Monday, April 18, 2022

"How do we effect your marriage?" Okay, am going to take a concerted effort to answer politely. First off,

your butting into everything - oh wait, the normal rest-of-us need take the blame, for not having run you wicked freakoids out of town, from the get go.  And yeah, i know enough of Scripture to know, your very existence evidences, our society is under the Lord's judgment...and it's only a matter of time before things get really ugly.

But this post is about today's marriages between men (xy chromo) and women (xx) - and yeah, there's like a fraction of a half percent of individuals who are other than xy or xx, but this post is about the majority of people.   Our marriages are adversely effected by the ungodly and unnatural blurring of gender lines.  These days most husbands view their wives as more like ame-sex roommates-with-benefits (ew...); wives are expected to work full-time, but still make the meals, keep the house, mind the kids, mend the clothes...  

Out in the work world, she must compete - like any other droid.  And ya wonder why, she cops a loud mouth - complete with foul language?  And it's no big wonder she ditches her tresses for a wash-and-towel-dry butch-cut, and pulls on pairs of stretch-trousers, because skirts and petticoats...?  They take time; she has way too little of that.  

So, uhm yeaahh...by the time wifey hits her mid-thirties, she isn't who you married.  Rendered beyond careworn, she not only has lost her youth, circumstances have caused wifey to lose her very identity, her personhood, as a woman.  Btw, female is what the Lord (i.e., King of kings) created her to be.

And YIKES, this confusion has long crept into the church; any wonder, men want no parts of listening to preaching, singing hymns.  The real ones (i.e., the masculine hymns) have been years ripped out and replaced with sissified ones - no wonder people more mumble, than sing; once again, we normie churchgoers are to blame for listening to a bunch of butch-cut mealymouths...ugh.

But more on this later, godda get to work.


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