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Hello men,
Here is my first post.
My road to mgtow was a battered amd broken one. I’m abot to end my second marriege. My first was a brutal eighteen months . I was single and banging pretty much any woman I wanted until I came back in contact with cupcake. We were sweethearts when we were very young and lost contact as we grew older. When I saw her again she took my breath away. I began to slow the booty call from other women until they were very few and far between. Eventually there was only her and my work I own a drilling company and for me work is pretty important. So much so it cost me my first wife. I learned an important lesson back then. A man has to take time to live, and for my single years I lived large. Until that is until cupcake 2.0 brought me to my knees. She is still beautiful to this day but I’ve grown to hate the woman. We married in 96 and two years later I gave in to having a child. She gave me a son who is now a young man I’m proud of. For a few years life was grand. I had a beautiful wife and son, owned a rather large company and could afford to do the enjoyable things in life, like an idiot I allowed 2.0 to work in the business thinking this would afford us time tighter and it did. None of this was a problem really just telling a story. Anyway the day came when 2.0 explained she wasn’t happy working in the drilling business and she wanted a job outside so she would “feel more fulfilled” so I put her through school and she jot her new job. As time went by she worked her way up in her new healthcare based job. Little by little she had less and less time for the marriage. In 03 we built a new house and moved the family in. Life was still pretty good though the warning signs were beginning to appear. Long hours at work and now the new job has her on call so as you might guess even more time was taken. I began to resent her independence and constant running. We stopped vacationing together and relegated only a long weekend here and there for “us time” . Even that eventually stopped. I would bring it to her attention that I was pretty lonely and need the company of my beautiful wife. I began to get the “you only want sex” speech and of course that’s true. But i also wanted my wife. I tell you men I was drop dead head over heels in love with the women. It was becoming apparent that the women she worked with were nothing but hospitle basement trolls that were bitter pudgy c~~~s in bad marriages. I was found to be totally correct. In 06 I got the “I love you but I’m not in love with you speech” and thus was my que to start preparing my exit. Even though I didn’t want to I did it anyway. The wrighting was on the wall, easy to see, hard to understand, and damn near impossible to accept. I moved accounts and equipment out of harms way over the years. I began to save money in places that would be impossible to link to my personal funds and set up trust for what o knew would one day come. In 09cupcake began to bring one of these bitter hospitle trolls to my home. You know the drill. “She’s my friend and she has serious marital problems”. I say yeah and so do you maybe get your own problems fixed before you “help” your new sister. Well, that never happened. The two were joined at the hip and this, this fat troll was stealing time with my wife from me that was legitimately mine and in my own home. West ill had a son to raise and I knew the game was over. So I forced my self to allow these weekend husband bashing fest. I put a baby monitor in the basement lounge so I could covertly listen in from time to time. I’ll tell you this gave me a very unique understanding and perspective on the female psyche. The truth is they hate us for being men. So deeply, so complete was the hatred these two women have for the men in their lives it latterly took my breath away. (Ill talk more on that elsewhere). This went in for two years, and the bond these two had was obviously pretty deep. I would come home from work at 4:am and find them asleep on the couch latterly cuddling in each others arms. You know “comforting” her poor little troll friend. One evening I heard on my covert high tech. Ok baby monitor the two going at it lesbian stile. And wouldn’t ya know it the only thing I had was an old android first gen to catch them in the act. Which I did for over three minutes. That was all I could take before crashing the party. Totally busted tung down each others throat and wet fingers all around busted. Ya know they both completely denied it. I’m shooting video on my phone and they have the un mitigated gall to tell me that I didn’t see what I just seen. Can you believe the mind game you would have to play with yourself to even imagine “were innocent” Timmy a f~~~ing break. Any way I threw the troll bitch out if my house and had a long hart gut check talk with2.0. We still had a job to do raising our son and I wasn’t quite ready with moving assets just yet. But I got to tell you it sure hardened my heart and planted the seeds of hatred that have now bloomed in to a massive tree of f~~~ you bitch. From that point I began to slow down my business and hey why not 2.0 jas a good job let her pay some bills and ill enjoy raising my son. I still worked but I backed way off on the gross income. I was now laying a trap for this back stabbing unfaithful new addition to the hospital basement troll. Her life was getting more and more out if control and I totally believe it was because I let her have her own way, I was giving her road. One evening she came home from one of her family functions with my son so drunk she could nearly make it in the door and to her don’t f~~~ing touch me char, yes with my young son. I was p~~~ed off. I had to get this drunk off her chair and out of my sons sight.She had on a short denim wrap around skirt and black panties which as I tossed her drunk ass into bed I noticed were quite soiled in seaman from being pulled to the side and getting banged, behind the bleachers at the local park I would later find out. But the next morning cupcake gets up, happy as a clam (pun intended) as if nothing had happened. I sad so,, did ya wonder why you woke up this morning without your panties? Nothing but doe eyes as if maybe I had taken advantage of her drunken stupor. Nope wasn’t me pumpkin. But I’ll tell ya where they are. They are in the safe in a ziplock baggy. Bet hay can’t guess why. Again the female mind began to spin events until I was damn near convinced she had no idea what had happened. Un believe able !,,, still I wasn’t quite ready. 2013 I began to go to lawyers. All of them! Just to cover my bases as best I could. This will come in handy for conflict of interest in the future. I bugged her car with video and audio. I have hours and hours of video and audio of sweet flirty conversations, I still haven’t busted her in the act yet with this new high tech stuff. out the old android vid is alive and well and stashed I’d several hard copies and around the web in private FTP in the sate I live in infidelity can be used as breach of the marital contract and put me in a fairly good posission. I’ve allowed my earnings to fall well below hers and was a house husband for a few years. I…. Have assumed the female hand on a legal sense. And soon my brothers I will finally start to live my own life again.. My son is now grown. My business is where I can restart it IF I want to. And cupcake is in a position to pay me alimony for as long as I live. The moral of the story. Don’t trust these bitches. I don’t care how much you love them. They will almost always f~~~ it up. It’s what they do. And moral #2 is don’t f~~~ with me! I have the patients of a snyper and eventually I will pull the trigger…… That’s my story fellas thanks for reading, and thanks for the years of allowing me to lurk, read and become a stronger man for it. Moby. Please excuse my tipos. Did this on an iPad in a truck. I can fix them later.
This is an excerpt from a book entitled Menace of the Herd, or Procrustes at Large by a man named Erik von Kuehnelt-Leddihn. Leddihn was a socio-political theorist amongst other things was a giant amongst men in his field. He was a columnist for National Review for 35 years or so, but more importantly wrote a number of important works on Democracy, Monarchy, and Totalitarianism. You can get a feel for who he was on this Wikipedia article.
This particular excerpt is Part I, Section V of the above mentioned book. It is entitled Woman Today, and I thought it was interesting enough to share. Leddihn’s books are an education in and of themselves, although he can be a bit technical at times, which isn’t surprising considering the man spoke eight languages and could read in an additional seventeen languages. Nevertheless, for any MGTOW, his ideas and discussions are well worth browsing through. Keep in mind that Leddihn was Catholic, which shows clearly in his writings.
For those who are interested in the larger work, the book is in the public domain, and can be downloaded either in PDF or ePub format from http://www.mises.org. Here is the direct link (http://mises.org/document/3082/The-Menace-of-the-Herd-or-Procrustes-at-Large). If I’m breaking rules by listing the link, please let me know. A number of Leddihn’s other books can be found on the Mises.org site. Other notable works that are well worth the read are Leftism, Liberty or Equality, and Monarchy & War.
Without further ado…
V
WOMAN TODAY
“It is life one loves in woman.” — Jacques Chardonne, in Aimer c’est plus que l’amour.
IT IS self-evident that an integral horizontalism and collectivism demands a mechanistic identification of man and woman. (This school of thought comes finally to the “logical” conclusion that there should be no difference between human beings and beasts.)71 Absolute equality and identification of man and woman carried to the extreme has very far-reaching consequences not only in the realm of politics but also in the sphere of culture and biopsychology.72The term “equality” in this connection is used neither in the metaphysical nor in the legal sense. We use “equality” here rather with a meaning of functional identity — which may have some connection with the legal term but lacks practically every metaphysical aspect.
This functional identity — the Germans would use the term Gleichsetzung — following a large-scale emancipation of women never necessarily increases the influence of women on culture, civilization, or even politics. Owing to the wrong use made of the best female talents, we see rather a diminution of feminine influence ensuing from such a process. The historical, cultural, or religious role of a Pompadour, Maintenon, du Barry, a Catherine II, Elizabeth of England, a Jeanne d’Arc, Catherine de Medici, Teresa of Ávila, Hroswitha, Isabel of Spain, Mary Stuart, or Catherine of Siena is known to all of us. Their influence, independently of the circumstance where it was of a positive or negative nature, was hardly ever matched by women of the ochlocratic or communistic world in individual cases.Collectively, women now might have more influence in Denmark than in Portugal, but our analytical interest is centered on woman and not on women.
Of course there is a competing list. But just as we cannot compare Miss Sylvia Pankhurst with Maria Theresa, it is an equally hopeless enterprise to draw the parallel between Comrade Alexandra Kollontay and Catherine of Russia (a worthy comparison in one sense at least), or between Ellen Key and St. Teresa of Ávila. To compare Miss Margaret Sanger or Miss Mary Stopes with St. Hildegard of Bingen, or Aimée Semple MacPherson with Christina of Sweden is almost blasphemy.
A “high” anonymous average supplanted these extraordinary women in the “progressive” Northwest of Europe. Even the history of American democratism is written practically without the names of women, and there are no new outstanding female leaders in the ranks of the Russian Communists. All we have is the fading memory of the old revolutionaries — of Dora Kaplan, Vera Figner, Angelika Balabanov, the Krupskaya, and Mademoiselle Zassúlitch who fired at the Prefect of St. Petersburg with impunity.* These violent female Leftists who lived in the shadow of the imperial double-headed eagle are now supplanted by a completely anonymous herd of average women.**
Still it cannot be denied that the influential women organizations the world over have a tendency to favor ochlocratic and Leftist ideals. Here it must be borne in mind that the great criterion in the old hierarchic world was sanctity, intellect, courage, and, perhaps, birth. Nobody objected in the fourteenth century to a woman bearing twelve children or writing books or achieving sanctity. All true virtues were not less admired in women than in men. Women had, therefore, in the Middle Ages, contrary to general belief, the fundamental human “careers” open to them. Yet ochlocratic society, suspicious of medieval ideals (if not openly hostile to them), sees in a human being primarily a citizen, a voter, and a contributor to the phantasmagory of progress, i.e., a money-maker (and in the political sense a taxpayer).73 These concepts gave rise amongst certain women to that weird craze for “equality” which increases in strength the further to the left their ideology stands. The ultimate logical conclusion is the desire to share in the levée en masse for collective killing in uniforms, and to serve in the army as we have witnessed it in Finland (the Red woman regiment of Tampere, 1917), under Kerensky, in the USSR, and in Spain. Yet it is depressing to witness the rapid decline of extraordinary achievements of women in Western Civilization after their emancipation.
One very frequently has opportunity to hear an argument in favor of identitarianism between the sexes which lacks every sound biological basis. This argument runs shortly as follows: “In the early stages of mankind it was only physical power which counted. The men were therefore in the position to ‘enslave’ women. Today we are so enlightened that we understand this mistake of the dark past. Women given equal education and equal opportunity will be equal to men. Yet they cannot catch up from one generation to the other. The injustices of thousands of years have left their mark on them. It may take a couple of generations until they recover completely.”
It is needless to emphasize that this argument lacks also every anthropological justification. Matriarchal cultures are exceptional but certainly not rare amongst primitive races. In most European countries women have been admitted during the past one, two, or even three generations to universities and yet their record is meager because even if properly educated their functional placement in life is usually made on egalitarian principles. Women lack, finally, certain intellectual abilities which men frequently possess. This has nothing to do with inheritance. Every man has a “clever” father and a “suppressed” mother; the girls are in the same boat and it is totally unscientific to believe in anything like “idento-sexual heredity.” The chances to inherit under equal circumstances specific traits from either parent are equal for every child of either sex. Yet the legend of the female handicap by centuries of suppression still goes on.
All this does not imply a female inferiority. But there is a very marked difference between man and woman, and that not alone in the physical and biological sense. Man is not “superior” to woman but he is primary. There are almost no human institutions, inventions, ideas, formations which have not a male origin. There are many functions which man and woman have in common, there are others still which have greater affinities with one sex than with the other and, finally, there are things which are the exclusive privilege of either man or woman. The reason for the decline of female influence is largely to be found in the disregard of these proclivities, as we have already said before. This should not be misconstrued in order to support national-socialist views on women. The three K’s for women —Küche, Kinder, Kirche (Cooking, Children, Church) — are part of the unofficial program of the party. Yet this attitude is only seemingly “antidemocratic.” It is superdemocratic in a chronological sense.
National socialism, as superdemocracy, is past the illusions of early democracy. The Nazis have not shut their eyes to the experience that woman is ordinarily inferior to man as an ochlocratic citizen, i.e., as a political “animal” and as money-maker. Here her relegation to kitchen and nursery is actually a punishment because she did not make good as a voter or worker. Women in the Third Reich are in a certain sense “in exile.” Theoretically they may return when they promise to “make good.”* In the meantime we must consider the Third Reich to be, in a deeper sense, homoerotic. The monolithic state and the monolithic society should consist of only one single sex. A truly Catholic society on the other side always relied on thinking, praying, and loving women.
But the process of assimilation in the democratic and identitarian world is not confined only to voting and working. The radical feminists always wanted in their frantic identitarianism to eliminate the difference between the sexes. Somehow they tended to deny or to hide the whole biological status of women.** There were certain aspects of feminine life which this weird horde of furies and ancient spinsters wanted to abolish; they wanted the elimination of female suffering and therefore also of female dignity.
Dignity is naturally an “aristocratic” virtue, best demonstrated in adverse circumstances, in bearing of suffering, in facing death, childbirth, or the guillotine. Dignity as an attitude is also something personal and not collective. Democratism never liked dignity. Nothing infuriates the howling mob more than dignity, and it is rather interesting to compare the attitude of the political prisoners on the scaffold during the French Revolution with the “Trotzkyist conspirators and wreckers” at the time of the Moscow trials, 1936–1938. Yet it must be admitted that this comparison is perhaps not fair. The Red torturers of 1938 are far more “progressive” people who studied anatomy and psychology more thoroughly than their Parisian forerunners.
It was also symptomatic that after the great victory of democratism in 1918 the fashions showed marked masculine elements in female dress and feminine elements in the sartorial make-up of men. Women wore male cut clothing and bobbed their hair and the men donned Oxford trousers. We entered in 1919 a “practical” and “pragmatical” age. Comfortism made itself felt. The universities were half empty and the polytechnics overcrowded. Young men wanted to become dancers, engineers, and bankers.
There were movements all over Europe to abolish the humanistic middle school, the Gymnasium, the lycée. It seemed that Wall Street, the M. I. T., and Watson’s Behaviorism had won the war. In Germany the Neue Sachlichkeit, a rather dull and pragmatic new style of life, came into being. The palaces decayed and two-room apartments with bathrooms and kitchenettes came into fashion. It was an age of youth, skeptical sobriety, equality, utility, comfort, and proficiency. All these factors together created what people called in 1925 the “new female type,” that quaint creature with shingled hair who fought against the penal laws directed against abortion; this “new woman,” that instead of ruling the house and home, now dominated the streets in mass-produced clothes and crowded meetings, controlling them by sheer weight of numbers. There is nothing worse than anonymous masses of women; the man in a crowd subjected to mass hysteria is bad enough but his female counterpart is even more dangerous and degraded.*
The reason for this may be that the male stands for the abstract, the woman for the concrete.74 The concrete submerged in an anonymous mass seems to be the greater trespass against the spirit.75
There is a small group of women that is extremely successful in mercantile or technical enterprises. There are a few excellent female architects, engineers, importers, doctors of medicine, and directors of department stores; the world would probably not even collapse if women would replace men in commercial life. But there are no outstanding female theologians and philosophers; almost no painters or musical composers. Woman, quite able sometimes to acquire skills and technical knowledge, is too much earth bound and essentially of soulful nature (beseelte Natur). This does not exclude the passive enjoyment of the abstract. But while female creativeness is largely biological and physical, man’s creative ability is predominantly a matter of ideas.
