“The question is: where did he come from?”
“And the answer appears to be a rather simple choice. Since they seem to share no mutuals, it would appear that she was thrown at him by some short-sighted matchmaker, likely one who somehow knows a friend of a friend of his. It is also possible that she met him on a dating site, or, given the type of man he appears to be, we should rightly call it a prostitution site, since men like him are used to buying people, and, in that case, she is likely trying to keep his attention by debasing herself in sleazy ways. Besides his silver spoon, there is nothing exceptional about him, and he shows every sign of being a run-of-the-mill sociopath. But the simpler answer is some matchmaker.”
“But why on earth would they attempt to match her with someone she doesn’t know, probably hasn’t even met, who doesn’t live anywhere near her?”
“The answer to that is more complicated, and, likely, a sordid affair. It’s rather clear that he is separated or divorced, and relatively recently. It is a nasty little trait in her crowd to idolize male friends, almost deifying them, as if the 1950’s never ended.”
“But he should clearly be able, with his looks and possessions, to find a woman near him, one whom he can actually see in person and really get to know. Why humor this idea at all?”
“And therein lies to sordid part, assuming she did not do this to herself on a dating site, only seeing his looks and money, as is her penchant, then it is the other explanation. These people do not see each others’ rather obvious faults, and everything for them boils down to status. This man has assuredly done something bad. There is a reason his wife left him, and, given their family photos, it had to have been something serious. Whatever it was has likely stained his reputation and hindered his finding someone in his own circle, or he is simply a shithead looking to dominate an easy mark and whatever friend decided to inflict this stupidity on her conveniently omitted or simply refuses to recognize it. They fed her to him.”
“Hm. That makes perfect sense, and explains why he would do it. But wouldn’t she think it was weird to add some man she didn’t know, based only on someone’s suggestion?”
“If she had a spine, yes. She is not the type to add people she doesn’t know. But she has been the victim of her friends’ bad advice repeatedly, and she likely found it impossible to refuse, giving in to her own cultivated subservience. They tacitly obligated her. It’s an insidious form of unconscious manipulation, and she also likely feels obligated to accept his attention. He was also inflicted upon her, or she inflicted him on herself, at a time when she was particularly emotionally vulnerable, making his appearance that much more suspect and debased”
“This is disgusting. She’s an adult. Shouldn’t she be more canny than that?”
“She should, but she is not emotionally mature, though she believes herself to be. She has cultivated a perpetual air of a child and a flirt, both of which work against her and make her vulnerable. She simply would not have had the spine to say no, nor to assert herself now and stop it. She’s done this before, and her solution to get out of it was to lie. But, the fact is, she is also very shallow, and she may have even convinced herself that this man has some true interest and value to her. You see, she has no real interest in love, only fantasy. There is also the problem that she needs someone to project her feelings onto to prove to herself that she is not the bad person she is, the person who shit on love. She needs to make herself feel important, and so she borrows importance from men like this one. ”
“Gross. But what … what if it’s not that at all? What if he’s her investor?”
“Let’s not be naive. What kind of investor sends his clients personal friend requests, chats with them, comments on their photos? Unprofessional would be an understatement. No, he was told she was available or she was on a prostitution app, and he is clearly not able to fulfill his needs with anyone in his own vicinity. But there is something worse.”
“How can any of this be worse? It’s like bloody high school, two people forcing interaction to please their friends and deluding themselves … or just using each other out of convenience. And they must be, because, if there were anything real in it, they would have done something about it a long time ago.”
“It’s worse … because she is the spitting image of this man’s ex-wife. That is to say, they are not exactly twins, but their general look, the way they hold themselves, the smiles, are so similar that, if someone were to exchange one for the other in photographs, most people would not immediately notice any difference.”
“That’s sick!”
“It is beyond sick. But she chooses sick men, whether they be despicable cretins—the ugliest of men—openly proclaimed sado-masochists, open perverts, misogynists, or what have you. She gravitates to monsters, especially if they have money. And it is beyond a shadow of a doubt that there is something seriously wrong with this one too, as his actually trying to interact with her is the proof in and of itself. Moreover, though it may be cruel to say, based upon her past relationships, this man is out of her league. So he must be a serious lowlife. “
“Well, it seems she deserves what she gets then.”
“Indubitably. There is no way for her to actually get to know him online, but it’s a rather common self-delusion. Some people even convince themselves so thoroughly that they force themselves to be together when there is no actual connection. She knows, on some level, what’s going on and how deranged it is, but conforming to what her friends want has always taken precedence over her own wants, and, as stated, she is shallow. This man is wealthy and far better looking than any man she’s ever had, so she will overlook that he is assuredly a monster of some sort, no doubt smooth-tongued, as she has before, and, as it has before, it will become rotten. It cannot be otherwise, because it’s all forced fantasy. He woos with money, not real emotion, and is wearing a mask.”