I‘m still getting this out of my system. I will rant here rather than inflict it on anybody in real life. I will never speak about it. This is only a private rant, and it is offensive. Don’t bother reading it.
Mail order brides are popular among American men, and the reason isn't always because the man is a loser. Aelyssa was my last American girlfriend. Despite being American, I've given up on American Women.
Aelyssa’s family made a strong first impression on me, and I got a vasectomy right after I met them. They had been nice to me, and I felt guilty for not liking them. Eventually, she told me about her other boyfriends, and I understood why they liked me. Her first boyfriend was Mexican. They don’t like Mexicans. She never told them about him.
Her boyfriend before me was a good catch. They planned to marry. She was eager to introduce him to her family. She told them all of the important things: they graduated from the same university, he had continued his studies to earn a Master’s degree in English Literature. He had a good job, traveled overseas, was kind, polite, and physically fit. They were excited about meeting him.
She brought him home and introduced him. In person, they found him to be unacceptable. They disowned her - she hadn’t told her parents that he was black.
A few days later, her father called for a family meeting. They all gathered around the TV, on sofas and in Lay-Z Boy chairs. He stood before them, his back to the TV.
Pointing at her he said, "You are not my daughter."
He made a production of cutting her out of his Will and displayed the new document that made it official. Then she was told not to bring him near the family again. Her family agreed. They made racist jokes whenever they saw her. Her half-brothers and the Bubbas concluded she wanted to marry him because she likes “big black dicks in her.” Those who could read gossiped on Facebook.
She had told him, “Love me, Love my family,” but for him, there was no love in return. Her family caused too many problems for their relationship, and it fell apart after several years. I was her first boyfriend who was not black or Mexican. I made such a strong first impression on them that they put her back in the Will.
Low standards is the American Standard
Why did I stay with Aelyssa? A lot of it stems from my childhood. Also, I felt lonely. I went for years at a time without so much as a date, or even sighting an available woman I was attracted to who would not look at me in disgust. It’s “slim pickins’” in America.
70% of Americans are obese. It is shocking. It needlessly shrinks the pool of available women. I was fat for a little while, but I did something about it. I work hard to stay fit.
I can easily think of 20 good excuses to justify why I should be fat: bad genes, medication, fondness of opiates, injuries, stress, job, poverty, endocrine problems, no time to exercise, I can’t exercise because my weiner chafes painfully when I run, I like soda, food servings are too large, I am surrounded by high calorie food, irresistible advertisements force me to eat high calorie food, thanks to my education at under-funded public schools I am too dumb to control my weight, Fat Acceptance, I was sexually abused, bad body image, low self-esteem, depressed, the health risks associated with obesity are all lies and a form of ‘fat shaming’, the diet industry is colluding to keep me fat to make money off me, it’s nobody’s business. Seeing a fat person working out impresses me more than all of the excuses.
It is a choice and is one of the few things about the body one can completely control, except for the unlucky 1% who have a genuine medical reason that cannot be overcome. All it requires self-discipline, planning, and maybe some introspection.
Why should anybody change their lifestyle and date somebody with a weight problem? You can love somebody for their personality, but if there is no physical attraction, not even a hand-full of Viagra can put romance into such a relationship. Obesity is a lifestyle choice, and both people need to have the same lifestyle for a relationship to work.
As for the single American Women who have children, my vasectomy says enough.
Without having money or coming from a better family background myself, somebody like Aelyssa is the best one can do. America is anti-intellectual and materialistic. Idiocracy is prophetic. I have a PhD, and education is a turn-off (loser geek). The exception is going to an impressive Ivy League university, but without a family pedigree (I was born White Trash, and I’m not going to lie about it), that won’t help.
Having an IQ higher than 100 counts against you in America. Women hate men who are smarter than they are. It’s a lot easier to get a dumb guy to do whatever she wants. I prefer women who are smarter than me. Sadly, I’ve only had one girlfriend who was smarter than me, but she did not respect my boundaries. Her IQ was 170. Fewer than 1 in 30,000 people have an IQ that high. My IQ is only 160.
