"I want a girl who laughs for no one else/ When I’m away she puts her makeup on the shelf” – Rivers Homo

Goddammit. Weezer is the reason I got divorced. lol not literally, but the more I look at the world of media I consumed so thirstily my entire life from a post-red pill vantage, the more I see how I was willingly indoctrinated into the feminist state.

The other night I was back from partying and i couldn't fall asleep because of all the coke I had done. I finally put on a movie hoping to allay the power of the booger sugar, a blu ray I picked up the day before – “Back to School.” I was born in the early 80s, so I grew up watching inappropriate 80s cinema filled with violence, profanity and lots of tits and ass with my old man (funny how every dude you know wishes Hollywood still made movies “like they did in the 80s.” Go google Walter Hill. Watch everything he directed and you will have plenty of testosterone soaked cinema). I saw “Back to School” on the shelf at the store and fond memories come flooding back. Rodney busting the chops of a snooty English professor. Sam Kinison electrifying his only scene with a Vietnam rant in history class. And fucking Oingo Boingo rocking a college party, as was normal in the 80s.

What I didn’t remember was the blue pill. Rodney’s college age son’s entire plot in the film is…he has a crush on a girl who could be the one and he spends half the movie working up the courage to talk to her. That’s it. Pretty fucking thin right? But for a blue piller, its catnip. This bitch is the one, the special snowflake who if he could just qualify to, if he could just get to see how valuable he is, she would melt and they would fall in love, get married and the rest of the Disney shit you already know. Fuck me. It was like a sock in the stomach. I have hundreds of movies in my dvd collection. Guess what? A LOT of the movies I own have this as the main plot. When a character spends several scenes working up the courage to go talk to a bitch, you know its pure blue pill propaganda. I turned it off after I found myself rooting for the asshole alpha guy that Betaboy is competing against for the girl’s attention. I think the alpha dude was the bad guy in Karate Kid, so I really should have no reason to ever support him or want to see him succeed. But there I was. And knowing the alpha would get put in his place in the end and Betaboy would win the girl made my stomach churn.

Anyways, back to Weezer. The “blue album” and Pinkerton formed a large part of my previous idealization of women (now corrected haha), I have realized. I guess it was because I was 12-13 when the blue album hit and I really found everything that Rivers was saying to be a beautiful fantasy of my future to come. From the lush, emotionally sappy descriptions in “Only In Dreams” to his idealized ‘perfect girl’ in “My Girl,” the “I am proud to be a pussy” vibe is strong across their entire oeuvre. The guy wrote a song called, “Tired of Sex” where he describes the existential ennui that accompanies banging slews of groupies night after night, and the longing he felt for that one special girl that if he could just find, would complete his whole world. I ate that shit up with a spoon, naturally, being 13 and overweight. “Promiscuous sex with lots of women? No thanks, I think I’ll just fuck one bitch for the rest of my days and jack off all the time to fill the void.” I can’t believe I used to think this dude was a rock star… I am a musician now and I still enjoy Weezer for their fantastic grooves and melodies, memorable guitar solos and its place in my adolescence. I love all music. Even my most disliked genre, country contains one of favorite musicians, Johnny Cash.

But as I grew older Weezer just seemed gayer and gayer, but I always defended the blue album and Pinkerton. Shit like “Beverly Hills” seemed to confirm they went up their own ass.

…I am not deleting my Weezer albums or taking Back to School to the goodwill. But I am definitely more aware of the insidious nature of the blue pill. If rock n roll and college sex movies are filled to the brim with subliminal blue pill shit, what chance do the youngings have? The red pill is the only hope.