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Here is my introduction
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After being around the forums for a while, I thought of finally making my introduction.
.Beginning with the basics of my 7-part MGTOW story
Parts 1 and 3: 1967-1976 and 1978-1990
.I was born in Germany in the year 1967, I am tall (1,90 m), at age 49 still full blonde hair, blue eyed, Caucasian, soft deep voice, mechanically skilled, physically strong, well earning…
I have a thick 17 cm c~~~ (which women always wanted to keep – just saying, because that is definately not the reason for being a MGTOW – It’s what women use, when they run out of shaming arguments)
I am a licensed electronic technician, licensed “master” craftsman, electronics salesman, self employed and successful company owner, completely debt free house owner… A quiet and thinking personality. But currently in bed because of chronic illness, while still well earning with a private disability insurance – This story will make “Part 7”, the “I was lucky” story soon.
Started school in 1974… (This is where Part 2 would start)
>>>> Insert a 400 page book about how nasty 80 percent of NPD and BPD women get when a child is „highly gifted“ and sees through them like glass… And a child that is smarter than they are.
OMG. I will go into the shocking details in the future…
Back to Part 1:
I was raised by 3 cynical, narcissistic and choleric “borderline“ women: Mother, Sister & Grandmother and they also incited the dozens of women of the whole village as an instrument to “break me“ and make me obedient like a dog…
The opposite happened. Having virtually hundreds of „stupid and uneducated housewife dragons“ bitching and criticizing me be around wherever I went I just became very „smartened up“ to never needing any of these redundant creatures in my life.
MGTOW Stage 1 was completed in 1976.
NEVER needed a babysitter again. Till this day.
Even in my later years, I never did anything to please any woman or become their slave and ATM.
23 years of bitching, yelling and destructive criticism made me love my music and skills more than that family…
My father was actually „the violent guy“ but it was the women of the family that bitched him to death.
There were only the women that used 95 percent of the “physical violence“ on me. They stopped very early, when it became too dangerous because of my effective retaliations.Yes, I learned from women: Freak out like they do, but do it a little bit better. Don’t hiss like a cat, shout like a lion…
AND NEVER take these women as a roll-model. They are violent to the bone, ruthless, reckless, loveless, selfish, unfair, arrogant, ignorant, stupid and absolutely incalculable.
So, It started in 1967:
Traumatisation is no wonder, if a 3 year old boy gets repeatedly kicked around like a football and thrown down the stairway by his 11 year old sister. Black spots all over my body, but I became smart enough to always „display the soft parts“ so the worthless bitch will not damage me.
Still: It was like King Kong going after me.
I was a quiet child but the reason was jealousy. People from outside the family were astonished about my talents, I became some kind of „star in our village“ – and the „attention whore sister“ got mad about that.
She was dethroned as the center of attention, being my father’s princess before I came into the world .
And my mother and grandmother always watched with a stupid grin on her face when my sister went after me. They even sent her after me as a means of punishment, but for the most tiniest reasons.So much for the empathy that women don’t have. Not even for their own child.
Yes, that’s how most women really are, when they get power over you. Disgusting.
What is now called „the pussy connection“ was one of these early encounters I had with women: A fight between my sister and me was only stopped if I retaliated so badly that „stupid pussy King Kong“ was in danger of getting hurt.
So I – as a toddler – had to use metal rods and furniture parts to get that “violent borderline bitch” off of me.
My mother was only concerned about “her pussy daughter” getting hurt. At the age of 5 had to throw chairs after my 13 year old sister as she began kicking me in the b~~~~ „full force“.But I still don’t even feel abused. Women are so redundant that you can see them as a “misery factor” in life. Like coyotes stealing cattle from a farm but you can’t shoot them, because they are suddenly under wildlife protection.
Women are just as beautiful as some wild animals are, but who would want to take a panther or a poisonous snake to bed with him…?
As I got older, around the age of 6, I would sometimes intentionally p~~~ my sister off with special mimics and “hypnotic programming keywords” just to let off steam.
I learned hypnotic programming that way.
Bitches hate me to death after the any stupid argument.
I crack them apart psychologically. That is a secret force learned as an innocent child.But: Out of pure fear and agony caused by women.
I also learned how to use gasoline and matches – because of WOMEN.
Making huge fires in the garden spread fear and stopped that. The bitch would not be alive if she had not stopped abusing me.
Like I say: It fills a book. As far as I am the only one of my family ever having reached status and income… I can verbally spank the hell out of feminists wanting to tell me that women are „nice and superior“…
No, what they really are, fills a 1 GB text file that causes defective sectors on any hard drive… Or instantly smokes a USB drive.
My mother’s beauty shop also had hundreds of female customer “land whales” that weren’t any better.
As a 6-year old, I was able to communicate with their „CEO and executive-level husbands“ that had the intelligence to talk to me…
But their wives were just „one by one – more stupid than the other“.
Everything I say in here is always “talking about 85 percent of women”. The rest of them are smarter and thus less painful.
I started to read the newspaper at the age of 4 to 5.
And developed all types of hobbies unusual for a child at that age.
Of course: With total discontent of women. They wanted a „normal child“, and so they bitched about everything I did well… and even more about everything I refused to do.
I became well trained in refusing things that they wanted me to do, just to meet their expectations.
Life sucked. Because of women.
Later – in the 80s – I started to apply my „valueless knowledge“ to fix stereos and TVs for other people and making more money than my parents could give me as „pocket money“.
From then on I always smiled when I was criticized for not being „normal“.
Then, suddenly the “land whale news” was out: „Oh, my boy is becoming arrogant“
No: „Independent“ and no woman will ever get the chance to hurt me again.
Fact.
They hate it if a man or male child sees their senseless lies, questions their negativity and asks them why they stick to their faulty behavior even if it goes against common sense.
And they get very mad if they see that a child or young boy has „blown their cover“, exposing all of their lies.
I was a child that triggered their BPD, stepped on their NPD and made “hell break loose”.
They would sometimes explode on me even after making creative suggestions about some simple household procedure…
By the end of the 70s – I was making „scary“ but funny technical and chemical experiments to let all of the bitches know that they don’t own me, and that it’s better for them to leave me alone.
But the constant complaining, nagging, yelling, swearing and bitching by mother, grandmother and middle sister was still my (and my father’s) life-long soundtrack.
My mother always “gossiped out” the – in her mind – “bad stories” about “her terrible son” to the customers of her “beauty shop” so all of the land whales were perfectly polarized against me.
The women of whole village became my enemy that way…
These women never gave any thought to the fact that it was me “the little son“ that was having good grades in A-Level-School and did all the repairs thus saving the family ten-thousands of Euros over the years.
Even very complex repairs, like TV-sets and restorations of entire cars… Or painting and maintaining the entire 3-apartment house during my summer school vacations: Nothing was ever appreciated. Nothing was ever good enough. Only impatience and criticism came my way. I only kept going to save the family from ruin. And that there would enough money left for “good” food.
My father saw all of this, and there was nothing he could do about that. He was raised as a super mangina by a very possessive mother and a very strict father. And so things went their way.
Absolutely no support from my “super-mangina” father.
Years before that, my father sometimes exploded in rage, destroying the furniture of the whole apartment in just a few minutes… He hated his life and couldn’t find a way out of it.
When he was alone with me for a while in 1981, we suddenly got along just fine. So I knew who was the detonator and the fuel for the permanent conflict in all these years…
So there were 3 bitches without a “strong male counterpart” that could have stood up against them…
I was the one – last “scapegoat” child – that was caught in the thick of it. Like in 2 century long war: Me against everything with a vagina.
School time 1978-1987, Grade 5 to 13.
So I have never had a girlfriend from school up to that time.
School time was not that easy but the harsh reality in school that girls hook up with the ugliest and most stupid guys because they wear expensive fashion clothes…
In the early eighties this was one of the things with which students would rival with. As I and many others had come from a family that had just built a house, we didn’t have the money for a pair of jeans costing something like 600 USD in today’s terms.
That was the time I started to realize that girls do in fact have a “low value” selection system. They didn’t care about me for being able to fix radios as a boy and they also didn’t care about my personality in any way.
In other words: I would have had to “play stupid” and buy fashion in order to even get looked at.
But by then, the entire school knew that “this guy” has capabilities way beyond any other student in this school…
So that makes it clear: No girl would have wanted to be seen with “the outcast” that reads stupid books instead of showing off his new fashion jeans.
Sitting in 8th grade with the knowledge of an adult, it was hard to even establish a fluent conversation with one of the girls.
And they wanted something that I was not: I didn’t have rich parents.
As time went by, my skills developed to a stage where I started to repair things for money and then came a time in which I had more money to spend than the wealthy kids got as their pocket money.
I started rejecting girls that suddenly became interested in me.
Funny: The tallest, smartest and suddenly “richest” student repelling girls instead of banging them…
Of course: The countless insults from “just a while back” were still in my memory. And seeing their sad faces when shaking them off triggered some sadistic joy inside of me: I got the chance to get back at them for years of insults.
That was the third part of the MGTOW career that I went through:
First being rejected and laughed at for years and – after the money came in – they suddenly wanted to be with me, the “dork” guy.
