Some months ago one of my friends, upon reading an article of mine, sent me some strange feedback. He asked me to write my take on “love and relationships.” Of
all the dudes in all the gin joints of the world, he picks me for this. I was surprised on several levels. (A) I am six years younger than he is, and less experienced when it comes to L & R. (B) of all, this is a heavy topic, one you can’t just write about in five minutes, and it is an area that I don’t consider myself to be an expert in. I’m also not a fan of self-indulgence, and this will be the most introspective screed I’ve ever written. I’m not saying a
single new thing, as enough has been written and said and sung about this topic, some of which is far more scientific, to fill up a library. However, it’s loads of fun to discuss and seems to be on everyone’s mind, regardless of age, gender, relationship status, and background. Right? So why not? Putting aside whatever amount of
experience I have in this area, I do pride myself on being an astute observer of this world. So here goes- the first installment of what I hope will be a series of essays on this mysterious subject. Ladies, you will have to excuse what may be seen as examples of male chauvinism
on first look. I don’t think I’m a misogynist, but you can judge for yourself.
First of all, some definitions are in order. What we are talking about here is strictly related to amorous relationships, not friendships. Not a dude and a girl hanging out a lot as friends, platonically eating brunch on Sundays to talk about the girl’s problems
without playing any tongue-hockey. If you want to read something about
friendship, or other non-amorous relations such as those between
siblings or parents and their kids, this isn’t the place, as powerful
and loving as all those connections are. This is about straight-up
romance: dating, marriage, and sex.
To begin, I will start at the beginning- or at least my particular
beginning. My parents were wed at an arranged marriage ceremony in
India in 1972. At the time my 28 year old father had been living in a
bachelor pad in the United States, and my mother was an 18 year old
living with her parents in a town called Udupi in southwest India. She
had never left India at that point. In fact, she had barely been out
of her parents’ sight for very long at that point. All of a sudden,
these two strangers who had never met each other were living together
as a married couple in a new country, which before they arrived was
only a vague concept known as America halfway around the world, in a
pre-digital era when they could not even check YouTube to see what
American idiots with video cameras were doing with themselves. For
this match to happen they depended heavily on their families, who met
one another and liked each other before my parents could do either. My
dad’s siblings and parents particularly seemed to appreciate my mom,
and vice versa, and the deal was sealed: my dad received a telegram
from his family informing him that they had found the girl that he
would marry.
Fortunately, the marriage has worked out well by most quantifiable
measures, as it has ostensibly for my mother’s six siblings and my
father’s three. In each case the couples have been loving, stayed
together and produced children, and all of my first cousins and I are
fully grown without having had to witness a breakup that is so common
nowadays, both in America as well as India and other parts of the
world. In fact a number of my cousins have already had arranged
marriages themselves. Coming from that background, it is easy to see
why my parents expect the same effortlessness in meeting a lifelong
mate for my sister and I: marrying someone you don’t know very well and
having a perfectly happy and long married life based largely on family
background factors, even in a foreign country. As a product of such a
union I find the entire process spine-tingly romantic.
My parents’
marriage is based on a concept that has been common around most of the
world for many centuries: you fall in love with somebody after getting
married to this mysterious him or her, not before. In fact many who go
through with an “arranged” marriage truly get to know their spouse as a
person for the first time after the wedding, at which time they have
their first long conversations alone about whatever new friends might
talk about. Such as, what’s to eat for dinner? All of this newness
and strangeness is exciting stuff, I’m sure. But there is also an air
of finality to the proceedings: if you don’t like each other that’s too
bad. If you don’t eat the same kind of food, that’s too bad. If you
have no interests in common, well, you get the picture. You are
stuck. You trusted others to figure things out for the two of you
based on their wisdom and knowledge about you. And if you didn’t date
anyone beforehand, you will never have the chance to compare the
relationship to any previous ones. There might not have been any
previous relationships. In fact those marriages that result from
dating- known as “love marriages,” are largely loathed in these
orthodox circles, and their failures hardly elicit surprise.
Is the concept of randomly dating around to ultimately find your
life mate a better or worse way to go? There is no easy answer to this
question. But dating itself definitely deserves our attention. In
this day and age in America, regardless of background, it is almost
impossible to avoid a dating period before marriage. Even the arranged
marriages being conducted in the highly orthodox immigrant/religious
communities such as mine are preceded by a period which could be
loosely described as dating, highlighted by the fact that in most cases
both sides have a choice in the matter. Guys and girls can meet the
potential mate and then say no, which was not the case in the past. I
would call this phenomenon some sort of arranged marriage/ love
marriage hybrid- a unique arrangement in history, thousands of miles
away from where the orthodox community is based.
