Father Failure

Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes had a baby. A girl named Suri, or something. It means Red Rose.

Charmaine and I were betting they’d get married first. We were wagering on a wedding.

We lost.

Katie Holmes

with her parentsKatie’s dad was central in her life. We thought Katie’s dad would put some boundaries on their passion. Until the knot was tied.

Charmaine wrote last year,

The tabloids are all agog with word that Katie Holmes has stated to the world that she will remain a virgin until she marries.

And now she’s dating Tom Cruise (not really a Top Gun, but played one in the movies).

The tabloids have reported breathlessly that Cruise filled Katie’s room with dozens of red roses…

Of course, we’ve seen this scenario before with other starlets. But my vote is with Katie. Why? Look at that picture of her with her parents. Both of them. While other reporters are fixated on the wolf with red roses, I’m interested in what she has to say about the other man in her life — her father: She consults him on every major decision, and “He always tried to intimidate boys who wanted to date me,” she says (according to Sky Showbiz )

It’s a dad thing. In every culture.

So now Your Business Blogger is really worried. We have three daughters. We’re determined to protect the little women from the wolves. With W. Bruce Cameron’s Rules.

We get lots of advice on girls dating, these days.

Sheila Lennon from The Providence (R.I.) Journal reported that, after reading my rules,

I chuckle, since my dad once met a dubious date with hammer in hand. I eluded parental controls as necessary, nonetheless. Mr. Yoest, you don’t have a chance.

Sheila, this is not helpful.

So. I’ve some extra work to do. Extra vigilance. Civilization depends on it. On me.

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Thank you (foot)notes:

See Meatloaf’s Wolf With Red Roses at the jump. The passion.

See Charmaine’s Need for Social Censure.

And Values.

Basil’s Blog has another picnic.

Outside the Beltway has Traffic Jam. And be sure to visit Mensa Barbie. Smart girl.

Meatloaf,

On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?

Would he offer me his mouth?

Yes

Would he offer me his teeth?

Yes

Would he offer me his jaws?

Yes

Would he offer me his hunger?

Yes

Again, would he offer me his hunger?

Yes

And would he starve without me?

Yes

And does he love me?

Yes

Yes

On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?

Yes

You took the words right out of my mouth. . .

© by MeatLoaf