Women Are For Sex – The Sexual Marketplace in ‘Current Year’.

There used to be an expectation among both men (and women, for that matter) that if you stayed in school, stayed off drugs, got an education or a trade, eventually, you’d find your Disney Girl to marry and have kids with, and live happily ever after in a little house with a white picket fence, a tire swing, and an apple pie cooling in an open window.

Let me disabuse you of this notion.

This is the state of women in 2020, in fourteen seconds. {Suggest watching with volume OFF or at least very low.}

Anyone want to wife one of them up? Anyone want to put them in charge of mothering your kids?

I hope those answers are “Hard no.”

There are two primary problems – the men and the women.

First, The Men.

Faaaaaaaar too many of the guys here are what I call “TRP Oreos” – red on the outside, blue on the inside. This got exposed, badly, in the comments my recent post, which I (intentionally) provocatively titled “Never Put Kids First”.

Two things happened:

There was a general freak-out as a lot of dudes showed up and promptly had apoplexy out about how you should ALWAYS put kids first, which explains, in part, why we’re producing a generation of anxious, entitled shitheads who have “FEEEEELINGS!”, why the West is circling the drain, why our space program will shit the bed and why the America I die in will only vaguely resemble the America I was born into.

Then there are the folks who evidently can’t fucking read good, because they thought I wrote: “Never have kids.” I did not. Go have 100 kids. Just don’t be the dad equivalent of a SIMP. That was Tiger Woods, btw. El Tigre went from smashing some megahot piece of tail to being 4th out of three in her life after the kids were born, which is why he lost his damn mind and had to go fuck his way through a smorgasbord of pussy. He wasn’t getting any at home. He didn’t know how to pull it off – not having a “Batphone” with a password on it that’s the same make/model as his caddy’s, boning his way through club girls and porn stars instead of selecting women who would protect him – people in Namibia know what that guy looks like so I’m not sure how he thought he was going to keep things on the Down Law – which led him to being chased out of his own house by a golf-club-wielding scorned wife, and her taking half of his shit.

I get she was hot, but really, there is no pussy in the world that is worth $400M.

"His answer to every problem, every setback, was `I will work harder!' which he had adopted as his personal motto."

-Said about Boxer the horse, in Animal Farm.

Most guys here, particularly those early in their journey, need to stop projecting their bluepill fantasies on to Thots. The conditioning that there is “One Special Girl” is so difficult to eradicate. They will be the plow horse and double down and double down until they have won their Maiden Fair – usually after she’s done fucking every drug dealer, outlaw biker and escaped mental patient she can find and has entered the Epiphany Phase, or until they have some sort of breakdown, which, best case, brings them here, and, worst case, makes them the back half of a murder-suicide.

When you’re young and you haven’t quite gotten it, you’re frustrated and you think nobody else is having sex either.

Except they are.

It’s going on all around you. An old Tyler Durden post may be of use in helping you understand:

Secret Sex Society

Here are a couple of pieces by Rollo that illustrate how much damage can be done by the Blue Pill Delusion:

Saving the Best

Hats off to the Bull.

Those should be pretty horrifying. Don’t get sucked in by the Cathedral’s programming or the Dream Machine’s hypnotic promises.

Second, The Ladies.

See that girl over there, that cute, demure little hottie with the ponytail that you just want to take home and keep?

She likes getting pissed on.

The Erotic Mind is very Dark and Deep, and the very things some folks protest against during the day are also the very things they do in in the dark of night. Feminism unshackled the Female Id, and it’s a very powerful creature indeed. So much so that entire societal institutions (organized religion, marriage) had to be created to control it.

Girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice dirty, dirty, twisted little secrets every known vice.

Even the 'good' girls. And that’s fine. Everyone is entitled to their own kink. But we’ve arrived at a point where we shame male desire, but the “WIMMINZ is WONDERFULZ!” bullshit narrative is pushed.

Guys tend to project their own dreams onto their “One Special Girl”, who is going to love them in a way that they want, have a dozen of his kids and never cheat, or get even one stretch mark or complain a day in her life.

