A Little Advice for Single Guys 18 to 40

Gentlemen, if you’re reading my blogs (and I really hope you are), then you hopefully are a single man aged 18 to 40 or you at least know a lot of single men 18 to 40. Who doesn’t know single men my age or younger? Heck, you can’t walk down the street nowadays without bumping into at least a few within a couple of blocks, and the larger the city, the more you’ll bump into on said city block. At 35 years old, I’ve seen, heard and read quite a lot about the plight of the single man in North America and western parts of Europe, so I give to you some segments of advice, the kind of tips and instruction and information that you might not otherwise hear or read about. You’re not going to see this kind of stuff on GQ or Esquire! You won’t even see this on Return of Kings, as good as half those articles on ROK may be (the other half now are just Trump-loving and “Game” brag & boast blogs). So here are a few points I’d really like you guys to ponder on seriously. These points are mainly for U.S. and Canadian men my age or younger or a bit older; not at all to belittle the plight of males in other nations and continents that are reading this (and I know I have many, many readers from South America, Australia and Europe that I am thankful for), but this is first-hand experience and knowledge I know living here in North America.

These words of wisdom are also meant for regular guys like me, Average Joes, so to speak. If you’re a 400-pound guy wearing a trilby hat (a fake fedora), watching anime and playing video games all day, then this isn’t for you. At all.



If by "swag," you mean an upcoming massive heart attack, then yes.  Yes, you do.



Losers: Assemble!

In fact, this entire blog page of mine isn’t for you guys. Sorry about your Asperger’s. This is just for the regular, run-of-the-mill guys who can’t find anybody, whether it be because of the incredible lack of women now, the hypergamy and ultra-feminism of today’s females, or that you aren’t deemed attractive enough for today’s uber-hypergamous women and their ridiculously high standards…or a combination of two of those, or in my case, all three. So with that said, read on!


1. There are many, many men like you who can’t find somebody!

I know sometimes it seems that you’re the only guy who doesn’t have a girlfriend, the only guy who isn’t getting laid. You always heard about all the bullies and jocks (same difference) in high school banging all the slutty cheerleaders. Heck, you even heard about the tuba girl in the marching band getting it on with the leader of the AV Club! In college, every douchebag frat boy was fucking every single sorority slut. Yet there you were, Forever Alone, and you thought that everybody was with somebody. WRONG!! There are loads and loads of white and Asian men our age who go day after day, week after week, month after month, and yes, even year after year without somebody; I’ve gone 2 ½ years now without sex, not even so much as a BJ. I would say that there are literally hundreds of thousands of men in the 20s and 30s and a bit younger and older in North America who are in the same boat as you and I are. Many in MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way) believe in the “80/20 Rule,” which deems that 80% of the women are having sex with 20% of the men, the Alpha Male badboys. That leaves 80 percent of men fighting over just 20 percent of women; take away the 20% of men who then get those girls, and that leaves a staggering 60% of males in the United States and Canada going without a girl on a regular-to-continuous basis. Yeah, that’s a lot. A LOT. And that’s why you, sir, are not the only guy without a girlfriend.

2. There are absolutely no women who can’t find somebody!



This big blob has hundreds of thirsty men after her.  And you have how many women after you?

No matter how fat, no matter how ugly, no matter how stinky and sloppy and dirty-looking and disease-ridden and revolting a white woman our age is, she can nab a guy, almost any guy, at any time, nowadays. It used to not be like this at all, but it is now. I shall one day blog about why this has happened. But 100% of white, Hispanic and Asian women (black women refuse to date outside their race so they don’t even count)—no matter how low they are on the Sexual Market Value scale—are in constant, overwhelming demand by thirsty, simping males and usually only go less than a full day between boyfriends, if even that. This is how it is here in the White Trash Mecca and from what I’ve heard some guys say, I’m assuming it’s like this nation and even continent-wide.


