Hook-Up Culture… A great article for you to read!

poseHey guys…  I just read an extremely interesting article and I really thought that the article was highly enlightening and could explain many things that some of us are experiencing or have experienced when it comes to dating.

For the past year or so myself and hundreds of students have experienced a relatively new phenomena where we have sex with a woman and for some unknown reason she never sees us again or flat out doesn’t return our texts or phone calls. She just disappears. There are many reasons why this may be happening but my post will try to focus on just one of them!

This is all very confusing to many men. In the past, if you had sex with a girl she would be become emotionally attached and you never even had to think twice about her flaking out on you. She would submit to being your girlfriend ASAP. But, in todays world, that’s certainly not always the case.

When this sort of flaking after sex started happening to me about 2 years ago, I was left speechless! I couldn’t believe what was going on. I was giving her amazing orgasmic sex, we laughed, we connected and everything was perfect about our date and then when I would reach out to her the next day or the day after that I got… NOTHING! She was gone and boy was I confused and at times very hard on myself for losing the girl.

Luckily I’ve been able to put a stop to that flaking in almost 90% of the cases but there’s still a few that slip away for no apparent reason at all and this article may explain it.

You could be thinking to yourself that the reason for flaking may be because she was in relationship and didn’t tell me but… although I do think this is possible, it is highly unlikely. When I sleep with a woman who has a partner, I NEVER LOSE HER. I’m just way to exciting and good in the bedroom for her not come back for more. That may sound conceited… And it is! But I know what I can offer a woman in terms of sexual and emotional pleasure and I know how I can mentally stimulate her to the point where I become her new addiction!

The article below may give rise to this new problem that most men are facing with women after you’ve sealed the deal with her.

Maybe, just maybe women are only looking for a quick fuck and nothing more especially if they are on the younger side 18-25 being the average age! Maybe women just want to have lots of random uncommitted sex and concentrate on themselves for a certain amount of time because they are now starting to realize that especially with the advent of social networking sites that there are more men to go around then they know what to do with?! In their eyes, why commit to 1 man at an early age when they can just have tons of sex from different men, get the much needed validation the strive for, still get taken care of emotionally and financially by some of these men while keeping in the back of her mind that when it’s time to find a guy who will do her biding for the rest of her life all she will have to do is just chose the best possible slave and provider?

Keep in mind that many of the women in this article claim that they may never “need” to get married but I can assure you that they are being and acting delusional. At that particular stage in their life they may not see the need and think that they can actually live their lives without the help from a man but this will not last long for them especially as they grow older and realize that the attention they once reveled in is no longer given to them so easily nor will men be so easily swayed into providing for them when these very same men can go out and find a younger hotter woman to spend his efforts on!

I really want you guys to read this article and contribute… I wanna hear if you can relate to what I am suggesting… It’s quite a long read but well worth it!!! Enjoy and please let’s talk about this!

Boys on the Side

The hookup culture that has largely replaced dating on college campuses has been viewed, in many quarters, as socially corrosive and ultimately toxic to women, who seemingly have little choice but to participate. Actually, it is an engine of female progress—one being harnessed and driven by women themselves.
The porn pic being passed around on the students’ cellphones at an Ivy League business-­school party last fall was more prank than smut: a woman in a wool pom-pom hat giving a snowman with a snow penis a blow job.Snowblowing, it’s called, or snowman fellatio, terms everyone at this midweek happy hour seemed to know (except me). The men at the party flashed the snapshot at the women, and the women barely bothered to roll their eyes. These were not women’s-studies types, for sure; they were already several years out of college and proud veterans of the much maligned hookup culture that, over the past 15 years or so, has largely replaced dating on college campuses and beyond.

One of the women had already seen the photo five times before her boyfriend showed it to her, so she just moved her pitcher of beer in front of his phone and kept on talking. He’d already suggested twice that night that they go to a strip club, and when their mutual friend asked if the two of them were getting married, he gave the friend the finger and made sure his girlfriend could see it, so she wouldn’t get any ideas about a forthcoming ring. She remained unfazed. She was used to his “juvenile thing,” she told me.

