The Devolutionary Seven Deadly Man Sins

We have all made the unspoken 'promise' to our parents - the one to work hard and be a good person, settle down with someone with good prospects and who will treat us well. Keen words, but unspoken or not, it is the delivery of that promise which is the arduous task and, this week, as I checked off a busy list of social to-do's, i found myself unexpectedly submersed in a menagerie of social to-don'ts that made me wonder....have we somehow mastered the work-hard promise, only by over compensating on play-hard, to the point of being die hard?

Whilst there is no handbook to guide you in the fullflment of the aforementioned unspoken 'promise', my blog today acknowledges the changing behaviour of the local wild-life and the risk it places on its success. Is it a case that we are reverting to a nation of cavemen, suffering perhaps from the ecological impact of global warming or does the new neanderthal mean that social engagements have, in fact, become a social experiment?

As a self confessed social butterfly I have evolved the skill of  maintaining a flexible balanance of professional networking and crowd mingling (both dependent on the order of the day or night). This week, however, schdeuled in a week-long nocturnal tour of diary duty, I found my stamina challenged, willingly surrendering any interest or desire to flutter my eyelashes at even a fraction of the pace that I may have been fluttering my social butterfly wings and as I watched the beervolution of the male species I feared the survival of the social butterfly may be under attack from a Darwinian nemesis, and I wondered....is survival of the flirtiest at risk of extinction from a new male race for survival of the un-fittest?
In order to protect the female species and return our new millennium primal prowess, I reflected on the meanedering behaviours of our neanderthal bar-flies, and considered the guidance of the seven deadly sins as a solid mantra.

Gluttony - every pride of lions has at least one gluttonous male who takes on way more than he can chew, unable to say no to friends, but much more at ease ofsuch retort to his lioness. The best redress is to refocus energies on what really counts with a simple counter 'no' in all things carnivorous. Hunger will always win in the end.

Pride - It comes before a fall, so if there there are signs that your man holds higher concern on being the eye candy rather than reciprocating the flattery towards his arm candy, then that eye is definitely roving. Conversley, caution to a lack of pride, and if they can enter and leave the loo faster than they can say I forgot to wash my hands, this is a sure sign of long-term 'leave the eat up' syndrome.

Greed - any desire for material wealth can oftern lead to a non-desire to share the wealth and where you may need to specualte to accumulate, if this is anyway connected to horses, casinos or poker nights, you should probably get a pre-nup. Lust and excessive cravings lead to a lack of focus. Everything in moderation, and remember that absence can make the heart grow fonder. Unless the absence is addressing the excessive cravings, of course. Envy can come from the previous two, or standalone, but either way is usually related to insecurity whereas Wrath is a no brainer. Anger although not attractive, works both ways and, if honest, it is simply better to just never be the woman scorned, ergo manage expecations from the outset. Lastly, Sloth - an easy one where first impressions don't dress to impress, but my advice is to revisit this one a few weeks in. Frequent Friday night sickies, Saturday soccer sofa syndrome, or a general willingness to be lifted and laid by his mother - none of these, single nor combined, is a good sign.

So, as I stand aside and observe the devolution of the once crave-man turned cave-man, I wonder ...can to-day's dating game really ever become the mating game, or what is it you now need to to do to get engaged, if what you really want to do is, indeed, get engaged?

'Til next time, Pandora