05/27/23 - You could've gotten an abortion at 8 months along.
“A lot of women become left overs because they were fucked over by feminism, and it was too late by the time they woke up. Before they’re 25, they read that “marriage is the smallest unit of slavery, it is the deepest oppression of women” and believe it wholeheartedly. After they’re 28, they start to fit into society, start to be more logical, and start to conduct their own research, checking up on their married peers. They realise that marriage isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, but it’s certainly not a hellhole either. You do have to sacrifice a lot for it, but you gain plenty on the emotional front too. Perhaps a shit teammate isn’t that helpful, but he can at least provide some support. Maybe he doesn’t bring much emotional value, but life is about more than just emotional value.
Now when they look at words like “breeder” and laugh at it. But by that point, they’re over thirty, and they don’t have any luck in the dating market anymore, and they begin to regret it.
But if they could start over again, they’ll probably still end up here.”
Comments say, “The reason women stay single is fundamentally because of low desire and a low need for romantic or sexual love, or even because of a contempt or fear of men, or some sort of intimacy disorder. A lot of men don’t understand this, and think that they were just influenced by something. This is really typical straight man behaviour. A lot of people just can’t understand that not everybody wants a romantic relationship.”
“Men think that women’s lives are ruined if they don’t settle down with a man. Wow, men really love men. Maybe we should save all the men for men.”
“Not marrying, not having kids, no mortgage to pay back, 10-20K a month that I can spend on just myself, what’s there to regret about that? I’m 27 this year, and I still don’t want to get married.”
A blogger posts screenshots of a joke, and asks, “I just want to know what mental problems this author had.”
The jokes goes, “There was an old farmer. One day, all 200 of his cows died overnight. He was devastated. The next day, his 200 sheep also died overnight. He was absolutely distraught and came by the side of the ocean, determined to throw himself in and end his life.
Just as he was about to leap in, suddenly, a beautiful mermaid appeared by the sea. She said, “I can grant one wish for you.”
The old farmer said, “I want you to resurrect my 200 cows and 200 sheep.”
The mermaid said, “I can help you, but in exchange, you have to fuck me ten times in a row.”
But by the time the old farmer made it to the sixth time, he had died of exhaustion.
The old farmer’s son learned about this, and came to jump in the sea on the third day.
The mermaid appeared again and said, “I can grant one wish for you.”
The old farmer’s son said, “I want you to resurrect my 200 cows, 200 sheep, and my dad.”
The mermaid said, “Sure, but in exchange, you have to fuck me twenty times in a row.”
So without another word, the old farmer’s son grabbed the mermaid and fucked her fifty times. The mermaid was on the verge of death. With her last breath, she weakly asked, “How…how are you so tireless?”
The old farmer’s son grinned and whispered, “Guess how those cows and sheep died?””
Comments ask, “How do you fuck a mermaid?”
“So did the cows and sheep and his dad get resurrected or not?”
“Oh god, my eyes.”
An askreddit, “Has anyone ever pretended to be an expert in a field where you really were an expert?”
The top voted reply is, “I majored in acoustic guitar, and had a classmate of mine who used to work in special ed (like for deaf or disabled kids). She started dating a guy, and he insisted on taking all her friends out to dinner. I’ll always remember that night.
Once everyone arrived, that man insisted on performing a guitar solo for everyone. At a table where every single person was a professor in guitars.
After he was done, my classmate was completely frozen, and the guy was still waiting for her to praise him.
And that’s when we heard my classmate quietly go, “You had two wrong notes. Maybe you should start from the top again?”
Start from the top again?
From the top again?
Top again?
Again?
…”
Comments say, “He’s one hundred percent just trying to get free lessons.”
“Everyone around the table be like I felt like I got off of work today, but maybe I didn’t? Let’s check again.”
“It’s fine if he just wants praise. I majored in art, and when a coworker found out, he went on and on and on about design and colour theory and about how you should never match red with green. I honestly don’t even…”
A photo showing that every hook left behind by your seniors in your college dorm has a purpose.
Comments helpfully point out, “Those hooks are for holding your phone.”
“Idiot, those hooks are for hanging your wash basin. The bottom two hooks hold onto the brim of the basin, and the top hook keeps the curved over basin in place.”
“This is clearly for scratching your foot against.”
