Pray for me.
I do, Oliver. I do. This looks like fun, though:
In his book How Not to F*** Them Up – the sequel to his 2002 book They F*** You Up – James writes: "As a parent of a child of this age, you need to realise that if things go pear-shaped it is actually always your fault, in the sense that if you keep a close enough eye on them you can prevent atrocities."
He says that young children "need to be in the presence of a responsive, loving adult at all times", warning mothers who go out to work that day care is associated with more boastful, disobedient and aggressive children.
Of course, there are a lot of factors at play here. I fully believe that a young child should have its mother close at hand most of the time, rather than some minimum wage couldn’t-care-less-assistant. Studies have linked young children put into daycare with antisocial behaviour patterns.
But, women have to work due to the cost of housing and the opportunity cost of being out of the workplace for years at a time. It could be argued that this is an iterative consequence of womens’ lib encouraging mothers into the workplace and thus inflating property prices due to larger – joint – buying power. Having been encouraged to work, mothers, even with husbands that earn well, soon found that they had no choice but to work, to help service a big mortgage.
There are a husband’s future interests at stake too. Divorce a woman who you’ve been supporting for 10 years and they’ll take you to the cleaners. If the woman has been earning & contributing significantly for most of the time, you’re probably on for a 50/50 split.
So, perhaps enabling your wife to run the household and share your income may be a wonderfully romantic and appealing image of marriage, especially if you earn plenty and your adoring wife keeps a pristine home. But ultimately, you’re sealing your fate.
Going back to James’ book for a moment though, the people likely to read, digest and understand the book are, I’d wager, a tiny proportion of women. Enlightened, self-aware, educated and emotionally grounded. And in those cases, it can only reinforce the case against breeding.
Meanwhile, the only women who do breed with alacrity, and do get to stay at home with their kids, are the ones we’re all paying for.
It’s all arse-about-face. Fat chance of IDS fixing any of it, I fear.
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Look at ’em. Smug brain dead fucking parasites. They make me fucking sick. Cunts.
Can’t work out which ones are the parents in a couple of those photos!
Without these plebs breeding, we’ll be bred out before too long – have you seen the ONS’s stats on the immigrant contribution to this steaming pile of Brown?
Let’s be fair though, we’re yet to see any tinted folk paraded in the papers as scroungers, you can just imagine the Guardianista splenetics if that were to happen… all scroungers have to fit a visual stereotype, and it ain’t one with melanin, funny names like off star wars, and panto costumes.
Ultimately they’re doing the country a favour, reminding people why they shouldn’t vote Labour – the more they take, the quicker it’ll break, and we can hurry up and have nice Thai-style rumble on the streets.
“It could be argued that this is an iterative consequence of womens’ lib encouraging mothers into the workplace and thus inflating property prices due to larger – joint – buying power. ”
I’ve been arguing that for years…
On a simple animal level, the male builds a nest and demonstrates whatever prowess in whatever area they can to impress a female, and then roots it and gets it to make the tea and do the laundry, at the cost of a regular ear drum pummelling and bout of Switchcraft.
It’s true though, having the extra income meant that womens’ innate competitive “keeping-up-with-the-Joneses” nesting streak facilitated competitive offers for that dream house; little by little, the trend expanded until every other fucking programme was about houses (instead of Australians)… middle-class mothers pussywhipping their spouses into buying that student house for the children, and then retaining it for the pension… children and parents farmed off to institutions so that superwomen could work more, and acquire more. Did it liberate womankind?
It turns out that women are happiest when they work part-time…