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[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Treat your Co-Workers like s~~~, let them do all the work, wait until they make a mistake, kick them when they are down and don’t forget to kiss your superiors asses.

So things work in Germany just like the States. The s~~~ always floats to the top. I threw away a growing small side business to fully dedicate myself to my corporate master back in 2002. Well, I later got repaid for my loyalty by getting kicked rudely the curb when my employer got bought out 9 years later. Hey, they got to make an extra million dollars on the sale from firing me though as I was not on the books in the final sales price so I guess that makes it all OK. Well, here’s a big F~~~ YOU to all you mega-corps who grind up and destroy people. This slave has left the plantation.

I’ve been rebuilding myself as fully self-employed for the past three years. I’d rather work 60 hour weeks for 2/3s the pay than renter a pit of corporate snakes. I often think of how throwing away that book of business 13 years ago is still hurting me to this day.

@Smitty: Great quote as short term focused modern management is all about obedient little robots who live in fear. I’ve watched it continue to get worse over the years too. The problem is that it’s the innovators that provide for the longer term success, and innovators need freedom and are the crazy ones.

@Key: I do have to shave as my clients are high end operations.

@MG-Tower: The worst thing about working with women is having one as a boss. The 80/20 rule applies here. 20% are OK the other 80% are power mad freaks. The odds are better having a man boss, but you still get assholes.

[sidecarParticipant]

Been lurking forever, but this thread finally got me off my butt to join.

Governor Megachris% wrote:

if I EVER do this again for ANYONE besides my closest male friends.

You can always help male friends move because when the time comes they will help you move.  That’s how we know they are friends.  And men.  You cannot expect the same from women.  Ever.  So demand cash payment in full up front.  Always.  With a 50¢ per mile fuel surcharge.

Keymaster wrote:

“No.”

Another good reply is: “What’s in it for me?”

A simple refusal only lets her know she isn’t getting what she wants from you with no explanation as to why, leaving her to make up all sorts of self serving reasons in her head.  Asking her how she intends to make it worth your while lets her know she’s not getting what she wants because she is not worth it to you.  And you never know, she might just make it worth your while.  Never take s~~~ from women, but there’s nothing inherently wrong with taking their money.

I’ve actually been posting on here for a few weeks by now, and after reading through the Introductions threads and all the stories, I realized I hadn’t even told my story yet. Some of you already know some of my story from other threads, but there’s always the new guys that are joining up who haven’t heard it yet.

I’ve gone full-MGTOW since 2005. My story about why I went MGTOW is related to several incidents in my life. Starting with my childhood background. My mother was(still is)a sick sadistic bitch with Borderline Personality Disorder and some form of Bi-Polar and Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde transformation. She has gone through four marriages in the grand total of 32 years. Her longest marriage has been 11 years and her shortest(which was her 4th)was only six months. She has a very abusive personality that is hard to see if you first meet her, but is obviously not too hard to believe considering the other stories in here.

She divorced my real dad in 1989 because his hope that their 3 kids can go to a private live-in academy for some REAL education was deemed by her as “evil and controlling, and trying to get rid of the children.” She remarried in 1990 to an Air Force sergeant, and over the course of 11 years, wiped him out mentally and financially. He was dead inside when they divorced in 2001, with a $40,000 debt, and having to pay her almost 70 percent of his take-home pay in alimony and child support. To this day, he hasn’t mentally recovered and is still financially struggling to stay on his feet.

She remarried in 2003 to a truck driver who owns 8 of his own trucks and has 7 drivers working for him. He was an okay-guy, kind of weird for my taste, but within 6 months, she had paranoid delusions about how her third catch has “Mafia connections” and that he was always trying to “do away” with her, and they were separated. Their divorce finally became official in 2013 because she was afraid to file for divorce due to her fear that his “Mafia hit men” might try to track her down and neutralize her. Her 4th marriage ended because they got in their first argument where HE won the argument by proving himself right and in her own words, “he is a mean asshole and I want out.” Lucky for him, he got out of the marriage without having to pay any alimony, and with her youngest already past 18, she gets no child support.

Being very manipulative and abusive, and having pushed me to the edge mentally with her bulls~~~ several years ago before I finally severed all contact with her, she is now living in extreme poverty with no job and NOBODY to care for her. None of her 7 kids wants anything to do with her, her family has disowned her, and as of last week, she is now in jail on a THEFT charge.

While serving as a combat engineer with the U.S. Army(I enlisted one day after high school graduation to get away from my mom), I got engaged to be married. I was still in my NAWALT phase, well aware that most women were bulls~~~ because of some horror stories with some girls when I came of age in my school days, but with a faint hope that this girl I met would be the right one for me and I was trying to keep my past traumatic experiences from repeating itself, hoping for a fresh start at life. I figured I could get married, deny my mom any right to see the family I was going to start, and put the past behind me. And then just days before the wedding, the bitch cheated on me. She did a damn fine job showing her affectionate and lovable side to me for the 9 months that we were dating and engaged, but I happened to see her making out with a civilian guy who obviously made more money than what a low-ranking enlisted man in the U.S. Army could make on a paycheck. When I confronted her, the tears and excuses came. She was “just stressed and under pressure” and wanted another chance.

I gave her a chance…the chance at staying the hell out of my life and I walked away from her forever. My heart was shattered and for the next few years, I had trouble even looking a woman in the eye. From this point on, I swore I would never get married and that my only duty in life was to myself. I shunned the propaganda teachings of my church, saying that my duty was to find a woman, marry her, and take care of her because “that is what faithful men of the Priesthood must do.” Not one of them ever had an answer to my question on what was in it for me. The only answer they could manage was “eternal happiness and good blessings.” I said, “No, what about right NOW? Why should I just find a woman who has been brainwashed by society to hate men, give her MY house, MY money, and hope that she doesn’t get bored and give me the ax when they have every incentive to do so at ANY time?” They couldn’t even give me an explanation, just the usual “Not all women are like that.” So by 2006, I stopped giving a damn what my church thinks and buried myself into my work.

After I left the army, I worked numerous jobs. Thought about going to college, but in 2007, the Internet gave me a huge serving of numerous horror stories about how men are being treated on college campuses nationwide by indoctrinated feminists and their defenders, and as we all know, the situation has not improved. From 2008 to 2012, I was more concerned with keeping a job and the paychecks coming due to the collapse of the economy and so many unemployed people who could easily replace me if my bosses wanted to. I tried casual online dating at times, but the whole online dating was a JOKE. In fact, seeing the numerous dating profiles of women and what they demand in a man only cemented my resolve as a MGTOW and made me realize I wasn’t missing anything. Women I met in person would keep me in their friend zone so long, I could have set up shop in there and run for public office. But after my failed engagement, which was a mere week and a half away from turning into just another bulls~~~ American marriage/divorce, I had stopped being emotionally involved with women, so I never took them seriously online. I laughed at their efforts to try and “start a life with me” when we haven’t even bothered to meet in person. A couple of the women I managed to meet who friend-zoned me afterward tried to get me interested again by saying I was the only man for them, and the only true nice one they ever knew, but I blocked all contact, laughed my ass off, and kept moving forward with my life.

I am now 5 months away from turning 30, work one job in construction, another job hauling freight on 3 overnight shifts a week for a Retail store, have my own small apartment, and with the exception of my sisters(all three of them being AMAZING and wonderful women, 2 of them being happily married and showering their husbands with affection and love long after the wedding day)and my nieces, I am completely woman-free in my life, and this site has been a HUGE help with it’s inspiration. I come on here every day to post and offer my 2 cents and it’s great to see other men waking up and making MGTOW as their compass in life.

I just wanted to say, even after I had been here for a couple of months, that this place is awesome and one of the best sites I have ever been to. And to offer my long-delayed introduction to those who don’t know of me yet.

[peterfaParticipant]

Well, I agree with much of what you say. We’re probably more on the same page than we might realize. I never thought of putting G.K. Chesterton on my reading list but I have heard of him. He’s one of Ravi Zacharias’ favorite authors. I think the only person Ravi likes more than him is Malcolm Muggeridge.

I’ve been in a severely p~~~y mood, I mean, way more than normal. Try thinking Radical Feminist who was hit on by a short man, kind of p~~~y. I could really use some shrewed snarkiness. Let it be thick and condemning. Malcolm is considered to be brutal.