Even in the more materialistic professions one often witnesses women sacrificing their specific female strength for some chimeric earthly “equality”; so in America or in the USSR, women on the whole count only as a collective power of mediocrity. Even in these two afore-mentioned countries one finds them ordinarily only in average positions. They try to find their personal happiness, their luck, and their advancement as lawyers, doctors, and managers without very great success. As mothers, courtesans, or saints they might achieve far more. They know that their real strength does not lie in their personalities but in their number; countries menaced by ochlocracy and “progressivism” will therefore abound in female organizations. Yet only human beings who for one reason or the other feel weak or have grievances crowd into mass organizations.* Thus we see progressive womanhood engulfed almost entirely in anonymity and their meagerly blossoming personalities either completely crushed or sacrificed at the altar of a club or a group.76
Socialism, so nearly related to democratism, has a magnetic attraction for certain women. Werner Sombart explains the socialistic tendencies of women by their ressentiment of belonging to what he calls the biologically “inferior” sex. This ressentiment which creates, in his opinion, strong sympathies toward socialism and socialistic ideologies he considers to be based on an inferiority complex arising in specific cases from diseases, bodily deformations, poverty, the belongings to a despised race or the “inferior” sex. He mentions as typical example for his theory Rosa Luxemburg, the hysterical German Communist who was poor, a woman, and a hunchback.
Yet the enthusiasm of some women for democratism lies deeper than all that. It is highly probable that most aspects of democratism have some inner connection with the negative sides of the female character. Snobism,77 the dislike for fixed, philosophical views, the tendency toward anonymity, collectivism, comfortism, geocentrism, and the easy acceptance of compromises, the efforts to gain material security, the strong anthropocentrism, the advocacy of “gentleman” ideals, and the inclination toward a chronical envy (one of the main factors of communism) all belong in the same category.
It could be argued that normal life is after all nothing but a chain of clever compromises. The man who understands how to live well, the Lebenskünstler as the Germans call him, is nothing but a virtuoso in compromises. The hero and the saint, on the other hand, are “clumsy,” quixotic, and maladroit. They have nothing of the Lebenskünstler and cannot help inflicting upon themselves wound after wound. The virtuoso of life, no less than the bonvivant, is a thoroughly feminine as well as effeminate product.78
Women have played a leading role in surprisingly destructive movements—before and after the march of the Dames des Halles to Versailles. It is also probably true that negative traits in the character or the mind of women are far more conspicuous than in men. One need not be a Latin to be more distressed at finding a godless woman than a godless man. A woman is far nearer to the source of life and her detachment from the Creator is something terrifying, bordering on blasphemy.
The horror of death so typical of modern man is probably another feminine aspect of our time.79 “Mediā vitā in morte sumus” is the hymn of a male and hierarchic age. The great thing in the life of the male is death just as love is the keynote of a female life. “Man is the glory of God, but woman is the glory of man,” says St. Paul. The man finds his final reunion with God through the gate of death, but the woman gets the foreboding of such a reunion in her love to a man. Men also love women as children of God but, while this remains an indirect approach to Him, death always remains the shortest route to the Father. This is also the reason why there is such a deep metaphysical relation between love and death.
Yet death is more than love. Viewed from such a male angle, life should be a terrible duel, an agonía in Unamuno’s sense between God and devil, a struggle in alliance with one group of passions against the other passions. Life in itself is a risk which we have to face bravely; all its horrors have a deeper value — war with all its ordeals, hunger, destruction, death, and the inhuman curse of labor and work.
Yes, the curse of labor. So it is written in the Bible and its truth reechoes in the hearts of most men. The male is by nature lazy and unambitious. The industrious man is a truly feminine phenomenon. In male cultures men only work in order to live, but in nations where women domineer, men show ambition, zeal for labor, and they frequently work themselves to death firmly believing that they live in order to work.* On account of the fact that ambition is a female characteristic, women are always going to be outraged at the sight of potential energies which are not transformed into kinetic energies. The mobile life is urban and female. Haste is not only unmanly, but — as Ortega has demonstrated it — also the very negation of our immortality. The Middle Ages was a period without haste, it was male and timeless.
The true man is attracted by an adventurous life while woman stands for security, concerned for the safety of her home and her family.80 The desperate craving for safety is always the surest sign of the effemination of a culture or nation. The replacement of Trust in divine Providence by efficient insurance companies** is always a danger signal which should not be ignored.
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71 Cf. the letter of P. J. Proudhon dated Apr. 26, 1852.
72 Cf. the revealing letter in the New Statesman and Nation, May 5, 1934, by Clare Harvey and L. A. Harvey.
73 The political citizen with his commercialized mentality will look at the country or state as a business enterprise in which he shares actively through the taxes. In letters of protest sent to the papers the fact that the writer is a taxpayer will frequently be emphasized. There is also a tendency to pass a law that the unemployed (who does not pay taxes) should be deprived of his right to vote like a shareholder in a company who has sold his stock.
Said Mr. Paul Garrett, Executive of General Motors speaking at the Congress of American Industry in 1940: “Democracy rests not on supermen, but on the good sense of many. Our American democracy’s success is the sum total of millions of individual achievements. Ours is a business civilization. Ours is a hundred-year plan.”
74 Cf. Georg Simmel, Philosophische Kultur, Leipzig, 1911, p. 95.
75 The Dutch psychologist Heymans, once professor of the university of Groningen, seems to have had a glimpse of the main issue although he does not make as much of a case out of it as one should. He draws the following conclusions from the results of an inquest comprising several thousand people: spontaneously a woman is only interested in individual cases, not in the law, the generalizations, in formula based on conception (which is one of the most characteristic traits of masculine mentality). It is our opinion that this formula requires a slight modification. This is the way we should put it: Woman’s mind is directed primarily toward persons, man’s mind is directed toward things. — Dr. Rudolf Allers, L’Amour et l’Instinct, Études Carmélitaines, April, 1936.
76 Cf. Leon Samson’s criticism of female “superiority” in America (The American Mind).
77 “Snobbery is indeed a feminine rather than a masculine vice; it appears to show itself among women in a more positive and rabid form.” — Gideon Clark, Democracy in the Dock.
78 About the “hero” (or saint) in relation to his fellow men, see Hermann Swoboda, Otto Weiningers Tod, Vienna, 1923.
79 “In substituting the love of man for the love of God the humanitarian is working in a vicious circle, for unless man has in him the equivalent of the love of God he is not lovely. Furthermore, it is important that man should not only love but fear the right things. The question was recently raised in Paris why medical men were tending to usurp the influence that formerly belonged to the clergy. The obvious reply is that men once lived in the fear of God, whereas now they live in the fear of microbes.” — Irving Babbitt, Democracy and Leadership.
80 The pledge of obedience in the marriage ceremony has naturally been abolished by “progressive” Protestant church communities.
Further reference material:
On genius in women:
Sylvia Kopald, “Where Are the Female Geniuses” in Our Changing Morality, ed. by Freda Kirchwey, New York, 1930. See the “Statistics” on p. 107.
*Vera Zassulitch was acquitted by the jury for the attempted assassination of General Tryepov. With all its inefficiencies and brutalities Imperial Russia always retained a great amount of generosity and social “democracy.” Even in matters of criminal jurisdiction Russia was far more humane than many West Europeans suspect. Exile (not imprisonment in) to Siberia was not a terrible punishment and the death penalty could only be inflicted on persons who had cooperated in the assassination of a member of the imperial family.
**Needless to say that the statistics (even genuine ones) can “prove” that the position of woman is today far stronger than in the days when Dostoyevski and Turgenyev described in their novels so many inspiring female heroines.
*Yet it would be very erroneous to think that National Socialism receives no support from German womanhood. The Führer has a tremendous appeal for many women and National-Socialistic ideas and ideals attract the female character in many ways. Mass spirit, cruelty, political emotionalism are not the noblest feminine characteristics but they must be taken into consideration. The strength of National Socialism is on the emotional and not on the intellectual side.
**There is also a masculine tendency in National-Socialist womanhood. General Ludendorff’s second wife dressed frequently in trousers and was an enthusiastic apostle of female equality. To be a man is also the great dream of many an enthusiastic Hitler girl. It is significant that some female labor camps tried to do away with certain aspects of female physiology—an experiment which ended rather disastrously.
*The club woman is even in the United States an object of ridicule. The whole emptiness and shallowness of modern woman au delà de l’amour is brilliantly portrayed by the caricatures of Helen Hokinson in the New Yorker.
*We understand under this term large collective bodies who pool their interests for common protection (and aggression).
*See the amusing account of Geoffrey Moss in The Siege of the Alcázar about the Spaniard who voluntarily raised the salaries in his workshop. The result was that his employees preferred to work shorter hours with the old wage thus preferring liberty to cash.
**The classic and most natural “old-age insurance” was, needless to say, a numerous and devoted progeny.
Hello all, here goes my general rundown. I am a typically aged (38) year old American MGHOW.
HOW I FOUND MGTOW.COM
I found MGTOW because of feminists, and I really like to savor that irony every time I think about it. They are sowing the seeds of the destruction of their own movement, because as usual truth has a way of seeping through the cracks of propaganda without the propagandist even knowing.
I have been a semi-avid follower of political crap since the early 2000’s, and sometimes post in comments sections of articles. I like to throw a bit of sense and some facts into the name calling poo-throwing messes that passes for discussion online. Well, one day in May(2014) I start reading an article about the writings/rantings of Elliot Rodger, the Isla Vista killer. So, in identifying with some of the feelings he was having (but not his violent reactions to them), I naturally felt conflicted. None of the people he killed caused him any trouble, and they didn’t deserve to die. No woman on earth OWED him sex or affection, yet I felt for him because I once was in my early 20’s and had little luck with women. Painful injustice mixed with instinctual biological addiction to sex when filtered through a troubled mind leads to dangerous and unfortunate situations. Just imagine a junky forced to watch people get high all day around him, but the dealers won’t sell him any.
So, with that mindset I waded into reading the comments to find some of the most vicious and heartless females tearing into anyone who DARED approach the issue with any nuance whatsoever. They KNEW he was just a backwards stinky dungeons and dragons gamer eating Cheetos in his Mom’s basement expecting hot women to just stroll up to service his member out of pity. They assumed he killed these people(mostly men) out of a hatred for women who denied him his birth-right of pussy. Well, although filled with annoyance at this closed minded crap, I didn’t get into posting comments on that article, but I saw many feminists mentioning that he should be the poster boy for every MRA there is(even though he didn’t belong to or endorse any, as far as I know.) I didn’t know the term MRA, so the online investigation began and quickly alerted me to MGTOW. Once I read what MGTOW meant, I said: “DAMN! I’ve been living that life for quite a while now and didn’t know it had a name or following!”
MY HISTORY OF TRANSITION TO MGTOW
I had one real girlfriend in High School and basically a few more short stints in my college years, but have not had any real LTR since 1997. From ’97 to around ’01, I didn’t really care(other than still wanting to get laid), and wasn’t really looking for anything close to serious. I was doing the unattached party scene and just generally hanging out with friends, going to concerts, baseball games, road trips etc…
Then, after I was done with college for a couple years and was working full time as a Web Programmer (perfect pickings of the beta male provider), I got the societally induced boredom-lonliness. The party scene was slowing down, and my chances for unattached sex had dwindled greatly. Around this time (’03-ish)I asked out one of my extended group of friends who I determined probably wouldn’t be a gold-digger(she was just becoming a Physician’s Assistant). We briefly dated, but things just weren’t clicking deeply, so it went nowhere and kind of faded out in just a few weeks.
After another year or so of being interested in no one(they all seemed to be annoying princesses), I was inching very close to thirty and ALL my friends were either getting married or at least paired up to the point that those of us who were single were down to almost none. The first few were already having serious troubles with first marriages/kids etc, and I was getting an early glimpse of things I didn’t really want any part of. I already didn’t like what I saw, already sort of didn’t want to get married(or definitely not get anyone pregnant), but I still wanted to get laid. So, it was late 2004 after a pretty good drought and some low self esteem when I decided to try some of the PUA stuff (I read David Deangelo’s E-book). I dabbled with a bit of it, but I have very little stomach for ‘being fake’, and it felt very fake to me. I also don’t drink much, so I wasn’t really wanting a bar chick. It may work for others, and I say go for it, but I dropped this ‘act’ rather quickly and went back to directionless mild loneliness, but not an overwhelming desire for a relationship. I don’t think my sex drive has ever been as demanding as it seems to be in others. Sex is nice, but I was not all about paying stadium beer prices for the ‘Natty light’ I kept seeing on the menu.
I decided instead to buy into the notion of ‘love will come when you least expect it’. I took the advice of all those who throw out that cliche and quit looking for it. They say find time consuming hobbies, live your life, enjoy being yourself, etc and you will become attractive to women… It turns out that was the best thing I could have done, but I found out several years later that I wasn’t really ‘waiting for love’ I was just living my life for me.
THE TURNING POINT
So, it was probably 2005-2006 when I truly moved into the beginnings of MGHOW mode. During that year I was watching one of my closest friends endure the end game of a 5 year marriage to the “American Princess”. She was LITERALLY a Disney-worshiping princess created by her spoiling dad, who did everything for her. I listened to stories of my buddy having to CALL INTO WORK FOR HER, because she wouldn’t even do that for herself as a part time waitress at some nameless chain restaurant. He had to attend to every mundane act of daily life for her, until finally he basically went insane and had to leave her. Thankfully for him, there were no children and he made it out without crippling Alimony(Daddy took his princess back home). These stories and others from more distant friends fighting divorce were starting to trickle in. We were all moving into our early 30’s and this is standard for that period. I just didn’t know it was standard at the time. I had the chance to learn from other’s mistakes, and I thank them for allowing me to learn that lesson from their pain.
I have always enjoyed storm chasing locally, and during this transition time I took a vacation to the Great Plains with a fellow semi-local stormchaser buddy(who is/was married). We went on planned one week stormchases in May of ’05 and ’06. The best storms those years happened to be outside of that one week window, as one would expect. So although we had fun and saw a couple good storms I knew to enjoy it you needed a bit more freedom to pick when to go. Then, in late 2006, my buddy had his first Daughter… So, Plains chase-cation 2007 was cancelled. I was majorly bummed for a bit, and wondered why someone would allow their having kids to take away their favorite hobbies… one of the few things that gives them a real passion for life. I couldn’t fathom it and was already starting to think I may never want to be married with kids, and should just start doing my hobby by myself. Early in January ’07, just a few weeks later, the web company I worked for went under and we were all thrown out of work, so i wouldn’t have likely had the money to go that year anyhow, but the seeds of ‘living for only me and being my own best friend’ were planted, so the career search took a turn to plan for that.
