Jocular Look @ Today’s News || Women prefer scrawny weaklings thin men are hot and square jaws are not

For women seeking sperm, thin men are hot and square

jaws are not


According to new research, women are less interested in the features that denote high testosterone levels and are falling for slim-hipped dudes less likely to drop dead before the kids are out of college. The choices of ovulating women asked to rate men of various sizes and face shapes suggested weight was a far greater factor in their preferences than masculine features. The women favored thinness “because of its strong association with health and immunity,” said research scientist Vinet Coetzee, of South Africa’s University of Pretoria. [Source]

Or as another article put it

Women prefer scrawny weaklings, new research shows


Nice guys finish last, as the old saying goes, but it’s the scrawny guys who get the girl. A new study conducted at the University of Tennessee suggests that women aren’t enamored by incredible hulks with killer biceps after all, and haven’t been for some time. Rather, it’s traits such as loyalty and generosity that capture their hearts. The research postulates that Alpha males once ruled the roost, but over time, Beta males got hip and adjusted, and began to focus their energies on a single woman. While Mr. Alpha continued to play the field, women began to prefer the more committed and protective Beta man.

MrMary Weighs In


Man all that working out for nothing, and the McRib isnt even back, my life and this  t-shirt is a lie! 😦 Seriously though when I started working out it wasn’t to pick up chicks.

My friends and I have noticed though that really effeminate guys are all the rage nowadays. Like I saw a couple on the F train they could wear the same jeans and they both had manicures, the guy had his eyebrows done. I’m not against grooming and personal hygiene and all that fun stuff. I feel do whatever makes you happy.

What I am reflecting on is the fact that the definitions of masculinity and femininity have changed much since i was a kid. When I was younger you were either a boy or a girl. Your bits and pieces determined your gender. I remember back in the day at least where I came from at least the biggest insult was to call another dude gay or say he was feminine. Father’s everywhere would tell their son’s be ma man don’t cry or I’ll make you wear a dress.  You weren’t expected to  be macho but you had to look like no one could bitch you around. You had to be able to protect your girl/sister/ brother/friend in case of a fight.

Things Change

I don’t see it really. I thin both studies need to define what’s thin and what  considered overly muscular. For Example I can see why ladies would thing that this is scary:

At close to 300lbs ripped, I’m betting very few women have asked him for it harder

But professional body-builders (not the natural ones) are on the juice so that explains the excess testosterone.  The titles of these articles are a bit over the top too I mights add I have seen the same story reported as women prefer skinny men over macho men.

So ultimately ladies can you shed some light on this ? I’d love to have your opinion ? Is this why a lot of women my in their late forties and early 50’s hit on me a lot – because they don’t like skinny dudes ?

MrMary out


Best Effing Line I read today from a Blogger & Inappropriate song to go with it

Recently I was lucky to come across a cool new blog that is in fact all kinds of cool. You can quote me on that. Here is a brief introduction to the GreenEyedWreck

The “raison d’être” of her blog is to document what’s happening. How do I know, well I visited  her blog in particular her About Page. I’m thorough like that. Actually go visit her blog and tell her that I [MrMary or Citizen Blackness as she knows me ;-)] sent you


Best Effing Line I Read today

Whenever I see her author Pic and blog title I am brought back to some poignant images of Ireland as I flew over it on route to London once. I was really overcome by the shockingly vibrant green even visible from a mile up and this Irish chick from Derry, Ireland (also known as Maiden City) I met once who I suspect had a taste for boudin noir as the french call it. [Did you see what I did there. I gave you the image first and left you in anticipation and right when you thought things were gonna work, You got it and you liked it 🙂 ]

Actually I feel like some words from Yeats are appropriate:

‘I am of Ireland,
And the Holy Land of Ireland,
And time runs on,’ cried she.
‘Come out of charity,
Come dance with me in Ireland.’

One man, one man alone
In that outlandish gear,
One solitary man
Of all that rambled there
Had turned his stately head.
That is a long way off,
And time runs on,’ he said,
‘And the night grows rough.’

Today she left a comment that had me laugh quite raucously which is good because I need more laughs in my day but bad because I was drinking water at the time. Here is the comment:

My candy shop may be closed but it doesn’t mean I can’t window shop…

In homage to my Green-Eyed Homey here is it 50 Cent’s candy Shop