When a woman tells her friends that she is getting married, they are all excited, jump, hug, etc…, then they start sharing ideas about the wedding and planning it; of course, there is also the consummate single who will think deep “why her?”
When a man tells his friends that he is getting married, they first think it’s a joke, then they ask him if he’s crazy, and why, why…why? If he is serious, they congratulate him, and as always looking for the best in the situation, they are excited, jump, hug, etc….then they start sharing ideas about the Bachelor Party and planning it…bachelor Party…whoooo!!!!
The best part about being part of a wedding for me was the Bachelor party…the combination of alcohol, music and naked woman was probably to me why men are afraid to die and leave the earth…
“Drink a lot, party like crazy and have naked women, for this is the sole duty of man” (TheManbook, Chap 2, verse 6)…sounded so real to me. After all, this is why men work, to have a lot of money, so they can have power, and party with naked women…clubs, bars, etc…are nothing but a diluted, moderate version of strip clubs; without sensitive intrusive people, all we’d have are strip clubs….
To indulge in the event of a Bachelor party carries two traditions, (1) burying with salvo your youth, and celebrating the end of your bachelor life; (2) enjoy for the last time, the joy, bliss and freedom of your single life.
It sounds noble and almost fair for your buddy who wishes you the best final night before you head in prison….Prison?
Yeah, prison, the more I am engulfing into my Christian life and contemplate marriage, the more I am puzzled about this once sacred tradition. For one, I wonder what is it I am really celebrating, and why the typical formula of a bachelor party is needed.
To begin, if you made the decision to get married, it is probably because you are tired of your single life; so yes you should celebrate its end. The issue is that to celebrate the end of your single life with all the perks of the single life sounds more like temptations to me…if I spent all my life as a bachelor, why do I need one last night that in most cases is better than the average nights of my single life? If anything it will make me want to stay single. Then there is this all stripper, prostitute tradition, why would I want to dance on a thin line before my marriage? What if things go out of hands…do I really want to begin my next life with a secret? Finally, looking at the bachelor party like the last night of freedom is quite a way to make a man appreciate his decision, and you wonder why so many have resentment for their spouses.
I want to bury my single life, and I will celebrate its end, but I do not want to remember it with memories of booze, fun, dances and naked women…because the bitter the memories of my single life, the greater my appreciation for my wife.
The Bachelor party is rightfully a party to bury the bachelor life; but the party should lead to the celebration of the future wife and marriage, not create a memory bank of sexy events where to withdraw emotions from when the marriage is temporary overdraft. But since the groom-to-be is rarely in charge, if he is Christian…here is the time to take a stand.
In the case where you are single but Christian, you are torn between the chances to have some wicked fun with an already made excuse, or find way to pass, and get a rain check at the wedding...tough tough...
Truth is, the more you enjoy other people's Bachelor Parties, the less the chance you'll have your own...
P.S: By the way, same goes for the bachelorette party as well…..

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