Hoes really have the nerve to say shit like.....
"Looking for a soulmate/twin flame. Someone to connect with on a deep spiritual level. No time for surface-level shit in 2026. Must have a strong work ethic! Broke mfs need not apply."
....With a straight face.
0% awareness of the contradiction. 😒
It would appear that you're mixing up your dating resume with your actual resume, love. Unless you're hiring seasonal help or seeking a sponsor for your Rent-A-Coochie startup, things like "work ethic", job title or your partner's checking account balance are neither relevant nor any of your damn business. As long as they're not coming at you with their hands out or constantly being dragged into court for late child support, writing hot checks or other legal fuckery, their finances are not your concern (and vice versa).
You're both autonomous, grown-ass adults, and that doesn't change when you enter a relationship or even a marriage. Trying to outsource basic adulting tasks like earning a living/handing the finances or cooking/cleaning/grocery shopping is a one-way trip to Codependence Country and Learned HelplessnessLand. This brand of passive laziness makes it harder to leave if the relationship goes South or even becomes abusive, which it often does due to resentment when you both serve as workhorses for each other instead of actual romantic partners. I know because I've SEEN'T it up close.
Obviously you don't wanna take on your partner's debt or legal headaches, so you have a right (and a responsibility if you're indeed responsible) to make sure they're not hiding anything in that regard before signing marriage or mortgage papers. But that's about as far as your "rights" extend. Digging through your partner's W2s, checking your spouse's bank balance, pay stubs or other private financial records is not only tacky but batshit crazy. It's also a massive red flag that reveals your true motives if they somehow missed the verbal warnings.
The truth is, no one has a right to demand that another person hand over their money or possessions just because they entered a relationship or marriage. The entitlement would be laughable if not so delusionally arrogant! Who do you think you are? Nobody owes your grown ass a damn thing in this world that you didn't earn--not your parents, your spouse, your 8th grade gym teacher... Merely possessing a pussy does not give you the right to hold your partner's financial account ransom. I have one myself, a nice one, and so does half the human population. While they're certainly a plus, you still have to treat people with respect and take care of your basic self-care tasks. And bepenised people (men) can do their own housework/portion of the parenting too. Do all the things you'd fucking do if you were single, and stop treating your partner like The Help or The Bank!
If you want a higher living standard, take another job or work overtime. Invest in the stock market or another passive source of income. I really DGAF how you get your "side money". I'm perfectly content with my lifestyle. My bills are paid and I don't owe a dime in debt, taxes or unpaid bills. My car is paid for in full and I never have trouble paying the rent on time. Whether you're impressed with my stuff is another story, but at least it's MINE free and clear. I'm not in over my head, working myself to an early grave to buy shit I can't afford to impress people I can't fucking stand. I have extra time and extra space, which will always be more important than extra STUFF. I had time to write this screed...
If Women Were Honest...
You're not fooling anybody with terms like "work ethic"; this ain't a Zip Recruiter ad. If you're gonna be a shameless moneyhungry skankbot, at least have the guts to say it wit ya chest. Here's how I envision a more honest dating ad:
"Grown-ass woman seeking replacement Father Fig to be my walking ATM. Duties include funding my lifestyle, opening jars and fixing stuff around the house (that you'll buy or build). Must buy me designer shit and take me to exotic places on your dime. I want excitement and adventure and to keep up with the Joneses and then make the Joneses eat my dust. I want my friends to be so jealous they turn 50 shades of green; for total strangers to cry themselves to sleep after one look at my stunning social media photos in Bora Bora and Antigua and Dubai. I want to escape into a world of make-believe and play acting that puts my own inner child to shame. She was always a sniveling loser anyway.
Oh yeah, I fully intend to use sex and physical intimacy as a reward/punishment in our relationship, as it holds no value to me outside of its ability to "motivate" (read: control) you. If you're lucky and be a good little sponso--, err, spouse, you might even get missionary 2x a year-- your birthday and 4th of July. Or Fat Tuesday and Thanksgiving. Depending on my mood. Anyway, love you Snookums!"
What'd I leave out?
