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I haven’t done a lot of dating recently but I have done my fair share over the years. So, at the risk of sounding frustrated by today’s dating scene, I am going to go there. I know I share the sentiments of many women, especially those women who have had the fortunate experience, like myself, of being treated well by men. When you’ve been treated well, you just can’t accept the BS that goes on with today’s dating scene. Things that were once taken for granted are now just memories and sometimes those things are all together forgotten because the nonsense seems to be the status quo.
Here is a countdown of things men don’t bother with anymore:
#10 Men don’t ask women on dates anymore
They’re called “Meet Ups” now. WTH? I understand that since the emergence of online dating, that meeting a new person in a public place is necessary under those circumstances. No problem there. But what has happened is it has taken the place of real dating. In those instances where two people know each other the guys are requesting to “meet” the woman at a location to “hang out” as opposed to actually picking her up to take her out.
#9 Men don’t ask women out in advance anymore
It’s Tuesday night and Sam rings Stephanie to catch up with her. After exchanging pleasantries for a moment, he gets to the point of his call: “There’s a new movie coming out this weekend. Would you like to check it out on Saturday?” By Friday, Steven is checking in to confirm things and then… Oh, wait—that’s 1984, not 2014. Now when a guy does actually ask a girl out, there’s barely enough time for her to do the necessary date-prep work.
#8 Men don’t take charge of dating plans anymore
There are few things more frustrating than when you finally decide to go out with a guy for dinner and he leaves all of the decisions of where to eat up to you. Not only is he showing his lack of real interest in showing you a good time, he’s running the risk of you going over his budget for the evening. Besides, women love it when a man takes charge but at the same time is open to her opinion.
#7 Men don’t show up at your door with a gift/token anymore
I don’t know when this stopped but I know it was a long time ago. Way back when, a guy would arrive to pick up his date holding something as simple as a single flower, teddy bear, or a book that she said she wanted to read. Wow… I don’t know if anyone does that anymore.
#6 Men don’t work at impressing anymore
Something happened with the media advancement of today’s age and the need to impress women. Men now seem to be under the assumption that women are supposed to impress them. I’m sure there are many places to point the finger but women have been tricked into thinking that they are supposed to be working at the pleasure of men in the virtual world and in real life. What happened to men working to prove that they are worthy and capable of being with a woman? Something is definitely wrong here.
#5 Men don’t give meaningful compliments anymore
Men whistling or giving a catcall when a woman walks down the street is nothing new. But that’s not what I’m talking about here. I’m referring to men ONLY taking notice of a woman’s physical attributes. And I’m not referring to locker room jargon, either. I’m talking about a man extending this nonsense onto the woman and trying to pass it off as compliments.
#4 Men don’t ask women to dance anymore
You’re at a club or even a private party and unlike back in the day when there were couples, there are groups of women on the dance floor and men standing on the sidelines either ogling them or ignoring them all together. Now if a woman doesn’t ask a man to dance, she’s stuck with not dancing at all or only getting off the wall to join in on a line dance.
#3 Men don’t buy drinks anymore
Not only are women not being asked to dance, men don’t offer to buy a woman a drink anymore. However, they have no problem taking up her time talking while sipping on theirs.
#2 Men don’t make phone calls anymore
I am all about modern technology but not to the chagrin of authentic communication. Texting is not a way to get to know someone. Texting is for, “I’m on my way,” “I’m running late,” not for, “What kind of work do you do?” and “Tell me about yourself.” Everyone being short on time and wanting to do things quickly has reduced us to this format of interaction and it just doesn’t work.
#1 Men don’t accept rejection anymore
I don’t know if men just don’t know how to take it or they’ve become more sensitive than they used to be, but they seem to be terrified of rejection. And this is the reason they don’t do the things listed here anymore. There is no middle ground—you know the man who puts in the effort and work to get the woman. Instead, they either don’t try at all or they don’t take ‘no’ for an answer.
Why Don’t They?
