So I discovered this subreddit today when I got an orangered calling me Dr RedPill for calling a redditor a fag for showering a female redditor with compliments. I've spent the last two hours on my phone reading the top posts. Good shit, guys.

I wanted to make a contribution of my own. Sorry I don't know all your lingo yet (wtf is hypergamy?) but bare with me.

Since graduating from college a year ago I've found there's a lack of young females in my immediate vicinity eager to throw pussy my way. After some unfortunate dry spells and a couple failed dating experiments with ditzy 20 year olds, I was desperate enough to try online dating. I downloaded this app called Tinder that a bunch of my buddies were raving about.

Tinder is basically like Hot or Not. If you both click "yes" for that person, you will be allowed to talk to each other. Here's where we get i to the red pill territory:

I've probably had 75 matches on Tinder. Of those 75, 3 girls have initiated conversation. That's a little bit depressing but to be expected since girls probably get 100x more guys matched to them than an average looking guy would get girls saying yes to him.

The conversation initiation isn't the problem though. I will start the conversation and try to see if there's any activity going on in this woman's prefrontal cortex. If she's a bird brain I will ignore her like I do with all boring people. If we have a little bit of chemistry going, that's cool but this is what kills me : when I decide I'm not going to carry the conversation any more, 90% of the time the conversation stops dead in its tracks.

These females are either too inept to spark conversation themselves or they just expect me to do a little song and dance long enough for them to think I'm worthy of their company on a date.

Either way, fuck em. I can usually make a girl laugh within the first few minutes of meeting her and I'm happy to do so because I want to fuck most females I encounter but if they cannot bring anything to the table besides their good looks, I give up. Darling, I will not slay a dragon for you nor will I be your jester to keep you entertained with me. I would rather just go look for sluts on the dance floor somewhere.

As a side note, I did actually have a few girls ask me for my number / ask me on a date. I also met a very intelligent female my age who I've been on numerous dates with and hope to get a little more serious with. But that is one woman and I have probably spent 48+ hrs on my phone on Tinder trying to find a quality female.

Tldr: Tinder is a great way to verify that women act exactly the way you guys here say they act.