Men and Crazy

I got sucked into watching the stupidest show last night, Rock of Love on VH1. Bret Michaels, lead singer of Poison, is having his turn at the Flavor Flav driven match-making vehicle. Apparently being a rock star from the 80's doesn't hold as much prestige as it used to.

In last night's episode we got to see the crazy, psychotic side of a girl I'll call Crazy Spice. Crazy Spice wanted to mess with one of the other girls so she did, constantly, with no reservation about pushing someone beyond their limits. This ended when one of the other ladies man-handled Crazy Spice to the floor and stepped on her neck. Yeah, that crazy. This is the kind of crazy that sends a psychologists children to college.

So at the end of this little show Bret chooses the ladies who will stay, you know the drill. The last girl he chooses is Crazy Spice. He even says, "This girl is crazy, but I like that." Now it becomes apparent why Bret Michaels is nearing his 40's and still single.

But you know what, he's not alone. Men are attracted to crazy like cops to donuts. I don't get it. Why put yourself through the hell of dealing with someone who makes bi-polar look enjoyable? Crazy comes with a lot of different emotions, none of them good. There's paranoia, jealousy, envy, anger, suspicion, depression, frantic, rejection, abandonment, you name it. A man can never have a solid relationship with a woman who is crazy. Signing up with Crazy insured your life will be hell. But there they go, these men, lining up for the next psycho with a big grin plastered on their faces.

To me, that's crazy.