From the American Revolution to every war since, men have bled and died for this country at a ratio of 1000 men for every 1 woman.
The military itself reflects that imbalance. For every woman in uniform, there are 5000 men. And yet society pretends we’re all equal when it’s time to die, but suddenly different when it's time to sacrifice.
When that ratio hits 1 to 1, when women start dying in equal numbers on the battlefield, then and only then will I take all this “equality” talk seriously. Until then, it’s just noise.
And don’t feed me that recycled garbage about how men are the ones who love war. That’s a lie dressed in lipstick.
From the American Revolution to every war since, men have bled and died for this country at a ratio of 1000 men for every 1 woman.
The military itself reflects that imbalance. For every woman in uniform, there are 5000 men. And yet society pretends we’re all equal when it’s time to die, but suddenly different when it's time to sacrifice.
When that ratio hits 1 to 1, when women start dying in equal numbers on the battlefield, then and only then will I take all this “equality” talk seriously. Until then, it’s just noise.
And don’t feed me that recycled garbage about how men are the ones who love war. That’s a lie dressed in lipstick.
Maxine Waters supported war. Hillary Clinton voted for war. Nancy Pelosi sent men to die. Dianne Feinstein backed military action. Barbara Boxer nodded along. Barbara Bush smiled through it. And even Laura Bush stood behind the flags and the coffins.
They all wanted war.
They just wanted **you** to die in it.
Maxine Waters supported war. Hillary Clinton voted for war. Nancy Pelosi sent men to die. Dianne Feinstein backed military action. Barbara Boxer nodded along. Barbara Bush smiled through it. And even Laura Bush stood behind the flags and the coffins.
They all wanted war.
They just wanted **you** to die in it.
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Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts
Saturday, January 31, 2026
Friday, January 30, 2026
What Girls Want
So you want a man who will kill for you or die for you.
You want him to break his back working day and night just so you can eat well dress nice live in comfort and bathe in gifts you didn’t earn.
He’s your provider your butler your emotional tampon your therapist your punching bag. You expect him to fix your broken soul like that’s part of his job description. If you’re unhappy he’s to blame. If you’re miserable it’s because he failed. You take zero responsibility for your own life.
When he gets home from working himself into the grave you hand him your Honey Do List. A list of demands. A list of chores. A list of unpaid labor you won't touch because your hands were too busy getting manicured with his money. You had time for your spa day your massage your girls' brunch. But no time to lift a damn finger around the house.
And while he’s sweating over a leaky sink or broken cabinet you’re on the phone ordering food with his money because your feminism has evolved into full-blown laziness. Cooking is sexist now. Cleaning is beneath you.
He needs your permission to see his friends while you go out whenever you want. If he questions your freedom you label him controlling and start texting your divorce lawyer behind his back. You treat loyalty like oppression and his boundaries like abuse.
If he cheats and in your world that includes looking at a waitress or replying “thank you” to a woman’s compliment you burn his life to the ground. You take his kids his home his paycheck. You turn child support into vanity money and alimony into your personal lifestyle fund. The kids become bargaining chips you weaponize.
But when you cheat it's his fault. He didn’t love you right. He didn’t give enough. He didn’t make you feel like a goddess every second of the day. You justify your betrayal then sue him for everything he built. You give his children to a stranger and pretend he's the new father because your ego thinks it’s a queen that hands out titles.
You want a man to spend hundreds on dates hundreds on gifts and thousands on a ring. After bleeding him dry you want a wedding that costs more than his annual salary. And when he’s drowning in debt just to please you you still look down on him like he’s lucky to have you.
You want him to get down on one knee like a slave and beg for the right to serve you forever. Holding a diamond ransom to buy your fake affection. You want a servant not a husband.
No thanks.
Find another brain-dead ATM who thinks servitude is romance. Another spineless wallet who’ll jump through hoops while you size up your next upgrade.
I’m not your plan B.
I don’t kneel.
I don’t serve.
I run my own life.
You want him to break his back working day and night just so you can eat well dress nice live in comfort and bathe in gifts you didn’t earn.
He’s your provider your butler your emotional tampon your therapist your punching bag. You expect him to fix your broken soul like that’s part of his job description. If you’re unhappy he’s to blame. If you’re miserable it’s because he failed. You take zero responsibility for your own life.
When he gets home from working himself into the grave you hand him your Honey Do List. A list of demands. A list of chores. A list of unpaid labor you won't touch because your hands were too busy getting manicured with his money. You had time for your spa day your massage your girls' brunch. But no time to lift a damn finger around the house.
And while he’s sweating over a leaky sink or broken cabinet you’re on the phone ordering food with his money because your feminism has evolved into full-blown laziness. Cooking is sexist now. Cleaning is beneath you.
He needs your permission to see his friends while you go out whenever you want. If he questions your freedom you label him controlling and start texting your divorce lawyer behind his back. You treat loyalty like oppression and his boundaries like abuse.
If he cheats and in your world that includes looking at a waitress or replying “thank you” to a woman’s compliment you burn his life to the ground. You take his kids his home his paycheck. You turn child support into vanity money and alimony into your personal lifestyle fund. The kids become bargaining chips you weaponize.
But when you cheat it's his fault. He didn’t love you right. He didn’t give enough. He didn’t make you feel like a goddess every second of the day. You justify your betrayal then sue him for everything he built. You give his children to a stranger and pretend he's the new father because your ego thinks it’s a queen that hands out titles.
You want a man to spend hundreds on dates hundreds on gifts and thousands on a ring. After bleeding him dry you want a wedding that costs more than his annual salary. And when he’s drowning in debt just to please you you still look down on him like he’s lucky to have you.
You want him to get down on one knee like a slave and beg for the right to serve you forever. Holding a diamond ransom to buy your fake affection. You want a servant not a husband.
No thanks.
Find another brain-dead ATM who thinks servitude is romance. Another spineless wallet who’ll jump through hoops while you size up your next upgrade.
I’m not your plan B.
I don’t kneel.
I don’t serve.
I run my own life.
Thursday, January 29, 2026
Did She Love Him or His Money?
My neighbor's son got into a serious accident that left him permanently crippled and partially brain damaged. A girl "fell in love" with him for a long time until he won a huge amount of money in the lawsuit. Before that, she was pressuring the boy to marry her.
The father made his son sign over all his awards to himself and made himself his son's caretaker and guardian.
When the girl found that the father was the only one that was in charge of the money, the girl left as if the boy was poison. She never returned.
The father made his son sign over all his awards to himself and made himself his son's caretaker and guardian.
When the girl found that the father was the only one that was in charge of the money, the girl left as if the boy was poison. She never returned.
Wednesday, January 28, 2026
Women Hate Men
Women hate men so deeply that they will remove the father from the child’s life just to monopolize the child’s love. These women don’t raise children to nurture them, they raise them to receive unconditional affection, to have someone who will never abandon them. The mother demands full control of that love, and she will not tolerate the child loving the father more. That is why many women file for divorce the moment the child starts to prefer dad. Fathers are fun, engaging, and emotionally generous. They play, they wrestle, they laugh. That kind of joy threatens a mother’s grip. No mother has ever made her child laugh the way a father can.
Women hate men because the media, the movies, and the endless propaganda tells them to. The culture reinforces the narrative that men are disposable. That is why single motherhood is at epidemic levels. That is why 80 percent of divorces are initiated by women. It is not about safety, it is about power and control.
Women carry hatred in their hearts for men because no man can satisfy their shifting demands. The bar is always raised, the expectations never stop growing. It is not about love, it is about dominance.
A woman says she wants a king but only so she can enslave him. If he obeys her, she loses all respect. If he doesn’t, she cries abuse. Her version of abuse is not getting her way. Just like a spoiled child screaming because she cannot eat candy for dinner.
A woman is a legal child. Protected by the state, insulated from accountability, and funded by the men she demonizes. She looks for a replacement parent, not a partner. A man to feed her, clothe her, house her, and shield her from the consequences of her own recklessness.
When a woman demands a provider, she does not mean food and shelter. She means a man who gives her everything she imagines she deserves. Her comfort, her convenience, her fantasy. “I’m not happy” is not a statement, it is an order. “Make me happy, now, or I will ruin your life and call it empowerment.”
Women hate men because the media, the movies, and the endless propaganda tells them to. The culture reinforces the narrative that men are disposable. That is why single motherhood is at epidemic levels. That is why 80 percent of divorces are initiated by women. It is not about safety, it is about power and control.
Women carry hatred in their hearts for men because no man can satisfy their shifting demands. The bar is always raised, the expectations never stop growing. It is not about love, it is about dominance.
A woman says she wants a king but only so she can enslave him. If he obeys her, she loses all respect. If he doesn’t, she cries abuse. Her version of abuse is not getting her way. Just like a spoiled child screaming because she cannot eat candy for dinner.
A woman is a legal child. Protected by the state, insulated from accountability, and funded by the men she demonizes. She looks for a replacement parent, not a partner. A man to feed her, clothe her, house her, and shield her from the consequences of her own recklessness.
When a woman demands a provider, she does not mean food and shelter. She means a man who gives her everything she imagines she deserves. Her comfort, her convenience, her fantasy. “I’m not happy” is not a statement, it is an order. “Make me happy, now, or I will ruin your life and call it empowerment.”
Tuesday, January 27, 2026
Turn Her Down Fast and Hard
Her: What kind of work do you do?
TheXYGhost: Would you date a man that works at McDonald’s?
Her: No!
TheXYGhost: Not even the CEO of McDonald’s Inc.?
Her: Well, that’s a different story.
