I’m about to go off on a Biblical rant, so if this is offensive to you, leave now. Shoo! Don’t turn around. You might turn into a pillar of salt.
I grew up in a religious family and went to Christian school. There’s one story in the Bible I have hated as far back as I can remember.
Jacob goes to a well and finds Rachel there with her sheep. He kisses her, and she runs home to tell her father that there’s this guy at the well who is his nephew (and maybe that he kissed her too, who knows?) So Jacob hangs around and finds out there are two sisters, Leah, the older, who’s weak of eye (whatever that means...I’ve always, thought that maybe she wasn’t so cute, but she was smart) and Rachel who’s a hottie.
Jacob falls in love with the hottie and tells her father he’ll work 7 years for her. After all his work, the father slips Leah in in place of Rachel, and Jacob doesn’t discover until morning (Puh-leeze!) that he spent the night with Leah instead of Rachel. Jacob asks why the trick. Father says its their custom to marry off the older daughter first. Jacob makes a deal and gets Rachel too. But, she doesn’t have kids, Leah does, yadda, yadda, yadda.
I began calling this Rachel-Leah syndrome years ago. For me, it’s when smart men fall for hot women that aren’t their equals in any way. They’re men who belong with smarter women, but they’ve thought with their dick instead of their brains, and wind up with Rachel instead of Leah. Which leaves the Leahs looking at these men wondering what the hell happened that they wound up with those Rachels.
So, I’ve read a little into the story. Don’t like it? Wipe me down with a moist towelette.