A mother to her sons

Red Pill Wifey set about the difficult task of writing a letter to her future grown-up twin sons, and succeeded rather admirably:

I’ve been pondering how to write this letter for a while. My conundrum is that I’m your mother, and I’m not the one to teach you about life and girls, that’s your father’s job. But I do want to throw in some words for you. I apologize that this is probably the only letter you’ll get from me, as your sister will probably get a stack. It doesn’t mean I care any less for you, loves.
Most mothers bug their sons to hurry up and get married. I don’t want that for you. Don’t feel pressured to get married and have kids, ever, and certainly not from me. You will never get the “When are you settling down?” question. The way things are these days, you certainly can’t afford to just jump in on a whim. Take your time. Your father will tell you more about this, and probably give you some books to read as homework, too...
I don’t expect both of you to go to college, but I do expect you to get an education in a marketable skill, whether it’s as a degree at a college, an apprenticeship, a trade school, etc. I know one or both of you might be the artsy type (and I suspect you might, you have creativeness on both sides)… I would highly recommend that you treat your creative passion as your secondary job. By all means, if you draw or paint or play music or write, do it. Keep doing it, never stop. But take it from one who knows, a college education in those things is a waste of money and time. You need a primary money maker to support those creative endeavors. Colleges advertise art degrees because it makes them money, not because they are good career paths. Getting an education in liberal arts then hoping for wild success as an artist is a lot like hoping you’ll get into the NHL with no backup plan. You’ve got to be the best, and if you aren’t, you’ve put all your eggs in one basket. Your next stop is as a barista at Starbucks.
Read the whole thing here. It sounds very much like the kinds of things my mother told me when I was growing up- except, of course, that my parents still believe that a liberal arts education is a good idea. Having seen the results of such an education and having refused to go down that route, I rather disagree.

If more mothers were this truthful with their boys when they were growing up, we wouldn't need the Red Pill or the Manosphere, because these truths wouldn't need to be found. They'd be taught from birth. 


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