Mr. Nice Guy

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It is a well-known stereotype that “nice guys finish last.” I use the term “stereotype” loosely, because, at times, it can feel like a universal law of nature. Most of us know how it goes. Two guys, one nice; the other not, both vie for the attentions of the same girl. The nice guy is ever sympathetic, expressive, and kind, but for all his efforts, the other guy, effortlessly employing an uncanny maneuver called “Being a Jack-Ass,” gets the girl. Thus, in the most paradoxical of paradoxes, it is in being almost exactly what women claim to want that many respectable young men fail miserably. And it is miserable. There is no greater injustice or frustration than that which spawns from watching someone you care about: someone who is worth the world and more to you walk away with someone who, as often as not, couldn’t care less. I can think of no more appropriate context for the expression “like casting pearls before swine.”

Now, I will grant that not every male on the planet is a misogynistic asshole. A lot of guys are by default perceived that way because of the before mentioned theft of affections. However, if he proves himself respectable and honorable, I should think that an honest nice guy would eventually come to terms with the fact that girl-in-question could have done a lot worse. On the one hand, it is tragic that she’s with another man, but on the other, there’s a certain righteousness in the first man’s sacrifice. We’ve all seen Casablanca, (or, if you haven’t, you may be exactly the other kind of guy I mentioned). Other examples include A Tale of Two Cities, and The Phantom of the Opera. In each, the one man relinquishes the woman he loves that she might be happy in a life with another, and possibly a better, man. And ...

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...ppreciative of the nice guy. Of course, only in the rarest of circumstances is any path easy, and each requires it’s own type of strength and persistence, but I have faith in the nice guy and not just because cinema has conditioned me so. I deem faith in the nice guy to be a sort of faith in humanity, and personally, I have to believe that regardless of whatever else happens, something better will turn out for those that are good or even just nice.

And so it is that I tip my hat and raise my glass to that unfortunate brotherhood. To him that goes without to make others happier. To him that watches lesser men succeed where he cannot. To him that waits for others to discover what he already knows. To him that, rejection after rejection, carries on with determination.

To all of the Nice Guys that finish,

but most importantly,

To the Nice Guys that finish last.

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