This post title gets its inspiration from Ronnie Coleman's famous quote:

“Everybody wants to be a bodybuilder, but nobody wants to lift no heavy-ass weights.”

I don’t think I have to insult this community’s intelligence with an in-depth explanation of the principle, but for the faggots I see posting shit daily that like to think of themselves as part of the community, I think some explanation is warranted. Don’t get your feelings hurt boys, to quote /u/stonetempletilists, “You ain’t shit yet, but that’s okay!”

Here is the three-part answer to every fucking question you want to ask on any of these forums or their sub forums:

  1. LIFT.
  2. Read. The. Fucking. Sidebar. All. OF. IT.
  3. STFU

LIFT

As in be on a program consistently, at least one that puts you under heavy ass weight three times a week. If your wife won’t fuck you it’s because you’re doing too much cardio. This was how the RP took ahold of me. I am sad to report I did nothing fitness related in my entire life until 3 years ago. I now follow a PPL Program but have done Starting Strength, 5x5, a 6 Day Bro-Split, and a few others over the past few years, losing almost 50 lbs of bodyfat and building up several pounds of lean muscle mass. I ain’t shit yet, but that’s okay, because the journey continues and I am consistent with it. I see the results and people treat me differently as a result. Yesterday, I was overtly flirted with by three different women just going about my business doing errands. That never would have happened before the Red Pill and my commitment to fitness. It did my ego good but I reminded myself that it took years of consistent effort to get to this point, and if I give myself permission to eat like a slobby bitch again and stop following my program, I will go back to being a fat fuck no girl would want to play “50 Shades of Pound my Pussy” with. LIFT you fuckers LIFT.

READ

I have read all the sidebar here and at TRP, some of the books more than once and have also read several other books that are not necessarily sidebar material but they are relevant to the Red Pill and have changed my life both personally and professionally. You must read and keep that shit to yourself. At first, you will be tempted to share the information you are getting with others, some of you even share the shit you’re reading with your wife. What a fucking joke. Never do that, ever. Instead, read and internalize, read and internalize. It is not the reading in itself that is helpful, it is the internalization, which takes time. Sometimes you will be reading one book and it will make another click and make perfect sense. Reading Rational Male is a great start, but when you read The Red Queen both books gain more depth and understanding because of how they overlap. You think reading No More Mr. Nice Guy is enough? Buddy you ain’t even close to getting your Red Pill Associates of Art, stop talking like you’re a god damn PHD of Big Dickery.

STFU

This is the one we all slip on at first. It separates the men from the boys when you learn to do this. STFU means exactly that. SHUT THE FUCK UP. When your wife is giving you shit. STFU. When your gym gains are giving you the power to sleep with your HB5 co-worker STFU. When you are pissed off because the Red Pill has shown you the stupidity of the Feminine Imperative controlling every aspect of your life…STFU. You are a fucking baby on this journey. You don’t get to say shit until you have been in the gym following a lifting program consistently for over a year and have read most if not all the sidebar material. Only then can you to some degree of finesse and control begin speaking to the bullshit that surrounds us as men. Even when you have mastered all the other tools in our arsenal (Agree and Amplify, Amused Mastery, Fogging, etc...) STFU remains fucking powerful to use. Just learn to look like you don’t give a fuck and be quiet even if the rage of POSEIDON is churning underneath. Telling a woman how pissed you are makes you no better than a fucking 2-year-old who can’t have a cookie. Be better. STFU.

TLDR: LIFT!