The court hereby finds you guilty of being a bastard...

There's two different women in Manhattan suing a man because he seduced them into sexual relationships on Yahoo Personals and broke their hearts; he was pretending to be single when he was, in fact, married with three kids. Their broken hearts qualify under the law as extreme emotional distress, they say, and they apparently feel they are entitled to financial compensation.

The guy's a prick, and definitely deserves to be place-kicked in the scrotum. But a lawsuit? Please. Being a soulless sleazeball is certainly not desirable, and puts one somewhat below the domestic garden slug in the natural order of things; but last time I checked, it wasn't illegal. The court system is hopelessly clogged and backed up enough as it stands; these women need to accept that they got fucked over and move on, instead of wasting the time of the judiciary with their goddamned wounded feelings. In all likelihood, that guy's wife is going to cut off his balls, divorce his sorry ass, and take half his money; what more could you really want?

I do have to admit that certain parts of this story make me chuckle perversely: apparently, he made liberal use of the term "soulmate" during the course of his seductions and claimed that he had been married to each one of them in a past life. And they just ate that shit up. For fuck's sake, ladies, keep your eyes open and your wits about you. Seduction can have just as much a sporting mentality as football, boxing, or, for that matter, war; winning is everything, tactics and ploys are everywhere, and (sadly) it isn't cheating if you don't get caught. Any man that calls you their 'soulmate' is either a kook, a clingy/dependent desperate emotional parasite, or a predator. The end.