WHAT I HAVE DONE SINCE GOING FULL MGTOW
After the Web Programming company folded, I decided to seek a job with the local University IT department where I would have a decent amount of paid leave and could take said leave on short notice to go stormchasing(or anywhere else I wanted to go). I had to work two other jobs while I was looking the next two years, but in late 2008 I landed the job I wanted. Low stress, moderate pay, and 5 weeks/yr paid vacation with dedent flexibilty. I wasn’t on the fast track to big bucks, but I only needed enough money to fund the lifestyle I wanted, not to support a wife’s materialism or to raise children. I had found balance that worked for me and was about to live life to the fullest.
I started doing just that. I chased a good number of storms in the Plains by myself in ’09 in my little Honda Accord and loved every minute of it. That fall, I went to Yellowstone for a week by myself and loved every minute of it. The solitude of long distance road travel, by myself, was definitely for me. At this point I decided to go all in on my travel/stormchasing hobby and bought a little Nissan Frontier 4WD, to be able to do the really bad mud and gravel roads that the Honda wasn’t liking. You should have heard the pressure from the likes of my mother and other women who kept saying “Doesn’t it feel empty to go to those places alone? Are you ever going to settle down with someone and get a life?” Before this point(2009-ish), I used to say: “Eh maybe, but no one has been interesting enough yet”.
It was about this time (2010) that I was finding the answer in my head was starting to switch to “No, I’m probably not going to settle down, but I already have a life and it is wonderful.” I realized I WAS enjoying life, on my terms. Every instance of hearing what my ‘normal’ married friends are doing started to reinforce that I REALLY was getting the better deal(finally!). I could drop what I was doing and head to Nebraska on a Wednesday evening for storms on Thursday/Friday. I could decide I was going to Yellowstone and not have to stop at one Outlet mall or antique store on the way. I never have to drop $5K on an all inclusive Caribbean beach-cation that would bore me to tears, or on a new living room set to replace the perfectly functional furniture I have. I could camp in my car on long road trips without wasting money for Hotels that I didn’t feel were a good deal at $80 for 4 or 5 hours of sleep. It basically just took the biggest stresses out of travel for me.
REALIZING I WAS MGTOW!!
Then of course, it happened in 2012. A 36 year old single mother of one(16 year old daughter) wanted me, and actually pursued me. I found her attractive physically and respected that she actually raised her daughter by herself and actually worked the whole time(no welfare, snap, etc). I still respect that and many aspects of her, and consider her a friend, but I never even let on that I would date her. Since I knew her for several years, I already knew she still had many of the worst “Entitled Princess” syndrome, despite the few redeeming qualities. I knew that I wouldn’t put up with that crap for long, and that she couldn’t change at this point. So, it wasn’t going to happen.
It was at this point that I couldn’t believe that I had endured the loneliness of my late 20’s and early 30’s, when I would have GLADLY accepted this post-c~~~-carousel beta invitation to help her finish raising her daughter. I had arrived at a point where I found I was better off never having gotten on the boat with society, and actually had the piece of mind to turn down a real offer on the table that society, my family and my friends would have celebrated. I had happily shrugged off what Society was trying to convince me to do, and didn’t care that they all thought I was crazy, weird or GAY anymore. I just didn’t know there was a term and a community that would celebrate my choice with me. Glad to have found you guys, and glad I accidentally arrived here.
Hi there,
I want to share a story with you about a development after I became MGTOW – it’s about NAWALTs. It’s not about how I became MGTOW (It’s far too long for a post), but still some of you may learn a thing or share the experience.
It’s about a woman that sparked the red pill and still shares my house. We fell in love one year ago, we both flew very high and then things got very absurd very fast. In April this year (2014) I my birthday gift for her was a trip to Las Vegas so she could see Meat Loaf on her birthday. I paid about 3k Dollars for it (haha, me stupid!). At the evening before departure she started the topic about marriage (again), if we would marry in Vegas. I may be stupid considering expensive birthday gifts, but marriage is another topic and I bluntly answered that surely we won’t marry in Vegas. The brit would say… she was not amused (she just started her Karate lessons and tried to punch me in the face and kick me – no matter how ofter I send her to the floor).
Vegas was nice, but I noticed semething is wrong… about three weeks after holidays she told me she f~~~ed her ex friend. I’m for sexual freedom so I said ‘so what, don’t make it a habit so it’s ok’. Btw, she lived in my house for free. Things went on, sex declined, stress increased. She moaned about we wouldn’t do enough with each other (she braught in her daughter who practically shut down any free time) any although we managed to do special moments (among the fact, that we had a vacation worth 3k). My stress became hillarious because of my mother also living in my house (that’s another story, but the important one). The more my stress grew, the worse my relationship became.
Long story short, in July she told me we are done, she is with her ex friend (in the time I needed her most she decided to leave). It was ok, but what really did hurt me – it was the time around soccer world championship. We did not have much time and she watched the games with her mother – she told me – while somtimes I cared for her daughter. When finals came (now guess which country I am from), both of us had time and I proposed that we should watch it together. She said that she watched it with her mother and she must stick to it.
After she told me we are done I counted one and one and realized she was f~~~ing her ex friend during this… yes, I’m stupid and I won’t complain.
We flew so high and crashed so hard, I started to look for an explanation and I found it on the MGTOW topics. So instead of griefing (I was a MGTOW long before, but I just did know the reasons), I went fully MGTOW and laughed about it.
That was the epilogue, now to the topic. As a human, she is a really fine person and I still like and love her as a human. She earns her own money and handles her life. After all (and after all I still have to write) I won’t change my opinion about that.
After she quit I told her (and she did it by herself) to move out. In the beginning of that I also told her no longer to see her ex friend (she was impressed), but after I took the red pill, I just did not give a f~~~ and I told her so. I explaind MGTOW to her and she understood. She paid me a rent for living in my house and things started to be fine. No longer I was a careholder for her, I went my way, she f~~~ed her ex friend and I had a ‘roommate’ I liked as a human. It was kinda ‘her ex friend now is the idiot and I have the fun’. I had a best friend with huge boobs I could f~~~ from time to time without the pitty obligations of a girl friend. Life was perfect.
But… I’m not as stupid it may seem, I installed my MGTOW bulls~~~ detectors, never again will I go to slavery. I knew that my and her feelings f~~~ing each other may lead us to the same s~~~ we have been through.
The cautios dream of having a best friend with titties just evaporated. I still like her as a human, but when it comes to feelings, she just turns into a typical woman. Right now she ended her… whatever it was with her ex friend. We had a conversation a week ago. She started to talk about relationship. I told her I surely love her as a human, but surely I do not love her as a woman. She told me I’m too harsh in my position. From that point she just went completely ‘woman’.
My point is not to point her out as a stupid bitch. When it comes to her feelings, yes, she is a stupid c~~~. As a human being, she is one of the very few honest persons I have met. She is trapped in her nature as a woman (and she clearly stated to stick to it) and the friendship we share is not enough.
So my point is, you may find a woman that is really cool, she may care for herself and you can have fun with her. But (but): When it comes to her need for security, she looses all self esteam and any connection to reality. Her own fear given by nature that dictates her to have a male care bearer strips her of all rationality she possesses.
I will find out if she will trade all the support I offer all my friends for her special need as a woman. It’s nothing new to me that woman suffer in a similar way men do when it comes to romantic relationships. There are moments she undestands it… but not when she needs it most.
So that’s why I have written down this story. It may happen that you meet a woman who seems to be AWALT… as soon she allows you to put your dick in her pussy – forget about rationality and AWALT.
Topic: Introductions
Copied from GYOW forum introductions. Work smart, not hard. 😉
1. Relationship history:
I’m single, and I’ve always been so. For some quirk of chance, I’ve missed all the usual traps and pitfalls all my friends have stumbled into. I’ve tried most of the vices available at early on and didn’t find any of them particularly pleasurable.
Rather than hit my head to those particular walls and find the madness therein, I continued steadfast to those interests I found great deal of pleasure in: amazing stories, memorable characters, bonechilling music and visual cornucopia that the modern gaming has evolved into.
Guess you could call me a particularly stubborn sumvabitch, as I got laden with the usual brand of shaming for my choices and it didn’t even cause a twitch. My mother used to tell me I fell to floor headfirst two times as a child. Guess the oak in parquet floor wasn’t that big a deal to my cranium.
This also transitions to my opinions; they usually are blunt, variably unvarnished, freely and frequently given. As you can guess, the blue pill friends with significant others I met and gave my advice and opinions to usually were not that receptive to my ideas about life and living in general – causing the next invite to their shindig to be lost in mail.
All in all, you could say I was an old curmudgeon in a young body to them; best to be avoided and put away from mind so that those disturbing thoughts wouldn’t get into fresh soil and start to grow.
Funny thing is I had a pretty good childhood. My parents are still married, reasonably happy with life. My father is stern (if a bit more mellowing), opinionated, generous and forgiving. A real man, in my opinion, who doesn’t take s~~~ from nobody. He’s had some real bumps in life, but he’s picked himself up and resumed his life like a trooper. As for my mother, she’s been about the only really positive experience with the feminine side. Very supportive, helpful and also real.
Whereas I am in my thoughts more often than not, my younger brother is far more outgoing with his own family and single child. We didn’t have any kind of real spats siblings usually have, as I started focusing my interest in opposite direction from him and didn’t compete with his choice of interest (bikes, cars and girls).
2. Awareness:
You could say I’ve been very lucky as to not having great upheavals in my life due to my life choices. That has also made my transition to MGTOW lifestyle far more gradual, almost unobtrusively so. Few years back, trawling the net, I found The Spearhead and article ‘Hate bounces: How man-hating and man-bashing harms women – the making of a misogynist’ by Zed. Final quote from that article resonated with me strongly:
‘I would like nothing better than to be left in peace, and allow women to enjoy the absence of my company which they find so annoying and unpleasant. Every day, a few more men got through the transformation and become like me. We don’t get our guns and shoot a few women; we don’t beat them up; because what women have been saying about us all these years is just flat wrong. But, there’s no point in trying to tell women that because they have become so certain of their superiority that the best way to deal with them is to leave them to it, and the company of their other fishy friends.’
That is the day I finally became a MGTOW, both in spirit and in the letter of the word.
3. Who you are:
I’m 41-years old graphic designer working in gaming industry, a new business venture which I am co-founder of. My main passion in life is gaming and has been since I was 6 or 7 years old. I have read science fiction and fantasy voraciously for 30 years mainly in english as translations to my native language were far and between. I’m the usual guy my friends got tips for brand new quality TV series and movies that were often going to be cult classics later on.
My favourite quote is ‘Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing.’ by Oliver Wendell Holmes (1809 – 1894). It’s a creed (lol) I plan to live by to the end of my days.
First off I would like to say it is an honer to be here among My Brothers in the mgtow community. I’m a long time observer, first time forum writer on this site. What lead me to become a MGTOW was a series of events that changed my life, as well as down right scary which is what I will share with you now. From a young age I’ve always been active in sports and athletics, girls growing up were always easy to talk to as well as date, I never was the type of guy who took s~~~ from women, my mom and dad always taught me to never take s~~~ from men or women so I’ve always maintained that assertiveness towards Women. I experienced some break ups here and there, but nothing I couldn’t bounce back from. After I graduated high school, I dedicated one year off to travel and experience the world. The job I had during high school was a carpentry job, so it allowed me to gain financial independence when I graduated. I traveled (mostly backpacking) all over Southeast Asia, Europe, as well as the South Pacific and Canada. I met women from all walks of life and had more sex then I could count from women in every country I had been to. I thought life was good….Until I met my future ex wife. I met my Ex wife while on vacation on the Island of Hainan, China. She was from Singapore, and was on vacation as well with some of her female friends. She was drop dead gorgeous, tall, great skin, mixed Chinese/Portuguese. Great t~~~, great ass. Needless to say, I was smitten, We hit it off quite well and she came to visit me a few times in the US, after my world tour had ended.
I eventually went back home, enrolled in College, and got my Degree. During that time we maintained a long distance relationship in which she would come up and visit, or during summer months I’d stay in Singapore. Or She’d stay for a few weeks a couple of times a year, (her dad was rich, so this allowed her to stay). Things really were going well, I had a beautiful woman (who I thought loved me) life was great. I moved to Singapore found a good paying Job. We moved in together in an apartment in Singapore. A solid year goes by and I pop the question, we get married. Things went pretty well for the first 3 to 4 years, we always talked about having children, but wanted to concentrate on our careers first, then bring children into the world. We traveled all around the world, met new people. Not only was She gorgeous but successful, My Ex wife worked for her father’s business empire which primarily consisted of Oil, Land, and other money making type venues withing SE-Asia. On the 5th year of our marriage My Ex Wife had a innate desire to have children. I agreed that 5 years time is good because we had our fun, now it’s time to buckle down and bring children into the world. For 6 months we tried, then turned into 8 months, then a year. I went to the Doctor, See what was going on with my Sperm, Doc gave me a clean bill of health, She went to the Doctor. We saw at least 6 different Doctors, and they all couldn’t explain why we couldn’t have children, we tried everything, nothing worked. Problems started to Arise, the fights were becoming more frequent, and distance began to grow between us, We worked on it, and for a short while things were back to normal. The Job I was working at the time began to outsource and we lost a huge amount of people, I had to leave for the US for 2 months on a business trip. My Ex wife would call constantly, asking where I was, what was i doing, after awhile I would just shut my phone off, just so that I could get some damn sleep.
I go to the US for 2 months, Bust my ass, work my ass off, train fresh out of college intern- kids at our sister-company train them the ins and outs of the business, Then I come back to my Ex Wife, and…… Down the Rabbit Hole I go. She picks me up at the airport smelling of alcohol (which was strange because she didn’t drink that much). I asked her time and time again has she been drinking?, and I get a smart ass response or a rude answer, I figured, “hey, she must be stressed because of the pregnancy thing, no worries”. This pattern began to get worse, and worse as time went on. She started drinking 3 to 4 times a week, then It became a habitual thing of 3 to 4 times daily, until I would come home to a drunken nasty wife . Talk about a state of utter confusion, You meet someone, fall in love, you think you “know” that person because You live with them for well over 6 years, and they start to change. She ends up drinking during her work hours, her dad plays it off like nothing is going on. She turns into total bitch, yelling, like a total f~~~ing lunatic. Then passes out, Then we have to go through this s~~~ again the next day. For awhile she started getting phone calls around 3am I never really paid much attention because her female friends always had drama as well as her male friends, but there was a tone in her voice every time she answered that phone, always saying “my friend has a problem”. Some how, deep down, I knew she was lying to Me. Over the course of the next month she began taking off and “working late” or “working on new projects”, she started to lose weight then stopped drinking (which was a miracle). The patterns of Infidelity were all there. Finally one evening we get into a huge argument about these phone calls and text messages, and about where she is, why does she text more then usual. She denies it all across the board, and says: “nothing is going on” and her Fathers business is growing so she needs to “help it’s growth”. Yeah, “Bulls~~~” I said, and with a lightning fast reaction, I get a solid punch to my Jaw. I was shocked, like dumb founded shocked, then she started screaming to “get out!!!!” I said “I’m not going anywhere I wanna know what the f~~~ is going on and want an explanation now, and why the f~~~ did you punch me?”. She runs to the kitchen, pulls out a HUGE kitchen knife, and points it at Me and says: “if you don’t leave, I’ll f~~~ing kill you”. I honestly could not believe this was the same person, seriously? who in living f~~~ are you right now?…what did you do with my Wife?. I saw something in Her, that was not only frighting, but evil. I’m talking Jodi Arias Evil.
