A pair of women was arrested after their vehicle strayed onto railroad tracks in Wildwood.
Amanda Rose Kitchin, 27, of Leesburg, was driving a gray 2014 Hyundai Santa Fe at about 2:30 a.m. Monday when she failed to navigate a turn onto Mill Street from Kilgore Street and drove onto the CSX railroad tracks. Her vehicle was stationary on the tracks before she turned around and exited the tracks, according to an arrest report from the Wildwood Police Department. During a subsequent traffic stop, an officer detected the odor of burnt marijuana coming from the vehicle.
Kitchin stumbled out of the vehicle and had to use her arms for balance. She was “very lethargic” and had “droopy eyelids.” She admitted she had smoked marijuana about two hours earlier. Kitchin also said she “regularly smokes marijuana to help her with her anxiety and upset stomach issues,” the officer wrote in the arrest report.
She failed field sobriety exercises and provided a breath sample that registered .000. She also provided a urine sample.
Kitchin was arrested on a charge of driving under the influence and ticketed on a charge of careless driving. She was booked at the Sumter County Detention Center and released after posting $500 bond.
A passenger, 24-year-old Mary Katharine Butler of Fruitland Park, was found to be in possession of syringes and heroin. She was arrested on charges of possession of heroin and possession of drug equipment. She was booked at the jail and released after posting $3,000 bond.
Amanda Rose Kitchin, typical Leesburg skank
Mary Katharine Butler. Stupid tattoo and pig snout ring
Both of them mudsharks, one of them with a half-black kid, both from the trashy area of north Lake County, Florida. They were high as a kite, heroin in possession, and driving from the black area of nearby Wildwood (aka Vilewood). I guess they were getting and doing drugs and sex from their latest drug-dealing bad boys from the ghetto.
Amanda on the right. Dunno who the other coal burner is.
Amanda's Facebook is filled with her mudsharking and coal burning, and also has all kinds of left-wing and anti-Trump filth. What a shocker. This, guys, is how at least 95% of the young women are here in the White Trash Mecca of Florida, what I see every single day. Make sure you check out my other blog posts about the females of this area, guys!
Many of us who have lost a beloved parent dread the anniversary of their death. For me, one year will be August 16th. But I honestly dread other days just as much, or at least periods of time. From October of '18 until her death at just 64, it was a roller coaster of fear, frustration, anxiety and confusion. Mom was misdiagnosed by the useless doctors and hospitals she kept going to, trying to get help; they obsessed over blood clots in her lungs while completely ignoring that she had a fatty liver that soon became cirrhosis. Because she was sick, Mom lost her home, all her money, and her job. And because of depression, she started drinking, unbeknownst to me, which just completely destroyed her already-damaged liver. We had no idea what was causing her getting worse and worse since the doctors said it was just the blood clots. Each week that I get closer to August 16th, the more angry and devastated I feel. Each week is a one-year anniversary of countless hospital visits, doctor's appointments (that often would be casually cancelled by them), good days and bad days, which, by June, became nothing but bad days. Days that it seemed Mom was recovering in a makeshift bedroom that I made for her in the corner of my living room (and it's still there, almost untouched). But she kept secretly drinking, which finally drove her liver over the edge, practically overnight. Whilst cleaning out her car months after her tragic and preventable death, I came across this receipt on the floor, dated exactly one year ago today.
A bottle of rum, spent with some of the last remaining money she had until Social Security kicked in. I had put her in a nice hotel for a few days so she could relax, and before she checked in, she bought more liquor. If I had known what was really making her ill, I would have put a stop to her drinking immediately, and focused on liver detox, and my beloved mother, my absolute best friend and soulmate, would still be alive today. Even by this point a year ago, I might have been able to save her life. The next bad anniversary will be less than two months from now, when Mom became jaundiced and I found a huge, half-empty bottle of vodka. By then, it was too late. My world ended two months later.
