This is why I like slash.

[rubberbutton]

Okay, I read “31 ways to meet, catch and keep Mr. Right”, an excerpt on MSN from How To Marry A Fabulous Man by Pari Livermore. I’m not looking to meet Mr. Right and I pretty much hate anyone who uses the phrase “Mr. Right” without irony, but I do occasional troll the banality of MSNBC relationship articles, mostly because I have a sick compulsion to get myself riled up. And any article that uses the same vocabulary for relationships that most people would use for big game hunting promises much to feed the rage.

Am I the only one who sees the hypocrisy in the juxtaposition of the following statements, only one paragraph apart in the article?

If he has what you want, but he looks like Elmer Fudd, don’t pass him by. When Sylvia, a former New York newscaster, met Bob, she said he reminded her of a chubby cartoon character. In a few weeks he captured her heart and became her hero. I’ve seen it happen many times. As you begin to care about someone, his appearance becomes less important.

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It is important to remember that men are very visual. Try to look as GOOD as possible as OFTEN as possible.

The accompanying clip from the Today show is pretty great too. All about letting him see what you’ve got, but not giving it to him and doing what you have to keep the power in the relationship. Another highlight for me personally was when Livermore, stressing the charitable nature of her matchmaking, said that men were encouraged to give money and women were encouraged to do volunteer work. WTF.

So men's worth comes from their intelligence and personalities and the wealth that they thereby create, and women's worth comes only from their bodies.

Jesus Christ. It should be satire...but it’s not.

Comments

[buffbanded.livejournal.com]

So men's worth comes from their intelligence and personalities and the wealth that they thereby create, and women's worth comes only from their bodies.

Nice. Have you x-posted anywhere? I miss a lot of things like this since I’m afraid I don't share the hobby of freely choosing to shoot up one's blood pressure by reading crap like this without there being an intelligent voice to mitigate it. But I like that you do :-)

[rubberbutton.livejournal.com]

Have you x-posted anywhere?

Nah. I feel bad enough about harassing my flist, who presumably signed up for it. And it's not like I'm saying anything everyone didn't already know. *g*

I don't share the hobby of freely choosing to shoot up one's blood pressure by reading crap like this

It's not a hobby I'd recommend. I keep meaning to quit, but have some sort of sick compulsion. I'm seeking mental help.