A photo showing how big the needle is that they use to extract eggs from your ovaries, with the blogger saying, “Whether it’s IVF or surrogacy or giving birth yourself, women have to suffer no matter what.” The blogger attaches a compilation of comments on the original photo:
“I knew a girl whose in-laws hated her. When she couldn't get pregnant right away, they were pushing for a divorce. She finally managed to get pregnant by doing IVF and gave birth to her first kid, and before she’d even fully recovered, she started getting pregnant for the second kid. It was a natural conception for the second one, and she started feeling bad through the course of her pregnancy. Just after she gave birth, she got diagnosed with terminal stage stomach cancer. Before she got sick, she’d bought a school district house and was on her way to being middle-class. I honestly don’t know what to say sometimes. A lot of people say she had a good husband, because he was there for her through the whole sickness, but I still don’t understand why this kind of man would allow his family to push for their divorce, and make his wife go through all this shit. She never got to enjoy anything in her life, passed away at 39. What’s the point of the house she paid for? Who knows which woman is gonna live in it now.”
“Pregnancy makes cancer progress super fast. A lot of people can’t get pregnant because they’re just naturally not meant for it. Forcing an IVF pregnancy causes their hormones to get all out of whack. That’s probably what caused it.”
“Girls, remember, men who have low or zero fertility have DNA that’s not meant to be passed down. There’s no purpose in continuing his lineage. For the sake of the health of the human race, remember to get check ups before you get married.”
“My coworker says that when it comes to infertility, nine times out of ten it’s the woman’s problem. I didn’t believe her. She’s taking all kinds of medicine. She says there’s nothing wrong with her partner. Who knows.”
“Women need to learn from men and lower their morals. If your partner can’t do it, just switch partners, don’t put yourself through shit.”
A poll on what people think about the beauty standards of “fair-skinned, thin, and young, and whether those standards are actively malicious?” The options are, “It’s totally distorted and is squeezing other beauty standards out of the market”, “it’s just a personal preference”, “it’s normal to like fair-skin and thinness, young is a little more suspect”, and “None of the above, see you in the comment section”.
Comments say, “Don’t casually label and criticise other people and you can avoid a lot of unnecessary conflict. If you think fair, thin, and young is beautiful, then you go right ahead, but don’t put down people who don’t fit your standards as though they’re worthless. And the same the other way around.”
“Fair, thin, and young is basically just another form of paedophilia. Only people who fear women and their power would pursue fair, thin, and young, and even PUA women so that they pursue those beauty standards themselves.”
“I went shopping a couple of days ago and if you go to the women’s section for summer clothing, you’ll see what I mean. The outfits there are on average smaller than what’s on sale in children’s clothing stores.”
A compilation of social media posts from healthcare workers:
“An artificial heart membrane.”
“Thanks for letting us plebs know.”
The first ray of light at the hospital—it is the hope of your night shift ending.
I thought about it and decided to not post pictures of parasite. Just remember to never play barefoot on South East Asian beaches, and not to eat anything raw there.
This is why posture is important.
I helped with the delivery of this 5.3kg baby. Look at this pistol-sized legs.
You can tell at a glance what kind of OR this is."
Life-saving combo of ecmo+crrt+breathing machine.
Comments say, “Somewhere in the world, someone just straightened their posture.”
“So which department is it in pic 7?” with replies helpfully telling him, “If it looks like a construction site, it’s the orthopedic department. It’s specifically a surgery for changing out a knee joint.”
“Oh my god, my first thought seeing that fat baby is how much his mother would’ve gone through to birth him! It must’ve hurt like hell!”
Below this post is another post admiring doctors. “An OR is like a battlefield. When a surgeon enters an OR, they’re there for one purpose—how to complete the surgery with the utmost perfection and detail. They only have one thought in their mind—how to keep their patients safe and healthy. They don’t think about anything else.
I’ve once done a surgery on a resurgence of colon cancer. The tumour was very large, spreading to multiple organs. Cutting it out was extremely complicated and stressful. In order to cut it out cleanly and avoid as much damage as possible, the whole surgery took 7-8 hours. The whole team hardly dared to breathe during the whole process, we were all so tense.
I entered the OR at 9am and didn’t leave until almost dinner time. As soon as I was done, I ate two bentos, and although I kept up with exercise at a gym, the next day, I still felt sore and stiff. But during the surgery, I didn’t feel any hunger or pain from my position at all.
I don’t know how many prayers Buddha and Bodhisattva receives every year, and how many of them are for complete strangers. But I know that most of those prayers came from healthcare workers. When surgeries don’t go well or accidents happen, a lot of family members don’t think about the complications of the illness themselves, but immediately jump to suspecting the doctors of not doing their best. We get complaints of malpractice all the time. I think, when those family members said this, they didn’t ask the Bodhisattva’s opinion first.
