Good Husbands

Written by edred30 in HBF

Once on this site, everyone was writing about one of their first insights into the nature of women.

Yesterday, I was thinking about a trip I took 15 years ago when I was still married. We went to New Jersey to visit the ex’s grandmother, who at the time was in her late 80’s. One morning she started reminiscing about all of her late husbands. She’d had 5 husbands, all of whom she outlived (or worked to death).

I remember being struck by how she described them. One by one, she would recall his name, the number of years married, whether or not he was a good provider, and how long it took for Grim to show up and punch his ticket. It went something like this: Bob was my last husband. He took good care of me and always fixed things around the house as soon as they broke. You know, all five of my husbands were very good husbands.

At the time, although still a slave of the system, I noticed that the names of the husbands could have been replaced with lawn tractor models: Yes, the John Deere L-11 was my third mower. It always cranked and was very useful. I had no trouble with it. Then one day while using it, it blew a head gasket and I had get another one.

The moral of the experience…women don’t care about any unique qualities you might have. They don’t care about what makes you different. They don’t care about your dreams. They don’t care about your inner peace or contentment. They don’t care about who you are or your core qualites. They want to know what YOU can do for THEM and their children. Oh, and be sure to purchase an adequate life insurance policy. After you die of exhaustion, she expects to maintain the lifestyle to which she’s accustomed.

  • “It is a law of nature that women should be held under the dominance of man.” – Confucius (ca. 500 BC
  • “Woman is a violent and uncontrolled animal, and it is useless to let go the reins and then expect her not to kick over the traces. You must keep her on a tight rein . . . Women want total freedom or rather – to call things by their names – total licence. If you allow them to achieve complete equality with men, do you think they will be easier to live with? Not at all. Once they have achieved equality, they will be your masters . . .” – Cato the Elder 234–149 B.C., quoted in Livy’s History of Rome
  • “To be completely woman you need a Master, and in him, a compass for your life. You need a man you can look up to and respect. If you dethrone him, it is no wonder that you are discontented, and discontented women are not loved for long.” ~Marlene Dietrich
  • “Goreans, in their simplistic fashion, often contend, categorically, that man is naturally free and woman is naturally slave.” ~Hunters of Gor
  • “Women dream not of equals,” she said, “but of Masters.” ~Fighting Slave of Gor,
  • “We want a Man at whose feet we feel it is appropriate that we should kneel, as women, and slaves. We do not want an equal; that is not enough for us; we want more than that; we want a Master. We want Him to be strong, ambitious, aggressive, possessive, jealous, lustful, dangerous, dominant. We want Him to guard us, and protect us, and own us, with masculine ferocity, to see us as His rightful properties.” ~Witness of Gor
  • “Women, by nature, want to be dominated.” ~Jayne Mansfield
  • “I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don’t mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, to do all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.” ~Anais Nin
  • “A proper wife should be as obedient as a slave.” ~ Aristotle (384-322 BC)
  • “The male is by nature superior and the female inferior; one rules and the other is ruled.” ~ Aristotle: The Politics, Book I
  • “Men’s courage is shown in commanding and women’s in obeying.” ~ Aristotle: The Politics, Book I
  • “Fortune is like a woman; if you wish to master her, you must conquer her by force. Moreover, she is more willing to be conquered by forceful men of ability than by timid cowards.” ~ Niccolo Machiavelli (1469-1527): The Prince
  • “Woman in her greatest perfection was made to serve and obey man, not rule and command him.” ~ John Knox (1505-1572)
  • “The husband hath by law power and dominion over his wife, and may keep her by force, within the bounds of duty, and may beat her, but not in a violent or cruel manner.” ~ Sir Francis Bacon (1561-1626): Maxims of the law
  • “Love well, whip well.” ~ Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790): Poor Richard
  • “Nature intended women to be our slaves. . . They are our property, we are not theirs . . . They belong to us, just as a tree which bears fruit belongs to the gardener.” ~ Napoleon Bonaparte (1769-1821)
  • “Woman is by nature meant to obey.” ~ Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860)
  • “You go to a woman? Do not forget your whip.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900): Thus Spoke Zarathustra, XVIII: Old and young women
  • “Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks and true obedience; Too little payment for so great a debt. Such duty as the subject owes the prince Even such a woman oweth to her husband; And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel And graceless traitor to her loving lord? I am ashamed that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace; Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway, When they are bound to serve, love and obey. Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth, Unapt to toil and trouble in the world, But that our soft conditions and our hearts Should well agree with our external parts? Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot, And place your hands below your husband’s foot: In token of which duty, if he please, My hand is ready; may it do him ease.” -Shakespeare, Taming of the Shrew
  • “I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.” ~Anaïs Nin
  • “The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.” ~Nietzsche

Posted in the Happy Bachelors Forum (HBF) by elric.

