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If women left the workforce: 1. Marriage would be common again. 2. Marriages would be stronger. 3. Divorce would be lower. 4. Children would be wanted. 5. Children would be raised by their own mothers. 6. More jobs for men with higher wages. 7. Crime would be lower. 8. Families would eat healthier. 9. Mental health issues would plummet. 10. More men in leadership positions. 11. More community and help for women. 12. Women would be more fertile, have less miscarriages, and healthier due to less stress. 13. Birth rates would rise. 14. Stronger families, churches, and nations.

i will never test my IQ, i will never measure my testosterone levels, i will never get DNA tested. I am 160+ 1488 ng/dL 110% agarthan blood until proven otherwise

If you sat down to do an honest, undistracted, and accurate appraisal of your life: what your dreams were, your current trajectory, where you actually are right now Many of you would panic. The most necessary panic of your entire life. You'd finally have no choice but to act.

Guys we can never let a holocaust happen again. What we should do is: Flood Israel with third world immigrants. Inflate the cost of living so their citizens can't afford kids. Outsource their workforce to lower wages and quality of life. No more kids. Take away all their benefits. Force them to fight our wars for us using their own money. Make them give us money for our own defense/benefits. Buy their politicians to do America's bidding at every turn. Force them to make 3rd world immigrants control their government and largest companies. Call them racists for noticing.

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You, a woman, are to be locked in a room with someone for 24 hours. Which is better: - a random male you personally know - a random male illegal immigrant Careful! Before you answer, consider this: “rape and violence are more likely to happen from someone you personally know”

The shortest horror story of all time is made up of just 2 words: "Brown grandkids"

Highly educated women keep telling me, at the end of conversations about society, “Why do you care about what’s true?” It must have happened a dozen times by now. This has been the single most blackpilling thing I’ve ever had to grapple with

Self hatred is just narcissism wearing a cheap disguise. You think your failures are uniquely catastrophic, your awkwardness is unprecedented, your face is the most embarrassing anyone has ever seen. That is not humility. Humility means thinking about yourself less, not thinking worse of yourself. What you are doing is inverted grandiosity. It could be said the same about self pity too. It is just narcissism disguised as depth. It feels deep but it is mostly entitlement in a sad mask. You tell yourself you expect nothing, that you are worthless, yet the theatrical despair betrays a quiet demand. You want someone to disagree. You want the universe to finally acknowledge your hidden value. It is not that your pain is fake. It is that ordinary discomfort feels unbearable when you have no other way to feel special. The daily frictions of life a rude email, a canceled plan, a mild embarrassment are not enough. So you upgrade them to tragedies. You need a storyline with real weight because a storyline with no weight would reveal the terrifying possibility that you are just another person having a normal Tuesday. That is the deeper narcissism. You would rather be a tragic hero than a nobody. You would rather be broken in a unique and beautiful way than admit that your problems are mostly the same boring problems everyone has. Self hatred becomes the costume you wear to avoid the plain face of ordinary life. And the joke is that ordinary life, with all its small annoyances and small joys, is where actual peace lives. But you cannot get there as long as you need your suffering to be special. The hard truth is that pain is ordinary and no one is coming to certify your suffering as specially tragic. The real distinction is between wanting to take responsibility and wanting to be the reason. Taking responsibility fixes what you broke and moves on. Wanting to be the reason clings to guilt like a trophy because being the cause means you still matter. That is the trap. Your self hatred is not a moral position. It is just another way of keeping yourself at the center of every story.

Should I press the vril switch in my Volvo

It used to be that marriage was the starting point. Two people came together with almost nothing but each other, and they built everything side by side: careers, homes, families, dreams. The process of building wasn’t just something practical, it was bonding. It forged loyalty. It required sacrifice. It taught interdependence. Today, we’re told to have it all before we marry. A stable career. A house. A good savings account. independence. But by the time two people finally come together, they’ve spent years learning how to do life alone, how to protect themselves, prioritize themselves, rely only on themselves, and somehow we wonder why it’s so hard to build a life with someone? Marriage is no longer a beginning. It’s an accessory to an already-built life, but two self-contained, self-sufficient lives do not easily merge. There is no “ours”, now there is only “yours” and “mine.” Individualism didn’t just redefine marriage. Individualism is its death.

I walk a lot

im prepared, i dont give a fuck, i dont have a lot of money, i live in a jr 1 bedroom apartment, i have a fake job, my tax dollars all go to criminals from third world countries, there are schizo homeless everywhere, everything is expensive as fuck, all the houses are overvalued, texas is full of indians, my hometown is majority latino, the food is fake, the government is being run from tel aviv, the only way to make money is online prostitution, all cars suck, you cant get a decent meal anywhere, the pussy has been paywalled, analytics ruined sports, they dont make good movies anymore, the internet is just various forms of linkedin, video games suck, the quality of everything is terrible, books suck, minorities are constantly on speaker phone, the TSA lines are long, everywhere smells like weed, women bring their dogs everywhere, the garlic isnt as strong as it used to be, everywhere is flooded with LED lights... and on top of all of that, everyday i have to hear some SILICON VALLEY FAGGOT write SPOOKY CAPESHIT about "the dangers of AI" like i have ANYTHING TO LOSE

Oubaitori (桜梅桃李): In Japanese philosophy, the idea that people, like flowers, bloom in their own time and in their individual ways.

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go back my boy or the next thing you do will be installing Microsoft Teams

今まで撮影した中で最高に幻想的だった電線風景です。

日本の友達の皆さん、こんにちは

@jerem071 T’aurais pu lui donner du blanc pour commencer, la pauvre

Pour ses 17 ans , je paye un verre de rouge à ma fille aînée, elle n'a jamais bu d'alcool alors que moi j'étais saoul à 13 ans 🫪 Ça part sur un Bourgogne de 2021