Understanding

Sometimes I wonder if I will ever understand people. Why they do the things they do just make no sense some time. Here is a perfect example of what I am talking about. <br />n<br />n<a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5jY3ZMppF10w0Lpa0uEWVgvpvnj5gD8S7TUJG0">Dentist Claims Breast Rubs Appropriate</a> <br />n<br />nWhy would a Dentist jeopardize his professional life by giving breast rubs to female patients? Then to make the claim that it is part of an approved procedure is really a stretch for me. I can't understand this. The thought process that allows all this is strange.<br />n<br />nTo top this off though is the little bit at the end of the story.<br />n<br />n<blockquote>Deputy Attorney General Jeffrey Phillips gave Lew three new complaints, including one from a 31-year-old woman who said Anderson fondled her at least six times over two years.<br />n<br />nShe took to wearing tight shirts with high necklines, "and Anderson would still get in under her shirt and bra," according to a police report.</blockquote><br />n<br />nSo let me ask you women out there, if your Dentist was reaching up your shirt and rubbing or fondling your breasts would you take it from him and continue to go back to him or would you slug him as he tried? I find it completely unbelievable that the woman kept going back to him after he did it the first time. Can anyone explain to me why the women would continue to go back. My mind can't figure it out.<br />n<br />nPeople, I can't understand them and I guess I don't want to. It would scare me if I really understood these things.<br />n<br />n<strong>Home is not where you live, but where they understand you. Christian Morgenstern</strong>