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The other night I happened to be at a big wedding for a friend of a friend. Early on I noticed a beautiful blond girl in a flowing black formal gown. To say she was stunning was an understatement. She looked like some sort of goddess, I am not kidding. On the looks scale I would say she was a 9 or maybe even a 10. No joke!
Later I saw her with a baby and a young man I assumed was her husband. They looked like a dashing young couple and their daughter (maybe 10 months old) was adorable.
The next time I saw her she was surrounded by a crowd, drink in hand, telling stories as friends gathered around. She seemed to be enjoying herself.
A bit later I saw her again, another drink in hand. Still telling stories, her voice starting to slur. Her man and baby were gone.
An hour or so later she’s stumbling around. Not making much sense. People start to avoid her except for a few guys who seem to be hoping to take her home.
Another hour goes by and she’s been cut off from the bar. I hear her baby daddy (turns out they weren’t married, for this reason) had left with the child. He’s in the process of trying to get custody. Had he videotaped her behavior, I am sure it would not have looked good in court.
She asks several times for another drink at the bar but is turned away. She starts going around and drinking half finished beers left behind on tables. Twice she nearly falls as she trips on tables and chairs in search of another half empty can. Waiters at the event notice and start picking up any abandoned containers before she can.
The wedding ends and I overhear people trying to talk other people into giving her a ride home. Nobody wants to except for a guy who seems to want to take advantage of the situation. Finally someone else agrees to give her a ride. I overhear long time friends say, “She always does this. We are so sick of it!”
The mother of the groom says the girl dated her other son briefly but because of her behavior he had broken things off. The son was there with his now wife and baby. The wife wasn’t as striking as the blonde but she was pretty in a less flashy way, was clearly better wife material, and was the picture of a devoted happy young mom. She had married well, into a very successful and nice family.
I wanted to talk to the blonde but realized that in her stumbling, fall down state it would have done absolutely no good. I am pretty sure she would probably not remember much of the night.
Some people just shouldn’t drink and this girl seemed to be one of them. I hope someone says so to her, and soon. And if so I hope she listens. If not the girl is headed for disaster. Sadly, her daughter’s future doesn’t look too bright either.
Don’t be that girl!
What do you think? Please share in the comments.
Notes From a Red Pill Girl 
Deti’s got it right. All too often the entire package has grown along with the breast size. It’s common around Hollywood to see late 30s breast augmentation intended to balance an increase in waist diameter to keep the proportions right as a lady gets older. The 1980s seem to me to be the high point of natural and average of female fitness (probably male too but I really wasn’t examining it with the same intensity!) and beauty. On the down side, hairstyles. Even at the time I thought many were pretty horrific.
How can you tell if your wife is dead?
The sex is the same but the dishes pile up.
“Honey,” said this husband to his wife, “I invited a friend home for supper.”
“What? Are you crazy? The house is a mess, I haven’t been shopping, all the dishes are dirty, and I don’t feel like cooking a fancy meal!”
“I know all that.”
“Then why did you invite a friend for supper?”
“Because the poor fool’s thinking about getting married.”
A man and his ever-nagging wife went on vacation to Jerusalem. While they were there, the wife passed away. The undertaker told the husband, “You can have her shipped home for $5,000, or you can bury her here, in the Holy Land, for $150.” The man thought about it and told him he would just have her shipped home.
The undertaker asked, “Why would you spend $5,000 to ship your wife home, when it would be wonderful to be buried here and you would spend only $150?”
The man replied, “Long ago a man died here, was buried here, and three days later he rose from the dead. I just can’t take that chance.”
What I look for in boobs. 1. She has to have something there. Even most A cups have something there to enjoy.
2. she needs to be willing to let both of use enjoy them.
Last one for today, kiddies
What’s the difference between your paycheck and your dick?
You don’t have to beg your wife to blow your paycheck!
LOL Larry.
I see that bringing up the subject of boobs really kept the convo going. 😆
Yeah, the topic change did seem to liven things up a bit, eh? Talking about another drunk slut was kinda boring…..
Two deaf people get married. During the first week of marriage, they find that they are unable to communicate in the bedroom when they turn off the lights because they can’t see each other using sign language. After several nights of fumbling around and misunderstandings, the wife decides to find a solution.
“Honey,” she signs, “Why don’t we agree on some simple signals? For instance, at night, if you want to have sex with me, reach over and squeeze my left breast one time. If you don’t want to have sex, reach over and squeeze my right breast one time.”
The husband thinks this is a great idea and signs back to his wife, “Great idea. Now if you want to have sex with me, reach over and pull on my penis one time. If you don’t want to have sex, reach over and pull on my penis 50 times.”
Sometimes women are overly suspicious of their husbands. When Adam stayed out very late for a few nights, Eve became upset.
“You’re running around with other women,” she charged.
“You’re being unreasonable,” Adam responded. “You’re the only woman on earth.” The quarrel continued until Adam fell asleep, only to be awakened by someone poking him in the chest. It was Eve.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Adam demanded.
“Counting your ribs!”
‘I see that bringing up the subject of boobs really kept the convo going.’
