Patriactionary: Women who hit the age of 40 without a husband or kids deserve to be alone and miserable the rest of their lives.
Be careful, ladies, or you too will LOSE DICK FOREVER! Borrowed from Easily Mused. (Click the pic to see more crying chicks.)
Over on Patriactionary, a proudly reactionary and patriarchal Christian blog, the blogger who calls himself electricangel is angry at himself – for not being an even bigger douchebag than he already is.
You see, he’s just heard from his wife that one of her friends isn’t happy about hitting the big 4-0. Apparently, his wife’s friend
broke down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. What had hit her was the realization that she was 40, with no husband, no children, no prospects of either, and she was staring at a future of loneliness.
His reaction to this news?
I wish I could tell you that an evil smile of vengeance crept across my face, and the children this woman discarded were getting their revenge upon her. That this was payback for riding the cock carousel for years, always aiming at the guys she wanted, not the guys she could get.
But alas, hidden deep inside in his tiny misogynistic heart there remains a tiny fragment of sympathy.
But I cannot tell you anything other than how saddened I was at her tale, and how this sadness will rip out the hearts of so many women who did not set out to become lonely, childless spinsters, but whose families and societies removed the strictures on their behavior so that their own lack of self-control was left unbounded. This will be the ongoing social disaster of coming years.
I did say it was a tiny fragment.
But he still wants to use this woman’s story for his own ends.
In discussing this woman, I am insistent upon her becoming an object lesson to my wife, and especially for my wife to tell the beautiful, smart, virgin young women close to her about what happens to carousel riders. Life is a coin you may spend any way you like, but you may only spend it once. This woman spent it on an amusement park ride. Now the park is closing, she has been thrown off the ride, and faces 45 years of solitude.
Yeah, because no woman over the age of 40 is capable of ever finding a date or a mate.
Yeah, because her sadness at hitting 40 is going to last for the rest of her life.
Oh, and the bit about “the children this woman discarded?” She didn’t “discard” any children. She simply didn’t have any. She’s not “discarding children” any more than those with penises instead of vaginas are “discarding children” each and every time they masturbate to orgasm.
In the comments, not everyone is quite so restrained as electricangel.
“I don’t even know this woman and I’m pissing myself laughing at her,” writes one commenter going by the name Friendzone. “Fuck her.”
Take The Red Pill is equally unsympathetic:
I have NO sympathy for this woman whatsoever. Just like most Modern Women, she bought into the feminist deception with eyes wide open with never a thought about the future. Well the future has arrived and it looks a lot like a cold, lonely one for her – just like the cold, lonely youth and young adulthood that MOST men have had and continue to have.
Karma has come due, and the bicycles have realized that they don’t need fish, either.
When women like her are young, they treat decent men abominably – being as cruel and sadistic as they can be when rejecting an ‘unwanted’ man’s advances – simultaneously, they enjoy being ‘free whores’ for every player, dirtbag, and Alpha thug who crosses their path; then when they reach their thirties and are little more than ugly, repellent, diseased trollops (often with some thug’s illegitimate spawn or two in tow), they complain about ‘the lack of good men’.
Others adopt Electricangel’s more, er, mature approach. Will S. decides to be a pompous dick about it, while patting himself on the back for his enlightened attitude:
Indeed, it is proper to not gloat, but rather mourn what we have lost, as a society, and feel sorry for those who have made poor decisions – and try to help others not make such poor decisions, by pointing to unfortunate examples, that at least others might learn something from them.
Sometimes, schadenfreude is tempting, but we Christians do generally know better than that.
Because patronizingly exploiting someone’s (probably temporary) sadness to make other people feel shitty about their own lives is such a moral thing to do. Is faux sympathy better than no sympathy at all?
Our friend Sunshinemary jumps on the “let this be a lesson to the rest of you sluts” bandwagon:
We need not mock such women, but we need to hold up their tales as cautionary examples to other young women. The older women themselves cannot face that their lives should serve as an example of what not to do, and they will rationalize it forever.
