When the Fuel Runs Out

I've been kicking around a theory, one of which I've ran past Roosh and some other philosophers and theoreticians.

Do men have a finite amount of fuel/energy?

Fuel and energy for what, you ask.

Fuel and energy for pursuing women.

It seems a stupid question on the face of it, but when you think it through a couple more layers you start to see it's importance and ramifications.  Most of "sexual market value theory" is based on the relative worth of an individual where young women in their 20 something prime command the highest premium while men age more slowly, but surely into their 40 something primes.  This is the biologically "separation of powers" that nature has programmed into the human species to ensure not only its survival, but that no one sex gains the upper hand over the other.  But the entirety of this "model" (completely true as it is) is one-sided in its focus.

It only focuses on demand for the respective sex.

It never considers supply.

And supply is the topic I'd like to address today.

I took an informal survey a while ago asking men what percentage of their free time they dedicated towards the pursuit of women.  And like I surmised, the results showed a high percentage during their late teens and early twenties, only to dwindle to near nothingness in by the time they reached their 50's.  Matter of fact most men in their 50's had more interest in reading books than going out and finding favor with the opposite sex. 

This not only supplements the theory that men have a more long term advantage over women, aging like scotch while women age like milk, but deals a double blow to the "supply demand" dynamics of aging courtship.  Not only do men get better with age, they lose an interest in pursuing women as well.

This isn't to say that men as they approach 50 don't notice a fine POA crossing their vantage point, but based on my observations they are less willing to spend the effort and resources in trying to procure a hottie. 

And who can blame them?

If we revert back to lizard-brain-neaderthal times, calories spent was the primary calculation that determined if you lived or died.  Do I spent 5,000 calories of energy pursuing a herd of deer to MAYBE beget 6,000 calories of meat?  Do I spend 10,000 calories tilling fields to grow a crop to MAYBE beget 12,000 calories of food?  Though our minds have recently been inoculated against such biological mathetmatical realities for the past 100 years due to advances in food production, that doesn't undo the 2 million years of human genetic evolution that has trained mens' brains intuitively to calculate every proposition as such.

Ergo, it is in man's natural instinct to constantly weigh the pro's and con's of effort expended on trying to mate versus the opportunity cost.  And with ample supply of food, not to mention an unlimited choice of substitute goods (video games, scotch, TV, sports, internet porn, etc.), most logically thinking males will choose the substitute goods and "rub one out" to quote Bill Burr, as that is the least expenditure of physical effort and calories and therefore provides them (according to their lizard brain) the highest chances of survival.

This then leads me to my theory that most men have a finite and limited amount of "fuel."  In my younger, more idealistic, years, I would have contended a man's life force was unlimited.  He was truly limitless.  All he needed was mere support from society and a man's potential was unlimited.  While I do on a theoretical basis yearn to believe as such, living in the real world and seeing just how "anti-progress" society is, I've come to accept that a man's potential is indeed limited by the idiocy, closemindedness, bigotry, and anti-success-envy that rules the rest of society.  It not only is draining, but is also provides great disincentive at every step of a (would be) genius' advancement.  Constantly hounded about inequality, superior performance, the concept of "excellence," and bedraggled into the mundacity of "affirmative action," a true genius or society performer has the life and inspiration kicked out of them.  Combine this with progressive tax rates and a general hatred for the successful, men's fuel or "desire" to perform at their peak is severely deterred. 

This acceleration, according to my theory, "burns up" the "tolerance fuel" young men have for society, included of which is women.  A young man circa 1947 would graduate from college, know how to weld, and likely have a serious job offer at the local car shop.  He would have little to no problem finding a suitable woman to court and she'd be happy to court him.  Today, however, with $50,000 in debt, no job prospects, and a part time job at Starbucks seriously burns through whatever "patience fuel" a young man has today.  Throw in the generally bitchy attitude of most American female college graduates and you don't have June Cleaver at home to soothe your ills and support you, but rather a demanding, commanding, fuel-burning battle axe blathering on about her worthless liberal arts degree.  Not only does the lack of economic and employment opportunity burn away at your fuel, but the parasitic deadweight of liberal arts majoring bloviating entitled-thinking American females just evaporates whatever remaining fuel reserves you have left.

Accelerate this scenario over the course of a 20 to 30 something man's life.  Poverty, constantly harangued with a never ending supply of self-entitled liberal female adult-children, and in the end, you will burn out.  You will lose your patience, and you will lose your desire to ever go to a club or a bar again.  And thus my theory.

Most men have only a limited amount of energy, patience, tolerance, and naivete.  But once that runs out, they will rarely, if ever, go out to the club scene and present the "supply curve" of attention women so desperately want.  Over time, as men age and get wise, they will eschew the night club scene, and even the online dating scene, as they realize, time and time again, their efforts are wasted.  And since their efforts are wasted and said efforts are a very real and mathematical percentage of their lives, costing them genuine opportunity costs, they will scale down. 

The results are obvious:

Less men at clubs
Less men at dance classes
Less men asking women out.
Less men in general

This isn't to say hot spots in NYC or Las Vegas aren't going to be teaming with DudeBroInc.  But it is to say that over time young men, after having the candle burned at both ends, will "burn out" running out of fuel and no longer have the energy or fuel to go out at night to find you.  They will be at home, watching Midnight Run, watching porn, grilling steaks or reading books.

Just remember that when you're 42 and still think you have the right to fire up your "Bitch Shield" because nobody is watching.