Pheesh

unproblematic soul | Hozier's son | Hopeless Romantic | constantly searching for satisfaction | writer | Tech 🧑‍💻 | Web 3

[Pheesh @UNCSRD]

There is a lot to learn out there, do not limit yourself.

[Fabrizio Romano @FabrizioRomano]

🚨💣 BREAKING: Rúben Amorim has just been SACKED by Manchester United.

Decision made this morning.

[jesse alordiah 44DB 🇳🇴 @jessealordiah]

bruhh this babe na real mumu 😭😭

[KHAN'✨ @khanofkhans11_]

This is flawed because a woman can date you for those nice things you do and still not like you, as long as she’s benefiting.

Let me give him a chance, something said because of his efforts. Not for how she feels about him. And when she gives you a chance you still carry the entire relationship on your back and she stays as a passenger princess. Many men can’t even attest to many acts of reciprocity. That a woman agrees to date you doesn’t mean she likes you. How she behaves while dating you speaks more volume.

[Lukas Not Podolski @OtitoNosike]

If this is your counter to my take, Temi, then I’m afraid it doesn’t hold water, and here’s why.

First, let’s address this so-called “autonomy.” Autonomy is not the same as anarchy. A child saying “no” to everything, without consequence, is not autonomy, it’s rebellion disguised as freedom. Autonomy is earned through responsibility. It’s the product of showing that when you are given a task, you can handle it, and when you are given freedom, you don’t abuse it. To argue that children should be able to say “no” to basic house responsibilities and still expect full privileges is to raise adults who think the world is a buffet table where they can pick only what pleases them and leave the rest. That’s not autonomy. That’s indulgence.

Second, “withdrawing fees because a child did not want to wash plate is financial abuse”? No. Abuse is when power is used to harm. Discipline is when responsibility is demanded to form. The distinction is clear. Financial abuse is when you deliberately use money to manipulate, isolate, or punish unfairly. But when a child refuses basic tasks and respect, refusing to pour resources into their entitlement isn’t abuse; it’s accountability. If you can’t wash the very plate you eat from, why should I pay millions for you to sit in a classroom pretending to prepare for the world? Education is investment. And like every investor, I have the right to withdraw when the one I’m investing in shows no signs of value.

Third, the idea that “not wanting to wash plate is a canon event” is laughable. Canon events are those moments in life that shape destiny, yes, but the shape can be positive or destructive. To dismiss a child’s refusal to carry out small responsibilities as “something they’ll grow out of” is precisely the foolishness that breeds entitled, lazy adults who grow into burdens. Children do not magically outgrow irresponsibility. They grow into it if it is excused. What you don’t confront at 12, you will confront at 22 in uglier forms. This is inevitable.

Let’s be clear: discipline is not insanity, it is mercy. Mercy that may look harsh in the moment but saves lives in the long run. If my child refuses to do the smallest tasks in the home, not because of trauma, not because of disability, but out of entitlement, and I continue to fund that behaviour with school fees, then I am not loving that child. I am grooming a liability. I would rather be called “insane” and raise a child who learns respect than be called “kind” and raise a child who collapses at the first taste of consequence.

So, Temi, your counter mistakes boundaries for abuse, indulgence for love, irresponsibility for canon, and autonomy for anarchy. My house, my rules is not oppression. It is the structure that ensures my children will one day survive in a world that will not coddle them. And if that makes me wicked in your eyes, so be it. I will not raise liabilities.

That said, I remain open to engaging you, or any other feminist, on this matter. My only request is that the same courtesy of civility and respect I extend here be returned as we debate it.

Cheers.

[Jamal 🎱 @4900mal]

Started talking to this girl the other day. Our first day texting shawty like wyd ? I’m like finna go to a bar and get some to eat wyd? She gone sigh then say nothing thinking about going on a watermelon diet cause that’s all I can afford to eat…. Like ight bra

[Pazienza✨#StopGalamseyNow @Bobthebuil19383]

There’s a country in Africa called Togo that has been ruled by the same brutal family since 1967. It started with a coup, turned into a dictatorship and then became a dynasty. Protests are banned, elections are rigged, internet is shutdown because there’s political unrest, and dissenting voices are imprisoned. There hasn’t been real development. There’s also a 5 months old baby incarcerated with her mother because her mother chose to feed imprisoned political activists. While other countries are progressing Togo has been stagnant since 1967. #FreeTogo #FaureMustGo

[Daniel EG @DanielEGUgbah]

If GMOs were a good thing, Africa would be the last continent to get it.

[Oge💜 @Ogeejikah]

What if you were able to personalize your preferences on @chowdeck
Select your allergy. Choose your dietary needs.
Or just type it in, that way you can eat safely without scare or worry of anything.

[Mr. Possible @Mrpossidez]

A strong sign that someone has a more incisive intellect than you do, is in their ability to generate ideas or ask great questions you couldn’t have come up with. A really good question is a partial discovery. Any (smart) person can understand or criticize after the fact.