When a woman hasn’t got sufficient male attention…it can be one of her go tos. Although going the shaming route because you have no clue what a man thinks is the wrong way to do it.
Don’t be that girl.
Like boobs I do
… “Counting your ribs!” [said Eve]
Actually, Adam had been out with Lilith – who, as legend has it, was created from the same clay that Adam was created from. Thus, Eve won’t find any missing ribs.
There are bare breasts at that link. Some may like them.
A Lilith…another feminist delusional myth.
Yoda:
Those boobs, green they would be?
A Lilith…another feminist delusional myth.
Don’t think they had feminists compiling the ancient Mesopotamia writings from which the idea of Lilith comes. But seems to be a myth nonetheless. An attempt to give meaning to what seems to be two different accounts of creation between Genesis 1:27 and Genesis 2:2 (God created male and female vs. God created Eve from Adam’s rib). And provides fodder for explaining where Cain got his wife. Creating babies with a half-sister from Adam and Lilith probably works better genetically than creating babies with a full sister.
I was just extending earl’s joke, not trying to start a debate over the Genesis story of creation.
Genesis 2:22
Larry – LOL!!!
Actually – extending Larry’s joke, not earl’s. There is a helicopter circling two blocks away, telling people to get back in their homes and whoever to “lay down your weapons”. A bit distracted while typing.
that’s … ummm … a bit disconcerting! hope all is okay.
@ Richard p, it’s simple, he was wishful thinking. But we both knew she’d be going home w/ him. Better him than me! (Her coming back here is not an option. Period. Even if he kicks her to the curb. Not my monkey, not my circus!)
@earl depends on the size of your hands! Lol
@ rpg
True, but pert C ‘s do cup nicely ;-D
Helicopter has finally left. Don’t know the outcome but assume they got their man.
Richard: “A Lilith…another feminist delusional myth.
Don’t think they had feminists compiling the ancient Mesopotamia writings from which the idea of Lilith comes. But seems to be a myth nonetheless.”
I’ve never had a clear opinion on that one. But feminists of not they definitely had a vision of the sort of female rage you’re seeing today. If our current time isn’t a “Medusa moment,” I don’t know what is!
God help those idiot females when Male Rage backlash kicks in all the way. They had best hide or find a willing male defender to protect them from the shitstorm that’s about to hit.
These bitches want real war, men will oblige them.
‘Like boobs I do’
It’s part of the package God gave to women…I like what God made…I don’t like it when women tell me I’m wrong for liking it or start tinkering with it.
When it was time to sit down at a table with lunch after the church service on Sunday, I sat down at a table with an old lady and her son. I find the old lady annoying. I was sitting next to Elizabeth, an attractive forty-five-year-old English teacher at the fashion college. Elizabeth led the church service. I had given her a hard time about her choice of clothing. She had a long baggy blouse and a longish baggy skirt, both charcoal. “What is up with the outfit? It’s only the first week of autumn. Are you headed to the Salem Witch Trials after church? How about some color? How about some skin?” It was going to be a relatively hot day. She sometimes dresses like she’s from West Massachusetts instead of West Los Angeles.
So Elizabeth with her plate of food sat down between me and the annoying old lady. Now it’s my understanding that Elizabeth has been seeing a guy who attends our church from thirty miles away. (For whatever reason, he wasn’t there on Sunday.) The guy had spent months going from church to church looking for a decent woman until he found her. Between his house and our church he drives past four million people. Decent women are hard to find. So since I’m the only decent guy in the church, and she is the only decent woman, we sat together at lunch.
The annoying old lady complemented Elizabeth on her plain look. (Red pill people are always complaining about these mythical Marxist feminists. But they’ve never met one. Well, Marxist feminists are my peeps, and the annoying old lady is one of them.) “I love how you’re not wearing any earrings,” she said to Elizabeth.
“Don’t listen to that old bat,” I said loudly enough for everyone but the hearing-impaired annoying old lady. “You need to wear earrings.”
“I love how you have your just pulled straight back,” the old lady said.
“Don’t listen to her,” I said. “You need to do something with your hair.”
“I love how you aren’t wearing any make up. Woman waste so much time trying to doll themselves up for men.”
“Forgodssake, don’t listen to her. Guys like make up.”
“I love your little [schoolmarm] glasses.”
“Ditch the glasses. Guys like chicks without glasses.”
I asked myself why this woman felt so confident in her man-hating. Then it dawned on me. She has a man. She committed emotional incest with her son. She and her son sit together like a married couple. That is the reason why so many feminist Baby Boomer women “don’t need no man.” It’s because they made surrogate husbands out of their sons. It happened to me too.
I have too many weapons, to lay them all down at the same time… lol
ah YUP!
I have too many weapons, to lay them all down at the same time… lol
my ex MIL and their youngest son, (who is in his 50’s now and never married yet lives with his parents), very much have an emotionally incestuous relationship. the first time this was brought to my attention was with my therapist all those years ago when i described parts of their relationship. he quickly identified it and indicated how sick it was. if you saw the two together and were able to not see the age difference, you would think they were married. it really is sick. of course, all three of them are sick, and it’s well rumored he prefers men (the ex BIL), and i wouldn’t be surprised.
