Red pill math, doesn't add up correctly. Anyone surprised ;/

One of them was going on, how a wife should stay home, raise the (two, maybe three) kids.  By the time, the youngest is in junior high, mom is in her mid to late thirties.  Now it's time for her to get a degree for a career that pays - and to fund, more than 50%, hubby's bass boat, mega wide-screen, and whatever other toys he think he needs.  

So, in her late thirties, or early forties, she enters her chosen career field - hopefully the job also pays well enough for her to pay off that 100k college loan - 100% of it, of course, on her coin.  She, is looking at thirty years, running the rat race - then coming home to the second-shift.  Considering the cost of her school loan and his toys, there likely isn't much left over  for her to hire someone to come in to run the sweeper and mop the floors, once or twice weekly.  By the time she is in her late 60s, or early 70s, she can retire - maybe.

A few more glitches here.  Number #1: ageism.  While men begin noticing, at around age fifty, they get passed over for jobs and promotions - women start hitting the career-wall about ten years earlier (forty-something).  Number #2:  even healthy people begin to notice, at around their mid-sixties, the daily grind - of working the job all day,; never mind, the second shift (cooking, grocery runs - and even trimming the hedges, if not also, mowing the dern grass) becomes more burdensome with each passing year. 

As for the housework - even if one doesn't have a dander and poop factory running around, slobbering body fluids all over the place (gross) - keeping tidy, even a home that is clutter-free, is more than simply running a sweeper twice a week and the dishwasher once daily.  

And women are choosing 4B, because...?   

Twenty questions needing to be answered? All for what?

A paltry $20 (about all i can spare, right now).  And no, am not giving out personal business - it's required on a form. But that's only the half of it.  No mailing address, because they want you to charge - or use one of those fee-ridden pay-pal-ish type of what-passes-for currency.  So, won't be making the political contribution, to Making America Great Again (which won't happen until this once great nation gets right with the Lord Jesus, on His terms).

Speaking of things out of whack, one even must be careful with using checks; they can be soaked.  Best to use a ball point, non-gel pen - yep, fish around for a non-gel pen, just to write a freaking check for something.  Reprobates are out there, and they even pile up upon their fellow reprobates - making extra hassles, for everyone needing to do routine transactions.

Bruh :/

In the real world: he makes 75k, she only 50k

Her dufus-level salary is understandable, because she had given birth to not just one career-killer, but two of them.  Right now, she is one her way over to daycare, (which costs $250 weekly) because little Scotty sneezed - twice!  Funny - not - it's always her who has to take unplanned leave.

Anyway, a few years later, she is more than fed up - no surprise, all drudgery and stress...  She files for divorce, the house gets sold, the ex-spouses each get half - that is, after the bank gets the unpaid balance.  Each half, however, is taking a beating; not only with the in-freaking-sane housing costs, but each is burdened with around 15 to 20k in yet outstanding lawyer fees.  

She had considered going for alimony, but it's not like her ex is a millionaire - not to mention, a $300 monthly check for, maybe,  three years, would likely get about eaten up by lawyer fees, and then there's what few personal hours she has on the books; those would end up consumed in the process. Anyway, she considers herself fortunate, since her ex's employer deducts the child support before sending him his pay - so the CS money, which goes to feed and clothe her kids, arrives on time to her account. 

Looking back, he kicks himself for not having had his ex sign a prenuptial agreement.  But, really, the 3k document wouldn't have much mattered, since they'd both bought the house.  Oh wait, had there been a pre-nup, he'd of been able to keep his bass-boat - ya know, the one that's parked over at his buddy's house; the tub needs to be moved...eh, somewhere else, because the "couple of weeks" is nearing the third year.  His buddy said something about his township, but it's probably more about him either wanting to extend his deck, or put in a swimming pool - maybe both.  

Some people have all the luck - grouse grouse.

Did he really slog through that thing?

