Adventures in Oprah's brain
I was halfheartedly listening to Oprah this morning (not intentionally, she comes on after Good Morning America) rambling on in her usual annoyingly 'profound' strategy about how to ‘get men’ like she’s some kind of authority on the subject. In her drivel she says ‘To get a guy blah blah blah…men are far behind us women (very stout observation there), traditionally and blah blah blah’…lmfao…ah, there’s a big blunder in her faltering logic right there...ladies don’t belittle/demean males especially when you’re trying to teach other women to land a hubby, sig other, boytoy whatever. Women wouldn’t appreciate it if men spoke of them as though they were inferior to them even in the slightest. It was clear that she was inspired for this segment by that up and coming comedic chick flick 27 dresses. Starring blonde bimbo all American bombshell actress #5340 who might possibly have a shred of acting talent to call her own...you know, that chick from Gay ass anatomy. I'm just glad that Cyclops got over the tragic death of Jeanne Gray because he was bumming me out with his crybaby attitude in X-men 3. I really wish Wolverine would've made sushi out of that wuss.
It’s not so much about looks anymore, and sure some guys are certainly shallow enough to be content with that hot goddess arm-trophy who’s a raging slut from hell in the bedroom and a regular princess Die out in public. But the unspoken problem with most American chicks nowadays is that they’re absolutely unfeminine in many ways, and anti-romantic in others. They expect men to be romantic when they themselves are anything but…if you think those insufferable chick-flicks are some kinda tutorial on landing babes that we watch well we don’t…we watch internet porn and movies with high body counts or lots of hot ass.
Most of these midwestern chicks couldn’t cook anything without use of a microwave, and at their core they tend to be man haters, overly cynical and jaded (about what who knows). I’m not saying all of them are, because obviously everyone’s different to some degree. I’m only basing these perceptions on past experiences and what I see and hear…but I don’t think I’m very off in my assumptions. Believe it or not, even men have standards…we just don’t present them in a demanding way and most of our unwritten criteria remains all up in our wet brains. It all depends on the dude I suppose…some only require a moderately attractive gal who only wants to have sex with them and some demand the gal to be a Victoria secret model. I’ve even known dudes to shun perfectly hot babes in lieu of averagely attractive ones based on personality alone. They’d rather have earth shattering sex with the hot ones then kick em to the curb, but for long term it’s always the one who shows loyalty and preferential treatment to us.
Getting back to Oprah I really can't stand the way she's always 'And now back to me' or how she simply just gives away shit and acts like its a act of God. Is she trying to book her first class flight to the pearly gates? I wonder if she has enough miles yet. Oh and I simply love how she takes credit for anything and everything....like she suddenly discovered Leo Tolstoy's Anna Karina. Why does she even have a friggin bookclub? Is she some sort of literary commentator too? There's no end to her madness.
It’s not so much about looks anymore, and sure some guys are certainly shallow enough to be content with that hot goddess arm-trophy who’s a raging slut from hell in the bedroom and a regular princess Die out in public. But the unspoken problem with most American chicks nowadays is that they’re absolutely unfeminine in many ways, and anti-romantic in others. They expect men to be romantic when they themselves are anything but…if you think those insufferable chick-flicks are some kinda tutorial on landing babes that we watch well we don’t…we watch internet porn and movies with high body counts or lots of hot ass.
Most of these midwestern chicks couldn’t cook anything without use of a microwave, and at their core they tend to be man haters, overly cynical and jaded (about what who knows). I’m not saying all of them are, because obviously everyone’s different to some degree. I’m only basing these perceptions on past experiences and what I see and hear…but I don’t think I’m very off in my assumptions. Believe it or not, even men have standards…we just don’t present them in a demanding way and most of our unwritten criteria remains all up in our wet brains. It all depends on the dude I suppose…some only require a moderately attractive gal who only wants to have sex with them and some demand the gal to be a Victoria secret model. I’ve even known dudes to shun perfectly hot babes in lieu of averagely attractive ones based on personality alone. They’d rather have earth shattering sex with the hot ones then kick em to the curb, but for long term it’s always the one who shows loyalty and preferential treatment to us.
Getting back to Oprah I really can't stand the way she's always 'And now back to me' or how she simply just gives away shit and acts like its a act of God. Is she trying to book her first class flight to the pearly gates? I wonder if she has enough miles yet. Oh and I simply love how she takes credit for anything and everything....like she suddenly discovered Leo Tolstoy's Anna Karina. Why does she even have a friggin bookclub? Is she some sort of literary commentator too? There's no end to her madness.
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