Part 20 Am I a Gold Digger who is going to marry a rich French woman for the French equivalent of a Green Card and an easy life of luxory?
I like it here. It’s like living in Disneyland. I want to stay. To stay here, I must keep renewing my visa. I have a job which takes care of that for me. But the problem is that I’m burned out. I’m sick of working in a
hierarchical structure beneath people who have agendas and who are nearly always significantly less educated and obviously less intelligence. I don’t like ignorant people who have poor judgement, who lack the knowledge to make good decisions, and who lack the insight to know they lack the knowledge and telling me what to do.
I went into medical research field because I wanted to be part of something bigger and to help people. Trying to solve a disease in an academic setting is altruistic. I don’t mind that the pay is low. In fact, during the last two years, I made more money spending a few hours per year clicking “buy” or “sell” in my brokerage account than I have slaving in the lab 80 hours a week each year for an idiot boss. The work conditions (working for somebody who is both incompetent and micromanaging) stifle the ability to work. Medical research is no longer valued in any Western country, at least not by the people who control the funding. Society’s funding priorities have shifted maintaining the war in Eurasia.
With Bill Clinton’s wife sure to be in the Whitehouse, the fighting is guaranteed to escalate to the point of a full scale conflict. She makes the Bushes look like Pacifists. She voted to invade Iraq, and then she single-handedly talked Obama into conducting military operations in Libya and Syria. Even Bush’s warmongering former advisors admonished her not to go into those regions on the grounds that it was too unstable. The entire region is much worse than it was before she began her meddling. It must be emphasized that the destruction she unleashed in the Middle East only the beginning of her scheme. It is her grand ambition to entrench the neoliberal New World Order of Reagan and George Bush the Elder into the region. She is working against her own old age. She knows she does not have many years left during which she will have the energy to act. That has made her impulsive and grandiose. My prediction is that after the region melts down into Gulf War 3, the economy will collapse so badly that the last eight years of economic malaise will look like the Good Old Days. While the rest of us suffer, she, her family, and her co-conspirators will profit immensely.
Not only is her politics degenerate, but her character is so low that she has launched a campaign to viciously attack and discredit the women her husband raped, groped, sexually harassed, and exploited.
I’m finished with America, and I never want to go back, not even to visit. I don’t have any friends or family there. My property in storage is just stuff. Most of it can be replaced. Even the things that are valuable like my sack of money, gold and jewels, artwork I have collected, high end bicycles and classic motorcycles, and irreplaceable things like the few childhood photos and souvenirs that exist, I can’t take them with me when I die.
My two cats were all I really wanted to bring here, but my last American girlfriend who said she loved them and promised to care for them locked them out of her flat and made them have to try to survive on the the streets of San Francisco. They got hit by cars. So fsck it.
In the US, marrying for a Green Card is a cottage industry. An American offers to marry a foreigner who wants to live in America for a fee.
Also in the US possibly the majority of women want to marry a millionaire. They write how-to books, produce TV shows, and make websites that offer to make the Gold Digger’s dream come true. These women will go to extremes and humiliate themselves if they think it will secure them a wedding ring. Whether or not the admit it, for these women, marriage is a form of prostitution, and they are the greedy whores. I despise Gold Diggers, and sometimes I hate hypocrites more than I hate Gold Diggers.
A solution fell into my lap. I have been seeing a French girl seriously for the last two months. She knows about my work and visa situation. She offered to marry me. She said I could quit my job and stay home and write.
She’s pretty, educated, kind, and rich. We share a lot of interests. I’m looking for a long term relationship and so is she. No big problems have come up. We haven’t tried living together yet to find out for sure. She says she’s in love with me. I love her, and it is about as intense as you can love somebody you have only known for two months. I told her I would think about it. What could possibly go wrong? I don’t know, but why would somebody make such an offer? Since when does an unobtainable rich Parisien woman propose marriage to a poor foreigner? It sounds too good to be true.
