Marriage and the Power of Divorce

I am not sure I understand. So in Dumar's world, marrying an older woman who has established a career is anegative?

Personally I'm saving my cherry for a doctor.

She doesn't even have to be cute. I mean you know it's more than the sum of the parts.

The Master_sl said:

I'll have to dig it up, but the CDC discovered something odd with their divorce numbers while they were tracking STDs (which also involved tracking sexual history). Women who had only had one partner were very unlikely to get divorced. For each additional partner your odds jumped by like 10%, till a brief plateau between 4-7, then continued to increase by 4-6% per partner up to 12, where it leveled off. So, yeah, the average for divorce across the population? Well known. The odds of you personally getting a divorce? Well, you can pretty easily stack the odds in your favor through good selection.

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Statistics are such a tricky business that they should never be used to make arguments outside of their context. So useful when properly contextualized. So pointless, and actually harmful, when not.

iAnus_sl said:

Statistics are such a tricky business that they should never be used to make arguments outside of their context. So useful when properly contextualized. So pointless, and actually harmful, when not.

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Not sure why you directed that at me. That was the CDC's conclusion on their own data. Women who have less sexual partners are less likely to get divorced, as compared to the average rate of divorce. Pretty straight forward. There are numerous indicators like this of how likely a divorce is, which can be translated as how like a marriage is to succeed. You should be picking from those women if you're really afraid of divorce.

Just because it was the relevant quote, and there's a pagebreak, and if I'd said it into the void it would have made even less sense than it already did.

ALSO UR DUM

The quote is always "look at what this dumbass said". But sometimes you agree with said dumbass!

Tuco_sl said:

Dumar I appreciate that you're trying to give out advice, but you, an unmarried man who isn't willing to even demonstrate some level of sexual prowess, have no credibility. Your arguments for redpill ideology are also generally flimsy and full of verbose platitudes or opinionated statements presented as fact. You've also made some very critical logical errors and are making broad and unfounded assumptions about a lifestyle you've never experienced.

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How are they 'flimsy' or full of 'verbose platitudes'? They do not contain 'critical logic errors' or are 'unfounded' in any sense whatsoever. Please let me know where this is the case. They're specific, concrete, both predictive and descriptive, and they strip away idealistic - or I would sayreligious- mental & cultural constructs (such as using 'love' to describe) to see truth for what it really is, theas isof reality regarding interpersonal relationships.

Big Phoenix_sl said:

Wouldnt Marx be in favor of women being able to women how their choose?

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Just for you my bro.

Advice time.

So, last night I had a friend who is a photographer call me and ask if I wanted to help with a Boudoir shoot. Since this would mean getting to hang out with naked girls, I was fully on board. I went to the shoot and all was well. There was some drinking involved as well, though I only had one beer, but the girls were doing shots and stuff, and one was hitting on me pretty blatantly (Sat on my lap in lingerie, grabs my arm, wraps it around herself). Well, at one point the photographer said he was cutting off drinks because people needed to drive home eventually, and this girl said "I don't need to worry about it, he's taking me home" and points at me. So yeah, I gave my friend a thumbs up and we finished the shoot. I left with the girl at 1am.

I told her to tell me how to get her house, and she said her kids were there with a babysitter, she was planning on crashing with me. I agree (I know) and go to me house. It turns out her landlord lives a couple of houses down from me, so she freaks out about me being the guy who owns the Jurassic Park truck, and we go inside.

Here's where shit takes a turn for the worse.

She is like the freakiest girl on the planet. For the next 2 hours we were fucking (I came the first time probably 30 minutes in, and she just kept fucking going until I was hard again). Now, I'm all for whatever, or so I would have said, but this girl was basically a crazy person. She bit and clawed like mad, I was like fighting her off the entire fucking time. I did not find this cute or enjoyable, she was physically hurting me. She told me to pull her hair, only she didn't want me to pull her hair like most girls do, she wanted me to attempt to pull her fucking head off via her hair. She grabbed my hand and put it around her neck, and would then squeeze my hand as I apparently wasn't going to be able to murder her on my own. She punched me several times. Pretty sure at one point she was trying to get fingers up my ass, which I managed to avoid, but still.

Look, I'm all for trying new shit and a little freakiness or whatever, but the entire time I was nervous/afraid basically. I didn't enjoy it, way too much, just not my thing. I was vocal about it, but she would just laugh or growl or some shit and keep doing it.

So, we eventually go to sleep. This morning she tries to initiate sex again, but I say I have plans and have to hurry and shit. I take her back to her car. During the ride she says "I'm going to bring my taser next time" and I laugh and say "The scary thing is I totally believe you, again, I'm not into all that pain stuff, last night was intense enough for me." and she goes "Ohhh honey, that was like a 1 on the scale of 1 to 100, you haven't seen anything yet."

She then tries to plan on when she can see me next, and I deflect that I'm super busy and we'll have to play it by ear, but for the next 4 weeks I'm pretty much out of town, etc etc., so I added her to Facebook so she could get a hold of me via messenger if she wanted. I didn't get her phone number or give her mine, but she knows where I live.

I'm now home. I pretty much do not want to see this girl ever again. She's attractive, but yeah, she's going to bite my dick off or something. So, whats the move here? I was originally going the passive "I'll just tell her I'm busy every time she tries to set something up, forever." route, but the more time I'm here at my house, the more I'm going "She's just going to show up at the front door, isn't she?". Should I send her a facebook message along the lines of "Hey, last night was great, but I just want to be open and clear so I don't waste your time or anything. I'm probably not interested in doing it again, while it was a good experience, I think we just have very different mindsets when it comes to sex, and were probably just not too compatible. I'm sorry if this is coming out of the blue, I just wanted to be upfront and clear about my feelings on this. Hope you understand."

Or what?

Of all my fucking stories here, this is the first time I'm actually nervous about the girl being an insane person. Fuck, fucking, fuck.

I'm guessing she judged your book by your cover? I'm just saying, don't have the devil horns if you don't want to attract demons. Sounds dickish, sorry about that.

So she had told a babysitter to stay home all night with her kids because she knew that she was going to meet some stranger to fuck at this photo shoot? Chick has her shit together.

She's insane.

Just tell her you are too old for this shit. And don't worry about being nice about it.

Now you know that unless onoes breaks this off next time he talks to her by whatever means necessary that he's going to take a taser to the taint. All she's looking for is some chump to play out a revenge fantasy on herself. Why would you t

Never mind. Do what medium p says. His advice is sage.

Haha onoes has a magic dick or something. Don't write that long overthought explanation. Just be busy until she gets the hint. Or beta yourself. "oh I can't I'm doing xyz this week. Is that OK with you? You aren't mad at me are you?" I've beta'd myself once when I wanted a buddy to get laid. It feels so wrong but it works

Onoes_sl said:

It turns out her landlord lives a couple of houses down from me, so she freaks out about me being the guy who owns the Jurassic Park truck, and we go inside.

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You should submit these fucking stories to Larry David. Maybe we get another season of Curb Your Enthusiasm based on your crazy life.

Onoes, ask her if she'll pee on you. It's oddly fulfilling.