Written by toddturner in HBF. MGTOW means Men Going Their Own Way.

We often reflect that MGTOW delivers benefits in monetary terms. I have recently reflected upon another benefit: the second childhood.

I am now 42 and I went through puberty around 30 years ago. When I was 11 or 12, my life was a series of fun hobbies: backyard baseball, building model airplanes, fishing, coin and stamp collecting, etc. Basically nerdy stuff from a female perspective.

Then puberty hit, and I completely reordered my life in the pursuit of women. Whether consciously or unconsciously, all my major decisions were impacted by the question: “Is this going to make me more or less attractive to women?” The specifics aren’t important, but I engaged in numerous behaviors and activities that I didn’t enjoy—simply because they increased my chances of getting laid and winning female approval.

This continued through my twenties, with the attendant stress and wasted time. Women even dominated my leisure activity choices, as they do for many men. To cite one specific example: How many guys really enjoy going out to nightclubs? But most of us have been there because that is where the women are. Women enjoy those vacuous environments because there they can be the center of attention.

I gradually drifted into an MGTOW lifestyle from age 30 forward, after having some relationships with women and coping with their constantly evolving needs and desires. As I’ve shared on here before, my sex drive isn’t exhausted yet, and I do make occasional use of escort services (who are generally cheaper and nicer than their non-commercial counterparts). However, I haven’t been on a “date” since 2001. I don’t go out of my way to offend women, but nor do I worry about impressing them anymore.

What I have discovered is that the long dormant and suppressed 12-year-old is coming out again. By this I don’t mean childish behavior; but the simple enthusiasm for hobbies and interests that are only possible *before* you start to notice women.

I have also rediscovered male friendships–another facet of life before puberty. I’m not talking about anything queer here, but simply the fact that male friendships are often neglected when men hit puberty and the pursuit of women becomes the priority.

I actually have less stress in my life at 42 than I did at 25 or 30. By contrast, my married friends are constantly stressed and financially strapped. In addition, few of them enjoy sex very much with their middle-aged spouses.

Obviously, I wish I could have connected these dots thirty years ago. But better late than never, I suppose.

Posted by Outcastsuperstar in HBF but was posted originally in MarkyMark’s blog who is also a great member of HBF. Mirrored this story here.

Source: ht tp://markymarksthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/story-of-mike.html


I’m writing this to tell you of an old friend of mine, a man I greatly respected and the tale of his life. What makes this man special is the that by all accounts his life, his married life, working life, and family life, was a "success" by the standards laid down by modern society. I’ll call him Michael (not is real name) and he was a true blue worker, very intelligent, and raised to provide by two parents who stayed together and raised their son with strict Baptist values. He wasn’t all that handsome but invested his younger years diligently, pursuing an engineering degree at Duke University back when grade inflation didn’t exist (early 1960’s). The girls he dated, well, he didn’t date much as he was a nerd and being the 60’s the girls with the new freedom used that freedom to ride the cock train of football players and players in general. The new age of sexual emancipation left Mike at the station. Years after college Mike met a girl who had gotten her fill of the bad boys, and they started dating. True she was no virgin while Mike was, she’d had several relationships and relations before but she recognized the value of Mike in that he had a new job with an up and coming career track – computers! Misinterpretation of his prior religious teaching ordered him to forgive this girl’s past and instead focus only on the future. It was his duty after all. He married her and worked, hard. His father worked for the railroad and the company had taken care of him so Mike knew that this was the way to a good life. Work hard, and the company would reward and take care of you. Then the 1970’s hit with the Carter recession and all that loyalty and hard work amounted to nothing. Still he tried again, found another job (that forced him to move frequently) and this one wanted even more hours than the prior job. I remember him saying "It’s Friday do you know what that means? It’s only two more working days until Monday!" and off he’d go. Everyday. For 43 years. He had two children, a boy then a girl, and worked while his wife stayed at home. Later on after the children were out of high school Mikes wife dabbled a little here and there and worked part time occasionally for a convenience store. The extra money was nice but not enough so she pecked Mike continuously to make extra money. It was never enough. "Go tell your boss you need more! You should show him your value! A real man would provide for his children!" and on it went. Mike was getting older now, and had always had diabetes, a life long condition he had to treat with regular insulin injections. The shots were painful but he needed them to think straight. Of course there was the time he was laid off in 1980 with no insurance and the daughter needed braces. A real man knows when to put others first after all. And of course when the mother in law needed a new roof, and he really had promised his wife that new washing machine, and oh she needed to go see her mother for Christmas as well and airfare was so expensive. So the medicine(s) waited, more than once.

