I know it is not any of my concern, but before you, due to a lack of cultural understanding doom yourself, your young woman, and any potential kids to a life of misery, I thought I would voice some concerns and points of which you may not be aware.
Man is King in Vietnam. I mean this in a metaphorical sense, but with all the echoes of what king means in the Western world:
1. You will be treated very well. Fed, back massaged, clothes washed, house cleaned. You ask for a beer, you get a beer. Sounds great, huh?
2. You will be able to sleep around. Considered par for the course. Just be polite, don't show off. Make sure she doesn't come around your house. You think you know how it is. Imagine like its a movie. You get your woman on the side.
3. You can treat her very badly. Out in company? Don't even need to mention her name. She can be "my wife"... If you want, don't even refer to her. If you get a good one she'll just sit there and eat. From what I can see, you might be able to just feed her before and just have her sit there looking all pretty. At home, fuck her brains out. Hell, you can probably even slap her around a bit if you get bored.
Man, sure sounds like all those dominant urges can be satisifed easily. Sounds like its the Place To Be.
So, this is what it looks like at first glance.
Are you seriously so god damned dumb that you think women don't run shit out here?
Vietnamese women look all sweet, pretty, nice, sensual. Like if you're dreams slipped out of your mouth while you snored and took the sleek form of dark eyes and silky hair that can haunt you. But they are people, and people have power wherever you go.
It's not obvious here, but marry one, and guess who controls the home. And, they're not marrying you for your education, or your easy laugh - sure that helps - they're marrying you for the better life they get and they plan to run what they get.
Ask yourself a very good question - were you a pimp at home? Were you? Let's not quibble. Did you pull women based on your looks and laughs? Or was it your money? Or could you not get any at all?
Because if it was B or C what makes you different out here? All of a sudden all the beautiful, sweet, intelligent women want to snuggle up to you and have babies because you are just so good?
Because unless you have suddenly turned into the Indiana Jones of love and discovered out here that spark of true love that you were unable to unearth back where the reason your conversations failed was you and not broken english then it probably isn't actually the god damned Ark of the Covenant, is it?
This has been a public service announcement. Please return to your usual philandering.
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