I’m good at math and have some education in economics - could have gone into any line of work. I chose to do something that doesn’t pay much materially. I was PreMed, but most of the (American) PreMed students were dicks. I could not work with such people so I did not go to med school. (In contrast, French doctors are very nice, unassuming, and not nearly so materialistic or entitled as their American counterparts. I know dozens here, and some have been my girlfriends.)
After the age of 30, income is the main thing most American women look for whether or not they admit it. I never display wealth like a Rolex watch or flashy clothes.
I’ve been shot down, insulted, and abused 100s of times while trying to meet American women in cities and small towns across the USA. I have never tried to pick up women, so this wasn’t the result of crude pickup lines at bars. It was this way for years without a single non-fake phone number or date. It is impossible to have so much as a cup of coffee with an American Women. Unless you drive the right car. I should be thankful for the bad luck and that none of those creatures ever got me to marry her or had a pregnancy.
Europe is the opposite for meeting women. I wear the same clothes (second-hand clothing), look the same (homeless version of van Gogh), take the same drugs (high-functioning junkie), have the same level of physical fitness (running/yoga/mountain climbing), have the same income (academic scientist), ride the same vehicle (bike), and have mostly the same hobbies. It took a while to get over my aversion to meeting women, but I realized that it is only Americanized women who are unpleasant. The women here are prettier, better educated, healthier, smarter, nicer, dress better, don’t have the Tramp Stamp. I can usually go home with a real phone number if I go out, but in the US, I was lucky to get a phone number once every five years. And she always had a personality that made her un-marriageable.
Euro Disney
For as big and culturally permeating an Institution that Disney is, it doesn’t teach anything. The stories don’t have any morals. For example, what does Snow White offer in the way of a life lesson? The message I get is that all a girl has to do in life is to be pretty and lie on her back and then her soul mate, Prince Charming, will find her and take her away to his castle and where he will fulfill her every wish forever after. American Women grew up on Snow White. The divorce rate in the US is 70%.
When invited to Aelyssa’s family vacation to Disneyland, I declined. If she insisted, I would say I had to work, or it’s 115 degrees in Anaheim, California - what are you thinking?! These kinds of trips were not my thing: the screeching of toddlers, the pushing and jostling of over-stimulated 10 year olds in an hour long line, and all the other nonsense compounded by Aelyssa’s family. So instead I volunteered to stay home and watch their dogs and cats. I went on a job interview where the boss who interviewed me offered me a free day at Disneyland. I refused, so it wasn’t only about avoiding her family.
Euro Disney, renamed Disney Paris, is the opposite of how I picture the American Disney. It is practically deserted, and there are more adults than children. It is quiet and relaxing. The weather is cool. That is how Heidi described it.
Heidi and I met at a party and started seeing each other about a year ago. She’s a tall, blond Swedish expat. She works at Disney and gives VIP tours to celebrities, royalty, politicians, etc. She deals with people like the musicians Michael Jackson before he died and Bono the singer from the band U2 and actors like Tom Hanks.
Heidi was nice enough to invite me on a tour. She would lead me through the park, take me to the front of the lines with her VIP pass, show me the secret places like the secret restaurant or the secret hotel in the castle. It would be free of course since she works there.
Actually, she has asked several times and i can no longer put it off: None of the old excuses would work. 1) Euro Disney is only 30 minutes away. 2) It’s not crowded, not even on weekends. 3) The climate here is not hot. 4) European children are better behaved than American children. 5) It would be just me and Heidi and none of teh problems and drama with large groups.
Euro Disney is an amusement park built by a movie studio. The whole park is populated by street performers dressed as characters from its most popular movies. The rides and displays are like movie sets, and riding them should be an immersive experience. Such a place is an escape into a fantasy world. So are some of the things I have been doing here: art house films, opera, museums all have escapist characteristcs. I like films, some tv shows, and even cartoon. Maybe I would like the trip.
