Decision making

Now, here’s a memory….

Men, remember when you were as free as a bird? And remember the day when, on your own, and without help from any female-like character you could make decisions on your own. Think back. 

Come on now --- think.

That’s better.

The following part of the Post is only for the men. So women, of all ages, skedaddle. 

We won’t have much time so let’s get right to the point.

The essence of my thesis is that somehow we have been able through the institution of marriage to live a life free of the worries of decision making --- and the responsibility of possibly (read, likely) making the wrong decision. 

In place of decision making I, and I believe all happy and contented men, have unwittingly taken on the mantel of incompetence.

So we have come full circle and live free as a bird.

I hear them coming back. Go to another page.