When I was walking along the beach in Africa with my lovely ntive girlfriend, we saw a German tourist walking along the beach in a Speedo. My girlfriend snarled, "It looks like baby's pant." She was absolutely right, too.

A previous correspondent hit the nail on the head. The author is a boring vile dickhead.

I am astounded at the meanness of some of the posters here. You don't have one per cent of all the information you need to judge her.

In my experience, the people who always go around yelping, "You don't bail on your family, no matter what," are the very same people who behave in a swinish manner towards the actual human beings who make up their family.

There is a certain type of person who lives to push other people's buttons, to belittle and trivialize other people. And when the other person gets strong enough to say, "Game over," and walk away, they squeal like stuck pigs.

It is not selfish to walk away from family members who treat you badly. The selfish ones are the ones who treat their family members badly in the first place.

Read "On living in an atomic age" by C.S. Lewis. It can be found in the anthology [i]Present concerns[/i].

That's like being called ugly by a warthog.

Better to do something poorly than to watch others do it well.

By god, the one thing we don't have enough of in this country is people pointing fingers at other people and haranguing them about "diversity." You can never have too much of that.

And the funny thing is, these people NEVER explain how they acquired the moral authority to lecture the rest of us on the subject.

Every time I learn something new about Michele Obama, my opinion of her goes even lower.

Nobody can live for very long without bowel irregularities, rahes, allergies, bleeding gums, sore tendons, irregular heart beat, etc. etc, etc. You don't have a "Million things" wrong with you, just one: you obsess over every little symptom until that feeling rules your life. You may as well learn to deal with these symptoms and a thousand others the flesh is heir to. It's called "building character." You don't hear much about that anymore, probably because the drug companies can't bottle it and sell it.

She has had her breasts removed and is taking hormone injections. Big deal. That doesn't make her a man, any more than riveting some antlers to her skull would make her a moose.

But the media have their product to peddle, and they know that "Man gets pregnant" is a better attention-grabber than "Butch lesbian gets pregnant."

Anyone who would allow 5% of the vile behavior you describe is a complete jerk. You want to know what abuse is? Letting your son get away with it, because you are going to end up raising a totally dysfunctional human being. Please do the world a favor and have yourself sterilized so you don't end up burdening the world with any more hateful creatures like the one you describe.

After fifteen years of marriage and two children, hubby was no longer performing financially (in an economy in which job security is but a distant memory), so she decided to kick him to the curb. Oh well... That's her perorgative, I just don't see why she seems to think we should feel sorry for her.

Your outburst is so lame I barely know where to begin.

In the first place, I did not say one thing about "women." I said something about one particular woman, who is getting paid to air her dirty laundry in public.

And what I said was true. She said so herself in the first paragraph: "This is a story about money."

You are the one whose pathetic desire to kiss feminist ass has severly impaired your ability to read.

Grow up and stop with the "we men suck" stuff. Especially when my letter did not make any such generalizations about women.

Speaking as a geezer who still remembers the eighties, it seems to me it was about that time the feminists stopped pretending to be about rectifying injustices. They wanted to put men in their place. They wanted to cut men down to size.

And they've succeeded! Today, there are millions of men -- maybe tens of millions -- who are so diminished they are capable of having a relationship only with a pixilated image on a computer screen.

Oh well. As the saying goes: be careful what you wish for -- you might get it.

There was a time when the cops would have come along and banged these creeps over the heads with nightsticks. I assume you don't want that.

Would you like me to thrash these punks to within an inch of their lives? I would, but I'm too busy getting in touch with my feminine side.

Or do you just want a captive audience of feminized men, who for the most part would not know how to raise a hand in self-defense, and wag your finger at them and lecture tham about what a bunch of rapacious beasts they are?

I watched my mother have to wipe my father's ass because he was too weak to do it himself, because he smoked. If that is what you want to do with you life, then by all means stay with this man.

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