The Red Pill Thread

[atctim]

I love seeing the progress here. It is really amazing how something like this can be so simple and in front of your face, yet without some guidance one can not see how really wrong we have been doing things for years. I applaud all of you guys who are "practicing" and bettering themselves.

For years, I had asked myself, why do all the hot chicks go for the arseholes? Well - it's not so much that they are "arseholes" - they are just being Alpha, which is by nature what women want. You can be Alpha A.F. and not be a prick about it. There is a difference in being assertive and knowing what you want VS being a prick. I now know the difference. I like practicing on waitresses in restaurants now. They see hundreds of men per day. These women see betas and alphas all day long. They sure react different when you act alpha.

All I know is it has changed my life for the better and it sounds like it is for you guys too. It is just a shame that we are lead to believe something our entire lives, and when it all comes crashing down around us (multiple times for me) we ask why. Now, when we know why, and can be the men we are designed to be, things don't come crashing down around you. It's amazing to say the least.

[ironchop]

..... You can be Alpha A.F. and not be a prick about it. There is a difference in being assertive and knowing what you want VS being a prick. I now know the difference. ....

I agree and I think this is hard for some guys to understand. You've seen it on TRP forums and blog comment sections too, I'm sure. Guys who just act like dicks to women or they think that alpha is only about attitude and not about trying not to be a fat lazy slob with zero manners and tact. I might be wrong but I thought that PUAHater was these guys. I never read their stuff but I know that alot of guys get the wrong idea or are just lazy and when this stuff doesn't work out for them, they blame the message...which, ironically, is a totally Beta thing to do

Women also sometimes get the idea that we are trying to teach each other to be misogynists and dickheads and that isn't true either



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[6bt]

Funny seeing this topic here, As I'm a subscriber on Reddit. I think everything here is dead on. In my late teens, I did pretty well with the ladies. In my 20's not so much. I fell into the "beta" way of things and feel I lost some respect from them. Late 20's I figured I where I went wrong, and started to correct things. Nowadays, things are good. Engaged, but we both respect each other. I compromise sometimes, but not all the time. I feel bad for anyone trying to find love in their 30's though...lots of kids, baggage and issues. If you can't find one there's always mgtow right?

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[atctim]

Here is part 2 in the series "Men in America".

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlnhxQly2Wg

Tonight, part 3 will air on Tucker Carlson. I'll be watching as this type of news is rarely if ever covered by the lame stream media - and it is very obvious why this is not news to the lame stream media: it goes against the agenda they are pushing.

[sledcrazyinCT]

Here is part 2 in the series "Men in America".

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlnhxQly2Wg

Tonight, part 3 will air on Tucker Carlson. I'll be watching as this type of news is rarely if ever covered by the lame stream media - and it is very obvious why this is not news to the lame stream media: it goes against the agenda they are pushing.

I only caught yesterday's portion and it brings up how our society is on decline because the lack of biological fathers raising their children. Pretty shocking the stats of children's future where only a single parent is raising their family.

[fabiodriven]

I've been excelling in some areas and failing in others, but overall I do feel changed for the better thus far, even with little results yet yielded. I've been slacking on the book, it's laying next to me right now. I was reading it tonight for the first time in days when I realized how many times the author mentions the "So Suave" forum, and it dawned on me I should probably check that out, so I did. I started an account on that forum so I'll be poking around on there.

The material itself I'm grasping no problem, it's sinking right in. I'm doing great in the physical workout area, however it takes so much for my body to show improvements physically, it's always been that way, but I'm friggin 38 years old all of a sudden and a little belly has crept up on me real sneaky-like. It's proving hard to work with, but I work on it every day. I feel like a large part of the mental aspect I already have down, even with the lack of real-world practice I've experienced. I'm actually looking forward to speaking with members of the opposite sex I'd normally fall apart in front of, I already know I'm going to do really well. There is no doubt in my mind, and there is no loss if I don't do well, nothing to fear. Just a month or so ago I felt uncomfortable, I would avert my eyes when I saw attractive women because it hurt so bad, it was like a tease. A tease on the most primal urge we as human beings can feel. "I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes, I have to turn my head until my darkness goes." That whole deal. The Stones summed that up quite well. This has been my experience for years, something I've never been able to overcome, until now. Now I'm waiting to not only see them, but engage them (in conversation), and see where that leads. I still haven't been getting out much which is something else I should be working on.

