It’s Time To Move On.

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There comes a point in everyone’s life where it’s time to move on. It could be time to move on from one job to another. It could be time to move on from the relationship that you are in, it could be time to move on past whatever bullshit that is holding you back.

Are you caught up in the cultural outrage? Time to move on. Are you caught up in defining what exactly is “alpha?” Time to move on. Are you caught up in women’s indignation over…everything? Time to move on.

Are you caught up in “how to get da gurlz?” You guessed it. It’s time to move on.

There’s more to life than outrage. There’s more to life than cultural politics. There’s more to life than just banging women. There’s more to life than “following your biological imperative.” There’s more to life than deciding what is or isn’t “alpha.”

You want to play politics, watch outrage porn, and shout over the internet about who is more “alpha” than whom, that’s fine, you do that. I’m moving on.

Maybe, just maybe, if you stopped paying so much attention to the outrage, maybe it wouldn’t bother you so much? And maybe, just maybe some of it might actually decrease or go away?

When I was back in grade school and all through high school, there was this guy, his name was Dustin. Dustin came from a less than ideal background. He grew up in poverty, didn’t make hygiene a priority, and he acted outlandish in everything he said and did. He loved attention. He was the living epitome of “there is no such thing as bad attention.”

Dustin would intentionally piss guys off just to get a rise out of them and get some attention. It would usually end up with Dustin taking a serious beating. And in all honesty, he deserved it. He got what was coming to him.

Dustin and I used to work at the local grocery store as baggers. He smelled awful, was unkempt, and would try to get a rise out of his fellow co-workers for attention. To this day, I have no idea why management never fired him. Maybe it was out of pity, I don’t know. I do know that he was costing the store business though.

Anyways, I remember one day Dustin decided to try and rile me up to get attention from me. I knew that if I did anything about it, I would be the one that would be held accountable and get in trouble, and I didn’t want that.

So I ignored him.

I’m not talking about the “hey, did you see or hear something” that kids would sometimes do around someone they didn’t like. I’m talking about I actually ignored him as if he wasn’t there. If he spoke to me, I didn’t answer. If he stepped in front of me, I would just go right around him, almost like he wasn’t there. It drove him batshit crazy at first. Just like a little kid throwing a tantrum when they don’t get their way. Eventually though, he left me alone and set his sights on his next target.

Ignoring someone can be brutally effective.

I see guys on the interwebs bitching about how women are “thots” showing off their tits and ass on instagram. I don’t actually blame those women for doing it. They are getting attention from their beta-orbiters and are probably making good money doing it. I’ll tell you right now, if I could show off my ass and crotch to a bunch of women and have them giving me attention and throwing money at me, I’d do it in a heartbeat.

What do you think would happen if guys stopping following, liking, and commenting on these videos and photos that these “thots” put out? What if you as a Man, stopped paying attention to them? What do you think would happen? The “thot industry” would dry up overnight.

Same with feminists. What’s going on here really? I understand all too well that there is political maneuvering and power plays going on, I get that. But what else is going on here? It’s women bitching and moaning. What if you as a Man stopped paying attention to that? What do you think would happen then? What if you were completely indifferent to it? What if you shrugged your shoulders and said, “women are going to complain,” and moved on? Sure the shouting and the tantrums would intensify for a moment, just like kids throwing fits do, but ultimately it would die down.

What if you stopped clicking links to outrage porn? What do you think would happen to those websites that propagate it? Sure they would still be around for awhile since they are targeting women primarily. But what do you think would happen eventually? Clicks are revenue. Clicks are money. Ultimately that’s what all of these sites are about. They are about making money. No clicks, no money. No money, no jobs. No jobs, no websites.

In the past, I’ve called it “Vote With Your Wallet.” I’ll do you one better now:

Vote With Your Attention.

It’s time to move on and do something else.

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