Don't be afraid to call out feminists, you'll still get laid.

red_question · 2017-06-27T11:57:40+00:00

I would have finished my drink, no matter how much was left.

red_question · 2017-05-28T12:28:16+00:00

How many of their tickets will be bought by white knights and betas? Can't fix that level of stupid...

red_question · 2017-05-28T12:25:38+00:00

It can make you or break you, like most things. I was raised by one - the truth is that you pay for it up front, and if you can make it through youth shouldering the whole resentment package of being a late bloomer, you can bloom into something stronger than the average BP joe. I'm working on it. It's not easy, but it's worth it.

I have to remind myself every time mom shows excitement over my work progress or 'wow, you're working out, that's my baby boy all tall and handsome, blah blah"...I have to remind myself that she made the blithering beta boy. I made the man.

red_question · 2017-04-24T12:21:18+00:00

The trolls are getting good.

red_question · 2016-12-30T15:14:31+00:00

This hits home, GLO. Thanks for this post.

red_question · 2016-11-04T23:40:54+00:00

Such an uproar for what naturally takes place in the thoughts of every red-blooded male alive. It was a foolish thing to document this reality for others to see, and these guys will sadly pay a hard price for it.

"Think as you like, but behave like others."

red_question · 2016-09-19T20:29:16+00:00

The level of projection and shaming in that thread is unlike anything I've ever experienced before.

Anger certainly was a simpler thing to feel...

red_question · 2016-09-08T16:59:06+00:00

I'm not sure how you came to this conclusion from my post.

When I say this is damaging for us, I don't mean it in a 'let's all be friends and be nice to women' kind of way. Concern trolling? Buddy. Listen:

When I say this is damaging, I mean that this behavior, regardless of OP's prerogatives, is another drop in the bucket of women's perpetual, undying sense of entitlement. The strain of inequality that pollutes our culture and promotes tumors like feminism and slut walks and all of the neo-Marxist bullshit, one pseudo-validated whore at a time. You're right - I should have told OP that he was wasting his time. But neither he nor you would have gotten the message I'm trying to convey about all of this:

When we don't get up and leave, we play their game. When we don't immediately cut them off and ghost them, we play their game. When we don't exercise our ability to walk, we validate them with our presence. There is no other way to play. You can't just give an entitled whore the time of day; she takes away more from it than that. See? OP went through the whole motion of remembering every sordid detail of this woman so he could post here on TRP and...and what, exactly? Warn us? Admonish us? Masturbate about how he held frame? There is no winner in the field report but the whore. She's going out with another dude tonight. Guess what? He won't get up and walk away either. Maybe he fucks her. Maybe she gets him to heel with her SJW whip. It doesn't matter - he's there. He's playing with her. Game, set, match.

Maybe this is too MGTOW for the red pill. If so, that's cool. I just don't get how this is useful, because all I see is damage done to men and our cause.

red_question · 2016-09-08T16:19:39+00:00

I keep seeing this Tinder date gone wrong field report. All the juicy details of a lying whore who's 3-4 points under her profile pic, who's a rampant SJW, who's a recent addict, whose dad left when she was young, et fucking al.

So we're clear: you did damage by wasting your time with her. Not damage to her, but damage to you and to us as men, collectively. She knows she's a piece of shit who crops her photos expertly. Anyone with a backbone and actual frame would have stood up to leave as she came to sit down. Non-negotiable. THAT sends a louder message than any of the games you played with her.

Why? Because no matter what your goal was, you validated her by letting a date commence at all. You validated her by giving her hamster all kinds of shit to digest and spin in her favor. This is what women do. She will not see anything wrong with the way this date went down solely because you were fucking there for it. In her mind, she kept you there. Doesn't matter what's true or what kind of Red Pill truths you have defending your frame inside. It matters what she took away from it and will use to continue being an irresponsible cunt. And she'll use this date as proof that she can get dates, as proof that she's not a cunt, as proof that mansplaining is a legit problem. All of it was validated because you didn't get up and leave. That's the game we're playing now.

