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This was a few years ago..luckily I was already red pill at the time, but it demonstrates the female mind set so well from so many different angles. Anyways…I had a female family member insist I go meet one of her coworkers that was close to my age…so I finally cave in and go on a blind date with her. Turns out she was pretty hot, had a decent job so at least wasn’t a total financial train wreck, and was fun just to spend time with. So we hit it off and date for about 6 months.
It became quite apparent about a month into it that she wanted to move in with me, and was looking to get real serious really fast…but I wasn’t dumb enough to do that lol. Also during that time…her and my relative that hooked us up sort of evolved from a casual coworker relationship to bffs, with me being their favorite topic of conversation. Now my family is one of those ones with no secrets in it…so pretty much I end up dating this girl who spends more time talking to my mom and my aunt about me, than she spends talking me about us. My mom and aunt also become very pushy in the relationship as they both viewed this girl as a great slave master for me. Like literally the first time we spent the night together…her phone rings at 7:30 the next morning and its my aunt asking “How did last night go?”
So needless to say…it only lasted about 6 months because things just kept getting worse and worse, it was so ridiculous having an annoying relative get on your case every time you say something your girl didn’t want you to say, so I end up breaking it off. Like if she did something I didn’t agree with and I let her know, she’d cry to my aunt, who would then bitch at me for being a dick, or if I said/did something not up to her expectations, she’d cry to my aunt, and I’d have an aunt on my case about it. I just remember her telling me the last time we talked face to face, “Even your own mother said you’re a jerk.” I’m just thinking wtf…is she really so stupid to throw something in my face that one of my family members told her, when my biggest reason I just had given her for why things were not going so well with us was the fact that she has to give the play by play on everything to my family members who are way too f~~~ing intrusive and pushy in our relationship…especially after being asked more than once to stop running her mouth so much. Well that, and I’m thinking thanks mom, lol.
So fast forward about a year from that point. The family member the set us up has to give me the play by play on that girls life. She had to tell me all about her new boyfriend, how she got an apartment with him, how funny he was, how he makes so much more money than I do, how happy she is with him, how they just went on a trip together…blah blah blah…all the typical girl bulls~~~ just to try to make me feel like I messed up. Literally…my own relative trying to make me feel like I’m a loser for not being with some girl that from my perspective just brought a ton of f~~~ing drama into my life, even though that same family member was one of the biggest reasons I couldn’t stand to be with her lol. So my plan the whole time had been to give her no reaction when she talked about that s~~~, and just reply with generic s~~~ like “oh thats nice,” or “good for her,” like s~~~ you’d say if your mom tells you she ran into some kid that grew up down the road that you could care less about, but felt the urge to update you on what he’s been up to. I literally wanted to give no reaction, because not only could I not give my aunt the satisfaction of her thinking I thought I made a mistake, but I definitely couldn’t let her go run her mouth to the ex about me being jealous or having regrets or w/e…it was like a giant mind game that went on for a year, I couldn’t let the women win, and I totally won lol. Well I’m winning I should say…its still going on more than 5 years later, and I’m pretty sure it won’t ever end.
So needless to say…after about a year of not talking to or contacting that girl at all, I get a phone call from her one afternoon. Of course I don’t pick it up…it ends up going to voice mail. The voice mail was very clearly a *thud* like someone putting a phone down on a table. It was then just about a minute of a tv very clearly playing in the background…clear enough you could make out what the voices were saying on a couple commercials before it hit its time limit and hung up. I just erase it and don’t think much of it, as I had erased her number out of my phone and hadn’t realized who it was at that point, but the girl starts texting me the next morning, saying “hey its xxxx sorry for butt dialing you,” just I just reply with something generic like “No problem.” I knew it was complete bulls~~~…if she had sat on her phone and it dialed me…she’d have been sitting on it, her ass and her cushion would not have made a thud, and you wouldn’t be able to clearly hear a tv playing. I only gave her any response because I figured I could at least take the high road…more so I didn’t want to be a prick for the sole reason that I knew word would get back to my aunt if I was, and it was just extra drama, where as I’d love to continue my game of her trying to get a reaction from me, and me not giving her a f~~~ing thing. Over the next few hours she continues to text me…asking about school…the dog…work…all kinds of s~~~ trying to spark a conversation up, but I just ignore her, and I eventually get a text that just says “well sorry if I bothered you.” Up until that point I was at work anyhow…so I figured it was all perfect…I’d be totally set up to play it off like the irrelevant event it was if my aunt brought it up.
