When I was growing up in the early 50s, women used to dress decently.
You only saw their skins below the knees, the forearms and from the neck upwards.
Only her husband was allowed to see more than that.
And we used to marry virgins, those days. Yes! Body count of zero.
After she’s borne you 3 children you could get another virgin and repeat the procedure 3-4 times and have 23 children.
All of them were lean, petite and sexy. Even after childbirth.
They had good feminine manners, like asking for permission before going to the stream or the market.
They were very fertile, shy and sweet.
All she wanted was to bear many children for a strong, respected man in the society and serve him for rest of her life.
What about Men?
Men were strong, very courageous and very hardworking.
We would chase 5 hyenas single handedly into the jungle.
We ate unprocessed foods. Our food was mainly fatty meat and yams.
We slept in our own Thingira, few yards away from our women and children.
We spent most of our days in the sun farming, herding, hunting, fighting or training our sons to do that, with other men.
That was before aliens corrupted our society with social media, Socialites, Hormonal contraceptives, cholesterol free foods, democracy, JCM and feminism.
