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Plan B and feminism in South Korea: http://www.bbc.com/capital/story/20151218-south-koreas-next-generation-is-shunning-marriage
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well hard to blame them; marriage sucks and sucks even more for men in fact
no shame in being single, the more single women in their 20s the better shog[1].gif ....
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Originally Posted by wojt View Post

well hard to blame them; marriage sucks and sucks even more for men in fact
no shame in being single, the more single women in their 20s the better shog[1].gif ....

Well, marriage is pretty much what you make it, no? Personally, the post-marriage portion has been the best period of my life. But I know lots of folks who have awesome marriages that I respect the hell out of. Marriage only sucks more and more for men if you let somebody else define what your relationship "should" be, in which case you're probably fucked from the start no matter what.
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Well, marriage is pretty much what you make it, no? Personally, the post-marriage portion has been the best period of my life. But I know lots of folks who have awesome marriages that I respect the hell out of. Marriage only sucks more and more for men if you let somebody else define what your relationship "should" be, in which case you're probably fucked from the start no matter what.

I wasn't married but I've lived together for 6years with my ex-fiancee and it felt kind of like divorce. Luckily no kids, frankly since then my life improved in all areas besides job(that still sucks) and I really enjoyed being single. Now I'm not single have a great woman and still not 100% sure if I want to go back to serious long-term relationship.

If I understood you correctly, you are right about defining your role in relationship but that one comes with age and experience, especially when you mess up and reflect on it. Also I'd add to that fixing some errors like buying your woman too many gifts or letting her take the charge or leaving her to make decisions too often etc. "Marriage sucks more for me" I meant more in terms of financial post-divorce stuff, but again you are probably way ahead of me on this topic :P

I wouldn't say marriage is bad overall for everybody, but that for some people including myself it might not be the best option until I plan having kids at least. For some it may the best though. Anyway you plan to remarry, or was it one time thing with you?
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I wasn't married but I've lived together for 6years with my ex-fiancee and it felt kind of like divorce. Luckily no kids, frankly since then my life improved in all areas besides job(that still sucks) and I really enjoyed being single. Now I'm not single have a great woman and still not 100% sure if I want to go back to serious long-term relationship.

If I understood you correctly, you are right about defining your role in relationship but that one comes with age and experience, especially when you mess up and reflect on it. Also I'd add to that fixing some errors like buying your woman too many gifts or letting her take the charge or leaving her to make decisions too often etc. "Marriage sucks more for me" I meant more in terms of financial post-divorce stuff, but again you are probably way ahead of me on this topic :P

I wouldn't say marriage is bad overall for everybody, but that for some people including myself it might not be the best option until I plan having kids at least. For some it may the best though. Anyway you plan to remarry, or was it one time thing with you?

Definitely way ahead of you on marriage experience. And you should always defer to the pilot with the most flight experience.

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First live-in, LTR left me swearing for a few years I'd never live with a woman again. For a while my friends would talk about the "expiration stamp" on anyone I was seeing for more than a few weeks. Then one day I met this person and it was pretty much a done deal for life the first time I kissed her. It will be 19 years this September.
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I hit 19 today.
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I hit 19 today.

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I kissed a girl on the mouth once

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I kissed a girl on the mouth once

You mean you kiss raped her?
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Great Idea, Grrl: Saving Mother Earth By Recycling To Make Party Dresses For The Underprivileged

Self-described "eco-feminist", fashion blogger, and aspiring designer Penelope Haughty-Gloaterson, a Girton College, Cambridge student recently came to know firsthand the burden of unchecked privilege. "I thought it was something only white lads had," she begins. "Imagine my distress when I was accused of having it too. It's like having an STI, but everyone knows."

Whilst preparing for one of many social engagements Penelope learnt that several of her residence hall mates didn't have the vast wealth needed to purchase elegant designer dresses for the events. They wouldn't be attending. And they were quite vocal in their criticism of those who would.

"Who are these people? Where are these places without money they come from? Didn't they know about my concern about ecology? I'm certain I told everyone. It seemed so unfair. This criticism of me. Was there was no government agency to contact to provide dresses for them? Like the NHS, but for party dresses."

There wasn't.

Maggie Thatcher had seen to that in 1982.