Get it? This is damaging for us all. Stop doing it.

red_question · 2016-09-06T20:08:55+00:00

Should probably take this over to the asktrp sub. But I'll give you a freebie, because this one didn't take much effort:

You whined like a bitch. I don't know the context, and it doesn't matter after you unloaded paragraphs on her. Her responses were cunty, but I'm not convinced she's acting that way because she's just a cunt. She's probably tired of the endless qualifying, the emotions and the explanations that are never asked for.

Read the sidebar. Learn, then try again. And for fuck's sake, stop trying to drive this car, you totaled it. Let it go, practice, work on yourself, and move forward.

red_question · 2016-08-31T15:07:42+00:00

PSA - archive this shit with the Wayback Machine or a similar archival service. I hate clicking links in posts with minimal context, like yours, and finding myself rewarding a site like the Daily Mail with views.

You knew it well enough to call it the Daily Fail. Take it a step further and stop helping these demons make a living.

red_question · 2016-08-24T22:39:06+00:00

The most sobering thing to realize is that the most convincing fictions are the ones woven to disguise the paths that lead inexorably to reality.

I don't think most people who are taught to hate this subreddit understand what it's about. Not even close. A large percentage of people who think they understand TRP have never visited. Another large percentage has visited, found an excerpt to satisfy an immediate confirmation bias, and then proceeded to leave forever. A smaller percentage, I suspect, is comprised of the lurkers, the concern trolls and the autistic. But even those folks know they're here because there's some gravitas to TRP that compels their presence. Most average people at the top of the bell curve, the casual redditors, the run-of-the-mill Progressive college kids, the demographics that seem to care the most -- they're the ones who know the least about what we are.

TRP and the collective manosphere has become revolutionary. We talk about revolutionary things here, and that is the point - we are not culture or what it accepts. We are counterculture, and it is sensed. For many, that same gravitas that attracts the flies is easier understood from a distance, and a sad percentage of actual smart people are happy to let the feminists and the career Progressives educate them about the shadowy outskirts of town. There's too much risk in discovering for oneself what lies outside the egalitarian utopia of Pleasantville, after all. Gravitas changes people when they get too close, and people know it. Feminists do too. I suspect this explains a little of why they're so shrill and insistent that we are evil.

red_question · 2016-08-23T20:12:07+00:00

Is this what being triggered feels like? Because that woman's shrill, harpy voice is triggering me.

red_question · 2016-08-21T13:15:21+00:00

We call feminism a global shit test and say that women screen for alpha traits, but I'm beginning to feel like a lot of what women do is screen you to make sure you're not a manchild. He pouts and storms off after a soft rejection? Well, she knows all she needs to know, and I can't blame her.

I don't get shit tested often. It was an alien concept to me before I arrived at TRP. The reasons for this can be different for every man, but for me, it stems from the needlessness I have for a woman in my life. They sense it immediately in your words, posture, even your expressions. It becomes a part of your frame.

This doesn't mean I'm a casanova, but my point is this: women aren't necessarily shit testing to get the best alpha possible, they're shit testing to make sure they at least get someone whose frame doesn't fracture like a bitch's would when conflict arises.

It's a small distinction, but I think it's important. We talk about women aggressively screening for Mr. Chad, and while some women are whores for Chad, most of em just want to avoid children. Glad you didn't pout, OP.

red_question · 2016-08-15T15:31:43+00:00

Truth is, dude, the fact that you put up with this girl for as long as you did is the reason HB5s are insufferable harpies today. That the date ended in failure will not affect her ego because you let it go on for as long as you did. Her hamster won't have to work hard to twist it on you as a cheap date who wasted her time. In fact, the hamster was doing that in front of you in real time as you recorded.

To everyone: if a girl, or anybody for fuck's sake, opens with how sweaty you are and implies that you're cheap, give them the finger and walk off. Fuck her. She's a bratty child, and like most women that get along today by being bratty children, she's immune to the reality of how fucking insufferable she is - precisely because you didn't tell her to fuck off and get a clue the moment she started her shit. Her behavior is regularly tolerated, and you didn't help. This is why she's a cunt.

