Men are pigs?

I feel like I should preface this post by saying that the comments and opinions expressed therein do not, I repeat DO NOT apply to any of my guy friends. When I say "guys" I mean guys I don't know, not guys that I spend tons of time with and know really well. Those guys are no longer guys, you are now friends, and therefore real people, not JUST guys. :) So don't go getting all pissed off at me, I know you guys are all sweeties.

On that note, I want to say that I don't get guys. Today I got a message from a guy on myspace. It read, "I AINT TRYIN 2 BUG U BUT AFTER READIN UR PAGE A LIL I THINK UR A DECENT PERSON 2 TALK 2 SO I WROTE U 2 SEE WHATS UP. SO LETS TALK A LIL IF THATS KOOL WITH U." Next to the message was a picture of a muscle bound black guy in a tank top and a dew rag. His handle is "What cha kno bout me?" Not wanting to jump to conclusions, I checked out his profile. I was immediately bombarded by a rap song he has playing on his profile entitled, "Hoes Wanna Know." Charming. His interests are sports and rap. He's also only 21 years old. Now what in the world does he think we could possibly have in common? I'll tell you. He thinks that he likes boobies and snatch, and I HAVE boobies and snatch, so that's enough for him! I mean seriously! Does he really think that that's enough for a relationship? No, he probably (which on his profile he spells "prolly") just thinks it's enough to get us to the first lay, and maybe a few past that if luck holds. Jeez Louise, people, are there really women in this world that will just fall into bed with any random guy that they meet on the internet? I guess so, cause it happened to a friend of mine all the time. But I just don't get it. How do you get from, "Hello random stranger," to bumping nasties. I guess I am old fashioned, I think there should be a little talking first. I know that this was happening before the internet made it so much more universal. Once, in Enid, I was working at a kiosk at the mall and a group of Hispanics came by. A girl told me that her brother said I have beautiful eyes. Trying to graciously accept the compliment I said, "Oh, gracias!" That earned a laugh. The guy then asked me a few questions, through his sister, and then asked me to a movie, again, through his sister. I said to the girl, "Are you going to come along to translate?" She told him, we all laughed and they moved on, point taken. Maybe I'm being too judgmental, I suspect there must be venerable and sincere guys out there who are genuinely looking for a soul mate, someone to grow old with that they can talk and laugh and love with. I say 'I suspect', because I have no tangible data to lay veracity to that idea. Movies and TV would have me believe there are, but if there are guys like that, they sure as hell have never hit on me. (Again, I think my friends are like that, but I really wouldn't know for sure, I've never dated any of them.) I don't know what it is. Maybe I just draw the sex fiends. Maybe the nice guys are just so far and few between that they don't make frequent appearances. Or maybe Morrisey is right, and most people keep their brains between their legs.