Here's what I noticed.

I apologize if I offend anyone here, but this is what I noticed.

This has become something of a pet peeve of mine. My problem with modern society is the expectations of each gender. I am male and I, for one, think that it is much harder to be male and popular and socially successful in this society than it is to be the female equivalent. And here's why. Men must be witty, they must always be on their toes, they must always have the perfect thing to say in response to any situation in which they land themselves. Men have to think of that perfect thing to say with no hesitation whatsoever.

The role of a successful and popular woman in this society is to be pretty and to be thin. I find it hard to believe that there is much of any intellect or wit required for a female to be popular. Sure, it is probably more physically demanding for women to be accepted as attractive than it is for men but the mental and intellectual components are not comparable.

This is not to say that there are no witty females out there. Quite on the contrary: there are many. And surely there are many that are popular. But it is not their wit that makes females popular. There are too many popular women to count that have nothing of any interest whatsoever to say.

And so it becomes a battle of the witty males (the unwitty ones eventually come to the realization that they should not bother). They all begin to fight over the gorgeous and boring women. This is what annoys me about our system. And it is nearly impossible to avoid. I don't consider myself unwitty (I doubt that there are many out there that would declare themselves a moron) and yet I recently found myself competing with a fellow man to try and win the approval of a woman. I think that it was around this point that I realized the stupidity of the action in which I partook. It was then that I stopped trying with that certain girl. The thing that annoys me the most is that I know that I will fall prey to them all over again some day soon. I will go after and with any luck be accepted by a beautiful girl who will bore me to tears but it won't matter because the sex will be good.

And that is why I can't sleep at night.