It’s almost like the weather heard me talking about how the rain doesn’t last lately because it is, again today, rainy. Constant, soggy rain. Not beautiful; not dynamic.
The lots of sloshy puddles kind.
Last night, for some reason, I just couldn’t fall asleep. Many false starts, and all the tricks, but nothing worked outside of accepting it was going to take time to go to sleep and not focusing on what time it was.
I’m less tired than I thought I’d be today, honestly. At least in that sense.
I’ve been watching random videos these days, and I came across this one from YouTuber Wonny. He makes engaging, interesting content. I don’t think we’re going to land on the same side, overall, this time, but I haven’t finished the video.
Basically, a woman was online doing videos and livestreams, and men gave her money to get her attention. This economy exists all over the world in many different forms; in this case, it was China.
She portrayed herself as “cute”–apparently infantilized women are all the rage, and not only in China–with a little voice and child-like mannerisms, which is my interpretation, not his. She hid her face and men gave her money.
She told them if they gave her enough money, she’d show her face. And if one person did, they’d get a coffee date with her.
And one day the mask in the form of a filter slipped, and everyone was floored to find…
A totally normal-looking adult human woman. Again, not Wonny’s take, but mine.
One guy, who gave her a ton of money, himself in no way resembling the prize in a cereal box, claimed he was having trouble sleeping because he would see her real face when he closed his eyes.
And this is the point at which I stopped watching.
Because my immediate reaction was the quote from Damon Runyon: “Never blame the booster for what the sucker does.”
Can we pause from making victims of these men to really examine what is going on in this whole set up?
The men are buying into a fantasy completely devoid of any thought or consideration or onus to view the object of that fantasy as a human being. She is a commodity to be purchased; they haven’t even seen her face, only some suggestions as to what that face might look like.
What was the man who paid enough money for her to have a coffee with him expecting for that money? To what did he feel entitled?
It is as if the men who participate in these imaginary relationships truly believe that women are vending machines they pump money into and press a button and get the affection they want from that particular size, model and optional extras.
But this woman who specifically did not show her face, had the audacity to not look how they imagined she looked.
I think they got their money’s worth. They were looking for a transaction and they got a transaction. They were looking for a fantasy of a woman and they had that too.
It was the reality that got in the way.
This, to me, is different from a romance scam where someone is targeted personally and a fake relationship built up in order to ultimately get money. In this dynamic, the people wanting to pay come to the person, willingly. They seek these women out.
And they do that with the full understanding that they will be spending money to do so. It’s, to me, like a guy at a strip club in the US complaining that the dancer isn’t actually flirting with him because she genuinely likes him.
They set up these systems and then get upset about how they work.
The real issue here is the view of women as fungible objects who can be bought or rented by any man with the funds.
Anyway, that’s it for me on this Thursday, I hope you have a great day.
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