The main reason that all of these things don’t happen anymore is because women, at large, stopped requiring them. We’ve turned men into lazy daters. You could argue that a guy is just not interested when he takes the short cuts, but I don’t think that’s it. Even when he’s genuinely interested, he doesn’t have to call—he can text; he doesn’t have to take a woman on a real date—today’s woman is fine with the meet-up; he doesn’t have to take notice of her brains and compassion—they go unnoticed because of her blossoming cleavage and big behind. I have always declared to be a romantic while making it very clear, however, that I am not a hopeless one, but I really wish we could just go back.
Thoughts??
Topic: Don't do it, just don't
Hey guys,
Learn from me, the dumbest f~~~ on the planet, who thought it was a good idea to meet up with old friends I hadn’t seen in 13 years. I’m kicking myself now for indulging in my curiosity. What was I hoping or expecting to get from it? I really don’t know.
Tonight I went over to my main ‘friends’ house, who has a brother I was friends with as well. Everything is fine, we’re drinking beers and talking about movies. He asked me what I thought about Christopher Nolan and I said I think hes a f~~~ing hack. We then went onto watch Duel by Stephen Spielberg, he starts going on about Fascistbook and I said only f~~~~~s, manginas and cucks use that website. Well, he lost his s~~~ and went onto lecture me about being ‘negative’ and then he got personal and said he never really wanted to see me again etc.
We then finally had it out. 13 years off s~~~ i wanted to get off my chest.
The conversation become really dark and hostile and I told him I was leaving as I didn’t want to waste my time arguing with a 4 eyed privileged c~~~ who was 30 and never left his parents house who thought he could lecture me on life when he has ZERO life experience.
As I walked off I was so angry with myself for bothering with this f~~~ing loser. He’s turned into this self righteous emasculated liberal left wing c~~~.
He even told me I was a woman hater when we went out to spray that liquid ass for fun months ago, and said i deliberately targeted women. Complete bulls~~~.
I take full responsibility for getting in touch with these f~~~wits again. Avoid this s~~~ at all costs because these people turn into dickheads.
I will not censor or filter my f~~~ing speech or conversation incase it might offend some manginas delicate snowflake sensibilities or feelings. Ever.
Imagine being with a ‘mate’ and having to tip toe round him, careful of what you might say next. F~~~ that. He was also really disrespectful and condescending and truly believed he was way above me the whole time he was mouthing off. I never once felt like punching the c~~~ but I realised what a horrible, nasty f~~~ing c~~~ sucker he really is inside.
Friend is a euphemism for C~~~.
This is reposted because I made a new email and a new account. I figured everyone needs some type of intro on their profile. I am still EnvyTheDefiance and have already graduated High School. This original post was put up in April of this year I believe. A little outdated with some of the background details, but eye opening nonetheless.
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BACKGROUND ABOUT MYSELF BEFORE THE STORY:I am 18 and close to finally graduating high school. Now I may be young, but being young or being (say in your late 20s) does not change the fact that you can experience pain from love. Over the course of my 4 years in high school, I must say that love hurts, a lot. I have fallen for some wrong people when I was young, and it really sucked. From getting fake numbers, to being ignored, to even seeing the girl talk to multiple guys at the same time. Hell, there was even a time where person had interest in me and just fell off of the face of the Earth to me one day. I was of course young at that time, but it still has a small impact and makes me think sometimes.
Some interests I have are playing video games on a few different systems, (Xbox, Wii U, PC). I also ride my motorcycle to cleanse my mind from stress and have fun every second I’m doing it. I don’t have a huge career goal after high school. I don’t plan on going to a college since I have been opposed to it. I would rather just go straight into work or go to a trade school if it came to needed that. I plan to work on cars with my dad after enough years of build up from experience.
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I’m not very good at doing things like this, but I can work with what I can.November of 2015, I had interest in a girl who had many of the same interests as me. We talked frequently, until I heard about her boyfriend/exboyfriend (I don’t know who he was to her to this day). In the midst of us having a usual conversation, I get a text from him. He threatened to hurt me and bring his friends along. Huge red flag. (My luck having my first love go sour). She was naive and gave him my number… I couldn’t understand what logic that could have consisted of. She consistently said sorry and told me not to call police on him. I wish I did do it.
