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  • No. They really don’t.

    I suspect you have had the similar experience where régime supporters automatically assume you are safe to voice their real opinion around?

    They don’t care how evil, gross, or horrible it is. These men talk about women as lesser beings. These men insist on the existence of a natural hierarchy. I’m sure a fair number of minority immigrants would hear their curated rhetoric and say “well yeah” because they had similar ideas from their previous culture. The thing they never realize is that the hierarchy is white men, then white women, then various minority rankings of men (who are seen as a threat) then minority women at the bottom.

    And that’s just the surface, because I can’t hold back the statement of “fuck right off” and keep listening how deep their opinions go. Hence why the idea of drafted wives took me by surprise.




  • My day:

    I wake up. If my son is with me that day, I get him clothes for the day, make breakfast, take meds, take him to school, come home, and login to work. The half hour before my first meeting is basically staring at a screen, wondering why I put myself through all the bullshit for $150k if it is as stressful as it gets. We accomplish nothing in the first meeting. I get reminded I have to approve stuff. Then meetings with project and product managers. I get 30-60 minutes to do anything useful. I take an hour lunch. I have more meetings. I get a call on how this or that is unsatisfactory in the development process, or the design, or architecture, nothing of which I have much say in. I spend up to two hours staring at a screen wondering what in all hell I can do to make things better for me or anyone. At the end of the day I have another meeting on random project bullshit or spend up to an hour doing something useful, like working with the designer on things we could theoretically add with ease, or do code reviews to make sure their AI-generated bullshit is at least readable and the tests pass.

    I log off. Pick my kid up from school if he’s with me that day. Make him dinner, play with him, get him to bed. On days without him I try one of my billion hobbies but fail to find joy and spend some time on video games. I go to bed. Since it’s summer and the HOA demands lawn care I gotta do that once a week. Clean, take garbage to the curb once a week. Do a few loads of laundry that week. Order groceries delivered ecause I’m too fucking exhausted from doing so little that I can’t drive there myself. Stress over finances, because even though I’m paid well, I have to pay alimony, rent, child support, whatever shit my ADHD brain determined was a good substitute for social interaction. Three more years, I tell myself. Three more years and the financial stuff will be way easier. Maybe I’ll get a house if the housing bubble collapses. I look at the news to see what horrors occurred the regime today. I look outside. I see a hornet still trying to find a spot to nest, but it still can’t figure something out. I wait until closer to sunset to go outside, I can’t stand buzzy flying things. I take a breath of fresh air.

    Pac-Mans words enter my mind:

    There’s strength in repetition. There’s strength in repetition. There’s strength in repetition.





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    And that just freaking blows my mind. I’ll admit I’m a tall blue eyed WASP male, with some success in my career, so based on their definition of outward appearances dictating good genes, I’d fall into that category of eligible bachelor that Nazi Germany had.

    But I fail to see how the wife I would get assigned would be guaranteed to be desirable. For all I know, the state would select a petite 22 year old, blonde hair blue eyed white girl but from bumbfuck middle of nowhere Kentucky who is dumber than rocks and I always have to do everything for her that isn’t cooking or baby making. That’s a fuckload of stupid, Id have nothing in common with her, we’d probably both be lonely as fuck since we’re 12 years apart.

    To me, it sounds like their eugenics movement has nothing to do with a master race, and more so with a bunch of men that lack self-awareness and desire an animated sex doll.


  • That men should be given a wife by the state

    Ok so while I joke about this subtext in the whole thing - if they actually want that, how the fuck do they expect that to work?

    Historically the closest thing to “being given a wife” was a dowry, which in my mind is a stupid term made up for a family selling their daughter.


  • Yeah. I’ve been screened. That one gives me between 20-24 depending on a couple of the middle of the road answers. There’s another one that’s much longer that highlights the ADHD and general anxiety traits, but the two categories ASD rates high on are low scores.

    I mean I get it. I’m an engineer, I overanalyze the shit out of everything, I’m anxious socially, I get bored as shit easily, I’m terrified of effort yielding no results. It’s paradoxical in my head: I am lonely, crave social interaction, but I’m so terrified of it I avoid opportunities as much as possible.




  • Look man

    Y’all know far too much for this. I’m 34, my ex cheated on me 5 years (or 6 idk, I lost track) and have gotten laid once in that time.

    It doesn’t help i have ADHD with some weird mental thing preventing me from trying to hook up with anyone for any reason

    Wait, no, I think my ex and I did try in a pool once but when they say “pool closed” we assumed that meant cause no staff was around