So later that afternoon after work…I see that aunt. Literally the first thing she says to me, “I heard xxxx butt dialed you.” Instantly I know, even more so than I had suspected, it wasn’t a random butt dial, if you accidentally dialed an ex…you’d probably act like it didn’t happen and hope they don’t call back, not proceed to send them a half a dozen texts trying to get them talking, and you certainly wouldn’t have to call someone just to tell them about it…it just wouldn’t have been a big deal, especially for someone who moved on to such a better relationship. So I continue to win at my game…just give her some generic response like “no big deal, it happens.”
Now where it starts to get really good. The first chance my uncle had that same afternoon where it was just me and him with no women around…he gets this big old s~~~ eating grin, and he’s like I gotta tell you about xxxx’s boyfriend. He just got arrested, he got popped for possession of an unregistered firearm, possession of weed and ecstasy, and soliciting a prostitute. My uncle knew the whole deal between me, the girl, and my aunt…he even had been telling my aunt since the whole thing started a year and a half earlier to back off me, its none of her business…which is why he was so delighted to tell me some s~~~ty news…as he knew my aunt had trying to make me feel like a loser that missed out on a goddess for a solid year at that point. I made sure to just kinda give him a canned generic response with not much reaction too as I knew he’s a bit of a mangina, and anything I did say in response would ultimately find my aunts ear, but in reality I’m doing everything I can not to burst the f~~~ out laughing my ass off.
Looking back on that, it fits so many of the traits red pillers on this forum have come to expect from women. Obviously the girl was very manipulative, as she knew she was trying to use my family as leverage, as they would push me to give her what she wanted. Luckily I realized this pretty quickly and wasn’t stupid enough to let her live with me or anything. The hive mentality was in clear play…notice how even my own female relatives were more than eager to jump on the woman’s side, and not even once ask me for my opinion or thoughts on the relationship. It was all about one narcissistic woman trying to get what she wanted, and two other women helping one of their own to enslave a man. Even after it ended…it was still two enablers trying to mindf~~~ me and get me to give them any sort of decent reaction just so they could ego stroke the ex. Basically the entire thing from start to finish was all about the women…none of them gave a s~~~ how I felt or what I wanted…and ultimately I just chose to walk away from the drama and keep my sanity…at which point, it suddenly became all about me. I was the reason things didn’t work out…none of them had any blame in it. Obviously when I walked off of their plantation, it became about me for the first time, because they realized the only thing they can do when they hold no power over you is try to shame you…like we all know feminist love to do so much.
So what really motivated me to write all this? Well…another thing commonly spoken of on this forum is living well. Since that all went down…I’ve continued to invest in me and improve my life. I’m still active and in shape, I’m done with school, I got a great job and my finances are looking nice for someone my age, I still keep in touch with some great friends I’ve had for a long time, and overall I’m pretty damn happy with my place in life right now. It feels great to be at a point in life where you literally have no stress and no drama. As far as the girl goes…she ended up marrying that same dude. Updates from my aunt have been quite a bit less numerous since the wedding, so I’m guessing its not so sunny in paradise anymore, but either way I really don’t care. I don’t hate the girl and honestly don’t want to see bad s~~~ happen to her, I’m just indifferent to her and would prefer to hear nothing over good or bad news.
When I was younger, a dirty old man I knew once asked me if I knew why women closed their eyes during sex. I did not know. He told me, because women hate to see a man having a good time. At the time I just thought it to be a silly joke and didn’t think much into it, but looking back on it now, that man packed more wisdom into 2 lines than most college professors can pack into a semester. Live well men…when take care of yourself, and always give yourself goals to work towards, it makes it easy to look forward and have no regrets. It also starts a chain reaction…as living well makes it easy to have a big old smile on your face while you look ahead, and since we know women hate to see a man having a good time, it p~~~es off women that are unable to control you, which in turn makes your smile a bit bigger.
Topic: Sleeping Issues
At the risk of sounding crazy here…what are people’s thoughts on sleep paralysis (or any other sleep studies)? I know there’s some scientific explanations for it, and I’ve experienced it before, but it’s something far more terrifying to me than any nightmare, as I literally *feel* it most of the time. This past night was indeed the worst it’s EVER been.
After the first instance about 5:30 this morning (I only knew this because my cats woke me up about 5:00-5:10 this morning first, to which I fell asleep right after), I felt it happen a few more times. I had my alarm clock set for 7:00 AM, so this was a tad uninviting.
