Forgive me if I’m wrong, but I believe you’re misinterpreting those stats. The read that the per capita divorce rate in any given year is 3/10 to 4/10 of a percent, not 30 or 40%. This says nothing about what the overall chances of a marriage to succeed is. It may be 30-40%. It may be more. It may be less. Those stats don’t tell us that, though.
A man checking in here to say I am married, happy to be married, was happy to be getting married on the big day.
As to the whole 50% thing. I listened to a program once where this was discussed. One of those on the program made what was, to me anyway, a good point. Those quoting fail to consider that we don’t start from zero each month or year. For instance, if 1000 marriages take place in January and 50% failed there would still be 500 on Feb. 1. 1000 more marry, lose 500, and now there are 1000 married couples. March 1, 1000-500= 1500 married couples. 1500 married in March and 500 divorces. Now consider those married for decades.
Now factor in the falling percentage rate, couples having married the same partner more than once, and those married many times skewing the averages.
Perhaps you are. However, having failed to demonstrate a grasp of ninth grade statistics, I fail to see why anyone should accept your odd claims regarding any topic that requires math (such as extracting numbers from your rectum and misinterpreting them to support a rather dumb fight on a message board).
I pit assholes that have no idea of what they are talking about. There. We’re even.
Flip of a coin? Have you EVER been in a relationship other than the one with yourself?
Most hookers are not interested in getting married. At least, not to you.
Ever have a dog or a cat to take care of? Perhaps a turtle in your youth? Maybe a rock you liked? Have you ever cared for anything enough to want to take care of it?
But… um… I’m looking forward to it. aaaaaaaand I like to be the center of attention…
My fiancée hates being the center of attention. Um…
Waitaminute! I must be a woman, and she must be a man!
Sexism!!! YAY!
Black people love fried chicken! Waitaminute. I love fried chicken (drove 2 hours to Queens to get campero). aaand I’m white. Huh. I don’t know about this stupid over generalisation thing. I’m not very good at it. (Though technically every black person does love fried chicken, cause if you don’t love fried chicken, you aren’t a real person)
This thread is stupid. Can we just talk about fried chicken instead? Mmmmmm.
There are advantages to being married, you know. Flirting’s more fun - and easier. Okay, cheating slightly, as this relates to having children: you get to play at being coach, and get the chance to tell a captive audience about your exploits as a young person, which they can’t disprove, however much they might raise their eyebrows or mutter “Here he goes again”. You get to hear (regrettably not often enough, but perhaps that would spoil it anyway, as the anticipation of hearing it again is more intoxicating still) the best, most gratifying line a woman can ever deliver: “All the best ones are married.”
Even if it were true, I have a more shocking stat for you: 100% of all lives end in death.
The important part is what you do in the interim.
Marriage has been very good for me. It made me more of a grownup (stop laughing, Gorgonzola…) Pick the right partner, and you’ll complement each other and help each other grow in the direction of the traits you admire in your spouse.
Rather than bemoan the differences, you can learn from them. Gorgonzola is far more responsible, dedicated, and hard working than I am. Left to my own devices, I’d probably just drown in a growing mound of cheetos crumbs and empty coke cans or something. She helps me be better than that.
I in turn have taught her many things, such as how to spend hours in front of a computer without accomplishing a damned thing.
drmark2000, do not post idiotic threads. I hoped that you had learned something from your recent suspension. I’m going to discuss your future posting privileges with the other mods.