I had gone to visit the business school because a friend had described the women there as the most sexually aggressive he had ever met. Many of them had been molded on trading floors or in investment banks with male-female ratios as terrifying as 50-to-1, so they had learned to keep pace with the boys. Women told me stories of being hit on at work by “FDBs” (finance douche bags) who hadn’t even bothered to take off their wedding rings, or sitting through Monday-morning meetings that started with stories about who had banged whom (or what) that weekend. In their decade or so of working, they had been routinely hazed by male colleagues showing them ever more baroque porn downloaded on cellphones. Snowblowing was nothing to them.

In fact, I found barely anyone who even noticed the vulgarity anymore, until I came across a new student. She had arrived two weeks earlier, from Argentina. She and I stood by the bar at one point and watched a woman put her hand on a guy’s inner thigh, shortly before they disappeared together. In another corner of the room, a beautiful Asian woman in her second year at school was entertaining the six guys around her with her best imitation of an Asian prostitute—­“Oooo, you so big. Me love you long time”—winning the Tucker Max showdown before any of the guys had even tried to make a move on her. (She eventually chose the shortest guy in the group to go home with, because, she later told me, he seemed like he’d be the best in bed.)

“Here in America, the girls, they give up their mouth, their ass, their tits,” the Argentinean said to me, punctuating each with the appropriate hand motion, “before they even know the guy. It’s like, ‘Hello.’ ‘Hello.’ ‘You wanna hook up?’ ‘Sure.’ They are so aggressive! Do they have hearts of steel or something? In my country, a girl like this would be desperate. Or a prostitute.”

So there we have it. America has unseated the Scandinavian countries for the title of Easiest Lay. We are, in the world’s estimation, a nation of prostitutes. And not even prostitutes with hearts of gold.

Is that so bad? Or is there, maybe, a different way to analyze the scene that had just unfolded? Admittedly, what the Argentinean and I had just witnessed fills the nightmares of those who lament the evil hookup culture: ubiquitous porn, young women so inured to ubiquitous porn that they don’t bother to protest, young women behaving exactly like frat boys, and no one guarding the virtues of honor, chivalry, or even lasting love. It’s a sexual culture lamented by, among others, Caitlin Flanagan, in the pages of this magazine as well as in her nostalgia-­drenched new book, Girl LandLike many other critics, Flanagan pines for an earlier time, when fathers protected “innocent” girls from “punks” and predators, and when girls understood it was their role to also protect themselves.

Girl Land, like so much writing about young women and sexuality, concentrates on what has been lost. The central argument holds that women have effectively been duped by a sexual revolution that persuaded them to trade away the protections of (and from) young men. In return, they were left even more vulnerable and exploited than before. Sexual liberation, goes the argument, primarily liberated men—to act as cads, using women for their own pleasures and taking no responsibility for the emotional wreckage that their behavior created. The men hold all the cards, and the women put up with it because now it’s too late to zip it back up, so they don’t have a choice.

But this analysis downplays the unbelievable gains women have lately made, and, more important, it forgets how much those gains depend on sexual liberation. Single young women in their sexual prime—that is, their 20s and early 30s, the same age as the women at the business-­school party—are for the first time in history more success­ful, on average, than the single young men around them. They are more likely to have a college degree and, in aggregate, they make more money. What makes this remarkable development possible is not just the pill or legal abortion but the whole new landscape of sexual freedom—the ability to delay marriage and have temporary relationships that don’t derail education or career. To put it crudely, feminist progress right now largely depends on the existence of the hookup culture. And to a surprising degree, it is women—not men—who are perpetuating the culture, especially in school, cannily manipulating it to make space for their success, always keeping their own ends in mind. For college girls these days, an overly serious suitor fills the same role an accidental pregnancy did in the 19th century: a danger to be avoided at all costs, lest it get in the way of a promising future.

The business-­school women I met were in an extreme situation. Wall Street culture had socialized them to tolerate high degrees of sexual crudeness, and they were also a decade past the tentative explorations of their freshman year. But they are merely the most purified sample of a much larger group of empowered college-age women. Even freshmen and sophomores are not nearly as vulnerable as we imagine them to be.

