Thursday, April 16, 2009

Bad Boy, Bad Boy... Whatcha Gonna Do...
(Part 1 of 3?)


Whatcha gonna do when we come for you...

No bitter relationship debate blazes hotter than the discussion of a woman's attraction to Bad Boys. In fact, I witnessed quite a few nerds with high-water pants and pocket protectors explode into a messy heap trying to contain their angst about women falling for the stereotypical Bad Boys.

The blogosphere is loaded with outbreaks of heated exchange about "the good guys finishing last" and I call bullshit on most of it. Far too many of these outbursts feature psycho-babble about women with low self-esteem who cling to Bad Boys while "settling for less" - and worse - enduring all kinds of abuse. Lemme introduce a few points that I hope to break-down later:

The Hypocrisy of "Bad Girlism"
Most of the "good guys" complaining about empty black books perpetrate the same level of discrimination against "good girls." They want "Perfect 10" beautiful women who know how to have a good time. Why not take a second glance at intelligent Plain Janes? In other words, the good boys who complain about dateless nights are ignoring many of the good girls available on Friday nights. Hypocrite much?

Values and Offerings
Without a doubt, we typically chose dates and mates based on current desires and values. My ex-husband looked great on paper. I valued that. I wanted a family man with a great job. I wasn't overly concerned about head-over-heels love or great sex. I didn't think the first was necessary and I had already had tons of the other.

Years after the fiasco marriage ended, I realized I wanted to be madly in love and have great sex. That doesn't mean I dropped the other values, but I adjusted my scale. Money can never compensate for romance and intimacy (unless you're Donald Trump), so my sweetheart... well... let's just say he's looking for work right now but the rest is TIGHT.

Good and Bad Defined
While sniffing around the internet for more blog dialogue about "Good and Bad Boys," I came across Ndel's definition of each:

Good Boys: He’s nice. He has a good job. He brings you flowers. He is faithful. He is honest. Okay, three out of five ain’t bad. Momma said he would be a nice boy, from a good family. Hopefully, a doctor, but not a lawyer. A banker, but not a broker. In insurance, but not in assurance. A police officer, but not a security guard.

Bad Boys: He’s dangerous. He’s fast. He runs with the wrong crowd. He’ll get you in the wrong way. He won’t be faithful. He’ll leave you, or even worse, he’ll leave you with no money. And a vaginally disfiguring disease.


While many definitions seem to focus on looks (nerd vs. hottie), money (doctor vs. janitor), or chivalry (opening doors vs. grabbing crotch), Ndel gets my standing ovation by nailing the heart of the matter:

But let’s expand the definition of Bad Boy. It really includes men with high levels of toxicity of all types – emotional and physical.


And to me, that's the point. So many of these Bad Boy debates are polluted with stereotypes of the hopeless nerd vs. the leather-clad bike rider, and too many participants are arguing from specific bad experiences with a certain "type."

I've dealt with toxic men in all forms... from Bad Boys to those with the appearance of a textbook gentleman. I have also had wonderful experiences with others, including a Bad Boy during my youth who I drove to his probation check-ins (and ultimately returned to jail years after we parted).

So in the next part, I hope to deal with the stereotype and get back to examining "toxicity" as the better foundation for determining what's "Bad" for relationship health.

4 comments:

Big Mark 243 said...

This is going to be an interesting series of thoughts. That is my prediction.

One of the things I got 'stuck' on is the 'good girl' part. I have never understood why a guy would demand that a girl be as pure as the driven snow. First, I grew up in Detroit, and the snow that I saw 'driven' was muddy and dirty. Second, it always stood to reason that if you weren't a virgin as a guy, and other dudes you knew were claiming 'studliness', then chances that Monique was a virgin were extremely low.

During my brief interest in porn (which I think lasted from 16 years 9 months, until I turn 16 years, 10 months ... it just does NOTHING for me), I thought, if this is what I want, then why should I make someone feel insecure about having the 'experience'? In one of Ol' Dirty Bastard (yes, I did like his stuff ... and the Wu-Tang Clan too ... refer to them from time to time!) he has a spoken line that goes something like this (and excuse the language!)

I don't want no fancy bitches, give me a nasty ho, because I am a nasty mother fucker!

I have always been so like, 'don't bore me with that delicate crap! If you have displayed these 'skills and talents' for someone else, what the hell is the problem with doing it for me? Man, if you can't do it TO me, then can I watch you do it with someone else??

Uh, that IS for real ... not that I have had many takers on that ... maybe that is being a little TOO honest!

This bad boy - nice guy thing, is something that harms all manner of relationships. I can frame it by sister girls and their lowered expectations of themselves and of their men (which is very important!). They are fooled by the sterotyping of black society and the myth of what it means to be both a woman and what to look for in a mate.

My Tee Jay is almost freakin' 40, and is STILL hung on that crap. And were anyone to wonder why I am moving to Nebraska ... see, in the urban centers, this kind of thing takes place more, or so goes my experience. Rather than judging a man on factors that pertain more to the sustainablity of a relationship, sista seem to let the imagery and pomp to a guy mean more ...

... again, using myself as an example, I cannot understand why a woman at 39 would be interested in someone walking around with 'swag', still getting lit at the speakeasy, and having that 'ghetto edge' to him, where she has to be concerned that he is out bangin' some other Wendy or Suzy.

Oh come the hell on!!

You know, as a 'big time scorer', I have actually used that to my advantage, but that is prolly more for my own story, and so I will end this edition of 'therapy thru journaling: the comment edition, on that note!
L&R
Mark

Her Side said...

Mark: I literally Laugh Out Loud when you say "therapy thru journaling: the comment edition..." because there is some serious truth in giving advice, discussing issues, and facing what you really think in the words you type.

I agree BIG TIME with the hypocrisy behind searching for a "good boy/girl"... like folks shouldn't have driven around the block before they met you! Somebody reformed from such a life has skills I should appreciate. hehe

As far as women and expectations, I'm gonna explore that.... from boredom to perceived protection (especially in urban areas).

Thanks for another great comment!

Big Mark 243 said...

I find your journey very ineresting and relevant. I am glad that you guys have each other, and that you for certain, seems willing to 'sell out' to be happy with him.

May as well. If you held back and it didn't work, is that going to make you feel any better than if you gave it your all and it didn't work?

I will try to read more and 'talk' less!

Blu Jewel said...

Hypocrisy is the under belly of how and why so many relationship fail. My motto is if I'm grown enough to be f*cking, then I should be grown enough to speak up. I'm not gonna be that lady on the street and a freak in the bed; why the hell separate the two? I'm every woman dammit!!!

I'm a smart (book, street, and common sense), articulate, assertive, independent, and all that other ish that looks good on paper when someone is writing out their Wish List. In addition, I'm skilled in the bed, willing to explore, and sure as hell ain't gonna lay there and be a cum dumster for no man. If you're grown enough to eff with me like that, then be grown enough to know that I'm ALL WOMAN; in ALL WAYS.

I'm so sick of men saying they want this or that and then get it and screw it up; likewise I hate when women do it too. The whole Good Girls like Bad Boys pisses me off because if we're all willing to encompass the many facets of our beings, we're already these things. The difference I've experienced is that different people simply bring out different parts of you.

I'm with Mark on this one "therapy thru journaling: the comment edition..." I've argued this matter so many times it's not even funny. One of my male BFFs is considered a "Bad Boy" because he's got that "hood" swagger and such, but he's smart as hell and treats women like queens, so image certainly sells, but it's also misleading.

Like Mark, I look forward to the rest of this series.

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