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I hope you don't mind me getting all biblical on you, I am a Christian after all.  And I think I have a story that applies to everyone, and when you are finished with this blog will find something of value in it.  It is the story of blind Bartimaeus; Matthew 10:46-51 (New Living Translation) 46   Then they reached Jericho, and as Jesus and his disciples left town, a large crowd followed him. A blind beggar named Bartimaeus (son of Timaeus) was sitting beside the road. 47   When Bartimaeus heard that Jesus of Nazareth was nearby, he began to shout, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!”   48   “Be quiet!” many of the people yelled at him. But he only shouted louder, “Son of David, have mercy on me!”   49   When Jesus heard him, he stopped and said, “Tell him to come here.” So they called the blind man. “Cheer up,” they said. “Come on, he’s calling you!” 50  Bartimaeus threw aside his coat, jumped up, and came to Jesus. ...

If there is one thing men are getting completely, totally, unexcusably wrong, it is in blaming our current dire straits on feminism and women.  With that statement I want to be crystal clear; I am in no way minimizing the damage feminism is causing in the destruction in our civilization.  I am also not saying that men are doing something horribly bad that they deserve to be crushed under all this Leftist nonsense. But that does not allow us to ignore the history of how the current situation evolved.  Truth is our fathers and grandfathers are the ones who broke this.  The root of our disease started at the end of World War II.  Americans coming home at the end of the war made the horrible mistake of believing it was over - they had won, and that was the end of that.  There was little left to do, but go home and relax again.  And it's true there has been no more major wars in Europe.  The Cold War was worse for the threat of nuclear annihilation ...

When I was a little kid, we lived for a while in this house on a hill.  There was a huge parking area and a huge barn at the bottom, and mostly the driveway was grass and a little gravel.  The hill was about 12 feet high, and not steep enough to be dangerous.  It was a great place for little kids, and we would spend hours dragging our bikes and Big Wheels to the top and zooming down as fast as we could. One day, we decided we wanted to fly like a plane.  So we strapped a board to our red wagon and pulled it to the top.  We still went fast, but we had no more chances of getting off the ground than the average pig.  Being little kids, we had no idea how planes or aerodynamics worked.  I think there are a lot of areas of adult life we could make better if we really understood it better.  And I think we are really quick to make either-or demands and decisions when a little more subtlety is required.  Let's go beyond strapping a board to our wa...

I have given reasons why I am not personally MGTOW, and none of the reason has anything to do with my Christianity.  There is not a single scripture in the Bible that requires anyone to ever get married.  This is wonderful news for men like me, who has more than once been disparaged for being single.  Of course, I am learning to be graceful, and wish to embarrass no one, so I will not divulge any names that I have long forgotten anyway (I'm clearly crappy at holding grudges). Instead, I would like to share with you the story Jesus tells of a man about to be fired, who through one last act of corruption sees to his future about which Jesus says, " The master commended the dishonest manager because he had acted shrewdly.  For the people of this world are more shrewd in dealing with their own kind than are the people of the light. "  (Luke 16:1-9 NIV) So there are lots of Church traditions I don't have to follow, although most are based on the desires of most ...