As a Red Pill guy, that involves digesting and finding ways to be okay with the gritty and ugly truth. I am reminded of a scene from the movie Speed from way back in the 90s. It's been decades since I saw the movie, and I don't remember which passenger on the bus said it, but the passengers on the bus were debating on who should do some risky move that might cause that person's death, but it might save everyone else on the bus.

It was found out that the one guy was not married, and did not have any children. He felt cornered when others suggested that it be him that did whatever risky thing it was. He responded with something like, "Hey. Just because I don't have a wife or children does not mean that my life doesn't have meaning or value."

That line has stuck with me ever since then. There is part of me that agrees with part of it, but, overall, no, I do not think that what he said was true. In a situation where I am a healthy and strong man, who is able to perform some action that might save others, which might cause my own death, yes, it is logical that, since I do not have a wife or children, that I should be the one to attempt that action.

I mean, that's just the way it is. If I standby and watch a husband and father do it, and they might save everyone, but end up dying, well, I just widowed a wife and semi-orphaned his children. Yay me.

There is also the guilt. Red Pill men complain about men having to go down with the ship, while women and children are first. I am also one of those men that bring that point up - only as an argument point to force the other person to think about it - but I would be willing to, considering all other options, stay on that ship. I actually think that through wit and sheer will, I probably would have just as much of a chance of surviving as the women and children in the lifeboats.

For instance, take Titanic. No, it wasn't a door that Rose was floating on. If you look at it, it's some sort of piece of some sort of mantle or doorway. Anyway, I think that as the ship was going down, I would have the presence of mind to start tearing stuff that would float from the ship and preparing myself for the water.

The same thing with being stranded on the proverbial desert island. I remember watching Cast Away way back when, and I remember trying to think what I would do in that situation. It occurred to me about a week later that I would, once I had fire, set the entire island on fire. It would send up a plume of smoke that distant passing ships would see. Then, what happened two years later in Pirates of the Caribbean? What's her name, Kiera Knightley, uses the rum to set the island on fire, and get a passing ship to rescue her and Jack Sparrow.

I just would not able to sit around and wait for stuff to happen. Sure, the machinery itself might grind me up, but considering all other options, it would be the best option.

That's all.