I get my s~~~, and take off to a friends house, I stay there for awhile and try and regroup my thoughts, “what the hell happened?, was it me?, did I cause this?”. A stir of emotions come over me. I get a phone call within a week of her crying and begging me to come back, and finally I think there’s a chance. I come back, we kiss and make up, but only for a short while, then another argument ensues. We’re back to square one again. We sleep in the same bed, angry with each other, not talking. Then one night after an argument Around 3am, in a Deep sleep, I’m awoken by a barrage of punches to my face, neck and chest. Here’s My Ex wife, on top of me punching me like it’s a f~~~ing UFC free for all. I have a Martial Arts background so I’m able to subdue her quickly, but that evil look had returned again. She runs to her drawer pulls out a good size pair of scissors and begins to stab me twice in the ribs (I’m not f~~~ing kidding), she’s screaming and yelling like something out of the exorcist movie, I grapple her to the ground, pull out the scissors, throw it into the bathroom and run the f~~~ for my life out of that place. That was it for me! “f~~~….this…s~~~”, at that moment I realized this person not only wanted to hurt me, but wanted to kill me as well, no doubt in my mind. I stay at her Cousin’s house for awhile, Him and I always clicked, and He helped me a lot when I First moved to Singapore (still to this day Him and I Chat). One night He takes me for a drive and begins to open up to me about my ex wife’s life, the conversation begins with: “She’s not a loyal person”. I had to ask Him to repeat that one more time. He then continued to tell me of ex boyfriends who had been berated, abused, hurt by this Woman. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, Her cousin then tells me “it’s best you leave now, and get a divorce, before children come into play and things become worse”. Best f~~~ing advice Ever!. 3 weeks go by and my ex calls me, crying, begging, sobbing, with the “take me back sob story”. We agreed to meet in a public place and discuss divorce, she cries and cries, however at this point, I stop feeding into her bulls~~~. We meet at a restaurant, then she realized i aint falling for her s~~~ no more, the tears subside and she begins to open up…. And then out of nowhere She says: “I’ve been cheating on you, for 3 years now”….”excuse me, what?” I said, She repeats: “I’ve been sleeping with someone for 3 years now”. Talk about my world came crashing down, I’m angry, confused, hurt. She should’ve won an academy award for “Fake Wife” because She damn near excelled in that area. She then goes on to tell me that she has also been on the pill while we were trying to “pretend/lie” having a baby, She then tells me she had an abortion from the dude she was f~~~ing. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing!. Not only does she f~~~ around with a dude for 3 years, she also lied about going to fertility doctors and why she can’t get pregnant, not only that, but she stole money from me in a sum of 22,000USD to give to her new boyfriend a new car, talk about, “i wanna choke you till you die right now” moment. I was beyond p~~~ed,hurt, disappointed, you name it. I get up and walk away, then drive down to a law office, I get a lawyer, write up divorce papers within 4 weeks which took her almost a month to sign, because she wanted to “work things out”. Yeah, let’s work on things while you’re still f~~~ing your boyfriend. Half of my earnings went to that c~~~ in Alimony because, 1. I was a foreigner, and 2. she was a FEMALE, not only that but her fathers company went bankrupt after the economic crash. Everything I worked hard for, saved up, half my earnings went to her, sold my car, sold all my stuff, got a plane ticket. Not only did I invest my time, money, love, everything into this person, But she lied, cheated, stole, and abused me physically, and emotionally. I worked hard for this person, I loved her with everything I had, I provided a House, Car, everything. When my plane took off I gave a huge middle finger to the Singapore judicial system and my ex wife. I came back Home to the US, broke, jobless, and beaten down by someone I thought loved me, cared, when the reality was, it was all a lie.
I was able to find steady work at a decent company back in the US that paid well, but my mind constantly went back to what happened with my ex wife. a year goes by and I start dating again, I meet Women here and there, have sex, same old same old. This is when the Red Pill was starting to form, what got me thinking was some of the Women who not only had sexual interest in me at work, or who I would bump into at the store, were women who were either married, or had boyfriends. One girl whom I knew from my new job, had a fiancee’ and she text me one night saying “she wanted my c~~~, I’m drunk, come and f~~~ me baby”. I began to ask myself “why didn’t I see this pattern before?”. I felt like I was put into a time capsule and sent into the future and Women somehow changed, then I realized how naive I was, Women were always like this, i did a mental tally of the girls in high school, girls I dated, f~~~ed, everyhing. I couldn’t believe how these women, that had boyfriends, husbands, fiancee’s were willing to f~~~ in a moments notice, and go on about their daily lives like nothing happened,(I did not take the bait). That’s when I began to see women in a different light. I began to see the media, news, TV commercials, all directed towards A Man Hating society and a anti masculine society. That’s when I swallowed the Red Pill…. My eyes were opened, and everything became clear. I remember one incident very clearly while attending a abused husbands meeting in Atlanta. I attended An all male meeting talking about abused husbands, and other issues Men face, and within 20 minutes of the meeting 6 dykes get up and start screaming their heads off about how “men are pigs”, then raise signs that said: “f~~~ men” “my pussy has power of all male species”, I couldn’t believe these women who were acting like Ferrel children at a Men’s meeting about abused husbands??, like WTF?.. That’s when I started reading about Misandry in our society, and in the Media. I read a Ton of books on Male abuse, and how high the abuse rate are for Men in domestic violence. I learned about Masculinity Hate, Feminism and it’s evil traits. I delved so deep into it, the World around me had become different with a new pair of eyes. I began to see that to Women, we as Men are ATMs, Sperm Donors, emotional garbage cans, friend zoned-pity f~~~s. I stopped dating, went on a long vacation and reasserted my priorities, began to have fun, traveled again, rekindled old hobbies, went surfing, diving, skydiving, hiking, then came to the conclusion “you don’t need a woman to have fun”. That Epiphany, has brought me to MGTOW, and since 2008 I have never looked back nor will I ever go back to a life of servitude to women and all their bulls~~~. Well, that’s my story, I appreciate you taking the time to read it. I look forward to read more posts by my fellow brothers of MGTOW.
"If You have the Tooth of a Whale, You must have the Whale's Jaw to hold it". (i.e. One Must have the right qualifications for leadership) -Hawaiian Proverb
Alright, i know it’s long, but there are just so many factors that have built up to this moment, i feel that it is important that i go over each one as to best express the frustrations of having a female roommate. i know i have a lot of anger towards women in general, as i always seem to be running into this sort of s~~~, so, i’ll try to do my best to not get too offensive, but… i’m a very passionate person when it comes to things that matter.
I’m 22 years old, have owned my own place for over a year now, renting it out to a roommate so that i can live pretty much for free aside from the annoyances of having a roommate. Please keep in mind, that i keep my place ABSOLUTELY SPOTLESS! with the exception of my bedroom… i keep my clothing in two piles, clean and dirty; i don’t see a real need for me to waste time organizing them.
Anywho.
My last roommate was a drunk ass loser, who owed me a lot of rent; i let him stay for an extra 2 months cause he lost his job and kept promising to change, and stop drinking and all of that s~~~. So, i kicked him out, and ended up that the day before he was moving out, the f~~~er started to drop dead right in-front of me. Most frustrating moment of my life; was almost free of this loser, then BAM, he has wicked seizure ( 4 minutes long ) and drops dead. So, i pulled out my medical training, literally shoved 1/2 ton appliances out of the way to save this f~~~ers life. Last thing i wanted was a dead body in my home. Long story short, managed to get the f~~~er out of my house, and he died the next day from alcohol poisoning ( thankfully not in my house ).I quit my job about 2 months before, from an all male work environment, full of some of the shadiest people imaginable. A fellow employee was an African child solider, who had killed well over 100 people ( i s~~~ you not ). Father of the “boss” was a con man, whom admitted several times to having killed several people, and i even over heard him making proposals to start up a body part market in canada ( where you kidnap random people, chop them up, and sell their organs). Boss was scamming people for thousands, and even f~~~ed up a $1 million dollar sale, that i made in my f~~~ing name; thankfully the buyer knew i was powerless as i passed on the negotiations to my boss to avoid taking the hit. The list just goes on and on; till after a year and a half, i couldn’t take it anymore.
All of this is completely true, and as you can guess, i was pretty shaken up by these events, so as you can guess, i really did not want to deal with any more slothy, immoral people. As i was unemployed (and still am), i needed to get a roommate ASAP, but there were no real successful candidates, and i had already had two bad male roommates ( 1 absolutely horrible ) & a horrible male work environment, so i figured, what the hell, might as well try a female roommate this time.
WELL BEHOLD! 9 of the ~10 female applicants HAD COMMITMENT ISSUES! Didn’t really think much of it, and went a head as planned.
The applicant had brought her friends along to view the apartment, so i figured, there shouldn’t be any reliability issues with a person who has friends willing to go hunting with her.So, got the lease signed, half of the deposit down ( was not 100% happy about it; she paid in cash and made some excuse about reaching her daily withdraw limit… whatever, she’s a dumb ass that doesn’t know about bank drafts… i can live with that ).
BEHOLD!! 1 day BEFORE THE LEASE STARTS!
She send’s me a text message, saying that she is ONLY GOING TO PAY FOR HALF A MONTHS RENT BECAUSE SHE WON’T BE MOVING IN TILL MID WAY THROUGH THE MONTH!!!HELLLO!!!! YOU SIGNED A F~~~ING LEASE!!!
Ok, well whatever, i don’t want to start off with a p~~~ed off roommate, as they will be living in my place, which i view as being like as if someone were living in my $250,000 Lamborghini Aventador. So, i let it slide.
We have all heard of the whole girlfriend – boyfriend moving in hazing rituals… BUT WHO THE F~~~ WOULD OF EXPECT THAT WOMEN DO THIS REGARDLESS OF IF YOU ARE A BOYFRIEND OR A COMPLETE F~~~ING STRANGER!
HOLLY F~~~ING S~~~, it was UNBELIEVABLE!
1st day, she moves in, she walks in like queen bitch and starts bossing her family around; to be expected, she is a complete bitch.
So i just continued to lay on my couch watching some anime, making sure to be as polite as i can…so, few hours later, everything is all moved into her GIGANTIC ROOM; i let my roommates have the insanely huge room to keep the rent appealing and them out of my hair. I go to get a glass of water… AND BEHOLD!!!!! MY KITCHEN HAD BEEN COMPLETELY REORGANIZED! WHAT THE F~~~! NOT A SINGLE WORD WAS SAID TO ME ABOUT IT! The damn c~~~ took ALL of MY APPLIANCES ( small coffee machine for guests, and a kettle ) AND PUT HER APPLIANCES THERE! WHAT THE F~~~! NOT A SINGLE WORD WAS SAID TO ME.
K, your moving into a complete strangers house, and you just walk the f~~~ in, move around all of their s~~~ in their f~~~ing SPOTLESS KITCHEN, and be all like, F~~~ you, this is my corner now.
Seriously, dafuq! Never had a roommate this invasive on the first day… let alone ANY DAY, never had any issues in all of the 365+ days that i’ve had a roommate prior.
Ok, it’s not that big of a deal, i would just have appreciated it if she were to have at least asked or even just let me know that she moved my s~~~.
Here are some pictures of my kitchen, before she moved in. I made sure to leave some crap in the sink and counter as to not give any impressions out that i’m 100% spotless, 100% of the time. I do occasionally leave dishes in the sink while the dishwasher is running, and i throw out bottles when i throw out the trash, as to be efficient as possible.
before she moved in, i made sure to clear the counter top, as to give her some extra space to work with.
As you can see by the photos, there was absolutely NO NEED for her to have touched any of my s~~~; i had my kitchen spotless, there were no bottles as depicted in the pictures, only things were those two appliances, the can of cooking utensils, and some common cooking bottles ( balsamic vinegar, olive oil, cooking cherry ).
Okay, yeah, it p~~~ed me off a little more than a normal person, but ya, whatever, i can live with it.
Day 2.
I wake up, to the smell… of… P~~~! AND FEMINIZED AIR!
F~~~ing air freshener, PERFUME, BURNT CANDLES!!! ALL WITHOUT ASKING!
HELLO?!!?!?!?! WHAT IF I HAD BEEN ALLERGIC TO THAT S~~~? I WOULD OF BEEN DEAD! ( i have several friends who are actually DEADLY allergic to perfume )So, how would you feel, if the first thing you woke up to, was the SMELL OF P~~~ AND FREAKING FEMINIZED AIR!
I FELT LIKE THROWING UP ALL OVER THE F~~~ING PLACE!
IT WAS THAT DISGUSTING OF A SMELL!Well, watever, as long as it’s not every day; so flushed the toilet, opened up all of the windows in the unit, and turned on the bathroom fan.
F~~~, was it bad.
And as i went to flush the toilet… i noticed something odd… MY BATHROOM HAD BEEN FREAKING FEMINIZED! Fluffy carpet s~~~ here, every freaking drawer filled up to the rim with feminine products, my shower floor covered with 10 freaking bottles of god knows what… Ok, all to be expected. but still, AGAIN! She didn’t ask once about putting fluffy bathroom s~~~ everywhere!
Ok, i can live with all of this s~~~; i just don’t appreciate this level of disrespect.
So, the air finally clears up, and i can finally head off to my morning release!
As a sat on the toilet, i noticed, SHE LEFT HER CONTACT LENS CASES WIDE FREAKING OPEN IN A BATHROOM FULL OF F~~~ING P~~~!
DOES THIS PERSON NOT KNOW HOW TO TAKE CAR OF HERSELF?!?!?! DOES SHE NOT CARE IF SHE GOES BLIND FROM GETTING PARASITES IN HER F~~~ING EYES?Ok, whatever, take a deep breath… she is just a dumbass c~~~… was to be expected…
but, there has to be a reason for it, you just cant be THAT F~~~ING STUPID, to leave a TOILET FULL OF P~~~ LIKE THAT, ALONG side all of the feminized air.
SO! I go look it up on google, AND BEHOLD!!! Thousands of forums going on about how it is a BOYFRIEND HAZING TACTIC!
DAFUQ! I AM A COMPLETE F~~~ING STRANGER, NOT HER FREAKING BOYFRIEND!
F~~~!This actually continued for a full month… absolutely disgusting.
Day 3,
She goes out and buys the same freaking cereal as what i have (raisin bran)… for what reason? i had no freaking idea; at first i thought it was because she was trying to “attract me,” by looking more adult like, and eating things that i liked…WELL BEHOLD! SHE IS A FAT F~~~ING BITCH! And as well all know, FAT BITCHES CAN’T EAT ANYTHING REMOTELY HEALTHY!!!!
So, she ABSOLUTELY HATES THE TASTE OF THE CEREAL, AND DUMPS IT STRAIGHT INTO MY SIDE OF THE FREAKING SINK, DIRECTLY OVER ALL OF MY FREAKING DISHES!
FURTHER MORE!!!! She Washed out her BOWL, Put it ON HER SIDE OF THE SINK! AND LEFT ALL OF THE F~~~ING CEREAL AND MILK ALL OVER MY DISHES.
It LOOKED AS IF SOMEONE HAD TAKEN A HUGE F~~~ING S~~~ IN MY SINK! *except it was raisin bran ofc*She continued to do this several times, BUT THANKFULLY! SHE IS A FAT F~~~ING BITCH AND DOESN’T LIKE EATING CEREAL!
So, 4 times in, about 1.5 weeks… She changes up her cereal to something suiting of her…BUT WAIT! IT GETS WORSE!
WHO… THE F~~~! TAKES OUT… THE STRAINER! AND THEN!!! DUMPS F~~~ING CEREAL DOWN THE DRAIN!?!?!? DAFUQ!
How STUPID do you have to not UNDERSTAND THAT THE “PLUG WITH HOLES IN IT” IS A FREAKING STRAINER! TO KEEP S~~~ FROM GETTING IN THE DRAIN!
LIKE HOLLY S~~~!Further more… it is the summer time, so EVERY FREAKING TIME SHE DUMPED HER CEREAL IN THE SINK, I HAD TO WAKE UP TO NOT ONLY FREAKING PEE, FEMINIZED AIR, BUT THE SMELL OF MILK GOING BAD! F~~~! DISGUSTING!