Anyways, you’re damn right that most people don’t know what they know. I used to be that way too about 10 years when I realized I hadn’t a clue that I could trust the Bible. It was a thought in my mind that slowly began to creep since I was in 7th grade. The fear of death sobered me from blind belief. I realized if I didn’t check up on how I new, something I was seriously afraid of doing, then I was going to become unable to believe. I ran into Christian Apologetics. So therefore I have found out why.

That wasn’t even the end of it. I had many more questions then if the Bible was reliable. Like how come my life wasn’t changing, why was I so messed up, and why is this information not revolutionary. These questions festered within and I was driven to seek the answers. I learned a great amount of philosophy and psychology. Philosophy for the internal coherence, for criticism of the competing worldviews, for learning why it’s not penetrating the world, and for bringing it into my life.

I’m just not able to swallow the ignorance pills anymore. The world is changed, we’re not all about farming any more. The same old lessons that have been taught for 500 years aren’t good enough. That may have worked with an uneducated and illiterate population, but I’m coming home from a secular school with angry teachers with agendas. Therefore, just being told how to live out the faith in small ways isn’t close to good enough. Then I go to far more sophisticated sources.

In psychology I learn a great amount about myself and about people. This is actually where my faith started to take on new life. Basically, psychology fits the Christian framework surprisingly well. Freud thought of people as little more than above the animals, very depraved at that. With a little critique there’s a lot of overlap. You’re a person with sinful habits, but you lie to both cover it up and to engage your jollies.

When I go to Christian circles I find it hard to open up and trust, since I’ve been hurt so many times by Christians. I opened up in psychology to allow myself to judge them and see them for who they are. Really, they’re not all that great. It’s too bad they’re not growing, but remaining immature.

I come from a Christian home which was terribly dysfunctional. My father was abusive and mother codependent. My father had borderline personality disorder with some sexual predator tendencies. Sadly, some of that rubbed off on me. I have seem my father give looks to young woman like they really where there for his pleasure. He even told my mom that God made women for men to look at. He didn’t give a rats ass for what he did to others. It was always about him.

My sisters turned out horribly. I have a double insight on the female mind. I know of their struggles and the problems they face. I was so very sympathetic to them. I didn’t see what my sisters where becoming though. I suppose I forgave them too much. I was too sympathetic. Of course they’d be angry, look at how my father treated them? My sister once even told me a story about how my father said to her that until she’s married, he has a right to know about her sex life. So… there you have it. In memory I don’t see the pattern that my father had a lust for either of his daughters, so this seems odd. I suspect he’s just trying to control her. Still, that’s hella creepy and disturbing and certainly damaging.
For the record, she was nearly 30 at this time (and soon to be married). It’s not like he did this when she was 14.

So, my sisters turned out horribly. For a while I couldn’t understand that they were so terrible. One I knew was a hardcore bitch but the other seemed to be trusting. I later decided she wasn’t just because she wouldn’t let me protect myself from the hardcore bitch. In order to protect myself, I decided to turn from them and refuse to talk to them. This led to a lot of awkward family functions until I was finally able to free myself from them. Gosh, I hate dysfunctional families.

Now, this is some of the most critically hurtful things in my life, though, sadly it’s not all. So, I have a long list of people who decided to act with pride instead of humbling themselves. They used all sorts of Freud’s defense mechanisms and imprisoned themselves in nasty little personality disorders. Had they reflected on themselves, that could have stunted.

I reflected on myself. It was a painful struggle and I think I remember the very day I came out of the self-imposed nightmare. I remember forcing myself to see coming up with lies to make myself feel what I need to get what I want as just dishonest, and to accept that which is true despite the pain. I remember feeling a pretty negative feeling, like something inside was tearing apart. Whatever it was, I killed it. I still feel that pain when I struggle with the knowledge that things didn’t go right for me, or that I might have done something wrong. It echos from the past. I was in early 7th grade then, perhaps the summer before it, I’m not sure.

I can easily see that all these people failed to reflect on themselves. Perhaps they found that insulting and rude. They could not be bothered with questioning their own pride. Because they routinely sacrificed me for their pride, I now hate them. They have imprisoned themselves in the damp dungeon of prideful fantasy. Let the rabid rats and moldy bread bring them their comfort and joy. As for me I will suffer the pain of reality ever more. Even if it kills me.

So, when you say that there’s a huge deficit in self-reflection, I feel great relief. Nobody cares about this any more and it’s destroying our country. We have all these silly ideas that escape people from this pain. The indignity of this is given false credit through academia and slights of hands like that in my original post. That is, our culture is minting personality disorders. As dysfunctional systems prove, pain is given by the character disordered to the neurotic. Yet, it’s the neurotic that is told they’re being character disordered instead of neurotic and the character disordered is told that he or she is neurotic. We then have depraved people acting as mass psychologists. A real psychologist will tell you how horrible this is. People who have been blessed by psychology want to become psychologists to help others. However, that’s not always wise since they will likely transfer, “Oh, I know you were abused.”

Since I came from a seriously dysfunctional family, I grew up confused, messed up, and hard on myself. I wondered why I couldn’t get the attention of women. I tried hard too. Now I did have some success but I scared them away. I was also attached by some predatious women and nobody pointed it out. I’ve got some stories I have planned. So, because I see how I scared away some women, and of the mistakes I made, I figured I just needed to learn and get my game straight. Some self reflection and hard work to be done.

I learned. I figured out so much and came to understand so much. Then I got my head straight. I learned why all this crap happened to me. I was terribly unlucky, but it wasn’t my fault. I was targeted, and the youngest. I was gullible and naive so many took advantage of that and hurt me. I made mistakes continuously and I never figured out what I was doing wrong.

I realized I had entered from my dysfunctional family into a crapsack world. I thought things would be much better after I severed ties to my dysfunctional family and got away from being a vulnerable child to a man who can get a job. I was wrong.

Then I finally entered into the world with a degree and a job. Then I was bullied out of two jobs. I lost all my life savings trying to find another and I don’t feel good about this new one. Turns out, I’m still a target, and still a victim. At my last job, I was bullied by a babyboomer. Management wouldn’t take me seriously. I trusted them. I remember so well the look on the face of that man when I came in to get my things after I was fired. He was happy and laughed.

The reason why I can’t become true MGTOW is that women are capable of self-reflection, but life has it that they are deprived of this. Too many men pander and cater to them. They are taught at a young age to be narcissistic and that life will always be unfair to them. They are to judge men and approve of them. This just sets them up for nasty personality disorders and there’s no recourse. They demonstrate full capacity for thinking in all manners. They’re not stupid, just the products of seriously poor parenting.

Women are considered to be nurturing, loving, sexually pure, and honest, but in practice I see nothing of this sort. Rather, it’s men who hold these.

Women aren’t maturing, but then again, men aren’t doing that much better. Men are definitely more mature than women, but another man will f~~~ you up for a girl. Even if it’s a cute little child. He wants her approval and does it by abusing you in front of her, as if to say, “He’s a bad boy, and I know you don’t like him. Look at what I do to him for your sake.”

Sadly, once you’re abused, all the bullies will find you and target you. Then people blame you for it and try to bully you around some more. You wonder why this always happens and you decide that you did this and that wrong, so you figure that you deserved it. That damages you further. You change, and damage some important key parts of your personality and who you are because obviously, that’s why you keep driving these bullies to hurt you. This only damages you and serves to make you an even better victim, and more obvious target.

Add ADD, dyslexia, and a host of other unfortunate disorders (delayed sleep phase syndrome, sleep apnea, to make one look blatantly like a juvenile delinquent) and your luck is completely gone. Your life is going to suck.

Certainly the problem is in self reflection. I did it, even to the point where it damaged me, but others did not. I’m not responsible for the world as it is, but I can’t do anything to stop it, though I see what I believe to be the solution. Only God’s great prophet, Mother Nature, can bring people into humility and self-reflection. I’ve learned there’s nothing you can do to wake a person up from their damp dungeon of arrogance. You have to wait until Mother Nature come down with her vehement bitchslap. Her heart is as cold as absolute zero, and her hatred is as hot as any sport in the universe. Her love is like the largest blackhole, 12 billion times as large as our sun, and serves only to suck everything it can, because the universe is all she is, and what the universe is, so is she. That bitchslap cannot be ignored. Who can survive her wrath? Who can build a wall against her fury?