On a mild fall afternoon in 2011, I sat in a courtyard with some undergraduates at Yale to ask about their romantic lives. A few months earlier, a group of mostly feminist-minded students had filed a Title IX complaint against the university for tolerating a “hostile sexual environment on campus.” The students specifically cited a 2010 incident when members of the Delta Kappa Epsilon fraternity stood outside freshman dorms chanting “No means yes! Yes means anal!” I’d heard this phrase before, from the business-school students, of course: on spring break, they had played a game called “dirty rounds”—something like charades, except instead of acting out movie or book titles, they acted out sex slogans like the one above, or terms like pink sock (what your anus looks like after too much anal sex). But the Yale undergraduates had not reached that level of blitheness. They were incensed. The week before I arrived, an unrelated group of students ran a letter in the campus paper complaining that the heart of the problem was “Yale’s sexual culture” itself, that the “hookup culture is fertile ground for acts of sexual selfishness, in­sensitivity, cruelty and malice.”

At Yale I heard stories like the ones I had read in many journalistic accounts of the hookup culture. One sorority girl, a junior with a beautiful tan, long dark hair, and a great figure, whom I’ll call Tali, told me that freshman year she, like many of her peers, was high on her first taste of the hookup culture and didn’t want a boyfriend. “It was empowering, to have that kind of control,” she recalls. “Guys were texting and calling me all the time, and I was turning them down. I really enjoyed it! I had these options to hook up if I wanted them, and no one would judge me for it.” But then, sometime during sophomore year, her feelings changed. She got tired of relation­ships that just faded away, “no end, no beginning.” Like many of the other college women I talked with, Tali and her friends seemed much more sexually experienced and knowing than my friends at college. They were as blasé about blow jobs and anal sex as the one girl I remember from my junior year whom we all considered destined for a tragic early marriage or an asylum. But they were also more innocent. When I asked Tali what she really wanted, she didn’t say anything about commitment or marriage or a return to a more chival­rous age. “Some guy to ask me out on a date to the frozen-­yogurt place,” she said. That’s it. A $3 date.

But the soda-fountain nostalgia of this answer quickly dissipated when I asked Tali and her peers a related question: Did they want the hookup culture to go away—might they prefer the mores of an earlier age, with formal dating and slightly more obvious rules? This question, each time, prompted a look of horror. Reform the culture, maybe, teach women to “advocate for themselves”—a phrase I heard many times—but end it? Never. Even one of the women who had initiated the Title IX complaint, Alexandra Brodsky, felt this way. “I would never come down on the hookup culture,” she said. “Plenty of women enjoy having casual sex.”

Books about the hookup culture tend to emphasize the frustration that results from transient sexual encounters, stripped of true intimacy: “A lot of [boys] just want to hook up with you and then never talk to you again … and they don’t care!” one woman complains to Kathleen Bogle in Hooking Up: Sex, Dating, and Relationships on Campus. “That might not stop you [from hooking up,] because you think: ‘This time it might be different.’ ” From her interviews with 76 college students, Bogle also deduces that the double standard is alive and well. Men tally “fuck points” on their frat-house bulletin boards. Women who sleep with “too many” men are called “houserats” or “lax­titutes” (a term of art denoting women who sleep with several guys on the lacrosse team) or are deemed “HFH,” meaning “hot for a hookup” but definitely not for anything more. The hookup culture, writes Bogle, is a “battle of the sexes” in which women want relationships and men want “no strings attached.”

But it turns out that these sorts of spotlight interviews can be misleading. Talk to an individual 19-year-old woman such as Tali on a given day, and she may give you an earful of girl trouble. But as her girlfriend might tell her after a teary night, you have to get some perspective. Zoom out, and you see that for most women, the hookup culture is like an island they visit, mostly during their college years and even then only when they are bored or experimenting or don’t know any better. But it is not a place where they drown. The sexual culture may be more coarse these days, but young women are more than adequately equipped to handle it, because unlike the women in earlier ages, they have more-important things on their minds, such as good grades and intern­ships and job interviews and a financial future of their own. The most patient and thorough research about the hookup culture shows that over the long run, women benefit greatly from living in a world where they can have sexual adventure without commitment or all that much shame, and where they can enter into temporary relation­ships that don’t get in the way of future success.

