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Hello Gentleman --
Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Erich which is my real name, and I am a lifestyle bachelor. My age is 42 and my current place of residence is Orange County, CA. For those of you that don't know, Orange County is wedged in between Los Angeles and San Diego counties. I would classify myself as being single, happily single.
Growing up as a youngster in the 70's is when I first became aware of womens push for equality, womens liberation or just womens lib as it was called. But somehow even as a kid, this just didn't seem right to me, I said to myself, "man is man and woman is woman". Mind you, I was raised only by my mother and my grandmother since my father had passed on when I was still an infant.
As I reached my early twenties in the mid-eighties, womens lib took on a newer look and became more known as feminism. Feminism! Even as a young man, I considered myself to be very intelligent and firmly grounded in reality, and what I saw transpiring before my very eyes made my approach with women , dating and thoughts of marriage take on a whole new light. I will say that I became of age, already, even at the tender age of 22. Being a teenager in the 70's, I can still remember the girls in high school looking so beautifully feminine in their sun dresses, so very nice. I remember those sweets kisses with the girls who embraced their femininity, so very nice. I feel so sorry for the young boys in this day in age who must deal with teenage girls in combat boots, sagging jeans showing their ass cracks, t-shirts emblazed with pimp/player logos, and lets not forget the trucker hat. The young man has now met his equal in all of her masculinized glory, what a pitiful site.
At 22, it only took a series of dates that I had went on to make me realize that women had changed and morphed into something that made me doubt about entering into a supposed lifelong commitment. It was quite apparent that these girls had 2 things in mind, one was control of the relationship and the other was an obsession with affluence that I had never really encountered before. In other words, it appeared to me that women were becoming complicated in the wrong sense, "High Maintenance" would be the proper descriptor. So, it was on through the 80's after having a couple of misguided girlfriends with things looking gloomier by the minute. As the end of the decade was drawing to a close, I noticed a disturbing new trend with women that was completely mind blowing to me, women who yearned to be "Treated Like ****". Hmmmm...can it get worse? Read on.
Ah, into the 90's, and what a decade for feminism it was. Sort of a breaking out party if you will. A new and bold catch phrase was born into our consciousness that forever changed the relationship between man and woman. Yes, "Woman of the 90's" was cast upon us. We were also assaulted with the new age lesbians or the bisexual females. Females were now completely unshackled from the chains of patriarchal bondage. Yes! Free to sleep with whom they please whether married or single, it just felt good and of course they deserved it. There was the attitude of self entitlement and the perpetual victim role was also born. I remember reading an article in the Orange County Register that was titled "Worm Boys", this article burned an image into my mind that absolutely made me realize that women were starting to lose touch with reality in their quest for feministic based equality, sick and contorted it was. The article was an expose on how the changing attitudes of women was affecting dating and or relationships. The worm boy was boring. But why? He was described as chivalrous, he opened doors, car doors and displayed good manners, payed for dinner. In other words, he was a normal guy, hardworking and for the most part and kept his nose out of trouble.
I said to myself this just can't be, women are supposed to like the good guys. Right? I was raised to be a good guy, not nice syrupy sweet and not a jerk, but a good guy. Suddenly, women are kicking these guys to the curb. It's not a good thing to be mentally disillusioned, especially when one has reached adulthood, scary thing man, scary. Suddenly, Buffy and all her high maintenance girlfriends are looking like feminazis. Another troubling trend I observed was women were proudly proclaiming that they "Didn't need a man or men" anymore. You know what? That's when I started to say to myself, ok sure, **** you too. Ohh and how this statement would come back to haunt them...
But somehow, I still wanted to hold out for the right girl, my soul mate as it were, surely she must be out there someplace. Yes? Well, two mesmerizing occurrences happened before my eyes with two good guys that I knew. Were they perfect? Hell no, but they were honest hardworking guys that provided for their families and did what they had to do. One guy was Noel, he appeared to have a pretty stable marriage until suddenly wifey want's to start doing the nightclub circuit, this is right after she gave birth to their son. She tried to come up with some bull**** excuse about postpartum depression, in other words, I have the right to do whatever the hell I want. Another new feminazi phrase was born, "The Control Freak". Well Noel called me one night and was incredibly upset because he went down to the nightclub to where his wife was at and he saw her getting grounded upon by 4 guys on the dance floor. Yah, good cure for the ole postpartum huh? Of course and shortly thereafter she filed for divorce and left this guy holding the bag. Ever see a grown man broken down and shattered? Not pretty.
