How the Other Half Lives, according to dudes who have no fucking idea how the other half lives
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It’s always handy when one of the MGTOW brethren sums up one of the tribe’s beliefs in a handy little post. The following is what every single MRTOWer out there (not to mention many MRAs and PUAs and even some non-acronymified misogynists) seems to believe about how women live their lives today. When I say “every single MGTOWer” I’m not really exaggerating for impact – well, maybe a teensy bit. But I don’t think I’ve ever run across an MGTOWer who doesn’t take all of the following on faith.
Like many manosphere beliefs about women – like the whole “women only fuck the top 20% of men” thing – there is of course not a shred of evidence for any of this. It’s an essentially religious belief, accepted on faith. MGTOWers are like monks in the douchiest religion ever.
Anyway, fresh from a post by “Rogue” on NiceGuy’s MGTOW forum, here’s how all you ladies are living your lives:
The modern woman’s life plan goes like this:
Step 1) From first sexual awakening throughout her twenties, fuck as many Alpha Asshole men (hereafter referred to as AA) as she can in a quest of sheer narcissistic hedonism. May give birth to an AA spawn during this time; party lifestyle and general female educative path (elementary teacher, social worker) results in shaky finances.
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Step 2) Oops, getting close to or past age 30? Find a Nice Guy Beta (hereafter referred to as NGB), dupe him into marriage with sex (he’s generally grateful for the attention, having had less than stellar success with women throughout his twenties), use his money to stabilize shaky finances. Strong likelihood of having another child or two; may again be AA spawn due to affairs. Pack on 30 pounds of fat (at least!). Cut off sex with NGB since she now has him over a barrel and was never really attracted to him in the first place. Get steadily angrier and more dissatisfied.
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Step 3) Divorce at or slightly before age 40; attempt to remount AA cock carousel, this time as a cougar. Fail miserably because no AA wants an old, fat female body and a loose pussy that looks like a hunk of roast beef that’s been worked over with a dozen ball-peen hammers for a month. Said failure twists her mind until her only remaining pleasure in life is to fuck with ex-NGB in various ways such as taking him back to court to raise CS payments, or denying him visitation rights to his children.
[citation needed]
Step 4) Accept that she’s past her time for the AA cock carousel; become a companion to many cats.
[citation needed]
And what’s with all the cat-hatred, anyway? Cats are adorable, endlessly fascinating little monsters who do no harm to anyone, unless you count all the times my cat has attacked me without provocation and the fact that she just threw up her dinner and is now insistently demanding a second dinner. To paraphrase Samuel L. Jackson’s character in Jackie Brown, you can trust cats to be cats.
Anyway, back to the sermon:
The marriage strike is just an attempt to short-circuit steps 2 and 3, and force women to ride step 1 as long as they can, then transition directly to step 4. Will women like the result if, instead of rushing to save them at age 30, men just shake their heads and walk away? I think it’s an experiment worth trying.
Once again: please, please, please walk away. Walk far away. Become monks in your douchy religion. Just remember that most monks who take a vow of chastity don’t spend the rest of their lives whining about how women are a bunch of filthy bitches.
Oh, and before anyone pops in with a “why do you pick on the outliers, this guy doesn’t represent bla bla bla,” the post (which naturally got nothing but huzzahs on NiceGuy’s forum) was also highlighted on the MRA blog What Men Are Saying About Women as an example of “superb” discussion of the Woman Question. This bullshit is Manosphere-Approved bullshit.
Posted on June 21, 2011, in alpha males, bad boys, beta males, evil women, kitties, marriage strike, men who should not ever be with women ever, MGTOW, misogyny, MRA, oppressed men, vaginas. Bookmark the permalink. 902 Comments.
Hmm… My type tends to run on the skinnier side rather than the chubbier side, though honestly I have a very small sample size. I’ve also never had the pleasure of dating a tall girl, which is probably something I should go for. My problem is that, save for some threshold on looks, the main thing for me really is the personality. If we’ve been friends, I find it very easy to move forward.
But again, small sample size.. I haven’t even tried “looking” for dates.. Who knows?
Well since he’s here!
:3
(and since he’s lurking I’ll assume he read my big comment in the last thread he was on xD)
I feel like I should post a photo of 13…
Don’t worry, MRAL. Even though you are in my ideal height range, you are still a jerk, so you are safe.
I haven’t read that thread since I bailed. I’ll go look.
@MRAL:
“I’m not interested stuff like that. Men are supposed to be dominant.”
