Random Rants 94 I rant at the thread title and shake my fist menacingly.

Finding a partner is right now the top priority in my life. Everything else is going fine, just not this, and I see my midlife crisis taking form, so... I thought I might as well pump money in it (since I can) and see if it works. Nearly 200€ later it seems it really does not :cringe:. Lesson learned.

This was in my morning paper today. Bolding mine.

How are couples going to meet in a post-dating app universe?
BY NAFEES ALAM INSIDESOURCES.COM

Gatekeeping, breadcrumbing and gaslighting for profit. “Let’s start a business that depends on maximal registered users for profits and create a product so effective that the number of users declines along with profits,” said no one ever. It’s a mystery why the general public is appalled at Bumble’s latest marketing gaffe and shocked at Hinge for hiding algorithmic soulmates from users to maintain maximal registered users. To quote the late Charlie Munger, “Show me the incentive, and I’ll show you the outcome.” What incentive do dating apps have to match you with your algorithmic soulmate? What would happen if dating apps matched every user with their perfect match?

The answer is simple: Dating apps would cease to exist because they would no longer be necessary. Dating apps are incentivized to keep you from finding your algorithmic soulmate, giving you mediocre matches now and then to keep you coming back, banking on you believing that the next swipe will be the swipe that changes your life, and blaming you for not upgrading to a premium membership because that’s how you show that you’re truly serious about finding love. When the incentive for dating apps is to keep you from finding your algorithmic soulmate, the outcome will be just that: a worsening national loneliness epidemic after the decades-long outsourcing of romantic pursuits into online platforms for most of the American population.

From the 1950s to the 1980s, most couples met through friends and family, at various stages of schooling, or at work or bars. Since the 1980s, more and more couples have been meeting online, taking over as the top meeting method for couples in the 2010s, now comprising 50% to 70% of how couples meet in the 2020s.

We’re focusing on the wrong thing. The question isn’t whether dating apps can be revived but rather if dating can be revived when the overwhelming majority of new couples meet online while online dating collapses. Have we outsourced our romantic pursuits into utter dependence?
We’re already starting to see signs of population decline through declining birth and marriage rates coinciding with the growing loneliness epidemic. Artificial Intelligence threatens to satisfy every romantic urge, from emotional connections to sexual experiences. Social media trends of women choosing bears over men and men choosing trees over women contaminate what remains of romantic hopefuls.

With online dating being the prominent meeting ground for new couples, what happens when online dating is no more? While a degree in business or marketing would be nice, and experience in business or marketing even better, neither is necessary in applying common sense. Bumble, Hinge, Tinder, etc. are businesses. The primary focus of any business is to be profitable. When a business is maximally profitable with maximal registered users, why would it work itself out of users and profits? Why would a business work so well that it loses users and profits?

Quite frankly, I’m surprised that the general public is surprised. Bumble, Hinge, Tinder, etc., are not in the business of helping you find your algorithmic soulmate. Quite the contrary, dating apps are in the business of learning the qualities you seek in a perfect match and then keeping that match from you so that you continue using these apps. If dating apps worked, you would delete them because they’ve worked and you’ve found your algorithmic soulmate. In the social sciences, we call this “gatekeeping,” preventing connections for ulterior motives. “Breadcrumbing” is doing just enough to maintain interest, nothing more. “Gaslighting” is the process of mental manipulation through deceit. The motivation for gatekeeping, breadcrumbing and gaslighting for dating apps is common sense: a profitable business.
Over the last few decades, dating apps have become experts at gatekeeping you from your perfect match while breadcrumbing you with mediocre matches to keep you hooked. Then they gaslight you into thinking that you are the problem for not getting your perfect match because you haven’t upgraded to a premium membership.

The business model of dating apps depends on the maximal number of registered users. Why would they act against their interests by connecting you with your perfect match and have you delete these apps? It’s common sense. With 50% to 70% of new couples meeting online amid a growing divide between men and women while Artificial Intelligence lurks in the background as an alternative romance, it may be valid to ask if the impending collapse of dating apps could mean the collapse of dating altogether.

Nafees Alam is a professor in social work at Boise (Idaho) State University.
 
The apps are something like 90% straight men and 10% women. The customer is men and the product is the sexual labor of women. This is the primary reason why the experience is so horsehockey. Women are lured onto the app with the promise of a reasonably safe romantic or sexual connection only to find a bunch of horsehockey dudes who feel entitled to their commodified bodies, while men go into the app looking for sex and find a scarce commodity that doesn’t want to be viewed as such. This is evident in the very pricing model: pay a premium and we will guarantee you get pushed to the front of the line, and we’ll notify the woman you paid a premium for it which, given sexed social conditioning, may make the woman feel obliged to say yes.

This has only gotten worse as men, promised a service that guarantees delivery of a product, fail or struggle to obtain it, and so act more entitled, more desperate, and more out of pocket, while women, driven by bad experiences with pushy, desperate men on the app, stay away, which creates a negative feedback loop.
 
I dislike that I have become a person that cares about birthdays. I doubly dislike that I became that person right when all my friends seemingly collectively decided to forget and treat it like an imposition. Previous years, it'd be my friends trying to get me to care about it, trying to organize activities, telling me to treat myself, etc. This year, silence. When they remembered or I mentioned it, they gave a lackluster "happy birthday," with a fairly strong implication of "I guess" tacked onto the end of it. It's a pretty lame way of feeling unimportant. I would've preferred to not care, and then it wouldn't bother me. I got far more enthusiasm and remembrance from acquaintances, which I'm thankful for, but that really shouldn't be the case.

