The Real Life game of Risk

I was having a conversation last night with a guy I've known for a number of years and the game Risk came up. I challenged that I could beat him at Risk even though said guy has actually been in the military and is a Republican (he somehow thinks Repubs. are more strategic than Dems., whatever). So what, besides my political science background and stunning intellectual prowess, qualifies me to make such a claim? Simply put, I'm a girl.

I know, stop the presses, this just in, put it on the Time Square ticker, but think about it, woman are a very strategic species (yep, we're a new species now). All of our interactions with other people, especially other females, are measured in economic factors (rate of return, supply vs. demand, gross domestic product) and politics (what can I tell this person to get what I want, how many people is this person connected to).

We all fight battles to try and win the war that is life. The biggest battles we fight though are those that involve love. We battle others and we battle our potential partners. I know I at least need to know that my partner in life can sustain a good debate with me. I honestly do not want to be sitting on the couch with him when we're 60 years old and not be able to carry on a conversation let alone not have that passion that comes with two people taking different side of an argument and defending their positions (seriously this is the sole reason why I would marry a Republican, having a civil, passionate debate is so hot!).

The battle with others, now that's just plan fun. Now, I'm not talking about stealing married men away from their wives, that's child’s play, easy shit, and quite honestly pretty low. I'm talking about battling other girls for a guy's affection. I may be a little bit evil and it may be my guilt pleasure but winning is such an awesome feeling! Ok, ok, I realize that this might sound a little freaky to some people but I have a wicked competitive streak in me, and honestly what I'm talking about is no different than winning a sporting competition this time though it's life/love. Think what you will but it is so much fun looking at a person's face when they realize that they've just lost the prize (seriously how is the view from the pavement?). I forgot to preface all this though with make sure the prize you're fighting for is one you want to keep and not one you're going after because you just want that feeling of winning.

One down, one to go. Unfortunately, it's the harder of the two. Can she do it? I might need a Hail Mary play on this one.