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There is truth in what you say. I’ll pile on some.

I went off the script a couple of times when dating, in that I dated a few non Christian women.

They were, compared to the other women I dated, well adjusted and had their lives put together. Were it not for the command to not be unequally yoked I’d have jumped ship on dating inside the church right then. That command of God is the only thing that held me there because the Christian women I dated were uniformly borderline personalities or straight out narcissists. They were emotionally stunted, unpleasant harridans, except for the top few women. Being more of an average man, those top women were never available to me. That’s ok, that never bothered me at all. I’m nothing if not a realist. I figured an average guy like me would seek out women in my own league as it were.

That didn’t work so well.

In general, my observation is that of the few women my age that were average desireability, they refused to give average men the time of day. They fought each other through their 20s over the small proportion of top men, because they were princesses who only deserved the very best according to mommy, daddy, and the false feminist Christ the churchians taught. Then when they reached 35 they realized they weren’t going to win that game. So they fell back to Average Joe.

Average Joe was not amused and took a pass on that shit deal. With the good days of his youth cast aside like so much trash, he saw no reason to go there.

If I had a son I would advise him against dating Christian women unless he was unusually attractive to women or scored a high paying secure job right out of school, and even then I’d counsel a lot of caution and advise being extremely picky. We would also be dispensing with the traditional “gentlemanly” behaviors as they are wasted on this generation of emotional illiterates.

If I seem bitter I, I don’t mean to. If people don’t like it...well, I hate it for them. If I had grown up in my parents generation I’d have done well, but I didn’t. Liberal social values took away the best years of my youth, and even if things changed right now, I still can’t get those experiences back.

So yes, I have every reason to be displeased with how things went. I have no moral obligation to further participate in a system designed to destroy and consume me for the convenience of others. I also have a moral obligation to warn young men of what they are about to face whether anybody likes it or not.

Rant over.