Quote: (06-02-2012 08:10 PM)basilransom Wrote:
I have to say, GDS won this round of trolling. I don't think it was ever hard to get girls at Harvard, with Radcliffe and the city right there. And the last bit about doing a favor for a dead girl is too funny. Bravo old sport.
basilransom: I'm glad you enjoyed my first post, but I have to say that I'm not sure that it counts as trolling, since everything in it is true and was meant as a sincere answer to
Tuthmosis's original question. I wrote the post because I was annoyed by all the beating around the bush (so to speak) that his original question had inspired in its first few hours of existence, and I thought it was high time that someone gave an honest answer to it and started the avalanche of dick-sucking stories that I was sure would follow. Obviously that avalanche didn't happen. And by the way, it's not that I was expecting to enjoy the stories in a sexual way--I'm not gay!!--I was just prepared to be amused by the spectacle of pickup artist after pickup artist admitting to his secret cocksucking past.
I'll confess to something else here: I'm 53, although I'm freakishly young-looking and can generally pass for someone in his thirties (other people's reactions, not mine); so the only two incidents of dick-sucking in my life took place in 1970 and 1979 respectively. Isn't there some sort of special forgiveness extended for things that happened in the seventies?
Regarding the difficulty of getting tolerable girls at Harvard: I swear it was real. Note that in my mentioning of the approximately two-to-one sex ratio that existed in the undergraduate college when I was there, so-called "Radcliffe women"
are the one-third of the student body that I was talking about, not something separate. Radcliffe, which began as a female "Annex" to Harvard in 1879, was integrated into Harvard in an absurdly protracted process that lasted from 1963 until 1999; when I was there in the late seventies and early eighties, Radcliffe had already become in many ways an imaginary institution. You're right that there are lots of college girls in greater Boston, but I was talking specifically about the challenge of finding a girlfriend
at Harvard (or "at Radcliffe", if you like). By the time I was a junior (which was when the second dick-sucking incident occurred), I had partly given up on Harvard/Radcliffe girls and had started to date girls from Wellesley College, Boston College, and even a local high school; but I still had the idea in my head that a Harvard/Radcliffe girl was what I
really wanted and needed, which was a main reason I was so uneasy about having just broken up with one shortly before the incident.
The circa-2003 Harvard social scene depicted in the movie
The Social Network is quite a bit different from what I experienced when I was there, by the way. First of all, the depiction is a somewhat exaggerated one; but more important, in 2003 the undergraduate sex ratio was roughly normal, and also Harvard guys, particularly "final club" types like the Winklevoss brothers, enjoyed a level of respect in the greater-Boston college world that they simply didn't enjoy in the often anti-intellectual, anti-elitist, and anti-achievement seventies.
One final thing: I've been dating a Harvard alumna in her thirties lately. I haven't banged her yet, but I'll let you all know how it turns out.