Sites like Instagram, Tinder and Facebook always seem to show tons of “local sexy single women” living in your area, yet you rarely seem to see these “beauties” in any of your common public venues. The way your local area is represented on sites like these, you’d expect to pass hot and single women all the time, but on a good day you might pass maybe one or two attractive women (and usually with a Chad or beta in tow close behind them).

Some of you luckier fellas might’ve had the oppurtunity meet one of the local sexy singles after weeks of online shit tests, validation donations, comfort testing picture ratings, last-minute flaking etc. And I’m willing to bet 5 cents that you were disappointed with the result (I’m not a rich man).

These ”local single sexy women” (which will be referred to as LSSW for the remainder of this post) are rarely as attractive as they are in their profile pictures. They’ll try (keyword here is “try”) to hide all of their stretch marks, boob sag, rotten teeth, incorrigible bodily stench, excessive body hair and sudden morbid obesity while shit-test as if they were the WonderTits™ they pretend to be.

Unless there’s some Ugly Stick™ wielding (The Ugly Stick™, and please don’t go beating sexy people with it) BP vigilante that strikes in the night (i.e. “The BP Bandit” or the “The MGTOW Marauder”), these LSSWs are knowingly and skillfully portraying a façade of former selves to garner validation, attention, admiration, reassurance, the list goes on. And we as men have allowed them to get away with it (shame to all you dick-wielding members of society, your ancestors would not be pleased).

So then why do these LSSW go through all the cropping and photoshopping and filtering and lens flares and brush touch ups to pretend to be an HB9 then ACT like an HB9 when meeting in-person when it’s so (very, very) clear that, in reality, they’re unattractive?

These low SMV LSSW behave, act, pose, and shit test with the same ferocity as an HB9 because the current online landscape has effectively deluded them into believing their real SMV is as high as their online SMV (An SMV, I might add, that is solely based upon a façade of false/inaccurate representations of the LSSWs’ current physical appearance and endless validation from those who’ve fallen prey to said façade).

Simply put, the online LSSW mindset is synonymous to the “princess effect”; when women were little girls they were told they had some non-existent intrinsic value just for being alive and female (i.e. “my pussy deserves to be on this pedestal because I’m different from everyone else because mommy, daddy and my beta buddy said so”).

Also, because of the woman-catering online landscape, these women are provided an endless supply of betas and alphas alike that’ll give up validation by the barrel-full jut for the slim chance she might open her Pearly Gates™ (His mind: I’ll keep chatting until she agrees to a date, Her side: I must be so incredibly attractive and valuable to society, all these guys are chatting me up all day). It gets to the point where the woman becomes unreceptive to all real or obvious outside negative stimuli that may require her to change or better herself (“what do I care what OmLaLa thinks about my obesity? I have 55 messages from guys on Tinder that tell me I’m beautiful this way” “Big is beautiful”).

Today, I’ll be discussing the delusions of the “sexy, local singles in your area”, the cause of this delusion deriving from a multitude of anonymous and endless beta support, how this delusion pans out from the online dating landscape and I’ll end with a guide (with examples, because I love you all so much) detailing how to best capitalize within the online landscape knowing everything this article will discuss.

In order to make this argument as fluent as possible (these are very large theologies that I’m trying to incorporate), we will begin by defining the foundation of basic TRP principles at play on the online landscape (onetis, abundance v. scarce mentality, SMV, validation v. sex), then build towards how these principles interact on a grand societal level when introduced to elements exclusive to the online landscape (anonymity and collective influence greatly separate online social interaction from personal social interaction, but more on that later).

The key factors that we will cover to explain the basis and continuation of the “LSSW delusion” are female abundance mentality (the limitless online validation condition), female perceived SMV, the abundance of online BP scarce mentality, and anonymity. We will first build a character archetype to better illustrate the average LSSW and her rationale behind her decisions or lack thereof.

So then, let’s start with Brenda, the Post-Wall LSSW who, on her dating site profile, neglects to mention her 4 kids, jealous husband, cardiovascular complications, Type-2 diabetes, a sudden 60 pound weight gain (from no fault of her own, of course) and a Netflix/Burger King addiction.

”Brenda the Overweight Post-Wall LSSW”

Once upon a time in a land far, far away (let’s say Virginia), Brenda was an attractive woman. In her prime, she was roughly an HB8 (as her profile picture clearly showed) and she had garnered tons of male validation and reassurances due to her high SMV. She had several male orbiters who would buy her food, pay for her gas, with one of the poor suckers even buying her a car (a 98’ Subaru Legacy, but a car’s a car when you’re broke and sexy). What she had –and what a lot of high SMV people have- was minor social influence.

Social influence runs parallel to the concepts behind the “halo effect”; the more attractive you’re perceived to be by others the more people will want to follow you, the more trustworthy you’ll seem to them, the more interesting you’ll seem, the better you’ll smell to them(sexy people just smell better), regardless of whether or not you’ve actually changed at all (this is why your Adonis-blessed, chisel-jawed, Hercules-of-a-friend ‘Butch’ and you could tell the exact same joke in the exact same way and WonderTits™ always laugh harder for Butch).

It’s not that attractive people ARE smarter, funnier, more interesting, or smell better; they are simply PERCEIVED that way (like all those times back in high school where you’d sit across from the WonderTitsTeens™ and every stupid comment they made about their stupid cat “Fluffles-or-whatever-the-fuck-they-named-it” seemed like the most interesting moment of your lifetime).

In Brenda’s case, the social influence she controlled would be considered minor because she only influenced a small amount of men within a much larger society. Keep this in mind, it’ll be on the mid-term.

