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OKCupid Survey: Liberal Users Like to Talk About 'Yoga' and 'Crying'

Promise I’m not just being mean.

You might have some online-dating deal breakers, like swiping left on anyone who mentions Nickelback or has a shirtless bathroom selfie as a profile photo. But you might want to look closer at potential dates’ profiles the next time you log on, because a new study shows that simple stuff like TV preferences can speak volumes about a person’s values.

Dating site OkCupid analyzed the words on 190,000 user profiles and lined them up with their political leanings and answers to dating survey questions. The words that line up to politics — and what people want from sex — are fascinating. (Most OkCupid users identified as liberal, so they analyzed the data by comparing the percentage of liberals who use a word to the percentage of conservatives who used the word.)

Some are obvious, like liberals loving The Daily Show, NPR, and marijuana, while conservatives posting more about religion, guns, and the military. But some of them are totally crazy — and show that you might be giving away more information than you think on your profile, even if you don’t list your political affiliation anywhere.

Here are just a few tidbits:

Conservatives post more about the outdoors and shooting ranges, and like Frank Sinatra, John Mayer, and George Strait. They’re more likely to say they like all music “except rap,” and love John Wayne and Clint Eastwood.

Liberals more frequently write about museums, yoga, and crying (seriously), and love Kendrick Lamar and hip-hop. And they’re obsessed with Abbi and Ilana on Broad City.

Conservatives interested in sex are more likely to write about steak, grilling, and write the word “firearms,” while conservatives more interested in love write about Dr. Pepper and the word “guns.”

Liberals who want sex write the word “booze” more, while liberals who are seeking love write about avocados and vegetarian food.

And that’s just the men! (RIMSHOT)

This is what I love about liberals: when I think I have run out of ways to mock them, they show up at my doorstep with new things gift-wrapped for me. It’s always lovely gift wrapping too — their beta males tie a beautiful bow when not weeping in downward dog.

It’s easy to understand their angst. You’ve got a carrot in one hand, a yoga mat in the other, your woman is excoriating you for being a neanderthal because you told her she’s attractive and all of this is happening while the steak smell is wafting over from your conservative neighbor’s grill.

There, there, little man feminist, give it a good cry.