Back in a few with the weekend brew.....
I have mine:
Different type of ale. I like it, and at 7.7% alc. it's hard not to
Mister rabbit says, "A moment of realization is worth a thousand prayers."
Scotch ale doesn't have any Scotch in it. It's basically a strong and malty brew on the sweeter side. The style originated in Scotland, if I remember correctly. I was brewmaster for a wedding last year, and one of the brews I made was a Scotch ale that included some peat smoked malt in the grain bill. Tasty stuff.
Wishing everyone a weekend as good as Tred is having.
Scotch ale doesn't have any Scotch in it.
I stand corrected. My subconscious wanted there to be scotch in it I guess, therefore I tasted it
The creation of wealth (ie the things we need to survive) has always relied on converting energy into goods, and for most of human history that energy has been provided by muscle, either human, or beasts which required a certain physical strength to tame and control. Whether farming, ranching, blacksmithing, or stone masonry, that task has fallen to those most physically suited for it. Childcare was an exclusive family responsibility, and that task as well fell to those most physically suited for it. The division of labor for all other tasks seems to have been divided based on proximity to the task. Cooking, cleaning, and laundry were done in the home while keeping an eye on the children. There were no government supports, and the only rights the average person could claim were the right to stay on the land in exchange for (usually) 30 days of labor in service to the local warlord. The only entitlements granted were attending mass, confession and religious feasts, all of these were contingent on fulfilling religious obligations. Each household was largely a civilization unto itself under constant threat, owing allegiance to a more powerful protector. Undoubtedly, some men would try to behave as a warlord or tyrant within their own civilization, and I believe this is why so many uninteresting plants that happen to be toxic have become standard household decorations, so they could occasionally be used to spice up the gruel or stew. The idea of actual money was almost a foreign concept for most. The first regular paychecks in the ancient world were for the Roman legions, even quite recently (until the ending of their self imposed isolation and beginning of forced industrialization) Japan paid their soldiers (Samurai) with rice. By today's standards even the wealthy lived in miserable conditions, and could only dream of having the problems of today's poor. Even intelligence was of limited value back in the day, as it did not matter how smart you were, it took the same amount of labor to harvest a bushel of wheat or dig up a bag of potatoes.
Where we struggle with things now is trying to adjust our family institutions to the use of chemical energy and machines to do the work, the very recent advent of easy, effective, and readily available birth control, and the outsourcing a very large percentage of childcare to those outside the family.
Some people work on finding answers to these issues, while others would rather be angry and blame someone else for their misery. And completely miss out on some facts like this one:
Do not back up. Severe tire damage.
civilization only dates back to the mid fifties or something
I'm only 35, so mid-fifties is ancient!
Your right though, In my mind I was actually thinking of more the that division of labor you were referring to. The providing, bringing home the bacon if you will vs. the child rearing cooking thing. Its just easier to refer to making the money because that's how most would attribute that in today's world. I should have been more clear.
Not criticizing you at all, just observing that it is actually society that is changing, not women's roles. I am sure the "college know it all hippies" with their graduate degrees in Angry Studies" would like to take responsibility for the changes, but I think it is a familial evolutionary response to changes in the environment of the family. Like any other organism that finds the environment changing, some will adapt, some will maladapt, and some will not change and eventually either go extinct or become endangered.
The 50's are well documented, yet predate easy birth control (an issue that previous generations expended a great deal of energy on). Life was improving for everybody, but men had both a real and perceived advantage in the labor market because they did not have their career interrupted by childbirth. Employers wanted predictable employees and discriminated in favor of those who they could believe would come in every day for the next 45 years. The revolution in contraceptives starting in the 60's combined with the abundance of time saved by appliances made available in the 50's resulted in more massive changes. With the 1950's perhaps being the peak in gender imbalance, it makes a convenient starting point for the history of civilization for those with an agenda, and for the egos of those who were most vocal during the time of changes that were naturally occurring. (In fairness, those changes may have proceeded slower without the vocal advocates, but I would hardly say that they are responsible for the actual change.)
Obviously, we should have stayed pretty much ALL DEAD with the black plague, but Rattus Norvegicus came in and beat the shit out of Rattus Rattus, destroying the control vector (fleas) of our species. Now we have robots and space ships.
Everything good and bad in modern civilization can be laid at the feet of those fancy rats in PetSmart. EVERYTHING.
[This message edited by StillGoing at 6:41 PM, September 13th (Friday)]
I am being a smartass because I have had a long day with infectious disease ADD boy with no ADD meds and Major Grim "Spike" Fistings was just killed by A TOTALLY BULLSHIT SHOT that is supported by statistical probability from an Outsider plasma carbine. RIP Major Fistings. 12 Missions, 35 kills.
[This message edited by StillGoing at 7:14 PM, September 13th (Friday)]
My 2c on, well, everything.
One of the previous posts mentioned changing for the sake of your W, becoming what she wanted you to be but losing yourself in the process. I think a big part of the issues my WW and I have right now stem from that, but also stem from this fucked-up image of what a husband "should be". I actually wince when I see romantic comedies or certain shows or movies where the guy is made out to be perfect. You know, the whole knight in shining armor deal.
Bottom line is that I tried to give my wife everything. Tried to be everything that she wanted. I gave her every part of me, to the point that I lost sight of who I was, what I really wanted, and what really made me happy. And sad thing is that I was starting to see that prior to the A, prior to her deciding that everything I had given her wasn't good enough and she needed attention from someone else to make her feel better.
It's like "here's this impossible standard that I'm going to expect you to live up to, and when you don't (which you won't, because it is impossible), I'm just going to go looking for someone who might be closer to it than you , even thought deep down I know they're a loser scum-bag who would get a girl to cheat on a married man."
At least it's friday. The BlueMoon is tasting particularly fine this evening.
She wants answers... I'm still trying to figure out what the questions are.
Tried to be everything that she wanted. I gave her every part of me, to the point that I lost sight of who I was
That's the worst part, the realization that everything you did, everything you were didn't amount to shit. You were criminalized in her mind. You could have been that perfect husband in those movies and chances are she still would have strayed. It wasn't you, it was her broken cognitions.
Sorry you're here, but glad you found us.
[This message edited by Mr. Kite at 8:55 PM, September 13th (Friday)]
That said, I like a lot of the changes too. Some of that might be a result of the maturity you gain between the ages of 20 and 31 but some of those changes I made in a futile attempt to make her happy and although the original goal wasn't achieved, I am a better person as a result.
As for the Alpha male thing, that isn't who I am and I'm not desperate enough to attract a mate to compromise myself like that. I'm too busy to play games. Fuck that noise.