They tend to get onitis extremely rarely, but then full-obsession mode because the women they prefer are so rare, so they don't view them as interchangeable with random-chick-at-bar.
There's a chronic supply shortage at the right end, as women tend toward the mean.
It's out of necessity. Women can't understand what I talk. Blank stares kill me.
Also dumb women do stupid things like tattoos or drinking at loud music places. Those things kill me. Can't stand any of that shit.
She must be intelligent enough to entertain deep intellectual conversations and do creative stuff, but humble enough to not lose submissiveness, always keeping cheerfulness and tenderness alive.
And she can disagree with me all she wants, as long as she doesn't begin having ideas about "strong independent woman" shit or becomes angry.
Angry/depressive/panic are big no-nos. Become all the smart you want, you deserve it.
But don't ever think that that gives you the right to have "the last word" or become angry/depressive/vengeful or panic.
There are never real reasons for any of that when you're with me.
Trust me, I am the man, I will guide you through this. Otherwise, get lost.
Like an engineer trying to tell the captain of a large ship what to do.
It's just wrong, no matter how intelligent the engineer is, he's blind compared to the captain.
Oh, I get it. I've tried to hook some of single guy friends with dumb-but-cute girls and they're like ugh, don't ever do that again. One said it was like spending the evening out with a pretty houseplant.
And my husband gets visibly frustrated talking to them. Starts speaking louder and waving his hands, as if she were deaf, rather than merely dense.
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