Old Men, if You’re not Hugh Hefner, Walk Away!

What is it in men’s DNA that makes them think they can get a 21 year old when they’re 60something years old? Older men, considerably older men always look to young, vibrant women/girls for companionship and my thing is “eww, gross, what makes you think you have a chance?” Why do men go for girls (not even women) that can be their daughters even granddaughter? Are they pedophiles? Do they have no conscience? Maybe they seek validation.

There are many, endless reasons why older men think and want a younger woman, but my thing is why do they think young women want them? Unless you look like Sean Connery, Pierce Bronson, Denzel Washington, or have Hugh Hefner money and fame, keep away old men. The reality is that if you don’t have charm, money, or have aged handsomely, you are not appealing to young women. Very few are the cases of older men who have nothing to offer pairing up with young women, who expect nothing but “love.”

Now, it’s not to say that I don’t believe an older man and a younger woman can’t get together, but there’s something to say when a man is seriously catcalling a 24 year old when he is 55 years old and has nothing of the aforementioned to offer. Older men need to make a list between themselves and Hugh Hefner and realize why they can’t roll like he does.

Confused Commenter

Dear Internet Drama:

Here is my quandry — can you help?

In surfing around checking out blogs on the Internet a few weeks ago, I found a brand new one on the very first post that I just love. It’s witty and clever, and I feel like the author is writing just for me. I’m the only one who has commented on the site so far, and there is quite a cute little conversation happening between us.

So my question is: should I be a good person, and feed this blogger’s ego and tell everyone I know how great it is and link to it on my blog? Or should I just be selfish and keep this ‘private conversation’ going and let this individual think I am the only one who appreciates him/her?

And no, I’m not giving you a link until I hear your advice on the matter….

Sincerely,

A Confused Commenter

Dear Confused Commenter,

Sharing is most definitely caring. I think it would be an even bigger ego booster to link the blog to yours and get this blogger’s numbers up. You can continue your special conversations without fear of being threatened by others because you’ll always be the first loyal customer and those never get forgotten.

So, I say, say it loud and proud I’m in love with a new blog!

But, what I want to know is what’s up with these cute, little conversations? Is there more than just blogger admiration? If, so, I say that showing your support for the blog will definitely be a plus. Who says you can’t have the private conversations and the public admiration? Enjoy both!

Pay Me, I love you

Does money matter when it comes to love? I think that we like to believe that love conquers all, but when today’s survival and pleasure are so dependent on finance, how do you make it work when there’s no dough?

I think it all depends on your personal ambitions and personality. But even if one doesn’t aspire to be much, can you be with someone that can’t feed you, clothed you or put a roof over your head? I think that it’s definitely possible; love defies all the odds. When you really care about someone all those things don’t matter because love means happiness, being with that person is usually enough to erase all the superficial pleasures. Of course, I think romantic dinners enhance a relationship and shows appreciation but it’s not everything. I think we’re conditioned to believe that the tangible things are what express love, but love is sacrifice and respect.

I can’t blame the people of today for thinking that love needs to be expressed through teddy bears and diamonds because that’s what we’ve been fed, and I’ve even bought into it, but a walk in the park is just as romantic, a simple smile, and a genuine I love you are enough. Sometimes we aim so high at giving that we end up not giving anything when a 99¢ balloon is more than generous. So, I say love don’t cost a thing!