Do you know what should bother feminists (and everyone else too)? The Web site Roissy in DC, written by a member of the "pickup artist community" that I upset in my prior posts on "the neg." Its author is begging to be the subject of an undercover investigative piece written by the talented Angela Valdez. (I'd enjoy an Amanda Marcotte post too).
A basic version of Roissy's worldview can be gleaned from a quiz he has devised. "If you are a woman, this test will measure your dating market value," he writes. "The higher the number, the better quality man you can catch. The lower the number, the more likely you will find yourself surrounded by cats." Click through to the quiz and it'll soon be evident why the author blogs anonymously. As a sometime DC resident, I would be fascinated to know which bars he frequents. I'll bet they've got bottle service, which is basically an ingenious douche-bag tax designed by some unknown genius club owner years ago. My favorite anecdote involving bottle service comes from the This American Life episode "The Giant Pool of Money." It concerns a young group of mortgage middlemen who feel special when they pay $1,000 a bottle for Crystal that is delivered to their tables as waitresses hold aloft sparklers. B list celebrities look on. (To be fair, Roissy would never himself pay for bottle service, as his quiz for gentlemen makes clear.)]]>