good question

Sunday, March 1, 2009

good question

While watching the Matchmaker Millionaire on Bravo (I know, complete waste of time, but I had time to kill), a very powerful and intriguing question kept popping up: why are you still single? Obviously a millionaire should have no trouble finding a partner, let alone a date, but these ill-fated millionaires have a lackluster love life compared to their bank accounts. After getting a good look at these millionaires, you could clearly see why they are still single and looking. About half are “players” fooling themselves with the notion of finally settling down, while the others are almost complete dorks stuck in cyberspace. (NB: Although the millionaires are self-proclaimed “players,” there is nothing about them that truly screams a “player.” In fact, I would just call them dorks who think they are players or pretend to be a part of the “in” crowd.) After seeing a couple of episodes (yes, I’ve wasted that much time), I can confidently say that the show is, what can I say, pure crap. It’s like Match.com on television. Out of the episodes I’ve seen, barely any of the dates have a successful second date. I would say that maybe one of these millionaires has formed a couple with their date. Overall, I would say that this show is almost a complete waste of time. (I say “almost” because if you are desperately looking for something to do or see, you can definitely count on this show to waste away precious moments of time/life.)

Although my commentary on the show is a bit negative it did promote somewhat of a productive and constructive train-of-thought. Why am I still single? Why am I not a pair-bond with a male (or even a female)? Is it perhaps that I refer to relationships/couples in their anthropological term of pair-bonds? Anthropologically speaking, a female with an hourglass figure and a low waist-to-hip ratio should be an attractive mate for a male, so why am I still single? I am young, have an hourglass figure with a low waist-to-hip ratio, well-educated, employed, and my skin, for the most part, indicates that my genes are good enough to fend off parasites. Hmmm…. So the question still persists, why am I still single? Could I be the plague of humanity? Am I not what the media portrays as an attractive female? Should I allocate more of my time into ensuring I fulfill the media’s stereotype of the ideal partner? Who knows why I’m still single. Perhaps it is all the boy gay clubs I frequent. Oh well, I’m still single because I can be. I am not going to settle for anything just to be involved in a pair-bond. I would much rather live my life as a single person than be in a bad, life-draining pair-bond.