Introspective article on women and why its important to never marry

[RealityBitesParticipant 2198]

How To Deal With People Who Hate On Your Lifestyle

When it comes to being a bachelor, the best benefit—without question—is that one hundred percent of your free time is one-hundred percent yours. Outside of your professional obligations, not a single moment of your existence has to be spent doing anything you don’t want to do, nor does it have to be spent with people you deem unworthy.

A close second is that after all the bills are paid and your essentials are handled, then one hundred percent of the money remaining goes directly into your pocket. It’s all yours, and no one can ever take it away provided you make good decisions and act responsibly.

Lastly, everything is one hundred percent exactly the way you want it—all the time, every time.
•The fridge is stocked with the food you like to eat
•the home bar has the liquor you like to drink
•Everything in your home is there because you want it there—all details are at your discretion
•You are the judge, jury, and executioner for any and all decisions that come your way
•You are the sovereign of your own little empire.

For me, personally, I’m extremely fortunate that my chosen profession provides me with a comfortable income while giving me ample time off—with a minimum of two weeks off per month being typical. If I feel like working more and stacking some extra cash by picking up open time or extra trips—then I can do that too. However, I tend to treasure my leisure time over chasing money in most cases.

So, what does a guy do when his business is handled, his bank account is in the black, and he has adequate free time on his hands? Anything he f~~~ing feels like doing is the answer. Aside from handling the basic necessities of life—shopping, the gym (yes, exercising is a necessity), and maintaining my assets—I’m free to do whatever I please.

My actions can’t be judged by anyone because I’m not beholden to anyone. I set the standards and expectations for my life. The responsibility of getting the job done—and carving out my own path to happiness—rests solely on my shoulders, and I welcome this responsibility with open arms.

But There’s Always A Catch

Unfortunately, as with all things in life, with the good comes the bad. And the bad with this situation is that people are going to f~~~ing hate you, and they’re going to hate you a lot.

You know that buddy of yours who overlooked the fact that he married and impregnated some gutter slut who buried more bones than the Third Reich during her college years, and who is now, somehow, on a steady 10 pounds a year straight-to-the-thighs weight gainer diet despite the fact that her cooking skills are such s~~~ that she almost burns their f~~~ing house down anytime she toasts an English muffin?
Yeah, he hates you.

And as for that couch-mammoth who possesses no redeeming qualities whatsoever? Now, she really hates your ass.

When George W. Bush said: “They hate us for our freedom,” he wasn’t referring to Al-Qaeda or the Taliban. He was actually talking about obese women, and how they feel about the bachelors their boyfriends and husbands hang out with.

These women know that you have a very good thing going on, and they don’t want their bitch-boy husbands catching wind of this little fact. They will sit around saying things like: “Oh I feel so sorry for him, he’s going to die alone with no one to love him; he must be so lonely,” or, “He’s so immature, it’s no wonder why he hasn’t found a good woman.” They say this to their husbands, boyfriends, and fiance’s in order to brainwash these men into thinking they’re somehow getting a pretty sweet deal in life.

None of this, however, would stop most of these broads from sleeping with you if they thought they had half a chance. But lucky for you—and for your friends—they don’t have a chance, because as a guy who puts in the effort to succeed in life, you don’t have to resort to nailing fat married chicks with bad attitudes and back-titties who can’t even make an ice cream cone without f~~~ing it up.

That’s work for an employee at Husband Enterprises right there, and I don’t work for that s~~~ty dead-end company.

So your married friends hate you, their wives hate you, and your unmotivated single friends hate you; hell, even people you don’t know hate you. But what about the women you date? Yep, they hate you too, but not as much as they hate themselves for caring so much about some selfish asshole who doesn’t appreciate them.

The women who come in and out of my life quickly learn that what I say goes. If a woman wants to hang out with me, but I’m not in the mood to have her around, then she can f~~~ right off—plain and simple. I, quite obviously, have better things to do than spend time with her. And what are these better things, you may be wondering?

