Steve the Scrote! A dissertation on Men on Sex and the City

Thanks to Netflix, I'm finally able to watch Sex and the City. It's been on for the majority of my life, however this is the first time I've ever watched it.

I haven't written anything on here in over a year, but Steve has forced my hand.

Miranda, a successful 30 odd woman, lives and works in Manhattan. She's a single lawyer who just bought her first apartment. Then she meets Steve. Steve is a bartender who talks like a mentally challenged child. Steve somehow gets Miranda to go out with him even though he sounds like Adam Sandler in Little Nicky.

Steve then starts badgering Miranda for a baby, and she's like - what are you crazy? He's like no! I'll watch him during the day and then go work at the bar at night! And she's like, what, so I can work 14 hours a day for this apartment then stay up all night with the baby? I was so overjoyed when she walked away from him the first time.

Then she goes back to him. And has a baby with him anyway. I was yellling at my television when she was deciding to keep his baby. I loved Miranda until that very moment.

To pour salt on the wound, when the baby comes, Miranda's apartment is too small for all three of them. So Steve forces her to move to a dump in Brooklyn. Miranda doesn't want to move to Brooklyn as she loves Manhattan. All her friends are there, her job is there, and cabs don't even go to Brooklyn. The house Steve wants HER to buy is run down. Steve has brought Miranda down so far on the socioeconomic ladder that she has no choice but to bite the bullet and move to Brooklyn. She then ends up acting as provider for him, his dog, the baby, and his mother. She is so strung out by her situation that she can't even relax on her own honeymoon.

Despite Steve, there are so many good men in that show. I loved Aiden, and Charolette's second husband Harry. Loved Samantha's boyfriend in season 6. I even loved Charolette's gay best friend. Have definite mixed feelings about Big.