I dunno, I feel like sharing these thoughts. In the interest of creating a non-political discussion topic.
Those of you who are married, how did that work out for you? Those of you who aren't?
I used to really work it in the dating game, when I was in my 20s and 30s. I guess it's natural at those ages to really try to land attractive women. I did OK, nothing stellar but nothing particularly disappointing. I think I probably had most of the same misconceptions as most young men at the time. I was born in the mid-1960s so I was dating throughout the 80s and 90s. In High School I was a late bloomer but eventually landed a few of the girls who were (so I thought) the hottest in the school. I didn't carry through on that level of success in college, in fact did pretty poorly, but then things picked up again when I was in grad school.
But none of them was ever really a potential keeper, in my mind. Over all my general impression was, that if only the chicks were hotter, if only I ended up with someone that really turned my crank a lot, then I would be willing to stay with her. I had a strange sense, even right at the outset of relationships or "stands," that the girl wasn't good enough. I didn't mean to think of it in terms of something arrogant like, "I'm so much more desirable than her." That's not how it worked in my mind at all. It was just, "Gosh I hope she doesn't make me have to have sex with her again," a kind of automatic response. Or, "I think she's deliberately trying to turn me off, with that lesbian-dyke style outfit and the failed make-up."
I did fall for some of the feminist lies that were prevalent at the time. I'm willing to be politically rather feminist -- equal pay for equal work; no problem with women in the military or in corporate leadership -- but in relationships it wasn't working for me. I heard the stories, probably from my mother at first, and certainly from the politically-correct (we'd call them "woke" now) college protest crowd, that a relationship "should" be built on something less "shallow" than mere physical attraction. Stupid me, I tried to date girls that I didn't have enough physical attraction for. It really backfired on them, because it just meant I didn't want to continue the relationship.
For a while, after I figured out how to understand all of that, I really began to feel sorry for myself. "Why did I let them fool me?" I wondered, and I figured I had wasted my dating opportunities on uglies. Nice people, but since I really didn't want to have to fuck them, we weren't going to end up in long-term relationships, and now it's too late, I'm too old to actually land someone I consider a hottie. I'm almost 60, have remained single, and really I'm only attracted to 20 or 30 year old women's bodies. I did go back to another graduate program in my 40s, and I noticed that a lot of the 30s and 20s year olds I was in class with, were no more or less attractive than the girls in my previous graduate program, but by then I was a lot more cynical about it.
So after I got done feeling sorry for myself, I started to feel instead like I had dodged a bullet. Feminism and marriage, I now calculate, are dirty tricks engineered to entrap human males into permanent arrangements that we don't really want. Every girl I lusted after, and resented, from my college days, now shows up as an unpleasantly overweight middle-aged woman. And what's more? She isn't very cooperative or pleasant, either. They've gotten hard-edged and angry, as I have mellowed. They resent the fact that nobody gives a shit about their stupid opinions, now that they don't have perky tits. Well, my suggestion would be, get better opinions and people will care about them regardless of the perkiness of your tits; or, if you're going to rely on tit perkiness to bolster your stupid opinions, don't be surprised when people start ignoring you once your tits sag.
I notice the same thing in my mom's book club. I take care of my 80s-year-old mother, she goes off to monthly discussions with other drab round-faced round-armed mousy people, I just wonder how their husbands can stand the concept. These women read the books very poorly, come out with idiot opinions about them, don't notice ironic situations, are bored by books that don't have enough plot, think "Chicken Soup For ..." is the height of introspective philosophy, and yet they are angry that men aren't interested in their opinions. Or, more accurately, they're angry that the interest level has CHANGED from what they remember from back when they were hotties.
So I used to feel sorry for myself, and I sometimes still regret having missed the chance to date really beautiful women, and the other chance to raise a family. I have no dependents (unless you count my mother, I guess), that sets me free to monger as I choose. The grass is no longer greener, but it could have been. It's not romantically fulfilling at all, and interpersonally I wonder if I'm missing something. There must be some kind of long-term human growth and spiritual awakening that most people in permanent marriages have the benefit of, but that I'm not ever going to experience. Since I haven't had it, I don't know what it is, so I ask the married guys here, what did I miss? Do you regret locking yourself in on it?
I have a vaguely unprovable opinion, that marriage is a crock, especially if it's the typical North American materialistic thing. So I feel like, Ha! joke's on them! They convinced me to be all fucking woke and instead of that making me get entrapped into something unfulfilling and then trying to convince myself it "should" be happiness, I just rejected their woke relationships because I didn't want to fuck the uglier girls I was "supposed" to be attracted to. Sure sure, they were nice people, I'm sure they're kind to small animals, they fly kites and have nice singing voices, yadda yadda, but I wanted a hot and intelligent woman. And that was none of them. I lacked some kind of "game" or something, that they were looking for at the time (if I remember correctly, the best decoder for female behavior was "Sex and the City" at the time, which I would watch kind of like a Kremlinologist to try to surveille enemy secrets).
Too much information? Your thoughts?


Haha I hate reading paragraphs but I just skimmed this and I can wholeheartedly agree with all of your text. You lost me at the last paragraph haha but holy damn, you nailed it with the "I did fall for some of the feminist lies that were prevalent at the time. I'm willing to be politically rather feminist -- equal pay for equal work; no problem with women in the military or in corporate leadership -- but in relationships it wasn't working for me. I heard the stories, probably from my mother at first, and certainly from the politically-correct (we'd call them "woke" now) college protest crowd, that a relationship "should" be built on something less "shallow" than mere physical attraction. Stupid me, I tried to date girls that I didn't have enough physical attraction for. It really backfired on them, because it just meant I didn't want to continue the relationship."
However, I was born in the 90s and got separated from the love of my life just over 1.5 years ago. This is partly how this strip club obsession began and now I've learned my lesson after being taken for everything, literally, and also pretty much got left for dead the last time I ever saw her in our home (can't believe I still call it "our" home) in the local loony bin lol.
Long story short, I love the transactional stuff as long as the girl can fulfill the fantasy for that night.
I don't date anymore.
I don't seek out "the one" anymore.
I love solitude and sexy girls when I got time - just need to cut down on my drinking haha.
Besides that, life is way more chill.