Posts Tagged ‘relationships’

Shmot 5772 – Pharaoh’s Bad Marriage

Saturday, January 14th, 2012

Exodus 1:10  Come on, let us deal wisely with them; lest they multiply, and it come to pass, that, when there falleth out any war, they join also unto our enemies, and fight against us, and so get them up out of the land.

And we all know how that worked out.

There are four ways to preserve a relationship that has begun to deteriorate:

  1. Disable the other person. Through emotional abuse, you can make a person doubt themselves and their ability to survive on their own. Through physical abuse, you can confine or even cripple a person so that they are physically incapable of leaving. Perhaps the most common method today of disabling a person to keep them in a relationship is by keeping them financially dependent. Your credit card issuer and your neighbor with two upside down mortgages can tell you how effective this tactic can be.
  2. Instill fear of the unknown. Convince the other person that there is a big bad wolf hiding behind every tree outside the door, that every person they encounter will take advantage of them, and they will be very reluctant to strike out alone. This method has worked very well for politicians throughout history.
  3. Bond. Be friends. Spend time together in situations that develop emotional attachment. Study, explore, play, fight, and work together. Have an adventure.
  4. Improve yourself. Make a relationship with you look more attractive than a relationship with someone else by becoming a better you. You have probably heard it said that you can’t change someone else. You can only change you. I haven’t read it yet, but Athol Kay’s Married Man Sex Life Primer appears to be based on this idea. It’s on my reading list.

Each of these methods works to a greater or lesser extent and there is a time and place in which each would be appropriate. A healthy relationship, however, will be almost exclusively characterized by methods three and four. Pharaoh tried to keep the Hebrews in Egypt by physically and financially hobbling them. Although they wanted more than ever to leave Egypt, they had no ships, no weapons, no chariots, and no gold with which to obtain such things. They had no allies. They came to believe that they were too weak to face the Canaanites and that their God was too weak or too busy to rescue them. Pharaoh’s strategy might have worked if he had not dismissed Joseph’s God along with Joseph himself. God is the champion of the oppressed and does not allow his people to be abused, enslaved, and terrorized forever.

The Woman Calculator

Wednesday, March 12th, 2008

I’ve had a few years now to think about what traits (or lack of traits) I would want in a potential mate, as well as what traits are complete deal killers. The deal killers aren’t necessarily the things that are most important to me, but they have a cut-off point, beyond which I am not willing to go. For example, I don’t care whether a woman is a genius or just barely above average, but if she’s stupid, then I’m not interested.

  1. Respect. She can’t be rude or spiteful. She has to treat other people, especially me, with respect.
  2. Patriarchy. She can’t want to be in charge. I suspect that all women have a tendency toward manipulation and control, but if she knows this and tries to suppress it, that’s all I ask. She has to believe that her husband is her head and be willing to submit herself to him and her will to his.
  3. Integrity. She can’t be a thief, a cheat, or too much of a hypocrite.
  4. Figure. I’m OK with athletic, thin, chubby, tall, or short. But she can’t be obese, skeletally thin, muscle-bound, or terribly misshappen. Call me shallow if you want, but if I’m not in the least turned on by what I see and feel, then that is going to be a serious hinderance to a relationship.
  5. Age. At least 18 (preferably over 25, but some young women are exceptional) and no more than 5 years my senior. I’m not interested in jail bait, and how many teenage girls in today’s America are settled enough to handle a husband and children? On the downside, how many 25-40 year old women aren’t bitter, sick, or have to hire a bellhop to carry all their baggage around?
  6. Honesty. Related, but not quite the same as integrity. So many women lie as a matter of course. Much of the time, they don’t even realize they’re doing it. They lie to protect themselves or to spare someone’s feelings or just because they feel like it. Nobody is perfectly honest, but there’s a limit.
  7. Beauty. An attractive face is clearly a plus, but beauty eventually fades. I don’t care if a woman is plain, just so long as she isn’t hideous. Fortunately for all of us, really ugly faces are even more rare than beautiful ones.
  8. Baggage. Everybody has issues, everybody has baggage, but a person has to be able to function. I’m not interested in anyone who’s bipolar, psychotic, misandric, rage-filled, possessed, exceptionally bitter, too self-hating, etc…
  9. Religion. She has to be a believer. She doesn’t have to agree with me on everything as long as she is in general agreement and knows that I set the rules in my house. If she doesn’t know Yahweh, then she can hang out and be friends, but that’s as far as it’ll go.
  10. Intelligence. As I already said, I don’t care if she isn’t a genius, as long as she isn’t stupid. I don’t need a woman to match wits with me, but I need to know that my house will remain in order if I am absent. I need her to be able to understand me when I speak and to respond in an intelligent manner. If there will be children, then she needs to be able to teach them.

