Mirror of the Soul - ditch the worthless American bitch

[riley]

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Lessons From Living In The Middle Of "Nowhere"

Back in my early twenties, I lived in Greece in a village in the middle
of nowhere - really, it was in the middle of nowhere on some plain in
central Greece. Milk and cheese came from a goat, meat was freshly
slaughtered and cooked, bread was made by hand, fruits and vegetables
were gathered - and freaking huge - probably from that Chernobyl nuke
cloud that spread over Europe from Russia - anyway, you lived off the
land, and you worked on the farm (well, they did, I just laid down some
irrigation pipes now and then, and watched the Albanians pick cotton
and stuff, went swimming, and sat in the coffee shop telling the locals
what America was like).

It was day and night compared to living in America - even if you lived
on a farm in America (I know, because I live next to several farms in
America and the modernization of American farms compared to this one is
Greece makes farming in America relatively easy).

Anyway, in this village, extended families were big, the grandparents,
the parents, the children, etc., all lived in the same house - and
there was room for visitors like me to stay too. Big family, big house.
Married couples lived with their parents, took care of their elderly
parents, kids got to see their whole extended family and learn from
each member about life, etc.

It was a sharp contrast to what American families are like - especially
where Americans box up their elderly in warehouses called "nursing
homes" or "assisted living" places, and where American women expect to
live in big McMansions made of stucco and plywood (I really don't
understand this logic at all of living in sub-standard, poorly built,
and overpriced houses, only to be completely obliterated by
hurricanes).

It is pretty crazy here in America when you compare it to other places,
like this village in Greece for example (although the major cities in
Greece are screwed up with feminism and I have seen it spread to some
villages in Greece too), or my friend that lived in Columbia, South
America for a year - who had a similar experience concerning the
importance of family in such countries.

Hence, as American women (and Anglosphere women in general) continue to
self-destruct, since they can't find "good" men to buy a McMansion for
them, put up with their man-hating attitudes, be wage-slaves for them,
worship them as goddesses, and be stepdads to their wild barbarian
bastard offspring, etc., you need to focus on moving elsewhere in the
world where the importance of family is ingrained in the culture, the
elderly are respected, the men are respected, and the women are
responsible and hold the family and the preservation of such in high
esteem while disdaining shallow materialist nonsense and irresponsible
behavior, which sooner or latter, leads to the mess of societies we
call the Anglosphere.

[Doug Laidlaw]

Post by riley
http://mirrorofthesoul.blogspot.com/
Lessons From Living In The Middle Of "Nowhere"
Back in my early twenties, I lived in Greece in a village in the middle
of nowhere - really, it was in the middle of nowhere on some plain in
central Greece. Milk and cheese came from a goat, meat was freshly
slaughtered and cooked, bread was made by hand, fruits and vegetables
were gathered - and freaking huge - probably from that Chernobyl nuke
cloud that spread over Europe from Russia - anyway, you lived off the
land, and you worked on the farm (well, they did, I just laid down some
irrigation pipes now and then, and watched the Albanians pick cotton
and stuff, went swimming, and sat in the coffee shop telling the locals
what America was like).
It was day and night compared to living in America - even if you lived
on a farm in America (I know, because I live next to several farms in
America and the modernization of American farms compared to this one is
Greece makes farming in America relatively easy).
Anyway, in this village, extended families were big, the grandparents,
the parents, the children, etc., all lived in the same house - and
there was room for visitors like me to stay too. Big family, big house.
Married couples lived with their parents, took care of their elderly
parents, kids got to see their whole extended family and learn from
each member about life, etc.
It was a sharp contrast to what American families are like - especially
where Americans box up their elderly in warehouses called "nursing
homes" or "assisted living" places, and where American women expect to
live in big McMansions made of stucco and plywood (I really don't
understand this logic at all of living in sub-standard, poorly built,
and overpriced houses, only to be completely obliterated by
hurricanes).
It is pretty crazy here in America when you compare it to other places,
like this village in Greece for example (although the major cities in
Greece are screwed up with feminism and I have seen it spread to some
villages in Greece too), or my friend that lived in Columbia, South
America for a year - who had a similar experience concerning the
importance of family in such countries.
Hence, as American women (and Anglosphere women in general) continue to
self-destruct, since they can't find "good" men to buy a McMansion for
them, put up with their man-hating attitudes, be wage-slaves for them,
worship them as goddesses, and be stepdads to their wild barbarian
bastard offspring, etc., you need to focus on moving elsewhere in the
world where the importance of family is ingrained in the culture, the
elderly are respected, the men are respected, and the women are
responsible and hold the family and the preservation of such in high
esteem while disdaining shallow materialist nonsense and irresponsible
behavior, which sooner or latter, leads to the mess of societies we
call the Anglosphere.

It isn't women that have done it (and even if it was, you would be much more
effective accepting how things ARE than wishing that they weren't.) It was
the Industrial Revolution. Blame James Watt and the steam engine. Before
the Industrial Revolution, the same "cottage industry" was the norm in
England. And there wasn't the strict division between "men's jobs" and
"women's jobs" that you guys believe in. Tasks were jobs for the family.

One thing that resulted from the creation of mass workplaces was that the
man became the worker and the wife became the homemaker and babysitter.
But not immediately, as the following protest verse points out:

The golf-links lie so near the mill
That every single day
The working children can look out
And watch the men at play.

In those days, Sunday School wasn't religious. It was the 3 R's, held on
Sunday because it was the only day the children didn't work.

Now, with women sharing most jobs, we are coming back to the idea that
(apart from very few, anyway - in those communities, men didn't spin) there
are no "natural" jobs for either gender. My eldest daughter and her
husband (she is a property manager, he is a qualified theatre nurse), work
half the week each, and share the baby care. There is a strong argument
for going back to the extended family, but the cottage industry is
unworkable today.

Doug L.

[Paul K. Smith]

ditch the worthless American bitch

This would be the name of a great website.

[Grace]

Post by riley
It is pretty crazy here in America when you compare it to other places,
like this village in Greece for example (although the major cities in
Greece are screwed up with feminism and I have seen it spread to some
villages in Greece too), or my friend that lived in Columbia, South
America for a year - who had a similar experience concerning the
importance of family in such countries.

Yet another round of same old story and the same old song, it's been
going on for way too long.........

But the question that bothers me is this. You and your friend were
living in foriegn communities, for a year...and young, US dolar rich
American men.....and did NOT aquire a lovely young wife....did no go on
to long and happy marriage at the time of your lives where you were far
likelier to have achived this dream at any time of your loives before
and sense.

You could have stayed there,, taken your qwife home to America or moved
anywhere on the planet that you'd wanted to live together.....far
better than you could do so now.
Or....plan B...you've seen what you want and you know it exists and
where to find it and you haven't gone back and done it.

So....as this 1966 song from the Rolling Stones addresses.....is it the
singer or the song.

BTW....last i heard, Mark S was very happily maried to a beautiful and
compatible bride from Eastern Europe. I hope all is still well there.
but I know he put a whole lot of time and money and effort into getting
exactly what he wanted.

If that's what you want...exactly what have you done to get it.

Now that would make a much more interesting story than this constant
bitching with little if any actual pursit of the dream.

Why?

Grace