Back in the day, not so long ago, a man was his own master. A man had his own land to farm or ranch, his own boat and nets to fish with, or his own specialized skill and equipment that was needed by the community. If he couldn't get or keep these in his lifetime, if he couldn't escape being a replaceable peon, he at least could help his sons get a better life. The success of a man's sons were the only pension and medical plan he needed.
A man could be a man. He was respected and appreciated by his fellow men. A man who didn't respect others -- wasn't himself respected. A man didn't hide in anonymity. He was preceded by his reputation and he kept it clean. A man was known by his associations: family, church, friends and neighbors, business ties. A man could escape a bad situation and start anew because a man wasn't prejudged to be a scoundrel. A man was presumed innocent and was treated with courtesy because no one had any reason to think otherwise.
A man chose a virgin for his wife. He learned from his father and elders that women are as emotional and unfaithful as a pvssy cat or a b1tch dog. Guaranteed disaster to pick a wife who is already proven not only to put herself in compromising situations, but to carry through to the end with other men. So a wife was kept at home, busy with household chores. A husband got his wife pregnant as often as he could, so her little mind could be occupied with the banal minutiae of child rearing. Women were not taught to read because books hadn't been invented, and later, because women can't understand the Bible anyway. (A small percentage at one end of the bell curve understand the words, but are functionally as stupid as the rest because they can't apply the meaning to their own lives.) There was no such thing as divorce, contraception, or abortion. A wife knew that if she cheated, her husband would kill her and the man she cheated with. Society would ignore it as the man's private business that no one has any right to interfere with. Or the husband would just throw her out to starve and wh0re like the wh0re she is -- along with her children of now-suspect patrilineage. A wife lived in fear of not pleasing her man. There were brutal consequences to not pleasing her man. The half or third or so of very stupid women had to be brutalized just to understand the simplest facts of life that even the stupidest men well understood.
A man didn't worry about keeping women happy because it didn't matter -- and it's impossible anyway. A man kept his woman from destroying herself, her children, her family, and the community, by keeping her from acting on every little impulse. Women complained to other women. Men didn't give a damn. Men certainly didn't go try to do something about it, such as giving women political rights or economic abilities.
When a church or a state started allowing divorce on the basis of adultery, it gave women a way to destroy society by acting on their childish, spiteful impulses. It told women to go commit adultery. So they did. One after another such device was used to undermine a man's unquestioned authority in his own home. A man was no longer his own master. A man could no longer husband his wife the same way he husbanded the grain and other livestock. Men were slowly reduced to being objects of derision. Their sons and grandsons grew up in a world of wh0res and fornicators, knew nothing different, and could not escape compromising themselves. The atrocious behavior of their mothers, sisters, and slvtty "girl-friends" dragged the men down with them.
That's why I think it's right and necessary to control your woman as much as possible. You must choose from what is actually available in your life, and not play some silly male version of hypergamy by fantasizing about some ideal woman you could find if you just hook up enough. All you'll find that way are easy hookups. Whatever woman you choose is going to be highly defective. If you don't like the women in your life now, change your life. Don't try to keep your current lifestyle and just change the faces and names of what must be the same women over and over. Then keep your woman pregnant and in the kitchen, monitor her communication, travel, and finances, and herd her toward the "safe" dramas you create for her emotional tantrums.
Just like the article about the HB10 who didn't understand that looks equal attention until she got old, women can't understand themselves. They certainly can't understand men. Little wonder they're endlessly confused and needing to read and watch TV shows about relationships. There's a reason they call it "paternalistic" to pretend to agree with your woman and to manipulate her behavior. It's akin to being "fatherly." You're doing what her father had to do. That's your job now. And here's your community of men to help you learn to do it well.
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I am not her man. She can't stand the thought of me touching her. She's dripping with other men's semen. She is ashamed to be seen with me. She never misses an opportunity to disrespect me. Everything I do is wrong. I am the problem. She got what she wanted from me. She says "I hate you so much I could kill you." Going away forever will make her happy again.
A man could be a man. He was respected and appreciated by his fellow men. A man who didn't respect others -- wasn't himself respected. A man didn't hide in anonymity. He was preceded by his reputation and he kept it clean. A man was known by his associations: family, church, friends and neighbors, business ties. A man could escape a bad situation and start anew because a man wasn't prejudged to be a scoundrel. A man was presumed innocent and was treated with courtesy because no one had any reason to think otherwise.
A man chose a virgin for his wife. He learned from his father and elders that women are as emotional and unfaithful as a pvssy cat or a b1tch dog. Guaranteed disaster to pick a wife who is already proven not only to put herself in compromising situations, but to carry through to the end with other men. So a wife was kept at home, busy with household chores. A husband got his wife pregnant as often as he could, so her little mind could be occupied with the banal minutiae of child rearing. Women were not taught to read because books hadn't been invented, and later, because women can't understand the Bible anyway. (A small percentage at one end of the bell curve understand the words, but are functionally as stupid as the rest because they can't apply the meaning to their own lives.) There was no such thing as divorce, contraception, or abortion. A wife knew that if she cheated, her husband would kill her and the man she cheated with. Society would ignore it as the man's private business that no one has any right to interfere with. Or the husband would just throw her out to starve and wh0re like the wh0re she is -- along with her children of now-suspect patrilineage. A wife lived in fear of not pleasing her man. There were brutal consequences to not pleasing her man. The half or third or so of very stupid women had to be brutalized just to understand the simplest facts of life that even the stupidest men well understood.
A man didn't worry about keeping women happy because it didn't matter -- and it's impossible anyway. A man kept his woman from destroying herself, her children, her family, and the community, by keeping her from acting on every little impulse. Women complained to other women. Men didn't give a damn. Men certainly didn't go try to do something about it, such as giving women political rights or economic abilities.
When a church or a state started allowing divorce on the basis of adultery, it gave women a way to destroy society by acting on their childish, spiteful impulses. It told women to go commit adultery. So they did. One after another such device was used to undermine a man's unquestioned authority in his own home. A man was no longer his own master. A man could no longer husband his wife the same way he husbanded the grain and other livestock. Men were slowly reduced to being objects of derision. Their sons and grandsons grew up in a world of wh0res and fornicators, knew nothing different, and could not escape compromising themselves. The atrocious behavior of their mothers, sisters, and slvtty "girl-friends" dragged the men down with them.
That's why I think it's right and necessary to control your woman as much as possible. You must choose from what is actually available in your life, and not play some silly male version of hypergamy by fantasizing about some ideal woman you could find if you just hook up enough. All you'll find that way are easy hookups. Whatever woman you choose is going to be highly defective. If you don't like the women in your life now, change your life. Don't try to keep your current lifestyle and just change the faces and names of what must be the same women over and over. Then keep your woman pregnant and in the kitchen, monitor her communication, travel, and finances, and herd her toward the "safe" dramas you create for her emotional tantrums.
Just like the article about the HB10 who didn't understand that looks equal attention until she got old, women can't understand themselves. They certainly can't understand men. Little wonder they're endlessly confused and needing to read and watch TV shows about relationships. There's a reason they call it "paternalistic" to pretend to agree with your woman and to manipulate her behavior. It's akin to being "fatherly." You're doing what her father had to do. That's your job now. And here's your community of men to help you learn to do it well.
__________________
I am not her man. She can't stand the thought of me touching her. She's dripping with other men's semen. She is ashamed to be seen with me. She never misses an opportunity to disrespect me. Everything I do is wrong. I am the problem. She got what she wanted from me. She says "I hate you so much I could kill you." Going away forever will make her happy again.
