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San Francisco and the Winter of Hate

Posted on | February 14, 2019 | Comments Off on San Francisco and the Winter of Hate


Some of us are old enough to remember — although I was not yet in third grade at the time — when San Francisco was famously the scene of the 1967 “Summer of Love.” All that hippie flower-child “Stop the War”/“Ban the Bomb”/“Tune In, Turn On, Drop Out” pacifist stuff was supposed to usher in an “Age of Aquarius” utopia, but in reality it led directly to an epidemic of sexual diseases, exploitation and violence. By 1969, the Manson cult had moved south to L.A. and was murdering “pigs,” while the so-called “peace movement” had spawned the radical terrorist group, the Weather Underground. Half a century later, San Francisco is the worst place in the world for anyone hoping to find love:

I spent about six years actively dating around the Bay Area. In that time I dated, for varying amounts of time, three self-described indie rockers, an amateur hockey player, an elementary school teacher with a drinking problem, a yoga teacher who didn’t drink alcohol (or consume processed sugars and carbohydrates of any kind), an English teacher living in his mom’s in-home daycare, and a skateboarding enthusiast who worked as a manager at a tech company.
These budding relationships ended for various reasons. At least three of the aforementioned men were still in love with their exes. One said he couldn’t handle the pressure of texting me “witty responses,” and thus could not go on seeing me. Most of the rest were “not looking for something serious.”
I attributed these failures not to the region in which I was dating, but to the fraught Millennial dating landscape as a whole. Perhaps I was wrong in thinking this, according to a popular San Francisco Reddit thread, posted just in time for Valentine’s Day.

(Hat-tip: Stephen Green at Instapundit.) The woman who authored that analysis of the loveless state of affairs in San Francisco, journalist Michelle Robertson, eventually found love when she went to a film festival in Kansas City, where she met a man from Arkansas. The point is that men who belong to the college-educated urban elite — the kind of men who vote Democrat and live in places like San Francisco — are selfish, arrogant, immoral and therefore unlovable.

UPDATE: Welcome, Instapundit readers!



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