"...the current crop of flighty, flaky, self-entitled, third-wave feminist, postmodern flibbertigibbets dominating First World Western culture."
"I know all about your standards
and if you don't mind my sayin' so
there's not a man alive
who could hope to measure up
to that blend o' Paul Bunyan,
Saint Pat and Noah Webster
you've concocted for yourself
out o' your Irish imagination,
your Iowa stubbornness
and your liberry full o' books!"
-- Mrs Paroo to Marian (the Librarian) Paroo in
The Music Man by Meredith Wilson
Myself, it was only many, many years later, watching A Beautiful Mind that I learned about the value in my own choice, the Nash Optimal Choice. A thousand years earlier, when I was about 13 or 14, my mother counseled me to start with the smartest girl in the class and work my way down... "Just remember, Michael, you got the girl who was dumb enough to date you." It worked out well enough (though not mythically perfect) for me.
There's maybe 3 billion women on Earth -- and you cannot find the perfect one. I suggest that the fault lies not in the stars that the women are not desirable.
There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Fortuna fortibus favet was the personal motto of Pliny the Elder who was fascinated by the eruption of Vesusvius which he rushed to study first hand. While at Pompeii, he ordered his ship to rescue fleeing people, but died himself.
Luke, you have a Franklin Planner approach to life. It works for you. It is not a universal truth. "By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you will be happy. Otherwise, you will become a philosopher." -- Socrates.
(Edited by Michael E. Marotta on 9/03, 8:18pm)