In 2004, Elizabeth Armstrong, then a sociologist at Indiana University, and Laura Hamilton, a young graduate student, set out to do a study on sexual abuse in college students’ relationships. They applied for permission to interview women on a single floor of what was known as a “party dorm” at a state university in the Midwest. About two-thirds of the students came from what they called “more privileged” backgrounds, meaning they had financial support from their parents, who were probably college-educated themselves. A third came from less privileged families; they supported themselves and were probably the first in their family to go to college. The researchers found their first day of interviewing so enlightening that they decided to ask the administration if they could stay on campus for four years and track the 53 women’s romantic lives.

Women in the dorm complained to the researchers about the double standard, about being called sluts, about not being treated with respect. But what emerged from four years of research was the sense that hooking up was part of a larger romantic strategy, part of what Armstrong came to think of as a “sexual career.” For an upwardly mobile, ambitious young woman, hookups were a way to dip into relationships without disrupting her self-development or schoolwork. Hookups functioned as a “delay tactic,” Armstrong writes, because the immediate priority, for the privileged women at least, was setting themselves up for a career. “If I want to maintain the lifestyle that I’ve grown up with,” one woman told Armstrong, “I have to work. I just don’t see myself being someone who marries young and lives off of some boy’s money.” Or from another woman: “I want to get secure in a city and in a job … I’m not in any hurry at all. As long as I’m married by 30, I’m good.”

The women still had to deal with the old-fashioned burden of protecting their personal reputations, but in the long view, what they really wanted to protect was their future professional reputations. “Rather than struggling to get into relationships,” Armstrong reported, women “had to work to avoid them.” (One woman lied to an interested guy, portraying herself as “extremely conservative” to avoid dating him.) Many did not want a relationship to steal time away from their friendships or studying.

Armstrong and Hamilton had come looking for sexual victims. Instead, at this university, and even more so at other, more prestigious universities they studied, they found the opposite: women who were managing their romantic lives like savvy headhunters. “The ambitious women calculate that having a relationship would be like a four-credit class, and they don’t always have time for it, so instead they opt for a lighter hookup,” Armstrong told me.

The women described boyfriends as “too greedy” and relation­ships as “too involved.” One woman “with no shortage of admirers” explained, “I know this sounds really pathetic and you probably think I am lying, but there are so many other things going on right now that it’s really not something high up on my list … I know that’s such a lame-ass excuse, but it’s true.” The women wanted to study or hang out with friends or just be “100 percent selfish,” as one said. “I have the rest of my life to devote to a husband or kids or my job.” Some even purposely had what one might think of as fake boyfriends, whom they considered sub–marriage quality, and weren’t genuinely attached to. “He fits my needs now, because I don’t want to get married now,” one said. “I don’t want anyone else to influence what I do after I graduate.”

The most revealing parts of the study emerge from the interviews with the less privileged women. They came to college mostly with boyfriends back home and the expectation of living a life similar to their parents’, piloting toward an early marriage. They were still fairly conservative and found the hookup culture initially alienating (“Those rich bitches are way slutty” is how Armstrong summarizes their attitude). They felt trapped between the choice of marrying the kind of disastrous hometown guy who never gets off the couch, and will steal their credit card—or joining a sexual culture that made them uncomfortable. The ones who chose the first option were considered the dorm tragedies, women who had succumbed to some Victorian-style delusion. “She would always talk about how she couldn’t wait to get married and have babies,” one woman said about her working-class friend. “It was just like, Whoa. I’m 18 … Slow down. You know? Then she just crazy dropped out of school and wouldn’t contact any of us … The way I see it is that she’s from a really small town, and that’s what everyone in her town does … [they] get married and have babies.”

Most of the women considered success stories by their dormmates had a revelation and revised their plan, setting themselves on what was universally considered the path to success. “Now I’m like, I don’t even need to be getting married yet [or] have kids,” one of the less privileged women told the researchers in her senior year. “All of [my brother’s] friends, 17-to-20-year-old girls, have their … babies, and I’m like, Oh my God … Now I’ll be able to do something else for a couple years before I settle down … before I worry about kids.” The hookup culture opened her horizons. She could study and work and date, and live on temporary intimacy. She could find her way to professional success, and then get married.

