I am a student of Japanese History in my spare time and I remember the Samurai concept of 'not taking kitten from anybody.' Not women, men, peasants, or anyone who's below you in the unspoken, feudalist hierarchy.
Don't use 'samurai thoughts' as a phrase if you can't properly wrangle English syntax,
especially if you don't have a clue what you're talking about. Don't insult my masculinity, because your perceptions are limited by the damaging optical stigmatism resultant from inbreeding.
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For me is easy to diagnose the man who prefer this type of woman: effeminate, lazy, cafetoes, with weak and cowardly personalities.
Go ahead. Come here and you can have an enlightened discussion with my knife. What the hell is 'cafetoes?' Is that Pidgeon-toed? Or Pidgeon-holed? My apologies, your colloquialism is... somewhat
lacking.
Alright, so you won't speak ill of a woman, even in jest. That's fine. Act however you like. Drop your guard. That's brilliant.
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I don?t mind ?loyal? in the sense of hand out with another ninja round there. I mean to be with him in everything, if there is a thing against him even if is his fault she will be with him, to keep secrets, etc. I really don?t know how to express it in english, but I mind another type of more complex loyalty.
Oh man, don't even get me started. Verbs are not the only words in our language that conjugate. That's all I'll say about that. But otherwise, what the f*** is this guy saying? The first sentence of the above excerpt is out of context with the rest of the paragraph.
Ah yes, 'complex loyalty,' by which you mean
blind loyalty. Gentlemen perfer blondes, after all, but most normal men enjoy conversation, rather than loyal silence punctuated by blinking. Gentlemen suck.
Next you'll be going on about the inherent emotional instability all women possess and how this makes them incapable of attaining true independence. (Sarcasm. Sarcasm.) Which of course begs the question: what good is a woman who is totally dependent and loyal to a fault?
The answer: She fills out that sweater real nice.
Or, even better: Even though I hit her, she knows I love her.
A dependent woman is
clingy dumbass. If she can't do anything on her own, then she'll need you to do everything for her. If you like that, then this means you like feeling like the 'big strong man' archetype which frequently goes hand-in-hand with the 'control freak.'
But she's a great lay, huh?
::sneers:: Dipkitten.
Look, Migeru29, you have to realize that life has advanced from the 1950s. Sexual politics are different, especially now when more and more of life is being digitized. People do all sorts of things for a living these days. Women can take on all sorts of different professions and make a large amount of money.
Which comes to my point: Independence is guaranteed by financial security! Not by
anything else. Get over yourself and get out from under your comfortable rock.
Independent women are more fun. They're more intellectually stimulating and
far more interesting to be with. OK, so you've got a subconscious need to dominate the 'weaker' sex. That's alright. Just don't shake a finger at me, like a principal or moral figure of authority and expect me to suddenly see the light.
(This is, of course, because your opinion is bullsh**.)
In my striving to become a Renaissance man, I've studied a little psychology and a lot of evolution. I see where you're coming from, I really do. Genetically and biologically, it is mandated that men to the dangerous work. Example: A population that loses an appreciable fraction of its males is not crippled, but if it loses a similar fraction of females, it's screwed. This is, of course, a disadvantage of the way in which we as humans bred and gestate. Not important.
But really, how much is the ability to lift heavy objects good for in the job market these days? White collar jobs are the sort that require a great deal more mental effort and generally speaking, pay a good deal more. Women, by the above logic you yourself state, are better suited to these positions.
But I'm digressing my digital foot up your electronic ass, so you'll forgive me when I cut this short.
In conclusion:
-Your syntax is awful. Your pronoun usage is atrocious. Gender confusion is rampant. Naruto changes sex at least twice in your...
essay. I beg of you, learn to use English properly. I'd ask you what your first tongue is, but I'm no polyglot, so I'll probably not know it.
-This isn't how we do things around here. Saying things like that will not win friends or influence people around here.
-You are wrong.
-My opinion is just that. Mine. Just as you are entitled to your own (with which you have so generously graced us,) so too are we.
It never ceases to amaze me how someone can outright state that someone else's opinion is dead wrong, yet believe that their own is the gospel truth. I will admit to being guilty of this, so you don't have to feel so alone.
-Don't say things to spark an argument or generate conflict. This is an internet forum, not a bar brawl. We hope (but don't expect) a small amount of decency here, with a bit of logic and reason added it.
-Stop being a retard. This may be your biggest problem. Don't expect this to change overnight. If you're under the age of twenty, give growing up a try and see if the problem goes away on it's own. If not, well, good luck. You'll need it.
-It's funny how you can have the audacity to call someone else a coward for their preferences (especially when you're fond of the submissives who
won't challenge your authority as the 'big, strong man', the very pinnacle of emotional cowardice.) Perhaps if I had a fondness for sneaking up behind someone and stabbing them between the shoulder blades, then you could call me a coward.
The internet is, in retrospect, probably a bad thing. Give anyone anonymity and a place to write where others will listen, and you'll get the internet f***wad. A breed of people who enjoy spouting their inflammatory and sexist/racist/vicious opinions to all who'll pay attention. They enjoy the ability to say whatever, whenever, wherever without fear of reprisal or come-uppance.
I'll say one more thing:
Tracking an IP address is child's-play.