His children were boomerang types, his daughter slutted it up with a guy and moved in with him but later on came back home until she was able to snag a younger version of Mike. His son dropped out of college a few times and then came home to be a bum for 2 years after deciding that work was too nerve wracking. Mike would never throw his children out so they stayed for several more years. Several more. Finally when his son hit 28 he found a slut with a child from another guy and got her pregnant. The girl wanted a lavish wedding but his son was only working at a book store and couldn’t afford it – no big wedding so it seemed. Mike’s wife knew better of course, and argued with him for months about paying for the big day. She’d gotten a lavish wedding (thank you Mike) and didn’t Mike know how important a wedding is to his future daughter? Yes this was his vacation money, yes after so many years of hard work he was finally going to get to go do something he always wanted (to see the Northern lights in Alaska). Yes he was going to finally get that Harley Davidson and ride up there after 35 years of no vacations at all. BUT This was going to be his daughter according to his wife and his kids HAD to come first…. So the girl got her wedding. Then his real daughter needed help with a house. Her new husband turned out not to be a copy of Mike after all but a thug with a criminal record who had just lost his job. Why did his daughter lie about this guy to Mike? Her wedding was very expensive too. Oh well it was too late now and his daughter did need a place to live and she just found out she was pregnant! He didn’t have the money but his wife researched it and 2nd mortgages were so easy to get back then. True, his house after so many years of work was almost paid off but his grandchild needed a real home and there was no way his new son in law could afford it and Mike was told he could now work up to 10 hours more overtime if he wanted. 60 hours wasn’t too much of a sacrifice and he’d at least get a leg up on that promotion, maybe.

Another decade passed and after scrimping and saving and even more hard work the mortgages were paid off. In a rare perfect storm both children (now well into there 30’s with kids of their own) didn’t need something. The mother in law didn’t need a new appliance, or home repair, or another new car being long past her driving years. Yes, now, this was the time. Mike now 64, proudly strode into the Harley dealership and filled out a custom order sheet. In 8 weeks a shiny new Harley would arrive and he would get to ride it. He would finally take a vacation, his first real vacation since college. Sure his wife and kids had gone on many many vacations over the years but he always had stayed behind – to work. Something always came up. One time it was that there just wasn’t money or neighbors to take care of – of all things – the dogs! 3 Lassa’s that Mike never wanted yipping and shitting all over the place. Ugh… still at least his wife would get a vacation – she deserved it after all didn’t she? There was even that one time (he hoped it was just the one time) where he found out his wife had hooked up with an old boyfriend when she said she was going to visit her mother. He forgave her of course a divorce would have devastated his kids (he knew they were his – or at least he hoped) and of course he’d have lost everything with the divorce laws – besides wasn’t he a Christian? Shouldn’t he just forgive and forget? What does his pride or even himself matter? He had never cheated on her or even been with another woman – not even once – but that was normal and he knew that she appreciated that didn’t she?

The last big push before new years came at work and Mike was tired. His wife as always spent Christmas and new years with her mother – and he knew this time she really was with her mother – she was too old to cheat on him now wasn’t she? When she got back he would be free of dog sitting and he would take his new Harley on the road for the first time. Shiny and red, he hadn’t even ridden it yet. He read the owner’s manual 100 times and knew everything about it, he couldn’t wait and it was all he talked about at work! It was brand new and kept in the garage but he stripped the engine and cleaned and oiled everything just to make sure! It was polished, waxed, and hospital clean. All was ready. His first ride on his HIS!! brand new Harley to see the Northern lights. It was the culmination of his life’s work and now it was really going to happen. Mike was so excited.