Doesn’t matter: if I decide it’s something better—no matter what it is—then it’s something better. End of discussion. If I want to stretch out on the couch and scratch my b~~~~ while blasting some ear-raping heavy metal; if I want hang out at my local general aviation airport, shoot the s~~~ with the old timers, and go burn some holes in the sky for fun; hell, if want sit in total silence, drink some bourbon, and read all day—then that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

Dealing With A Female Example
Have you ever had a woman visiting your place for the first time and watched her as she looked around and examined everything? Did you pay close attention to her words and body language? And did you take note of her facial expressions while she was checking everything out?

If you were paying attention, then you probably noticed that she was plotting and scheming about how she’s going to completely destroy your life. Within 15 minutes of stepping into your place, she has already started making mental notes of all the s~~~ she’s going to change if she traps you in a relationship.

She’s planning on replacing your blinds with pastel colored curtains, moving your drum set into the garage, putting pink fluffy floor mats in your bathroom, and deciding on a good spot to put “Baxter’s” cat litter pan—f~~~ her, and f~~~ “Baxter” too.

A girl I was seeing on and off fit this description perfectly. She was always hitting me up to hang out and sending me “whatcha doin?” or “when do you get back in town?” text messages. She was the typical self-serving, mid-twenties, strong and independent ladder climbing career chick that I always find myself dating for some reason.

(Note from Reality Bites: Every woman I was with; wanted to change my house, like a cat marking its territorym and testing to see how much they could get away with)

To put it bluntly: I couldn’t f~~~ing stand her, but she liked me a lot and made the majority of the effort in our so-called relationship—including giving me sex without too much of a headache.

Now, generally speaking, having sex with a standard issue strong-and-independent white woman is like visiting a cemetery in Alaska: it’s cold, depressing, and every hole is four feet wide, six feet deep, and smells like death. But this girl was a little bit better than average, so when she hinted at wanting to hang out with me one evening—I invited her over, and even agreed to her request to stay the night.

So she comes over and we go through all the normal motions. We exchanged pleasantries, I pretended to care about whatever she was talking about, we had a couple of stiff drinks, and then I gave her some stiff dick—all quite painless.

After the deed was done, we were laying in bed together and she had her head comfortably nestled on my shoulder. Believe it or not, I was actually quite content to have her there and was enjoying her company; our post-coital cuddling was very pleasant and I had no complaints… but then she started f~~~ing talking again, and things started going downhill real fast from there.

Earlier in the day, I had started a James Bond marathon on Blu-ray. I had made my way through Dr. No and From Russia With Love, and was now due to watch my favorite film of the entire series: Goldfinger.
The main reason I agreed to let this girl come over in the first place was because I really wanted some pussy after watching the famous Ursula Andress scene from Dr. No.

So I’m laying there trying to chill and act somewhat gentlemanly, but this girl just wouldn’t shut the hell up. I tried listening to her—I really did. But then I zoned out and began fantasizing about making myself a Manhattan, plugging Goldfinger into the Blu-ray player, and then stretching out on my bed without anyone there hogging my space or annoying me with their nonsensical horses~~~.

It also didn’t help matters that she didn’t look like Ursula Andress.

My feelings for this girl—someone who I was just intimate with a few minutes prior, mind you—had now turned into the same feelings I have towards a raccoon who has tipped over my trash cans and started rummaging through my garbage. In short: I wanted this f~~~ing thing off my property…

