[VOA]

Cry on your pillow, punch the wall, or scream on the veranda, just make sure you do it after she’s gone.

Medical/Safety Alert to male readers of this column!

About a decade ago, Esquire Magazine had a short article that (IIRC) was
entitled "Hitting The Wall".

It was a cute (and slightly painful) article about the (generally) testosterone-driven
need to punch a wall.
According to the article, if you experience a common occurence of "hitting the wall"
you run a high risk of appearing at the local emergency room with a broken bone in your hand (behind the middle finger, IIRC).
This is common enough that a nurse and/or doctor is likely to ask you
"So, was this about your girlfriend or wife?"

Although the pain of a broken hand bone and the cost of a medical bill and recuperation
might distract you from the machinations of that perfidious wench...
I do counsel self-control.

Given my experiences in the dating game with TODAY'S American women, I do have
some recommendations.
1. Follow the advice in the article.
2. Get a wife from Japan or The Phillipines or some other foreign destination.
Preferably thorough a trusted intermediary in your faith community.

That sub-sector of my social community is the only one with a 100% "still married" rate
after 10 years of matrimony.

[Mr Rogers]

Do NOT be like one guy I knew who put his fist through a window - 32 stiches & he was still alone.

BTW - Filipina wife, we'll be 17 years married on the 17th.