I was sleeping face down, and tried rolling over. I couldn’t. I had trouble breathing and it felt like something was sitting on me…definitely not one of my cats, though! My entire body was frozen, and I used all the strength I had to fight against it. After what felt like a VERY long struggle, I finally broke free of it.
Here it is 11:00 AM now. I have this extreme sense of depersonalization and fear as I sit at my work desk, and my chest is still very tight, almost as bad as it was when I couldn’t breathe this morning. I keep telling myself I’m awake and aware right now, but I can’t bring the world into focus, if that makes any sense.
At what point should I be concerned about this? Should I just let this go? When it’s happened before, I normally could. I’d remember being able to go just fine through the day, but I feel…VERY odd for some reason right now. I don’t feel “myself.”I just celebrated my 50th birthday last month and I have been joyfully single for my entire life. I come from a large family and have 4 brothers and 3 of them have been single all their lives as well and 1 brother who mistakenly married at age 46 (10 years ago). However, he is planning his divorce even as I write this post.
I decided to stay single because I watched my friends get married one by one and as luck would have it, I had a ringside seat and was best man in four weddings over the years. Each and every one of my friends exclaimed their surprise and shock that the woman they married apparently ceased to exist following the wedding ceremony. I feared this outcome and decided I should “wait and see”.
Each of my friends settled down and traveled the marriage road. Slowly I watched the distance between us get larger as they faded away because of family obligations and I imagined that they married their “best friend” (yeah, right). The times when I would try to arrange social gatherings (just guys, no wives), it would take a committee meeting for any of them to get “permission” and most times the requests were “denied” by the “best friend”, but I remained faithfully vigilant and supportive.
I watched each of them go through the money struggles, the child care struggles, the employment struggles, listened to the bitching about no sex, no love, no respect, in-laws, blah, blah, blah. But these were my friends, so I remained faithfully vigilant and supportive.
Eventually, my friends wives started to bad mouth, insult and belittle me behind my back. I was referred to as “irresponsible”, “self-centered”, “egocentric”, “unhappy” (that is wrong for sure), “emotionally unavailable”, “out of touch”, “probably a f~~” and my very very very favorite “an adolescent with a checkbook“. I was perplexed that I was perceived this way because I was always generous, helpful, available and supportive. I did ponder these assessments for a very long time. . . .
It finally occurred to me that I was perceived this way by the wives because my unbridled happiness was causing them problems in their relationships. If I wanted something, I purchased it, this included boats, cars, houses, jet skiis, 4 wheelers, more houses, more cars and I never flew coach. I NEVER asked permission for anything from any woman and as it turns out, this was problematic and was the reason why the distance between me and my friends became so vast.
Admittedly, I did weaken in my late 30’s and consider getting married, so I locked my beagle and my girlfriend in the trunk of the car for an hour. When I opened the trunk, the beagle was happy as hell to see me, she was p~~~ed big time. I kept the beagle and ditched the chick since she didn’t “understand me”. (Bonus: The dog loves baseball, she didn’t).
Many years have flown by and one by one each of my friends is now divorced. My brother is the last straggler, but it won’t be long now. As each of them has become suddenly single, things have returned to normal. We go out, we drink, we laugh, we swear, we fart, we travel, we attend all major sporting events, we never ask for permission and we make no apologies.
It is true, everything that is old is new again.
Keith
ONCE UPON A TIME there was a man who never found a wife and he lived happily ever after. The End.
Topic: How I got here
I’m new to this forum but not entirely new to the “club”, for want of a better word. I’m a 40 year old man in the mid-west United States. I joined the Marine Corps right out of high school. When I left I was dating this girl I went to school with who was a year younger than I was. We knew each other for awhile but only recently started dating. This was about as serious of a relationship as I had been in my all of 18 years. We decided to try to stay together despite my career choice, which I knew would be difficult for both of us. Well on one of my visits home, she got pregnant. She was supposedly on the pill, but you know how that goes. Now I knew she wanted to have kids at some point and I wasn’t really sure about it, but I damn sure didn’t want to have any at 19. I was not about to be the “bad guy” and try to talk her into an abortion or adoption though.
We had planned to get married at some point, but once there was a kid in the picture I put the brakes on that. The military is not a good place for someone who is married and has kids. She was not happy about it and the stress of being in a long distance relationship took it’s toll. We broke up and got back together a few times over my four years in the military. When I got out and came back home I started doing the whole visitation thing with my son. We ended up getting back together and moving in together. She still wanted to get married and I guess I figured well why not. We already had a kid and lived together so what difference does a piece of paper make.