Me: “Well, it’s about that time…” (while pushing her head off me and climbing out of bed)
Girl: “Time for what, babe?”
Me: “For you to get going, of course.”
Girl: “What? Why? Do you have something to do in the morning?”
Me: “Nope, I have absolutely nothing to do tomorrow.”
Girl: (perplexed)… “Then why do I have to go? You said I could spend the night, why don’t you want me here?!”
Me: “Because I want to watch Goldfinger.”
Girl: “Huh? Is that a show on Netflix or something? What’s Goldfinger?”
Me: “It’s a James Bond movie with Sean Connery—its from the 1960s. I’ve seen it like 50 times, it’s one of my favorites.”
Girl: “You’re f~~~ing kidding, right? It’s past midnight! You’re seriously kicking me out of here so you can watch some stupid f~~~ing James Bond movie that you’ve already seen a bunch of times?!”
Me: “Pretty much.
“Girl: (cue the charm and bargaining tactics)… “Well, why don’t we cuddle up and watch it together? I’d love to watch James Bond with you.”
Me: “S~~~ ain’t happening.”
Girl: (with tears of frustration starting to form)… “Oh my God, why do you have to be such a f~~~ing asshole! You said it was no problem for me to stay over! You never keep your word! I have no idea why I keep seeing you: You lie to me all the time, show me no respect, and treat me like I’m a piece of s~~~!
“Me: *Rips a hellacious fart while buck naked and bending over to pick her clothes up off the floor*
Girl: (shocked and now full-on crying)… “Oh! Real f~~~ing nice, A.V. Yader! And thanks for pointing your hairy ass at me when you did that!”
Me: *Tosses the pile of clothes to her while trying desperately not to laugh*
Girl: “It’s not f~~~ing funny, A.V. Yader!”
Me: *Completely loses it and laughs like a lunatic for about two minutes*
Girl: *Jumps out of bed, throws temper tantrum (which makes me laugh even harder), calls me every name in the book (nothing new there), gets dressed and leaves (thank you)…

So, was that kind of dick move on my part? Sure, but do you think my actions ruined things with this girl? During the course of her tantrum, she said that she never wanted to see me again—do you think that actually happened?

Did she keep her word and follow through on her threat to sever ties and cut all contact with me? Did she go off and find herself a ‘nice guy’ who would treat her right and show her the “respect she deserves”?

Of course she f~~~ing didn’t.

She texted me the very next day to resume her “I can’t believe you” blah blah blah bulls~~~. I was watching On Her Majesty’s Secret Service at the time, and still had 17 more Bond films to watch—so I was pretty busy and wasn’t able to text her back for a few days. But after about a week we’d slept together again.

That’s right: I f~~~ed her, directed an ass-splitting fart at her, kicked her out my place, and apologized for none of it—yet nothing bad resulted from my behavior. In fact, when you do this type of crap to women, it just makes them try harder.

The sex will be more passionate and occur with greater frequency; they’ll be sweeter to you and show you more respect; they’ll even try to be decent people and attempt to impress you. And it’s so easy to make it all happen: all you have to do is disregard their feelings and do whatever the hell you want!

Outside Opinions Are Not Welcome

There’s always going to be pressure coming at you from all sides to do the “right thing.” It will come at you from acquaintances, coworkers, friends, family, and the women you date—all of whom think they have it all figured out and want nothing more than to bring you down to their level. This raises a question: What is the “right thing” in this day and age?

Did a guy who’s on the brink of getting divorce-raped by his unappreciative wife do the “right thing” when he put a ring on it without doing his due diligence first? When a woman destroys herself from a steady diet of loser c~~~ and settles for a man she isn’t all that attracted to and doesn’t respect—is she doing the “right thing”?

Is it the “right thing” to bring children into the world only for them to be raised in a split household by a selfish and conniving single mother, and by a father who’s nothing more than a demoralized wallet stuck on the wrong side of the looking glass?

Is it the “right thing” to treat a self-absorbed career woman like pure gold, when in reality she’s just a step above pure s~~~? As all women descend further and further into moral turpitude, is it the “right thing” to show them respect just because they demand it, yet possess no qualities that actually command it?

Society says: “Yes sir, these are all the right things!” Funny, isn’t it? How everything that is supposedly the “right thing” for a man seems to be nothing more than a one-way ticket to shattered self-respect at best, or complete annihilation at worst.

If a man is willing to tow the line and allow society to dictate his behavior, his decisions, and his values—then that man is on the fast-track to failure and ruin.