The other sad tale is of a friend named Allan. Another good guy but not perfect, but this guy worked his arse off to be a good provider for his wife. Worked hella long hours to be able to purchase a home and have 2 vehicles no less. Then suddenly he came down with a type of kidney disease, and luckily his mother was able to donate to him, but he almost died, lost the sight of one eye and was unable to work for quite some time. So how does wifey show her loving support? She leaves him at a time when he needs her most. Not only that she fleeces the crap out of him and then tells him, "I'm sorry, but I have to do what I have to do". Suddenly, finding that soul mate is looking less and less attractive by the minute. One horror story after another.
It becomes apparent to me that there is another growing trend amongst women, they want the man to work hard and many hours so she can have the things she wants, then when the husband is not home much, they complain that he never home ENOUGH. Self absorption at its finest. When one starts to lose touch with reality and lives in a world of fantasy, flip flopping becomes the name of the game. She says, I want a strong but sensitive guy, someone wild but responsible, someone rich but down to earth....yada yada..ad- nauseum. You know what femhag? I ain't buying it.
And with this attitude come the attacks. People started to ask me if I hated women. I mean, I was floored, literally. There was not one once of hatred in my tone or in the essence of my philosophies. Everything I spoke about was backed by fact and all the facts were around for everyone to see. I mean men were asking me if I hated women, not just women, hence, the male feminist was born. But more importantly, the feminazies perfected what I call Flipping the Script. If I spoke against the fem movement I was a women hater, If I didn't sympathize with all her now badly made life choices, I was a woman hater, If I wanted to be a man and masculine at that, I was a control freak and abusive. Yah, the 90's brought about the era of self-entitlement and the aura of being the perpetual victim for women. An ugly decade and the complete breakdown of the honorable marriage was in full steam ahead. Oh, I forgot to mention, wifey started to leave their husbands for the all exciting bad boys, and when it blew up in her faces and after they got humped and dumped, who did they blame? You bet, men of course. Hey babe, maybe it's time for you to start looking in the mirror.
As I entered into the 2000's already in my late thirties, I noticed that women seemed to be softening somewhat on their feminazi viewpoint. By God! I said to myself, maybe there is a glimmer of hope and they've begun to see the error of their ways! Well, not a fat ****ing chance at that. After about a minute I was on to their new con game. You see, women were beginning to notice that men were becoming wise to the so called rights for women bull**** scenario, they started to say the hell with that. So the modern emancipated American/Western woman had to create another mode in which to be in, more predatory and cunning in nature. She smoothed out some of those radical feministic edges and appeared to be the loving female again, supportive in sickness and in health. She promised again to a a great wife and mother.
Hello Gentleman --
Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Erich which is my real name, and I am a lifestyle bachelor. My age is 42 and my current place of residence is Orange County, CA. For those of you that don't know, Orange County is wedged in between Los Angeles and San Diego counties. I would classify myself as being single, happily single.
Growing up as a youngster in the 70's is when I first became aware of womens push for equality, womens liberation or just womens lib as it was called. But somehow even as a kid, this just didn't seem right to me, I said to myself, "man is man and woman is woman". Mind you, I was raised only by my mother and my grandmother since my father had passed on when I was still an infant.
As I reached my early twenties in the mid-eighties, womens lib took on a newer look and became more known as feminism. Feminism! Even as a young man, I considered myself to be very intelligent and firmly grounded in reality, and what I saw transpiring before my very eyes made my approach with women , dating and thoughts of marriage take on a whole new light. I will say that I became of age, already, even at the tender age of 22. Being a teenager in the 70's, I can still remember the girls in high school looking so beautifully feminine in their sun dresses, so very nice. I remember those sweets kisses with the girls who embraced their femininity, so very nice. I feel so sorry for the young boys in this day in age who must deal with teenage girls in combat boots, sagging jeans showing their ass cracks, t-shirts emblazed with pimp/player logos, and lets not forget the trucker hat. The young man has now met his equal in all of her masculinized glory, what a pitiful site.
At 22, it only took a series of dates that I had went on to make me realize that women had changed and morphed into something that made me doubt about entering into a supposed lifelong commitment. It was quite apparent that these girls had 2 things in mind, one was control of the relationship and the other was an obsession with affluence that I had never really encountered before. In other words, it appeared to me that women were becoming complicated in the wrong sense, "High Maintenance" would be the proper descriptor. So, it was on through the 80's after having a couple of misguided girlfriends with things looking gloomier by the minute. As the end of the decade was drawing to a close, I noticed a disturbing new trend with women that was completely mind blowing to me, women who yearned to be "Treated Like ****". Hmmmm...can it get worse? Read on.