I like it here. It’s like living in Disneyland. I want to stay. To stay here, I must keep renewing my visa. I have a job which takes care of that for me. But the problem is that I’m burned out. I’m sick of working in a
hierarchical structure beneath people who have agendas and who are nearly always significantly less educated and obviously less intelligence. I don’t like ignorant people who have poor judgement, who lack the knowledge to make good decisions, and who lack the insight to know they lack the knowledge and telling me what to do.
I went into medical research field because I wanted to be part of something bigger and to help people. Trying to solve a disease in an academic setting is altruistic. I don’t mind that the pay is low. In fact, during the last two years, I made more money spending a few hours per year clicking “buy” or “sell” in my brokerage account than I have slaving in the lab 80 hours a week each year for an idiot boss. The work conditions (working for somebody who is both incompetent and micromanaging) stifle the ability to work. Medical research is no longer valued in any Western country, at least not by the people who control the funding. Society’s funding priorities have shifted maintaining the war in Eurasia.
With Bill Clinton’s wife sure to be in the Whitehouse, the fighting is guaranteed to escalate to the point of a full scale conflict. She makes the Bushes look like Pacifists. She voted to invade Iraq, and then she single-handedly talked Obama into conducting military operations in Libya and Syria. Even Bush’s warmongering former advisors admonished her not to go into those regions on the grounds that it was too unstable. The entire region is much worse than it was before she began her meddling. It must be emphasized that the destruction she unleashed in the Middle East only the beginning of her scheme. It is her grand ambition to entrench the neoliberal New World Order of Reagan and George Bush the Elder into the region. She is working against her own old age. She knows she does not have many years left during which she will have the energy to act. That has made her impulsive and grandiose. My prediction is that after the region melts down into Gulf War 3, the economy will collapse so badly that the last eight years of economic malaise will look like the Good Old Days. While the rest of us suffer, she, her family, and her co-conspirators will profit immensely.
Not only is her politics degenerate, but her character is so low that she has launched a campaign to viciously attack and discredit the women her husband raped, groped, sexually harassed, and exploited.
I’m finished with America, and I never want to go back, not even to visit. I don’t have any friends or family there. My property in storage is just stuff. Most of it can be replaced. Even the things that are valuable like my sack of money, gold and jewels, artwork I have collected, high end bicycles and classic motorcycles, and irreplaceable things like the few childhood photos and souvenirs that exist, I can’t take them with me when I die.
My two cats were all I really wanted to bring here, but my last American girlfriend who said she loved them and promised to care for them locked them out of her flat and made them have to try to survive on the the streets of San Francisco. They got hit by cars. So fsck it.
In the US, marrying for a Green Card is a cottage industry. An American offers to marry a foreigner who wants to live in America for a fee.
Also in the US possibly the majority of women want to marry a millionaire. They write how-to books, produce TV shows, and make websites that offer to make the Gold Digger’s dream come true. These women will go to extremes and humiliate themselves if they think it will secure them a wedding ring. Whether or not the admit it, for these women, marriage is a form of prostitution, and they are the greedy whores. I despise Gold Diggers, and sometimes I hate hypocrites more than I hate Gold Diggers.
A solution fell into my lap. I have been seeing a French girl seriously for the last two months. She knows about my work and visa situation. She offered to marry me. She said I could quit my job and stay home and write.
She’s pretty, educated, kind, and rich. We share a lot of interests. I’m looking for a long term relationship and so is she. No big problems have come up. We haven’t tried living together yet to find out for sure. She says she’s in love with me. I love her, and it is about as intense as you can love somebody you have only known for two months. I told her I would think about it. What could possibly go wrong? I don’t know, but why would somebody make such an offer? Since when does an unobtainable rich Parisien woman propose marriage to a poor foreigner? It sounds too good to be true.
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) is to have a lengthy engagement and communicate very openly about what you both expect long-term--things like how long will she be OK with you not making an income. There is a very well known children's author whose wife (a nurse) told him she would support him for one year to dedicate his time to writing. He said knowing there was an end-date was a big motivator. His first book won the Caldecott Medal for children's literature. I'm sure that helped! Speaking as an artist that has had only poverty level commercial success (under 13k a year) I can tell you that it is not an easy path for couples. But then again your knowledge of the stock market could alleviate some stress.
