So, we've come under fire recently for "censoring alternative red pill viewpoints"-- namely the alternative viewpoint that states that being a plate to a high-value man may be a viable mating strategy for women. (Perhaps unsurprisingly, this viewpoint was largely espoused by male visitors to our female-oriented space, but I digress.)

This isn't entirely untrue-- the trouble is that for the overwhelmingly vast majority of women, being a plate winds up fucking sucking. So here's the tl;dr:

We don't give a lot of air-time to plate-spinning in RPW because allowing yourself to become a plate to a man, no matter how high value, is going to leave most women alone, emotionally devastated, or both.

I should be clear in defining "being a plate", which for the purposes of this post means to have a sexual/romantic relationship with a man which is not exclusive. This is typically presented to women as a means to an end; a truly high-value man won't wait around or promise commitment for sex, because he has other options... so in order to "obtain" such a man, a woman may have to offer sex without exclusivity or commitment.

The best case scenario for a woman who consents to being a plate is that one day, if she's sweet and feminine and respectful and keeps her body tight and her hair done and her wardrobe on point, this highly-desirable alpha male will realize that she's THE ONE worthy of his commitment-- THE ONE worth eschewing sexual variety for. Sound a little unrealistic? Yeah, we thought so too.

Here's the next best case scenario: a plate secures a long-term position within a high-value man's harem. Women in this category can look forward to being required to handle some or all of the following with feminine grace:

  • being left to wonder whether her man is with another woman when he's incommunicado

  • knowing for certain her man is with another woman who may or may not be more attractive, more stimulating, more interesting than herself

  • enduring her man's new-relationship-fueled fixation on and excitement over new conquests

  • celebrating life milestones such as a first grey hair, a new wrinkle, or inevitable sag while watching her man admire and pursue women 5, 10 years younger than herself

  • living every day knowing that she's offering all of herself to a man who is only willing to offer a part of himself to her

If this sounds like an exciting, character-building challenge and adventure, then congratulations, you are probably one of the small minority of women who might be able to derive satisfaction from being a plate. If all of this sounds to you like a recipe for inducing jealousy and insecurity-fueled insanity, then you're one of the rest of us.

Now that we've covered the possible good outcomes of being a plate, let's have a look at the other side:

There's a very real chance that a plate-spinner will consume a woman's most attractive years with excitement and drama and tingles and then leave her high and dry as soon as her beauty and fertility have declined to the point that she's no longer appealing to him, regardless of how "good" she may be to him. From here, said woman's path may include such glamorous options as dying alone and being subsequently devoured by her cats, or attempting to date again.

If you don't believe that dating as a thirty-something alpha-widowed woman sucks, then I invite you to take a gander at the "where are all the good guys?!" body of literature written by single thirty-something women trying to find partners before their ovaries start puffing dust in earnest.

Red Pill Wives is about cultivating a harmonious, loving relationship which fulfills the needs of both partners, and is conducive to the self-motivated personal growth of both the man and the woman involved. It's not impossible that a plate-spinning relationship should accomplish this, but it's a remote-enough possibility that we don't feel the need to facilitate a lot of discussion about it.