Well after awhile married life sucked. We worked opposite shifts because we couldn’t afford day care. We hardly saw each other, and when we did we argued over stupid s~~~. Sex life went from fun and adventurous to boring to just too much trouble with a kid knocking on the door all the time. Everyone was miserable. After about 8 years of this we gave up. She took the kid and moved in with her parents and I got my own apartment in the city. Neither of us were perfect and I made my share of mistakes no question about it. Married life wasn’t for me. I just couldn’t deal with her constant insecurity and accusations. Every time I tried to do anything she would complain about not being involved, and then when I would try to involve her, she would decline. We actually got along better after we split up to be honest because we weren’t in each others face all the time. After a few years living apart though it was getting to be obvious that staying in contact with her wasn’t good for either of us, especially her. My son was now in his teens and it really didn’t even make sense to have him come and visit me and his grandparents when he would probably rather be out with his friends. After the divorce was final and all the paperwork signed, we just all stopped talking. Now my ex-wife could have dropped the hammer on me for child support but she didn’t, she never stopped me form seeing my kid, and as far as I know never dragged him into our problems. For that I’ll at least give her some credit because I’ve seen what some women are capable of. I’ve had some other situations with women that have been completely catastrophic, but I’ll leave that for other posts.
Once I was single again I made a few decisions about my life. No more marriage, no more kids, no more live-in girlfriends, and no more giving the government any more control over my life than they already have. Now I had heard the term MGTOW here and there, but didn’t really know much about it. I have a long standing hated of modern feminism, which I won’t go into the reasons why since I’d just be preaching to the choir here. The last thing I wanted was to join the male version of some dumb s~~~ like that. I don’t really like movements, causes, or campaigns either so I figured this was just one of those. Once I actually read more about it and started listening to some men talk about it, I realized this was something I had been living already anyway. I figured if I could help some people avoid the mistakes I made, then it would be worth sharing some of my stories.
Hello everyone…it feels great to have found this website and message board. Despite being in a bad marriage (are there good ones anymore?), I feel surprisingly optimistic. Why you may ask? Well I am planning my escape and looking forward to my future for the first time since I can remember.
The marriage:
Married for almost 20 years and we are both in our mid-40s and have a wonderful 14-year old son. I can’t remember the last time we had sex or had any type of intimacy but I don’t miss it at all to be honest. Like most women my wife is extremely selfish, including in the bedroom. I would be lucky to get 1 or 2 BJs a year but when we used to regularly have sex I would go down on her almost every time until she had an orgasm before intercourse. Makes me sick thinking about doing that now. Every single time I was the one initiating sex and finally just got tired of trying and making all the effort. I forced myself to eat her out a few months ago and discovered her pussy now stinks. She always used to have great feminine hygiene and I am too much of a nice guy to tell her about it.
Luckily we never have the huge “blow up” fights (I hate conflict) but is that better than almost no interaction at all? We are basically roommates now but I always try to be respectful to her despite her rudeness. To give my wife credit, she is a hard worker with a decent salary and surprisingly good at not spending much money despite being an entitled bitch. Her constant negativity though is what makes me not want to be around her…it is truly toxic. Despite having a nice house, no debt besides a mortgage, retirement savings, yearly vacations, she drives a nice car, $130 hair styling monthly, nice makeup etc. All her work friends tell her she is lucky to have a nice husband and great lifestyle.
Of course I take care of all responsibilities/maintenance for the house, yard, and cars….on top of that I also manage all the finances (which will benefit me). Embarrassingly like a little bitch I also do most of the domestic work like laundry, dishes, meals, and cleaning. I have never seen a slob like her in all my life but I want to keep a clean house for my son.
I also realize doing all the domestic work contributed to her losing respect for me despite good intentions on my part. She never attends any of my son’s school functions, parent/teacher meetings, volunteering, and medical appointments. All the other mom’s of his classmates joke they never knew my son had a mother…pretty much the truth. I never get a thank you for anything from her. On top of it all, I have an advanced degree and make quite a bit more than her.
My wife is so f~~~ing vain and it’s killing her now that her looks are fading. She is mixed ethnicity and was f~~~ing gorgeous when I met her and still looks pretty good for an older lady despite gaining a few pounds. Now I realize her looks are all that she brought to the table and her s~~~ty personality makes her so ugly to me. She also is a functioning alcoholic and drinks a bottle of wine almost every night. My fantasy is that some rich guy “steals” her away from me because she could still be a trophy wife to somebody.