I thanked her and we made a date.
Mail order brides are popular among American men, and the reason isn't always because the man is a loser. Aelyssa was my last American girlfriend. Despite being American, I've given up on American Women.
Aelyssa’s family made a strong first impression on me, and I got a vasectomy right after I met them. They had been nice to me, and I felt guilty for not liking them. Eventually, she told me about her other boyfriends, and I understood why they liked me. Her first boyfriend was Mexican. They don’t like Mexicans. She never told them about him.
Her boyfriend before me was a good catch. They planned to marry. She was eager to introduce him to her family. She told them all of the important things: they graduated from the same university, he had continued his studies to earn a Master’s degree in English Literature. He had a good job, traveled overseas, was kind, polite, and physically fit. They were excited about meeting him.
She brought him home and introduced him. In person, they found him to be unacceptable. They disowned her - she hadn’t told her parents that he was black.
A few days later, her father called for a family meeting. They all gathered around the TV, on sofas and in Lay-Z Boy chairs. He stood before them, his back to the TV.
Pointing at her he said, "You are not my daughter."
He made a production of cutting her out of his Will and displayed the new document that made it official. Then she was told not to bring him near the family again. Her family agreed. They made racist jokes whenever they saw her. Her half-brothers and the Bubbas concluded she wanted to marry him because she likes “big black dicks in her.” Those who could read gossiped on Facebook.
She had told him, “Love me, Love my family,” but for him, there was no love in return. Her family caused too many problems for their relationship, and it fell apart after several years. I was her first boyfriend who was not black or Mexican. I made such a strong first impression on them that they put her back in the Will.
Low standards is the American Standard
Why did I stay with Aelyssa? A lot of it stems from my childhood. Also, I felt lonely. I went for years at a time without so much as a date, or even sighting an available woman I was attracted to who would not look at me in disgust. It’s “slim pickins’” in America.
70% of Americans are obese. It is shocking. It needlessly shrinks the pool of available women. I was fat for a little while, but I did something about it. I work hard to stay fit.
I can easily think of 20 good excuses to justify why I should be fat: bad genes, medication, fondness of opiates, injuries, stress, job, poverty, endocrine problems, no time to exercise, I can’t exercise because my weiner chafes painfully when I run, I like soda, food servings are too large, I am surrounded by high calorie food, irresistible advertisements force me to eat high calorie food, thanks to my education at under-funded public schools I am too dumb to control my weight, Fat Acceptance, I was sexually abused, bad body image, low self-esteem, depressed, the health risks associated with obesity are all lies and a form of ‘fat shaming’, the diet industry is colluding to keep me fat to make money off me, it’s nobody’s business. Seeing a fat person working out impresses me more than all of the excuses.
It is a choice and is one of the few things about the body one can completely control, except for the unlucky 1% who have a genuine medical reason that cannot be overcome. All it requires self-discipline, planning, and maybe some introspection.
Why should anybody change their lifestyle and date somebody with a weight problem? You can love somebody for their personality, but if there is no physical attraction, not even a hand-full of Viagra can put romance into such a relationship. Obesity is a lifestyle choice, and both people need to have the same lifestyle for a relationship to work.
As for the single American Women who have children, my vasectomy says enough.
Without having money or coming from a better family background myself, somebody like Aelyssa is the best one can do. America is anti-intellectual and materialistic. Idiocracy is prophetic. I have a PhD, and education is a turn-off (loser geek). The exception is going to an impressive Ivy League university, but without a family pedigree (I was born White Trash, and I’m not going to lie about it), that won’t help.
Having an IQ higher than 100 counts against you in America. Women hate men who are smarter than they are. It’s a lot easier to get a dumb guy to do whatever she wants. I prefer women who are smarter than me. Sadly, I’ve only had one girlfriend who was smarter than me, but she did not respect my boundaries. Her IQ was 170. Fewer than 1 in 30,000 people have an IQ that high. My IQ is only 160.
