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	<title>Comments on: One in a Million: “Beauties.Ru / Jealousy.net / Surfeit.com”</title>
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	<description>East + West, dating + marriage, expert counseling online + personal secrets</description>
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		<title>By: wonderlander</title>
		<link>http://russianwomenspeak.wordpress.com/2006/10/06/million-russian-brides-and-men-online-jealousy-surfeit/#comment-514</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 16:48:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What is going on in dating online, instant messenging, or big city life, or with popular women, or with desirable men, is the same what’s rotten about being a celebrity or meeting one:

Everyone is implanted the feeling of long knowing you inside out. But it contradicts the natural perception of a stranger (for both parties). Some contacts try to familiarize regardless, as if they’ve been your first friend. Others feel too deeply conscious (subconscious!) of disturbing you. Even prefer to stay away.

When your occupation is Being You (script characters altogether), it’s so tiresome to present yourself once again. Each time you need to express an idea that you’ve already voiced, you feel yourself a person of few thoughts. Not pleasant, is it?

Furthermore, it’s harder for people to get through to you, ‘cause you’ve already heard all that they are going to say. Even the wittiest insights (the sooner they become corny). And it makes another individual like “all that crowd”.

And you constantly have to be fanning off and scrubbing against multiple myths, wondering if this time you are accepted as you are (with such a lack of actual acquaintance), or perceived through a generalization, or treated under some self-established rule, or taken for a trophy.

Result: the two have nothing to talk about. “How are you”. “Thanks, fine, how are you.” End of the beginning. We’re in the emulation of intimacy, as deeply as at its final stage: both acquaintances are actually ignorant about each other’s inner world, and have no intension to explore.

We could lead in with something totally unexpected, but why in the blue? Is Bin Laden’s capture really relevant to you or me? Oh yes, we’re all concerned. But then it’s a gossip, as indecent as if you’ve asked me about my sexual preferences. I could even tell. But then it’s your turn to feel confused if I do, however petty that news might sound.

Ages ago when every tale has been already told, the truth discovered, in the ancient times we owe all world’s wisdom to, - during a lifetime one could meet as many people as we come across in a day. No wonder it was noticeable that everyone is a Universe worth appreciation.

Now we soothe ourselves with the idea that competition of choices lets us scoop and single out Only Someone Really Outstanding. Or, more correctly, Someone Really Kin to Ourselves. Or, still more correctly, Someone Who Can Teach Us Something New (and is prepared to learn from us). And the higher to the top, the lonelier.

Yes, admitting that each of us is climbing a certain summit in life - all different…

You go to mix with “the folks” where no one recognizes you, and suddenly find yourself able of such pure joy embracing some person that you’ve never before considered “your species”. Hey, it’s as simple as biological attraction and God’s ethics. That’s it - Unconditional Love! Everyone can be happy here and now, everyone deserves it.

You realize that you can forgive them anything, and even let them go. Because this person has never been your blood and bone. Communicating at different wavelengths, or in different operation systems, or (God forgive) across an evolution gap, is so baffling.

