On the educational system and predisposition towards cuntedness in love

A long time ago, I asked the question if education in single-sex schools predisposed the heterosexual subject towards amatory disappointment. It was de rigeur to be unhappy at school when I was a boy; and having ones trousers removed in the biology lab or behind the pavilion by other boys tended to reinforce the belief that something was not right, and that it was going to have some consequences in years to come.
However, it seemed to me that we should establish some sort of scientific basis for this intuition: so I ran a survey. Some of you replied. But I was bone idle, I lost the data, gave it to the cat for his litter tray or was so drunk I couldn't make sense of it; in any case the whole thing was as methodologically rigourous as the arguments for invading Iraq. So from the mists of my memory I recall that there were those who went to single-sex schools and were cunted; and there were those who went to co-educational places, where they learnt to respect the opposite sex and live and work with them as friends and colleagues without falling in love with them and having their souls spat on; but they reported that their souls were saturated with spittle. There is no difference. There is no correlation. Love is a cunt.
For myself, I should like to say that the fact that single-sex schools are the perfect environment for non-consensual buggery, sadism, and beastliness may well have crippled all my subsequent relationships with the opposite sex, I maintain however that, even at this late stage, all might have been redeemed by L, but it has not been yet. Which goes to show that love is etc....