I look at the dating market like an actual market and this is how I envision it.
I want to walk into a store(market) but I can se through the big glass windows that it's insanity. People are throwing things around, there is food on the floor, in the aisles. Items mistocked, mislabeled, expired and etc. People are in the market with full carts yet snatching things out of other peoples carts, and people are in there just all out lost and confused.
I'm standing outside of the market saying to myself "I want a Steak. That's it. All I want is a steak. I want to go in here, get my steak and leave. I don't want the whole market, I don't need or even want a full cart of stuff I don't feel like eating. I just want a steak. I'd like to not have to fight other people off of me, just to keep my hands on the steak, I don't want to have to hurdle over unimaginable things to get to this steak. All I want is a steak. I've got the money for it. I've got the car to put the steak in. I'e got a house to cook the steak in. I've got everything I need at home to cook the steak. I know HOW to cook the steak the right way. I just want a steak."
But I just get disheartened looking at the all out insanity in the "market". There's 1000 pages of gut-wrenching stuff posted in this one thread, countless other pages of the same on the net. I've been through some messed up things to that I will never forget and they have left permanent scars man. It ain't masculine to admit it all, but when stuff meses up a man it really messes him up. It infuriates me when women ask "Why don't you have a girlfriend? You're smart/hansdome/etc" I just want to ask them if they even live on the same planet I do? Do they not see how people lie and cheat every day? I was there. In college working my ass off going for days without sleep trying to make something of myself and still got played for the fool by women I thought were ideal. I don't want to disrespect my mother and father because they didn't raise me to be a Pump-and-Dump type of guy, even though I could be. I've got decent money (been making 50k+ snce I was 19, but to these new age women I need to "Step my game up".) nice car, nice clothes, but I don't "flex" it. For what? p*ssy? I've had plenty of sex and honestly it's great but flexing for p*ssy isn't my thing. It's not worth it. Overall I just don't want to be what I despise, because I feel that that is what's killing the black community. But it seems like you are either the guy that's fukking someone elses girl or the guy who's girl is sharing herself. No inbetween.
Other races have slack to give, they are already powerful in real ways. But we tear each other down in our relationships with such viscousness it's hard to even go out and kick off something with someone. Only thing keeping me going is that there are 400 million people in this country, and I know there is one, there is at least ONE woman, who's mind is on the same track as mine. Will I meet her? Probably not, but I'm not goig to give up and be "that guy" because it's easier.