/pol/ - International /Pol/itics & /Bant/er

Nobody can adequately explain how romance works, what it truly is and how to really experience it. We all think we know what it is but we can't explain in words. Some disgusting cunt probably says it's just a chemical reaction or some evolutionary response wired in the brain to make us mate. This person is, as I said, a disgusting fucking cunt who should be beaten until his face is gone and the pavement is painted with red, gooey paste.

I've realised that the reason why some people can't explain love/romance is because most of the population are incapable of experiencing it and thus can never define it, since you can't explain something you've never experienced, or at least you can't be trusted to. And when I say 'most of the population' I mean the entire female sex and men who think romance is experienced with the female sex. Men are the only sex with a true thirst for love, it's wired in their brains to experience and live out. Men crave romance like a drug, except it's healthy for you and your parents won't hate you for loving it. Men crave it so much that when we are deprived of it throughout our lives we turn manic, we want to go out and shoot dead the nearest living human as a coping mechanism for being robbed of a true romance with another living human being.

However, the biggest mistake that us men have made in our quest for romance is our choice of companion: Women.

Men love women, we love their bodies, their skin, their eyes, their figure. Back in the day we went to war and the only thing that kept us sane was the memory of the fairer sex.

But women don't love men.

Men hold unbridled, unconditioned love for the opposite sex, we can love them but they can't do the same for us. And sure, maybe there is one example of a woman unconditionally loving a man but they are rarer than hen's teeth. They 'love' us out of necessity, they can use us, not love us. They're always stipulations with men and women, things you have to adhere to before you even get a chance to act out true romance with her. What you like is the opposite of what she likes. There is no connection, no man and woman can ever be the mirror image of each other in terms of personality and nature.

This is where the true answer to the question 'What is romance?' lies.

The only true love than can be experienced is between a man and another man.
A gay relationship is pure love.
There are no conditions, no roadblocks, no difficulties.
There is only comradery, ecstasy, bonding, love. Everything you like, he likes. There is no intolerance, no awkwardness, no jumping through hoops. Only romance.

This is true love and it begs the question: Does a lesbian relationship function the same way?
No, women are incapable of romance and acting it out with another women is akin trying to cure lung cancer with nicotine or putting out a fire with gasoline. Women rely on men, and relying on a women is useless, so lesbians go nowhere.

Homosexuality is the Shangri-La of romance/love. It is the purest and only form of it. Women also know this, which is why they consume gay Japanese romance novels and live vicariously through this medium because deep down they know they will never experience it, never know the beauty of it and they also kinda feel guilty for having robbed so many men of this wonderful, blissful experience she so envies.

Men can love women, but women can't love men. She needs something from the man before she can 'love' him. The heterosexual relationship is built on mutual agreement, not love. But a homosexual relationship between two men? That is actually based on love and nothing else, a friendship which turned into something more, true connection, brought together like magnets, no strings attached.

So, suffice it to say, men are the only ones who can experience true romance/love, and it is only with other men can he do so.