When I was 16 years old I was walking to a party about a mile from my house. I encountered a girl I went to high school with. She was walking her dog, on a Friday or Saturday night while I was going to a party.
She wasn't good-looking at all. She was pudgy and even without the pudge she would not have had a good body. And she wasn't attractive at all in the face.
She recognized me, just as I recognized her.
She gave me a look of fear. I wondered, why? Did she think I was going attack her? Most probably not. Most probably she thought I was going to say something nasty to her because of her appearance.
I forget what I did. Maybe I said hi to her. Maybe not. I don't remember.
Later I thought, "She's not of any value to anyone." I'm sure she was of value to her parents, but at high school, no.
I've always remembered that one-minute encounter.
In college I started encountering people who were of no value to anyone, male and female. They spent their weekends alone in their rooms, watching TV.
My last year and a half in college I lived in a studio apartment attached to a two-story house. One evening I was in one girl's room, and this girl verged on being beautiful. She was putting on her make-up while looking in a mirror.
For some reason, out of the blue, I asked her how many guys had asked her out that weekend. I wasn’t even serious.
"Seven," she answered.
I was speechless. I had no idea what to say. Seven? I think my mouth even dropped open.
If seven women had ever asked me out I would have thought it was an elaborate, cruel practical joke.
The difference between the girl walking her dog and the one putting on her make-up was based on one thing only - looks.
I have almost never seen a man be nasty to a woman. Once, I can remember. I have seen many women be nasty to men, including men they don't even know. A dozen times.
I can only conclude these women think these men are of little value, otherwise these women wouldn't treat them like that.
From that I can extrapolate there are a noticeable number of women today who think many men are of little value. I find that odd since men created and maintain society. Women can't do either.
The Manosphere is obsessed with "how to be a high-value man." Its prescriptions are in many ways nonsense and in fact dangerous, since they include such words as "psychopath" and "Dark Triad."
Yet I never encounter anything about the most important things that people want - to be appreciated and respected. To be considered as having some value. To not be ignored or abused. To have meaning, importance and community.
When people have an unwanted self bestowed on them they usually end up feeling shamed and humiliated, like the girl walking her dog. I've always wondered what happened to her.