Areas which need addressing in my case are cigarettes (absolutely have to go at some point), weed (must be curtailed), and porn (which I watch as much as the next five guys who post multiplied by ten). These three areas need severe work. Butts have long been a weakness for me, so silly. It's a true addiction which I must address before it addresses me, no easy way about that. The chronic I shouldn't have too many problems slowing down on. I've got enough to do around here to keep me busy and the chronic only impedes on those things, and I really need to be productive right now. I have a lot of bikes to fix and a house to spruce up.

Giving up porn is going to be difficult for me. To be blunt, most might categorize me as a porn addict. The truth is, I'm more of a sex addict. I don't especially enjoy being with myself, I enjoy sex, possibly more than most. Unfortunately for me, traditionally I've not been much of a ladies man, leaving me with droughts that can last months or years. This is how porn becomes my friend. I've ploughed out a few chicks over the last three or four years I've been single, but very few of those experiences have been with true sa-mokeshows that I felt I could have a sexual rapport with, and it is in that rapport where the true shenanigans lie, where two people can really explore one another and go to amazing heights sexually. The goal of ascertaining that again has proven so elusive to me that it becomes depressing, I feel overwhelmed and undergunned (mentally), and I give up before I even begin to try. These are some of the lowest points of my life.

I hesitate to post this because I'm still getting used to it not being a bad thing. I hung my hat on so many awful beta traits it's amazing, I was the definition of the word beta. Old habits die hard, and I'm still learning. This iteration of Fabio is something rarely ever seen. He's existed at times, I can recall the times of alpha Fabio easily because there have been so few of them. What I'm getting at is, there is a part of me looking for confrontation. There have been many times in my life I've acted alpha and stood my ground. It's easy to do when you're carrying a machine gun, so there was that. There have been many times I've acted alpha in confrontations in everyday life as well from the time I was a child, and notice I'm saying acted. That's because I was only acting. If the situation had escalated I might not have been as alpha as I was acting. The difference now is, I'm feeling strong physically (and I'm just getting warm) as well as mentally.

If you had told me the following were my thoughts a little over a month ago I'd have said no, I would never, ever say that, but I feel like I'm thirsting for confrontation. Don't take that the wrong way, I'm not out driving around looking for quad riders to pick fights with (watch your back Swatland ). I'm talking about someone who wants to challenge me on some level. Let's say a woman who's initially acting put-off by my advances. Very rarely, if ever, have I ever pursued a woman who's turned me down initially. Typically it's "Oh you're not interested? OK! Have a nice night!" Then I'm off the hook with myself because "I tried". The idea of overcoming that excites me now. I want to see what's past that point. Can I say or do something to win her over? If so, what? Maybe I can figure something out, maybe not. It's not a loss either way, but rather valuable experience to be used after that. I really hesitate to say this, as I've never liked tough guys or guys who look for trouble, nor do I think I'm a tough guy or a fighter. I'm 145 frickin pounds. I've avoided so many confrontations in my life, so many. It's time to change that. I can't help but wonder where that attitude will get me, and the thought of "having more confrontations" seems like a recipe for trouble, but I have a knack for coming out on top in certain circumstances. Maybe I'll end up beat up or killed, or maybe I'll beat someone up a lot bigger than myself (which most guys are). Either way, glory never came to the guy who avoided the situation altogether.