On December 29th his daughter called and left an angry message on the tape machine. She wanted to visit but the snow was blocking the drive-way and she had her daughter and no snow shovel! Why the f**k hadn’t Mike shoveled the driveway? He knew she was coming to visit that lazy good for nothing piece of crap. NOTE: the words she used were in reality more caustic than this – I have lightened them considerably.

On January 3rd his son came to visit and found his father cold and lifeless surrounded by a ring of dog shit. He’d had a massive stroke, likely from the diabetes, and the paramedics said they thought that he didn’t suffer for long – but it was hard to tell. When Mike’s wife returned later on she immediately made plans to sell the house. She raged that Mike hadn’t left her enough life insurance and no instructions on what to do – what a irresponsible man what the hell was he thinking? He should have provided better for her especially since he knew she was too old to work! She was 62!!! Insurance was so expensive for someone in his condition but if he hadn’t squandered *their* money on that stupid bike he could have afforded it. Her old boyfriend George was so much more successful – oh how she regretted not marrying him! The bike was listed on Ebay that week. "Never ridden Harley – brand new! $17,000 or best offer".

By every PC measure Mike’s life was a success. He worked his whole life for someone else and doubtless made millions for his bosses over the course of his career. He took care of 3 people and two grandchildren that would have been on the dole if not for his efforts, and paid punitive taxes to take care of many more along the way. He never collected a dime of social security or unemployment even when he was laid off – he was just too proud to file. He never took Medicare and he made lots of profit for 2 large banks, 2 colleges, and never once thought of himself. He died cold and alone, surrounded by shit, never once having done anything for himself. His epitaph was a bike on Ebay – his life’s dream – sold to a dealer for $15,500 – the best offer his widow could get several years ago. She took a cruise with the money. America thanks you Mike. You were a real success, and moreover a blueprint for what we expect a modern man to be. R.I.P.

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Written by edred30 in HBF

True story.

This goes to show that some things the old man says actually sink in to a 15 year old’s skull.

I was sitting around yesterday with my son and two of his pals. They were going about their business as if I wasn’t there.

One of his buddies (we’ll call Aron), as well as my son, have gotten numerous lectures on the nature of the female. A lot came from the wisdom on this site.

The other friend (we’ll call Preston), who isn’t around as much, got a surprise when he brought up a certain topic. The conversation went like this, almost verbatim:

Son: I’m saving up for such and such video game so I’ll have the money when it comes out.

Preston: I don’t have any money for video games. Some guys spend all their money on girls.

Son and Aron (simultaneously): Laughs. You’re spending your money on girls? Dude, you’re retarded. The chicks are laughing at you behind your back saying “he’s a real sucker”. If she was gonna do you, she’d do you. You’re flushing your money down the crapper.

Preston just sat there dumbfounded.

The boys made the old man proud. And maybe P will think twice before wasting his money.

This was written in the HBF as a reply by bothrops of thread started by oldschoolbmx37 “I’m a feminist with opinions and I swear a lot ”

Written and thread started by by oldschoolbmx37

Just another few minutes spent browsing POF.

Works great you feel lonely… you see what you do NOT want to get involved with. I feel like a million bucks again!

Replied by bothrops

LOL! I like POF for a laugh and it is a good deterrent. I also like to try to decipher what it is they are actually saying. They are actually telling you the truth it is just coded.

I am a good girl now

Translation: I fucked every guy from here to Timbuktu who smiled at me.. You however are going to have to ply me with expensive dates before you even get a peek. I will make you wait a few dates minimum so you don’t think I am a whore. Tee-hee.

I am opinionated” ,”I will say what I think to your face

Translation: I am a fucking idiot. I have no social tact and I am missing that part of my brain that regulates inhibition. I am a foul loud-mouthed bitch.

“Athletic”,”Rubenesque”,”Curvy”,”A little Extra”,”extra [padding”,”not a barbie”,”baby weight”,BBW

Translation: Fat,fat,fat,fat,fat,fat,fat with stretch marks and land whale

“Tired of playing games”

Translation:I have a kid or I am damaged goods. I may also have psychological problems so severe I cannot keep anyone around longer than a one night stand. I would play the games if I could and will definitely be playing them on your ass. Call me!

“I can drink like a man”,”I like sports”,”Can hang with the guys”

Translation: I am a gross pig. I have no idea how to act like a woman much less a lady. I do like to drink but don’t really care about sports. I will only feign interest in your activities long enough to wiggle my way into your life. You gonna finish that beer?

