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The synod on the family also left many things about the Sexual Revolution unsaid. Anthony Esolen writes beautifully about the Loneliest Revolution here:
www.crisismagazine.com/2014/will-rescue-lost-sheep-lonely-revolution

Don't be so dramatic, Liz. A lot of us guys out there, who spent time with some of you gals, have the same desire.

Doubt she'll live that long. Veganism ain't what its cracked up to me.

Sow and reap.

Mother Effingby, thanks for that link. Whew.

And of course, as far as unhappy 60-year-old "feminists" are concerned, my only reaction is a bitter satisfaction, of which I should be ashamed.

I'm not, as it happens. But I should be.

I read the article. She claims to have a mortgage and a 600 pound a month heating bill. ???
The Daily Mail readers are leaving some scorching comments on the whole article. Well deserved.

The dynamic of regret is not experienced only by feminists. It is something that happens to all humans. Um, maybe not all, I better confine my observations to the Western World.

Everyone makes some choices after hearing all the "that's dumb, you're gonna be sorry" comments; we do it anyway and if we are lucky we hit the wall fairly quickly and manage to correct.

I will qualify briefly: I got tangled up in booze and drugs for thirty years, climbed out of that hole with AA and church; I had three marriages before I finally found the one I shoulda been with all along (God's will works wonders).

The example given by Liz Jones is typical not only of women choosing the feminist path but of a lot of us when we choose a career (I never was upscale, all I had were jobs, grin). I know men who are still stuck in the Sixties, their last trip evidently not a round trip ticket, oh bummer. Man. I do believe it is harder for a woman to make choices like career/mother and single/married because it requires a larger paradigm shift. Men have changes to make with these choices but um, more internal.

My uncle Letsgo Lozko, he raised bantam chickens but he also was an observer of life. He said, (I cleaned up his Czecho dialect):

"It is better to love a woman and be disappointed that to eat your borscht alone".

I tried both ways and I found out, I don't like to be alone.

One can sit on the porch and think about the road not taken. You can always wonder if life would have been better. Well, you made your choices, be happy with them.
Why torture yourself for choices made. Chose again if the current conditions stink. You don't have to sit out in the rain.

What Onthenorth & VW said.

600quid/month heating bill? Mortgage? She needs a financial advisor.

Common sense will be hard to find.

That said, women have longer lifespans than men, so she could have outlived a husband and been in the same situation.

I think that it should be required that all college women (especially those in women's studies) read the biographies of the 70s feminists. They mostly had dreadful ends. The one real regret I have is that they convinced me that having kids was a bad idea. They didn't really talk about what you are supposed to do in your 60s and older, when you have no one to stand up for you.

And yes, I've outlived my husband and could well outlive my boyfriend. I'm not looking forward to it.

Teri: I wandered in darkness for some years, wasted time it was, and then I got God in my life and started doing the right things. A year ago I was stricken with cancer, purt' near died, and I've still got it. Sooner or later it will overcome me. For you as for me, any consolation would be thin gruel. Try this:

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow

There are two days in every week about which we should not worry,
Two days which should be kept free of fear and apprehension.
One of these days is YESTERDAY, With its mistakes and cares,
Its faults and blunders, Its aches and pains.
YESTERDAY has passed forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back YESTERDAY.
We cannot undo a single act we performed; We cannot erase a single word we said.
YESTERDAY is gone.
The other day we should not worry about is TOMORROW
With its possible adversities, its burdens, its larger promise.
TOMORROW is also beyond our immediate control.
TOMORROW, the sun will rise, Either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds,
But it will rise.
Until it does, we have no stake in TOMORROW For it is as yet unborn.
This leaves only one day - TODAY.
Any man can fight the battles of just one day.
It is only when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities
- YESTERDAY and TOMORROW - That we break down.
It is not the experience of TODAY that drives men mad.
It is remorse or bitterness for something which happened YESTERDAY
And the dread of what TOMORROW may bring.
Let us, therefore, live but ONE day at a time.

That's all we can do.