Meh. I'd just see it as an opportunity to hit the ignore button. So you get tired of hitting the ignore button. It's either that or pulling a Lindy (see post #7) and finding a venue with a filtration system that keeps the shallow end of the pool from scumming up.
I agree with you that it is a lazy sperm shooter method adapted to the nascent digital age we are sinking into. Lazy sperm shooters with BS contact lines not an issue with me because I am overtly male in my online presence. I've seen the treatment the overtly female get (my Lady used to get some interesting interactions when we were first seeing each other and she still had active dating site profiles - with no pics at all FWIW). I think of sites like Plenty of Fish, and then think of how some fish just shoot their sperm into the water and hope the random eggs found there get impregnated. Hey, if they occasionally get laid because of it they will keep on keeping on. According to Richard Dawkins it isn't them, it's their genes influencing them, and they are just a vehicle engineered for this behaviour in order to keep the genes floating on down the river of time.
Not sure what sort of debate you'll get with your post. More likely agreement, commiseration, and the occasional return serve from folks like Plan9 who point out that the coin has two sides, the beast has two backs, and it takes two to tango.
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BTW 9er - is it condescending on my part to find your bolded headline amusing mostly because of the word "Misandry"? You mention you were trailer trash, and how you lack enough IQ to kickstart a game of pattycake. But I also recall your steady slew of promotions, your honours university degree, your display of well rounded knowledge in many fields . . . maybe
you ought to be commenting on Poetry's pics - show her that the tree goes all the way up and that sperm shooters can also parse some pretty sophisticated concepts when they so choose. After all, she used prose in a way that was totally reminiscent of your own
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It does not show a direct path to embedding their purple-headed warrior into your quivering love-pudding
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