You see them popping up pretty regularly in the MRM; comments about the pitfalls of western women, particularly the dark and dreaded American Woman, followed by a recommendation to find a nice “foreign” woman with which to settle down.
International vagina is a growing business, and understandably so given the temperament and relative worth of so many women in the good old U.S.A… And there are a growing number of bloggers that make a life mission of belaboring the point, and demonstrating their confusion in the process.
I’m not really coming down on them. Most of us know there is enough truth to what they are saying to make Jesus smile. But I am a little concerned with the implied idea that hypergamy isn’t a danger if you put your stock, and your cock, in a xenobride because she knows how to say, “Me love you long time,” with just enough sincerity for a bit part in a Kubrick film. Or because you are just crazy and stupid enough to believe your ambitions for a lasting traditional family will be satisfied via mail order.
Still, if you’re insistent, there are countless websites that can help you with the hookup, where women from Eastern Europe to the most remote of Southeast Asian shitholes catalog themselves row on row, like whores behind plate glass windows in Amsterdam, making their pitch for a ticket to the Promise Mall.
It has apparently threatened enough women and feminists in America that their mangina lackeys in government have been given marching orders to do something about it. Maryland is leading the way on trying to tighten restrictions on the business.
Make no mistake; legislation designed to make it difficult for men to look outside their own culture for a wife is a purely preemptive, hypergamous ploy to keep you as available fodder for American women. Besides, you might even decide to go ex-pat on them and take your future American garnished wages and future family court revenue with you to another country. These people want your money to be stolen right here at home and redistributed to good old American girls.
It’s shaping up like a competition between different crime families for who is going to shake you down.
And there is an ironic twist here. The mail order bride legislation was not furthered from any concern that American citizens might be duped by foreign nationals out of a cake made with their assets and iced with American citizenship. No, it is out of concern for those poor little wenches and what us American Male Losers might do to them once we get them over here. The mandated background checks are on us, not them.
Del. Jeannie Haddaway-Riccio, R-Talbot, said the bill would close the loopholes in current federal law and alert would-be foreign brides, who often come from poorer countries, of the criminal history of their suitors.
Did I say ironic? Make that misandric.
Of course, any legitimate needs assessment would favor a law to check out the potential bride, but as using sex and love to con men out of money isn’t illegal it would probably do little good.
Education beats legislation in matters like this. The best preventative measure we can take is providing a primer on the pitfalls of international pussy begging.
This requires an armchair analysis of men who are spanning the globe in search of someone to drain their wallets and/or break their hearts. As far as I can tell, this breaks down into three kinds of men.
First (Paul grimaces before saying it), Men Who Can’t get Laid. Yes, even in an age where women are slinging no strings tail like it was free booze on skid row, there are men who can’t manage to drum up some stinky for their twinky. How these guys even exist is completely beyond me, but they do, and their solitude and loneliness lead them to desperate measures.
This first category also includes guys who can get laid, but who lack sufficient Game to allow them to escape the kennel where it comes to how the women look. They are stuck in Butt-uglyville with no roads out of town, and the thought of life between the legs of an Andrea Dworkin lookalike makes them dangerously depressed. Nope, these guys want #1 fucky-sucky and they are going to pay to get it, often dearly so.
The next in the line of potential victims is the Disenchanted Traditionalist. This is the guy who wants a wife and a family but has seen enough of his own culture to recognize that the lotto-like odds of success are not with him. He has too many friends in post-divorce life, driving used, P.O.S. rust-buckets, spending every other weekend with disgruntled children that have grown to disrespect him, with Mamma’s steady guidance, since the divorce.
This guy’s problem is intelligence. He’s smart enough, either through observation or personal experience, to read the writing on the wall, but dumb enough to think the solution will come waltzing out of the Department of Immigration – looking like a Penthouse model and ready to cook dinner. And oh yeah, because she comes from a “traditional culture,” she won’t ever divorce him and take everything the law allows, which is pretty much everything, putting him back to square one.
Of course she won’t. Never, ever.
The third and final kind of man is one for which I actually have some measure of sympathy. I call him the Special Needs Romantic, or Ro-mantard, if you prefer. This guy’s ambitions are simple. He just wants to be loved, and he has looked around in his own environment and found it lacking. This problem is complicated and compounded by the fact that his idea of loving a woman is akin to that of a puppy whining on the back porch to be let in. He figures that a poor woman from Guatemala will be grateful enough to leave the door open for him all the time.
And she likely will till she learns about twenty words of English. And then he may find that her first complete American sentence is “I call lawyer now.”
To some degree or another, this poor schmuck also lives in the other two kinds of men, but the true Ro-mantard is a kind of psychotic purist. He cares only for loyalty and dedication; true friendship, partnership and most of all, acceptance. He craves these things so much though that he deludes himself into thinking he might be able to order them on the internet.
Of course the fundamental problem here is shared by all these men. They are not trying to escape American women; they only think they are. They are actually trying to escape hypergamy– that universal sociobiological component that drives human females to constantly extract a better standard of living from the men that walk into their paths. Love, devotion, traditional values and country of origin have nothing to do with it.
Trying to circumvent hypergamy with a mail order bride is like trying to circumvent gravity with a trampoline. Even bouncing with all their might these guys are not going to defy physics. But many of them get high and off course enough for a very hard landing.
The mail order bride industry is infested with enough scams and cons to give Bernie Madoff a run for the money. But take a look at what happens when men fall for the ruse. I make special note to the second man featured in this video. Link to video for UK.
Pity is, this guy clearly left this situation none the wiser.
There are other scams; too numerous to mention them all. There are even scam agencies that expose other agencies scams in order to appear more trustworthy.
You can see in their advertising they have a great awareness of our terrible trio of men. Check out this video, and note the carefully crafted message in it.
I hate to give them a plug here, but I am assuming the men at this forum are immune to the bullshit.
Sorry guys, but the jury came in on this one a long time ago. Mail order brides are not a way around hypergamy; they are a prime example of it. These are all women who want a better standard of living and they are willing to bunk up with a stranger, even someone whose language they don’t speak, in order to get there.
Are there good, decent, traditional minded women in Guatemala, Russia and The Phillipines? Sure there are.
Are any of them posting profiles on the internet to marry a stranger who will bring them to the U.S.?
What the hell do you think?
Honestly, how any man thinks he is going to get a traditional marriage or find love or loyalty or partnership by hiring an airmail whore is a question in need of an answer. And the closest you are going to come to an answer is to look at the parallels between traditional marriage and prostitution to begin with.
On the outside chance that this article finds its way on to the computer screen of some man contemplating this foolhardy path, let me make a couple of suggestions.
One, don’t.
Two. Yes, that means you.
Seriously, if you want sex, go read Roissy. No one is better prepared to tell you how to go about getting it, right here where it doesn’t take plane tickets, two grand and two weeks of your time to get laid. And that is if you get off light.
But, on the other hand, if you can even imagine the possibility that you are worth more than investing your life, your money and your heart in begging for pussy, then stay right here at A Voice for Men. Take the red pill and start learning about life outside the bonds of tying up everything you are in female approval.
The self-worth that will give you will attract more women than you can imagine.
And dealing with them from there, for as long as you have self-worth, will give you plenty more to learn.