But I had lost interest and I made fun of them. Even turning arrogant sometimes, just to “get even”…
The barrier that “they didn’t cross”, was that I wanted to be loved beyond materialistic matters. And they “put down” my music buying habits, not “getting it” that this was always a straight “kick in the ass” for me.
It must have made them wet, bitching and putting my music and stereo system down.
Back then, it had the price tag of a brand new entry class car, and as someone hating communism I thought that it is sick to put something down only because of you can’t afford it yourself.A valuable lesson:
If a girl does not even honor your “high-end” valuables, then living with her “in the future” will mean that she carelessly pours coca-cola inside of it without any remorse. And she will not respect any of your stuff, money or achievements. She will most likely destroy everything you build up… (My early thoughts on building wealth)
Meaning: Wrong partner for a 6-figure career. Wrong partner for life in general.
If she doesn’t respect your things, she will not respect you. Case closed.
So – stereo systems do help in weeding out destructive partners…
Never have I had a girl getting interested in anything that I did. They always made fun and jokes about the things that I knew about “and shouldn’t be proud of”.
It was their way of putting down and criticizing all of my hobbies and fields of knowledge.
The girls even started to criticize me for my money…(Probably because they didn’t get it)
But being jealous about me on the other hand. They also must have realized that they are “not smart enough” to match up with me. Or pass my invisible s~~~ test.
Sad situation, but in school I felt like I was back in kindergarden.But one more lesson stuck with me:
Get one of these girls and the bitching will continue throughout your life. And you will never be able to do the things you like without getting guilt-shamed and being put down.
She will also destroy things that you like just to “keep you in check”
No thanks!
For me – by the 10th grade, girls had lost their attractiveness completely.
I was single and still alive and doing well…Of course there was this nagging all around me “When will you ever…?
But back then – around 1982 – I had to spend hours at the bus-stop every day. So I had time to read my “HiFi-magazines” but I often overheard stories told by people next to me about relationships and marriage… Guys that were just 2 years older than me suddenly having the same problems I had as a child… OMG… What is this…?
GOOD, that no girl ever wanted to be with me… Oh my God, these are horror stories, reminding me of my “bitched up” childhood and my current bitch mother and all stupid bitch land whales in general.
And I became very proud of “not yet having ruined my life”.
Pretending to read about “the latest cassette deck” (so they kept talking) while getting the lowdown on marriage and millions of relations~~~-problems…
It seemed like all the pain of being alone turned into pride. I was the chosen one that had escaped “the Monster”I was again hard-wired to be MGTOW.
But I still did not give up on love. Or else I would never have tried to get into a relationship. But anytime I tried, especially in the times when I made more and more money, the same type of woman came around: No interest in me, except for the money.
But I always remained true to my principles.
The way to my heart would be so easy:
Not stepping on me. Not threatening to damage things I like. Not ruining my finances… Not doing anything to destroy things that I had just built…
No effort at all – besides the effort of not trying to make me swallow and live with “sick behavior”.I still have this “bird’s eye” view and the “kindergarden feeling”:
It’s “me and them”.
If I see “Mr. Stupid Neck Tattoo” with an attractive lady, I always say to myself:
“That’s like a closed group in kindergarden” – They belong together in full harmony. And she will most likely not be anyone to fit your standards of wealth building.She has already shown her bad taste. So why should I be jealous? And I would not even flirt with her, no matter how pretty she might be.
Or would you – as a settled entrepreneur – like to play with “a child” like that? (Women that did not grow up and behave like spoiled children)
Women who want a guy with money should read books from “Napoleon Hill” and the like. Then they might understand why “an empowered man” turns them down…
These are only Part 1 (1967-1976 ) and Part 3 (1978-1990) of my MGTOW stories.
Part 2 “some other time.” – within future extensions of Part 1 and 3
Because “Part 2” is special: 2 years in a children’s home, for standing up against my 1st grade female witch teacher.
Defending myself against 30 incited classmates that had the order to beat and smash me.
The female teacher was a borderline that used “bossing” as a retaliation against me because my parents had refused to sell our family house to her for cheap.That is why I omitted my “early” school story here. This requires more graphic detail. And it showed me for the third time in my life, why most women are lunatics.
And the way I was getting to know female nature “from the outside world”. And not only the women of my sick family or the 100s of sick land whales that were picking on me.
So – Part 2 will be very interesting.
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Welcome. I’m looking forward to Chapters 2-7.
When women lead, destruction is the destination. -- Me.
Before I take the time to write Part 2-7 of my MGTOW story…
… here is My Red Pill Collection Part 1
It’s the same text as in “The Favorite Red Pill” column of my profile and some parts of my story will overlap.
I have a whole industrial size “Clinic Pack” of Red Pills:
When I die, scientists will probably find a “MGTOW chromosome” in my DNA…
Mentally and physically surviving the calculative coldness, recklessness, ruthlessness, thoughtlessness, disloyalty, dishonesty, ignorance, impatience, superficiality, stupidity, brutality and selfishness inherent to 85 percent of women.
But I still do not hate them. They are there and here to stay. Like nuclear waste without a sealed lead container around it: If you get too close, you are bound to die slowly but with excruciating pain and agony…
Although most women don’t have any creative hobbies or own interests, they do not tolerate, respect or appreciate anything that a man owns or whatever that he has mentally achieved, studied and professionally applied. Even if the things – that these women perceive as stupid and useless – have made that man nice, handsome, tender, caring, happy, wealthy and socially respected in the first place: They want all the tolerance and freedom for themselves, without giving anything in return.
Most women love their pets and/or horses (!) more than the people around them. The “Queen of the House” sometimes allows pets to do things unimaginable and unbearable by mankind… At the end of the day a man has the choice of moving out or sleeping with a military grade “level 3R-atomic-war-gasmask” on his face.
For example: Their smelly and noisy pets are allowed to scratch and eat up a man’s house, urinate in his car or his 10000 Euro amplifier-system, and he is expected by his wife to find it amusing and not to get mad about it… While she goes out to get a third cat…
Everything that goes wrong is always “the man’s fault”. Women never do anything wrong, and if they do get caught, they would never apologize or even try to change their behavior the tiniest bit. In every way, the man always gets the blame and feelings of quilt for everything that happens. And that “blame shame” then gets manipulatively spread out all over the city: Friends, relatives, teachers, state agencies, customers, employers and whoever can cause that man serious trouble.
If a man consists of 99 percent “positive qualities”, they get completely ignored, devalued, taken for granted and “played down”, even in front of others. And the remaining 1 percent will be used to crucify and demonize him. (Own experience).
They also have the expectation and feel entitled to take complete control over his entire house or apartment, throwing out all of his dear belongings “for aesthetic reasons” and then requesting all the money from him to turn his place into a castle-like white marble palace.
Same applies, if his V70 Volvo or his Porsche is too old… And she needs a brand new Audi Q7 to take the kids to school – to show off to her peers “what gold she digged up”… (Own observations in 18 years of customer service and own refusals…)
Everything is fine – as long as the man never says “no” and delivers all of his money and resources to her. Being a successful company owner makes that man attractive only as long as his money flows… That is: Until that man might have the “slightest economic problem”. Even if that problem is not the man’s fault: Like a 3rd party inflicted accident or an on-the-job contracted illness… She will leave that man in an instance and without any empathy. Men marry in good times expecting to also have somebody at their side when the going gets rough…
This is an illusion. Again, there are women who stay with their men in hard times, but these loyal women account for only 20 percent of them. (Source: More observations from over 18 years of time within my 4000 customers)Women “never making mistakes” and “never apologizing for anything” plus “exploding in rage when politely notified of something unfavorable that they are doing” fills a BIG book.
Experiencing this behavior since my birth – with a statistically significant number of women “beauty-shop-customers” – is what made me a MGTOW when I turned 9.
I was a child “going his own way” because the insanity around me was way above the pain threshold. Like putting out real fires created in family fights. Women can be 10 times more violent then men, even physically torturing a baby-boy with the result of a “toddler going MGTOW” and retaliating effectively against a sister that was 8 years older than me and kicked me around like a football at age 3. And getting applause from other lunatic women.
In my entire youth I was faced with having almost hundreds of women around me attacking and threatening me verbally wherever I went. All of them were convinced by the 3 women of my family that I was a „retarded problem child“. Women were harassing and preaching me whenever and wherever they saw me.
Repeatedly – over many years – saying things like „If you were my son, I would beat the hell out of you all day“ “I would put you in a shelter” „You belong in jail“ „You will end up in prison“ „You will never get a woman“ „You ugly bastard“ „You are no good for nothing“ „Your mother made a mistake by bringing you into the world“ „We don’t want you around, you are not our standard“ – plus a million more things that I never knew about myself.
My mother had incited these people against me. I was never in conflict with the law, went to the highest level school-type in Germany, then moving on the „A-Level“ after 13 years of school. Mostly good grades, especially in electronics, chemistry and the English language.
I successfully fixed TVs, stereos, entire cars, did all repairs and maintenance work on our house. I was the interpreter for our American tenants… Writing letters to state agencies… A young boy, that became the facility manager at age 11, doing all of the work that would have normally been the job of his parents…
But, because of my mother not being able to „command me around“ like a slave for every little bit of her housework she used her customers as a weapon against me.
So I was the most „capable child“ but with the reputation of a criminal.