TheXYGhost: I cook fries at McDonald’s. Now get lost and go chase your fantasy prince. I’m not interested in broke opportunists fishing for a man to fund their lifestyle.
You judged me before you knew me, now I judge you after seeing exactly what you are. A gold digger with champagne expectations and a soda can life.
You’re not looking for a partner, you’re hunting for a paycheck in human form. Go beg somewhere else.
TheXYGhost: Would you date a man that works at McDonald’s?
Her: No!
TheXYGhost: Not even the CEO of McDonald’s Inc.?
Her: Well, that’s a different story.
TheXYGhost: I cook fries at McDonald’s. Now get lost and go chase your fantasy prince. I’m not interested in broke opportunists fishing for a man to fund their lifestyle.
You judged me before you knew me, now I judge you after seeing exactly what you are. A gold digger with champagne expectations and a soda can life.
You’re not looking for a partner, you’re hunting for a paycheck in human form. Go beg somewhere else.
Monday, January 26, 2026
Don’t Fight With Her. Disarm Her
A woman will start a fight for reasons that make no sense to you. She is sensitive to anything she perceives, or misperceives, as negative toward her. At times, she fights because she is either consciously or unconsciously testing you. This test is not about the words exchanged in the heat of conflict. It is about what remains after the storm she created for her own purpose. If you still love her after the pain she inflicted, she takes that as proof your love is real. She will always test your love, but rarely show you hers. Just the fact that she is testing you means she has no love for you.
Many fights are not even about the moment. They are delayed reactions. Something that happened hours or days ago resurfaces and hijacks the present. What looks like a battle over nothing is her unresolved emotion breaking through.
You cannot win a fight with someone who cannot see herself as wrong. In her mind, she is right and you are wrong, no matter the facts, no matter the evidence. The fight is never about truth. It is about emotion.
You cannot outfight this. You cannot win by force. You win by not fighting at all. You win by disarming her.
Most fights begin with her yelling and screaming, leaving you stunned, unsure where this rage even came from. While she is unleashing her fury, stay still and stare at her with the calm of a man who cannot be moved. Say nothing. Wait until she eventually stops, nobody can keep this up forever. When she does, wait ten seconds, then ask calmly: “Why are you being so disrespectful?” Let the question hang in the air. Then escalate: “Why are you treating me like I am worthless in your eyes?” Deliver it slow and calm. Make her hear it. Make her think about it.
Like clockwork, she will almost always tell you that you made her mad. Let her speak, even if she talks over you. Do not rush. When she finally runs out of steam, tell her she chose to be mad, she chose to be disrespectful. Then say: “If I have the power to make you mad, then I should have the power to make you calm, rational, and feminine.”
You must remember: she chose this attitude. She can hold her temper in front of her family, her friends, and at work. She chooses to be rational there. If she can control herself where it matters to her, she can control herself where it matters to you. Make her blatant disrespect towards you the center of the argument. Tell her plainly: “Your behavior is childish. It is beneath someone who claims to have respect.” Remind yourself, and her, that this was a choice she made.
Never let disrespect pass unchallenged, but never meet it with anger. Your calm is your power. Your stillness is your weapon. You are the standard. Hold the frame. Hold your ground. Force her to face her own behavior. This is how you win without fighting. This is how you disarm her.
Many fights are not even about the moment. They are delayed reactions. Something that happened hours or days ago resurfaces and hijacks the present. What looks like a battle over nothing is her unresolved emotion breaking through.
You cannot win a fight with someone who cannot see herself as wrong. In her mind, she is right and you are wrong, no matter the facts, no matter the evidence. The fight is never about truth. It is about emotion.
You cannot outfight this. You cannot win by force. You win by not fighting at all. You win by disarming her.
Most fights begin with her yelling and screaming, leaving you stunned, unsure where this rage even came from. While she is unleashing her fury, stay still and stare at her with the calm of a man who cannot be moved. Say nothing. Wait until she eventually stops, nobody can keep this up forever. When she does, wait ten seconds, then ask calmly: “Why are you being so disrespectful?” Let the question hang in the air. Then escalate: “Why are you treating me like I am worthless in your eyes?” Deliver it slow and calm. Make her hear it. Make her think about it.
Like clockwork, she will almost always tell you that you made her mad. Let her speak, even if she talks over you. Do not rush. When she finally runs out of steam, tell her she chose to be mad, she chose to be disrespectful. Then say: “If I have the power to make you mad, then I should have the power to make you calm, rational, and feminine.”
You must remember: she chose this attitude. She can hold her temper in front of her family, her friends, and at work. She chooses to be rational there. If she can control herself where it matters to her, she can control herself where it matters to you. Make her blatant disrespect towards you the center of the argument. Tell her plainly: “Your behavior is childish. It is beneath someone who claims to have respect.” Remind yourself, and her, that this was a choice she made.
Never let disrespect pass unchallenged, but never meet it with anger. Your calm is your power. Your stillness is your weapon. You are the standard. Hold the frame. Hold your ground. Force her to face her own behavior. This is how you win without fighting. This is how you disarm her.
Sunday, January 25, 2026
I Guess You Can Call Me a Feminist
I guess you can call me a feminist. I want to see men and women treated the same, equally. I want to see more men getting sole custody and child support payments. I want to see more female mechanics, firemen, sanitation workers, construction workers, painters, plasterers, drywall installers, plumbers, roofers, electricians, gardeners, pilots, maintenance workers, janitors, truck drivers, taxi drivers, bus drivers, train conductors, forklift operators, coal miners, oil riggers, etc.
Let's show support for women risking their lives to support their husbands and families with hard work.
Let's show support for women risking their lives to support their husbands and families with hard work.
Saturday, January 24, 2026
She Wants the Wallet Not the Man
A woman will tell you she wants love. She’ll say she wants a good man. She’ll talk about character, integrity, loyalty, and how much she values family. But watch what happens when the bills come due. When the rent is late, when the car needs fixing, when her friend gets a new ring from a richer man. Suddenly that “good man” she chose ain’t so good anymore. His love no longer pays. His heart is not accepted as currency. His loyalty is worthless compared to what another man’s bank account can buy.
She will eject a man from her family the same way a company fires a worker who can’t keep up with productivity. One missed paycheck and the man is no longer husband material. One lost job and the father is no longer “good for the kids.” His love is dismissed as insufficient. His role as father erased like chalk on a board. Because in her eyes, a man who can’t provide is a man who doesn’t deserve to stay.
Examples are everywhere. A woman marries a man who works hard, breaks his back to support his family. But the moment her coworker brags about her husband’s six-figure job and surprise vacations to Bora Bora, she starts asking, “Why can’t you do that for me?” His hard work becomes invisible. His sacrifices become expected. And when he doesn’t upgrade her lifestyle, she upgrades the man.
She’ll file for divorce, take the kids, and go after alimony and child support like a bounty hunter. Suddenly the same man who used to rock their baby to sleep is now labeled a “deadbeat.” Not because he stopped loving his children but because he couldn’t meet her new financial standard. She doesn’t care that he’s hurting. She doesn’t care that he’s sleeping in a car. All she sees is that she can extract money from his existence through the court system. She wants the child support payments but not the father.
There are women who keep the child but drop the man the moment a wealthier option becomes available. They use the children as pawns. They keep the father away and say, “He’s not contributing.” When in truth, he couldn’t give her the lifestyle she craves. So she trades love for luxury. She trades the presence of a father for the presence of funds.
Let’s be honest. This is prostitution in disguise. When a woman leaves a man because another man has more money, what else can you call it? She sells herself to the highest bidder. She uses her body and the threat of emotional abandonment as leverage. She will smile at a man while mentally calculating his worth like a product on Amazon.
He is not a man to her. He is a means to an end. A paycheck. A provider. A tool. And once he no longer performs, he gets discarded like last season’s handbag. The love was never real. It was a contract with fine print: “As long as you provide the lifestyle I demand, I’ll pretend to love you.”
Men must see this for what it is. You are not loved for who you are. You are loved for what you can do. For how deep your pockets are. She does not want you. She wants what you bring.
You’re the mule. She’s the merchant. And when you can’t carry the load, she’ll replace you and call it empowerment.
She will eject a man from her family the same way a company fires a worker who can’t keep up with productivity. One missed paycheck and the man is no longer husband material. One lost job and the father is no longer “good for the kids.” His love is dismissed as insufficient. His role as father erased like chalk on a board. Because in her eyes, a man who can’t provide is a man who doesn’t deserve to stay.
Examples are everywhere. A woman marries a man who works hard, breaks his back to support his family. But the moment her coworker brags about her husband’s six-figure job and surprise vacations to Bora Bora, she starts asking, “Why can’t you do that for me?” His hard work becomes invisible. His sacrifices become expected. And when he doesn’t upgrade her lifestyle, she upgrades the man.
She’ll file for divorce, take the kids, and go after alimony and child support like a bounty hunter. Suddenly the same man who used to rock their baby to sleep is now labeled a “deadbeat.” Not because he stopped loving his children but because he couldn’t meet her new financial standard. She doesn’t care that he’s hurting. She doesn’t care that he’s sleeping in a car. All she sees is that she can extract money from his existence through the court system. She wants the child support payments but not the father.
There are women who keep the child but drop the man the moment a wealthier option becomes available. They use the children as pawns. They keep the father away and say, “He’s not contributing.” When in truth, he couldn’t give her the lifestyle she craves. So she trades love for luxury. She trades the presence of a father for the presence of funds.
Let’s be honest. This is prostitution in disguise. When a woman leaves a man because another man has more money, what else can you call it? She sells herself to the highest bidder. She uses her body and the threat of emotional abandonment as leverage. She will smile at a man while mentally calculating his worth like a product on Amazon.
