The Bad Boy Complex

Last weekend, I went out for coffee with a self-confessed bad boy friend of mine. Armed with my usual cafe' mocha, we were trying to dissect the bad boy phenomenon.

This breed loves women. Loving women is actually an understatement. It's like an addiction. They think and believe that the ratio and proportion of men and women are so skewed it would be such an injustice to decide to stay and be monogamous to just one.

Hanep sa prinsipyo at paniniwala.

Had he not been a friend of mine, I might have poured my cafe' mocha grande over his head.

I saw no point in arguing with him. I have seen the two sides of the coin, so to speak. I've played and have been played.

And he does seem to have a point when he said, "despite the knowledge that we are players, why do women still want to be with us? If they don't want to, they should just stay away."

Oo nga naman. Some women are drawn to bad boys. Admittedly, I had my own bad boy streak, too.

But you see, this breed - most of the time - are good-looking. They come in very attractive packages. They are natural-born charmers whom you can't help but be drawn to.

I actually have a theory about it. Women are drawn to bad boys because of their maternal instinct to try and tame the straying, hoping for a conversion of some sort. At the back of our heads, we want them to change - from bad to good - while they are in a relationship with us.

But you know, I've come to realize that monogamy - and being good in general - is a conscious choice. And while these bad boys are still having the time of their lives playing and cruising, the day is yet to come for them to make that smart decision.

I am not sure if I am totally over my bad boy phase. I am hoping I am. And I dare not tread that path again. This breed is best left as friends and hang-out buddies.