So there's an update from this end. Again, I wish I had more results to share. People are trying to drag me out of the house all the time, very rarely do I go. I said I'm going to change that but I haven't really. Kicking pot is going to be key to that, and friggin everyone I know blazes the chronic here since it's legal. I spend more time with my neighbor than anyone else, and he blazes the chronic as well. Everyone does, like I said! It can be done though. Although I never felt great in Hawaii, I did notice my head was clear from not being blazed all the time. Also it goes without saying that pot heads are the most non-confrontational creatures on the planet, and I'm looking for confrontation in a way.

I know what I need to do (thanks to this thread) and I'm not saying I'm tossing the butts and weed tomorrow and I'm quitting the mass debate team, but I do know what I need to do. Excelling in some areas, others need improvement. Let us see what time brings. Thank you guys again.

[ironchop]

.... I'm actually looking forward to speaking with members of the opposite sex I'd normally fall apart in front of, I already know I'm going to do really well. There is no doubt in my mind, and there is no loss if I don't do well, nothing to fear. ....

Practice.

I flirt with all the ladies whether I want them or not. I'm more aloof with the hotter ones but flirty nonetheless. As long as they are over 18, of course.

I flirt with waitresses, the old ass ladies at the DMV, young cashiers at the store, the morbidly obese woman at the auto parts store. Girls with horrible acne. Women over the phone even. The woman in line in front if me at the grocery store or sitting next to me at my nephews graduation. You name it. I flirt with them all as if they are all tens. Sometimes you make a girl's day simply by acting interested and engaged so it's like a public service haha.

I even flirt with pissed off women. I seem to be adept at these type. I'm also good at getting them pissed off as well but that's another story. Alot of times, they change their attitude if they know I'm not bothered or turned off by theirs. I keep my frame most of the time unless I'm in a bad mood that day and in that case I don't bother but otherwise, flirt with them.

I'm not gross or harrassing or tactless or too forward, just charming and flirty(hopefully). Doesn't matter if they take you to task and want you, you can always back away if you're really disgusted by her.

It teaches me how to disarm women verbally and also when I do encounter a really attractive woman, it's just second nature by that point and I'm much more relaxed and confident. Flirt with every damn one of them. Start ugly and work your way up.

I get free food, drinks, and women will go out of their way, like the old gal at the DMV did after I flirted with her on the phone before I got there. She recognized my voice and kept complimenting me and sped me thru my license renewal. She was almost 70 but who cares? We both felt better so what does it hurt?

Like I said, it irritates my wife to some extent but she gets off on seeing other women interested in me. Boosts her ego too. This much she has admitted to me.

I don't cheat though. I don't get phone numbers and when offered, I politely mention my wife (sometimes that doesn't deter a woman though). The point is to develop charm and confidence and it's worked for me. When I was high, it was a train wreck so go at them sober.

Also....I will talk to absolutely anyone. Total stranger or not. It really messes with people but it projects confidence. Women respond faster and more likely than men as long as you don't seem threatening in any way.

A few months ago a woman replied to me "I have a boyfriend" after just striking up a conversation. So I held frame and replied (while smiling) "I'm not interested in asking you out. I'm just making conversation. The world would be a better place if we were a bit friendlier to one another." She responded by talking to me for another ten minutes before I cut it off tactfully and bid her good day politely


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[Scootertrash]

Self confidence is the most potent aphrodisiac in the world.

Although one must be careful not to become so self confident that you appear arrogant.

[atctim]

Frame is what I am concentrating on recently. When you maintain frame, everything changes. As Red Pill works in every aspect of your life, one big problem with me is raising my voice to the old ladies' kids. I have been finding it much much more productive not to lose it with them. It will also teach these young boys (9, 11, 12) to do the same. Kids learn more from observing than anything else. This transfers to the old lady seeing the change in me and has been extremely good to me in various ways (wink wink). With her boys not having their father around since they were too young to remember, I have to keep in mind that I am the father figure now - one they so desperately need as to not fall into the fatherless boy syndrome of being total betas and average frustrated chumps raised by women only. Without a man present in a boys life, this is certain doom for cuckhood and a life of misery not knowing how to be a man. A woman can not teach a boy how to be a man. A man is needed for this - and not a beta man either. I've seen it time and time again - young men raised by women only, acting like a female rather than a male. I think this has a lot to do with all of the "feelings over facts" in todays society. It's the female mindset that the young men know no different.

