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We Are Surrendering Without A War
Modern men are just lame, too passive and not standing for their rights; forever trying to be politically correct. This is mainly because they have been deprived of their pride – the privilege to care for their families.
It appears to be more advantageous to be gay. Somehow, it is perfectly acceptable to say you want to be a woman, but when you try to be a man, everybody jumps on the bandwagon. Women are not satisfied with equality. They want to dominate, and in the process, they are causing men to feel uncomfortable about being men. Men no longer care about being a ‘real man’. All they strive for is to be politically correct.
Men are avoiding long-term commitments altogether; buying a house is no longer considered to be a good investment, and no longer do they see a proper education as important. We are rapidly losing the basic building block of our civilization – the family, and children are raised without discipline or routine.
Well-off men refuse to get married because it is a one-sided venture that entitles women to half of their possessions and future earnings via a divorce settlement, even if they cheated. In the US the paternity fraud rate is as high as 30% in some states; think about it, three out of every ten children are raised and supported by unsuspecting men, fraudulently convinced that they are caring for their own offspring(*). With the average cost of raising a child to the age of 18, now standing at 245,000 US$, we are talking about a major crime.
Neither men nor women need to dominate. We are about equal in numbers. It is only in the higher age brackets that women have superior numbers. That is only because men die earlier… after working all their lives to provide their families with a comfortable old age. The mere fact that 80% of all residents in retirement centers are women enjoying a comfortable old age – thanks to the efforts of a late husband, can testify to that.
Modern men no longer see provision as paramount and sometimes, when you see the fruit of a lifetime’s labor being squandered on a toy boy, it can easily be understood. Men are rejecting the idea of being a ‘real man’, because there’s no logical reason to be one. They are trying to avoid a situation that places them at a disadvantage.
The countries in the West with their sophisticated constitutions and so-called human rights bills are getting weak, and in the end, we will be over-run by the countries where men are still allowed to be men. There will be nobody to defend against them because our men will no longer be men.
It happened in Rome and history will still repeat itself. And it may just happen that the dis-empowered men of the West, having nothing to defend, will see the invaders as liberators. We are digging our own graves.
Have a nice day and don’t slaughter me! It is only opinion.
(*) (Alarming)
It appears to be more advantageous to be gay. Somehow, it is perfectly acceptable to say you want to be a woman, but when you try to be a man, everybody jumps on the bandwagon. Women are not satisfied with equality. They want to dominate, and in the process, they are causing men to feel uncomfortable about being men. Men no longer care about being a ‘real man’. All they strive for is to be politically correct.
Men are avoiding long-term commitments altogether; buying a house is no longer considered to be a good investment, and no longer do they see a proper education as important. We are rapidly losing the basic building block of our civilization – the family, and children are raised without discipline or routine.
Well-off men refuse to get married because it is a one-sided venture that entitles women to half of their possessions and future earnings via a divorce settlement, even if they cheated. In the US the paternity fraud rate is as high as 30% in some states; think about it, three out of every ten children are raised and supported by unsuspecting men, fraudulently convinced that they are caring for their own offspring(*). With the average cost of raising a child to the age of 18, now standing at 245,000 US$, we are talking about a major crime.
Neither men nor women need to dominate. We are about equal in numbers. It is only in the higher age brackets that women have superior numbers. That is only because men die earlier… after working all their lives to provide their families with a comfortable old age. The mere fact that 80% of all residents in retirement centers are women enjoying a comfortable old age – thanks to the efforts of a late husband, can testify to that.
Modern men no longer see provision as paramount and sometimes, when you see the fruit of a lifetime’s labor being squandered on a toy boy, it can easily be understood. Men are rejecting the idea of being a ‘real man’, because there’s no logical reason to be one. They are trying to avoid a situation that places them at a disadvantage.
The countries in the West with their sophisticated constitutions and so-called human rights bills are getting weak, and in the end, we will be over-run by the countries where men are still allowed to be men. There will be nobody to defend against them because our men will no longer be men.
It happened in Rome and history will still repeat itself. And it may just happen that the dis-empowered men of the West, having nothing to defend, will see the invaders as liberators. We are digging our own graves.
Have a nice day and don’t slaughter me! It is only opinion.