Just out of quick curiosity, is this your personal opinion or the opinion of society? If it’s yours, why are men supposed to be dominant? Certainly a lot of male subs would like to disagree with you.
Am I supposed to be the tall one or the short one?
OK, that’s bad wording. I don’t have a problem with men who want to be subs. That’s not my personal preference, though.
“Men are supposed to be dominant”.
What do you mean by dominant? Just for the sake of clarity – does this mean that what is wrong with feminism is not that it thinks that women are superior (which I don’t think it does, fyi) but that it displaces men from their *rightful* dominant position?
no
The thing is, I don’t actually care that much about height. I’m 5’6″ and anyone my height or taller would be fine by me. But I like REALLY REALLY SCRAWNY guys and it is just DAMNED NEAR IMPOSSIBLE to find anyone below 6’0″ who isn’t chubby or muscular. The height is just necessary to stretch the flesh out to decent proportions. Actually, I take that back – I did date one guy who was the same height as me. He was kinda bordering on too muscular but managed to still be pretty. Oh and my second boyfriend was 5’7″.
But my ideal boy would be 6’0″, 130lbs and make me feel like a giant whale in comparison. It’s a curse.
“Men are supposed to be dominant.”
Considering two out of the three boys I see regularly now identify as female, and I’m genderqueerish, it still works out.
Actually, you can still be a dude and like to be snuggled. Or submissive and have a backbone. What happens if the dude likes to switch?
Apropos of nothing: Hugh Jackman as Wolverine AND a kitten! *dies happy*
@MRAL:
I gotta say, I’m a little freaked out. You’re coming across as very reasonable and friendly to talk to, despite holding some contrary opinions. Kudos.
@Kirby. I KNOW! :O
@Kirby, well, I had a pretty good day today. One of my friends has a house on a really nice lake, and three of us took the boat out. I like swimming, it’s one of a very few things I’m good at, so that was fun. Then they went on a rope swing while I lay on the top of the boat and rested. It was like 90 degrees and very peaceful. I kind of didn’t want to leave.
@MRAL:
Glad you did. Its amazing how good life can be when you aren’t constantly stressing over your “issues that shall not be named.” :)
@MRAL Swimming is awesome. I get to go spend time at a pool this week and I am unreasonably excited about it.
MRAL: How do you define walking the walk?
I’m 44. I’ve had a goodly number of lovers (some casual, some long-term). I’ve dated skinny women, tall-women, “plain” women, chubby women, older women, younger women.
I thought all of them attractive.
I’ve had some fuck me over. I’ve had most treat me well. I’ve had some treat me better than I probably deserved.
I’m atypical for looks. I’m young looking. I’m of average height (5’9″ish), I weight 116 lbs right now. The heaviest I’ve ever been was 136. That hasn’t stopped women from thinking me attractive (I mean sure, I’ve had women I was interested in who didn’t think I was worth a tumble, but that’s the breaks. If you don’t click, you don’t click).
What would it take for you to believe me? More to the point… why should I care what you think? Why, in the name of sweet reason, should I go to the effort required to prove anything to you?
What do I owe you? You’ve called me (and a whole lot of other people, but that’s between you and them) a liar. Why should I give you the time of day?
Hell, I’ve done more than I need to in terms of giving you details, I’ve got a blog. It’s a bit quiet about the details of my personal life, but you can see the broad strokes of one of my relationships in it.
You’re 20… pardon my French, but what the hell do you know about the walk? You’ve barely started.
@Molly:
I always loved swimming. I usually have dreams where I can breathe underwater, rather than flying dreams. Then I started swimming competitively. And I kinda got out of touch with it. :( Ah well.
MRAL: More days on the lake is a good thing. Seriously. Time when you don’t feel pressured (esp given all the turmoil right now) is golden time. I’ve been in a bad headspace… I know all about the demons in the skull. If they are at bay, that’s a win.
here you go Plymouth! :D
oh and @Holly thank you! I’m glad you like the cards! XD (sry I’m trying to keep up while making cards at the same time xD )
Yeah I was a competitive swimmer in high school. Male captain senior year too, I think that helped with college apps. I wasn’t really that fast but I’ve always been good endurance-wise, I can sort of turn my brain off and just keep going and going at a pretty quick pace. I was a good cross country runner for this reason too, but I was dumb and quit that, shouldn’t have. I was the only member of the team willing to do the 1650, haha. So the coach put me in that every single meet.
