And here it is, the hawt chicks & links, brought to you by the good time and great sound of millions of desperate voices all crying out at once as they realise just how much has been wasted for the benefit of exactly nobody.
What am I talking about, I hear you ponder into your soon to be gone Campbell’s Soup. The answer is the subject of this week’s edition which will examine the terrible yet heartening awaking of brute force reality into the dumb and unbelieving faces of millions upon millions of strong and independent women.
It turns out not only that they weren’t as strong as they thought but the whole independent thing is actually rather lonely.
From the top notch reporting skills of The Other McCain, I bring you evidence of the great crumbling:
“I’m as pro-marriage and pro-family as anyone, but I’m really ready for the ‘women need to avoid working so they can find a Nice Man to support them and make them happy’ genre of conservatism to fall out of fashion.”
This shocking insult was called to my attention by Rational Male author Rollo Tomassi, who read Ms. DeSanctis’s remark as an omen of future misfortune, referring to a genre of “38 year old Trad-Con spinsters” (i.e., unmarried traditional conservative women) who lament, “where have all the good men gone?”
What is all this? It’s a reaction to a piece by Dennis Prager who shared the comments of a 50 year old woman:
I’m 50 years old with four college degrees … I want to tell women in their 20s: Do not follow the path that I followed. You are leading yourself to a life of loneliness. All of your friends will be getting married and having children, and you’re working to compete in the world, and what you’re doing is competing with men. Men don’t like competitors. Men want a partner …
I didn’t realize this until late in life. I want to tell women: Find someone in your 20s. That’s when you’re still very cute. That’s when you’re still amiable to working out problems with someone. It’s harder in your 50s, when you’ve lived alone, to compromise with someone, to have someone in your home and every little thing about them annoys you because you’re so used to being alone. It’s hard to undo that, so don’t do what I did. Find someone in your 20s.
Her own feminist mother encouraged her on this path. But her daughter, while having destroyed her life does seem to not want to follow the usual female pattern of condemning younger females to her same plight, also known as the misery loves company gambit.
She is 50 years old which is obviously too late to turn it around. But how old is too old? Where is the line?
Well, the answer is in her advice. You have to be in your 20s, gals. Even your 30s are too late as we’ve all been telling you for a while now.
I’m a 35-year-old woman, and I have nothing to show for it. My 20s and early 30s have been a twisting crisscross of moves all over the West Coast, a couple of brief stints abroad, multiple jobs in a mediocre role with no real upward track …
For all these years of quick changes and rash decisions, which I once rationalized as adventurous, exploratory, and living an “original life,” I have nothing to show for it. I have no wealth, and I’m now saddled with enough debt from all of my moves, poor decisions, and lack of career drive that I may never be able to retire. I have no career milestones and don’t care for my line of work all that much anyway, but now it’s my lifeline, as I only have enough savings to buy a hotel room for two nights. I have no family nearby, no long-term relationship built on years of mutual growth and shared experiences, no children. While I make friends easily, I’ve left most of my friends behind in each city I’ve moved from while they’ve continued to grow deep roots: marriages, homeownership, career growth, community, families, children. I have a few close girlfriends, for which I am grateful, but life keeps getting busier and our conversations are now months apart. Most of my nights are spent alone with my cat (cue the cliché) …
Also, within the past year I’ve had a breast-cancer scare and required surgery on my uterus due to a fertility issue. On top of that, I’m 35 and every gyno and women’s-health website this side of the Mississippi is telling me my fertility is dropping faster than a piano falling out of the sky. Now I’m looking into freezing my eggs, adding to my never-ending financial burden, in hopes of possibly making something of this haunted house and having a family someday with a no-named man.
I’m trying, Polly. I am. I’m dating. I’m working out and working hard. Listening to music I enjoy and loving my cat.
It just writes itself, doesn’t it. Particularly the loving her cat line. And Aunt Polly’s advice to her younger female fan? Why, she promotes her new book of course while telling her not to be ashamed of all her terrible decisions. Misery loves company!
On a recent episode of the Geek’s Guide to the Galaxy podcast, sci-fi author Andrew Duncan argued that the depiction of the orcs in Lord of the Rings is racist and will have “dire consequences . . . for society.”
“It’s hard to miss the repeated notion in Tolkien that some races are just worse than others, or that some peoples are just worse than others,” Duncan said. “And this seems to me — in the long term, if you embrace this too much — it has dire consequences for yourself and for society.”
Some mediocre writers prefer to seek to destroy the great writers who came before them rather than aspire to measure up to their greatness.
This week’s long read – The prince of the people: Machiavelli was no Machiavellian.
Machiavelli teaches readers of The Prince to be able not to be good by showing them that practices and attitudes thought to be virtuous in private individuals have deleterious results for public officials. Liberality was praised by ancient moralists, and generosity or charity has been praised by Christians (and others) to this day. However, Machiavelli points out, a political leader who depletes his own resources by generously granting offices, lands, titles and other emoluments to his aristocratic friends or partisans will lose their support when he needs it, unless that leader acquires new funds by taxing his people and so arousing their hatred. Rather than squander his capital by rewarding an ungrateful few, a political leader will prove himself to be truly liberal to the many by conserving his own resources so that he will be able to use them to defend himself and his government when needed. Likewise, a political leader who pardons criminals might appear to be merciful to a few, but he is cruel to his many subjects or fellow citizens who fear for their lives and property when the law is not enforced.
Feminism vs blacks on the SJW totem pole. Who wins? Not the ladies.
When Democrats lose, the explanations are never surprising:
The Republican senator for Mississippi has been re-elected following a bitterly divisive runoff which evoked the state’s dark history of racist violence.
Cindy Hyde-Smith survived controversy caused by her racially charged comments to defeat Democrat Mike Espy, who had hoped to become the state’s first African-American senator for more than 130 years.
People ask me why I never go on any guided adventure tours with an operator or guide whom I do not personally know and can vouch for their skills.
From now on my answer will be this video.
Oh, and this also means that arm day now officially crushes leg day in the gym.