If they had asked, they’d know, that doctors and patients are comrades in the same trenches. Doctors are the people who work the hardest on the patient, and they’re the people who want the patient to get better the most, aside from immediate family.
In this world, are there anyone who unconditionally and wholeheartedly want the best for you? Aside from your parents, it would have to be the doctor who’s treating you. In this world, are there anyone who faithfully prays for your safety and wellbeing? Aside from family, it would have to be the doctors performing surgery on you.
Friendships come and go, relationships change, but surgeons never change towards their patience. Just like the song says, we want you to be well from the bottom of our hearts.”
Comments are full of people posting heart emojis, with one person writing, “Every surgeon I’ve ever met has been super nice, made me feel very safe and confident, like they know what they’re doing. He even promised to make sure my stitches look pretty. Honestly, I never even worried about that before.”
A tiktok video showing how the kids frustrating their parents a couple of decades ago, are now the parents frustrating their kids.
In the first clip, the little girl shouts, “My dinosaur is already dead! Stop beating it!”
In the second clip, the mother asks, “Why are you crying? Why?”
The little boy replies, “You’re really bad at singing.”
The mother asks, “Am I really that bad at singing? To the point you have to cry about it? Alright, fine, I won’t sing anymore. Okay? ….TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR”
In the third clip, the mother “””guesses””” it’s Ace, which is correct, and then six, which is also correct.
In the fourth clip, the little girl shouts “DADDY!” and then mutters, “Daddy isn’t here.”
In the fifth clip, the mother shot her son’s toy into a lake.
In the last clip, the little girl says, “Daddy, you can’t cut me, daddy. Daddy, it’s bad to hit people, no~?”
Comments say, “I remember crying about how bad my mom was at singing when I was little.”
“There’s a kebab place downstairs of where I live. At 11:30pm last night, there were still parents there with a three year old kid. The kid said, “It’s too late. Can we go home?” And his parents were like, “Nah, our boba tea isn’t ready yet.””
“My daughter stole my blankets, so I stole her blankie back, and she cried.”
A tiktok video from the west is reposted, watching a mixed race family grow through the years. The blogger posting it comments, “Mixed race kids are the cutest.”
Comments say, “They’re really doing their best to have babies in the west T_T”
“Africans really love having babies.”
“That blonde girl is adopted, right?”
A woman has gotten into a fight with a robot at a hospital.
The comment section explains that, “This lady’s family member’s condition just took a turn for the worse. She was super stressed out and crying in the waiting area, when this helpful robot saw. So it slid in front of the lady and asked if she wanted to hear a joke. That punched through her defenses, and she beat the shit out of the robot.”
“The first battle between humans and AI has already started.”
Comments ask, “Why. Why the fuck would you program a robot in a hospital to tell jokes. Who the fuck wants to hear jokes in a hospital???”
“Humans can’t even understand each other’s emotions, much less robots.”
“It’s fine, just make her pay for it.”
A finance blogger writes, “A little kiddo with great potential has just been ruined. My kiddo’s class has a class president. It’s a little girl, ugly as fuck, middle class, both parents are white collar workers. She’s a super mature kid, very hardworking, did her best at everything. Maybe her parents knows the teacher, but either way, she got to be class president. Teachers make little kids manage their class now, to cut down on their own work load. She’s given the class president a ridiculous amount of power, like deducting people’s points, changing people’s seats, telling on the teacher, and even berating kids and humiliating them. And now this kid has lost herself and has had all her inherent human evil brought out.
She used all kinds of little privileges to control the other kiddos in class, so she can get away with whatever she wants to. For example, when school lets out and parents are picking up their kids at the gates, we often bring a little snack. And she’ll go through all the parents and demand a little bit of all the snacks as tribute. And she’ll comment on whether she liked them. Technically, these kids are all doing this voluntarily, to kiss up to her. My kiddo is the most dedicated to sucking up. He doesn’t eat his own favourites of malt chocolate balls, and brings them to her. I encourage him to do so.
She’s an absolute dictator in her class. She can scold whoever she wants to. She can confiscate other kid’s toys or snacks, and then tattle to the teacher. She can take away points whenever she wants. And kids who have the lowest points have to stay behind for cleaning duty.
