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One does have to wonder if this lesson is being absorbed by any female today. One must also wonder how deep the "Privilege Princess"  mentality sinks in and remains for a lifetime. Women, when they are young, have a pick of the crop available. They decide who and when they will match up and from the sound of it, check any "men's site" you like, you will see the claim that women in their gross stupidity are only interested in cheap thrills and hanging out with thugs and associated male malcontents. Black females are a prime example as they spawn as single mothers at a level of 70%. One must ask whether or not they are capable of being capable to select an appropriate partner at that age, under 30 that is..
Women are simply angry that they cannot get a man when they only bring liabilities to the table.Which is why they go "overt feminist" as opposed to "covert feminist"(keeping quiet and taking all the benefits of feminism without giving back or really supporting equality).Feminism has only ever had 2 real social goals:1. Unlimited sexual license for women to cockhop and restrict the choices of men through relational aggression, which is demonstrated by2. Making it difficult or impossible for older men to be involved with younger women, since the cockhopping oldies of step (1) need a cohort of sex-starved men to pay for them or be grateful for their company. 

Endless comments, statements from eligible bachelors constantly point out that even though they are financially secure, own their own home, earn a decent income (over 50K + per year), they have endless problems attracting women their own age and only to see them latching onto tattooed thugs that treat them like garbage. One does wonder why those same guys get a little bitter when they reach their thirties and those same women are now given them the attention they never had before..

Then we have the situation where women are complaining that ALL the good men are gone. That heading has surfaced so often as to make it a joke. Women ignore and shun those same guys they want later on in life, when it's too late. The lads in turn search for younger versions without the baggage, without the kids from different dudes, their elevated debt levels and the attitude from hanging around disagreeable members of society plus they partake in the insane male bashing that feminists enjoy wallowing in..

The quality of females has deteriorated to such a degree, the harpy level has surfaced that much, that articles are now printed demanding that men "man up" and marry these malcontents like it's a favourable and realistic option. Nothing is ever stated about the deteriorated, obnoxious level that women have lowered themselves to, zero criticism is aimed at those who are basically responsible for their own misery and self induced suffering. It really is pathetic. The single men at marrying age have already witnessed the actions and deeds of modern women and have decided that it just isn't worth the trouble. They are quite happy latching onto the occasional female for a short term relationship but marriage is totally out of the question..

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Susan Broom, 48, says she has given up on online dating because men her age wouldn't contact her. When a divorced woman on "the wrong side of 45 with a brace of kids" began to write about her experiences of being single last week, she opened her blog with the extraordinary statement that she was in "relationship no man's land", condemned to be alone for the rest of her life.

"I am," she wrote, "a plankton on the food chain of sexuality and the prospect of a relationship."

It is hilariously ironic. Women have been playing their own game and demand that everyone play along, but now they find that not everyone is interested in their version of marriage roulette.

They are left staring at the wall and investing in cats as company, wondering where it all went wrong. It is a shame that it takes a lifetime to comprehend their own stupidity. Shame..

I wonder if the next generation of women are going to wake up to that or not. From what I have seen, it does not look good..
Macmillan, 49, has set up toyboywarehouse.*. Younger men are nowadays desperate to meet older women, she claims, and she has more men than women looking for love on her site.
Meanwhile they continue their cock-hopping ways and promote that as some alternative lifestyle. The younger guys are shagging themselves silly with their mother figure, who thinks it's love, and those lads usually toss the relationship after a few years as she gets older. It has been shown that younger guys will actually shorten the lifespan of older women and even that does not deter them..

The irony just does not hit home..

Desperation reaches it's own level of assurance..

The agonising and handwringing continues as we have feminism to thank for their meddling and the misery that it has caused. There is always a price to pay and from the look of it, it will be a long time in operation..

What I do find hard in my 40s though is the isolation from my peers because I wasn’t able to have children…In The Observer article McVeigh quotes Susan Broom (48) who says that: “Last year I had a partner for about nine months or so, and during that time I noticed how I got invited to dinner parties again.”
This female gives talks about the subject for shitsake. Wearing one's own stupidity is obviously a topic of conversation..