The bottom line is this: being a crowd-pleaser will get you nowhere, and if people hate on you and think you’re an asshole for marching to the beat of your own drum—then f~~~’em.

There is no “right thing” anymore.

In Closing

I’ve done a lot of talking about winners and losers in my work here on Return of Kings, but the fact of the matter is there are no winners in the modern dating game; and yes, this applies to women just as much as it applies to men. Women have never been more used and abused, more miserable, and more broken than they are right now.
 
From a surface observation, we think that women have it made:
•They have unlimited dating options
•Zero responsibility
•An army of ass-kissers who think they walk on water;
•Yet the majority of these women are lonely, irresponsible, and dreadfully insecure.

The modern woman is fully aware, deep down, that she isn’t worthy of being loved.

Do you think the girl I kicked out of my place with a nose full of fart actually has it good?

Can you imagine going through life with such little dignity that you would not only tolerate being treated like s~~~, but actually crave it and require it?

Do you know how f~~~ed in the head you would have to be in order for that to seem like a sweet deal?
Suffice it to say: that’s no way to live, and it’s certainly no way to procure respect.
I wouldn’t trade places with her ass for anything.

She is in good company, though: there are millions upon millions of women just like her. If it weren’t for their noxious personalities and over-inflated egos, one might find it within himself to feel pity for these women, but that’s not in the cards at this stage in the game: the damage is done.

What one can do, however, is take solace in the fact that this poor behavior is simply a defense mechanism to sooth the festering rot and self-hatred trapped within—they’re compensating, plain and simple.
Women and reality have a long history of not getting along with one another.

As for the women who aren’t compensating and actually believe in their own bulls~~~: they are either completely delusional, mentally ill, or both; and there’s certainly plenty of these types running around out there as well.

Granted, this information does nothing to make their behavior more tolerable. But it does help to reinforce that these women are, without a doubt, total f~~~ing losers—they wouldn’t keep returning like boomerangs to be treated poorly if this wasn’t the case. They’re nothing to envy, and giving up the bachelor lifestyle for one is completely out of the question.

It’s not about winning anymore with women—

you can’t win.

At this stage,

it’s all about not losing.

There are a thousand ways to lose, but there’s only one way to not lose: become an unapologetic asshole (if you’re not one already).

(Note from Reality – and NEVER Marry or Co-Habitate – this is KEY)

This is not some seduction strategy or game advice—it’s a life requirement.

It’s a survival tactic that will help you succeed during these turbulent times. I’m not suggesting you behave like I do, I can’t define your morals and I don’t want to—it’s on you to figure that out for yourself. What I am saying, though, is that you should never put your dignity and self-respect on the negotiating table. In other words: don’t be a spineless pussy.

People, especially women, will try to steamroller you if they think they can get away with it—don’t f~~~ing let them, ever. You should only do what’s best for you and for the people you love, and, most importantly, who love you too and will always have your back. Everyone else be damned.

Lastly, don’t you ever worry about those people who decide to play the game and do the “right thing.” They won’t have any trouble finding you once their little dream world turns to s~~~ and they need some guidance or moral support. All they’ll need to do is look down the road less traveled, and once they spot the guy that’s holding a bag full of money, doing whatever the f~~~ he wants with a smile on his face…
Then they’ll know when they’ve found you.

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From: http://www.returnofkings.com/66782/how-to-deal-with-people-who-hate-on-your-lifestyle

with a couple of notes that I added in

[Anonymous 3]

Return of Kings? Isn’t that the guy that lives at home with his parents?

[Won'tGetFooledAgainParticipant 3293]

Being divorced I have seen both sides of the married/batchelor lifestyle and I have to say I agree with this article. It is only once you have been married yourself you see what a s~~~ty deal it really is.

In my post divorce dating I have treated several women like the article above and they have been the ones that would do anything for me and were always desperate to hook up. I could text them to say I would be over in an hour for sex and they would always say yes even though they knew I would be leaving straight after. I would arrange to see them on a Saturday night and cancel at the last minute for a better offer and they would be p~~~ed off but would still want to see me.