Electricangel expounds on his plan to use this woman’s apparent misfortune for his own ends:
I am using her as a vector to drop comments to my wife about the dangers of the carousel. Next is the overt suggestion that she talk to some young women about this friend specifically.
Uh, I guess you don’t let your wife read this blog, huh? Because if I discovered that someone close to me was talking about me in such a creepily manipulative and patronizing way, that person would no longer be a part of my life.
Electricangel replies to Sunshinemary:
Yes, those who did not prioritize children will have their genetic tendencies to that behavior removed from the gene pool. Women do not have the sexual options that men do, and not letting them know this early and often is crushing.
But they must be pointed to, and shown as examples. I understand people who will laugh at and mock them; I thought I would. It’s just the enormity of a waste of a life, and the lives she threw away, and the realization that this is just the tip of huge iceberg that has gripped me.
Yes, EA, you’re such a deeply moral person. Posting an “I told you so, you whores!” post on your blog is no doubt exactly the way The Lord would like you to handle this.
In a later comment, he reiterates his plan to use this woman’s story to increase the insecurities of his wife:
I do not feel guilty at all about using this woman’s example to drop pellets of manosphere logic on my wife. It has the side benefit of my wife starting to ask me (because she’s asking herself) “What do I do to bring value to the relatinship?” It is a good thing.
First it was a sad thing, now it’s a “good thing.”
How exactly is this better than gloating? No, scratch that. How is this different than gloating?
Posted on August 17, 2012, in alpha asshole cock carousel, antifeminism, gloating, men who should not ever be with women ever, misogyny, patriarchy, reactionary bullshit, Uncategorized and tagged alpha asshole cock carousel, antifeminism, misogyny, patriarchy. Bookmark the permalink. 850 Comments.
Holy shit, can you imagine that dinner conversation? “Honey, I want to talk about how other 40-year-old women are sad, and how I’ll divorce you and make you sad if you don’t keep bringing ‘value’ to this relationship.” Like, way to make the case that there are worse things in life than being single.
Famous single women throughout history not known for taking lovers:
Emily Dickinson
Jane Austin
Louisa May Alcott
Queen Elizabeth I
Mother Theresa
Florence Nightengale
Jean de’Arc
I am pretty sure that none of the women’s lives were “worthless” because they didn’t have teh manz and teh baybeez.
The comment about young women turning down men that hit on them was revealing, I think. This really has more to do with, “all those women who turned me down will regret it!” than anything else.
Yeah, wow. Dudes who go on and on about womens’ age are hideously insecure about getting older themselves. They’re afraid of their women leaving them or women not seeing them at all, so they buffer their egos with shit like the post above to cradle their own egos. As in, “I’m getting older, damn it — but wait, at least I’m not a woman who’s getting older. That’s worse! Because, err, I said so!” Followed by a sigh of relief. I dated a guy who, later on in the relationship, started using the word “hag” whenever he saw actresses on the cover of magazines who were 40-ish. I’d ask him why he thought that was necessary, but never got a clear answer. This guy was also scared to death of people finding out how old he was. One time he left his driver’s license at my place. I realized he was telling people he was about 10 years younger than his true age. Silly.
Actually, I think these guys hate single older women because they’ll inform younger women that you don’t have to get married…you don’t have to have kids. They want to keep us scared and desperate. Nice try, assholes.
Jesus, you’re right, I never thought about it that way. When we are young and impressionable we absorb all of this toxic shit about how we must get married and have TEH BAYBEEZ or our lives will be so sad. But knowing older childless and/or single women who are happy from a young age kinda fucks that to hell. I’m sure that having relatives and close family friends who don’t fit the normative narrative worked WONDERS for my child brain in terms of feeling okay with long stretches of singleness.
I’d get that checked out, son.
I would rather both of my daughters be single and happy than be married to a horrifying douchebag who gloats at the misery of others and abuses her emotionally.