One does have to wonder why a psychologist would be incapable of discussing any issue with their partner. What is that learning and training all about. It would appear that some questions need to be asked about that particular practise and whether or not it does actually help or hinder any individual involved in it's practise or with it's treatment process..

I have quite a few friends who are or have been involved in that discipline and I am quite certain they are neither impressed by this woman's actions or surprised that the discipline she has "practised" did not help her own situation in any way. But then again, we are looking at a false rape claim, self mutilation and abuse. One must also wonder how many more people were affected by this so called professional. I cannot say that I have ever witnessed this type of action from any male although I do believe that the survival rate in that discipline is rather poor as well..



Prison psychologist faked rape: police

AP, The West AustralianDecember 10, 2011, 12:22 pm
A California state prison psychologist has been charged with faking her own rape in an unsuccessful bid to persuade her husband to move to a safer neighbourhood, authorities say.
Laurie Ann Martinez conspired with a friend to create the appearance that she was beaten, robbed and raped in her Sacramento home in April, according to conspiracy charges filed by the Sacramento County district attorney.
Investigators say she split her own lip with a pin, scraped her knuckles with sandpaper and had her friend punch her in the face with boxing gloves they bought for that purpose.
She ripped open her blouse to expose her breasts, wet her pants to give the appearance she had been knocked unconscious, and was crying hysterically when police arrived, according to court papers.
Martinez, 36, a psychologist for the California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation, told police she had come home that day to find a stranger in her kitchen.
"As she tried to run away, the suspect grabbed her and hit her in the face," court records say in describing what she told police.
"She lost consciousness and then when she awoke she found her pants and underwear pulled down to her ankles."
Missing from her home were two laptop computers, Martinez's purse, an Xbox video game console, a camera and numerous credit cards that Martinez said the stranger had stolen.
In reality, the items were all at the home of her friend, Nicole April Snyder, authorities allege.
Martinez, her friend and two co-workers eventually told police the whole thing was an elaborate setup to convince Martinez's husband, David, that they needed to move.
It didn't work. Instead, the couple filed for divorce in May, six weeks after the April 10 incident at the home they shared, according to court records.
Martinez was arrested on Monday and freed on $50,000 bond. Snyder, 33, is charged with the same conspiracy counts.
If convicted of conspiracy, each woman faces up to three years in prison, Orio said.
Police detectives and crime scene investigators spent hundreds of hours on the case, said Sacramento police Sgt Andrew Pettit, until one of Martinez's prison co-workers came forward to say Martinez had been talking at work about faking a crime at her home to persuade her husband to move.

I can remember some years ago reading an article about a lesbian community in one of the country towns in New South Wales in Aus. where they would, if they wanted to get pregnant, leave their community and go to the nearest town and find some sucker to screw in order to get themselves pregnant. These rabid females not only wanted to spread their poison via "growth" in their population (males excepted ofcourse) but did not care who the sperm donor was, they just collected it to impregnate themselves with. I won't go into the child support hell involved. Besides it being a fact that one does have to determine that a future partner with whom to bear children with is not some escaped psycho or has spent most of it's life in prison or the psychiatric ward then something along the lines of a relationship would be required to determine that that person is not some lunatic. When one does not even bother to meet and greet, take a look into the eyes or even converse with a prospective mate than what will you actually end up with..

It is quite true that sperm donaters can and do come from all walks of life but do you really believe that you are not playing Russian roulette with your offspring's life by not knowing first hand who that person is or what their background is!
Now one has to wonder what else passes via the DNA besides diseases and malfunctioning mental disorders. What type of human being are you actually raising ?


Sperm

Who’s my daddy?

