Showing posts with label third wave feminism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label third wave feminism. Show all posts

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Ah, the White Knights! Hilarity ensues!

I have written blogs about Captain Sav-a-Ho’s, and I have written blogs about simps. Both of those inconveniently darkened links will take you to two widely-read and social media-shared blog posts I’ve made about these topics. While I lightly touched on the subject of White Knights in both blogs, I mainly just want to showcase two glaring examples of White Knighting that I recently came across to demonstrate these pathetic excuses for males.

Urban Dictionary terms White Knights as “a male that treats woman as goddesses and does nothing but shower then in compliments on how wonderful and beautiful and special they are.” Yep, that’s pretty much it. Pussy-whipped manginas who protect women who do not at all deserve to be protected, and they do this in hopes that they will score brownie points with not just the females that they are protecting, but any female who sees or hears about the White Knighting. The majority of White Knights can be found online, from countless internet forums to social media outlets from Instagram to Facebook and especially Tumblr and Twitter. Every day in every way, young men take up the challenge of kissing the cellulite-and-stretchmark-ridden asses of Western women. These girls and women are almost always bringing judgment, condemnation, and contempt on themselves by their ribald behavior, and when they are called out on said behavior, these dudes swoop in to twist themselves into pretzels trying to shelter women from any criticism, no matter how deserved the criticism is. They used to just type things like “Leave her alone!” or my favorite, “Leave her alone…or else!” Or else what? Hahahahaha!!






Now these weenies go into details about how evil all men are who do not grovel and kiss the asses of women; they bring out the stereotypical feminist mush and idiocy of “patriarchy” and “misogyny” among other turd-like bunk, then wait on the sidelines with baited breath, hoping the bitch they just stood for will say, “Gasp! Thou protected my wholesomeness and honor and pride! For that, young squire, thou shalt be invited to fornicate with me and thy seed shall be thrust inside me as a token of my unyielding gratititude!” Yeeaaaahhh, can you guess the number of women who have actually done that?

One guess.

Guess. Go ahead.

Did you guess…ZERO??? You would be right!



Yet, these manginas just keep pecking away on their keyboards, whether on their PC or laptop, or their smartphones or Tablets or iPads. Peck, peck, peck. Anytime a whore is criticized for being a whore, here come the White Knights. Peck, peck and more peck. Donning their shining armor, they must defend the non-existent honor of females who have never had honor or dignity in their lives. If they’re lucky—and that’s a big IF—the slut being protected or some random female who reads the comments from the White Knight will say, “Awwwwe, thanks” or “Totes, bae” or some other insincere, throwaway statement and…that’s it.

The general consensus about White Knights is that these losers do this simply because they inexplicably believe that doing so will get them laid, somehow, someway. Never happens, of course, and never will. There is one alternate theory that came about two years ago on Return of Kings by Jeremy Jacobs. Here’s the link, and the title is aptly named An Alternate Theory of White Knights:. Basically, the author theorizes that men who were unfortunately raised by single mothers (ugh!) have been programmed by them to always protect the female gender, no matter how the female gender acts. It’s a brainwashed, Pavlonian Dog-type situation with these guys. Their awful unwed moms told their own sons to hate masculine men and idolize feminist women, any feminist woman, which is now the vast majority of women, apparently. I think there is definitely a contingent of these kinds of White Knights—I really do—but there are still many, many guys who White Knight simply in desperation of getting poon…that they never get, no matter how much of a fool they make themselves out to be.

Now, I bring your attention to two instances of White Knights online, and whether these two wimps did this because of simping for sex or because of how their mothers raised them, is up in the air. No clue. But they are pathetic White Knights regardless.