Does this mean that in the interim years, women are living a depraved, libertine existence, contributing to the breakdown of social order? Hardly. In fact, women have vastly more control over their actions and appetites than we have been led to believe. You could even say that what defines this era is an unusual amount of sexual control and planning. Since 2005, Paula England, a sociologist at New York University, has been collecting data from an online survey about hookups. She is up to about 20,000 responses—the largest sample to date. In her survey, college seniors report an average of 7.9 hookups over four years, but a median of only five. (“Hookups” do not necessarily involve sex; students are instructed to use whatever definition their friends use.) This confirms what other surveys have found: people at either end of the scale are skewing the numbers. Researchers guess that about a quarter of college kids skip out on the hookup culture altogether, while a similar number participate with gusto—about 10 hookups or more (the lax­titutes?). For the majority in the middle, the hookup culture is a place to visit freshman year, or whenever you feel like it, or after you’ve been through a breakup, says England. Most important, hookups haven’t wrecked the capacity for intimacy. In England’s survey, 74 percent of women and about an equal number of men say they’ve had a relationship in college that lasted at least six months.

When they do hook up, the weepy-­woman stereotype doesn’t hold. Equal numbers of men and women—about half—report to England that they enjoyed their latest hookup “very much.” About 66 percent of women say they wanted their most recent hookup to turn into something more, but 58 percent of men say the same—not a vast difference, considering the cultural panic about the demise of chivalry and its consequences for women. And in fact, the broad inference that young people are having more sex—and not just coarser sex—is just wrong; teenagers today, for instance, are far less likely than their parents were to have sex or get pregnant. Between 1988 and 2010, the percentage of teenage girls having sex dropped from 37 to 27, according to the latest data from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. By many measures, the behavior of young people can even look like a return to a more innocent age.

Almost all of the college women Armstrong and Hamilton interviewed assumed they would get married, and were looking forward to it. In England’s survey, about 90 percent of the college kids, male and female, have said they want to get married.

One of the great crime stories of the past 20 years, meanwhile, is the dramatic decline of rape and sexual assault. Between 1993 and 2008, the rate of those crimes against females dropped by 70 percent nationally. When women were financially dependent on men, leaving an abusive situation was much harder for them. But now women who in earlier eras might have stayed in such relationships can leave or, more often, kick men out of the house. Women, argues Mike Males, a criminologist at the Center on Juvenile and Criminal Justice, “have achieved a great deal more power. And that makes them a lot harder to victimize.”

We’ve landed in an era that has produced a new breed of female sexual creature, one who acknowledges the eternal vulnerability of women but, rather than cave in or trap herself in the bell jar, instead looks that vulnerability square in the face and then manipulates it in unexpected, and sometimes hilarious, ways. In the fall of 2010, Karen Owen, a recent graduate of Duke University, became momentarily famous when her friends leaked her pornographic PowerPoint presentation cataloging her sexual exploits with 13 Duke athletes, whom she identified by name, skill, and penis size (“While he had girth on his side, the subject was severely lacking in length”). In Owen’s hands, scenes of potential humiliation were transformed into punch lines. (“Mmm tell me about how much you like big, black cocks,” Subject 6, a baseball player, told her. “But, I’ve never even hooked up with a black man!” she told him. “Oh … well, just pretend like you have,” he responded. “Umm ok … I like big, black … cocks?”)

The 2012 successor to the iconic single-girl show of a decade ago, Sex and the City, is Girls, a new HBO series created by the indie actress/filmmaker Lena Dunham, who plays the main character, Hannah. When Hannah has sex, she is not wearing a Carrie Bradshaw–style $200 couture bra and rolling in silk sheets, but hiking her shirt up over belly flesh loose enough that her boyfriend, Adam, can grab it by the fistful. In one scene, they attempt anal sex: “That feels awful.” In another, Adam spins a ridiculously degrading fantasy about Hannah as an 11-year-old hooker with a “fucking Cabbage Patch lunch box.” Hannah plays along, reluctantly. But when they’re done, she doesn’t feel deep remorse or have to detox with her girlfriends or call the police. She makes a joke about the 11-year-old, which he doesn’t get, and then goes home to rock out with her roommate to Swedish pop star Robyn’s “Dancing on My Own.”