The only other option is to let them screw themselves over, but that’s basically the same as mother nature.

However, we protect the arrogant fools from mother nature. As a confederacy, we keep them protected. As the problem swells, which in only does, the economy will be further strained until it collapses, because the foolish arrogance is now on the confederate level, no longer the personal level. Should the confederacy give to the foolish that which is due instead of protecting the foolish from the wrath, it would have spared itself and watched the population boom with wisdom. This was the vision of the founding fathers of America. America was for the hardworking, accepting of natures discipline. Now its for those who wish to rob the hardworking and feed it to the blight.

If what you’re saying is either that the problem is self-reflection and pointing out philosophical failures is not productive, or that the logic is simply wrong, I can understand your point. There is a huge degree of self-reflection, but I guess in the end the psalmist is correct that wisdom begins with the fear of God. The foolish lives as though God doesn’t exist which is why it says that he says in his heart there is no God.

I’m don’t think I know exactly what you’re trying to say. It looks more like you’re adding to my main point with a few critiques rather than arguing with another point.

 

Hello
My Name is Bright Guy. I was a nice guy up until about 2 years ago. I stopped being a nice guy and swallowed the red pill. I have lived most of my married life as an extra in your own movie. I was always being told what to do, how to do it, when to do.. etc.. This was always followed by the “how much you suck” speech

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Being a nice guy and trying to make others happy lead me to a miserable life. Its was a  life that had no fun, constant criticism. I have found a wonderful word– NO….NO I wont do that. Another 2 word are — F~~~ You

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdfeXqHFmPI   — a great way to live your life

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These  words have done wonders to make my life more enjoyable  after swallowing the red pill . It gives me the freedom to do what I want to do, when I want to do, and how I want to do it. If I don’t like what you have to say well—- F~~~ YOU  !!!

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Another wonderful thing I have learned along my journey is to STFU–Shut the f~~~ up. I use to have to defend, explain, make excuse, and react to everything. Learning to STFU has made my life more peaceful. When she asked for an explanation — I say nothing and just walk away. One of the side benefits is it drives her nuts.. She is looking for the reaction and I refuse to give it to her

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Silence is golden

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These words along with my actions of me quitting  taking my daily blue pill have lead me down the road toward my divorce— yes the road to freedom.  She filed first (which I am grateful for). I have to a STBXW who is always ask me to why I have not gotten a job and supported my family for the last 2 years. It has made her get off her ass and work fulltime. My 2 years of underemployment has been wonderful. It has helped me get to know my kids better. The indirect benefit is alimony and child support is based on my last 2 years of work history.  Sorry dear  no alimony– oh well. I guess that makes up for the several years of treating me like s~~~ .
I guess she was right  about Karma– what goes around comes around. She now complains about everything but I stopped paying attention to her. Yes I have know for several months she has been seeing someone else.  The thousands( yes thousands) of text message on the phone bill  in a month were the big red flag.Hell I want to shake his hand. He has done wonders for me  — he has taken the Jerry Springer train wreck off my hands .
Yes the divorce will be finalized within a few months, the house will be sold and I will have a very enjoyable life afterwards. I will have an income that will be able to support my kids instead of being a freakn built in babysitter.  I have no problem with paying child support because again its for my kids.Her days of going out will be extremely limited and she will have to become the mother she is suppose to be. Her fantasy life with her new friend will soon disappear
I will rebuild my life into one I want it be. The plan is already in motion. Material things can easily be replaced. Money  will be made with great ease and  is just another tool to make ones life more enjoyable. It will be a tough road but it will be definitely worth the time to a better life

Initial caveat — I am a pacifist and a spiritual person who believes that all consciousness comes from the same source — the elemental nature of the universe.   Men, women, all races, hell all ANIMALS, plants, fungi, and in fact all matter, we are all one.  Any harm one being does to another it actually does to itself.  This preface is to avoid any implication that the post to follow has anything to do with advocating anyone should hit anybody.

The statement “be a man” means, at its core “accept suffering.”  Really, that’s all there is to it.  No one ever said “Be a man — suffer less.”  It does not compute.

On the other hand, the suggestion that a WOMAN be asked to suffer is an anathema.  So of course, the absolute mind-crushing event for someone who clings to the definitions of “man” and “woman” is the idea of a man hitting a woman.  Conversely, the idea of a woman hitting a man pushes no buttons whatsoever.  A man should be man enough to take it.  If a woman hits a man, it’s because she would have been less happy not hitting him — and that would be asking her to suffer.

All of these points are critical for males to understand, to recognize how women use violence and suffering against men.  They CHALLENGE men to suffer more.  Any suggestion that you may be avoiding suffering is considered an accusation of failure to “be a man.”

Just by placing you in the role of “man” a woman is asking you to suffer.   Pick up the check.  Open the door.  Buy the ring.  Support the family.  Give up your seat on the lifeboat.

The ubiquity of this role is how it hides.  Being a “man” is so all-encompassing we have an extremely hard time stepping out of ourselves to see how we are manipulated.

And lastly, and MOST IMPORTANTLY:  Guys, women want you to hit them.

I’m not kidding.  No, I’m not talking to you, f~~~face who beats his wife bloody and threatens to kill their children if she tells anyone.  I’m talking to YOU, guy who has never touched a woman, and is afraid of the power in his clenched fists, as his girlfriend screams at him “be a man!”

Because this normal guy, as soon as he loses his s~~~, and hits a girl, has lost everything.  You think those are tears of defeat?  No, those are tears of JOY, because she has finally accomplished what she’s been trying to accomplish — you’ve broken.  You’ve lashed out.  You’ve made her the VICTIM, and a female victim, under normal circumstances, commands more power and control than any man in the world.  You’re going to jail, buddy.  She’s going to be told by her friends that she’s a “hero” that she’s “strong and amazing” for getting away from you.  NOTHING SHE HAS DONE can possibly be seen as negative, or as causing any of your problems, any longer.

Know this, guys, when you do battle with women.  “Be a man” and you lose, every time.

[BreadBeardParticipant]

Welcome. I also feel enlightened from this website (if you couldn’t tell from my name, ha). It is nice to know our eyes and minds are not deceiving us, and that things really are pretty f~~~ed up for men these days. Thanks for your introduction, I can definitely relate to many of your stories. It always interested me how quickly guys can lose their “charm,” like you say, when we no longer have something they want.

Glad you can relate, man. I completely agree, however, that the charm I spoke of is definitely what a woman will classify as disposable.

Your story sounds pretty similar to mine.  This has inspired me to finally write my own “introduction” (I’ve been on this page about 3 weeks or so).

Dude, do it up. I would love to hear your testimony.

The modern female will even call that “creepy” in some settings.

Apparently greeting someone is rape. Go figure, eh?

Keymaster wrote:

Im over 6’2″.. so I guess you could say that I am “advantaged” that way…. however, you should know I don’t tolerate women who treat me well or warm up to be because they like tall guys. In fact, when a woman even ELUDES “I only date tall guys”…… I dump her on the spot and won’t even acknowledge her presence after that. It confused the f~~~ out of them because they think they are paying me a compliment, when in reality they insulted my shorter brothers. And my own father. It’s very personal to me, because my own father was even shorter 5’5 — in shoes! If my mother thought the same as these t~~~s………. well, I don’t even need to finish that sentence. Only 4% of men on the planet are 6’2″ and taller. And now women LOVE my height. F~~~ them all. It’s not a compliment. They have a problem when men prefer women who aren’t fat… but FAT is something she can help. You can’t do anything about not being born tall. It’s one of the most unimaginably unfeeling and cruel aspects of female character that I won’t abide. The rest of your story (tears in the rain) was brutal. But you should know – even though I am tall – it’s not as much of a blessing as you think. I goddam guarantee it. So don’t beat yourself up for that or feel bad. DON’T. It’s not a negative. Its NOT your problem. And you can know there are those of us who don’t put up with it either.

