A faithful reader just forwarded me this. First, it's a little funny that somehow this has turned into a dating blog. Or at least, every time I mention dating people send in mail. Or maybe my intern just keeps all the checks and gushing fan letters people send in and only passes along the craigslist forwards. It's even funnier considering the conversation we had last night during the Collective about how no one on DCist could write a sex column cause it'd be full posts of, "So last night I tried this new frozen dinner from Trader Joes (yum-o!), watched Top Chef because Sam is so dreamy, and went to bed early."
Second, re the craigslist posting, I also think it's a little funny that dating would be your only analyzation point of whether or not a city is a good place to live. Sure, it's up there in the list of annoyances about living somewhere, but I'm not sure I'd factor it into my decision whether or not to pack up and move there.
Thirdly, the person who wrote this was clearly a dude, so I don't exactly empathize with his point-of-view ("guys: all the chicks are ugly; chicks: all your friends will be ugly"), but, okay. He's definitely on point with some of it ("The men here are a bunch of vanilla pansies that are scared to approach a woman in a bar"). Ah D.C., The City of Vanilla Pansies. I'm curious to know if most guys really think that all or most of the girls in this town are ugly and out of shape. Taking a quick look down the street and at the mental picture of my friends here, I don't really see that. Anyway, I wonder what event made him break down and post a rant about it. Did he finally snap from the crushing inevitability that he's gonna go to every Rumors happy hour for the rest of his life and never find his One True Love? I guess that'll do it.