In Hannah’s charmed but falling-apart life, her encounters with Adam count as “experience,” fodder for the memoir she half-jokingly tells her parents will make her “the voice of [her] generation.” She is our era’s Portnoy, entitled and narcissistic enough to obsess about precisely how she gets off. (Adam, meanwhile, plays the role of the Pumpkin, or the Pilgrim, or the Monkey, the love or lust objects from Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint—all merely props in Portnoy’s long and comical sexual journey.) The suspense in the series is not driven by the usual rom-com mystery—will she or won’t she get her man?—because she snags him pretty early in the series. Instead it’s driven by the un­certainty of Hannah’s career—will she or won’t she fulfill her potential and become a great writer? When, in the season finale, Adam asks to move in, she rejects him. We’re left to believe that one reason is because she’s afraid he might get in the way of her bigger plans to be a writer.

There is no retreating from the hookup culture to an earlier age, when a young man showed up at the front door with a box of chocolates for his sweetheart, and her father eyed him warily. Even the women most frustrated by the hookup culture don’t really want that. The hookup culture is too bound up with everything that’s fabulous about being a young woman in 2012—the freedom, the confidence, the knowledge that you can always depend on yourself. The only option is what Hannah’s friends always tell her—stop doing what feels awful, and figure out what doesn’t.

Young men and women have discovered a sexual freedom unbridled by the conventions of marriage, or any conventions. But that’s not how the story ends. They will need time, as one young woman at Yale told me, to figure out what they want and how to ask for it. Ultimately, the desire for a deeper human connection always wins out, for both men and women. Even for those business-school women, their hookup years are likely to end up as a series of photographs, buried somewhere on their Facebook page, that they do or don’t share with their husband—a memory that they recall fondly or sourly, but that hardly defines them.

 By Hanna Rosin

http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2012/09/boys-on-the-side/309062/

9 thoughts on “Hook-Up Culture… A great article for you to read!

  1. Excellent article. It’s a new age, with new standards. The stereotype of the “weeping woman” (love that image) is grossly inadequate. Women want sex too, always have. Modern freedom enables them to pursue the men they want on the terms they want.

    Many on the more conservative side, such as what you see on the blog “Hooking Up Smart” (which should really be named “Hooking up not at all” because of the anti-casual sex message sent), unfortunately continue to think about the genders in a black/white fashion: where women just want relationships, and men just want sex, and that’s that. It’s good to see some common sense and logic in the mix.

    I say, let people do what they want, as long as they aren’t hurting anyone or themselves. Women don’t need to be babied and treated with kid gloves. It’s not the 1950s anymore. Women can take care of themselves and their own desires. Needless to say, us men should take care of ours too.

  2. This reninds me of something that happened a few years ago… Before getting into the community, I hooked up with this young hot career-minded engineer chick after one of my band’s shows. We dated for about a month then I (not knowing any better back then) asked her to be serious and be boyfriend and girlfriend. Like magic she disappeared! Saw her like a week later leaving a bar with some dude… I was so confused!

    Now I know better, and it’s insightful to see research on it. So the thing to take away? Don’t give a fuck! Actually maybe give a little bit of a fuck, but don’t try to hard to get into a relationship, learn from the women!

    And yeah I think it’s completely true they can handle themselves.

    • Conscious…

      Validation Junkies… Women need validation to survive. The typical women will have very little self-worth. Her own sense of self worth will come from how the world, men and women view her! It makes her feel desirable, special and capable of getting a man. Women will go to great lengths to be validated and once you give a woman the validation that she’s looking for, you’re done! The best way to validate a woman is with sex from you!

  3. My thoughts:
    – I had a girlfriend who I was on and off with, and no doubt in my mind, after reading this, she was a part of the hook up culture. She would tell me how she feels bad that she’s “so selfish” when it came to her leaving me. It was an “on and off” thing. When all was said and done, what mattered most to her was in fact her future. Pretty sure because she felt the same way these women felt in the study (I have a bright future & career to secure).

