The reason I call it “fascinating” is that the audience should, in fact, despair.
But not the male readers.
See, if you’re a female, you should be getting approached so often and so regularly, that the idea of a dating site should be anathema.
If you’re a female, you should be honing the already keen abilities nature gave you by practicing daily in the arena [suited better now than ever in human history] for your talents – the outside world.
If you’re female, you should be utilizing the tremendous [real life] social network it’s in your nature to create to locate available men and learn more about them to see if they meet your needs.
But the lamentable fact is, if you’re female, it’s very likely:
You’re not doing any of those things.
Instead, it’s likely you can’t even “see” any eligible men.
Because you don’t even know what you need.
You only know what you’ve been told you need.
Plus, being female, you have a severe aversion to going contrary to the sisterhood.
To compound matters further, all the “you go grrl”isms only make you feel shitty and still rarely – if ever – give you the courage to pursue the men you need.
As evidenced by the fact you get hundreds of messages a day as opposed to phone calls and dates.
Of course, the inevitable reply is:
“Those men would most certainly date or call me!”
Probably, yes.
But you don’t want any of them.
[In fact, the kind of man you want is very unlikely to be on a dating site, at all.]
And what good is a free lunch if you’re allergic to the contents?
What so many fail to grasp is this:
Young women have so much sexual marketplace power for one reason—
They need it.
The bitter Truth is any man can have his needs met by any woman.
What he needs is so very simple, just about any woman can do them.
[Willingness is another matter, entirely, but let’s not get off track.]
Yet women need so many things, not every man can give them.
Hence, they have the initial power of choice.
Will I ever get that amount of attention?
Hell, no.
But I’m a man.
I don’t need it.
If I see a woman I want, I go get her and make her mine.
I don’t need options because I can create them.
Women take what comes their way.
Much like Shelley’s poem, women have created a reality in which they are the most powerful being.
And it’s meaningless.
And on the pedestal these words appear: “My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!” Nothing beside remains: round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away.
In my prior post, I mentioned that I disagree with the ‘sphere approximately 10-30% of the time.
I’ll give my True readers an example.
If they promise to grab a drink, buckle up and get ready for a ride they’ll likely have to take more than once.
One of the main things I believe, contrary to the ‘sphere is:
“Just be yourself” is fantastic advice.
Everyone from the ancient Greeks to Sun Tzu advocated “knowing thyself” to achieve victory.
See, the problem isn’t the advice.
It’s the listener.
People hear that and think:
“Oh, so I’ll just keep on doing what I’m doing.”
What I’m telling you is, very probably, that’s not being yourself.
If you’re under the age of 70, you grew up with television, teachers and a million other influences that all combined to make the mess you currently are.
I’m saying that you, very likely, have no fucking clue who you are.
Instead, you rely on external sources to validate, guide, confine and define you.
You hide in video games and fashion magazines and reality TV and social circles.
All of which tell you who to be.
Are you really a drug addict?
Or are you running from a trauma?
Are you really fat?
Or have you just given up/continued bad habits you picked up in your youth?
If a woman with curly hair sees another woman, then sighs:
“I wish I had beautiful, long straight hair like that.”
Is she being herself by keeping her curls?
Or is she letting genetics tell her who she is?
Sure, there are some things we can never change about ourselves.
But you’d be amazed at how few they are.
I hate Louie CK but he nailed it when he said:
“Everything is amazing and nobody’s happy.”
You’re lucky enough to live in a era when information and technology can permit you to be exactly who you are to the core of your soul.
Yet, everything is telling you to be what they want you to be.
So stop listening to the internet, the television, society and – most of all – your parents.
Instead, sit down with a piece of paper and a pen.
Describe the person you feel you are.
Warts and all.
Then look in the mirror.
Then look around your abode.
Then start getting rid of shit, inside and out, that doesn’t match the page.
There’s a part of the Bible wherein a thief hanging on a cross next to Christ rebukes the other condemned with them.