It’s time dating culture laughed at itself a bit
Here’s a comedic excerpt from The New Yorker Magazine, written by Zoe Pearl. Her piece has a clever title.
The title reads: The worst city to find love is wherever you, yes you, live
Author: Zoe Pearl
Source: The New Yorker Magazine
The article reads: “A new study has found that the worst city in America for dating is whichever city you, yes you, the person currently reading these very words, happen to live in. The report notes that the city could be New York, it could be Los Angeles – hell, it could even be Nampa, Idaho – but the single, unifying love-destroying element that nullifies all other variables, from housing prices to public transportation, is that you reside there.
“Several factors were examined to determine that you are the epicenter of a phenomenon that swallows up the possibility of romantic love like a black hole sucking in light.”
(Then skipping ahead in article) The research suggests that you should not shift blame onto the difficulties of modern dating, either, or onto the erasure of third spaces, or how choice paralysis created by swipe culture had made it increasingly difficult to find and commit to a partner.
(Then jumping to the end) Conversely, the study found that the best city for dating is wherever you ex moved. She’s doing great. Really, she’s in the happiest, most fulfilling relationship of her life, and doesn’t even think about you anymore.”
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Thank you Zoe Pearl for your satire and wit. Based on truth, reality, and broken hearts of course. One does wonder, are you the ex who’s doing great? Good for you!
This is so relatable.
A bit like the time I wrote the “horrorscopes” for a college paper and used personal vendettas as the inspo behind each weekly message. Though not as wittily at Zoe Pearl.
Big Love 
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