My red pills:
- Her childhood friend divorced about 4 years ago and moved close to us. My wife started going 4-5 nights/week instead of being with me and our child. I didn’t say much, because we never tried to control each other, but this was too much compared to me going to happy hour with co-workers one night/week.
- Two years ago I came down with a serious illness (30% fatality rate) and had to be admitted for 3 days. I ended up driving myself to the hospital and she visited me once for about 10 minutes over my stay. Interestingly this health scare was the 2nd best thing that ever happened to me (the birth of my son is the best thing). It opened my eyes about our marriage and most importantly made me realize how important my health is. I am in great shape now and
- My mother has severe dementia and is in hospice…she doesn’t have much time left. My wife never visits her or even asks me how she is doing. Even my friends and co-workers inquire every so often – this really p~~~es me off because my mother was always so kind and welcoming since the first time she met my wife.
Going my own way
- I am pleasant and respectful to her but could care less if I upset her. I don’t engage in her rant sessions and try to pacify her like I used to. Basically I don’t give a f~~~ about her feelings because she never cared about mine.
- Most upsetting to her is that I have completely ceased trying to have any type of sexual activity with her. This forum has taught me in her head sex is what she controlled me with. This is seriously f~~~ing (pun intended) f~~~ing with her head…she thinks it’s because of her age and weight gain. I just tell her it feels like my libido has decreased.
- The past few months I have lost over 20 lbs thanks to a low carb diet and feel great about myself. I haven’t weighed 180 lbs and had a 33-inch waist in over 15 years. She doesn’t like this one bit and says I’m too skinny now and look bad. Last week she drunkenly admitted she doesn’t want to be the fat wife seen with the thin husband. Haha tables have turned bitch
- I go out with my three good friends anytime I want but limit it to about twice a week because of my son. They are great guys around my age and pretty much MGTOW without knowing it. They are professionals and good looking but have never been married or had kids. Instead of traditional dating they have a “bull pen” of a few ladies to have casual hook ups with.
- I don’t have any toys like motorcycles, a boat, or a sports car, etc. I don’t spend very much money on myself when it comes to clothes and entertainment. However my one passion is traveling, especially to Asia. There have been family trips and solo trips to places like Vietnam, Malaysia, Vietnam, Indonesia, Korea, Cambodia, and Thailand. As mentioned earlier, one positive about our marriage was that we didn’t try to control each other and I could take some solo trips (2 weeks max) which gave me a huge sense of freedom taking a short break from carrying the entire load at home on top of work. I have 10-day trip planned to Laos in June and for the first time she is busting my b~~~~ over taking a solo trip. I know this is due to her low self esteem and she is nagging me almost daily. I can tell she wants me to cancel but no f~~~ing way in hell that happens…I need this getaway for my sanity. I have finally learned to put my needs first over hers and how good it feels! I am back in control and she just needs to deal with it.
- Coming to the realization that I will be a great father no matter what happens in my marriage. I will never get married again nor get into a serious relationship…all my focus will be on myself and my son.
Anyway sorry to ramble…I never intended to write such a long introduction but hopefully that gives some insight to my situation. I have already been stashing cash away but will need more advice/input on how to prepare for my impending freedom and be posting questions in the appropriate forums. Thanks for reading!
Building the Ship; 1 economics
The first topic I would like to discuss is economics.
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Being the first topic and to grow interest I will explain why I have chosen to discuss such topics and take this path. The notion of society collapsing is on every persons’ mind. Most people including myself have no problem with this happening, empires rise and fall. I do not care if the ship sinks simply because the ship deserves it. However I liked the ship, it has sailed many waters and even though there is plenty of s~~~ I still had fun. Why should we care about making a new ship? After all if the ship sinks then people smarter than me will design a new ship then all will be fine again. In order for me to answer this question I have to know, who will design the ship? and what will the new ship be like? I love having a ship, it beats the hell out of swimming in the ocean. The ocean will swallow up a person rather quickly after all and that fear is what keeps bad leaders in power. However the problem is, is that it very likely that the new ship will be built almost identical to the old ship and that is something I would like to avoid. Even if the ship does not sink I do not want to continue maintaining it. Does any MGTOW want to live in a place in which he has little say in most aspects of his life, especially his labor? Designing a new ship is difficult, history can prove that, but it can and will be worth it. The United States is a perfect example and I am glad to have been born in it. We are not forced to design a new ship, democracies are great because it is a system that facilitates such change. The reason I propose the designing of a new ship is that I do not think that the system will be able to change sufficiently and in a timely manner for the proposals I have in mind.
