Feminism…the breakfast of champion wives

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Check out the first thing I saw when I opened my email over coffee.

How NOT to choose a husband?

According to author Suzanne Venker to find a husband all you need to do is “just be nice, cook, and have sex!”

That’s just part of the no-hassle formula Venker prescribes young women in her new advice book, How to Choose a Husband, out next week. As it turns out, being completely submissive and giving up on your dreams to marriage and motherhood is the best way to maintain a healthy relationship.

Well, now.  I know we’re not completely sold out on Venker as an “anti-feminist” around these parts, but come on now…this is good, old-fashioned marriage material.  I’m especially fond of the “you go girl” mentality commentary.

Later in the brief article written by some barely literate, self-proclaimed Yahoo Shine! feminist office-drone journalist, the authoress of the article shares this little gem:

I may be a feminist, but that fact doesn’t prevent me from believing that there are men in this world who want to be married to a smart, successful woman who has professional goals that are independent from her marriage. I also believe that there are men out there who care about other things in life than just sex.

It’s a fairly large assumption to make-that all men want a return to a 1950s mentality, when their family was completely dependent on the success of their job. And just because a marriage survives doesn’t necessarily mean it’s a happy one.

Amazing.  Really, a miserable, intact marriage is a horrible thing, indeed. Just read a few lines of comments on any manosphere blog.  But it’s advice like this gal is doling out to millions of young girls, poring over their PC this morning at office dress-up work, that is actually causing these girls to be cat ladies in their forties.

Believe me, I’ve been an office-drone, and a young woman who wanted to “pursue her professional goals” often ends up as an office drone even after years of University studies and  tens of thousands in student loans.  Yup, sitting in a cubicle, girls.  Sounds “empowering”, doesn’t it?  Not.  Trust me, most of the girls sitting in cubicles cry themselves to sleep at night, begging for a chance to just wear a beautiful white gown with little pearl buttons down the back and marrying a good man who will “take care” of them.  It’s the cry of every girl’s heart:  it’s put there by her creator, unless she is one of the very, very few called to a lifetime of celibacy.

Why fight it, girls?

In closing, the Shine! authoress states:

You could take Venker’s advice from How to Choose a Husband and live a life of submission. But why would you sell yourself short when you could marry a guy who loves you for you, when you’re prancing about in your high heels on your way to work?

There it is.  The feminist “money-shot”.  Why would YOU (you precious princess, you) sell yourSELF short to be a wife and mother (ewww!) when YOU could marry a “guy” who loves YOU for YOU?

“It’s all about YOU, Princess.”

Well, guess what?  It’s not.  “You” were created to serve and help your husband for life.  Ask most men, and they’ll tell you they, indeed, do NOT want a wife who has “professional goals” independent of her marriage.  That’s a death-blow to the marriage.  Yes, the office-drone can land a submissive and subservient feminist man who will enjoy her (for a short while)…but he will know, in the depths of his Blue Pill soul, that something is wrong with the marriage in which he finds himself suffering with his “empowered, independent, office drone professional.”

(Especially when she screeches at him at 7 p.m. to get dinner on the table because her feet are just killing her, what with wearing those heels at the office all day!)

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10 thoughts on “Feminism…the breakfast of champion wives

  1. “why would you sell yourself short when you could marry a guy who loves you for you, when you’re prancing about in your high heels on your way to work?”

    Yes, I so want to marry a woman who goes to work, in high heels, “prancing” around other men. On top of that, by the time she gets home, it’s off with the heels and makeup and nice clothes and into the dowdy sweatsuit. Let’s not even entertain the notion of what sort of prancing went on during the coffee breaks.

    • Yes, doesn’t the image of some chick “prancing” around in her heels in front of other men at work just make wedding bells ring in your head? Dear Lord. THIS is the kind of woman my daughters have to look forward to as a friend?