He is not a man to her. He is a means to an end. A paycheck. A provider. A tool. And once he no longer performs, he gets discarded like last season’s handbag. The love was never real. It was a contract with fine print: “As long as you provide the lifestyle I demand, I’ll pretend to love you.”
Men must see this for what it is. You are not loved for who you are. You are loved for what you can do. For how deep your pockets are. She does not want you. She wants what you bring.
You’re the mule. She’s the merchant. And when you can’t carry the load, she’ll replace you and call it empowerment.
Friday, January 23, 2026
Rules for Women
1. Do not make him responsible for every single one of your wants, needs, and desires. He is not your personal genie.
2.He is not your doctor, lawyer, therapist, and handyman rolled into one. Stop treating him like a utility.
3. Quit nitpicking every flaw you think he has. You are not perfect either, and you never will be.
4. You can take him out too. He is not your personal ATM or your unpaid entertainment director.
5. The answer to your problems is not another man. Stop monkey-branching the moment you see something you don’t like.
6. Stop testing him like he is some experiment. He is not a lab rat and you are not a scientist.
7. Treating him like a provider while screaming about equality is dehumanizing. If you want a partner, act like one.
8. Just because it is easy for you to cheat doesn’t mean he is. Every text or photo in his phone is not proof of betrayal.
9. You can’t mold him into your fantasy. He is who he is. Growth happens naturally if you stop trying to control it.
10. Stop complaining constantly. If something isn’t how you want it, take initiative instead of acting helpless.
11.“The grass is greener on the other side” is not a suggestion. It is a warning.
12. Know when to shut it down. There is a limit to nagging, whining, crying, complaining, and throwing threats.
13. Do you really believe that taking his kids away and moving in with another guy who also lost his kids will somehow fix your life?
14. Threatening to leave if he doesn’t marry you doesn’t prove your love. It exposes your manipulation and your bloated ego.
15. No one can make anyone happy. Stop expecting him to fill your emotional void.
16. He cannot read your damn mind. If you want something, speak it.
17. Stop with the hints. They are childish and inefficient. Use your words like an adult.
18. If you ask a direct question and he gives you a direct answer, don’t get mad that he didn’t decode your hidden meaning.
19. If you go for “bad boys,” you chose that chaos. You invited dysfunction. Bad means bad. Period.
20. Just because you hinted at something doesn’t mean he owes you a deeper response. You are not playing mind games with a child.
21. Manipulation is lying. Sugarcoat it all you want, but deceit is still deceit.
22. Having a “Plan B” is not smart. It is cheating. Own it.
23. Your best relationship was your first. After that it’s been compromise, damage, and denial.
24. Treat him how you scream you want to be treated. No double standards. No excuses.
2.He is not your doctor, lawyer, therapist, and handyman rolled into one. Stop treating him like a utility.
3. Quit nitpicking every flaw you think he has. You are not perfect either, and you never will be.
4. You can take him out too. He is not your personal ATM or your unpaid entertainment director.
5. The answer to your problems is not another man. Stop monkey-branching the moment you see something you don’t like.
6. Stop testing him like he is some experiment. He is not a lab rat and you are not a scientist.
7. Treating him like a provider while screaming about equality is dehumanizing. If you want a partner, act like one.
8. Just because it is easy for you to cheat doesn’t mean he is. Every text or photo in his phone is not proof of betrayal.
9. You can’t mold him into your fantasy. He is who he is. Growth happens naturally if you stop trying to control it.
10. Stop complaining constantly. If something isn’t how you want it, take initiative instead of acting helpless.
11.“The grass is greener on the other side” is not a suggestion. It is a warning.
12. Know when to shut it down. There is a limit to nagging, whining, crying, complaining, and throwing threats.
13. Do you really believe that taking his kids away and moving in with another guy who also lost his kids will somehow fix your life?
14. Threatening to leave if he doesn’t marry you doesn’t prove your love. It exposes your manipulation and your bloated ego.
15. No one can make anyone happy. Stop expecting him to fill your emotional void.
16. He cannot read your damn mind. If you want something, speak it.
17. Stop with the hints. They are childish and inefficient. Use your words like an adult.
18. If you ask a direct question and he gives you a direct answer, don’t get mad that he didn’t decode your hidden meaning.
19. If you go for “bad boys,” you chose that chaos. You invited dysfunction. Bad means bad. Period.
20. Just because you hinted at something doesn’t mean he owes you a deeper response. You are not playing mind games with a child.
21. Manipulation is lying. Sugarcoat it all you want, but deceit is still deceit.
22. Having a “Plan B” is not smart. It is cheating. Own it.
23. Your best relationship was your first. After that it’s been compromise, damage, and denial.
24. Treat him how you scream you want to be treated. No double standards. No excuses.
Thursday, January 22, 2026
Snow White and Sleeping Beauty Syndrome
To a woman, a good man is nothing more than a walking ATM. His purpose is to fund her lifestyle, cover her bills, and bankroll her endless list of wants, needs, and desires. His emotions don’t matter. His struggles are irrelevant. His worth is measured by how much he spends and how little he complains.
Snow White Syndrome:
She wants Prince Charming instantly, without earning him, without deserving him. She struts through life like royalty while looking down on the hardworking men beneath her. The so-called dwarves who keep society functioning are invisible to her. They are useful, not lovable.
Sleeping Beauty Syndrome:
She isolates herself, does nothing, contributes nothing, hides from the world, and waits. She doesn’t build a life. She doesn’t seek a partner. She expects some man to magically find her, fix her, and fund her fantasy. Her entire plan is to be rescued from her own laziness. She wants love without effort, reward without risk, and devotion without offering a damn thing in return.
Snow White Syndrome:
She wants Prince Charming instantly, without earning him, without deserving him. She struts through life like royalty while looking down on the hardworking men beneath her. The so-called dwarves who keep society functioning are invisible to her. They are useful, not lovable.
Sleeping Beauty Syndrome:
She isolates herself, does nothing, contributes nothing, hides from the world, and waits. She doesn’t build a life. She doesn’t seek a partner. She expects some man to magically find her, fix her, and fund her fantasy. Her entire plan is to be rescued from her own laziness. She wants love without effort, reward without risk, and devotion without offering a damn thing in return.
Wednesday, January 21, 2026
My Grandfather During World War 2
In the 1930s my grandfather came to America waving the American flag. He kissed the ground of his new homeland. He worked hard and studied to become an American citizen. He married an American woman and had two kids, my mother and my uncle.
When World War II broke out my grandfather volunteered to join the US Army. He left his wife and children behind to serve a country he had only just begun to call his own.
Alone and armed with nothing but an eighth grade education, my grandmother picked up cleaning jobs and carried her family on her back. There were no Food Stamps, no Welfare, no WIC, no housing projects, and no Section 8. She had no support except grit.
For two years this went on. No phone calls, barely any letters. My grandfather never knew enough English to write one anyway.
My grandmother stayed strong. She didn’t whine that her man wasn’t giving her enough attention. She didn’t cry about not having a $10,000 Gucci purse. She didn’t run to the government for handouts. She stood firm and held her family together.
Now look at today. Migrants enter this country illegally, full of hatred and contempt for the very nation they’re trying to live in. They burn our flag while waving the same flag from the country they claim they had to escape. They demand free housing, free food, and free benefits from a government they openly despise.
The women of today cheer the government as it dismantles the family. They trade in husbands for handouts. They demand subsidized rent, free meals, and medication while financially crippling the only man who ever cared for their child. They swap out men for the government check and then dare to scream they’re empowered and independent.
When I say this out loud to the modern woman, her response is always the same pathetic line, “That was then.”
Do you really think the women of today could do what my grandmother did? Could they survive without validation, attention, or government support? No. They would bolt at the first inconvenience and find another man to replace the father of their child like he was nothing. Yet these same women chant about strength and independence like it means something.
When World War II broke out my grandfather volunteered to join the US Army. He left his wife and children behind to serve a country he had only just begun to call his own.
Alone and armed with nothing but an eighth grade education, my grandmother picked up cleaning jobs and carried her family on her back. There were no Food Stamps, no Welfare, no WIC, no housing projects, and no Section 8. She had no support except grit.
For two years this went on. No phone calls, barely any letters. My grandfather never knew enough English to write one anyway.
My grandmother stayed strong. She didn’t whine that her man wasn’t giving her enough attention. She didn’t cry about not having a $10,000 Gucci purse. She didn’t run to the government for handouts. She stood firm and held her family together.
Now look at today. Migrants enter this country illegally, full of hatred and contempt for the very nation they’re trying to live in. They burn our flag while waving the same flag from the country they claim they had to escape. They demand free housing, free food, and free benefits from a government they openly despise.
The women of today cheer the government as it dismantles the family. They trade in husbands for handouts. They demand subsidized rent, free meals, and medication while financially crippling the only man who ever cared for their child. They swap out men for the government check and then dare to scream they’re empowered and independent.
When I say this out loud to the modern woman, her response is always the same pathetic line, “That was then.”
Do you really think the women of today could do what my grandmother did? Could they survive without validation, attention, or government support? No. They would bolt at the first inconvenience and find another man to replace the father of their child like he was nothing. Yet these same women chant about strength and independence like it means something.
Tuesday, January 20, 2026
You Are Always a Bad Man
• If she hits you, you must have done something wrong, because in this twisted world, women don’t get held accountable. She hit you for a reason, they say, and that reason is always your fault.
• If you hit her back, you are automatically the villain. It doesn’t matter if she attacked first. It doesn’t matter if she drew blood. You are a man, so you are wrong by default.
