Life in the Scrum

Vox contemplates the unthinkable:

And in the event a woman fails to make that choice one day, the consolation prizes aren't so bad. As one of my friends discovered, while being frivorced out of the blue was initially devastating, spending his subsequent evenings in the company of various young women who are barely out of college was hardly the equivalent of a circle of Hell. Is it the life he chose? No. Is it the life he wanted? Not at all. But it's the life his ex-wife chose for him and he's having rather a good time making the best of it.

That's the abundance mentality. That's the "life is beautiful" mentality. That is the ALPHA mentality. As philosophers from Sextus Empiricus to Roosh will tell you, don't shed a single tear.

Easy for him to say!  But while Vox is of that class of men at whom women habitually throw themselves, I personally would face a couple of obstacles.  Judging from the reaction I get from young women whose husbands aren’t already my friends, I don't think this would be as easy as it sounds.  Seeing as how those reactions are presently characterized principally by their lack of eye contact, I would have substantial work to do, starting with . . . well, I don’t know exactly – how do you multiply by zero?  But presumably with a  huge increase in extroversion, followed by developing the social skills necessary to generate interest where none is now manifest.  I shudder at imagining how painful that would be, even were I actually to succeed – a by no means guaranteed outcome.

Of course, these bleak interactions take place mostly at work, and even Vox would probably counsel against trying to learn game on the job.  I would be better off seeking female companionship in other venues.  But that brings me to the second obstacle:  I’m pretty happy with my daily routine as it is right now.

• Monday: go to work, go to the gym, come home. 
• Tuesday: go to work, go to the pool, come home.
• . . . .
• Sunday: go to church, go to the range, come home.

This is obviously no way to meet women.  In the unlikely event, I would do what must be done, as I did what had to be done when I was single.  But when I got married I happily left it behind and didn't look back.  What a torture it would be to be forced by events back to it!