Feminist motto;
Fuck many men.
Don’t be loyal.
Kill unborn who slip through the condom safety net.
Resume = I’m a slut. I’m disloyal. I’ll kill your unborn child.
Well Ok baby! You’re just what I’m looking for!
And you wonder why men go abroad to find decent women to marry?
@M Dubz:
Yeah, you know what’s funny? As I’ve gotten older, I’ve become pickier about who I form relationships with. Why? Because I don’t care much about marriage or babies and I love being single. Why would I ruin that by letting all these outside influences scare me into a relationship that’s just meh. Oh, the freedom to want what I want — how I love it.
There are many reasons for women to still be unmarried at the age of 40. Being feminists is not one of them. The MRAs’ idea that most middle aged feminists are unhappily single is nothing more than bullshit. On the other hand, misogyny keeps men from having loving, fullfilling relationships with women.
Shiraz, exactly. I’ve been married since I was 26 and he was 27 nearly 25 years later, it’s nice, but that’s because we value each other. It’s not about being married, it’s about each other. If I hadn’t met my husband, I wouldn’t want to be married to just anybody.
I do get that someone might turn 40 and be sad at the paths they didn’t get a chance to take in life, but everyone has things they missed because no one can do everything. There’s some career stuff that didn’t work out for me that I regret a little bit, but I don’t regret the things I did instead.
The only women I knew who were troubled about this situation were the ones who, half a century ago, were having the “dried-up-old-maids” trip laid on them, and they were still a lot happier than the ones who married badly.
If my husband wanted to talk to me about the cock carousel, I’d think he’d lost his mind. And if he tried to use that as a tool to keep me in my place, buh-bye.
40 is not the age where you fall off a cliff into spinsterhood.
Part of me thinks the OP is entirely made up. It’s too pat and hits all the right notes.
AT LEAST the OP realizes that manosphere logic is pellets, at best.
I do feel really sorry for older women who feel like they’re failures, destined to be lonely, etc bc they’re not married :(
I’m 32, engaged twice (both nice fellas, but commitment just isn’t for me). I like sex and never want for it (from awesome, quality guys).
I lie and say I’m 40. Fuck it. If age is really an issue at least I look great for my age. :)
Odds that he actually knows this: 1000:1
But hey, maybe he does know; probably even the same way he knows she had abortions and had sex with “alphas” on the “carousel”.
Katz, I’m 49 and I don’t know any women like that. Maybe there are some, but it’s not a thing in the circles I hang out in. And, yeah, Hellkell, now that you mention it, the OP does sound made up. If you have a nice life at 39, it doesn’t suddenly go to shit because you’re a year older.
Is it bad that I want to repeatedly bash my head into the wall because I used to believe all of that “alpha” “friendzone” and “carousel” bullshit. I may mildly dislike myself, every so often descending into a downward spiral of doominess and no future type self hatred because neurological disorder. But early-highschool me inspires so much almost as much disdain in me as Roosh or Heartiste or those domestic violence apologists from the past couple of threads.
I’m a relatively new reader of this blog, and I have the same thought after I read just about every post. How in the hell do you find this crap, David??? I just cannot fathom that people raised in a modern society could possibly think this way.
Hey, aworldanonymous. Before you get too down on your high-school self, remember, you got out.
I want to reassure you that no matter how long you feel you wasted in a worldview that you know now is wrong–I spent a lot more time than you in a much shittier worldview.
That’s all.
You feel the way you feel, but if you want you can totally forgive yourself and take it easy on yourself.
Straight up, the system is fucked and we’re all stuck in it. Everyone gets raised with some weird ideas of sex and relationships. It’s okay. We’re all learning. You were willing to look outside yourself and empathize wit other people, learn, and grow into a respectful adult. That counts.