    – It is what it is. I’ve learned in my own life not to “fight the system” or try to “reform it,” instead to adapt to it and use it to my own advantage; much like how we use fashion and perceived value of fashion to our own advantage when it comes to sexy-stereotyping of men.

    – it does give you a sense of the destruction of the nature of men: masculinity. I don’t think any of this is by accident. Masculinity has been under attack culturally, politically, and, even, biologically (via BPA that apparently, feminizes men).

    When all is said and done, what this to me is that those few boys who turn themselves into masculine men who draw power from their self-being and handle their dating life will be highly valued and sought after by women who grow up in such a culture of clutter, noise, & sub-par men.

  4. That was one long-ass article! But thanks for sharing.

    Definitely interesting. The thing that I would get out of this article is that we should be more non-needy and okay with whatever happens with our dating life. Even when we happen to witness a situation where we had kiss close/sex or whatever and the girl just disappears. Stop thinking about it and move on to the next one. I myself am way pass that period (I happen to think so, I hope), but there are guys who get way too wrapped up in their thoughts about why it didn’t work out. Why she left, disappeared etc. I don’t know if the that’s the reason (the hook up culture), but we definitely don’t want to spend more time thinking about it.

    The world is evolving and I’m not blaming or judging these girls for how they act. If I was a hot 9 or 10 maybe I also would benefit from these situations and chase my career while not having deep and long relationship with some guy, because in my opinion the long term relationships is the number 1 killer for creating something big, creative and innovative in your life.

    • @Zlatan – Yeah the only problem with this is that I’m pretty sure both men & women are unhappy in the long-run. My perspective tells me the fabric of society is being torn apart, and it is indeed a society with no real values, beliefs, or principles.

      That’s fine by me. But what happens to the family…? The most basic, core structure of a society or tribe. How will this affect our society in the long-run?

      History is very revealing & telling when such things happen. All fine by me, 100%.

      “When you’re born you get a ticket to the freak show. When you’re born in America, you get a front row seat.” ~ George Carlin

      • Well I don’t think human beings are going to stop creating families. As the article stated ‘married life’ is just going to take place more in the late 20’s, not the early 20’s for a girl. A girl is going to get married at the age of 28 and have baby when she is let’s say 30. Whether they (we) want it or not, they are going to feel changes in their minds/body and you can’t control that. You are going to reach a level in your maturity where you would like to create a family (and this will happen because you would feel that, not because society says that’s the right thing to do). You are going to want to stop the crazy life (let’s say you have one) and just settle down and have kids and focus on other stuff. Of course that’s not going happen for everyone, but you definitely won’t see groups of 35 and 40 year old women in the club looking for a different hook up every night.

        Maybe in the future there will be found some common ground where you are 1. born 2.raised 3. have your fun in your 20-30s 4. raise a family 5. focus on that and other things that you’re creating with your life. Because let’s look back and see that 50 years ago what used to be like is a young girl has her first child and gets married at the age of 18 to 20. And this was considered the right thing to do. Pass the age of 20 or 23 and you’re a an `old maid`. Which was definitely crazy! Hell, there still are some parts of the world where the boy has his wedding and he sees the girl on THE WEDDING. How does that sound? This is a story I just heard a few days ago and the country name is Kuwait. So at the moment there are all kinds of examples and changes that are taking place and we have no other choice but to adapt and take what we can from that life we’re living.

        That’s my take on it.

  5. Interesting. I think it’s a nurture thing which is part of the equation, but I don’t think the nature will change anytime soon. If it took millions of years for a woman to learn to trade sex for resources (due to the physiological advantages men have that were at one point useful for food and protection) I don’t think it can be unlearned in a matter of a few decades. Also, if women have 200 eggs in a lifetime while men have something like 400 billion sperm, it would follow that they’d be more selective as far as who they sleep with, viewing it as an investment. Then there’s still the issue that women get stuck with the kid… yes we have birth control, but effective, readily available birth control is still a very new development so the programming is still there.

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