Roger Blakely,
Most of the men I know do not like women wearing much or any make up.
Back in the day my girlfriend at the time and I were going to go out for the night. Something like a date night. I told her I was not taking her anywhere until she went and scrubbed all the junk off her face.
A new post at Spawny’s there is
https://spawnyspace.wordpress.com/2018/10/04/settling/
This is the true tragedy.
“Many of you out there wanted it, would have gone down the traditional path of wife and family had you been given a chance.”
But by 30-35 after a decade or more of fighting, they have at best given up, resigned that they are forever unwanted (just as women want them) or at worst jaded to the point of outright revulsion. (Not hatred, you have to want to hate.)
A tragedy authored by selfishness.
Well ladies. You have 40 more years to reread it, alone, every dark, boring night, until you die utterly alone, uncared for, rejected.
Once men clarify their position they are past anger, remourse, shame etc.
They are on a new plane.
The redpill rage man is angry because he still wants the old, the traditional, the women.
But once clarified he creates his world for himself. For his goals , his wants , his needs.
Everything else is ignored. Unnecessary. Unthought about.
Does a born and raised Hawaiian ever think about a snow shovel?
It just doesnt register. Its irrelevent.
This is the tragedy.
For once many men clarify themselves, transform, they cease to see women as sexual, romantic. They might as well be androgenous. They clarify the world into those they emote with, buddies, etc. And those they interact with.
Women. They still work with them, interact in public, etc.
But they no more see them as worthy of attention than the ATM machine. The interaction serves a purpose then is forgotten. Emotionless. Neutral.
You cease to exist as a woman. You become a role only. An interaction. Devoid of emotion.
http://999thepoint.com/files/2013/10/1383496_10202284283848086_932759151_n-630×630.jpg?w=980&q=75
For once many men clarify themselves, transform, they cease to see women as sexual, romantic. They might as well be androgenous.
Such is the view on the playground in the third grade, from both directions – male to female and female to male. The other sex, if it registers at all, is viewed is icky at this stage.
Now go look at what the playground looks like in the 11th grade.
Big difference. And what made that difference? The rising of hormones.
Male testosterone production is highest in their late teens, early 20s. By age 35, it is not the driver of attraction for many that it was at age 19.
It took the rise of testosterone to get the boys on the playground to even care that girls were around, to see them as something more than androgenous, to see them in a sexual (maybe romantic?) way. It makes sense that the fall-off of testosterone would ease older boys back into that not caring that girls are around, seeing them in a non-sexual, androgenous way. Having a lot of experience with girls behaving badly toward them will also help speed that process on its way.
Ame, I don’t know what kind of reaction you were trying to get with that image, but it worked.
i thought it fit with the discussion of boobs 🙂
wish i could have gotten the link to embed, but … ah, well.
Richard
Exactly. And the timing.
As testosterone fades men turn their energies to other less physical, urgent things. Philosophy, insight, literature. Their leisure is less urgent. Fishing or hiking instead of rock climbing. Thier homes become leather chairs, fireplaces and books instead of flashy chrome.
Add to that the duration of rejection or abuse. 5 years a man may tolerates hoping to outlast it. Ten years maybe internalizes it, maybe I am unworthy. Fifteen years he rejects it. I am better than this, I do not need this in my life. (20 year old to 35=15)
Just as women hit the ephifany stage and finally want the average guy is when the life experience and biology has him see her less. And it only gets worse.
With each year his drive fades, his toletence lessens, his life clarifies to be mancentic. Women become like the androdgenous grade 3 schoolmates.
And every year whatever attraction she has fades, beauty, fertility, pleasant demeanour. She literally fades into the woodwork.
And the ironic chuckle is they willingly, purposely did it to themselves.
“With each year his drive fades, his tolerence lessens, his life clarifies to be mancentic.”
I doubt his pursuits will become more mancentric as his T levels go lower and lower.
Hmmm, well, It does seem to take a great deal of effort, with considerable luck or perhaps even grace, to find a small measure of happiness for oneself and their loved ones in our current condition. On a far more positive outlook, I suspect that one’s inheritors will view your often desperate efforts as a blessing.
Liz
Yes. Mancentric meaning focused on himself. As in other pursuits, pleasing others, sacrifice his good for others cease to be a driving force.
I have enough for my simple needs, no need to plowhorse or strive for attention I no longer need. I can go fishing or sit in a duck blind or watch a fire or sit in my chair reading a book.
Why chase what has been for a decade seen as unobtainable and now no longer relevant. I just no longer bother to look so I no longer notice. Even if dangled right in front of me, my eyes are on my own pursuits.
Ladies its hard to pick your admirer when no one notices you.
In order for you to finally say yes, someone has to bother to ask.
And it is a bother.
I want to make sure I understand your argument Horseman, so let me just articulate what I’m processing here.
1)The key to male independence from women is lowering T as far as possible…gradeschool level is optimal so they won’t have any interest in women.
2) This will “show women” because the men won’t take an interest.
3) you’re hoping this catches on en masse.
If the above is accurate, it sounds like a pyrrhic victory to me.