I have also been stepping up my game with flirting right in front of the old lady. The reactions I get from her are mixed. It seems if the girl I am flirting with is hotter than her, she wants to "mate guard" however if the girl is less desirable, I don't get much of a reaction from her at all. Regardless - the practice is fun and it really helps me with confidence in the real world. It goes to show there is so much going on in regards to sexuality in a relationship that I had never thought about; or even knew about. I am sure these things are standard equipment for womenz, but to me it was hidden in plain sight until I found the Red Pill. Man, if I could have a do-over and go back to when I was 18, my life sure would look different. Life is not about do-overs though, it's about learning and moving on with new knowledge attained. Life is getting so much better for me on so many levels. Understanding the problem seems to be the biggest hurdle to overcome. the rest kind of falls into place. I just simply can not believe it took me 40 years to figure it out. It all goes back to what we were taught and what was presented to us growing up. Teach the young boys, teach them to be men. If we do not teach the next generation what being a man actually is, our society can not survive for more than a couple more generations.

[ironchop]

Man Tim....that post hits home.

Here's my situation. Wife married twice before. One kid with both ex husbands. One ex husband was an alcoholic but he did try to be a part of his daughters life. The second ex was a meth head. Lost their home, business and everything they worked for to cook meth. He abused the kids and my wife. He went on instead of having to fight me alot but now he has very little contact with his son for quite a few years and his son isn't losing sleep.

Some of you probably met my son "pork chop" as Crazy70man Andy dubbed him our first year at TF. Well I've always tried to teach him what I used to call "the man code" since he was about four. Since he was technically my stepson, my wife tended to interfere when I tried to instill discipline and she undermined all my efforts because she wanted to be his friend because she carried a tremendous amount of guilt because of his father.

I got frustrated more and more over the years and got heavier handed, louder mouthed, and generally was being a house tyrant instead of a male role model. Our nephew with no present father either lived there too and he was the same mess. I don't hit my kids. Never did, however for example, one time he got to disrespecting his mom and yelling, slams his door and locks us out. I flipped out, broke the door down, tore it from the hinges and said "lock that shyte, punk. No more door"....WRONG thing to do. He doesn't respect me, he fears me. Fear is not respect.

So now pork chop has worked about three weeks at two separate jobs since last September. He's deeply depressed. His girlfriend f@#$ed his cousin a few times and dumped him again for another guy recently. He's addicted to her like a drug. Smokes pot 24/7. No job. Bums money and cigarettes off mom. Quit trade school three years ago and has no plans, hopes, or dreams outside of hanging with all the other dope smoking single parent losers so this reinforces his lack of effort.

So wife and I were talking in the parking lot of Tractor Supply just last night when this very thing dawned on me. I've got to stop being so angry with him and constantly expressing my disappointment. I warned her 15 yrs ago that he would end up 29 and still living in our basement. I don't want to be right about that. Four years ago, he got accepted into UofL fast-track Engineering program. Scored a 31 on his ACT. Probably the smartest child we have but the girls are pretty close in intelligence. I want to scream watching him throw his life away. He quit Football over a girl. He quit Uof L over a different girl. He's quit everything else like his band who was semifamous in the area and most of his friends (the successful ones) over this current girl.

I'm worried about him. I need to know how to get thru to him and Frame was my problem all along.

Another thing about single moms is the special considerations and issues when the new mate has to raise kids you didn't create yourself. Whole new pile of issues
and it's affecting millions of men.

