Why do the prettiest people do the ugliest things?

What prompts this is the recent disclosures regarding Tiger Woods. You can bet that when a cheater gets caught, it is not his first time cheating. And it is not as though he had Hilary Clinton for a wife, which would allow some mitigating circumstance. No, it is not so unusual that Tiger was an adulterer; so many are. But beyond the salacious details of his "indiscretions," (as Rick Pitino says), was the extraordinary juggling of over a dozen women simultaneously. I'd like to think that I've never cheated on my wife because I choose not to, though the painful truth may be that no one else would have me. Yet I'm quite confident that if I was a cheatin' weasel that there's no way I could attract and handle that many women. Sure, Tiger is young and handsome, but what possesses so many women to be involved with this married man? Yes, I know that many women like the bad boys, the powerful, and the hunks. But isn't the explanation just so much simpler? The guy probably makes $100 million a year.
Class envy? I think not; there's no class to envy here.
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