The great turn-off

No doubt the responses to this article will be amusing. I love the fact that they published it in the women’s section:

I am a massive fan of British women. UK girls, in my opinion, are the greatest natural beauties in the world . . . when they’re 17 or 18 years old. The girls I was surrounded by when I was a teenager were sublime roses with lustrous hair, flawless skin, bright eyes and lithe, athletic bodies. They dressed as if there would be a prize at the end of the night for the girl wearing the least. I then went away to Philadelphia for university. Four years later, I came back and wondered: “What the hell happened to all the beautiful girls I knew?” My first assumption was that one half of them had eaten the other half and washed them down with a crate of lager. These girls looked phenomenal when looking good took no effort. But when British women get to the age where they have to make an effort, they appear unable, or uninterested, in rising to the challenge….

The irony is that, as obsessed as American women are with their looks, they totally ignore their social skills. Within 10 minutes of meeting an American woman, I guarantee you will know her salary and most recent medical/ dental procedure. They all but turn up with their CV printed out. In return, they will immediately want to know “all” about you, ie, how much you earn, how much you have earned in the past, what your future earning potential is, whether you own property, whether you have an investment portfolio, where you shop, where you “vacation”, what you drive and how large your parents’ house is. I once got to the end of a date in New York, pulled out my credit card to pay and the girl solemnly remarked: “A green American Express card? I didn’t know they still made them in that colour.” American women also take themselves too seriously and are annoyingly confrontational.

The solution for the British women is easy enough, as before too long they’ll all be wearing burkhas anyhow. As for American women, that problem is taking care of itself too, as men of the upper education and income classes marry non-career women and leave the high-flyers to their cats and gamma males. The ironic thing about the women who get so upset over wealthy executives and sportsmen marrying pretty secretaries and hot nannies is that it’s not as if there’s a shortage of plumbers and electricians and garbage men for them to choose from, it’s just that most white collar women think they are too good for such men by virtue of their paper collection.

But it’s that very attitude, of course, that is the very reason no rational white collar men wants anything to do with them.