I know what love is. It's a sham, a marketing gimmick, one of the rarer destructive impulses of humans that was brought to light by women (while men are responsible for nuclear weaponry, wealth disparity, and slavery.)
As a gimmick love sells books, movies, flowers, chocolate, and a host of other products. Like violence it is a marketable commodity, and hence it has been glorified beyond it's bounds, made out to be something of considerably more substance than it offers as a descriptive word by it's own nature alone.
Love is a hormonal state that benefits the woman more than the man. Contrary to common belief, men are more capable of remaining faithful to their significant others than women are. Women benefit from this by receiving competing sperm and thus the most fit genes while also benefiting from a solid resource extraction from a cuckolded male.
If your smart, you will not fall for the con of love. It is not in your best interest as a man.
This is a sorry state of affairs, this whole power struggle, the battle of the sexes. It saddens me that I can not see a solution to the dilemma that faces man and woman, the one that necessitates one always striving for power over the other. I would love to see a day where men and women were equals, but alas, it seems so far away. Until then, I'd rather be the one the woman is cheating with than the one she is cheating on.