Not being a spineless pussy is the best way in life, being a nice guy door mat just means people will f~~~ you over at every opportunity. We are led to believe that all of those men who get divorced raped are assholes who treated their wives badly and cheated on them. This is bulls~~~ fed to men by feminists to hide the real reason they got divorced. The reality is the majority of divorced men are decent, nice guys who loved their children, did everything for their wives and were good providers. Unfortunately this is not what women want deep down, they don’t want a spineless pussy, they want a guy to be in charge and to show them who is boss.

So they get divorced and start f~~~ing asshole Chads who treat them like s~~~.

For women, everything eventually boils down to Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

[Professor ChaosParticipant 489]

Nah, I’m good.

Jerking off is better when compared to changing my personality to an asshole (And I’m doing fine in this turbulent economy being a nice guy) and dealing with damaged women.

[NerevarParticipant 8040]

By the gods, what a great read! Thanks, brother! And:

blasting some ear-raping heavy metal

Yeah \m/ Gonna turn on Marduk’s Christraping Black Metal right now.

"One of the best things internet exposed is just how insane women are." - Freeman_K

[Anonymous 3]

Professor Chaos wrote:

Nah, I’m good.

Jerking off is better when compared to changing my personality to an asshole (And I’m doing fine in this turbulent economy being a nice guy) and dealing with damaged women.

I would agree with you. I even said the same thing! Yet there is a disturbing question: what is a nice guy?
Is it one that respects other people? And when they don’t respect you back, what does a nice guy?

I would not fart on anyone, but is it not things like a mental fart done to you?

[Professor ChaosParticipant 489]

Anonymous wrote:

Professor Chaos wrote:

Nah, I’m good.

Jerking off is better when compared to changing my personality to an asshole (And I’m doing fine in this turbulent economy being a nice guy) and dealing with damaged women.

I would agree with you. I even said the same thing! Yet there is a disturbing question: what is a nice guy?
Is it one that respects other people? And when they don’t respect you back, what does a nice guy?

I would not fart on anyone, but is it not things like a mental fart done to you?

Yes, a nice person like myself gives others respect. I cut them out of my life if they don’t respect me back. Period.

Life is too short to be surrounded by assholes and parasitic women.

If I’m not banging 10’s or a multi-millionaire by being a nice guy than so be it…I sleep well at night.

[Solo MAN’S WisdomParticipant]

@realitybites. That was PURE genius. Thanks for a great laugh.

When women lead, destruction is the destination. -- Me.

[HitmanParticipant]

thanks for the good article.
basic MGHOW 101.
why throw your freedom away…?
being on your own is awesome !

[Ronin De NiroParticipant 200]

Anonymous wrote:

Return of Kings? Isn’t that the guy that lives at home with his parents?

Is this the same guy that is fat and shame others to improve theirselves for the “ladies”?

[The_YoungParticipant 1073]

You lie to me all the time, show me no respect, and treat me like I’m a piece of s~~~!
“Me: *Rips a hellacious fart while buck naked and bending over to pick her clothes up off the floor*
Girl: (shocked and now full-on crying)… “Oh! Real f~~~ing nice, A.V. Yader! And thanks for pointing your hairy ass at me when you did that!”
Me: *Tosses the pile of clothes to her while trying desperately not to laugh*

My mom from two floors up asked me why I was laughing so hard.

Brother, we need to stick together.

[Wolf redpillmanSpectator 1658]

Well put

[StargazerParticipant 12505]

That absolute WALL of text was hard to choke down but I suppose it would be useful information to young men who were raised to worship women and who believe women have every advantage when it comed to dating.

At the end of the day, though, it strikes me as more tradcon/PUA than MGTOW, really. Sure, there are men whose “own way” still include women but I suspect they’re more focused on how to avoid the risks involved rather than detailed philosophies about how to get them into bed and psychologically dominate them.

