Love though, probably chances converge to zero.

You are absurdly cynical about the non existence of love. Most of us don’t have to pretend to be “poor enough” to find love, nor do we have the kind of funding to purchase sex “wherever and whenever” we feel like it. You talk like you’re wealthy and handsome like Brad Pitt that you think of women as golddiggers because they’re throwing themselves at you, and you’re so fucking PRIVILEGED that you don’t even believe that the vast majority of the rest of us don’t live like you when we tell you.

Most of us have roughly the same number of sexual partners as we find people who love us, because that’s how it works for ordinary men.

Most of us don’t have to worry about random women “of course she’ll have sex with me, but is she just after me for my looks or my money?”

We are not the same, and most people don’t live like you at all. You’re just wrong.

I’m sorry, but if it boils down to you claiming that someone can have sex wherever and wherever they want because technically they could rape someone, and if your argument is that love comes harder because you can’t force anyone to love you, I absolutely come back to the we are NOT the same, and you are WRONG in more than one sense. Ready availability whenever and whenever of sex is for very attractive people and rapists. I’m neither. Stop trying to persuade me otherwise. You’re wrong.

I have a friend who explained how easy it was to get sex, and it didn’t even come close to involving rape, but no, no, that hinged on him being a different person to me physically and mentally. Surely if you were able to change yourself to be a different person physically and mentally it would be just as easy for you to find love.

Again, this is absolutely not about personal experience, and has nothing to do with that.

Well you made a universal claim that anyone can get sex any time any where, and I think that’s true only for a minority of people, and I was just using myself as a counterexample rather than arguing generalities because I absolutely am aware of where I sit in society and roughly how often and exactly where sex is available to me, and rather than admit that your massive overgeneralisation from your stud lifestyle is untrue, you argued with me that I was incorrect. About myself even. I’m not. You are.

why not kill poor people to solve poverty?

From whom would you then extract wealth and labour?

You don’t need to make everyone millionaires. You do need to give everyone secure access to food, housing and healthcare.

Sex, I could go to the next brothel and have it 10 times a day.

Brothels are illegal in my country.

Or go on tinder and let golddiggers have it.

The vast majority of people are absolutely nowhere near rich enough to attract golddiggers.

If you’re a decently attractive woman, you’ll get it for free on tinder in 5 minutes. Or in the next bar or wherever.

I don’t know what proportion of women you believe are decently attractive, but surely you accept it isn’t 100%. Also roughly 49% of us are male, and this absolutely and unequivocally is not the experience of even decently attractive men.

I can also walk around asking anyone until I’m lucky.

This would get me slapped and possibly arrested for sexual harassment. It would definitely, definitely, definitely not work. You have to either be an unusually attractive man or alternatively be seeking sex from men for this to have any chance whatsoever of success.

I keep telling you that your experience is far from typical, and I keep telling you that we live completely different lives. You are confident that you could easily get sex if you wanted it, whenever or wherever you wanted it. I promise you 100% that I am right that your experience is NOT universal. You live in a magical world of sex availability. By contrast I live in a blessed world of readily available affection from my friends (who I chose), surrounded by family that love me, but where sex is available with frequency lower than my preference and with zero realistic chance of me getting it elsewhere.

WE ARE NOT THE SAME. Accept it please, and stop telling me I’m wrong about what my own lived experience is like. You are WRONG.

I guess you deliberately want to misunderstand me.

I don’t want to deliberately misunderstand you, I want you to hear me. Your experience of readily available sex whenever, wherever, whoever, is far from universal.

Much easier to access.

Oh yes. That too.

You’re deliberately misinterpreting me and insulting me at the same time. There’s no need for that.

You said

Sex you can have with everyone and get it everywhere.

And that’s simply not true for most of us.

You characterised love and affection as hard to find, but I get love of various sorts readily from my wife, children and other family, and a great deal of affection from friends and some colleagues. You characterised sex as easy to find, stating I could get it anywhere and any time with anyone, and you argued with people who disagree, but the truth is that I can get sex only in my bedroom, only with my wife, only at night, and only when she is in the mood for it, and anything else is pure fiction, for me. Maybe not for you, but definitely for me.

That fact that you even think to assert that love and affection are hard to find and sex is easy to find is why we live very, very, very different lives. I’m not asking to swap, but we are NOT the same.

Maybe you mean something different than you’re saying, but of you want to get your point across to us ordinary folk for whom a sex life as busy as our libido was a teenage fantasy that never turned up, you’d better start rephrasing and explaining rather than just claiming “technical” truth.

It’s also “technically” true that you can get affection anywhere. Yesterday I gave a homeless guy a lift from his begging pitch outside the bus station to his tent and bought him and his girlfriend a pizza hut on the way, and he cried and hugged me. Today I met up with a bunch of friends and got about four hugs, which is totally normal for that bunch. Most people wouldn’t call it love, but it’s heaps of affection.

We live very different lives for you to claim what you claim.

I’m also troubled that you only said that you can’t enforce love and affection. Enforcing sex is called rape. I’m guessing that you didn’t mean that, but do you not see that you need to back down from some of the words and phrases that you used instead of defending them, and explain what you meant in a less provocative way?

You missed out could. That’s why we are not the same.

Conclusion:

bandwith = maximum volume per second, like width of a water pipe

latency = delay in arrival, how many milliseconds the data takes to make the journey, like how slow or long a pipe is.

I think there are websites for that.

Maybe he should sit behind.

I think you and I live very, very different lives that you would think that way.

“I bet you can’t suck me off in under five minutes.”

Asking the real questions.

Made in Scotland from girders.

…and enough additives to trigger your adhd symptoms even if you don’t have any. But no worse than any “energy” drink, I’d guess.

I think the last one is less obvious.

Then there’s the wonder of quirky left hand who is very very aware of there being a penis of an interesting shape in there, and numb slept-on arm with the handjob that feels like it’s from someone else.

Thanks for the clarification.

I still don’t understand what you meant to say.

I forgot what the questions were this far down the page.