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New Single Man A Very Lonely Planet

I don't want to make a big splash, but I did have been single for a long time. I still don't understand why, but loneliness has always followed me all my life – in bars, in the car, on the bustling sidewalks, at the frozen grass pudding retail outlets – wherever I feel lonely.

The most unbearable thing about single life is not the lack of female companionship (which is also unbearable, of course), but the inability to judge what makes me unable to deal with girls like other boys. I may be relatively simple (originally latin for stupid), but I am friendly, tall (six feet five), and I think I should concentrate on two of the three advantages of tall, dark, and handsome, and should be easy to mix into the boudoir of a large number of women, at least with the same excellent girls or any woman should be familiar with.

The truth is, I am extremely simple. When I was in high school and when I first entered college, I repeatedly bragged about myself as a romantic. Finally, in 1993, I started dating a girl I was in love with, thinking that the worst crisis was over.

A few months later she kicked me.

In order to get through this stormy day, I began to publish the magazine Single Man. It is a low-budget, still-film print magazine that features short essays, metropolitan pop tests, cartoons, bad persuasions, love quotes, music reviews, and poems that deliberately hurt the weather. Through running a magazine I met other men (and a few women) who had the same miserable experiences as I did. These people are a mixture of good and bad, there are sensitive and fragile men, politically correct college students, worried half-grown boys, twenty-something tearful love to listen to independent rock and roll, divorced bachelors, widowed widowers, etc., really all kinds of people, etc., all kinds of people.

What did you learn from publishing such a magazine? I didn't learn how to knock on the bamboo bar of the "Golden Examination" fast printing company, I learned to laugh as much as I can when I am worried and afraid and when I am hurting myself. A short, bitter laugh, after all, is still a laugh. It turns out that I'm pretty good at living a single life. My magazine circulation quickly grew to nearly 300 copies, and the guides to the underground magazines Alphabet News V and Broken Pencil gave me a positive rating. Producing such magazines not only illustrates the value of my survival and promotes my deviant theory of superiority in single life (referring to the rationalization process), but it is also cheaper than drinking alcohol to dispel sorrow, and it is more effective than assistive psychotherapy.

Plus, it infuriated my former girlfriend, and it was a great windfall.

In the spring of 1997, after I finished the last issue of Single Men, I stopped washing my hands because I had portrayed single men to the fullest, and the magazine had become a curse, not a blessing. I admit that unlike this book, Single Man is an extremely shallow and vulgar self-promotion, but I find that most female readers read the magazine and not only find the content fresh and readable, but also pay a lot of attention to single men. In our society, there is nothing to boast about living alone. On the contrary, it is an embarrassing identity that needs to be deliberately concealed.

In the autumn of 1997, for a few months I managed to find a woman, but since then I have been free and carefree, so like most ordinary people, I asked myself a few difficult questions:

If I'm so good, why am I still single?

What the hell is wrong with me?

What are you doing in the middle of the night tonight?

It took me a long time to find the answer. It's pretty obvious that I'm not bad, so naturally I assume I haven't had a good time being single. What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and in a few weeks the opportunity came!

In the summer of 1998, I discovered that the density of a certain definite metal could be measured based on the amount of water discharged. No, don't panic, that's what Archimedes said.

What I found was a very, very lonely planet: a hypothetical mental space that only single men have. This state of mind evokes the strongest emotions, so sometimes it feels like a real and unique geography. The single man planet bears some resemblance to the sun-centered universe – and a bit bulky, with less precise space locations, but an indication of how the world works.

Many single men watch other men who are exactly like themselves mixed up in the circle of women, and they can't help but wonder which way they have offended the gods. If the men around you are dating, kissing, and marrying women, and only you are an alternative person, you have reason (at least naturally) to believe that you are from another planet.

A planet that has been left out in the cold.

If anyone is confused about this lonely planet, listen to the following metaphors to understand the truth. These parables are full of all kinds of sophistication and decay in popular culture.

It is the "Girigan Island", there are only unlucky single men on the island, they once tried to escape the island, but they did not expect that all attempts became a laughing stock, and none of them succeeded.

stop! Boy, it's like a "matrix."

It is "Narnia," another corresponding universe that escapes the emotional trauma of the real world without the need for talking animals or the red tape of wardrobe lines.

But if the most vivid analogy is made, the Lonely Planet is a wandering state, which is a temporary loss of memory caused by deep emotional trauma. When a wanderer leaves his hometown and returns, he often does not remember the past of his hometown, and he will have a new identity and career. This state of affairs can last for many years until the end of the wandering state, and the patient cannot remember exactly what happened.

