BusterB: Rules That Men Wish Women Knew

If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.
Learn to work the toilet seat; if it's up, put it down.
Don't cut your hair. Ever.
Sometimes, we're not thinking about you. Live with it.
Get rid of your cat.
Sunday = Sports.
Anything you wear is fine. Really.
Women wearing Wonder bras and low-cut blouses lose their right to complain about having their boobs stared at.
You have too many shoes.
Crying is blackmail.
Ask for what you want. Subtle hints don't work.
Mark anniversaries on a calendar.
Peeing standing up is more difficult than peeing from point blank range. We're bound to miss sometimes.
"Yes" and "no" are perfectly acceptable answers.
A headache that lasts 17 months is a problem. See a chiropractor.
Don't fake it. We'd rather be ineffectual than deceived.
Anything we said six or eight months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
If you don't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.
Let us ogle. If we don't look at other women, how can we know how pretty you are?
If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad and angry, we meant the other one.
Don't rub the lamp if you don't want the genie to come out.
You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done - not both.
Christopher Columbus didn't need directions and neither do we.
You have enough clothes.
Men are from Earth; women are from Earth. Deal with it.

Here is another list from an opinion piece by Vox Day:

Your rights are delineated in the Constitution. Everything else is a privilege.
Your family has to put up with you. For everyone else, it's optional.

This is a lesson I should have learned long ago: guys, you don't have to put up with women's bullshit moods and manipulation. Her family has to put up with that. Don't try to mollify her; don't try to figure out why she's being moody and manipulative (she'll always have a reason). Just dump her ass. Unless, of course, you were foolish enough to marry her and become family, as I was.
Southern belles always get what they want. Watch and learn, grasshopper.

I have to admit that I don't like this piece of advice. This is, in fact, what's wrong with many Western women: they want to be "liberated" from their traditional gender roles when it suits them. They want to be liberated from the drudgery and work that once came with being female. However, when faced with the drudgery and work that comes with adopting the male role, they want to be able to become traditional women again, and call for their knight in shining armour to come and save them. Modern women want all of the benefits of being men, but none of the pain and responsibility. So, if you choose to watch southern belles and learn from them, remember that there's a downside, too.
Sex as an incentive is fair enough. Using its deprivation as a punishment will backfire hideously.

Fortunately for me, Mrs. Buster doesn't do this, but I've had a couple of ex-girlfriends who thought that overt do-what-I-say-or-no-nookie gambits were fair game.
Mocking your man in public creates a no-win situation. He can either slice and dice you verbally, which is no fun for you, or keep his mouth shut and look like an idiot. In the case of the latter, it doesn't mean that you've won, or that he's forgotten.
Men love happy women. Act happy and you may discover how to be happy.

I wrote about this in a post in my 'blog. It's fundamental. Nothing is worse than a cranky woman, or a moody woman, or a vaguely unhappy woman. In fact, cranky, moody, or vaguely unhappy women are so unbearable that some women (such as Mrs. Buster) purposely use these moods as way to get what they want. Do what I say or I'll get cranky. It works, but it also makes it almost certain that your husband will be spending most of his idle time trying to think of ways to get away from you, either temporarily or permanently.
If there's a doubt, choose the most optimistic interpretation. That's what he meant.

Absolutely, and might I add that women are constantly ascribing sneaky hidden meanings to what men say because women themselves can often be sneaky, back-biting bitches. They think that men are being obliquely insulting or manipulative because women are so often this way themselves. It's pure projection.
Honey, honey, honey—a thousand times honey. Never vinegar.

Well, I don't know about never vinegar. Everyone dishes out a little vinegar in their lives. The problem is more that Western women see "honey" as a sign of weakness, a sign of subservience. Saying sweet things to their husbands in order to elicit cooperation is seen as a throwback to the 1950's. As a result, all they ever dish out is vinegar. Is it any surprise that—with a bad taste like that in their mouths—Western men are more and more often looking for mates in other cultures? Why live on a diet of vinegar when you can have honey? Oh, I know that you Western chicks think that you're the only game in town and that we have to take what you dish out or go without, but I have bad news: you're not, and your only comeback is to dish out more vinegar ("You just want someone to wait on you.") The last step for us is to figure out that your opinion of us doesn't matter (it doesn't). Once that happens, you're on your own, ladies.
Conflict is not passion. It isn't any fun, either.

Not that this is anything new: Mrs. Buster can't sit down and talk about problems like an adult. In fact, this is one area where Western women are often superior to their traditional sisters: you can talk to Western women, adult to adult. Nonetheless, there are still "liberated" women who think that the important thing in marriage is to win every argument, to bully their mates into acquiescence. It is no fun, to be sure, and it leaves him looking around for an exit.
Limit yourself to five complaints and demands a day. If you're not counting, you're over the limit.

Cheeky fellow, this Vox Day. Ladies, we all know you're not keeping count. We also know that you couldn't limit yourselves to five complaints and demands a day. Heck, that's an hour's worth, or ten minutes' worth if you're not going into detail.
If no one ever taught you the traditional arts, find an older woman to be your mentor.
Your feelings and objectively verifiable facts may be different. Learn to distinguish between them.

