Logan, I was gonna bail on this forum until I decided to contact “The Chiseler” a.k.a “The Engraver” with an update to my account header that is the message I just sent to Dr. Who the Beneficent:
“Hi Keymaster, I wonder what the truth of your silence would be on deleting my account, the obvious? But Logan6109 just posted. The temptation to stay here is too strong for his testimonial so I better remain for now. MIG is a Russian fighter jet.”
My non sequitur on military hardware is another attempt at poetry, and strike fighters don’t use tube launched systems—correct?
What’s your dog’s name? Care to comment on all the attorney and court fees who share the culpability for the social crime for which you bear the horrid consequences? I nominate you for about a $1 million reimbursement payment out of the $1-trillion defense budget for the immoral alimony you were forced to pay contrary to any reasonable estimation of human fairness that is supposed to be the basis for and foundation of our justice system and the rule of law, for starters. Are you former military?
Law enforcement seems like one of the toughest, most dangerous, and thankless jobs in society. I did analytical chemistry for the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers for ten years from 1988 to 1998. Police officers seem to get more respect.
I never had a child but I was married in 1990 to a female six years my senior at the time, who had custody of her daughter and only child, and who turned out to have had a boy 12 years earlier but the boy had been given up for adoption through Catholic Charities. My wife then inherited a large fortune and I divorced her so the record would show that I did not take advantage of her. Integrity is more important to me than money—a thing that usually corrupts almost everything it touches. Today my ex voluntarily “helps” me from time to time and we’re decent friends and still like to hang out with each other—life is short. Her daughter died in her sleep two years ago at age 40 from an accidental drug interaction. My ex-wife is evidently known as a NAWALT? I suppose there might be derogatory labels for me.
I wonder if the mother of your daughter inherited her arthritis. Do the doctors who treat arthritis include the natural benefits of daily female orgasms that release natural anti-inflammatory substances into the body and lower normal stress so that perhaps compromised joint tissues might heal? I bet they don’t. I bet they think jerking off to porn is not just a sin, but a reason to burn in hell fire for eternity only after a miserable life of purgatory on earth. And what if these over-paid overlords are wrong about the health benefits of a maximum amount of juicy orgasms every which way and loose? Do we charge the church and the state for financial restitution?
I believe that Florida’s laws and rules for Sheriffs and deputies on domestic calls is severely biased in favor of females. Based on my experience almost 20 years a resident, Florida’s counties—probably common throughout the state—seem to be clearly in the business of leveraging a general female bias regarding the benefit of the doubt for a profit-making enterprise. Good news for judges and attorneys and “public” service industries. If Sandman’s hypothesis that human female biology predisposes them to truth avoidance is born out in the remaining steps of the scientific method, then lawmakers need to revisit the rules on domestic calls for first responders.
My intervention was a mandatory course in basic respect and techniques in navigating decency in “sexual” relationships [my word as the state-licensed facilitators —one male and one female—were required to use the word “intimate” in “simp-mangina” fashion—if I’m playing by the MGTOW rules correctly]. I guess the intervention training was based on Jungian philosophy, and facilitators were trained in gestalt therapy. I agreed with my errors—no one is without them—and learned how to check my habitual behaviors—somewhat, and I’m still working at it. None of that changes the fact that she wasn’t arrested for her battery on me, and likewise placed in the female parallel intervention program. It was a glaring double standard and a crystal-clear bias. The State Attorney ignored her affidavit where she confessed her battery on me! The attorney I met with wanted half of what the most famous attorney around here for winning cases just like mine—$25,000—laughed and said to me [as best I can recall something akin to], “Look, the pendulum of “the system” that used to be outrageously in favor of males for centuries has swung over to the female side. It’s their show now. Before, you might have gotten off for less than a thousand and been granted the benefit of the doubt. Not these days! And you’re living at subsistence level? So it may as well be $25 million to you because either way, you ain’t got it! We attorneys like your cases when you guys earn a lot of money. Otherwise? Don’t ever move in with a female you’re having sex with and certainly do not marry her!”
Wow. Nice. I’m the last of nine children. Mom and Dad were married for
almost 60 years when Mom died at 82 and Dad died four years later at 92. They went to Catholic Holy Mass every Sunday and participated in the seasons. Both were college grads in teaching and Dad came back from Belgium—ALIVE! He made full Captain and married my beautiful mother.Dad was a field troubleshooter in insurance underwriting and made good money enough for Mom to not have to teach grade school anymore. Mom sight-read at the piano, and they would sing together. Dad could play a little Beethoven and Rachmaninoff. He was an officer and a gentleman but there wasn’t enough of him to go around and I fell through the cracks. They were frisky their whole lives, hugged and kissed on each other, danced and belonged to a dance club, played word and card games together, were pretty social but let the alcohol flow too much. They hosted parties and priests would stop by. They loved movies and books and plays both classical and modern. They loved life. The ups outweighed the downs by a huge margin. Dad was still working out to then. He’d get venison and fish and tried to keep a garden as many years as he could, and Mom made great dinners and managed to keep Chef Dad from screwing up the domain for which she was undisputed ruler: her kitchen. Sex? I learned many years later that Dad kept porn and Mom rolled with it. She knew I kept porn and jerked off a lot and never said anything about it so Dad knew too. They were extremely tight. With so many brothers and sisters and all their experimentation, the one subject everyone was hiding was rarely discussed beyond ridiculousness and side-splitting jokes and Mom avoided for her Catholicism but she gave the ecclesiastical hierarchy hell for a bunch of their ridiculous sex restrictions—gender and erotic love.
I apologize for dominating your reply with my stuff. Context is tedious in the written medium that is far more important than the AV.
I hope you get something good out of this forum, Logan. Others mention their lurking here for many months. Maybe guys like us can inspire? Be well. I’d give you that million if I had it. That’s a whole other interesting subject.
Logan6109 2 years, 1 month ago.
