Anonymous wrote:Did this thread get posted on Roosh V forums?
Anonymous wrote:The good ones are all snapped up in college or grad school. You don’t have to marry right away, but they are all seriously committed by 25. At least in my own experience - this describes everyone I know in a healthy stable marriage with a reasonably equal partner. Even if they waited to marry/have kids, they were together fairly young.
.Anonymous wrote:At least half of British women are really ugly, so . . . no, this doesn't surprise me.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Have you seen their options? I get it
I am late twenties, single, and child-free. I am not single/child-free because I wanted to focus on my career, casually hookup, and party it up in my 20s. I always wanted to get married young and family is important to me. However, I have not found a quality partner in this area who is attractive to me and treats me well and shares my values. I think I would prefer to be alone than to be with a man who treats me poorly and whose character I don't respect.
I don't think women are the only part of this equation. My peers and I wish we had more decent options.
My single son, early 20s, says the same thing about today’s young women
Anonymous wrote:Y’all are acting thick about what brunch really is. Brunch is single yuppies or shacking up yuppies of prime marriage and baby-making age who are so freaking bored, immature and idle they go get drunk at breakfast on the weekends. It’s basically a continuation of teenagers tailgating the “big game” at some state college. Often taking their dog, you know, instead of a baby. It was certainly popularized nationally by SATC. It’s extended adolescence by a demo that ought to be married and procreating. Instead they were unserious and indulgent, layabouts getting fat and bombed at weekend brunch, talking about their pointless careers and next vacation. Pointlessly pissing away hours, days, years as your your fertility ticks away.
Anonymous wrote:Y’all are acting thick about what brunch really is. Brunch is single yuppies or shacking up yuppies of prime marriage and baby-making age who are so freaking bored, immature and idle they go get drunk at breakfast on the weekends. It’s basically a continuation of teenagers tailgating the “big game” at some state college. Often taking their dog, you know, instead of a baby. It was certainly popularized nationally by SATC. It’s extended adolescence by a demo that ought to be married and procreating. Instead they were unserious and indulgent, layabouts getting fat and bombed at weekend brunch, talking about their pointless careers and next vacation. Pointlessly pissing away hours, days, years as your your fertility ticks away.
Anonymous wrote:Most women/men stay single because they didn’t meet the person they would want to marry. SATC has nothing to do with the lack of eligible marriage prospects for most highly educated women with successful careers. Not everyone wants to be a grammar school teacher with 6 kids. People make different choices and that is okay. It’s okay to love brunch. It’s okay to have 5 kids by the age of 30, if that’s what makes you tick. It’s okay to be single or married and childless.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Have you seen their options? I get it
I am late twenties, single, and child-free. I am not single/child-free because I wanted to focus on my career, casually hookup, and party it up in my 20s. I always wanted to get married young and family is important to me. However, I have not found a quality partner in this area who is attractive to me and treats me well and shares my values. I think I would prefer to be alone than to be with a man who treats me poorly and whose character I don't respect.
I don't think women are the only part of this equation. My peers and I wish we had more decent options.
Anonymous wrote:Y’all are acting thick about what brunch really is. Brunch is single yuppies or shacking up yuppies of prime marriage and baby-making age who are so freaking bored, immature and idle they go get drunk at breakfast on the weekends. It’s basically a continuation of teenagers tailgating the “big game” at some state college. Often taking their dog, you know, instead of a baby. It was certainly popularized nationally by SATC. It’s extended adolescence by a demo that ought to be married and procreating. Instead they were unserious and indulgent, layabouts getting fat and bombed at weekend brunch, talking about their pointless careers and next vacation. Pointlessly pissing away hours, days, years as your your fertility ticks away.