I have never watched many of the new "reality' shows, but I have been watching the current American Idol and The Bachelor, although somewhat sporadically for both.
I got interested in the Bachelor because the guy is a back up quarterback for the Giants--Jesse Palmer. I remember when he was a quarterback at Florida when they kicked my Volunteers' ass every fall.
One of the girls on The Bachelor is named Trish. She's been pretty outspoken on the show with the other girls, having admitted to sleeping with a married man and numerous sexual partners. That, combined with some attitude left her totally hated by the other girls. In addition, Jesse has had a friend who acted as if she were one of the girls but was really a spy. His friend reported to him the escapades that Trish admitted to. Despite that revelation, he has given Trish a rose on two occasions since. That leaves her in the running with him and drives the girls and his spy friend crazy. You can tell all the girls and especially the ones who didn't get a rose despise Trish. In truth, I have to say that Trish does come across as being pretty trashy, although obviously not to Jesse.
The situation brought back memories for me of a time when I brought a young lady home to my parents' house. I believe I brought her there out of some necessity that I don't recall now. I know I didn't bring her because of some belief that my parents should meet her due to the seriousness of the relationship because it wasn't a serious one unless you call fornicating like crazy serious.
The young lady was stunningly beautiful, with dark hair and dark eyes (see EXOTIC AND SULTY POST).Her figure would stop most men in their tracks and she could bat her eyes at you and you would do anything she asked. She could take you wherever she wanted you to go and she knew exactly how to do so. If you're a man, you know what I'm talking about. She was a lot like Trish is on The Bachelor.
My recollection is that we were in my parent's house maybe two minutes before I got the "look" from my mother. My mother's look was unmistakable. The gist of the look was 'What are you doing with this trashy girl?" And I realized immediately she was right. I really had blinded myself to her because of her physical attractiveness and my own lust. I also knew she had a past that wouldn't make her a candidate for woman of the year, but it took my mother's eye contact to admit that to myself.
All of this occurred with a simple meeting of the eyes between myself and my mother. No conversation about the subject occurred. In fact, I'm sure neither the girl nor my father noticed what was going on. My mother actually carried on a quite pleasant conversation with the girl the whole time.
I was at least 30 years old at the time and had been living away from home for several years, but my mother's intuition about her adult son was right on. To be honest, it made me a bit ashamed of myself. I had been brought up differently. It wasn't the girl's fault at all. She was living the life she wanted. But it wasn't for me. I never took her there again and I don't recall seeing her after that. And my mother, God rest her soul, and I never discussed it.
I don't know about Jesse's situation, but if he picks Trish I do know what's going to happen if he has a mother like mine. Sayonara, Trish.
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