Category: Personal Reflections and Diary

Someone asked me yesterday why I was faithful to my wife for two decades, and it’s very simple: (a) no desire otherwise when you think you have the best there is (b) total adoration of everything about her, (c) the thought of losing her friendship too horrible to bear. (d) mutual value as life partner very hard to replace – (and it isn’t replaceable). (e) Just “You don’t do that where i come from.” After you separate that’s one thing. Before you separate that’s another.

When you are in your twenties and from similar backgrounds that ‘moment in time’ can never exist again. So it is almost impossible to find a shared-mind after that set of moments.

I meet a lot of women I feel like I can love easily. It’s my nature to love easily and to stay loyal. It’s probably similar to my autism in that I like intensity but I hate change.

And I have only met one woman since I was divorced who rocked my socks off in the first five minutes so much that I would do anything for her. And she knows it. And she’s unfortunately married. And that’s something I have a hard time messing with. But I seem to be in the minority on these matters. Especially in this part of the world.

But in general, love is a good thing. And while I am a men’s rights activist, I absolutely love women.

They’re like flowers. Endless variety. Endless Beauty.

As I have gotten older I appreciate mothers and their children as much as I appreciate attractive women.

Fertility is an intertemporal aesthetic.