Hello, everyone. I'm still around. I appreciate all who read my blogs and encourage you all to read more of them if you haven't already. But I haven't written anything for two whole years now. Here's why:
My beloved mother and best friend died on August 16th, 2019, at just 64 years old. She was my absolute everything, my soulmate, in a way. When you're short, fat and bald and 39 years old, you know full well that nothing you do will ever get females your age or younger to ever want you, so you simply don't try. My mom was the only female who ever loved me, ever cared for my heart and feelings. Words can't describe the utter pain and grief I have endured with her devastating loss, as well as the several months leading up to her untimely and possibly preventable illness and death. Although she was apparently getting sick possibly as early as late 2017, it wasn't fully noticable for another year. She lived right next door to me for over ten years, so I saw her every single day of my life. My father lives 45 minutes from me and has been useless for most of my adult life, so my mom was my absolute everything. Now I just work 40 hours a week (I'm considered essential personnel, so COVID19 has no effect on my work), then I just sit home alone and grieve. I have little motivation anymore to do anything but go to work and then be lazy around my house when I'm not working.
I'm going to start using this blog to publish my feelings, my utter despair and heartbreak, and maybe it can help others while providing a desperately needed outlet for my crippling sadness I now have. Hopefully it will help me and you. Getting motivated to even post this update took a lot, but I'm hoping later this year, I'll start posting my blogs, all dealing with loss and death of a loved one. Thanks for reading.
***UPDATE!! I saw this nasty incest queen a few days ago, right in the same area. I recognized her immediately. So she's still around.***
So if you’ve read my
blogs (and I would hope that you have…or will), then you know that I live near
and work in a town called Leesburg, Florida, but the good guys here call it
“Sleazeburg” or “Diseaseburg” for good reason.Here are the main blogs I’ve posted where I go into detail about why:
Well, yet another lovely gem shows up recently, and it has
garnered not just statewide media attention, but nationwide and even worldwide
attention as well.Here are a few links:
She just oozes with intelligence...and probably other stuff, too
Sigh.Just another
day here in the White Trash Mecca!Seriously, this is the shit I see, read and hear about on a regular
basis here.So let me give you a
synopsis in case you didn’t read the full articles.A 33-year-old Lake County skank named Pauline
Elizabeth Martin, a part-time, $8 an hour cashier at the worst McDonald’s in
the entire area, has an out of wedlock baby 12 years ago and decides that one
kid just isn’t enough (hint: IT IS!!), so she decides to start fucking…her
brother.Her own brother.Keeping it in the family.Good ol’ incest, the stuff you always hear
people making fun of happening in Alabama, West Virginia or Kentucky (dunno
about the latter two states, but I’ve literally never seen or heard about any
real incest going on in Alabama for generations).Now, I honestly don’t care one way or the
other if family members are banging one another, I really don’t; it’s not my
business if siblings want to get it on, or lucky fathers and daughters, or
cousins or…whatever.As long as it’s
consensual, I guess.It certainly was
with Miss Martin; she lived with him for five years and apparently they fucked
regularly.Eeeww!
But she didn’t stop
there.Nope.She proudly and happily got knocked up by her
brother, yet another out of wedlock baby on welfare in a town and county packed
to the brim and overflowing with single moms and their bastard children on
welfare.Poor white trash, uneducated,
minimum-wage burger flipper job, and knocked up…by her own brother.Not step-brother, not half-brother.Nope, her immediate family.Well, Pauline Martin squirts out her out of wedlock
welfare baby and, not surprisingly, he has severe medical and genetic
problems.No shit!That very often happens with incest; those children
are usually mentally retarded because of the inbreeding.
Y'know, kinda like these brothers
It’s genetics, which anybody with an IQ over
90 would know.Obviously, Pauline and
her bro are IQ<90.
