Fresh Meat

Men are hunters, with a preference for uncharted territory.

Enter: young women (no pun intended HA!).

Youth in women connotes fertility, and if a man can plant that seed in prime fecund soil, so much the better. 

83YO Al Pacino shares a son with his under-30YO baby mama … as a high school senior the kid will have an actual centenarian as a dad. What’s wrong with her and how uncool is that. 

The Furiously Transporting BeeKeeper has 20 years on his wife, splurted out two kids, both of which emerged from the womb KgAs and TgNs.

There are two decades between Han Ryan Kimble Solo and Only McBeal …
… never married no kids still going strong. 

Mick the Dick has leather pants older than his wife, with nearly a half-century between them, and Ronnie Wood married a woman younger than his daughter.  Bill Wyman hooked up with a 13-year-old when he was in his mid-40’s, married her and everything.  (un)Fun fact:  to flip the script, Wyman’s 30-year-old son married his ex-wife’s 46-year-old mother, and thus (according to wikiwiki) became “his own son’s ex-son-in-law, the father-in-law of his ex-mother-in-law, as well as the stepgrandfather of his ex-wife.”  Wat?  Yeh.  That makes total sense.  What’s up with the Stones?  Strangely enough, the Rocking Dead has been married to the same woman for 39 years … go figure. 

At just about 30, Anna Nicole Smith (GOD rest her) married 89YO Howard Marshall, and professed her love for the desiccated old root on many occasion.  Now, had she just let his fortune bequeath to his son her motives likely would not have been so resoundingly questioned but hindsight is called that for a reason. 

On a limbic, most primeval level, females seek males with the greatest access to resources, those who can provide the greatest and most reliable provision of protection for her and her young. Which totally explains the bumping of uglies with ancients.

And then there is all this feminist disgust that men like women fresh. 
Andrew Tate, while wrong, is not wrong. 

The saying goes men age like wine whereas women age like milk … but wine can turn rancid, and old milk can produce some seriously tasty cheese.  {Titus 2:3-4}

Personally, don’t really see the problem.  Only two years between Half and other half, but … still.

Guess the real issue is women do have an expiration date, and it ain’t necessarily death.  Women owe a debt to biology, which will be paid.

A woman’s prime (legal) years of fecundity fall between 18 and 30, and if she isn’t bedded, brid(l)ed and bred by that point, many (not all but a notable most) men will move on to the next iteration.

Methinks much of the older female frustration – the plight of the MFs – is that, as a group, they were lied to.  Feminism said they could have it all … career, marriage, kids … and achieve a level of satisfaction while doing so.

Instead, most married working moms are just burned out and resentful, ready for the escape hatch of the empty nest, widowhood, and (finally) being single again, sending prayers that they’ll still be young/healthy enough to enjoy it.

Not pretty, but methinks pretty true. 

While for men — on average — many (not all but a notable most) just want some hot young tight thing to wash old balls while showing the booty of the boobage.  Men are not complicated.

And because U.S. public education fails everyone equally, it is due for a major revamp:
ergo / to wit – dual track for girls.  Waitahhhminute/hearmeout …

Since females are the single version of the species that grows and births people, and not all of the females are motivated in that particular, limited direction, girls should be taught – early and well – to choose. 

Career track … education, income, independence, Birkin bags and pocket dogs.

Mom track … Home Eck, cooking, cleaning, household finances / DEVELOPING A SPENDING PLAN, early childhood development, some psychology 101, pediatric CPR/basic first aid … also, the necessity of remaining fit, demure, attractive, feminine. Vacuuming in heels, as it t’were.

Again, men are not complicated, and the guys that can afford to maintain a SAHW&M are going to want a slim, pretty wife … no whales, Alice the Goon, or nighttime Fionas need apply. Caveat? He has to finance her retirement (escape?) plan … a savings / investment account, with a monthly contribution, solely in her name. He might decide to upgrade to a newer model … consider it the First Wife Pension.

On the bright/PC side, if a young woman chooses the career track she can balloon to 215 without romantic repercussions, so there’s that.  And nothing says BossBaes cannot get married and have kids, just that they will be fully cognizant of the damage self-inflicted while trying to “have it all.” 

And for the guys?  Focus on three things: 

              Body = Get fit, become a monster. 

                             Bank = Invest, build the portfolio.

                                           Brand = Network, develop a cadre of like-minded men, and conquer.

… and do not even consider a relationship until at least 30.  Any younger than that likely unable to adequately fulfill the “protection/provision” requirement sought by the most desirable females. 

Exception: athlete/entertainer/celebrity (but why would he want to?  Seriously the women are like flies)

Methinks much of the modern discontent could be alleviated with sufficient information clarifying the true impact of life’s choices … because no one asked to be born, and the burden of life is borne by us all.

And rather than tricking / miseducating / idiocrasing people into lives deemed most beneficial to society (i.e., breeding worker bees) p’raps illuminating the consequences of one’s particular life choices would result in a better society for all.

But methinks cannot have that. 

The more educated the woman becomes, the fewer offspring she produces.  See:  Ballerina Farm.

But with AI taking 10M jobs in the next few years, wiping out entire low-education industries (as well as mid-level management … oops) then the anticipated need for more humans will be less. 

Much, much less, like significantly, dominantly so. 

Thus, ergo / to wit … all works out. 

Or not.  Guess we’ll see. 

The global fertility rate?  2.3, down from almost 5 in the 1950s. 

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