Last year when I found Meredith as part of our internet dating documentary, she said something that really stuck with me. She was talking about the insurgence of internet dating and whether the whole, "and our eyes met across a crowded room," thing is a dying art or not.
She said that it was a dying art and that in ten years time most people will probably be meeting online. When I thought about that a little earlier today it kind of depressed me.
I mean, where will the art of conversation go?
It kind of got me thinking about how all online dating is really based on is how good your photos are, and how good your profile is. It's kind of like picking someone just because you know you'll have good looking kids with them - oh they like this movie, and this band so they're going to be my perfect match.
What about chemistry?
What about those little sparks of electricity that you get when you brush hands?
What about that awesome feeling when they say, "oh, and I love to bake," and you've always wanted to open a bakery?
My parents met when they were in primary school. They got to know each other when they were teenagers. My Dad taught my Mum how to drive when she was 16. They travelled together and only got married because my Mum was pregnant with me (my Dad's family is super Catholic). They've now been married for 21 years and they're still happy.
I mean, sure. There'll still be schools and parties in 10 years time, but who wants to go through all those drunken fucks and pity breakfasts and the slow getting to know each other's minds, when you've already gotten to know each other's bodies? That's a poorly phrased sentence, I know, but I hope you get my point. Are we just getting lazier, or can we not put up with all the bullshit that one drunken night causes anymore?
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