A s~~~ty life on the edge of madness because of 3 women. And the dozens of stupid and uneducated village „household dragons“ that believed „her s~~~“ and as a result: They showed very me early in life how abusive and violent the standard woman is.
Only my father was proud of me. But they hated him too, without giving him any validation that he had the responsibility of repairing and maintaining the brake systems of a whole big city’s bus transportation network… And without any faults in 20 years. He taught me to completely restore entire cars and get them through the German TÜV-inspection in just 1 appearance… But the useless bitches hated him too.
Psychologically, I was a disillusioned, betrayed, beat-up and run-down “male-divorce-victim” before I even became fertile…
Girls in school were non-existent to me. If I had “brought home” any girlfriend, all of my 3 borderline bitches would have tried to establish another “pussy connection”. The result might have been having a 4th enemy at my back and then the same blame-shaming might have grown viral in my school. School was the only sacred place where the village bitches had no access to. And so I was only the “technical freak” at school but everybody left me alone.
Women make you live in isolation. They set fire to your life and all you can do is: Build a wall between different parts or stages of your life. Having a peaceful and successful school time at the expense of having almost no friends.
Same things apply to business matter: Never give a woman access to your customer base, bookkeeping, patents, licences or any other important business relations.
Never give her any opportunity to ruin your business. As a “public person” and businessman it is therefore best to avoid “private contact” with women completely.
If they can’t rob you by marriage, then they will try to make money with blackmail or false accusations…
So, my career took off in another location. Expelled from the „local society“ I became „my own way“ unlearning or not adopting anything that I was supposed to copy from parents or their surrounding social circles. Sometimes having to be around them, I feel like „Whoops, wrong planet“.
As I started to go to the university to study electronics, I got „hampered“ (smile) by people showering me with work and they also bombarded me with „tip-money“. I didn’t have time to continue my studies nor did I have the opportunity to go on to attain the „master of craftsmanship“ degree.
Very many people liked what I do and how I do it – without the typical arrogance-psycho-bulls~~~ many „achievers“ have.
A few years later I took over and bought an existing firm but had no degree… (I had money saved that I did not waste on women)
As a result, there was a „certified engineer“ on my payroll, enabling me to register as a „certified electronics sales, installation and repair company“ fully complying with the strict German craftsmanship-law and guidelines.
That craftsmanship-degree was then finally issued to me in 2007, without any further „school time“ because the state-craftsman-agency saw my references and achievements in work, development and leadership.
I became one of the last companies of my type that was not forced into bankruptcy by the advent of the big sales outlets, market chains or internet shopping. I held my income steady, and astonishingly: „At a very uncommonly high level“
Having turned my „fun-hobby“ into a profession that enabled me to make more money than most executives have… I was never unhappy or sad.
Having many people of the „high society“ as satisfied and returning customers I became very detached and uncaring whenever I met a women that would start to pull her shaming tactics and questionable controlling behavior on me. I had grown out of the hell that women had made my childhood to be. So – I will never return to the s~~~ty and joyless life females can bring to a man.
In my job I could observe that there are almost no „happy marriages“ even in the upper society with plenty of money and resources around. So it must be a general problem of society. As a young boy I was just unfortunate to have a bitchy mother with too many „pussy connections“ with other unhappy women… (With my mother’s beauty shop as the breeding ground for female disapproval)
In the 70s, beating up children for every little reason was the norm. Standing on the street you could hear from the 3rd floor down, whenever a child was being smashed in the face with bare hands or viciously slammed on the back.
And it was NEVER „the violent daddy“ hitting the child because almost all of the fathers were at work during daytime. But first you heard the slamming, then the screaming child followed by a yelling woman. Like I say: Through the walls and across many apartments.
I protected myself from the violence of women by telling them: If you touch me, I’ll go and get some gasoline… And if they didn’t believe me I took a small bottle out of my schoolbag and poured it on the asphalt, setting it on fire and holding my hands above it. Smiling and saying that fire is my best friend. As I knew by then: Women are the real cowards, they would then beat up and yell at some other child „to loosen up“ their internal aggression.
A few days ago I heard about statistics that mothers beat up sons 2 to 3 times more often than daughters… I have nothing to add to that.
Today I actually became a man that in the past fearlessly put out small house and car fires with a smile, while other people stand around it and talk bulls~~~ instead of acting…
In short: Women make boys do things that they normally wouldn’t do. When people ask me why I don’t drink and smoke I just say that I don’t have a woman around that tortures me. No need for a painkiller. Seeing the hateful faces of the “local household bitches” and their daughters when they see my smiling face is something to bathe in.
In the past, they had even forbidden their daughters to talk to me at the bus stop…
Buying a safe car was a rational decision for a man with responsibilities. No accident shall put me out of my job… But that the same car – because of it’s price tag – would suddenly make women turn their heads was just one more “turn off” for me.
Women now criticize me for my 16+ year old cars – instead of realizing that I have a “visible“ 23 year accident-free record. What would normally appeal to a protective mother – having a disaster- and hardship-free “family-father” – is suddenly turned into stupid criticism…
And seeing me drive like „in the movies“ leads to more stupid criticism. They never think: Why was that man accident free for so long… 36000 „incident free“ rides from and to customers’ houses, in any weather…?
Yes, the man „good for nothing“ does not open up his bank account for somebody elses’ spoiled and entitled daughter.
I had enough of the „current type“ of female nature to have lost appetite in them for life.
It goes as far as not being able to breathe freely if a certain type of woman is around me. Not because of fear but because of allergy against her eyeballing me all the time and commenting every little thing I do with cynical words from her sick psyche…
Everybody tells me: There is always the possibility of getting to know “a unicorn“ with a brain and a heart.
But how long is it going to take until „that special woman“ is bullied, misinformed, incited, excluded, sidelined and mobbed around by others till she starts hating me… 2 days or 2 years…?
So it is just not worth any further effort.
And this is now reflected from a self-made-man that has moved to a 6-figure income
WITHOUT ANY HELP OF ANY WOMAN.
All of this is truly bad advertising for the “present psychological state of health” of women as such. I’m speaking in general, exemptions to the rule do – of course – exist.
To be honest, I became a Junior-MGTOW at the age of 5, when I started to read the newspaper. Detaching my soul from my inner being is what kept me healthy. no psychosomatic illness ever got me. I became a “lotus flower”: Staying pretty and healthy while all of the put-downs and negative criticism just rinsed off of me.
Women can’t take a smart man and so a toddler with communication skills of a grown man will make them show their ugly face.
Good for my inner peace was that the husbands of our “beauty-shop-customers”, mostly bankers, executives and CEOs loved talking to me and would almost always take me for a walk. One even wanted to adopt me at age 4… So I let 23 years of female bitching pass by me as just “to be ignored” and when over: NOT to be refreshed by getting married. Never put a ball and chain on me again: AWALT.
From getting criticized and blame-shamed 24/7 as a young man I went to getting chased and desired by gold-diggers for the last 20 years.
A few of them “got through to me” became close “girlfriends” and after they started to think of me as their future property – I saw that they had the same traits and red flags as all other women.
That life-long “voyage across 2 social layers” gave me a pretty nasty but clear insight on what most women are really like…
While I stayed the same. Treating everybody equal. Being like “Dale Carnegie” before even having heard about him. I didn’t have to take “self-development courses” just to learn how to treat people with dignity.
Joining the MGTOW-Movement is now one necessary step ahead, that means health, freedom, wealth and happiness for every man who wants it. Even if it might get lonely sometimes. But being stepped on and guilt-shamed 24/7 is a lot worse – and definitely not on the menu for a self-made man.
“Solitude Standing by choice” is the high-security-lock on a man’s heart that has the code: “love me as much as I love you” + “show the same interest in me like I have for you” + “treat me like a human being” + “don’t make fun of me, my company, skills and my elaborate professions in front of other people” + “show the same empathy and natural respect that I have for you + hit “ENTER” on the keypad – and the lock will pop open all by itself.
This is actually knowledge taught in expensive training courses and audio books like “How to marry a millionaire”… Quote: “In order to marry a millionaire, you must first become someone that a millionaire would want as a partner…” Most self-made-men have walked over stony ground and have gone through some hard times to become someone or build something up from scratch. Most of these men will recognize anyone wanting to destroy them from a mile away. That is why all the good men are “currently out of stock”: They rather invest in fast cars and luxury items than get emotionally beaten up and economically exploited every day…
If a woman says: “Where have all the good men gone” – The answer is easy: “Women-
Mothers have raised their sons to become failures”. No, they are not failures, they have just reacted and became numb as well as immune to the psychopathic bullying and the “constantly being put down” by their mothers and sisters… And today’s women/girlfriends were also taught their princess-entitlement-behavior towards men from their mothers – and follow that path in their own lives – and in turn get the same results with their current boyfriends or husbands…Tell me if I’m wrong… All of these statements are approved and complemented by many of my female friends that achieved a highly professional status and have real responsibilities in their lives. The most impressive statement is – quote: “The way women behave today, there is no wonder why most men don’t take them seriously anymore”.
Why I don’t hate women as a whole?
Because there are very many women out there that are good hearted human beings and perform well in their jobs, or are good in whatever they do. Yes, 15-20 percent were wonderful and “easy to work with” customers.
