Dear Paul Clooney,
I stumbled upon your “dating advice for women” series on Medium once you started following my Ask A Bitchface column I publish there as well. Let me begin by saying, if ever in the history of ever there was a time someone needed to check their line of work, it is right the absolute fuck now, in your case at least. Due to the fact that I needed to have a full understanding of what you were spouting, I read through multitudes of your articles, and also signed up to receive the literature in your mini course.
Sir, might I suggest you actually get an iota of knowledge about how women think and operate prior to trying to tell us how to think and act. I assure you, many of us are doing quite well with our autonomy, and I highly doubt that even the percentage of women who aren’t handling it that well can survive well enough without becoming a brain dead cheerleader for a guy in order to gain his acceptance. What you’re pawning off as dating advice to women is exactly the type of mindset that we’ve been trying to free ourselves of for decades, and I will tell you that you won’t imprison me with that mindset, not while I’m still breathing.
To advise women that “the important thing to remember is it’s not about you. It’s about him and what matters to him to make a meaningful life”, is essentially saying to hand over our accomplishments because they have the equivalent of lint compared to his aspirations, and might I remind you that women have been doing that since the days of Cro-Magnon man, so no. No, we won’t be doing that anymore. We won’t be pretending as though what we want, have, achieve, and believe isn’t important compared to his BIG IMPORTANT PLANS.
There is a level of masochism in so many of the direct quotes I’ve taken from your articles, I nearly considered this satire. Once I realized you truly do believe this is the key to women finding success in the dating and relationship aspect of their lives, I went from disappointed to disgusted so fast I had to sit down lest I fall on my well toned ass. Who in the ever-loving fuck gave you the idea that women need to “Refrain from talking about yourself” when dating? Are we not on the actual fucking date? Did we somehow cease to matter once we decided that dating was on our agenda? Why would you ever tell women that they need to focus on the concerns and plans of a person with whom they can’t even tell about their lives? More importantly, what type of women do you think you’re talking to who would actually do so?
I don’t know where you’ve been getting your Breaking Women News, but you’ve been given erroneous information, and let me be the first to tell you, you need to get some sources who have a mind of their own, and refuse to dumb it down or shut it up simply to try to be “dateable”, on your scale at least. When you said, “When he fidgets, beware. Respond quickly and distract him with a new conversation topic”, in regards to dating behavior for women, I nearly stroked out. Are you suggesting that we simply set our goal as providing a sounding board, hyper-attentive and mute, to attract a man?
Yes. Yes, I believe that you are trying to suggest as much, and I’m disgusted. I’m honestly wondering where in the fuck you get off. I think that before you try to advise any women, any further, you pack a light bag, put it in your trunk, get into your car and drive right the fuck into this century with your beliefs on women. Have a look around, and perhaps you’ll understand that women don’t need or want to be a breathing version of a sex doll, nodding in agreement with anything a man says simply to be considered “worth dating”. As it turns out, sir, we’ve mastered the art of walking, talking, working, and handling our own existence so we aren’t required to sit there in agreement with a man as we were made to do in the 70’s. We got new attitudes, management positions, degrees, and the freedom to speak our minds, live as we so please, and never be told “Sex doesn’t have to be something that can only happen when the both of you are in the mood” by a man again.
Please, for the love of Christ and his mother, I ask you to really consider what I’m saying to you, because if this is truly what you advise for women in the dating world, you have a genuine disconnect that concerns me greatly. I’ve heard men express thoughts like that before, and they were called incels. If you’re going to continue to try to set women back 50 fucking years every time you publish, at least tag it #incel.
Sincerely,
The Queen
Suck on that muthafuckahhhh ! Dude got properly served. He probably had a heart attack when he saw how many BIG WORDS you know and were able to fit them in the letter. What an idiot.
His ass is parked practically in the 1800 block. Also, these are some beautifully scathing words, not that I had any doubt the Queen would deliver.