[🕊️ @lichthauch]

woman loves you broke, loves you stupid, loves you ugly means you found the glitch in the matrix. she's seeing something everyone else is blind to. looking at your soul while the world looks at your symptoms

[Chris @iamchriscorooo]

Please take ur days off, these jobs do not care about u.

[Pheesh @UNCSRD]

@saimagnate Scale

[Alex Hormozi @AlexHormozi]

No matter how behind they start, it’s hard to beat a man who never stops learning.

[Alabi @the_Lawrenz]

You will marry a lover girl with a nurturer mindset, who loves to spoil you, and is unashamedly & unapologetically in love with you.

[Lukas Not Podolski @OtitoNosike]

I think it was Robert Greene who said, “When you meet a swordsman, don’t bother reciting poems—bring out your sword and fight.”

I cannot fault Eni for exhibiting feminine traits. For crying—no, for weeping—because his best friend is about to be wedded. Some men are more feminine than they are masculine, and perhaps that is their cup of tea. Let them sip it quietly.

But what I have every issue with is the rising cultural demand to not only tolerate but standardize this behavior as the model of manhood. That’s where I draw the line.

It is, by all rational standards, not related to masculinity. Women have said time and again that they want men who are in tune with their emotions. But in practice, they do not mean men who cry publicly—regardless of the circumstance. What they want are men who feel deeply, yet hold themselves with a certain majesty. A dignity—a righteous command. Not men who crumble like wet paper in the presence of sentiment.

It is one thing for a man to feel. It is another for him to leak. And no, they are not the same. We’ve become too comfortable with blurring lines simply because it makes people feel better about their own indecision. But clarity was never the enemy. Confusion now parades itself as progress—and men like Eni, have, sadly, become its poster boys.

I do not blame him for crying. I blame the world, no the women that clap for it. That says—“yes, this is the kind of man we need more of.”

A digression here:

Why do women clap for such outpouring of emotions:

Because applause is cheap when it costs you nothing. Because it feels good—progressive, even—to say “men should cry more,” until it is your own man sniveling before a challenge, sobbing at the weight of responsibility, or breaking down when you need him to stand.

Women clap for male vulnerability the way people clap for underdog stories—they want to watch it, not live with it. They cheer it in theory because theory is clean. It has no mud, no consequences. But real life is messier. Real life requires a man who can absorb chaos, not cave to it. Women say they want softness, but their bodies lean into strength. Their instincts reach for composure. Their safety depends not on how much you feel, but on how much you can withstand. The clapping is performance. The choosing is primal—it cannot be changed.

The big question is this: Do we need men who quiver in the face of sentiment, who fall apart in public, who have no quiet reservoir of steel to hold their emotions? Or do we just enjoy the spectacle of a man undoing himself for our comfort?

There was a time when restraint was considered virtue—not pathology. When silence in pain was not seen as emotional constipation, but as discipline—divine strength. The kind of strength that says, “I feel it. But I will not let it spill here.”

That time has been ridiculed, spat on, and dismissed as toxic. And yet—who do women cry to when the world burns? The same men who have learned to bottle thunder in their chests and still speak calmly. You don’t walk into a storm naked and call it honesty. You wear armor. That’s what masculinity was built for.

I’m not saying men should be stones. But by God, they must not be streams either. You cannot weep like a widow and expect the world to lean on you. A man’s emotions must be housed, not homeless. Tamed, not theatrical.
Honed like a blade—not broadcast like “El Cuerpo Del Deseo”.

I’ve seen too many women praise “vulnerability” in public—only to choose men who possess nerves of steel—calm, calculated men who chew bottles for breakfast and eat molten lava for dinner. It’s not hypocrisy. It’s instinct. A crying man does not signal safety. He signals exposure. And no matter how loud the modern script insists otherwise, no woman builds her future on a puddle.

So yes—when you meet a swordsman, don’t recite poems. Bring your sword. When you meet life, bring your spine. When you’re called to be a man, be a mountain, not a weeping babe.

[Okong' Okuna @XivTroy]

The best part to romance is meeting a woman & knowing you're going to have to lock in like you never did. Because of the kind of woman she already was to herself before she met you. Not because she demands it of you. Every fibre in you, every muscle comes alive.

[Yetunde Omobolanle✨ @Divayetty1]

Let’s paint a picture.

You meet a guy, maybe he slid into your DM with a funny meme, or you locked eyes at a party and the spark felt instant, or a friend introduced you casually like, “Oh, this is my guy.” Either way, he came in smooth. Respectful. Not too much, not too little.

[Sir Dickson @Wizarab10]

They are not your friends. There is no classism in friendship.

[Abayomi @Jeezyking1]

One thing for sure, you can’t guilt trip me into doing what I will never do.

[Bobosoftlife @BoboSoftlife]

@PriinceAdeniyii E dey obvious say them no use money train this one