(*) (Alarming)
Robert Part II
Robert always has these fantastic romantic episodes that always seem to have him left leaving with his tail between his legs at the end. I know how he feels. That is what I told myself a couple hours ago.
Okay, I will try my hand at story telling.
Dark out. The roads were winding and just me, myself, and I in my old pick up truck with dim lights. It is early spring the roads are clear but there is still snow on the ground. Listening to the radio on this long desolate road I have never been down before, a sharp corner arrives out of nowhere. I crank the wheel as sharp as I can get it, but yet, I see the edge of the road nearing and ultimately I come to a stop out in the middle of a country side field. ...just dark everywhere.
Luckily the truck still runs and drives and I begin to navigate the dark field hoping I do not lose sight of the road that I am trying to find a path to. There is this small hill I crest when I see a very tiny road leading in the direction I need to go in order to make it back on that dark road. There is a very old farm house, it looks abandoned with many small silver grey sun soaked wooden buildings.
I go down the hill and am nearing where my destination dark road is when the tiny road finally narrows to nothing...to just a small path that my truck will not fit through. I get out to walk through this path leading through some meticulously pruned shrubs. To find a beautiful European blond lady entering from the opposite side.
She must live here...she will be freaked to see me coming from her property. Not so. She was un-phased. I explain to her my situation. There was something about her...a look in her eye I noticed. We make it back to the truck and we both jump in and right away and out of nowhere I gave her a kiss. She was very receptive...and felt I needed to apologize explaining to her how I felt compelled to do that.
She explains to me that we need to go back the way I came in, up the hill. We turn around and start our way up the hill only to get up half way. We spin out with the snow. She explains how we need to pack down a trail first and keep attempting our way up the hill until we make it to the top. Now, working on our fifth attempt up the hill and talking about children, I turn to see her completely naked.
As I begin to suckle her and making it downward....and getting my first taste of her...I wake up.
Now I know what Robert feels like.
Okay, I will try my hand at story telling.
Dark out. The roads were winding and just me, myself, and I in my old pick up truck with dim lights. It is early spring the roads are clear but there is still snow on the ground. Listening to the radio on this long desolate road I have never been down before, a sharp corner arrives out of nowhere. I crank the wheel as sharp as I can get it, but yet, I see the edge of the road nearing and ultimately I come to a stop out in the middle of a country side field. ...just dark everywhere.
Luckily the truck still runs and drives and I begin to navigate the dark field hoping I do not lose sight of the road that I am trying to find a path to. There is this small hill I crest when I see a very tiny road leading in the direction I need to go in order to make it back on that dark road. There is a very old farm house, it looks abandoned with many small silver grey sun soaked wooden buildings.
I go down the hill and am nearing where my destination dark road is when the tiny road finally narrows to nothing...to just a small path that my truck will not fit through. I get out to walk through this path leading through some meticulously pruned shrubs. To find a beautiful European blond lady entering from the opposite side.
She must live here...she will be freaked to see me coming from her property. Not so. She was un-phased. I explain to her my situation. There was something about her...a look in her eye I noticed. We make it back to the truck and we both jump in and right away and out of nowhere I gave her a kiss. She was very receptive...and felt I needed to apologize explaining to her how I felt compelled to do that.
She explains to me that we need to go back the way I came in, up the hill. We turn around and start our way up the hill only to get up half way. We spin out with the snow. She explains how we need to pack down a trail first and keep attempting our way up the hill until we make it to the top. Now, working on our fifth attempt up the hill and talking about children, I turn to see her completely naked.
As I begin to suckle her and making it downward....and getting my first taste of her...I wake up.
Now I know what Robert feels like.
Perfect match - but which one?
Let's call him A (for Adventure 
) he's around 50, a good technician, will never have a problem finding a job, right now he's up for technical manager at his company with one other candidate and feeling increasingly stressed. He and his wife used to do a lot of hiking, and he wants to quit the job and go hiking for a month in the mountains to re-set his head. The route he's looking at has scattered villages but there would also be some nights they'd have to camp out.
His wife, a full-time housewife, takes a little persuading. She leaves all the route-planning and arrangements up to him but finds out all the kit they will need, buys it, packs it, and sorts their iron rations. They’ll be limited to a 40kg load – it is understood he will carry the 30kg backpack, she the 10kg one. He will pitch the tent on the nights they sleep out, sort the campsite (including lighting the fire), she will cook nutritious meals, make chunky sandwiches for each following day, and warm his sleeping bag at night. She's genuinely looking forward to it.
