Itβs always handy when one of the MGTOW brethren sums up one of the tribeβs 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 βevery single MGTOWerβ Iβm not really exaggerating for impact β well, maybe a teensy bit. But I donβt think Iβve ever run across an MGTOWer who doesnβt take all of the following on faith.
Like many manosphere beliefs about women β like the whole βwomen only fuck the top 20% of menβ thing β there is of course not a shred of evidence for any of this. Itβs an essentially religious belief, accepted on faith. MGTOWers are like monks in the douchiest religion ever.
Anyway, fresh from a post by βRogueβ on NiceGuyβs MGTOW forum, hereβs 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.
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Β Step 4) Accept that she’s past her time for the AA cock carousel; become a companion to many cats.
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And whatβs 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. Jacksonβs 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 donβt spend the rest of their lives whining about how women are a bunch of filthy bitches.
Oh, and before anyone pops in with a βwhy do you pick on the outliers, this guy doesnβt represent bla bla bla,β the post (which naturally got nothing but huzzahs on NiceGuyβs forum) was also highlighted on the MRA blog What Men Are Saying About Women as an example of βsuperbβ discussion of the Woman Question. This bullshit is Manosphere-Approved bullshit.
and jerking awake from a state of reverie… sucks.
“I have running dreams, where I am a quadraped. I donβt 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? π
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.
http://i749.photobucket.com/albums/xx134/ami_angelwings/Magyc%20Cards/DenialofFacts.jpg
And it sure didnβt 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. π
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 π 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 π 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 π
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 π 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 π 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* π 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).