I wrote that web site back in like 1994.
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I wrote that web site back in like 1994.
Thank you for posting this hoah, this page was brutal. Some his points made me laugh out loud at the sheer insanity of this institution.
The problem with that article is that he's assuming that all men marry single-minded, lazy, selfish women - which is exactly what he's trying to say men are not. He's dispelling one extreme while going over to the other, and the whole thing is filled with subjectivity and half-truths.
One thing is clear though: This dude got burned bad by a woman.
Yes, he made it clear that he was talking about Western women.Quote:
Originally Posted by Melf
Ah, gotcha. I thought he was just making a sweeping and subjective generalization. :p
A non single-minded, lazy, & selfish woman is extremely rare. There is often little choice in finding better. Women exist primarily to steal your $$ and destroy any amount of happiness you have in life.Quote:
Originally Posted by Melf
I almost married a Polish-born girl, but after living in this country for 10 years she had already been transformed into a lazy whore who felt entitled to my money, time, and emotional energy.
Did anyone check out the links on this page? Check this out:
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/wdc/121436951.html
tldr? stfu plzQuote:
A public service announcment for guys about marriage
Date: 2005-12-30, 10:04AM EST
OK guys, I was talking last night and we got a consensus of at least ten guys that the following is what lies ahead for you in marriage. So think carefully before you pop the question.
Year one: Sex, sex, sex. All you could want. On the floor, in the woods, the car, the beach. Every time you’re alone, you’re banging like rabbits. Nothing is off limits. Nowhere either one of you won’t lick, tickle or tease. Each time you look at her naked body, you are filled with gratitude that God has given you this woman.
Year two: It slows down, but you try to keep it hot just out of fear. You don’t want to become one of those couples. But now there’s no more spontaneous blowjobs. Things are more routine, but that’s OK because you’re still getting it regular and you’re happy.
Years 3-5: Along comes the house and kids. Through it all, you find less and less time or reason to have sex. You go from 7 or more orgasms a week down to probably once a month. You get a bloated beer belly and your love handles turn into big bulges. She gets flabby with baby weight that just won’t go away. The second kid is even worse. She refuses to get stitched up after the second kid and so she’s now so loose you can’t even come inside her. When you do have sex, it’s like fucking a bowl of pudding.
Years 5-7: You decide to get back in shape, to try to revive your sex life. You get trimmed down at the gym, almost to where you were before marriage. She gives it a half-hearted effort, but can’t make much progress. She refuses to wear any lingerie you buy her, instead coming to bed in a T-shirt (if you’re lucky) or a torn up set of PJs. And you now have to beg and schedule sex, which is cold and automatic. You now are masturbating regularly. In the shower, in the bathroom at work, anywhere, anytime you have a private moment. But the effect is minimal and you are constantly horny. For the first time, you will contemplate divorce. You’ll visit web sites about it and perhaps skim a book in the bookstore about divorce.
Years 7-9: You find yourself staring in amazement at this woman and trying to remember when she was hot. Want a preview? Picture your girlfriend, now thicken up her arms by a third. Picture her ass all flattened and her legs thicker and more muscular. When you do convince her to make love, she usually quickly gets on her knees for you to enter her from behind and asks you not to fuckup her cold cream while you’re doing her. She’s dry as a bone and the scent of unwashed ass wafts up as you’re trying to bang her. She is hoping for another baby, but it seems unlikely. Your stomach churns at just the thought. By now you’ve had an affair or two. Maybe a crazy chick at the office or a couple hookers now and then, but the stress of it is too much. You are in disbelief that you are actually now masturbating in bed beside her as she snores.
Year 9: It’s over. You occasionally score some outside poontang, but it’s expensive. Your wife now openly scorns any advances you make. If you suggest she get in shape, she labels you a woman-hater. Real men like women with curves, not sticks. Curves, sure, you think, but not roll after roll of blubber. She has stopped shaving, so that if you try to go down on her the hair is everywhere, matted and full of snarls. You hope to God she’s banging someone on the side, but you know it’s unlikely. You try to titty fuck her, but she doesn’t like that. There’s now no way to have an orgasm while you’re actually touching her.
Year 10: You can’t sleep through the night. Even masturbating doesn’t help. You surf the Web or drink into the wee hours, praying for death’s sweet release to come and take you or her. You’ve talked with a lawyer, but after he lays out the reality for you, you know that can’t afford divorce unless you’re prepared to live in your parent’s basement while all your income goes toward maintaining your wife and kids. Plus, you love the kids. You can’t bear the thought of splitting up their family. Your future stretches before you like a desert, baking and sucking the life out of anything that tries to cross it.
Half-truths except for the fact they are so often true. Most of my friends are now married. Most have only been married for a 1-3 years. And already the majority of my married male friends are unhappy and all but saying they regret getting married.Quote:
Originally Posted by Melf
A coworker of mine told me about his last job where they had a vote to work either four 10 hour days or five 8 hour. He loved the idea of always having 3 day weekends and was shocked to see it got voted against almost unanimously. He asked a coworker why and he said "you're obviously not married, I'm not spending another whole day with that bitch"
Anecdotal evidence sure, but when it comes to unhappy marriages -- especially the man -- this anecdotal evidence is everywhere.
(And obviously there are happily married men out there too, my Dad is one of them, but I definitely have come to believe they are a very lucky minority)
The funniest thing about marriage is, and women don't get this, is:
If a man is married to a woman, he most probably thinks she's "the one" and all that stuff and will, more than likely, bend over backwards to do the "little things" that are required to make a woman feel important IF:
He gets laid once in a while, is allowed to drink here and there, and can see his buddies once in a while. If a guy is getting this stuff, he's happy. If all of this becomes a chore, simply tolerated, or an outright project for the woman then the man will not be happy anymore. I know this is terribly oversimplified, but for the most part it's true. If this stuff is reasonably forthcoming, the guy won't have a problem mowing the lawn, helping around the house, going out to dinner, etc...
Women turn sex into a huge mindfuck after being married for a while (most women, not all women, and particularly western women) and will convince themselves that everything else has higher priority over this. Where and when they decide that orgasms simply aren't worth the time or that fucking the old bastard is "duty" and not something that's also for them is beyond me. Lived it and heard too many stories from too many people that are exactly the same and the shame of it all is that guys are really, really simple to keep happy if they love you.
Women need to be encouraged towards a healthy sexual outlook. This whole prude shit as a standard needs to stop. Sex is healthy, exciting and definitely anything but dull.
If they can handle that responsibility. But people are glorified children who can pay rent these days.