What do women want? Freud never found a definitive answer to his famous question, but the blogger who calls himself Delusion Damage thinks he’s got it figured out: women want men who can kill people with their bare hands.
DD is a sort of compound MRA-PUA who argues for “Men’s Liberation Through ‘Game,’” as he put it in a Spearhead post some months ago. Apparently, if dudes learn how to get the hot babes to give them strings-free sexy times, through the magic of “game,” this will help to “reduce the unilateral enslavement of men through marriage.”
And what attracts the ladies more than the ability to kill? Not much, apparently. If you’ve got that magic killing touch, everyone around you will sense your manly power:
You are a man. A man is a survivor, a hunter, a protector of loved ones. The essence of manliness is controlled power. … That is what women love and what other men respect. Women, most of them anyway, are unable to use force and must rely on men where force is required. … If you lack the ability to kill other people with your bare hands, you will be perceived as if something is missing from your manliness. …
If you can kill, the ladies will pick up on this instantly:
[H]aving the ability substantially raises the value she instinctively perceives you to have. Which, as we know, leads to all manner of good things.
I believe he’s referring to blowjobs.
Oh, and other dudes will be impressed, too:
The respect of other men is also greatly influenced by your killing ability. Up until graduation from high school, the male social hierarchy has a great deal to do with “who can beat up whom”, and although the hierarchy among adult men is more dependent on social and professional status signals, men never stop instinctively evaluating you by what they perceive your killing ability to be, and respecting or disrespecting you accordingly.
And this will set you apart from all the wimpy emo hipsters of the world, who couldn’t even fight a girl:
If there is a “defining” degree of killing ability that makes you “manly”, it is defined by comparison with the female of the species. …
In these dismal times, men who fall short of this line are not terribly rare. Many of the emaciated hipsters and cubicle-dwellers of our generation would have trouble against a Juanita from a rougher neighborhood. These men, due to their lack of killing ability, are seen as unmanly by both men and women.
Meanwhile, your ability to kill will make others sit up and take notice:
The ability to kill makes your feelings relevant. If you lose your temper, someone dies.
This of course implies good things about you – the fact that you aren’t in jail right now means that you are a man in control of his emotions. A man who never loses his temper. Everyone around you subconsciously understands this and respects you for it. It lets people know they can trust you.
Yeah, nothing screams “trustworthy” more than a guy going on and on about how he could kill you with his bare hands.
Also, the ability to kill can help to prevent the ladies from blabbing endlessly about their stupid lady crap to you:
A woman who knows, without a shadow of a doubt, that she will have less than three seconds to live from the second she makes you lose your temper is not going to set out to intentionally poke and prod you past your breaking point.
Aw, yeah, it’s good to be a potential bare-hands killer:
[Y]ou will be afforded a completely unprecedented kind of respect. …
When you are The Man, everyone around takes note. It is a form of celebrity. Women gravitate to you, pulled by the invisible streams of attention, respect and deference which we all subconsciously sense in any social situation.
Given the sort of adoring attention DD must get from the ladies, it’s sort of amazing that he finds time to even keep up a blog at all.
He’s got a point though. Women want to feel safe and protected, and it’s been shown time and time again that women respond to displays of aggression and dominance with open legs and gushing vaginas.
Okay I think there needs to be some cites now xD
Arks-
While I can see how you might think that your cuckolding fantasies are relevant to this thread, I can assure you they are not.
By the way, being groped without my consent means I would NOT feel safe and protected… since feeling safe generally means feeling safe FROM sexual assault xD
Why would you want to be in a relationship with someone that does not want to be in one with you?
You forget, Fatman, that in the MRAs’ singularly miserable worldview nobody actually wants to be in a relationship at all. The quote about marriage earlier makes it crystal clear: women should tolerate men because the alternative ought to be starvation, and men should feed women in exchange for sex and babies. If you cultivate the delusion that nobody actually *likes* anyone of the opposite sex, the view of women as fungible tokens that can be “stolen” from you follows more naturally. It’s pathetic in both senses of the word.
I have a suspicion that his ‘girl’ is not so much his gf but rather A woman he WANTS to date. And the ‘Alpha’ gets in ahead of him…
@Arks: “Women want to feel safe and protected, and it’s been shown time and time again that women respond to displays of aggression and dominance with open legs and gushing vaginas. Etc.”
