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First it was #MeToo . Then it became #TimesUp . Now it’s #MentorHer

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Feminism and people on the “Left” are bat-shit crazy. That’s all I can think about it. First it was the accusations of #MeToo. Men in entertainment and politics being called out for sexual harassment and indiscretions from time periods of days, weeks, months, and even years ago. Men being crucified in the court of social media with no due process, no evidence, nothing but an accusation. Men losing their jobs and their livelihoods over words. If you questioned it or go against it, you are screamed and shamed into silence. Then came #TimesUp.

Oprah and the gang of Hollywood Elites decided to carry the momentum to the next level. They put everyone on notice, this shit isn’t going to fly anymore.

Now we are seeing #MentorHer.

The men of industry and business have heard loud and clear ladies. Men are no longer having one on one meetings with female co-workers. Businesses are no longer having opposite sex co-workers share cabs. Some businesses are even going so far as to not allow opposite sex co-workers stay at the same hotel/motel while on business trips. All because of the witch hunt known as #MeToo. I don’t blame those men or those businesses. The risks are too great.

So feminists have screamed #MeToo from the tops of their lungs and men are getting burned because of it, and now that those same men, and other’s like them have decided to slow down and approach with caution, we are seeing those same feminist’s screaming #MentorHer! Man up and #MentorHer!

As Dalrock so aptly put it:

Feminism is the assertion that men are evil and naturally want to harm women, followed by pleas to men to solve all of women’s problems.

Well said, good sir. Well said.

Feminists, listen up. This is the world you wanted. This is the world you get. This is the world you deserve. Men are either the oppressive, evil, patriarchy that needs to be smashed and destroyed, or we are the men who compliment you throughout our lives. We are the “other half” so to speak. You can’t shame and then plead for help. You can’t screech and then cry. You can’t have it both ways.

Here’s a quote from Watchmen that is poignant and fitting:

“Roschach’s Journal: October 12th, 1985

Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face.

The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown.

The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “Save us!”… and I’ll look down and whisper “No.”

You reap what you sow.

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

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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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When you’re done, you’re done.

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It’s Still Hard To Accept How Effortlessly You Walked Away

I find it interesting to see a post from a woman who was blown away by her significant other walking away, and effortlessly. From a lot of stuff on the manosphere, it seems that it is mostly men that are the one’s that have the difficulty in getting over the relationship when it ends. Women can too apparently.

When I read that blog post, it was like my ex-wife wrote it. She too, had a real rough time getting over it. Still hasn’t as far as I know. I don’t know because I don’t talk to her anymore. I tried being “friends” with her, but I couldn’t put up with her games and her bullshit, so I removed all contact from her. Changed phone numbers, deleted e-mails, blocked on social media, you name it. Even prepared myself for a possible restraining order if necessary. One of the last things I said to her was, “You have nothing new to say, and I have nothing more to say.” And that was that for me.

I’m in a somewhat interesting position at the moment. I am friends with two people on social media who have just gone through a break up. The guy decided he didn’t want to be with her anymore. Earlier last year, he had proposed to her, and they were engaged. Now they are done, they both moved out, sold the house, and he has moved on. I have to back up for a second though. I found out about their impending break up through her at a surprise birthday party for a mutual friend of ours. I ran into her on the way to the restroom and we chatted briefly for a moment, since we hadn’t seen each other in a few years, and that’s when she told me that their relationship was ending. Funny thing though, is that they both came to the birthday party together and acted like nothing was different and that nothing was going on. Now I understand this part a little bit. I know as a man, that my personal business is no one else’s business. I too, would want to behave civilly in front of others. It’s none of their business what’s going on in my world. I also wouldn’t want to make my affairs become the center of attention when it’s a friend of mine’s special occasion. It’s not about me, it’s their day.

The female friend was shocked to say the least. One thing that she said to me at the time was, “I can’t believe he is giving up THIS.” She then gestured to her body. Now, mind you, she is in really good shape. I mean REALLY good. She takes really good care of herself, and she could easily pass for someone much younger than she is. If I had to guess, I would put her in her early forties, but she could easily pass for someone a decade younger.

Honestly, I have no idea why they broke up. My male friend has never brought it up to me. I have never asked because it’s none of my business. He’s just moved on and seems real content and happy with his life. She is still scratching her head and wondering what the fuck happened. One thing I have learned though, is this:

“Show me a beautiful woman, and I’ll show you a guy who is tired of banging her.” I wish I could find where this quote actually originated from and who actually said it because I want to give credit where credit is due. It’s the truth. I heard this quote years ago, and it’s true for me. I’m sure that both of my friends have a part to play in the dissolution of their relationship, there are no innocent victims here, but just because she is hot and takes care of herself doesn’t mean that he didn’t get sick of her and her shit.

I can relate to my male friend on one thing though. When you are done, you are DONE. To quote Motley Crue: “Girl, don’t go away mad, just go away.” He doesn’t talk shit about her, he’s just done. Just like me and my ex-wife. She’s a great person in her own right, and I truly want for her to find happiness. It just won’t be with me.

Sometimes when you are done, you are done.

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