By David Futrelle
A couple of weeks back, you may recall, our old friend Roosh V complained, in a tweet, that Satan was giving him boners by making women in his vicinity all sexy and stuff. At the time I wondered if the aging libertine, who now spends much of his time fulminating like a fundamentalist preacher, had truly found God, or if he had just decided to namedrop the Biblical villain for, well, the hell of it. I was skeptical.
But maybe my cynicism was unwarranted? The world’s skeeziest alleged pickup artist has now come out as a brand-new Christian. For real.
In a post on the Roosh V forum, he offered some more details on his conversion.
If you’ve been following my work for a while, you’ll notice I’ve been warning up to faith in God over the years, especially the past year. This is due to witnessing the growth of evil in society, my personal experiences with unbridled hedonism, and my sister’s death.
And no, I wasn’t kidding about the shrooms:
This reached a climax when I received a message while on mushrooms which cemented that faith further, an experience which I will share in the future after I’m done processing it. Sure of my path, I decided to publicly “come out”.
Far freakin’ out, Praise the Lord.
While the shrooms might have triggered his “come to Jesus” moment, Roosh apparently had been heading that direction for some time, fed up with the nihilism of “the black pill” — by which he seems to mean his depression as an aging pickup artist who had gotten as tired of “the game” as most of the very young women he tried to pick up had, I suspect, gotten of him.
I believe that remaining black pilled is unsustainable because of the high degree of despair, meaninglessness, and hopelessless it requires, which goes beyond the human ability to handle. …
The God pill does feel like the final destination, where life becomes about asking Him for help and performing His will in a way that embraces good. My mind is currently buzzing with this new perspective, and I wouldn’t be surprised if much of my new work will be framed around it.
So this changes everything, right? Roosh will stop teaching men how to “bang” women even if they physically push you away and literally tell you “no” thirty times? He’ll renounce the pleasures of the flesh and take up the life of the mind, possibly becoming the next Thomas Merton or Teilhard de Chardin?
Well, not so fast. I mean, first of all, Roosh is an idiot, and his theological speculations are likely to be a mixture of the blindingly obvious and the incredibly dumb.
Second, it turns out Roosh’s vision of Orthodox Christianity is a tad unorthodox. His recent “critiques” of hedonism only seem to apply to women, for one thing. Roosh continues to sell the pickup manuals that many see (not without reason) as date rape how-to guides. And he’s still offering “game” advice on his blog.
No, his newfound faith seems to mainly be providing him with more excuses to rail against the alleged evils of the very same “slutty” women he teaches guys how to “bang.”
Here’s his Satan tweet, as mentioned above:
But there are so many more:
And apparently, in Roosh’s eyes, fat women are also an affront to God.
Roosh continues to rail against LGBT people and the “globohomo agenda.”
And he seems to be turning into quite the anti-Semitic conspiracy theorist.
Indeed, he’s become such a devoted Jew-hater that he’s managed to get one of his Tweets banned in France for promoting the world’s most anti-Semitic ASMR video. Which, yes, is a thing.
Unlike most conservative Christians, Roosh is a big fan of Islam, or at least of those varieties of Islam that treat women and LGBT people as badly as he would like to see them treated.
So maybe I was right to be cynical about Roosh’s newfound interest in religion. The new “Christian” Roosh looks an awful lot like the old awful Roosh, except that now he sometimes makes references to Satan when he spews his hate.
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