On the other hand, I supposed it’s up to young guys like you to let young women know that their days of wine and roses are coming to a close. If that’s what it takes to teach men to stop being afraid of women then so be it.

[Anonymous 3]

Professor Chaos wrote:

Yes, a nice person like myself gives others respect. I cut them out of my life if they don’t respect me back. Period.

That is a great answer!
The trouble is that sometimes people (mostly women) are so in your face that they simply refuse to acknowledge what you are saying. In this example he says “leave” and she starts asking for reasons and justifications.

If the situation where between men, that would be called an escalation, and there is a point where you go physical.
Now, women will have no limit. There would be no end to the arguments, the shamming, the crying… If we are limited by our respectfully ways, then we are in their hands.

I do understand you. I am the same. I feel the same. I cringe with this respect thing. Yet I now believe that I am wrong and sometimes we have to drop the respect for people that abuse it.

This was a 5 star article!

[sidecarParticipant 35837]

RealityBites wrote:

Dealing With A Female Example
Have you ever had a woman visiting your place for the first time and watched her as she looked around and examined everything?

Of course not. Never, ever, bring them back to your place. Always at her place, never at yours. Even letting them know your address is usually a mistake.

RealityBites wrote:

Me: “Well, it’s about that time…” (while pushing her head off me and climbing out of bed)
Girl: “Time for what, babe?”
Me: “For you to get going, of course.”

Nah man. It’s supposed to be:

: “Time for ME to get going, of course. See you later.”

Then you get dressed and leave. See how much easier that is?

RealityBites wrote:

It’s not about winning anymore with women—

you can’t win.

Of course you can win. If you’re not winning, you’re playing the wrong game.

You win the moment you stop playing their game.

[ConstantineParticipant 4420]

Thanks for the good read RealityBites. You live up to your namesake. Every segment rang true. The first thing that a woman does when she visits your place for the first time is examine the scenery, mentally remapping the entire area. And if you’ve ever wanted a woman to call you back, all you have to do is act snarky or disinterested. It’s incredible that you’re more likely to gain a woman’s attention by p~~~ing her off than by being sweet to her.

One of my exes sent me a text at the end of our relationship, saying that she was officially cutting me off. No matter what else I sent her, she wouldn’t be replying to it. This was a relief to hear, and just to be decent, I sent her one last message saying “Well thanks for the good times, and take care of yourself.” By the following afternoon, I had about six new texts from her. The day after that, four more. For someone so vocal on cutting me off, she sure sucked at it.

I wouldn’t care so much, except that they always complain that it’s men’s fault and that all men are scum, when half the time they’re the ones actively seeking out guys who will treat them like crap. The fact is that they’re a lot more shallow than they’d like to admit. They want a sexy ambercombie trophy on their arms, who they can claim to one and all was steered back to a normal life by her. Then they bitch about male privilege, patriarchy and rape when it all goes wrong. Meanwhile there are probably tonnes of guys in her “friend zone” who would worship her, but they get turned down for superficial reasons (isn’t hot enough, doesn’t have enough money, isn’t enough of a challenge etc.).

To see what is in front of one's nose requires a constant struggle. -Orwell

[WhackerGuy2030Participant 999]

Such a moment appropriate article. My buddy is entering week two after having a bang-all-weekend with a big gal. She’s been trying all sorts of s~~~ to get her relationship claws into him.
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Is it possible that this collection of men here has completely mapped the entire female brain that these tactics are easily spotted? I’ve only been here a few months, and I already feel infinitely smarter having done the reading I have.
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She pulled the same s~~~, cased the joint, tried volunteering her way into his remodel project, conning her way into staying over about every other night since he banged her, making dates 3 months into the future.
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I think he’ll survive this one, but she’s pushing him to the point where he’s gonna have to put her down hard. I told him to expect her to try to explode and try bully him into a relationship to prove he “isn’t a player” as a last resort.

[RealityBitesParticipant 2198]

I am not into the PUA scene, nor am I banging my head against a concrete wall like the guys in the MRA community trying to change the system: it’s just too big.