"For several months I suffered from depression. I'd go to the pub but the drinks and camaraderie didn't bring me the same happiness as before being outed. I found shopping much less pleasurable. I had to start using cocaine and ecstasy to feel good about myself, to give myself a boost to attend class and meet friends for lunch. But then my dad saw the sums I was withdrawing and put me on a restricted allowance. Tight bastard. I needed help, but to help myself I had to help others."

Penelope's epiphany came whilst watching a documentary in class on the export of medical waste to the Philippines and other third-world countries.

"The children were playing with syringes and Ringer's solution bags. All kinds of lovely playthings they created. Very imaginative. Did I as woman have an imagination? And if so, how could I find it?"

Everyday, women concerned about ecology go off half cocked, buy menstrual cups, and give them a crack. Much to their chagrin they experience one of many problems. The cups overflow. Removing them is literally a bloody mess. Removing them also makes an embarrassingly loud noise described by many as "popping a Dom Pérignon cork." In a public lavatory it's even more traumatic: a woman must exit the stall, wash the cup and her hands in a sink, re-enter the stall, and then re-insert the cup.

"Try doing this in the bedlam of the Women's World Cup Football finals or a Beyoncé concert," says feminist writer Charlotte Proudman.

Humiliated women soon toss the bleedin' things into the rubbish where they make their way to landfills to sit for thousands of years. Two more failures to make women feel bad about themselves.

"I saw the Filipino children with the menstrual cups, spinning them like tops. It seemed like such a waste to use them as simple playthings. Then I found my imagination."

Penelope chatted with her academic advisor and mates and discovered they had dozens of these unwanted cups. But two dozen wasn't enough. She decided to launch an appeal to the wider university community.

"I launched an appeal."

Soon her post box was filled with menstrual cups. And word of her appeal went viral.

"Now I had thousands of the things. Even a parcel with a Philippine postmark was delivered."

She contacted local fashion designer Julian Talbot-Hague, well known for his latex bondage suits favoured by Cambridge dons, and together they sketched a few designs and cut the patterns.

"Julian is brilliant," says Penelope.

And Julian is equally complimentary: "She's brilliant. A real inspiration. I'm inspired thinking about Penelope's brilliance presently. Who else but Penelope would have seen that menstrual cups are an excellent material for party dresses?"

Girton College's underprivileged and also its disadvantaged queued up, measurements were taken, and Penelope supervised a team comprised of her parents' house staff who sewed together the 32 party dresses for her schoolmates.

"My parents were overseas on holiday," Penelope explains, "So I was able to marshall their staff's talents and labour to make the dreams of the underprivileged and also the disadvantaged come true. Like a lovely fairy tale, only better because a more inclusive and just society makes space for them too. It's about women helping women and women helping our Earth Mother."

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For Fuck's Sake, I Started Smiling More And My Take Home Pay Increased 875%

One of the tenets of Feminism 4.0 is: Thou shall not smile at a man. Ever.

Even when the geezer doesn't explicitly command you to "smile" in his mind he's thinking he's owed one. Self-actualised women have pre-emptively ceased all smiles to deny entitled men the satisfaction of believing they've received one. Our hard, steely gaze is also an effective way to buttress our defences against their Kilgrave-esque mind control.

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Men, like this one, are able to control women's minds

Everything went awry when I started huffing nitrous oxide at work, which I was told would help me "loosen up" and make me more comfortable with the customers.

There I was dancing around the pole to Bree Sharp's "Cheap and Evil Girl" like I do every night. Poisonously pretty.


Artist's depiction of a pole where the smile was smiled

As the punters were shouting their usual "Git yer knockers out, luv," I saw it in the mirror. A smile. And it was mine. I was gutted in the soul crushing way that only a smile can bring.

No matter how hard I tried to suppress it I couldn't wipe that smile off my face. No longer was I dancing for only me on my terms as I had done every other night. I was dancing for the male gaze; I was mind controlled.

Cheers erupted through the crowd and men rushed to the edge of the stage. Their cash-filled hands beckoned me. I was compelled to approach.

All through my set my confidence and self esteem hit new low after new low as each one of the punters' tenners was slipped into my knickers. My smile beamed brighter than ever.


Money, much like this, is a tool of male privilege used to purchase women's obedient smiles

After my set was done I rushed backstage to weep silently and count my takings. "Great set! You really made it rain," the other girls commended me as they eyed my stacks.

Yet again, another set back for women everywhere.
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You guys have cute views of women and feminism.
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Speaking of

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Speaking of


Her vageen smells-a like-a da pecorino al Tartuffo.
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