AWB posts a very interesting thought on objectification, the toleration of equals, and emotional claustrophobia.

Go read it.

But remember that no discussion of dating, and especially the possible systematic effects of masculinity, would be complete without an aside from one or more commentors.


No, really. Me.



Gawd. Despair is completely wasted upon the young. A young gent believes that being 22 and single qualifies him for a level of existential crisis that is actually reserved for those presently in the process of dying.

Put down the black eyeliner, the Dashboard Confessional…whatever it is that you’re shooting these days.

You’re breathing. And that’s a far cry better than a whole host of sorry bastards will do today.

Enjoy if for once, will ya?