One more reason not to be hateful: Up to the age of 8 to 9 girls are very nice companions. I had many girlfriends up to that age. Then their parents gradually “downloaded new society belief system software” to their brains and they slowly but surely became what they are now,
So it is not the “computer hardware” but rather the faulty software running on it that renders it completely useless, dysfunctional and dangerously unreliable.
In consequence we are rather looking at a general “society problem” than a simple gender or race issue…
That is why ALL above statements can also apply to boys and men – but they are – from my observations – definitely in the minority. Men are – for the most part – the oppressed and exploited victim in today’s relationships…
I lost or avoided almost all of my “Red Pills” before they could poison me. Three of “my girlfriends” told me “up front” – but after weeks of intimacy – that they don’t want to be with me because “your life is too perfect, without problems for me to solve (and bitch about)” and that “you are too smart for me (I can’t control you)” and that they “feel inferior and bored besides me (They can’t interact because they only think about themselves and their tiny little lipstick-world)”.
Yes, because I don’t fit into their “tight thinking patterns” nor fall for their “low-intellect-mindgames”. On the other hand, they never complained about the physical side: All girlfriends wanted to keep my body, especially the reproductive organs – and of course: The car, house and credit card… Being “too smart” – no, rather: “psychologically and mentally balanced” – as well as “educated” (independent) and being able to feel “love” (that they could not give back) always threw me under the bus…
One also said (in today’s words): I can’t handle that you are a strong alpha as well as a smooth and successful beta… But that was needed for my job…
A proud and upright man cannot turn into an „asshole“ just to trigger the sexual appetite of a „flakey chick“. I rather have no chick at all, than becoming someone who is no longer able to stand in front of the mirror. Any authentic man will never “go that far down” risking his good business reputation by pretending to be “that thug type” that women like, just to get some appeal. For me, “money” took over that gap but I repelled all gold diggers with a smile on my face.
That is the strangest thing: I cannot have sex without some real love and affection, so the few encounters that I had “were real” and that’s why these ladies wanted to keep my body and my c~~~. They never saw or appreciated that: I never had any “chicks on the side”… No constantly ringing cellphone… And no need to lie about anything… No debts or liabilities… Nothing that would make a woman jealous or afraid of anything.
But then they became jealous of my company…
Moral of the story: nothing is ever going to be good enough. So why worry. Don’t even think about doing anything to please women. And that is the problem women created in men this way. 40 years ago there would have been some “level of threshold” in the sat~~~faction of a woman’s constant materialistic needs. That is why marriages in those days were not quite such a disgrace as they are now. But today – after constant brainwashing by commercial TV – there is no limit left,
What happens if a goal – satisfying a woman – becomes unreachable? People stop trying. Today: Men stop trying and stop wasting their hard-earned money on this “unreachable goal”. It’s like trying to fill a bucket with a hole in the bottom.
Through all of these insights: A 3rd-stage MGTOW had become of me, that will “take what comes around” while never having kids, never making promises or financial commitments above 100 Euros… And when being “Friend-Zoned” I have some kind of timer on me: I play that game for a short time and when it becomes obvious that I am only a repairman, taxi or “service provider”, I am gone. This “time window” can range from a few hours to a couple of weeks but I never give away “extensive craftsmanship” or valuable gifts. In 18 years, it was never possible for a woman to get an antenna-system installation or a new TV-set for free.
And when a lady suddenly happens to be “my girlfriend”: I am expecting 24/7 to be on the “ejector seat“ – getting replaced any moment the next prospect of the c~~~-carousel arrives. I always grinned and felt “funny enlightenment”, when I was replaced by a thug a lot younger than me…. Taking this as a deep internal compliment: Meaning – I was able to make love like an alpha but at the same time having a tender and caring christian “beta mindset”, that they could not understand nor handle… Or simply put: They were afraid of intimacy.
That put a real emotional strain on me, especially when I started having real feelings for these ladies: First being selected for the optics and physical attributes by a woman that normally wants “alphas” – Then she ditches me a few weeks later for my “incompatible” brain and heart…
Or she wanted me to be a submissive beta and then was afraid of my strong alpha-part.
I just learned that this is normal with women that have a „Narcissistic Personality Disorder“ and „Borderline Personality Disorder“ at the same time or in varying strengths…
They live under a cover of low self-esteem, unhappiness and lies. And they are afraid of strong “alpha“ personalities that might “blow their cover“ or “see right through them“. That is why smart, analytical men are completely ignored and hated by these 80 percent of women.
It’s clear to see: Smart men will detect lies and as an example: They have the capability to secretly put a GPS device on a cheating woman’s car.
Or a highly sensitive person will even smell the past presence “of another man“ in their house hours later… Or find hair in the car that they’ve never seen before…
I would even see foreign fingerprints on all of my things, and also remember any slight changes in the settings of my appliances. Making cheating impossible to hide… (Her “secret lover” would have to be a ghost)
These NPD and BPD women get scared like hell when they see my memory-capabilities… Like: “Oh, 2 years ago, you told me exactly… …I remember New
Year’s Eve of 1979…. and in late 1974 I was…“This is making dishonesty and lying to me foolish… Women reserve themselves “the right to lie anytime about anything” and this is why they feel intimidated by my presence. (They told me so.) This turns even the best gold diggers away.
“Empowered“ women or “flakey chicks“ unfortunately make up 80 percent of all females in the Western World. With the “East“ rapidly catching on.
As I have read: They leave a trail of disastrous damages and traumatisation in the soul and psyche of good men. Many men who managed to get away from one of those
will be going down MGTOW road for the rest of their lives.I know many men personally that escaped from the claws of “flakey chicks“ and are not coming back.
MGTOW means: All this – that fills a very big book – will never bring you down or deflect you from any goal that you may have in your life. As a successful and free man, you remain “prettier” and “younger” for more years than haunted married slaves…. And that’s why you will always have women coming, even if they leave quickly upon realizing that they cannot trap and keep you…
But if you ever get married, they will “take you down”, because they get that power by law… Even if the motive is jealousy: You have achieved something in your career and 4000 customers “give you unwanted attention” wherever you go…
And that might be a reason for her wanting to see you fall (I have to live like a “pop star” in my business area, meaning “always on duty” when I show up in public)…. Most of my girlfriends did not want to be seen next to me, because of that “constant approaching” people do to me. All the attention goes to me and they get ignored, which is what women hate the most.
So there is also some truth about the expression “It’s lonely at the top”.
What is also very comforting to me are many books with scientific statements that it is “almost impossible to find a compatible partner for a “highly gifted” or “highly sensitive” person”. (OK, understood, and topic “written off” – no further need for females to throw rocks and shame at me)
So “smartening up” is the best “active filter” or firewall against 85 percent of these narcissistic “gold diggers” or just to scare away women that want to take power over their man…
Again my observation and experience: Women who normally take any man at any social level suddenly turn into gold diggers, when they see a successful alpha-like man.
Sometimes asking outright: What kind of car do you have…? My sure-fire-answer to confuse them: It’s 16 years old, makes big black clouds behind it… But you surely don’t want a ride with me going 200 Km/h on a normal country road…. Do you? And then tell them what SW-Version runs on the “ECM”… And after telling them everything they don’t want to know… Explain the makeup and meaning of the Body-Serial-Number to her… That is how a proud and non-sex-craving nerd handles this type of girl with a smile on his face…Again: Driving like a “mad alpha” with worn tyre-sidewalls but at the same time with the 23 years-accident-free-record of an ultra conservative beta… this is also a part of the MGTOW attitude: Going my own way: Learning to do things better, becoming an independent “thinker” and effortless perfectionist. Life is easy, even at the top – including hundreds of responsibilities – if you are not chased around by a pressuring woman. Living and driving fast means: Being in control, safe, artistic, danger conscious and “routine-educated”… Not reckless and stupid, like going too fast in bad weather or within cities and inhabited areas… Like a coyote: Smelling and sensing danger around the corner… Handling that hunk of metal like your own body….
And never let a naggy and uptight women co-driver distract you while driving – and make you cause an accident… That can be worse than any divorce…
Very important: Women will always tell you that you need their services in order to cope with all responsibilities in life. The energy they draw out of you by nagging and dismounting your self-esteem is far more than it would take you to become a millionaire… My life took off in 1990 on the day I closed the door to all bitches so I could focus on what really gets me ahead. Getting A-grades in school but leaving the washing and the dishes for later. That is what makes MGTOW life wonderful.
All this is why I will try to release all of my accumulated knowledge through the forums in the years to come…
Imagine: 85 percent of men would be “Men Going Their Own Way” – Something would definately change for the better.
And one more thing: (For any NAWALT possibly reading this)
The AWALT-Law:
Any NAWALT can permanently mutate into an AWALT within seconds…. So marriage can be considered worse than playing Russian Roulette.
