This last Tuesday I had the honor and privilege to be on Asshole Consulting on Aaron Clarey’s channel. There was a young man who was paying Aaron to answer the question, “I’m thinking of moving to Salt Lake City, Utah, should I?” Aaron brought me on to help give this young man an informed answer since I have lived in Salt Lake City all of my life. Check out the video if you want my take on this guy’s question plus some other hilarity and nonsense. It was a good time.

The reason that I’m writing this post today is that I get the sense that this young man is living somewhere that he would rather not live in. Where he currently resides, I have no idea, but it’s clearly not Salt Lake City, Utah, which brings me to my point.

Guys, there’s no “Mecca” out there for you.

I have seen a lot of guys over the last few years talk about how bad it is in the United States what with feminism and progressiveness and whatnot, and that there is some magical land “out there somewhere” that will cure what ails them. Go to Poland! Go to the Eastern Bloc! Go to Thailand! Go to Mexico! Go to Australia! Go to the Middle East! Go to South America! Surely it must be better than what we have in the United States.

The truth is, whatever you are leaving behind in the United States, you’re also going to have to give up something else, possibly something more, in another country. Do you like clean, running water? That’s not always on the menu in another country. Do you like consistent electricity? That’s not always an option in other countries. Do you like stable internet service? That’s not always possible in other countries. Do you like owning firearms and as many as you can afford, no matter what type or style they are? That’s not possible in other countries. Are you ready to learn, or do you speak another language? Because you will have to if you decide to move to another country. Are you ready to go through that countries immigration program to become a citizen of that country? Be prepared to wait for years sometimes before you can become a citizen of that chosen country, if at all. Are you willing to renounce your citizenship to the United States? Because if you do, good luck coming back legally. And depending on which country you want to go reside in, you may always be considered an outsider.

Are you ready to leave everyone you know and love behind, possibly never to see them again? Are you? That’s always a possibility moving to another country.

A lot of what I just covered can also happen if you decide to stay in the United States but you decide to move to another state. Some are gun friendly, some are most decidedly not. Some have lower tax rates than others, some are higher. In some states the ratio of men to women are greatly in favor of the men, meaning there are more men than there are women. Are you ready for that? Some are child friendly, some are not. Some have community property laws and common law marriages, some don’t. Have you done your homework and looked into these two particular topics? Are you going to? It would be in your best interest if you did.

In some states the family courts are so skewed towards women that it is practically criminal. Live in, get married, and have a family at your own peril. Have you thought about these things? Have you done your due diligence? Have you looked into it?

Some have a dominant religion that could be totally alien and foreign to you. Are you ready for the culture shock? Are you willing to convert? Discrimination based on religion is alive and well, even in 2021. Ask me how I know. Are you willing to lose customers and possibly your business because you aren’t part of the predominant religion in the state you are thinking of moving to? Are you willing to have your children isolated and shunned because they aren’t “x?” These are real things that happen in real time, even today. I’ve witnessed it over 40 years of my life and it is still a thing. And there is nothing you can do about it except either convert, move, or accept that this is what will happen to you, your spouse, and your children if you decide to have any.

I have looked into moving out of the United States in the past and I keep running into one hurdle or another that is too big for me to overcome. The things I would have to give up are too great for me. I like my firearms. I like clean, running water. I like dependable internet and electricity. I like a better ratio of men to women. I don’t want to convert to some form of faith that I know little to nothing about. I don’t want to be religious at all because I don’t believe in religion.

“Dude! You should move out of the United States!”

But to where?

There’s nowhere for me to go that will afford me the things that I hold dearly. Nowhere. I’ve looked. So here I will stay, in the United States, for better or worse.

Do your research. Do it thoroughly. Do it carefully. Take your time.

And remember:

There’s no “Mecca” for you. There’s no “magic dirt” that will solve all of your problems or cure what ails you. You will simply be trading your current problems for new ones. The funny thing is, if your problem is feminism, it’s too late. It’s already here. Everywhere. Some countries are simply behind the curve is all. Give them five to ten years, maximum, and they will be on par with what is already present in the United States.

It’s not called a “Global Village” for nothing.

You can find The Forgotten Man, Part 1 here.

Nobody likes to be invisible, NOBODY.

