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Here is window into the Anti-Flirt Club, 1923. I wonder if this would be accepted today in working class neighbourhoods of Brooklyn, where wolf whistles follow many a lass. This seems geared more toward the inappropriateness of a woman flirting. What about the men being jerks–or worse, “dandified cake eaters?”
“The club had a series of rules, which were intended as sound and serious advice. These were:
- Don’t flirt: those who flirt in haste oft repent in leisure.
- Don’t accept rides from flirting motorists—they don’t invite you in to save you a walk.
- Don’t use your eyes for ogling—they were made for worthier purposes.
- Don’t go out with men you don’t know—they may be married, and you may be in for a hair-pulling match.
- Don’t wink—a flutter of one eye may cause a tear in the other.
- Don’t smile at flirtatious strangers—save them for people you know.
- Don’t annex all the men you can get—by flirting with many, you may lose out on the one.
- Don’t fall for the slick, dandified cake eater—the unpolished gold of a real man is worth more than the gloss of a lounge lizard.
- Don’t let elderly men with an eye to a flirtation pat you on the shoulder and take a fatherly interest in you. Those are usually the kind who want to forget they are fathers.
- Don’t ignore the man you are sure of while you flirt with another. When you return to the first one you may find him gone.”
SheWalksSoftly 