Except she won’t love him in the way that he wants because she doesn’t know how.

When I say I don’t hate women for their nature, I am not White-Knighting for them. Our soupy, primordial brains are not prepared for modern society. They are prepared for keeping us alive and selecting partners that will produce the strongest offspring back in the Bad Old Days of the Saber Tooth Tiger. Women shit-test men, because they have to know that he will protect them (and their offspring) when the tribe from the other side of the hill comes raiding, and if he can’t even stand up to a woman how will he do that?

Thus, guys can either bitch about how Why ‘Assholes’ Get Laid, And You Don’t., or they can…what was that Mr. Darwin? Oh, right: Adapt.

Do you think that, when a Slave Girl shows up at my house, she wants to be treated like my equal? Fuck NO she doesn’t, she wants to fulfill her Deep Female Nature and serve as the sexual plaything of a sexist, masculine man who does whatever he wants to her.

“These hoes ain’t loyal.” -Chris Brown

So stop expecting them to be.

The Girl Next Door?

Yeah, she’s a porn star now.

You get up to take a piss? The girl you just fucked is sexting nudes to Chad and swiping right on Tinder while you’re gone. And if not that, she’s feeding thirsty orbiters on InstaWhore or OnlyFans.

“But Uncle Vaz!” you say. “Not All Wimmiz Are Like That.”

They don’t have to be. It’s not that EVERY girl is doing that, but ANY girl could. And there are plenty of thirsty betas in her contacts hoping to be that Number 1 Draft Pick when you slip up.

Your Path Forward in 2020.

The social contract between the sexes is broken. In breaking up the structures of society – dismantling the nuclear family, an end to slut/adultery shaming, free and ready access to abortion – the feminists of the 20th Century were attempting to free themselves of the perceived constraints of conservatism. The end result is what we see today. Women won the battle but lost the war. The pussy cartel (to the extent that it existed) was broken, which liberated men from societal constraints as well.

Too many guys here think they are going to use Red Pill tools to fulfill their bluepill goals, that they will play the Game of the Modern Female, play around and fuck a lot (or try to) and then “settle down” when they’re 40 into the nuclear family which isn’t the sexual and economic sinecure that they think it is any longer, if it ever was.

And hey, don’t bitch at me for being the bearer of bad news. The West is approaching End Stage Decadence. I’d do quite well in a TradCon environment – indeed, I was present if not for the TradCon Golden Age, then for its Renaissance in the 1980s. I didn’t create the world today, I’m simply telling you how it is, and not to bring a knife (TradCon thinking) to a gun fight (the 2020 SMP).

The landscape has changed, even if her hindbrain has not. Sexual warfare is more asymmetric than ever. What is my Numero Uno response to whatever guy is chewing through his own tongue over some girl in AskTRP?

“If you were maintaining sexual relationships with multiple women, none of this would be a problem.”

Fish with a net, not with a pole.

If you are not a disruptor in the SMP, then you are being disrupted.

Do not think that just because you’re in an LTR or get married that you’ve won and the struggle is over; in reality, it’s just beginning. There’s a reason we call marriage Red Pill on Hard Mode.

Never let ONE woman decide if you’re going to fuck tonight. Never let ONE woman walk out of the door with 100% of your pussy supply. And beware giving ONE woman the Ring of Power, especially if you don’t’ want a better than 50% chance of giving up 40% of your gross to pay a woman to bang other guys and teach your kids to hate you.

But hey, it’s your ass, Cochise. Just don’t be an innocent abroad in a world that isn’t innocent. You’ll wind up getting an anally-injected education, and it won’t be pleasant.

Further Reading:

Become the Prize

-Master your life. Become the Prize.

You Never Stop Competing

-Life is About the Struggle. Here's What You Need to Know to Win.

Uncle Vasya’s Guide to Outcome Independence or Welcome to Level 99 DGAF

-How to Rock Out With Your Cock Out.

OLTRs: What They Are, And How To Manage Them

-Open on your side, closed on hers.

Confidence Above All

-Don't fall into the beta trap.

End Game or Handling Life on Your Own Terms

-Take a Deep Breath and Make it Count.