In July of 2018, this honey pot forum was sold out to an unidentified NPC sock puppet and troll organization. Most independent thinkers and writers migrated to other MGTOW forums as a result of the never-ending infighting and deliberate trouble starting caused by members who were given "carte blanche" by the admin to do whatever they want. Before my departure, I only left a few thousand cat pics here to comfort and ridicule the feminist owners who now run this place. Their background agenda is to make MGTOW look like a club of losers the public eye. And during the course of 2019, they actually managed to destroy almost all other MGTOW venues as well. Here is the truth about "theindependentman.org" aka "TIM" which was created as an extended workbench to further divide the community. When you register, they install a spyware Zombie cookie on your browser that does all kinds of things the user does not know of: http://www.filedropper.com/essay-on-the-removal-of-malware-cookies-used-by-tim
Here is My Red Pill Collection – Part 2
Focused on the dealings with gold-digger women…
… and some further observationsThe „almost scientifically researched“ MEGAPACK of Red Pills:
The proof that women are ONLY in it for the MONEY:
I happened to be self-employed in an exotic profession without visible social status and did not work in this rough business wearing expensive designer clothes…
I was regularly going to one restaurant near the building in which my company was located in. The time span was 18 years and so I can look back on a lot of events that gradually made me lose appetite on dating altogether. 85 percent of women are gold diggers plus whatever they are on top of it.
I was going there almost twice everyday eating, reading books, meeting friends, always drinking mineral water… And I was always „approachable“, as this is my personality and is also part of the job as a public salesman and service technician.
Whenever the manager employed a new female worker, she would normally not take notice of me or even be bitchy and unpolite in the first days. It was ALWAYS after they saw my thick wallet (with 3000 Euros on average in there) that they became a little more polite and quiet. Then there were the boss and another guy always giving them the lowdown on who I was and that I have a „beautiful house in the green“ and a company in the same street as the restaurant…
Click. What an instant change of behavior. They suddenly swirled and flirted around me. Mr. This, Mr. That… What have I done to deserve this… And they always changed their manners AFTER they were informed about „who I was“.
The same thing happened with regular female guests. First they were consistently ignoring me, while I was sitting there reading books, making intellectual discussions or talking to business prospects…
That was – of course – not attractive for women.
Many times these women would try to hit on the boss of the restaurant or the other men „in their class“ first. It mostly took a few days or weeks and rejections by these men for these females to start flirting with me…
Too Late!
With my type of „large“ and „public person“ – appearance I would have expected for a lady to at least „see me“ as a human being and have standard manners: Take casual notice of me, replying „good day“ after I friendly greet her, or looking me in the eyes for a second. Simply applying the same manners I have towards everyone, rich or poor, young and old.
But no, they completely ignored me, like I was „air“ or inventory. That is until they found out „that the guy sitting there in the back makes more money than the „boss of the place“ they were hitting on“…
From one day to another they started not only to take notice of me but I was suddenly questioned „about me and everything around me“… Oh, what a change of pace… Is this phony or what?
Then sometimes someone told them that I am a „long time single“ and they turned up the heat. Like embracing and kissing me without warning. Other guys sometimes became jealous: „Why don’t you take her?“ After explaining to all of my friends the reasons why I come to the conclusion that they are just „gold diggers“, I was no longer given advice like that. And it became sort of a funny and ongoing ritual for us observing how women start to behave once they find about me, being the only debt-free „single“ guy in the business street „with money in his pocket“.
Sometimes my friends saw more than I could see. Other times they overheard conversations these ladies had „about me“ in my absence…
And told me what they heard.
This has been going on for 18 years with the same pattern. Women always became interested in me after they were informed about my income-situation. Being tall, blonde, blue eyed, clean, handsome, polite, helpful, patient, non-smoking, non drinking, intelligent and strong was completely irrelevant to all of these women. (Strong: I could even lift a 125 Kg girlfriend)
All of what makes me get paid twice as much than my competitors was definitely NOT what these women were looking for.
It was the money. That’s why even ladies half my age were interested in me. Having observed all of this I was logically no longer in a mood to waste time or even money on them.
Running out of patience they would sometimes get straight to the point and ask me „when will you marry“ or more directly: „I’m looking for a man. Do you want to marry me?“
OMG. What money can do to people. There are witnesses for all of this…
The boss of this place is a tiny ugly man who cannot even read and write. Same age as me but no education whatsoever. But women were first hitting on him, expecting that his restaurant is a money well…
Till someone told them „who“ sometimes gives a 4 to 5 digit money loan to the boss to keep his place going… (I wanted to keep my little playground and canteen so I invested)
That is why I had to eat there so often. „Eating up“ the money that the boss of this place continuously owed me…
In my personal set of values I blanked out women completely that were hitting on him first or having had an affair with him or some other big mouthed and red faced alcoholic…
85 percent earned this „special tag“, and after that, these women could have moved the world around for me and I would have never even thought about having the lightest encounter with them. I could see their REAL preference: They made their choice and that was it. Actually, this way I could transperently see „who would still be f~~~ing her“ while she lives off of my assets and in my house.
Men do sometimes have b~~~~ of steel.
Getting them „off of me“ was very easy: „You know that I spend all of my money on CDs, records, books, stereo equipment, cars and most important: The further development of my company“…
And then I checked upon the possibility of them maybe being interested in anything about me…
Tying to get a conversation on politics, history, business, music, technology, chemistry or psychology going was impossible. It bored them to death.
Here are some typical parts of such a conversation:
“Then why isn’t SUCH A MAN already taken“ they sometimes ask. I say „Because women want a submissive and simple-minded but wealthy „creature“ that they can control, command and order around like a dog.
“You know, women hate me because they can’t control me“
“There is no point in having power over me by putting me down or denying sex, love and intimacy. If a woman doesn’t want me, she is free to leave. I hate mind games, as I have been exposed to them too many times before. I don’t play shame- and psycho-games with my partner and I expect the same treatment“
“Whatever I am or how I look doesn’t matter anyway. I was always replaced by men that I would not even let into my house“
And I always explain further: „I rather spend a 1000 Euros per month in restaurants than having someone at home yelling and bitching me around.“
After telling them how I survived the terror and mental violence of my youth… and that it was caused by hundreds of women… they give up on me.
So, at the end of the day, they were not interested in anything I could have given
them. Except money and total control over me.They would never realize that even the rest of my assets – given to them as household money – would have been more that the average guy brings home as a complete salary. And that I already have inventory at home that many others have to take a long term bank loan just to buy it…
Even „well married“ women will most likely not have 6000 Euros worth of high-end washing machines around…
Very sad, but they always want it all. And they want to tear your scalp off. All for them and nothing for the man. They want to take everything away that a man enjoys. Getting asked: „When will you throw out your useless 35000 piece music collection“ is an irreversible blow to a music loving man’s heart.
Women don’t even comprehend that a guy who was able to buy these many items in such a short time and without running into debt must be really successful and instead of being at least respectful of the money and the hard work done just to earn it…
…they call it junk, that needs to go „when you get married“… OMG, I heard this phrase from so many people all of my youth. What? I have to throw out everything when I get married? No way! May that woman embouchure me for a “quarter million Euros” then I throw it out.
Really? Society wants me to replace my softly playing wonderful music with the loud and loveless bitching of „somebody elses“ ego-manic, spoiled, (un)educated and lazy daughter… No way. Even if women have diplomas and degrees hanging on the wall, they are mostly only skilled in that field… And know mostly nothing about all other things in life… I can then only talk about the weather all day?
Sacrificing everything “for the princesses’ approval” and then having the nerves in asking me to care about her cats while they are destroying my place, scratching up everything and contaminating the air with urine and feces…
How “low” can you fall? Just to have a wet hole to put my pecker in. No: My “Monster-Energy-Can size” pecker is “out of passion and out of lust., Not by biology but by loss of appetite. And proud of “it”, not letting me rule my thoughts and free will.
Yes, dick size is not important to 80 percent of women anyway, because they rather care about the size of a man’s wallet. If it were important, then I would have gotten a harem against my will.
Women only complain about a man’s genitals to put him down and make him feel small and intimidated.
That’s probably why men get so obsessed about the size of their genitals… But take it from me: Women leave you no matter how well “you do them”, if you don’t give them a free ride for life. At least you may become “the backup boyfriend” if you are well hung…
And so I always give them a very scientific explanation: „Women see me only for my money but if they were to take away my hobbies, they would also take away my income, then having to leave me. So why get a woman in the first place? Just to destroy me? Am I stupid?“ „They shall better get a simple unskilled worker with a small and safe income and no personal profile“ „These men will then never have a mess at home because they cannot afford to buy things that „make a mess“. „So, count me out…“
That is why marriage and long term relationships are such a damn disgrace.
More and more intelligent and wealthy men „leave the market“. Even if their SMV goes up…
There is the rub. If it would have been possible to find a woman with real values and fairness I probably would have used the money that went into my music collection for raising a family. (A quarter million Euros, but that would never be enough to satisfy her anyway…) So I can prove to any feminist throwing rocks at me: “Come here and look: There is the money-equivalent of “a family with 3 kids” that never happened because women are mentally and physically abusive.” No blame-shaming me as “someone who just brags”… Women who see my place become very quiet. Because they see – on the spot – that the money “they could have had” for their wonderful family nest “was really there” and was not spent on a family only because of the destructive ways and intolerable behavior most women have. I always explain this very calmly and they get p~~~ed off at me immediately – and for no reason. That is all I ever got from a woman in my life so far anyway.
“See, that is why I love my music – and my peace”.
