The Price Of Love

A woman does not consider a social encounter a date unless the man pays for the evening. She will only offer to pay her fair share if she isn't sexually interested and doesn't want to be "obligated" (proving that she in truth knows that she's trading her body for money). Women justify such robbery by rationalizing that whoever asks for the date should pick up the check, but they conveniently never extend such invitations. This rather self-indulgent logic serves her well: being pandered to is her reason for living. She loves glamour and excitement, but expects someone else to fund her good time when the bill arrives she daintily looks the other way. The world is a magical place; everything is free as long as she keeps sticking out her chest. In her solipsistic universe she may even imagine herself to be a feminist, trying desperately to be independent in a "man's world", but this is a narrow-minded conceit-she has become too accustomed to getting something for nothing. A dating woman lives the unwholesome existence of a parasite, feasting on another's healthy blood.

The more a man pays, the more a woman dreams of "romance"-a pizza and a beer credit up many less romantic points than a weekend in Paris. Love is money. But her avarice blinds her to a more optimistic reality: true romance is an exchange of intimacies between two people passionately in sync with one another. It can occur anywhere, just by having a conversation, with no compensation exchanged. When women deny and withhold their sexuality, they are effectively road blocking the path to true love. Jetting to France is a magic carpet ride, not heartfelt emotion, although the difference doesn't matter to the average woman. The pathetic truth is that such an expensive adventure only serves to underwrite her narcissism, and reassures her that her vagina-the ultimate source of her self-image-can't be bought cheaply.

So long as she's munching pepperoni, she'll still be the ball-buster, forcing her date to jump through her mental hoops; but the instant she boards the jet, she'll start to unbutton her blouse. A high enough price has already been paid-she doesn't have to deceive herself anymore.

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