Phicklephilly – Special Report – The New Fuckboys

This blog post  is dedicated to my friend Amelia.
One of the best people I know in the world.

fuck·boy

Dictionary result for fuckboy

/ˈfəkˌboi/

noun

VULGAR SLANGDEROGATORY
plural noun: fuckboys
  1. a weak or contemptible man.
    • a man who has many casual sexual partners.

     

I googled this horrible title for young men today and this is what the internet yielded.

 

But there is a new mutated version of these horrible little rodents.

 

My lovely neighbor, Trish, and my co-worker Jane, and my beloved former co-worker Amelia have all recently fallen victim to this new virus of boys.

Back in the day, when I was in my teens and twenties, we used to actually have to go out and be social with other people to meet women. There was competition and several other factors going on. You had to develop certain skills. Some guys never got it, but some of us, and hopefully most of us tried to develop a little charming game to woo a girl. It’s called courtship. You meet a girl you like and you get to know her. You exchange phone numbers and if you’re lucky, and you call her.

Hopefully her dad doesn’t answer the phone when you call because that’s a wall with a poisonous moat around it.

But if you could get the guts, and the luck to get through, maybe you could take her on a date. This wasn’t the fifties. This was the seventies and the eighties.

You needed to build your character and charm and personality to try to meet a girl in the real world in real-time.

It was nerve-wracking but the rewards could be an enormous bounty of love, romance, fun and maybe even sex. (Holy shit!)

 

Let’s jump to today. 2019. The world of dating has completely changed.

But people haven’t changed all that much.

That’s the catch in this new technological world.

If a guy is reasonably good-looking and has a decent profile he merely has to swipe right on hundreds of eligible women on Tinder, Bumble, OkCupid, Plenty of Fish, and the list goes on.

This fucker doesn’t even have to leave his couch to connect with women.

And same goes for girls!

 

But here’s the catch. They never develop the social skills and the thrust and parry of the actual dating experience. (I write a dating and relationship blog, I’ve been in 3 bands and have over a half a century experience. So listen to me people. I’ve seen it and one it all. i go to my sister Janice’s Christmas party every year an i look around the room an know I’ve had sex with more people than everyone else in the room…COMBINED.)

 

I have begun to see these young guys. Nice enough. Good looking. Probably decent families. Careers.

Seems like a nice catch.

Everyone is swiping like mad now. No one is going out into the world to meet real people anymore. No one wants to talk to a person to even order food anymore. This younger generation doesn’t mind paying more.

They just want what they want now.

I come from a generation that is far more patient.

Because when I was young you had to wait for EVERYTHING.

You wrote letters. You sent away for thing and they arrived 6 to 8 weeks later. There are more examples but I can’t think of them right now because I’m on  bit of a rant.

This generation has their faces in their phones and lack any spatial awareness and want everything, easy and NOW.

Technology has made them and provided a platform for all of that.

But we gave them that. We made them.

 

Three years ago when I stared this blog I had all of the dating apps. I have deleted them all. It’s all full of losers and leftovers for someone my age.

It’s pathetic to read all of the clever nonsense people my age write on their profiles. “Love the beach, camping, mom of two great grown kids, love travel, friends, brunch, camping, adventure, ready for the next chapter of my life.

Fuck you.

I know what living is, and it’s not that shit. 

Those sites are just littered with the sad detritus of people from broken marriages that have been cast asunder by their life partners and soul mates. Divorce. Child support. Alimony. The list goes on.

It’s sad.

I want nothing to do with that collective of losers.

These people are just trying to replicate what they think is love. You’re not 28 anymore darling. It’s over. You can desire all the fun camping and travel you want, but in reality you’re simply lost and running from your past and hoping to recreate what your parents taught you what was love, happiness and marriage.

All bullshit.

Am I bitter about my own losses? Fuck no. I forgave everyone ten years ago. Why should I drink the poison hoping all of those fuckers die? I can’t be bothered with that weight.

I know I’ve been hot on this subject but Phicklephilly is a dating and relationship blog and I need to get back to what it really is. The reality of life. Not a bunch of links to some one elses dating column so I can get traffic. That shit ends here.

Once the dating and relationship shit runs its course I’m not doing it anymore on Phicklephilly!

