Stupid Men Equation

DANGEROUS equations that might ruin their whole life. After sometime reading all these forum women bashing craps, I realised that some of these fellas’ mentality is like a car without a steering wheel. I might be wrong but it appears like this. Which is their “NMNHNLM” mentality. Like making Nescafe; sugar + coffee powder + hot water and voila = cup of good coffee. So, tantamount to; money = girlfriend + love. The “No Money, No Honey, Nobody Loves Me” equation set down by their wise one, some losers who coined this. Anyway, the danger?

This is what reminded me of some guy friends of mine. For example, I know jewellery boss who has shitloads of cold hard cash, but he worries and he is never happy. Why? Sure, he has girlfriend(s) but the insecurity which is true, by my own instinct I’ve met one of those and I can tell the kind of personality. Now, how money can bring love and girlfriend is not at all an equation to “true love” or what’s known as “love you for what you are” and not “what you have”.


It’s dangerous to think this way and live by the dangerous equation, that many men had fallen. Don’t challenge me, I have seen the rich fall. Men and their women. What I’m trying to convey to these little men (those who scornfully trash us local girls for being sluts and bitches) to get their maths right. In fact, there is no maths nor any formula to courtship and love. The only formula that makes the NMNH logical is that as a man, career comes first that secures your future even as bachelor as we live in an expensive country. The Honey comes next, which is somewhat tricky. There are girls who loves money and those who don’t. The point here is, money may attract partners but that doesn’t equate love. So, “Nobody Loves Me” is no longer valid, it’s only rhythmically logical perhaps but entirely senseless.


To live by the dumb man equation; One will only crawl back to the forum and start reciting the same old same old same old NMNHNLM chant like morphine for the battered heart and it makes one feel better to be with the rest of the screaming soul in hell.