Second comes from February of 2016, where I met a girl at my workplace. She admitted to me that she was interested in me, and just broke up with her ex. We talked for awhile and even hung out a few times. Until, the red flags started sprouting like wildfire. She began to ignore me at work sometimes, barely bat an eye to my existence. I saw on social media that she would be hanging out with her “ex” a lot more. Interesting. I think one of the funniest posts, was that she said she was seeing a movie with him, 10 minutes after she told me that she has a lot of homework to do. Must not be that much homework then. I even confronted her numerous times about it and she said over and over that she didn’t care for him anymore (Lies). I did get back at her overtime at work however. Short on staff? Sucks I just left at the time that I was supposed to. I’d leave her more work to do.
At this point, I started to become numb to relations~~~s. I tried over and over to people I stupidly fell for. Rejection after rejection. Ignore after ignore (one word answers as well). Left at read after left at read. I was at the point, where I didn’t want anyone unless they’d come to me. I began to realize at that point, that I shouldn’t give my time for someone who doesn’t do the same. I had this thought only until something that happened about two weeks ago.
A girl began to talk to me. I thought, for once I don’t have to bust my ass trying to find a person who doesn’t appreciate me. There was one red flag that was probably larger than the Chinese flag. She already had a boyfriend, that she was seriously into. We talked about an assortment of stuff. Some of the things, I don’t even talk to my closest friends about. Very private things that stayed close. I really thought that down the road, I could get her. I really did. I really DID. I really thought that I could steal her away from her boyfriend (Sorry not sorry). We talked all hours of the day via texting, and we even hung out a few times. Behind the boyfriend’s back. I kind of liked this, because it was secretive. At the same time though, it proves she isn’t loyal (how do I know she isn’t talking to someone behind my back and his?) I asked her a serious question about why she is talking to me while already in a relationship. What she told me next really began to rewire my brain together.
She told me she has a history at playing with guys hearts and leaving them. Really? I honestly regret asking that in hopes of getting something out of whatever ‘this’ was. WAS. We didn’t talk at all for the next two days. She didn’t even talk to me in school. I, being the idiotic fool who thought there was still hope, wanted to fix things. I decided to message her about the whole thing and tried to fix things and make them right again. We talked about so much, it would hurt to throw it all behind and walk away from. I thought it was going good again when I was trying to repair it, and then it turned into being ignored. Fantastic.
I think I had enough with doing this. I cannot keep doing this if failure is the only thing I get out of anyone I like. In times of loneliness and being depressed, I found MGTOW and began to research more on it.
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I have realized that it’s not worth it anymore to try and get someone. If they don’t put time into you, you DON’T put time into them. They become an obstacle in your life that never had to be there in the first place. I still believe that NAWALT, but at the same time I don’t see a major point in getting married and/or having kids. I’ve read number of stories, with wives leave the man, take the kids, money, car, and everything the man worked for. I’ve also seen stories of women cheating, and completely destroying men’s confidence and care for finding someone else. On top of this, the double standards are also not fair between women and men. The system is rigged, and needs to be fixed. The problem is, whether it is too late or not.Being asked where is my girlfriend, why am I a virgin, get annoying after a while. But I’ve realized, that they are not everything. My goals and happiness go farther than a person to fall for. My self-esteem to finding someone one day has been shattered, and I don’t think I care anymore. The red pill hurts at first, but eventually it feels good. It feels good to see the truth in many situations.
Who am I to talk though? Since I am just a ‘kid’ with no relationship experience, my words don’t matter. I have no experience so I must be forced to live the stereotypical life that others do. I must be forced by society to go to college, flush away thousands on student loans, get married and be forced to start a family, and pass it all down. Knowing nowadays, the chances that a marriage may last are 50/50. (Hence, I have read a number of forums listed under Relations~~~s and Dating. If I can’t even find a woman to fall in love with for a short period of time, hell will freeze over when I find someone that will last forever. I’d rather focus on what makes me happy. Forget double standards. Forget the women who wrong me. Forget the ones who don’t support me. After all, there should be more men going their own way nowadays. Just saying.
