How? You may ask. Our intrepid reporter explains:
Men looking to marry face the same kind of dilemma ancient merchants used to face. Feminists and their enablers have slowly shaved off the value of marriage for men. Marriage for men no longer means:
Well, if this is the destruction of marriage, count me in. Being in a somewhat equal relationship (sometime we watch TV I don’t like, sometimes I pretend to be an aeroplane in public just to be annoying, I’m pretty sure the power roughly balances out).
And he hits all the standard dick-swinging woman-hating lonely-old-man tropes. Mischaracterisation of abuse as female histrionics:
Oh, and we also have some new laws which assume you are an abuser if your wife decides she needs some drama or extra leverage against you.
Then there’s the attempt to paint all women as serial sluts:
It took her so long to find you that you can’t reasonably expect her chastity to be perfectly in tact. I mean, it’s mostly there, but it suffered a ding or two. Her virginity was gone to her first boyfriend, but don’t worry it was very romantic and she still has fond memories of that special time. Not too long after that those jerks at the frat house did a number on her pride, but you can’t hold that against her.
There are more, I’m sure. But I have a headache and want to sit in the corner.