And you go on waiting for that Someone Special with whom you’re caught up talking terabytes, piling topics, discovering answers, skipping over chapters, in an understanding by half word.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What is going on in dating online, instant messenging, or big city life, or with popular women, or with desirable men, is the same what’s rotten about being a celebrity or meeting one:</p>
<p>Everyone is implanted the feeling of long knowing you inside out. But it contradicts the natural perception of a stranger (for both parties). Some contacts try to familiarize regardless, as if they’ve been your first friend. Others feel too deeply conscious (subconscious!) of disturbing you. Even prefer to stay away.</p>
<p>When your occupation is Being You (script characters altogether), it’s so tiresome to present yourself once again. Each time you need to express an idea that you’ve already voiced, you feel yourself a person of few thoughts. Not pleasant, is it?</p>
<p>Furthermore, it’s harder for people to get through to you, ‘cause you’ve already heard all that they are going to say. Even the wittiest insights (the sooner they become corny). And it makes another individual like “all that crowd”.</p>
<p>And you constantly have to be fanning off and scrubbing against multiple myths, wondering if this time you are accepted as you are (with such a lack of actual acquaintance), or perceived through a generalization, or treated under some self-established rule, or taken for a trophy.</p>
<p>Result: the two have nothing to talk about. “How are you”. “Thanks, fine, how are you.” End of the beginning. We’re in the emulation of intimacy, as deeply as at its final stage: both acquaintances are actually ignorant about each other’s inner world, and have no intension to explore.</p>
<p>We could lead in with something totally unexpected, but why in the blue? Is Bin Laden’s capture really relevant to you or me? Oh yes, we’re all concerned. But then it’s a gossip, as indecent as if you’ve asked me about my sexual preferences. I could even tell. But then it’s your turn to feel confused if I do, however petty that news might sound.</p>
<p>Ages ago when every tale has been already told, the truth discovered, in the ancient times we owe all world’s wisdom to, &#8211; during a lifetime one could meet as many people as we come across in a day. No wonder it was noticeable that everyone is a Universe worth appreciation.</p>
<p>Now we soothe ourselves with the idea that competition of choices lets us scoop and single out Only Someone Really Outstanding. Or, more correctly, Someone Really Kin to Ourselves. Or, still more correctly, Someone Who Can Teach Us Something New (and is prepared to learn from us). And the higher to the top, the lonelier.</p>
<p>Yes, admitting that each of us is climbing a certain summit in life &#8211; all different…</p>
<p>You go to mix with “the folks” where no one recognizes you, and suddenly find yourself able of such pure joy embracing some person that you’ve never before considered “your species”. Hey, it’s as simple as biological attraction and God’s ethics. That’s it &#8211; Unconditional Love! Everyone can be happy here and now, everyone deserves it.</p>
<p>You realize that you can forgive them anything, and even let them go. Because this person has never been your blood and bone. Communicating at different wavelengths, or in different operation systems, or (God forgive) across an evolution gap, is so baffling.</p>
<p>And you go on waiting for that Someone Special with whom you’re caught up talking terabytes, piling topics, discovering answers, skipping over chapters, in an understanding by half word.</p>
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		<title>By: wonderlander</title>
		<link>http://russianwomenspeak.wordpress.com/2006/10/06/million-russian-brides-and-men-online-jealousy-surfeit/#comment-35</link>
		<dc:creator>wonderlander</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 01:30:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Canajun,

since you are going to have no trouble with (2), you have top chances to STAND OUT against the crowds of dispersed and erratic e-daters! Messages charged with concentrated personal attention always feel of special weight. If she likes what she is reading and seeing about you, then you are going to outweigh more frivolous competitors even of similar characteristics. Just take care not to look needy and importunate as many excited correspondents do.

Hope you have done your profile choice work well to see your writing power concentrated in the right direction.

Sincerely, Natalia</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Canajun,</p>
<p>since you are going to have no trouble with (2), you have top chances to STAND OUT against the crowds of dispersed and erratic e-daters! Messages charged with concentrated personal attention always feel of special weight. If she likes what she is reading and seeing about you, then you are going to outweigh more frivolous competitors even of similar characteristics. Just take care not to look needy and importunate as many excited correspondents do.</p>
<p>Hope you have done your profile choice work well to see your writing power concentrated in the right direction.</p>
<p>Sincerely, Natalia</p>
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		<title>By: Canajun</title>
		<link>http://russianwomenspeak.wordpress.com/2006/10/06/million-russian-brides-and-men-online-jealousy-surfeit/#comment-33</link>
		<dc:creator>Canajun</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 01:04:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Most precious advice but so hard to resist. I am a man who doesn&#039;t feel comfortable writing many. One woman only. Perhaps I need to adjust this attitude or become lost in the crowds?

:(

Canajun</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Most precious advice but so hard to resist. I am a man who doesn&#8217;t feel comfortable writing many. One woman only. Perhaps I need to adjust this attitude or become lost in the crowds?</p>
<p>:(</p>
<p>Canajun</p>
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