 

Now that the storm in my mind has passed I need to tak about this new breed of fuckboys.

Guys… come on. Have you learned nothing from us?

Or have you just gotten better at being pieces of shit to women?

I hate you all.

 

I wasn’t the best representative of a man when I was a teenager but we need to do better.

 

I’m so pissed off I can’t even write this garbage about these pieces of shit

 

Here is the new trend:

 

https://www.foxnews.com/lifestyle/mosting-is-the-latest-maddening-dating-trend

 

https://www.huffpost.com/entry/this-new-dating-trend-is-even-worse-than-ghosting_n_5aabfcf6e4b05b2217fe8495

 

This happened to 3 young girls I know.

 

This is the new dating trend.

  1. Go on Tinder or Bumble and swipe on a bunch of girls.
  2. Connect and engage with them
  3. go on an affordable date with them
  4. spend hours talking to them and build an honest heartfelt connection
  5. Girl thinks she has finally met the ONE
  6. Be that good at it. (You are simply practicing and learning about yourself and using these innocent should to figure out who you eventually want, but she doesn’t know that. You have absolutely no interest in building a relationship with her, She is literally a crash test dummy to you.)
  7. go on may one more date with her… maybe
  8. Fuck her
  9. Time passes…
  10. fade away…. (You’ve gathered your intel from another victim on your journey of self discovery
  11. Afer some sudden absence, text her and tell her you need to figure some things out, you can’t do anything right now, work is crazy. Basically lie to her now that you’ve gathered the two days of experience and penetrated her.
  12. GONE

 

This is some despicable behavior. Like I said. This has happened in the last month to not one but three girls I know. So this is not an anomaly

This is a trend among young men.

Why.

Because they can.

 

Think about it. No one needs charm or a sense of humor or talent anymore. If you look decent and don’t seem threatening, you put up a profile on tinder and off you go

You don’t build a personality and confidence and approach a woman in public and get to know her. Your little greasy thumb swipes right and you get to meet a pretty girl.

 

But you’re blowing it and so are they. You meet, you engage so quickly (Just the way this generation like everything. Quick and easy) and within two or three dates you’re having sex.

But at what cost?

Fuck technology and immediate gratification! Your Heart is at stake here!

 

The technology is new and fast and easy, but hearts are slow and beautiful and they continue to break just like they have for hundreds of years from bad behavior and shitty people.

 

So in closing, I’ve been inspired at 2:05 in the morning because some douchebag hurt my friend Amelia with his awful behavior.

As bad as I’ve ever been in my legacy I never did that to a girl. I don’t know where this generation is going, but I will advise the women in my life to protect their hearts and take the time to protect their bodies, minds and their virtue from these charming pirates disguised as future husbands.

 

Text me for advice before you leap ladies, please! I have three sisters and a daughter. I’m here to help!

 

 

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In 1962, legendary surf rock guitarist Dick Dale released his biggest hit, “Misirlou.” You probably know it as the song Tarantino used in the opening titles of Pulp Fiction.

At nearly 80 years old, Dale is still touring, still playing “Misirlou” as quickly as ever. He says if he stops touring, he’ll die. And that’s not the hyperbolic refusal of a star to let old age keep him from rocking. You see, Dale is suffering from a variety of ailments, and they’re all battling to be the one that kills him first. He needs the money earned from touring to help pay his medical bills. These are the health problems he’s had to deal with:

Renal failure Rectal cancer Diabetes Rectal cancer, again Blinding pain caused by severe spinal damage Having part of his stomach and intestines removed because of the rectal cancer.

Hearing of his financial plight, you’d think he’s scrambling for some late-in-life cash to make up for the time he bought Bengal tigers for everyone in his entourage. Not so. Dale wears a colostomy bag beneath his clothes. His doctors recommend that he clean and redress his entry hole once a week, to which Dale calls bullshit. Following their directions made him unnecessarily suffer from the kind of infections that tend to occur when you poop from a hole in your stomach. So he’d rather re-patch twice a day and stay infection-free, but his insurance refuses to cover those costs. The only surefire way to get the out-of-pocket $3,000 a month he needs to cover the cost of the additional medical supplies is to tour.

