Yay! Time to change the header. Theme of the day, I am a dumbass. Don’t ask. Those who know me well, already know what’s up. Those who don’t know me, if you think, you can make an educated guess and you’ll probably be right.
Category Archives: Relationships
When someone applies for a free trial at JoVE, they get a request to verify their email. So, yesterday, I got the following email response to our verification from a character by the name of Terry:
Terry: GO FUCK YOURSELF
Nice… Did I screw up again? A wrong email sent out? And this guy is from a reputable institution… So the following conversation ensued:
Mildly unbelievable… mildly… but a good movie to distract from emotional turmoil. In case I haven’t complained to you yet, am going through a breakup… a dumb dumb breakup, where, if I am not mistaken, we both really like each other, but we can’t see each other because… ah, who cares why. Let’s just say it’s my fault and it’s all rational and we are both really hurt and I want to write bad poetry and complain to everyone who would listen about how much I miss her. In other words, a completely banal, yet personally difficult setup. The worst part is that I can’t talk to her for at least another several months. She asked and I agreed not to initiate contact and she, I am pretty sure, is doing the "out-of-sight, out-of-mind” thing. Mildly frustrating. Mildly.
But, I am now understanding why Russian humor is so unique given how miserable the last century was. Somehow misery can and does get evened out with humor if one is to retain balance… it’s uncanny. In particular, I’d like to thank GMail… or rather Google Ads on GMail. These are the ads displayed next to our email communication last. I kid you not:
Behold. Screenshot one:
And, if that wasn’t enough:
Anger therapy? Seriously? I mean, I looked over that email and I was most certainly upset. But “Anger Therapy”? Hilarious, even if interesting implications.
So, can Google diagnose people by looking over our emails? “Dear Sir, it looks like you are depressed. Go have carrot juice. It will make you feel better.”
Anyway, about Salt. Good movie to use for distraction. Non-stop action, and it’s just mildly unbelievable… mildly…
So evolution of physical characteristics is evident. I have bigger muscles, I kick ass, I procreate and you don’t. So Sit. Your. Ass. Down.
Then we move to behavior. Things are still simple. Girls say “I want a nice guy.” Bullshit. Girls want an alpha-male. Alpha male who will provide. So, as a friend of mine recently suggested “If I go for the kill, they like it! If I try to do the right thing – like act out proper dating courtship, it fizzles.” There are many hypotheses as to why this is so, but, the dry remains are: those who are more aggressive procreate and those who are not… well…
So far so good. Behavior, physical characteristics – everybody nods.
But recently I’ve come to realize that may be I am not as independent thinker as I would like to consider myself.
Consider two scenarios:
Scenario 1 – intellectual territorially competitive co-existence. Suppose that A meets B. After some time A doesn’t feel like B is an ideal mate. Well, if they keep talking, figuring things out, etc. then they end up staying together until after both A and B can produce offspring. Moreover, because they are territorial, they prevent each other from getting mates.
Scenario 2 – emotional turmoil. Now suppose that when A and B end up mismatched, there is emotional turmoil, problematic behavior, etc. Then they break up completely, start afresh, find another potential mate and procreate.
Who wins? Scenario 2. So I’ve been programmed by evolution to be in pain and anguish when presented with a situation/relationship when thing are not perfect with a female companion. Evolution.
But wait! There is more! Call now and you’ll be saved!
No, really, there is:
Scenario 3 – collective development. Notice that now the idea of “unit” is becoming obsolete. There are very few marriages and a very large number of 20 and 30 year old singles of both sexes. Now this is natural, but then would it not be optimal for them never to latch on to each other completely, but also to never completely disengage? Then we turn into a tribe.
So, from an evolutionary point of view, are we moving towards collective intellectual co-existence? Or was I wired by evolution to come up with this argument to spread my seed with as many women as possible?