• If you file for divorce, you’re a monster who gave up too soon, who abandoned his vows, who walked away from a good woman.
• If she files for divorce, it’s because you failed as a man. She had no choice. The system will nod along and hand her everything.
• If she divorces you, kidnaps your children through the court system, bleeds you dry for your money, your house, your retirement, alimony and child support, then the world says she must have been justified. You must have done something cruel.
• If she accuses you of rape, domestic violence, sexual harassment or abuse, society doesn’t ask for proof. They don’t need facts. They need outrage. And you are the target. Why would she lie, they ask, as if women never lie, as if false accusations aren’t a weapon used every day.
• If she cries “inequality,” the world halts and hands her sympathy and solutions. If you cry injustice, you get told to “man up,” like your suffering is weakness and your pain is a punchline.
According to the US Justice Department, every single crime has a false allegation rate of about 1 to 2 percent. Except for rape, domestic violence, sexual harassment, and child abuse. Those spike up to 30 percent, but nobody wants to talk about that.
Face it. You are always the bad man.
• If you hit her back, you are automatically the villain. It doesn’t matter if she attacked first. It doesn’t matter if she drew blood. You are a man, so you are wrong by default.
• If you file for divorce, you’re a monster who gave up too soon, who abandoned his vows, who walked away from a good woman.
• If she files for divorce, it’s because you failed as a man. She had no choice. The system will nod along and hand her everything.
• If she divorces you, kidnaps your children through the court system, bleeds you dry for your money, your house, your retirement, alimony and child support, then the world says she must have been justified. You must have done something cruel.
• If she accuses you of rape, domestic violence, sexual harassment or abuse, society doesn’t ask for proof. They don’t need facts. They need outrage. And you are the target. Why would she lie, they ask, as if women never lie, as if false accusations aren’t a weapon used every day.
• If she cries “inequality,” the world halts and hands her sympathy and solutions. If you cry injustice, you get told to “man up,” like your suffering is weakness and your pain is a punchline.
According to the US Justice Department, every single crime has a false allegation rate of about 1 to 2 percent. Except for rape, domestic violence, sexual harassment, and child abuse. Those spike up to 30 percent, but nobody wants to talk about that.
Face it. You are always the bad man.
Monday, January 19, 2026
Why Modern Women Are Impossible to Satisfy
Women are so heavily influenced by media that it defies belief. The manipulation is relentless and constant, and society treats it as normal. The longer a woman is alive, the more television shows, movies, music videos, social media clips, and magazines she consumes, the more distorted her expectations become. Her perception of what she is entitled to gets inflated with every passing year. Reality can no longer satisfy her, because fiction has poisoned her standards. What follows is delusion, pure and unchecked. And it grows in tandem with an overinflated ego that convinces her she deserves more just for existing.
A powerful example came from the 1970s in Fiji. Before cable television arrived, the women of Fiji were culturally proud of being full-bbodied. Heavier women were seen as attractive, healthy, and prosperous. Eating disorders were nonexistent. But everything changed when Western media was introduced. Shows like Dynasty flooded their screens with images of thin, wealthy, powerful women in high fashion, surrounded by drama, status, and control. That exposure triggered a nationwide crisis. Bulimia and anorexia appeared out of nowhere. Women began starving themselves to mimic fictional characters who didn’t even represent reality in their own countries. The cultural pride that once existed vanished, replaced by body shame, identity confusion, and psychological distress.
This wasn’t limited to remote islands. The same rot spread everywhere. Sex and the City glamorized sleeping around, materialism, and chronic dissatisfaction. Women began believing that sexual promiscuity was a form of power, that men were disposable, and that constant emotional chaos was a sign of a passionate life. Real intimacy was mocked. Stable relationships were treated as boring. The female audience didn’t just enjoy the show, they absorbed it, mimicked it, and rewired their values around it. They became delusional, chasing a lifestyle that always ends in loneliness and regret, all while inflating their egos to believe they were empowered.
Keeping Up with the Kardashians made it worse. That show didn’t just entertain, it industrialized narcissism. Millions of women now inject their lips, alter their faces, and chase clout for validation. They spend money they don’t have to become someone they aren’t, for approval that never lasts. The show planted the idea that attention is more important than integrity, that beauty is manufactured, and that morality is optional. It bred a generation of delusional women with overinflated egos who think the world owes them adoration for being replicas of other broken women.
Even sitcoms like Friends and Seinfeld normalized shallow living. These shows celebrated superficiality, endless dating, and meaningless sex, all under the disguise of humor. They reinforced the idea that it’s okay to treat relationships as revolving doors, that commitment is a joke, and that maturity is unnecessary. Women soaked it up. They laughed, they related, and most dangerously, they adopted the ideology. They became the very characters they once watched, making decisions based on punchlines instead of principles. They became addicted to freedom without responsibility, choices without consequences, and egos without substance.
And then came the music. Artists like Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion pushed a new gospel of vulgarity, greed, and disrespect. Songs about using men, worshipping cash, and bragging about sexual power turned into national anthems for women who now believe dignity is outdated. Young girls chant lyrics about being savage and heartless, all while claiming empowerment. It’s not empowerment, it’s delusional bravado built on an overinflated ego with no foundation in reality.
Even Disney isn’t innocent. From the earliest ages, girls are told they’re special just because they exist. They’re told they’re princesses, destined for greatness, and deserving of a perfect love story. No struggle, no effort, no self-improvement. Just entitlement. That fairytale programming follows them into adulthood. When life doesn’t deliver the castle and the prince, they don’t question the fantasy—they blame the men who couldn’t play the role.
Men watch television too, but the influence isn’t the same. A man might admire James Bond or Rocky. He might use those figures to improve himself, work harder, or build confidence. But he doesn’t internalize the fiction. He doesn’t build a life plan around a movie character. He doesn’t become delusional about what the world owes him. He knows the difference between entertainment and identity.
Women cross that line without hesitation. The more they consume media, the more they build fantasies. The more fantasies they build, the more entitled they feel. And the more entitled they feel, the more impossible they are to satisfy. Their egos become bloated with the idea that they deserve luxury, admiration, and romance from every direction, without ever having to earn it.
This is the end result of unchecked media consumption and zero self-awareness. Women no longer grow wiser with age. They grow more entitled, more reactive, and more disconnected from reality. They stop asking what they offer and instead demand to know why they haven’t received more. It’s not growth, it’s regression wrapped in glamor and broadcast on every screen.
This isn’t female empowerment. This is female delusion, reinforced by artificial images, corporate agendas, and false narratives. And the damage is irreversible for those too far gone.
A powerful example came from the 1970s in Fiji. Before cable television arrived, the women of Fiji were culturally proud of being full-bbodied. Heavier women were seen as attractive, healthy, and prosperous. Eating disorders were nonexistent. But everything changed when Western media was introduced. Shows like Dynasty flooded their screens with images of thin, wealthy, powerful women in high fashion, surrounded by drama, status, and control. That exposure triggered a nationwide crisis. Bulimia and anorexia appeared out of nowhere. Women began starving themselves to mimic fictional characters who didn’t even represent reality in their own countries. The cultural pride that once existed vanished, replaced by body shame, identity confusion, and psychological distress.
This wasn’t limited to remote islands. The same rot spread everywhere. Sex and the City glamorized sleeping around, materialism, and chronic dissatisfaction. Women began believing that sexual promiscuity was a form of power, that men were disposable, and that constant emotional chaos was a sign of a passionate life. Real intimacy was mocked. Stable relationships were treated as boring. The female audience didn’t just enjoy the show, they absorbed it, mimicked it, and rewired their values around it. They became delusional, chasing a lifestyle that always ends in loneliness and regret, all while inflating their egos to believe they were empowered.
Keeping Up with the Kardashians made it worse. That show didn’t just entertain, it industrialized narcissism. Millions of women now inject their lips, alter their faces, and chase clout for validation. They spend money they don’t have to become someone they aren’t, for approval that never lasts. The show planted the idea that attention is more important than integrity, that beauty is manufactured, and that morality is optional. It bred a generation of delusional women with overinflated egos who think the world owes them adoration for being replicas of other broken women.
Even sitcoms like Friends and Seinfeld normalized shallow living. These shows celebrated superficiality, endless dating, and meaningless sex, all under the disguise of humor. They reinforced the idea that it’s okay to treat relationships as revolving doors, that commitment is a joke, and that maturity is unnecessary. Women soaked it up. They laughed, they related, and most dangerously, they adopted the ideology. They became the very characters they once watched, making decisions based on punchlines instead of principles. They became addicted to freedom without responsibility, choices without consequences, and egos without substance.
And then came the music. Artists like Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion pushed a new gospel of vulgarity, greed, and disrespect. Songs about using men, worshipping cash, and bragging about sexual power turned into national anthems for women who now believe dignity is outdated. Young girls chant lyrics about being savage and heartless, all while claiming empowerment. It’s not empowerment, it’s delusional bravado built on an overinflated ego with no foundation in reality.
Even Disney isn’t innocent. From the earliest ages, girls are told they’re special just because they exist. They’re told they’re princesses, destined for greatness, and deserving of a perfect love story. No struggle, no effort, no self-improvement. Just entitlement. That fairytale programming follows them into adulthood. When life doesn’t deliver the castle and the prince, they don’t question the fantasy—they blame the men who couldn’t play the role.
Men watch television too, but the influence isn’t the same. A man might admire James Bond or Rocky. He might use those figures to improve himself, work harder, or build confidence. But he doesn’t internalize the fiction. He doesn’t build a life plan around a movie character. He doesn’t become delusional about what the world owes him. He knows the difference between entertainment and identity.