The baby has such
serious medical and genetic issues and abnormalities that he had to be rushed
to Winnie Palmer Hospital in Whorelando, where DNA tests quickly show that
incest isn’t the best.Soon afterward,
Lake County Sheriff’s deputies visited Martin at her lovely workplace, the
McDonald’s in Okahumpka aka “Okadumpka.”I work quite near that place, and the entire staff is a friggen freak
show!The trashiest of the trash, the
scummiest of the scum, and possibly the worst McDonald’s in the entire
county…and that’s saying a lot, seeing that McD’s is the worst fast food
around.
So the coppers come
by her freakazoid workplace and question her about the baby.She openly admits that it’s her brother’s
baby, that she’s been having a continuous sexual relationship with her own
sibling, and that she was going to eventually call the incest off because she
was “talking” to another guy.Sheeeeesh!What a desperate simp
to be wanting to hook up with this skank-ass whore, but the White Trash Mecca
is loaded with desperate, thirsty simps begging for any pussy they can get…any
pussy.Any.Even this nasty ho.I bet even with the whole state, nay, the
nation, pardon…the WORLD, now knowing about this story, I bet that simp is
still wanting to bang her.Eeeww again.
After Pauline Martin openly admits that she screwed her brother just the night before (Jeebus!), the
deputies then try to arrest her for incest (yeah, that’s still a felony in most
states), and she goes bat-shit crazy and runs to the back of the “restaurant”
and tries to evade arrest.While trying
to get her to the car, Martin kicks and screams “Fuck this!” the entire way to the cop car and in it, so she was also
charged with resisting arrest.Pure
class all the way around.
Working in the White
Trash Mecca, and working near her workplace, I and my fellow co-workers often
saw Pauline Martin.We always knew she
was typical White Trash Mecca filth, but we didn’t know she was this trashy.Like I said, I’m kind of indifferent when it
comes to people wanting to do that stuff in the privacy of their own homes, but
when a retarded baby is born as a result, and that baby now has to be taken
care of hand and foot by taxpayers, I draw the line.All these nice, single guys out there who can’t
get laid, and Pauline Martin is banging her brother instead?Oh, Diseaseburg, Sleazeburg!SMH
Earlier this year, I
posted a blog showing the people of this area, and here it is.Sheesh! Well,
how about a sequel?!So here’s some more
photos of what I see every single day here in the White Trash Mecca of Florida,
which goes from Ocala and Belleview, then Leesburg and Lady Lake, then Wildwood,
and ends up like an old, flaccid, uncircumcised dick sloughing off smegma and
pouring piss all over New Port Richey.
So here are some
more photos of the locals.As stated in
the previous blog, these are culled from social media profiles as well as
websites that feature people uploading pics of those here, or from friends that have
taken the pics themselves.First, here’s
Tumblr pages for methheads here in the White Trash Mecca.Area codes 727 and 352 are the two codes that
encompass the entire area that I outlined in the above map (I'm in the 352), and this entire
area has the highest meth lab busts in the state:
Reppin' the 727 and 352!
Speaking of methheads, how about a New Port Richey/Pasco
County class act, complete with Tampa Bay Rays jersey stuffed in his nasty Hanes boxers:
This is what all the women in the White Trash Mecca consider "hot"
He's definitely going places...like to jail yet again...or detox
And now here’s some Ocala
lowlifes:
I can feel the intelligence just oozing from them
That thar South will rise again...after we finish chugging these here beers!
And of course, they get the somewhat-attractive Ho-cala girls, yet I haven't gotten laid in four full years now!
Yep. No surprise there.
This Ocala skank added me on the good ol’ days of Myspace
back in like 2007 for some reason, so these pics are a decade out of date.Her arrest records continue to mount since
then, as do her tattoos, so much so that they are specially photographed by law
enforcement when they are booking her in for her latest crime of the year:
That chest tat is supposed to spell "UNITY." It should say "UNTIDY!"
Nothing cuter than having one of your out-of-wedlock children pretending to slit your throat
And, here's her daughter. Pure class act, just like her mother.
Oh, and one of her kids is from a black guy. Gee, what a fucking shock!
