"Not Very Masculine, Not Super Attractive": Comment of the Week
The blog recieved this snarky gem of a comment on a recent post about my newfound love of “tricking”, which is leveraging money to date and have sex, with women who would usually be completely unattainable otherwise.
What surprised me about this comment is the anger that seethes through this reader’s words.
She genuinely seems upset that a man she finds undeserving has the nerve to pursue highly attractive women.
Women frequently leave disparaging, hateful comments on my posts.
They are shocked at the opinions that I, and my readers express here.
Imagine how jarring and alarming this experience must be to the coddled psyche of modern women.
The words I write here are often the first time in a woman’s life that she has been told the truth.
Women live sheltered lives in an intricate web of lies.
Women lie to themselves, for example: “Real men love curves”.
Women lie to each other.
Parroting statements like, “He didn’t deserve you!”,
or
“You look 15 years younger than your age!”
in situations where those words are obviously untrue.
Woke media, opportunistic politicians, and greedy corporations lie to women, to finesse them for votes and sell them overpriced crap they don’t need.
Men lie to women, manipulating them, and whispering sweet nothings, to get sex and relationships.
A woman could live her entire life, well into adulthood, without hearing of a word of simple honesty… until one day she searches “Why Don’t Men In Their 30s Want Relationships?” and winds up on Solitary Beast.com
They are understandably hurt and confused by words and concepts they’ve never heard before, and retaliate with childish attacks.
This comment also demonstrates a concept that most of us are already aware of: Women think average looking men (rating myself as average) are unattractive.
Data from dating apps shows that women swipe right on a microscopic percentage of men.
This commenter is correct in stating that I’m “…not super attractive”.
Of course I’m not; neither is she.
“Super Attractive” people, such as models and Hollywood celebrities, are only a tiny percentage of the global population.
If I was “super attractive”, I’d be on the cover of a magazine right now, not blogging from my bedroom in Salt Lake City.
Most people on the planet (if they’re lucky) are average looking.
Very attractive people are extremely rare, and with obesity levels in the US approaching 70% of the population, the number of truly physically attractive people is only getting smaller.
I’m happy to be average height, healthy, strong, and mentally sound.
As a man, that, along with some material success and social status, is really all I need to be able to have access to the sexiest women on the planet.
There’s no such thing as a woman who is “above the level” of a man with money.
As you read this, some of the most attractive women on the planet are in bed with fat, rich guys old enough to be their fathers or grandfathers.
All the snarky blog comments in the world won’t change that, but keep typing, if it makes you feel better.
Not Super Attractive
I’ve never claimed to be Idris Elba, however, it’s obvious that I’m lean and fit.
I take pride in dressing well: nice shoes, fitted jeans or slacks, collared shirts or tees that show off my developed chest and shoulders.
My hair and beard are always trimmed, I wear expensive cologne, and a nice watch.
The extra time I put into my appearance pays off.
I get flattering compliments from women almost daily.
Women lean into my neck and smell my cologne. “…Mmm, you smell nice”, they giggle.
The female gender also compliments my haircut, my shirt, my watch, my smile.
Nobody has a choice in the facial features they were born with…, but any man can maintain low body fat and a haircut.
Handsomeness is subjective.
Some women think I look appealing, some don’t.
I’m not everybody’s type, but I’m not ugly, and everyone knows that.
I’m a far from the obese basement dwelling neckbeard that angry commenters wish I was.
The only thing a man needs to be attractive is a decent amount of muscle mass, basic social skills, and some money.
I can have beautiful women for the rest of my life with just these three qualities.
It’s easy to criticize someone when you don’t have to show your own face.
From the comfort and safety of their own couch, commenter who have never created a business, written a book, or accomplished anything of value, have the audacity to criticize me.
Their fat little fingers type out insults about my appearance, and my preferences, knowing full well they’re not anywhere close to operating at the level that I am.
How many of you would walk up to me in real life and speak your mind, as freely as you do on the internet?
-Chance