Women cross that line without hesitation. The more they consume media, the more they build fantasies. The more fantasies they build, the more entitled they feel. And the more entitled they feel, the more impossible they are to satisfy. Their egos become bloated with the idea that they deserve luxury, admiration, and romance from every direction, without ever having to earn it.
This is the end result of unchecked media consumption and zero self-awareness. Women no longer grow wiser with age. They grow more entitled, more reactive, and more disconnected from reality. They stop asking what they offer and instead demand to know why they haven’t received more. It’s not growth, it’s regression wrapped in glamor and broadcast on every screen.
This isn’t female empowerment. This is female delusion, reinforced by artificial images, corporate agendas, and false narratives. And the damage is irreversible for those too far gone.
Sunday, January 18, 2026
Top 10 Cruel Things Women Do to Men - TheXYGhost Way
There was this article sent to me back in 2009.
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I read it and thought it was weak. Then I looked at the author and found out a woman wrote this. So, I decided to write my own article. I started writing it back then, but for some reason, I had to stop. This week, 8 years later, I finished my version of the article, finishing items #1 & #2 just now.
Top 10: Cruel Things Women Do to Men and How to Avoid Them.
10: They Don't Pick Up The Phone.
Girls relinquish their responsibilities when it comes to the initiation of relationships. They feel any action on their part is an act of desperation. Let's face it, when was the last time a girl took you out, asked for your contact information or even bought you a drink to get to know you? Even after the courtship is over and the wedding ring has been on for many years, girls will still complain that their husbands will not take them out as if they had no ability to go out on their own or even set up something for the man they claim to love. Some girls feel that returning a call is too much work putting towards the relationship start up. Barring the fact that you are some notable, wealthy individual, she will never initiate a conversation with you let alone ask you for your number. Although girls require men to take the initiative in the courtship process, they will label unwanted men desperate for taking the same action they expect from a man they desire. Girls have a much stronger need to be in a relationship than men because their principle needs are their personal security. A man around to protect her is a major step up to her security needs. Chances are that her grandmother, in the 1960's, burned her bra and raised her fists in solidarity along with Gloria Steinem, Jane Fonda and Billy Jean King to prove they are equal to men. There is no equality. Men are men and women are women and they will never be equal. With that in mind, if you happen to get a phone number from a girl, and that number happens to be real, treat all women equally. When you do call and get to the point of leaving a voicemail, leave only one message and one message only. At the end of that message, in a nice way, state that if she doesn't call back that it was good meeting her. After that call, never call her again! If you do call her again, she will then know that she means more to you than you mean to her. She may even label you a "Puppy dog" if you call a third and fourth time. Either case, it's a bad place to be if she thinks you need her more. You never ever give away a valuable prize cheaply. If she wants to earn the type of security that a man is capable of giving, she has to earn that prize. A man has the innate ability of sacrificing his own life to protect others. A long time ago, I was told that if you ask more than once, you are begging. Don't beg for the chance of giving away a million-dollar prize that is innate in you.
9: They Use Men for Free Drinks, Dinners and Nights Out.
This has always been true. Girls do this and you need to understand that. Girls use men to pay for this petty vice more blatantly than ever before. Some girls deliberately leave their homes without any cash in their pockets as insurance that they will not buy their own drinks. Never put yourself in the position that you have to buy a girl something she has yet to earn. Do not be her personal automatic teller machine. Do not be her sucker. Girls hate suckers yet they are great in making men their sucker for a day. Don't prove to her how big of a sucker you can be. You are not so desperate for a conversation that you have to pay someone to listen to you. In a bar situation, you should only approach girls with a drink in their hand when you have a drink in yours. If she finishes her drink quickly in order for you to pay for another one, ask her, "Is that the cost of talking to you?", and walk away. She may slap you, but read on how to deal with that. Maybe it would be better to just walk away without saying a word. I usually leave with this quote; "Now I see why you are a magnet to wimpy and desperate boys". My line of thought is that someone desperate for conversation will pay for someone to listen to them.
8: They Use Men As Placeholders
A placeholder needs to be explained. Since a girl's first priority is her self-security, she needs a man around her until she finds "the right one for her". Put simply, a placeholder is a man that she is with until she finds the man she wants. Girls usually do not leave their man until they have someone to go to. In some cases, that go-to place is their parents' place. You can avoid being a placeholder by making sure that she earns the abilities you possess that she needs. Show that you are not tolerant of nonsense. Even though she wrongly earmarks you for a placeholder, she will eventually see that she has to earn you as a prize and then she will respect you. There's more about that coming up.
7: They Emotionally Manipulate Men
This is as straightforward as I can get without a prescription; immune yourself from the most powerful weapon a woman has against you. Superman has his Kryptonite but unlike Superman, you can remove this deadly weapon from your life. Crying is emotional blackmail and girls can cry on command as easy as your uncle could fart on command when he told you as a child "Pull my finger". Girls get a lot of mileage from crying and they use it whenever and however they can against you. Unless your girl is physically hurt and injured, ignore all tears and get to the point at hand or excuse yourself away from her as fast as possible until the tears are gone. When she sees that you are not putting up with her nonsense, you win. Crying and other emotional tactics in her arsenal are a way that she regresses her behavior to resemble a helpless child. If a child gave you that look, pouted and cried, you are still going to say no to more candy.
6: They Use Violence
Men know that physical violence is the last resort of any confrontation. Girls on the other hand have never experienced the physical ramifications of their violent attack. Men won't hit back. Being a woman does not give you special rights to assault anyone whenever you want without repercussions. Men are told never to hit women under any circumstances but what is a man to do if his child is being attacked by a crazed woman? If you are hit by a girl that you know, stop everything and make a really big deal about her hitting you. Do not hit back but make it a really big deal and verbally reprimand her for doing that. There is no excuse for hitting and you have to show her that you are not playing games in this serious matter. Raise your voice and keep focused on the fact that she hit you and you are not taking it lying down. When a girlfriend of mine hit me a second time, I told her right then and there it was over. There is no excuse for hitting unless she is being attacked.
5: The Criticize Men in Public
This is one of the things girls do best. If you are in a public argument with a girl, you date, she will air out all of your most intimate secrets not related to the argument without any warning. She will attempt to make you feel as small and insecure as she possibly can. What she doesn't know is how she is showing all within earshot that she can't keep secrets and she can't be trusted. Let her know that she is no longer trustworthy and treat her as such. I would just walk away as if she didn't exist. Girls hate that you will not give them any attention.
4: They Don't Disclose Their Relationship Status
There are two reasons that a girl will not disclose their relationship status; one, it's none of your business and she just enjoys the conversation. If she accepts drinks from you and still does not disclose her status, that is a problem but you now know, after reading this article that you are not so desperate for someone to listen to you that you have to pay someone for drinks at a bar. The second reason is that they are playing the "available" card in the hopes that you are interested then you buy them a drink. Refer to item #9. The real problem resides when a girl that easily tells everyone she meets that she is attached, everyone except you. Is she lying to others to get rid of them or is she telling the truth and not revealing the truth to you? Does she have a placeholder that she labels a boyfriend to ward off unwanted men at her command and earmarks you as her next upgrade? This is a judgment call you have to make. A girl that will upgrade her placeholder to you will replace you too.
3: They Withhold Sex To Make A Point.
There is only one word for someone who uses sex for personal gain. Take it from there. There is nothing much you can do when you are financially obligated to her in the form of a marriage. If you get some for elsewhere, that is grounds for her to take everything you own. There are other ways to discourage a wife's behavior. Since she married you, she found something valuable about you, take that away from her. Two can play at that game. Take credit cards, jewelry, cars, whatever you bought her in the past. If your girlfriend does this to you, then you can take a walk and not tell her anything when you return. Let her imagination get the best of her.
2: They Test Men
Women will test men on a constant and never-ending bases until you put a stop to it right away. Tests come into play in a variety of different ways.
A. She accuses you of something so that you can be on the defensive as you explain to her what she will not take time to figure out on her own.
B. She will accuse you of not loving her, loving someone other than her, lying, cheating, etc. If you get one or more of these on a daily basis, you simply say, "If you think that I don't love you, then you must be doing something wrong, and now you must leave. Women hate when their man is defensive. To her it looks like you fear her.
C. She will flirt or talk about another man as if you should be jealous of this guy. Again, let her know that if she pointed out that you are not good enough, tell her to find a perfect man and leave you.
D. They start petty arguments to see how you deal with conflict. Again, kill cancer before it kills you.
Women can conjure up tests on the fly without rhyme or reason. Their feeble tests and outcomes are not scientific in nature and you are not a lab rat to be tested by an immature amateur scientist.
1: They Flirt To Inspire Jealousy
If there is one emotion that women obsess over all others is the one of jealousy. From my days in grade school, middle school, high school, college and into my 50's, the talks that women cackle to their gaggle of friends are of jealousy. They speak of jealousy as if jealousy from a man equates to love when, in fact, they hate when they are jealous.
For decades I have listened to women as they have professed how they want to "make him jealous" but I never heard them saying how much they want to make a man feel loved, comfortable, happy or proud. Jealousy is the feeling women prefer to invoke their men overall.
Jealousy is nothing but insecurity, anger and frustration and a woman loves when she has the power to invoke such emotions from the man, she so calls the one she loves. She will manipulate this emotion out of a man as if that man is her personal play toy. She will flirt and talk about other men until she gets what she wants. Like all things in this article, cut it off before it grows and consumes you. When you see her working overtime to force you to have the emotion, she demands of you, dismisses her and tells her that it's over.
