You've probably heard by now that Hugh Hefner was dumped by Crystal Harris, Playmate and his fiancé (six decades his junior, that dog!), five days before they were supposed to wed.
I've been able to facebook friend dozens of Playmates and Playboy models, and from what I've heard, most of them immediately reacted to that news by saying, essentially, that the runaway bride ain't nuttin' but a bitch. They note that she announced she was leaving Hef at the altar the same day her single dropped (has anyone heard it? Didn't think so) and recently tried to pawn off the $90,000 engagement ring he gave her (and, apparently, didn't ask her to give back). Gold digger, they say. And it looks like they're right.
But if you think Hugh Hefner was hurting over this sudden change-of-heart from someone who wanted to pledge her life to him, you don't know Hef. The man who introduced porn to America -- and thus should be idolized as a God by all heterosexual men, like me -- has been able to fuck tons of impressionable, nubile women who wanted to get naked in the pages of his magazine.
And the guy's still got it. If evidence that he bagged Harris wasn't enough, he was able, after a breather, to hook up with one of his Playmates, Anna Sophia Berglund. And now he's able to get yet another girlfriend, another PM, Shera Bechard. Hef, who had a trio of "Girls Next Door" to fuck in rotation, is back to being polyamorous.
So that's why I find it very hard to symathize for him. It was horrible what Harris did. But Hef has and always will be a player. If he was so goddamn heartbroken, he wouldn't've dove so quickly back into the pool of babes he has at his disposal.
In fact, this surprise dumping may not be a "surprise." I don't have any evidence, but this arrangement seems too ... dramatic to appear to be genuine. Harris knew what she was getting into, and yet she decided to make news by dumping her man several days before a wedding? Hef knew what he was getting into, and yet he just decided to let her go without even a plea of, "Why are you doing this to me, Crystal?!" And they seem just ducky living apart when they were supposed to wed, for better and for worse (weight of those words excepted) 120 after their break-up.
What I'm saying is, the timing of this seems designed for maximum tabloid exposure. I don't think Mr. Hefner would stoop to such publicity; he seems like an old-school, classy guy, his empire of porn notwithstanding. But then again, I don't know him personally. (Though I did get a coffee table book signed by him once when I was in college, where I could've enrolled in a course on the First Amendment that he lectured.)
I like the guy, I really do. But for those hot Playmates who feel sorry for him and thus cheer for him that he's "recovering" nicely, please. He's 85 years old and yet can pull as much tail as he wants. And he has always been able to. I feel sympathy for neither party in this one. Just stick your ossified penis into as many of your father figure-starved "employees" as you can, sir.
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