One of the recurring themes I've been reading lately is bitterness around the fact that a woman can see more shaft than an elevator in her 20s, and then find a nice chump to settle down with once she hits 30 and the clock starts tick-tick-ticking. There's a lot of indignation in the tones used (which really boils down to ‘how DARE she fuck him and not me!!’) and a lot of plotting for what you'll say when you meet a woman nearing the wall and looking to settle down (HA! Should have been thinking of that while you were riding the cock!) Weeelll.... tough shit.

In your version of a just universe, women who use men for sex and attention and validation will get their comeuppance as they age into lonely spinsterhood, tossed aside like so many used tube socks. You want to believe in karma, and that her actions will have consequences, but they don't. In the real world, where the rest of us live, a woman is basically guaranteed to find somebody willing to wife her up when she wants, no matter how misspent her 20s were. As long as she is disease free, she will be able to find someone to settle for her. As distasteful as this sounds, it is the reality of the situation, and there is sweet fuck all you can do to change it. Not fair? You’re damn right it isn’t. But this is reality. I acknowledge reality for what it is, and accept that I cannot change it. Life isn’t fair, deal with it.

As a man, your only goal should be to know the signs of such women and act accordingly. If you want to try and fuck her, fuck her. If you want to try and date her, date her. If you’d just as soon have nothing to do with her, then don’t. But don't try and change her, and don't be bitter that she's acting according to her nature with Man B and that you disagree with it. You are not your brother’s keeper, and it is not your job to warn him. Let him learn, or not, and concern yourself with the only thing you can control: your own self, your own standards, and your own choices. The rest is irrelevant.