The arc of history makes widows. The lives of the mass of men since the beginning have been nasty, brutish and short. Here's why that's good news for all of us.
I don’t count many bad days with friends. Of course, there are life’s shitstorms—and friends are there in “good times and in bad.” (Kinda like wives). But friends—ones worth keeping and doing life’s time with—do their best not to cause shitstorms for each other.
For the past 50 years—there was little reason to talk about this. It was settled. Now it’s not. What will this decision mean in practice? This is my nonpartisan, factual primer attempt.
Wake up from this nightmare and have a good hard look—a Christian look—at who men and women really are, and at why marriage of the Christian sort is an antidote to the ugly truth about men and women that the egalitarian dream makes impossible to see.