First of all, my feeling from reading this guy’s ramblings is that this story like, TOTALLY happened, you guys, and isn’t some made-up bullshit. So don’t believe anyone who says that what really transpired is that Patriactionary saw a single, childless middle-aged woman who appears happy with her life, and totally lost his shit. On the brand new carpet, no less. (Balls!! Is there no end to the evil that is women??)
Second — assuming that this totally happened — there are people who always wonder what they are missing at the expense of appreciating what they have. A lot of it, of course, has to do with societal pressures. People who aren’t particularly excited about their marriage anymore yearn for the excitement of single life and don’t take into account the possibility of being lonely and unloved. Single, childless women with good lives who cave in to societal bullshit and start maniacally searching for a husband, not realizing how lucky they are not to be married to douchebags like our friend Patriactionary over there. If this woman really exists, the only take-away lesson here is for her: she should take a good look at her friend’s husband and thank her lucky stars for singlehood.
Ease up on yourself, aworld. Feeling that way as a teenager makes sense. Grown-ass men feeling/thinking this way is ridiculous and just shows what a non-movement the MRM is.
No doubt a harmonious marriage to a soul-mate and a family of healthy, harmonious children with genuine prospects for the future is a blessing. Marriages that fall short of that are too often the opposite, especially for the hapless kds.
@Tikidoc
I think the sad thing is that a lot of aspects of modern society are enabling people who think this way. Maybe not as much as 100 years ago, but still.
aworld: I’d say it’s not bad to be ashamed of what you used to believe, but there’s not much you can do about that now, and it’s probably not helpful – so I wouldn’t say you’re wrong to feel bad about it, but if you can manage to look at it and say “I used to be wrong and a bit shitty; I got better,” and not worry about it, that’d be good.
(If that makes sense.)
@aworld, being sad about wasted time is as pointless when you’re in your 20s as it is when you hit 40. You have time now; i recommend you use it to have fun :)
@Everyone
I suppose you’re right, not much I can do about it now except try to make the best of the fact that I’m out of that phase.
aworld: I used to believe those things too, because of the environment in which I had grown up. As a result, I made a lot of mistakes in my teens and twenties, A LOT of mistakes. I try not to think about what I could have made of my life if my mind hadn’t been so befogged with this nonsense. But it’s no use; I try to appreciate the good in my life, and there is plenty of that.
This whole thing feels kind of problematic for a number of reasons:
1. No family is ever 100% healthy or harmonious, and the pressure to make it so motivates a lot of abusers and abuser apologists.
2. I know a lot of people raised by single parents or divorced couples who are absolutely amazing people who had amazing childhoods. Most of them have had more problems with people contantly assuming they’re broken than with actual emotions over their family situation. The “opposite” of a healthy family is an abusive family, not a single parent family.
3. I’ve met a lot of people whose kids geniuniely did not have “life prospects.” Like, they were born peasant farmers and were likely going to die peasant farmers. I’ve also met people who could not work their entire lives due to disability. This doesn’t mean that these people and their families are worth any less. Life is about more than prospects.
Ugh said:
This. Nobody gets to be really super-proud of what they thought and believed five years ago unless they haven’t gotten better in the last five years.
Aworldanonymous, look at it this way–when you look back on that time, look how far you’ve come. There are plenty of people in this world who haven’t figured out they used to be wrong, who many NEVER figure it out.
And you aren’t one of them. You’ve changed.
Growth can be good, especially if we’re aiming to improve.
I look back at the me I used to be, and there’s a lot there to hate. But the flipside of that is that every single change in me since then is something to love.
@aworldanon: You shouldn’t get so down on yourself. I think it’s great that you realized that you had some wrong ideas and worked your way out of them. Kudos!
@anonymous- be gentle with yourself. The person you are today (who is very nice!) grew out of the person you were. Everyone goes through a stage of doing/ believing things that they look back on and groan about, but most of us grow up to be decent human beings.
Everyone, group hug!
