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April 25, 2007
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Still behind on my RSS feeds (100+ in all categories now) but I've missed mucking about on Aqoul, so here I am with some gross generalizations on men, dating and other trivialities.
Yes, I know you'd all prefer I blogged about Iran's economy but dating dynamics are fascinating and I find it helpful to document my observations for further analysis and consultation with a bunch of intellectual degenerates online.
Onward, then.
Simplicity is Best
A male friend of mine once compared men to orangutans foraging for food. "You see the fruit, you try to grab the fruit!" he said, making a swishing motion with his hand. Now perhaps he is doing his gender a disservice with this observation, but it strikes me that men aren't terribly "strategic" when it comes to pursuit. Women on the other hand, tend to be far too subtle about their interest, and assume that men are equally understated. Subtlety from a man doesn't mean he's playing a complex cat-and-mouse game, it means he is not interested.
Apparently I am something of a "mercurial" fruitgrabber. Sometimes a papaya looks really delicious from afar, but once you've got it in your hand it's less appealing. So you drop it on the ground, but it keeps texting you and occasionally drunk-dials you at 2am on Saturday night while you're in bed watching Enter the Dragon...
Okay, the fruit analogy isn't really holding up, but you get the picture.
Anyway, my main observation here is that one should appreciate simplicity and avoid overthinking situations. Waste of time, waste of mental energy. Also one should not handle a papaya if one doesn't really feel like eating it.
Getting Brunched
What is the best way to let a guy know you'd rather be friends? This question comes up quite often in my little posse, usually because a girl had a first date with no chemistry, or because she wants to let a potential fruitgrabber know that her papaya is not available.
We call this "Getting Brunched" - so named because I often deflected evening engagements by suggesting Sunday brunch instead. Then I'd show up at the resto looking like I'd just rolled out of bed, because I had, and the guy would kinda get the hint.
Still, a vexing issue for both men and women.
Text Messages
In general, girls spend far too much time analyzing the tone and punctuation of text messages. Orangutans using cellphones (myself included) don't spend much time deciding between periods and exclamation marks, or whether or not to put a smiley at the end. SMS, in my opinion, is a stunted medium. Nuance is not possible.
The Game and The Rules
I've recently become acquainted with The Game and The Rules, two popular books about dealing with the opposite sex. The Game is a quasi self-help/fictional account of one man's quest to master the art of picking up women. Equal parts fascinating, stupid and hilarious, it does provide a decent overview of body language and social dynamics. Unfortunately, it also veers off into quackery with long-winded discussions about hypnosis and the neg technique.
The book itself is a great icebreaker. My copy was photographed with dozens of people on Saturday, when Kitten and I celebrated our birthdays.
The Rules is roughly the female equivalent of The Game, but for some reason I find it far more insidious. Essentially, it instructs women to appear as if they have full lives in order to jerk men around. Not that playing hard to get is a particularly new idea, but this book takes it to a sociopathic level, with marriage as the ultimate goal. Of course, I only skimmed The Rules after sneaking it off to the Fitness section, so maybe it does instruct women to lead vibrant, interesting lives rather than fixating on marriage. Ha, wouldn't that be funny.
I have more thoughts, including an emerging theory on intelligence having a positive ROI for women, but enough for now.
Posted by eerie at April 25, 2007 07:18 PM
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Fascinating. And what are your thoughts on Ladder theory?
Posted by: Anonymous at April 25, 2007 04:49 PM
I try not to think about the Ladder Theory because it gives me a nasty case of cognitive dissonance.
[Background info: http://www.laddertheory.com]
Posted by: eerie
at April 25, 2007 06:09 PM
take everything you said, multiply by a factor of 100, and you find yourself in my current situation, dating a Korean national. ahh the irony of an orangutan on a diet.
side-note: i suggest you watch My Name is Kim Sam Soon (otherwise known as My Lovely Sam Soon) to get a clearer picture of what i'm talking about. everything in the drama... 100% real and true down to the letter. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Name_is_Kim_Sam_Soon
did you finish with that course you were taking?