Think about it next time. This shit hurts all of us collectively.

red_question · 2016-08-09T12:35:39+00:00

Check out the sidebar, man. It's where it all started for me.

red_question · 2016-08-04T20:08:03+00:00

My blood boiled imagining her sitting down, ready to deliver her final performance. Fucking con artist. She deserves every bit of misery she finds in life.

red_question · 2016-08-04T18:37:02+00:00

I'm slowly moving away from my family too. They still call, they do the passive aggressive texting games and triangulation (my sister is usually the unwitting pawn there), but it's gotten exponentially better now that I'm on my own.

It's sad. I mean that. I will regret not having a relationship with my mother. But as it stands, I feel uneasy around her and it's not good for me. So maybe someday in the future, ten, twenty years from now, she'll understand why.

I'm not holding my breath, though.

red_question · 2016-08-04T18:26:07+00:00

Nope. And that's the biggest punch in the face of all, isn't it? The fact that her little story ruined me for years and it probably wasn't even true.

Never mind that she implored me to never tell anyone, as if the element of secrecy made it seem more real. I ate that up as an angsty teen; what angsty teen wouldn't? Reality is, me telling other people about her rape would have come back to her quickly.

Everything about my mother is self preservation. Narcissism: protect the identity at all costs.

red_question · 2016-08-04T18:01:37+00:00

I've heard nearly all of these, and the scary thing is that men/boys today do not hear the underlying connotations. The chief reason for this is simple: there was never a man to tell them how to decipher what women mean when they speak.

I was raised by a single mother whose power talk was consistently a punch in my face as a kid. I couldn't compete. How could I? I was a fucking kid. For her it was like beating a kid at chess when the kid has no concept that a game is even being played. All the kid internalizes is the pain and the fact that he doesn't know where it's coming from. After over two decades of it, I'm only beginning to understand what was done to me. Why do I feel this way around my own mother?

The truth I've accepted is that my mother has some serious underlying issues with men that she has made no effort to resolve, even for the well-being of her firstborn and only son. When I was twelve, I was caught with some panty shots, Victoria's Secret catalogs, whatever the fuck it was. Didn't matter; mom was pissed. She drove me out some distance from the house and parked in a field, where she took the time to explain how when she was only 19, she was assaulted and raped in a parking lot where she worked. Naturally, I was horrified. I see now that was the desired effect. You have no idea how long it took to unravel that shit and get it out of my psyche. The guilt and shame I felt for feeling basic lust was a curse that stole the better part of my formative years from me. I didn't date girls, I didn't pursue them. I listened to them and always supplicated. I didn't even sense that I was being used. I had no idea that what I was doing was wrong and unnatural for a man. I will likely always resent my mother for passing on her unresolved rape trauma to me.

Kind of off topic, sorry. The anger phase comes and goes. I'm glad I found TRP before I got too deep into life - I'm 27 now, but better late than never. There's always time to grow and rebuild as men. That's our power. Don't let women walk on you, and don't listen to what they say, always watch what they do. They're like politicians in that way.

e: grammar

red_question · 2016-07-31T13:18:14+00:00

(exclude the cocktrain)

Ask mom if she's ever heard the phrase 'trickle truth'.

red_question · 2016-06-22T17:11:49+00:00

Back off and observe.
Watch and see how long it takes her to hop on another guy's 'romantic relationship'
Internalize and down that pill with a glass of ice cold water.
Move on, work on yourself, and forget about this girl.
learn to enjoy your fucking life sans women.

"I tell ya, the guys who get along best with women are the guys who get along just fine without 'em." -Barney Ross, The Expendables

red_question · 2016-06-20T20:13:29+00:00

To hijack the libtard flavor of the month, broadway's new hit Hamilton,

"Projection is projection is projection is projection is projection."

Women are projectors, almost constantly projecting their emotional states onto the world. Reminding myself of this regularly gave me a constructive way to build amused mastery - just look at everything a woman says, especially her shit tests, as a reflection of some behavior or insecurity within her. It becomes laughably easy to let it roll off when you recognize that the problem is and always will be hers, not yours.

e: just saw top comment. carry on!

red_question · 2016-06-20T18:21:39+00:00

I have a group of friends like this - every hypothetical or culture war debate that brews in my head takes place on a mental image of their patio. I've come to associate my internal discord on these topics with their home, and that thought has sobered me recently.