Or
His wife is completely up for it, and gets her employers to agree she can take the month off. They study the route together, shop together, and will carry equal 20kg packs. They’ll share all the chores and take it in turns to lead the climb, and since good sleep is essential, they will pitch their tents alongside each other on the nights they sleep out
Or
She tells him he’s insane and simply reacting to stress at the office. If he ducks out now he will never recover the ground he’s about to lose, all the time he has invested in his career so far will be put back years. She suggests instead that he go for a weekend hike with a friend from his climbing group.
Or
She says oh, okay, when will you go? Enjoy yourself!
Which wife would he want – and, maybe a different answer, which wife does he need?
(For those who think I use CS only for book research, yes and no - this isn't a book in the making but yup, genuinely interested in what people think)
) he's around 50, a good technician, will never have a problem finding a job, right now he's up for technical manager at his company with one other candidate and feeling increasingly stressed. He and his wife used to do a lot of hiking, and he wants to quit the job and go hiking for a month in the mountains to re-set his head. The route he's looking at has scattered villages but there would also be some nights they'd have to camp out. His wife, a full-time housewife, takes a little persuading. She leaves all the route-planning and arrangements up to him but finds out all the kit they will need, buys it, packs it, and sorts their iron rations. They’ll be limited to a 40kg load – it is understood he will carry the 30kg backpack, she the 10kg one. He will pitch the tent on the nights they sleep out, sort the campsite (including lighting the fire), she will cook nutritious meals, make chunky sandwiches for each following day, and warm his sleeping bag at night. She's genuinely looking forward to it.
Or
His wife is completely up for it, and gets her employers to agree she can take the month off. They study the route together, shop together, and will carry equal 20kg packs. They’ll share all the chores and take it in turns to lead the climb, and since good sleep is essential, they will pitch their tents alongside each other on the nights they sleep out
Or
She tells him he’s insane and simply reacting to stress at the office. If he ducks out now he will never recover the ground he’s about to lose, all the time he has invested in his career so far will be put back years. She suggests instead that he go for a weekend hike with a friend from his climbing group.
Or
She says oh, okay, when will you go? Enjoy yourself!
Which wife would he want – and, maybe a different answer, which wife does he need?
(For those who think I use CS only for book research, yes and no - this isn't a book in the making but yup, genuinely interested in what people think)
Divorced?
This act of treason had always been the biggest imaginable taboo in my family and I have the dubious honor to be the first in the family to have attained such status. 
Since then an uncle, my sister and a cousin got divorced but that did not count. My parents continued to recognize my first wife as my rightful wife and saw to it that she was invited to any event where the family would gather. They put me under such pressure that we tried to give it another go but once again it was a no go.
After being happily divorced for eighteen years, during a short spell of temporary insanity, I took the plunge again; just to set the stage to commit the unforgivable crime a second time. For five years my parents stopped to invite my first wife to our family gatherings. My mother passed away while I was married to my second wife but the moment I got divorced again my first wife was called back to take her ‘rightful’ place in the family.
My father’s doing; with maybe a bit of conniving by my sister as well. And I know this will continue until either my father or my first wife goes off to the happy hunting grounds. Does it have to be until death do us part?
This is an awkward situation for I can never take a girlfriend with me to a family gathering because my first wife will be there as sure as there is a sun in the sky. I made that mistake once. My first wife has a way to make people uneasy without attracting the attention of the other people around. She may be a perfect lady on the surface but there is a bìtch lurking beneath.
Now, I don’t mind my first wife. We have discovered many years ago that we are much better friends than lovers. We call one another from time to time and when I happen to be in the suburb where she lives, I normally drop in to say hello. After all, she is the mother of my children but I don’t want her around all the time. For suck’s fake, I have a piece of paper with the court’s stamp on it that says that we are no longer married and our children are grown up and married.
Cheer up! It is almost weekend again!
Since then an uncle, my sister and a cousin got divorced but that did not count. My parents continued to recognize my first wife as my rightful wife and saw to it that she was invited to any event where the family would gather. They put me under such pressure that we tried to give it another go but once again it was a no go.
