A basketball player plays basketball.
A trumpet player plays the trumpet.
A CD player plays CD's.
A player plays women.
Barney Stinson is such player. He plays with women. Their feelings, their minds and finally, their hearts.
To cross over to the philosophical side of things, I wonder...women know these players exist, yet why are so many so stupid to fall for it? Is it feelings of insecurity? Lack of the presence of love? Is it boredom? I
If these two are the predominant reasons as to why women allow these men to "play" with our hearts, then I'm positive that our dear, feminist friend, Germaine Greer is shaking her head in her grave. Seriously! Where is our independence? Our strength? Our values?
Without getting into an argument with myself about this, I will just conclude with saying that the high and increasing existence of players, reflects the moral values of society’s values. Not just men, but women as well. And it’s sad. It’s sad to listen to my friends telling me that the last guy they saw was a complete waste of time. Why can’t men be more like the gentlemen of the 18th Century?
A trumpet player plays the trumpet.
A CD player plays CD's.
A player plays women.
Barney Stinson is such player. He plays with women. Their feelings, their minds and finally, their hearts.
To cross over to the philosophical side of things, I wonder...women know these players exist, yet why are so many so stupid to fall for it? Is it feelings of insecurity? Lack of the presence of love? Is it boredom? I
If these two are the predominant reasons as to why women allow these men to "play" with our hearts, then I'm positive that our dear, feminist friend, Germaine Greer is shaking her head in her grave. Seriously! Where is our independence? Our strength? Our values?
Without getting into an argument with myself about this, I will just conclude with saying that the high and increasing existence of players, reflects the moral values of society’s values. Not just men, but women as well. And it’s sad. It’s sad to listen to my friends telling me that the last guy they saw was a complete waste of time. Why can’t men be more like the gentlemen of the 18th Century?
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