Love Is Dead According to The New York Times

This is what love used to look like.
  • This is what love used to look like.

We can all pretty much agree that the world has gone to shit. Like, in so many ways, really. Too many to list here, for sure. I’m not even going to try. But I am just going to come right out and say that one of the ways that the world is going to shit is that romance is DEAD. Yeah, romance and love and dating and courtship and everything that we all know to be pure magic about this world are over and gone and we can all blame technology but, also, we can thank the New York Times for writing a trend piece about it. Because, does a trend even exist if the Times doesn’t cover it? I mean, the trends the Times reports on certainly don’t seem to exist before the Times writes about them, so who knows?

But so anyway, Alex Williams wrote a piece for the Times called “The End of Courtship?” which expresses concern over the fact that no one ever seems to date anymore, thus leading to a lonely life of reality television and dinner with platonic friends. And, really, dinner with friends? That sounds absolutely terrible.

So, what is to blame for the end of courtship? Well, partially to blame is the show “Girls,” which, sure. But also to blame is the “rise of the ‘hookup culture’ among young people, characterized by spontaneous, commitment-free (and often, alcohol-fueled) romantic flings.” Yes, that’s right. “Hookup culture” and online dating and, of course, “Girls,” have all contributed to such horrible romantic encounters as the following one, experienced by a 25-year-old woman named Lindsay who went to a bar one night and “exchanged flirtatious glances with a bouncer.” Now, I’m not totally sure about this, but that seems to me like the beginning of a lifelong love—a story that can be passed down for generations. I mean, I have to assume Lindsay and her bouncer lived happily ever after, right?

Well, you’ll probably be as surprised as I was to find out that Lindsay’s story did not end with a marriage proposal, which, you know, is totally fine because she’s ONLY 25. But, anyway, what happened next with the bouncer who maybe had a piece of dust in his eye was that he “invited [Lindsay] and her friends back to his apartment for whiskey and boxed macaroni and cheese. When she agreed, he gamely hoisted her over his shoulders, and, she recalled, ‘carried me home, my girlfriends and his bros in tow, where we danced around a tiny apartment to some MGMT and Ratatat remixes.’”

2 Comment

  • As much as I like this magazine, this writer needs an editor. Not only is love dead but so is the grammar in this article.

  • “I mean, the trends the Times reports on certainly don’t seem to exist before the Times writes about them, so who knows?”

    Ha! That was so well said and captured everything I thought about this article. Alex Williams usually writes pieces that hype up whatever issues he’s discussing (like how it gets harder to make good friend as you get older), but this one was way too extreme. It was both comical and insulting to everyone in their 20s. But I guess that is the risk when someone in their 40s is asked to write 2000 words on the dating scene of people 20 years his junior. It’s just easier for him to make broad, kind of baseless generalizations based on what he sees on TV and then back it up with some quotes from people who were probably selected for their interview while walk of shaming it the morning after Santacon.