I’m your classic strong, mature, monogamous male. At 22 I was a college graduate (smart), a military officer (responsible for other’s lives) and married (loveable). A good catch. I’m now a millionaire and still married (to the same woman, yet).
If my wife died, I wouldn’t remarry. The “modern-woman” hassle factor is too great.
Let me count just some of the ways;
1. I need an iron-clad prenup.
2. I’d have to change all of MY routines because older women aren’t malleable at all.
3. She wouldn’t like guns, fast cars, and deep-ocean sailing. And she would resent every minute I spent enjoying them. And every penny of MY money spent on them.
4. She’d want to be the point of interest in every activity. Hell, she’d insist on attending and whinning instead of doing something SHE wanted on her own.
5. She’d want me to kissy-kissy with her children/grandchildren.
6. It’s doubtful she’d carry on an intellectual conversation (and I don’t do “relationship talk”).
7. When the going gets tough (I get older, maybe ill), she’ll bail and try to break the prenup and win the Family Lotto.
8. She’d try to change me into her image of the perfect man/servant.
9. there’s more … .
I can hire a housekeeper. Set the washer. And operate the microwave.
Any product that’s more hassle than it’s worth, won’t sell.
