Are Men Stupid or is it Just Me?

I've been alive a couple decades now, and I've been noticing some very downward trends in the quality and mental prowess of mankind. Specifically, Man. I've played the girlfriend, I've played the mother, I've played the chick friend of a group of guys, and I've played bystander. With every instance, I see more and more proof that men are just plain idiots. And they enjoy being as such. Or should I be more specific in saying "Men are idiots around women".

What is it? What is it about a female that suddenly turns a perfectly normal human being of the opposite gender into a brainless insensative clayhead? So many different situations, yet the same circumstance occurs. The guy is playing himself the chump card. Please, amuse yourself or categorize yourself with the examples below. Most of the names have been changed. The ones that haven't have told me they are proud of their actions and don't give a damn.

1. Case in point - Marie and Adj were room mates of mine for a time, and they were dating two guys, Eric and Adam. Both of the guys were 19, and very devoted to them. These guys would do anything for their girlfriends, and kept a very open relationship communication-wise. Yet Marie and Adj treated them like crap. They yelled at them, made them sleep on the couch, made them fetch and carry like servants semi-constantly and cheated on them. Now neither of these guys were bums, they had jobs and transportations, they took Adj and Marie out to places, hung out with friends, and were polite to parental units. But time after time, I'd see my two room mates go out dressed up all "hot", leaving the guys home with me to play video games and whine. before they'd leave, usually I'd get confided in that they were going to meet some other guys and "have a little fun".
   
   This put me in an awkward position. I hold no ill will towards the guys, and hated to see them completely clueless about this whole thing ( I tried the whole prompting thing " Hey Eric, where do you think they went off to this time?" I got shrugs and that they were probably hanging out with the girls), but there's that whole female sisterhood thing, where it's not my place to interfere. And the fact that they usually brought their girlfriends home to meet Eric and Adam should have been a clue that these night-time forays weren't girltalk time.
   
   But with all this going on, Marie and Adj treating them crappily, they still worshipped the ground my room mates walked on. What does this say? That men appreciate being treated badly and taken for granted. Moving on.
   
   
   

2. Case in point - I ran with a punk crowd for a while, of which there was a boy named Nick and a girl named Lauren. Lauren was a self-proclaimed lesbian, who dabbled in men every once in a while. Not bi, just a dabbler. Nick had been her friend since forever and a day, and they were always hanging out. Nick had been crushing on Lauren for the longest time, and trying to subtly get closer to her, even though she told him that yes, while she fooled around with other guys, she didn't want to ruin what they'd had friendship wise by doing things with him. Regardless, Nick was hopelessly entangled in the magic he saw in Lauren, and repeatedly turned down other girls in favor of just hanging out with her. She felt awkward, and tried to get him to hang out with other people, and date other girls, but Nick steadfastedly refused. Lauren even went so far as to foo around with one of Nick's best guy friends, Alex Remos. (We'll hear more about this bastard later). Nick was hurt, but kept at his vigil and carried the torch for Lauren.
   
   
   It's two years later now, and Lauren the self-proclaimed lesbian left overnight  6 months ago for Detroit to elope with some low-life band member of a no-name band I wouldn't even pay $6 to see at the Fireside. Nick followed her to junior college, and even supported her for a year when she got kicked out of her house. One night he came home from his job at 7-11, and found her gone and all her things gone. No note, no call,  not a word of thanks, just gone. I found out where she went and told him a couple weeks later.  
   
   
   He's still there, working at 7-11, writing her letters almost every day, and hoping someday she'll come back to him. What does this prove? Men are obsessive weaklings / posessive obsessives.
   
   
   

3. Case in point - The mother and father of my god daughter Toni have issues. That's why Toni is at my house alot, and has staked out most of my old stuffed animals as her personal chew toys. ( Mr. Bun-bun NOOOOO!)
   The problem is, Toni's mother is a manipulative, evil, conniving wretched woman who dislikes having a child, ignores her daughter, and hits her husband. Yep. Rare, but true. Steve is an abused husband. He's a sweet quiet guy who likes to paint and would love nothing more then to stay home with Toni and let Toni's mother be the breadwinner of the household, being that she has a law degree, and a job at a firm in Chicago. But a year ago, Toni's mother decided that she was being taken advantage of by Steve, being that he painted and sold his work for a living and took care of Toni, rather then being Mr. Man, bringing home the lion's share of the money (her own words). This stepped up the mistreatment of Steve, Toni, and to top it off, Toni's mother quit her job to stay at home with Toni to prove some point. Everyday, Steve goes to work at a grocery store, earning just above minimum wage when he was earning three times that painting and selling his work. Every day Toni's mother sits on her ass, complains, and usually sends her 2 and a half year old daughter to my house to be played with, bathed, tutored ( I'll get that kid into Harvard by age 6, so help me) and cared for until Steve comes to get her. She doesn't take care of Toni, just watched soap operas. I've known Steve for years, and I remember when he had a spine. He's miserable, he can't paint, and his wife smacks the hell out of him regularly. But he won't leave her, because he thinks that somehow. life could be worse for him.
   What does this prove? I don't know exactly. It just sucks.
   
   
   

Now that we've seen side A of men, the yes-please-treat-me-bad I'll-love-you-all-the-more-for-it. Let's move on to side B.

Please, I DO so want to read more of this.