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guys who hit on women.  You know, pigs.  If someone mentions ‘guys who hit on women’ you immediately think of someone from the ’70s with the open-collared shirt with chest hair and a medallion and a greasy smile asking an appalled girl what her sign is.  And often that IS the case.
But consider this: for every guy who is at a club, breathing alcohol fumes into some blonde’s face, there is a woman who is staying at home, watching sex in the city with her terriers, who has given up on ever being touched. So who is the bigger loser?

 
How do I know that these women exist? 

 
I don’t, but I can easily INFER their existence using the same foolproof (or in my case, misanthropic-drunkard-proof) methodology as Nobel Prize-winning Scientists who are studying dark matter.  For years, cosmologists and astrophysicists were puzzled by the erratic behavior of galaxies and the expansion rate of the universe.  It would take X megatons of matter to make the galaxies move in the way they were moving,  and Y megatons of matter to make the universe expand at its current rate. .. and yet they could only find 10% of X!   They decided that the extra 90% of X was invisible, unmeasurable  particles called Dark Matter. How much is out there? We don’t know. What the hell does it want? No clue.  Because, like dwarf stars,  this Dark Matter can only be ‘seen’ by its effect on the stars around it: making them wobble erratically. 

 
It does not take a genius to see the analogy to human relationships here. 

These women, I will call the Give-Up Girls.  I’m not talking about super-hardcore Cat Lady here. I’m talking about your co-worker or boss; your neighbor; the cashier at the supermarket.  Normal women that for whatever reason just said, fuck it. Or, don’t fuck it.  Whichever.  That’s the scary part:  they are everywhere but invisible!  Who knows how many of them there are?  Like Dark Matter, their existence can only be measured by the amount of  erratically wobbling men.

But here’s the thing:  everybody from professional comedians and sitcom writers to your ‘funny friend’ always makes fun of guys trying to pick women up:  “dood check it  out, he’s all ‘hey baby’ what a retard!” is basically guaranteed to get you a laugh even if you lost a ‘your-momma’ contest to Al Gore.
 

Which is fine, I guess.  I don’t like those guys.  But what I hate even worse is fucking double standards: The Give-Up Girls don’t get made fun of at all.  Even though they are worse than the guys! 
Why worse? Think about it – if  a guy comes up with a cheesy line that appalls a lady, there’s a GUY who is not getting laid.  But if a girl gives up on sex altogether, that is a GUY AND ALSO A GIRL who is not getting laid.  Therefore, worse.

Sleazy guys:  at least they are TRYING. Despite a 90% chance of humiliation.
Give-up girls:  take the easy way out, even if it hurts themselves.
Therefore, worse.

OK, now here’s the thing: From  the overuse of the pronoun ‘he’, to the lack of ‘women’s voices’ in discussions of WWII, ‘female invisibility’ is a rallying cry of feminists. So, feminists have a  DUTY to oppose female invisibility in the dating scene.  By exposing Give-Up Girls, and making fun of them just as much as sleazy guys get made fun of.  Equal rights!  

These women are fueled by a perverse combination of patriarchy and feminism:  Both ideologies give women an excuse to give up.
Feminism says:  ‘you don’t need a man.’
Patriarchy says:  ‘good girls are pure and innocent and never get horny.’
As far as I can tell, the feminist slogan is just putting a girl-power spin on a very traditional and hurtful stereotype!  It is pernicious!  Both ideologies are teaming up to screw both genders.  Why is this not a thing??!??

There is a second perverted mixture at work  here.
I’m talking about the weird, eerie mixture of egotism and crappy self-esteem.
You can tell yourself, “No, I have GOOD self-respect.  Because I don’t go out with jerks. Or anyone.”  Uh-huh?  In other words, you are telling your body, “Shut up, vagina. Sex is NOT important.  There are absolutely no good guys left ever so stop complaining, you little meat wall.”  When I put it like that, it sounds a little self-hatey doesn’t it? Combine that with egotism: ‘I deserve prince charming, and I won’t settle for anything less. I would rather die an old cat lady than surrender my precious booty to a regular guy.’    How give-up girl can juggle both ideas at the same time is beyond me.

Disclaimer 1: I’m talking about women in their late 20’s and older here. Naturally if you are in your teens and early 20s, maybe you honestly haven’t met the right guy or girl for you.  Because you are young! So it’s not clear if you are a give-up girl yet.
 

Disclaimer 2:  I’m not saying women’s purpose on earth is to have sex with dudes: I’m against Give-up Lesbians too.  Change whatever pronouns you want, and my rant still works, because I am saying that  women are  equal to men: we’re all allowed to eat and fart and hump. 

Anyway, does anyone know a Give-Up Girl? 
What does she do instead of relationships?  
Is she kind of like, ‘fuck it. They’re all assholes.’ ?
Or  totally put all her sex-drive into some hobby? Such as?
Or is she totally devoid of horniness?