The simplest explanation is that the problem lies with me. I have changed in some way that has destroyed my closest relationships. So that is what I will be dwelling on today, I suppose. And that at 30 I'm nowhere near where I want to be, and I'm doing none of the things I want to be doing.
Happy Birthfortnight!
 
So yesterday was my 61st trip around the Sun. As always, next year I want to go somewhere else.

I had birthday wishes from two businesses I no longer shop at.

Nice email from my aunt, though. And she seems to think I've suddenly become 3 years younger than I am.
 
So yesterday was my 61st trip around the Sun. As always, next year I want to go somewhere else.

I had birthday wishes from two businesses I no longer shop at.

Nice email from my aunt, though. And she seems to think I've suddenly become 3 years younger than I am.
Happy 30th! :P
 
Struggling a little to understand why the birthday news was posted in Rants, though... :p
 
Happy 30th! :p
Thank you, Synobun! I had a very nice 30th birthday party, back in 1993. I'd expected to go to a friend's house for a board gaming session... and instead found that the Shire had gotten together and thrown a surprise party!

The friend whose place we were at was a professional cook, so she'd put together a very nice supper. During that time we all kicked around ideas for what kind of castle we'd build if anyone won enough money in the lottery (just pipe dreams, since none of us actually played the lottery, that I know of). We played Eurorails (one of those Mayfair rail games where you make money by delivering cargo around the map).

It was fun.

And 31 years ago. Sadly, at least one person in that group has died since.

Struggling a little to understand why the birthday news was posted in Rants, though... :p

It's considered poor forum etiquette to post one's own birthday thread, and disappointing when it gets forgotten. That's what I appreciated about the first gaming forum I ever joined. There was a dedicated birthday thread that was kept pinned, and an automatic board message would announce the birthdays on whatever day, for whoever among the members was having a birthday that day. So everyone had an acknowledgement from the board, at least, and greetings from anyone who might want to add to that thread.

Besides, there is a rant associated with yesterday. I wanted a specific type of cake that Walmart's website it had. By the time I got to the store, they were sold out. I know it's first-world problems, but it's not like it's something I have everyday... or have had for over a dozen years, for that matter. I'll try again later. Maddy's birthday is coming up on the 25th.
 
Someone decided to pressure wash with bleach, which spreads a fine mist of it over a large area. Got a bunch in my eyes and it destroyed my expensive new clothes. Very cool.
 
Happy Birthday Valka.

On an unrelated note, man, do I hope I snag the thousandth post. I've got a killer subtitle.
 
Someone decided to pressure wash with bleach, which spreads a fine mist of it over a large area. Got a bunch in my eyes and it destroyed my expensive new clothes. Very cool.
Probably destroyed the Pressure washer too.
Some people are just too stupid to be allowed to use pressure washers and/or bleach.
 
Happy Birthday Valka and/or Syn!
 
Someone decided to pressure wash with bleach, which spreads a fine mist of it over a large area. Got a bunch in my eyes and it destroyed my expensive new clothes. Very cool.
RIP your clothes.

I'm scared to ask where you were, that someone put bleach in a pressure wash.

How are your eyes?
 
It was a crew cleaning the awnings over a business.

They're fine, I think. Just a little sore.
Go see a doctor.

The instructions say to rinse/use eye drops, and get checked out. This is not something you should tough out:

How to flush your eyes if you get bleach in them
When your eye is damaged by strong chemicals like bleach, it can lead to permanent vision loss. Fortunately, knowing what to do when you get bleach in your eye can reduce the overall damage done and potentially save your vision.

If you get bleach in your eye, you should immediately begin to flush the eye with lukewarm water or a saline solution. Sterile water is ideal, but tap water can also be used in this situation, and it is what most people will have on hand.

The goal with flushing the area is to try to remove as much of the bleach product as possible and return the eye to its normal pH level of 7.

After you’ve spent at least 15-20 minutes flushing your eyes with a constant stream of water, ask someone to safely take you to an emergency room.
 
i'm tired and have to see a doctor over a thing i don't have. at least getting that done means i can go by process of elimination and get actual treatment. it's just a butt tuesday.
 
Someone decided to pressure wash with bleach, which spreads a fine mist of it over a large area. Got a bunch in my eyes and it destroyed my expensive new clothes. Very cool.

As expected, clothes were irreparable. Eyes are fine. What isn't fine is my face. It's covered in these ugly red splotches that, for lack of a better term, fall apart. Thankfully it wasn't bad enough to have caused hyperchloremia, but it's still annoying. Nurse says to come back after a week if it's worse.
 
Finding a partner is right now the top priority in my life. Everything else is going fine, just not this, and I see my midlife crisis taking form, so... I thought I might as well pump money in it (since I can) and see if it works. Nearly 200€ later it seems it really does not :cringe:. Lesson learned.
I didn't meet my girl on tinder but it's really bad for a dudes mental health, so much bad behavior and flakery.

Remember the business model is to keep you on the hook not deliver the goods.

 
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