Many women’s blog sites and magazines have the same convoluted message coming through: “Why can’t I find a man?”
Mostly these are women crying out for some sort of “commitment” from a man after half a lifetime of whoring themselves out and finding that they’re left alone. When they say, “Why can’t I find a man?” what they really mean is, “Why can’t some tall, rich, good looking alpha find me and discover how wonderful I am?” or else ,”Why can’t I trick some beta into marriage?”
In SingleGirlBlogging‘s most recent post, we find such whiny entitlement. A slutty, self-absorbed, not-wife-material bitch complaining that all she gets are whta she is: douchebags.
Whenever I hear a woman complain, “Why can’t I find a man?” or its counterpart, “Why can’t I find a man who commits?” I have begun to respond, loudly, so that all may hear:
“Because you aren’t worth it!”