I seem to be an exception to this. You haven’t insulted me, exactly, but @pat certainly did (why did you delete it, @pat?). To assume I am making things up about what you write…? But okay. I can’t keep racing through my mornings for this, but one more stab at it:
Actually, I have know this for some time, and it’s come up many times in these discussions. I wonder, given your history, why you don’t take into account that you’ve created a very nice life despite having grown up in the exact circumstances you feel make nice lives unlikely? Your experience, like mine, contradicts your belief system. Now, you’re just one person, of course, but statistics are made up of individuals. As two parts of a whole, you and I are both important data points. We have come to cherish very different lifestyles, but what we have in common is that at some point we looked around at our circumstances, felt dissatisfied, and made a decision to make a change. You have a broad acquaintance base, as I do, but a difference is that I am in the seat across people who do as I did and as you have done, and make their lives better, whatever that means. I prevent divorces, I work with women not to accept being booty calls and instead find a meaningful relationship, I work with previously-indifferent men whose wives are on the verge of quitting the marriage and who want to change to prevent divorce, and I work with women who’ve been dumped from decades long marriages. This is at the core of my belief that people make choices.
An exception, which I’ve brought up many times, is ugly or poorly shaped (could mean fat or could mean just awkward builds) or somehow undesirable (weird voice, mental illness, funky teeth, male pattern baldness or facial hair) women. I work with them, too, as well as men who can’t find women. I can MUCH more easily help the men than the women because girls and women are less visually-oriented than males. I can help with confidence and game, and can correct behavioral blocks to dating. I can’t fix an awkward but sweet woman beyond counseling patience and improving self-esteem by working on appreciating her own positive qualities.
I cannot for the life of me understand why we keep coming back to
Not all girls are hot girls. And these girls need to be able to provide a life for themselves. Not all men are good men. And women, hot or not, should not have to fear leaving them because they are not able to be self-sufficient. I’m not sure how much you guys know about “welfare” but I live in a generous state, and it’s not a livable amount of money. It’s simply survivable. No car, no decent shoes, no steak, no hair conditioner. Generally that’s what they think is “normal,” so don’t seem to mind, but it makes me feel desperate just thinking about it.
Not all unmarried women choose this. The men want hot women, even the ugly or awkwardly shaped, bad teethed men. These awkward women are unpartnered not by choice. (Disclaimer: Not all awkward women, of course. Not all awkward men are shallow.)
Also, @BrickHead you keep saying “patriarchy or matriarchy” as if there will be one or the other. I don’t see either working. What we seem to be working toward is a shared leadership. What’s wrong with that? Why do you fear that the women want to take over? Most women, as most men, have no desire for that kind of position. They want to work and go home and play with the kids or dog. Have dinner. Watch TV.
Lastly:
Thank you, but we did this together. He was not a good husband, and he’s a depressed angry guy who’s floundered since the breakup (I had no idea the extent to which I stabilized him when we were together), but the kids were coming out of high school and going into college at the time and we were both employed. I had the college money (or at least what we agreed to contribute) through money I’d locked away in a trust when my father died. My ex did (unsuccessfully) fight to split that money, and he’s had…let’s see…ten jobs since we separated? So my rush to improve my earning potential was necessary, but he wasn’t a wife-beating deadbeat. He’s a college-educated multi-lingual guy who once spoke internationally about his field. He just refused to treat his depression and externalized his unhappiness onto other people (me, bosses) and felt that happiness also would come from external sources (hookers, drugs at one time, convincing me to swing, opening new credit cards and then charging them up without my knowledge, etc). He’s destroyed what was once a very good career with his weirdness and hasn’t been with a woman for more than six months since the divorce (maybe they didn’t want to swing, either). We were together at a family thing last weekend and I had the funny thought that I’m still his best friend, while he’s the person most likely to star in my nightmares.
Now I’m going to have to scramble to get to work on time!