(body counts) I remember when Amanda asked me for my body count. I made a list.

(body counts)
I remember when Amanda asked me for my body count. I made a list. I could remember almost every name. It was in the twenties, and I had to wrack my memory back to high school to do it.
(I never ask women. I generally figure it out. But I never ask.)

Why the 20s? Because I have nothing but long-term relationships and failed attempts at long-term relationships. And that was a lifetime number at age 50. I wouldn’t even date someone without the intention of a long term relationship. Just don’t understand why anyone needs attention so badly that they want to swap bodily fluids for exercise. It’s a ‘bad investment’.
Maybe I was too focused on meaningful things, like knowledge, career, relationships, (money), wealth, achievement. In other words ‘meaning’.

So, body counts? IMO it means you’re shallow and vapid. Besides, I’ve hired and spent a lot of time with high earners, especially in sales, and all those that have high body counts cheat and ruin their lives. Now, I’ve got a few of those male friends that view it as a video game and try to get into the thousands. And then they get ‘struck’ by some woman and turn into devoted husbands. But those aren’t common.

IMO it’s the absence of meaning that drives us to hyperconsumption of base instincts.

Why am I even talking about this? Partly I’m sort of disgusted on one hand, awed at the decline in morals, and exasperated at the destruction of marriage and the family that’s resulted. But if the data continues to play out, what’ happening is that ‘bad people’ are selecting themselves out of the gene pool by ‘one child policy’. And so it’s a race between educated women with one child, and trash with one child for who wins the reproductive lottery. 🙁