Re: The Truth About Women
Primotivo wrote:Women are not actually attracted to men. There is a vague idea of what a man is physically, and some are better than others aesthetically speaking, but the purely physical appearance of a man is almost inconsequential unless he is horribly ugly or outrageously attractive.
Women are attracted to status, money, how much a man smiles and laughs, how many friends and resources a man has, how full a man's life is--how many "cool," "exciting" and prestigious things he is doing or connected to.
They are interested in how other people view him--how many people want to be around him, how other people interact with him and whether their interactions convey that he is special and amazing. They want him to be extremely outgoing and aggressive, they want him to demonstrate his status over other people by dominating them in various non-violent ways.
A woman's attraction to a man is a function of her jealousy at the thought of another woman having that man. She doesn't care who he actually is or EXACTLY what he looks like physically, she only cares about the VALUE of the life he has constructed around himself.
A woman basically is a greedy materialistic prostitute. Although that sounds vulgar, it's true. She trades her physical self to buy into the success a man has created for himself.
Discuss.
OHMYGOD.
I haven't read this thread yet but just from the original post I realize I could have saved myself a ton of time and aggravation.
When I fell for (the now) Mr. B it was
soooooo physical. Truly he had nothing but a beat up car and those hips and those lips and...
..... ahhhhh......
He was so outrageously beautiful that the art lover in me took over and I knew I had to posses this beautiful object.
I anticipated a fun little fling.
Lucky for me he turned out to be completely way beyond wonderful to just look at.
He was not "cool" or "exciting" or "prestigous" or connected. He didn't have money or status. He was not outgoing or agressive.
But he was gorgeous.
And he was so insanely decent. So nice. So grounded. Even way back then he was a
man.
Twenty five years later, despite all that time, despite gravity, despite life, despite dealing with me and my shenanigans, he's till a gorgeous creature.
I'm not interested in "how other people view him--how many people want to be around him, how other people interact with him and whether their interactions convey that he is special and amazing". None of that matters.