But touring has turned out to be a double-edged sword, kind of like the metaphorical one Dale uses to describe the pain in his spine every time he stands up. It pays the bills, sure, but he’s in agony the whole time he’s on stage. And there’s always the chance that his medical equipment will fail him during a show. For example, just before taking the stage at a show in Las Vegas, his colostomy bag tore and liquid shit ran down his legs. His wife quickly washed all his clothes in a backstage sink. He put the clothes back on and proceeded to give the 90-minute performance fans had paid to see. Though you can’t really put a price on getting to watch a sopping wet old man who smells vaguely like diarrhea play that song The Black Eyed Peas sampled for “Pump It.”

Facing his own mortality every day for decades has given Dick Dale time to think about the perfect way to go: “On stage in an explosion of body parts.” There is no more appropriate death for a guy who’s barely being held together than to explode like a crash-test dummy toy while playing a guitar really fast.

 

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There was a time when nearly every goal, touchdown, or run scored by a professional sports team playing at home was followed immediately by Gary Glitter’s lyrically idiotic mega hit “Rock And Roll (Parts 1 And 2).”

With three words and a good guitar riff, Gary Glitter rocketed to stardom and made a ton of money, which he wisely invested in hairspray and shiny metal studs. His career looked good on the surface, but all that Gary Glittered was not Gary Gold.

He was arrested in 1997 after he took his laptop to be repaired and — D’OH! — he forgot to delete his vast collection of child porn. The offense got him a measly four-month prison sentence. But what must have really stung was when The Spice Girls cut his cameo from their movie Spice Word.

The child porn was bad enough, but the public opinion of his fellow Britons became unbearable after he was accused of having had sex with a teenage girl. So he hopped on his yacht and set sail on a globetrotting trip of pedophilia. He spent time in Cambodia, at least until they expelled him from the country, calling him “a threat to the security … and to the national image of Cambodia.” For perspective, for a while Cambodia was mostly known for their roving gangs of death squads.

He fled to Vietnam, where he had sex with two underage girls and was arrested as he was trying to flee for Thailand. The case was eventually dropped due to a lack of evidence.

A year after that, he was tried on charges of having sex with another two underage Vietnamese girls. He was found guilty within 24 hours and was sentenced to three years in prison and would be deported from the country upon release.

Glitter ‘had sex with girl, 12’

Gary Glitter

An arrest warrant was issued for Gary Glitter last week

Ex-glam rock star Gary Glitter has been accused of having sex with two girls, one aged 12, police in Vietnam said.Police said the girls, 12 and 18, said in police interviews they had sex with Glitter, 61, at his Vung Tau home.

There are conflicting reports as to whether the second girl had turned 18 – the legal age of consent in Vietnam.

Glitter, whose real name is Paul Francis Gadd, has not been charged and remains in custody. If convicted he could be jailed for up to 12 years.

A Foreign Office spokeswoman said: “We are aware of the arrest of a British national and consular support is being provided.”

Under Vietnamese law, sexual contact with a minor carries varying degrees of penalty, depending on the charge.

‘Lewd acts’

The 1970s rocker was held on suspicion of “lewd acts” with children after an arrest warrant was issued last week.

He was stopped at Ho Chi Minh City airport on Saturday by an official who recognised him from media coverage.

“Obscene acts with a child” can lead to 12 years imprisonment while child rape carries the maximum penalty of death before a firing squad.

A police officer in Vung Tua said: “Having sex with a 12-year-old girl, regardless of whether he had her consent, is still considered child rape under Vietnamese law.”

Police would not confirm whether either of the girls claimed they were paid for sex.

British consular officials visited Glitter in Vung Tau, the coastal town where he has lived for six months, following his arrest.

A Vietnamese foreign ministry spokesman said after Glitter’s arrest that authorities had interviewed a 15-year-old girl they had found at his home.

British officials earlier confirmed that Glitter would have access to a lawyer.

They described the Vietnamese authorities as very co-operative.

Vung Tua police said on Monday they were continuing to investigate the case and are to question the singer further.

Glitter was found guilty in the UK in 1999 of possessing child pornography and served two months in jail. 

Then a 2012 documentary alleged that Glitter had sex with a 14-year-old girl in the dressing room of an English TV presenter, who also had a long, secret history of pedophilia. He was subsequently tried (again!) and sentenced to 16 years in prison.

 

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