Monthly Archives: October 2017

How Long Is Too Long?

How long is too long to stay in the dating market?

The chief reason for the emotional unease and psychological unpredictability of the vast number of contemporary females and to a lesser degree, current males exist in in the unattainable pressure between our antique natural tradition and the relatively fresh development of the technological drifting world of unmatched mate choice we now occupy. 

It would be a certain shock to the majority of current generation beings to passage back in time and observe how humans lived a more tribal existence. Women getting married in their mid-teens and giving birth only a matter of years later were the norm.  There are still some cultures living in this manner as of today. However, the majority of the western population live a contrasting lifestyle whereby family formation is habitually delayed until the mid-30s, if at all.

One significance of this new architype is the ridiculous amount of years consumed in the dating circuit.

Women are intended by nature to begin reproduction in their early to mid-20s.  Their danger of miscarriage or foetal irregularities only seem to increase year on year after that and radically so after the age of 35.  Her body initiates to wear down which affects how much dynamism she can dedicate to raising her spawn.  If she is unable to discover an appropriate mate by her late 20s she will begin to notice that those influential feelings of passion she felt for crushes in her youth, flawlessly formed by evolution to convey a man and woman together to reproduce, now seem subdued and muddled.  This in-turn will sap the dating experience of the finest elements it has going for it – namely, the impulsiveness, the elation, the powerful drive to connect – and leave behind a carcass of the emotion that more closely resembles bargaining over a commercial deal or suffering through a boring interview.  Overthinking substitutes lust.

It is an embittering realization.

Men haven’t been excluded from this change.  In the times gone before us, a man exercised his hard earned-social proofing and material wealth into courting that one special sweet heard over the peak mating years in his lifespan. Before the existence of birth-control, there was an age when the first cherry-popping raw dogged blast inside a woman often lead to conception followed by decades of parenthood. This meant that for men, there was obviously a limit on just how many female sex partners the average man could accrue in a lifetime.  The laborious involvement in winning over and keeping the best quality woman, he could afford and then providing for their kids soon thereafter meant that serial dating was not a typical feature of life.  Dating dozens of diverse women annually and jumping arbitrarily in and out of mini-relationships is a characteristic of modern life for which men are not adjusted to.  The energy obligation is vast.  Men have altered to this demanding cycle of meet-attract-close-keep by either settling and marrying the first girl that would have them or by toughening themselves against the decision of women and learning to play the numbers game.

The Sex and The City lifestyle which adds glamour to playing musical man chairs is a stark contrast to our male ancestors who were often locked out of any future matings when a pickup attempt went crooked and the target or cockblock would run and tell the whole tribe what a loser he is.  Today, the proximity of exes has very little influence on possible future conquests.  For men, this has bought them almost limitless opportunity to get laid.  For women, this has mugged them of one of their most potent weapons in ensuring that only the fittest males get access to their vaginas — the contemptuous ostracization of their sexual rejection.

On the flipside, men have lost assurance in the fidelity of their chosen partners while women have attained an unstigmatized sexual freedom allowing them to play the field until in their eyes, the perfect man finally arrives to sweep them off their feet.

What a time we live in..

The Peak

I was sitting on the New York Metro on my summer trip to America where I overheard two guys talking. One seemed like a corporate professional and the other are more creative type. The conversation was pretty interesting and goes something like this:

Corporate Guy (Guy 1): “It really blows being a young guy going into college these days, it’s implied to them that Gays and Tranny’s are superior, girls are snowflakes and men are just rapists and sperm donors”

Artsy Guy (Guy 2): “I think a young guy being gay is the easy way out, you’re seen as cool and you have so much of a support network built around you to assist you. That’s something no straight guy would get, we are like public enemy number 1”

1: *Laughs* “Instead we are rapists and misogynists!”

2: “It’s a rough deal for any young guy in his late teens, I mean by that age, you’re probably still looking like a boy, not built and haven’t developed your style or charm fully”

1: “Well.. girls at that age have already been riding dick for a few years also so they expect a ton from guys their age which guys simply won’t be able to deliver”

2: “Compare an 18 year old guy to an 18 year old girl, The girl has probably a couple dozen sexual partners and isn’t going to get much hotter than what she is, she’s almost at her peak.  The guy is probably nowhere near as mentally developed about women  as they are about men and has a few years to hone himself into something”

1: “Yeah little wonder why most normal girls prefer guys older than them”

2: “Remember that girl Dom used to bang, she was like 19 or 20, and he was 30, she used to bitch to him about the dudes she met at College and how much they sucked, and then Dom just laid her out and treated her like shit but she just came back for more to avoid being stuck around frat dudes all day”

1: “Having a son at that age would suck, dropping them hard truths on how girls are skanks and not what they seem, it would shatter the kid”

2: “Hah, well I had no one to tell me so…

1: “Isn’t that why you lost your virginity last week? Haha”

2: “Having a mentor or someone to guide you is way better than not knowing at all”

1: “Yeah, that I agree with”

I sat there listening to this while on my trip uptown and was amazed how many bitter truths were spat out on just a regular subway ride. Looks like guys are cluing up, in America of all places.