Think of it this way, maybe: that’s a mistake you never have to make again. You’re now free to make new, exciting mistakes instead! …Or don’t think of it that way, if that’s depressing. :)
I was recently in a similar depressed spell about my career; I was really worried that by going to law school in my 20s I’d blown any chance of doing what I actually want to do (teach college English). It’s only been in the past few months I’ve realized that, yeah, I may have dicked around some in my 20s but I have the whole rest of my life to do what really inspires and thrills me. And now that I know what “doing what I’m told instead of what really reflects who I am” feels like, I’m much better at listening to myself instead of trying to live up to others’ expectations.
Oh, I get it. We live in a culture that worships youth, tells women over 30 that they are “old” and no longer desirable, and also tells women that they are broken or not whole unless they are married and have children. So when a woman who buys into this onslaught of cultural conditioning gets sad about it — she’s a bitch who deserves it. Gotcha, bud.
Truth be told, if a woman waits until she’s 40 to start having children, it’s not gonna be easy. My first cousin once removed had her son 10 years ago at the age of 41 but required fertility drugs(and she couldn’t have any more). And yet, there are now women in their 50s becoming mothers, so there you go. Cosmetic and medical technology is clearly succeeding in slowing down the biological clock. Well, at least for women! :-P
And yes, I *am* aware that some women don’t want kids.Do not insinuate that I think women should have kids because I don’t think that way nor do I particularly want any myself.
@Shiraz e-arms open wide over here ! in hopefully a non-creepy way!
Woo! People-who-used-to-be-shitty-but-got-better party! *Puts on music*
I mean, I wasn’t MRAish or anything, but I didn’t used to be the most pleasant of people to be around (mostly due to crappy social skills and trying to get around that in the wrong ways, ie. by actively and purposely annoying people, because it was the only way I knew how to engage with people without feeling weird about it), and I still feel really bad for it.
Though crappy social skills isn’t something that’s “gone” for me, it’s just redirected so that it doesn’t actively impact the people around me.
Also, for aworld.
Oh hey, I have a story like his one – a friend at my work hit forty and was in floods of tears over it. Only, she does have a husband and kids, who she loves very much – it was just the ‘oh my god I am Ooooold!’ moment. Then they all went on holiday abroad and she got to swim with dolphins, which she had wanted to do all her life, and she realised she didn’t have one foot in the grave after all, took up zumba, loved it, became an instructor in it and packed in the job (which she had hated). And now she’s really happy. Yay!
Right back at ya, heidihi!
Wow, this is a good party. I wonder how long before someone hateful sees all of our wisdom and positive affirmation and decides to poo on it.
There’s a very freeing feeling knowing that you don’t need to be part of a couple in order to be happy. My boyfriend and I love each other but we would be just as happy as friends as we are as lovers, it’s a nice bonus but not necessary for our happiness or self worth.
This is why I really want the myth that you HAVE to couple up, get married, and have kids in order to be happy to be torn down and relegated to a damaging bit of history. Being part of a couple is great, for people who want kids I know being a parent is great, but people shouldn’t be made to feel like their self worth and happiness are dependent on them. That is a load of bullshit, I was very happy living on my own with just myself and my dog to worry about. If it wasn’t that financially it made sense to move in together (mainly due to gas prices, we lived an hour and a half drive away from each other for two years) we’d still have separate places. Getting have sex in the middle of the week instead of just on weekends is a pretty nice plus too.
If I’d been male I would have totally turned MRAish in high school. Fortunately they don’t have a similar movement for horny, lonely, entitled, and resentful ladyshape folks.
Also, my girlfriend has had sex with double digits people and is getting married to our boyfriend, who doesn’t give a fuck about it, soon.
@beshemoth- Your friend sounds awesome, and I’m glad she is enjoying her life and her new career!
One of my cousins is approaching her mid-40s, with a husband and 2 kids. She graduated from college in her 30s, and became one of the most kickass wedding photographers I know. She swears, and listens to fabulous music, and arranges parties at bars for cool parents in her city. People who say that 40 is fast approaching 40 make me laugh SO HARD, because they clearly have not met my family.