Thousands of children a year are conceived through sperm donation banks to single lesbian or heterosexual mothers and this is the question these children will inevitably ask.  They always felt “outside” and as they become young adults they’re certain something’s wrong.  As hard as the gears of the feminist propaganda machine may turn to try and convince society that fathers really don’t matter, it seems that they do in a most profound way to the children of the paper cup.
“Mother?”
“Yes sweetheart”
“Who was my father?”
“You don’t have a father. You have a donor.”
“What’s a donor?”
“He’s a man who gave his sperm to a bank so mommy could bring you into the world.”
“What was he like?”
“His donation profile form said he was handsome, intelligent and athletic.”
“Can I hug the donation form?”
Many children who were conceived through sperm donation have a burning desire to meet and form a relationship with their biological father and they’re starting to do it.  Shocking, I know, that when these women decided to ante up the few hundred dollars it cost to buy some guy’s ejaculated DNA who they never even met let alone had sex with, they didn’t anticipate that it would matter to the child.  After all, weren’t we told “all that really matters is the mother”?  Isn’t the role of the father, besides sperm donor, rather superfluous?
Whenever we attempt any kind of social engineering there always seems to be these pesky little unintended consequences that arise.  Where one problem is solved more are created that need to be solved.  One such problem solver is Wendy Kramer, a single mom, who started a popular website for children who want to connect with their father, and his other children.  From her website:
“The Donor Sibling Registry (DSR) was created in September 2000 by Wendy Kramer and her son Ryan. Certain that other donor offspring would have the same curiosity as Ryan about his genetic origins – yet also knowing that sadly, no public outlet existed for mutual consent contact between people born from anonymous sperm donation, this site was started as the logical next step to making those connections.”
Ms. Kramer has access to a data base of sperm donors throughout the world that when the children of these men inquire she’ll tell them not only who their daddy is, but they can learn all about and even meet their half-siblings.  Amazingly to social engineers, she’s a very busy woman with a very busy website.  After all who cares about some man’s sperm?
I’m Your Daddy
Funny thing, no one ever really bothered to ask who these men were that willingly relinquished their DNA so that hundreds of strange women would bore their progeny.  Sperm is just sperm right?  You select your “product” from the profile of an individual who seems reasonable.  He might even be your soul mate on paper; tall, blond hair and blue eyes with a penchant for the arts.  You buy him, I’m sorry his” bodily fluid,” online, they FedEx it to your house just in time for ovulation, you go legs up with Mr. Turkey Baster and wait.  (A “Love Child” this is not.)  Nine months later, glory be it’s a miracle!  You have in your possession your very own designer baby and you didn’t even need a bothersome man to be around.  It’s almost perfect.
The typical profile for a sperm donor, otherwise known as “the father of your child,” is that of a man down on his luck and in need of some quick cash.  Being a handsome, well educated athletic specimen is atypical or not the norm; but the sperm bank doesn’t tell you that.  And to offer sperm from a premium specimen it’ll take a premium price; we all know how women love to shop for bargains.
In an Independent Lens documentary, “Donor Unknown,” an in-depth look is taken at a group of siblings in search of each other and their father, known only as Donor 150.  Through the donor sibling registry they find not only that he’s an actual man named Jeffrey Harrison, but they have at least a dozen actual biological brothers and sisters, that they know of.  It’s a quirky mixture of elation and trepidation as they meet him and each other.  They have an irresistible urge to KNOW their real family, not the pretend one feminists say is just as good.
As it turns out Jeffrey is a rather Bohemian vagabond living in an RV with his dogs and a pigeon on Venice Beach, California.  By now a 50 year old beach bum with all the ambition a beach bum good ever be expected to muster, when his sperm conceived his children he was a struggling actor.  He even admits at one point ejaculating into a small vile was his regular job.  At $50 a shot as many as four times a week he “made enough to pay rent for 8 years”.  He’s your daddy!
Defying all tenets of “social conditioning” the half-siblings of Jeffrey’s fatherhood found themselves connecting, well, like siblings!  Oddly they not only had shared many of the same physical characteristics and traits, but also shared an affinity for spiritual pursuits, music and other things particular to Donor 150.  They were now blessed to know who their father was and who his family was.  They were blessed to be able to satiate a long and previously unfulfilled desire to know the origins of their other half as humans.  They were blessed to know their father, such as he was.  Not all children can say that these days.
It Takes a Sperm Bank…
…to raise a child, or at least allow a woman to go father shopping without the pesky MAN part, for the hopes of producing her dream designer human.  And as for Jeffrey, if spreading your DNA among as many cows of the herd as any buck could ever hope for is a sign of alpha maleness, having fathered perhaps thousands of children, he’s an evolutionary biological winner.  He’s at one with our gene pool, a harem without the “hare”.
If this creeps you out in the least little bit, it probably should.  While “Donor Unknown” strains to paint a story of triumph and jubilation, the under current is one of melancholy and lacking a certain wholeness of spirit, (Jeffrey refers to his children as his “new friends”).  “What’s the importance of a father? What’s the meaning of a father?  What’s the absence of a father imply?” — asks one of the lesbian mothers of one of Jeffrey’s sons, “We were concerned about that.”
The fact that so many young adults are so innately driven to connect with what was once only to their mothers a donor form and vile in a FedEx package, should provide the answer to anyone’s “concern”.  It’s not hip and cool to consciously raise a child without a father.  It’s irresponsible and troubling.
Footnote: I realize there are heterosexual couples with infertile males that may make use of sperm banks as well as egg banks for infertile females.  This is not about them as they’re in the minority of donor parents.
https://www.donorsiblingregistry.com/
http://www.donorunknown.com/film-home
http://www.cryobank.com/


