There was something beautiful about this, and I still see that beauty.
But when I look out over the crowd now, I also see that they are trapped—trapped by their cowardice.
In a romantic relationship, facing humiliation or awkwardness is a strong possibility.
Rather than resulting from a change in romantic aims, as is so often hypothesized, I believe the hook-up culture actually results from the extra barriers to achieving those same relationship-focused goals.
The possibility that the same outcome could happen another way -- namely a guy asks me out -- keeps me from taking action.
At the same time, men have lost the uncomfortable but useful conviction that putting themselves on the line by making the first move is the only way they’ll reach their desired romantic outcome.
As fewer people enter into such relationships, doing so becomes increasingly unusual, providing still further reasons to retain the status quo.
When I was a first year, I looked at the crowd at Shooters and saw that people were free—free to shed inhibitions, to give into desires they usually kept hidden, to dance like they do in their bedrooms, and sing like they do in their bathrooms.
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Ignoring people you hooked up with at Shooters when encountering them on campus is a quintessential Duke experience.