DON'T RUN!!! FINKS!! ALL OF YOU!!!

People are finks. The more I read about or hear stories of people lying and cheating, the more I would like to throw in the proverbial towel. It is completely draining to have to listen to friends talk about their finkish behaviour and truly disturbing to see how little it seems to bother them. Plus you get to thinking if you could possibly be the victim of some such fink yourself.
I'm no Preachy Patricia (Doppleganger of Patricia the Stripper) and I'm all for liberation, sexual or otherwise, but have I gone completely MAD?
Marriage, right? Have and hold, richer and poorer, sickness and health, blah, blah, blah. Maybe they should have included something about boredom and excitement. It seems to me most of what my lying fink friends have in common is that they are bored with their current partner or spouse. They say they LOVE their significant others but for some significant reason or other have lost the spark that they once had. Guess we are all just thrill seeking cousins of the ape, then, because I thought people had the forethought enough to anticipate this eventuality and LIVE WITH IT. Everything can't be all good all the time. And for fuck sake why do people want it to? That's having your cake, eating it and not paying a cent for the ingredients!
Why do finks suddenly appear everytime marriage is near? Sure there are people for whom marriage is a cozy little greenhouse, but for the most part it's a ceremony with very little impact on the partners' responisibility guage. The words don't mean diddly to most people. Just words, just promises, easily broken. People say it's human nature. CRAP! Human nature should be something that capitalises on our ability to think ahead, empathise, explain. Those are, after all, human characteristics. When people say human nature, what they mean is ANIMAL nature. Plus, it's a godamned cop out. It says that the finks of the world can't help themselves, and well, maybe, shouldn't have to. I get that we may not be designed for monogamy. Men, biologically at least, are said to look for several mates for whom to act as seed receptors, whereas women tend to jones for the one mate deal. O.K.. We also used to shit in holes in the woods and clobber each other with truncated tree limbs (that is before we invented the wheel and then could run each other over).
But so then why marriage? Did you just want to wear a pretty dress and have a party, because it's much cheaper and relatively easy to declare some Friday night your own personal holiday and booze it up in a tiara. At least then it's not a foregone conclusion who you are going to be sleeping with that evening. Makes it a little more exciting.
Or maybe you're married because you are traditional, as one particular fellow explained to me, with his hand on my bare knee. These finks are particularly offputting and some (like this particular one) even go as far as to say cheating saves marriages. BOLLOCKS!!! How can you not rot on the insides knowing you are doing the dirty on someone you supposedly love? If you can't or don't rot, then there is something seriously WRONG.
This is where the danger lies. It's a sort of desensitisation to our moral compass.. If you make yourself not care, either cause 'every body's doin it' or you reason that you aren't doing any harm, don't you eventually numb the responisibilty right outta your system, teach yourself it's actually okay? It ceases to exist then, doesn't it? We might actually be de-evolving! Think of it...Our brains are powerful little super computers that carry great influence....what if we end up passing on an underdeveloped moral sense to our next generation? We all hear of some freaks that are born without the sense of right and wrong, people who end up killing and end up in mental wards; why not people born with no loyalty?
Of course I'm being facetious, but I worry about people who say there is nothing wrong with finkdom. It's a convenient way to reason selfishness and it doesn't admit what is really going on. What is going on is essentially the expression of our crippling fear of being alone and unimportant. Which of course is all about our fear of death.
What really gets my beehive in a buzz is that the finks think only of themselves, not the new world disorder they are chain reacting with their indiscretions. With all they're protests that it cannot be wrong to feel so good, what IS it they propose? Every body screwing every body? Free love? Okay then, sounds good...I'll have some of that! Tricky thing to manoever though, when that pesky HUMAN NATURE comes into it. Ya know? My favorites are jealousy, rage, gluttony...