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	If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. Learn to work the toilet seat; if it's up, put it down. Don't cut your hair. Ever. Sometimes, we're not thinking about you. Live with it. Get rid of your cat. Sunday = Sports. Anything you wear is fine. Really. Women wearing Wonder bras and low-cut blouses lose their right to complain about having their boobs stared at. You have too many shoes. Crying is blackmail. Ask for what you want. Subtle hints don't work. Mark anniversaries on a calendar. Peeing standing up is more difficult than peeing from point blank range. We're bound to miss sometimes. "Yes" and "no" are perfectly acceptable answers. A headache that lasts 17 months is a problem. See a chiropractor. Don't fake it. We'd rather be ineffectual than deceived. Anything we said six or eight months ago is inadmissible in an argument. If you don't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys. Let us ogle. If we don't look at other women, how can we know how pretty you are? If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad and angry, we meant the other one. Don't rub the lamp if you don't want the genie to come out. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done - not both. Christopher Columbus didn't need directions and neither do we. You have enough clothes. Men are from Earth; women are from Earth. Deal with it. Here is another list from an opinion piece by Vox Day: Your rights are delineated in the Constitution. Everything else is a privilege. Your family has to put up with you. For everyone else, it's optional. This is a lesson I should have learned long ago: guys, you don't have to put up with women's bullshit moods and manipulation. Her family has to put up with that. Don't try to mollify her; don't try to figure out why she's being moody and manipulative (she'll always have a reason). Just dump her ass. Unless, of course, you were foolish enough to marry her and become family, as I was. Southern belles always get what they want. Watch and learn, grasshopper. I have to admit that I don't like this piece of advice. This is, in fact, what's wrong with many Western women: they want to be "liberated" from their traditional gender roles when it suits them. They want to be liberated from the drudgery and work that once came with being female. However, when faced with the drudgery and work that comes with adopting the male role, they want to be able to become traditional women again, and call for their knight in shining armour to come and save them. Modern women want all of the benefits of being men, but none of the pain and responsibility. So, if you choose to watch southern belles and learn from them, remember that there's a downside, too. Sex as an incentive is fair enough. Using its deprivation as a punishment will backfire hideously. Fortunately for me, Mrs. Buster doesn't do this, but I've had a couple of ex-girlfriends who thought that overt do-what-I-say-or-no-nookie gambits were fair game. Mocking your man in public creates a no-win situation. He can either slice and dice you verbally, which is no fun for you, or keep his mouth shut and look like an idiot. In the case of the latter, it doesn't mean that you've won, or that he's forgotten. Men love happy women. Act happy and you may discover how to be happy. I wrote about this in a post in my 'blog. It's fundamental. Nothing is worse than a cranky woman, or a moody woman, or a vaguely unhappy woman. In fact, cranky, moody, or vaguely unhappy women are so unbearable that some women (such as Mrs. Buster) purposely use these moods as way to get what they want. Do what I say or I'll get cranky. It works, but it also makes it almost certain that your husband will be spending most of his idle time trying to think of ways to get away from you, either temporarily or permanently. If there's a doubt, choose the most optimistic interpretation. That's what he meant. Absolutely, and might I add that women are constantly ascribing sneaky hidden meanings to what men say because women themselves can often be sneaky, back-biting bitches. They think that men are being obliquely insulting or manipulative because women are so often this way themselves. It's pure projection. Honey, honey, honey—a thousand times honey. Never vinegar. Well, I don't know about never vinegar. Everyone dishes out a little vinegar in their lives. The problem is more that Western women see "honey" as a sign of weakness, a sign of subservience. Saying sweet things to their husbands in order to elicit cooperation is seen as a throwback to the 1950's. As a result, all they ever dish out is vinegar. Is it any surprise that—with a bad taste like that in their mouths—Western men are more and more often looking for mates in other cultures? Why live on a diet of vinegar when you can have honey? Oh, I know that you Western chicks think that you're the only game in town and that we have to take what you dish out or go without, but I have bad news: you're not, and your only comeback is to dish out more vinegar ("You just want someone to wait on you.") The last step for us is to figure out that your opinion of us doesn't matter (it doesn't). Once that happens, you're on your own, ladies. Conflict is not passion. It isn't any fun, either. Not that this is anything new: Mrs. Buster can't sit down and talk about problems like an adult. In fact, this is one area where Western women are often superior to their traditional sisters: you can talk to Western women, adult to adult. Nonetheless, there are still "liberated" women who think that the important thing in marriage is to win every argument, to bully their mates into acquiescence. It is no fun, to be sure, and it leaves him looking around for an exit. Limit yourself to five complaints and demands a day. If you're not counting, you're over the limit. Cheeky fellow, this Vox Day. Ladies, we all know you're not keeping count. We also know that you couldn't limit yourselves to five complaints and demands a day. Heck, that's an hour's worth, or ten minutes' worth if you're not going into detail. If no one ever taught you the traditional arts, find an older woman to be your mentor. Your feelings and objectively verifiable facts may be different. Learn to distinguish between them.