Television is full of news about women accomplishing great things, but when you look at their children, they either do not exist or are usually not much good. Baby boomers with worthless kids palmed it off as ADD (attention deficit disorder), or ADHD (childhood attention deficit hyperactivity disorder), or, in extreme cases, ‘Autism,’ but in reality, they simply changed the labels from different types of ‘brats’ to a variety of trendier names. They figured that by changing labels, they could avoid taking the blame for their epic failure as parents.
What can you do to prevent suffering the same problem? Step one is to acquaint yourself with real child discipline, as laid out here. Step two is to learn about the myths feminists made you believe about a woman’s role in life. If you are a male, learning about these will teach you what kind of wife to look for. If you are female, it will show you about priorities concerning children.
Women today think they should look for an ideal man for themselves, to marry. Their great, great grandmothers would shake their heads in dismay. They looked for men who would make a good father for their future children. Feminists derailed that approach.
If you are a young woman, pre-family, please adjust your thinking on this. Quit looking for Mister Right and find a suitable father for the offspring you plan to have. Good looks, wealth, and social status are secondary to their ability to protect and raise children, using both affection and discipline. Regardless of his haircut, one good father is worth a hundred metro-sexual pantywaists.
Another myth feminists fabricated was the notion that women were not valuable unless they imitated men in the workforce. Long before such nonsense began appearing in communist propaganda, women were proving their worth in a thousand different ways.
To begin with, all great men in history had mothers, grandmothers, and great grandmothers. Most had wives, aunties, great aunts, sisters, daughters, sisters-in-law, daughters-in-law, mothers-in-law, nieces, and grand nieces. Many had female cousins, step-sisters, stepdaughters, granddaughters, and other female relatives and friends. Many had mistresses or girlfriends. Does anyone believe that such women did not have a massive influence on those men?
If women wanted wealth or power and had the wit and wherewithal to achieve it, it would be attained through fathers, grandfathers, uncles, brothers, husbands, sons, sons-in-law, and cousins, without compromising marriage, children, or family.
Today’s fembots achieve it through feminist laws and legislation, designed to bankrupt men and break up families. They spit on mothers of old, like the mothers of America’s Founding Fathers, each of whom would raise sons that would change the world for the better.
Such women were made of the right stuff and knew how to raise children with both love and by the rod, and to inspire them to greatness beyond the dreams of billions. The Founding Fathers’ wives were just as old fashioned and just as superb in the mothering department. Compare their education and knowledge to that of college brainwashed womyn today, for a good laugh. Look up their essays and letters online. Here is an example; Martha Washington writes to Hannah Stockton Boudinot, January 15, 1784.
My Dear Madam – Mount Vernon 15th Jan 84
Your polite and affectionate congratulatory Letter on the termination of our trobles, and the return of the General to domestic life would, under any circumstances; have been highly pleasing to me; but the value of it was particularly enhanced by the friendly terms in which you have conveyed them to us. [whole letter ]
Find a modern girl with a B.A. who can write like that. Aside from the elegant script, cleverness, grammar, and style, there is historical value, political wisdom, substance, and charm found in such letters. Oh, and troble is the obsolete spelling of trouble. Review other Founding Fathers’ wives’ correspondence to see how well-read, informed, astute, and knowledgeable they were, all without feminist indoctrination or B.A.s. These were mothers and wives who used real discipline to raise children, and who influenced politics not by wearing suits and acting manly, but by using charm and poise instead, as women have since time immemorial.
The poet William Ross Wallace praised motherhood as the dominant force for change in the world, writing the poem entitled “The Hand That Rocks the Cradle Is the Hand That Rules the World.” The Founders’ mothers, wives, and daughters had a tremendous influence on the Founders’ decision-making. Few men do not consult their wives, mothers, and daughters about important political decisions, especially when those women are highly intelligent, educated, and wise.
When a woman has children, chemicals and hormones morph her brain and body, turning her into a dynamic being with changing interests and abilities. From The Atlantic:
Even before a woman gives birth, pregnancy tinkers with the very structure of her brain, several neurologists told me. After centuries of observing behavioral changes in new mothers, scientists are only recently beginning to definitively link the way a woman acts with what’s happening in her prefrontal cortex, midbrain, parietal lobes, and elsewhere. Gray matter becomes more concentrated. Activity increases in regions that control empathy, anxiety, and social interaction. On the most basic level, these changes, prompted by a flood of hormones during pregnancy and in the postpartum period, help attract a new mother to her baby. In other words, those maternal feelings of overwhelming love, fierce protectiveness, and constant worry begin with reactions in the brain.
