May 14, 2012

• India

  In case anyone is wondering where I have been, I will tell everyone right now.  I have been in India.  Normally I would not talk about things of a personal nature here, except that this particular item has socio-cultural implications which are worth discussing.  I went to India meet see a girl who I met online and formed a romantic relationship with.

  Why India?  Those who have been following my blog know that I have been interested in Indian women for some time and should be aware of my reasons.  I had some people give me some grief over my intentions.  Not any friends or family, buy some coworkers and casual acquaintences.  I had a coworker say “you should be loyal to American women,” and I have had other people try to tell me that I should not be race mixing since white people are going extinct and the race needs my DNA to survive.   

  The coworker who said that I should “be loyal to American woman” was a middle aged black guy.  I don’t really know what he was trying to imply with his comment.  I don’t know if he was against immigration in general, or if he was against race mixing, or what.  In any case my ancestors were all immigrants (and relatively recent) so I don’t see why it makes a difference to anyone if I bring in another.  As for the race mixing, I agree that white decline is a problem but race mixers are unfairly used as the poster boy or whipping boy for that.  There is no short supply of white couples or white singles who either delay in marrying or refuse to do so for personal/selfish reasons.  They make up the majority and the problem is that they either delay having children or refuse to do so.  They are the major cultprit for white decline.  Race mixers are a small fraction compared with that.

  

  If international marriage or interracial marriage is so offensive, then the people who are offended ought to do some serious research to find out why it is happening, because there is a reason for it.  For the record, I don’t consider what I’m doing at present to be an interracial relationship, and whether it qualifies as one is objectively dubious, but I have dated interracially before and have no problem with it.  I just follow God’s laws and beyond that I do whatever I want.  If the Bible does not say I can’t do something then that means that I can, and if I want to then I will. End of story.  That also goes for people who have tried to tell me that I cannot play violent video games or burn copies of CD’s to give to my friends.   

  But I digress, I am neither anti-American nor anti-white, and being called such either openly or through implication is offensive to me.  I am just a guy who got fed up with the nonsense of women here and could not take it any more.  I want to encourage other men who are struggling with the women here to consider my story, and consider doing what I done.

  I talked with my girl for a few months before going over to see her.  The women in India are on average vastly superior to the women here.  It is possilble to find women in India, who have looks, virtue, and intelligence.  In the US you are doing good if you can find a woman with two of those.  By virtue I am talking about having a good attitude as well as having never engaged in sexual intercourse.

  

  The contrast between my current relationship and my previous relationships is vast, and difficult to explain without a common frame of reference.  If you have not been with an Indian woman, and have only known the women here then there is no common frame of reference.  The best way I can describe it is as follows.  My previous relationships and experiences with women were like being in pain.  It was like living with continual constant pain for so long that you forget what it is like to not be in pain.  You come to accept the pain as normal and even learn to live with it to a certain degree.  Then all of a sudden the pain is gone.  It is also like having been outside all day in a hot Texas summer, doing manual labor with nothing to drink, and all of a sudden you get to go into an air conditioned building, sit down, and have a tall cold glass of water.

  

  There are no longer any continual power struggles.  Power struggles over small things, power struggles over big things, defiance for the sake of defiance.  Our culture here has become so saturated with male-female power struggles that relationships become like battles, or unending chess games, or constant negotiations.  There is even a song out about how love is like a battlefield.  Just for the record, that is not real love, but it is the only thing available to most of us in the US and in western countries in general.

  There is no more constant disrespect.  Indian women respect you unconditionally, and from the very beginning of the relationship, while women in the US view respect as conditional and duration based.  Women in the US expect us to constantly fight, work, buy, and beg for what they should automatically give us by default.  It is such a contrast.

  There is fiscal responsibility.  Indian women are frugal with money.  They do not typically like to spend money, and if they have to buy something then they like to hunt for bargains.  They typically do not spend money on frivolous things.  They don’t go to hair salons, nail salons, or tan.  Women in the US like to carry around huge purses full of junk which is largely useless, but the majority of women in India DO NOT even carry purses.  Before I left the US I asked my girl if she wanted me to bring her anything from the US.  She said, “I don’t want anything, just bring yourself.”  When I was there I went shopping for some Indian outfits that I can’t get in the US.  I asked her if she wanted me to get her anything and she said, “I don’t want anything, I just want you.”  You guys who have only known US women (of any race), cannot imagine what this is like.

  Of course I did bring her some stuff from the US anyways, and she didn’t say “That’s cheap stuff,” or “I don’t like that brand,” or “why didn’t you get ______ instead?”  No snarky comments or sarcasm, just gratitude and appreciation.

  It is also worth noting that the women there are barely touched by feminism.  If I leave my plate on the table at home then my mom fusses at me.  But when I was in India I was told that I was not supposed to pick up my dishes because that was her job.  My girlfriend and her father both told me that.  They also told me that she was supposed to serve my food.  I was not supposed to serve it myself.  Indian women are traditional/proper women, and do not resist doing womanish things just because they are womanish things.  I realize that any femanists who are reading this are probably screaming at this point, but that’s fine, because I don’t have to deal with it anymore.  I’m sure some femanist is thinking “Well you just can’t handle a real/”liberated”/whatever woman so you have to go get some 3rd world woman.”  If by “real,” “western,” or “liberated” you mean corrupt and rebellious then yes, I can’t handle it.  Of course the fact that you would try to paint my being unable to tolerate your ridiculous behavior as a negative thing is absurd.  The fact that I cannot handle it says more about you than me, since you are the one who drove me away and I have found an alternative solution.  What is your alternative solution to me? All you femanizis can continue to enjoy your one night stands, which supposedly make you feel emancipated, while I will enjoy my marriage and family independant of you and your seething, unmitigated disdain. 

  

  So guys, if you are tired of putting up with all the garbage then Indian women are there.  I’m not going to lie and say it is easy.  For one plane tickets to India are quite costly.  It costs over $1000 for a round trip ticket.  My ticket was nearly $2000, and that is just the ticket to India.  If your target destination is not a city with an international airport then you have a connecting flight to take, or a taxi or train.  Also, India is a labyrinth.  It is crowded and dangerous.  There little or no regulation of traffic and crossing a street or walking near one is risky.  Depending on where you go there is a risk of being kidnapped, and merchants will certainly attempt to rip you off.  You cannot under any circumstance drink the water or eat any food from street vendors, unless you want to be spending some special time in the bathroom.  I was very careful when I went but I still got seriously ill when I was there.  If you want to marry the woman there are two ways to bring her into the US.  One way is to get a fiance visa, which requires proof that you have met in person and takes 8 months to process.  After that period the woman can come to the US, but you then have 90 days in which to get married or they will deport her.  The other way is to get married in India and bring her to the US on a marriage visa.  It takes one year to process the marriage visa.  I don’t know why.  But there is no way that your girlfriend can visit you in the US prior to either of those scenarios unless she either has work here, or family which is already here.  Our wonderful government does not grant tourist visas to Indians under any circumstance.  HOWEVER, even with all of these difficulties it is 100% worth it.  What are a year or two of administrative difficulties against a life time of happiness?  To me it’s nothing. 

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