As the men below me sift through the fog of despair to find the one they call soulmate, I sit at the highest peak of the tallest mountain embracing the self sovereignty.
https://www.wsj.com/articles/a-little-valentine8217s-day-straight-talk-1392333230?tesla=y#
Susan Patton: A Little Valentine’s Day Straight Talk
Another Valentine’s Day. Another night spent ordering in sushi for one and mooning over “Downton Abbey” reruns. Smarten up, ladies. (The slaves are waking up to the scam of “Alpha F~~~s & Beta Bucks”).
Despite all of the focus on professional advancement, for most of you the cornerstone of your future happiness will be the man you marry. But chances are that you haven’t been investing nearly as much energy in planning for your personal happiness as you are planning for your next promotion at work.
What are you waiting for?
You’re not getting any younger, but the competition for the men you’d be interested in marrying most definitely is. (As big daddy government and the manginas prop you up on your “highly educated” pedestals and help you become more “accomplished” than men, you’re going to find fewer and fewer empty spots on the hypergamous ladder.)
Think about it: If you spend the first 10 years out of college focused entirely on building your career, when you finally get around to looking for a husband you’ll be in your 30s, competing with women in their 20s. That’s not a competition in which you’re likely to fare well. If you want to have children, your biological clock will be ticking loud enough to ward off any potential suitors. Don’t let it get to that point. (The pickings are getting slimmer, bitches. Lock down the plantation gates and mind the fences, before the slaves start bolting.)
You should be spending far more time planning for your husband than for your career—and you should start doing so much sooner than you think. (Men are becoming hip to the scam, they’re learning they don’t need us and we need them desperately!) This is especially the case if you are a woman with exceptionally good academic credentials, aiming for corporate stardom. (Your hypergamy is going to get harder and harder to satisfy.)
An extraordinary education is the greatest gift you can give yourself. (Milk the pedestalizing instincts of the pussy sniffers and white knights.) But if you are a young woman who has had that blessing, the task of finding a life partner who shares your intellectual curiosity and potential for success is difficult.
(You’re going to find your hypergamy is a tough bitch.)
Those men who are as well-educated as you are often interested in younger, less challenging women. (Alphas don’t need to put up with your entitled attitude with only hollow credentialism to back it up. They prefer females who’ll serve them, not the other way around.)
Could you marry a man who isn’t your intellectual or professional equal? Sure. But the likelihood is that it will be frustrating to be with someone who just can’t keep up with you or your friends. (Hypergamy is a bitch.) When the conversation turns to Jean Cocteau or Henrik Ibsen, the Bayeux Tapestry or Noam Chomsky, you won’t find that glazed look that comes over his face at all appealing. (You’ll lose the competition for status among your fellow bitches). And if you start to earn more than he does? Forget about it. (That bitch called hypergamy will REALLY bite you hard in the ass if this happens!) Very few men have egos that can endure what they will see as a form of emasculation. (Men like t~~~ & ass, not your intellectual pretensions).
So what’s a smart girl to do? Start looking early and stop wasting time dating men who aren’t good for you: bad boys, crazy guys and married men. (Don’t gamble your currency on increasingly worse odds.)
College is the best place to look for your mate. It is an environment teeming with like-minded, age-appropriate single men with whom you already share many things. You will never again have this concentration of exceptional men to choose from. (These men will start making real money and have desperate bitches outside the campus falling on their dicks day & night.)
When you find a good man, take it slow. Casual sex is irresistible to men, but the smart move is not to give it away. If you offer intimacy without commitment, the incentive to commit is eliminated. The grandmotherly message of yesterday is still true today: Men won’t buy the cow if the milk is free. (The beta slaves are wising up to the game.)
Can you meet brilliant, marriageable men after college? Yes, but just not that many of them. Once you’re living off campus and in the real world, you’ll be stunned by how smart the men are not. You’ll no doubt meet some eligible guys in your workplace, but it’s hazardous to get romantically involved with co-workers. (There are far too many bitches desperately hunting for a wallet outside the campus, do you really want to have to compete with them?)