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[atctim]

Ironchop: you are speaking my language. I've been with Nina for 6 years now. I was still very beta and knew nothing of Red Pill teachings when I met her. 2 years later, I offered for her and her family to move in to my rather large house with me. Have I regretted it? Yes. Would of I done the same knowing what I know now? No. But here I am and I am driven by knowing deep down these kids need a father. If for nothing more than some stability in their lives. My real drive is to raise kids that will be honest, hard working non-losers. Will I succeed? Who knows. I do know you can only do so much. I struggled with her giving in to her kids every whim all the time. I saw her being a friend, not a mother. I was stepped on, felt used, and very disrespected. This is how I found the red pill! As I learned red pill I fought with her as a power struggle. I can imagine it was a shock when I slowly went from beta to alpha. Once she started seeing the change, it was not easy for her to let go of the reigns. As of about a year ago when I had a good understanding of red pill - it was all pretty much laid out on the line. She learned that lines had been crossed, and she learned that I was not budging from my convictions. I went from red pill aware to hardcore red pill in about a 6 month period. Things could not be better since this happened. She needed a leader, not a provider. I think her eyes have become opened to it as much as mine did.

Now with these kids, it is a daily struggle for me, as they are ungrateful, entitled, and that is all they have known for their entire lives. Her guilt from birthing 4 kids to two different losers has made her cave to them all the time. This no longer happens. The oldest is an extremely obese 16 year old girl. She is a pretty good kid and good hearted, but the big rock in the front yard is more energetic than her. I fear for her health, but at this point in her life, it is on her. We can't change her. The oldest boy is 12. He lived with his loser father for about 2 years prior to moving in with me. He is obsessed with video games. It is to the point where it has become very unhealthy for him. When I say unhealthy, I don;t mean physically, I mean mentally. As his disrespect for us grew, so did his "addiction". I have told her to take the game away for years now. As I said, Nina is finally seeing the light in having a leader and she is in the first mate role. As of a few days ago, she finally agreed to put the stupid game up as it had consumed the kid and she now agrees it is mentally terrible for him. We shall see how it plays out. I had a conversation with him the day we took it away. I asked him a very simple quesiton: "other than the X Box, what do you like to do?" He could not answer me. I explained that this was the problem. He will take a while to recover I am sure, but I can not let him continue on the path he was on. It was getting to the point he was setting his alarm clock for the middle of the night, and sneaking downstairs to play. The younger two boys pretty much have no memory of their loser father, and have been around me basically for their entire memory serving lives. The youngest could easily be mistaken as my on. The middle one has some "manning up" to do as I mentioned before, being raised my his mother, grandmother, and aunts does no boy any favor. He is coming around, but has several issues still.

I have to almost remind myself hourly to keep my frame with these kids. I will do everything in my power to mentor these boys the best I can. Life is tough, and I almost feel my calling is to teach these boys how to be men. Who knows - hopefully we can drink beer in my garage together in twenty years and wrench on 3 wheelers together. Male comradere is what we all need more of!

[fabiodriven]

So many valuable posts here, it really is amazing. If I started quoting and replying to them all, this post would be way too long. I'm amazed at how much I've figured out in such a short amount of time.

Tim and Doug, in response to your most recent posts having to do with guiding a younger generation and being a role model, I do have a comparison to make. I have no children in my life (not by accident), I don't like kids. However I do know someone who I have attempted to guide which I can relate to your experiences to a degree.

The very first time you guys shared this and I began to read, I had a premonition of the future. One thing I learned when studying the law of attraction, you must be prepared to lose certain people from your life. That may sound like an undesirable result initially, however the people lost along the way are usually not the right people for you to be around in order for you to obtain your personal goals. We are all the company we keep. If you spend your time with losers, you will likely become a loser. If you spend your time with someone who is your idea of an aspiration, then it would be of no surprise if you started to become the man you'd like to be.