High marks for vivid imagination, Arks, but an F in logic. Let’s play this game: women want to feel safe and protected. Okay, who or what do we want to be protected from? We know it can’t be from other men, because according to you, we actually like men who are dangerous and who assault us, so we don’t want to be protected from them. And it it can’t be that we want to be protected from those miserable “betamanlets”, because “betamanlets” aren’t threatening or dangerous to begin with. So from what then, natural disasters? Hmm. What does an alpha boy do in the face of one, punch a tsunami? Put a volcano in a headlock? Stop a hurricane?
Insofar as people on this list have previously categorized me as an mra (which I’m not – I’m a “dude who makes up his own mind” – DWMUHOM) and, insofar as I respect that men have had fundamental rights violated because of feminism and I despise feminism with a passion, I do suspect that there are many MRAs who don’t get out much. You only have to look at the spread of men that many women fuck, from hopeless, drooling degenerates to brain-dead imbeciles, to realize that they don’t always fuck lobotomized thugs. Basically, women are creatures of proximity, and will cheerfully commit to/fuck the first knucklehead that takes them on a second date. They are that easy. Sometimes a woman might strike it lucky and stumble across someone half-way decent, but again, that’s more often a product of proximity, rather than intelligent agency.
Domestic violence testifies of the attraction of many women for thugs who are able to kill.
Some of these women are so good at sniffing potential killers that they even get killed themselves.
I don’t think “basically” means what you think it does.
I am reminded of those old Count Dante ads.
“Yes, this is the DEADLIEST and most TERRIFYING fighting art known to man – and WITHOUT EQUAL. Its MAIMING, MUTILATING, DISFIGURING, PARALYZING and CRIPPLING techniques are known by only a few people in the world. An expert at DIM MAK could easily kill many Judo, Karate, Aikido and Gung Fu experts at one time with only finger tip pressure using his murderous POISON HAND WEAPONS.”
Can you please explain this to my friends? They’ve been making fun of me for having a “type”, on account of the fact that the guys I date tend to be really similar. I’d almost started believing it myself; luckily you came around to remind me that because I have a vagina, I will fuck just anyone who asks.
“Basically, women are creatures of proximity, and will cheerfully commit to/fuck the first knucklehead that takes them on a second date.”
So the PUAs should forget about “game” and just start hanging out around women and waiting for the women to notice them hanging around, after which they’ll get laid because they’re nice guys who hang around a lot?
Have you told them that?
(BTW, I tried that method a lot in high school. It didn’t work so well for me. Maybe I did it wrong.)
paniorpa: Abuse might start out with him* being jealous of your guy friends, which is, you know, kind of flattering and romantic and shows how much he cares. So slowly you stop hanging out with your guy friends, because it’s not worth how angry he gets. He starts texting you a lot because he always wants to be near you, which is sweet, but if you don’t text back immediately he freaks out that you’re cheating on him. And then slowly he gets more and more jealous– when you’re out without him, he questions whether you’re cheating on him; when you talk to a man, he accuses you of flirting; when you wear a skirt, he gives you shit about it for hours, claiming you’re trying to pick up other men. You stop going out with your friends so much, because you don’t want to deal with his anger when you get home; you only dress in the clothes he finds acceptable. He is a good boyfriend, really, he just loves you SO MUCH and you can’t do the simplest things like not flirting with other guys; besides, there’s always compromise in relationships, and your friends always say you’re so lucky to find a guy so sweet. After all, if it were abusive, someone would say something.
One day he goes too far and calls you a horny bitch, a dog in heat, because you talked to a guy at the grocery store for five minutes. You storm out self-righteously. And then he comes back, and he’s sweet, and he brought flowers, and he cried, and he talked about how he didn’t mean it, maybe his bitch ex cheated on him and he can’t help feeling a little jealous sometimes, but that just shows how strong his love is and how little he wanted to lose you, and somehow you end up back in the relationship. It’s good, for a while. When it’s good, it’s really good. He’s sweet, he’s attentive, he’s kind, he gives little gifts and snuggles with you while watching TV; you might never have found a partner as good as he is during the good times.