You may not be ready for marriage in your early 20s (or maybe you are), but keep in touch with the men that you meet in college, especially the super smart ones. They’ll probably do very well for themselves, and their desirability will only increase after graduation. (If you really can’t resist riding the carousel full time, fine, enjoy the ride but atleast make sure to keep some orbiters who’ll disregard your thousand-c~~~ stare, man up and marry your slut ass once you reach 30).
Not all women want marriage or motherhood, (the carousel is just too alluring) but if you do, you have to start listening to your gut and avoid falling for the P.C. feminist line that has misled so many young women for years. There is nothing incongruous about educated, ambitious women wanting to be wives and mothers.
Don’t let anyone tell you that these traditional roles are retrograde; they are perfectly natural and even wonderful. And if you fail to identify “the one” while you’re in college, don’t worry—there’s always graduate school.(But you’d best get your act together soon lest the slaves escape the plantation, leaving you behind with just the cats).
Thoughts??
Topic: The Power of Feigning Beta
Greetings All,
I made a post a while ago about the power of “Feigning Beta” and thought I would share a real life and recent example of this with you. Note that whilst this is aimed at “Dating MGTOW”, this topic is of course open to all who have their comments / views on it.
So, to briefly cover what “Feigning Beta” is – it’s basically pretending to be the blue bill guy you were before MGTOW and red pill came along and opened your eyes. Think about it – when you were dating and these women stopped being “into you” – as a blue pill guy, you would wonder what went wrong, why do nice guys finish last, etc etc.
Well, what if, with red pill insight, you could actually USE this “nice guy” to your advantage? This is Feigning Beta in basic terms.
So anyway, I was recently dating a girl and a few red flags popped up fairly quickly, but it wasn’t really costing me much – just a few drinks and travel expenses but got a few cheeky shags out of it. Anyway, some of these red flag warnings became more prominent and indicators of a potential “clingy psycho” were emerging.
Now, calling this off in a “red pill” manner would most likely backfire. Being a proper “man” and showing assertiveness would in all likeliness make her MORE attracted and hard to get rid of – i.e. going into an alpha mode. This is where Feigning Beta comes in.
Thinking back to things I did as a much younger man to repel women (in a nice way of course) – I started doing these things. Being a bit too intense emotionally, opening up and sharing personal details that reduce any alpha male attributes and basically stop being the guy she was attracted to.
Guess what…That’s exactly what happened. “Oh SMAD, you are a great guy but I don’t feel the chemistry or spark with you. I have feelings but…as a FRIEND.”
YES ! RESULT ! Of course, outwardly, the Feigning Beta tactic continues and being a nice guy and accepting second rate behaviour “of course, I will still be friends with you, but if you change your mind, I would love for us to have another go.”
Another week passes – continuing the Feign Beta. To cement the “repulsiveness” I ask out on “friend dates.” Finally, I receive a message saying that “she has started seeing her ex again and doesn’t think it would be appropriate to spend time together.”
F~~~ING JACKPOT.
The calculating aspect of my personality loves when a plan comes together. Internally, I am glad to be free from a potential nightmare and also to meet someone new and different, but done so without violence / arguments / hassle and very little cost. Externally, of course I feel a bit “woe is me” to HER friends and to some extent, my own.
Interestingly enough, the ex she went back to displays “Chad” like characteristics. I thank him for his sacrifice and taking a potential crazy out of the “market.”
And that, my brothers, is how you execute Feigning Beta. Of course, I am aware of the risks of dating women in general, but with red pill foresight and what many members have called “oil change dating”, suddenly it doesn’t seem all that terrible. When work mates / acquaintances ask why I am still single, my “public” response is that I just haven’t been lucky enough to meet the right lady yet, but I am still trying.
Hahahahaha.
I look forward to the comments and of anyone elses examples of “Feigning Beta” – something essential for any dating MGTOW to have in their tool box (in my humble opinion.)
Marriage? No thanks, i'm not ready to be THAT miserable.
Topic: Back in Town for a Few Weeks
I decided to put this into the political section because the punchline involves politics… but first a bit of background.
I’ve been living on the road for the past three months and was all the way out in Florida when I got offered a few gigs back here in Las Vegas that I couldn’t pass up… so I high-tailed it back across the country and arrived in LV a few days ago.