And finally, how about some of the lovely people you’ll meet
at Wal-Mart.The first three pics were
taken by my friend who used to be an ice cream delivery driver who had to deliver products
to and service the Sleazeburg Wal-Mart every week.He was appalled by what he saw every day that
he had to secretly snap a few pics, sending a couple of them to
peopleofwalmart.com.Of course, it is
Wal-Mart, so what do you expect?
This was one his gems he took right as he walked in the door
You know you're in the ghetto when you have a sign like this on the front door. Oh, and the WIC sign next to it!
Put the erection down, guys.
And here’s one famous pic that was taken in Inverness aka Inbredness…
Teen mom? Check. Tramp stamp and other tats? Check. Filthy pajamas in public? Check. Her mom having to help raise illegitimate child? Check.
…and one taken in Ocala aka Ho-cala:
I can't find one thing in this picture that isn't filled with trash
Oh, just another day in the White Trash Mecca known as
central Florida!
Well, here we are.Coming to a close of my 36th year of life.I posted similar blogs a year ago and two
years ago, so here are the respective links to those:MGTOW and Being 35and MGTOW and Being 34.
Hell, I can't even get 36 year-old women to have sex with me, let alone 18!
Year 36 hasn’t been
too much of a year; I’d say it was just average.I had some outings here and there with my
friends (all guys, of course), and took a week-long road trip to the Smoky
Mountains, and worked, worked, worked.I’ve unfortunately gained quite a bit of weight since my October
vacation to the mountains, so now I’m short, bald and even fatter than I
was.Oh, well, them’s the breaks.
In addition to the
weight gain, I had a terrible cold-like virus that kept me ill for weeks in
February and March; I couldn’t seem to shake it, the worst virus I’ve ever
had.Then, in the beginning of April, I
had a few days of an awful fever that left me feeling terrible again.A couple of weeks ago, I came down with
Bell’s Palsy, albeit a minor case that was barely noticeable to anybody else
but me, but I sure had it!Bell’s Palsy
often occurs some time after a lengthy virus and fever, which is exactly what I
had.So for many weeks, I didn’t do
anything but go to work and then sit home and try to recover.That is a major reason why I didn’t blog for
months.Did ya miss me?Did ya?!
Finance-wise, I’m in
better shape than I’ve been in years!Still not making much, but I’m saving money and living more
frugally.I paid off a credit card debt,
and I’m chipping away at two others I have.I’m just about to have my car paid off, so that monthly payment will now
go to paying off those debts.So
financially, I am doing what so many in the MGTOW movement encourage others to
do: get your economic house in order.This is a good thing, no?
As far as sex and
relationships, well…of course not!
Three-and-a-half years and counting.
I’m short, fat and bald, remember?I’m also living in the White Trash Mecca,
filled with lonely single men and trailer park trash single mothers, like these
actual women from here:
So much trash in one picture, I can't even.
Stretch marks on her boobs from three babies from three different fathers (black and white), and tattoos of random black and white guys she's fucked. Welcome to Leesburg, Florida!
I’m pan-sexual, so
I’ll gladly take a male-to-female transgender, and maybe the right gay or
bi-sexual guy.My mind is open for
either…as is my mouth and anus.As far
as females, there are a couple of very outside chances I have at work, very
outside.One is a flaky 18 year-old girl
who is very sweet but dorky.The other
is a 25-year old fatty from Long Island named Gina.Because she’s not from here, she doesn’t have
any kids and she’s single.Wow!I’ve seen pictures of her when Gina was
younger, and she was quite a piece of ass, but now she just continues to expand
even more than I am.Recently, I saw her
at her desk, eating king-sized candy bar after king-sized candy bar, three in
total, all at one sitting!Good Lord,
even I’m not that much of a glutton!But
Gina is shaped fairly well compared to 95% of fat women, who look like this:
Yeah, but even these women gets tons of dates from thirsty men. Unreal.