There are people of all genders that love babies and children, and for whatever reason never become parents. These are the kinds of people who do great in careers in education or childcare, because they can get paid to do what they love, which is nurturing children. Because they don’t have parenting responsibilities themselves, they also have more free time to volunteer as coaches, mentors, etc. Finally, if someone really wants a child, they can adopt a child or become a foster parent. So even if the 40 year old woman from the OP exists, she has a lot of options besides being LONELY WITH CATS. (no offense to cats, who make much better companions than misogynists any day)
@ozy- Mazal tov to your girlfriend and you boyfriend! May all three of you enjoy many years together of health and happiness!
*er, 40 is fast approaching obsolescence. I can haz non-tautologies.
The reason I call bullshit on the story is his wife’s reaction. All of a sudden she wonders what she brings to the relationship?
Nope. Either he’s been gaslighting, and manipulating; the entire marriage (not at all beyond the realm of believable), or he made it up.
Ugh: I know this ideal situation is rare. I am saying that this alone might be worth missing, because when I look at the family and marital situations around me, including the one I grew up in, sometimes nothing is better than something.
Cats are great.
Thirty-year-old women are ugly, dseased trollops? I bet you’re the sort who drinks Welch’s grape juice with cottage cheese and thinks he’s having a gourmet cheese-and-wine experience.
I love my boyfriend and all, but my sense of family and belonging comes from the intentional community/grouphouse I live in. This contention that nuclear families are the only viable or available support structures for anyone just baffles me. We share all the chores, last week we had a midnight dance party because the baby of the couple downstairs wouldn’t go to sleep and we wanted to help them tire her out. It could have been a frustrating event but it was fun instead, partly because having so many adults around lets us take the pressure off each other. I love it here, I wish I could sing a song about it to all these maniacs who think there’s only one right way to do it.
It IS sad to be single if you don’t want to be, and it GETS harder to find somebody to start a family with as you get older. But a) this holds for men as well as women (just because a man can biologically father children when he’s fifty, doesn’t mean that his prospects for finding a younger wife who wants kids are great), and b) WTF has sluttiness to do with anything?
I was a complete slut for years and then I married a great guy at 24 (no children though, because we don’t want children). My sister was a good and chaste girl (I’m not meaning she was repressed or anything, she’s just one of those people who don’t want to have sex unless in a serious committed relationship). She always wanted a husband and kids, but was living alone with nine cats at age at 31. And then she met a great guy who fell head-over-heels in love with her, and he also loves cats, and now they live together in a big house in the countryside with all the cats working on a baby.
But any MRA who reads this will probably think I’m just making shit up.
“Women do not have the sexual options that men do”
Uh like?
I think it shows for my sanity when I say that I got no clue what these guys talk about. I mean, they go on and on, randomly, this way or that way and then contradict themselves 3 times.
Meanwhile, in his mind:
It is not the end of the world to get older. It is only the end of the world when aliens come by our planet with a giant death star.
So sometimes when a person is down a bit about their age, they get over it and realise “at least there is no death star.”
This guy’s story is ultimately about his trying to control his wife by using any means necessary-up to and including destroying her self confidence.
@Mayara Arend — he is of course saying that as women get older, they just can’t possibly have a widening circle of men willing to have sex with them. Never mind this alleged cougar thing he’d tell you is awful–if he wouldn’t have sex with them, then they have no options. Whereas men’s options are obviously increasing, as every year there are more women in this world that he would have sex with.
It’s like logic, you see.
Even assuming electricangel’s wife’s friend is exactly as miserable as he happily fantasises her to be… is there anyone who wouldn’t choose to be her in a heartbeat, if the alternative was to be electricangel’s wife?
In discussing this woman, I am insistent upon her becoming an object lesson to my wife, and especially for my wife to tell the beautiful, smart, virgin young women close to her about what happens to carousel riders.