It would make sense that the elders, who were older, more
experienced, and wiser by at least several decades than their
offspring, were involved in making their childrens’ and even
grandchildrens’ mating decisions. It is the best way to perpetuate
wealth, property, language, and common values into the future within
the families. It also ensures that the decisions are based on
practical reasons such as family compatibility and economics, rather
than say, lust. This was even more important if the families lived
near each other or had
synergies in business and political interests.
The dominant driving factor in dating and even marital relationships
early on between men and women seems to be some manifestation of lust.
For men it’s almost always about physical attraction, whereas with
women just about anything about a guy can pique their attraction:
looks, personality, power, money, fame, intelligence, humor, and most
importantly confidence. These may be glittering generalities, but I
would be willing to defend these positions in any high-stakes debate.
Men less frequently lust after women just because they are powerful,
intelligent, or confident. I would argue that many men would consider
these traits completely distasteful. As the saying goes, “Men are
dogs.” I have observed this to be so in numerous cultures, including
America’s. Some women like to think that they are the same way, but
even in those anomalies the desire to pursue physical pleasure, based
on looks, is not nearly as strong as it is in their male counterparts.
And as a biological truth, women don’t have the same options during
pregnancy or older age to mess around when their bodies are drastically
less attractive to men. In my experience it is also easier for men to
separate physical pleasure from emotional attachment, to have physical
pleasure for the sake of pleasure only, although women are capable of
this as well.
It is easy to see why evolution set things up in this way. The
biological purpose of mating for both men and women is mostly to
breed. Over the last few million years as our species began to
develop, the male did not need the female to think for him, provide
meat for him, do strenuous physical labor for him, or defend him. But
there were always some things man could not do. He needed females to
birth strong and healthy (ie, good-looking) babies, and take care of
the young and the household that children and the elderly needed to
survive. Healthy adults could survive without many comforts of a home
but children could not. Therefore households were created and
maintained by women- whether it was a cave or a hut or a clearing in a
patch of trees. During pregnancy, the man could provide the protection
and food that the woman could not manage to get for herself. With luck
a big family with many children would be created, to assist the parents
in expanding their power and security in the community- along with the
economic benefit of extra bodies working on a farm or hunting or other
trades that became increasingly advanced as time went on. Multiple
children also insured a pool would be created from which the next
generation of warriors would provide defense and security for the clan,
tribe, or nomadic group. In big families the death of some to battle
or illness would not impede the continuation of the family lines.
Women needed those different qualities in a man. A good-looking
homo-sapien male who couldn’t hunt, farm, or protect the den was
useless. That’s why muscles on a man have always been inherently
sexy. A somewhat worse-looking guy who could use his body and brain to
bring home food and protect his family was also desirable.
Intelligence, power, and of course confidence were key factors in
making the attractive male. Confidence calms females and makes them
think that they aren’t making a mistake after all, especially when they
are pregnant or old, stuck with less options. These traits in a female
were arguably a waste. An intelligent woman wouldn’t necessarily birth
babies or breastfeed any better. Female confidence was likely to make
the male insecure and piss him off.
Men did want attractive women- in particular, women possessing bodies
within a certain desirable range of waste-to-hip ratio and ample
breasts, which prove to be critical in child-bearing. A good-looking
female and male together are also more likely to give birth to
attractive, healthy children, which are universally desired. Through
the processes of either polygamy or monogamy, humans therefore passed
on their DNA generation after generation until we approached the
current period in history. Time and again I have seen how women are
willing to enter relationships with men they do not see as physically
attractive, while men almost always choose partners based on physical
attraction. It is no wonder that women go to incredible lengths to
preen themselves with fake accessories: mascara, eyelashes, lipstick,
nail polish, jewelry, wigs, and high heels that make them look taller
and tighter than they really are. The cosmetics, fashion, and salon
industries are making billions of dollars out of it. Meanwhile, men
are considered stylish if they remember to cut their nails and hair
every few months, shave every few days, don’t smell like a gymnasium,
and wear clothes that roughly fit.
If our primary purpose in mating is to spawn, then it makes sense
that sexual intercourse provides a prolific degree of physical pleasure
for both partners (right up there with urinating when you have to go
really, really badly). As an evolutionary device, sexual pleasure is
genius. What else could so dramatically convince a couple with no
children to take a risk that would change their lives forever and
increase their responsibilities exponentially? What else could cause
two people to release tons of chemicals into their brains to make them
want to be with the other person even during the periods when sex isn’t
happening? Through most of history contraception, condoms, abortion,
or other preventive or controlling methods didn’t exist. You often
paid to play, whether ready for it or not. If it wasn’t a hell of a
lot of fun, I think that humans (and other animals) would have avoided
casual intercourse as if it was the plague, leading to the downfall of
the species. To boot, if it wasn’t looked on as a conquest to impress
your friends with, sex would lose much of its luster.
