10-Foot Pole

In the first few months after I moved to the U.S., I remember asking a girl out on a date.  When she agreed, I asked where I could pick her up.

“I’ll meet you there,” was her response.

Needless to say, I was a little mystified.  “No, I don’t mind picking you up,” I insisted.

“Well, I’d feel more comfortable just driving to wherever we’ll be meeting up.”  Then she added, “That way, if we’re not having a good time, we’re each just free to go.”

Wow.  That was interesting, and very enlightening.  Basically, what she was doing was hedging her bets — and from her body language, the unspoken message was that she was likewise uncomfortable in having me learn where she lived.

Culture shock, on my part.

Faced with that rudeness, I’m afraid I was rude in return.  “Tell you what:  let’s just go in three cars, to make it even more inconvenient.”

Needless to say, nothing ever came of the whole thing.  I later learned that at the time I asked her out, she was a couple months pregnant.  Bullet, dodged.

So you can imagine my surprise when I read this little story:

“One of my rules is, if a man doesn’t at least offer to send you a car for the date, whether you take it or not, no date!” said Savannah Pagnozzi, a Big Apple lifestyle influencer. “No. Absolutely not. We don’t do that.”

Look, I get it, when it comes to NYfC.  It’s not the easiest place to get around — I mean, forget about driving anywhere, whether it’s to pick up your date or even to get to the rendezvous.  And I could certainly see getting a car (Uber, cab, whatever) to take you to her place to pick her up.  That’s the gentlemanly thing to do.  But what this NYfC bint wants is to have a chauffeured drive to the place and  — no doubt — another carriage to take Princess home as well.

The sheer effrontery of this, from a woman who is at best marginally attractive (in Manhattan;  in L.A. or Dallas, she wouldn’t get a second look) just takes my breath away.  No doubt, she’ll probably want to see a personal financial statement from him during that first date as well.

Ladies, just remember:  if you’re not bringing much to the party, so to speak, you’re not really in any position to make demands of a first date.  To be blunt, you have no room to feel entitled just because you have a vagina — and especially so if it’s a well-trodden path, so to speak.

As for the guys:  take a hard pass when you’re confronted by this kind of attitude.

Those Genes

…and not those belonging to Sydney Sweeney, either.  This is serious stuff — and before you consign it to the “TL;DR” trope, allow me to draw you to this thought-provoking couple of paragraphs:

The development of farming and then animal herding greatly increased the number of humans—which continued to have evolutionary consequences for our species—and created productive assets (farms and animal herds) worth fighting over. Successful male teams (typically organised as clans) wiped out unsuccessful male teams and took their women as spoils.

Hence, there is a dramatic bottleneck in male lineages but not in female lineages. This pattern stopped with the development of chiefdoms and especially states, though not so much on the Steppes, whose states were more like super-chiefdoms and where intense competition over resources (and women) continued.

The whole article should be required reading for all faculty members in every university in the West.

Situation Vacant

This one gave me a chuckle:

Lando Norris’ model ex-girlfriend Margarida Corceiro shows off her incredible figure in a tiny blue bikini after split from Formula One world champion

Well, of course she would.  Her meal ticket has gone away, so now she has to put the merchandise back in the window.

It must be said, however, that without the current F1 World Championship and all his money, young Lando would not be regarded as much of a catch.

But it just goes to show that no matter how beautiful or attractive a woman may be, there’s always at least one guy who’s sick of all her bullshit.  Although, speaking personally, I think she’s completely unattractive:  way too skinny and no superstructure to speak of.  But that’s models for ya.

Maybe Not

Them times sure are a-changing… just not quite how Dylan envisaged it:

Tabitha Willett has sparked debate as she criticized ‘commuting men on their phones’ for not offering her a train seat – despite wearing a ‘baby on board’ badge. 

The Made In Chelsea star, 33, who is expecting her second child, took to Instagram on Tuesday to tell London commuters to ‘do better’. 

Sharing a short video of a busy train showing a number of people sitting and standing on their phones, Tabitha penned: ‘I don’t want to be a moan but… 

‘On the way back from the school run and a carriage full of men on their phones and no one stood up for a pregnant woman with a badge or elderly couple next to me. 

‘Do better London’.

Not gonna happen.

I mean, I myself will always stand up to offer my seat to a woman, pregnant or not.  But I’m not a younger man who’s had the shit kicked out of me since childhood by the public school system, by the media and by women in general for my toxic masculinity and frequent screams of “we can do anything that men can do”.

Well then, young men might say, you can bloody well stand on the train when there aren’t any open seats, just like men do.

And let’s be honest:  that passive-aggressive button (“Baby On Board”?  give me strength) isn’t going to help matters.

Back in the day, of course, such boorish and selfish behavior from younger men would have sparked a response from other men in the railway carriage, said miscreants being hoisted out of their seat by the collar, with maybe a few solid cuffs to the head thrown in.

Now?  No chance, chickie.

And you can think your ultra-feministicals for that, because men have a simple response for when the rules of the game are changed to their detriment:  they just stop playing.

Manners and courtesy, you see, have always been an indulgence and not a duty.  And the days of indulgence are over.

Like I said:  I’m not going to change;  the habits and manners of a lifetime are too ingrained in me for that simple rejection.  But when young men have never been taught those simple manners, those lubricants of polite society, and even been chided that said manners are arrogant and prime examples of The Patriarchy / Toxic Masculinity…

Well, they’re just going to stay in their seats.  As they should.

Pussification Without All That Swearing

Doug Ross has put together an invaluable series of charts explaining the feminization of our society.

He’s probably one of the most incisive bloggers on Teh Intarwebz.

My favorite (in an ironic sense):

From a personal perspective, I know for a fact that I couldn’t work in any of today’s corporations:  I’d be fired before midday on Day One.  What makes it all the more galling is that I also know for a fact that I would be a more competent manager — even at my advanced age — than pretty much any corporate VP of today… provided that I’d be allowed to actually, you know, manage.