Kind of reminds me of the joke about the guy who went to the doctor and asked about extending his life. Doctor asked about his vices and he had none so the doctor asked why exactly he wanted to live longer?
T is pretty important to male health. Low T causes depression (I won’t get into the social aspects but they are pretty legion too…Trudeau is low T, Trump high, who would you rather have a beer with?). In order to avoid high T one would have to avoid risky or competitive activity…not to mention exercise that increases muscle mass.
Liz
Not saying its preferable I am just pointing out the biological inevitable.
After 35 T starts dropping. We just aren’t raging with horny clouding our judgement.
Plus our tolerence for abuse is cumulative. We might put up with one womans nuclear rejection and get back in the ring. But after the twelfth such detonation we say fuck it.
So the female assumption “he was insane for me ten years ago so he will be overjoyed if I let him pursue me now, i am such a prize!”
Mmmm not so much.
Nature played a cruel trick on feminists.
You are biologically triggered in mid 30s to have a deep need for long term coupling.
We are biologically triggered by mid 30s to be content being autonomous and self sufficient.
Funny how that works.
I dont hope it catches on. Remember I have been married for 30 years and 6 days.
The loss of marriage deeply saddens me.
I am merely pointing out what I see as I am older than most of you. I see what is happening at 40-45-50-55. Unlike most of the poster and articles posted as reference.
E.g. at 30 I was upset if we did not have sex twice a week. Couches were made for horizontal hockey!
Today at 55?
My favorite part of our day is the hour we spend on the couch, upright!, reading the paper and talking about stuff. We still screw like bunnies but its more when it happens than its been 3 days and Im dyin here!!
As for showing women, society, etc. I am just projecting the feelings of men my age in general.
No one wins in this. We have, past tense, lost. The damage is done. Much to still manifest.
You, Bloom, Ame are what mid 40s? Look at what you see. Look at all the women Bloom talks about. Now project that lonliness out 15 years. A woman alone at 58 regrets a whole lot more than at 43.
Also due to age you still have hope. But hope for romance at 55….delussion!
No much of the sorrow is still to be felt.
And me and mrs are the last of our kind.
It deeply deeply saddens me
It is catching on en mass.
Look not at the lifestyle or opinion sections. Look at the business section.
Businessmen and ad dollars follow the trends, reflect reality. Truthfully.
Bloomberg for gods sake ran a piece last week that lingerie makers are marketing to women to wear it every day under work clothes…just cause, to make you feel pretty for you.
Why? Because they know selling lingerie to “attract a man” is a losing market. The article actually said that!!!
If victorias secret has given up on men chasing women…..
Yeah its en mass.
Tipping points are often hidden. They are not seen until their impacts are felt. But by then the system has changed. Mgtow and just male disinterest has grown enough to tip the system of long term coupling.
Again profoundly sad.
Horseman, I agree there is a trend for low T.
If you think this is not a good thing, we have no disagreement.
I think we all tend to measure things by our own world view. I just don’t see things the same…to me (and you’ve repeated it often) the belief that you and your wife are “the last of your kind” is kind of strange.
I just don’t see it that way…I admit I notice things are different with our boys than when we were growing up. I had boyfriends, Mike had girlfriends…this was an expected part of life and it is not anymore. Now boys and girls “hang out” together instead of date.
But I know my sons want what we have.
Our oldest jokes about ponies in the stable, but he wants to marry young as we did (and is semi-courting a nice Catholic girl now, though it’s a long distance thing….the daughter of friends of ours, very good family).
At any rate, now I’m just babbling.
Just some background though:
I’m in my mid 40s, yes.
When Mike is home we still fuck (on average) daily.
P.s. y’all see the single moms, the divorces, the carnage, the implosions. Dancer worrying her looks are fading, women worrying about when the kids are gone, guys asking if they should get back out there.
My reality? My social group?
A 55 year old career girl who thanked the gods she got married first time at 54 to a nice guy. 6 weeks later he stroked keeping his mind but destroying his speech.
A 58 year old guy, frivorced at 35 but still online dating, still really alone, trying to fool himself that someone in this world cares for him. He is facing a diagnosis of liver cancer…alone.
Couple married 41 years still desperately in love, enjoying every moment together. Married when she was 18, he is worried about her because he has stage 4 cancer. I had the “would you look after her when I am gone” request two weeks ago. (She will move in with us when it happens).
A friend 50 now really scared because the last kid left home last year, child support stopped, seperation assets long gone, savings of 1.50 on a good day. Ok as long as she is working but retirement…..
All my clients, many 45-55, needing to hire me to do simple husband shit like hang pictures or wheelbarrow dirt around the garden. The smiles of them “having a man around for an afternoon”. And the slight sadness when I present the bill that the ” weekend chores together” was a workman.
I see every fucking day the lonliness, bitterness, worst of all the resignation.
The “it is too late for me.”
It is coming for most people.
And then at 2:15 in the morning, the house is quiet and I wonder what woke me up. Its Mrs rolling over and stretching out her hand to hold mine in her sleep.
“Thank you gods, it is not too late for me.”
Liz we are 55 and 54. Outside are parents we know exactly 4 couples who are married to their first time spouses. 30th anniversary? 3. How many do you know.
