Category: Advice Column

Sex robots are not an “if” but a “when”. Other technological advancements such as custom AI porn and hyper realistic augmented reality will be the intermediate steps.

Once men have ubiquitous access to sex with their own versions of 10/10s, the current humiliation rituals of jestering for women (expecting to be the one to approach/ask out), achieving success, being “extroverted”, caring about women’s political opinions etc will all be obsolete.

Women will be begging for male attention…. Unfortunately competing with a 10/10 18 to 21 year old (ideal ages) hyper feminine sex robot harem will be next to impossible.

I recently got a new car after going to a dealership for a promotion. I traded in my old car, and they gave me $3,000 toward the new one.

I was at the dealership for hours, pushing back on the price. Eventually, I got tired and made the decision to take the deal. I got too hasty and signed the contract without double checking everything before I walked out the door.

I didn’t get the price I wanted. The used car was listed around $42,000, which was already getting close to what it would cost new at about $55,000. After everything that was added to the deal, the total came out to around $73,000.

I’m 39M, and I have my daughter, “Rose,” 9F, every other weekend, from Friday after school until Monday morning. My ex wife has her the majority of the time.

Rose has been diagnosed with ADHD. Parenting her can be difficult. I still have to monitor her closely, make sure she finishes her homework before watching TV, repeat myself because she doesn’t always listen, and be extremely patient with her. My ex and I also split the cost of a math tutor because Rose has trouble focusing in class.

I’m a 20 year old guy, and I was raised to treat women with respect, honesty, and basic decency. I don’t see women as objects or as something to chase for validation. That’s just how I am.

But online, it feels like treating women well gets labeled as “simping.” Somehow being genuine or caring is seen as weak or uncool, and I don’t really understand it.

At the same time, I see a lot of people my age hooking up or sliding into random DMs because they’re insecure or looking for validation. Maybe it makes them feel better for a little while, but it seems like a temporary fix that can mess with your head in the long run.

My wife and I have a toddler, and my wife recently had a miscarriage. Our toddler was with us at the ultrasound when we got the bad news. My wife was devastated, but she immediately tried to protect our daughter from what was happening. She told her not to worry and promised that instead, we would take her to a theme park she loves. My wife pushed through the whole experience without really showing her grief.

Afterward, she went through multiple rounds of medication that did not work, then eventually needed surgery. The surgery happened during the week we were supposed to go on a beach vacation with my family, so we had to cancel that trip.

My son is 20 and is in a relationship with his 19 year old first cousin. He is an adult, lives on his own, and from a legal standpoint, he is not doing anything wrong because relationships between first cousins are legal in our state.

I obviously do not like the situation, but I also love my son and want to continue supporting him. I am struggling with how to handle something I strongly disagree with without pushing him away. What would you do in my situation?

I had to check my 16 year old daughter’s phone. I know people will have opinions about that, but there were genuine reasons for my concern. I didn’t do it behind her back, and I wasn’t trying to invade her privacy for no reason.

While I was checking, I found messages where she was telling her friends that she wants to get pregnant and have a baby. From what I can tell, she also has a boyfriend. I don’t have a problem with her having a boyfriend. What worries me is that she’s been talking to him about wanting a baby, and it sounds like they both want the same thing.

At the start of July, my girlfriend, Lily, and I went to a wedding where both of our sisters were getting married: Maya, my sister, and Mary, Lily’s sister.

The wedding itself was great. I do not know how else to explain it other than it being social anxiety’s arch nemesis.

Then came the bouquet toss.