No, I’m not going away . . . yet. Nice of you to think of me, though.
High-flying men are not as attractive to women looking for love as those with an average job, scientists say.
Woo-hoo! Fun-Fair for the Common Man!
Perhaps unsurprisingly, the University of Central Lancashire research found the 186 female students asked preferred good-looking men.
There’s always a catch, isn’t there?
Lead researcher Simon Chu said the high-earning career men were deemed to be “too good to be true”.
“Under particular circumstances, high socio-economic status in males can be subtly counter-productive in terms of attractiveness as a long-term partner.
“We suggest that females see physically attractive, high status males as being more likely to pursue a mating strategy rather than a parenting strategy.”
In your face, physically attractive, high status males!
Related News:
Psychologists have found that women who are taking the pill tend to fancy macho types with strong jaw lines and prominent cheekbones.
However, women who are not taking that form of contraception seem to be more likely to go for more sensitive types without traditionally masculine features.
Obviously explains why Marcotte’s got such a crush on me.
In other news, Convicted Child Molester Gets 800 Years, by which time all of the children presumably will have grown up.
But seriously, good.
What about old, dumpy, underachievers? We are secretly teh hot, right?
Very secretly, B Moe. Very.
Anyone else notice this describes Carrot Top perfectly?
And you people laught at the idea of Intelligent Design.
OK, so my looks (my Basic Trainig nickname was “Clark Kent”) helped me land a wonderful bride…now what?
Oh, Jeff? That Carrot Top crack goes straight into THE HALL OF FAME! Damn, that is good stuff.
But how can you make a thread closing comment third?
There’s your explanation right there: this is a British study. Making a lot of money never was considered quite right over there.
This study only proves that women lie to researchers. More attracted to men who don’t make a lot of money? C’mon.
Turing word is across69? Nah. Too easy.
Ever seen “Pauly Shore Is Dead”? The scene where Shore’s run out of his house by Carrot Top is a classic.
But the judge did show mercy:
Which did happen. Prosecutors were seeking the maximum, 1,175 years to life, but the molester was sentenced to only 800 years to life.
Damned soft-headed liberal judges!
With good behavior he can be out in 350 years.
I can verify this.
We stunningly handsome men are treated like so much meat by women.
It’s even worse when you’re hung like a horse.
I thought lee’s comment would be coming from Mr Ed – or Bill Clinton.
My experience talking about these things with women over several decades is:
Women don’t like men who are too good looking because they are likely to be tempted to stray.
Women don’t like men who are “pretty” because they may be gay. Or self-absorbed. Or both.
Women don’t like real high earners because they work too much and women need someone to sit next to them in the living room and watch Mork and Mindy reruns for the rest of their lives.
Women do not like ugly men with BO because their girlfriends will laugh. That means a lot to them.
If you are a guy, have a job, don’t yell and scream much, respond to the feminine “X, could you …..”, don’t drink to excess, don’t spend too much money on yourself, like animals (key signer for children), are reasonably neat in your Haggar slacks and made in Cambodia polyester shirts, and take a shower once a week whether you need it or not, any woman will throw herself at your feet, unless she’s already hooked up, in which case, tough tits.
Odd, as a good-looking guy with a steady job, I’ve always thought that women were naturally attracted to leather-clad outlaw bikers that stole from and beat them on occasion.
Jeffersonian, it depends on age. Younger women want macho caricatures; just before 30 they begin to crave steady, employed nerds.
That’s why I drive a Bronco. That and, it came with a nice set of options.
‘Cause I heard chicks dig a man with a nice package.
How come there are no women commenters in this thread?
Steve, who seems to have actually discussed this with women has come very close to a good summation of what woman want (in case you’re listening, Freud).
When I used to do crisis counseling with battered women the idea of a “safe” man was a recurrent theme, hashed over again and again as women struggled to figure out why they hadn’t seen it coming…”but he was so *nice*”…
Handsome isn’t necessarily safe—very often, having gotten by on his looks since he was two, Handsome may tend toward narcissism. *tend*—they’re not all like that, except for those in Hollywood.
Very wealthy men are of two categories: inherited and earned. The former do tend to make strategic alliances, though some of these partnerships are disastrous. See Ethel Kennedy family tree.
The latter, with their earned wealth, have a different sense of entitlement. Usually they’re looking for drop-dead beautiful as a further proof of their success. Again, just a tendency, not an absolute. There is a high rate of divorce in this category due to the driven nature of high earners. Just ask any bitter ex-wife of a doctor who ended up raising the children by herself only to have him trade her in after 30 years for a newer model. Strangely, the new one often looks like the old one, just 30 years younger.
Anyway, that said, here’s the “safe” list my battered women evolved over the years:
1. He gets on well with his family, particularly his mother or sisters. Family members don’t do dramas or cut off relationships –e.g, his momma gets on with her own family and her in-laws (as best she can).
2. He works steadily at a job he really likes. Never leaves one job without having lined up another. Isn’t a work-a-holic.
3. He has an avocation that really engages him—fishing, reading, motorcycles…whatever. But not so absorbing he’s never home.
4. He has some interest in the larger world and gives some of his time to a community group or someone in need. Like maybe he mows the yard for the old people next door.
5. His moods are reliable. Not happy-sappy, just predictable– e.g., you know for certain how he feels abd what he will say and how loud he’ll say it if—again—you borrow his tools and don’t put them back. A corollary: the person he is in public is the same person he is at home. No Jekylls/Hydes need apply.
6. His times and routines are predictable. He’s never three days late for dinner.
7. He has a sense of humor and thinks you’re funny, too. You share secret jokes.
8.He’s sensible about money.
9. He enjoys children to some extent, especially his own. He sees them as people.
10. He’s trustworthy. Keeps his word.
It’s been a few years, so that’s the list as I remember it –though maybe there were twelve qualities, not ten. I think one was “no substance abuse of any kind” since that was a frequent problem. And I believe they decided that a “loner” was a danger signal since it meant you couldn’t have friends, either…
Sorry to be so lengthy, but it’s something I’ve thought about a lot in the course of talking to well over three thousand scared, confused women—and having some of them die, and some of them kill.
Guess I’ll have to make this a post myself. You sure brought back old memories.
(BTW, this really does cut across socio-economic lines. And political ones, too. Though the latter didn’t enter the equation much if the abuse was severe. No room to think about anything else)
Have you seen Carrot Top lately? Yikes!
(Hopefully all the intelligent commentary will be done on the new thread.)
Okay. I’ll just stay here, then.
11) He has disease-free junk that could, if properly utilized, be used to drill life-giving water wells for the suffering people of Darfur.
After millions of years evolution, men like any other male creature on the planet, still want pleasure with the side effects of giving offsprings or verse visa; women too, either act as a cow/ more precisely a tool for the man or just have pleasure/ enjoy her own life fully. It is wise not to have any offsprings than those potentially destructive… only pity is men, a labelled workaholic but a true slave…