My father is 5’6″ and my mother is 4’9″. The funny thing is that my dad is such a blue pill guy that he doesn’t even notice a quarter of the s~~~ people are spewing at him. Which, to some, could be a blessing. Sometimes I want to be ignorant so I don’t have to deal with s~~~ but at the same time I feel as if my intelligence would drop a few points if I did so.

However, thank you for sticking up for shorter men like myself. I too find it hilarious that a woman can have height/weight/body type/hair color/etc preference but a man can’t have any kind of preference let alone weight.

Are you kidding?

Honest haha I’m honestly stoked that I now have a place I can vent to people that are like minded.

[Ned TrentParticipant]

Keymaster wrote:

Imagine signing up for a MGTOW site – a place where you FINALLY feel like you belong with a group of like-minded guys – and then some f~~~ing asshole tells you to get lost because he didn’t like your intro, and he won’t even give you reason or explanation.

And that’s exactly the “risk” (or is it?) I’ve just taken, so do read the addition in my previous post again, man…

I'd rather die a natual death with a clear MGTOW conscience somewhere off the grid than one within "modern" civilisation with a big stress mark on my forehead and a couple of dozen tubes plugged into my body. Back to the plantation..? Me..? Hey, literally: I won't ever fucking kid myself...YZERLMNTSIC

[KeymasterKeymaster]

No not a “feature film”. When I say “feature” I mean like one of our videos and articles in the homepage feature area.

ROK actually was there when the old MGTOW Forums wouldn’t let me in and banned me — TWICE. For no reason and with no explanation. Imagine signing up for a MGTOW site – a place where you FINALLY feel like you belong with a group of like-minded guys – and then some f~~~ing asshole tells you to get lost because he didn’t like your intro, and he won’t even give you reason or explanation. TWICE.

It gutted me, really.

I couldn’t even read anymore, because my IP was blocked.
I was “banned” for no goddam reason without typing a single word or breaking a single rule.

ROK were the guys who accepted me…. and even when I broke their most PROMINENT rule (“respond to a female commenter and you will get banned immediately”)…. they let me stay, even when I knew I broke the rule. They held me in the HIGHEST esteem for my contributions and participation – even when I deserved to have my ass kicked out.

We are looking for a way to say “thanks” in our own way.

Then I learned the previous MGTOW Forums shut down.
And that’s how MGTOW.com came to pass.

So be kind to your fellow man. And never burn bridges.
Today’s junior prick. Tomorrow’s senior partner.

If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.

I was searching the Internet for articles about single men, looking for inspiration about how other fellow bachelors are succeeding on their own. I was sorely disappointed to find no positive articles about single men, however I found this article about single millennial women and found it quite amusing, so I thought I would share:

http://www.forbes.com/sites/larissafaw/2012/12/05/why-are-so-many-professional-millennial-women-unable-to-find-dateable-men/

“My Millennial-aged girl friends and I never doubted that we would accomplish all of our life goals. Everything, thus far, has pretty much gone according to our plans. We were accepted into the right college, landed the dream job, and developed a network of amazing friends. Our apartments are beautifully decorated and we have closets full of stylish clothing. Romance hasn’t been entirely sidelined, but we don’t waste our time trying to cultivate a relationship unless someone is really amazing.”
– Spoiled women using their parents and youthful looks to get what they want, screwed around but not settling for a guy that isn’t cashed up.

“But now, a growing number of Millennial women are beginning to fret over the unanticipated consequences of prioritizing our careers before love.”
– That’s the wall honey.

“The only dateable men we encounter are either attached, gay, or otherwise involved in “it’s complicated” situations. We are coming to the realization that we were unwittingly playing a game of musical chairs — while everyone was pairing up, those focused on our careers are left standing alone.

And we can’t figure out what is happening.”

– Simple you’ve enjoyed the first stage of a Duplicitous Hypergamous strategy, while you were at your prime, and now your ready to settle down with your Beta provider, only to find out all the men have gone MGTOW baby, they figured you out, and don’t need to be tied down and extorted by a used up jizz bag after she’ finished riding the carousel.

“When it comes to romance, Millennial women are typically described using several broad strokes that don’t reflect nuance or contradictions. We are the hook-up generation. We are afraid of commitment. We are ball-busters or fairy-tale dreamers. Each cliché may have elements of truth, but the fuller story is a result of several influencing and interconnected factors.”

– Sounds familiarly all feminine based, no mention of men waking up to an inherently bad deal.

“For one, it’s not as if we are holding out for Jake Gyllenhaal, but we do have certain non-negotiable expectations for potential mates that include college degrees and white-collar jobs. Life has always gone according to our plans, so why wouldn’t we land a man with these (reasonable) requirements?”

– Because men want no part of your Hypergamous “PLAN”.

“This unwillingness to settle for less than we think we deserve is joined by a lax attitude towards searching for potential mates.”

– So it’s woman’s fault for not searching for potential mates, not for being over entitled bitches offering no real value to a man.

“Unfortunately these assumptions bump up against the growing inequality between the two genders. Millennial women have taken it for granted that they will pair up with equal partners. But increasingly, there aren’t enough of these men to go around. Women now outnumber men on college campuses, and single, childless women out earn their male counterparts.”

– Hypergamy means woman want to marry up, not equal partners, woman have it so good in a feminist society that they can complain about being prioritized at college, and being paid more.

“In fact, as author Liza Mundy writes in her book, The Richer Sex, Millennial women are increasingly finding two options when it comes to romance: marry down or don’t marry. “There needs to be a cognitive behavior change in what are [considered] important traits,” says Mundy. “I talk to so many women who are obsessed with finding men on their level. They want someone as ambitious, engaged, and high-achieving as they are. They maybe need to rethink that to seek a partner who is supportive, rather than competitive.”

– Finally with feminism as dominant social order woman can be like men and marry down, congratulations, although they still don’t have the same risks in divorce.

“Plus, many Millennial women are in the uncertain “grey” age range where we aren’t sure if we need to start stressing out over our single status and lower our standards. Or whether we simply need to remain patient that the right man will come along.”

– My advice is find any blue pill sucker you can, while they’re still around, there is a red pill epidemic and they’re becoming extinct.

There is also an odd paradox in that Millennial women can be outright ambitious in their professional lives, but the same approach towards dating conveys desperation. “[Marriage] is a worthy goal,” say Mundy. “It’s strange that it’s stigmatized. When women work as explicitly hard to find romance and they do for their careers, they are seen as man-hungry. It’s a shame since studies show that marriage makes one healthier and happier. There’s no shame in wanting a great life.”

– Healthier and happier, ROFLMOA oh sorry I forgot it’s always the woman’s perspective that counts.

At the very least, Millennial women can always turn to those in relationships for helpful dating solutions. “If your utmost priority is to find a mate, maybe you should think about the qualities that are most important to you and keep that in mind when writing people off,” says Baker. “But I don’t want that to come off as me encouraging women to ‘settle’ — because I’d personally rather be single than in a relationship with someone who isn’t worth it.”

– THE BEST ADVICE EVER, SO WHY THE F~~~ CAN’T YOU UNDERSTAND WHY MEN DON’T WANT TO MARRY?

And there’s always the popular suggestion to move to another state with a more favorable male-female ratio. It worked for my sister who found her boyfriend in Alaska.

– Is the justice system more fair in Alaska, or are the men more blue pilled?

“Life has always gone according to our plans, so why wouldn’t we land a man with these (reasonable) requirements?”

When the war cemeteries are half full of the corpses of dead conscripted women, only then will women have earned the right to speak of equality. Sidecar “A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.” - Bob Dylan

[KeymasterKeymaster]

Reminds me of a quote:

“Remember when little girls had diaries and they would freak out whenever a boy just TOUCHED THE COVER?
We’ve come a long way.”

How’s it possible just 30+ years ago, women would be so hell-bent on keeping their thoughts so private, and they genuinely felt VIOLATED when someone would read their thoughts….but NOW they spray every stupid f~~~ing thought they have onto every medium imaginable – from the consistency of the s~~~ they took this morning, to “checking in” when they go to a restaurant. Can you imagine? Going to a restaurant and feeling some need to tell your 500+ electronic “friends” where you’re eating right now… and then you buy a $6 coffee with a maxed-out credit card and upload a photo of the cup to Instagram and Facebook.