3. Try to seek out those single men I mentioned in #1.

Some are MGTOW, and out of that group, some choose to drop women like a bad habit and others simply are MGTOW because of not being able to find any woman. Then there are the True Forced Loneliness (TFL) dudes who would be classified as that second part of guys in MGTOW, except that those in TFL constantly whine and moan and complain about being alone. Well, don’t be a TFL dude. Find other guys who, even though they may be single and unwanted, aren’t always crying over it and are just going to go their own way. Try to find these guys and hopefully network and fellowship with them, either online or hopefully in person. Remember, there are possibly hundreds of thousands of them here, so you’re bound to meet men who are like you in many ways. Strength in numbers. Nothing better than being around fellow single guys!


4. There are no single women 18 to 40 that are worth going for anymore.

This ties in to #2. Also, I wrote an excellent blog in which I detail this point a lot, and here it is. Click me! That blog pretty much says it all, but I will just sum up Point #4 by saying to just trust me on this. Trust me.


5. There’s no such thing as a “pity fuck” anymore.

Perhaps there used to be a time when women did that, but not anymore. I tried and tried for years to drop hints and extract sympathy from females, hoping that one of them would think, “Poor guy. He needs a good lay to boost his confidence, and I’m just the gal to do that.” Number of Pity Fucks I got? Zero. Women now have so many males to choose from and with hypergamy, they don’t have to “settle” for guys who aren’t getting any; all they do is sneer at such men and turn their noses. So don’t think for a minute that some damsel will put out for you to make you feel better. It won’t ever happen. Never ever.


6. “Just be yourself” simply doesn’t work nowadays, sorry.

Females always say this bullshit and they don’t really mean it. If they did, then they would appreciate you being yourself and would want to hit the sheets with you. They’re not, are they? I’ll answer that for you: NOPE! “Just be yourself” is a cop-out phrase to get guys off their backs and to try to end the conversation if you’re asking how to get women to notice and like you. Western females are not looking for a great personality and sincerity. In fact, they’re not even looking for a perfect smile. Or stability. Or intelligence. Or talents and abilities. I have all of that and more and can’t nab anyone. They’re only looking for super-tall, super-hot (for today’s nonsensical standards) and usually, super-loaded. If you’re not any of those three, then “being yourself” ain’t gonna cut it, guys. Learn to live with this ounce of verity.

7. (Optional) If you are horny enough, try other genders!

I mentioned in my last blog (it's right here!) that I’m pansexual. I’ll take most women, many male-to-female transgenders, and a few gay or bi men. That way, I can at least broaden my horizons and have more options for sex. Of course, even being pan hasn’t helped me, either. But I’m just saying that if you think that you are in such dire need of getting laid, consider trying trans or gay or bi. Heaven knows there are enough men around, many, many more than the United States could ever want or need. Just throwing out that possibility; if you don’t like it, you can throw it right back. But please do heed and give great attention to the other six points. Go MGTOW!

How Dare You Judge Women and Their Tattoos!

Let’s get this out front: I hate tattoos on women AND men, but I sometimes find myself mildly torn when it comes to hot women with expensive, multi-color, themed tattoos like full sleeves of an ocean scene or something artistic like that. I even get a bit turned on when I see pics of women with full back tats, even ones that go on the boobs and the butt and even into the butthole. I even kinda sometimes like seeing well-done ink just above their vaginas. Are these women slutty? Totally! Are they trashy? Yep! Are they attention whores? Fo sho! And these sluts are 100% “taken,” too, because those ink jobs are very, very expensive and no woman can afford that on their own, so they have to have a sugardaddy taking care of them hand and foot to get said tats, so forget trying to hook up with them, no matter how whorish they are…and they are. Very.

In every opinion poll taken, the majority of men do NOT like tattoos on women, yet the majority of women are now splattered with body graffiti. In fact, in an extensive survey taken just a couple of years ago, 61% of American women have them while only 41% of men do. I imagine the number for women has grown several points since then but probably has flatlined for men. Here in the Leesburg/Sleazeburg/Diseaseburg area, it’s been estimated by the good guys here that well over 90% of women 15 to 35 (yes, 15), have body graffiti. Loads and loads of horrible, smeary, cheap green tats on every visible part of their skanky, used-up bodies. I’ve personally been around thousands of girls and women in this age group here over the past decade, and I can literally count on one hand the number of local cum dumpsters who didn’t have ink splattered on them.