Remember, never ever threaten or hit anyone that hasn't hit you first, especially not a woman, but always let the girl know that you are prepared to go to jail over her foolishness.
https://ift.tt/MZDg6XS
I read it and thought it was weak. Then I looked at the author and found out a woman wrote this. So, I decided to write my own article. I started writing it back then, but for some reason, I had to stop. This week, 8 years later, I finished my version of the article, finishing items #1 & #2 just now.
Top 10: Cruel Things Women Do to Men and How to Avoid Them.
10: They Don't Pick Up The Phone.
Girls relinquish their responsibilities when it comes to the initiation of relationships. They feel any action on their part is an act of desperation. Let's face it, when was the last time a girl took you out, asked for your contact information or even bought you a drink to get to know you? Even after the courtship is over and the wedding ring has been on for many years, girls will still complain that their husbands will not take them out as if they had no ability to go out on their own or even set up something for the man they claim to love. Some girls feel that returning a call is too much work putting towards the relationship start up. Barring the fact that you are some notable, wealthy individual, she will never initiate a conversation with you let alone ask you for your number. Although girls require men to take the initiative in the courtship process, they will label unwanted men desperate for taking the same action they expect from a man they desire. Girls have a much stronger need to be in a relationship than men because their principle needs are their personal security. A man around to protect her is a major step up to her security needs. Chances are that her grandmother, in the 1960's, burned her bra and raised her fists in solidarity along with Gloria Steinem, Jane Fonda and Billy Jean King to prove they are equal to men. There is no equality. Men are men and women are women and they will never be equal. With that in mind, if you happen to get a phone number from a girl, and that number happens to be real, treat all women equally. When you do call and get to the point of leaving a voicemail, leave only one message and one message only. At the end of that message, in a nice way, state that if she doesn't call back that it was good meeting her. After that call, never call her again! If you do call her again, she will then know that she means more to you than you mean to her. She may even label you a "Puppy dog" if you call a third and fourth time. Either case, it's a bad place to be if she thinks you need her more. You never ever give away a valuable prize cheaply. If she wants to earn the type of security that a man is capable of giving, she has to earn that prize. A man has the innate ability of sacrificing his own life to protect others. A long time ago, I was told that if you ask more than once, you are begging. Don't beg for the chance of giving away a million-dollar prize that is innate in you.
9: They Use Men for Free Drinks, Dinners and Nights Out.
This has always been true. Girls do this and you need to understand that. Girls use men to pay for this petty vice more blatantly than ever before. Some girls deliberately leave their homes without any cash in their pockets as insurance that they will not buy their own drinks. Never put yourself in the position that you have to buy a girl something she has yet to earn. Do not be her personal automatic teller machine. Do not be her sucker. Girls hate suckers yet they are great in making men their sucker for a day. Don't prove to her how big of a sucker you can be. You are not so desperate for a conversation that you have to pay someone to listen to you. In a bar situation, you should only approach girls with a drink in their hand when you have a drink in yours. If she finishes her drink quickly in order for you to pay for another one, ask her, "Is that the cost of talking to you?", and walk away. She may slap you, but read on how to deal with that. Maybe it would be better to just walk away without saying a word. I usually leave with this quote; "Now I see why you are a magnet to wimpy and desperate boys". My line of thought is that someone desperate for conversation will pay for someone to listen to them.
8: They Use Men As Placeholders
A placeholder needs to be explained. Since a girl's first priority is her self-security, she needs a man around her until she finds "the right one for her". Put simply, a placeholder is a man that she is with until she finds the man she wants. Girls usually do not leave their man until they have someone to go to. In some cases, that go-to place is their parents' place. You can avoid being a placeholder by making sure that she earns the abilities you possess that she needs. Show that you are not tolerant of nonsense. Even though she wrongly earmarks you for a placeholder, she will eventually see that she has to earn you as a prize and then she will respect you. There's more about that coming up.
7: They Emotionally Manipulate Men
This is as straightforward as I can get without a prescription; immune yourself from the most powerful weapon a woman has against you. Superman has his Kryptonite but unlike Superman, you can remove this deadly weapon from your life. Crying is emotional blackmail and girls can cry on command as easy as your uncle could fart on command when he told you as a child "Pull my finger". Girls get a lot of mileage from crying and they use it whenever and however they can against you. Unless your girl is physically hurt and injured, ignore all tears and get to the point at hand or excuse yourself away from her as fast as possible until the tears are gone. When she sees that you are not putting up with her nonsense, you win. Crying and other emotional tactics in her arsenal are a way that she regresses her behavior to resemble a helpless child. If a child gave you that look, pouted and cried, you are still going to say no to more candy.
6: They Use Violence
Men know that physical violence is the last resort of any confrontation. Girls on the other hand have never experienced the physical ramifications of their violent attack. Men won't hit back. Being a woman does not give you special rights to assault anyone whenever you want without repercussions. Men are told never to hit women under any circumstances but what is a man to do if his child is being attacked by a crazed woman? If you are hit by a girl that you know, stop everything and make a really big deal about her hitting you. Do not hit back but make it a really big deal and verbally reprimand her for doing that. There is no excuse for hitting and you have to show her that you are not playing games in this serious matter. Raise your voice and keep focused on the fact that she hit you and you are not taking it lying down. When a girlfriend of mine hit me a second time, I told her right then and there it was over. There is no excuse for hitting unless she is being attacked.
5: The Criticize Men in Public
This is one of the things girls do best. If you are in a public argument with a girl, you date, she will air out all of your most intimate secrets not related to the argument without any warning. She will attempt to make you feel as small and insecure as she possibly can. What she doesn't know is how she is showing all within earshot that she can't keep secrets and she can't be trusted. Let her know that she is no longer trustworthy and treat her as such. I would just walk away as if she didn't exist. Girls hate that you will not give them any attention.
4: They Don't Disclose Their Relationship Status
There are two reasons that a girl will not disclose their relationship status; one, it's none of your business and she just enjoys the conversation. If she accepts drinks from you and still does not disclose her status, that is a problem but you now know, after reading this article that you are not so desperate for someone to listen to you that you have to pay someone for drinks at a bar. The second reason is that they are playing the "available" card in the hopes that you are interested then you buy them a drink. Refer to item #9. The real problem resides when a girl that easily tells everyone she meets that she is attached, everyone except you. Is she lying to others to get rid of them or is she telling the truth and not revealing the truth to you? Does she have a placeholder that she labels a boyfriend to ward off unwanted men at her command and earmarks you as her next upgrade? This is a judgment call you have to make. A girl that will upgrade her placeholder to you will replace you too.
3: They Withhold Sex To Make A Point.
There is only one word for someone who uses sex for personal gain. Take it from there. There is nothing much you can do when you are financially obligated to her in the form of a marriage. If you get some for elsewhere, that is grounds for her to take everything you own. There are other ways to discourage a wife's behavior. Since she married you, she found something valuable about you, take that away from her. Two can play at that game. Take credit cards, jewelry, cars, whatever you bought her in the past. If your girlfriend does this to you, then you can take a walk and not tell her anything when you return. Let her imagination get the best of her.
2: They Test Men
Women will test men on a constant and never-ending bases until you put a stop to it right away. Tests come into play in a variety of different ways.
A. She accuses you of something so that you can be on the defensive as you explain to her what she will not take time to figure out on her own.
B. She will accuse you of not loving her, loving someone other than her, lying, cheating, etc. If you get one or more of these on a daily basis, you simply say, "If you think that I don't love you, then you must be doing something wrong, and now you must leave. Women hate when their man is defensive. To her it looks like you fear her.
C. She will flirt or talk about another man as if you should be jealous of this guy. Again, let her know that if she pointed out that you are not good enough, tell her to find a perfect man and leave you.
D. They start petty arguments to see how you deal with conflict. Again, kill cancer before it kills you.
Women can conjure up tests on the fly without rhyme or reason. Their feeble tests and outcomes are not scientific in nature and you are not a lab rat to be tested by an immature amateur scientist.
1: They Flirt To Inspire Jealousy
If there is one emotion that women obsess over all others is the one of jealousy. From my days in grade school, middle school, high school, college and into my 50's, the talks that women cackle to their gaggle of friends are of jealousy. They speak of jealousy as if jealousy from a man equates to love when, in fact, they hate when they are jealous.
For decades I have listened to women as they have professed how they want to "make him jealous" but I never heard them saying how much they want to make a man feel loved, comfortable, happy or proud. Jealousy is the feeling women prefer to invoke their men overall.
Jealousy is nothing but insecurity, anger and frustration and a woman loves when she has the power to invoke such emotions from the man, she so calls the one she loves. She will manipulate this emotion out of a man as if that man is her personal play toy. She will flirt and talk about other men until she gets what she wants. Like all things in this article, cut it off before it grows and consumes you. When you see her working overtime to force you to have the emotion, she demands of you, dismisses her and tells her that it's over.
Remember, never ever threaten or hit anyone that hasn't hit you first, especially not a woman, but always let the girl know that you are prepared to go to jail over her foolishness.
Saturday, January 17, 2026
They Ask Me Why I'm a MGTOW
I am a 53 year old man who got divorced in 2000, and I still consider myself luckier than most men who went through what I did.
But there’s one critical issue I need to hammer home to younger men, and I can’t get it to them fast enough, false rape allegations are real, and they will ruin your life.
I came from what people call a “broken home.” My father walked out, leaving my mother with two kids, my sister who was five, and me, just four years old. That’s when the abuse started. Looking back, I understand why he left. My mother didn’t just manipulate men, she crushed them. When my father was gone, we were obstacles to her survival, so she took it out on us. At five years old, she broke a broomstick over my back.