I gave weights (from 1 to 5) to these characterstics and 26 more and put them in one column on a spreadsheet. I then ranked several women by how they scored. If she doesn’t have the characteristic, then she gets a score of 0. If she has it in moderation, then she gets a score of the characteristic weight times 1. If she has it in abundance, then she gets a score of the weight times 2. For example, I gave Intelligence a weight of 1. A stupid woman gets a score of 0, and she’s disqualified no matter how she scores otherwise. A woman of average or slightly above average intelligence gets a score of 1, and a very intelligent woman gets a score of 2.

Characteristic Weight Woman1 Woman2 Woman3
Intelligence 1 2 1 0
Maternity 1 1 2 2
Trait 3 2 2 4 4
Trait 4 2 4 4 4
Trait 5 3 6 3 6
Total 18 15 13 16

These characteristics received the heaviest weights:

  • Recommendations. Weight=5. Recommendations from people I greatly respect.
  • Respect. Weight=3. See above.
  • Patriarchy. Weight=3. See above.
  • Kindness. Weight=3. Obvious.
  • Integrity. Weight=3. See above.
  • Industry. Weight=3. Hard working and self-motivated.
  • Health. Weight=3. Obvious.
  • Figure. Weight=3. See above.
  • Age. Weight=3. See above.

A few other characteristics: Cheer, generosity, spirituality, torah, humor, fertility, family, domesticity (cooking, mending, etc.), financial acumen, etc.

I put 12 women on my chart. I was already very interested in 2 of them, mildly interested in 4. 2 others had expressed an interest in me, and I added 3 in whom I have no interest at all, just for balance. Based on the deal killing traits, I immediately eliminated 9 women. Out of a possible score of 136, the remaining 3 received scores of 93, 91, and 22. (The last received such a low score because too many cells are occupied by question marks.) That gives me a plan of action: Attract the attention of the 2 top scorers and collect more data on the 3rd place finisher.

I’m sure most women and some men would find this method too cold. I’m fine with that. If you don’t like it, don’t use it. I expect this might be more useful to analytically inclined men–computer geeks, engineers, etc. Many others might think I’m being too picky. I’m fine with that too. For the moment, I’m perfectly happy being single. I don’t have or want a girlfriend, and I haven’t asked anyone out since last August. At the moment, this is more of an intellectual exercise than anything else.

Correction: I had a date in December, but it didn’t turn out well. There’s a deal killer I didn’t mention: She forgets to tell you she’s married.

Update March 13, 2008: Here’s another deal killer: gross immodesty. I don’t mind a tomboy, and I don’t mind a twisted sense of humor. I don’t want to hear about her sexual exploits or how proud she is of her bodily functions. I don’t want anyone else to hear those things either. Modesty is all about knowing (and keeping!) the appropriate time and place for everything.

Update March 14, 2008: I used to think I was the only man to be so analytical about relationships until I came across this Kim du Toit article: Why Bother?

Update March 15, 2008: I need to add yet more fields:

  • Parental Recommendations. Weight=5. Recommendations from my parents.
  • Infatuation. Weight=4. Feelings come and go–which is why this only counts for 8 out of a possible 154 points (so far)–but I’d still really like to feel something for someone I might marry. Call me a romantic.

Your Own Worst Enemy

Friday, October 20th, 2006

The things that you do to yourself are much worse than what anyone has ever done to you.

Your hate, your anger, your bitterness–none of that can hurt anyone but you. The abuse that you do to yourself you blame on what someone else did to you a long time ago, but it’s only been you since then. The longer you hang onto it, the more damage you will do to yourself and, through you, to those you love.

The Power of True Love

Monday, August 14th, 2006

In a previous post I contrasted three kinds of love, only one of which was worth anything to anyone. In this post, I will contrast two more kinds of love: being in love and loving someone.

I was singing along with Huey Lewis on the radio recently (suitably mumbling inappropriate lines, of course), when my eleven year old son piped up, “Believe what about love?”

