Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
It sounds flabbergastingly condescending, but look at the clip. She’s saying treat your husband like a dolphin, which means…reward the positive and ignore the negative.
I have two beefs with women training their husbands:
1. In my experience, women enter into conflict with me by settling on what needs to be done, rather arbitrarily and — to my perception — almost randomly. What were our options? How did you decide we’re doing it? What steps are involved? These are the kinds of questions that are skipped altogether, before you have a cranky missus and a brute of a beau wondering what it is he did wrong.
2. If the resulting conflict isn’t settled, and it continues in a vicious cycle for too long, there isn’t too much time passing by before this becomes the woman’s whole reason for being: How is he going to piss me off today?
So the “let the nagging go” thing has some appeal to me. It takes care of the second of those two.
For the first, I recall the words of wisdom of one of my old bosses. Not to me, but to his wife. He & she had immigrated from India, and sadly, his sense of the gender roles in a household probably wouldn’t find favor with post-modern feminism. “Don’t worry!” he’d reassure her. “Whatever I decide to do, it must be for the best!”
I dunno if he thought that one through. But when you think about it, there is a world of wisdom packed in that statement. I’ve used it on my kid’s mom a time or two to get her head peeled off the surface of Planet Men-Are-Stupid, and properly affixed back on her shoulders on Earth. I’m the Dad; I don’t want him to get hurt any more than anybody else does; if he hadn’t done something to convince me he was ready to ride his bike in the street, I wouldn’t allow him to; so since I’m letting him do it, it must be for the best. So cool your jets. Calm down. Go inside. Sit down. Get a drink. Watch Animal Planet or something. Stop second-guessing. Quit yer goddamn yammerin’.
You’re willing to let a guy get you pregnant, you must be willing to trust in his judgment. If you’re willing to do the first of those without being willing to do the second, then your judgment isn’t exactly the cat’s meow either, so either way why don’t you mute it. Quit naggin’. Not chauvinism; just simple, durable logic.
Back to the interview. I think this woman’s ideas make a lot of good sense. I don’t know if she’s trying to put forth the appearance of talking down to men, making animals out of ’em, to bait the bitter (somehow married) feminists into buying her book. Maybe, maybe not. But watching other married couples, I’ve been unable to avoid entertaining the idea that perhaps some of these frustrated cranky married women are making some of their own frustrations in life. You nag someone, they won’t want to listen to you. You nag them every day, they’ll start to work pretty hard at avoiding you. You make a point to say nothing to them at all save for your next episode of nagging…well, hell. If they have so much as a drop of self esteem, you’ll probably never see ’em again. That isn’t being male, that’s being human.
I do not like nagging women. I don’t know if that’s politically correct, or even acceptable. It’s kind of an “if that’s wrong I don’t wanna be right” thing.
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