I just happened to Google Image Search “stupid tattoos” for my weekly dose of dumb people, and I came across a pic of not a female, but a male, with a horrid tat. A neck tat, the new full-trash fad that says, “LOOK AT ME!! I’M A SCUMBAG!” Observe:

First off, I’ve never understood the “take and post a pic immediately after I get tatted-up” mentality. It’s still horribly red and inflamed; why not wait until the swelling goes down? I guess it’s just the kind of lowlifes who do this to themselves in the first place.

Anyway, the link took me to Pinterest. Gah, what a useless website that is! Utterly useless. For those who actually don't know what Pinterest is, it’s just a site for women and weenified men who “pin” photos of what they like. For the women (and the Mangina Enablers who follow these women, hoping to somehow fall in their good graces by kissing their asses and pretending they actually like this nonsense), it’s always the same pins: bad boys, pregnancies, kids, weddings (in that chronological order), tattoos and ear stretching. Jeebus! And this is an entire gender’s interests? Yep, sadly so. There were several comments on this tattoo meme, all of them blasting this guy and the quickly growing number of young people who mutilate their bodies like this. Then, came a comment from Kelsey, your stereotypical morally bankrupt, left-wing, heavily tatted-up, body-pierced, welfare single mom…and we MGTOW’ers know how young single moms are, don't we? Here’s Kelsey in all her wisdom and maturity, caused by intelligence and so many, many years of life experiences:

Yeeeeeahhh…about that, missy. No judgment of any tattoos ever?

None, dear? Nobody should have a right to judge that shit? Or a swastika on the face? KKK on the neck? An arm tattoo of a huge penis with “I like little boys” on it shooting out jizz? How about if we MGTOW’ers put “women suck” on our necks? Yes, hun, we have every right to “judge” disgusting, vile, grotesque and blatantly offensive body graffiti. I love it when people call out women regarding butt-awful tattoos and women go on the defensive. They get their French pedicured toes stepped on and they come out of the woodwork anytime their acts are criticized, even minorly.

Roosh wrote a scathing essay about tattooed women recently, only to be viciously trolled, doxed and even had his life threatened by hundreds of angry, tatted-up feminists who got their marching orders via tattoo Facebook and Twitter profiles and pages to invade the blog post with profane, vulgar comments, typical of today’s women. The Militant Atheist Brigade™ works in the same way, scrolling through YouTube comments all day, every day, just to find any comment with even so much as the word "God" in it so they can launch their rote diatribes, demanding that people not believe in something just because atheists don't. The Tatted-up Women's Corps™ has taken a page from their close atheist friends (usually one in the same), and are scouring the Internet, commenting on anything negative regarding their beloved fad.

These women usually say the same three things: “How fucking dare you fucking judge! You’re so fucking close-minded! That’s fucking discrimination!” Ha! Sorry, girlies. Number 1: We have every right to judge what most American men with an educational level past 10th grade deem sleazy behavior. Number 2: If having class, dignity, and self-respect somehow now indicates close-mindedness, then label my mind closed shut with a lock on it. Number 3: Discrimination is applied to race, gender, sexual orientation, age, or handicap, i.e. things that you cannot change, things that you are either born with or have had occur to you unintentionally. Getting the name of a random douchebag you banged tattooed on your chest is a choice you made, and disparagement of it isn’t “discrimination” in any way, shape, matter or form. Sorry to say, but your actions have consequences, something very true that today's American women refuse to acknowledge or believe.

Why I Am MGTOW and Why You Should Be, Too

Men Going Their Own Way (MGTOW) is becoming quite a phenomenon, a trend. It’s not necessarily a movement because it’s regrettably so disorganized, and it’s not a movement like third-wave feminism is because feminists do exactly the same thing, think exactly the same way, and believe exactly the same thing. No individuality, no free thinking, just a collective hatred of good men. With MGTOW, it’s substantially different. Men, young and old, of all races and socio-economic backgrounds, have joined the “group” of sorts for varying reasons, and that’s a great thing!

