Why didn't they?
Its important to have standards, but it is just as important to be realistic.
I’m 51, I live in rural Alaska, I have a wife with a terminal disease and sometime god forbid I will be a single parent again. I am not impressed with the stuck up woman nowadays either, luckily I marriage the most un-selfish person ever, she is so far removed from what American woman try to be I sometimes wonder why, anyhow if and when it happens her passing on I think I will take a trip around the world, maybe an Australian girl.
"Gee honey, it really feels great knowing that I'm your backup plan. Glad I can be around to supplement your income and help with the chores, and don't worry about trying to look nice or anything. I'll always be your #2, baby."
I found these parts especially interesting:
He's a young man in his 20s, refusing to grow up, with access to ATMs for instant money to spend on himself.
(What's so bad about spending the money you earn on yourself?)
... He's uncultured, uncouth and unkempt, preferring beer to fine wine, skateboards to sports cars and teenage toys to higher status symbols of maturity.
Beer is inferior to fine wine? Maybe to an elitist snob. As far as skateboards, sports cars, and status symbols...what difference does it make? Personally, I think the acquisition of any "status symbols" shows a vacuous personality. A real man finds his worth in his accomplishments, his self-sufficiency, his commitment to principles...not through objects. Not even through expensive, "mature", sexy objects.
Those tattoos above the butt dont help out either, ladies.
The women this person speaks of are looking for someone whom they consider to be appreciably more of “everything” the women already believe themselves to be, thinking that they deserve some romantic vision of an ideal man.
In the meantime, they’ve squandered themselves by sleeping around with men they couldn’t keep, for some reason.
These women are what I was having to choose among, until I met the woman for me—in another country.
We are now happily married. She’s a fine person— intelligent, attractive, decent, and kind. She never slept around (nor did I).
The women of the article are so into themselves, that they can’t see their actual worth to a decent man has essentially shot down to near zero.
But, that is life when you pattern yourself after the “Sex and the City” lifestyle.
Sorry Ladies, I’m already taken.