Why Singapore is difficult

Some great men dream of a better world for all. I just dream of better girls for me. They are wrong, and I am right.

My idea of a better world (for me, not for all) is a series of parallel exciting love relationships with beautiful young women... the kind of life that, according to their belief, awaits Moslem martyrs in paradise after they have been on a suicide bomber mission, only that I cannot be caught with promises. I want it in this life, I want it now.

Out of 1000 girls and women, I'd maybe consider one. The most beautiful one, not the brightest, not the richest, and also not the best homemaker or mother. And I want her only in her prime.

I know enough arithmetic to be able to calculate that such a concept of a better world will not work "for all". It's hard enough to make it work for me.

Therefore, I want a better world only for me. Deep inside, I perceive other men just as unwanted competition. May the world be miserable for them, so miserable that they just clear out.

For many years, my favorite sexual phantasy has been to be the only male among 50 or 100 survivors from a sunken ship, cast away on a Robinson island, thousands of kilometers away from human civilization, and never to be discovered.

Singapore, of course, while being an island, is not the one I want to carry on to describe.

In my society, where I am the only man among some 50 or 100 women (none ugly, none over 25 years of age, and none that would already have given birth), I would be king, and there would be no laws.

There is only one problem, however, that I haven't solved yet. What to do with male offspring. On the one hand, it is essential for the appeal of the described phantasy, that there is no male competition, never. On the other hand, I could impossibly murder my own male offspring.

To the best of my understanding, I'm a nihilist. There is essentially no truth in any religion, and no value in any moral. But that doesn't mean that I wouldn't be equipped with the full set of human emotions, and this includes sympathy for the weak. I wouldn't function as a murderer. I can't even cut the neck of a chicken.

As I said, I don't have an idea as to what to do with male offspring. But, in my phantasies, I have ideas plentiful about what to do with the 50 to 100 females around me.

For some aged female emancipation crusaders, I may be the archetypical male chauvinist.

But I'd just like to get to the bottom of my archetypical maleness. And I have decided to be as honest as I possibly can be, in the analysis of my maleness as well as in the practical hints for love affairs in Southeast Asia which are contained in the subscriber versions of the Love and sex in Asia.

Of course I know that my dream island will never be reality. However, there are other, more reality-based consideration on how to have at least a clear edge over the male competition.

One such consideration is that I against widespread wealth. I want humankind in need, and trust that I am smart enough to be among the few who are not in need.

Women in need are typically not all too inclined to consider men who are also in need. Such a situation eliminates a good part of the male competition, not physically but at least economically.

There is an intrinsic advantage in poor societies. Unfortunately, Singapore is the richest society in Southeast Asia.

Under certain circumstances, you will nevertheless be able to have a meaningful sexual relationship with a Singaporean girl.