I was recently at a movie, and there were several previews for romantic comedies. They all featured gorgeous women pining over one particular scruffy manboy who's entire life was predicated on sleeping around as much as possible. Let's take this apart.
First, these women are way too hot to be single at 30 unless it is voluntary. Yes, yes, argue whatever you want, it is bullshit. Women drop dead gorgeous enough to headline major hollywood pictures can get boyfriends. Oh, but what if she is picky, you say? First, fuck you. Second, once again, really? Fuck you. Okay, so she wants the perfect guy and she is waiting? Listen babe, superman ain't real, and everyone's gottle settle. Capice? There is, of course the possibility that she is crazy, and that this is why she is single. If so, well, then, fuck her.
Second issue.
Male star of movie / woman's love interest: I've been thinking man... maybe there is more to life than having sex with a different gorgeous woman every single night.
*Silence falls over the cafe. A record skips. A waiter drops his tray.*
Friend one: *Spits out coffee all over the neighboring table* WHAT? ARE YOU CRAZY? IF YOU SLEEP WITH THE SAME WOMEN TWICE YOU INSTANTLY GET ASS HERPES.
Basically, the problem is, there is no guy like that. These entire movies are predicated on the idea that it is really easy to find hordes of women willing to jump into bed with you. That it is really easy to sleep around. Guess what? It isn't. It is really, really difficult. And there are several movies all coming out at the same time predicated on this concept! Seriously, I really don't understand it. It is NEVER the choice between an unending carousel of meaningless sex with super models and settling down with one particular super model who is desperately in love with you and has all sorts of charming personality quirks and a 19 year old younger brother who thinks you are really cool (and has a good weed connect). It's usually the choice between your own fucked up sense of self esteem, derived from perceived but artificial idea of 'not being bound' to anyone, maybe having sex with one or two new people a month, and that is if you are really putting in serious game time, and some girl who is potentially dedicated to you, very human, probably farts, for some reason just LOVES Hillary Clinton, thinks your video game hobby is immature, and will never agree with you on the finer points of science fiction.
Where is that movie?
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