…. and then you check in AGAIN to see who LIKED it??

Gentlemen, welcome to hell.

Now, on the flip side, it’s the worst thing women could have done for themselves, but it’s also the reason men are waking up at an epic rate. We we see the behavior and evidence in PRINT. It’s there forever. It’s an excellent insight into the vapid female mind. Where they once had the world convinced women are some “deep mystery” and their hearts are “an ocean of secrets”…. they are no mystery. They’re an algorithm.

They are not “deep”. They are utterly shallow.

I wish I could recall which female-only forum I stumbled on, but it was eye-opening – to say the least. There were THOUSANDS of posts, and almost ALL of them were only one sentence or two at most. Endless threads – one after the other: “Bored. Let’s start a new thread. What are you looking at right now?”

The replies were mostly one-word answers:

• “MY Cat”
• “My ceiling”
• “My computer lol” (lol? you didn’t even say anything funny!)
• “My arm hairs”

I s~~~ you not, it was page after page after page of empty-headed s~~~, with no speculation, no thought, no depth or point of ANY kind. HUNDREDS of pages I clicked on at random and it was all the same s~~~. What a waste of bandwidth. It was like when Shelly Duval in THE SHINING finally looks at Jack Nicholson’s stacks of work papers which he’s been working on manually typing out for months. Exactly the same sentence printed on hundreds of pages…..

“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy…”

HORRIFYING.

That was my reaction. THAT was finally the explanation for why grown women on dating sites have NOTHING to say about themselves of any value ion their dating profiles. Another phenomenon and revelation to their empty-headedness. “I love to laugh and travel. I feel just as comfortable in a little black dress as I do in jeans. I like to go out, but I also like to curl up at home in front of a movie. I breathe air. I eat food, my favorite show is Grey’s Anatomy, and my favorite book is The Secret. Must love dogs. My kids are the most important thing in my life. My friends would say I am ____(list of adjectives everyone else uses) ____. Oh! And PS, I’m a foodie.”

… and she thinks she has said something about herself.

I’m telling you gents, spreading their non-thinking s~~~ all over social media is a positive. But not for them. I don’t need to date that uninteresting t~~~ for 2 seconds. I don’t care how cute she is, two sentences in and I’m already breaking up with her, selling everything on EBAY and I’ll only leave her with the mini-van. Just speed flip through Match.com for a couple of hours and you will not find a single woman who can tell you how she will add value to your life. I know this because I worked for a couple of “online dating” companies. That’s a front row seat to understanding women are no “mystery”.

She will tell you what you’re supposed to do for her, though. She will even give you 10 reason why you should NOT message her: “Don’t message me unless………”. F~~~ you. You still haven’t given a single reason to message you at all, and you’re telling me NOT to? Okay. If you say so! NEXT!

You know the expression “enjoy the decline”? Every chick who uploads selfie of her t~~~ and ass, hasn’t realize that facial recognition means she can never be the next CEO of Google. Rather than deterring them.

Don’t just enjoy the decline. Accellerate it.

If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.

[coolsideofthepillowParticipant]

I couldn’t agree with you more but I think this is a more of people in general problem than just a woman problem. I have an extreme opinion on this subject so I definitely don’t expect everyone to agree with me but I am a modern day luddite. I don’t have any social media subscriptions, I don’t have a cell phone,I finally stopped watching cable TV about a month ago and I didn’t even have the internet until a few years ago. I personally think that social media and texting have ruined peoples communication skills and I refuse to take part in any of it. If you don’t have the common courtesy to talk to me one on one without having 10 other conversations simultaneously then I could honestly care less about talking to you. I also value a long forgotten virtue of privacy, I don’t want everyone I’ve ever known to be able to bother me at any given second of the day and basically have a tracking device attached to me at all times. If you want to talk call my house…if I’m not home then I guess you will have to catch me later. Most people think that having this attitude would mean you would live a life of seclusion but that is completely INCORRECT. I have had more fun in my life than anyone I know, constantly going to keg parties, camping for weeks at a time on the lake, vacations to the beach, and meeting up with friends all the time for different activities. I actually have to invest time to have a REAL LIFE since I don’t escape to the synthetic version of life most of society lives in constantly these days. Unfortunately since I got the internet I have been on my computer way more than I would like to be but I’m addicted to the information and if it wasn’t for the net I wouldn’t have even found MGTOW, so it has its advantages I guess. One day I plan on ditching it again though because it becomes an excuse not to live life!

Fellas,

I wanted to share with one crazy story involving a female I dated three years ago:

I met this girl, let’s call her Tania, a couple years ago in a birthday party through some friends. We connected really quick and there was no doubt a lot of chemistry, I got her number after that party and we started to date. She was a 27 year old Easter European girl, very pretty, short but a really tight package, gorgeous eyes and she was always extremely polite, very well dressed, educated and sweet. Anyway, after a few dates, she told me she was marrried for papers (greencard) a 50+ year old man and once she told me that, I basically told her I couldn’t date her anymore, that we could just be friends as paper-marriage or love marriage is still a marriage, and I don’t need all that drama/problems, plus I couldn’t live with myself keeping up with that, the secret and doing that to another man. We kept in touch as friends, but I didn’t touch her again.

Anyway, we fast forward one year and half, and she divorced her husband (once the 3 years period, in order to get the 10 year greencard, ended) and right away moved with another man, in fact she never got to live on her own a single day… obviously, she had that “deal” secured months before she got the divorce. According to her, and also through a common friend, she didn’t get a penny out of that divorce because her ex husband was smart enough to get a prenup and she can’t really push her issue because is her own interest to have an amicable relationship with her husband to keep the greencard process alive.

Fast forward to present day, and two days she asked me to get together, catching up and so forth, so we met up for dinner and after an hour of chit chat, she put “her cards on the table” and goes to tell me that she can’t stand up this man and it is going to leave him, after 14 months living together with him. I don’t know this man, but according to her he is “insufferable”, childish and control her every move… to what I said any men would do the same, because the way they started their relationship didn’t inspire a lot of trust. Being fair to her, I don’t think she is really getting “cash” out of this one either, except the free rent, free car, presents and food while she lives with him

But now comes the best part: at the end of the dinner, she tells me that she has realized that I am the one she always loved and wanted to be with and that she would like me to be the father of her kids. At this point my face is like this

and she goes to explain me that she would understand me being hesitant, that’s why she is saving money to be able to live on her own for a few months, so then we could date her living on her place, me living on my place, but of course with the idea of marriage within a few months because she is 30, want to have kids, and I am getting close to 40. Being fair to her, I really think she always have been attracted to me and she has always been a good friend over the years and cared for my life. Nevertheless, how could anyone trust her with that background? isn’t it convenient she has realized that at a moment I am single?

Thank goodness, It has been years since I took the red pill, perhaps 5 years ago, while I was still a blue pill man, I could have fallen for it, but I had a revelation and I remember that scene in the “return of the jedi”, when after chopping Darth Vader’s arm, Luke Skywalker saw his mechanical arm, just like the one he had, and realized the evil Emperor Palpatine had everything planned from the beginning for months, and was just simply looking to replace her faithful servant Vader for a younger and more powerful Jedi to be enslaved… or in this case younger, better catch man to enslave and provide for her.

What do you think folks? sometimes women can’t be the most manipulative and perverse creatures on this earth, using men no different than electricity or water? Don’t you think this is the perfect example of “Monkey Branching”? Sandman did a video about it, see below… my face at the end of the dinner was like Luke on the photo above.

I’ve spoken with a number of young females lately, in the 21 to 26 year old range, who have complained to me about their meaningless, dead end jobs. One worked in a call center for a time share resort company, another was a dispatcher for a town car service and yet another had gone from fast food to barista to au pair and, finally, to flat out unemployment.

Aside from all having s~~~ty, soul crushing jobs that were going nowhere, they had two other things in common. The first was that each one talked a lot about their dreams and get-rich business plans… wild ideas about becoming a travel journalist or starting a non-profit animal rescue foundation or running an Amazon drop shipping company and so forth. The other thing they had in common is that none of them ever did any of these things.