But seriously, HOW DUMB DO YOU HAVE TO BE, TO THROW THE CEREAL IN THE SINK! AFTER TAKING OUT THE F~~~ING STRAINER?!!>!
WHAT THE F~~~!Day 4,
SHE STARTS WEARING HERE SHOES INTO HER ROOM AND TAKING THEM OFF THERE!
OK, SERIOUSLY! I HAVE 2 FREAKING DOOR MATTS FOR A REASON!Ok, well whatever, i can live with that, as long as she doesn’t do it in the winter.
Ok… So, her friend comes over, and SHE takes off her shoes at the door matt, BUT MY ROOMMATE DOESNT?!?!?!
DAFUQ!There has to be a reason for this!
Around 2 weeks in, she start’s trying to sneak in a boyfriend… They hid his shoes in her room, in a failed attempt to keep it from me… and… he start’s staying over at night… MAKING A S~~~ LOAD OF F~~~ING NOISE! Every now and then, i hear her boyfriend slapping her ass… F~~~ING DISGUSTING! I DON’T WANT TO HEAR THAT S~~~!
F~~~! Now i have to deal WITH TWO ROOMMATES?!?!?!? AND EVEN WORSE, THEIR ASS SLAPPING?!
Well whatever, as long as he doesn’t talk with me, or cause any damage… i’m okay with it… so i pretended not to notice LOL!
Day 28,
The boyfriend finally runs into me.
F~~~!
Thankfully, he didn’t say a word, cause… i’m that awesome 😛
*or rather he was scared s~~~less that i had caught him running around my place… and even worse, half naked*now, before i go onto Day 29, i need to mention a few things that i’m not really certain as to exactly when they started.
1. she does not clean the sink when she brushes her TEETH. SHE DOES NOT USE ANY WATER AT ALL! AND JUST LEAVES IT SITTING IN THE SINK CRAPPING IT UP AND WORSE! IT CLOGS UP THE DAMN SINK! SO EVERY 2 weeks IVE HAD TO GO POUR DRANO DOWN IT CAUSE OF HER FRACKING STUPIDITY!
2. she doesn’t know how to use THE FRACKING DISHWASHER!
Ok, well admittedly, none of my previous roommates knew how to either ( which is just pathetic )… BUT SHE WAS JUST SO STUPID ABOUT IT!
SHE WOULD LEAVE WHOLE BITS OF FOOD, LIKE, FULL PIECES OF LETTUCE/spinach ON THE DISHES! AND EVEN WORSE! SHE DIDNT ( AND STILL DOESNT ) KNOW HOW TO TURN ON THE DAMN DISHWASHER! So it SITS FOR DAYS AT A TIME! FULL OF HER DISGUSTING ROTTING FOOD!
WTF! ( not as bad anymore, but she still put’s the dishes in… in such a retarded way )For those of you whom have never used a dishwasher before, or simply don’t know… PUTTING NON-SOLUBLE FOOD IN THE DISHWASHER WILL BREAK IT! IT WILL CLOG UP THE PIPES!
But, thankfully, i have a very modern kitchen, and the washing machine is well designed… possibly even… dare i say… idiot proof?
n00p, too complex for her to use.
3. SHE USES MY LAUNDRY DETERGENT!
she has her own bottle hidden away somewhere… and now uses mine… again, some boyfriend hazing crap?
K, THAT S~~~ IS EXPENSIVE! $15 a bottle, of 64 loads…i do 1 load a week…
AND SHE DOES LIKE 5!
EVEN WORSE! SHE USES AN ENTIRE CAP FULL! * this is the concentrated crap, you only need 1/4 full for a full load*
AND EVEN WORSE, SHE DOESNT EVEN DO FULL LOADS OF LAUNDRY!
F~~~!My laundry detergent bottle is getting pretty low now… yet i’ve only do maybe 5-6 loads.
4.
SHE DOESNT REPLACE THE TOILET PAPER ROLLS WHEN THEY ARE OUT!
AND SHE USES A LOT!
Like, ONE ROLL EVERY 2 DAYS!
Seriously, HOW THE F~~~ DO YOU DO THAT?!?!?!
I use, MAYBE 1 roll every 2 weeks. like MAYBE, and that would be a month were i get the s~~~s or something, which is so very rare.I REFUSE TO REPLACE THEM FOR HER!
She knows where they are, RIGHT UNDER THE DAMN SINK! 5 FREAKING INCHES AWAY FROM WHERE THE TOILET ROLL SITS!When i don’t replace it…
SHE THROWS IT ON THE F~~~ING FLOOR AND LETS IT SIT FOR EVER!5.
She treats my servers like s~~~.
K, 22 years old, and have an expert level of expertise when it comes to computers, servers, and whatever.BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE A GENIUS TO FIGURE OUT NOT TO PUT SOAKING WET LAUNDRY ALL OVER A FRACKING SERVER RACK! HANGING IT DIRECTLY INFRONT OF IT WHERE THE AIR INTAKE IS! HELLO?!?!?! CAN YOU NOT FEEL THE MOVEMENT OF THE AIR?!?!!?
Well, as a solution, i moved up my s~~~ on the top of the rack, so that there was no place for her to put her wet laundry… AND F~~~!!! LIKE WTH! WHY DO YOU EVEN NEED TO PUT UR WET FREAKING LAUNDRY ON IT WHEN THE DRY IS JUST RIGHT ABOUT IT!
K… it looks expensive, IT IS EXPENSIVE, DONT BE STUPID ABOUT IT!
GAH!6. SHE IS CONSTANTLY GOING THROUGH MY S~~~ IN THE KITCHEN AND REARRANGING IT!
I’ve even caught her using my ingredients.SERIOUSLY! DAFUQ IS WRONG WITH YOU!
I keep my bottles IN A SPECIFIC FORMATION! BECAUSE OF THE FREAKING HEAT CAUSED MY THE DAMN STOVE! U F~~~ING C~~~! GAHAHWEHDHASDFHSDAFLKHSDFHS
Glass bottles, in the back, as they are least used, and can withstand the temperature of the stove… NOT IN A FREAKING LINE! WITH THE PLASTIC BOTTLE NEXT TO THE STOVE WHERE IT WILL MELT! GAH!Ok, a minor thing, but IT ADDS UP! Done several times. F~~~!
7. She is loud and ungraceful, but… it was to be expected, as i have only met maybe 1 or 2 women whom had an ounce of grace.
8. SHE NEVER TAKES OUT THE TRASH!
NEVER EVER! AND SHE MAKES SOOO MUCH OF IT!
FOR F~~~S SAKES! few weeks ago, she PUT HER GARBAGE CAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE F~~~ING HALLWAY, FILLED UP TO THE F~~~ING RIM! FULL OF HER FRACKING GARBAGE… DAFUQ! DOES SHE EXPECT ME TO TAKE OUT THE KITCHEN GARBAGE, AND HERS AS WELL!F~~~ NOW!
Been like 3 weeks now, and it’s still sitting there.HELL! EVEN WORSE !!!
One day she BROUGHT OUT HER GARBAGE, AND SHOVED IT INTO THE KITCHEN GARBAGE… INTO A F~~~ING EMPTY GARBAGE BAG…. THAT I HAD PUT IN.
every bit of garbage in this picture… is HERS.F~~~!
That just hit such a nerve, that i TRIED to leave it in there for her to clean up, BUT SHE JUST PILLED S~~~ UP IN THERE LETTING IT FALL ALL OVER THE FRACKING PLACE!My next attempt, i restrained myself a bit more, and SHE PUT THE GOD DAMN GARBAGE BAG ON THE FLOOR! DIDNT EVEN PUT A NEW ONE INTO THE GARBAGE CAN!
But, on my current attempt, i am now only putting garbage in a bag in my room, and am NO WAY IN HELL TOUCHING HER GARBAGE ANYMORE!
Her damn, filthy, DISGUSTING GARBAGE! AND SHE FILLS IT UP SOO FREAKING FAST TOOO!!!9.
SHE DOES NOT CLEAN THE SINK!
EVER.
EVER.
EVEEEEERR!
I’ve had to draino the kitchen sink every two weeks cause of that c~~~, JUST TO KEEP THE FRUIT FLIES AWAY!JUST F~~~!
10.
When she sees something that i buy… she goes out and buys the same TYPE of thing.
it’s as if she is like, “hey, lookat me! i bought REAL BUTTER, no MARINE”
or more recently, i bought some Popsicles, just some cheap ones. $5 worth.NEXT DAY! SHE BUYS 4 FREAKING BOXES OF HAAGEN DAZ!!! ICE CREAM POPSICLES!
The list just goes on and on, and half of the crap she doesnt even touch.
11.
She is disgustingly negligent when it comes to meat.
I’ve seen her leave chicken breast in the fridge, till half a day after the best before / expiration date, FREEZES it…
THEN, a week later, THAWS IT IN THE SINK FOR 2 DAYS… THEN FREEZES IT AGAIN! THEN!!!! another week later, THAWS IT IN THE SINK FOR 3 DAYS, AND THEN COOKS IT! AND EATS IT!DISGUSTING!
Day 29, the after she “THINKS” that i JUST found out about her boyfriend…
Damn bitch woke me up at 7~9am… and goes into, “YOUR MY F~~~ING CHILD NOW” MODE!
F~~~!
She starts making this HUGE RUCKUS… PROBABLY to wake me up! so she can get her mangina boyfriend to man up and talk with me.Thankfully, i’ve had plenty of years of experience of people trying to wake me up… Yup, managed to get till noon, till they left.
So, to this point, she had been leaving the toilet FULL OF P~~~ EVERY OTHER FREAKING MORNING!
The air constantly getting RE-FEMINIZED WITH PERFUME AND CANDLE FUMES! OH! and did i mention that HER ROOM ALSO SMELLS LIKE P~~~? UNDERNEATH ALL OF THE FEMINIZED AIR?!I keep the windows open all day long now…
So, 1 month in, the place CONSTANTLY SMELLS OF, HER P~~~, FEMINIZED AIR, AND ROTTING FOOD!
Alright, now this REALLY SET ME OFF.
When i woke up, on day 29…
THIS!
WAS SITTING ON THE COUNTER!
HOLLY F~~~ING S~~~!
She wanted, ME, TO CLEAN UP HER MESS?
THE F~~~ING P~~~ STAINED FLOORS AND FLOORBOARDS, FROM HER F~~~ING P~~~!
THE F~~~ING MESS FROM HER NOT TAKING OFF HER F~~~ING SHOES!OMFG!!!
JUST, WHAT THE F~~~!AND WAIT! MY KITCHEN HAD BEEN REORGANIZED!!!
ALL OF MY S~~~, REMOTELY WITHIN THE VICINITIY OF THE KITCHEN, aside from appliances, and cooking bottles…
WAS DUMPED ON MY COFFEE TABLE!
AND EVERY FREAKING COOKING BOTTLE (except 4 olive oil) AND SOME COOKING UTENSILS WERE SHOVED INTO MY SPICE CABINET!!!!!
WHAT THE F~~~!
I was SOOO FREAKING P~~~ED!
I didn’t clean the floor till the day later, just to p~~~ her off…
Day 30, pressed the “clean” button, on my roomba… floors… more or less clean, aside from her P~~~ STAINS.Also, from day 30, she started doing stupid stuff, like leaving the door open while having sex with her boyfriend… to make me jealous? why the f~~~ would you do that? 99% of the time she leaves the door closed, and then when they go to f~~~, SHE OPENS IT UP JUST SO THAT I CAN HEAR IT!?!?!? WTF!
So, 2 weeks of her randomly opening her bed room door… 2 weeks of her BOYFRIEND STAYING OVER ALMOST EVERY FREAKING NIGHT! TOTALING TO 4 WEEKS OF THIS S~~~!
I hand her a nice big FAT NOTICE!
Your “boyfriend” has been staying overnight at an unacceptable frequency. As per the lease agreement Unauthorized Occupants are not permitted. Therefore you are in violation of a Substantial Breach in accordance to the Residential Tenancies Act of Alberta.
As per the lease agreement and the Residential Tenancies Act, Section 29(1), the penalty for a Substantial Breach is the security deposit, any unpaid rent, costs of any damages, and up to 3 months of rent.
Please come see me before Sept 14, 2014 to discuss the following options:
1. Re-sign the lease to include your boyfriend
2. Limit your boyfriend’s overnight stays to 4 times per month
3. Move out, and pay the penalty of $2250.00As you can imagine, she shut up soo fast, and an hour later, had her mangina boyfriend come over to talk with me.
She didn’t even have the b~~~~ to talk to me about it her self.She obviously didn’t have a copy of the lease, or they were both freaking retarded, cause the “boyfriend” tried with a COMPLETELY FAILED attempt to lie to me. Said, “[he] had only stayed over night for a total of 4 times,” and that the lease said, “[he] had a week.”
Can you just imagine his face, when i replied with, “i doesn’t say that”
AND THEN HE MADE IT EVEN WORSE!!! LOL, I WAS PRACTICALLY LAUGHING IN MY SHOES!
he said, “well, what does it say?”
and i replied, “no other occupants”i used the number 4 as to be nice, and it is the most commonly used to describe the difference between a guest and occupant via number of nights over.
it shut them up good… for a few hours, then BAM! Louder than ever… and a week later, things started to quiet off… perhaps the mangina grew some b~~~~ and dumper her? 3:D
Summary / TL;DR
Women are just as bad to live with as roommates, as they are girlfriends.
if you’ve managed to find one that you are happy living with, then, you are by far lucky!
The sheer length of the article should express the frustration alone, and to think… It has barely been 1.5 months… just 4 more to go.My Goal: To Leave Society.
The title of this topic can be a bit misleading, because I have never been in the Blue Pill Hell. I am writing a story of a friend’s boyfriend. Yup, I have this female friend and she had a boyfriend and that boyfriend is the one who lived in the Blue Pill Hell.
This friend of mine, was indeed a good friend. She was nice and mature (Or so it seemed). She had this boyfriend, a really nice guy. He was a bit shy and kind of an introvert. He would just smile foolishly whenever you talk to him, but even then, he looked like the sort of person who was far from a fool. He looked like someone who is timid, shy and afraid of confrontation, but cunning and smart at the same time. The kind of person a bitch would call “Dork”. One day, my friend called me and told me that “MGHOW Dork” is dumping her. She was crying and sad and everything. I tried to comfort her and calm her down telling her “There’s plenty more fish in the sea” and stuff like that. And I seemed right at that time because within 2 or 3 days, they got together again. Happy ending? Far from it. Turns out, “MGHOW Dork” was actually trying to break up with her, but the way she just fell on to his shoulders, he just could not say no. As I said, a guy afraid of confrontation. And she kept calling and calling and calling eventually he got entangled into the blue pill hell once more.
He tried breaking up with her again, twice, to no avail. Then he formed an ingenious plan! He went to the University with my friend, “Miss No-Break-up” and enrolled for some courses. Then they went to a fine restaurant and had a meal before going back their own homes and spending the night chatting over the phone. Next day, he woke up, headed straight for the University, and dropped out of all the courses he took. Next, he went to a cellphone store and bought a new cellphone with a new sim card. He smashed his old one and chucked the old sim card into the trash can. He then headed to work and gathered all his close colleagues and told them his plans. And the best part is, what I heard from “Miss No-Break-Up”, “MGHOW Dork” actually never took her to his home. She went to the street he lived at but never went to his apartment. He he. There was no way for “Miss No-Break-Up” to find him now.
This is a montage of what happened next:
– Miss No Break Up went to the University and waited for him outside his classroom, he did not show up. “I swear I saw him enroll to this course!”
