Dalrock, a manosphere traditionalist with a great love of charts and statistics and other accoutrements of SCIENCE, has managed to figure out a way to stretch “don’t be so picky, ladies, or you’ll get old and ugly and no man will ever want you” out to 1500 words.
Here are a few of them:
Men foot the searching costs in the marriage and sexual marketplace (MMP & SMP). This means bearing most of the risk of rejection and expending the bulk of the resources to facilitate the process of meeting and getting to know one another.
Oh dear. We’re off to a very unpromising start here.
As the ones who bear the costs of courtship, men have a strong incentive to minimize the number of women they court and the overall duration of time spent in the process. However, as the consumers of courtship, women have an incentive to draw the process out as long as possible and to receive courtship from as many men as possible.
Here’s some surveillance footage of an average American woman being courted by several men.
But now — get this — the ladies are waiting longer to marry!
Just think about what this does to the dude navigating the marriage market hoping to “maximize his Pareto efficiency,” if you know what I mean and I think you do.
He needs to manage risk vs reward. When courting, there are two fundamental risks. These are the risk of wasting resources on the wrong women, and the risk of rejection harming the man’s reputation/MMV.
So watch out, ladies, because if you wait too long, guys are going to decide you’re not much of a bargain!
For a man who is managing the risks of courtship outlined above, the age of a woman is very important. The older a woman is, the more likely it is that she is very picky and/or not seriously looking for a husband.
Exactly! Because women never change their mind because they’re, you know, in a different stage of their life or anything.
Older women also are less attractive from a courtship perspective because they have used up more of their most attractive/fertile years, and while their attractiveness for marriage has declined their expectations for courtship have only increased.
This reminds me of that famous joke, you know, where that woman approaches Winston Churchill at a party and says, “Sir, you are drunk.”
And he replies: “And you, Bessie, have used up your most attractive/fertile years. But I shall be sober in the morning, and you will still have used up your most attractive/fertile years.”
That Churchill, what a card!
Consider the 25% of current early thirties White women who still haven’t married; unless they are terminally unattractive an awful lot of courtship has almost certainly been wasted on them.
Are there really a lot of guys who look back on the women they dated in their twenties and think, “boy, I wasted a lot of courtship on those gals! I mean, I wasted nearly 14 courtship on Jessa alone!” (Also, who knew that the women are always the ones to blame when heterosexual couples in their twenties break up?)
They aren’t just bad bets for courtship today, but (in retrospect) they clearly were bad bets for courtship for the last 15 years. …
Put simply, the extended delay of marriage by women has placed marriage minded men in a dilemma; older women are (generally speaking) known bad bets for courtship, but half of early twenties women are also poor bets for courtship.
Well, you could always marry a dude.
There are only two logical ways men can respond to women’s extension of courtship.
Wait, really? Please, please, please, let one of the ways be “marry a dude.”
The first logical choice is to recognize that these women are debasing marriage, and decide to “court” for sex and not marriage.
Damn. Anyway, sexual relationships are fine, but you are aware that there are other kinds of relationships — sorry, “courting” — besides sex and marriage, right?
Ok, we still have one more. Marry a dude. Marry a dude. Marry a dude.
But while “courting” for sex is a logical choice, it is not a moral choice, and we still do see men courting for marriage. For these men, having a fairly low age cutoff makes a great deal of sense.
That’s your, er, “solution?” Marry a teenager? Or a woman at most in her early twenties?
As Dalrock knows, but doesn’t want to believe, those who marry when they’re very young are much more likely to divorce than those who marry when they’re older. For evidence, see this chart, which I found elsewhere on Dalrock’s own blog:
But hope springs eternal for modern misogynistic manospherian marriage market minded men (MMMMMMM).
Maybe I’m just not going back far enough. Go back a few hundred years, and then all ladies were sweet and feminine and submissive, for sure. Like this one.
Awful white of ya, Mikey.
And how’s that chip on yer shoulder from being passed over, over and over? Ha, ha.
LMAO at “didn’t even matter if he was black.” Totally missed that.
Michael ends that Dalrock post like this.
Er, yeah, if you marry a women (sic) she is most likely going to be either under or over thirty. Such a complex mathematical problem to work out.
3) Be single and enjoy my money.
Go for it.
Mikey, you forgot a choice:
4) Marry a man
Same-sex marriage is legal in California, right?
Yuppers.
I just love the look on her face in the “Nadezhda Durova at about age thirteen” pic.
Go back even further and you’ve got St Olga of Kiev, who you do not want to mess with.
A minor detail amid all Mikey’s grossness, but what on earth is this? Like a butterfly’s WHAT on a beast? I didn’t think butterflies (see, Mikey, that’s how you do plurals) were that interested in beasts. Beasts aren’t noted for supplying nectar. Is he trying to say “like bees round a honey-pot” and totally fucking it up?
Women’s javelin has been in the Olympics since 1932. Here is a link to a picture of the gold medal winner, Midred “Babe” Didrikson.
http://ripley.za.net/wp-content/plugins/rss-poster/cache/4ee98_0e5b6_120803060523-babe-didrikson-1932-horizontal-gallery.jpg
It took a lot longer for women’s pole vault to be an Olympic event (the year 2000).
Ah, but “honeypot” is so feminine. And I’m guessing that Miky is as ignorant about the sex of bees as he is about grammar & punctuation.
And there’s a such a satisfiingly racist dog whistle feel to “beast”, isn’t there, Mikey?
Love that pic of St Olga of Kiev! Her expression is totally “You want to be next, boy?”
He probably thinks the worker bees are male and the drones female. MRAs tend to.
There are some great pics of St Olga, and curiously enough they all seem to have that expression – even some of the icons!
This one’s my favourite – the eyes look like she’s thinking “Why was I born several centuries too early to hook up with Vlad Tepes?”
Oh yeah, Russian and Ukrainian women are pretty, all right…but they can also kick the shit out of any dude who messes with them. How conveniently they forget…
Either that, or they resent the fact that drones are male, and consider it misandry. And proof positive of a grand feminist scheme to reduce males (and their honey-golden sperm!) to an oppressed slave class.
Anyone have a badass Russian or Eastern European woman from earlier than 900 AD?
Yes! All those poor beta drones and that horrible b***h of a queen bee making them compete … MISANDRY!
Hey, I got called an “emotional feminazi” who’s doing the whole misandry thing by some douchey little idiot on Raw Story. So much laughage (especially the bit when someone said the Nazis were so well known for crying through romcoms).
Mikey’s racist? I am shocked, SHOCKED that such a fine, manly, upstanding hunk o’ husband material is a racist.
How fitting. Mikey, write when you have an original thought.
Now, now, hellkell. Wouldn’t you say “invisible shrieking shrew” is original?
… Okay, maybe not.
Caring about animals is misandry!
Ooh, I miss Coco, and his offspring. Loved that puppy… (my former roommate’s dogs, though the puppy thought he was mine)
Mikey’s prolly scared Kate Moss will meet someone when she’s out walking the dog.
Friendly Person: Oh, that’s a sweet dog! What breed is zie?
Kate: She’s a Maltese-Poodle cross.
Friendly Person: There are so many lovely poodle crosses. Have you seen the … [conversation ensues]
Mikey would have a shitfit if KM got out of the house and met, y’know, likeable people.
Even without the conversation, another person getting within 10m would freak him out, because that’s how hitting on people works. General proximity.