When people talk about how Gen Z dating discourse is bizarrely antagonistic, I tend to think that this is the root cause. As is often the case, the problem is the fucking phones.
Love and sex are risky enterprises for the ego, and a lot of locker room talk ime is a sort of ingroup ritual to shield said egos via performative bravado and shaming of the other: they can't hurt you if they don't matter. The rest, of course, is intrasexual competition, which only further encourages disparagement, objectification, and a general treatment of romance as a game to be won rather than a journey to be taken.
These sorts of rituals are bad even in isolation to the extent that they reinforce toxic behaviors within the ingroup audience. But they are even more disastrous imo when they break containment, which social media naturally facilitates. Because when overheard by the outgroup, these displays do not come across as the feigned tenacity of a fearful cub; they just sound cruel. And that cruelty creates further fear, and that fear leads to escalation.
To the extent love is a game, it is positive-sum, cooperative, and thrives off of courage. But being made aware of the darkest patterns of behavior in our counterparty is an anathema to said courage and cooperation. We were not meant to be privy to such thoughts. These words were not meant for the enemy.
Today, I wrote about how if you're young and inexperienced, you have a high chance of developing negative or bitter feelings about the opposite sex based solely on content you see online--including some content not intended to be ragebait. Link in replies.