Not infrequently, a young brother will be invited to spend the night at the abode of his lady friend. In my younger days, I used to delay this as long as possible. It’s always awkward to try to sleep over; but it can be convenient to avoid the late-night drive back to home base. It’s also the prime place to gather intelligence on the psychological underpinnings of a potential medium-term fling.
One of the most annoying habits shared by a plurality of single twentysomething women is the need to fall asleep with the television on. I realize in hindsight that certain production outlets probably anticipated this from the get. Charlie Rose’s monotone voice and black background is more conducive to edging an aging skank into slumber than the canned laugh tracks and big band music of The Tonight Show. I doubt that’s coincidental.
The inability to fall asleep without stranger’s voices jabbering into their ears is a tell. People like tee-vee because it’s a means of escape from a reality that they can’t abide. When a young cubicle drone listens to the comforting father-tones, as she slips into her own subconscious, she believes (at some level) that she has daddy’s approval. This is only comforting to someone with no connection to community or authority.
The woman who falls asleep with the television on is the woman who hates herself, and can’t handle the reality that quiet introspection would force her to confront.
It is quite common for many preachers and others to use the phrase, “If momma ain’t happy, no one ain’t happy,” or some close variant. The idea is that a happy family requires a happy mother. The implication is that an unhappy momma will make for a very unhappy family, whether that woman is truly a mother or not.
This is True, to a Point
Of course any family with an unhappy momma is going to have a high level of unhappiness. This will impact the entire household.
[Pro 21:9 NKJV] 9 Better to dwell in a corner of a housetop, Than in a house shared with a contentious woman.
[Pro 25:24 NKJV] 24 [It is] better to dwell in a corner of a housetop, Than in a house shared with a contentious woman.
Proverbs talks about other cases as well, and all clearly note that it…
Michelle Martens was the mother of a ten-year old little girl named Victoria, and she lives in the Albuquerque area. Martens has confessed to police that she “watched” while her two fuckbuddies, Fabian Gonzales and Jessica Kelley, raped, tortured, strangled and dismembered little Victoria. When directly questioned, she admitted that she got “sexually satisfied” watching her daughter meet this grisly end.
Martens also admitted to pimping this child out in the past for money and other favors. She met her pedophile associates on the swingers/dating site Plenty of Fish.
Needless to say, local media has not addressed the strange absence of little Victoria’s biological father. I guess we’re not supposed to go there. Moreover, there seems to be no outrage from feminist groups about this little girl, raped and murdered by lunatics. No candlelight vigils. No tearful retrospectives. Nothing.
It’s a depressing story, but those who are really interested can learn more about this depraved single-mom based degeneracy at KOAT TV.
In view of the commercialization of all holidays, combined with our toxic feminist milieu, I can not fault any brother for refusing to commemorate this day. Certainly, my sister and I are not phoning our biological mother.
Mom was the typical self-centered waste of space who divorced our father in childhood. She won the lottery (granted, this was decades ago in the Mormon blue pill zone) and found a new simp to marry her. Simp wasn’t a bad guy, but he wasn’t our dad. Sis and I both got rid of mom as we came to adulthood, and while I can’t speak for her, my life has been on the upswing since.
There are noble women out in the world — so I’m told — and if any of you guys were raised by one of these women, today is the day to apologize for her valium prescription. You were, after all, the impetus for it.
I’ve been contemplating this a bit. If possible, I am looking for some serious discussion about this and feedback as I am very, very interested in people’s thoughtful answers.
If necessary, allow me to explain where I’m coming from with the question. Obviously, I identify a great deal with the MGTOW movement and school of thought as well as MRAs and the issues they confront. Like many Christian MGTOWs, I’m sick and tired of what we have and don’t have in churches. We get “Men Step Up” or other accountability groups that are willfully ignorant of men’s realities, lack any sort of restorative and protective spirit towards men, and consequently, just don’t come across like they even care about the men to whom they “minister.” It’s the boot camp school of thought at best, and at worst, it’s a loveless demonization, condemnation, and an atmosphere that reduces men to performance…