It seems from a cursory glance that some MGTOW’ers are in their 40s or early 50s, bitterly divorced, and are—or at least were—filthy rich. Must be nice. They loved to flaunt their riches, their cars, their boats, their houses, and as a result, they naturally had whores gravitate to them. The guys married them and as always, the whores got bored with their husband and divorced him, taking with her half of his wealth. These guys still love to talk on men’s websites (like Roosh and Return of Kings) about how much they still have and how they easily rack up $300,000 a year (in a nation where most men can barely make $30,000 now, myself included), but are vocally bitter and angry because these dudes finally realized that women used them for all the money they loved to flaunt. No shit, Sherlock! It took all these years—and sometimes two to three divorces—to realize that?

Well, I’m not one of those. At all. I’m 34, short, fat and bald. I’m Working Class, more like Working Poor. I have a full-time job and a quite decent car and a little money in the bank and some basic possessions and…that’s about it. I don’t have lots of money; almost all my paychecks go to paying down college and credit card debts. I don’t have a yacht. I don’t have vacation condos in St. Lucia and Barbados. I don’t have a 6’3”, 220-pound ripped frame with an 11-inch dick. Naturally as a result, I’ve never, ever had females looking at me or even glancing at me, wanting me, talking to me, wanting to hook up with me, banging me. Except for a couple of medium-to-long-term girlfriends and a smattering of dates here and there, I’ve been completely off the dating grid because of the aforementioned inadequacies.

But…I’m still MGTOW, and have been since late last year.

Some of the arrogant guys on these men’s forums would smirk at me and say, “Why even bother? Nobody wants you. You don’t have any ‘game.’ You aren’t being pursued by women like we all are, so you’re not even on the market.” Keep in mind that many of these same cats are now spending every night playing video games in front of their computer, so they have little room to bash unattractive, poor men for being “losers.”

I don’t have to be tall and thin and good-looking and have money to “go my own way.” And neither do any of you guys out there who are reading this and think that MGTOW is just for bitter, middle-aged, upper-middle-class divorcees who still like to brag about how great their “game” is. Though there seem to be some in the Manosphere like that, MGTOW takes on the form of countless types of guys, and that’s the way it should be. I’ve seen YouTube comments from men in the United States and Canada as young as 19 or 20 stating that they are through with North American women and have no desire to chase them. I’ve watched videos from black men discussing when and why they took the Red Pill. This is for any man, of any age, any race, any nationality, who see—either first-hand or through friends, acquaintances and the Manosphere—how the overwhelming majority of young women are in the West.

In this blog post, I won’t go into detail about my first-hand experiences that drove me to give up chasing women who have always ignored me in the first place, as well as the first-hand experiences with girlfriends and Friends with Benefits that left me hurt and stunned. That’s for another time. I am MGTOW because of those experiences and because of 3rd-wave feminism and how an entire gender of two full generations (X and Y) have become as a result: selfish, vulgar, angry, liberal, godless, slutty, morally bankrupt, and tasteless. Not to mention their ridiculously high demands of men they bang when the women themselves are scum and have no room to judge men for our physical faults.

Guys, join MGTOW. Take the Red Pill. Don’t be Manginas. Don’t be Orbiters. Don’t be White Knights. Join MGTOW to find out what all this is and more! It will open your eyes and mind to reality; at first it’s brutal and depressing, but soon you see that so many other men are in the same position that you are in and it becomes quite empowering. It’s like a veil is lifted and you can see young women for how they really are nowadays. Once you take the Red Pill, you will not have a desire to chase skirts (or even yoga pants or tight jeans), to beg and plead and make fools of yourselves just for the ever-so-slight possibility of getting laid. Fall away from the rigged, brutal and almost entirely unsuccessful dating game and do something else with your time, like hang out with other men who have left the dating scene…or just sit home and masturbate to porn every night. It works, trust me. Don’t lower yourself by giving in to the wants of today’s feminist-controlled women. Start reading websites like MGTOW.com or Return of Kings, and look up great YouTubers like Sandman and Raging Golden Eagle and Rang3r34 with his “Stan the MGTOW Man” series. From there, you will find countless other videos from great MGTOW’ers, filled with hundreds of Likes and comments. Join the crowd, guys. There’s always room in this growing movement. I’m upset at myself for waiting so long to finally walk away from American women, and you will look back at all those years you spent trying to get girls and say, “What a waste of my time!” Trust me.