Written by keyster

AVfM Site..

The craving for a baby that drives women to the ultimate deception


Ahhh!, Liz Jones. You would remember Liz Jones as being another one of those feminist Male Bashers from way back. You know the type, all men are bastards, all men are useless and all men should be castrated as nothing really justifies their existance. Just the usual and standard ranting we come to expect from those male haters and it's the same thing we still hear today. Feminists have that hate message down pat, they wallow in it as well as sprouting it daily..

I wonder if they will ever really comprehend that fact or whether their psychotic condition disallows any knowledge..

Liz has made the usual confession that feminists make when they reach forty, okay, some are way too thick or way too disillusioned to do that, I agree. But it does actually confess a few simple illegal actions she has undertaken in order to get pregnant as she felt it to be her "RIGHT" to be in that condition regardless of the decision her partners have already taken. Bearing in mind that any male co-existing with a feminist is definately far removed from manhood as one could get. In order to be involved with any feminist, one would have to remove his testicles and place them in her handbag before even considering any level of co-habitation. An effort fraught with endless penis comparisons and endless fighting over the mundane duties that one would have to do if one was living on their own. A much better option, then again, who would bother with a feminist anyway ?..

Back to the liar and swindler Jones.
Jones Confession - Anyone who meets me, or reads what I write, would think I don’t like children and never wanted to be a mother. Indeed, for most of my adult life, having a child was the furthest thing from my mind. I wanted a career, freedom, a nice house and to keep my figure. 
As a feminist, I looked down on mumsy types. But when I was in my late 30s, I decided that if I didn’t get pregnant soon then it might never happen. I had also reached a point in my life where I wanted to settle down with a man, and though my boyfriend at that time was wildly unsuitable, I thought that I could change him.
Yes, the looking down on Mumsy types is well documented here and it also clears up the fact that the feminasty movement hated that "Mumsy" type with a passion and would, if they could have, utterly destroyed it via doctrinal necessity but realised that the Mumsy types told em. what they could do with their attitude. Feminists backed off and made those Mumsy types their occasional hero and claimed the tag of "Supermom" in that process which has as much reality as their pending next therapy appointment..

Back to the sperm stealer and desperate housewife..
The ‘theft’ itself was alarmingly easy to carry out. One night, after sex, I took the used condom and, in the privacy of the bathroom, I did what I had to do.
Yep, sperm stealer and justifier..
I don’t understand why more men aren’t wise to this risk
 We are waking up to the deviousness of the female brain and also the plain catatonic behaviour of feminists, don't you worry..

