CALL IT RETIREMENT
Over the years-or at least
the last twenty or twenty five
years or so, after guys
got all pussy whipped and worthless- the subject of talking your spouse into
allowing room in the budget for prepping has been a hot topic. I wrote a book on it, Survival Divorce, where
after embarrassing personal experience I can attest to the effectiveness of
combining frugal preparations with leaving stupid dumb bitches who would rather
have you and the children die rather than reduce her living standard now ( if
she still had her looks she could always pimp herself out to the new warlord on
the block-an ancient female survival mechanism.
Hey, don’t take it personally.
You were, maybe, only her baby daddy.
Not her red hot lover. Maybe,
because something like up to a quarter of offspring are the product of
cuckolding ). And no, it wasn’t like I
was the smart and strong one who left her.
She took the kids and left. But
it was a very expensive lesson I did learn well.
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Alas, I understand not all
of you can leave the testicle wearing wife ( you think you have it bad, after
the wife castrated you and pickled your balls and put them on the mantelpiece
for you to gaze forlornly upon? Put
yourself in Barry The Kenyan Golfers shoes.
Think about having to service that transvestite fugly bastard. Even if you float that way. You know she definitely wears the pants in
that family ). Until the kids are old
enough, your punk ass bitch life is owned.
I say, leave the bitch anyway and suffer the pay cut. As if it was a paycut. You went from earning $25 k a year and seeing
nothing but room and board to seeing 55% going to the ex. Subtract taxes to get whatever is left
over. Usually not enough for even a loft
apartment and Top Ramen for dinner every night.
If you figure out how to get your rent down, perhaps living in your car
and showering at the gym, you have actual prep money left over. I get it, $400 a month gross budget might not
seem to be worth leaving the wife. Ah,
newsflash dude, a wife like that? Worth
giving up 80% of your pay anyway, no matter what the motivation. The kids will eventually get old enough to
free you from the Ex Wife Tax. The
alternative is wasting your life supporting a user and a hater.
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But what if you don’t want
to leave? Like, she is okay in all
aspects except she refuses to see that all empires implode and we are, with
hundreds of military bases around the world and free oil for Treasury Bonds,
obviously an empire. She thinks ethanol
is a beneficial additive to gasoline rather than a desperate attempt at
stretching out our dwindling oil supply by starving the middle east peasants of
corn. She has a nice rack and is a
pleasant conversationalist.
Whatever. I won’t judge, not
after four wives under my belt ( of course, I learned after wife #2 that all
new Old Ladies could accept my prepping or piss off, no discussion. I have never again lived in abject fear of
being nuked [ as the collapse of the Soviet Union unfolded, there were some
concerns that a nuclear exchange could have been initiated by the Politburo as
a desperate Hail Mary ] without at least some hope of supplies being of some
use. Not that I used that scare
wisely. I have no dosimeter or similar
equipment. The point is, if I take THAT
scare seriously again, I’ll have the option of responding because I no longer
picked the wrong domestic partner ).
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The point here is that
whatever you are doing, leaving the old spouse and planning your sales pitch
for the new one, or first starting out on selling the prepping idea to the
spouse, or possibly but I’m unsure how well a change in arguments will work,
switching from doom and gloom to another plea to persuade your wife that preps
are a good idea, you might want to think about forgetting the Civilization
Collapse Scenario and switch over to the Stockpiling For A Diminished Financial
Capacity During Retirement Scenario ( heretofore henceforth referred to as just
“retirement” ). No wife wants to hear
about civilization collapse. She worked
hard at getting this perfect house, and there is no way she wants to believe
that millions of restless urban ghetto dwellers shall overrun it in search of
another SNAP card that actually works after the lights go out. Look at it from a females point of view. These are the bitches that literally starve
themselves to achieve the perceived perfect weight and body shape. They smoke to suppress their appetite. They stay in perpetual debt to have nice
clothes and a nice car and a nice house in a nice location with nice looking
children. To her, it is all about hen
pecking order placement, or even just belonging to a pack of hens. It is all about appearances. This is hardwired, not optional.
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Guys will also seek to
belong. We pick a perceived leader and
as long as he is worthy, will follow his leadership. He just needs to prove himself. And there is your difference. Guys are performance orientated, girls are
societal orientated. A guy at work will
bust his ass, and if he has a girl boss he is not perceived as an adequate
worker. He has no time to ingrain
himself in with the group as he is too busy actually doing something. Bitches perform a needed and important role
in groups, they just don’t belong in the workplace where relationships are less
important than task completion. But, to
end that digression, the point is that gals don’t think in terms of planning
for the future as well as guys ( and to my female minions, who you know I love
more than the rest because you have the courage to go against the norm, you do
understand I’m speaking in generalities here-there are always exceptions to
prove the rule ).
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Well, I should say they
don’t plan for non-group approved futures.
College is okay. You must be
perceived a better mother who wants the best for her spawn, so college planning
by kindergarten is acceptable. You
wonder why all those soccer moms running around as a taxi service do it? Is it love?
Or is it her gaining group bonus points?
Anyway, planning for the apocalypse, outside of Mormons who are given
the dictate by the church to procreate wildly, earn more money so their tithe
is increased ( and so they can earn even more money for more kids so more
future LDS dues payers are ready and waiting to fill their roles-and, no,
Virginia, I’m not hating on the Mormons who just took a page out of the Papists
rulebook ) and more importantly for our discussion here, prep for the
apocalypse, no other female is likely to have prepping on the approved plan
list by her hen flock. More tomorrow.
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