After being happily divorced for eighteen years, during a short spell of temporary insanity, I took the plunge again; just to set the stage to commit the unforgivable crime a second time. For five years my parents stopped to invite my first wife to our family gatherings. My mother passed away while I was married to my second wife but the moment I got divorced again my first wife was called back to take her ‘rightful’ place in the family.
My father’s doing; with maybe a bit of conniving by my sister as well. And I know this will continue until either my father or my first wife goes off to the happy hunting grounds. Does it have to be until death do us part?
This is an awkward situation for I can never take a girlfriend with me to a family gathering because my first wife will be there as sure as there is a sun in the sky. I made that mistake once. My first wife has a way to make people uneasy without attracting the attention of the other people around. She may be a perfect lady on the surface but there is a bìtch lurking beneath.
Now, I don’t mind my first wife. We have discovered many years ago that we are much better friends than lovers. We call one another from time to time and when I happen to be in the suburb where she lives, I normally drop in to say hello. After all, she is the mother of my children but I don’t want her around all the time. For suck’s fake, I have a piece of paper with the court’s stamp on it that says that we are no longer married and our children are grown up and married.
Cheer up! It is almost weekend again!
Gamechangers
We all, whether on our profile, or just in our heads, have a list of the characteristics and qualities we would like in a potential partner.
The list can be mind-boggling in some cases, both for the prospective partner, and even more importantly for ourselves.
To differentiate between them, maybe we should break them down into categories, from the Gamechanger down to the Would be nice, but basically Inessential
1. Gamechanger
2. Preferable but not a gamechanger
3. Desirable, but not that important
4. Would be nice, but basically Inessential
When we think about it properly, we may have no gamechangers, but lots of No. 2s instead.
No two people will have exactly the same order of necessity. Indeed, some people’s priorities are polar opposites to others.
But it is good for ourselves to know them either way.
If we sort them out, it may be easier to separate the wheat from the chaff, and concentrate on what is really important to us.
The list can be mind-boggling in some cases
, both for the prospective partner, and even more importantly for ourselves.To differentiate between them, maybe we should break them down into categories, from the Gamechanger down to the Would be nice, but basically Inessential
1. Gamechanger
2. Preferable but not a gamechanger
3. Desirable, but not that important
4. Would be nice, but basically Inessential
When we think about it properly, we may have no gamechangers, but lots of No. 2s instead.
No two people will have exactly the same order of necessity. Indeed, some people’s priorities are polar opposites to others.
But it is good for ourselves to know them either way.
If we sort them out, it may be easier to separate the wheat from the chaff, and concentrate on what is really important to us.
Wrong or right
I went onto my boyfriends face book and I saw a comment from his ex girl friend who he told me he wasnt talking to . I got upset because this has happened before . I called him out on it. He then went on to tell me he thought he had blocked me (Hiding Something ???) ) told me I was nosey I then told him it's called social media if he didn't want others reading it he should take it down .we broke up over this .my question is am I wrong for looking on my boy friends face book . The man yelled and ignored my calls and texts when he did call he yelled at me so bad you would have thought I murdered someone . I apologized to him but He remains mad and doesn't want to date me any more we were happy for over 6 months so I though ..she lives in a different state and is married .Please give me your opinion .sitting here broken hearted
To Beard or not to Beard...this is the question
Mostly a question for the ladies, but guys please join in.
Do you prefer men with or without a beard?
I can't decide, should I regrow or not?
So please tell me which 'me' you prefer....
Plus any general comments about beards
Do you prefer men with or without a beard?
I can't decide, should I regrow or not?
So please tell me which 'me' you prefer....
Plus any general comments about beards
online today!
The price of gas has dropped sharply. SOME PLACES HAVE DROPPED MORE THAN A DOLLAR A GALLON...
About 9 weeks ago local gas prices peaked. Have you noticed? Prices appear to be going down sharply. Last month, some stations near the highway were a little over $5 per gallon while the cheaper stations were peaking around $4.79 to $4.85
I had business in the Hollywood area Wednesday and pleased to see a few stations as low as $4.17 per gallon for cash. I passed the opportunity and got gas in Fort Lauderdale for $4.27 I live in Palm Beach County and cheap gas was around $4.29 today.
