An author argues that angry young men are becoming assholes to try to get women.

"An author argues that increasing numbers of all types of men, young and old, are learning to act like assholes and have had an exponential increase in getting women."

That's better..

I've always asked people up front what their expectations are. When I know that, I can respond in like. With all of that out in the open, both of us know from the beginning what to expect. No guessing, no silly games or anything else society thinks should happen on the dating field.

@ Likelife:

"No matter how fantastic or humane a guy is, he's still shallow and selfish. No exceptions. None. At all."

Change the word 'guy' to 'person' and I might agree with you. As it stands, guys are certainly not the only shallow and selfish people out there. And not all guys are shallow and selfish, by the way.

@ Asehpe:

You're my freaking hero, dude. Seriously, I gain more respect for you every time you post. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

that's a whole lot of Guido. Maybe tooo much.

"sexual harassment, porn, and objectification," Dick what the hell kind of dates are you going on? I think I see the obstacle your running into, right here.

Now you've done what I thought wouldn't happen tonight--you've made me laugh. Me a hero? You set your standards quite low. (By the way, I also liked The Prisoner!)

Maybe it's because I had a hard day at work today. Or maybe it's because I'm listening to Estonian romantic songs (Urmas Alender, Birgitte Õigemeel...) and they keep singing about how love ends up trapping us into some unsolvable puzzle and causing harm. ("Kas sa tead, mida tähendab / Üks armastus suur..." 'do you know what a great love means?'; "...ent oled sa mõelnud või tundnud, mis saab kui mind enam ei ole..." 'yet you've probably thought or wondered, what will happen when I am no longer with you?').

Or maybe it's that old Beatles song--"Oh, look at all the lonely people..." Man, I wished so much I knew what to tell people so that they could be happy. I sometimes wish so much there was something I could do...

Or maybe it's me listening to Joy Division--they were very important to me in a rather dark time of my life. Remember "Love will tear us apart"? (You can now find all their songs in YouTube...) I remember thinking "Isolation", despite its stupid and irritating melody, was one of the most perfect songs ever written--it really says everything worth saying about the feeling of isolation... "A blindness that touches perfection, yet fails just like everything else... Mother I try please believe me, I'm doing the best that I can... I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through, I'm ashamed of the person I am..."

If only people would resist the Essentializing/Immanentizing Trap, the desire to Blame Something Big, men's nature, women's nature, feminism, God's unknowable plan, the Republicans,... and realized that life is unfair and people simply don't always get what they want, and that no amount of politicking or fairness redistribution or Rules books or date rape hotlines or whatever isn't going to solve it completely, because it's ultimately metaphysical. Like that little doctor in Vanilla Sky asking 'what's happiness to you?'

It's good to fight for equality and fairness, and I hope men and women will be able to live as equal beings. But that won't solve all their problems. Actually, by making other distracting factors (prejudice, sexism, etc.) disappear, it will actually make the essential, metaphysical problems only sadly clearer. Life doesn't come with a refund guarantee, happiness isn't just waiting round the corner, and love can be wasted. Sorry about that.

Asehpe, one of the comments in your post reminded me that people love to find a scapegoat as a convenient way to shift blame to someone/something else other than themselves, and feminism is a very convenient scapegoat when it comes to any issues men have with women.

Cracked up at the word "immanentize"! Shades of Spinoza.

The following is OT, for you only:

BTW, no, I never read Delany's Hogg, or any of the other fiction he wrote after 1993 (can't even find a copy of The Man Man) and the only non-fiction work of his I read was Silent Interviews. So it wasn't perfectly accurate of me to say I've read everything he's ever written. Dhalgren and the Neveryon series were my faves, they both depict the ways in which sexuality/gender/class/economics/politics/power/language can intersect, and how these play out in conflicts between the individual and the group (or the state), and how these areas are themselves influenced by such conflicts between individuals and the group/state. He is smart, witty, revolutionary, and his work is entertaining yet deeply intellectual, multi-layered and engaging - a "perfect storm" for brilliant fiction, IMHO. You might also enjoy Joanna Russ, if you like Delany.

Here's what I imagine a date with dickie must be like:

He picks up some gal in a bar by offering her a meal. He picks a girl who is a little plump by his standards. (For dickie, this means one who is out of her training bra but probably size two cause he thinks everyone else is fat.) He brings her to his house and puts on a porn DVD. Side by side on the sofa, he puts his hand on her knee. She slaps it off. He does it again. She slaps it off. She turns to him and says, "Do you think we could order a pizza or something."

He passes out. He comes faintly to and directs her to the smelling salts. He takes a deep sniff.

"My god, what happened to you?" she says.

"Calories!" he says. "DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY CALORIES THERE ARE IN A PIZZA!"

She snaps her gum and blows a bubble. She makes it huge and pink. When it collapses on her face, she says: "Whatever. I'm out of here."

There you have it. Porn, sexual harrassment, and objectification all in one date. Not every guy can manage to achieve that.