They’d get an inspiration from somewhere (some glib romeo talking them up at a bar, most likely) and then blabber to me about going “all-in” on their strategy to build a business personally guiding people through potentially confusing public spaces (“Because I went to New York for three days and I was so impressed at how well I navigated the airport!”) and they’d want to call or come over and yammer about it all night over drinks and yeah, I’d play along and offer some advice (as a successful entrepreneur of 28 years) and then three days later I’d ask if they had done the business related reading I had suggested and they’d act like they had no idea what I was talking about.

Those ideas and the dreams, excitement and passion that went with them were about as solid and practical as my intention to rent a pair of Korean hookers for the weekend two seconds after blowing a load on my computer keyboard. “Hookers, what? I don’t even like Koreans. Wonder what’s in the fridge…”

This brings us to the point (finally!) There is a third thing all these economically ineffective females have in common… yoga.

Here’s the theory… yoga is what females do when they’re too lazy or stupid to be successful in the working world. Yoga is females attempting to find meaning in their lives by trying to be hot. That’s it. Pseudo-spiritual bulls~~~ aside, females who do yoga are doing nothing more than worshipping themselves and trying to make a “life’s calling” out of the act. It’s pure narcissism in somatic form.

I knew a female several years ago… she was my fiancé for three weeks once, in fact… who, when I first met her, was an accomplished and dedicated emergency surgery nurse. At that time her mind was tight and focused and she was lean and hard from the nearly constant work. She was also an amateur but skilled belly dancer (if you’ve never seen Japanese belly dancers, you should) and performed with a troupe in restaurants and other event spaces.

Later on in our relationship and as her interest in belly dancing became more of a “self-fulfillment” thing, she quit her nursing job to spend the summer at a beach front property that caters to the would-be stoner surfer drum circle contingent of Japanese culture drop-outs. Freed from the drudgery of her difficult but emotionally rewarding job, she was free to explore the open spaces of DIY spirituality and LOHAS bulls~~~ (Lifestyles Of Health And Sustainability) that the guru types feed to hot impressionable females in order to f~~~ them.

That’s about the time I started to give up on her. And now, three years after our aborted engagement, she’s moved on to yoga and has become an instructor. I’d be willing to bet a month’s salary that, while she’d say she’s the happiest she’s ever been, she’s actually worse off emotionally than ever.

These females have convinced themselves that yoga is spiritual, structured, healthy and meaningful… it has all the hallmarks of purposeful action but with zero practical results. It’s essentially a sink for time and effort that returns nothing but a false sense of direction and accomplishment, serving only the ego and the need to be surrounded by a groupthink society that never challenges, criticizes or expects anything more from her than that she wear tight pants, bend over a lot and look good doing it.

This is where the ambitious females end up when they realize that all the power and independence they thought they wanted for themselves actually required effort and responsibility. One can only imagine where the truly lazy ones come to rest… I imagine it involves lots of couches, chocolates and daytime TV.

[Anonymous]

@MGT and LU: Not only has the justice system as become infected. The entire damn matrix has become infected to a large degree. My brother told me of a charter school that 3 of his girls and 1 of his sons attended where a teacher openly taught to the her classes that men are not necessary. Things have reached a point where harsh is the only option.

The role of White Knights and manginas is essential to understanding the mechanisms used to promulgate gynocentrism. The malicious women work behind the scenes as weavers of social webs of control that interconnect the various hives with each having its own spider queen. They use White Knights and manginas as manipulated proxies to extend and enforce gynocentrism. I consider the White Knight to be the greater threat as he is capable of moving within our ranks undetected. Every man has an inner White Knight to a certain degree. Mine was finally killed after bravely taking many rounds of .308 NATO fembullets for 30 years and then one final 30mm round from the notorious tribe of red heads for finish. The mangina is easily identifiable by the stench of old tuna and the cats that follow him so he is less of a threat as we can easily make him.

The mangina and White Knight serve women as both enforcement goons and as dividers of the ranks of men. Men are superior when it comes to fighting so one of the methods to defeat a superior force is to split it and if possible infiltrate it.

Anonymous wrote:

Remember, women are illogical, and when women are in power they don’t all of a suddenly become logical. Think about that one….

No, they are not logical as we are. However, if they need some male logic power for a cause White Knights can easily be manipulated into providing it. I cannot include manginas here as they have crossed over an event horizon where they are no longer recognizable as men. Women are vastly superior to men in social intelligence and covert manipulation.. That is their greatest strength. They appear stupid to us, but underlying the hamster wheel is a serious social organizing Nimitz class weapons platform. Why do you think they love wedding planning so much?

[mgtowcuriousSpectator]

I gotta work today which is some bulls~~~, But on a positive note the cricket world cup started today 🙂 I can’t wait until im in Melbourne i’m going their to watch the world cup final 🙂 That whole week will be my mgtow week, I’m going with my brother and his girlfriend but i’m planning on ditching them ALOT 🙂 Their cool so I got nothing to worry about,

It’s going to be a fun week, I’m kinda a women when it comes to holidays though, I’m going to going to zoo’s, museums, the old jail, the casino, stuff like that, Even if it was possible to go out the nightclubs and have a fun time my heads just not in that s~~~ right now,

I wanna do something out of the ordinary though I can’t think of what ? Maybe theirs a gun range down their ? shooting guns would be pretty cool I haven’t done that, Don’t get me wrong sight seeing is cool but I wanna do something physical and memorable

It’s hard because im not an adrenaline junkie, sex isn’t my thing, So it’s hard to find that perfect activity ! Something like fishing and kayaking for example those are awesome fun and can be done alone but you’re still out physically doing something, I need the city version of that,

i’m certain i’ll think of something because i’m awesome ,

While obviously a tongue-in-cheek “lawyer ad,” it is obviously oh-so-true.

“Divorce & Child Custody Tactics for Women:
Do you want to maximize your husband’s pain and suffering during your divorce? Here’s how.”
by Jake Morphonios

 

Dear Moms of America,

Are you tired of your marriage? Does it make you angry that your husband doesn’t spend enough time with you? Have you “grown apart”? Then it’s time for a divorce!

We all know the routine. You want out, right? Your friends and family have all said they would support you. They have given you the emotional courage you need to finally leave your hubby. But you’ve got a problem, don’t you? You guys have had children together and that obnoxious bum husband of yours isn’t going to give up his kids easily. If you share custody with him after divorce, you are going to have to keep interacting with your ex on a regular basis. What good is divorce if you can’t get rid of the guy? Besides, equal custody means you won’t get as much child support from him. Problems, problems. Well, don’t worry! I have got some answers for you.

First, you need to strike hard and quick with a trumped up allegation of abuse. You pick whichever one suits you the most. Don’t worry. Nobody is going to actually investigate your claim of abuse, so you have nothing to fear. I recommend the “My husband has made verbal threats to hurt me” allegation. It’s your word against his! And who wouldn’t believe a poor, scared mom? Surely a woman would never accuse her husband of such a thing unless it was true! Current domestic violence laws guarantee that your hubby will be removed from your home and compelled to stay away from you. (Many thanks to Joe Biden and the good folks behind VAWA legislation.)

But if you want to bring out the big guns, I recommend what those of us inside the divorce industry have come to term the “nuclear option”. Just call up Child Protective Services and tell them that your husband has molested one of his own children. I can’t wait for you to see the look on his face! It is best for you to choose a child who is either 1) impressionable enough to repeat a story that you have taught him, or 2) is young enough that she can’t be expected to articulate what “really” happened in her own words. A good time to make the child molestation allegation is after daddy has helped bathe your child. “Daddy washed me ALL over” is sure to raise questions.

I give you my personal, money-back guarantee that either of these allegations will result in your husband being expelled from your home, a restraining order will be issued to keep him away long enough for you to establish a new status-quo custody living arrangement, and he will never recover from the social stereotype of wife-beater / child-molester. With your husband safely on the ropes, you are now free to begin planning how you are going to spend that alimony and child support! You can thank me later.

But wait, there’s more!
Speaking of child support, I recommend that you go for the jugular. Comedian Robin Williams once said that the word “divorce” comes from Latin word for “removing a man’s testicles through his wallet”. And he’s right. Child support can be calculated not just on what your husband currently makes, but on what the court believes he has the potential to make! Let’s think about it. Has your husband ever had a job making more money than he presently does? Has he ever gotten bonuses in the past? Don’t you think that he should be working a second or third job for the “best interests” of your kids? The court LOVES to impute a non-custodial dad’s income.

