The Manosphere and the Red Pill specifically is locked in an Eternal September. Everyday some seventeen year old boy finds the Red Pill, and quickly blasts out a Hey Guis How Do I Get Girlz? post without really taking the time to consider the fact that his situation is not unique and that maybe he should split up his Monolithic Paragraph of Teenage Angst, into something more readable. His questions will be lazily and begrudgingly answered by a college bro who's bored as fuck in lecture. A day or so later a Toronto Woman's Studies grad student will find the exchange and write her graduate thesis on it: Hey Guis How Do I Get Girlz?: A Culture of Male Entitlement Female Objectification and Rape.

The irony of the manosphere is that it's participants are too caught up in the details to see the big picture. The boys are busy asking questions. The men are lazily answering them. While the women are doing their very best to get as offended and triggered as possible, so they can at least squeeze some attention out of the whole thing.

To really understand the Manoshpere you need to think back to a time before its existence. In the late 80's and early 90's only techy nerds utilized the series of tubes we call the internet. The gender conversation we are currently having wasn't taking place at the same scale. Back then to swallow the Red Pill an alpha had to spoon feed it to you. It could be at a work BBQ or maybe your uncle told you bitches ain't shit after a couple of beers and a divorce. Either way an Alpha had to have enough patience to put up with your Bluepill NAWLT convulsions and enough DGAF to not care about the repercussions of unplugging you.

The problem with unplugging 1.0 is that women and manginas had an easy way to defend against it. Alphas are by definition rare and it's easy to dismiss their viewpoints as statistically insignificant. Furthermore, unplugging takes time and women are masters at shaming men into terminating their association with Alpha assholes. While some men were getting dosed with The Red Pill, many weren't getting enough milligrams to see gains.

In contrast, unplugging 2.0 and the manosphere in general is far more difficult for women to combat. Instead of one uncle asshole there are thousands. It's much harder to dismiss the viewpoints of hundreds of thousands of people. Which is why bloops have given up on claiming TRP doesn't work and have retreated to shaming language and moral statements. Another advantage of unplugging 2.0 is that women can't restrict access to TRP, like they could an association or person. Once a man sees the Red Pill there is nothing a woman or beta can do to stop the flow of Red Pill. While speaking ill of a person is an effective way of isolating him, speaking ill of an online community only drives more traffic (thanks David Futerelle). Thus the strength of the Red Pill and the manosphere at large is that it's immune from female censorship and shaming tactics. The last and perhaps most significant advantage of unplugging 2.0 is that it provides the Alpha a safe distance from the brotege. As cool as Rollo Tomasi is, he would much rather sit in a quite room, drink scotch, and write books and blog posts then answer the repetitive questions of 19 year old baby alphas in person.

The Red Pill is the men's table at the family BBQ taking place on a colossal scale. Maybe there is going to be a stupid argument like Glock vs 1911. Maybe there will be some insightful information or an interesting discussion. Or maybe your uncle is going to tell you an exaggerated story about his Vegas trip. Regardless the Red Pill and your politically incorrect uncle is a way better time than feminism and your bitter divorced aunt.

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