You've all lived it: you're scrolling along on Facebook and one of your friends has posted a meme slamming short people.  For me this morning it was a triple whammy:  One post was "You've gotta hand it to short people...'cause they can't reach it."  Then came a photo posted by my high school classmate who was 6'6" and a basketball "hero": a basketball friend of his who is 6'9", and the comments like "WOW. I thought you were tall." and then a photo of my son and his high school chums from nine years ago, and all the gushing comments about one of his buddies who is also 6'9":  "Look at him, he's so tall...."   

So, here's the deal, guys:  Don't comment.  Just don't.  We can't say anything publicly without making it worse.  On a public forum like Facebook, silence is your biggest ally.  Here's why: Once you say something, everyone else feels compelled to jump in and it becomes a discussion that only make it worse.  You'll get trite comments from a well-meaning old woman like "Good things come in small packages." and you'll get slammed by big guys who just add insult to injury: "Just get over it, hunh? Stop whining."

So, if you feel insulted by something, here's my advice:  private message the friend who posted it and politely, firmly point out to them that you found it hurtful, not funny.  You might mention that it is socially unacceptable to tease people about being fat (which they can change if they try), but that short people, especially men, are still considered open game by others.  It's rude, hurtful, and totally unnecessary.  I did that once, and the friend deleted it and apologized saying that she had never thought about it that way.  We're still good friends.  I handled it privately in a calm, mature way.  That's our best choice.

Don't unfriend anyone. 

Don't take the bait. 

Don't return insult for insult.

Above all, don't let their boneheaded post ruin your day. Your good friends and family love you for who you are, what you do, and how you treat them. They respect you when you accomplish things in life, despite being short which puts you at a distinct disadvantage all the time.

And just keep scrolling.

for me it was this commercial, I remember I had the TV on but I wasn't watching it but I thought I heard the Bridesmaids mocking short guys, at the same time I could not imagine a major network would air a commercial like that, so I googled to try and find the commercial and I found it and sure enough my ears did not decieve me and a major corporation (Yoplait, General Mills) on a major network aired a commercial basically saying a short guy is not really a human, and it was acceptable for a female to mock him

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Emp_CtPy1Gw

So you're a Man going his own way?  Are you sure about that?  Are you really going your own way by your own choice?  It's pretty easy to go Mgtow as a short guy.  Women aren't exactly lining up at the door to date a short-stature man.  So I'm curious.  If you've adopted the Mgtow philosophy, and have gone your own way, was it by your own choosing?  Or was it essentially imposed upon you?  I'm no Incel by any means, but I am a guy who knows enough about reality.  I don't bother with Tinder or dating sites because I already know the harsh reality that awaits and there's not much of a point attempting it.  I have heard it before numerous times...where a girl friend will try and introduce her single women friends to "so and so" and he does "such and such" for a living, etc.  But you can't help wonder why you never quite made the cut for that introduction.  She knows many eligible guys to introduce to all her single friends, but you never came to mind...and as a shorter guy, you know exactly why that was the case but never can never quite call anyone out on it. Another example is I had an older woman who had 2 grown kids take an interest in me.  After she already had been married twice, and had children.  I never quite gave her a green light.  She eventually asked if she were younger, would I have been interested.  I said, yes...probably so.  I asked her how tall her ex-husbands were.  She said 6'3" and 5'11".  I just find it quite amazing that after the youth and beauty are all gone and she secured the "tall" genes for her kids...she's now open to the concept of dating a 5'5" guy. No thank you.  If I wasn't good enough to be first choice then, I'm not really interested now.  I will, however, say that in not marrying, having no kids, and having a semi-decent job, I have been able to accrue a good bit of wealth and real estate that otherwise would've been difficult.  So is Mgtow good?  Maybe.  Share your thoughts.

Quote From Article:

"I think it's very important that we don't ever have a mayor this rich or this short. The richness comes from the shortness, this is what I believe. I believe every single person suffers for what happens to boys on playgrounds. So I really believe that a short boy gets bullied by taller boys, or ignored by them, or doesn't have the same status as they do, they grow up, they get very rich, to kind of get back at these tall boys, and then everyone suffers for this. I like de Blasio for many reasons, but his height is very important."

Original Article Here: The Gothamist | Watch Fran Lebowitz Psychoanalyze Mayor Bloomberg's "Shortness"

Measure Of A Man
Gauging Charm By Inches Is The Height Of Idiocy
November 06, 1988 | By Evelyn Storr Smart.