      True about the wardrobe change at home, as well. So very, very true. I vividly recall being a “working woman” (NOT the Nanny job) with my husband very early on, and he would just be aghast at what I would wear at home. I was so confused, thinking, “Well, gosh, it’s my day OFF! Why would I wanna’ rock my wardrobe at HOME? I wanna’ CHILL!”, and he was thinking, “My goodness, woman, you just gave your very best appearance to a bunch of nobodies at your workplace. Who are you sleeping with there, woman???”

      It was terrible.

      It is a real challenge for a woman to “come out from Babylon” and work in her husband’s home and actually view it as a JOB, where you want to look your best, and not “yoga pants and a tee shirt”. They don’t even make good-looking clothing for the job of Housewife – often, you have to sew it yourself. I don’t wanna’ wear a black tailored man-suit at home every day, you know…

      The coffee breaks? You mean the ones where she talked to everyone about her latest screw, how drunk she was last night, how much money she spent…yuck. Those coffee breaks?

      • The coffee breaks where she prances over to the copy machine, bent over and tottering on those high heels while her supervisor presses her START button.

        “It is a real challenge for a woman to “come out from Babylon” and work in her husband’s home and actually view it as a JOB, where you want to look your best, and not “yoga pants and a tee shirt”. They don’t even make good-looking clothing for the job of Housewife”

        I’d be happy if she wore a tank top and denim cutoffs. Don’t have to dress to the nines to look cute.

  2. @SongTwoEleven

    I don’t even think most men really want feminists or even career women…they just don’t see an alternative.

    Exactly. Most men now see no choice other than to ‘love’ (i.e. shack up with) a self-centred narcissist like this writer. I use the scare-quotes because such women are fundamentally unlovable — they’re hard as nails and love themselves enough for everybody anyway. They give nothing. …And as a consequence, they ultimately get nothing like a decent relationship: in the end their man will just lie through his teeth (“of course I love you for who you are, darling”), since telling the truth results in sexless humiliation — with the result that he becomes a sad drone whose only real shared pleasure with his wife is during sex (i.e. precisely the sort of man she wanted to avoid in the first place). Oh, the irony.

    …Though of course these women are wholly incapable of seeing this. (Vision being somewhat impaired when one’s head is up one’s rectum.)

    …Glad to see normal service resuming here.

    • Most men now see no choice other than to ‘love’ (i.e. shack up with) a self-centred narcissist like this writer. I use the scare-quotes because such women are fundamentally unlovable — they’re hard as nails and love themselves enough for everybody anyway. They give nothing. …And as a consequence, they ultimately get nothing like a decent relationship: in the end their man will just lie through his teeth (“of course I love you for who you are, darling”), since telling the truth results in sexless humiliation — with the result that he becomes a sad drone whose only real shared pleasure with his wife is during sex (i.e. precisely the sort of man she wanted to avoid in the first place). Oh, the irony.

      Yes, yes. I have seen marriages like this, and you know he is trying to love her, but it’s just so darned near impossible. If they have children, he stays married for the children. It’s so pathetic.

      Thanks for reading; it’s good to be back in blog. ‘puter data survived the hard drive loss (not the vid card, but the whole darned hard drive was corrupted. Four trojan programs apparently wiped it out. I want to believe that this is pure coincidence (smile).

  3. These women who write this drivel don’t know what it is to live for someone other than themselves. Now that is empty and depressing.

  4. “There it is. The feminist “money-shot”. Why would YOU (you precious princess, you) sell yourSELF short to be a wife and mother (ewww!) when YOU could marry a “guy” who loves YOU for YOU?”

    Ugh, and I’d like to ask them why am I only ME if I have professional goals? Makes me crazy. I’ve worked for “the” man instead of “my” man and it’s definitely overrated.

    • Welcome, Anna! Yes, we have become identified by what our “career” is (like men) in the modern feminist mindset. It’s no longer about a woman’s character and virtue and what she brings to the man through these, or what she will bring to him as a wife and mother. It’s “her” defined through a boring old j-o-b. Of course, traditional men don’t really want this. I don’t even think most men really want feminists or even career women…they just don’t see an alternative.

      Yes, it is overrated to submit yourself to someone other than your husband or father…and how.

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