Or was owning a copy of Maciavelli's "Prince" more like a bragging prop, and less about serious study - though frankly, the 16th century author was a humanist.  (Seriously, if the book isn't Christ centered, might as well go enjoy a dollar-store spy novel.)  Anyway, the pointy-eared red-piller was bragging, how the strange chick, he had over at his place...but hey, anyone can claim anything, over the internet; for all we know, he could be staying in his girlfriend's apartment, driving her car, posting on her internet - while she's slogging between two retail jobs.  Meanwhile, he expects her to put on lingerie, when she can't afford to buy herself a needed outfit ... for work.

Most of these guys claim to be political conservatives, but their preferences don't support "Making America Great Again."  One doesn't have to slog through piles of political volumes, to understand that great nations are not sustained by people who prefer folly over accomplishment (only possible, through delaying gratification) and by people who deceive their clients/readers rather than remain above board - come on, if you're going to b.s. some 304, if the opportunity arises, (perhaps, unlike the doped up eggplant) who else you going to rip off?  Do not foul practices become habits...try quitting the cigarettes :/

Anyway, when this nation was great - uhm, when even impoverished neighborhoods were reasonably safe - two widely read books had been, the Bible and Pilgrim's Progress.  Meanwhile, pointy-ears crows on about his awesome self.  John Bunyan spent some twelve years of his life, behind bars, because he believed that getting the Gospel out - that which rescues souls from eternal torture - was most important; meanwhile,  the government church - with their high sounding salvation-by-works twaddle - had about dropped the ball, and instead, had been (and still are) longtime focused on raking in dough.

He then goes into the same-old gamey narrative, of the girl going on to marry Jeffrey, (noble name :) while still savoring that certain sweaty encounter, those years ago, in pointy ears' shabby flat.  Yeah right!  Meanwhile, Jeffrey is raking in some 200k, and he and his wife and children are living quite well, in a spacious - and nearly paid off - 500k house.  Yep, while pointy-ears squandered his early years on various folly, nerdy Jeff spent his cracking the books and actually doing the work.

Once again, not surprised, pointy-ears brings up that size issue - being less than six feet.  As if there aren't any young single five foot two inch women, with whom to possibly team up?  Excuses, excuses.

Well, that was convicting enough. Yesterday, heard a sermon from Lester Roloff,

in it, he basically flat out said, there's something wrong with "able bodied" women who don't practice hospitality.  Yep, women like me - who don't care, at all, for such home invasions.  Yea, i know, very flawed, because in reading the Bible, there's barely any margin for "introverts" - that's just a whitewashed word for plain old, "selfish."  

Am blogging this because, people need to know that the Bible upsets even believers in the Word.  Alot of people, think Christians are all happy-clappy, praisey-maisey whenever reading the Scriptures, or hear for-real preaching (not the Joe Ughsteen fluff-stuff).  

Not so, because the Bible says, and especially as a widow, am supposed to practice hospitality - as in, invite the less fortunate into my home; people i don't even know - and, frankly, don't care to keep company with dullards and hardlucks.  

Just saying.

Now, that was a sermon! New on the sidebar, "Children in the Pulpit,"

given by Pastor Robert Rubino.  He hails from Brooklyn.  In this sermon, he preached from the first half of Isaiah, Chapter 3, and explains how equality turns to ... swill.  And yeah, people who didn't bother to do their homework are likely to throw a temper tantrum - eh, Reality does that.

Oh well, break's over.  Bye :)

They wait till the last minute to send their bill.

Yep, that time of year again :/   A ploy to get you to get your to (somehow) find your bill over the email, then charge it, on-line.   Even the agent had said, how e-bills can "get lost."  Seriously, a lot of folks have so much (financial) stress going on...uhm, that happens - and boy, if you are on a debtor's plan, one late bill, and they'll sock it to ya.  (And we thought the prudie victorian upper-class were harsh to the poor - hah, those snooties are still around.)   Anyway, these days, corporations don't want to deal with envelopes, paper statements, and - oh horrors - receiving checks.  Well too bad, there will be more paper arriving to them - in a big hard mailer; the two-day delivery package.  Have just over two weeks, but want it there asap, because lots of folks prefer to stay in their jimmy-jams, (wouldn't want to be caught DEAD in a pair of those :( and only go into the office, once weekly...if that.

Yep, old school here :)