– Miss No Break Up tried to call him to no avail, “Weird! Why would his cellphone be off?”
– Miss No Break Up spent the next day trying to call with no results.
– Miss No Break Up went to the University again.
– Miss No Break Up finally got worried and thought that it was the time for extreme measures.
– Miss No Break Up went to his workplace. 4 of his colleagues said, “Oh? He quit the job!” When he actually was in the office at that time lol.
– Miss No Break Up got all worked up and almost lost her mind and in the mean time, “MGHOW Dork” Turned into a True “MGHOW”.
– Miss No Break Up, now Miss Dumped, called me up for help. She was my friend and I had to help.I went to Miss Dumped’s house. She told me the whole story (She thought something had happened to Mr. MGHOW, but I had already guessed the truth). She then told me which street he lived in and asked me to find his house (Because she lived miles away from Mr. MGHOW and my house was at a walking distance). I said I will try, because I surely did not want to do it. But she kept making my life a living hell. She kept calling me and asking me to go check up on him. So I did. I went to the street he lived in and it wasn’t really hard to find him, given that how well I knew that place. And I talked to him. He was a bit worried because he knew where my Allegience lay, at Miss Dumped. But he soon found he was wrong as I was simply a man of reason. I heard the whole story from him and called up Miss Dumped. I said “Oh. I couldn’t find his house. Tough luck.” But Miss Dumped simply would not give her. And to add to the torture, her Mother joined in. They would call me day and night when I finally had to say, “Alright, I would go there again.”
Then, I simply called him up (Because he finally saw that I was a MGHOW and would, in no way, support her. And he gave me his number for situations like this). And we formed another plan. This time, I called her and said “Yes, I went to his house and talked to him. He wants to dump you.” All I heard her say was “Blah Blah and Blah Blah oh hold on Blah Blah Blah My mom wants to talk to you” She handed her mom over the phone and I heard her say “And more Blah.” I managed to catch a few words in between though, just so I could give an appropriate response, which was, “Well, I would give the phone to him so that you can talk to me, but your shenanigans caused him to kick me out of his house. I felt insulted and I would never go there again!” To that, neither the mommy bear nor the daughter bear could say anything. But it did not stop, so, finally, I had to turn to someone who can actually help me…. a MAN. I called her father up and said, “Sir, your daughter is making my life a living hell. I never was a matchmaker, I was not here when they two got together and this in no way concerns me. As for the story, I think its your daughter’s fault not MGHOW’s, because he clearly wanted to end the relations~~~ on a good term, but she would just not let him go. Your daughter never had sex with him and you don’t have to worry about that either. Now it’s your job to fix it, not mine.” Her father assured me that he will and that was the end of the whole story. It has been months now since I heard from her.
Moral: Don’t go into a relations~~~, specially not with a over-obsessed No-Break-Up Bitch. If you do, it will be a Blue Pill Hell like this guy was in. And it will make other MGHOWs’ lives hell as well.
Posted by Neo on GYOW forums
A very interesting article back in December 18, 2013 posted by Obsidian. Even the picture I’m sure most of us have seen before is extremely symbolic.
I was only going to post s few highlights from this very long article but then it dawned on me, the whole thing is too good for just a few highlights and who knows, the article could vanish. For that reason, and to honour such a great piece of work, Ive posted it here in its entirety complete with all original links and highlights.
TLDR? Yea, that’s what I thought until I started reading…
The MGTOW Mystique
Posted on December 18, 2013 by Obsidian“The only way to win…is not to play.”
-WarGamesAs 2013 comes to a close, it is customary to look back on the year’s events, the “big” stories that made the year what it was. For our purposes, and for my money, 2013 will be go down as the Year of the Manosphere.
For those of us in the know, this fact comes as no great shock or surprise – indeed, we’ve been aware of this fact for at least a year now. Toward the end of 2012, RooshV, a Washington, DC-area pickup blogger and self-proclaimed “sex tourist”, boldly predicted on his website Return of Kings, that the Manosphere would garner mainstream media attention; that the MSM could no longer “ignore” us. Given the coverage the Manosphere has gotten in this regard in the year that would follow – which would include both “exposes’” and discussion about some of the key ideas, concepts and concerns that are regularly heard in said Manosphere – I think it fair to say, that Roosh’s being accurate would be an understatement.
While the rest of the world now knew of the existence of the Manosphere, those in the know are well aware of the low-level running battles certain parts of the ‘sphere have been engaged in, largely with Feminists of varying stripe, and their faces-in-high-places allies in the Cathedral. But these “battles”, mostly in the form of Internet postings article-rants and social media drive-by campaigns, have largely involved two of the three “legs” of the ‘sphere: MRAs, an acronym for “Men’s Rights Activists”; and PUAs, short for Pickup Artists. The third and final leg on the Manosphere stool that gets outsized attention, are what is known as the MGTOWs – Men Going Their Own Way. In fact, when you really stop to think about it, in many ways, the latter cohort of the Manosphere, gets a lot more attention than the other two do – and for good reason.
That reason, is simple: unlike the former two cohorts, MGTOWs have “gone Galt”, after the titular character John Galt in the book Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand (in the hood, we call it “going Ghost”; more on this below); a growing, and quiet, group of Men in early 21st century American life who have come to the conclusion that said society is increasingly hostile to them in myriad of ways, and as a response, they have decided to withdraw in varying ways. That includes pulling back from any social interaction that involves Women, first and foremost, and then decreasing any involvement with society that indirectly involves Women – so, for example, there is a growing cohort of Men who don’t even bother getting involved in the mating game anymore; and either the same or yet another cohort of Men who have deliberately limited their participation in “on the books” working arrangements, where they rightly surmise their tax payments will go to subsidize Women as a group in some way (a good example of this is the Obamacare program, and most notably the “Sandra Fluke” aspects of it, to say nothing of various welfare programs that subsidize unwed mothers and the like, etc.). Men’s Righters and Pickup Artists, say what you will about either, are at the very least, still “plugged in” to the system, i.e., they are still interacting in the World of Women, albeit in admittedly vastly different ways; whereas the Guys Going Their Own Way, are not – or at least, not anywhere near as much as the former two groups.
And (all the Single) ladies, are definitely taking notice.
Spend a bit of time Googling around using search terms like “MGTOW feminists” or “MGTOW women” or “MGTOW critiques” and see for yourself. Spend some time at some of the major Women’s sites, like Jezebel, Feministing, or Feministe, just to name a few (and please, do not let the shrill mocking tone fool you – it’s all a ploy to shame Men into “playing their role” in society – a tactic that, by all accounts, has failed miserably, I might add). You’ll quickly see a mountain of concern on their part over the growing cohort of Men in American life who are Dropping Out. Indeed, books have been written about it – “Manning Up” by Kay Hymowitz instantly comes to mind, as does Hanna Rosin’s “The End of Men”. Hill Harper has an entire chapter devoted to the topic in his “The Conversation”, and even arch-conservative Charles Murray’s excellent “Coming Apart” discusses the MGTOW phenomenon, although he doesn’t identify it as such, and gives his explanation for how and why it happens. Indeed, there are an entire shelf of books talking about the hows and whys of Men dropping out, and as far as I’m concerned the best of the lot is “Men on Strike” by Dr. Helen Smith. In it, she identifies four specific areas where increasing numbers of Men are “going on strike” in terms of involvement in American life. It’s an easy, quick yet powerful read, one that I highly recommend, and will revisit in future posts for further discussion, because it is just that important. (It is instructive – and telling – to consider the fact, that for all the yammering about “street harassment” and “creepers” in our time, there has yet to be one book written about it, let alone an entire shelf of same; compare and contrast to the above-mentioned works exhorting Men to “Man Up”…)
It has been estimated by various Manosphere insiders that the MGTOW arm of the ‘sphere is not only the largest segment, but its fastest growing – this, despite the fact that it is also its least organized of the three as well. This comes as no shock to this writer, for it is easy to see how relatively easy and simple it is to drop out, whereas both the MRA and PUA routes require a heck of a lot more work, time and effort, with payoffs not at all being as readily assured, or even worth it in the end. To be sure, I support both these efforts and for many reasons; but in pure cost/benefit terms, and on the individual level, which is where the MGTOW route makes the most sense, it truly does deliver more bang for the proverbial buck than the other two do, all things considered.
How and why do I say that?
Well, for one thing, I say all this as a Black Man, seeing all this from what I refer to as Ground Zero in the ongoing Sexual Politics Wars – Black America. For the past few decades, Black Men have been the shock troops in that war, arguably millions of them “going Ghost” in that time. As I’ve noted in a previous article, it is not at all unusual to pass through entire Black zones of a given city, and NOT see Black Men aged 30-49 in any appreciable numbers, if at all. Many will attempt to attribute this to mass incarceration of Black Men, or high homicide rates of same, and to be sure, they have played a role; but in a time when both are dropping, and, as we’ll see below, Black male cohorts outside of those commonly associated with jail and murder are “ghost” as well, something else has to account for the whys and wherefores as to why so many Brothas are MIA. MGTOWism, explains it very, very well. (Oh, and by the way, White Women’s efforts to get their Men to “Man Up” will fail, bigtime – I say this based on Black Women’s multi-decades long effort to shame Brothas into doing their bidding – even to the extent of having the Leader of the Free World upbraid them on the regular – all to no effect whatsoever. So y’all White Women might as well give it up right now. Won’t work.)
But perhaps the single biggest witness to the Brothas Going Their Own Way, are Sistas themselves; spend a bit of time around them, either live and in person, or perhaps better yet, in the Sistasphere online: Clutch, MadameNoire, Lipstick Alley and the like, and see for yourself. Not a day will go by where you won’t hear of at least one, and more often than not quite a few, Sistas bemoaning where all the “Good Black Men(TM)” have gone. Just this year alone, I’ve personally been witness to this – one Sista down in Baltimore lamented that the dance club she attended one Summer Friday night had a paltry handfull of Brothas with whom to dance on Black Facebook. And in real life, I attended a Labor Day Weekend backyard party of an early 40-something, singlemom-Sista – attractive, sociable, well-connected to the who’s-who’s of the area – where only one adult Black male showed up:
Me. All the other guys invited, didn’t bother to do so – this, after pleas on her part that she and her girlfriends would cook for them, etc. It was painful watching her ring up her guest list begging guys to come on through and get served by her and her girlfriends. Let me tell all the readers out there something about Black folks in general, and Black Men in particular, that they/we like to eat – especially if it’s free. Free grub at any event, be it a funeral, political rally, whatever, is guaranteed to get the Negroes out in force. But the fact that no other Brotha within shouting distance would dare approach this party, was truly a canary-in-the-mine moment for me – as I am sure it was a devastating blow to my hostess’ and her girlfriends’ egos to boot.
On the other hand, the food was delish.
In another example, earlier this Summer I wrote a piece at my personal blog The Obsidian Files, taking up the hysterical response of “living your best single life” expert Demetria Lucas to a documentary that’s made the rounds in Black American circles called “Frustrated: Black American Men in Brazil”. As the title suggests, it chronicles the lives of a group of Brothas who have decided to pull up stakes and head off to greener pastures elsewhere, and not always for the reasons one may assume (though being in the midst of a bevy of Brazilian chicas certainly doesn’t hurt). The documentary, which was a kind of “response” to a series of articles written in Essence magazine (who also employed Lucas at one time, I might add) – the Black Woman publication of record for some four decades running – on the supposed epidemic of craven sex-tourism run amok among Black Men, had Sistas from coast to coast up in arms and green with envy – how dare those Brothas not only Go Their Own Way, but to actually have an opinion about Black Women back home, and to make comparisons to the ladies they encountered in foreign lands to boot? What nerve! (Of course, Sistas who choose to try their hand at getting the “Boyfriend Experience” abroad is seen as empowering; Sex Tourism for me, but not for thee, dontcha know.)
All of this tallies well with the best “official” estimates and “studies” taken, where organized mating events, known as “meet markets” among upscale, college-educated, white-collar professional Black folks, reveals a Sista to Brotha ratio of as much as 7 to 1(!), with no end in sight. The reasons why such a state of affairs persists, is simple – but not easy to countenance, let alone directly and bluntly communicate to the Sistahood, especially if your bread and butter depends on keeping them happy. These events, and many others along these lines, have been afoot in Black America, for decades – once again confirming, that Black Men are the sharp end of the Manosphere spear.
Beckys of the world, are you taking notes?
Why it Matters
As I’ve noted elsewhere, human beings are extraordinarily sensitive to what scientists have referred to as the effective sex ratio of males to females in any given locality; both sexes have evolved “software” psychologically to fine tune their awareness of the abundance or dearth of available mates of the opposite sex in any given environment, and to tailor their mating tactics accordingly. I’ve also said, that in scenarios where there are markedly more of one sex than another, we can expect the more abundant sex to make more exaggerated displays that the opposite sex would find desirable. For example, one study was done in two cities in the state of Georgia, where it was found that the city with more Men than Women went into more debt buying homes, cars and credit card purchases – all signs of resources Women are drawn to in potential mates, especially long(er) term; whereas, in those environs where there are markedly more Women to Men (like NYC, or my hometown of Philly), as has long been the case in Black America, the Sistas there are more prone to show more skin, wear tighter clothing, offer sex quicker and get into catfights with other Women over Men. With more and more Brothas slowly but inexorably dropping out due to perverse incentives on offer to Sistas on the one hand, coupled with tremendous disincentives when it comes to Brothas on the other, we can safely predict these and related behaviors to continue unabated for the forseeable future.
MGTOWs – their very (non)existence matters greatly to Women, for precisely the aforementioned reasons – because they know and understand intuitively, that the more Men who dropout, the less likely they will be to pair off and find a mate. Even when most Women are primed to search for Mr. Big, the chances of that happening lessens with fewer Men overall on the mating grounds – and the harder it is to lock one down on the off chance said Mr. Big is in attendance, due to so many more Women also being in attendance. Add this to the other ways in which the “Men strike” impacts society for the everyday Woman – fewer “nice guys” around to hold doors open, let ladies in front of them in shops or on buses and trains; assist them with varying things over the course of a day; plummeting social capital in local communities (like the Black one, for example), to say nothing of an ongoing Mancession coupled with more Men voluntarily leaving the worlds of work and school as we’ve previously known it, and it all makes sense as to why we see so much insistence on Men “Manning Up” in our time, especially coming more and more, from Women themselves. With more and more Men now being documented as dropping out of just about every area of American life, it can be safely said that the MGTOW arm of the Manosphere, truly is the Silent Kill.
MGTOWs of The World, Unite!
For the diehard holdouts out there, deeply entrenched in their denial about these things, please allow me to disabuse you of said denial by informing you that what we’re talking about here ain’t local – it’s a global phenomenon. In fact, as faraway as Japan(!), MGTOWism has risen to the top of the social agenda, to such an extent that it is seen as a concern of national security. Checkout this documentary by the BBC, called “No Sex, Please; We’re Japanese” and see the cold- hard facts for yourself. Sure, we’re not Japanese, and all that – but the underlying themes are there, nonetheless – in one of the world’s most prosperous nations, the only non-White country in the original G7 lineup. Consider the fact that here too in the States, marital rates are at all time lows, along with birth rates, especially for the upwardly mobile crowd (indeed, we are now seeing dysgenic breeding/mating patterns in the lower depths of American life, Black, White, and Other, alike), and video games like the latest iteration of Grand Theft Auto made more money, and in a shorter amount of time no less, than Summer blockbusters like Iron Man 3, Man of Steel, the Twilight series or The Hunger Games.
Think on that for a moment. Yes, ladies, you can be replaced…not by a fleshlight, “sexbot” or even a blow-up doll – but a console. At least the Japanese guys are still interested in girls, albeit virtual ones. Dudes here in the USA? We’d rather play shoot em up.
