well the closest I ever got to that was having an all-consuming hobby of attending aerobics classes and there were no men anywhere and I was so sexually frustrated. Had no idea how to meet men cuz all I wanted to do is go to a aerobics classes.
LPT for men: If you want to meet tons of thirsty women, go to aerobics classes.
Well now that you put it that way, let me clarify. join an aerobics class because it’s fun and it feels good, not for the sole objective of meeting ladies. Meeting ladies might be a secondary accidental benefit after having fun & being healthy in aerobics classes. This is how to meet ladies without being a creep.
example: for at least two years there was one man in our aerobics class, he was very good at it and he was up front by the mirror every time, he had his favorite spot, he was a normal guy, he did not flirt with the ladies, he did not talk to anyone other than normal banter that everyone has with everyone else. After 2 years I approached him because he was the only man I knew and I needed help with lifting something heavy. That’s the only time I ever talked to him. There was nothing creepy about him or anything creepy about the situation.
I wasn’t attracted to him, but I’m telling you if there were more men in that class or in any of the classes I go to, they could totally score.
That’s like saying if you want to be the CEO of Microsoft and a multi-billionaire, be born to a wealthy family and start a company out of your parents’ garage.
Bill Gates had to do a hell of a lot more work than that to get to where he is now, but THAT WAS AN IMPORTANT START.
See, here’s the part of this exchange I’m still focused on:
For years I’ve heard women fuss about how much they hate when men approach them at the gym. I then hear a woman suggest men try to meet women at the gym. I say “no they pretty vocally hate that,” and I get called a creep anyway.
I’m so baffled that most people reading this don’t get its satire of a lot of comics, sci-fi, video games, etc but with the genders reversed and people thinking it’s a reasonable position.
The author isn’t being literal, they are making a joke about men who unironically say this and expect it to be considered normal.
Please don’t yell at me for this I am just the messenger.
That’s because there is good satire, and pretty often rubbish niche satire. Satire usually relies on everyone being in on the joke, accepting the ludicrousness of it. Political satire is good at this, gender stereotype satire is pretty deep psychologically layered stuff. Most people are not psychologically trained, or even people watchers. So the satire gets missed.
To me, trying to be dispassionate here, that’s also an issue with capping tweets.
In a social media feed such as (pre-Elon) Twitter, if one were the depicted author one would expect ones followers to know you are a successful illustrator, political essayist, social commentator and published author on the topics of sexual violence in culture and an NEA fellow off the back of your successful graphic novel, putting the context of the original tweet in perspective and making the satire very obvious.
To be a little less dispassionate and a little more arch: isn’t the burden of that on the reader, not the author?
To be a little less dispassionate and a little more arch: isn’t the burden of that on the reader, not the author?
Yes and no.
We have limited cognitive abilities as humans. With every bit of information on social and regular media screaming for our attention its easy to miss the nuance. Add to that even the difference in culture in countries side by side there can be barriers to this absorption generated by our various cultures. You have to actively break from cultural norms to explore these other ideas and philosophies.
Might well be a little too deep for “I dont know any men” type memes… 😅
A fair point but also, if one wants to say “hey they didn’t give context to their joke, when the poster deliberately removed it from its contextual home!”, there’s nothing that can stop them, but also, they shouldn’t be surprised to find people asking them to understand the context before complaining about the lack of it.
Consider something like “I didn’t know Stevie Wonder was blind, and it’s therefore not my fault that I didn’t get the joke about Stevie Wonder being blind.”
Like, sure, maybe it’s not, but also, it would hamper any joke if you had to explain all context.
A rabbi, a priest, and an Iman walk into a bar (a rabbi is a spiritual leader and officiant in the Jewish faith, Judaism is a monotheistic religion, a religion is a set of beliefs that characterize a worldview including but not limited to spirituality, ethics, morals, social conduct and worship of divine beings…)
Very religious single mother with lots of money from a divorce has a daughter, sends her to a girls-only boarding school, she studies theology and joins a convent, becomes a nun - now you have a thirty-something year old woman who has never known a man on a personal conversational basis (may have seen/heard them in passing, possibly a teacher or church leader as well).
(This is most likely not the case and purely exists as a ridiculous but possible answer to your question.)
You do realize some daughters are born with asshole dads who abandon their mothers before they’re born, right? Not everyone knows their father on a personal level, some have never seen them …
The person who “has never known any men in her life” is the daughter here, not the mother…
When I was a kid, my town had a bowling ball factory where they would leave the rejected balls in a big pile in back of the building, unguarded. In winter, we would sometimes nick a few and walk to one of the bridges on the local river which had iced over and drop the balls in. Dropping little rocks into water is cool and all, but absolutely nothing compares to the satisfying explosion from one of those bowling balls on ice.
Well, this was the late '70s when all kinds of crazy shit was going on that’s unheard of today. As another example, retail stores used to just leave handheld electronic games out on the sales counters where amoral young boys could easily slip them into their paper bags and stroll out the door with them and then tell their parents they’d “found them in the garbage”. Not that I would know anything about that kind of thing …
Why do men always want to hog all these enjoyable past-times? Next they’ll be claiming that stuff like stepping on frozen puddles on the side of the road to hear the satisfying cracking noises is a “guy thing”. Like please, we all know men don’t go outside.
But when I do, I throw large rocks into bodies of water from great heights. It’s one of those instinctual things I just can’t control, but it only happens when I go outside.
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