Now, for the past 40 years this business model has worked. And using back of napkin statistics men have transferred roughly a trillion dollars worth of wealth to women in the form of drinks, food, cover charges (and flowers if you were stupid enough to fall for that gag where the guy is hocking roses in a bucket). But there has been an incredible game changer as of recent. One that completely obsoletes this model and has completely rewritten the rules for many other industries as well.
The internet.
This is rather interesting.
It used to be, heh, that the young man meet a young girl at a dance somewhere sometimes.
It was so easy to bounce off some words back and forth to see if things may or not work out.
You got the feel of the body and the sense of the thinking.
Get the feel of the rhythm. Get to harmonise or not with the lady.
Talk some silly to be witty nonsense.
All in real life. Like here and now.
Does not happen anymore.
There are no places to go dancing. Doubt that there are any young that do actually, really dance.
In Calgary, there is a place in Bowness. An old hotel where on Sunday musicians come and jam and 70 years old people like me and mate go some times to do some exercise. Mostly people over 45.
It is rather enjoyable.
Maybe the young, sucking on some casitas don`t enjoy the real life that much.
Must be a different life in the purple haze.
It fits with the internet, you can write completely stupid things and not be pushed away.
It`s all clinical. No need to touch. No need to talk. Just write stupid.
A kind of pornographic life.
Strip clubs are having the same problem:
http://www.hngn.com/articles/79219/20150323/strip-clubs-shutting-down-canada-due-lack-demand-experts.htm
The whole ‘look but don’t touch’ business model is dying, and at least strip clubs offered lap dances. DJed in a few back in the day — the strippers either seemed to be Russian/Ukrainian/Etc or western nursing students.
Exactly. If you want to catch a rainbow trout, don’t fish in a pond full of big mouthed, sucker lipped, bottom feeders. Raise your sights. You are better than that. Learning that led to 47 years of great marriage for me.
Haven’t been to a “nightclub” since the day after I turned twenty, and that was many moons ago.
I did have the occasion to walk through several “slow mature bars” in later years through business luncheons etcetera, and was surprised to see the lounge lizards, namely battered up older party girls sitting alone or in pairs, some of whom actually would lick their lips as I walked through.
Pathetic really.
This has been going on for the past 10 years or so. Good riddance. I despised the superclubs of the 90s and 00s. Too big, too noisy, too messy and too costly, they all offered the same overpriced drinks and overrated music. There is no reason to go to these places anymore: not the music, not the booze and certainly not the women.
The ride program and smoking ban should not be undersold here also.
But man did I have a GREAT time in the 80’s and 90’s whooping it up in Toronto’s clubs….
Got old enough just in time.
Now it’s all raves and drugs with chemical names as long and as pronounceable as a CBC employee name that are about as stable as Joe Biden’s prefrontal cortex.
“The ride program and smoking ban should not be undersold here also.”
Exactly. And escalating insurance costs, and here in Ontario, a regulation-mad bureaucracy that seems intent on exterminating every small business – whether it’s bars or bakeries.
All this expense and pettiness (and in the case of bars, heaped on top of the realities of demographics) more often than not the are the cause of the final “fuggit” for the typical small business owner.
Ballroom dancing is far more fun and you get to meet nice girls, who don’t expect you to pay for anything. In fact I meet my wife doing ballroom dance. We still dance about once a week.
Strip joints, bars, clubs will hang on for quite a while longer, they, and tattoo parlours, make excellent drug money laundries.
“You are better than that.”
You are not better than that unless you make yourself better than that. The secret is to be trying to make yourself better, seeking worthy challenges and rising to them. A lot of things have gone wrong with our society because we have generations raised on the lies that they were born wonderful and they are entitled to whatever makes us happy and if we aren’t getting it there is fault with society. No society will ever be able to live up to that.
The good relationships I have had with women have been with women who made me think, “She deserves a better man than I am, I want to become that deserving man.” Likewise with jobs and other pursuits. Even when I didn’t win, the attempt left me better off.
Another fine factual accounting of contemporary American culture Cappy. I raise a dram of single malt scotch to you. I lived through the night club era in my prime – it was hell but it paid benefits and the score rate wasn’t as bad as you make out – even though the ball busters and cock blockers were around they were not prolific. I never spent more than a few weeks with any woman I met in clubs – most had cardboard brainz and matrimonial inclinations IYGMD
Oddly enough, my Ex and the only woman I ever took a chance on living with met on the Net = on our first date she took me to Blues and steak joint and bought scotch for me until I convinced her to split the tab – she was a veteran of the clubbing wars 😉
I just assumed the night clubs died after I stopped going.
Met my better-half of almost 26 years now at a night-club. We were both out with what happened to be mutual friends, un be-known to both of us, celebrating our b’days. But both of us were a little older and wiser, and spent a year in courtship before I even popped the question. Thing being, like knight99 says, be aware, and if you only want a fu*k-and-chuck, then get a pro. At least you know were you both stand (or lay) :):). And if you want to find a real serious gal these days, I humbly suggest a tour of a science lab or engineering company. At least 90% of them are not SJWs or fem-Nazis, just a gal who wants to make something of herself and has some self-respect.(BTW….mine turned out to be a petro-engineer…lol)
Oh. And for the SJWs/fem-Nazis who snoop here, she is still a twit when it comes to airplanes (I’m aeronautical). 1st class/business and window seat, please. LOL.
I remeber when i was younger and very disrespectful and nasty and all things post teen at a club my buddies and i went to a club lots of hotties becasue it was panty night (contest where you take your pants off show your panties and get free stuff). Any there was a group of hotties we all noticed one we all liked her guys tried to dance with her on the floor she ignored them……then the slow songs came on the only 2 of the entire night…they went to go smoke dope….i went and asked her to slow dance…she wanted to get laid just not by them ..lol
They came to my car 1hr later to find and her and i bumping uglies in the parking lot and started cheering like seriously. I really hope the club scene totally ends it’s not a place i want my daughter to be a part of. i know how i acted and unlike many i actually do regret the things i did.
I turned away/used lots of very sweet women that would have made great wives and mothers. but you know boy’s will be boy’s and we only think about one thing at that age and its true.
Justthinkin I’m an AME “S” rating
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“Thing being, like knight99 says, be aware, and if you only want a fu*k-and-chuck, then get a pro”.
You might be confusing that comment with someone else’s comment. I suppose that it’s a point well taken, but not my shtick, and this coming from a guy who just finished a 12 year working tour of South East Asia.
My formidable years picking up chicks was in early eighty’s Calgary, went to plenty of clubs but girls there were secondary to the party out. Where you/ I did “score” in those days were house and outdoor bonfire parties that were everywhere at that time.
I’ve watched plenty of guys “sow their oats” long past their “grow the f*uck up age” and I’ve watched them eventually get stuck with society’s dirt-bags carrying more baggage than anyone can rationally manage. The older they get the more baggage and crap to deal with.
I suppose in todays Femnazi era of entitlement, Boyz & Biatches, courts & lawyers men are best to just forget it and keep relationships with “women” either platonic or one night stands. The girls don’t seem to mind today.
Anyway met my wife out of High School been married 30 years now, don’t regret a minute of it.