Bloom and ames are second marriages. How long for you and mike?
I am just reporting my lived experience.
Lifetime marriage is observably dead. Marriages of 25 years to raise kids to leaving home? Rare. 7 year starter marriages? Common.
I am just reporting what I see.
Be honest, not what you think or hope.
How many of you know couples who are bio parents to their kids been married 20+? What proportion are they? How many 45+ people you know have a dedicated partner to see them thru a life event?
Of the regulars here how many are first time 20+ year marrieds?
P.s. statistically by 55 1 in 4 of you WILL be diagnosed with a serious illness starting…heart disease, insulin dependent diabetes, parkinsons, etc.
You dont see it that way…good, I am glad. You believe it.
I wish I could, I truly do. I SEE with my eyes, not my heart, differently.
(Holding hands in the coffee shop waitress asked how long we have been going out….”30 years dear.” Holding hands is assumed to be a new relationship. Sad.)
What are y’alls ages and how long have you been married?
Lets do a survey.
We are the last of our kind observedly.
My biggest wish for peoplekind is that everyone had the simple comfort we have. Someone who knows your history, inately, after that much time and faith that, gods willing, you will have just as long together in front of you.
My most profound sadness is having to try to explain what that is like to others. Its as natural as breathing. She has always been there and always will.
I have been with her a decade longer than I was with my parents. Who had the bigger influence on who I am?
Think of that. Think of your parents, think of their influence. Now add a decade. (Thats married, not counting the 6 years I knew her as a friend.)
Now think of your dog. Think if they would live until you died 40 years from now. That comfort, that stability, that continuation.
Those two things ARE my life. What I wish society had not thrown away. What I wish for all of you.
Peoplekind is sarcastic.
Fucking Trudeau
I know we are very unusual, this is our 26th year of marriage.
I do know a lot of couples who are still married.
It depends on the community….the last place we lived, divorced couples were extreme outlier exceptions. So….just around the block there were about twenty long term (over 20 year) married couples. One on the corner was a second marriage (his first wife died of cancer), five kids. If I thought about it and extended beyond that block, and took a lot of time there are probably 50 or so couples I know in longterm marriages….or more.
But some communities are different. The one I lived in before that last divorces were common, ubiquitous, and longterm marriages comparatively rare (happy ones almost nonexistent). It has been different depending on our location…we’ve moved 20 times in 25 years so we’ve seen a lot.
“P.s. statistically by 55 1 in 4 of you WILL be diagnosed with a serious illness starting…heart disease, insulin dependent diabetes, parkinsons, etc.
Horseman I believe the statistics are even worse than that. Our chances of leaving this world alive are zero. Someone will die first. Just hope it’s me.
Hooray for sex daily club Liz!!!!! ❤ ❤
I've told you before, but you and Mike are our goals.
Horseman – you and i were born the same year … remember 😉
most people i know and have known a long time (25-30+ years) are still married to their first spouse, their children are grown and some married with children, so grandbabies 🙂 . i have no idea how often they have sex b/c i haven’t asked 🙂
some of my friends are on their second marriages but have been married a long time to their second and most have kids w/their second – some of those on second b/c first spouse died. i do have some divorced friends due to spouse leaving them for another, both men and women.
I am happy for Liz and Ame!!
Maybe its an Ontario thing. Toronto is ranked worse than L.A. for being relationship friendly.
I hope I am wrong, who knows. At least you get it, value it. Why in the world people would so easily discard it.
Thanks Horseman. 🙂
I do know I’m blessed and fortunate.
mhm
“Maybe its an Ontario thing.”
No maybe about it, even Quebec is friendlier if you at least attempt some French. I think it is because feminism has contaminated southern Ontario further than anywhere else in this country.
My late wife and myself lived in a redneck redoubt for the last 40 years. In our two block area, there are at least 14 long term married couples plus four people whose spouses have passed recently. There are only two divorces and one of those has been remarried for about 20 years. So Liz is correct, communities differ, women in some either refused the Kool-ade all together or have since repented their hatred.
So enjoy our Thanksgiving, there is hope ;-D
horseman said: Lifetime marriage is observably dead.
Depends on who is doing the observing.
Statistics say that the divorce rate is approaching 50%. That means the never-divorced rate is at 50% or higher.
But then, the statisics on divorce include folks on second and third marriages who get divorced. So the never-divorced rate is (observably?) higher than 50%.
Lifetime marriage has a ways to go before it expires.
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Also – testosterone acts as an inhibitor on the action of estrogen. In men, as testosterone wanes, the effects of estrogen are inhibited less and become more pronounced. (The opposite happens for women; as their estrogen levels begin to drop, the effects of the testosteorne become more pronounced – quite often leading to behavioral changes. Helps explain why old ladies sometimes grow mustaches.)
One of the most visible manifestation of this is weepy old men. Wife’s father was a good example of this, and drove wife’s older sister nuts. Couldn’t stand to see dad acting more like a lady than a jock.
Lower effects from testosterone and higher effects from estrogen generally tend to make men more community and care-taking oriented, not less. Horseman, that truth will probably interfere with the vision you painted upthread of MGTOW as testosterone levels drop. They actually might become more community oriented.
