Today I had two women from a coparents site turn me down because and only because they googled me. Previously I have lost connection with a very broody 16-year-old girl for the same reason.
My approach to dating has been to treat my political views and reputation as perfectly normal and not even mention them, since there is no issue unless they make one, but that isn’t working very well. It worked fine for the Nigerian lady to whom I donated sperm for (failed) IVF. She either didn’t know or didn’t care that I am a dissident. It also works fine for Tinder dates, who are (so far) invariably contracepted. But when it comes to reproduction, women usually dig deeper.
I am hyperpolitical, which means I prioritize politics over my personal well-being, or did long enough that it can’t be undone perhaps short of changing my name. Hyperpolitical disorder is a kind of overdeveloped altruism, idealism and honesty, afflicting the sort willing to fight for minority principles or at least not hide them. We are no more violent than others since most men can be made to fight by the majority, but hyperpoliticals are what freedom-fighters and terrorists are made of. I didn’t go down that path, which makes me too boring to attract hybristophiles, yet my break with society makes me too freaky for the rest. Or does it?
I have taken steps to reduce my hyperpoliticalism, which works on my composure but doesn’t affect search-engine hits that are out of my control. Of course, if I hadn’t expressed my MRA/male sexualist views, they would still be what they are, and who knows what unexpressed tendencies others have? With me, what you see is what you get. I am neither a hypocrite nor a coward and obviously not a psychopath since they would never express disadvantageous opinions. I don’t hide my politics or unpopular views under anonymous accounts like many do. I am a public figure and completely open about my opinions.
That is just the way it is, for better or for worse.