First, an Instagram photo from a 13-year-old Australian girl named Bonnie-Lou Coffey. She and her older sisters, Ellie-Jean, Holly-Sue and Ruby-Lee, are Aussie surfer chicks who are only moderately good at surfing as well as only moderately attractive, although they are will openly say that they think they are perfect in every way. Like all females on IG, these intellectually vapid blondes post pics just for attention and Likes and followers, nothing more; the Coffey’s basically are the Kardashian’s of Australia. Well, more and more girls Bonnie-Lou’s age and even younger (like even 12 years old!) from Hawaii, California and Australia are starting to wear thong bikinis on the beach, at the pool, and even walking around parks and on the sidewalks, and take loads of IG photos of their bare butts; in fact, their parents sometimes hire adult male photographers to take photos of their daughter’s bethonged ass cheeks, or the parents take the pics themselves and the girls then post them all over IG. Yes, hundreds—possibly thousands—of pre-teen and barely-teen girls running around in public wearing thong bikinis—almost all of them from Hawaii, but some from The Land Down Under and a few some Cali—all with their parents’ full blessing. Now, if I had a daughter that age, I honestly wouldn’t mind her wearing thongs like that around the pool or the beach with her girl friends, but I or she sure as hell ain’t getting some creepy photographer dude taking pics of her ass and posting them all over social media!! I have a fake IG profile of a hot teen girl, so I add these girls and view their pictures as the girls think that I’m a hot girl. It’s all for research, folks! All for research! Ahem…ummm…anyway…*whistles nonchalantly*

Bonnie-Lou posted a very skimpy pic of her in a see-through bikini top recently:


The sisters are all cute, but their voices and accents are soooooooo grating and ugly.


It was fairly risqué for Instagram and very risqué for a 13-year-old girl. Several people—most of them women, believe it or not—commented on the pic that it was a bit too revealing for such a young girl, and then Bonnie’s sister, Ellie, went on a stereotypical liberal woman rampage, one of many in Australia, an entire nation that has been fully enveloped in man-hating feminism:



Oh, so much feminist double-talk! So much left-wing gobbledygook! So many buzz words when sluts get called out for being sluts. All these Coffey girls have probably been fucking since they were 11! Ah, just in time to save the fair Aussie maiden, here comes the White Knight! En garde!




Oh, please! Give me a break, you mangina! Some adult man playing the concerned male who is here to protect the not-so-honorable Coffey Whores. What a friggen pussy! Speaking of pussy, this mangina probably busted a nut when he actually got a crumb of attention from a fellow feminist, thinking it would lead to him getting laid:


That’s all he's going to get! Sorry, wimp, you ain’t getting any from being Mr. Shining Armor. Now, another example, this time on YouTube. Some annoying Hispanic bitch nicknamed “Jotce80” uploaded a video of her Uber driver acting like a really, really angry asshole who does not need to be driving for Uber. But as can be seen in the video, this bitch baits him and prods him and teases him just to get a reaction:



Typical Millennial, typical Democrat, typical minority. Always trying to start shit. Always trying to pick fights. Always trying to make people feel bad for them. Always trying to play the victim. Always trying to find grounds for a lawsuit. This Jotce80 and her annoying Latina accent was a real cunt with her obnoxious passive-aggressive behavior, and the video she posted received an overwhelming majority of Dislikes (16k to 1k) and a massive amount of very negative comments; in fact, about 95% of the comments on her YT video were negative, including numerous comments from fellow women, many of whom called her a "cunt."
With all the people upset at this bitch, here comes the White Knight:



Sheeeeeeesh! Well, this asshat got a reply, and it’s the exact kind of reply every guy should post when the White Knight starts defending the indefensible actions of a bitch:



NICE!! And that’s what you guys need to do. CALL THEM OUT!! Call them out on their White Knighting! Call them what they are, and these guys will slither away, and nobody ever comes to their defense, including the females they are so bound and determined to defend. If I hadn’t been on my fake Instagram profile (again, just researching!), I would have called that weenie out who White Knighted for Bonnie-Lou Coffey. Call White Knights out, guys! If you see it online, respond to it!

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

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!