There are two reasons for the metaphor of a lonely planet to wanderlust: First, extreme psychological trauma is like the feeling of being kicked off or the fiery and hopeless unrequited love again and again. When a single man struggles to find a woman, both sides will quickly deny that there is such a lonely planet because they want to keep their distance from the moldy village. We are all familiar with the brethren, who, once they have women, grow up and return to their old ways. So why can't single men have the space that really belongs to them? A small planet where no one knows it?

Ever since I "discovered" the Lonely Planet, I decided to explore this space and map its terrain. The result is this book – a historical and philosophical guide to single men, a physical and psychological handbook for single men, an epistemological and ontological guide for single men. There is a clear gap in our understanding and understanding of sexual issues, and I hope this book will fill that gap. If the mainstream media reports a certain level of people very poorly, and the description is extremely incomplete, this is single middle-class men, and the vast majority are Caucasians.

Or maybe men have been attracting the attention of the world for the past million years, but the attention is not ordinary men. There is a class of men who wander between die-hard fans and men who use dating opportunities to seduce women, which I call "rational beasts". We know very little about these alternative gentlemen, but most of the people on the lonely planet are "rational beasts."

Since most universities focus on women's studies, consider this book a men's study. We men deserve further in-depth study because the fact that we can't find women reflects the overall change in our society. There are many legitimate external reasons why we don't look for women. For example, I myself attribute it to the following aspects:

Chaos Theory and the Damn Butterfly Effect.

I skilfully stumbled upon a woman and asked her, "How does it feel?" ”

In 1989 I decided not to participate in writing comic letters.

Fluoride in the water supply system is seriously exceeded.

I was raised by wolves.

After 1995, women could afford to buy a guide to the interaction between men and women – the "Rules". Single men are still busy drawing their own blueprints for success. Maybe we men fail to understand the rules of intercourse with the opposite sex, or we deliberately do not communicate according to the rules (which is not good for us), or we do not like the old rules and want to establish new rules, or there may be no rules of interaction at all, and the interaction between men and women is originally in a free state.

This book is intended to satirize and deconstruct our internal logic. You will find that the book is divided into three parts, don't be afraid. The first part – "Then, Now, So" – describes what the lonely planet looks like, examining single men from ancient times to the present so that we can better understand our current predicament. This section also analyzes postmodernism, capitalism, and business culture in order to understand how these "isms" affect dating and intercourse.

The second part – "Humans" – portrays the personality traits of the "rational beast", setting a periodic table of testosterone viscosity, showing that different combinations of mind and muscle activity can create different types of single men. Next I observed a few typical "rational beasts," examining their communicative abilities, examining whether their emotions were stable, and questioning their spiritual beliefs. I then scoured the "Beast of Reason" CD stand and reviewed his interpersonal skills.

The last part, called the Escape Plan, presupposes some glorious non-single role models from whom we can make a cynical mockery of the prevailing practice of escaping from a lonely planet forever.

Every few years, one or two columnists appear to suggest how people can grasp the zeitgeist of society and sex. The 1990s left us with Anka Rodakovich, Josh Vogos, Sue Johansen, Rorna Roskin and Dr. Laura (hey!). ), precious. Oh, and the big bang Dan Savage. People in the middle of the United States have a wish that has been passed down from generation to generation to have a frivolous, eloquent prodigal son to guide them how to live, and Dan Savage is glad to have fulfilled this wish.

However, I'm not here to boast and compare myself to Dan Savage Jr. or Dr. Laura second (hey!). ）。 I'm unprecedented among columnists, and what sets me apart is that I encourage my readers to ignore everything I've said. I've been single for five years in a row, and anyone could benefit a lot by doing the opposite. The best piece of advice I can give you is: in your early twenties, when you were idle, you would run a low-budget quiet film magazine for a few years, then do nothing, then start writing books, and then think about it, hoping that one day writers can be as popular as rock stars.

But I solemnly promise that I respect and understand my readers, who deserve to be respected and understood. I may demean myself sometimes in the book, but this book is not a handbook of dating techniques like "Fucking and Dating for Fools." It's one thing to show a sense of humor in the face of a gallows, but another thing to be numb and indifferent.

I also solemnly promise that I am sincere, and I have just sincerely advised everyone not to take my words seriously. The book is not a Disney-esque sweetness, nor is it a purely fictional "new age" nightmare, such as Mars and Venus meet Abbott and Costanro. This book is an honest and objective look at why men are single. First, let me sort out the emotional trauma I suffered during the love affair.

About the author: Ryan Bigge, toronto's most expensive freelance writer, whose articles have been published in the National Mail of Canada, Toronto Life Magazine, Marketing, This, Broken Pencil, Ben Is Dead, and Small Pieces. The author has had the experience of being single and has the vision to study this group of people. New Single Men focuses across the personality, psychology, emotions and sexual characteristics of this particular group of people.

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