My premonition was that I might end up losing a friend over TRP, and I got that immediately after I started reading. Up until a couple weeks ago, I'd text with a particular friend all the time. We would text all day and night. The short story is, this guy is a loser. He's a big loser. He makes some really poor life decisions and doesn't appear to be learning a thing, it's very difficult for me to watch. He's doormat, everyone walks all over him. His boss, his family, and his old lady. As I began to learn this material, I immediately thought about that particular friend. I was a loser, but this kid is bad. As quickly as I'd thought about how beneficial this would be to him, I realized he would never invest himself into something like this. I knew then it was going to be a loss, mere minutes into beginning this thread. We have indeed had a falling out after a string of events where I watched him fail and helped him up, only to watch him fail again and make more poor decisions.

^^^This guy^^^ The guy I'm referencing in those two paragraphs we'll call "Betamax". When TRP subject was first brought up and subsequently this thread created, I learned so much about myself so quickly, it was almost overwhelming. It was as if someone were in my head and had been there observing my life and actions for years. I was the definition of beta, as I've said. As beta as I was, I have never met anyone as amazingly beta as Betamax. Now Betamax needs this subject in his life something fierce, this kid is a total pushover. I have been his shoulder to cry on for years now, and he's listened to me gripe as well. We've perpetually bounced horrible, depressing thoughts off one another for a very long time, and due to his poor decision making he's now desperately depressed and defeated, feelings I know all too well. As grateful as I was for my own well being when I began reading TRP, I couldn't help but imagine what this could do for Betamax. He is my friend, and I want to see him prosper in life and succeed. He had gotten to the point of his depression being so bad that he was speaking about seeking professional help, someone to talk to. If you knew this guy, you would know how much of an indicator that is that he's really, really desperate. He's uncommonly quiet, he didn't speak at all up until his late teens, so speaking to a therapist is a gigantic leap for him.

Betamax doesn't have the money to seek professional help either, he doesn't have the money for anything. Another indicator at how desperate he is. When I realized how helpful TRP would be to Betamax, I felt like Columbus when he discovered America. This would be huge to him, life altering, and it's FREE! The only price you pay is a little time invested, and very few things easy are worth doing.

Betamax was also raised fatherless in a family comprised completely of women with him being the only male. His sisters and mother are awful creatures I've learned from what Betamax has informed me of. Not long ago, Betamax and his awful girlfriend had to move out of their apartment and back home with his family because Betamax knocked up his girlfriend and they could no longer afford their apartment due to their new baby on the way, and also the apartment was too small to raise a child in. This was a huge step backwards, moving back home, and consistent with the actions taken by Betamax. If you're going to make a move, any move in life, move forward. Worst case scenario lateral moves are acceptable to a point where forward momentum can then be reinstated. Forward momentum with work, at home, with women, everything.

Betamax has no concern for excelling at anything at all or doing anything that requires any effort whatsoever. He's the best sleeper I've seen. He can fall asleep anywhere and sleep through any alarm clock for hours on end, and he could sleep a whole weekend away no problem. His boss is dealing with the onset of Alzheimer's, so essentially the boss is batshit crazy, dangerous, and his mind is in another dimension. It's just him and the boss there, nobody else at the company. For years he's worked there, he drives way too far every day into the city for what he's paid, and he's essentially the puppet of an elderly man with Alzheimer's. Now, you might think at some point during your elderly boss getting Alzheimer's that you would start "thinking for the boss", or taking over, or speaking up for yourself... Not Betamax! Betamax does what he's told, even if the person telling him what to do is an elderly man with Alzheimer's. It doesn't matter how dangerous or ridiculous the task, Betamax will never speak up. If I could share with you guys the countless stories over the years this kid's been working with this guy, my goodness. They are sign fabricators so they're working up over people's heads a lot. Lots of tools to drop from the tops of ladders or off roofs.... If you could see the stories of what this kid goes through every day you would be astonished. If it were me instead of Betamax, I wouldn't have lasted a week, and that's why I'm not in the predicament he is. I'd have left that guy and found a much better job, makes sense right? Betamax doesn't do that. Instead he decides he's working far too much and tells his boss he wants to lessen his work load and work three days a week instead of five. So let's review- He's just moved back home because he can't afford to be out on his own anymore, just had a kid with an awful girl, has no money whatsoever, and he decides it's time to cut his own hours. To explore another career option or do some side work? No. To catch up on sleep.