Oh, it get better..
That’s why I believe men should be much more wary. Too many of them underestimate women; too many of them muddle along, swept up in the beady-eyed focus of the prospective middle-aged mum.And the lengths these women are willing to go to make my half-baked attempts seem amateur. One tells me she used secret hormone injections to make herself more fertile; another uses a clandestine ovulating chart kept in the tea towel drawer (a place she knows her husband never looks in).I spoke to another friend over the summer who told me she was trying to get pregnant with her fiancĂ©. She said: ‘I really want a year off work. I might even go part-time after that, maybe two days a week. He will just have to work harder.’
This would have the best advertisement as to why men should not marry but should avoid these lunatic women altogether. Have look at what it is they do. Check out how desperate they get and how much they really don't give a shit about your opinion or input or how they take you for granted. It is past unreasonable, past illogical, it is pure malice in the first degree and self interest everywhere else..


You, as far as they are concerned, you're just a sperm bank and an ATM who will eventually just pay for the ride of his life. A life that these women are determined to destroy purely for their own selfish reasons and interests. Are you not glad you have MRA's in this world to wizen you up to the behaviour and methodology that women have been using since time immemorial to trap and sap the life out of you for any and at every opportunity. We have arsewipes like Bill Bennett determined that you are shamed into forming a relationship with this maniacal, toxic and irrelevant human being who survives solely for screwing up your life..
It's just another example about how feminists have really no idea what it is they are doing and demonstrating once again what guinea pigs you really are. How many times do we have to have another one of these feminists explain it all before you actually understand that their doctrine is just some fantastic joke and their experiment has been proven to have failed..

Jones is just another part of the feminist fodder, collateral damage, no one gives a damn about..

Yes, we know..
Unless you have lived on the planet Zog for the better part of your life you would have noticed how the mating game has changed. Changed to such a degree that the desperation of the opposite sex is plainly and clearly demonstrated via endless moaning and whining about their failed efforts as they refuse to adjust to being reasonable and also the desperation demonstrated by older women chasing younger lads which works a treat apparently for at least six months and it's time to move on and it's mostly the lads who has had enough. Who wants to live with mother, right.,

Females have been informed, nee brainwashed into thinking that men are that desperate to find a partner and they are the only option as far as they can see. It fails to cross their minds that Men have been released from that duty and now have a few extra option they never had before, the main one is to be single and going your own way without the threat of state or judicial interference. To a fair amount, this appears to be a viable option as the word spreads that the shackles no longer have to be fastened and a lifetime of servitude can be avoided as well as the reaming one receives via the courts when the "till death do us part" princess decides times up and it's pay up time..

Men have until recently as in the past assumed that women were what they used to be, a caring and sharing individual who life blossomed when children played at her feet and the picket fence just received a fresh coat of paint. They have been told otherwise by a bunch of lying harpies and lesbians whose intent was to destroy that partnership regardless of the damage caused and women have swallowed it whole as it came with the promise that their lifestyle would improve as they would no longer have to do the dishes and change nappies. Conned and lied to, they now have new realisation to face up to, it's all changed and the sun don't shine from their anatomy anymore..

Poor things really, they have a major education coming but prefer to just keep their heads in the sand as long as they can, their astrologist did not advise them.. 

Meanwhile, by the way of an example " New Zealand has 50,000 unmarried bachelors (ave.Income 60,000) compared to 25,000 of the same in the female population(income unknown). Even that ratio is not tempting enough to even consider tying the knot. Men today are sick to death of the selfish, self serving attitude of today's females and they are now witnessing that inevitable rejection..
Dalrock describes how courtship has changed in the last 50 years, resulting in women ratcheting up their standards to ridiculous levels, making the search very costly for men:
Women traditionally were able to bask in the courtship process because they were the center of attention and men bore the financial, emotional, and social costs of the selection process.  What men typically find grueling women find delightful.  However, in cultures with traditional courtship men perceive the rewards to be high (lifetime commitment).  In addition, in such cultures the risks are moderated by rules of decorum and formal and informal pressure on the woman to minimize the number of men she allows to court her. While the average woman might wish to be courted by 50 men, the average man is in no position to bear the expense of courting 50 women in order to find a wife.
Ever since the beginning of the sexual revolution women have perceived the incentive to prolong courtship in one way or another.  The old rules no longer restricted them from extending the courtship period or required them to keep their lifetime commitment, and many men initially continued to play by the old set of rules.  This is at the very heart of choice addiction
 Screwed either Way..

