So if you haven’t seen it yet, this (http://gizmodo.com/5833787/my-brief-okcupid-affair-with-a-world-champion-magic-the-gathering-player) is basically an ugly bitch’s rant about how nerds should be easily identifiable, like foreigners – maybe with nametags or arm patches or some sort of funky accent that makes you want to shout “LEARN HOW TO SPEAK LIKE A REAL PERSON.”
What really gets me about this article is that she whines about there not being decent guys in the world, but she can’t get over the fact that this guy is the world champion of something. Sure, it’s Magic: the Gathering. But do you think Michael Phelps has this problem? “Oh my god girl, he has like TWENTY GOLD MEDALS around his neck – ALL THE TIME.”
No, Magic is not nearly as strenuous as swimming. Having done both, I can say that with certainty. But being the best in the world at something requires dedication, intelligence, creativity, and a whole lot of other things this chick is lacking. Which is all for the best, because she doesn’t deserve to be with anyone, as she seems to be of the opinion that only nerds should date nerds or that they shouldn’t be allowed to procreate at all (god what if it spreads like some kind of virus? A sort of—gasp—INTELLIGENCE virus, passed down from generation to generation…like a..like a…GENE or something).
Darwin’s theories produced a similar opinion: stupid people shouldn’t procreate. It’s why nature doesn’t have safety labels. It’s why animals that are too stupid end up dying or caught in traps. It’s why this chick ought to end up forever alone if she can’t believe this guy could be allowed to date HER kind. I mean, friends and acquaintances?!? By god, if these nerds are allowed to talk to non-nerd (in other words, PRETTY girls), we’ll have a revolution on our hands.
It’s fine if she didn’t enjoy her time with him. That’s her opinion and she can even write a shitty blog post about it (although who her audience is, I don’t know. People cut from the same cloth as she is don’t know where the internet is or how to find it, since everything they look for is usually at the bottom of a beer or two or ten). But to suggest that everyone warn their daughters that this Nerd King of Geekdom is going to rain some sort of Card-Game Holocaust down on the women of the “normal folk” and should somehow be prevented from that is just wrong.
So he didn’t put “big fucking nerd” on his OKCupid profile. You didn’t put judgmental narrow-minded bitch on yours. At the end of the day, who really suffers? His “character flaw” you can google. Yours, I had to sit through that poor excuse of an article to sniff out. If there were a Wikipedia page for you, it would have “Are you looking for old maid (disambiguation)? If so, you are the only one because this bitch is dying cold and alone.”
And to be fair, this guy is the best in the world at what he does. Sure, what he does isn’t really a great conversation starter. But your list of achievements wouldn’t even fill the blurb that is on your blog for “profile.” And you still get to procreate, right?
Whatever her opinion, trying to stage some sort of INTERNET Cockblock has got to be out-of-this-world stupid. Who the fuck do you think is on the internet? Nobody who subscribes to the same flavor of crazy as you, lady. Just us nerds. Uh-hurh, uh-hurh, uh-hurh-hurh-hurh.
By the way, he probably banks better than you do, too.
(Most nerds do, since they paid attention in school. All of them, not just high school. Yes there are schools after high school. You just weren’t allowed to go to any of them. Discrimination at its finest – based off of intelligence.)