I’m not in the market to rent a house and don’t have any permanent residence so I figured I’d pull a reverse and mooch off some girls for a while. The first one offered to put me up for a week so I showed up at her place with my bag, staked out a corner and went about my business of working on my computer and editing my videos.
That lasted three days. On the first night, she put on the TV to the Rachel Maddow show and then went on to explain to me that Trump is an idiot and Rachel is “so smart”. I didn’t respond.
The next day she put on the Young Turks and asked me if I’d ever heard of their show. I feigned ignorance. “I don’t really watch TV.” I told her. “Well, they’re kind of a tech related show…” she replied. “Yeah, I don’t really watch TV but it’s your house so by all means, watch whatever you want.”
The third day she turned on some coverage of the “health care” debate and, after going on for about 20 minutes about how much of an idiot Trump is without getting any response from me, she finally asked me point blank: “What do you think of this health care thing?”
“Who’s talking about health care? This is about federally mandated health insurance coverage.”
She looked at me like I’d pulled a rabbit out of my ass.
“Let’s talk about healthcare. Are we as a nation prepared to force doctors, nurses and other healthcare practitioners to offer their services at prices capped by federal law? Are we prepared to negotiate with hospitals, pharmaceutical companies, medical imaging companies and medical supply producers to establish federally regulated quality and prices for their goods and services? Are we as a nation prepared to make determinations about who can and can not receive what procedures and medications based on the individual’s situation? Are we as a nation prepared to stop paying for liver transplants for alcoholics, bypass surgeries for the obese, chemotherapy for smokers and sex change operations for imprisoned pedophiles in order to make sure there are services available to otherwise innocent victims? Are we as a nation going to establish that, since medical care is a “human right” then air, food and shelter must ALSO be human rights and thereby declare that all humans everywhere should receive free life, supported and paid for by the State? Are we as a nation prepared to pay the taxes that would be required to establish and maintain these programs? I think not. So until we’re prepared to really talk about health care, we can just stop pretending that we’re talking about it at all.”
You can imagine how well that went over.
Then she brought up the Trump Russia connection and I said “If the people who want to get Trump out of the White House think they have something on him, they should bring charges. Until then, we can stop talking about that, too.”
The next morning she asked me to leave. What she didn’t know is that I’d already lined up my Plan B and had packed my stuff. So when I said “Okay, I’ll be out in 20 minutes.” she nearly lost it and told me I didn’t have to leave.
“Oh yes I do.”
Now to my point… this is why women are so angry all the time. Because in their minds, they experience exactly the same kind of bulls~~~ that I experienced… but rather than seeing the handwriting on the wall and simply moving on, they have to swallow the bulls~~~ because they’ve got NOWHERE ELSE TO GO.
I can pack my s~~~ up and move on in 20 minutes. I can live in my trailer. I can rent a warehouse to store my stuff. I can get a hotel. I’ve got nothing invested… so when my bulls~~~ meter gets to the point where I have to say something, I already know it’s time to go and I go.
They just can’t do that and it burns their asses to have to admit it to themselves… they really DO need men. But we don’t need them.

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Just watched Hell or High Water and saw some of the themes reflect what we discuss here. Don’t know if this kind of post is welcome here, just wanted to share my observations with anyone who has seen it or may be interested in watching it.
1) Chris Pine’s character is literally robbing banks to pay off the bank and his bitch of an ex-wife for child support.
2) The waiter flirts with Chris Pine. She’s a BBW living in a poor town during the recession and her idea of flirting is to immediately ask him if he has a job and how much he makes. No subtlety, no skill. Pine leaves a big tip out of pity.
3) Pine’s alpha convict thug brother flirts with a hotel clerk and then f~~~s her later that night. She doesn’t care about her husband or boyfriend waiting for her at home, this poor and dirty criminal takes priority.
4) During the final bank robbery, a girl texts her dad for help. A gang of white knights literally lead the charge against the criminals until they run away after being shot at by the alpha convict thug brother.
5) After successfully completing his plan, Chris Pine still gets disrespected in front of his children and strangers by his bitchy ex-wife despite providing $50k a month for her and their kids.

