Don’t give up hope, Red. There are still good men out there.
Some who don’t interest you at first glance may be worth persevering with. They may be better than their profile seems, if they have eg poor social skills, or lack confidence, or be superficially less attractive than others, or make clumsy efforts to impress. If you meet a few times you may see past their clumsiness or irritating mannerisms. (Obviously I’m thinking of nice genuine guys, and the big question is how to sift those out from the porn-addled misogynists.)
I was single again in late 30s, decades ago, after a long relationship ended. Under time pressure as I linked to have a baby. I wasn’t expecting the easy social whirl of my 20s, but even so I was amazed how few options I had. And how the few available men all seemed to be weirdos, woman-haters or, well, as you described in your list.
I think it’s partly that in your 30s, everyone your age seems to be coupled up. Earlier they’re all single; later plenty are divorced, and divorced men are more out there than their ex-wives who have main responsibility for their children.
The equivalent of OLD back then, I tried lonely-hearts adverts, evening classes, dance clubs with female friends, interest groups, political talks and meetings.
Met a few creeps and possible predators, but only had these one-off meetings in public so I wasn’t in danger. Had brief relationships with one man who first love-bombed and them froze me out, and another whose only sexual interest was receiving blow jobs. Red-hot passion with a man I met at a leftie meeting, but reluctantly ended it as he was adamant he never wanted children. (A year later he married his pregnant next girlfriend — bastard!)
I finally met my lovely DH in our 40s, through mutual friends. That is a very good way to meet someone who are likely to be decent and at least a bit compatible, as he meets your friends’ standards. But bless him, after our first evening together with our matchmaking friends, he rang me and asked “Did you know they were trying to set us up?” as if he was shocked at the deception! If I’d been embarrassed, he might have killed it on the spot. Luckily I laughed, and have got used to his innocent bluntness during 20 happy years together.
Oops, didn’t mean to write an essay. Best of luck, OP and all who are where I was then.