Chuck wrote:
Guess there's enough of us that have had kids that my manual on dating won't be necessary.
The question remains, however: can the newly developing species compete with the existing species when one of our fundamental differences is that we suck socially, especially when dating? When that part of our brain is tied behind our back (er, ... so to speak)? When statistically (so, true?) the more education you acquire the less kids you'll have?
...also true of the larger world; a sad trend, I think.
Ahhh, the tragicomedy of AS dating...
For me, the power of hormones has been unquenchable; inexorable. It's far stronger than we are; that's why we're here. My first wife (a few years older) seduced me (ok, I was more than willing) & got pregnant before I was out of Catholic HS (it's against their rules, I found out!
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Her father gave me the choice: marry or never see her or the child. I "did what was right" and instead of college and some science career, went nowhere. He was a beautiful child, though, and we were on the farm, for a few years. Then divorce and alternate wkend visitations, which tore me apart when he cried as I'd take him back to her (and who she was living with.) Last I heard, he's working on a post-grad philosophy degree and maxing out test scores.
Many years later, painfully inept at approaching women & dating, an (again slightly older) social worker and I collided. [I realized later that both women had deep fears of infertility, which I was able to assuage. Hey, I like to help out where I can.
] Twins ensued - boy and girl, wonderful people, both just turned 18, both with social problems, etc. She's on to college, he'll have to repeat senior year.
Both wives left, the second after ten years, so overcoming dating and sex issues isn't the whole picture. Reading Mozart and the Whale opened my eyes a bit more to how hard marriage can be. I'd love to see the complete AS marriage manual...
One thing that helped me relate to women early on was to see things from their side - reading Cosmo, the Mars/Venus thing, better books like Intimate Strangers, Nancy Friday, feminists (I love Camille Paglia!) and - the Hite Report. Back before there were sex books all over the place, that was a revelation to me. Credible real-life evidence that -omg- women want sex too?? I'd certainly never gotten any inkling of this from my mother or sister... Or classmates. Despite intense interest in the subject, I've had my own inexplicable blindness.
[Not to mention deafness to a forum's tone; I can't seem to just post a response, I'm trying to tell my life stories. Sorry.]