
I met a homeless guy in Osaka Japan once, in a place called Tennoji park, one hot summers night. The guy spoke perfect (I mean PERFECT) English. He told me I should be home at that hour, and that it was dangerous, so I asked him why he was homeless when he could speak English so well. He said he had a great specialized job and a University degree in the mid-90’s, 2 kids, a beautiful wife, and a large home. In one foul swoop of the economy, he lost his job, he found trouble finding new work, bills started to add up, his wife decided to cheat, then she decided to leave with the kids, then he could only take on a lesser paying job, then he had to sell the house, then she filed for divorce and asked for child support, then he had to move to a bachelor apartment, then he lost his lesser paying job because of his slacking due to emotional upheaval, then she asked for more money for education for the kids, and then suddenly he was on the street, his ex was remarried and had taken his kids far away, and he had sold his “ID” (a common practice in Japan with their Yamaguchi Gumi Mafia, where you essentially get paid to sell the rights to your existence) just to pay to see his daughters a few more times. In one foul downturn of the economy this man had lost his entire reason for living and his ability to regain employment/health insurance/life in general because his wife wasn’t getting the money/support she wanted and felt she deserved better. That Japanese man was the biggest wake up call for me. He helped me realize that the system in place in almost every country favours women, and that men are expendable. My advice for men in their 30’s? fukk, eat, be happy, buy what you want, live how you want, and be prepared to die alone, cause it’s better to die alone than to die having lived your life for someone else besides your children... and you can’t have one without the other, so do the smart thing should you have enough balls to do so.


