tl;dr: Women are delusional of their own beauty and status, so we must achieve a status higher than realistic to be on (un)equal SMV footing.

Take this Red Pill Truth from the story The Portrait of Dorian Gray:

"She behaves as if she was beautiful. Most American women do. It is the secret of their charm."

This will riff off a post that recently came up on the sub where we discussed the RP truths concerning SMV in this novel, and how it applies to reality.

Women are delusional, first and foremost. With the rise of fat acceptance and feminism, obese women now demand to be called beautiful - a word that defines exemplary, awesome appearance - and refuse to be "shamed" because of the lack of actual effort into their body and image. Imagine that, demanding the recognition of beauty without actually being beautiful. An identity crisis; pure delusion.

Now, imagine the standard of which these women hold their suitors.

Fat women more than most have a skewed sense of their own SMV. They're not dating other heifers, but regular men, and find it atrocious to do otherwise.

Since the bar is set high for these ridiculously hideous creatures, imagine what that sets for women above their station. Imagine beautiful women. They won't settle for someone a heifer could grab, no, they'll want the absolute alpha, the prime male - someone that wouldn't even consider these heifers a remote possibility. How unrealistic is that? The delusion of the beautiful is responsible for the 80/20 truth. Only 20% of men are capable of achieving this level and fuck 80% of women. Incredible.

So what do we have to do in response? Something that's preached to our newbies every. single. day. Raise our SMV. Lift. Read. Improve. Become the 20%. A natural response to these delusions is to accept them for what they are and game them. Become the incredible man instead of ruing him.

Maybe I should thank women for this. If I hadn't heard bullshit excuses when I was blue then I wouldn't have woken up. I would not have found the pill. If I was good enough for my last LTR, then I would have stayed the same.

I would not have the body or the job I have right now if I weren't out to become an incredible man. So for that, thank you, you ridiculously delusional girl, for painting me Red.