As a new MGTOW I recently learned of gynocentrism and hypergamy. These traits can be changed if there is a greater alternative system that promotes different behaviors. Evolution tells us, as time passes traits that lead to success will be passed on to the next generation and behaviors can become traits. These traits will never change as long as it is successful and MGTOW is the result of these crude traits being successful. We have a choice, we can choose to stand still and die out or move forward. Which direction is forward is something that we have to be continuously thinking about, that is survival. When trying to change any basic trait you first have to satisfy the basic needs of a person, food, shelter, and clothing, in a different way. These basic needs are why men have created civilizations in the first place and are the things women try to gain from us with as little work as possible. Over time women went from negotiation to exploitation and with the advent of money there became a single item to acquire. This appears to be common knowledge for MGTOWs. Now the hard part is what traits do we want and how can we promote the behaviors to make those traits. Gynocentrism and hypergamy is something that is no longer necessary for our survival, but the systems based on these are still in place.
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The world has a fixed number of resources. This scientific fact means that we cannot have whatever we want. The allocation of these resources is essential to the well being of the population. Supply and demand is the old testament of economics. I like to call it the old testament not because it is old but because it was developed in a world that no longer exists, is not rooted in science, and has a sizable religious following. Science was applied later and just made a mess. The biggest problem I have with supply and demand is that it encourages the exploitation and destruction of resources. Although many laws have been developed to curb those tendencies, the behavior is still remains. Look at the bloated industrial machine that is now the United States and you can see how these behaviors reek havoc on the world and everything in it. I see this as the finally of supply and demand in economics. Sustainability is the only logical choice of a civilization. Why would you live in a place where food could disappear at any moment? The Earth has a limit to how many healthy sustainable lives can fit in it and supply and demand can not efficiently determine this limit. This limit changes with technology and with nature. When this limit is reached supply and demand will force us into self destruction where survival of the fittest returns. That is my observation of supply and demand. With such a result and one that can happen in 50 years how will we grow as humans? What is the point of growth if we might destroy ourselves when we peak?
I propose that all resources are divided equally among every person on the planet. These resources are not given away, but there is a max limit to the resources a single person can acquire, a planned division. This limit can be increased, but never decreased. With defined limits it is becomes possible to achieve equality and promotes recycling. These resources belong to that person at that person alone until they die. These resources passed down upon death to the new generation. It can be to their grandson/daughter, great grandson/daughter, or even to a the child of a good friend. Each person will have to prove that they are capable of living alone to gain a limit of land, such as a college degree. Each person can only have one child to their name, so a couple can have two children at most. People die by accident which makes free space. If the parents do not wish to make another child then a person can gain that spot through whatever means society wants to make, lottery is fair, and that person can add another child to their name. This is strategy makes living sustainable and easier as time progresses. Once the limit is hit our society will change from acquiring resources to using them more efficiently and that is the goal. It is also possible for people to pool resource limits together to do whatever they wish. For example space mining, 1000 people build a ship to collect beyond earth resources to raise their limit. They reach their new limit and trade then trade the ship for the raw materials or recycle it. Cities and commercial buildings are built with shared resources. One possible system is that each home unit comes with an inventory of the amount of resources placed in the city. These home units and be traded. For example, in city A the city was built with 20% of the resources in the limit and city B is 15%. It allows for cities to be diverse and can even be 0%. Cities can trade raw materials to ensure people can acquire their limits. City A has an iron mine and city B has an aluminum mine. All manufacturing is done within the city so that only raw materials are transferred. Products are only generated within the city to guarantee recycling capabilities, if the city can make it then the city can unmake it. The only exception would be shared products like the rocket for space mining. This system does not need money since it is resource and labor based. The long term benefit of this system is that it seamlessly integrates mechanized labor. As technology gets more advanced and labor becomes more mechanized, people are loosing their jobs or pay. As a city becomes more mechanized the only consequence is that less work needs to be done, since the labor is not exchanged for money. The carpenter works for the blacksmith and vise versa. If the people choose to pool their resources to work mechanization then work can be completely automated. The key point in this system is that theft becomes pointless since there is no material superiority. Gynocentrism and hypergamy will not be able to function in this system.
If you find this to be a great idea then I will continue using it in my project.