He was captain of his swimming team…
I’m just repeating this…
@Ami: He hasn’t said “fuck you” once. o.O
I think when this is supposed to be something unusual and positive… it says something xD
Also I thought David banned us talking about him and his issues xD
@Ami:
IIRC, only about his height and eye.
What’s so weird about me being captain of my swim team?
It’s not weird, Mr. Al, but it sounds kinda alpha. Or beta at least.
@Kirby I tend to have very surreal dreams, but I’ve never experienced the “breathing under water” or “flying” dreams. Used to have “falling” dreams, tho. :(
Sounds alpha to me. xD I’m pretty sure if somebody said they were that in an MRA/PUA forum, ppl would throw things at them for whining. xD
@Molly:
Have you had the ones which aren’t quite dreams, but you are falling half asleep when all of a sudden you feel like you’ve fallen and you jolt awake? Hate it when that happens…
I hope my cards don’t get scrolled off the screen again just b/c it’s becoming a “history of MRAL” support group again -_-;; I alrdy rly exposed myself just to help.
@Kirby: Yeah, those! Hate ‘em.
I had a dream last night where I was able to taste oranges that I was eating. I understand that’s pretty rare.
Ami: Can you put a link to that photo album on your blog? And then give me the link to your blog? I used to be able to get to it just by clicking on your name, but I see I can’t anymore. THANKS, AMI!
I have (so it seems) odd dreams. I’ve died in them, three times that I can remember (and I’ve also hit bottom, without dying).
But I don’t have flying dreams, or falling dreams. I have running dreams, where I am a quadraped. I don’t stop having arms, but I get lower to the ground and they are as if they were legs. I run,like a horse, or a wolf.
and jerking awake from a state of reverie… sucks.
“I have running dreams, where I am a quadraped. I don’t stop having arms, but I get lower to the ground and they are as if they were legs. I run,like a horse, or a wolf.”
And then you wake up and you’re nekkid in the woods, surrounded by chicken feathers? :P
There were only like, what, 8 other males on the team, most younger, and the female captain dealt with the girls. Oh, and I was co-male captain, not sole captain. And it sure didn’t get me anywhere socially or sexually, haha. Only captains of the team sports are alphas.
@Pecunium:
My running dreams tend to be like running through molassas, where you can’t seem to coordinate your legs, and you keep tripping over yourself in slow motion. Its usually running away from something nasty as well, which makes it vaguely horrifying. I’m always left feeling during the day that if I needed to, I wouldn’t be able to move my body correctly in real life, which kinda sucks.
@MRAL:
Were you elected or did you automatically become captain?
@MRAL:
Co-captain, excuse me.
I only have flying dreams where I can fly by expending great physical effort, and I end up hovering about 5-6 feet off the ground. It’s not dissimilar to how a bee does. It’s kinda cool, actually.
I had a really vivid dream where I had to go to the Underworld to try and find my lost luggage recently. Lots of very detailed decaying people, but it somehow wasn’t scary. I remember thinking in the dream, “Well, this death thing isn’t that bad after all!” I woke up feeling like I’d actually traveled somewhere.
And it sure didn’t get me anywhere socially or sexually, haha.
I think that says more about your Greek system theory and also about YOU (as ppl keep trying to tell you) than nething else xD
@Bee it should go back to my blog now :]
I was elected. What was it, like 10-8? I can’t remember (the girls voted too).
And I had a lucid dream last night, I love those. Except for sometimes, it’s weird, I slowly lose lucidity as the dream goes on. That’s led to some of my worst nightmares, so I guess it’s sort of a double-edged sword.
http://s749.photobucket.com/albums/xx134/ami_angelwings/Magyc%20Cards/
I forgot that PB now lets me share only the albums I want to… here you go :3
I’ve always wanted to lucid dream, and I there have only been a couple times I have. Needless to say it immediately devolved into sexy, sexy times. :D
There was one dream I remember where I thought I was lucid dreaming, but I probably wasn’t. I was walking through some castle with a random other kid, and was like “Dude, I can totally control this dream! Can you?” He shook his head no. When I woke up, I was absolutely convinced that I had somehow shared a dream with a real life kid somewhere out there. Kinda bizarre.
My “can’t get away dreams” are strangely violent. I am armed, and so is the enemy, but my weapons won’t kill them. I can hit them (and do, I shoot at least as well in my dreams as I do in waking life) but the rounds might as well be little rubber balls for all the good it does.
And I know that if they manage to hit me… I’ll die.
