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The art of the deal (breaker) – Did Trump chlorinate the dating pool?
One week after polluting the oval office, it seems that President Trump has also piddled in the dating pool.
Sitting across the table from me, limbs thrown into the air by the possibility of retelling the encounter, eyes afire with confusion and fear, my brunch guest scanned the hopscotch clientele of the coffee shop, lowering her voice, as to not tell anyone beyond me of what happened next.
Not unlike the act it provides a gateway to, it was over in a hurried flash, leaving both parties a confused mess, attempting to make some sense in the post-mortem. My friend had been matched with a Trump supporter on Tinder.
I admit, that it didn’t seem much like a thing. The information she supplied me, although you could never be sure that it was the full story, was that she exchanged conversational foreplay (weather) before all progress was halted by the line “America needs a strong male leader”. The proverbial lights flicked on, a fate sealed by the brutality of the block button.
When I asked her if she had ever blocked on political grounds previously, she said no. “It usually doesn’t matter”. Which is a fair investigatory question to ask. Is Donald Trump the new “smoker” in the dating sphere?
The answer is a resolute, yes. As week one creeps into week one redux of the Trump administration, it spitting rage against him will turn more visceral, a largesse of feeling we heap at the boat shoes of the nearest identified Trumpite.
Fittingly, it seems to be the age old question of “Do politics and dating mix?”, but it’s 2017, so that question seems to be stripped of meaning then named something else entirely. With a leader so divisive, and an election so caustic, do we have it in ourselves to look past those who we vote for? For a local equivalent, it’d be like that caring rugged bookish type who agrees with Pauline. Could you climb over the wall to pick the flowers on the other side?
The world of Internet romance is empty and shameful enough, without factoring in the added ennui from going up for coffee with a tea party member. But should it be?
To that end, a recent poll was undertaken and found that a whopping 63% of people only date someone in line with their political compass. Reading further into the numbers, and between the lines, that includes all the short term chicanery kept in the world of the dating app.
But these are people you’ll never meet, facing problems that we don’t have to.
So pop-quiz, hot shot.
There’s a bae on a bus. Once the bus goes to 50 miles an hour, you hit politics and the relationship becomes armed. If the relationship stays below 50 days, you can call it off, but if it goes over 50, they’ll have to meet your friends, and it’ll all blow up. So, what’s the next step? How long can you avoid the political question? Surely you can only avoid it for so long, because the clock is ticking, and it’d crop up at some conversational juncture. Then what? Tell no-one? Or tell everyone and deal with the blowback?
What do you do?
Well, I can hazard a guess. If online dating is anything like the fishing style of Rex Hunt, you’d hook ’em, drag ’em into your boat, turn ’em to the camera and give ’em a smooch, then throw ’em back overboard. But, I’m not entirely sold on that, because the person you have to look into, in the bathroom mirror afterwards, is you. The world of Internet romance is empty and shameful enough, without factoring in the added ennui from going up for coffee with a tea party member.
But should it be?
Can you be the bigger person by looking past their political choices?
It’s a problem that I feel needs to be addressed on an individual basis, otherwise it’s going to be a long, sexless four-year winter.