TRP is an interesting corner of the net, isn't it? If you take the advice and only the advice doled out here, then this becomes your average self improvement forum--an interesting admixture of rfitness and seddit. What separates us from these other subs, useful as they are, is that here at TRP, we offer you the truth in the most undistilled form possible. We don't horse around and try to dilute the facts to soothe your emotions; ours is not the game of deception for comfort's sake. Our entire purpose is to dish out the truth in one big helping and help you digest it and shit out the nonsense blue pill and incorporate the red pill in your life.

Even with all of that said, there remain certain areas that a lot of men simply refuse to take the Red Pill with regards to. Of these, none is as pervasive and hamster-activating as the the spine of the Internet, pornography.

The immediate reaction of your average porn user whenever they are confronted with evidence--anecdotal and scientific both--of the deleterious effects of porn, is to disregard it and rationalise that it doesn't apply to them/they're different. Here on reddit, these men excercise their power of protest by clicking on that downvote button, making sure you know that they're displeased by you squirting the truth all over them. I don't have to tell you how incredibly beta and effeminate that is. Any man who, when confronted with new information that is as close to whole as can be, decides that he will,in fact, discount it in favour of carrying on with his weakness--that man has a hamster whose spinning capabilities rival even those of a pornstar who decries not being accorded the same level of respect as a married nurse from Indiana.

Here is the fact: porn is made for losers. Yes, losers. Not high-achieving males, not world leaders, not alphas--losers. Porn is pacification. It's synthetic satisfaction of our most dominant need as men. It's a fake, temporary satiation of our defining need as strictly biological organisms. When you sit in front of your screen, listening to the fake moans of that blonde pornstar, watching that jock with the 9-inch cock ram into her, tugging your meat to orgasm -- you're actively taking part in your own pacification and dumbing down.

To make the point as clear as possible, lets draw comparison with another billion dollar industry that profits off of exploiting your basic human drives: the fast food industry. What goes through your mind when you walk into a McDonald's and see a 400-pound whale wolfing down their third triple-bypass burger of the day, complete with enough fries to feed a village in Somalia and a soda big enough to water that same village? Is it, " That person has such self-control and I'm sure their life is going exactly where they want it to go?" No. If you're any sort of honest, two words go through your mind when you see that slob--"fat loser"

Now ask yourself this: if you have such a disparaging view of people who lack enough self-control to see what all those burgers and fries are doing to them--why should you be any more lenient on your own porn use? What exactly separates your useless vice from theirs from an objective standpoint? Sure, they're probably on a crash course with diabetes and heart disease, but does that make them any worse off than you and the self-loathing you endure every time you rub one out?

The biggest problem here is that you have linked your porn use with your sexual proclivities for so long that you don't know which one influences the other anymore. Why,exactly, do you watch porn? For the view? Certainly not for the acting. You watch porn to masturbate. You watch porn in substitute of a warm, wet pussy because it's easier for you to drop your pants and grab a Kleenex than it is to seduce a woman and make her dripping wet for you and dominate her to both your orgasms.

And don't try to strawman either by saying I'm arguing that you should place all of your sexual pleasure in the hands of a woman. When you're in a position where sex with a woman is simply not possible, then do something that adds to your mission and makes you a better man. If you absolutely must rub one out, then for the love of Brodin, lay down on your bed, close your eyes, and visualise yourself having sex with that beautiful 9. Occasional controlled masturbation is, in fact, probably healthy. But tell me: what does you imagining the next time you're gonna be balls-deep in an absolute babe have to do with that gangbang you're playing on your screen right now? If porn were so great, you wouldn't get that sinking feeling of regret and mild disgust that you do after every one of your little sessions. That voice that grows dimmer with each fap is your subconscious telling you that you are not, in fact, fulfilling your imperative as a man. You can ignore it, but it never really goes away, does it?

Now, if you find yourself still hamstering or proclaiming that I'm likely bitter because I can't control my porn usage--I'll tell you right now that you still don't get it. Because regardless of where you stand, no man can ever claim in earnest that spilling his seed in his palm feels better than having it compelled by the tight muscles of a woman's pussy. If you do that, you're not only hamstering, but you're a pussy bitch.

So much like that fat beast at McDonald's who performs Olympic-level mental gymnastics in order to justify their gluttony and not, in fact, admit that they're fat and unhealthy--every time you masturbate to porn, all you're doing is tying the strings of blue pill puppetry even stronger. You're falling victim to the fallacy of short-term hedonism somehow being equal to fulfillment. You can justify it however you like, but you happen to be on one of the very few places on the Internet where we value truth over a person's feelings.

What tends to get lost in all of our theorising here is a fundamental fact. Alpha is not a state of mind or a set of principles given to you by this place; alpha is a verb. It's in everything you do. So ask yourself --is porn alpha? You already know the answer.