OkCupid used to be free, and now it has several different paid tiers. Each membership level offers increasingly smarmy features to users willing to fork over a few bucks each month. But this latest story is the ickiest yet.
Now, you can pay to filter out profiles of fat and ugly people. Yes, I know those terms are both incredibly subjective. No, I don’t have any faith that this setting actually works. Yes, the Internet is collectively outraged.
Apparently they even created these goofy personas based on body type and average star rating, haha. Sort of like your Meyers-Briggs of sketchy egotism.
I’m sure my opinion is controversial in its own way, but I don’t think this feature is all that bad, if that’s how OKC wants to monetize their thang. See, I think it’s almost like a Darwin Award of Dating. A feature, not a bug!
Anyone who is narrow-minded enough to intentionally filter this heavily, and is cocky enough to think they themselves deserve to be able to filter this heavily, is not someone you really want ot be matched up with. Male or female, gay or straight, I think I’d find a date or conversation with someone who considers themselves five star only material to be pretty lame, you know? And OkCupid is going to reap plenty of hilariously bad press for this move; let them keep digging themselves in further.
Here is my plea to the outraged annals of the Internet: let it go. It’s no sweat off your back. Keep doing a good job of online dating, knowing that this is actually a tool to help filter a certain type of creep out of your inbox, ya know? Go on fun dates with more open-minded singles. Go on dates with people whose body type you wouldn’t have checked in your “in an ideal world” box, but whose writing and stubble more than make up for the difference. Poke around with manual searches and be surprised by the unexpected and even refreshing connections you make. Ignore the algorithms. Ignore the quivers and the quickmatches.
However you go about it, just seek out some people and go on some dates. Be secure and even smug in the knowledge that the people you go out on these dates with probably aren’t the asshats who pay five bucks a month for an ego trip. And most importantly, just have fun. Let the fat and fugly shamers go play in their own boring playground where they don’t have access to any of the good appetizers. [icon-heart]