The Queen was living with another King. But she wasn’t getting married to The New King, because that would ruin the best of both worlds. She would live with The New King; enjoying all the privileges of a new kingdom…whilst holding up The Princess like a beggar’s cup for more money than the courts had awarded her from The Old King.
However, the problem is that our culture is in complete denial of the female hypergamous detachment mechanism, (or in other words a woman´s ability to leave her partner and take advantage of him materially with little emotion or inhibition).
Once revered, respected and desired for being a wife and mother, she’s now viewed as an opportunity for sex at best, someone to be avoided at worst.
‘Two words, princess.’ The crone laughed and her voice sounded like the breaking of rotten wood. ‘Two words. “Save me.” Say those words and everyone around you will see you beset by a horrible monster.’
Watching the president’s wife on television—surrounded by fascinated press while she talks at length—the shopkeeper’s wife turned to her husband and said: ‘You’re the reason why I’m not a president’s wife.’ Watching the general’s wife on television—standing by her husband as he received accolades and medals—the shopkeeper’s wife turned to her husband and said: ‘You’re …
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 …
But he wanted to be a real boy and being real could not be given to him. He had to be bad and then choose to be good to be real. Soul is not a thing that is granted; it is a choice that is taken.
Everybody loves me. I’m beautiful and everyone tells me this, so naturally I don’t appreciate it and don’t put any effort into my relationships. I don’t have to.
I could tell by the way these kids responded to me that every one of them was a damn fine kid just bleeding for some attention, and specifically from a father.
Momma — The woman that beat the shit out of every single one of these kids, (and now I know from the daughter that I ran into, poppa, as well) now resides in a comfy condo in Florida, thanks to the life insurance poppa paid no-matter-what….and the sale of the big fucking house he bought, and God knows what else….to live out the rest of her days.