Side note: Whenever I tell this to women, they all respond the same way. “You must have been a bad kid.” Really? What could a five year old child possibly do that justifies breaking a broomstick over their spine? The female collective defends that without hesitation.
By age seven, I remember a news segment warning about a local rapist. My mother turned to me and slapped me hard across the face. “If you ever rape a woman, I will disown you,” she said. She then told my sister, “If you’re ever in trouble with a man, scream ‘rape.’”
At seven years old, I didn’t even know what the word meant. Yet I was already being programmed to fear an accusation more than anything else. That kind of poison is hard to wash out.
One day we sat down to watch our favorite show, Star Trek, the original 1968 version. It was the “Shore Leave” episode. A female crew member is assaulted, and it’s revealed the planet fulfills fantasies. I asked why the woman was beaten while others were given pleasure. My mother giggled and said, “She wanted to be raped by Don Juan.” That was the moment I realized I was growing up in madness.
Some time later, maybe a year or two, my mother was selected for jury duty. The case involved a prostitute claiming she was raped. I overheard my mother on the phone laughing and telling her friends that the story didn’t make sense. “She said he ripped her jeans. Jeans aren’t easy to rip.” That was the standard of proof, fabric strength.
By the time I was 16 or 17, I had a serious argument with my mother. I was winning it with logic, and I could see her unraveling. Then, out of nowhere, she screamed “Rape, Rape, Rape,” from the living room of our project apartment. I ran out and didn’t come back for days. I spent the night in Central Park to avoid getting arrested.
When I was 19, a friend called me and told me that a girl we both knew was telling people I had broken into her apartment and raped her. She spread that lie freely, and it worked. My female friends, who didn’t even know where I lived, immediately turned on me. No investigation. No questions. Just anger and judgment. I walked away from that entire group and never looked back.
In my early 20s, I was dating casually, meeting women and enjoying my youth. One night I went home with a woman. It was fully consensual. The next morning, I woke up to her staring at me in shock. “You raped me,” she said. I was stunned. I told no one where I lived, and I kept it that way. That policy might have saved my life.
Over the years, I dated many women who told me they had been raped or molested. I remember at least five who said their stepfather had molested them for years. What shocked me wasn’t just the number, it was how casually they said it. Like it was just a chapter in a book. None of them called the police. None reported it. Yet these same women, who gave actual rapists a pass, would explode with rage if you said something they didn’t like.
I eventually got married in my mid 30s. After three years, my wife dropped a bomb. Out of nowhere, she told me that the first time we had sex, I raped her. I was stunned. We were married. We had a life. “What the hell is this?” I thought. A week later, she served me divorce papers. She had been planning the exit for months while acting like everything was fine.
False rape allegations are real. They destroy lives. I narrowly escaped two, and lived through several others.
By the way, seven years ago, I reunited with my father. He’s now 80. We enjoy each other’s company and text regularly. Turns out the man who “walked out” wasn’t a villain. He was escaping the same madness I lived through.
P.S. I showed this letter to a friend. At first, he said he had never encountered anything like it. Then he remembered something. Years ago, he was driving his brand new sports car through NYC when a woman opened the door, sat down, and said, “If you don’t give me money, I’ll scream rape.”
That jogged his memory again. He remembered his sister once told a boy on the phone, “If you don’t stop calling me, I’ll call the police and say you raped me.”
This is what men live with. And nobody wants to talk about it.
But there’s one critical issue I need to hammer home to younger men, and I can’t get it to them fast enough, false rape allegations are real, and they will ruin your life.
I came from what people call a “broken home.” My father walked out, leaving my mother with two kids, my sister who was five, and me, just four years old. That’s when the abuse started. Looking back, I understand why he left. My mother didn’t just manipulate men, she crushed them. When my father was gone, we were obstacles to her survival, so she took it out on us. At five years old, she broke a broomstick over my back.
Side note: Whenever I tell this to women, they all respond the same way. “You must have been a bad kid.” Really? What could a five year old child possibly do that justifies breaking a broomstick over their spine? The female collective defends that without hesitation.
By age seven, I remember a news segment warning about a local rapist. My mother turned to me and slapped me hard across the face. “If you ever rape a woman, I will disown you,” she said. She then told my sister, “If you’re ever in trouble with a man, scream ‘rape.’”
At seven years old, I didn’t even know what the word meant. Yet I was already being programmed to fear an accusation more than anything else. That kind of poison is hard to wash out.
One day we sat down to watch our favorite show, Star Trek, the original 1968 version. It was the “Shore Leave” episode. A female crew member is assaulted, and it’s revealed the planet fulfills fantasies. I asked why the woman was beaten while others were given pleasure. My mother giggled and said, “She wanted to be raped by Don Juan.” That was the moment I realized I was growing up in madness.
Some time later, maybe a year or two, my mother was selected for jury duty. The case involved a prostitute claiming she was raped. I overheard my mother on the phone laughing and telling her friends that the story didn’t make sense. “She said he ripped her jeans. Jeans aren’t easy to rip.” That was the standard of proof, fabric strength.
By the time I was 16 or 17, I had a serious argument with my mother. I was winning it with logic, and I could see her unraveling. Then, out of nowhere, she screamed “Rape, Rape, Rape,” from the living room of our project apartment. I ran out and didn’t come back for days. I spent the night in Central Park to avoid getting arrested.
When I was 19, a friend called me and told me that a girl we both knew was telling people I had broken into her apartment and raped her. She spread that lie freely, and it worked. My female friends, who didn’t even know where I lived, immediately turned on me. No investigation. No questions. Just anger and judgment. I walked away from that entire group and never looked back.
In my early 20s, I was dating casually, meeting women and enjoying my youth. One night I went home with a woman. It was fully consensual. The next morning, I woke up to her staring at me in shock. “You raped me,” she said. I was stunned. I told no one where I lived, and I kept it that way. That policy might have saved my life.
Over the years, I dated many women who told me they had been raped or molested. I remember at least five who said their stepfather had molested them for years. What shocked me wasn’t just the number, it was how casually they said it. Like it was just a chapter in a book. None of them called the police. None reported it. Yet these same women, who gave actual rapists a pass, would explode with rage if you said something they didn’t like.
I eventually got married in my mid 30s. After three years, my wife dropped a bomb. Out of nowhere, she told me that the first time we had sex, I raped her. I was stunned. We were married. We had a life. “What the hell is this?” I thought. A week later, she served me divorce papers. She had been planning the exit for months while acting like everything was fine.
False rape allegations are real. They destroy lives. I narrowly escaped two, and lived through several others.
By the way, seven years ago, I reunited with my father. He’s now 80. We enjoy each other’s company and text regularly. Turns out the man who “walked out” wasn’t a villain. He was escaping the same madness I lived through.
P.S. I showed this letter to a friend. At first, he said he had never encountered anything like it. Then he remembered something. Years ago, he was driving his brand new sports car through NYC when a woman opened the door, sat down, and said, “If you don’t give me money, I’ll scream rape.”
That jogged his memory again. He remembered his sister once told a boy on the phone, “If you don’t stop calling me, I’ll call the police and say you raped me.”
This is what men live with. And nobody wants to talk about it.
Friday, January 16, 2026
Husbands and Wives Calling Private Investigators
When it reaches the point where a spouse feels the need to hire a private investigator, the motives are entirely different, and so are the reactions.
A wife will call in a PI not to seek truth, but to confirm her suspicions, to dig up dirt. And if nothing is found, she doesn’t feel relieved, she feels robbed. She’s angry. Furious that her suspicions were wrong. She wanted evidence, not clarity. She needed an excuse to blow up the marriage, and now she has none.
The husband, on the other hand, hires a PI hoping to be wrong. He wants peace of mind. He prays for loyalty. If he finds out his wife is cheating, it guts him. It breaks him. And if nothing is found, he feels grateful. He feels like a weight was lifted.
The woman uses the investigation as a weapon. The man uses it as a last resort.
And they still want to preach that men and women are equal?
Give me a break. Equal in biology? No. Equal in behavior? Absolutely not. One seeks destruction, the other seeks truth. One walks away vindictive, the other walks away shattered. That’s not equality. That’s a completely different operating system.
A wife will call in a PI not to seek truth, but to confirm her suspicions, to dig up dirt. And if nothing is found, she doesn’t feel relieved, she feels robbed. She’s angry. Furious that her suspicions were wrong. She wanted evidence, not clarity. She needed an excuse to blow up the marriage, and now she has none.
The husband, on the other hand, hires a PI hoping to be wrong. He wants peace of mind. He prays for loyalty. If he finds out his wife is cheating, it guts him. It breaks him. And if nothing is found, he feels grateful. He feels like a weight was lifted.
The woman uses the investigation as a weapon. The man uses it as a last resort.
And they still want to preach that men and women are equal?
Give me a break. Equal in biology? No. Equal in behavior? Absolutely not. One seeks destruction, the other seeks truth. One walks away vindictive, the other walks away shattered. That’s not equality. That’s a completely different operating system.
Thursday, January 15, 2026
The Jealousy of Women Is Insane
From time to time, old girlfriends of mine would flip through my photo album. This was back when photos were printed on paper and kept in books, not stored on phones. Without fail, they would interrogate every single picture that included a female. It didn’t matter if I wasn’t even in the photo. The fact that another woman existed in the frame was enough to trigger suspicion.
Back in those days, photography was my hobby. I had hundreds of pictures. But I started noticing certain ones missing, always pictures of women. They didn’t ask. They didn’t admit. They simply took the photos, destroyed them, and then denied everything. One girlfriend stared at a photo of my first cousin, who had competed in a beauty pageant. She watched my face like a hawk as she asked who it was, fishing for a reaction, waiting to catch me in a lie. A few days later, those photos disappeared. Probably while I was asleep. That was the day I realized just how deranged a woman’s jealousy can be.
