If you are anything like me then you stopped reading a few years ago, except for stuff you find on the Internet. I know you can't really trust the Internet, but that doesn't stop me from finding stuff on the Internet that confirms my biases, or makes fun of you.
That's why when I read the other day that sperm is like a mind control agent I though I would have to report it back to you. I guess the fact that sperm can be a mind control agent is the reason why I hate condoms and enjoy injecting myself inside you so much. Unconsciously I know the more I ejaculate in you, the more you will have to do my bidding.
I am not so sure about the study, but I can tell you that when a woman demands your seed, when she says to you, "cum inside me!" you can bet that you have 'tapped that ass' pretty good. Women are suckers for an orgasm. Much more so than men, because it is pretty easy for us to have one. Some women never have orgasms. I know most of the women I've dated were unable to give even themselves pleasure.
I would warn any of my male readers to stay away from women folk like that. That's because so much of what makes us human is brought about because the brain can analyze pain and pleasure properly. When the brain mistakes pain or pleasure the mind grows up wrong and you can become a serial killer or some kind of sociopath.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised the reason that women love money more than people is because of genetics. Because women can't have orgasms on their own they grow up to be sociopaths that care only about ensuring the survival of their offspring along with worrying about the comfortableness of their surroundings. The link in the last sentence is an article from Salon.com. The female writer talks about how she did not consider the "for richer or poorer" part of the wedding vows carefully.
Basically she was pissed off at her husband for losing his job. She thought about leaving him because of her dreams of a life where she could do what she wanted had drifted away because of his financial instability. Eventually the women got over her need to be a princess. She did so by adopting the stereotypically male role of provider. She quit free lancing and got a real job with a real paycheck. Her husband eventually found a job and they moved to Brooklyn to start their life as middle class Americans.
You can read the conversation over at Slate where both male writers and female writers think about what it means to want a sugar daddy. The female part of the equation wants to open the sugar daddy definition to include things like the wishful lust for winning the lottery (yes men want to win the lottery too!), and patronage for artists.
I think the only difference between say a guy like Leonardo da Vinci hoping to find a rich benefactor for his labor, and the average women who dreams of being rescued and carried away by a knight in shining armour, is that artists create something of value, while women have nothing more to offer than a vagina. And we all know how wrecked a vagina is after say age 16. Add marriage and kids and what you really have is a 3 car garage. Don't get me wrong, I could really use the extra storage space. But ladies we all sex bits, so get over it. Not all of us actually have artistic talent. Those that really have it should be taken care of, so that they can nurture those talents for the betterment of society.
I guess I just don't buy the argument that men who seek out benefactors are like the average girl looking for a Sugar Daddy. It breaks down for a number reasons. Not all men look for a patron. All women want a Sugar Daddy. Not even all artistically talented men look for a patron. Of course there are plenty men who are really nothing more than a bunch of schemers looking to live off of other people. But those men don't count as artists.
I know you want to protest now. You want to say that not all women are princesses that want a sugar daddy. Those girls are whores. They are prostitutes.
Nope. Those are women just being women, only more calculated. Of course women hate women who are calculators. Some will say that is because women can be catty. I don't think so. Maybe it's just because women hate math.*
*(Like the stereotype says.)
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I don't get why humans are always compared to Drosophila. Every single example in my molecular biology class used fruit flies as a microscopic simplification of human genetics. Supposedly it's because there's like a 75% gene correspondence to human diseases, but I think it's just because they're easy to breed.
I don't buy it. I'd like to think I'm a little more complex (and have slightly higher standards) than a bug that has sex within 12 hours of birth.
Anyway, I think math is fun, all women are 'calculated' and sugar daddies are bad news.
Just an afterthought, but do lesbians seek sugar daddies? And what about the cougar category?
I've accepted the idea that I'll probably end up becoming a sugar mama when I graduate. Oh well. It comes with the territory when you make a good salary, right? Parasites, that is.
LC
To your first point, I suppose we are a bit more complex than fruit flies. though i think most of what we consider to be concious is not really.
My theory quite obviously needs fleshing out...your point about lesbians etc. , I am not sure. I would need to do some more research. I hope I have just stimulated some young academic mind to do that!
http://www.earthemperor.com/about/
He borrows books from the library and wants to become emperor of the earth, which isn't a far cry from wanting to be the next Britney Spears. And he posts videos instead of podcasts. I think you've got some competition. So far he has $26 in donations.
I'll consider researching lesbian tendencies towards sugar daddies, but that might entail experiences involving lesbian tendencies and acquiring a sugar daddy. I'll keep you posted.
that idiot has made 22 dollars more than I ever have on this website. and he likes coke and he dreams of being the most important person in the world. I guess what you are saying is that I should shut the fuck up and go ahead and shoot myself. Christ.
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