In Continuum.

The second type of man knows what has to be done, but he is probably too lazy to do anything about it. He watches television all day when he isn't playing the computer all day. His hobbies include hanging out with his friends in a coffee shop, over at a friend's house to watch late night soccer, to go to the pub to drink beer, or all of the above when time permits in a single night. He loves to gamble, and sometimes gambles a little too much. The beer belly is starting to show, but he doesn't really care too much. He knows what is right and what is wrong, and he certainly knows that he loves his wife very very much. But he doesn't care, and he doesn't want to do anything. A perfect wife for this kind of husband would be the kind that cannot care less about him not caring at all. There are people I know who are together, who have been together, because one side cannot be bothered with the flaws or faults of the other. True love really should be more sugar-coated and full of rainbows, like fairy tales where the prince always rides upon the white horse to save the princess. But here it is, with its unconditional love, because they are just that into each other. Men like that are much easier for that, if you want to settle for them. Accommodation, then, would be a virtue that you'd have to have in order to tolerate him for the rest of your life. Good luck, and remain unconditional. 

The third kind of man does something not because he knows what he is doing, but because it has worked before and it should work this time around. Think about a man in his thirties, with his hair combed over to one side of his head and the thick glasses that rests on his nose is threatening to block his airway. He isn't exactly an attractive man, and he hasn't really been trying all his life at all. But he has a wife that he loves, and she loves him back very much. He has two children at home, two sons in fact, and he has a steady job in a bank and everything is coming along fine. When it comes to pleasing his wife, in bed or out of it, he isn't very good. He grew up with four brothers and never had a single female colleague until Junior College. Even then, he was in science stream, which meant that the female population was close to being non-existent. He never had a lot of experience with the ladies because his mother died while he was sixteen, and never actually went out with a lot of girls. This wife was also his first girlfriend, and everything else just worked after that. They do love each other, but then he isn't very good in the romance department. So his wife tells him what to do on her birthdays, on their anniversaries, and in bed every now and then. He knows that he has to do these things, because that is what married couples do. He knows, but he doesn't really know how to or why he needs to do them. He knows that it makes his wife happy, though, and to them that is more than enough. It may seem pathetic, but if it works - it works. 

The fourth type of man is hopeless, let me put it that way. They don't know what it is that should be done and what shouldn't be done, and yet they don't do anything to try to find out. These men have planets and galaxies surrounding them, because they are in the center of the universe. These men are also going to label themselves as being the victims, even if they are doing completely absurd things to their partners, for example. To deny responsibility, to deny any mistakes, that is what these guys do. When you see yourself as being in the center of the universe, then you do not see a need to change or improve upon yourself. Thus, nothing gets done, and you remain in a limbo - and you are proud of it. These men are not just ignorant, they are lazy about doing anything to their ignorance. When it comes to being with someone, I feel, you should try your very best to make it work, to make it happen. Once the chase is over, you lay down your weapons and you expect to be the sun all over again. It's ridiculous how some men could have that sort of attitude, and there are times when you can't help but feel like you want to slice off your penis just to distance yourself from them all. The worst part is probably the fact that type four is probably also the most common type of man in existence. 

With that said, type four seems to be referring to a certain someone that has been creating a fuss amongst my social community. This one person doing everything wrong by doing nothing at all. Or, just being himself has the ability to make someone else's life horrible. For the record, this person isn't anybody from my current school, so trying to guess it would be rather fruitless. It's just amazing how this person is, when you think about it, how he has been together with a friend of mine for a little more than three years and still treat her like some kind of commodity. He seems to be stuck somewhere between fourteen and fifteen years old, the time when your hormones are fired up and puberty has been right around the corner for a while. Remember that younger brother you hated when he was that age, the way he pretended to be mature when he really hasn't grown any armpit hair yet? That is the same guy we are talking about, only he is so much older that it is embarrassing just how childish he can be. The kinds of things he does can only described as one word: stupid. He doesn't know how to treat his girlfriend, though that is not to say that I know how to do it perfectly. But still, you can't get any worse than what he is doing, or not doing. In fact, doing anything is better than whatever he is doing. He treats her like a pile of cow dung, the one that loses his temper all the time, and the one that always demands an apology because he sees himself as being the victim, and thus always right, even when he is wrong. 

The friends are just sick and tired of the way he has been intolerant towards the tolerant girlfriend, the one who has been swallowing his bitter pills like trying to stuff a whole eggplant down your throat. She has been patient, accommodating, understanding, and most of all kind to this particular individual. She puts all the blame upon herself when it isn't her fault in the first place, and always takes the active step to set things straight, to patch things up, to work things out. She has been the one, and never him taking the initiative to do so, because he loses his temper and sinks into a lower point than he already is usually. It is OK if the way he blogs irritates the hell out of me, and it is OK if he seems to like the dumbest things in the world (my friend not included). But it is not OK when you are stepping on all our feet by treating your girlfriend, our friend, like trash. You don't do anything, and you don't try hard enough, even when you think that you do. You are doing all the worst things that a partner could do to another, and keep in mind that you don't have to cheat to hurt a person deep into the bones. Your stupidity has been taking a toll on her sanity, and all you can see is yourself being a pathetic victim in the bigger picture. You are self-centered, and you are pathetic. The fact that our friend tolerated you for that long a time should be considered a miracle of sorts, because you do not deserve her feelings at all, whatsoever.

So, everything stands upon the edge of complete destruction. The crumbling is coming close, and it is about to break apart. There are options to weigh, and the girl is weighing the options out in both her arms. There aren't a lot of options, and everything and everyone is pointing to the most obvious. Yet, he remains type number four, the one who doesn't know what to do and doesn't do anything to know. He carries on with his life, goes on with his little microscopic world of stupid cartoons, and disregards the toll he has on this poor friend of ours. Right after a hateful blog entry that is supposedly hidden because of a color change to blend into the background, he mentioned that he wants to watch a Japanese anime - life goes back to normal. It is as if nothing matters, his hurtful words were trivial. It is OK to stab someone in the heart, because he missed the liver. By the way, it really only takes someone to press control and A for he or she to see everything, idiot. So really, you aren't on top of things here with your self-proclaimed wisdom and genius. You are really right below all of us for being yourself, the side of yourself who do not try and choose to remain in the past as a stubborn little child that refuses to grow up. Simply, pathetic.