Life and the Pursuit of Dominance

Recently I was privy to a full-on argument… this guy I know and his wife. The guy a vet, cannot find a job, while his wife is constantly berating him, trying to mold HIM into what she wants him to be. So many of these arguments seem to be nothing more than her having a temper tantrum- and he seems to give in, or so he tells us. When I sit down and talk to him, he says all the right things as far as him claiming his manhood back. Over and over again, he gives into his silly, delusional, probably feminist-indoctrinated wife. He does have a child with her… he has done various researching his options (divorce, sole custody of their daughter). He is alone- a lot… his wife doesn’t spend time with him, always walking the dogs, hanging out with friends. The rest of our group have basically given up on him, calling him a loser, a SIMP (Sucker Idolizing Mediocre P*SSY)… they believe he will not do anything. He tells me about all his dreams, his goals and his visions for the future. I have helped him get back on his feet mentally. He almost had a nervous breakdown once, crying uncontrollably. I had to remind him of just who he was. The man is on the edge… at times I wonder just how he is going to make it. I am sure he has some tricks up his sleeve. I encourage him constantly to read, pray and just be himself. He will get through this and be a great dad to his daughter, I’m sure of it.

In any case, I look at him, then I look at my own life. I pose myself this question everyday, and I will pose it to you: What are you doing to make your life one that will be one that is talked about after you are gone?


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