And we – as a society – shall give more dogs, cats and smartphones to these narcissistic and borderline princesses that have to have total control and unlimited power over another living creature. May they live happily and get old gracefully – on their own – in empty rooms that don’t have any ugly looking CD collection of an unloved man in them.
I would admire the type of woman who sees my place and says – with a gleam in her eye: „Wow, WE need to start a radio station with that“…
Entrepreneurship, a real sense of humor and positive thinking would be highly welcome!
It took 60 years for communism to fall apart, and now – also after 60 years – feminism seems to be at it’s end.
MGTOW is actually a mindset that will be part of environmental protection. The world is overcrowded and over-polluted with chemicals anyway. Fact is that further population growth will lead to further destruction of nature. If the number of newborns decrease because of “wealthy men opting out” then it is actually good for the future of our planet. This way, the MGTOW movement will contribute to the genetic repair of the human race. If 80 percent of the fertile but “mentally retarded” population does no longer pass on their genetic legacy… That is technically a good thing. Nature has always “gotten it’s way” and selective breeding – survival of the fittest – is now taking place. This is not an ideology but a fact. And it mostly happens when a population of any species gets too big or cannot adopt to changes.
And now go back to work – while the NPD-dinosaurs and BPD-dragons put on new make-up and lipstick.
In July of 2018, this honey pot forum was sold out to an unidentified NPC sock puppet and troll organization. Most independent thinkers and writers migrated to other MGTOW forums as a result of the never-ending infighting and deliberate trouble starting caused by members who were given "carte blanche" by the admin to do whatever they want. Before my departure, I only left a few thousand cat pics here to comfort and ridicule the feminist owners who now run this place. Their background agenda is to make MGTOW look like a club of losers the public eye. And during the course of 2019, they actually managed to destroy almost all other MGTOW venues as well. Here is the truth about "theindependentman.org" aka "TIM" which was created as an extended workbench to further divide the community. When you register, they install a spyware Zombie cookie on your browser that does all kinds of things the user does not know of: http://www.filedropper.com/essay-on-the-removal-of-malware-cookies-used-by-tim
Well, wow what a story, pal. Very interesting.
For a while, considering your signup name (which is familiar) I almost figured you might be from Germany and your English articulation is very good. I clearly can tell, since I am from the same country, too.
Anyway, you more than made up to the overdue intro with that one for sure and hence at this point: welcome from my end, bro’…
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
Hello,
thanks for the warm welcome.
I had an introduction on the text fields of my profile from day one.
Bad thing is that the “about me” field is very small and limited to only 5000 characters.
I also found out that this “profile text” was not indexed by the search engines. But the forums are all in the Google index. And we need traffic, to get the word out.
My story is very long and really fills a very large book. It is certainly not an every-day story. I can consider myself “a crown witness” on they way women are.
At least the majority we are talking about.
Not many men can claim thousands of contacts while moving up through two “social layers”. A journey from the bottom end to getting chased by gold diggers.
Ending up in a situation that I no longer fit into any social layer. And never thought of myself in these categories anyway.
My English skills developed in the late 1970s when I was able to sing along with the Beatles in such a perfect way that people were astonished about it.
Fortunately that had educated my tongue the right way. My first English teacher was extremely delighted about how fast I picked up the meaning of every word and the way I could pronounce everything. He never believed that we were a native German family. Until I told him about my “music addiction”.
And then I started listening to AFN-Radio all the time. Much to the disenchantment of all “conservative” people around me. But still, to this day, I love American radio shows and mostly English satellite TV and radio programming. I like all movies in the original English soundtrack.
In 1982 my family had rented out our 3rd apartment to American Air Force soldiers and we became friends.
In the following years I learned how to speak like a native speaker. Sometimes I would think in English and translate it back to German before speaking. P~~~ing off the German teacher: “Hey, we are not Americans”…
By the time I was asked repeatedly: “Which state are you from” I gladly replied: From the 51st state of the U.S.A. Back then, meaning “occupied Germany”.
This was another woman repellent: I could also bitch and swear in English.
Perfectly saying all of the things that I liked to say without someone “getting it” right away. By the time they had translated what I had said, I was gone.
That did not make me any more attractive to girls. They only shook their heads and I liked it.
Provoking women by inserting English words right in the middle of German speech. Just to p~~~ them off. When they got mad: “Oh I forgot”… Now I know that I actually had hypnotized them into hating me. Repetitive programming until “one special word” would get her upset. Like pressing the button on a remote control.
But this was only my way of getting back at them. They were the first to dump s~~~ on me.
Second level woman repellent: Reading English technical books and magazines instead of “Bravo”, a German youth magazine.
But that is reserved to “Part 4” or chapter 4 of my book.
In July of 2018, this honey pot forum was sold out to an unidentified NPC sock puppet and troll organization. Most independent thinkers and writers migrated to other MGTOW forums as a result of the never-ending infighting and deliberate trouble starting caused by members who were given "carte blanche" by the admin to do whatever they want. Before my departure, I only left a few thousand cat pics here to comfort and ridicule the feminist owners who now run this place. Their background agenda is to make MGTOW look like a club of losers the public eye. And during the course of 2019, they actually managed to destroy almost all other MGTOW venues as well. Here is the truth about "theindependentman.org" aka "TIM" which was created as an extended workbench to further divide the community. When you register, they install a spyware Zombie cookie on your browser that does all kinds of things the user does not know of: http://www.filedropper.com/essay-on-the-removal-of-malware-cookies-used-by-tim
Anonymous1Gargamel – This was a great read for a bit of Monday afternoon downtime at work. I was enthralled.
Welcome and thank you.
Great intro and like everybody else welcome here to make mgtow where you are home. I think for most men our first borderline or narcissistic encounter was our mother. There is a book called borderline mothers that is very descriptive of why most men succumb to this horrible parasite. You are what we would call the Chad thunderc~~~ right except that you didn’t abuse the privilege. Much respect for that. I wish you could stress to these men why private disability insurance is such a necessity for mgtow men. I2 have chronic pain and in bed written to. The thing that has saved me for the last 20 years was my private Disability Policy. I can only imagine how you got to the point where you needed to use it but it doesn’t sound like your stories that much different from mine. Being in Germany things have gotten much different for you I’m sure your village doesn’t look the same which is maybe a good thing. Anyway brother welcome here welcome home. We will talk
I can see their heads have been twisted and fed with worthless foam from the mouth. Bob d
Welcome!
Society asks MGTOWs: Why are you not making more tax-slaves?
You are what we would call the Chad thunderc~~~ right except that you didn’t abuse the privilege.
Hello Tattoodave,
thanks for your input.
Yes, I could have been “Chad Thunderc~~~” but it was always “superimposed” by my mental nature.
A friend of mine said to me a while ago that I must have an IQ of “over 140”, but I really don’t know.
But as a result:
Everything about me is a “women repellent” and so “my device” was hardly “used” on a woman. Most of the times the bitching inverted my “reproductive organ” so it didn’t even get used at all.
But the energy was transferred to other projects and my career.
Never had a woman on my list of life goals. But later in life they suddenly came after me.
But my entry condition was: Love. And that is where it ended. It’s all about money, and nothing else.
If they see that they can’t snatch your wallet, then the size of your “Thunderc~~~” or your feelings for her will not matter at all. Even if you caress and f~~~ her into ecstasy, it will not matter.
It’s all about the power that she wants over you.
Maybe women kept me from abusing this privilege. But I always knew that if I “make a baby” then I would take care of it and not smuggle it under another guy’s wallet. One time I had the feeling that a woman wanted a child – but not from me. Because she knew that I would be there and it would be hard to dump me. She was 25 and in the middle of the c~~~ carousel.
When I get around to part 4 to part 6, it will be easy to see why I never used that privilege.
I wish you could stress to these men why private disability insurance is such a necessity for mgtow men. I2 have chronic pain and in bed written to. The thing that has saved me for the last 20 years was my private Disability Policy. I can only imagine how you got to the point where you needed to use it but it doesn’t sound like your stories that much different from mine.
Maybe I’ll continue with part 7 of my story.
In short form:
WHY YOU NEED DISABLITY INSURANCE!
In the year 2000 I bought my company from my former boss. I had to move because he had sold the place. Unfortunately I rented a building full of wood preservatives and barium chloride in its wooden structure. The landlord betrayed me so I didn’t know about this contamination. But there were 8 highly poisonous chemical emitted into the air.
I was exposed to Barium chloride, Pentachlorophenol, Tetrachlorophenol, Dioxins, Lindane, Endosulfane, Permethrine and Phtallic Anhydride.
It’ s almost the Top 10 of all forbidden chemicals that were not supposed to be in a living environment. Not not in the concentrations found by my laboratories.
8 odorless poisons in the air that had accumulated in my body over a time span of 13 years.
– Barium goes into the bones and muscles
– PCP, TCP, Dioxin, Lindane, Endosulfane and Permethrine goes into fat tissue
– PA makes obesity (Plasticizer for PVC and Paint)
One of them creates fat and the other ones get stored away without causing the box harm. Except the unexplainable obesity that got more and more, no matter how hard I worked.
In 2013 I caught the swine flu and the virus attacked the bones and the muscles. Barium was released and I almost died. As a result: Barium leads to weight loss… And suddenly all other pesticides were released into my bloodstream. 25 Kg toxic body fat dissolved in 1 year… That is over 30 liters of toxic oil.
