Preface: I am writing this as if speaking to someone who subscribes to the nonsensical “system” of ranking people based on their perception of their looks.
Ah yes, the sacred 1-to-10 scale—the intellectual high point of the guy who thinks “mystery” is wearing sunglasses indoors.
It’s the bread and butter of the pickup artist forum, the gym bro locker room, and the comment section troll who believes he’s the Simon Cowell of attractiveness.
“Bro, she’s an 8 but her nose knocks her down to a 7.”
“Dude, you’re a 5 so you should only aim for 6’s.”
Thank you, Professor, for your groundbreaking research in Objectifying People 101. Truly, the world is better for your numerical wisdom. 🤔🤨
Your precious “scale” is basically just your personal taste pretending to be science. And if you think you’re the exception, congratulations—you’re just a biased human like the rest of us.
Why It’s Garbage Math
Beauty is not a universal constant. You’re not calculating Pi here. What you call a 10, someone else calls “cute, but not my type.”
The Power Trip
Let’s be real: rating people isn’t about accuracy. It’s about ego.
The act of “scoring” someone lets the rater feel like the judge of a beauty pageant they were never invited to. Spoiler: you’re not a judge. You’re a spectator—at best.
The Insecurity Mask
People who obsessively rank others are usually compensating for something—confidence, charisma, or the fact that deep down they know their own “score” wouldn’t survive their own system. But hey, it’s easier to slap numbers on strangers than deal with your own reflection.
You’re Not Yelp, Man
People aren’t restaurants, movies, or iPhone models. They don’t have a “latest release” or a “3.7-star average.”
Reducing a living, breathing person to a digit is the intellectual equivalent of eating cereal with a fork—pointless, messy, and you’re going to miss most of what matters.
-The Rational Ram
The Rational Ram 