This guy probably had the best of intentions… but he loses all points in the delivery.
“Get ready, because I’m marking you as mine. Your body is about to go to from wonderland to wasteland in five…four…three…two…”
Let’s just hope he can chill out enough to stop thinking of “all other men” while they’re in the bedroom.
Now, fun fact: I happen to agree with him. Actually spending every waking moment with this guy sounds like some kind of terrible. But he loses points for delivery. Because, quite frankly, nobody wants to date the literal doctor. Well, okay, Linsday does. But let’s face it, she sets the bar pretty low.
Today I’d like to ask this question: what is a modern relationship? It’s pretty clear what it meant to this guy:
But is there really something worth being called a “modern relationship”? Are relationships so different today that they deserve this title? Or are we only having the same relationships we’ve always had, in a modern setting?
I’d like to think a truly “modern relationship” is ideally post-feminist one, where lovers are partners in a truer sense of the word than ever before. But you can’t read the news or watch TV without knowing that post-feminism isn’t remotely close to where we’ve arrived, as a people. But it makes me sad to think, that to some people, the idea of modernity and fidelity are not only set apart from each other, but possibly even opposites. Or is it possible, in this day of statuses and tweeting and “liking” as a button rather than a feeling, that the offender above meant a modern relationship was one that lacked any interpersonal investment at all?
But really, all of this begs the question to me: if that is a modern relationship, what the hell is post-modern relationship? Cave-man-esque scenes are brought to mind. Or is that love with robots?