My god, I feel sorry for that poor woman. Based on how he describes his own behavior, I couldn’t bear this plonker’s company for five minutes, and she’s been saddled with it for the rest of her life. I hope she does take her friend as an “object lesson” and go “woo! I’m allowed to be single!” and run the hell away from him.
I feel sorry for his wife if this is true–he’s going around the house dropping pellets of manosphere logic all over, and you know this ass won’t clean up after himself.
Yeah, Mayara brought up this bit:
“Women do not have the sexual options that men do.”
Um, do think he’d be shocked to learn that women can have double and triple orgasms? Women’s bodies are amazing that way. But why should I expect him to know what a clitoris is? *chuckle/snort*
We need to get the “women do not have the sexual options that men do” guys in a room with the “women can always get laid, they’re the gatekeepers” guys, and let them fight it out.
M Dubz: Thank you!
Mayara: You see, men are attracted to looks, and women are attracted to power. You lose your looks as you age, but you only *gain* power. Therefore, the older men get, the more women want to sleep with them.
It makes sense if you ignore that all the premises are wrong!
Cliff: The second group defines “woman” as “woman who gives me a boner,” so once they sort out that sort of definition issue it’s all good.
@Ozy — “It makes sense if you ignore that all the premises are wrong!” ….that’s what the title of a book about the MRA would be, I think.
Or a book about NWO.
Thus becoming the only person in history who regrets not being an English major :)
(JK, of course; I bet there are lots of people whose parents pushed them the doctor/lawyer route who wish they had studied what they actually wanted. I find myself regretting studying chemistry instead of art.)
One of the things that’s particularly weird about this to me is the notion that having a bit of a freakout at arbitrarily-significant birthdays about the things you haven’t done yet is something deeply terrible and, furthermore, is specific to women and woes about relationships, rather than being something that nearly everyone experiences at some point. When my boyfriend turned 30, he was kind of upset about not having quit smoking yet. When my mother turned 40, she was kind of upset about not having gotten her PhD yet. When a dear friend turned 25, she was kind of upset about not having finished her BA yet. When another dear friend turned 35, she was kind of upset about not having bought a house yet. I’m approaching 30, and already pre-freaking-out a little bit about not having moved to Boston yet. People get sad when they realize that they’ve hit milestones without accomplishing everything they had hoped to have accomplished. That very rarely means they’ve WASTED THEIR LIFE. It mostly means, “Well, I guess if I still want to accomplish that, I’ll be doing it a bit later than I’d planned. Phooey.”
(Incidentally, my boyfriend has been cigarette-free for about a month, my mother decided she didn’t actually care that much about the PhD, my first friend is making good progress on her BA, my second one just bought a condo and loves it, and I might make it to Boston before my 30th birthday yet. Sometimes life works out the way you planned. Sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes it works out better. Finding out that the vision you had for your life isn’t the way it actually turned out isn’t called wasting your life – it’s called living.)
No, NWO’s book title would be “it doesn’t make sense even if you ignore that all the premises are wrong.”
How is this any different from how I can visit any fora on the internet with lost of women and reading that a man that is a virgin at 25 has to be defective somehow and that there has to be a fault in his personality that makes it so?
How is this any different from how I can visit any feminist forum on the internet and read that you (as a man) get exactely the sexual attention you deserve, and if you get none, that is because you deserve to get none?
@Polliwog, sounds like a lot of happy turnings-out. (i would say “happy endings” but i would have to snicker then.) Also, i hope you get to Boston.
I was so torn up and depressed and emo about moving away from the boy who i thought was the ZOMG LURV OF MAH LIFE when i was SEVENTEEN for god’s sake. We were besties through high school and then drifted apart and i thought i’d love my one. chance. at LOVE. But hey we got back together again at 24 and we’ve been together since. So yeah, it can still work out, no matter how much bad poetry you write.*
*thank god this was before blogs got big.