Author: Rob Says

A man who loves and likes women.

It’s Romanticism By Any Other Name

Rob Says4 Comments
Remember “Dub Mixes?” I do.

Apparently I still have more to say lol.

Teriyaki and I were out having breakfast last weekend, and while we were waiting for our food, “Sister Golden Hair” from America was playing on the PA system. It’s a song that I grew up with. I have to give Teriyaki some credit because she knew the song and was pretty certain who the artist was. Not bad for a girl who was born almost a decade after the song was written and published.

While I was listening and enjoying the song, I realized that while the song didn’t mention a woman’s name, it was in fact, about a woman. There are tons of songs like this. From songs that mention women in a general sense like, “Every Rose Has Its Thorn,” “Witchy Woman,” and “Brown Eyed Girl,” to songs that mention specific names like, “Rosanna,” “Oh Sherrie,” “Mandy,” “Beth,” and “Roxanne” (h/t to Teriyaki for mentioning the Police) there are songs everywhere written mostly by men, about women. Women they love and lost, women who burned them, women they desire.

How many songs are out there that were or are, written by women and are about men? I’m not being snarky or rhetorical, it’s a genuine question. I would like someone to give me a name of a female artist who has written a song about a man that isn’t about her father. I want to know about it. The only one that I can think of in recent times is “The One That Got Away” which was co-written by Katy Perry. This is the closest one that I can come up with without doing a hardcore internet search. Notice that I said co-written. I’m specifically looking for something that was written and ideally sang entirely by a woman about her Man. Bonus points if the song is named after a specific man.

I mentioned guys writing and singing songs about their women to Teriyaki and how, at least at that time, I couldn’t come up with one single female artist who had written and sang a song about her Man, or any man for that matter, other than maybe her Father. I wasn’t bitter or angry then, and I’m not bitter or angry now. I was just pointing out what I had noticed. Teriyaki couldn’t think of a single female songwriter or artist either, or any song that specifically mentioned a Man by his name, not even one about a woman’s Father.

Now to be fair, what would we write and sing about if not for women? You can only sing so many songs about your vehicles, your guns, your dog, and partying in general. What would we sing and write about?

I know! It would something about semen retention.

“Oh what a feeling! When you’re retaining all your semen! Oh what a feeling! You ain’t touching on your penis..” Look up “Dancing on the Ceiling” by Lionel Richie for the chorus to get the groove of where I’m going.

Or…

“Marcus Aurelius, I’m reading his things! Clearing my mind, getting perspective on things.. Before his stuff I couldn’t do things! Just call his name, your mind will be clean… Marcus! Marcus!” See “Master of Puppets” by Metallica, the chorus specifically for that one.

No, it’s probably better that we keep writing and singing about love had and love lost. It’s more relatable for sure.

Like Rollo said, oh so long ago, “Men are the Romantics and women are the pragmatists.” Or something like that. You get the idea. We are forgotten until we are needed. It is what it is. I’ve mentioned the Forgotten Man in a more recent post and I’m going to continue down this rabbit hole in the near future because there is more that I have to say about it.

Women can be romantic, god knows I have experienced it many times throughout my life, but are they romantic by default? No.

Stay tuned, more to come.

The Forgotten Man

Rob Says3 Comments

I happened across a book at the grocery store that I was servicing on Friday, and the book was titled, “The Woman In The Window.” I don’t know who the author is, nor do I care. I have no idea what the book is about either. This isn’t a book review. All I know is that the title and the cover art caught my eye.

When there is a woman standing in a window, like there was on the cover of the book, people are going to notice. People always notice women in windows. “Oh she’s lonely! Oh she’s been kidnapped and held against her will! Oh she’s…..” You get what I saying.

Whenever there is a woman in a window, even in silhouette, or even just barely a glimpse of a face, she will be noticed. She will be noticed by someone. Whether a cop on a beat, a detective looking to solve a mystery, some kids out riding their bikes, or Karen across the street looking for predators, that woman in the window will be noticed.

