There is only one imperative. Only one governor for us humans:
The loin.
If you don’t realize it now, you will realize it when you pass reproductive age.
Of course, for you gents, who knows when that is?Nobody knows when your ejaculate is the last one ever…
But for women? It doesn’t matter how good you look. Nobody wants to see your legs after a certain age. You—and your still-shapely, muscular legs—are invisible. An embarrasment. Ewww…
There’s nothing to be done about it.
I’m writing an article right now, dear polymaths, in which I wanted to use the term “race memory”. But I won’t, I’m sure using it would mean the article would never see the light of day. I’ll go with “civilizational memory”—do you think that”ll pss muster?
Okay so what’s the connection between the two disparate points I raise here?
The loin.
Civilizational memory would work, but I think you should just call it what it is: evolved instincts.
Having once been a teenage male, I would agree that there is a phase in human existence when that statement is largely true. But that was then, and this is aged now.
There is a quote sometimes ascribed to Socrates, who was asked by one of his playful students how it felt to be too old for sex. The philosopher replied: I am glad to be free from that hard task master. More prosaically, there was a gentleman who admitted: I like looking at young women; I just can’t remember why.
To be more serious, a common feature of traditional societies was respect for the elderly, who were given a large role in managing those societies. Perhaps this was a reflection of the clearer heads of those who don’t have to concentrate on the loin all the time?
But the loin is where it’s at. The power, the glamour. The heat.
Until the price gets too high and then it’s MIGTOW All the way down to TFR Extinction.
Reminds me of a pertinent joke current during the Clinton years: “What do they do with fast women down in Arkansas? … They put a governor on 'em.”
If I may weigh in as someone who fell in love with a woman 18 years my senior:
All it takes to keep a younger man is recognize that you have a duty to his bloodline and work to see to it that it is continued by not being threatened when he seeks a younger concubine. Unfortunately, the vast majority of women are not capable of this unless they are treated as “mah bottom woman” by an African pimp* who slaps them silly until they submit rather than permitting their pride to get in the way of true love. Such is the sad estate of humans.
I know its too late for boomer women but perhaps some younger crones will take it from a man who has been in harem mode as well as in love with a crone but for the crone’s pride.
*Or a woman who upon hitting her mid 30s realizes that maybe Islam’s 4-wife rule is a way for her not to end up lonely in her old age.
Wow, very intriguing and exciting @jabowery , as usual. Still I can’t help thinking of what Khadija, Mohammed’s first wife, reputedly said to him when he revealed that Allah wanted him to marry 9 year old Aisha:
“Yea, verily, your god is quick to do your bidding!”
I’m not sure how the word “Still” fits.
One might consider that arranged marriages are a form of rape (let alone that of a prepubescent) and that attributing to God one’s own will isn’t exactly what I was doing.
If you want a clue as to my feelings about rape let alone that of a prepubescent, read what I have been promoting as the WROL fallback:
I always kinda thought maybe polygyny could work. I never watched that show about the Mormons with their “sister-wives”…but then, Amy Tan’s novels about how miserable it was to be a junior wife changed my mind.
You’re right, “still”, wasn’t the mot juste above…I meant sump’n more like by-the-way…
Since I’ve offered a concise law defined in operational terms that permits polygony please read it with a woman lawyer’s mindset. In particular read it with the WROL fallback mindset.