Believe what, indeed? I had to think about that for a minute, before I finally answered, “I don’t know. I don’t think the singer knows either.” He kept singing, “Do you believe in love?” But never really specified what we’re supposed to believe about love. I started thinking about Lewis’ other songs and realized that he really might not know what he’s supposed to believe. He might not have a clue what love is, let alone what it can do. Here are the lyrics to another of his songs:

The Power of Love

by Huey Lewis and the News

The power of love
Is a curious thing.
Make one man weep.
Make another man sing.
Change your heart
To a little white dove.
More than a feeling.
That’s the power of love.

Tougher than diamonds
Rich like cream.
Stronger and harder
Than a bad girl’s dream.
Make a bad one good.
Make a wrong one right.
The power of love will
Keep you home at night.

You don’t need money,
It don’t take fame,
You don’t need no credit card
To ride this train.
It’s strong and it’s sudden
And it’s cruel sometimes,
But it might just save your life.
That’s the power of love.
That’s the power of love.

The first time you feel it
It might make you sad.
Next time you feel it
It might make you mad.
You’ll be glad baby
when you found
That’s the power of love.
It makes the world go round.

It don’t take money
It don’t take fame.
Don’t need no credit card
To ride this train.
It’s strong and it’s sudden,
And it’s cruel sometimes.
But it might just save your life.

They say that only love is fair
Yeah, but you don’t care.
But you’ll know what to do
When it gets hold of you,
And with a little help from above
You’ll feel the power of love.
You’ll feel the power of love.

Can you feel it?

Don’t take money.
Don’t take fame.
Don’t need no credit card
To ride this train.

Tougher than diamonds,
Stronger than steel.
You won’t feel nothing
‘Til you feel
Feel the power of love
Just feel the power of love.

That’s the power of love.
You feel the power of love
You feel the power of love
You feel the power of love

He says that love is powerful and strong and sudden, that you can’t buy it, and you can’t get it by being famous. You just feel it.

But feel what?

Well, the power, of course.

Oh, right. Of course.

Talk to the bones of Troy about the power of that kind of love.

In pop culture, love is only important because of how it makes you feel. “Being in love” means that you get warm fuzzy feelings. The whole aim of existence is to feel the power of love.

What a rotten, parasitic way to live.

Compare Lewis’ emoting to this song from the Seventy Sevens:

This Is the Way Love Is
by The Seventy Sevens

When I gave up,
You held up.
When I ran out,
You filled me up.
When I kept runnin’,
You kept up.
When I let you down,
You lifted me up.
This is the way love is.

When I couldn’t find the words,
You understood.
When I didn’t find the time,
You were in no hurry.
When I wouldn’t make ends meet,
You tacked them together.
When I cheated,
You kept to the rules.

This is the way love is.
This is the way love is.
Well, it’s a one-sided, double-minded
Mirror with no reflection.

When I was keepin’ it in,
You were givin’ out.
When I was losin’ out,
You’d let me come back.
When I was holdin’ back,
You were holdin’ on.
When I was losin’ my cool,
You were keepin’ your love warm.

This is the way love is.
This is the way love is.
Well, it’s a one-sided, double-minded
Mirror with no reflection.
2x

I kept it all to myself
Just like a miser
Holds onto his last dime.
When I closed up myself
Like a deperate man on a life line,
Well, I was bled dry
Wrapped up in my pride.

This is the way it is
When you’re on the wrong side.

This is the way love is.
This is the way love is.
Well, it’s a one-sided, double-minded
Mirror with no reflection.
3x

This is the way love is.
4x

In this vision, love is all about giving without getting, supporting without being supported. It’s about Yeshua and Mother Theresa and the woman who spends her free time at the nursing home and the man who spends every weekend ministering at the state prison.

Like I wrote before, there’s nothing wrong with being in love, with all the intensity of emotion that comes with infatuation. It’s great! I love it! But it’s not enough to make true love.

True love takes selflessness. I wish I had more of that kind of love to give.

The Seventy Sevens sing about the so-called “Power of Love” too: “I kept it all to myself just like a miser holds on to his last dime. When I closed up myself like a desperate man on a lifeline, well, I was bled dry, wrapped up in my pride.”

That’s the way it is when you’re on the wrong side, when you’re asking, “What can love do for me?”