What all of this comes down to, again, is incentives; and as any student of human behavior knows well, change the incentives, and you change the behavior. What Women in our time, of any color, need to be asking themselves, is what is it about our time that has so many Men heading for the proverbial exits? But to do that kind of deep soul-searching questioning of the status quo, one must first deeply question their assumptions about human nature in general, and Male nature in particular. Most Women wrongly assumed that their “Magical Hoo-Hoo’s” will make a Man do almost anything to get inside it – the MGTOWs are proving that assumption, wrong. Just as human beings are sensitive to things like sex ratios, so too are they sensitive to incentives, or the distinct lack thereof, and act/respond accordingly. Women in our time need to understand, that so long as Men rightly perceive themselves to receive increasingly diminishing returns on their “Manning Up”, more and more of them will say “no thanks” and simply Drop Out.
Be afraid, ladies. Be very, very afraid.
Now adjourn your arses…
The Obsidian
While looking at the main page of MGTOW.com I saw the few shifting links that seem to pass by every 10 seconds or so. One of the links was of a video clip of a young man saying he “dosent want to have a girlfriend” because he thinks there a “waste of time”. I thought for second good for him more free time for him to do what he really wants. I also chuckled inside thinking that what i had seen was both cute silly and very smart of him but nothing short of spot on for his values. I searched up some videos of him and was watching him as I was watching I coulndt help think of my own child hood and the links to my age and the use of large words from a very young age mentioned about him in the following clip https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBXZWB_dNsw .
A while ago I was researching about personality types and while I am still on the fence about such information i coulndt help but see some possable connections between a book section on the develoupment of INTJ children and his own child hood as well as my own again i could be seeing wrong but i think i am correct. That link above of him seems to fit with the following child hood INTJ decription of being very smart very early on in age. here is the data to compair for any intrested partys. check the video clip above with the following information taken from the book titled “Nurture by Nature: Understand Your Child’s Personality Type – And Become a Better Parent”
by Paul D. Tieger, Barbara Barron-Tieger
and let me know if you see any connections as well. peace to you all and here is the info. ps if this information is true then i was raised in the worst was possable threw out my child hood i was told to doubt my self all the time i was use to using big words and reading from a young age. i was very much seemingly to the T a INTJ child i am still tho in question about alot of things and i am seeking to heal from child abuse and so much more. i am doing most of this all on my own. the reason why are give in my profile details any one with any information that could help in in the healing process and who is able to communcate to me in such a way so as to speak my INTJ way please do so thank you in advance. cheers to you all. enojy the reading below.
The Development of INTJ Children
INTJ: Creating Perfection
‘This child was ready for high school in kindergarten.’Understanding the real essence of INTJ children is a difficult task because they are not always easy to figure out and are almost impossible to control. All INTJs prize themselves on their individuality and on the uniqueness of their ideas and their thinking. Their most striking and highly developed characteristic is their inner vision and the internal connections they make. Intensely private, they do not like to be figured out, yet while they make not act like it, they do want their parents to understand them. But parenting, understanding, and accepting INTJs can be as rewarding as it is challenging.
The examples that follow are drawn from stories of real children. But since all people are unique, your INTJ may not demonstrate all of the characteristics described or may not demonstrate them with the same degree of intensity. But if your children really is an INTJ, most of what you read should sound strikingly familiar.
Preschool INTJs
Birth to Age 4Intellectual and intense are perhaps the two most common attributes of young INTJs. Many parents remark that their INTJ babies seem wise – or older than their years. Watchful and observant, most INTJ babies are the detached observers they remain their whole lives. They are usually self-contained and calm, and cautious and slow warming up to strangers. They don’t tend to be especially smiley babies and can seem a bit too detached for their parents’ tastes, especially Feeling parents or first-time parents with expectations that theirs will be the giggly, cuddly, TV, Gerber baby.
INTJs are usually happy to play alone for extended periods of time and are hesitant to get involved in the play of other children. Typically, they prefer to sit on the sidelines watching until they have gathered sufficient information to fully understand the game or the dynamics of the group.
Nicole’s mother remarked that it was as if Nicole never really was a baby. She seemed to be born an adult in a small body. She was rather awkward around children her own age and seemed to struggle with making friends. When they would go to parties while Nicole was a toddler, she would stand beside her mother (but never sit on her lap) and watch the other children. Even when they invited her to join in, she would refuse until she felt ready. Usually she did choose to play, but rarely with the freedom and sense of abandon that other kids had.
Early and very sophisticated language is another common trait of most young INTJs. Sometimes called intellectually precocious, INTJs frequently surprise and amuse their parents and other adults with their advanced vocabularies and complex sentence structures. At less than two years of age, it’s not unusual for an INTJ to describe buttons on a sweater as ‘difficult’ or a hard puzzle as ‘exasperating’. They seem to skip the baby-talk stage and move right into having intelligent conversations.
Most INTJs are much more fascinated with new experiences than with new people. From very early on, they like to play with toys that surprise them, like to create structures, and enjoy making art. Their highly develop imaginations give them a unique perspective on the world, and they enjoy testing their environment to more fully understand what makes it work. INTJs usually have rich inner lives and adore fantasy and myth.
One of Chris’s favorite activities when he was four or five was to place his full-length mirror on the floor and look at the world upside down. He could spend hours looking around and imagining living life on the ceiling.
INTJs usually love books. They love to be read to and are often early readers themselves. Many seem to learn to read spontaneously, and they tend to exhaust the resources of their environment at an enormous pace. Their curiosity about the natural world drives them to ask a lot of questions about why things are as they are. They are never satisfied with a superficial or vague answer and may persist in their questioning until they gain the full sense of the topic. Many INTJs love visiting museums – especially science museums – where they can discover the reasons and principles behind everyday occurrences, the things everyone else takes for granted. Most INTJs are happiest when they are given plenty of room and time to explore what interests them.
Another way that INTJ children can seem more like adults than kids is in their logical thinking and decision-making style. Many INTJs are described as fearless, and it does seem that little upsets or intimidates them. They appear detached and unaffected by the emotions or reactions of the people around them. They may be curious about why another child is crying but are usually more interested in receiving a clear and logical reasons for the person’s emotions than in trying to put themselves in the sobbing child’s place. Their emotional life is private even from their early years, and they don’t cry as easily or as often as other children and often prefer to privately comfort themselves.
Even from their preschool years, INTJs are competitive with themselves. They have a clear vision of what they want to accomplish and are thoroughly dissatisfied, and even disgusted, with anything less. They will refuse help or input on projects they are working on and may abandon them if others offer too much advice or make too many comments.
Daphne’s mom learned the hard way that while Daphne was working on a drawing, she needed to steer clear of her work space. If she made a complimentary comment while Daphne was still working, Daphne would frown and cover the paper with her hand. But offering a suggestion was really the kiss of death – Daphne would crumple up the paper, throw it away, and leave the room.
INTJs are usually comforted and comfortable with routines and structure around them. They like to know what’s going to happen in advance and need plenty of preparation time to adjust to changes in plans. Some INTJs seem to have a passionate sense of order and may play at lining their toys or even organizing their socks. Others may want to be told which clothes match so they can pull together coordinated outfits but are content to live in a messy room. But INTJs do tend to take longer than one might expect to make a decision, needing time to gather the information necessary to be sure they are confident of their actions. They can be slow to engage or make transitions, but once they’ve made up their minds, they can be very clear about their positions and unwilling to compromise.
The Joys and Challenges of Parenting Preschool INTJs
The fact that INTJs are a fairly uncommon type in the American culture makes it both difficult and fascinating to parent them. As young children, they lack the social experience to gracefully navigate through the complicated and contradictory waters of human interaction and relations. They can seem awkward or rude because they simply will not engage in conversation with others unless they feel comfortable or recognize a clear and compelling need to. No amount of pressure or encouragement is going to make them. In fact, they can be downright stubborn, and few can adequately match their strength of will. Once they take a position, it would be easier to hold back the tide than to change their minds.
Because Jillian had lived in the desert Southwest for the first three and one half years of her life, she’d never experienced snow. She’d seen pictures and videos about snow and was both curious and excited about it. But when her family moved to the North and she experienced her first snowfall at age four, she hated it. The reality of the cold, wet stuff in no way matched her idealized fantasy of it. So, for that entire winter season, she refused to let her feet touch the ground. She insisted that she either be carried outside or permitted to stay home. She became literally and figuratively an immovable object.
Learning to accept the intractable positions of INTJs can be difficult, especially for parents who themselves were raised to comply without question. Unlike children of other types, they are usually unaffected by attempts to cajole or the use of guilt to get them to do what you want. Forcing an INTJ to obey almost never works. When told not to leave the table until they have eaten a food they dislike, INTJs are likely to still be there at midnight. It’s both pointless and destructive to try to force this child into becoming more easygoing or less demanding. Acceptance is the first important step to better understanding and encouraging the development of their self-esteem.
Mark’s parents found that if they involved Mark in making decisions and asked his input on making rules, he was much more likely to follow them. They told him, in advance, of their plan to make changes. And they learned to patiently explain the logical reason for the change and let him live with the idea for a while before the new rule was put in place.
The outward guard of many INTJs can be difficult to penetrate. They are such even-tempered, internal, and emotionally contained children. They are rarely given to expressions of joy or rage and usually resist a parent’s effort to comfort them, even when they are unhappy. When they become upset, their tendency is to withdraw even further into their own world. Although it can be painful to do, parents must learn to stand by, offering their support – only once – and then respect their child’s need for privacy. If the child decides to share his feelings, it is imperative that the parent sit silently, listening, never offering comment or advice. Many parents of INTJs have learned the hard way that if they try to engage or press their child, they will be met with stony silence.
While the rich inner lives of INTJs is a source of great joy and satisfaction to them, they can be easily misunderstood by the world around them, since they naturally see things from a different perspective. They are most energized when thinking about different ways of doing things and are bored quickly with tedium or concrete tasks. And their natural curiosity can seem like intentional obstinacy or misbehavior.
Beth’s desire to take things apart exasperated her grandmother, who took care of her three days a week. She often persisted in touching things she was told not to or in scaring her grandmother by wandering off by herself at the park. Her mother quickly saw that the many accidents she had were caused by her intense need to discover things for herself. She took risks and was taken to the hospital several times before kindergarten for everything from breaking her arm to eating poison berries. It was difficult to find a balance between supervising Beth to keep her safe and giving her freedom to explore the world.
INTJs’ drive to ask ‘what if’ is a very important piece of their self-image. Consequently, parents need to sometimes protect their child from the rest of the world that thinks this instinct should be reined in. Expressing a genuine openness and receptivity to alternative ideas encourages the INTJ’s innate desire to explore the possible. Providing and respecting privacy for the child to express her creativity is vital. It is important to remember that the INTJ creates for herself, not for others. Not insisting or pressuring her to share the final product or beginning that it be displayed or discussed protects the enjoyment of the activity from being spoiled for the child and is a real gift of love to the young INTJ.
INTJs’ naked honesty and directness can result in behavior others consider rude or unsociable. While they rarely are intentionally hurtful or mean, they can be rather self-centered and oblivious to the impact their actions have on others.
Jeremy could be rather bossy with other children and especially so with his younger brother, Sam. He would agree to play with Sam only if Sam would obey all of Jeremy’s rules. The game had to go Jeremy’s way or not at all. And Jeremy was perfectly content to stop playing completely if he couldn’t be in control. Even from about age five, he had a very superior attitude and would often say, ‘I know I’m right, and I don’t really care what anyone else thinks.
INTJs learn best, with age and experience, that there is indeed a logical consequence of selfish behavior. Over time, they come in to see that if they want to be included in games, they need to soften some of their bluntness and curb some of their need to be in charge. They are best left to discover things on their own, surrounded by parents who accept them as they are and love them no matter what.
I am sure most of you saw the video of the cop struggling with some beligerent beggar/junkie asshole in New Yorks Times Square who was dressed up like Spiderman. But something that no one seems to mention or are intentionally ignoring is the behavior of the fat female cop. The whole time her male partner is struggling to take Spidey down and is getting punched in the face, she is calling for backup and circling around them like a f~~~ing referee! Okay, she made a few lame attempts grabbing at his shirt, but that was it! After the male cop finally gets the guy on the ground then all of a sudden she comes alive and goes into action. Its f~~~ing pathetic. I dont care what anyone says, women have no place on the police force or military except for clerical or medical work. I would be okay with them piloting cargo planes and the like. But on the front lines where violence is a factor? Its f~~~ing nuts and does nothing but put male cops and soldiers in harms way.
Okay. Full disclosure. Politically I am a right wing Conservative with some Libertarian leanings. Almost all of the women I come across online however are Liberal/ Left Wing. This is hardly surprising to me as liberalism at its core is very much a mommy party based on emotion and eschewing empirical evidence or your own lying eyes. I dont want to get into a whole political thing here, but this is just how I see it. One of the hallmarks of todays Liberalism is “Tolerance” and non-discrimination to almost suicidal ends. Tolerance and acceptance of other people’s choices, cultures, lifestyles, morality you name it. Yet for liberal women, this so called tolerant facade comes crumbling down when it enters the realm of men whom the liberal female will bless with her company. This can often be witnessed on dating sites. One in particular is OK Cupid. Those familiar with this site know that there is a whole host of questions that both men and women are asked to answer and are used as a barometer of sorts as to their mutual compatibility. Right off the bat you can tell that most of the questions were written by a liberal just from the biased way the questions are framed. But I digress.
I dont know about most other guys, but when I see some girl online that I might be interested in dating there are only a few things I want to know?
1. Am I physically attracted to her.
2. Is she nuts or does she have the high potential of being a ball breaker?
3. Does she seem like she is sweet, caring, nurturing and feminine.
4. Is she a slut with a bunch of kids from three different men.Thats it! Thats all I want to know or care about at first blush. The rest I will determine from when we go out on our first date or talk to each other. Other than that, I can think of nothing else that would be an initial deal breaker for me, or would prevent me from even talking, texting her. Are their certain things she might list that would have me rolling my eyes and put my radar antenna up? Absolutely. But these things would in no way keep me from meeting someone. So could someone please show me where all this free-flowing tolerance is? The problem with many of these women is that as tolerant and spontaneous as they claim to be, they are the complete opposite. By looking at a mans bio and the way he’s answered some stupid questions they have already gone through a 5 year relationship with you in their head! In two seconds they have created a bunch of different scenarios of your lives together, thought of what their friends would think of you, had your first anniversary together,gone through an unplanned pregnancy and finally divorced!
Here are just a few samples of OK Stupid questions that are immediate “Dont email me” if you dont answer correctly:
1. Your significant other is perfectly content with their minimum wage job and has no plans to look for more challenging/batter paying work. Is this a problem?
Almost all women answer “Yes. I wouldnt be able to tolerate that”. So I guess it matters not if he is the nicest and most decent guy in the world or if he is simply an intellectual who lives in the world of books and ideas and could give a s~~~ about keeping up with the Joneses. My answer? No. I dont give a s~~~.
This next one if very telling of todays American woman. It may not be a “Deal breaker” question but is very revealing.
2. Rate your self confidence. Below average,average, higher than average, Very, very high.
Take a guess what the majority answer? Yup. Higher than average and very, very high. Welcome to the fallout of years of pumped up false and toxic self esteem with nothing to back it up.
3. Could you ever date someone who has strong political feelings that are opposite of your own?
Take a guess. NO.
4. Would you date a smoker?
No. I think its disgusting.
I dont know how most of the older broads made it throgh the 80s and 90s. Granted, this attitude is just for American males. I guarantee you if some devilishly handsome Frenchmen with a Guilloise hanging from his lips sniffed in her direction she would be buying him his ashtrays.
