Snow job
by Rudy Cheeks
Send me your problems in care of Dr. Lovemonkey at the Providence Phoenix,
150 Chestnut Street, Providence, RI 02903, or by e-mail to
rcheeks[a]phx.com.
Dear Dr. Lovemonkey,
A few months ago, I started dating a woman who, although very nice,
intelligent, and attractive, was quite secretive about her life. We met at a
place that we both frequent for lunch, and most of the time we get together
during the day. This was because, she told me, she worked at night, hinting it
was probably as a bartender or waitress, even though she didn't come right out
and say it. Since she didn't seem to want to talk about this (and it didn't
seem very important to me, either), I let it drop and didn't pursue it.
Well, I've since found out that she's working as a stripper under the name
"Monica Blew-him-ski," doing an act with a cigar, an American flag, and a blue
dress with artificially applied stains. Although I haven't seen the act, a
friend told me about it when he saw me having lunch with this gal. I don't have
a problem with going out with a stripper, but I'm concerned that there's
something unpatriotic about Anne's (Monica) act. I most definitely wouldn't
want to do anything that might make it appear that I'd ever make fun of our
country.
My question to you is, should I confront Anne with what I know about her
work and my concerns, or should I just let it go?
Dear A Puzzled American,
Dr. Lovemonkey frequently receives what I consider "borderline" letters. These
are pieces of correspondence with questionable authenticity. In the case of
your letter, I am relieved that it's nowhere near the borderline and quite
comfortably situated in the land of brazen fiction.
This doesn't mean that Dr. Lovemonkey will not answer your letter. Not unlike
the late Senator Roman Hruska of Nebraska, who famously stated that Americans
with ignorant, uninformed, or just plain stupid views are just as deserving of
political representation as everyone else (Hruska found his true calling as
just this representative), Dr. Lovemonkey believes that fake letters also
deserve a response.
Ms. Monica Blew-him-ski's act isn't unpatriotic. When a married, middle-aged
guy in a powerful job gets caught being fellated by an admiring intern/groupie
half his age -- and then lies about it after the entire country has placed its
trust in him -- becoming the target of some ridicule is the least that he
should expect. Do not confuse a person with the person's office. We are making
fun of that zipper-challenged guy, William Jefferson Clinton, who was elected
president. We are not making fun of the idea of the United States or the office
of the presidency.
Congratulations on having a "lifestyle" (a word I truly hate) that allows you
the time to sit around and dream up such a ridiculous scenario. You're a man
after my own heart.
Dear Dr. Lovemonkey,
I am living with a guy, a wonderful guy, funny, caring, and good-looking,
and kind to his mother, and for argument's sake, let's call him X. His only
real faults seem to be a judgmental streak and the fact that he's slightly too
ambitious for me. There aren't bad things in themselves -- I'm sure many women
are attracted to opinionated guys who want money and power -- but it doesn't
quite match my outlook.
Soon after, I met his friend. Let's call him Y. From the first moment, the
sparks flew -- I noticed his shoulders, his clothing, the crinkles around his
eyes. Mostly, I enjoy how he sees the world, with an artistic and open-minded
view more akin to my own. It is now at the point that I sometimes have to avoid
being around this kid, because when I'm around Y, X frustrates me.
It's a given that nothing can happen with Y. I just try to avoid being
alone with him and to remind myself that if I were living with him, we might be
squabbling over toothpaste. But should I be paying attention to the fact that X
looks bad in comparison? Do you have any experience with couples that share a
commitment, but not a common outlook? And, of course, if you have any advice on
how to calm the hormones, it would be appreciated.
Dear Z,
You have to decide how great the discord is between your outlook and X's
outlook. Is his more aggressive nature a minor character element that you can
accept and live with? Or is it a major philosophical and attitudinal difference
that you disapprove of and consider a constant irritant?
Your commitment to X will likely not last if you don't share a satisfactory
common outlook. The real glue that keeps couples together, Dr. Lovemonkey
believes, is largely a matter of shared values. Obviously, there are many other
elements, but it can be a fatal flaw if there's a clash in how two partners
view the world and their respective place in it. For instance, if X believes
that the end justifies the means in business, and you have a highly developed
sense of ethical behavior, you'll eventually clash and lose mutual respect
since a committed relationship is rife with goals that must be supported and/or
shared.
But if your differences with X are more about style than shared values and
ethics, realize that you will be attracted to others at times -- and that you
just have to "not go there." Sounds like you're already handling that as best
you can. But if you don't share similar values, a complementary
spiritual/philosophical outlook, and a comparable moral code, you and X are
doomed.
<-- Dear Dr. Lovemonkey,
My girlfriend's name is Rose and I'm thinking about getting a tattoo on my
butt featuring a visual representation of a rose and the word "Rose." I'm only
19 years old. Do you think this is a good idea?
Dear Big Ben,
Probably not and, as Don Corleone (Marlon Brando) told Solozzo (Al Lettieri)
in The Godfather, "I'll give you my reasons." It doesn't matter to Dr.
Lovemonkey what a man has tattooed on his butt. However, you did not mention
that you and Rose were considering marriage or even in love. Take it from
another distinguished actor, Johnny Depp, who had to have his "Winona Forever"
tattoo painfully altered after breaking up with Ms. Ryder, placing the actual
name of your current girlfriend in tattoo form on your body is not always a
good idea.
Does Rose feel that your butt is an appropriate spot for such a tribute? If
indeed she does, and you are determined to go through with this touching
salute, let me suggest that you dispense with the name "Rose" and just have the
visual depiction of the flower done. This way, when you break up with Rose
(which, from what I can glean from the genius you've already exhibited, I
suspect will happen before the healing is complete on your derriere), you won't
necessarily have to explain too much to your next intimate mate who may just
think, "So, he's got a flower on his butt."
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