I have been thinking more about the Forgotten Man, and I remember that I wrote a post about Dustin, a while back. There is great power and great pain when you ignore somebody. The same can be said for someone that just simply isn’t seen until needed. Like I just mentioned, nobody likes to be invisible. Unless you are either a spy collecting information and secrets, or if you are up to no good.

From what I gather, the most “cruel” punishment that can be doled out in prison is solitary confinement. Guys who “go in the hole” for an extended period of time come out “off.” We are social creatures, we want to be seen and to know that we matter. Why do you think guys are yammering on incessantly on social media about whatever their pet projects are? They want to be seen. They want to know that they matter. That’s probably the biggest part of why stupid things like semen retention and “My Legacy” are a thing. It’s guys wanting to get attention. Just like attention is the coin of the realm in girlworld (h/t Rollo T) it’s pretty much the same for men.

I’m beginning to think that all of these so-called “Alpha Males” are nothing more than feminized men. But that’s another topic for another time.

If we as Men are the Forgotten, if we are the Invisible, if we are truly the Epsilon class of society, which let’s be honest, most of us are, what do we do about it? What can be done? How can we be Remembered?

I’m being more rhetorical here, to be honest. But it is a legitimate question. Some guys think that they will be remembered because they became Dad’s and threw a ball around with their kids when their kids were young. They might be remembered. Or maybe their kids will tell Dad to go pound sand and disappear, never to be seen or heard from again. What I call a “Hard Rebellion” is a real thing. Your children aren’t an extension of you, they are their own persons, with their own thoughts, wants, and desires. You as the Father may not have any part in those thoughts, wants, or desires.

When we hear about atrocities such as mass shootings, most of the general public is shocked and horrified. How could something like this happen? It must be that “toxic masculinity” that’s been going around like a virus. Did you ever stop and think that maybe the shooter was Forgotten? That he, and let’s be honest, I don’t hear about a lot of women mass shooters, got tired of being Unseen?

I’m not defending the mass shooters actions, I’m simply saying that maybe being Forgotten, being Unseen, being Invisible, took a toll on the psyche of the shooter to the point that the individual decided that he wanted to be Seen, no matter the cost?

Being Invisible, being Forgotten, being Unseen is a slow death.

It’s mentally painful. It’s excruciating.

You try to be Seen and Heard. Nobody hears or sees you. So you wave your arms higher and more vigorously. You shout and scream louder. Nobody hears you or sees you, because everybody else is screaming and shouting and waving their arms too. So for some, you do the unthinkable. Agree or disagree, it’s an effective way to be noticed. Even if only for a moment. And for some, that brief moment is enough.

Living life as a Forgotten Man is living a life of quiet desperation. It’s a life where you smile on the outside because you don’t want to burden others with your troubles and because people get scared when they see that thousand yard stare in your eyes. It’s when someone asks how you are doing and you default to the answer of, “I’m fine.” Because people get uncomfortable when you say, “My life fucking sucks.” They don’t know how to respond to that brutal honesty.

I put up a little meme in a few posts a while ago:

And I still stand by this picture.

Most Forgotten Men fall under the first category, and I won’t lie to you, it’s a feat to get out of that one. It isn’t easy. But if and when you do get out of it and you can get yourself truly into the second category, that’s when you are truly free. You can be free and Forgotten and it doesn’t matter. You can do what you want, when you want, with who you want, and you’ll be good with that. You get to a point where you can watch what other people are saying and doing in order to be heard and seen and you end up just rolling your eyes and laughing to yourself. Because nobody gives a shit.

Nobody gives a shit about your kids except you. Nobody gives a shit about your Legacy except you. Nobody gives a shit about your problems, including the fact that you are Forgotten and Invisible, except you. And it’s okay.

I hope more Forgotten Men see this post and know that being Forgotten, being Invisible, isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Being Forgotten and Invisible has its perks. You get to see and hear things that if you were Seen and Remembered, people wouldn’t be saying and doing those things around you. You get to see people how they truly are, what they truly think, how they truly act. You can go through life practically undetected and get away with things that those who are Seen and Remembered can’t do or get away with.

While living as Forgotten and Invisible can be a prison in its own right, living under a spotlight is a prison and a hell of its own.