Gina’s not like that
at all, so I may try her out.I’d love
to bang her all night, but a relationship? Not a chance!
Which brings me to the last part.MGTOW!Even if I had chances at relationships, there’s no way I would even try
one.Screw that!I sincerely hope that more and more men read
blogs like mine, as well as the loads and loads of YouTube videos and vlogs
from those in the #MGTOW movement and heed their sage advice.I avoid females my age and younger and much
as I possibly can, but then again, they’re not beating down the door to get
close to me, either.But I don’t even
try anymore, and this past year was no exception.I don’t even bother.Years and years and years of rejection and
being ignored or sneered at by even the ugliest, fattest, most undesirable females,
combined with the surreal lack of decent women here, as well as all the
information I’ve gathered in the past couple of years from taking the Red Pill,
leaves me not wanting to pursue relationships and even friendships with women
18 to 40.For men who are interested in
Going Their Own Way, I say, “YES!”By all means, yes!Read my blogs, read other blogs from single
men in our dilemma, and watch the YouTube vids.Immerse yourself in the culture of masculinity and MGTOW.So there’s a recap of the events of me at 36
years old.Be sure to subscribe to my
blog!
Ah, the White Trash
Mecca.For those who don’t know what
that is, here’s a well-read link: The White Trash Mecca Known as Leesburg .And here’s another link of guys in said Mecca
getting “woke,” as the liberal Millennials (is there any other kind?) call it: Opening Eyes.
So now, where
exactly is the White Trash Mecca?Here’s
a Google Map with the area circled in red:
Lots of area, lots of trash.The hardest-hit areas of meth-induced trailer trash and rednecks are
circled in blue: Belleview/Summerfield, Inverness aka Inbredness, Sleazeburg
aka Diseasburg, as well as New Port Richey in Pasco County.I used to not know too much about NPR until I
read a massive amount of comments and saw loads of pictures of the area; there
are entire threads bashing the town on Topix, City-Data.com, and even a
Facebook page called “Pasco County Trash Can.”I’ve also met people who have a lot of personal experience there, and
all of this points to clear evidence that New Port Shitty (as it’s called)
should definitely be included in the White Trash Mecca.If you want to hang out with a bunch of
skanky, dirty-looking single mom strippers (including a dumb Friendzoning whore
I used to work with named Kristiey aka Phoenixxx), then NPR is the place for
you!More toothless strippers per capita
there than in any other city in Florida…guaranteed!But for me, the bulk of the White Trash Mecca
is here in the Leesburg area and environs.I live it every single day.
So now, for some
pics to demonstrate how incredibly trashy this whole region is.I culled these pics from various sources:
personal photos I or my friends or co-workers have taken; pics from Facebook,
either pics I’ve saved from personal profiles or from Pasco County Trash Can;
People of Walmart, or “r/trashy” Reddit.With the last two sites, I got the photos from Florida tags and in the comments
section, the commenters stated repeatedly that the pics were from the White
Trash Mecca.I wouldn’t doubt it at
all.So let’s get started, shall we?
Oh, just another day here!
New Port Richey single mom-to-be training for her next job as a stripper.
*Sighs*
Drive down any road in Leesburg, and this is all you see
Leesburg's finest. Oh, and she's a single mom, too, no suprise.
An 18 year-old with a pack of Marlboros and a Rebel flag tattoo just above her stinky pussy? Probably best friends with the skank just before her.
Not for the dumbasses who actually hook up with this skank!
From Marion Oaks. Just mention "Marion Oaks," and everybody here knows how bad it is.
More FUPA than you can shake a Triple Whopper at. And here, men are so thirsty and desperate that these whales have dozens of simps begging for them weekly.
From New Port Richey. Rebel flag, pajamas in public, Wal-Mart and a vulgar caption on clothing. This is white trash x4!
Also from the NPR area. Teen mom, trashy home and yard, pjs, and check out the shirt. LOL! But I'd still fuck both of them, I have to admit.