5. Would you date someone who has negative feelings towards another race?
No.
Of course it doesnt occur to these knee jerk’s that there are things known as gradations. They just see a guy with a white hood giving a “Sieg Heil”. Just because someone has a problem with other races, there could be a rational reason. It doesnt immediately mean they are ready to comit genocide. Once again. Non-Discrimination as todays highest moral value rears its head.
6. Would you date someone who tells racist jokes.
NO.
Of course a few Polish, Irish or Italian jokes would be okay though. Because hey, they are just dumb white European oppressors anyway.
7. Would you date someone who kept a gun in the house?
NO.Of course that attitude would dramatically change if rapist and murderer entered her house and her boyfriend who was staiyng over just happened to pull out a Glock. But hey, no critical thought neede here. After all, if he owns a gun he is just one step away from being a mass murderer and right wing nut job right?
The list just goes on and on.
Topic: Retirement: Invest or Save?
Hi guys,
I’m a guy in his late 20’s just getting out of debt (Student loans, Credit cards, Overdrafts etc.) and it feels great to be nearly free of the debt burden.
Now I have been faithfully paying off my loans for the past half dozen years, finally I will have some extra cash to either save for retirement or to invest for retirement.
My question relates to what would be the best way to use this money?
I’m sure that pension plans and retirement funds are some kind of a scam, as I’m sure the return on your investment is never equal to that of your payments in. That said, the investing plan is also uncertain to me because I am not very knowledgeable about the stock markets.
I am wondering what to do now that my debts are nearly paid off, and the extra cash I have become used to paying off I will now be able to use for other purposes, ideally a nest egg type of rainy-day fund, or some other kind of long term investment that I can rely on what I am in my late 60s as a retirement income.
I’m from the UK and we have a tax free saving scheme similar to that of a RothIRA, called a Cash ISA. You can save tax free with a government backed savings plan, up to £15,000 per year (Roughly $25,000 at time of writing). It is safe and secure but offers a very low rate of return at around 1.5-2% per year depending on which type of ISA you choose (there are various offers at different banks). I also, cannot currently set aside the full amount of £15k per year, only a fraction of that. Would it be wise to start to save in this? Or should I start to think about other investments?
One investment I looked into was a DPP (Direct Stock Purchase Plan) whereby you invest regular amount a month into a company directly with the company, thus avoiding any broker fees or portfolio management fees. There are quite a lot of big name corporations that already offer these plans, but it does depend on their stock price always rising and this is uncertain.
Finally, another option I have considered is P2P lending. You can lend your own funds to other people within a peer to peer lending exchange like Zopa or LendInvest or RateSetter, and act as a sort of bank. You loan your money using the infrastructure of one of the p2p lenders to someone who wants to borrow. You can expect 4% return pa over 3 years and up to 5.8% return pa over 5 years. This is personally what I am looking at right now as it is simple to understand and the returns seem to beat the stock market and ISA rates. Also, I have been on the other side of lending for a long time after lending money for my student loans, personal loans and credit cards and faithfully paying it all back at around 9% interest for the past half dozen years, so I know that there are good people to lend to who do pay back their loans, and the loans are backed by the p2p lending company as they have a vested interest in everything going smoothly as they have their reputations to secure as well as 1% fee from every p2p loan/borrow trade.
Anyway, long and starting to ramble so I will leave it at that
Any advice would be great!
Become Happier By Avoiding Sex, Marriage, Fatherhood, And Parental Alienation Syndrome.
[Introduction]
My information is a combination of three stories. The first story describes one of the most important books that I have ever read (Adult Children of Parental Alienation Syndrome by Amy Baker). The second story uses information from online articles to reveal events that are enormously influenced by family problems (like Parental Alienation Syndrome). Parental Alienation Syndrome is probably the worst family problem because it can last for decades after the relationship with the spouse or the lover has ended. The other family problems can be eliminated when the couples divorce or when the unmarried couples separate. The third story explains why parental alienation methods were used against me by an unexpected group of people.
[Book Summary]
Forty adult participants were interviewed for Adult Children of Parental Alienation Syndrome (by Amy Baker). The book has a lot of long and informative quotes from those interviews. During childhood, each of the 40 adult participants had an alienating parent (usually the mother) that manipulated them into unjustly hating (or pretending to hate) the targeted parent. Many participants said that they were frequently forced to make hateful or belittling comments to the targeted parent even though they secretly loved the targeted parent. The book gives a detailed explanation of each method the alienating parent used to manipulate or brainwash their children. The United States would become a better country if every targeted parent made their children read and talk to them about this book.
[Married Life With Children]
Many alienating parents manipulated their children into hating the targeted parent even though the married couple lived in the same home. The targeted parents are usually unaware of this hatred because the alienating parents and their children decide to keep their hatred a secret as long as the targeted parents (usually the father) stay in the marriage. One child secretly wanted his father to die. The targeted parent thought that his spouse and child were at home in another part of town, but the child was watching him (probably through a window) because the alienating parent told her son to secretly spy on his father. As an adult, the child finally told his father about the childhood spying, the secret hatred, and the other secrets.
In some marriages, the alienating parent made hateful or belittling comments to the targeted parent. In some of the openly hostile marriages, the children also made hateful or belittling comments to the targeted parent. During the marriage, children saw the alienating parent abuse the targeted parent (verbal abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse, or a combination of abuses). The author believes that many of the alienating parents had a personality disorder like narcissism (other disorders were named in the book). Family problems (including Parental Alienation Syndrome) affected the children. “Nearly half of college-age adults [19-25 year old students and non-students] struggle with a mental health disorder, from alcohol dependency to depression and anxiety. But only a quarter seek” treatment (“Young Adults Hit By Mental Health Issues,” BaltimoreSun.com).
One reason marriage rates are decreasing is because more people are witnessing the divorces and the unhappy marriages of numerous family and friends. People that were older than 20 and had divorced parents were 33 percent less likely to ever get married (“Research Suggests Children Of Divorce More Likely To End Their Own Marriages,” UNews.Utah.edu). The percentage of people older than 18 that were currently married was 72 percent in 1960 and 51 percent in 2010 (“Marriage Rate In America Drops Drastically,” HuffingtonPost.com). “According to U.S. Census Bureau statistics, in 1980 only 6 percent of men between 40 and 44 had never been married; in 2008 it was 16 percent (“The Stigma Of The Never-Married Man,” Details.com).” Fifty-six percent (56%) of all men and 65 percent of men with bachelor degrees remained in their first marriage for at least 20 years (“Only Half Of First Marriages Last 20 Years,” Today.com). “Two-thirds of all divorces are initiated by women (“Debunking 10 Divorce Myths,” Health.HowStuffWorks.com).”
[Child Support And Child Visitation]
Fifty percent (50%) of the children born to married parents will see their parents divorce before they reach the age of 18 (“Statistics on Children of Divorce in America,” About.com). Custodial parents (usually the mother) can ignore child visitation orders because there is usually no punishment (“Visitation Rights Must Be Enforced,” Cleveland.com). One father was divorced, he had child visitation problems after the divorce, and he remarried the alienating parent because he wanted adequate contact with his child. Some mothers will ask the family court for an increase in child support payments if the father’s income increases significantly. A few websites like LegalZoom.com answer the question: “Can I go after my ex-husband’s new wife’s income for more child support?” The answer is that in “limited circumstances” the ex-wife would get an increase in child support payments.
“Our [1997] data show that 4.5 million [56% of non-poor] nonresident fathers who do not pay child support have no apparent financial reason to avoid this responsibility. None of these fathers are poor (“Poor Dads Who Don’t Pay Child Support,” Urban.org).” In 2008, nearly 25 percent of parents did not pay any court-ordered child support, and another 30 percent did not pay the full amount (“Most Child-Support Payers Stiff Their Kids,” CBSNews.com). Twenty-four percent (24%) of custodial mothers did not receive any court-ordered child support from fathers, and thirty-seven percent (37%) of custodial fathers did not receive any court-ordered child support from mothers (“Child Support for Custodial Mothers and Fathers: 1991,” page 6, Census.gov).
The primary reason for child support delinquency is child visitation problems. Another reason is a “vindictive or unjust” divorce process (“The Family; Why Fathers Don’t Pay Child Support,” NYTimes.com). “Men Who Broke” (FathersForLife.org) has many stories of men that committed suicide because of enormous child support arrears or child visitation problems. Some fathers that are victims of Parental Alienation Syndrome pay the full amount of court-ordered child support, and some fathers that were treated well by their families do not pay the full amount of court-ordered child support. Father’s family court problems were explained extremely well in A Promise to Ourselves by Alec Baldwin (book) and Divorce Corp by Joseph Sorge (book and DVD).
When the children became adults that no longer lived with either parent, many alienating parents (usually the mother) would continue to prevent their children from establishing a relationship with the targeted parent. Many adult alienated children eventually had a positive relationship with the targeted parent. Many children will be permanently alienated from their fathers. Single divorced men with permanently alienated children and never-married men that never had children will be in a SIMILAR situation in their old age.
[Old Age]
“In-Home Care For Frail Childless Adults” (Urban.org) reveals the percentage of frail older men (age 65 and older) living in the community that receive in-home care from paid help and unpaid help (family and friends). The information excludes men living in nursing homes and assisted living facilities. Frail unmarried older men with no children received help 50.4 percent of the time (37.9% unpaid help and 20.3% paid help). Frail older men (both married and unmarried) with two children received help 59.8 percent of the time (58.4% unpaid help and 9.3% paid help).
Nursing homes and assisted living facilities are alternatives to in-home care. “Ohio nursing home and assisted living facility residents rated their overall satisfaction with the care they receive in the ‘B+’ range, according to a statewide survey by the Ohio Department of Aging (“Ohio Nursing Home Residents Rate Facilities Well In State Survey,” Cleveland.com). During old age, the entire Social Security payment of some fathers is confiscated by the government to pay child support (current and past-due). It does not matter if the child is an adult, if the debt was created decades ago, or if the father does not have another source of income (“Child Support vs. Social Security,” BankRate.com).
[Share The Wealth]
The emotional harassment that I experienced from an unexpected group of people (since 2001) is very similar to the parental alienation methods described in this book. Before I joined the Navy, I almost always worked minimum wage jobs (mostly in Atlanta, GA). My female Navy enlisted recruiter encouraged me to become a Navy Officer because she saw that I had a bachelor’s degree. I was too old to qualify for most officer job categories as a civilian. The age limits were higher for Navy enlisted personnel. I was interested in the officer program during my first several months of active duty, but I decided not to apply. For ten years (2001-2011), I was a Navy enlisted sailor on active duty in San Diego (CA). My significantly improved financial status caused women and society to change from not caring about my personal life to using emotional harassment to demand that I get a girlfriend and become a father.
I live alone, I have never been married, and I do not have any children. I used to have sex with women before I began practicing sexual abstinence. “Effectiveness Of Family Planning Methods” (CDC.gov) and “Contraception” (CDC.gov) reveal that the “typical use failure rate” for condoms is 18 pregnancies per 100 women per year (18 percent). Some single condom users want to wear two condoms at the same time. A few women that want to get pregnant will lie and say that male contraceptives are not needed because they are sterile or because they are using female contraceptives. I am happy practicing sexual abstinence and avoiding having a girlfriend because both plans allow me to avoid marriage and fatherhood. The percentage of women at the end of their childbearing years (the 40-44 age group) that have never given birth was 10 percent in 1976 and 18 percent in 2008 (“Childlessness Up Among All Women,” PewSocialTrends.org).
For the first time in my life (starting in 2001, when I was 32 years old), there was an extreme and coordinated effort to emotionally harass me at work and near my home. The emotional harassment continued after I moved from Atlanta (GA) to San Diego (CA). When I was near my home, strangers that I saw only once would either emotionally harass me or spy on me (child spying is described in my third paragraph). A hacker could spy on my laptop or smartphone (“WiFi Snooping: Who’s Spying On Your Laptop?,” KMOV.com). Company employees can view customer information like my online email account, my bank account, and my brokerage account (“Employees Snoop On Customer Data,” ABCNews.Go.com). My harassers often have information (negative and positive) that I did not reveal to anyone.
[Doctor’s Visit]
I was VERY ANGRY at the beginning of the emotional harassment (in 2001), but I got used to it. In 2010, my Commanding Officer (O-6 rank) forced me to see a psychiatrist even though I felt fine. I learned that the Navy does not need a very good reason to make a service member see a psychiatrist. I took a psychological test, and I talked to the psychiatrist. At the beginning of the session, I put a tape recorder on the table. I told the psychiatrist that I will record the entire session. I did not tell her that if I received an unfair diagnosis, then I would have used the tapes to get a second opinion from a psychiatrist that I would have hired. One year after I left the Navy, I destroyed the tapes. The psychiatrist decided that I should live at a Navy mental hospital for three days for observation. The Navy mental hospital told me that I did not have any mental disorders.
The psychiatrist said that information from my session would be revealed to my high-level supervisors (E-9 rank and above). Even if I was not warned, I would not have told the psychiatrist anything that I did not want the entire world to know. The harassers at my new job location and near my home knew specific things that I told the psychiatrist. The harassers were unable to get any damaging information. Before my 2005 re-enlistment, I knew that I would leave the Navy in 2011 (Honorable Discharge as an E-5). The emotional harassment will last for the rest of my life because I will not become an ATM machine (paying child support for my alienated children that I am rarely allowed to contact). “’In the 1950s, if you weren’t married, people thought you were mentally ill,’ said Andrew J. Cherlin, a Johns Hopkins University sociologist who studies families (“Married Couples At A Record Low,” WashingtonPost.com).”
[The Boycott]
The emotional harassment increased my desire to do research on marriage and fatherhood. The more research I did, the worse marriage and fatherhood looked. Marriage and fatherhood is much worse than the emotional harassment that I frequently deal with. I am used to the emotional harassment. The only major problem that I have is unemployment. Avoiding sex, marriage, and fatherhood means that I solved my future problems with family court and the unfair fatherhood laws BEFORE it was too late. If a large percentage of men boycotted family court and the unfair fatherhood laws for their entire life, then society would eventually be FORCED to create a better system. MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way) in the United States and Herbivore Men in Japan are large groups of men that are avoiding sex, marriage, fatherhood, and Parental Alienation Syndrome.
A Promise to Ourselves by Alec Baldwin (book) and Divorce Corp by Joseph Sorge (book and DVD) exposes a broken family court system that frequently does not care about “the best interests of the child.” Any solution to family court and the unfair fatherhood laws should have the goal of preventing unfair changes to the improved system after the children are born. One possible solution would be to pass laws that create “parental contracts” (similar to prenuptial agreements) that cover child custody, child visitation, and child support payments. The “parental contract” could require both parents to allow yearly “parental alienation awareness training” for their children.
The “parental contract” laws would reduce the number of unfair negotiated contracts. The law would have mandatory minimum child support payments. The “parental contracts” would allow both parents to avoid paying child support if both parents have an equal amount of child custody. If the custodial parent refused a non-custodial parent’s child visitation, then there could be a two-part punishment in the “parental contract” (a “flow reversal” punishment). In the first part, the permanent non-custodial parent would get temporary custody of the children for at least one month. In the second part, the direction of the child support payments would reverse during the temporary custody period. The permanent custodial parent would have to pay child support. A fair system would mean that fewer non-custodial parents would have child support arrears. Allegations of child abuse would have to be proven in a CRIMINAL court. A conviction would authorize the criminal court (not the family court) to punish the defendant by canceling or by modifying their “parental contract.” Parents (married and unmarried) without a “parental contract” would be in another system. [Written by Michael Anthony Hill in Miami, FL (07-01-14)]
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