Here, again, obviously, I am employing the word “we” to protect myself. I want these things. I drink in the spectacle of bad behavior. I have a penchant for assholes. Which is an uncomfortable thing to say. But important. To pretend that there’s no allure to bad men is to sidestep reality. The women around these men stack up like cordwood. Certainly some part of the allure comes from the man’s badness.