Friday, May 22, 2015

MGTOW and Being 34

Just a pretty simple blog here, men. As I’ve said in my first blog (Blog Cherry Popping, which you should all read), I’m 34 years old. Been 34 since last July 2nd, so yeah, the big number is coming up, and yes, I’m dreading it. I’m dreading it as much as I did when I hit 30, and that was a rather depressing birthday; I held on to 29 as long as I could so I could say I was in my 20s. If I could live my life perpetually 29, I’d be one happy dude.

But I do want to talk about what it’s like being 34 to those guys who might be reading this blog and are younger. Do I have regrets in my life? Many small things, actually, but at least a few big ones. Are there things I wish I would have done differently in my younger years (15 to 30)? Abso-friggen-lutely! Knowing now what I know today, there would have been numerous changes in my life, and I believe I would be in much better financial and physical shape than I am right now. Physically, I’m great, except for being overweight, unfortunately; financially, I’m in some pretty bad debt, but a good chunk of it has been greatly lowered over the past few years and I’m making progress in that regard. But I do wish that I had been much more frugal with my money and I wish I had taken a different route with my education, both high school and college. These are regrets and issues that many men face. Hindsight is 20/20, eh?

Relationship-wise, eh, well, I’ve had so few of those that I don’t really have any major regrets one way or the other, because no matter how I slice it, those relationships I’ve had wouldn’t have lasted all that much longer, anyway. One of them might have, but them’s the breaks. I’m not too heart-broken over my relationships—or lack thereof—anymore.

Which brings me to the main point of this blog post. There’s something about being a 34-year-old man that changes the whole dynamic of how you see your life. I discovered MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way) last year soon after I turned 34, and have been more and more involved in it here in 2015. Before then, I worried and fretted and grieved over not having anybody and wanting to bend over backwards to impress the female gender. But when I hit the age that I am now, it all seemed to dissipate, and rather quickly. Like something in my brain clicked on almost immediately and I began to see the light, and I took the Red Pill quite quickly and with little apprehension. I didn’t really see the parallels between my age and MGTOW until I saw some comments on a couple of separate Youtube videos by MGTOW purveyors Sandman and Raging Golden Eagle. Look up both men and watch their vids and you will be impressed, I believe. The videos were dealing with how men are just giving up on marriage and how it is not only the younger demographic (18 to 28) but the—sigh—“older” demos as well, namely my age bracket. And there were numerous comments from men who said that it seemed that 33 to 35 were the ages that they suddenly had an overwhelming sense of self-respect and self-worth come over them and they joined MGTOW. More than a few guys said that 34 seemed to be the age when they took the Red Pill and changed their lives, as if—somehow, someway—34 is the age when men see the light. Nobody can explain it physiologically or psychologically, but there’s something about being my age that men start to see life in a whole different light.

Sure, I still have the libido that goes unchecked. I still have the yearning for a good lay every now and then, a lay I never, ever get. But I don’t bother trying anymore, and apparently, many men my age are doing the same thing. It’s a cathartic time in one’s life, and I’m not too upset about it. I embrace it. I have a very close single friend who is 27 (and is quite tall, actually, which is rare that a tall guy is single and alone) and is seeing more and more how all Western women have become with feminism and liberalism and hypergamy. But he still has not taken the Red Pill and would be considered Purple Pill. He admits that he probably will eventually join MGTOW, but he’s hoping much later in life as he’s still holding out hope that if he does this or does that or moves here or moves there, the women wherever he goes will suddenly want him. Oh, he’ll see the light one day. And it will probably be when he turns 34!

So to those frustrated single guys younger than me who are Purple Pill and as yet uncertain about taking the MGTOW route, trust me: if you have any dignity or self-respect, you will wake up to the realities of American women and hypergamy and feminism and drop them like that a bad crack habit. But it may happen when you are my age. When it does happen, embrace it, don’t fight it! You will see a whole new world open before your eyes, a world involving you and your gender and your success and your happiness. It happened to me…when I turned 34. Better late than never!

