First and foremost my wife is a real fucker and is about as close as is possible to being a full fledged bobber. I have been exposed to the correct----for want of a better term lets call them 'bobber vibrations' for 30 years. I would have to be dumb, blind, and ornery all the time to not gain some insights. Not me; I was dumb, blind, ornery, and foolish but thank heavens only some of the time; hence, I learned quite a bit more than a few things. In fact, in the last 10 years I learned to shut up, watch, and reason both more and more efficiently, so I'm now catching on to 'bobber' stuff even faster.
The myths have to be shattered. The walls must be broken down. The barriers must be eliminated. What in God's name am I talking about ? Isn't it precisely the theme which catapulted President Bill Clinton to office ? "Family Values", of course ! The divorce rate, crime, the growing disparity between the ones who have and those we politely call the have-nots; these and a host of other societal ailments are caused simply by husband and wife or any two partners in any social contract not being brutally honest with one another right from moment one. Doesn't the proverb go: "No Pain--No Gain" ? Honesty isn't being nice, it sometimes hurts, but one always seems to come out the better (stronger) for it. Evelyn and I passed through this stage starting in year 13 of our relationship and were long finished with these neuroses by the time we were a family unit for 20 years. The aforesaid is a summary of my second qualification.
My third credential has to do with an impediment in my own character. I can be overly conniving if necessary. Hence, I've managed to out maneuver more women than most men can imagine. Sometimes, because of my learned methodologies, women tend to tell me things about some secret part of their lives while talking about an altogether completely different topic. Such is the magic of completely unabashed attention, concern, and empathy( always absolutely 100% eye contact) when expressed from the heart. Most people will tell you almost anything under the right circumstances. The only difficulty is in the creation of that atmosphere when and where and with whom you want it. I learned this one from a combination of Leo Buscaglia and Ron D. Lang, so my only claim here is that I was a damn good student.
My final credential, which I'm willing to put to paper, is purely mathematical. I have informally studied 563 women, had sex with between 20 and 25 of them, and turned down what appeared to be impending sexual liaisons with approximately 60 ladies, all the while extracting, classifying, and analyzing as much factual information as possible from each and every one of them. How ? Make them think they are important; always make them think they are getting their own way ! And yes , I have been trapped into having sex, almost against my will. That is another story, a function of my inability to sometimes see a curve ball approaching. One more important number in this theory is the 75 fractured marriages which ended in divorce, about which I know most of the dirt. That is why those who love me, affectionately call me Rent-a-Yenta, ( a bastardized Jewish polite way of calling me a gossip). And finally, other than ourselves, my wife Evelyn and I, know of less than five couples who we would call happy--and we probably know two hundred couples. The theories espoused herein arise from these aforementioned numbers.
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