I am usually aware that I am dreaming, but I have only marginal control (and it takes something drastic to make me want to exercise it).
Fever dreams are the best/worst. Those are usually like being in a Fritz Leiber sort of Sword and Sorcery novel.
I’ve never had a lucid dream. Are there ways that you can prepare yourself so you’re more likely to have one? >> I’m usually happy just to dream about things I like (Dr. Who, Riddick, feeding people sushi, saving Deep End from the Lesbian Mafia…)
@Bee I have flying dreams too xD At least when I’m not having nightmares :\ And they’re always so wonderful and I wake up and realize I can’t fly and it’s so sad :( But otherwise I have nightmares almost every night :\ The f-ed up part is often I have dreams about HS again and my HS friends.. and HE’S there… as he was my best friend… and he’s still my best friend in the dream (like when you “know” things in the dream) and everything is so normal and I wake up screaming and crying :( And I feel dirty and hate myself… cuz I feel like it says something awful and disgusting about me… that even tho he’s the one who… violated me… he’s still a “good guy” and my best friend in my dreams! And I HATE MYSELF FOR IT
I feel like this makes me a liar or something :(
Talking about this has made me want to start doing laps in the pool again. I was like 155 with a buttload of lean muscle when I was a senior, those were the fucking days. Now I’m 170 with not as much muscle, hahaha.
F-
I’m sry :\ I didn’t mean for that to pour out…
*Hugs Ami* Or maybe you just wish things were different? I’ve often dreamed of things being “fixed” in dreams that can’t ever be fixed IRL.
@MRAL: You feel like you peaked in high school?
You should do that. :] I have been biking and playing basketball a lot :) I blew out my knee, so I can’t run nemore :\ (running compulsion, I was running 4 hours a day for 2 years, no break, and both my knees can’t handle it nemore :\ ) but it feels rly good to be active again :) and I’m building muscles back in my arms and my shot i back on target (for a while it kept going short xD cuz I lost so much muscle in my arms XD ) and it’s helping me w/ my confidence, and just, it helps relax me and it’s fun! :3
@Ami
*massive hugs* :( Wishing things were back to the way they were doesn’t make you a liar at all. Take a non-violent example. A close friend passes away at a young age. You still remember the good times you’ve had together, and you may have dreams where zie is still alive. All it means is that you wish the event in question never happened. There’s nothing wrong with you for wanting that.
*sigh* This is one of those times where I wish internet hugs could turn into real ones…
That’s awful, Ami. I’m sorry.
Crap. I’m really really sorry.
Well, it’s only been a year since high school. I’ve been 20 for less than a month. But I’ve definitely hit a valley.
And Ami, that sucks. Sorry (really).
I am generally not myself in my dreams and I switch characters. So, if one character gets killed, I become another one within the story. This is usually okay, but when I have a nightmare it means I can get killed by zombies and such over and over and over again until I wake up. My brain has another defense mechanism that sometimes kicks in there and suddenly I’ll become a person playing a game with the other characters in it, like my game characters just died fifty times instead of me. As I sit there in my dream, with my game, I will think “wow, that game really sucked me in, it was super realistic”. It’s like I sort of know something wasn’t quite normal with what just happened but never guess what.
Ami *hugs* if you want them! Dude, that sucks :(
Now I’m wondering why I’ve never “died” in a dream. I don’t think I’ve ever even seen anyone else die in one.
…MRAL – you do realise that your BMI is over 25, right?
@Lyn: Shhhh! He’s like, being nice for some strange reason. XD
Barely over 25. I’ll get it down in the next month.
@Molly:
You know? I don’t think I’ve ever died either. No killing, no undead, the subject of death doesn’t occur. (Except once, but that was just after my grandmother died, so it doesn’t really count).
I just weighed myself. 168, with a height of 5.8.5 that’s 25.2. I’ll live.
@MRAL:
Just in case you missed the point. Look in the mirror, preferably with tight-fitting clothes (trust me). Your body shape? Very similar to a girl with a bmi of 25. There are some differences, with fat concentrated more in the bust and the hips, but essentially a girl would be very similar in perceived weight. That is the reality of the threshold you used to adhere to so strictly.
Ami pointed this out yesterday, I think, off thread: If you look at dress sizes, there isn’t a whole lot of difference between 0 and 10, yet this somehow makes a world of difference in the PUA relm. She pointed out that, probably, we are so used to thinking on a 1-10 scale that a dress size of 10 sounds enormous, when in reality it isn’t.