Virtue Signalling

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All of the virtue signalling in the world, and she still won’t fuck you.

I wrote about women on social media a couple of weeks ago.

I know what I’m going to say here will piss off a lot of the White Knights out there, but it’s true. She won’t fuck you because of your virtue signalling.

Physically defending a woman from an actual physical threat? That will get the tingles going. That will get you laid.

Defending her “honor” on the internet? Not so much. In fact, not only does it make you look like a simp to other men, it makes you look like a simp to the woman as well.

She won’t fuck you because you are “in touch with your feminine side.”

She won’t fuck you because you “understand her predicaments.”

She won’t fuck you because you “support her in her struggles.”

She won’t fuck you because you “agree that the patriarchy needs to be brought down.”

She won’t fuck you because you “agree with her definition of toxic masculinity.”

She won’t fuck you because you “are a stoic.”

She won’t fuck you because you “aren’t like other guys.”

She won’t fuck you because you are “sweet, kind, caring, and understanding.”

She won’t fuck you because you commented on her latest picture with “you’re so beautiful.”

She won’t fuck you because you claim that you are “a male feminist.”

She won’t fuck you because you “identify with her.”

She won’t fuck you because you are a “good listener.”

Virtue denotes honor and trust. Those are things that men look for in other men. Men want to know that you are able to hold and defend the perimeter with them. Men want to know that you have their six. Not so for women.

Nothing wrong with having virtue in and of itself, it can be commended. But she still won’t fuck you.

Drop the virtue signalling.

She still won’t fuck you.

 

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The Hardest Red Pill Truth I’ve Had To Swallow So Far

A woman never belongs to you, it’s just your turn. – Donovan Sharpe

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Does a man ever truly finish unplugging? Is there a final destination to this journey? I don’t know.

I do know that one of the hardest truths that I’ve had the hardest time with is the one that I quoted above. A woman never belongs to you, it’s just your turn. The old blue pill me bought the lie that I could somehow “own” or “possess” a woman. That she would be mine. Never mind the part about sliding into marital bliss and having the burden of performance removed. I’ve never bought into the bliss thing, and I don’t mind the burden of performance. As far as I’m concerned, the burden of performance isn’t really that big of a burden to me, since all the shit I do now is for me, not for someone else. The burden is on me, for me.

I understand now that men are the romantics and the idealists. We are the one’s who would sacrifice our everything for a woman, including our lives. It just sucks to know, really know, that she isn’t capable of doing that for us, or in this case, for me. The possibility that she will walk at a moment’s notice because she perceives that she has found “something better,” is a constant blip on my radar. It plays in the background with every interaction I have. It’s a constant reminder of when Hypergamy rears it’s ugly head, and of course, that there is no such thing as relational equity.

I admit, I’ve struggled with a lot that the red pill has offered me, but this one right now has been the hardest. Do you go all MGTOW and say fuck them all, I want nothing to do with them? I could. But I won’t.

Do I just spin plates for the rest of my life? That’s a possibility.

Do I get more seriously involved with just one, knowing that I’m not her first (for anything really) and that I definitely won’t be her last?

One thing I can say about this last one is this:

While you may go, beautiful woman, and it’ll probably hurt a lot when you go, I’ll enjoy watching your ass move as you walk away.

Thanks for the good times and the memories.

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Unplugging

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For most, if not all my life, I’ve been plugged in. Plugged in to the Feminine-Centric Matrix. What is this Matrix? It’s the conditioning that I and probably most every other male and female have received since we where born. It’s the conditioning from society and Western culture that dictates what we are supposed to do and who and how we should become.

For at least the last twenty years of my life, I’ve thought that I’m crazy. Maybe I am. I doubt it now. I’ve seen and heard things that are going on in real time, in real life, that don’t match up with the conditioning that the Matrix has been forcing down my throat.

I’m sure if you’re reading this, this may be nothing new to you. Maybe you, especially if you are a guy, have felt or are feeling the same way. I wish I could add something new, something unique, but in all honesty, “that shit has been done before.” I do feel the need to say what I’m saying though, if anything just to add my flavor and my perspective on my journey of unplugging.

Sit back, enjoy the ride, and let’s take a trip down the rabbit hole…

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