Why in the world people would so easily discard it.
idk, Horseman. they buy the koolaide.
i grew up on the beach in florida and left when i graduated at 17 and haven’t been back, so i don’t know how those i graduated with fared in this life. seems i caught up with some of them on facebook once, and it was mixed. my bff from highschool is still married with their four daughters. i keep up with one guy from HS who is divorced twice – both times she left him. he’s swallowed TRP and won’t make that mistake again.
in my family – my brother divorced his first wife; still married to 2nd after 15? years. they’ll make it. two kids with first, one of those in heaven; none with second. one sister married a divorced guy years ago – have 3. they’ll make it. other sister intentionally had a baby when she wanted … baby daddy was a mess, married the guy she could get … had a kid with him … divorced him – is the typical woman talked about out here. my mom left my dad after 40+ years of marriage saying she didn’t want to be miserable the last years of her life. they’re both bad, selfish, narcissistic, but i think she’s the worst of the two as she’s done lots of bad things in the name of God; well, he has, too. they’re equally bad. i have as little as possible to do with either of them and not much contact with my siblings. interesting … my paternal grandfather was also divorced from his first wife – no kids with her. only one with second wife. if maternal grandparents were faithful, i’d be shocked as they rarely lived in the same house much less the same country, voluntarily, and when he got alzheimer’s, she moved in with a man they knew when they were young and lived with him till she croaked. and my story’s been told often enough. i didn’t want the divorce. didn’t want him to leave. begged him not to. but he did, after 20 years. 2nd Hubs and i have been married 9+years. i hate divorce. i hate that it’s so much a part of my life. i hate everything about it. if i could go back and change it, i would. but i can’t.
For horsemans quiz.
My wife and I are early 40’s been married 18 yrs.
Regarding people that we know; around town we know plenty of divorced people. If you focus on our friends and family you can count all the divorces on one hand. I know fare more people that have been in marriage 20+ years than I know divorced people.
I went to church yesterday. Oh, the crying. I don’t mean figuratively. I mean real tears. I think that American women have collectively lost their minds. I don’t say this as a throw-away comment. They really are losing their sanity.
The reaction to the Kavanaugh nomination process is a test. The only women who can be dealt with are those who can take an objective view of the Kavanaugh confirmation process. Any woman who is angry about the confirmation of Kavanaugh on the basis that he sexually assaulted Christine Blasey Ford is not a woman who can be taken seriously. BTW, I have not yet run into a woman who can take an objective view of the confirmation of Kavanaugh. To my mind the correct response goes something like this: “OK. I don’t want a right-wing justice on the Supreme Court either. But these flimsy allegations against Kavanaugh make us all look like fools.”
I’m not trying to make a political statement. I am trying to point out that American women have lost their minds. The women that I have spoken to are white-hot with rage. Many women mention their own experience with sexual assault. But what does that have to do with Kavanaugh? Somehow they think that their experience with sexual assault makes Kavanaugh guilty. I don’t dare contradict them.
I was talking to one woman who didn’t pass the test but who is slightly more sane. I said that we need to start talking about how middle-class-white-woman feminism is completely bankrupt. She said, “Why? They won’t listen to you. They’ll just lynch you.” That’s how I feel about American women. American women are just one huge lynch mob.
Forgot to add thanks Stephanie I’m sure it will be the same for you. You two remind me a lot of us. 🙂
Roger I agree. There’s just no rational frontal lobe activity happening at all. Hard to believe these ladies can actually (presumably) function on the day to day and survive with so little awareness. It’s a form of payback vicarious punishment too all men for their own poor life decisions. Has no business in a civilized society and if things get uncivil they’re going to have a lot more to complain about. But they’ll be complaining a lot less.
A new post at Spawny’s there is
https://spawnyspace.wordpress.com/2018/10/08/not-serious/
Hall: Kavanaugh was molded in the image of Justice Kennedy
https://video.foxnews.com/v/5845712992001/?#sp=show-clips
that’s crazy, Roger Blakely. and they never stop to realize that those who lie and/or distort the truth do as much damage or more to the victims than those who tell the truth.
and would they ever stand outside an abortion clinic and wept over the babies murdered? no. never. they would weep for those who do not have the freedom to murder innocent babies.
#FleaToo ?
https://www.cnn.com/2018/10/08/health/typhus-epidemic-los-angeles-bn/index.html
aaand of course it’s all men’s fault
Bloom – delete this if you don’t want it here. A little something quiet for the stressed mommies in these parts. I’m shortening the title out of consideration for the wider audience of readers.
I Love You *
The story by the stressed mommy who composed the song.
I sang that to my children to calm them when they were babies, Richard!
That and this one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fVliokreqE
That last was my the “night time prayer song”.
