One more time for those who weren't listening...

Okay. We all know that chicks require time and money. That looks like this.

Chicks = Time X Money.

We also know that time is money so that looks like this.

Chicks = Money X Money or Chicks = (Money)2

It's a given that money is the root of all evil.

Money = Square root of (Evil). Sorry, I don't know how to make the square root symbol on the computer.

Therefore, (Money)2 = Evil and

Chicks = Evil.

That's has to be true, right? The math certainly works. Well, I certainly don't believe that all chicks are evil but I have to say that I have a really hard time dealing with San Francisco women in general. The women here are pretty kooky. Am I generalizing? Of course, I am but that doesn't mean I wrong. I have this theory. If you want to get an idea of what the women in any given town are like, you only have to browse the personals at Match.com. I've always found Match.com to be an interesting tool. Fundamentally, I suppose the idea is sound but it's bound to fail because the personal profiles say nothing about a person as they actually are. They only describe how the person views him or herself and we all know how undependable that information generally is. But if one had nefarious aims, then the information is invaluable because a large part of seduction is playing in with how your target view herself. If she fancies herself smart, you simply spend dinner talking about how smart she is. If she thinks herself kind, you emphasize her kindness. Match.com profiles while doing nothing for meaningful long-term relationships are wonderful dossiers for a person's triggers. Interestingly enough, if you go to different parts of the country and browse the profiles, you'll find them remarkable similar. NYC girls are all the same. As are Atlanta girls. San Francisco girls too. You get an idea of the feminine forma mentis of a certain place which is interesting I think. For example, pretty much every woman on Match in San Francisco considers herself well-travelled and worldly. I know a lot of women in this town and I haven't yet met one who's actually worldly. Spending a summer in Europe doesn't make you worldly. Not hardly. Every woman on Match here fancies herself as smart. That's not true either. I know lots of very smart women but I have yet to meet a truly smart one here n SF. I know that can't be right because there has to be an abundance of smart women here in SF. I'm thinking they must be computer smart because when it comes to IR, they're all pretty uninformed. They all have vibrant exciting careers and value their friends and family. They all are as comfortable in the field as they are at the opera. It's the same old shit. But worst of all, they all seem to want men who are successful in their careers (i.e. rich) but put their family first. Now that's the silliest thing I've ever heard. You don't get to do that. A man who's successful-- truly successful-- in his career is going to neglect him family to some extent. There's no way around it. And it's simply unrealistic to expect a man who dominates his field to capitulate to his woman the second he comes home.

I think this expectation is why there are so many single women in their 30's in SF. They simply have expectations that defy reality. They have this habit of mind that I find annoying. In their need to be nice, they tend to render things meaningless. I used to argue with my ex all the time about her friends who were on psychotropic meds. My feelings about this are simple. A person who acts out is either crazy or undisciplined. A crazy person has a chemical imbalance that they cannot control. Their misbehavior is not a moral issue, it's a medical one and they require medication. An undisciplined person acts out because he is weak and lacks character. He doesn't need meds though they may help him. He needs an ass kicking. A person is either rightfully taking med (which makes him crazy) or taking them because he is undisciplined (and lacks character). It's that simple. But my ex refused to call any of her friend either crazy or undisciplined. She refused to make a call. I thought it was just her but it's not. My buddies fiancee refuses to say a friend's son was emotionally off because he was acting out due to exhaustion. She insisted on calling it exhaustion. Yes, that's true but the result of his exhaustion was being emotionally off. The lack of willingness to call something what it is simply because you wish not to label something is the primary indicator of the level of shoddy thinking that passes for compassion here in SF. It's a flaw of affluence and the result of a meaningless life.

I guess that's why people here are so kooky. Life is just too damned pleasant here. I think pretty much anybody who's spent their 20's in this City will be forever damaged by an inability to comprehend reality.

Okay, this is turning in to a rant so I'll leave it with this-- at risk of offending a lot of women.

I am sick to death of women thinking they're my intellectual equal simply because I've slept with them. I know lots of women who are my intellectual equal or betters for that matter. That fact has nothing to do with whether I've slept with them or not. But why is it that I have to suddenly take a woman's opinion about the danger posed by a nuclear Iran simply because we've been intimate? How ridiculous is that? That makes no sense to me. I refuse to do it. I sick of deferring just because it's expected of me here.