Who doesn’t get noticed though?

Most men.

Men are the forgotten ones. They are invisible until they are needed. I’m not complaining or crying about it, it’s just the truth.

I go from job to job, 10 hours a day, and I’m almost never noticed. In fact, I tend to startle people because they didn’t see me until I am literally right next to them. I guess it’s a good thing for them that I mean no harm or ill intent, because if I did, it would be too late for them to do anything about it.

In a Brave New World, by Aldous Huxley, there are several classes of citizens. The most numerous and the one that is invisible and forgotten is the Epsilon class. These are the gardeners, the custodial staff, the power line workers, the trash collectors, the busboys, the miners, and the sewage treatment facility workers. These are the personnel that keep the world turning and keep the electricity flowing. Without them, everything grinds to a halt.

This is the great majority of men. Keeping the world turning, the oil flowing, the electricity on, the water going, and the internet on which you are reading this, and posting your latest selfie.

Without these men, you would be sitting in the dark, have no clean water to drink or bathe in, no internet to entertain yourself on, no heat to keep you warm in the winter and no air conditioning to keep you cool in the summer.

These men, these Epsilon’s of today are the unseen, unspoken, Forgotten Men. They are invisible to all until they are needed.

I’ve learned what it is like to be Unseen and Forgotten. It’s not a fun experience. It makes you question yourself, and ask yourself things like, “Do I even matter? What’s the point of life? Is my existence simply to show up, shut up, pay my taxes, and do what I’m told? Is my existence simply to be at the service of someone else? Someone else who doesn’t even know I exist, until they need me for something?”

We all want to be seen and heard. We all want to be noticed. We all want to matter. We all want to have a reason to live and exist and it can’t just be about living to serve and to pay taxes until we die. We don’t want to be Forgotten.

We want to be Remembered.

If we will be only seen when needed, how long will it take for us to decide to, say, not show up for work and keep the lights on? Or pick up your trash? Or keep the water running? How long can you last without your creature comforts and your internet before you need us? A week? A day?

An hour?

Less?

I wonder who will write the next book titled The Woman In The Window? I know I’ve seen that title before.

But who will truly write The Forgotten Man?

It’s A Stopping Point, Not A Destination

Rob Says2 Comments
I Don’t Know Why, But I Liked This Photo.

It’s been over a month since I last wrote or really visited my blog. Why is that?

It’s because I feel that when it comes to many if not most of the subjects that I have talked about on here, I have run out of things to say. I have said what I needed to say, and there are many more bloggers and creators that are saying basically the same things that I have said, only I think they are saying and doing it better than I ever could.

What am I talking about? Why, the Red Pill of course. “How do I get da gurlz?” “How do I get laid?” “Wahmen bad!” “Don’t touch your penis!” And all of those particular topics.

If you want to get laid, get in decent shape. I’m not talking about becoming a gym rat unless that is your thing, but lose some weight. Most of you could stand to lose 20 pounds or more.

And then go out and actually TALK TO WOMEN. Have a bonafide conversation with them. You might discover that they aren’t all bad and that there might be a few who would actually fuck you if you don’t overshare and tell them your whole life story in the first five minutes of meeting them.

That’s it. That’s pick up. That’s the heart of Game. If you can’t get the courage to go out and say hello to someone new, well, I don’t know what to tell you other than your life is going to be lonely, and it’s going to be hard. Especially if you think that women in general are bad or evil. So have at it. It’s your life. Good luck with it.

The Red Pill isn’t a destination. It’s not something that you find out about and then camp out and live there. It’s a way point. It’s a detour and a speed bump of your life. So get on with it. Get on with your life. There’s more to your life hopefully than just the Red Pill.

That’s all I’m going to say about it. I’ve said all of this before, this is nothing new, and so I’m done with it. Go back through the last three years of this blog if you want more information about that topic, it’s all there.

So what have I been doing for over a month now?

