Sometimes I just thank the Lord that I was born… in another century, another millennium, another world. And never more so that learning about ‘incels’.

An ‘incel’ is an involuntary celibate. Someone deemed by ‘the world’ as being too ugly, too short, too bald, too toothless or too nerdy to be worthy of dating. I’m not sure how short you need to be to become ‘beneath contempt’, if its like limbo, but contempt is what these poor people get, these ‘incels’ from the dating world. They post their pictures and await the onslaught from online ‘babes’ and in fact from other, more manly, more hunky, hairy, toothy, jockish male shag-magnet types too.

So they then run to ‘incel’ chat-rooms and form what would once have been known as ‘nebach clubs’, in which they wallow in their collective self-pity and ‘enjoy’ their apparent hopeless situation. Basically, that they ain’t gettin’ none. Celibacy endures, their self-worth diminishes and they’ve given up and seek comfort in a world of total fucking losers. And all done without ever venturing outdoors. Probably done mostly in the toilet at work.

Because if your (sad, sorry, tragic, pathetic and totally moronic: no judgments here) life is run totally on a fucking smartphone then quite frankly you get what you deserve. If you choose to ‘advertise’ yourself, to run your personal marketing strategy in a 2-dimensional forum in which superficiality is all anyone can ever see, then you’re a tosser. Because the Brad Pitts and George Clooneys and Robbie Williamses of this world will always ‘win’ in the feedback game, even if in real life they may be (who knows?) vapid, stupid, rude or conversationally soporific. Because they look gorgeous. And in that horrid little world, that’s all that counts.

Were any of these short, fat, ugly, creepy, nerdy types ever to venture into a pub, a bar, a club, or even in the canteen at work, and actually ‘engage’ with people; real PEOPLE, not just bland and photo-shopped faces on a phone, they could show that underneath all that ugliness, there’s a charming, or funny, or self-deprecating, or clever, or interesting person with whom real members of the alternative gender might actually like to spend time with.

Of course, if you have absolutely nothing to offer anyone because you in fact DO spend all your time in chat rooms and on masochistically insulting and judgmental web sites, and therefore cannot even have any time of interaction without your phone being involved, then a true loser you are.

But at least give yourself a frikkin chance, rather than condemning yourself to the nether world of the pre-defeated.

Happy Sunday

A xxxx