“I am a tomboy”

Translation: Just like the “I like sports line” I think this is something you guys want to hear. When this online dating thing started a few women out of a million were actually tomboys or liked sports and we noticed that got mens attention. Now we are all tomboys and ass kicking rambos. Call us!

“I am a single mom”,”My children are the main focus in my life”,”My kids come first”

Translation: I made a mistake. Ok a series of mistakes that left me with mouth(s) to feed. Help me pay for my mistakes! My children really are the light of my life. I always make sure to drop them off at my mom’s before I go hit the clubs. I would like a wallet,er man to finance er…um date me. About the time you get attached to my kid I will start screwing other guys.

“I am not a girly girl”

Translation:[See tomboy and also drinking like a man.] I am very much a girly girl except I do not cook,clean or do anything a woman should know how to do. This term is also deceptive as I am so emotionally unstable (aka girly) that I will scream and cry at the drop of a hat. I can’t wait for you to do something wrong so I can complain about it for months.

“Need a real man”, “Where are all the good men?”

Translation: I am a smart,sophisticated woman who is not a girly girl. None of you wimps will look past my bitchiness and permascowl and ask me out. I want someone to open doors and do my bidding for me. Looking for a REAL man to treat me like the real lady I am not.

“Smart”,”Sophisticated”,”educated”,”Upwardly mobile”

Translation: I went to college and you should have too if you you want to fuck me. What? You are an aircraft mechanic? You make more than I do in my quasi-executive job? I don’t care! I don’t date retards. I need a man to pay off my student loans and finance that McMansion I always dreamed of. How can I brag to my friends about your PhD and the Ivy League school you went to if you never got past community college? Also please note I only want to work a few more years so then I can stay home with our children. Let’s meet at an alumni event!

“Tired of players,liars,cheaters and fakes”

Translation: I am actually all of the above but now my looks are fading or I have a kid. This is why I no longer like games at the moment because I just lost at playing them. All of them.

“I’m sweet, smart, compassionate, empathetic, hard-working, an awesome mom,”

Translation: See: Tired of players. See: I am a single mom.

“Not sure what I am looking for”, “Is this for real?”,”Just looking!”

Translation: Just seeing how many guys will respond. If you are rich as Bill Gates and as good looking as Brad Pitt I MIGHT reply. Probably not. Ego boost for me either way. Message me.

” I am outdoorsy”,”I like camping”,”A country girl”

Translation: I went running in a park once so I totally know how that guy felt when he climbed that big mountain. Everready was it?
Anyway I don’t really like outdoors and the only camping we will be doing is at the Hilton. I mean there is all that dirt and bugs and no indoor plumbing. Gross! Small spiders scare me as does anything that looks like a bug.

“I like operas”,”I like fine dining”,”trips”,”travel”,”museums”,”finer things”,etc.

Translation: No romance without finance! You must have a wallet big enough to satisfy me. I can drain even the biggest within a night and then it is on to the next. And no-I know nothing about art nor do I appreciate fine culture. I just like to spend your money and then brag about it to my friends.

“All my friends have settled down”,”Am looking for long-term”

Translation: I am a bit older and things aren’t going so well. I am the last of all my bitch friends to get married and this irks me to no end. When will I get my own man slave? It is not FAIR! I want my perfect white wedding with the perfect music in the perfect spot and I want it NOW NOW NOW! I am also tired of paying for everything by myself. Won’t you help me shoulder my burden of debt?

[“I am a princess””Prince charming””I am a queen”

Translation: You had better be a real prince because you are going to need a castle and army to put up with my level of crazy. I put the ‘E’ in entitlement. It is my way everytime. You of course WILL pay for it without being told and if something goes wrong it WILL be your fault. No ifs,ands or buts. I deserve nothing but the best but nothing you provide will EVER be good enough. I also like to withhold sex for the smallest infraction so you better like walking on eggshells. I am quite good at screaming and I like to do it often so I hope you will appreciate that. For now I will wait in my room for you to whisk me away to my fairy- tale fantasy in the land of happily never after. Tee-hee.

I would like to thank all the crazy women on POF for giving me these real lines to translate.

I am thinking of making a POF bingo card with all the codes. We could all see how many are in our immediate area.