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

America the Beautiful…Until a Feminist Gets a Hold of It

I love nature. I hike a lot through state parks and forests here in Florida as well as Tennessee and north Georgia when I go on road trips there. I absolutely love the woods, the wildlife, all preserved for humans to take in and enjoy. There’s nothing more peaceful and more awe-inspiring than some of the wondrous national parks and monuments across the United States. Nature unspoiled, untouched…


…until a third-wave feminist get her hands on it.



This, gentlemen, is the “artwork” of Casey Nocket, a stereotypical New York young, attractive female: Self-entitled, spoiled, egotistical, selfish, far-left, and completely talentless. Actually, that seems to describe ALL good-looking single women in the United States and Canada, does it not? Miss Nocket, a third-wave feminist, intellectually vapid attention whore and ardent liberal, decided to take a trip to at least a dozen National Parks…to deface them. Here’s Docket and her physically perfect body climbing all over a very fragile federally protected monument:



Cute. Really cute. How adorable. Docket went from park to park in the West and Southwest, scrawling absolutely abysmal graffiti on anything she could find, mostly ancient boulders overlooking gorgeous views. She went to Death Valley, the Grand Canyon, and Yosemite, Zion, Sequoia, and Joshua Tree National Parks, among a half dozen others. After vandalizing federally protected land, she took pictures and proudly Instagrammed her creation, as well as put them on her page on Tumblr, the ultimate website for the feminists/liberals/atheists/LGBT/hipsters/climate change freaks. She didn’t simply draw a few small designs in pre-school chalk that would be washed away with the next rainfall. Oh, no, no, no. She happily commented on Instagram that she scrawled her drivel in acrylic, meaning it is almost permanent. It will take an incredible amount of heavy-duty cleaning by the Parks Service to even get some of that graffiti off, thousands upon thousands of dollars in equipment and manpower, and even then, much of it may not wear off for a hundred years. The Millennial Generation in fine form! Even worse, her mother openly supported her daughter's crimes on Twitter. It's quite obvious that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Casey Docket is 21 years old, yet her “artwork” looks like something a 7th-grader would draw on college-lined notebook paper while sitting in the middle school library between classes. One-dimensional, uninspired, and pointless. She touts herself as being an “artist,” much like fellow self-entitled feminist Jew York douchette Lena Dunham likes to call herself…since nobody else will, except for Jezebel or MSNBC or Mediate.

Imagine being so conceited, so narcissistic, so delusional, that you vandalize nationally protected vistas of breathtaking nature and beauty, post it on social media for all the world to see, and proclaim it “art” and yourself an “artist.” I could pull down my pants, squat down, and take a big ol’ shit on the ground at your local Dunkin’ Donuts parking lot and call it “performance art,” but that doesn’t make it so. Of course, I would get arrested and charged with a felony or felonies.

Speaking of being arrested and charged with crimes, is Casey Docket?

Nope.

The Parks Service and Department of the Interior said late last year that they were actively looking into this case, and with overwhelming evidence that she committed these felonies, it should be a slam dunk that Docket is the perpetrator and should be charged. But since she’s a female, good-looking, and a left-wing third-wave feminist, not a damn thing has been done. Nothing. Here it is the end of February and still nothing. Amazing how slanted the justice system is nowadays! Hot liberal babe = free to do anything you want. Oh, and this chick now says that she might start defacing and vandalizing gravestones next in her frantic quest for attention!

Casey Docket is the poster child of female Millennial narcissism, the epitome of selfish, spoiled attention whores who whip out the tired mantra of “I’m a feminist and you’re an evil misogynist if you don’t like what I do!” when they get caught doing something base and banal. Gentlemen, this is what modern-day feminism is, and how the vast majority of American and Canadian young non-married women are. Just remember that when you see these pictures.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

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.