More than a specific question, I want a point of view on a series of events, my reactions and more on the thoughts that it inspired me.

I warn you, it will take a long time, if you do not want to / can not read multiples pages of storytelling stop it now. And also sorry if my English is a bit wobbly, English is not my native language

I receive some friends whom I have not seen for quite a long time (one of them we have no contacts for 6 months) to have a drink, to remake the world and take news of each others. There are a total of 7 of us, (between guys only ).

  The guys are starting to arrive there are already 3 of us then a fifth, let's call hil Zack, a longtime friend, arrives.   I open and greeted him quickly and indicates the living room. He comes in, hi the other guys and compliments me on my Appart (first time for everyone they come to my house), while sitting down I thank him and sit down. So he starts to talk a little between everyone, just to get comfortable Zack start to getting confortable , that's one of the objectives of the evening, but too quickly and a little too much, he sets foot on the base tables, not much, only I don't like it, I ask Zack not to put his feet on the tables, he charizes me saying at home I became a real housewife, but do not remove them, I asks again to remove them, he starts Charlize me again, then I allow myself to cut him for, again asking him to remove legs from my tables, then he tries to say that what not very serious and Charlize me, again I cut interrupt him to ask him to remove them. It did go like:

ME: Yes ... maybe ... But Zack, for the third time ... remove your feet ... from ... My table ... Please. By keeping a dry tone without being aggressive or raising my voice, I just choose were to make silence to get the message well Delivery without being over emotional.

He executed, finally by throwing me some rash words by the Same time.

ZACK: Okay, M. housewife, at less you're a man when you're with men. (for the context of this sentence, I am a former bluepill, since then my mentality has evolved a lot and I place my needs before any pussy, a few months ago a girl that we have in common try to make me do reparation on her showers, in the hope of a bit of sex, I put her at her place rather dryly, after which, captures of our conversations began to circulate, as well as debates on the sizes of my sex, proportional to my ability to be a "real man", that is to say, for her, to repair the rooms of any girl just for their beautiful eyes).

I: okay ... thanks (on the same tone)

Then ignoring his remark I address myself to another friend, by changing the subject, I ask him about his next trip which he announced on Instagram. The discussion evolves like this at three, Zack having started to manipulate his phone on his spot, until a fifth friend rings, I open and it is with the introduction of this fifth friend that Zack re-enters the conversation . The other friends arrive, we are 7, the night is going well, we all are having a good time. Then at a moment a friend, we will call him John, John pu his feet on the tables, at the moment I don't even notice, but I feel discomfort in the air, especially between Zack and the 2 others, in fact John is the last arrived and do not know what happened before, does not prevent him to feels the discomfort in the hair, he withdraws his feet, there I notice the thing and let him know that it is good, he can do it, just be careful not put your shoes on the table, and make a joke about the size of your feet to relax the atmosphere. It works, apart for Zack, who seems to have taken it badly and for good reason, for him I made a whole cheese (I think not but well) while for John I leave it passed as if nothing had happened . Why ?

Why ? Because. My gut, we will say, describing it in writing and afterwards is quite complicated but, although the gesture was the same, the intentions of Zack and John were not the same, how can I guess their intentions? My guts, I listen to my guts.

Little digression How many senses does man have, 5? 6? No, I don't have the exact figure, but there are currently more than 12, ranging from sight to thermoception, including electroception. The idea of ​​the 5 senses of man, dating from Aristotle, from then human knowledge as well as technology evolved, and if at this time we could just identify precisely 5 senses without it to be a religious speaking of soul and thing relatating more from faith science than science , today we have identified a lot more sense to man and it is likely that this number will increase in the future with progress of science.

The link with the feet on the table?

For Zack, my "gut" told me that it was not a Neutral gesture while for John no, John, I think, just wanted to relax, in a studio room with 6 other men. Zack wanted more "to occupy the space" or more precisely "to occupy my space" to prove its domination on me, its superiority on me by the gestures, is not insecurity which makes me imagined things, I was the smallest and the youngest among all date and John is much more "Alpha" than Zack, it is my gut, and I know that redpill thought places rationality at the center, and talking about guts feeling does not make very redpill, but here is like Aristotle who counted at the time that 5 senses and that today we count the double. Even if I can't put precise words on what this detuction, to explain rationally my "guts feeling", I was not wrong, maybe we can not yet explain this, or it's just me who is not enough cultived in this domain to explain it in a rational way, like "a rational man", nevertheless, I think this feeling in my guts was true and to ignore it of reason would have been a mistake.

Here is the little story, I would like to discuss on all this with you, so if you have anything to say, a remark, a contrary opinion, don't be shy.