The Upside of Ugliness

I was riding on the bus today when I had a spontaneous burst of imagination and thought of today’s blog entry (I like the idea so much, that this entry jumps ahead of the thirteen other plans for posts in the ‘to be written queue’). Basically, I thought of a pretty good argument for people who are ugly (or unattractive, or having the quality of unattractivity) are more likely to be happy than those who are not ugly.
    Basically, my first point is that all people are going to develop ‘crushes’ on other people (unless of course they’re asexuals; though I don’t want to generalise the asexual community like that, there are many heteroromantic asexuals, homoromantic and biromantic asexuals who will develop crushes just like everybody else, what I mean here is aromantic asexuals), and no matter how attractive somebody may be, they’re still going to face rejection from people they quite like during their lifetime.
Now, when an ugly person is rejected, they’ll feel a little sad and most likely think something along the lines of  “Oh dear, I must have been rejected because of my fat stomach/bad skin/huge eyebrows/bulbous nose (or whatever feature about themselves they are particularly upset about)”. But then, how would somebody who considers themself rather attractive take a rejection? Probably by thing something like “Oh dear, I must have been rejected because I’m a bad annoying person” and people will be more unhappy thinking they have an ugly soul, than thinking they have an ugly body won’t they? (I was considering writing ‘ugly personality’ at first, but ‘soul’ sounds much better don’t you think?)
    Anywho, I would like to finish this entry by saying, rather cheesily, that nobody is really ugly. A face means nothing to people unless there’s a person behind it that they care about. Which means, if that’s a little too weirdly phrased for you, that it is wholly the way that a person acts which makes them likeable to people. I mean, imagine you were shown a picture of a random attractive person (who just happens to be of a gender you’re attracted to) and then being told you can have a relationship with them. Would you care? This unknown hunk is nothing to you but a stranger.

EDIT: A friend of mine has written a kind of response to this entry called The Downside of Ugliness.

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