I became a ghost on Twitter for one. That won’t surprise the people who follow me there. The more I stay off Twitter, the more my life gets better, so other than the occasional post, me putting up these blog posts and my audio and YouTube stuff, I’m all but done there. I’ll still keep my account active so that people can direct message me and talk to me, and I’ll occasionally get on from time to time, but other than that, I’m done with it.

I’m in a transition period when it comes to my creativity. When I had Chad Elkins on The Salt Lake Sit-Down, and then I followed that up with Chad from The Failsafe, and with both guys, we barely if at all, touched on the Red Pill, that’s when I knew it was a time for me to change things up. I enjoyed talking about podcasting and musical gear with Chad. I enjoyed talking about work and jobs with Chad Elkins. I enjoyed just having regular conversations with some really cool guys about guy stuff. So going forward, at least with the Salt Lake Sit-Down on YouTube, that’s what I’m going to be doing. I’m going to have regular conversations with really cool guys about everything and anything at all. It’s not going to be a cryfest about how women ain’t shit or any of that nonsense.

Speaking of YouTube, there’s a couple of things that I’ll mention right now.

About a month ago, I spent almost one thousand dollars in audio equipment to better my sound quality for what I wanted to do and then I lost my urge to say all of those things. So I have and had all of this gear sitting there doing nothing and I had no desire to hook any of it up and carry on with that I had been doing. Talk about a dilemma. Do I box it all back up and send it back for a refund? Do I sell it on the internet? Do I shut my channel down and be done with it? Do I leave the channel up for posterity and because I occasionally said something that somebody might find to be useful in their lives down the road?

Don’t worry, I’m not shutting down my channel. I have put over three years of my life into it. I’m not shutting it down or leaving it up strictly for archival purposes. I’m still going to be creating content, just not the usual fare that most have subscribed for. So I’m probably going to lose what subscribers I have, and that’s okay. I’ll get new ones going forward.

Speaking of going forward, I had Joe from ProudMasculine.com on my latest Salt Lake Sit-Down and after the show I asked him if he would like to be a co-host with me and he said he would be delighted to do that. Going forward, when it comes to the Salt Lake Sit-Down, it will be Joe and me from here on out. We are still working out the details as to what day and times will work the best for the both of us, but that’s where we are at. So for better or for worse, if you watch my Salt Lake Sit-Down episodes, Joe is going to be a regular fixture going forward. I’m happy about that because I really like Joe and I think our dynamic is a good one.

In other news for those of you who don’t know, I stepped down from Masculine Geek.

Vince, James, and I had a talk about a week ago and that’s when I told them that I wanted to step down. They are my Brothers and I love them both dearly. It’s just time for me to move on to different things and I need that time to expand on what comes next. I’ll still drop in on the show from time to time and I may occasionally add a guest post to their blog or their newsletter, and I’ll definitely see them when we have real life meet ups. Masculine Geek was never intended or started as just an online thing. It was a means for guys to actually meet each other in real life.

So I’m not selling off or returning my thousand dollars worth of audio gear. I’m not shutting down my YouTube channel or this blog. I’ll still be writing here like I am at this moment. I’m not sure yet what I’m going to be writing about here and I’m not sure how often I’m going to be writing here. I would eventually like to get it back to having something for you, Dear Reader, to at least once a week. I’m sure I’ll get there again, I just don’t know when that will be or how long that will take. It takes as long as it takes I guess.

I’m not “done.” I’m not gone. I’m just in a transition period of my life when it comes to my creativity. I have had these periods before, and it’s where I’ll sit around for awhile wondering what I want and am going to do next. I’m sure I’ll do a lot of drinking and fucking while I figure that part out because that’s what I did the last time, over three years ago, when I had a transition period in my creative life.

Not to sound cheesy and like a cliche, but guys, life really is about the journey, not the destination. The Red Pill is a way point, not a final solution or the end point of your lives. Know that and then move on.

Peace,

Rob