This is just a sampling of what I’ve gathered over
a very short period of time.There will be a Part 2 and maybe
even a Part 3 eventually.Just remember,
this is all I see every day, all day, all week, all month, all year. Welcome,
my readers, to the White Trash Mecca.
Hello. This is part blog,
part open letter, and I’m gearing this almost exclusively to Christian single
men in their young adulthood up to their late 30s and early 40s.So if this is you, please read this with an
open mind.If you know somebody who fits
the aforementioned category, I greatly encourage you to send this blog to them
as they need to read this.Seriously,
they need to see it.
OK, I’ve mentioned
a couple of times in previous blogs, I come from an evangelical Christian
background, Southern Baptist, to be exact.Although I’m not particularly religious and haven’t been for about nine
years, I still have a great respect for Christians and Christian Conservatives
despite the incredible persecution they face daily, whether online or in real
life, the former persecution being from the left and being verbal or written,
and the latter being mainly from Muslims worldwide and being very physical and
brutal.I’m not some “keyboard atheist;”
I’m not writing this letter to bash you and ridicule and belittle you, like all
the online atheists/liberals/Marxists do continuously.
Yeah, I’m not like that.At all.I was once one of you,
and, even though I’m not so much now, I still empathize and respect and honor
your beliefs very much.
However,
Nevertheless,
But,
Regardless,
I need to convey this to you guys, as politely and
respectively as I can.
Single young Christian men…
…it’s…it’s time.It’s
just time.It’s time for you to drop out of church once and for all.
I mean it.It’s time
to stop going to church for good, and never go back.Don’t you think it’s high time?
Why are you
going?Why are you even bothering??Is it because your parents are really pushing
for you to go?Is it just because you’re
active in various ministries and worship opportunities there?I know the feeling, as I was very active in
the drama group (indeed, the main actor and one of the main writers of our
amazing plays and videos) and loved, loved, loved it and lived for it as I love
theater.But secular theater is all
godless liberals, and it was great to be around non-godless conservatives and immerse
myself in something that I absolutely loved doing and was talented in doing.So I understand where you are coming from if
you like being part of various groups and ministries in church.But being part of that doesn’t even come
close to outweighing the elephant in the room, and that is…
…you’re single.Very
single.Alone.Probably rarely or never had somebody.And it’s not changing one bit for the better,
now is it?Look around you on a Sunday
morning.Who do you see?
1. Old people, some of them so elderly they are weeks away
from keeling over;
2. Married couples your age, all of them with children, and
all they ever talk about is their friggen kids all the time;
3. Maybe one or two divorced, used-up women with kids, just
in church to look for a sugar daddy to take care of them and their demon
offspring before they hit the Wall;
4. Single men aged 18 to 40.
That’s it.Even in
mega-churches, that’s all there is.I
mean, we’re talking thousands upon thousands of active members…and no real
Christian single females.Wow.I went several times to Meadowbrook Church in
Ho-cala, I mean, Ocala, because I had a friend who went there.Big church, yet no singles group.Just lots of #4 and a couple of #3, along
with couples who weren’t married yet, so they got stuck in the “singles’
group.”I went several times to the
uber-huge and vibrant and conservative CalvaryBaptist Church in Clearwater in the Tampa Bay
area with two friends.Fantastic church,
but again, no single women, just a couple of scantily-clad sluts in stripper
heels and mini-skirts who obviously were there just to put in some church time;
they sure weren’t looking for good guys, because they ignored the pew of all of
us.I emailed the church back in 2011,
asking for info on the young singles group; never even got a response,
obviously because they don’t even have such a group.Here’s an excellent YouTube video about the
subject from one of the gods of the MGTOW movement, Sandman.Please listen to him:
Couldn’t agree more.Sandman is from Toronto, Canada, but his words still ring true here in
the U.S.No single good-looking female
is going to go to church, because they are hot and they think they don’t need
God.That’s why there are no hot babe
Christian women, and even those who are somewhat attractive are already
married.You can keep waiting and
waiting for some Godly, good-looking maiden to come to your church, plop
herself down on the pew next to you, and fall in love, but…it’s not gonna
happen!!
