Dating Tip: You’re Only As Attractive As You Look When You’re Not Trying
I wasn’t going to post about this, because it’s fairly grade-school, but I’ve been a reader of, and regular commenter on, JMPP for a couple of years. I generally like her blog, although of late it’s been mostly boring and about dating a poker player, breaking up with a poker player, playing poker, deciding where to live, oh yeah, and making money by playing online poker. And then, about a week ago, she dropped this gem.
Now, I mostly think that post is eye-rollingly myopic but, as the Blog PI notes, much of the blogosphere came down like the hammer of Thor. The most hilarious part of the original post was the Hot or Not reference, the totally unironic Hot or Not reference. Yeah. Anyway, The PI took the liberty of posting a less-flattering photo of Ms Passey for the scrutiny of the unwashed masses. As of now, that photo is pulling in a whopping 5.2 [image below the fold]. Which, frankly, is about in line with my assessment of “The Jackie”. I commented to a friend that she would be in the top half of women I know personally, but only just. And definitely not within the top third.
And this brings me around to my biggest point: You’re only as attractive as you look when you’re not trying. The dolled-up photo at the top of JMPP does make her look like about a 7.5 or so, but the everyday photos that are evident from the photo albums plainly available on the left side-bar of her site make clear that she’s really quite average looking. And, if you scroll down to the bottom of Ace’s long post, you’ll see her wearing what appears to be some sort of Victorian-era window covering. Or maybe it’s a coffin lining, I’m really not so very sure.
She’s certainly not the only person in the world whose looks vary day-to-day, but its fairly egotistical to take the best possible look at say “I am clearly THIS attractive”. Whichever man she ends up with next is not going to get the Glamorshots version every day, he’s going to get the “this frog peed in my hair” version, men know this. Hell, women know this about men. My girlfriend doesn’t get the suave black-tie me every day; she gets the somewhat bedraggled, flew across the country to see her me. Now, which is a more accurate way for me to rate myself? As a suave Tuxedo man or as a guy who’s all right looking but cleans up pretty well? I’m going to go with option #2, thanks. Firstly, it’s much more accurate, and secondly it doesn’t make my ego any bigger. Because, trust me, my ego is not something that needs help getting bigger.
The Plank Demonstrates Why I Don’t Have Comments
I blog purely for my own amusement, so I don’t have much to add to the whole Jerome Armstrong-Kos-Astrology-Stockpumping thing, but the comments on that linked post at TNR and this one in which Zengerle admits to making a really bone-headed mistake go fairly quickly to the dogs. Not the most vicious I’ve seen in the blogosphere, but still farily ad hominem and unfair. Of course, the interntron mixes anonomity with distance, a recipie for childish and vitriolic attacks. Then again, I put to print a magazine issue with “take a goddamn bath and get a job, you lazy, socialist fuck” as a pull-quote. What the hell do I know?
Couldn’t Have Said It Better
Luskin On Ted “Not-Worth-A-Bullet” Kennedy:
Teddy Kennedy at today’s confirmation hearings for John Roberts:
The powerful winds and flood waters of Katrina tore away the mask that has hidden from public view the many Americans who are left out and left behind.
Yep — from a true expert on leaving people behind in flood waters.
Newsflash: God Doesn’t Listen To Pope
New Pope prayed not to be elected. God, apparently, ignored him. I guess it’s just hard to get a response out of the Almighty these days when you’re, you know, up for election to sit in the seat of St. Peter. Oh right, I remember, God isn’t real. Still funny as all get-out to me though, but then again I never was Catholic.