All the others kids fear her. My kiddo fears her too. My kiddo will often try to use his reward money from doing well on tests to buy gifts for her, like erasers or a pretty pen. Of course, this girl wants to work hard herself, to maintain her reputation in the class. In second or third grade, she’s already committed to the strategy of doing past years’ exams, entering all kinds of sports competitions, kissing up to the teachers, and throwing herself at everything. Every time I see this kid, I get sad, because this kid has been totally ruined.
Her mentality is going to completely break down at some point. She’s from a middle class family. That’s not enough to support her power to bully other kids indefinitely. As soon as she stops being class president, she’ll suffer severely. Honestly, although they’re at a public school, there are quite a few kids in class from wealthy families. Once these kids start realising the advantage they have, they’ll crush her.
She’s talented now, but it’s not sustainable long term. She’s pushing herself beyond her limits, using every ounce of her strength, to be a little better than the average kid. But you can’t keep up this level of tension forever. She’s only human, not a machine. Once she gets into middle school and the amount of subjects increase, her strategy won’t work anymore because she simply won’t have enough time.
At that point, puberty will hit too, and she’ll be forced to face herself—an average family background, an ugly face, middling grades, all her past glory is gone forever, and there are people wanting revenge on her. At that point, she’s going to completely break down.”
Comments say, “This is exactly one of my classmates in high school.”
“The absolute worst thing about humanity is using the smallest amount of power to cause the most amount of harm to others.”
“I give my kid however much money she needs to maintain good relationships with her classmates too, and never let her work herself to death, and never get tutoring for optional lessons. She has almost no homework from school right now, and can finish it all at school. All she does at home is play, keep her body healthy, get ready for the long run. I make her extra meals at home on the weekends. It’s going great so far.”
A makeup blogger writes, “I just want to ask how we should approach this situation legally.
I’ve got a friend who’s been conned into marriage. She got pregnant before marriage, and both families agreed that when she’s 8-month along, they’ll get the marriage certificate. But the man went back on his word by the time she was 8 months along. And when she was about to be due any day, she discovered a lot of evidence that the man slept with prostitutes and cheated on her. But by that point, she was way too far along for an abortion.
Her baby is just a month old now, she’s still sitting the month. The man’s mother is coming by tomorrow to pay for the month-sitting centre fees. They don’t want the kid, and will only agree to 1-2K of child support a month. They won’t pay for any other fees.
He’s from a wealthy enough family, his parents own a company in Ningbo. He works in his parents’ company, making about 10K a month.
She used to earn six figures every month, but if she looked for a job now, she’d have to start from the bottom, at most a couple of thousand a month. It’s a huge hit to her income.
The man conned her and is abandoning his child. He said at the beginning he wanted the kid and wanted to leave my friend as soon as the kid became one month old, and he’ll take full custody until the kid is grown. But now he doesn’t even want the kid anymore, and wants to be a deadbeat except for 1-2K a month.
After consulting a lawyer, the lawyer said that he doesn’t have to take on any fees for a bastard, and this is a huge loss to the girl.
My friend is super hurt. She wants to defend her rights, but doesn’t know how. Does anyone have any suggestions?”
Comments say, “It was ridiculous right off the bat! Why wait until eight months along to get a marriage certificate? Even in super rural shitholes, people get a marriage certificate as soon as they find out the girl is pregnant!”
“Over six figures a month before having a kid, and just four figures a month after? Is she switching industries completely? Whether legally or socially speaking, the man’s gotten away with this scot free. From the man’s family’s attitude, you’ll have to raise the kid yourself. My suggestion is to get back to your old job, and let your mom take care of the kid. Or just dump the kid off with the man and don’t mention anything about money.”
“You could’ve gotten an abortion at 8 months along, it’s just really bad for your body. But it would at least have been better off than your current situation. There’s no point now that the kid’s born.”
A askreddit question we’ve seen before (I think), “Why do grown ups complain so much about only having one day off a week, when high schoolers don’t have days off for months on end and don’t say anything?”
The top-voted reply is different this time, saying, “See? This is the scary part of identity politics. Not only can it turn a united whole group into scattered sand, it can even turn a singular person against different stages of himself, so that not only are you combating other underclass folks just like yourself, but you’re combating the past you and future you too.
What’s the point of debating whether working is more exhausting or schooling is more exhausting? Is there a purpose? Were workers not students at some point in their past? Are students not going to be workers at some point in their future?
Why do you have to try to figure out which is worse, when you have to suffer through both? Why do you need a conclusion on which version of yourself is stronger and has the shorter end of the stick? Are you joking?”