PROUD TO BE A RACIST, A SEXIST, AND ABOVE ALL, A BORING SNOB

A real-world conversation recently demonstrated to me that talking with most people is almost inevitably both pointless and frustrating.
Mind you, the other party is a nice enough person. So I guess it's not her fault.
And I've known her for a few years now so I should know what to expect.

The problem is that she is a typical product of modern American society. Which means that she is shallow, badly informed, mal-educated and rather unimaginative.
Despite graduating college, and notwithstanding a rich vocabulary.
Her knowledge of history, geography, and literature is depressingly meager. Like most American women born since the sixties, of whatever race or cultural origin, she clearly reads little more than text messages, hallmark cards, and product information.
About the only field in which I will give her credit is parenting, and that primarily because as far as I know her juvenile dependent has neither committed murder nor engaged in scandalous sexual practices with a vast multitude while under the influence.

Kudos.

I am not a parent, so I must necessarily be impressed.


Nevertheless, I would prefer not to run into her type in bars.
Her type being female.
I used to like hanging out in gay bars that catered to a mature audience, because neither women, nor people fascinated by sports, would likely frequent such places. One could have a conversation with someone, or politely decline and just sit in the corner daydreaming over a cocktail. The dynamic was very different, you see.
And you can't really people-watch women, because they will take it personally.

Unfortunately there are far fewer of such places, social norms have changed a bit.

Women, really, have no place in drinking holes. They add too much tension, and often do not understand that if one does not talk to them, it isn't rude rejection (merely inattention to their egomania), and if one does talk to them, it isn't because they are such fascinating creatures good heavens, but more likely because they are there and appear to be breathing.


For a woman to truly be a fascinating creature, she has to be an imaginative conversationalist. Merely having feminine characteristics IS NOT ENOUGH.
Even if, especially if, there's a courtship edge to the conversation.
Talk, in such a case, is a testing of the waters for both parties.
As I've explained to an old friend who cannot understand why I am still single so long after the break-up with Savage Kitten, it's a question of what you would do together the rest of the time?
If social and intellectual interchange is impossible, you have no business getting involved with that person in the first place.

That holds for both genders, and ALL relationships, not just sexual ones.


There are, unfortunately, many women who are under the false impression that they are either boomba blondes or hot Asian chicks, and therefore need nothing else to be fascinating company.
I'll gladly admit that visual appeal is wonderful - but if knowledge is lacking and the character is defective, what on earth is the point?
I might as well be talking to my shoe.

My best conversations are either via the written word, or on the telephone with invisible people several hundred miles away. What they say is often fascinating and insightful. They aren't counting on their curves or bedroom eyes for effect, there is hardly even a remote possibility that we will ever meet, and age differences are frequently immaterial.

Many of these people are men. At least 50% of them, I'd guess.

What we have in common are similarities of cultural background.
As evinced by reading material referenced or cited.
Usually such conversations are in English.
Sometimes foreign words crop up.
Not needing explanation.
Boruch Hashem.


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