Through the ages, folk would describe this metamorphosis as magic, or God’s will, and would speak about it in hushed tones, and tell stories about super deeds by heroic mothers.
Let us push aside the biology and chemistry for a moment and call it magic. When a woman has such magic, it lasts long enough for her to raise a family. Grown children (adults) can testify to the value of a mother’s magical advice and care.
But what happens when a woman decides to go against nature, and hand her baby over to others to look after, while she dons a pair of pants and goes off to work in the 9 to 5 wage-earning jungle? Instead of using the sacred magic on her own offspring, she uses it on others. There she is, sitting at a desk, helping a stranger on the phone.
“Hi there Mr. Hardigan, I’m Sally, from H&T Insurance, just returning your call regarding the payout of your claim, and… yes, that’s right, Mr. Hardigan. Oh sure, that’s fine. You called to say you thought the amount was not enough, and… yes, yes, that’s right. You did? Uh-huh. Okay, though… yes, yes, uh-huh. I see. Mm-hmm. Of course, yes. I do, but… um, uh-huh. Mm-hmm. Yes, I understand, but, ah, our valuer assessed the damage at that total because he has to take the lowest figure when there is…, yes, well that is true, but, yes, okay, yes… uh-huh. You do? For one hundred thousand dollars? Who was the painter again? Flem Perting? Is that P-E-R-T-I-N-G? Okay, well, I can raise that issue with him if you like, and get back to you in about half an hour, is that okay? All right, Mr. Hardigan. You have a lovely lunch, and I’ll speak to you soon. Bye now. Oh geez, this guy is never gonna give up. [Click] Hello, Harry, it’s Sally. How are you? Fine, thank you, and how is your wife? That’s lovely. I’m sorry to bother you but can you check out that 90705 claim again? The old guy says he has a receipt that shows he paid 100 K for that abstract painting. Yes, I know. Yes, the one called ‘Cow being blown up’ – the one you said looked like someone vomited on the canvas. Maybe you can Google the painter. Flem Perting. No, not P’tang, Perting. P-E-R-T-I-N-G. What’s that? Sounds like someone using a spittoon? Heh, okay, well, I don’t know what that is, but I’ll leave it with you, kay? Thanks, Harry.”
This woman is using all her magic to help some old guy receive insurance money for his flood-destroyed abstract painting of a cow being blown up when she should be at home looking after her children! All the magic that would be going into her sons and daughters is going into an old fossil she does not know.
Each time you see a female between 21 and 35 winning medals, running marathons, playing football, making music videos, teaching, driving trucks, acting, climbing mountains, working in business, boxing, or any of the other activities women engage in nowadays, ask yourself, “Why isn’t she at home with her babies?”
Why isn’t she giving that magic to her offspring?
Every bit of motherly magic she puts into tightening her gloves, cleaning her gun, directing traffic, checking parking meters, collecting taxes, and writing Fake News is another bit of motherly magic her children miss out on.
As a young woman, you should be planning on having children and staying with them. As a young man, you should be planning on supporting a woman to do the same. Your children need a full-time mother, not some nullipara tomboy looking after old men’s insurance problems, or directing traffic.
Grandparents and swimming pools
A hundred years ago, married couples did not borrow money to buy mansions with swimming pools. They were frugal and sensible with finances and did not act like movie stars. Then advertisers started putting ostentatious ads on billboards, newspapers, and eventually TV, which changed everything.
Ignore advertisers. Never watch car ads. Forget about swimming pools.
Never mind having two cars, a double story house, a four-car garage, five bedrooms, five bathrooms, and a swimming pool. If you are on your own, have one car, a two-bedroom home, no pool, and a one-car garage. Buy a dump and do it up. Save a fortune. Start like that, and wait some years before upgrading. Quit acting like fashion idols, and consider the children. It is not about you; it is about them.
Likewise, do not insist on new furniture. Buy second-hand stuff. Live thriftily. Make sure the kids have their mother 24 hours a day and never hire baby sitters.
On the other hand, if you have an extended family, you can have a bigger house. *Grandparents are great babysitters and can teach children more effectively than school. Extended families are better for children, and you save money in many ways. They are also better for the grandparents, who would much rather be looking after their grand-kids than living in retirement homes.
*Caveat – if they are socialists or feminists forget about the extended family. Such people will fill your kids’ heads with the worst propaganda, undoing any point in having them around.
