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misogyny How to spot a woman of low character America in the 21st century is a funny place. We, as a nation, have managed to internalize an astounding amount of "information" which is completely false. People are so afraid of offending others, they have lost the ability to tell the truth about anything. It's madness, really, that anything I write below would be considered controversial. No civilized man or woman in all of human history leading up to the present moment would see my statements as anything but completely obvious, yet what I am about to say is controversial enough I don't dare publish it under my real name. Scientists realize that the universe has precious few invariants. Most things we know about reality are probabilistic in nature. We know that letting kids play in traffic is a bad idea, even though many will survive the experience. I'm not interested in exceptions to rules, as these are not useful for thinking about the world. I'm interested in using probability theory to understand the world. I'll point out again that it is quite insane I have to make this proviso about how to think about the world, but modern people seem to all believe the postmodern (or perhaps simply juvenile) idea that any exception disproves a rule. Modern people who believe anti-rational lunacy like this are incapable of rational thought. Transport a modern bozo with a PhD in sociology who believes the exception disproves the rule to 1600, and he wouldn't be able to think up Newton's laws of motion, and would probably be against such "over generalizations."
being a prostitute is seen as an "empowering" thing for women, rather than a soul destroying hobby for evil people. I really don't have much against women of low character either; their prevalence in modern society is convenient for people like me. But pretending like there is no such thing as a woman of low character strikes me as insanity. Women of low character are people, for the purposes of this essay, who one should not ever be at the mercy of. Men who get married are at a woman's mercy the way divorce laws presently work, so consider this as advice on who not to shack up with. Women of low character are capricious creatures who act according to their emotional whims of the moment. This characteristic might make them fun for a laugh, but attempting to build a life on such foul timber is a recipe for disaster. You shouldn't let your brother or son marry a woman like this. All this should be completely obvious, but somehow it isn't, so people like me are forced to state the obvious. Here are some characteristics of women you should be wary of (or seek out, depending on your habits); if she has more than one or two, she is suitable for a barroom toilet shag and other such merriment, but do be careful: * Women who hate their daddies. They're obvious, they're everywhere in our age of divorce, and they're almost all absolute poison. It doesn't matter if their fathers are complete disasters who have earned the contempt of all of humanity. If she don't like her dad, she's going to take it out on you eventually. Whether they hate their parents or not, women from broken homes have a broken idea of how relationships are supposed to work. Some might fight their way out of it with a good deal of self insight.
I used to make allowance for such women due to social fashion. Any woman who would mutilate her own body will have no respect for yours. If she'll stick painful inanimate objects into herself, causing a lifetime of ugliness for some nebulous fashion reason, she'll very likely do other things you find unpleasant, such as sucking a big bag of dicks as an "empowerment" exercise, or raising a brood of criminals. How people can find this confusing is utterly beyond me: just because it is mainstream doesn't mean it isn't really fucked up. Your grandfather would laugh at you for shacking up with a tattooed woman. Especially one with a tattoo that points at her vagina, "this end up!"
"In case anyone was confused as to where her lady bits are, a helpful arrow" * Women who consider themselves contradictory. Search for the word "contradictory" or "contradictions" -you'll find a zillion of these. Personally, I put women who describe themselves as bisexuals in this category. Whether or not they actually are, if they see themselves that way, they probably ain't fully cooked yet. Women who smoke and take drugs are pretty much the same as women who get tattoos. People considered women who smoke cigarettes fucked up and likely to be sluts back when they first came out. The only difference is, there are more of them now, thanks to relentless marketing.
Most female lawyers are about as feminine as my Uncle Earl. Women who run marathons, play softball or compete in UFC fights: not feminine. Fun, maybe, but not feminine, and probably internally fucked up in all kinds of glorious ways. I mean, this should be obvious: but if you're looking for a woman, make sure she actually is one. Otherwise, you may as well skip the Crocodile Dundee check and bend over for the soap. Most modern American women are pretty slutty, so imposing some kind of body count cutoff will reduce the available population to approximately zero. But there is something especially fucked up about females who revel in their sluttiness. In particular, if a woman you just met talks dirty to you in an attempt to gauge your reactions, she's a nutter. Serial correlation is a fundamental forecasting technique that works in everything from finance to chaos theory: use it in your personal life.
Women who idolize or spend a lot of time with gay men generally want to be gay men. I guess this is OK if you're a closet case, but if you're not, you may be in for trouble in the future. Either it's their fault out right, or it's their fault for picking a dirt ball over a decent man. whatever: you're making excuses and thinking with your dick. they couldn't even get the dude to stick around long enough to get married. Personally I have only boned one or two of these, and I made sure to flush the tabasco sauce loaded condom down the toilet afterwords. Now that I'm more of a grownup, and I realized that babies turn their coochies inside out anyway, I just avoid them.
A little chunky is OK, and they may not even be able to help that to a certain extent. When you start getting to "as big as a professional wrestler," there is something seriously wrong with the brain sending signals to hand and mouth. Chances are good you'll have more problems with such a creature than outrageous food bills. This shouldn't even be necessary to say, as no sane man would fuck a woman who significantly outweighs them, but there seems to be a "kiss a frog find a princess" theory at work out there.
"Imagine the single minded dedication it took this woman to turn herself into this incredible lard monster! Now imagine her putting that same strength of will towards ruining your life as badly as she ruined hers!" Should be self explanatory, but if you don't get it: see, "hates daddy." If someone abandons all the sensible principles of their youth, why wouldn't they also abandon other ones, like, "thou shall not commit adultery" and, once the divorce proceedings kick in, "thou shall not steal?" Again, this should be obvious, but somehow people think we mustn't be judgmental about other people's choices. I am very judgmental about people's choices, and I think the world would be a better place if more people were.
"While she might assert my Western heteronormative worldview has contempt for her chosen profession, this isn't so: I like whores. I merely advise most men to not shack up with a woman who wears a change belt."
The idea of being alone is so scary to such a woman, she'll take whatever dong is at hand to give her a sense of self. Very few people acquire mountains of debt by working hard and saving money.
link) I strongly suspect anyone who goes to Burning Man will have a couple of these under their belt already. But yes: gentlemen: I advise that you don't marry a woman who goes to Burning Man I almost slipped and said, "well, maybe if she only went once and never went back," but then I caught...
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