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I might do you for money. Desperation is setting in as potential admirers or boyfriends are becoming a little thin on the ground..
Some may indeed find on the odd occasion that truth can be stranger than fiction and here is a typical example. The example is one of honesty and plainly stating a position that you are expected to repair in exchange for services provided. The contract however does not detail what the person will receive in return for his investment and that is unfortunately a problem as it does indicate how many fall for this type of contract without working on the final "What's in it for me" clause and that clause is inferred rather then stated, which makes it variable for the person to use anyway she sees fit..

It's that age old question of equity and it's application always looses interpretation when it's presented as the guidelines were fudged to begin with. Expectation levels differ between people, one would expect a truck load when ordering a load of soil but when it arrives it's only a trailer load. See, interpretation, that can be fixed if one quantified it before delivery..

This explanation is probably as clear as mud but the point I am trying to get at is this..

PP has offered certain services in return for payment of bills/clothing/holidays/booze/partying etc.. So we have the "sweetener" first, the bait so to speak, with the demand for cash up front..

But I am a young attractive 22 year old in need of some male guidance and help financially.
And ofcourse one cannot go further without tossing in the appropriate contradictory disclaimer next, a sort of lie within a lie. But it makes her feel good, so -
Okay well first thing is that I'm not a prostitute
Well, gee, I am so glad you straightened that out right from the start, I was getting worried..
Apparently wrong again feminist, wrong once more..
I recently was laid off since my company did not renew their contract and I'm caught at a cross roads in my life. I love to get dressed up and go out to have fun or even just lounge around enjoying each others company inside on lazy days. I have bills and I have drreams of things I want to do in life but I can't acieve them on my own right now. I'm looking for a man who can give me a monthly allowance to take care of expenses and other bills, and also I want to spend time with quality people who enjoy my company. I have champagne taste and beer money is what my mother always told me; but I've had a job ever since I was 15 and now I just want the chance to be spoiled, is that too much to ask? 
 I did once upon a time ask a female who was trying to decide whether or not she should stay in a relationship and how could she determine that. I asked her if she knew about the "3 Red Flags and you are out" scenario and stated she had no clue. I explained that it was used as a mechanism when issues in a relationship  required you to change your moral compass, that would be a reasonable short explanation I think. She responded she had..

Now have a look at the wishes of the above female and ask yourself the same question. What does this female say in her letter that I could not live with or tolerate..

1. No Job..
2. Party Girl..
3. Lazy/no ambition..
4. Demanding..
5. Money waster..
6. Vain..
7. Selfish..
8. Entitled..

Now, one only has to select 3 of those issues in order to toss it to the curb or better still. Go fishing. Now to be fair, let's have a look at her advantages as we have (small) visuals..


It's the best shot I could get but needless to say, it's cute as hell and a fine body to boot. But those two assets do not unfortunately erase the eight negatives, so it's bye, bye time..
Here is the rest of the message, at least she was honest about what she wanted which is better than what most females forget to tell you even though it is their aim to do exactly the same thing..
Okay well first thing is that I'm not a prostitute- to whom it may concern. :) But I am a young attractive 22 year old in need of some male guidance and help financially. I recently was laid off since my company did not renew their contract and I'm caught at a cross roads in my life. I love to get dressed up and go out to have fun or even just lounge around enjoying eachothers company inside on lazy days. I have bills and I have drreams of things I want to do in life but I can't acieve them on my own right now. I'm looking for a man who can give me a monthly allowance to take care of expenses and other bills, and also I want to spend time with quality people who enjoy my company. I have champagne taste and beer money is what my mother always told me; but I've had a job ever since I was 15 and now I just want the chance to be spoiled, is that too much to ask? :) My father left early on in my life, so I'm not kidding when I say it would be nice to have an educated, respectful male figure in my life. I sent you 3 pics, hope that's good enough. Would love to work something out ASAP;