A group calling itself, The Impact Team, has purportedly hacked into the infamous cheating site, Ashleymadison.com, stealing millions of private emails and used Id’s they intend to make public unless the site shuts down immediately.
Of course, infidelity isn’t the site’s fault.
It simply exists to serve a demand.
Nonetheless, the reason I’m covering this on Urban Dystrophy is because guys my age – particularly the ones who can afford it – often cheat without empathy or remorse, like sociopaths, if you need a quick Law and Order type reference.
Just a quickie here, an anonymous encounter there, and it’s back to the Disney Channel with the wife and kids.
No harm, no foul.
Except that that’s not the way it works.
For everything we do we get something back.
…like blackmail threats, phone calls in the middle of the night, or unintended – and highly embarrassing – public encounters you have to explain away before you’re nailed.
“Honey, have we met her before? How does she know your nickname?”
“…Um, she may be a Facebook friend or something. Weird, huh?”
Then there are the ubiquitous STD’s, some of which are capable of killing off an entire family faster than Chernobyl.
But hey, like I said, it’s just a fling.
So why do so many older men I know, and/or am acquainted with, cheat?
Because they are bored and feel entitled to more.
Like I say in my new book of the same name, #urbandystrophy, they’re driven and ambitious men who’ve been financially successful, and thus, feel deserving of whatever life has to offer, which includes everything.
Most men I know say that their sex lives are in the toilet.
“Started our great, died. She’s no longer interested.”
The irony is that from her perspective, you’d hear the same damn thing.
Some claim that affairs are actually good for their marriages, that they help keep them together.
But “marriage” is relative in this context, as it’s already dead.
Thus, Ashleigh Madison’s tag line should change from “life’s too short, why not have an Affair?” to “After a long afternoon in a roadside motel, it’s still nice having someone at home you can lay my head on…”