But I thought…the article had some useful information in it. Notably Staying SINGLE and FREE.
But if a guy wants to still bang women…well being a charming asshole is the way to do it. Confuse the hell out of women, be unpredictable, be selfish and completely self centered.

Abide by the golden rule of only responding 2 times for every 3 times she texts/calls, always saying less than her. Giving women very short ambiguous answers, and letting them know that you have options (other women)…

Always increase their insecurities and mate competition.
And be sure to treat them like s~~~, because other than looks and a wet orfice: that is all they really bring to the table.

[StargazerParticipant 12505]

Constantine wrote:

One of my exes sent me a text at the end of our relationship, saying that she was officially cutting me off. No matter what else I sent her, she wouldn’t be replying to it. This was a relief to hear, and just to be decent, I sent her one last message saying “Well thanks for the good times, and take care of yourself.” By the following afternoon, I had about six new texts from her. The day after that, four more. For someone so vocal on cutting me off, she sure sucked at it.

Of course you now realize that she didn’t fail at cutting you off but rather that she had no intention of actually cutting you off, it was just a tactic to make you feel you’d lost her so that you would try to get her back.

She was manipulating you… and it worked becuae you responded.

The last woman I dumped was because she pulled a dramatic move where she told me she “felt uncomfortable” around me and needed some time to think about if she wanted to see me again. She grabbed her s~~~ and walked out the door and I simply went on with my life.

A week later she texted me with some more passive agressive crap about how shes still not sure how she feels but my silence indicated how I felt. I texted her these exact words “As far as i am concerned, our relationship ended when you decided to walk out my door. That is all i have to say.”

She sent a few more angry texts but I never responded to her and that was the last ive ever heard of her. I refused to play along with her s~~~ test and allow myself to get engaged in an argument or even to wish her well. I wasnt lying when I said our relationship was over. I no longer gave a s~~~ what she thought or what happened to her… she lost that privilege when she tried to bulls~~~ me.

This is how you deal with women: Why they do what they do is irrelevant. Even they dont understand and couldn’t explain themselves if they wanted to. Once they cross your boundaries, though, all that matters is what YOU do. You simply shut them out and give them nothing. If they come back openly remorseful and legitimately trying to better themselves, you can choose to let them back in if you wish. Otherwise, let them freeze in the cold.

[StargazerParticipant 12505]

RealityBites wrote:

I am not into the PUA scene, nor am I banging my head against a concrete wall like the guys in the MRA community trying to change the system: it’s just too big.

But I thought…the article had some useful information in it. Notably Staying SINGLE and FREE.
But if a guy wants to still bang women…well being a charming asshole is the way to do it. Confuse the hell out of women, be unpredictable, be selfish and completely self centered.

Abide by the golden rule of only responding 2 times for every 3 times she texts/calls, always saying less than her. Giving women very short ambiguous answers, and letting them know that you have options (other women)…

Always increase their insecurities and mate competition.
And be sure to treat them like s~~~, because other than looks and a wet orfice: that is all they really bring to the table.

This sounds EXACTLY like PUA strategy. Techniques for catching and psychologically undermining women to make them work to win your approval by giving you sex.

A more MGTOW perspective would be avoid marriage because it’s a contract that binds you to exconomic slavery and there is no way out. Having a child will just make it worse. Your life has value without women and you should live how you want according to your ideals, goals and dreams. And maybe if some woman wants to bang you as a result of you being an awesome, powerful man who doesnt give a s~~~ what people think, then have at it but be prepared for the consequences.

MGTOW is like “If you happen to find some gold coins in a can while hiking on a mountain, you can pick them but but be ready for the whole world to get in your s~~~ about them.” whereas what you’ve been writing sounds more like “Go to school and study security systems so that you can learn how to rob a bank because banks cheat people and deserved to be broken into and looted.”

Quite a different point of view on the value of seeking wealth (obviously similee for sex in this case), wouldnt you say?

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