M once set a blog up to cuss-all-she-can on her boyfriend's querida, C created a fake social network account in her boyfriend's name to disclose the number of women he impregnated, and Y posted hate mails on her site, all addressed to le boyfriend.
Men, beware. The wrath of women knows no boundaries. It will haunt you whenever, wherever a "Search" field is found, with very specific tags so that as far as cyberspace is concerned, you have nowhere to hide.
Women, I'll take your method any day over slitting wrists, drugs, and acid-throwing BUT be warned. Even after your rage has died down and you thought you deleted all the fake accounts you've created, the web is full of creepy crawlies waiting in their caches to save eeny teeny weeny bit of information. Okay, this is starting to get annoying; let me cut to the chase.
When women get hurt and angry, we tend to forget all sense of dignity and declare an all-out (virtual) war against the person(s) who wronged us. Hence, we tend to do things that are embarrassing and hurtful. And yes, hiding behind an alias or nick doesn't make it any better. We're smart enough to know that it won't change a cheating boyfriend or make a virgin out of a slut. So at the end of the day, in spite of a momentary feeling that we got even, we really just wasted our time and energy on a good-for-nothing pig.
Men, be man enough to stick to just one woman.
Women, who are we kidding?
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