Oh, how the mighty have fallen! Astronaut (what a cool sounding job) Lisa Marie Nowak has been charged with attempting to murder a “romantic rival.” When I read the story this morning, I dismissed it. Crazy fool, I said to myself. Then I thought about some of the things I’ve done in the name of “love.”
As I believe sexual relations belong within the bonds of matrimony and that women who “put out” diminish themselves in untold number of ways, I’m not too sympathetic toward heartbroken adulteresses or shack up girlfriends or other paramours. (Does anyone use that word?)
Former astronaut Mrs. Lisa Marie Nowak apparently was laying up with one Bill Oefelein, astronaut, and went to the Orlando Airport allegedly to kidnap and/or kill a woman named Colleen Shipman, who Nowak suspected of also laying up with Oefelein. Nowak walked up to Shipman’s car in disguise, asked for a ride, started crying when rebuffed, and sprayed pepper spray in the car when Shipman rolled down the window.
Nowak had gloves, a BB gun, steel mallet, a four-inch knife, rubber tubing, and trash bags in her car. The former astronaut said she just wanted to “talk” to Shipman. Norwak faces first-degree attempted murder charges. Good grief. She’s in serious trouble.
Pictured above is Nowak pre-dumb crime, Nowak post-dumb crime, and Susan Smith, the nitwit who drowned her precious sons (the baby was still strapped in his car seat) because the guy she was in “love” with didn’t want kids. This woman still breathes, although she should be buried six feet in the ground, having succumbed to a lethal combination of poisons flowing through her veins. But her jury didn’t want her dead. Oh, well. 
But enough of that! May I assume most of my readers have never killed or attempted to kill anyone for “love?” Sure, we’ve all done a few stupid things for similar reasons. What these women did had nothing to do with love, and most likely, neither did our strange/dumb/embarrassing episodes. It’s all about selfishness, too little self-respect, and a whole lot of stupidity.
What was the strangest/dumbest/most embarrassing thing you ever did for “love?” If it was something illegal or unsuitable to mention in mixed company, tell us about the second (or third) most strangest/dumbest/most embarrassing thing you ever did for “love.”
OK, I’ll go first. Many moons ago, while visiting my family, I was so lovesick over this guy I couldn’t eat, sleep, or think straight while separated from him for two weeks one week (even worse). And we’d met only a few weeks before that (!). I was living in a different state and hadn’t seen my family in close to a year, but my mind was preoccupied with him. What was he doing? Who was he doing it with? He called me only once today. Why hasn’t he called again?
My behavior definitely was dumb. The quality time I could have spent with my loved ones was wasted thinking about some guy. A few weeks after I returned to where he was, the “romance” was over.
Now, that was for “love.” I’ve done much dumber and downright dangerous things for reasons other than love. Drunkeness played its part in my life’s most dramatic moments, but that’s a topic for a different post.
Your turn!
(Source for second photo: Red Huber, Orlando Sentinel)
