Mirror, mirror


OK, so how not to come across as a curmudgeon or bitterly rejected? Oh I know, just lie or be inconsistent. By accounts, it seems to be the way to go when writing profiles and posting photos.

From the 47-year old Aucklander who lists herself as 39 but ‘cleverly’ reveals her true age in one of the ‘deeper’ pages of her profile through to another who describes herself as a “full-time Mum” (admirable) who ‘just love[s] to go sailing in the Islands’ (Sugar daddy admirals only need apply).

So, what’s the reader or aspiring dater really supposed to think? Should we discount everything we read by a certain ratio and so assume all listings are lies? Should we ignore what people write and just rely on the pictures; knowing that if the face doesn’t fit we can just leave?

And what do readers think of our profiles and do they expect the truth? Where does game theory come in? Does it matter? Of course none of it matters! The information richness of the arena almost forces participants to either lie (“I have lots of friends and a really full life and my friends say I’m the most wonderful person never to have won the Nobel Prize for best friend forever.”) or just make stuff up to fill in the gaps (“My hobbies are car racing and shopping”) so as not to sound too… dare I say it?... DULL! How sad is that the contestants in this little beauty parade are forced by intense scrutiny to deny both their own realness and their acceptance of the realness of others?

The reality is that what every wannabe half of a whole is looking for is developed from a ‘would I do her/him?’ blink as the first filter; intellect as the second and emotional and spiritual identity as the third. Instead, what I see in the ‘looking for’ are, “must have a motorcycle”, “I like tattoos”, “would have to like my dog” and the classic, “is just as happy curled up n the couch watching a good DVD as going out for a good meal”…. Good Luck!

So, with an information based search, how useful is most of that information even if it was true? Useless. Completely useless! What the hell is ‘good’ exactly? “One man’s meat…”, and all that folks. Give me some information I can use.

Hmmm… maybe not… I’d just have to work out what were lies all over again. I think I’ll just go back to the hottest photos and thank my lucky stars I’m only a lurking browser doing his living in the real world.

Sharky

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