Fellas, hold me back because I'm going to punch myself twice in the face and then once in the dick.

... crickets ...

You assholes.

EVERYBODY HATES ME AND EVERYTHING IS ENTIRELY MY FAULT.

If you want to be able to say "I've taken the red pill," that is the one thing that should echo in your mind over and over and over again. And it doesn't matter if it is true or not.

Let's focus on the first part of that sentence for a moment.

It answers a lot of questions:

  • Why do girls ignore me? Because they hate me.
  • Why do I keep getting rejected? Because women hate me.
  • Why can't I get laid / a date / a relationship? Because women hate me.
  • Why did I get cheated on? Because she hates me.
  • Why is she so bitchy? Because she hates me.

What led me to this thought? Rejection. Tons of it. No matter what approaches I use, I'm rejected about 90% of the time. Getting laid is hard. It's so hard that women want to believe it's easy.

It used to be that I could go my own way, ignore them, display dominance, and the traditionalist undercurrent in our society would drive them my way. Not so much anymore. Women are spoiled brats. The nuclear family has been all but destroyed and the rules have changed.

Nowadays, sex is just a game that they don't take seriously. Most of the time, they play only reluctantly, if at all. Whereas I have to get options, they have nothing but options. I am just a plaything to them. Something to be toyed with. And they get bored very easily and very quickly.

It's often not enough for them to simply say "no." They are often rude about it, they lie, they flake, they stiff, they run off with other guys without a second thought, they ditch, they expose and embarrass. Not a single fuck given. I don't want to believe they all hate me, but the truth is they do.

They sure as fuck don't love me. If I'm "lucky," they might like me a little bit.

When I first had that thought I wanted to think that it was only women that hate me.

Oh no, it's more than that....

  • Why are other guys rude to me? Because they hate me.
  • Why do my friends turn their backs on me? Because they hate me.
  • Why are complete strangers so patronizing and disrespectful? Because they hate me.
  • Why can't I find a job? Because employers hate me.

Everybody in the fucking world hates my guts. Why??? I try to be nice. I try to be kind. I try to be thoughtful. I try to be considerate. But it never goes away. So why all the hate?

WHY, FOR FUCK'S SAKE????

It is simply because I am a heterosexual male.

My race doesn't matter. My religion doesn't matter. My political affiliation doesn't matter. My philosophy doesn't matter. My thoughts don't matter. What I say doesn't matter.

It is because I am attracted to women and true to my sexuality.

When confronted, people (particularly women) will fervently deny this. Or it will be explained away. Rationalized and excused. Or reasons will be found to make it true. That's because I am being lied to and toyed with. But the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. The more it fits.

When I choose to accept it rather than react to it, the world around me looks brighter and more alive. When I ignore any emotional response that it stirs up in me, my mind is calm. And how does one achieve that? Simple. Acceptance.

Everyone hates me and that will never change.

By focusing my mind on this, even meditating on it, and carrying it with me throughout the day, I feel the power that it instantly gives: I am learning to anticipate the moves people make. Moreover, it becomes clear to me that most people are not master strategists nor tacticians. They invest very little thought into anything at all. They're not using much more than their reptilian brains: work, eat, shit, fuck, sleep.

They like this way of living. Let them have it. They hate me simply for being a heterosexual male, but it's utterly pointless to stir up the pot trying to pry their eyes open.

On to the next part: everything is entirely my fault.

What the ever-loving fuck? How is that even possible?

It doesn't matter.

It's easy to look at that meme and laugh it off. It's easy to look at it through a bluepill lens and get annoyed, offended, or even angry about it. But as I pointed out recently, it should be taken very seriously. Because as men, we exist to be blamed. That is our place in life, and it is becoming rarer and rarer for women to get any. It's called the Pussy Pass. And often in the same breath that any blame is shifted off of them, they do indeed get plenty of free stuff from the Thirsty 80 and the government.

EVERYBODY HATES ME AND EVERYTHING IS ENTIRELY MY FAULT.

My feelings have no effect. My emotions have no effect. Sarcasm doesn't work. That is my place, and it will never change.

Might as well just not give a fuck and do whatever the fuck I want.