This link to why really smart men are lousy at dating women does not — I repeat, does NOT — come from an authoritative website. However, the points enumerates therein seem plausible. Have a look at the article here, and forget about the last part which contains an e-book for downloading.
Here’s an article about intelligent women and their bad choices: cruel men.
Finally, a page featuring the work of three sisters who wrote about (and loved) cruel men. You guessed it: Meet the Brontes!
Hedwig and the Angry Inch is a story about a young, beautiful East German boy whose mother castrated him in order to get him out of East Germany. How, do you ask? As a sudden “woman,” he was wed (again, arranged by his mother) to a homosexual, paedophilic American GI who happened to lurk around the Berlin wall in search for some “candy”. Abandoned by his GI husband, Hedwig starts a band, makes it big in the trucker-filled 24-hour diner circuit and eventually falls in love with a young folk guitarist named Tommy. The precocious and manipulative Tommy become famous through Hedwig’s compositions, and eventually eclipses Hedwig in the fame department. At the end of the film, we find Hedwig walking naked, androgynous, into a dark alley, neither homosexual nor heterosexual, but just as he is.
He ends his part on screen in search of someone who will love him just as he is.
In Breakfast on Pluto, young Irish actor Cillian Murphy plays a transvestite in search of his mother, who supposedly looks like a famous ’50s film star. In the end, he does find his mother (and father, too), but chooses not to reveal his identity to her. His karmic reward, however, for not “rocking the boat” so to speak, is suddenly acquiring a family.
The heterosexual transvestite finds two people who shall love him just as he is.
Any woman wants to be loved just as she is.
And Bridget Jones is a lucky britch.
Think you’re in the doldrums because you’re not dating anyone? Get a dopamine surge here.
Interesting quote: “A brand new person briefly raises your dopamine more than a familiar partner, however loving.” The operative word: briefly.
No paper heart-strings attached, if an encounter be your recourse.
The same link describes the “coolidge effect,” a known behaviour in male rats. Rats, mind, not human beings.
1. I suggest bringing a somewhat fat handbag instead of a shoulder bag; that way, even if the handbag looks bulky, no one would wonder what's in there.
2. Your "tryst bag" should be one which no one else in the same city has seen you carry before; that way, if anyone you know happens to be around, he won't know it's you.
3. The following items are necessary: a small, small tube of toothpaste, a travel toothbrush, your favourite perfume sample sold cheap at department stores, tissue paper, pocket baby wipes (yes, baby wipes!), a compact make-up kit in small palettes and pencils maybe, disposable knickers, a small comb, a daytime mini-skirt and a singlet.
4. Your sandals should be suitable for both nighttime dinner-drinks and daytime travel.
5. Wear a little black dress for dinner-drinks. It'll be easy to tuck into the hidden compartment in your handbag.
6. Switch off your mobile phone.
7. Have an ample supply of contraception: maybe six condoms and the "morning after" pill.
8. You can always rush to the nearest 24-hour drug store for travel soap and shampoo. You don't have to carry them in your bag the whole time.
9. You must have enough money for your OWN ride home, just in case you won't have a ride home. Or to the train station. Or to the airport.
10. When all's said and done (whether something happens or not), give him a long kiss goodbye and walk on. Don't look back. Trust that he'll stare at you walking away from him. He won't turn away too soon.
10. Don't give him your number. You've agreed to part ways.
11. Don't carry too much with you on your way home.
12. Travel light; flee light; fly light; feel light. 
Life's too short for all that baggage.
It's quite interesting how an article like this–an article that claims to solve the male-female non-verbal MIScommunication puzzle–is published in a Pakistani newspaper. Well, it must serve for some cultural foregrounding for non-Europeans and non-Britons who need to interact with them on a regular basis.
Here's an excerpt from a stub from the Social Issues Research Centre website on flirting:
Evening Herald – 13.12.2003
Turning yourself into a festive flirting sensation. Kate Fox, of the Social Issues Research Centre in Oxford, says that anthropological research has shown there is flirting of some kind in every culture in the world. The author of a flirting guide for Martini, Fox says: "Flirting is a basic instinct, part of human nature. "It's not surprising – if we didn't initiate contact and express interest in members of the opposite sex, we would not progress to reproduction, and the human species would become extinct." (emphasis mine) But if flirting is instinctive, why do we need tips? Fox says it's because flirting is governed by a complex set of unwritten laws of etiquette, dictating where, when, with whom and how we flirt.
A big thanks to our ancient female ancestor who chose to and initiated the practice of flirting, thereby making the human race flourish the way it has.
Kate Fox of the Social Issues Research Centre at Oxford is the author of the book Watching the English. Her chapter on "courtesy flirting" is eye-opening.
Now I know why some of the English abhor people who are too, too earnest.
