Seriously, with the exception of maybe one or two people that I actually communicate with through Facebook, the only reason I keep it around is to get a daily tolerance-busting dose of the red pill. People post some of the most delusional, batshit insane stuff on there, and it's not even just limited to women either.

Every single day, I see:

1) People [95% women] acting like they are going to fucking die imminently from some minor illness or whatever minor, pissant complaint they can come up with. They have a cold, their back hurts, they can't sleep, they're anxious, they had a panic attack, a muscle is sore, cramps, stomach-ache, whatever the fuck. Almost exclusively these complaints are made by women. I understand, of course, that some of the things listed above CAN be indicative of other illnesses, however, most of the time it's probably the result of A) not taking care of yourself or B) shoveling shit into your gullet that isn't good for you. Most of these types are fat, too, I've notice. Well no shit. Your frame is carrying around a hundred or so extra pounds that it's not fucking built for. Furthermore, this condition is most common among the sort who list "Full Time Mommy :)" as a place of an employment on their profile. Look, I understand that you're fucking bored because all you do is sit around the house all day, eat, and watch paw patrol with your crotch goblins, but that doesn't mean you need two bars of xanax and a glass of merlot to deal with that fucking problem. Men can often be just as culpable in this kind of shit, alot of bluepill simps will give these women the attention and pity-points that they solicit with this sort of behavior in the hopes of getting the roast beef sandwich.

2) People [90% women] bitching about pregnancy or their kids. Breaking News, you did it to your fucking self. It didn't just happen by accident. A stork didn't drop the little bastard through your roof and obligate you. Additionally, they'll post every goddamned disgusting detail on Facebook. I don't care that Little Jimmy shat so hard that he blew his diaper off and now your living room carpet is soaked in fecal matter. They'll also post about Little Jimmy's 'achievements' and let's not forget the thousands of pictures, as if we need an hourly chronicle of Little Jimmy's life. Let me know when he's paying fucking taxes, sweetheart.

3) People [40/60 split down the middle] including men and women posting cheesy relationship bullshit. I cringe hard any time I see a man acting like a simp. Especially when it's clear that they are completely and irrevocably attached to the ball and chain, and somehow happy about it. Extra bonus points for women posting stupid shit trying to make themselves seem like a catch so they can lure in the next poor bastard to extort, use and put out on the curb for collection.

As an aside, my bluepill friends, on Facebook or not, reaffirm my decision to go my own way even harder. Telling me about their woman problems and expecting me to have some good advice for them. They got caught having a conversation with another woman so their ass is on the couch, they have females on their social media so they're being strong-armed, or they have friends who give them red pill truths and thus, they're not allowed to talk to them anymore. I've had several friends just go ghost on my ass because either their warden didn't like the shit I say, or because they refuse to believe what I tell them. Once it becomes true, they come back and say, shit, man, you were right the whole time. When that happens, I don't gloat. I don't even feel pride in my prediction. I help them through it.

I'm not a fan of Facebook, or their practices, and I plan to deactivate mine shortly and perhaps delete it completely. But I must say, I do get a heavy daily dose of red pill every single fucking day from it.