Exclusion Works Both Ways
Let me be clear: It's your prerogative to avoid "broke bitches" if you so choose. While I may think it's petty, superficial and rude, I'd never try and deprive you of that freedom. Dating and relationships are inherently exclusionary and you don't owe your affection to anyone, nor do you owe anyone an explanation for WHY you rejected them. Any explanation you do give is a courtesy.
By the same turn, both "broke bitches" and wealthy candidates alike reserve the right to shut your shameless gold digging ass down, no questions asked. If you were to ask why, we'd likely tell you that your motives are repulsive; that no person rich, poor or in between wants to deal with an ungrateful, entitled womanchild bleeding them dry for the rest of their days! It's the behavior that's intolerable; the size of the victim's bank acct. is a non-factor. NOBODY wants to be used for what they have or what they can do for someone, especially in a totally optional relationship that's supposed to be about love!
Which brings me to my next point: you'll never know whether I'm in the former or latter category: dead broke or quietly sitting on a gold mine. (Maybe it's because I'm genuinely poor. But maybe it's because truly wealthy people who come from generations of wealth know not to flaunt their money, nor to blow it on flashy status symbols that depreciate before you even get them off the lot. They know it's better to invest that money in stocks and bonds or put it in a savings account where it will passively draw interest that you can live off later. That dressing casually serves a dual purpose: avoiding unwanted attention from criminal jewelry snatchers and legal thieves like the IRS and FBI who can put you in the poor house for the rest of your days if you put yourself on their radar.
We--err, THEY--never flash fat stacks of cash like the idiots in rap videos, instead spreading their wealth among multiple diverse mediums ranging from actual gold coins to Bitcoins. Safes full of cash surrounded by loaded guns are another good option, or so I hear. Lot harder for the three-letter agencies to account for and collect taxes on it that way.
While having a bank account is pretty much required in this day and age, the downsides are also massive: the IRS is notified automatically when a person withdraws over $10,000 in a single business day, for instance. And it's becoming increasingly common for crypto scammers to drain the personal and business accounts of elderly people in countries like Australia, the U.S., Canada and the U.K. without the bank ever sending the victims a single automated notification (which they've all signed up for). This money just vanishes and is almost never retrieved. Entire nest eggs and life savings, gone in an instant. Between that and the overdraft fees, daily spending limits, temporary "POS purchase holds" that are often as much as the actual charge and can take 5 days to be refunded... let's just say banks don't have a lot going for them. The customer bears nearly the entire burden for all of this.
Again, It wouldn't matter whether I was one of these theoretical old money Nepo baby hags or a homeless panhandler posting this from an internet cafe--either way, I'd never blow my dough on big stupid purchases for an able-bodied partner who can get it herself. I'm not a big spender even on myself; I'm low-maintenance and have nothing to prove. If you do, may I suggest working through that in therapy. It's okay to enjoy the finer things in life, provided you don't mind paying for them yourself and don't actually need them to be happy. Nice things are called "nice" for a reason... because that's all they are: Nice, not necessary. Sometimes it takes a major health catastrophe or loss of a loved one to realize what really matters, and still, and some people never do.
Unless a mofo is openly living their paypig kink, it should be considered shameful to exhibit even the mildest gold digger behavior. And lesbians, there truly is no place for this heteronormative transactional nonsense in our community. If you as a self-proclaimed "goaldigger" wouldn't be thrilled at the prospect of dating another person who identified as such, why would you think anyone else would be?
In closing, I'd implore anyone thinking of getting hitched in 2026 to have your lawyer draft a pre-nup or at least a strongly worded post-nup. With U.S. divorce rates hovering around 40-50% for first marriages and even higher for subsequent ones, it would be foolish to do otherwise. Nobody thinks their blissful union will fall into this half of the married population, but that's magical thinking. Or wishful thinking. Or failure to think at all. In any case, it's a good way to lose your life's hard-earned savings.
(Sorry if this doesn't sound very "radfem" but it needs to be said. You can't be outraged at (legal) old guy/young girl relationships that are clearly based on his money and her looks when you seek out the same thing in your relationships. It's a transaction, just like how a man buys a lapdance in a strip club or a sex act from a prostitute in the streets. When you present yourself as some kind of prize to be awarded to the highest bidder, you render yourself a high-priced prostitute. If some of you put as much work into just getting your own shit as you put into manipulating people, you'd be set for life).

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