I’m good at math and have some education in economics - could have gone into any line of work. I chose to do something that doesn’t pay much materially. I was PreMed, but most of the (American) PreMed students were dicks. I could not work with such people so I did not go to med school. (In contrast, French doctors are very nice, unassuming, and not nearly so materialistic or entitled as their American counterparts. I know dozens here, and some have been my girlfriends.)
After the age of 30, income is the main thing most American women look for whether or not they admit it. I never display wealth like a Rolex watch or flashy clothes.
I’ve been shot down, insulted, and abused 100s of times while trying to meet American women in cities and small towns across the USA. I have never tried to pick up women, so this wasn’t the result of crude pickup lines at bars. It was this way for years without a single non-fake phone number or date. It is impossible to have so much as a cup of coffee with an American Women. Unless you drive the right car. I should be thankful for the bad luck and that none of those creatures ever got me to marry her or had a pregnancy.
Europe is the opposite for meeting women. I wear the same clothes (second-hand clothing), look the same (homeless version of van Gogh), take the same drugs (high-functioning junkie), have the same level of physical fitness (running/yoga/mountain climbing), have the same income (academic scientist), ride the same vehicle (bike), and have mostly the same hobbies. It took a while to get over my aversion to meeting women, but I realized that it is only Americanized women who are unpleasant. The women here are prettier, better educated, healthier, smarter, nicer, dress better, don’t have the Tramp Stamp. I can usually go home with a real phone number if I go out, but in the US, I was lucky to get a phone number once every five years. And she always had a personality that made her un-marriageable.
Euro Disney
For as big and culturally permeating an Institution that Disney is, it doesn’t teach anything. The stories don’t have any morals. For example, what does Snow White offer in the way of a life lesson? The message I get is that all a girl has to do in life is to be pretty and lie on her back and then her soul mate, Prince Charming, will find her and take her away to his castle and where he will fulfill her every wish forever after. American Women grew up on Snow White. The divorce rate in the US is 70%.
When invited to Aelyssa’s family vacation to Disneyland, I declined. If she insisted, I would say I had to work, or it’s 115 degrees in Anaheim, California - what are you thinking?! These kinds of trips were not my thing: the screeching of toddlers, the pushing and jostling of over-stimulated 10 year olds in an hour long line, and all the other nonsense compounded by Aelyssa’s family. So instead I volunteered to stay home and watch their dogs and cats. I went on a job interview where the boss who interviewed me offered me a free day at Disneyland. I refused, so it wasn’t only about avoiding her family.
Euro Disney, renamed Disney Paris, is the opposite of how I picture the American Disney. It is practically deserted, and there are more adults than children. It is quiet and relaxing. The weather is cool. That is how Heidi described it.
Heidi and I met at a party and started seeing each other about a year ago. She’s a tall, blond Swedish expat. She works at Disney and gives VIP tours to celebrities, royalty, politicians, etc. She deals with people like the musicians Michael Jackson before he died and Bono the singer from the band U2 and actors like Tom Hanks.
Heidi was nice enough to invite me on a tour. She would lead me through the park, take me to the front of the lines with her VIP pass, show me the secret places like the secret restaurant or the secret hotel in the castle. It would be free of course since she works there.
Actually, she has asked several times and i can no longer put it off: None of the old excuses would work. 1) Euro Disney is only 30 minutes away. 2) It’s not crowded, not even on weekends. 3) The climate here is not hot. 4) European children are better behaved than American children. 5) It would be just me and Heidi and none of teh problems and drama with large groups.
Euro Disney is an amusement park built by a movie studio. The whole park is populated by street performers dressed as characters from its most popular movies. The rides and displays are like movie sets, and riding them should be an immersive experience. Such a place is an escape into a fantasy world. So are some of the things I have been doing here: art house films, opera, museums all have escapist characteristcs. I like films, some tv shows, and even cartoon. Maybe I would like the trip.
I thanked her and we made a date.