Unfortunately, Brenda hit the wall at an early age and at the top of her prime. She had her first kid (by a Chad) at the tinder age of 22 with a new kid following each consecutive year (all, not surprisingly, by Chads). Almost overnight, her SMV had plummeted (in the same general direction as her nipples). Her beta orbiters, not yet ripe and ready for “picking” (marriage, also considered the harvest day at the Beta Orchards), they ran off to orbit circles around the next HB and left her stranded and de-valued.

Normally, a post-wall woman in her condition (the “lazy, broke, 330 lbs with 4 kids” type of condition) would normally scoop up the most desperate, frumpy, bottom-of-the-bargain-bin-in-Walmart beta male she could find (the type of beta that’ll listen to some cheap “it’s-been-inside-of you-all-along” motivational crap like ”The Secret” by Rhonda Brynes) and settle down in mundane, frumpy bliss.

But no. Not Brenda.

A common phrase you’ll here echoed down the great halls of TRP is “past value does not guarantee future benefits”. As an RPer, it basically boils down to “just because WonderTits™ thought your glorious dick would make a great choking hazard to quell her sudden and grown need for oral affixation last year doesn’t mean that she’s going to babysit your unborn children in the rocking cradle that is her throat the following year”. Brenda was fully aware of her recent decline in appearance (more like cataclysmic landslide, but semantics). What kept Brenda from frumpy bliss –despite being post-wall and desperate- was that she had found a source of HB9-level validation that required little to no work on her part.

Brenda could manipulate her past value (using old pictures to represent her “online SMV”) to capitalize on future benefits (male attention/validation based on false online SMV). She then rationalizes (hamsters) all of this attention as something she’s deserved because the pictures her betas are orbiting online are still pictures/representations of her.

And so, Brenda creates a Tinder profile using her outdated HB8 pictures to attract a collection of helpless and desperate betas. The result of combining mass online scarce mentality and the betas’/LSSWs’ anonymity leads to the delusion we discussed earlier.

Let’s move on to Kevin, the “nice guy” beta-male who desperately attempts to hook-up with the random LSSWs he sees on Tinder/PoF/OKCupid, but always seems to get stuck in mundane and meaningless conversations about work, world news, weight and the weather.

”Kevin the “Nice Guy” White-Knight Beta Male”

For Kevin, dating sites were a god-send. The only girls he’d ever dated had either approached him, he’d met them through one of his friends, or he’d meet them by luck or circumstance (these encounters Kevin cherished the most, for only fate could’ve brought them together in Taco Bell that Wednesday night). Kevin was single and didn’t want to wade through another 3 months of expensive dates, drinks and gift-giving just for a glimmer of hope to row his rowboat down some girl’s Tunnel of Love. He’d heard from Chad and Butch about the ONS they were have on a regular basis using these sites, and Kevin wanted a piece of that action.

Kevin posted the most sincere pictures he could find (he didn’t want to give off the wrong impression to these LSSW) and spent hours typing in great detail his entire life summary in the dating site’s “About Me” section (they’d want to know how intelligent, witty, emotionally deep and caring a guy he was beforehand, Kevin thought to himself).

Kevin wasted hours upon hours in chats and messages with multiple LSSWs, giving them extensive details about his life goals, careers, ambitions, dreams, opinions, beliefs and motivations (because LSSWs would definitely want to bone a guy that’s open, caring and comforting). He’d sit there for hours and soak in all of the LSSWs’ woes, problems and opinions while giving them step-by-step advice on how to fix themselves (LSSW want a problem solver and a shoulder to cry on).

Kevin, a guy who –on average- would only have about 2-3 women to hope to date (most of which would “friend-zone” him after too long or dump him for being “too nice”), was thrilled that he now had 15 different potential girlfriends to choose from, each one hotter than the last. What seemed odd, however, was that every time Kevin would try calling or texting these LSSWs, they’d rarely answer or cut the conversation short. He’d try to call/text them multiple times throughout his day with little to no response. When Kevin was lucky enough that an LSSW would agree to meet him for dinner, they’d typically flake and leave him alone waiting for hours. Kevin would temporarily grow bitter and resentful, but in his mind dating sites were still a better option compared to his current real-world situation.

Kevin’s persistence in the online landscape compared to how his persistence in the real-world results from the combination of Kevin’s scarce mentality and his online anonymity within the online landscape.

For the LSSWs, this online anonymity is used to gain validation from strangers and to build an optimal façade (the online WonderTits™ version of themselves) to gain as much validation as possible. For betas like Kevin, this online anonymity is used to increase the amount of women they’re able to approach (not limited by the fear of rejection/scarce mentality like in the real-world) and to optimize how many women they can converse with at one time thanks to the internet’s ease of access (i.e. “the shotgun effect”: offline Kevin could only focus on roughly 3 women at once due to the time he’d give up/money he’d donate whereas on a dating site, Kevin can converse with dozens of women at once).

What do you get

When Kevin locks arms,

With nice guys and betas

Who turn up their charms

To win over a woman,

Whose not what they think.

To put their humpf-humpf-a-dumpfers,

in her rink-rinker-fink?

What you get from a multitude of Kevins taking this same approach towards online date is mass validation for the LSSW (the amount to which she’d never have received 15 years ago), major social influence for the LSSW over a beta populace (as opposed to the minor social influence Brenda had as an HB8) and the delusion of the LSSW that her actual SMV is as high as her online SMV (“I must be an HB8 now, so my pussy is worth the same as those other HB8s”). Both the betas and LSSWs may feel benefited when it comes to online dating, but the benefits for the LSSWs are massively greater and it becomes a societal parasitic relationship.

Now let’s move on to what happens when our pal Kevin meets the “REAL” LSSW Brenda.

(Continued in Part 2)