Alice, it's just a condom, what's the big deal?

Dear Alice,

Happy summer! are you enjoying your vacation? Remember sunblock, sunblock sunblock. we must protect our skin!

Speaking of protection, Alice dahling, what's the big deal with condoms? How can such a small item be the topic of such heated debate?

I think it goes without saying, condoms save lives. Point blank, period! However, people literally hate using them!!! I don't get it.

The allure of unprotected sex, must be tantamount to a drug. You know you shouldn't do it, you know it's bad...but the act itself is so taboo, it's almost impossible to resist.

I think we all have had a slip here and there at some point in our lives, so no one should pass judgment. However to others, the "slip" is a way of life. Maybe not one they will admit to, but one they partake in when the lights go dim.

what is it Alice?

laziness? is rolling over to the top drawer really THAT strenuous?

Price? For heaven's sake, they give them out free at the Diary Queen!!

discomfort? granted if a man is particularly well endowed, a condom may feel constricting, and conversely if someone is hung like a light switch, there's nothing worse the a saggy condom.

or is it familiarity? a long time mate, or sex with an ex. "i know this person, i don't have to use condoms" so you hit it raw and granted it feels awesome...until 6 weeks later when penicillin and prayer become your two best friends.

Back in the day, in the words of Cher, "3 months later i'm a gal in trouble"...pregnancy was the worst case scenario. Now...well, we all know what today's unprotected sex can bring.

So Alice, what do you think? Condoms, yea or neigh?

Alice, Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?

Dearest Alice,

First of all i would like to thank you for the flowers you sent me, regarding my most recent break up. Thankfully it's over, and I came out of it, with only a few battle scars and lessons learned.

It seems Jeremy, kept a fork in his mouth, but couldn't keep his mouth off of other boys...

However Alice, this blog will not be about the Belgian whore of Babylon. I would like to talk about "Predators". who are the predators? what they do? and how we compete with them.

Recently I was sitting in a restaurant with someone, and the discussion came to them wanting me to meet their friend. Initially, I was fine with the idea, until i was told that he was "attractive" and he was "black".

In my opinion, Alice, there is no more dangerous predator than the attractive black man.

now as i write this I've all ready angered hundreds of my readers but in my experience, with relationships...it's usually another black man standing across the ring from me, ready to do battle.

Once upon a time, I was a not-so-nice person, and during those times i had the weapons of youth, and beauty on my side, which we know is a dangerous combination. Add to that the manipulative intellectual i was, and I myself was a predator. So when I'm in a situation, i can smell another predator like a wolf who has marked it's territory.

Now I know what you're thinking, Alice, "all men can be predators". You're correct, Alice. But none are more cunning, more smooth, more sly, more brazen, more audacious, then my fellow bruthas.

They can manipulate a situation or a person before it's even realized.

-You can go to a club, holding your girls hand, and literally a black man will grab her other hand. LOL. I just can't see a 5 foot 5 Asian trying that shit.

- The film "Mandingo" comes to mind. When she wanted to piss her husband off, who did she call for?...Mead! The biggest, sexiest black slave on the plantation.

- and Need I mention the Down Low phenomenon? somehow a white boy in baggy, sagging jeans, a wife beater and timbs, with 3 baby mamas, living in his mother's basement, sneaking boys in late at night. is more comical than sexy.

Using myself as an example, when i wanted something, I would do anything to get it. Lie, Cheat, seduce, short of killing someone i was tenacious when it came to matters of a sexual nature.

Girls, straight boys, people in relationships. no one was off limits if I wanted their attention. now I'm not saying i merely snapped my fingers and people flocked to me. what i'm saying is, i manipulated situations to my favor and no matter how long it took, i was unrelenting. I heard the word NO plenty of times...but after a six pack, the word no slowly slurs into a "fine...go ahead".

Now as I'm older, more mature, less predatory, i find myself not wanting to deal with competition anymore. Originally there was a 'ban" on other men sniffing round my kingdom. As ridiculous as THAT may be, i find it odd, when i'm cheated on, it's always with another black man. (Belgian whore of babylon included.) But now, i simply state my opinion and await the wolf's appearance...and reach for my metaphoric shotgun.

Until next time Alice

All My Best,

Little Red Riding Hood