There's a remarkable theory about being stranded on a desert island.
I can't remember who stated it, I heard it many years ago.
Initially, it sounds laughable and preposterous.
I remember thinking how absurd it was when i first thought about it, but over the years I've come to accept that it's most probably true.
It states that if any man and woman on earth were stranded on a desert island with each other, the last two people on earth, they'd fall in love.
It doesn't matter who they are. It's the nature of our species.
I knew that I could immediately come up with too many exceptions to mention, even on a polygraph.
I had visuals of being stranded with a few particular individuals that made me almost physically ill.
I guess it all gets down to expectations and choice.
It's easy to see that the superficially top percentage of men and women like to hook up with someone in their own equivalent percentile group, though there sometimes seems to be exceptions to this rule at first glance.
I've even read a somewhat disparaging thread on POF about how ugly people tend to fall in love with ugly people. Are they really attracted to ugly people, or is that all they can afford to hope for, and accept their limitations?
The choice we have now, living an urban lifestyle and having access to the net, gives the illusion of almost a limitless flow of potential partners. So much so that in many cases people's expectations are so high they "price" themselves out of the market.
I think this could be a factor in the rising trend of people living single and alone. It's never been higher.
Of course, there's other factors, too many to mention.
Choice can be like freedom, a two edged sword, and expectations too.
If your face was destroyed by some mishap, if you were disabled, if your body was disfigured by disease or accident,,, do you really think your inner expectations of a partner ( the ones you think are set in bronze now) would stay the same.
Do you think you'd never be able to fall deeply in love with someone you'd previously been repelled from.
It's too easy to lose the plot in today's world of constant brainwashing.
Not that there's any conspiracy theory, it's just media has so much more access to us and the wizardry of advertising and journalism so much more advanced than it was for previous generations. We're all trying to live a fictitious dream to some extent without even realising it.
Sometimes, I think it'd be nice to be stranded on a desert island with anyone, with no judgement calls from anyone because sometimes the expectations we have aren't our own but the expectations of our families and peer group.
But, just in case the theory's bunk,,,,,,,,,I'll have Jennifer Hawkins please