You shrink away from the thought of abuse. Stupid women get abused. You know better than to be in an abusive relationship, so this relationship couldn’t possibly be abusive. If anything, you’re abusive to him, when he’s just trying to be nice and you’re blaming him for your friendships falling apart. Besides, you’ve already spent a year with him, you can’t just dump him just because you’re unhappy. And if you left, well, your friends have stopped calling. Who would you go to?
One night he comes home. You’ve gone out for the first time in a month to a club. He sees you in a short skirt and he starts to scream, saying you’re a bitch, a slut, you’re just looking for men, you’re cheating on him. You beg and plead with him, but he is still angry. Finally, he slaps you across the face.
Do you see where that’s a little bit different than “women love killers lolololololol?”
*I am using a male as an abuser, but people of all genders can abuse.
@Nullpointer. I don’t know your circumstances or your “type”, but for the edification of those whom seem to observe a pattern towards the unsavory, here’s how it goes:
If you frequent a sewer, you will most likely attract rats. If you mingle with a type, you establish proximity with that type, and hey presto, there’s your answer. If you are predisposed to giving valuable airtime to those whom you feel “comfortable” and “relaxed” with (meaning, drunken slobs who expect little of you), then hey presto, witness more of my proximity theory in action. But you haven’t alluded to your type… so what’s your type, so that I can offer you a more specific answer. Is he a wallet type? A provider type? A nerd type? Even nerds have their utility for those women obsessed with security over attractiveness. What’s your type? Be brave. Project a little.
http://www.llapgoch.org.uk/
*swoons*
My type is poly kinky androgynous-to-femme intelligent socially awkward nerds, Chuckedee. Explain why I like them.
@Don Gwinn. I don’t think men realize how much women are creatures of proximity. All they see is that women control supply, but what they don’t see is how quickly and easily women establish the choices that take them out of the market. Women are not that selective. They can appear to be selective, to men, only because they make themselves unavailable so easily. But the reality is that they are quite the opposite. And once you realize this, you can adapt your strategy to suit. Don’t put them on pedestals, ever… they just don’t belong there, and they know this at a visceral level. And if you put them there on the naive presumption that they are picky, then either they know that they cannot live up to your expectations, and they spook, or they’ll think you’re an idiot. Either way, you miss out. That’s why drunken slobs help to defuse all that pent-up angst, and are more likely to get to first base than those who “respect” women. Cut this crap that women are picky and select for the “best”. They just aren’t. Most of them have massive inferiority complexes that conspire against them realizing their most wished-for fantasies. They finish up making painful compromises, and most men are never the wiser.
Apparently because you are standing next to them. It is like magic! Only more asinine.
Chuckee, The Journal of Empty, Pretentious Nobbery is 3 blogs down the hall. Before submitting your article for peer review, may I suggest adding a few more insofars and the like? It never fails to impress the review committee.
Ozy – My type has a PhD in science and avoids eye contact. I never noticed the second of those until a friend pointed it out, and I don’t know why it’s true. I’d ask Chuck, but I have a leeeetle sliver of a suspicion he’d say it’s because I am a terrible, terrible person.
(Oddly, my closest platonic women friends all make far more eye contact than average.)
Maybe as socially inept perverts who fit in with your solipsistic, idiosyncratic definition of “intelligent”, you don’t find them threatening in any way.
He’s got a point though. Women want to feel safe and protected,
What about the menz? Don’t men want to feel safe and protected? Why wouldn’t they?
I know I do. Especially considering how many people seem to want to take a shovel to a zombie’s noggin.
Haha! Capt. Bathrobe, I love J. Emp. Pret. Nob. and will check whether the library takes it FORTHWITH (they love that word too)!
lol Cap’n bathtub. I first saw your comment without seeing who it was and thought to myself… sounds familiar, I wonder who it might be. haha If you define intellectualism in such trite wordings, you’re going to have difficulties when you grow up and get a job. Your obsessive anti-intellectualism is a real liability.
MissPrism: I’m currently with a dude who goes into raptures about chi-square tests, and a chick who reads nineteenth-century novels for fun.
Ah, the perils of nerd dating.