Fun fact, by doing the above, you’ll end up meeting women who don’t feel that way and are relationship material, and plenty of acquaintances who think you “don’t count” because you’re “one of the good ones”.
That’s why they’re acquaintances, rather than friends. I agree with your assessment. I can’t consider someone a friend who assumes I’m a piece shit until proven otherwise because of my immutable characteristics. Tangentially, I also can’t consider someone a friend who thinks hell is real and that a perfectly just god will send me there. Needless to say I have a small but close friend circle.
You can’t change other people. You can’t change society. You can’t change human nature. All you can do is to work with what the world gives you. All you can do is to adjust yourself. So you accept the sexism and racism and classism and ageism etc and find workrounds to make it through somehow to hopefully end up being mostly perceived as one of the good ones. Making lemonade out of the lemons life gives you. Screaming at the world to give you oranges will only cause the world to stop giving you lemons and then you have no more lemonade and a sore throat too.
I’m posing a broader question about society to clarify a general concern with no particular motivation, and you make it about meeting women.
That suggests something about assumed motivations in these discussions.
The comic may be and so may the comment I was replying to.
The question, however, isn’t: people may have more on their minds than the pursuit of women, eg, the state of humanity.
Moreover, the comic is about multiple things.
The man sees an invitation to meet women.
The woman sees a warning.
It makes as much sense to ask about this discrepancy, messages, norms.
Does a dysfunctional society matter?
Fun fact, by doing the above, you’ll end up meeting women who don’t feel that way and are relationship material, and plenty of acquaintances who think you “don’t count” because you’re “one of the good ones”.
Oh that’s cool, I know a lot of black people like that.
“Wait what? Wdym that’s racist? But I should accept ‘one of the good ones’ when it applies to me? I’m too ND for this bullshit.”
That’s why they’re acquaintances, rather than friends. I agree with your assessment. I can’t consider someone a friend who assumes I’m a piece shit until proven otherwise because of my immutable characteristics. Tangentially, I also can’t consider someone a friend who thinks hell is real and that a perfectly just god will send me there. Needless to say I have a small but close friend circle.
You either accept being one of the good ones or you end up being one of the bad ones.
And me saying that to black people when they get mad I said they’re one of the good ones isn’t racist? 'Cause…
You can’t change other people. You can’t change society. You can’t change human nature. All you can do is to work with what the world gives you. All you can do is to adjust yourself. So you accept the sexism and racism and classism and ageism etc and find workrounds to make it through somehow to hopefully end up being mostly perceived as one of the good ones. Making lemonade out of the lemons life gives you. Screaming at the world to give you oranges will only cause the world to stop giving you lemons and then you have no more lemonade and a sore throat too.
When god gives you lemons you find a new god.
There is no god, only Zuul.
Do I want to?
I’m posing a broader question about society to clarify a general concern with no particular motivation, and you make it about meeting women. That suggests something about assumed motivations in these discussions.
Huh? This literally what the meme is about and you are having a discussion in it’s comment section beneath?
The comic may be and so may the comment I was replying to. The question, however, isn’t: people may have more on their minds than the pursuit of women, eg, the state of humanity.
Moreover, the comic is about multiple things. The man sees an invitation to meet women. The woman sees a warning.
It makes as much sense to ask about this discrepancy, messages, norms.
Not overly much - society has “dysfunctioned” along perfectly well for millennia. It will continue to be dysfunctional for many more millennia.
Better to enjoy your life and spite that dysfunction than to live under its heel.