Oh, no woman when I’m doing this. This is just a conceptual resource for the homeless or down on your luck people. Not to say it wouldn’t work in a relationship, but I am not certain I want a woman too keen on not showering. Yeast infections.
Women have homeless shelters thrown at them constantly. I’ve seen women, including attractive homeless women, it does happen, but I’m not ina position to recommend remind hygiene when stressed or utterly fucked. My solution to a period would be stuffing the vag with toilet paper or newspapers. I would make a horrible woman.
But a homeless guy, finding it impossible to shower, could do this, and come off equally as clean as anyone else. I’m scalping the minimum resources you can go and remain hygenic. Don’t recommend anyone just do it cause your some wacky green peace Jill Stein nut, but because you need to.
Same as my ability to tell you how to build a air conditioner out of a fan, a stylofoam container, and a $1 bag of ice. If you can afford a real air conditioner, do so. A lot of people are too poor, or live in cars that are 140° on the inside, that idea can save lives.
It is a basic transitionary technology fit for low level oeconony, in moving from homelessness or extreme poverty to starting a house hold. Magazines like “The BackWoodsman” specialize in such things.
It is really hard to get out of homelessness. If you had only $10 to put together a kit that could get a homeless person a chance of finding and keeping a job, what would you put in it? That’s my thinking in trying this stuff out.
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I’m not going to die if I had everything completely taken from me, sent naked I to the world. Fuck, I got to the point of only having shorts once. I have been from deserts to jungles to the arctic, know how to survive in each extremity. I won’t just survive, but live well having a knowledgeable background, able to be self sufficient. I won’t turn hateful like Joker did.
That’s the Stoic way of looking at the philosophy of the Cynics. I was a Cynic, now a Stoic. I preserve and systemmatize the methods, but still live a basic lifestyle borderline the bottom, and always will, even if a millionaire. But no, family life isn’t a good fit for that, children and especially females are at risk if sterility and rape if left exposed to dirt and the public. Girls can camp and hike in reasonable situations, but 99.9% aren’t gonna go snowshoeing across Alaska to survive. Guys may have to perform such a task if drafted, so they get pushed a little harder as boys. A wife, I will be content if she can carry a back pack for a few hours with just rain gear inside on a slow walk. I don’t expect most women to do that, and am uncertain if the best mate necessarily is a hippie on the Appalachian Trail. I’d rather her be stronger in my weak areas, and leave the plotting of hypothetical ambushes and counter strikes on local terrain in case we ever get invaded, training the kids in that to me, and worry more about just making the family work in other ways, like regular food serving times, or laundry. I can wash my own clothes, but can seriously drag ass on doing it, and don’t eat on a fixed schedule. Sometimes I just don’t eat. A woman better at this would fit me better for the needs of the household. I only remember to feed the cats because one has learned to stop me while getting dressed, putting his paw on my knee while licking his lips. I might starve a kid by accident, or feed it steak and French pea pods 9 days in a row. I’m told this isn’t good for them. Tossing them a onion and telling them to bite into it to keep the scurvy away probably wouldn’t fly as a bag lunch. “He is feeding his kids uncut unions and a hunk of smoked chedder cheese for lunch” is gonna be what the teachers say to social services. I don’t think I’m Tony Danza, I would certainly try if my hypothetical wife died, but it is better to just plan so I wouldn’t.
I need land, and a house, before I date. House → Baby → Social Security Fraud → Death → Kids Sell House I Left for Cash, and throw away my manuscripts thinking they are nothing, world goes on.
If you marry a feminist, the kids are neglected, and may die of neglect. Feminists make bad wives. You gotta look out for the family No. 1. If I gotta go across state to work 5 days a week, I can’t be around making sure the kids are not sacrificing the neighbors cat to Satan while mommy is getting drunk, reading Chomsky. No no no no, a balanced modern woman is better than a selfish man hater. They may start off pretty and sweet, but prove rotten and careless in the end.