What attracts us to each other is relevant for a number of reasons,
as we enter an era of complete confusion in relationships as the roles
of men and women in relation to each other have changed since the
caveman days that I was describing. New types of problems have arisen
in modern times.
Most people do not look at dating or even marriage as about starting
a lifelong partnership and a family anymore. People coming together in
my generation are looking to have some fun and companionship first and
foremost. In fact most spouses do not need each other in the same way
anymore. The traditional co-dependence between males and females has
broken down, as women often have their own successful careers and
financial means, and men do not need women to groom them, take care of
the home for them, or perform the traditional roles of cooking,
cleaning, and looking after the kids. Up until just a few generations
ago around the world, including right here in the United States, these
roles were well-defined. The man was supposed to be the bread-winner,
and the woman was supposed to be the home-maker. The woman was
expected to cook and take care of the kids, entertain guests, and be
supportive of her husband’s career. Nowadays there are very few women
I know near my age who can find their way around a kitchen like I can.
The largest tragedy of this diminishing co-dependency is the ease
with which spouses can separate or divorce each other. The end result
is often difficult breakups involving single parenthood, alimony
payments, broken homes, shared custody, and lots of rehab and therapy.
In a shell it’s Britney Spears. Sadly, much of America falls into this
trap. The psychological damage done to children of any age who watch
their parents break apart lasts for a lifetime, and often taints their
own relationships in adulthood. The cycle of bad decisions continues.
This phenomenon will continue to get worse, not better, as financial
and social pressures for women to perform in the workplace increases.
We understand why it’s easy to break up from a partner. But why do
people do it? It is my strong opinion that breakups are caused almost
entirely by the desire to experience something new and different. This
could be sexual or otherwise, and it may or may not be related to
boredom. Studies over the last few decades have consistently shown
that over half of married people cheat on their spouses. Websites and
agencies have sprouted up specifically for married people looking for a
discreet affair to find each other. These liaisons can be thrilling
and delicious: new flavors, new person to go to dinner or the orchestra
with, perhaps a common interest in rock-climbing, the filling of an
emotional void, and the ever-present element of danger. Most human
beings at the very least fantasize about cheating, and a majority of
them end up doing it. I’ve spent a lot of time questioning the
morality involved in this matter, and have been unable to come up with
a resolution. Ethics aside, the short answer is that it’s easy to see
someone else either if a couple is honest about it, or the guilty
partner does not get caught. Former New York Governor Eliot Spitzer
and former President Bill Clinton were not able to achieve either in
their dalliances.
Whether the mind of a cheater is tortured or not also depends on the individual.
It’s unclear to me whether humans were meant to be monogamous, even
though I believe in today’s society a two-parent household is the ideal
environment to raise a child in. Throughout history human beings have
been unable to maintain monogamy even with the desire to do so, and the
social and religious norms in place to help reinforce it. For some
people, trying other people out for size may prove to be healthy: it
can help you realize how good you have it, and love your partner even
more. For others, it causes intense relationship problems because
their hearts and minds pine for a person who isn’t their partner.
Therein lies the extreme peril: throwing away all that you have built
in a relationship- joint bank account, tax breaks, a household filled
with Ikea and kitchen appliances, inter-family ties, the expensive
wedding, and hopefully, a deep love.
A couple at its best is a unit, two people of a like mind, enjoying
each other and learning from each other, making each other better, and
the best of friends. At its worst it’s two people who live in
resentment, fear, and jealousy of each other. The better placed the
couple is- ie, the more attractive, powerful, and financially settled
the couple is, the greater the chances of something untoward
happening. That is the sad paradox of relationships. Just look at the
unmitigated, pathetic disaster that is the world of Hollywood romance.
At the end of the day, romance is a marketplace of options and
ideas. Casual flings, long-term marriages, and everything in between
consist of choices that individuals can make towards what they think is
best for themselves and their families, based on the looks, social
skills, and status that we each bring to the table. The available
choices will always cause confusion, but the potential exists for
wonderful 50-year marriages that bring nothing but joy to each side.
This is probably what all human beings should strive for so that they
can focus on doing other things well without distraction: raising
families, honing a successful career, and indulging in a guilt-free
network of family and friends. These things are hard enough to achieve
on their own. However one is able to achieve that idea of “knowing” he
or she is with the right person, is the best way to do so. I believe
that should be the goal, although it’s an epic challenge. Good luck to
us all at arriving there- because in life, being at the right place at
the right time, exactly when that special someone else is also at the
same point in the universe can make all the difference.