Original Article Here - http://articles.chicagotribune.com/1988-11-06/features/8802130273_1_short-men-tall-shrimp

``He`s terrific,`` I said to my single friend, Carol. ``He`s attractive, sexy, smart, honest-and an achiever.``

She put her glass of chardonnay on the coffee table. ``That`s some combination.``

``He`s tender,`` I continued, ``compassionate.``

She leaned forward. ``Sound like a dream.`

``He owns a condominum and drives a little black BMW.``

She hopped to her feet. ``Go on! Go on!``

``He knows how to uncork wine. He even cooks: shrimp remoulade, kinugoshi.``

Her eyes were ready to pop out. ``How tall is he?``

``I don`t know. What difference does that make?``

``He`s short, isn`t he?``

``Who cares?`` I felt my voice rising. ``He has a terrific sense of humor. He`s what you`ve said you always wanted.``

She picked up her glass. ``He`s a shrimp, isn`t he?``

It seems slightly absurd, but the question, ``How tall is he?``, is almost always one of the first questions a woman asks about a man she hasn`t met yet.

How honest, smart, compassionate don`t come close. A man can spawn a world-class orchestra, oversee a 200-room luxury hotel, think numbers like an IBM computer. But the answer to ``How tall is he?`` will be the deciding factor in whether she wants to meet him.

It would be tempting to chalk all this up to women`s historic desire to be protected. But now the topic of height seems to be cropping up everywhere. Should Dukakis stand next to Bentsen? Should he sit down, stroll around?

And there`s more. One tall man I know insists that for every inch under 5 feet 10 inches a man loses $5,000 a year: ``He can have everything else going for him, but if he`s, uh, short, fame and fortune will usually be out of reach.``

It sounded like the old blemish game to me, the one that goes ``She`s so sweet, devoted to her mother, captain of the volley ball team, but she`s a little, uh, chunky.``

In real life women are as apt to fall in love with and marry short men as tall.

In real life, some women prefer short men.

Marjorie, promiscuous in her salad days, swears that they alone focused their complete amatory attentions on her: ``Tall men are so sure of themselves, so high and remote. No matter what dumb things they say their words come from a higher order. Short men make much better lovers. Sure, some are cocksure, but for the most part they try harder and do better.``

It`s very human to want to be physically attractive, no matter how that attraction is perceived. In my early teens all sex scenes were censored, so instead of showing cleavage the female stars wore iron-fortified bras that kept the breasts pointing toward heaven even when the women were on their backs. My friends and I, thinking we were anatomically deprived, swore we`d never make love lying down, even on our wedding night.

This idea that tallness equals superiority seems just as nutty. And the stakes are so much higher. Sure, tall men are better at playing basketball and removing cobwebs from ceilings. But does any reasonable person really believe that height has anything to do with intelligence, competence or the ability to make love or sign treaties? Does anyone know or care how tall Einstein or Beethoven or Pasternak was? If logic prevailed, the answers would be a flat no. So who is perpetuating this myth?

Deciding to do my own research I tucked measuring tape and notepad into my purse and headed to a cocktail party. There was no hesitation. All the men were happy to tell me their measurements right down to a tenth of an inch. But when I whipped out the tape my sense of the ridiculous hit a banner high. Not only short men but also tall men had added, on the average, 1/2-inch to their height.

So it`s true. Men truly believe that every additional inch will get them more money, more beautiful women, happier times. And for the most part the women concur.

Only one person struck a different note:

``Remember,`` said a 6-foot, 4-incher, ``when people equate being tall with being better, their expectations are very high.

You try to meet those expectations, and of course you can`t, so everyone ends up disappointed. In the long run I think it would be easier to be short.``

Which brings me back to Carol. Despite her wariness she finally agreed to meet the humorous, successful, smart, short man I had described.

She expected nothing to come of it, and her first thought on seeing him was, ``If I married this man I`d be wearing flats and searching for nickels the rest of my life.``

But first impressions are fleeting. On their second date she stopped seeing the outside of the package and started seeing the inside.

On the third she decided it was true: This gentle, whimsical, attractive man was everything she`d been looking for. Today they are as close as two people can possibly be who are still housed in separate bodies.

Maybe someday small and compact will be the ideal. After all, computers, designed for state-of-the-art efficiency, have gone from big to small in a blink. We have micro- this and mini- that, with not less but more intelligence stored on smaller chips than ever before.

Maybe as the planet ages and the food chain weakens and the air becomes thick with pollutants, people who eat less, who take up less space, who breathe less air will be the most valued. Maybe small will be beautiful.