So, Barbara Walter’s book is out, “Audition.” It is her life story and she is promoting it like a vegan promotes tofu. The “bomb shell” is the part about her affair with a married, African American, U.S. Senator, in the 1970s.
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
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Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
Personally, I take a disparaging view of married men who have affairs. This likely stems from, among other things like VOWS, commitment, honesty, the fact that my father dumped my mother for his mistress. (They had a two-year old daughter already, so MISTRESS fits.) I wonder though…is it so black and white?
Love is such a fragile emotion. Mentioned often in writings, music, art, it seems we humans are forever trying to understand it. We grasp the love of family, pets, and things; but the forever devotion of love for one person out of all the billions still baffles most of us. The poets address that ancient puzzlement. Philosophers debate and turn it round and round, never ending with an all inclusive deciphering of love’s power or reason for being. Humans certainly can reproduce without it. Even God tells Adam and Eve to multiply, yet doesn’t suggest that they need to be in love.
And how do we know when we are in love? A skipped heart beat? (Could be MVP mitral valve prolapse.) It’s in his/her kiss? (Really? He kisses his dog-butt sniffing pooch on the mouth too---and many times a beloved pet is a “deal breaker.”) Forever is a very long time. What evolutionary reason do we even HAVE to stay exclusive for 100 years? When humans only lived to around thirty---raising the kids; I get that, but now?
Falling in love is so much easier than falling out. Yet, statistically we will do it with the flip of a coin. I disagree that it is in the kiss. I believe it is in the eyes, the windows to our soul (Which, thanks to technology like MRIs that look deep into our brains, has long been the easiest access we have.) and the LOOK, the momentary glance that reaches inside you and shakes you from within. So, do you think Barbara did the right thing by following her heart? What would you do if you fell for a married person? If you are committed in union with another, how do you deal with the flirting they receive from others?
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