Mass murdering betas are 100% the fault of bad, (usually single) mothers. (There’s your out of context quote for lulz, for you r-thebluepill and SRS lurkers out there)

Much hay is being made in the media recently abut the Oregon shooting. All of the usual suspects are being discussed, debated, explored; we are getting the usual mental masturbation about gun control from Hillary Clinton, and we are getting the usual mental masturbation about “mental illness” from the Info-Babes at Fox News. Around and around the mulberry bush we go, time and time again, weeks pass, then months, attention fades away, blood stains get scrubbed, and everybody goes home, the discussion to be shelved until another Poindexter somewhere in middle America decides to trade his Texas Instruments calculator for a Bushmaster XM-15 with an ACOG scope, and reprogram his Google Maps to confuse “community college” with “shooting range”.

And we all sit and wonder why. Well, your benevolent Uncle Whoregan is here to tell you why:

Men must have a purpose. Without a purpose they have no value. (this is my tl/dr, btw)

See, this is what the Beta media, the Egghead pundits, the cable news talking heads either cannot or willfully will not understand. Let’s step back for a minute.

As we all know and have observed and discussed with much frequency here in our little whiskey room called TRP, women have innate value, men do not. Women are born with their value, and of course, that value is in her ability to give birth to children. When those little mosquito bites in 4th grade turn into nice shapely breasts in high school, when those hips start to fill out, when those oh-so-precious ovum start to be released on nature’s calendar, that is nature’s way of demonstrating her innate value not only to her, but to the world.

I am woman! Watch me give birth!

Of course she does need a few minutes of a man’s time to make that happen. But that’s all she really needs, is a FEW minutes. Now, what do we know about men? Well, first, they make up half of the population. Second, they are carrying around the sperm the woman needs to fulfill her purpose and therefore her natural value. And guess what? There is a metric fuck ton of sperm out there. Gazillions upon gazillions of sperm flowing in endless rivers of semen.

And the woman only needs one of them. Let that simmer for a second. No, put the gun down.

Why are you fucking rambling on like a 9th grade health teacher JP?!?!?!

Here’s the point I’m making. Women are told from the time they are able to speak that they are valuable. That they are special. That they mustn’t do really much of anything unless it fancies them, and even if they don’t, they are still special and valuable. And guess what? They are. It is not a defect of nature, but a feature. It’s their job to tend the gates of the gene pool and make sure only the most worthy pass.

Well, the societal problem that has arisen is that these women, freed from the responsibility of faithful marriage, are now raising BOYS in the same exact manner that they raise their daughters. They are telling their young sons that they are innately special, that they are innately valuable. Millions upon millions of young boys are being raised, constantly reminded that they are special and valuable and they mustn’t ever ever be violent, confrontational, or competitive.

Side note:

Does anybody think it’s a coincidence that 80% of all school teachers are women, and that

  • keeping score is now prohibited in most elementary and middle school sports
  • if they allow competitive sports at all
  • and if they do, everybody gets a fucking “participation trophy”?

This is the impetus, the nucleus of the problem.

These boys, raised by bad, often single, mothers, are being fed the idea that they must not have a purpose in life to be happy.

Well, now these same boys are graduating high school, going off to receive more feminist indoctrination in post-secondary education, also run by women, who feed them more of this bullshit. The problem arrives when they get to the real world, and realize that they aren’t worth shit unless they have a purpose. Their boss doesn’t slap a gold star on their forehead just for showing up to work on time. The women in their lives don’t give them sex just because they have a penis attached to a skinny fat body.

Mommy never told him that if he sucks at his job, he’s gonna get shit-canned. Mommy never told him that, yes, if you lose the baseball game 9-2, YOU SUCK. Mommy never told him that if he didn’t hit the gym, he’d be spending his 20’s jacking off to porn and not smashing poon. Mommy never told him that women are attracted to masculine dominance, and if you act like a doormat you’re gonna be sniffing a whole bunch of Nikes.

And why didn’t mommy ever tell her son these things? Because mommy never had to go through these things as a little girl. Who’s job is it to tell a young boy/man these things? That’s right. His (now absent/emasculated) father.

He was also told that well, even if he was an awkward, skinny-fat dork, as long as he got a good job and made a lot of money, there would at least be a wife and kids in the picture sometime in his early 20's. Well, we all know how that sort of thing conflicts with the growing female desire for the Cock Carousel.

And this, my friends, is where shit goes sideways.

Johnny Beta has just discovered, far, far too late, that without a purpose in life, he’s worthless. This is jarring to his psyche and ego, because quite literally, he doesn’t have the first fucking idea on how to have a purpose in life. He was never trained. He was never taught. He was never counseled. He was never mentored. So now he has, quite literally, a life that is meaningless to him.

So Johnny retreats to his basement or bedroom, where he contemplates what his purpose shall be. (And this is the point where life is about to get potentially very dangerous for the hipsters smoking doobies in the courtyard down at the local community college) We have a lonely, confused mind that starts conjuring up, in a loner state, how to have a purpose.

“What will my purpose be?”

Maybe for now it’s video games. Maybe it’s making silly YouTube videos where he professes undying love for random girls on Tumblr. Maybe it’s playing that “Magic” card game that I can’t think of the name right now. Maybe it’s seeking guidance from a bunch of douchebro’s on TRP….

…or maybe it’s going down as an infamous, gun toting, blood spilling, murderous rampaging motherfucker who lives on in infamy because the media can’t help themselves but make rampaging motherfuckers famous. (Think about it; the Holmes kid from the Batman shooting is more famous and recognizable than Chris Kyle, an American hero.) Or maybe his purpose is flying to the middle east to join ISIS, where he can go on sanctioned murderous rampages, and fuck Arab sex slaves in between the rampages.

Gentlemen, water, as they say, seeks it’s own level. And a man will seek his own purpose. And this is why the more society tries to ignore these incel, beta loners, the more society mocks them, the more they are discouraged from a TRP way of life, the more frustrated they become, the more likely they are to stroll down to the local mall with an AK-47 and give a few Suzies and Brittanys a red fashion makeover in Nieman Marcus.

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