Posted by: drdougfir
at April 25, 2007 06:31 PM
Dr. Doug,
You do know that you're supposed to propose on the 100th day of dating, right?
Posted by: Anonymous at April 25, 2007 07:58 PM
uh, I, uh, would like to point out that the proper fruit metaphor would be melons, or possibly peaches. Papaya is too rich for me.
Posted by: Klaus
at April 25, 2007 08:13 PM
Somewhere there's a joke just waiting to be constructed about plucking the lowest-hanging fruit, but I'm not quite sure what it is.
Posted by: Eva Luna
at April 25, 2007 08:30 PM
"....but it keeps texting you and occasionally drunk-dials you at 2am on Saturday night while you're in bed watching Enter the Dragon..."
Oh, yeah, sorry about that. But if it was Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it might have been justified to interrupt.
Posted by: banquer at April 25, 2007 09:40 PM
That wasn't me.
Posted by: banker at April 25, 2007 09:41 PM
You're in denial.
Posted by: banquer at April 25, 2007 09:42 PM
You're all bloody pathetic the lot of you.
Posted by: near-lounsbury at April 25, 2007 09:44 PM
E: don't even joke. i deserve a goddamn metal for what i go through every day.
L: what's with the name change? and you know you love such frivolous topics.
How many bloody banker wankers do we have around here, anyway? (please, E, tell me you didn't tell then Banker about Aqoul)
Is anyone else having problems with Typepad authentication?
Posted by: drdougfir
at April 25, 2007 11:51 PM
Banquer, banker, and near-lounsbury are entirely fictional characters with no actual connection to the real people they represent.
On the other hand, what makes real S Korean women so distinct?
Posted by: matthew hogan at April 26, 2007 12:02 AM
in other words, you're saying that the E and L bots somehow mated, spawning botspring and that near-L is simply a corrupted version of the real L bot running on some server hijacked by russian hooligans?
also, who ever said anything about the south?
Posted by: drdougfir
at April 26, 2007 12:07 AM
"also, who ever said anything about the south?"
Well, Tennessee Williams did.
Also that wikipedia entry on the movie did.
All Aqoul bots are one now, with code designed to make Aqoul posting occur once weekly, or less, it seems.
Posted by: matthew hogan at April 26, 2007 01:01 AM
one should appreciate simplicity and avoid overthinking situations
That is so not true. Try "let's get laid" to a lady you met ten seconds ago, and unless she's really ugly and didn't screw in a while, there's a 99.9999% probability that the mildest answer you'd get is "no fucking way".
Anecdotal evidence of yours truly: I happen to be extremely lazy about the whole introduction comedy and would rather catch the papaya without effort, or better, wait for it to just come by itself. Looking back, I don't remember any exception to this rule. And it gets worse even with age. Thinking about two recent cases where I was approached by very gorgeous ladies in clubs. They were attracted enough to invite to an obviously interested convo, but not enough apparently to rape me straight away. The first encounter ended up with a two-ways bye bye after a very short but extremely boring conversation about whatsup. The second one, I didn't even bother. My friends called me gay each time, but the truth is, taking my extreme orangutanism into account and statistics about how likely a winner strategy simplicity could be, there was just no point.
Posted by: Shaheen
at April 26, 2007 01:02 AM
"let's get laid" is vulgar, not simple. What I'm referring to is a straightforward, sincere approach sans mind games.
Really, when stupid people play mind games it's so tedious.
Posted by: eerie
at April 26, 2007 09:47 AM
"let's get laid" is vulgar, not simple.
Oh well, a matter of wording. I didn't try it frankly, but put your favorite form to express a proposal for mating. The point is, straightforward proposals statistically just don't work. I want to see a guy who has a significant percentage of success trying the straightforward approach.
