‘Red Pill’ Is A Way of Making Sense of the World, but…

… sometimes it’s also pick up artist code for choosing sides in some crazy intergender political power struggle.

The metaphor of the Red Pill (vs the Blue Pill) dates back to the 1999 movie The Matrix. It predates the explosion of social media apps that offer the smug satisfaction of moral superiority that comes from nurturing our self-righteous indignation. That doesn’t change the meaning of the original metaphor. (Photo by Marc Schäfer on Unsplash. Cropped to fit).

Dovid Feldman and I struck up a correspondence on expressions of affection. He called his response ‘Cute Story’ and here it is:

Although I still nag my wife about making out in the car like Joni and Chachi.

She says no, and that I’m lucky if she will kiss me even inside!

She’s right.

Because Dovid works as a marriage counselor, I asked him about whether his views on the roulette wheel (“luck”) of physical affection was professional or personal.

And he clarified that “lucky” doesn’t always mean to him a function of chance, as I was thinking about it. He meant “lucky” as something that he should (and does) feel grateful for.

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