Related articles below:
A quote from English novelist Julian Barnes:
"Don't misunderstand me. I'm not one of those women who 'likes to be dominated.' The idea of a man storming into my life and taking control and sorting me out is not one of my fantasies. I'd rather sort myself out. And I don't like bullies, or defer to them. I'm talking about something different, about that moment when someone is suddenly there, and says, without using the words, 'It's me. It's you. That's all there is to say.' As if some vast truth is being guessed at before your eyes, and all you have to do is reply. 'Yes, I think it's true too.'
Not all guys cherish the eternity of romantic moments when such things are said. Some of them shift their gaze and look askance while cracking a joke; others make silly faces to ruin the moment.
At times, I wish they would just hold it and establish the connection. Perhaps one has watched too many chick flicks. Then again, maybe men are scared of being vulnerable, too.
In any case, the excerpt is taken from Barnes' Love, Etc. which is a sequel to Talking It Over.
Here's an essay about the male gaze, (le regard) as coined by French psychoanalytical intellectual Jacques Lacan. Do females gaze with the same objectifying intent? This essay explores the issue. And when women gaze at men, how do they purportedly think? Lacan's student Julia Kristeva collects some thoughts.
Forget about who's looking. Notes on the gaze by Daniel Chandler here.
My Aunt Lydia makes the best cakes and pastries in our neighborhood. Hers are the fruitcakes circulated around the Scout area a week before Christmas Eve. Hers are the pancakes on Sunday afternoon; oatmeal cookies in the summer; puto and kutsinta on Saturdays; and maja blanca on special occasions.
My Aunt Lydia must have inherited my grandmother's marvelous cooking skills, and because she makes such great sweets, especially the processed ones, her nieces and nephews used to tease her for having a big belly.
Uh-huh. On with the belly series. For now, yes. I'm on a roll.
It turns out that Aunt Lydia had uterine fibroids, or myoma, in her abdomen, which rendered her unable to bear children, even when she still had a few good years to go before reaching menopause. Caution: If you must see a photo, here's one.
She had married at 41, having devoted her energy to caring for my grandparents and all six of us cousins, while my parents and another aunt were at work.
Because she had lost the ability to bear children, her husband decided to leave her. An annulment is in progress, but I am glad to hear that she's been travelling and meeting new people. Alternatively, if a woman's husband has abandoned her for a minimum of seven years, the marriage shall be considered void by court order. Let me look for a link to that. Here are some sample annulment proceedings in the Philippines.
At 60 but looking 20 years younger, she welcomes the idea of dating other people with partial excitement. More on dating over sixty here. But she needs to have worked out her annulment, otherwise there's the adultery law which stipulates that women can be jailed for a maximum of six years when charged by their husbands. But some groups are working towards the eradication of the adultery law.
Recent reports have traced the cause of myoma-growth to foreign estrogens, or xenoestrogens, introduced into our bodies by way of insecticides and shampoo. Here's another new development: Xenoestrogens are also found in chickens and other greens (possibly from the insecticides). Many girls not quite in their teens, are beginning to experience puberty at, say, age 8. An article here and another here.
There is also the possibility that these same children whose body parts are growing faster than their emotions and experiences can handle shall also be prone to the same myomas.
"Gimme spots on my apples, but leave me the birds and the bees – please!
Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got till it's gone."
– Joni Mitchell, "Big Yellow Taxi"
In 2001, Salon.com featured an article illustrating the myth of monogamy. Nope, even swans aren't monogamous, and "humans love to dance". Read the article.
Fr. James Wathen writes this article in defense of monogamy in the Daily Catholic.
Here's another paper about the mating strategies of birds, mammals and humans. The mating path proceeds from multiple "partnerships" towards monogamy.
Sally Lehrman explains how female promiscuity "benefits" the family, the community and the gene pool in this article.
Enter THE NEW MONOGAMY and the door is flung wide *open*.
Some first-time mothers have chosen to give birth via Caesarean method, instead of vaginal delivery. Besides the comfort of not having to feel pain, there is also the added comfort of being able to return to one's sexual relations without the problems of a wider vagina–which, to some men, won't be a good development.
My birth plan, in a nutshell: vaginal delivery, with an epidural, while fully conscious. I trusted my Kegs; not beer kegs, by the way. The advantage of having the walls tear naturally is that they heal faster and regain elasticity. (My source: an Annerley Midwives' seminar during my antenatal class at the Matilda)
So how do you strengthen your pelvic muscles? Throug Kegel exercises. A definition here. A further explanation of the exercises is here. You can always attend a yoga, pilates or stretching class in your neighborhood as well. Where I live, this particular pilates class is the most effective, I am told.
And what if your beau still can't find your "hot spots," and not with his wireless broadband connection, okay? Read this excerpt from Desmond Morris' book.
I'll try to look for a source by a woman. Stay tuned.
This BBC Health article explains why good dancers are attractive. The key is in symmetry.
Other related articles linked to this article talk about other attraction factors, such as lip size and voice appeal.
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