Women with Low Impulse Control are considered the most satisfying in bed. They’re crazy into the moment, and highly amorous while the mood lasts. A serious banging of the boots calms them down and leaves them sane for a couple hours to a couple of days afterwards. When they start to get crazy again, bang away on them hard. Sex is frequent and like milking poison from a snake.
Women with High Impulse Control are the best outside of the bedroom. They don’t eat a whole pie by themselves night after night and get fat. They do regular body maintenance, have exercise routines and stick to them, and would rather go hungry than gain extra pounds.
The problems of the Low Impulse Control woman are well known: She can be morbidly obese, or freakishly thin from any of several addictions. He brain is a puddle of rash impulses that lurch her from one action to another. She needs constant stimulation and will initiate self-destructive behavior out of boredom. She typically doesn't even realize her own behavior patterns, and while an observant man may understand "bitchy = needs sex now", she will then continue this pattern and use bitchyness and fights as foreplay instead of lower drama, more direct behavior. The less self-observant ones have greatly overinflated values of their self-worth. The more self-observant ones have a constant flow of self-loathing.
The problems of the High Impulse Control woman are little discussed and seldom recognized since it is the same high impulse control people who run our media. They modulate and mask emotion, rarely displaying or even feeling anything for days, sometimes weeks at a time. Even in the bedroom, they continue to downplay, mask and reduce the level of their emotions to nothing. They have no spark, no desire. They are the damp dishrag, the emotionless drone in the office, even when freed of her cubical.
But their problem is also larger: given a choice between short-term gratification and deferred later gratification, they quickly get in a habit of always choosing to defer –even when the better choice is in to live in the moment. Should she get an eyebrow waxing and improve her looks, or save the $40 to get 0.25% return in interest over the next year? Should she spend a day of sick leave to go to the shopping district trying on clothes to find outfits that in colors that complement her looks and fit well, or just shop on-line and put up with random fit, lumpy looks, and slightly-off colors?
For a one night stand (“ONS”), the Low Impulse Control is the considered the best.
For the long term relationship (“LTR”), the theory is the High Impulse Control is the best …if you break her to the bedroom and train her to be Low Impulse Control selectively and only to you.
Or so the fantasy goes in romance novels. You can loosen them up some, but never as much as a true Low Impulse Control woman. Many can never be broken, largely because of their simplistic beliefs of what successful LTRs are. (Hint: Sex is quiet, boring, and minimal) They start strong, taper off sex to what they believe a "proper" LTR should have, and then the relationship falls apart. This is one factor in why serial monogamy is so prevalent in American society.
Some propose the better choice is some golden mean between the two extremes. Others maintain that because of the polar opposites there is no one magic woman that covers everything a man needs.
Which maybe is why Victorian men had wives to run their household of servants (where the wife’s days were being middle-management drone to a large staff, typically 4-7 in town and 12-16 in the country, but for grand houses closer to 120) while having real, satisfying sex with simpleton whores and scullery maids on the side.
Women with High Impulse Control are the best outside of the bedroom. They don’t eat a whole pie by themselves night after night and get fat. They do regular body maintenance, have exercise routines and stick to them, and would rather go hungry than gain extra pounds.
The problems of the Low Impulse Control woman are well known: She can be morbidly obese, or freakishly thin from any of several addictions. He brain is a puddle of rash impulses that lurch her from one action to another. She needs constant stimulation and will initiate self-destructive behavior out of boredom. She typically doesn't even realize her own behavior patterns, and while an observant man may understand "bitchy = needs sex now", she will then continue this pattern and use bitchyness and fights as foreplay instead of lower drama, more direct behavior. The less self-observant ones have greatly overinflated values of their self-worth. The more self-observant ones have a constant flow of self-loathing.
The problems of the High Impulse Control woman are little discussed and seldom recognized since it is the same high impulse control people who run our media. They modulate and mask emotion, rarely displaying or even feeling anything for days, sometimes weeks at a time. Even in the bedroom, they continue to downplay, mask and reduce the level of their emotions to nothing. They have no spark, no desire. They are the damp dishrag, the emotionless drone in the office, even when freed of her cubical.
But their problem is also larger: given a choice between short-term gratification and deferred later gratification, they quickly get in a habit of always choosing to defer –even when the better choice is in to live in the moment. Should she get an eyebrow waxing and improve her looks, or save the $40 to get 0.25% return in interest over the next year? Should she spend a day of sick leave to go to the shopping district trying on clothes to find outfits that in colors that complement her looks and fit well, or just shop on-line and put up with random fit, lumpy looks, and slightly-off colors?
For a one night stand (“ONS”), the Low Impulse Control is the considered the best.
For the long term relationship (“LTR”), the theory is the High Impulse Control is the best …if you break her to the bedroom and train her to be Low Impulse Control selectively and only to you.
Or so the fantasy goes in romance novels. You can loosen them up some, but never as much as a true Low Impulse Control woman. Many can never be broken, largely because of their simplistic beliefs of what successful LTRs are. (Hint: Sex is quiet, boring, and minimal) They start strong, taper off sex to what they believe a "proper" LTR should have, and then the relationship falls apart. This is one factor in why serial monogamy is so prevalent in American society.
Some propose the better choice is some golden mean between the two extremes. Others maintain that because of the polar opposites there is no one magic woman that covers everything a man needs.
Which maybe is why Victorian men had wives to run their household of servants (where the wife’s days were being middle-management drone to a large staff, typically 4-7 in town and 12-16 in the country, but for grand houses closer to 120) while having real, satisfying sex with simpleton whores and scullery maids on the side.
"Alpha children wear grey. They work much harder than we do, because they're so frightfully clever. I'm awfully glad I'm a Beta, because I don't work so hard. And then we are much better than the Gammas and Deltas. Gammas are stupid. They all wear green, and Delta children wear khaki. Oh no, I don't want to play with Delta children. And Epsilons are still worse. They're too stupid to be able to read or write. Besides they wear black, which is such a beastly color. I'm so glad I'm a Beta."
--Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