Even two and a half years later the doctor found 8.6 times the maximum allowable amount of Barium in my blood.
Calculating backwards – based on half-life-values – I must have had something like 2 to 20 grams of Barium in my body.
Barium chloride was sold until 1950 as rat-poison. And was also used as a wood preservative in 1865 when that house was built. A lab checked parts of my inventory and it also showed 1.5 times the lethal dose concentration one would need to kill a human being.
But it left me with: CFS, MCS, TE/brain damage, PNP/nerve damage, Type 2 diabetes.
ATP down to 2,44… (In a scale from 2 to 8)
The toxicity of Barium is between arsenic and lead… DMPS took most of the Barium out but it is still everywhere in my bones where calcium is supposed to be. It’ll take years to get it out…
Working is limited to 2 hours a day.
Barium is “the metal” used in electrical shielding and absorbing materials. And as a non-toxic derivative it is used as an x-ray contrast enhancer fluid.
With water-soluable and therefore toxic Barium in your body you can suddenly feel mobile phone radiation in the air…
You feel WiFi, DECT, mobile phone masts with either: TETRA, LTE, GSM, UMTS, FM-Radio, DVB-T…
All with different frequencies and different modulation leading to different patterns of exhaustion, dizziness and pain. You come home from a big city and feel like a chicken grilled in the oven.
My house is in a low radiation area but I still had to shield my main apartment with aluminum foil to keep the radiation out. (less than – 57 dB/W in my bed).
In order to survive, I had to “sweat out” the first wave of chemicals in a radiation free zone here in the nearby mountains.
I survived because I studied “environmental medicine” in my bed so I can tell doctors what to look for. Then they found what was wrong with me.
It is the MGTOW attitude: I went my own way and survived 8 poisons.
It was so bad that my keys were all rusted up from being in my pocket and the surface would get etched away by almost 0.3 mm. Euro coins in my pocket turned “blind” after 2 days and would lose their silver color an a week. My sweat killed insects better than any spray, dissolved rubber, killed upholstery of the car, made holes in leather shoes and wallets…
I will go into detail on that in “part 7”
So – and that was just “BAD LUCK” and absolutely no own wrong doing involved.
This could happen to anyone. That is why you need disability insurance. This is your holy angel.
If you have a woman, she is gone anyway. Gone the day you get sick. I was lucky that I would have died alone without someone nagging me.
Women don’t understand things like this, they call you a “simulant”.
Problem: I still look pretty but the damage is on the inside.
That is why for me, “the game with women” is up anyway. But that doesn’t bother me.
With severe Multiple Chemical Sensitivity (MCS T 78.4) you cannot have someone with perfume or other cosmetics around you. And I’ve never seen a woman with so much empathy that she would actually stop using smelly things just because of me…
But even with “disability” I would still be a good catch for a gold digger, but since I’m sick, they have all lost interest in me.
Going out? Yes, into the “Backland Forest” in the “Rheingau mountains”.
I know “how to treat a lady”: With “high heeled shoes” over muddy trails and me with the Garmin in my hand…
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Welcome Gargamel,
we´re sharing some things (age/height/home country) and a violent bigger sister plus a mother who rather would believe her daughter than me. Got some understanding for your situation.
Have learned not to look back in anger, it won´t change the past.Make yourself comfy.
Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent. Friedrich Nietzsche
That is quite a story my friend. It’s interesting how much we can survive whether it is toxic chemicals or toxic women we seem to be able to carry on.
I never talk about this on the forums but the reason that I am disabled is due to heavy metal poisoning that is completely irreversible because it happened to me between 1977 2 1989. I used to rebuild automobile engines and buy and sell cars before I was a stockbroker and financial planner. I had my own little business buying and selling Honda Civics. It was quite lucrative a cash business and nobody liked working on the Hondas because it was difficult it was a niche Market that I made for myself. I don’t know maybe I have a high IQ to I’ve always taking things apart and put them back together. We have a lot in common my friend. I never knew how chemically sensitive I was until I stop going around women. Now I can smell when walking out in front of my house. Anyway my heavy metal poisoning ruined my calcium channels in my spine this is irreversible and I will always be in crippling pain. Fortunately I found medical marijuana which really helps a lot. For a number of years I was addicted to morphine and Valium haven’t been on them for so many years now thanks to the MMJ. Whether you’re in Germany America the UK or any Western Country you should be able to purchase a disability insurance policy to protect your income.
Aside from automobile and homeowners insurance disability insurance is one of the most important protections you can buy for yourself as a mgtow. Maybe we should do a video on how this has saved Our Lives. I would have lost my home 20 years ago and yet here I am even after a divorce 6 years ago still able to fend for myself. I have learned to cut back on a lot of my expenses and so I am actually saving money every month. This is the thing that these guys need to understand. If you lose your income you lose your home your car almost your life. We’ll talk more
I can see their heads have been twisted and fed with worthless foam from the mouth. Bob d
An amazing story, Gargamel.
Thank you so much for posting and welcome to the forums.
"A man's feelings are inconvenient to a woman's needs".
Anonymous24Most of the times the bitching inverted my “reproductive organ” so it didn’t even get used at all.
Haha! Classic.
Women seem to have the same effect on me, and as I age it just gets worse and worse, I really have no tolerance for bulls~~~ anymore.
It’s interesting how much we can survive whether it is toxic chemicals or toxic women we seem to be able to carry on.
Yes they do. They cause what is known as “excitotoxicity” a chemical twist in your brain from “overflooding” certain areas with impulses, also known as “too much distress”.
This can actually kill parts of your brain. That is why the word toxic women is actually scientifically correct.
Like overheating an engine. Only tiny spots inside the cylinder head and engine block get “too much temperature, crack and render the entire engine useless. So what do Hondas have in common with women?
But toxic women can do more, the best antidote still is the word NO.
And not taking them seriously.
Something hard to do with chemicals.
I never talk about this on the forums but the reason that I am disabled is due to heavy metal poisoning that is completely irreversible because it happened to me between 1977 2 1989. I used to rebuild automobile engines and buy and sell cars before I was a stockbroker and financial planner.
I think we have everything in common, car engines also contain Barium in the chemical treatment of bearings. That is why I get a headache from used motor oil.
But you must have “gotten” many different types of heavy metals, and most of the times the medical profession is not trained to find out about it. They give you false medication. They even do surgery on you instead of just having you swallow a pack of DMPS pills. That is a sulfur containing formulation that travels through you body and takes up all kinds of heavy metals. Your body will stink like a chemistry lab and this is a sure sign that it’s working. But if this treatment comes too late, your bones are dead. I hope that I was lucky and discovered it “soon enough”.
I don’t know maybe I have a high IQ to I’ve always taking things apart and put them back together.
Being a successful salesman AND working on Hondas requires an IQ of 200.
Man, that is just as maddening as working on VCRs or Japanese televisions of that era.
OMG.
No wonder you had a monopoly market. Like I did, fixing today’s s~~~ and doing old HiFi. Nowdays nobody knows anymore how to fix these old machines. Especially if there are no spare parts available.
But working on Jap cars? That makes you a magician with patience and artistic hands.
And with toxic chemicals in your brain, you lose the patience to “fumble around for hours in a dark hole” and you’ll start the hate the work you once loved. (Lindane and heavy metals do that)
But for me, taking DMPS took the pain out of all body joints. Before that, everything hurt. 2 days of pain as the Barium was mobilized and then: Relief.
But everything else remained as it was.
We have a lot in common my friend. I never knew how chemically sensitive I was until I stop going around women. Now I can smell when walking out in front of my house. Anyway my heavy metal poisoning ruined my calcium channels in my spine this is irreversible and I will always be in crippling pain.
You have MCS in a severe form. Like me. We smell things like a dog. I know exactly what you are going through. Our blood has become sensitive and the smallest or shortest contact with a “trigger chemical” through the lungs will make the whole body GO WILD.
Taking just 5 breaths of contaminated air drives up the body temperature in seconds and I feel like I have the flu… I shiver and shake… And the day is over. I have to “hit the sack”.
I have HEPA air cleaners all over the house… Spending new years eve inside with the house fully sealed. Car keys in hand to escape into the forest if needed… (Fireworks contain Barium…)
Military grade gas mask in the car…
Going shopping with a stop watch. And avoiding busy hours. Avoiding cellphone masts
Taking even a fast car to the max to escape a “stinker” on the road or busting through a chemical cloud somewhere in seconds.
Life with MCS is a war zone by itself. But I was going to deal with that in part 8. I have the suspicion that the hamster wheel of today’s women is also caused by the toxic c~~~tail that they constantly expose themselves to. Because chemicals make you lose “love and affection” or “loss of libido”, And they can make you highly aggressive.
There has to be a connection between women going completely nuts and the rising use of toxic chemicals especially by women. Artificial scents are chlorine or phosphate pesticides by nature and the industry doesn’t talk about that.
But if a chemical, that any woman puts on her skin makes my crazy in just seconds, then I know why they have all become lunatics. No doubt about that.
Women ware always crazy, but chemicals bring out the worst in a person. I’m very sure that for any woman stopping the use of cosmetics will bring back some of her libido and restore her fertility.