Useless kids come about when you get the above wrong. You marry a woman who has lots of ambition. She thinks about herself only, not her future children. She picked you for your looks and money; not because you would make a great father. She demands a big house with a pool and her own car so she can put on a man’s suit and work. The kids are dropped off at a childminding center that gives them drugs to keep them quiet. No discipline is used in their upbringing. They quickly become brats of the worst kind, so you call them victims of ADD, ADHD, or Autism. That allows you to blame Fate for the creatures you drag around with you, who are a constant embarrassment. As they scream their lungs out and pull tablecloths off tables, you say to waiters, “Um, sorry about that, they’re autistic.”
When that label is outdated, doctors will invent a new one. As your kids throw chairs into the Koi pond, you’ll tell the waiter, “Sorry, they’re VIBED.”
“VIBED?” he’ll reply. “What’s that?”
“Very Intelligent but Emotionally Distraught,” you’ll smile.
The waiter will roll his eyes and mutter, “Another brat; another label.”
“What was that?” you’ll ask.
“I said I’ll clean your table,” the waiter will fib, wrestling his napkin away from your youngest son.
You might ask, “If doctors and scientists say it’s a real medical condition, it must be,” but you forget that doctors and scientists have kids too. They also would like a ‘condition’ they can blame their terrible parenting on. Scientists will now say anything for a buck, especially those who are funded by governments. Tens of thousands of cowardly scientists endorsed man-made global warming rather than turn down government grants, so their word is no longer trustworthy.
Before you marry, sit down and thrash out an agreement with your girlfriend. She must agree to be a mother, and her work will include:
- Having babies
- Feeding, cleaning, and looking after the children
- Cleaning the home
- Cooking the meals
- Washing dishes and clothes
- Ironing clothes
- Educating the kids
- Disciplining the kids
- Some gardening
- Cleaning outside
As a father, you will do all the things men do. Your duties will include:
- Earning a wage
- Paying bills
- Providing a home, food, and clothes
- Buying, running and maintaining a car
- Disciplining and educating children
- Renovating and fixing home to improve its value
- Painting, plumbing, digging, roof work, and mechanical work on the car
- Digging trenches, mixing and laying concrete, plaster-work
- Electrical utilities, fixing roof tiles, felling & pruning trees, building walls
- Demolishing, moving boulders, fixing windows, installing heaters, maintaining guns, tools, lawns, mowers, fences, gutters, appliances, aerials, etc.
This model is for young, poor couples in start-up homes. Each role involves some learning, and you can pick that up from books and online videos, etc. Each time you do a job yourself, you save money. A penny saved is a penny earned. Stay away from welfare as it makes you lazy. Do not be in debt to taxpayers.
When you are approached by feminists, who criticize you for “making your wife cook,” etc., be bold in your defense.
Scene: Dylan and Veronika entertain lesbian neighbors Chloë and Dove.
Dove: Wow, it looks like you have your wife well trained.
Dylan: Why, because she got me a beer?
Veronika: Actually, I have him well trained.
Chloë: You do? How so?
Dylan: She has me out there earning moolah each day.
Chloë: Right, and do you work too, Veronika?
Veronika: Sure – I keep this place clean and organized while building this baby [pats tummy].
Dove: So, you’re a housewife?
Veronika: Sure – like the Founding Fathers’ wives.
Chloë: But, don’t you find that demeaning?
Dylan: What’s demeaning about a clean home?
Dove: I mean, does Dylan at least help out?
Veronika: Yup – I do all the dirty work.
Chloë: Like what?
Dylan: Earning money. Paying bills. Security, roof maintenance, plumbing, ditches, painting, mechanical work, lawns, you name it.
Veronika: If we hear a noise at night, he goes to investigate.
Dove: But do you help with cooking?
Dylan: I will when she helps service the car.
Dove: That’s so sexist!
Dylan: Or when she digs a trench to fix the sewer pipe.
Chloë: Yechh! No way.
Dylan: Exactly. Women never do that kind of work, yet they think men should help change diapers.
Dove: Seriously? You won’t be changing diapers?
Dylan: If Veronika is mowing a lawn, you bet.
Dove: You mow lawns too, Veronika?
Veronika: No way. Dylan does that.
Chloë: I don’t know. It sounds sexist.
Dylan: Which part? Where Veronika doesn’t help me fix roof tiles or where I don’t do laundry?
Dylan: I’m happy to swap roles. I’d prefer to cook meals than change mufflers.
Dove: Yeah, um, it still sounds wrong.
Veronika: Most feminists refuse to do those “male” jobs, like mixing cement or laying concrete.
Chloë: Okay. Well, thanks for the drinks. Gotta go.
Dylan: Thanks for dropping in. See ya next time.
Dove: Sure. Bye now. [they exit]:
Veronika: So, what did you think of them?
Dylan: They probably think I’m a monster.
Veronika: Maybe so, but when their cars break down, I’ll bet they’ll be coming for your help.