The regulars at PUAhate.com – we’ve met them before — are a strange and bitter bunch. Most seem to be self-loathing so-called “incels” who blame their lack of romantic and sexual success on their average or below-average looks. Rejecting the basic premise of the pickup artist crowd – that average guys can transform themselves into suave lotharios by mastering manipulative pickup formulas – the PUAhate regulars tend to be true believers in what they somewhat pretentiously call “looks theory,” the odd and obviously untrue notion that women only date men with “male model” looks.
As one PUAhater put it recently:
PUA makes you think that all your problems are because of your personality/behaviour – i.e. things you can control. So when you keep failing, it means that YOU are fucking up and doing things wrong
the reality is that many of us just lost the genetic lottery. we are ugly, the wrong race, the wrong height etc, and that fucked us up. there is NOTHING we can do about it
So, naturally, the PUAhaters spend a lot of their time jealous of tall, good-looking men for their supposed monopoly on the women of the world — whom they also hate.
But the strange thing is that the PUAhaters pretty much hate everyone else as well. They get angry when guys they consider ugly score “hot chicks.” They get angry when guys who are good-looking but not male models get attention from “really hot girls.” And so on, and so on, and so on.
Indeed, many of the regulars seem to walk around in a perpetual state of rage, angry at each and every man who’s managed to pair up with a woman, not to mention the women as well.
One regular recently described his “day from hell” to his comrades:
To start the day I saw a couple where it was an average White guy with an OBESE Asian girl. They were walking around acting like they were trying to prove shit. LMAO. I wanted to kick the guy in the fucking nuts for dating that landwhale. If you’re going to use the racial advantage, at least date a girl who is under 300lbs. Later I go to the gym and see the same tall guys I usually do. Even if I had a good face, how the fuck do you compete with guys who are fucking 6’4”?
Then at the gym there’s this good looking White guy there talking to this Asian dude about how Asian girls are easy and how they approach him. To make things worse after that these fucking frat douchebags come in with their girlfriends to show off . Then to cap off the day a girl I used to know from freshman year walks right past me without even saying anything. I used to fucking live next door to this bitch and now she doesn’t even say anything and acts like a pretentious cunt. She’s an Indian girl dating a White dude lmao. Days like today make you wonder why you even still try in the first place.
Of course, as I’ve mentioned before, most of those posting on PUAhate don’t actually seem to be ugly by anyone’s standards but their own, at least judging from the pictures of themselves they sometimes post to the site, which reveal them to be mostly average-looking guys, with some of the regulars even quite conventionally handsome.
But evidently they would rather believe that they have “lost the genetic lottery” rather than face a more obvious explanation for why the girls don’t like them: because they’re shallow, self-obsessed assholes who hate themselves and hate women and radiate their bitterness from every pore. (And some are even creepier than this, like this pedophile – sorry, ephebophile – who’s angry at me personally because unlike him I don’t chase after 15-year-olds. Link NSFW.)
The PUAhaters often talk about getting surgeries to “correct” their supposed genetic flaws. They would do far better to spend that money on therapy.
If everything they say is true, all of it – every bit, then there’s nothing that can be done and they’ve found/created the perfect online community. Why are you bothering us?
^^^
WHY ARE YOU BOTHERED BY US?
@kiki,
You know, you have a good point. I know that when I got together with my significant other, I had noticed him due to the extremely long tail feathers and flashing light on his behind. As he moved in circles and roared while picking up shiny objects from the ground and using spit to fasten them into a shelter, I approached him on first sight of the mating ritual.
Later that night we mated, were married, and I settled into the shelter to gestate our eggs as he killed small rodents and brought them to me to sustain the gestation.
Once the eggs hatch, we plan on catching bugs, chewing them, and vomiting them into the babies’ mouths. To teach them to walk, we will have the babies sit on our feet and keep warm under our feathers.
For the next mate, I intend to release a million eggs into pond water.
I think the sheep slippers probably represent his willingness to hunt food for you should you become pregnant. He figured that since you already had a cow you might appreciate some variety in your sole’s diet.
@Nobinayamu You had me up to the Louis C.K. You want to come over and make risotto (I have four kinds of mint and some fresh frozen peas from last year’s garden) and I’ll supply the wine. Throw in Eddie Izzard instead of Louis and we’ve got a date…
What’s the over/under on who Looks is socking for?
Wow. I… didn’t count on a near complete lack of reading comprehension.
This blog is for mocking misogyny. The host finds examples of misogyny and posts them so that they can be mocked. We, the readers, then mock it. Quite often trolls show up to protest the mockery and then we mock them. That’s just kind of how it works.
And you can go right to puahate and see that it’s multiple posters in multiple threads posting a lot of shit that’s worthy of mocking.
We aren’t afraid of being mocked because we aren’t posting on puahate and begging for their attention.
See how that works?
You delusional, self-absorbed, whiny ass titty baby: we mock misogyny. Nobody is bothered by you, we want to make fun of you for being misogynistic dumb fucks.
Looksie, you came here to piss in our pond. Go back and whine in you mom’s basement if you just want validation.
Nobinayamu, was that you who posted a satirical bit about men being pulled in against their will to approach certain women? Yeah. Looks, the fact that ze was able to accurately predict your BS should tell you just how pathetic your comment really is.
I love Eddie Izzard so it’s a date!
That actually makes a lot sense. I thought maybe he was just tired of me stealing his socks.
I’m all for having chickens. I’ve kept them. I like them. Banties, and full-sized. Silkies, and Sultans, and Cochins, and Orpingtons, and Red Star (they are the prettiest cocks). They are pretty much the only way I know to keep Bamboo from taking over a yard.