Ah, into the 90's, and what a decade for feminism it was. Sort of a breaking out party if you will. A new and bold catch phrase was born into our consciousness that forever changed the relationship between man and woman. Yes, "Woman of the 90's" was cast upon us. We were also assaulted with the new age lesbians or the bisexual females. Females were now completely unshackled from the chains of patriarchal bondage. Yes! Free to sleep with whom they please whether married or single, it just felt good and of course they deserved it. There was the attitude of self entitlement and the perpetual victim role was also born. I remember reading an article in the Orange County Register that was titled "Worm Boys", this article burned an image into my mind that absolutely made me realize that women were starting to lose touch with reality in their quest for feministic based equality, sick and contorted it was. The article was an expose on how the changing attitudes of women was affecting dating and or relationships. The worm boy was boring. But why? He was described as chivalrous, he opened doors, car doors and displayed good manners, payed for dinner. In other words, he was a normal guy, hardworking and for the most part and kept his nose out of trouble.
I said to myself this just can't be, women are supposed to like the good guys. Right? I was raised to be a good guy, not nice syrupy sweet and not a jerk, but a good guy. Suddenly, women are kicking these guys to the curb. It's not a good thing to be mentally disillusioned, especially when one has reached adulthood, scary thing man, scary. Suddenly, Buffy and all her high maintenance girlfriends are looking like feminazis. Another troubling trend I observed was women were proudly proclaiming that they "Didn't need a man or men" anymore. You know what? That's when I started to say to myself, ok sure, **** you too. Ohh and how this statement would come back to haunt them...
But somehow, I still wanted to hold out for the right girl, my soul mate as it were, surely she must be out there someplace. Yes? Well, two mesmerizing occurrences happened before my eyes with two good guys that I knew. Were they perfect? Hell no, but they were honest hardworking guys that provided for their families and did what they had to do. One guy was Noel, he appeared to have a pretty stable marriage until suddenly wifey want's to start doing the nightclub circuit, this is right after she gave birth to their son. She tried to come up with some bull**** excuse about postpartum depression, in other words, I have the right to do whatever the hell I want. Another new feminazi phrase was born, "The Control Freak". Well Noel called me one night and was incredibly upset because he went down to the nightclub to where his wife was at and he saw her getting grounded upon by 4 guys on the dance floor. Yah, good cure for the ole postpartum huh? Of course and shortly thereafter she filed for divorce and left this guy holding the bag. Ever see a grown man broken down and shattered? Not pretty.
The other sad tale is of a friend named Allan. Another good guy but not perfect, but this guy worked his arse off to be a good provider for his wife. Worked hella long hours to be able to purchase a home and have 2 vehicles no less. Then suddenly he came down with a type of kidney disease, and luckily his mother was able to donate to him, but he almost died, lost the sight of one eye and was unable to work for quite some time. So how does wifey show her loving support? She leaves him at a time when he needs her most. Not only that she fleeces the crap out of him and then tells him, "I'm sorry, but I have to do what I have to do". Suddenly, finding that soul mate is looking less and less attractive by the minute. One horror story after another.
It becomes apparent to me that there is another growing trend amongst women, they want the man to work hard and many hours so she can have the things she wants, then when the husband is not home much, they complain that he never home ENOUGH. Self absorption at its finest. When one starts to lose touch with reality and lives in a world of fantasy, flip flopping becomes the name of the game. She says, I want a strong but sensitive guy, someone wild but responsible, someone rich but down to earth....yada yada..ad- nauseum. You know what femhag? I ain't buying it.
And with this attitude come the attacks. People started to ask me if I hated women. I mean, I was floored, literally. There was not one once of hatred in my tone or in the essence of my philosophies. Everything I spoke about was backed by fact and all the facts were around for everyone to see. I mean men were asking me if I hated women, not just women, hence, the male feminist was born. But more importantly, the feminazies perfected what I call Flipping the Script. If I spoke against the fem movement I was a women hater, If I didn't sympathize with all her now badly made life choices, I was a woman hater, If I wanted to be a man and masculine at that, I was a control freak and abusive. Yah, the 90's brought about the era of self-entitlement and the aura of being the perpetual victim for women. An ugly decade and the complete breakdown of the honorable marriage was in full steam ahead. Oh, I forgot to mention, wifey started to leave their husbands for the all exciting bad boys, and when it blew up in her faces and after they got humped and dumped, who did they blame? You bet, men of course. Hey babe, maybe it's time for you to start looking in the mirror.
As I entered into the 2000's already in my late thirties, I noticed that women seemed to be softening somewhat on their feminazi viewpoint. By God! I said to myself, maybe there is a glimmer of hope and they've begun to see the error of their ways! Well, not a fat ****ing chance at that. After about a minute I was on to their new con game. You see, women were beginning to notice that men were becoming wise to the so called rights for women bull**** scenario, they started to say the hell with that. So the modern emancipated American/Western woman had to create another mode in which to be in, more predatory and cunning in nature. She smoothed out some of those radical feministic edges and appeared to be the loving female again, supportive in sickness and in health. She promised again to a a great wife and mother.