Thanks for sharing, hadn’t heard it in many years. 🙂
ahhh … i sang that to my girls all the time, too, especially at bedtime 🙂
i had not head the story of the song .. thank you for sharing that, Richard.
music is a huge part of our lives 🙂
So the woman who I was talking to at church who wasn’t perfect but at least had some sense comes from Nicaragua. I told her that we need to talk about how middle class-white-woman feminism is a toxic catastrophe that needs to be opposed. She agreed. She said that Nicaragua has the same problem. She said that there are college-educated women in the cities, mostly lesbians, who see their primary political struggle as against men as opposed to against social injustice. (We are looking for the social justice warriors to actually fight for social justice instead of seeking opportunities to have conflict-gasms.) Feminist Nicaraguan peasant women are not fighting against their men. Feminist Nicaraguan peasant women need their men to go out into the fields with their rubber boots and their machetes and bring home the resources that the family needs. Feminist Nicaraguan peasant women are fighting for basic needs; i.e, food, shelter, health care, education and transportation. She said, speaking of the white, middle-class, feminist women at my church, “They want a man who is going to wash their panties. What am I going to do with a man who washes my panties?”
They don’t really want a man who washes their panties.
No one does.
They just want to see if they can get men to wash their panties.
Oh, Liz, you’re right. I get caught by shit tests all of the time because I have been conditioned to take women seriously. I keep forgetting. How do you run a society when you can’t take women seriously at any level? Paul Elam says, “I don’t hate women. I just understand them. And that often looks like the same thing.”
“How do you run a society when you can’t take women seriously at any level?”
I think that’s kind of the key to a functional society. Also the key to liking women.
Estrogen isn’t the hormone that inspires a lot of rational deep thinking.
High maintenance (also volatile, often scatty dopey and confused) equipment is the price of doing babies.
Wow, Liz. That is some profound stuff. You have just given me license to live a much better life.
I think it is equipment and wet ware designed to keep mom from wandering too far away from children. Can you imagine how neglected the children would be if mom was infected with wanderlust and blessed with exceptional navigational skills and would wander for days tracking prey (thinking back to cavemen days).
Brain fog to keep her wary about wandering too far from home, and a good sniffer to figure out what food and food by-products to discard serve better to keep the children tended to and safe.
@Liz and Ame and any one else who listened: I thought that version presented a mellow mood for those who need some mellow. Glad you liked it. And I have a new appreciation for the type of mothering y’all did – knowing that you sang these songs to your children.
Oh squee! I like being helpful! 🙂
(I like Richard’s take on wet ware design there too) 😆
You might find (when you stop taking them seriously) women start to try to please YOU. That’s a lot better, and the way things are supposed to be.
“High maintenance (also volatile, often scatty dopey and confused) equipment is the price of doing babies.”
+1 !!!!
LOL…
“Estrogen isn’t the hormone that inspires a lot of rational deep thinking.”
LOL, okay, fair enough ;-D
it is so much nicer to be around men who accept women as women. my first husband would get so angry, incensed, because i didn’t think like him and wasn’t good at things he was good at. then he’d turn around and be intensely jealous about the things i was good at that he wasn’t.
if he would have just accepted that i was a woman, and that i was normal in my femininity and estrogen fog 😉 … life would have been so much happier for both of us, but especially for him.
Yeah kid, if we cannot at least acknowledge the strengths and weaknesses of each other, the normal natural complemental powers, the couple will always be in big trouble. But there is a lot of space, my wife was ‘dopted and beloved by the gobblers, a master gardener, an incredible baker, an angler, a hunter, but above all else a lover ;-D
@Liz said: You might find (when you stop taking them seriously) women start to try to please YOU.
We have a recessed front door. Porch light is on front of house and front door is maybe 30 inches recessed from the front of the house. So porch light doesn’t help a lot at night when fumbling with keys.
I casually mentioned to wife that I might get one of those battery-powered plastic dome lights that you push on and the light comes on to attach above our heads when standing at the front door. And night we could just reach up and push on the light and it would come on for while we get our key in the lock. Couple of days later wife comes home with a sealed bag of such lights – probably 12 or so in the pack. I only needed one.
Trying to please and actually pleasing can be two different things sometimes.
Give her an A for effort, Richard. 😆
Oh, I did. That was just the first example I thought of, out of many other instances, where she has proved the truth of your statement that I quoted.
‘The women that I have spoken to are white-hot with rage. Many women mention their own experience with sexual assault. But what does that have to do with Kavanaugh? Somehow they think that their experience with sexual assault makes Kavanaugh guilty. I don’t dare contradict them.’
Sounds more like victim signalling to me. Especially since the definition of rape and sexual assault has expanded to regret fornicating with a guy they barely know. The hookup culture, promiscuity, and the pill have done more to promote sexual assault on women than men just going rapey everywhere.
What are the odds they were really sexually assaulted? I would like to think an actual sexual assault victim could separate her own person trauma due to a particular man that did it to her and a man being accused of it that had nothing to do with her…but then again I’m not a woman. For reference how many women who suffered at the hands of Bill Clinton came to the forefront to denounce Kavanaugh because of the feels they got from the trauma of Clinton?
I expect victim signalling to continue to be the lead thing single women do to try and get attention once their body starts to age and doesn’t do it anymore.
The growing indifference from men will also continue to exacerbate the mental & emotional instability in American women.
This was a comment at Dalrock’s which also points this out.