In fact, it wouldn’t be a surprise to me if his support order is so high that there will be no way he’ll be able to keep up with the payments. If you’ve ever wanted to see your husband reduced to penury, your wish is about to come true! It doesn’t matter if there is no logical way he can afford the payments. Heck, it doesn’t even matter if he falls on hard times, has his pay reduced by his employer or gets downsized due to the economy. If he misses a single payment to you for any reason then he is going to be lumped in with the rest of America’s “deadbeat dads”. This is where the real fun begins.

You have no idea how many parties have financial interests in your louse of a husband paying his child support. First, there is the federal government seeking to recoup money from “deadbeat dads” to subsidize its welfare programs. Next is your state government that gets millions and millions of federal tax dollars to use as it wishes if it can show that it has “collected” child support and enforced support orders under Title IV-D. Then there are all of the private child support collection companies looking to make big bucks. And we can’t leave out those of us in the divorce-for-profit industry, namely divorce lawyers, family law judges, custody evaluators, child support enforcement agents, mediators, etc. Divorce and child custody is a billion dollar industry. I guarantee you that you will find all the help you need to go after your ex if he doesn’t cough up every penny he owes us. I mean, owes you. I mean, owes the kids. Whatever.

The full force of the Child Support Collection bureaucracy will compel him to pay. Not only will he be branded with the Orwellian “newspeak” label of “deadbeat dad” and be marginalized in society, but the industry will also:
1) Garnish his wages
2) Order him to work overtime and take additional jobs
3) Take away his driver’s license
4) Put him in jail
5) Confiscate his professional licenses
6) Put his face on “deadbeat dad” Wanted posters and pizza boxes
7) Put him in jail again
8) And much, much more!

And before you start feeling guilty, let me just say this. The guy deserves it. He wasn’t good enough to you. He didn’t make you feel good enough about yourself. He didn’t help out around the house the way you wanted him to. He spent too much time at work and in front of the television. These behaviors might not be criminal acts, but they should be. In fact, in divorce court they ARE criminal acts. But don’t worry about bothersome notions such as “due process” and “constitutional rights” for your husband. The fact that he is a man is proof enough of his guilt. It is proof enough to justify kicking him out of his home, prohibiting him from having any say in your choice to divorce him, in taking a large percentage of his income “for the children”, and most importantly – it is proof enough to justify removing him from his children’s lives. They have YOU after all. Why should you have to share custody with your ex? It just doesn’t make sense to those of us in the divorce and custody industry.

So…
If you want to divorce your husband, take his money and eliminate him from your children’s lives, then I’d like to be your attorney. Trust me. I care about YOU. And naturally, what I do is all for the children.

"You don't know a woman till you have met her in divorce court."

[TruthySpectator]

Anonymous wrote:

You do a good job of piecing disparate work together. You’re also very passionate both of which are admirable. Even though it may feel good to go charging into a battle, however, you’re committing suicide by using those tactics rendering yourself useless and letting the feminists win. Sometimes the best thing to do is to be subtle and think strategically as in how do I advance my cause the most effective way. We all have a common enemy in gynocentrism, and we are overwhelmed right now. I want to fight it to free men and all of society including women from the shackles of it, but in the face of an overwhelming enemy one does not go charging in and die in glory for nothing. In Roman Britain, a rebellion once happened against the Romans by the Britons. A feminist goddess Queen Boudica and her Roman raped daughters were humiliated and the rebellion began. If memory serves correctly, two legions were wiped out by Boudica’s forces. The final battle led by Suetonius was one of the most lopsided victories in history. 80,000 Britons were slaughtered at the cost of 400 Romans. I’ve read estimates on the size of the Roman force of being between around 5,000 to 8,000 men. Suetonius picked a location to fight the Britons where his position was in a gorge where he could not be flanked. Wave after wave of Britons ran into the Roman killing machine only to be hacked to bits. They never stopped until 80,000 Britons were killed and the Roman occupation was cemented. Are you going to be like Boudica or Suetonius? Slow down and think strategically, and you will accomplish more.

I appreciate the advice. You are correct. But my alpha energy doesn’t stay with me in one place for too long. I may not post again for a week (spent instead learning jazz voicings, or listening to the news in a foreign language). Furthermore, a lot of this information, these guesses and connections need to be flushed out the moment they are hinted upon or they leave me and I have to wait until I see something to retrigger that thought. Also, I probably won’t convince anyone here. That’s ok. This is for lurkers. Young men who are confused. I want them to realize that they don’t have to choose between (fake) love and hatred. They can LOVE women without being subservient to them.

If you look at the ‘anectdotals’ section of mgtowhq, you’ll see many horror stories of women behaving badly etc. But you know what you wont see? You won’t see all the women crying because they don’t have a bf. You won’t see all the women who are hurt, and sad, and alone and seek solace in their g/fs or ‘school’ or ‘programs’. Which is not to say we should have sympathy for those women, they made their beds like the blue-piller makes his. But, you should be careful of being skewed by statistics without the full data. Its like those videos where they show how stupid the average American is.
These videos are usually worthless because they never tell you how many people they ask. And they also never take into account the substantial *dumbing down* of the population.

And you know what else you don’t see? You don’t see all the happy people who are in love but free from the societal burdens of ‘marriage’ and etc. Again, you shouldn’t run back to any plantation. You shouldn’t go through life thinking you ‘need’ a woman to complete you. But to fully deny it means to deny part of your humanity. Make sure that is what you want to do.

Very tangential to your point I know.

Mr. Lame’s thread about hiring a lawyer ( /forums/topic/woman-lawyer/ ) reminded me of an incident at the end of my divorce that some of you might appreciate.

My divorce lawyer was pretty cool and pretty sharp.  He was also a little rough around the edges and had his own personal problems (married and realized he was gay, was seeing men on the side).  However, he only charged $200/hour.

My ex’s lawyer was your typical high-priced,  slick suited, arrogant prick.  He was also a member of my  church and supposedly a good Christian.  He latched onto my wife during our marriage struggles after she had an affair.  While others were encouraging me to work it out, he was whispering in her ear how she needed to divorce me and deserved a big pay day.

After my ex and I agreed to divorce amicably and I moved out, we were negotiating the terms of the divorce.  After a couple weeks, I noticed that her tone changed and that she was demanding more and was saying things like “I just want what is legally mine.”  Turns out Mr. Prick was pulling the strings.  But I was naïve and just kept trying to hammer out an agreement.  Finances were tough as I was still paying all the bills for her (i.e. house, car, insurance, utilities) plus I was renting a house to live in.  She worked as a teacher and had the kids our house (I wanted minimal disruption in their lives).  All her bills were paid, so she had her entire paycheck for discretionary spending (food, clothes, entertainment), while I had about $100/month for discretionary spending.

When I realized that amount wasn’t going to cover it, I extended my contract with National Guard to get a $10,000 signing bonus.  I figured that would carry me through until the divorce was finalized.

BIG LESSON:  The money was deposited into an account the ex had access to.  There are a lot of people who have been through a divorce who are groaning right now.

Up till this point I was still dropping by to see the kids and take care of the house.  On the weekend, I took the kids camping.  On Tuesday, I went out with the kids to a school performance, and I noticed the ex was acting really weird.  I called on Wednesday to see the kids and the ex was distant and said it wasn’t a good time.  Thursday I got a really weird feeling and I checked my bank account: -$1,200.  There was a $7,500 withdrawal and a couple of checks for monthly bills that the bank went ahead and honored (for a $35 fee each, of course).  Worst was a couple more checks were en route (including the house payment and my rent payment — both of those were returned NSF).  Basically the day after my military bonus hit, it was gone.

Enraged, I called the ex and she said that she got a lawyer and he advised her to take all the money to “protect herself”.  [Yeah, more like to pay his greedy ass].  I called my lawyer to let him know that the divorce was now contested.

