Of course. That was the stage BEFORE the pendulum swung too far. That was the real, actual, important issue that was obliterated by the rising tide of insanity. How many women might have kept quiet about a date rape ebcause they didn’t want to get swept up in some crazy lynch mob?
Why do you think a lot of women don’t like calling themselves feminists any more? Because they don’t want to be associated with that kind of madness.
Might I suggest OkCupid.com instead? It’s free and a lot more fun! That’s how I met my Dewey and we’ve been together 11 months so far.
I have this whole little advice rant I give to people who are doing the online dating thing, but I won’t hijack it here. Unless y’all will agree that it’s a lesson learned while dating?
OkCupid seems to think my best matches are 20-year-old unwed mothers, chain-smoking lesbians, and women who wear their shrill bitterness like a badge of honor. I think its matching algorithm needs a bit of work, although it does provide for an occasional Onion-esque moment of humor.
Mr. Neville was in college at the University of Maryland at the time, and he did experience some of that, if indirectly. Some women’s group on campus (I am hazy on the details, since I didn’t start college until the following year) put together a list of all the names of men at the University, and headlined the list “These men are potential rapists”. Mr. Neville was there at the time, so my understanding is that his name was probably on that list. I’m married to a potential rapist. I tease him about this, sometimes.
He got me a stargazer lily and gave it to me when we met for lunch today, because he knows I’m feeling stressed this week.
You need to work that angle. When you meet a new woman, tell her, “I don’t know what it is…women get together with me, we have wild, meaningless sex and they cater to my every whim for about six months. Then it’s over. It’s like it guarantees they will meet and to the man of their dreams.”
Well, I want to hear about it…why not. thats what this thread is for…
and an update…
I have been on match.com for two weeks with nothing happening…That was a wasted $34.95…but I blow more than that on shoes so whatever…I will try what you suggested. But if ONE man asks me to show him my tits, toes or to watch him yank his “love pole” I am filing a grevience with someone that gives a crap…and to Dr. Phil…I want a refund…