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...
Wow, #5 really spoke to me.
The angry and bitter
Everything and everyone pisses her off. She is in a constant state of anger and impatience with the world and if [you] try to help her see past it, she will attack you.
All she wants to do is bitch and complain, and she rarely, if ever, sees the good in people or situations. If she’s this bitter and angry with the world, imagine how pissed off she’ll be with you the moment you forget to take the garbage out?
Take her out to a nice casual place for lunch, boys; someplace just nice enough to have a waiter who gets everything for you. Let her do all the talking and take note of how she treats him. There are some “ladies” out there who will make it a point of browbeating the poor bastard into gelatinous goo on the floor, and if he isn’t heaving a sigh of relief as the two of you walk out the door, she considers her job undone.
About face and run. Screaming. Arms flailing over head, into the night, never to be seen again.
smg45acp made a great point about a possible eleventh:
Heavily in debt.
If she is tens of thousands of dollars in debt, run, don’t walk away.
This will not stop after marriage.
You think you can help her and that she has learned her lesson.
Yes, she has learned a lesson. That lesson is spend money like crazy and stupid, dumb-ass you will bail her ass out.
This is often the sign of a deeper emotional problem.
Ouch. That actually hurt.
First time ’round I fell for everything; second time I was much more cynical, but failed to practice the “run away” part. Possibly because of divine intervention, but the lesson stands:
There are things in our ecosystem that should have a “don’t touch” sign placed alongside. Or “be careful.” “Do not tap on glass.” There are other things that are more appropriate for a “Back the fuck off and don’t come back” sign…or…”If you can read this sign you must have a death wish.” These two classes of sign — they are not the same. One is not a substitute for the other.
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A whole lot of this can be encapsulated with the line “You think you can help her.”
An enormous percentage of modern “feminism” has been enabled by men who get hooked when their basic nurturing nature turns into rescuing. The shrinks have a handy shorthand for the succession of roles assigned anybody in this scenario – Rescuer, Persecutor, Victim.
The first phase is characterized by the oh-so-understanding New Man In Her Life who’s just certain he can fix all the wrong that’s been done to poor misunderstood Her. The second phase is when everything that’s wrong is suddenly his fault, and he finds himself chasing his tail trying to satisfy never-ending demands for Change (there’s that word again.)
The third phase is commonly the time when he discovers that (a) she seems to have legions of friends who identify him as the problem, and (b) one of them turns out to be another stupid bastard who’s been polishing up his armor for just such an opportunity. Guess how I learned that.
The cancer that is “feminism” never would have got off the ground without significant male support in the name of Understanding and Stiff Upper Lip. “Hey, they’re helpless, you know? We’ve gotta help ’em to feel independent, ’cause we’re such manly bastards and all.”
Saps.
- rob | 03/30/2010 @ 08:40Sorry to be so crude, but it really only boils down to one thing – pussy, good looking pussy to be more precise, makes a man crazy.
Been there, done that. I only regret it a little too…some damn good memories.
- tim | 03/30/2010 @ 09:26You nailed it, Small Tee. We used to do a LOT of TDYs to garden spots like Thailand, Korea, and the Pee-Eye back in the day when I was stationed in an E&I outfit at Yokota AB. We jokingly had a rule that NO airman under the age of 25 could go TDY without his Mom… coz they ALWAYS wanted to marry “those” girls. One good night of being turned inside out and they were hooked. 😉
- bpenni | 03/30/2010 @ 10:26Popular joke among the gals…what’s the similarity between a man and linoleum…
Lay ’em right the first time, you can walk around all over ’em for the next twenty years solid.
- mkfreeberg | 03/30/2010 @ 10:52bpenni, we had the same problem in the Navy. Pull into PI (Philippines) and guaranteed you’ll have ten new guys in your squadron come back with big plans on getting married.
- Instinct | 03/30/2010 @ 11:53I’m heisting that joke, Morgan, because it’s TRUE, TRUE, TRUE!
Tim’s dead on center, men get stupid when the pussy is fabulous and the woman on the other end of it makes heads turn.
- Daphne | 03/31/2010 @ 13:14