A friend who has a membership with BJ's Club got gas on Friday and paid $3.89. That's a dollar less per gallon than he was paying in June!
Typically in the summer months, gas prices rise just when people go on vacation.
Since no one I know has the ability to control the price of oil as it gets to the refineries, all we can do for now is shop around.
There are a few phone apps that monitor gas prices so you can see who has the best price in your area.
Hopefully this is going to be a downward trend making consumers happy!
I pulled up a 6 month chart from the website gasbuddy to confirm my suspicion and the national average was $5.02 on June 12 and $4.40 on July 22. Yes, going down.
Link:
The inspiration for this blog was another blog that stated fuel prices were skyrocketing, as in presently happening. That wasn't factual. Prices peaked weeks ago. It made a claim from outdated information as prices were declining. Since I posted this blog, the other blog title was changed and now compares it with a previous administration and that Biden supporters being happy with the high price of fuel.
Was it something I said?
(title edited because some people mistakenly thought I said gas prices were a dollar a gallon. I said they dropped a dollar a gallon) But that's okay, you can still complain about it.
I had business in the Hollywood area Wednesday and pleased to see a few stations as low as $4.17 per gallon for cash. I passed the opportunity and got gas in Fort Lauderdale for $4.27 I live in Palm Beach County and cheap gas was around $4.29 today.
A friend who has a membership with BJ's Club got gas on Friday and paid $3.89. That's a dollar less per gallon than he was paying in June!
Typically in the summer months, gas prices rise just when people go on vacation.
Since no one I know has the ability to control the price of oil as it gets to the refineries, all we can do for now is shop around.
There are a few phone apps that monitor gas prices so you can see who has the best price in your area.
Hopefully this is going to be a downward trend making consumers happy!
I pulled up a 6 month chart from the website gasbuddy to confirm my suspicion and the national average was $5.02 on June 12 and $4.40 on July 22. Yes, going down.
Link:
The inspiration for this blog was another blog that stated fuel prices were skyrocketing, as in presently happening. That wasn't factual. Prices peaked weeks ago. It made a claim from outdated information as prices were declining. Since I posted this blog, the other blog title was changed and now compares it with a previous administration and that Biden supporters being happy with the high price of fuel.
Was it something I said?
(title edited because some people mistakenly thought I said gas prices were a dollar a gallon. I said they dropped a dollar a gallon) But that's okay, you can still complain about it.
Wagner group leader Yevgeny Prigozhin feared dead in plane crash.
Wonder if :
A .This is factual.....
B. Was it an accident......
He was purportedly in Africa yesterday.
A .This is factual.....
B. Was it an accident......
He was purportedly in Africa yesterday.
A Blog To Please Everybody
I have been thinking very hard to find a topic - and a view on it - to please everybody but to no avail. It will be such a welcome change to produce such a blog.
I don’t mind when people differ from me in opinion, it happens all the time but somehow there is a select little crowd who always differ from me. They do not always comment on my blog but when but when they do, it is negative. It is as if they just sit and wait for me to say the wrong thing so they can find something to disagree with.
Then I thought of doing a blog about the wrongness of chaining a dog to a stake. I mean who could possibly disagree with that? But I know that my blog will not be there long before another blog will go up to demonstrate why a dog should be on a chain.
You will always get those who decorate your blog with their bad manners. Don’t let it put you off. They don’t know of any better.
If you cannot please everybody then at least try to please yourself. A blog to please everybody does not even exist in fairyland and in blogland they are harder to find.
Enjoy this Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday.
I don’t mind when people differ from me in opinion, it happens all the time but somehow there is a select little crowd who always differ from me. They do not always comment on my blog but when but when they do, it is negative. It is as if they just sit and wait for me to say the wrong thing so they can find something to disagree with.
Then I thought of doing a blog about the wrongness of chaining a dog to a stake. I mean who could possibly disagree with that? But I know that my blog will not be there long before another blog will go up to demonstrate why a dog should be on a chain.
You will always get those who decorate your blog with their bad manners. Don’t let it put you off. They don’t know of any better.
If you cannot please everybody then at least try to please yourself. A blog to please everybody does not even exist in fairyland and in blogland they are harder to find.
Enjoy this Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday.
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