I got some good news from the laboratory at Kaiser last week. The report said, “Sperm counted per high magnification field: 0 sperm.”
“What are the odds they were really sexually assaulted? I would like to think an actual sexual assault victim could separate her own person trauma due to a particular man that did it to her and a man being accused of it that had nothing to do with her…”
My dad was shot down by Vietcong when he was flying one of those little reconnaissance planes. He was close enough to see the “gooks” cheering for joy after shooting off most of one of the wings. He decided he wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of watching him crash and die (there was no doubt in his mind he would die…it was on fire), so he tried to fly the thing out of sight and actually made it to the base. As luck would have it, the force of the landing broke off one wheel, which set it into the ground and as the thing exploded the centripetal force pushed the explosion away from the interior. Miraculously he survived.
Know how many times I heard that story? Not once…I read it in a magazine he’d kept though. When he started to go senile, he told Mike about it. He was in three wars and the only story i ever got out of him was the time his engine was on fire and he was forced to eject and he landed in a big tree.
Oops….not centripetal force, centrifugal force. Haven’t thought about force vectors in a long long while.
I’ve been trying to get my head around the implication of Liz’s comments. They were 1) that your society goes dysfunctional when women are taken seriously at any level, and 2) that men will like women again after they stop expecting women to act like adults.
It is clear that gender equality and taking women seriously is an experiment that humanity has been running for over one hundred years. We now have enough evidence to conclude that the experiment has failed. Pretending that women are equal to men and taking women seriously has proven to be a civilization-ending mistake. But it was only in hindsight that we were able to see it as a mistake. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Men are blameless in the failure of this experiment. Men have no reason to feel anything but pride. Women asked for gender equality and to be taken seriously. It was out of their love for women that men complied. It was not men to have a problem with gender equality. It is women who cannot handle it. Beta males are perfectly happy. It’s women who can’t stand beta males and their simp ways. It wasn’t men who were unwilling to take women seriously. It was women who showed that they are children and that it is a mistake to leave them without adult supervision. At this point Lucy has a lot of ‘splaining to do.
It is clear that … taking women seriously is an experiment that humanity has been running for over one hundred years. We now have enough evidence to conclude that the experiment has failed.
There she stands, stark naked and dripping wet, on the balcony of the 34th floor apartment. Her clothes lie at her feet since they will just create drag. She is going to fly. She is going to flap her arms and fly away. She grasps the balcony rail and puts one foot up, preparing to stand on the rail.
There he stands, watching her. He takes her seriously.
That he takes her seriously phrase is useless to us, since we have no clue from the story to tell us which way he takes her seriously:
1. He believes her when she says she can fly. He will stand there and give her support and encourage her in her effort.
2. He believes that she thinks she can fly, but knows that she is mistaken. Because he takes seriously her intent to fly, he locks arms around her and wrestles her back into the apartment and secures the sliding glass door. Then ties her to a chair and calls the police.
I think the natural progression of experience for most men is from Point 1 to Point 2 – unless lucky enough as a boy to be exposed to the truth of Point 1 through reading or listening to older men in his life. He can then progress fairly straight-forwardly to Point 2 without having to live through Point 1. But that would probably be the exception.
RichardP, I think that you’re right. Almost every woman I know is engaged in some form of suicide. They are such strong, independent women. The Captain just can’t be bothered anymore.
@Roger said: Almost every woman I know is engaged in some form of suicide.
And many (all?) of them do not know they are engaged in some form of suicide.
What to do when he knows that but she doesn’t. If he stands there and lets her do it – or worse, cheers her on to show he supports her – is he complicit in her death? If he grabs her and pulls her down off the rail, he is oppressing her and stifling her budding talent at flying.
I have long thought that the struggle between men and women has been of the type expressed in this sequence (Persian proverb) – men trying to get women from the first line to the last line, or at least as far as their ability will allow them to progress:
– He who knows not, and knows not that he knows not, is a fool. Shun him.
– He who knows not, and knows that he knows not is simple. Teach him.
– He who knows, and knows not that he knows, is asleep. Wake him.
– He who knows, and knows that he knows is wise. Follow him.
Full disclosure: I think that women know things that would be useful for men to know. So I understand this struggle goes both ways. Women trying to bring men from the first line to the last line. It is just that if men cannot wrestle a good harvest from the ground that God cursed, or build a defense against nature for him and his family, because the woman he needs from help won’t help him in the way he needs help, the repercussions on him and her and their immediate society will be harsher than the repercussions if the man doesn’t listen to the story she wants to tell.
A couple of nights back, Mike was in the hotel with some folks from his airline class. There was a pharmaceutical sales team party in one of the ballrooms and they had a mechanical bull. So naturally they crashed the party.
Mike explained to the woman operating the bull, he was very sorry they were late, but the lady who just came in (part of his class, a pilot who’d flown for Frontier for ten years) had been the Oklahoma state champion bull rider! Couldn’t she just give her a chance to ride?
The Frontier pilot sashayed up to the bull, attempted to climb on but really couldn’t even sit on top because she was too inebriated.
The woman working the mechanical bull gave him the stink eye.
LIfe’s actually a lot more fun when you don’t take everything terribly seriously.