I hear that the chicks have it easy on online dating sites. They say the dicks flow like the waters of the Nile, carrying all away before them. Also the pictures of the dicks. I am led to believe that they are very easily obtained. Men who want dick pics use Grindr and that’s apparently working out great for them. But what about straight guys? What? About them? One brave redditor decided to test his theory, by using science. Which is real.
Last night I was bored and was talking with a friend on skype about her experiences with online dating. I was joking with her that “girls have it easy on dating sites” etc. etc. ….I decided that I would set up a fake profile. Set it up as a gender-swapped version of me essentially see what would happen. So I did the username, and I was up. Before I could even fill out my profile at all, I already had a message in my inbox from a guy. It wasn’t a mean message, but I found it odd that I would get a message already. So I sent him a friendly hello back and kind of joked that I hadn’t even finished my profile, how could he be interested, but I felt good because I thought I was right that “girls have it easy”
Do go on. Wait, no, I’ll summarize. Dudes started messaging him right away (he notes here that his female friend is only average in attractiveness and is fine with his saying so.) They said things that were not immediately sexual, but weird. Then when he said no or responded neutrally, they said unpleasantly sexual things. They repeatedly proposed NSA sex, like maybe in the next hour? and some skyping, maybe? Webcam action?
Guys were full-on spamming my inbox with multiple messages before I could reply to even one asking why I wasn’t responding and what was wrong. Guys would become hostile when I told them I wasn’t interested in NSA sex, or guys that had started normal and nice quickly turned the conversation into something explicitly sexual in nature. Seemingly nice dudes in quite esteemed careers [NO! Not in ESTEEMED CAREERS, surely!—ed] asking to hook up in 24 hours and sending them naked pics of myself despite multiple times telling them that I didn’t want to.
I would be lying if I said it didn’t get to me. I thought it would be some fun thing, something where I would do it and worse case scenario say “lol I was a guy I trolle you lulz”etc. but within a 2 hour span it got me really down and I was feeling really uncomfortable with everything. I figured I would get some weird messages here and there, but what I got was an onslaught of people who were, within minutes of saying hello, saying things that made me as a dude who spends most of his time on 4chan uneasy. [LOL—ed] I ended up deleting my profile at the end of 2 hours and kind of went about the rest of my night with a very bad taste in my mouth.
I came away thinking that women have it so much harder than guys do when it comes to that kind of stuff.
Wow. Mind-blowing stuff. The hilarious thing is he only talked to 10 dudes total, I think. WEAK. C’mon, like Tootsie it out for a week or something. I read about this at Jezebel, which is being valiantly trolled in comments by some evo-psych moron making the following two pronged argument: a) perhaps if women would just have casual sex with men they don’t know way, way, way more often, then the [remaining?] women wouldn’t be drenched with all the free-flowing ween. And further b) women claim to be afraid of sexual assault and give this as a [compelling!—ed] reason not to hook up with randos, and yet they overwhelmingly choose to have sex with testosterone-filled, chiseled-jawed, tall alpha-males, who are more likely to rape people because [???]. [This is why short, weedy men 1) never commit the crime of rape via force or the use of weapons or threats or drugs 2) never have children, btw.—ed] So really, when you take it all in all, bitchez be trippin. Hmmmm. Jezebel can be excellent, but it is trolled by such a dedicated, ad-hoc band of MRAs, PUAs and evo-psych douchecanoues that comments are unfortunately often crashed, hard, every single thread. I have never been an online dater, being too old for it. I was just saying to John that the worst thing anyone ever said to me in a political argument was to wonder whether the top of my mouth would feel velvety on his cock. Mostly I can ignore that kind of thing but he got to me with the velvety.