Back in 2011, an
extensive study was published by Stanford University regarding where and how people
met their spouses or partners here in the U.S.The data that was gathered spanned from 1940 to 2010, and here is the
telling graph:
Finding somebody at
church was always not that large of a percentage, but now it’s down to
literally nothing.I mean, look at the
graph: it’s plummeted to virtually zero!In fact, almost every way of meeting a spouse/romantic partner has
fallen, except for online and restaurants/bars, which have leveled off as of
2010; I imagine now in 2017, those numbers have fallen drastically as
well.Have you ever met a decent female
at a bar or restaurant?I’ve been to
dozen upon dozens of them over the past several years and have met or even seen
none at all.And we all know how
horrible online dating is.. Click here to view a blog I wrote about what’s left as far as single females are concerned.So, as you can see, very few people are really
meeting anybody anymore, but they sure as heck ain’t meeting them in church!!If you think that you’re going find somebody
at church, the evidence is overwhelmingly not in your favor, both from
exhaustive studies and from your personal experience and mine.
I’ve visited a
number of medium-to-large-sized Southern Baptist and Assembly of God churches
from Ho-cala to Whorelando to Tampa over the years, and have come up with
nothing to show for it in the way of meeting decent women.And you know it’s the same with you, so stop
living in denial.As Sandman succinctly
put it, they’re not there, as they think they don’t need God.And if they were there, they wouldn’t want
you as they would be banging the bad boys outside of church; I’ve known a lot
of girls over the years who did that, and you have, too.
I used to go to a
local church and was super-active there for years, and there was a guy there
named David who—like most of the young men there—was very single. He was tall,
well-built, and slightly attractive, compared to me, who is short, fat, and
bald.He just sat there and kept waiting
and waiting for a perfect female to drop from the ceiling and land next to him
up in the balcony where he was our light & sound technician.He had a couple of chances for girls, but he
backed out because they weren’t the world’s perfect Christian ladies (hint,
guys: there are none anymore).Waiting
and waiting.Well, David is now past 40,
still a virgin, and still sitting there, waiting for a single woman to show
up.Hasn’t happened, and never will
happen.And ditto for you guys as well.
Back in the day (2003
to 2008, mainly), I hung around over a dozen men around my age here in the
north central Florida area who were Christian and single.Now, the only one I know of who regularly
goes to church is poor ol’ David.Everybody else has left the local churches out of frustration, mainly
because of the lack of women and the lack of reasons for them to even remain
there.Why bother going if you’re a
third wheel, a leftover, awkwardly sitting there with couples while they
incessantly talk about their spouses and kids.Ugh!You know full well you don’t belong there
anymore, guys.There’s no place in
church for single males our age.Time
to leave.Start this Sunday.Seriously, guys.
Am I saying that you
should reject your faith?No, not at
all.I hope that doesn’t happen.What I am saying is that there’s no reason or
no place for you to be in the houses of worship anymore and it’s only going to
get worse as church attendance has been dropping continuously and steadily for
over 15 years straight.Perhaps you and
your fellow Christian dudes could just meet in your homes and have your own
worship services?The first Christians
did just that…and thrived!Try it.Meet at one of your homes or apartments, or
even at a picnic table at a park.Go for
it.Beats sitting in a sanctuary filled
with couples and old geezers, listening to a seven-part sermon series on
marriage and the family, now doesn’t it?Admit it: that last sentence struck a nerve, didn’t it?Been there, done that.We all have.
Single Christian
men, it’s high time for you to ditch church and give up on finding somebody
there.Pack up and go, for your own good
and for your own sake.You’ll thank me.I wish you all the best in your journey
toward self-awareness. MGTOW!
Very
Sincerely,
“Luke
Johnstone”
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