Saturday morning I was awakened by a knock at the door.  I was greeted by a process server that handed me a restraining order and a divorce petition (I s~~~ you not) three inches thick.  I read through all of it and my brain exploded.  Never has the eye seen nor the ear heard such a collection of lies, half-truths and ridiculous bulls~~~.  I also discovered that a woman can go into a courthouse, say she fears for her life and get a legal order that says you can no longer go to your house, see your kids, go to their school or church or be anywhere near them.  I also found out that by checking a little box on the order, she can have your guns confiscated.  Easy as that.  No proof or precedent needed.

My ex and I hardly argued, there was never any physical abuse and the cops had never been called.  But no matter.  Her lawyer had told her to meet him at the courthouse with no explanation.  When she got there, he had all the paperwork ready to file the petition and a restraining order.  He also advised her to take any money she could get her hands before I was served.

Then he set up an appointment with a female therapist he was cozy with to interview the kids to see what kind of sexual abuse charges they could trump up.  They got a letter from her stating that while the kids deny any inappropriate sexual contact, the father did take the youngest to Disneyland by himself which is very suspicious and should be investigated further. [Holy f~~~! The wife was out of town with the oldest, so I did something fun with my youngest, and we all agreed to it.  But this was typical to take any event in our 16+ year marriage and turn in into some kind of abuse].

I think you get the picture about Mr. Prick, Divorce Lawyer.  And so it went, he filed motions of delay, change of judges, “oh-I-am-out-town” to prevent me from having a hearing on the restraining order.  Six long, f~~~ing months I couldn’t see my kids or go to my house before the judge put a stop to it and said either be in court or I quash the order.  The whole time the ex kept saying, “Agree to our [draconian] divorce decree and I will lift the restraining order [1/2 of my income for an indefinite period of time as alimony, sole custody of the kids, child support to the tune of $2,000/month, 60% of my retirement, the majority of assets, I assume all debt and her lawyer’s fees, and pay insurance for as long as she needed it.  To add insult to injury, I would only be allowed to see the children for 3 hours on the weekend with a court-appointed guardian present].  Keep in mind she was making $36K a year as a teacher, and our $25K home equity loan (which I was supposed to assume) paid for her degree.  Mr. Prick swore to her that is what she was legally entitled to and that she would get a huge payday.

My lawyer was pretty good about it.  He kept telling me that I would get my day in court and Santa-judge wouldn’t grant her Christmas list.  I wanted to hit back hard.  She was the one who had an affair, I was the one who raised the kids while putting her through college while working from home, she was the one who was bi-polar and on meds, she was the one who would flip out at times and even was written up at work for storming into another elementary teacher’s class and called her a “f~~~ing bitch” in front of the children.

He told me that we didn’t need to do that.  That I would get what you want without doing that, reminding me that once the divorce was done and lawyers gone, I had to still deal with her because of the kids.  He would work with their lawyer to hammer out an agreement.  So I waited.  In the meantime I missed my daughter’s 8th grade graduation, my other daughter’s birthday, and my daughters couldn’t be there for their grandmother’s wedding.

When my day in court for the restraining order came, my lawyer destroyed them, showed a pattern of lies, and generally made them look stupid.  Since no abuse ever happened, there was no evidence, and their contrived evidence was pretty stupid/weak.  The judge agreed and even chastised the counsel for filing this and considered making her pay my lawyer’s fees.

Mr. Prick was smart, because for the next hearing he had the judge switched so they could regroup and play the lies better.  He coached  up the ex and put up a better defense.  It made a little bit of difference, but even this judge told them he had heard enough about alleged “abuse” and was not buying it.  He issued a temporary order till next hearing for my visitation rights and ordered I only had to pay the mortgage on our house she was living in.  Reality was starting to set in.

Mr. Prick changed gears, filing a motion for an all-day divorce hearing that pushed the hearing out several months.  It just so happened that I would be deployed out of country at that time.  Mr. Prick figured he could force a settlement more to their liking because of that.  I countered by going through a pain-in-the-ass military hearing to get my deployment deferred.

When my ex asked if I was willing to settle on their only slightly better terms before I deployed, I told her that I was not deploying and that I will see them in court.  My lawyer tried to work something out with her lawyer and finally gave up.  He confessed that normally lawyers can work out a reasonable agreement, but he was Mr. Prick.

While waiting for court, I noticed my lawyer was becoming unresponsive to my calls, and during our last court hearing, he wasn’t very well prepared.  Eventually I had to get another lawyer who turned out to be awesome.  Later I found out my ex was going through his own divorce, got dumped by his gay lawyer and tried to commit suicide.

With my ex’s case in doubt and with her banging another guy halfway across the country, she dumped the kids on me and said she wanted to settle.  I told her to fire Mr. Prick and we would talk.  She agreed, said he was a “liar and a thief”.  We hammered out an agreement that I was WAY TO GENEROUS and had the papers drawn up.

However, Mr. Prick wanted his cut.  Not only was he hounding her for payment (I saw the nasty letters at the house), he was lying to her telling her I had twice the amount I was claiming, was scamming her, and if he represented her, she would get most of it.

It was tough talking her down from that, but eventually she signed.  There was still a lot of bulls~~~  to come from that crazy bitch, but at least I was divorced, had the kids, and she was living halfway across the country (with an unemployed bum in his parent’s extra mobile home living only off my alimony).

I tell you that story to tell the actual point of this thread, coming up next.

"You don't know a woman till you have met her in divorce court."

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One thing I did that I forgot to mention. It may or may not help in your case, depending on your circumstances. Just before I filed for divorce, I had some cash in the bank. I used it to pay off every debt we had. Paid off both vehicles…paid off insurance a year in advance. Paid taxes on money I’d earned (self incorporated so no withholding on my pay) way in advance of deadline. I was not going to allow the possibility of a situation where she got half the money, half the assets, and I got most or all of the debt.

By the time I got all that crap paid off, I had about $5,000 left…just enough for the retainer, and the only real property I had was my vehicle and personal items (we rented at the time). Attorneys look for cash or easily convertible investments when deciding how much they are going to make off a case. I didn’t have any of that.

I was also very aware that as the only member of the equation bringing money to the table (lawyers and the ex were expecting to come away with more than they arrived), I had a unique position. I announced that as a doctor who specialized in an area of medicine where I had to make minute to minute life and death decisions every day, that it would not be safe for me to try to do that job while undergoing the stress and distraction of a divorce.

So, I was taking time off from working and just living on credit cards until the divorce was finalized. The point was that there was NO MORE MONEY for either the attorney, or the ex, and there wasn’t going to be any more money because I wasn’t going to be doing any more work to earn any more money. And the longer the process dragged out, the more DEBT there would be to divide at the end. An interesting thing happens to people when their money tap gets turned off.

You may not have a job that allows you to take off for a month or two. But no one knows that except you. If at any point along the way, you see someone in the equation dragging their feet for what seems to you to be just a play for more money, make the announcement that you don’t think you can do your job safely (hopefully yours is a job that allows this announcement. Ideally, you’re a crane operator, pilot or train conductor) while undergoing the stress and distraction of a hostile divorce, and are planning to take some time off and use credit cards, loans from family members etc to get you through. Basically, turn off the money and watch how much more ‘efficient’ everyone’s behavior becomes…

True that debt sucks. But I didn’t give a damn about debt. I wanted out of the marriage. i believed (rightly it turned out) that the best way to get everyone ambitious about ending the marriage was to make it a potential liability for all of them.

Hostile women will try all day long to make you feel worthless, and convince you that you are. But somehow, through all that hostility and craziness, they always seem to stop short just shy of injuring your ability to earn. If you hear rumblings of threats about how you were abusive to her or you children, don’t forget to mention that you boss was an abused child and will likely fire you if he believes you are guilty of it. No job = no alimony and no child support. You’ll be reminded that you’ll be jailed if you don’t pay. Remind them back that: no one collects anything from jail inmates. However much they hate you, you can be certain they will leave intact your ability to earn for them!

In my state, the fastest divorce possible is 60 days after papers are served. Mine took 62. Legal fees totaled exactly the $5000 I spent on that retainer. I got exactly the terms I wanted.

When I have more time, I’ll explain the mistake the ex made that allowed that to happen.

keymaster, watch for an email from me in the contact section.

Look, it's not my fault that tornado dropped a house on your sister. Now get back on your broom and get your ass out of here... and take your monkeys with you