What I'm referring to is a straightforward, sincere approach sans mind games.
This has become too complex for my orangutan mind already.
Posted by: Shaheen
at April 26, 2007 09:57 AM
considering the more-than-100-day maelstrom i'm in now, the initial approach was incredibly straight forward and sincere. looking back on it now, it is clear to me that i was hoodwinked. the straightforwardness and sincerity was just bait! i've been had!!!
Posted by: drdougfir
at April 26, 2007 10:23 AM
"I try not to think about the Ladder Theory because it gives me a nasty case of cognitive dissonance."
Because, I assume, you act like it's correct but don't think it should be.
It started as a joke, of course, but there's a disturbing amount of evidence that it may be substantially correct.
Here's a quote from a study that analyzed dating preferences using data from on-line dating services.
"Table 5.4 shows the income tradeoffs for all looks deciles. A man in the bottom decile,for example, needs an additional income of $186,000 (a total annual income of $248,500)to compensate for his poor looks. The table also shows that women cannot make up for their looks at all."
http://www.spc.uchicago.edu/prc/papers/hortacsu/hortacsu_dating.pdf
Posted by: Anonymous at April 26, 2007 06:14 PM
Anon, why are you so familiar with this body of work?
Posted by: eerie
at April 27, 2007 12:02 AM
Charming. And when are you lazy scum going to get back to posting something worthwhile?
Posted by: The Lounsbury at April 27, 2007 02:09 PM
Eerie, I know many amusing things.
Posted by: Anonymous at April 27, 2007 03:23 PM
Ah, [checking IP address] pity you're so far away.
And I'm going to write something intelligent shortly. Right after this party...
Posted by: eerie
at April 27, 2007 06:51 PM
"What is the best way to let a guy know you'd rather be friends? This question comes up quite often in my little posse, usually because a girl had a first date with no chemistry, or because she wants to let a potential fruitgrabber know that her papaya is not available."
No good way, but the direct approach is easiest (both in terms of approach and in terms of the majority of men undertanding your intentions). That is, if you truly want to be friends. Even with the "let's just be friends" direct approach will inevitably invite many men to conclude that you are still available (theoretically, at some point in the future).
In orangutan logic - just because the papaya is currently out of my reach doesn't mean that it will stay permantly out of my reach. If I stay close enough, I may still get the papaya.
"We call this "Getting Brunched" - so named because I often deflected evening engagements by suggesting Sunday brunch instead. Then I'd show up at the resto looking like I'd just rolled out of bed, because I had, and the guy would kinda get the hint.
Still, a vexing issue for both men and women."
May work on some men - others, not so much (I may find your brunch appearance a positive sign. That is, I may get the impression that you feel comfortable enough with me to not look your very best).
Orangutans need to have it made clear to them that the papaya is - under any circumstances - not available.
Posted by: eponymous at April 30, 2007 02:56 PM
I have to say I found the "ladder" link amusing.
Posted by: zenpundit at April 30, 2007 10:47 PM
Well, I recently brunched another guy by telling him to invite other people after he asked me out to dinner. Hard to strike a balance between nice (e.g. I still want to be friends) and unequivocal.
Posted by: eerie at May 2, 2007 02:24 PM
Ugh.. for the first time in eons I am back in the dating pool - and while I love melons, peaches, watermelons etc, I'm really not looking forward to all of the game playing.
Posted by: Iwasawa at May 8, 2007 03:30 PM
Leaving aside your collective nerdy personal issues, when the bloody fuck are we going to see some bloody fucking substance?
Bloody whinging on, I manage to post while managing work and a dissolute life style.
Posted by: The Lounsbury at May 9, 2007 03:26 PM
Half-Ditto.
Posted by: matthew hogan at May 12, 2007 10:43 AM
Matthew - which half?
Posted by: Eva Luna at May 14, 2007 12:19 PM
The substance not the tone.
Posted by: matthew hogan at May 14, 2007 04:43 PM

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