If the heroine (Mandalay Molly) of my satire of films of the early 30s, East of Samoa, is obviously Marlene Dietrich, the hero (Johnny Glissando) is just as obviously Gary Cooper. Here is the song he sings to explain why he refuses to commit to one woman. I think the lyric may be
even more applicable today.
Gotta Go It Alone
Birds of a feather
Flocking together
Are part of what I am condemning;
That goes for sheep, too,
And Little Bo Peep, too---
If there's one thing I ain't
It's a lemming.No restraints,
No controls,
No commitments
Or pigeonholes---
A fella like me
Gotta go it alone.No delays,
No dead weight,
Slaves and vassals
Merely vacillate---
A fella like me
Gotta go it alone.Only a fool can afford to
Make any permanent ties;
Damn every chain and each cord, too,
Umbilical or otherwise.Wedding bells
Have no appeal,
A cottage small
Is a small Bastille---
That's why
A fella like me
Gotta go it alone.