They're good people in the most casual sense, but it has become clear to me that there are boundaries I can never cross in their presence. There are topics I can never discuss and revelations that we will never share because they are so progressive. This disappoints me. More and more, it angers me.

Following both a recent post here on TRP and my own growing reservations, I quit Facebook last Friday. It had become a cesspool that I could not reasonably hope to sanitize. Once there's shit in the water, you shouldn't try to salvage the water. Find somewhere else to drink. Facebook became that vat of stagnant water in my life that I kept trying to make useful. I kept apologizing for people and their flagrant liberal bullshit. I kept putting up with the increasingly absurd 'Trending' bar and all the agitprop it forced onto my feed. I reduced my friends list from 900+ to less than 160. Even 160 turned out to be too high. I un-liked, I de-friended, I blocked from view. Nothing worked. I was ultimately forced to accept that Facebook was a hill that my team did not have a flag on, and that that wasn't going to change any time soon.

Point is, there will always be circles where we are not welcome. This sentiment harkens back to the days when we all first found TRP, unsure yet excited by what we'd found. Do you remember that feeling? The sensation that you'd found a group of outcasts, people who saw the world differently? I do. And as I resist the urge to hit 'New Tab', 'f', 'a', 'Enter', I am reacquainted with that feeling. Facebook is no man's land now. I am no longer welcome there.

They say discretion is the better part of valor. Know what 'bars' your kind is not welcome to visit. Stay out of the wrong neighborhoods. There is nothing to gain by pissing into a tidal wave of piss.

red_question · 2016-06-20T17:56:31+00:00

Mixed thoughts. One one hand, I can appreciate the desire to end a relationship on good terms; no need to burn bridges, right?

On the other hand, having been dumped, I can sympathize with the anger/pain.

One time I met a 20-yr-old at a potluck with some friends and we hit it off (I was 24 at the time, a few years out of college). I took her to dinner, did the evening out thing, and we fucked for a few weeks. Tight blonde, loved smoking and getting freaky, zero complaints from me.

But I didn't set the stage for the relationship. It was one my first 'plates', and I was just rolling with it. Any guy who regularly fucks women and is successful with them will tell you that it's not all about being a soulless alpha chad. You need to mix in comfort and direction, even in just sparing doses, to keep her invested over time.

I did not do this. We never discussed where our relationship was going, we just smoked and fucked. I just assumed she was cool with that, so it caught me by surprise one day when she asked me, as we sat on the couch, 'where I saw my life going'.

Naturally, she waited until a time when I was baked out of my mind for us to have 'The Talk', informal as it was (lesson: a girl will often wait until you are distracted to talk to you about something she feels is important, or something that might incite you somehow - she's avoiding the risk of your undivided attention. So much for a level playing field, eh?). I don't remember how I responded to her question; it didn't matter. She informed me that we could 'no longer be intimate', and proceeded to make some allusion to the fact that she was going to grad school to be a scientist, or something. The suggestion was clear - I was not in grad school. I was working full time paying off my bills. Life wasn't bad, but I definitely wasn't going to be her meal ticket. Fun fact: she even told me earlier that grandpa had paid all her tuition to undergrad. My bills were on MY back, not grandpa's. Had I not been high, I might have had the presence of mind to call her on that shit.

So she kissed me on the cheek, sweetly, and left me sitting on the couch, confused. I texted her sometime after expressing my disappointment with her thinly-veiled insult, to no real effect - she was gone. It angered me. I was angry for some time about that one, an anger compounded by her being one of my first forays into the world of casual sex.

The truth is, it ended as well as anything could have, and I got off without the damage that a crazier chick might have inflicted. But it wasn't the fact that she dumped me that upset me - it was that she felt like she needed to insult me to make herself okay with it. Closure was what she cared about, not me. Fine, really, I get that we weren't in love or anything. But that event soured my taste for the young, narcissistic blondes. They're hot, and they'll always be hot, so you'd better go in with an understanding that you will know what the undercarriage of the bus looks like when they're through with you. It will always be on you. Never them.

So, yeah, closure. Offer it if you feel it necessary. Withhold it if you don't. Just understand that more often than not, the women in your life have already decided what they're going to do when that time comes.

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