The truth about men hitting 50

[EyeswideopenParticipant 2930]

Cash is King.

I’m late 30s, paid house, MD wages.

I’m athletic, well spoken, but not a GQ model by any extent. In physical looks, maybe a 6.

Yet, somehow I’m suddenly super attractive to the 20-25 year olds. Nothing’s changed in the last 20 years except my net worth. Occam’s Razor.

- Marriage is described as an institution. You would have to be crazy to be commited to it. -"If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal. Not people or things" Albert Einstein

[Can’t Stump TrumpParticipant]

That was a very inspiring and empowering post. Men need to hear and read stories like this so they know it gets better. Society takes everything from men and gives it to women, but as you get older and women start hitting the wall, nature restores the balance.

Women are better at multitasking? Fucking up several things at once is not multitasking.

[MrMeParticipant 651]

Young Mgtow here. Looking forward to finish university and make the bucks for myself. Im old to be in university (32 years old) but I noticed already the young chix turning heads … even the teachers.

But I don’t care, im not there for them, im there for myself and my future patients. I will make my life awesome and I will be the one making the invitations to my party, everyone else can go fk themselves.

[Anonymous 14]

I am mid-forties, so I almost there Chir. I can remember in high school a buddy once said to me “Life would suck without a sex drive”. Now, when you are 16 this seems like sound logic, but it is not. In my mid forties and there is still a sex drive, but it is fading for sure, and guess what? I love it. Women size me up differently than theY did when I was young. When you are young it is all about attraction, when in college it is about attraction and how much they think you will be making in the future, when you are middle aged it is all about how much money you have. Do you have a house and a nice car? If so your stock goes up a few hundred percent with the ladies, even younger ones will chase you from time to time…

Personally, with the sex drive fading it frees me up to be more about me, f~~~ chasing skirts that used to get me into trouble and cost money. In a way it can also send you back to the pre-pubescent days when your guy friends were your entire world. Camping, fishing, hunting, working on cars… Money? Well well now, I sure as s~~~ will be spending it on MYSELF instead of having it leeched out of me like some of the chicks in my 20’s and 30’s did…Toys? Yea, now they are guns and fishing gear, video games, and car stuff…

Being single and middle aged is awesome.

[MACHOParticipant]

Great post Chir!! I’m part of that club now and indeed there are many advantages!

chir wrote:

Fifty is a magic number. You’re not dead yet, but a certain power comes over you. You have zero need for a woman yet women want you more because women desire security above all else

At 50 one can control more easily his sex drive if he wishes to!

Anonymous wrote:

Personally, with the sex drive fading it frees you up to be more about you, f~~~ chasing skirts that get you into trouble and cost money

You must own a better Crystal ball than I

[Modern Day WarriorParticipant 499]

chir wrote:

I’m not stupid enough to think I’m so damned good looking that women are just dying to be with me. Hardly. It’s money, pure and simple.

I concur. I’m a totally average-looking guy, though in pretty good shape for 53. Where the women express more interest is when they find out what I do for a living, because they associate a good income with such a job title. So they flirt, and are subsequently confused when I walk away.

"One must put up barriers to keep oneself intact." - Neil Peart

[Rolling Tin FistParticipant 484]

EXTERIOR: NIGHT, SOME CLUB IN COLOMBIA

Some 20-something gringo is trying too hard to hit on an early 20-something, lovely chica who’s chatting with me.

When I was his age, I’d be in a huff trying to fight him off. However, I’m amused at his bravado, but poor game, and so I let it play out.

He gets shot down kinda hard after missing her previously, subtle hint that she’s with someone.

What he doesn’t know is that she is by no means mine, it’s just my turn. He walks away somewhat confused.

Me: Don’t be too hard on him, he just likes you a lot that’s all.

Her: He’s not a man.

Me: Sure he is. He’s at least 20, 21, like you… (Amused Mastery kicking in)

Her: No….You’re a man.

Me: How do you know I’m a man, and he’s not?

She smiles, then deftly, but politely, points to my gray stubble, and then points to the bottle of good scotch whiskey on our table.

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It’s obvious (i.e. ye olde hypergamy) when I’m in the States, but ridiculous when I’m abroad. I’ve got just a few years until the half-century mark, but I’ve gotta say that no matter how hard I try to downplay it, the hungry ones and the pros, can sniff me out. Even after I tell them I have a wife and kids, they are anywhere from indifferent to emboldened.

To paraphrase Biggie Smalls, when I was dead broke, I couldn’t imagine this.

"Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another" - H. L. Mencken

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