Their jealousy is pathological. They cannot stand the idea that another woman even exists in your past, in your present, or in your thoughts. Your life must be purged of all female presence in Her Majesty’s Holy domain. Pictures. Memories. Names. Erased.
And don’t think it ended with the old days. Today, it’s the same behavior in digital form. She’ll sneak glances while you type in your phone password. Or she’ll play the battery-dead trick and ask to use your phone, just so she can snoop through your photo gallery under the excuse of “needing it.” It’s not curiosity. It’s surveillance.
GOD forbid you work in an office with another woman. Even if she plays it cool on the outside, inside she’s seething. She’ll suggest you quit. She’ll question why that woman talks to you. She’ll stalk your social media. And if you refuse to change jobs or obey her unspoken rules, she’ll start planning her exit. But not before punishing you first. She’ll lash out. Maybe break something you care about. Maybe trash your stuff. But rest assured, you will pay for daring to be near another woman.
The hypocrisy is stunning. These same women who can’t handle a photo of your ex will shove their kids in your face, the living, breathing DNA of the man they slept with. They expect you to accept those kids without question, to raise them, to love them, and to deal with seeing their real father’s face in them. And when he shows up every other weekend for visitation, you’re expected to smile and play nice.
But if you ever speak to your ex? You’re a cheater. A traitor. An emotional abuser. She can text her baby daddy, but you can’t even keep a photo of someone you once knew.
That’s the twisted double standard men are expected to live under. You are not allowed a past. You are not allowed privacy. You are not allowed peace. You exist to serve, obey, and never question the queen’s jealousy.
Back in those days, photography was my hobby. I had hundreds of pictures. But I started noticing certain ones missing, always pictures of women. They didn’t ask. They didn’t admit. They simply took the photos, destroyed them, and then denied everything. One girlfriend stared at a photo of my first cousin, who had competed in a beauty pageant. She watched my face like a hawk as she asked who it was, fishing for a reaction, waiting to catch me in a lie. A few days later, those photos disappeared. Probably while I was asleep. That was the day I realized just how deranged a woman’s jealousy can be.
Their jealousy is pathological. They cannot stand the idea that another woman even exists in your past, in your present, or in your thoughts. Your life must be purged of all female presence in Her Majesty’s Holy domain. Pictures. Memories. Names. Erased.
And don’t think it ended with the old days. Today, it’s the same behavior in digital form. She’ll sneak glances while you type in your phone password. Or she’ll play the battery-dead trick and ask to use your phone, just so she can snoop through your photo gallery under the excuse of “needing it.” It’s not curiosity. It’s surveillance.
GOD forbid you work in an office with another woman. Even if she plays it cool on the outside, inside she’s seething. She’ll suggest you quit. She’ll question why that woman talks to you. She’ll stalk your social media. And if you refuse to change jobs or obey her unspoken rules, she’ll start planning her exit. But not before punishing you first. She’ll lash out. Maybe break something you care about. Maybe trash your stuff. But rest assured, you will pay for daring to be near another woman.
The hypocrisy is stunning. These same women who can’t handle a photo of your ex will shove their kids in your face, the living, breathing DNA of the man they slept with. They expect you to accept those kids without question, to raise them, to love them, and to deal with seeing their real father’s face in them. And when he shows up every other weekend for visitation, you’re expected to smile and play nice.
But if you ever speak to your ex? You’re a cheater. A traitor. An emotional abuser. She can text her baby daddy, but you can’t even keep a photo of someone you once knew.
That’s the twisted double standard men are expected to live under. You are not allowed a past. You are not allowed privacy. You are not allowed peace. You exist to serve, obey, and never question the queen’s jealousy.
Wednesday, January 14, 2026
Who Is Laughing Now?
In the mid-1990s, a psychiatrist friend of mine accused me of being a misogynist for pointing out how violent some women can be. He also claimed that I was the problem because I sought out women like the ones I had been involved with. Additionally, he said I surrounded myself with men who, like me, were attracted to problematic women.
He eventually ended our friendship and spread a host of lies about me to our mutual friends. He claimed that I beat my wife, advised him to buy stocks that went under, and even hit on his unattractive live-in partner, whom he refused to marry. Ironically, I later discovered that he had been hitting on my wife while I was married.
He also told people that I wrote a bad review of his book back when Amazon.com only sold books. Furthermore, he insisted I needed medication for my so-called neurotic ideas. That marked the end of our friendship.
Fuck You George Viddler
The Principles of Seduction: How to Get Another Person to Fall in Love With You by G. Clayton Viddler
https://ift.tt/4VZQzKW
He eventually ended our friendship and spread a host of lies about me to our mutual friends. He claimed that I beat my wife, advised him to buy stocks that went under, and even hit on his unattractive live-in partner, whom he refused to marry. Ironically, I later discovered that he had been hitting on my wife while I was married.
He also told people that I wrote a bad review of his book back when Amazon.com only sold books. Furthermore, he insisted I needed medication for my so-called neurotic ideas. That marked the end of our friendship.
Fuck You George Viddler
The Principles of Seduction: How to Get Another Person to Fall in Love With You by G. Clayton Viddler
https://ift.tt/4VZQzKW
Tuesday, January 13, 2026
Gender Duality
1. When a man hits a woman, he is a bad man and he needs to pay the price for his actions.
2. When a woman hits a man, there must have been a reason she hit him. He is a bad man.
3. When a man cheats on a woman, he is a bad man, a dog.
4. When a woman cheats on a man, it is his fault for not initiating sex when she wants, how she wants, and as often as she wants.
5. If a woman gives birth to a child and it's not her boyfriend's or husband's, it's the man's fault because he didn't keep tabs on her, he didn't control her and he allowed it to happen. Also see #2
6. If a man divorces a woman and leaves his kids behind because she makes life difficult for him and the kids, he is the bad one, not only because he divorced her, it's because he picked the wrong person. Needless to say, he needs to pay her for life and he is mandated to pay child support for her use towards her luxury.
7. If a woman divorces a man, he is the bad one and he has to pay her for life and he is mandated to pay child support for her use towards her luxury.
8. If a woman takes a man's kids away from him, he must be the bad one. He has to pay. If he takes his kids away from her, he is a kidnapper and must be dealt with accordingly.
9. If a man opts out of a system that demonizes his every move, he is called a whiner, a crybaby and he needs therapy. Society tells him that he must jump back in that same system to be 'happy' once again as if it was his personal duty and obligation to be responsible for another grown human being's every want, need and desire, when, where and how they desire.
2. When a woman hits a man, there must have been a reason she hit him. He is a bad man.
3. When a man cheats on a woman, he is a bad man, a dog.
4. When a woman cheats on a man, it is his fault for not initiating sex when she wants, how she wants, and as often as she wants.
5. If a woman gives birth to a child and it's not her boyfriend's or husband's, it's the man's fault because he didn't keep tabs on her, he didn't control her and he allowed it to happen. Also see #2
6. If a man divorces a woman and leaves his kids behind because she makes life difficult for him and the kids, he is the bad one, not only because he divorced her, it's because he picked the wrong person. Needless to say, he needs to pay her for life and he is mandated to pay child support for her use towards her luxury.
7. If a woman divorces a man, he is the bad one and he has to pay her for life and he is mandated to pay child support for her use towards her luxury.
8. If a woman takes a man's kids away from him, he must be the bad one. He has to pay. If he takes his kids away from her, he is a kidnapper and must be dealt with accordingly.
9. If a man opts out of a system that demonizes his every move, he is called a whiner, a crybaby and he needs therapy. Society tells him that he must jump back in that same system to be 'happy' once again as if it was his personal duty and obligation to be responsible for another grown human being's every want, need and desire, when, where and how they desire.
Monday, January 12, 2026
If You Want to Be Happy for the Rest of Your Life
I asked a girl what the song meant, and she told me that beautiful women are trouble and they tend to cheat. I then asked her if she was a cheater or if she ugly. She was in shock as she froze and had no clue how to answer.
If You Want to be Happy For the Rest of Your Life
There is this song, by the 1950's R & B group The Coasters, called "Get An Ugly Girl to Marry You".
https://youtu.be/Y1ZJiBHh-Yw
(Partial Lyrics below)
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall
As soon as he married her and then she starts
To do the things that will break his heart
But if you make an ugly woman your wife
Ah you'll be happy for the rest of your life
An ugly woman cooks meals on time
She'll always give you peace of mind
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
Don't let your friends say you have no taste
Go ahead and marry anyway
Though her face is ugly, her eyes don't match
Take it from me, she's a better catch
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
Say man! Hey baby!
I saw your wife the other day!
Yeah? Yeah, an' she's ugly!
Yeah, she's ugly, but she sure can cook, baby!
Yeah, alright!
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
If You Want to be Happy For the Rest of Your Life
There is this song, by the 1950's R & B group The Coasters, called "Get An Ugly Girl to Marry You".
https://youtu.be/Y1ZJiBHh-Yw
(Partial Lyrics below)
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall
As soon as he married her and then she starts
To do the things that will break his heart
But if you make an ugly woman your wife
Ah you'll be happy for the rest of your life
An ugly woman cooks meals on time
She'll always give you peace of mind
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
Don't let your friends say you have no taste
Go ahead and marry anyway
Though her face is ugly, her eyes don't match
Take it from me, she's a better catch
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
Say man! Hey baby!
I saw your wife the other day!
Yeah? Yeah, an' she's ugly!
Yeah, she's ugly, but she sure can cook, baby!
Yeah, alright!
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So, for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you
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