Tinder isn't swiping out romance: Why reports of the dating apocalypse may be greatly exaggerated

I'm a Tinder dater, and I don't recognize the bleak portrait painted by the recent Vanity Fair article at all

By Maggie MK Hess
Published August 14, 2015 3:54PM (EDT)
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It’s a warm night in Seattle. I’m sitting on my couch, flipping through Tinder. I screenshot a picture of a man whose profile says, “I’d like to meet a cool gal that’s a little bit country, a little bit rock n roll, a little bit high maintenance, a little bit gangsta, a little bit comedian, a lot of nerd, a soft voice, nice butt, down to be girly but still do badass stuff involving the outdoors every now and then.”

The profile is annoying, overly prescriptive. I’m not going to apply to be his girlfriend. I keep swiping.

“Tinder and the Dawn of the ‘Dating Apocalypse,’” by Nancy Jo Sales, from Vanity Fair’s September magazine, opens with three investment bankers swiping left and right on Tinder in a bar in a fruit fly-like desperation to mate immediately. The article advances the idea that Tinder is ruining relationships, intimacy, and possibly all of humanity—because if no one’s looking for love, then eventually we’ll all stop having babies and the human race will go th...

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Maggie MK Hess

Maggie MK Hess lives in Seattle. Her writing has appeared on The Washington Post and The Rumpus, among other places. She chronicles her online dating experiences on her blog, Dear Mr. Postman.

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