“What is it about men!” Molly Whiteside asked (though it sounded more like a statement) as she filled the guys’ coffee cups after their arrival the other morning.
“You mean what makes us so loveable?” asked Dave Winston.
“Or steadfast and dependable?” wondered Cliff Murray.
“How about a tower of strength in an uncertain world?” wondered George McKenzie.
“No, I mean what gives men such big egos that they think women would be interested in pictures of their crotches sent over the internet,” Molly said.
“Hey, don’t look at me, I don’t even have a cell phone,” said George.
“Mabel and I were just talking back in the kitchen about this Jeff Bezos character who says he’s been blackmailed by the National Enquirer which has disgusting pictures he sent to his girl friend. I mean why would he think she’d be interested in such a picture?”
“I suspect she’d be looking beyond the obvious to the size of the wallet in his back pocket,” said Dave dryly. “After all, the guy’s worth billions after starting Amazon.”
“A few billion less since he has to pay off his wife who’s divorcing him,” chimed in Mabel from behind the counter.
“What I can’t figure out is how all of us men get lumped in when one guy gets caught doing something stupid,” wondered Cliff. “I mean, this was unusual enough it made headlines.”
“Yeah, well what about that former cabinet minister who had to resign because of the naked pictures he sent?” asked Molly.
“You mean Tony Clement?” asked George.
“Yeah, that’s the one,” said Molly. “Kinda makes you doubt the judgement of a guy who used to be in charge of spending millions of our tax dollars.”
“Especially when he actually wasn’t sending the pictures to a woman at all, but a bunch of overseas blackmailers who turned around and used the pictures against him.”
“Everything’s so efficient these days,” sighed George. “I mean social media even makes it easier for people to self-destruct.”
“How do you mean?” wondered Dave.
“Well this sort of thing wouldn’t have happened 40 years ago, before the internet. I mean first the guy would have had to take the picture and get the film developed.”
“And nobody’d process that picture,” called Mabel.
“Yeah, somebody had better judgement!” said Molly.
“So let’s just say he did somehow get the picture developed,” said George. “Then he’s got to send it by Canada Post who might lose it. Even if it’s delivered, the picture will never see the light of day unless the woman shows it to somebody. And even if the somebody was a reporter, it’d take a day or so before it got reported. People like us might sit around a table and talk about how disgusting this picture is but the only way we could comment would be if we wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and that would take days and by then there’d be new scandals to talk about. Now, with social media, all that can happen in hours.”
“And a guy can push his unwanted pictures on a whole bunch of women, not just one at a time”, grumbled Molly.
“I do hear that now and then women send naked pictures of themselves over the internet,” said Dave. “Nobody seems to complain about that.”
“Yeah, but she usually sends them to a boyfriend who later, after they break up, sends the picture to all his buddies,” said Molly. “I tell you, men are pigs!”
“Careful, insults often don’t lead to tips,” said George.
“Would I notice if I missed a day’s tip from you guys?” asked Molly while turning and stomping back to the kitchen.◊