You know a lot of people today laugh at the idea of Christian sexual morality, and the idea of looking for a husband or a wife rather than just a hook up.
So we had a couple of drinks, and played a bit of Buck Hunter. A couple things came up as we were getting to know each other. I was probing a bit because I knew he was from Texas, and I wanted to find out if he was a Republican, or a bad person. (Not that the two are necessarily one and the same.) It turned out he was pro-choice and an atheist, which was good. We disagreed on gun control, because he’d served in the Marines. San Diego is a big military town, so there are a lot of those types of people around.
So her first test for a guy is “are you anti-God and is it OK if I kill the kid if you knock me up”. It gets better
But the night progressed. We went out to some other bars, had some more drinks, and he invited me back to his place. I was super excited, because I was really into this guy. We hooked up, and it was incredible. There was a lot face-touching and intense eye contact. He was cool as hell. I was completely smitten.
Just a reminder this was the very first time these two people met.
But things turned south as soon as she saw his bookshelf post sex contained books by Trump and Ann Coulter, they started talking politics and it went downhill from there:
He started talking disparagingly about Black Lives Matter. This entire conversation happened in five minutes, while I was frantically getting dressed to leave. I wasn’t there to argue, and I felt deeply uncomfortable.
I got a Lyft home and I thought I was done with him.
Because nothing says: “This guys not a keeper” like opposing people who cheer the murder of cops.
Now lets forget the whole hooking up at the first meeting paradigm and consider for a second. You have a woman in her late 20’s who meets a strong handsome man who she is sexually compatible with and served in the marines which means he is tough and trained in responsibility and would have advantages in securing a job etc. This would seem like the best possible fish she is going to catch and she tossed it back, but it gets worse:
The next day he messaged me on Tinder. He said, “Hope you’re still not upset over politics LOL.” I explained that it’s hard for me to remain attracted to someone whose views are so different from mine, and who believes in bigotry and xenophobia—which sucked, because the sex was amazing.
Then he said, “Not accepting other people’s beliefs is the definition of bigotry.”
So apparently it was my fault.
So this guy is willing to overlook the argument and looks for a second date but she’s still in full SJW mode and passes.
Now most sensible men would have moved on but he must have seen or felt something he liked because he gave it one more shot a week later.
He sent me a “hey” message a week later, which I never replied to.
And thus the story which concludes with a self-righteous rant about never sleeping with a Trump supporter again ends.
The really sad part, this is likely the best guy this woman was ever going to find, moreover he was willing to overlook their political differences for the sake of getting together, which is key because the real secret to a successful marriage or a relationship if you aren’t interested in one, is the ability to put up with the person you are with.
He had it, she didn’t so at age 27 she tossed her best shot away.
As a Catholic we don’t do fortune-telling but this woman’s future can be predicted in a single image.
Now it’s of course possible that this woman dodged a bullet, that the only reason why this guy was interested was he had established that she was available for risk free sexual release, but I have a funny feeling that twenty years from now she’ll find herself reading and re-reading that post over and over mumbling under her breath the word “stupid” over and over again.
The Darwinist would celebrate this result as an affirmation of natural selection but as a Catholic I’m required to pray for both of these people, because even though her future would be apparent to any member of the greatest generation who held Christian sexual morality in high regard, in the end with God all things are possible and their disbelief doesn’t make that statement any less true.
And after all it’s Christmas time, and I always prefer a happy ending.