That is scientifically proven. By putting endocrine disruptors on your skin, you become hormonally disbalanced, crazy, emotionally cold and infertile.
I’ve seen a man with poisoning turning into an extreme BPD. Like one of today’s women.
I thing that topics like this belong here. MGTOW means being independent from manipulation and chemical do manipulate you. Sometimes more than a women does.
Many relations~~~s could be turned back into relationships if people would stop using all unnecessary, but highly toxic chemicals in their homes.
Maybe that is why the only (mentally) attractive women around are the ones that don’t “smell” and don’t use fake-up.
In Canada some cities have already banned the use of perfumes in the workplace, probably because MCS is spreading among women right now. 70 percent of women have it compared to only 30 percent of men. And taking into account what it takes to make a man sick, than you can easily calculate how much poison women voluntarily put on their skin. Even thinking that it is good for them.
But here we are again: I never managed to convince a woman to stop using anything…(Or moving out of the poisoned house that made me sick. She has the same symptoms like me and still does not react, saying to others “Oh, he is just overreacting” No, if 2 insurance companies have confirmed my problem there is no doubt about that… but she is smarter than me: Now doomed to die)
Yes arguing with a woman is pointless and they rather get sick than believing “what a man says”
More on that in part 7…
I was a stockbroker and financial planner
Yes, after losing interest in my job due to poisoning, I studied FOREX Trading. And I’ll be doing this someday from the side of my bed. That is the only job left that can be done in total isolation.
And I will also post a story on how to restore the c~~~ function after a poisoning like this.
The word “Chad Thunderc~~~” still makes me cry tears of laughter. On my body this was only a mechanical thing because I am big. Filling up the whole seat of a 1970s Ford Granada…
An obese 200 pound girlfriend looks “normal size” next to me. I was always too soft, too gentle, too approachable and too “non violent” for a girl to want me for the “Thunderc~~~” feature.
All of them were strangely surprised that a “boring guy” like me can “do something like this”.
Yes, but they didn’t want “me” at all. And they hated my record collection…
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Welcome Gargamel,
we´re sharing some things (age/height/home country) and a violent bigger sister plus a mother who rather would believe her daughter than me. Got some understanding for your situation.
Have learned not to look back in anger, it won´t change the past.Make yourself comfy.
Thanks for your welcome,
here is only the beginning of my story. But the “bigger sister” was trained like a dog to get mad at me whenever I said some special words to her.
The violence got so heavy that I had to smarten up and grow very fast as a child. My parents became crazy having to buy new clothes all the time. I became big and tall. And the rest of my body grew some 10 more years.
But I started to take some mental control over the bitch princess sister. Now I know that this was an early form of hypnotic manipulation. Getting her angry with just one trigger word… Or just one move or gesture.
So it was easy to “let off her steam” and stabilize her aggression.
And it gave me some power over her.
That is why – in the end – I even feel funny about that. But this “capability” stuck with me.
I now actually like it, when women explode.
It does definitely NOT arouse me sexually, but it is tremendous fun.
As long as they don’t harm my s~~~, or enter my private zone.
I even like it when they attack me, then I can take control over them. It cracks them up if they hit you with all of their might and you just smile… When women are p~~~ed off, that is the time to enter the “Service Mode” and to start mental programming.
I had my “sister predator robot” as a study example. I must have found the code by accident. Of course, that does not work on all machines.They yell, and you just smile. A certain type of smile and stare.
And you take control, hypnotizing them so they even become attached to you.
At least, if you succeed in making them love and hate you at the same time, the aggression becomes more controllable.Normally you walk away from toxic women, but what if you can’t?
Toxic women then really hate and love you at the same time. That is actually the only kind of love I ever gotten from a women. She – hitting me with her fist – and then kissing me in the neck. Getting kissed without bringing some kind of present… That was new.
But I never wanted to live with a hamster wheel.
And on the other hand, I would even feel sorry for her. I would love and f~~~ the hell out of her but she would have to live under mental control.
Taking all of my jokes and funny manipulations 24/7. But at least I would never do anything that would hurt her in any way.
But I would train her subconsciousness to put up with my strange behavior.
Like I trained some women to show me their asses so I can spank them. They got hooked on that. Bystanders would look disgusted while she was enjoying it.
But with negative women, I just make them blow off steam.
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Most of the times the bitching inverted my “reproductive organ” so it didn’t even get used at all.
Haha! Classic.
Women seem to have the same effect on me, and as I age it just gets worse and worse, I really have no tolerance for bulls~~~ anymore.
Thanks for your welcome,
You are right, the older you become, the less tolerance you have for a hamster wheel at home. But I think that it stems from the accumulated negative feelings that pile up inside of a man.
The more s~~~ they dumped on you in the past, the more allergic you become towards “new s~~~”.
So now, cats and horses have to take our place.
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But I started to take some mental control over the bitch princess sister. Now I know that this was an early form of hypnotic manipulation. Getting her angry with just one trigger word… Or just one move or gesture.
It was not that far that I could´ve said I controlled her, but I knew how to trigger her to flip out and attack me. I always fought back like a man. Girls are bad at fighting. The last dispute we had ended in that she filed a complaint to the police, it was humiliating. Her boyfriend even threatened me, he was saying things like: “You can´t do that to a woman, … bla.. bla”. Even today I would not take s~~~ from a woman, I´d show her her place. I don´t like violence but neither do I want to be attacked and I won´t stay passive. One thing I learned about all this, is to stay calm, and the calmer you get the more aggressive they would get. They can´t handle that.
Actually if you treat women with the same ignorance they do and you are being stoic and not giving an inch, that´s what makes them flip out, that´s what worked for me.
Nowadays I avoid women in my private life, though I have to deal with them at work, there I´m nice to them and chat, but they sort of get that they´d never convince me of anything, most of what they have to offer is not what I want and I can´t hold shallow, mindless conversations for too long.
A female colleague once asked me out to the movies, in front of my other male colleagues, I said “No” (and not more than that), it´s stuck in her brain she even mentioned it again just today. I wrap things up in a funny way so they can´t be mad at me.
The same colleague sort of mentioned that I never made her any compliments, while other colleagues did. So I made her my kind of compliment in saying “You got hair”, the colleagues laughed and I was on the safe side. We just were talking about this today also.Thanks for your reply.
Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent. Friedrich Nietzsche
It was not that far that I could´ve said I controlled her, but I knew how to trigger her to flip out and attack me. I always fought back like a man. Girls are bad at fighting.
I can’t stop laughing. Wiping my tears away. You use the German expression „to flip out“ in a direct and literal translation. And it sounds so funny, hitting the nail on the head with a hammer.
It is so nice to hear from others like you that have had exactly the same problems like me. And in the same setting and with the same results.
Getting my sister “to flip out”, worked so well and I’ll be going into detail one day. And how her boyfirend reacted to it… She was 8 years older than me and so it could have become dangerous if I had not outgrown her physically.
But that is psychological healing:
Back then, seeing her “flip out” was anything but funny. Now we can laugh about it and our tears are tears of joy. But because most of us MGTOW are free. And many of us did not make the stupid choice in having another woman in our life to “freak out” on us all the time.-
Maybe that is another reason why we single MGTOW feel good about finally being alone:
It is like you were shipwrecked on the high seas and finally the holy winds of fortune carried you to a sandy shoreline.
You are are so exhausted, that you sleep in the sand and when you wake up, you only send a million thanks to your guardian angel for the rest of your life.
Having survived a family like that – meaning not having committed suicide – will make you so glad and thankful to god that you never want to go back to this type of tyranny.
Every morning you wake up to your stereo system and send a “thank you message” to God (or Allah) for being alone. You are never late for work because you get up and get ready drama free…
At breakfast, you can go the fridge – and feel so free for not having to account or report to anyone for eating a whole pack of cheese… Every little thing you do, you suddenly thank the creation for giving you the time away from the prison guards that were glued to you for the first 23 years of your life…
The “Demon’s Eye” over you is gone.
And women still think that raising a son with a “Demon’s Eye” over him will make him ”A Good Boy”.
Or where did the term “helicopter parents” come from in the first place?
It’s the sick women that “make the men” that don’t want no further attachment to any women “prison guards” at all.
In 1991 – after I successfully conquered and occupied my separate apartment in my parents’ house – a friend came over and said to me:
“I now know why you only want peace in your life from now on…
It is clear to see that if you meet a woman that only shares 5 percent of your sisters’ traits, then you will run as fast as you can.”He was “right on the spot”. And I replied: “Now tell me how many women don’t share at least 5 percent of my sisters’ and mothers’ attitudes and traits?”
He was quiet for a while and then admitted: “Oh, I guess you’ll be single for a long long time!”
I was never molested again because of my status.
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Since my mother and my sister used to stick together there was not much room for me… so I had to improvise and create my own free spaces.
My mom wanted me to become a gentleman and believed in good manners, it took me years to strip that off. I recognized most of what I was tought was of any use and that I would get screwed over all the time if I would have lived by those rules, but somehow the nice guy in me is still there but not for women.
Women do expect a gentleman but would rather f~~~ with Chad. The definition of a gentleman if used by a woman is just a disposable willing servant, when used by a man I think it rather applies to a man with morals, integrity and honor.Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent. Friedrich Nietzsche
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