There should also be guinea pigs, and Icelandic horses. I suggest we take over Catalina Island.
re the large penis: I’ve known women who are fond of size. Not so much length (though that’s part of it) but absolute volume.
But most women I know of don’t think size is that big a deal. Too big is a problem (being told of someone who was too large to suck, and too large to really go to town with; and the frustrations that caused) as is too small (I believe the comparison was to a thumb; and the frustration was that putting it back in happened too often to get a good rhythm going).
If any of my lovers has had serious complaints (too large/small) they’ve not mentioned it.
GT: I don’t know what you mean by, “involuntarily celibate”*, so it’s hard to address, but I’ll try.
Everyone has chunks of time they are not getting laid. They also have chunks of time they are not in romantic relationships. Depending on how their lives are organised these can overlap in odd ways.
I was involuntarily without sex in 2003/2004 because I was quite some distance from my partner (I only had one at the time). I might even go so far as to say that, were had I met someone I was interested in from 14 Feb 2003, to 27 Jun, 2003, I would have been involuntarily abistinent (even with the caveat in the footnote below) because it was a crime for me to have sex with anyone†, but I don’t think that’s what you mean.
When I was younger I was an abject failure at getting interest from the women I was interested in. If I’d been fixated on that I’d probably have been a virgin until I was in my twenties.
In 1994-1995 I was sexless, and romanceless for about 11 months. Some of that was my own choice. I was coming off a really bad breakup, and wasn’t all that interested in romance. I wasn’t against the idea of sex, but the mindset I was in wasn’t great for that. I wasn’t looking for romance, which meant any interest I might have had was in no-strings flings. Since I wasn’t hitting bars/clubs/sex parties, that wasn’t all that likely. The people I was hanging out with were likely to become romantic if we got together, so we didn’t.
It wasn’t my exes “fault”. It certainly wasn’t the fault of the women I was spending time with/passing interested in. It was what it was.
When I did come to a place where romance was again an option; so that I wasn’t refusing to express interest in women who might become interested in more than just fucking, it still didn’t change for awhile. Why? Because the women I was spending time with weren’t interested. That’s the way it goes.
These “incels” aren’t accepting that. They are blaming the world for not getting laid/having a partner. They are seething pits of rage and hate. They have a false belief that they deserve sex/partners. Nope. No one deserves it. We earn it, by being attractive to someone else. They are ugly; not in looks, but in being. That’s their problem. That’s why they can’t get laid. It’s not “involuntary” because no one owes them shit.
*I happen to hate this use of the word celibate to mean not getting sex, the word ought to be abstinent, and even at that, involuntary wouldn’t count; since both abstinence, and celibacy are volitional acts, but I digress
† I was deployed, and General Order Number One was in effect, no alcohol, no sex. Court Martial Offenses, Felonious, with a Bad Conduct Discharge, Loss of all Benefits and Entitlements, Reduction to the Lowest Enlisted Grade.
*Sigh*
It was. And these dudes are really unoriginal and very predictable.
Oh god didn’t we just have this conversation?
“We aren’t afraid of being mocked because we aren’t posting on puahate and begging for their attention.”
Yes, some of you are.
You can be mocked wherever you post, like here, where I am mocking you, successfully.
I wonder how many more blog entries and thousands of comments devoted to PUAhate before people realize they swallowed the troll bait.
And what are these mysterious, various signals that force men to be chosen?
Are all men born with a CVIand compelled to obey, and I have but to gracefully wave a hand like Taelons do? Or is it more like Harry Potter where there’s a precise incantaion and highly controlled movements required?
You know, folks, I think that Looksie and Ross Jeffiepoo are really more interested in talking to each other than they are in talking to any of us. Looksie’s problem really is with the false consciousness being set up and enforced by Jeffiepoo and his ilk, while Looksie’s hysterical self loathing, at the same time, represents the only significant measurable accomplishment of the puey ‘philosophy.
After all, women really don’t matter to puers; we’re just baubles to hang on their pea-cocking for each other. Only other men matter, as either competition, disciples, or totems of the abject to taunt each other with (and, in the dark watches of the night, to fear becoming, because the derision of other males is what they fear more than rejection by women, though it is what that rejection stands in for).
“Looksie, you came here to piss in our pond. Go back and whine in you mom’s basement if you just want validation.”
Comments are open to everybody, even those who want to piss in your pond and upset your very delicate ecosystem. Perhaps you should learn to adapt to the world outside your little pond?
Or at least lighten the fuck up, and learn to recognize troll comments when you see them, LOL.
Shorter Ross Jeffries: “Another troll is getting more attention than me! Must wave arms more frantically — mommymommymommymommy look at meeeeeeeeeeee!!!!”
For lookie-loo:
I’m happy that we could bring Looksy and Ross together. Hopefully this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Yo, Ross, piss off.
Who?
I’ve been reading through some of the threads because it’s wildly entertaining and a little bit sad. But I have no interest in posting there because I: 1)am not a troll and 2) I respect that it’s a community with it’s own rules and ideas (however ridiculous) and I don’t have anything of value to add to their environment.
So, again, who? Provide the links.
@starskita Oh, so offbeat and romantic!
We decided to go the route where the male patted out a hollow, bowl-shaped acoustic chamber in the earth of the the jungle floor and then sat in it, burping. We intend to produce exactly one egg, which we will sit on when we remember, and which will promptly be eaten by a cat. We thought it best reflected our traditional views of marriage.
For the next mating opportunity we’re going to turn the dial up to 11 and acquire a sneaker male. Of course, if I die, my SO will just have to put on a few pounds and become female, but we should be fine as long as a moray eel doesn’t eat all of the eggs.
#meetcute #offbeatbride