Then he comes home to his shite family. This kid is really nice, there's a reason why we were friends as long as we were, but his sisters and mom are terrible. I couldn't portray to you how disgusting these people are. Coffee filters for toilet paper, trash overflowing every day, bathroom completely coated in black mold, the fridge... oh the fridge... When Betamax moved in he had to clean the fridge, he had no choice because there was no room to put anything else in there. You might think "At least they have a lot to eat in the house." You would be mistaken in that assertion, because a huge amount of the food in the fridge had gone bad a looong time ago. This stuff is way past expired. There was four year old chicken in the freezer, no bullshit. I actually have a picture of that. This past fall when it first started to get cold (it wasn't near real cold yet), Betamax came home to find nobody in the house and the heat set to 82, the highest setting it will go to. It was probably about 45 degrees outside. Collectively the family has next to no money, they're all like him, so why not waste the home heating oil we have? Not only that but the furnace is rickety at best, so let's run it at full tilt, burning oil for no reason, when there's nobody home, and it's not even cold out. Another thing about when Betamax and his gee eff moved back home, the bathroom was a disgusting, moldy, mess. He didn't even send pictures of that, but the description he gave... This kid's sisters are total animals, it really is animalistic the way they live. If I didn't know who these women were and I saw them out somewhere I wouldn't hesitate to hit on them, which is scary. It's no wonder a decent amount of the women I have over my house are impressed by what I consider quite basic. Women in my experience are friggin slobs anyways, but I don't want to get carried away on that. So Betamax and his gee eff clean all the mold out of the bathroom when they move back home, clean the fridge, take out the piles of trash, and generally improve things around the house, only to have every action they take thwarted by the awful family. They are disgusting people and they like the way they are.

It's also Betamax's duty to keep the driveway clear of snow. With himself, his mom, and his sisters, that's four vehicles. All of them have significant others, so there's four more cars. Their driveway could accommodate about four cars give or take, so people end up parking on the lawn and such. Parking is tight. Betamax is the only one who knows how to use the snowblower (how convenient), so he goes out there and runs the machine. If he's lucky he might get one of the boyfriends out there to run a shovel. One might imagine that because of Betamax's efforts keeping the parking spots open that he would automatically get a spot himself. Once again, one might be mistaken in that assertion. After Betamax gets home from his underpaid job working for a mental case which is too far away to justify vs what he's paid, he now has nowhere to park. All the spots are taken not only by his sisters, but also their boyfriends! What does betamax do about this? Nothing, and he clears the parking spots out next storm for them again.

If you've not yet caught on this is what life is like when left to the devices of the female species, this is my whole point. Not just a rant about an argument with a friend.

The heat went out on them a half dozen times this winter, and Betamax now has an infant he's raising in that house. This is no bueno. You know, the heat that they had cranked to 82 when it was 45 outside? And that's another thing- the child. Betamax's gee eff sucks in just about every aspect. She walks all over him just like everyone else. It was way too soon when he got her prego, I winced hard on that one. Ouch dude. He's so bizarre in relationships, he acts as though there is no other woman in the world, it's really strange. I can't point out a pretty girl to him somewhere and talk about her, even if his girl isn't around. The times I've hung out with them as a couple I couldn't wait to get away from her. A night with her consists of her looking at everyone in the place we're at and finding awful things to say about them, and, every single time without failure, somehow there always ends up being someone who has been "staring at her all night", and it becomes a problem. OK, maybe if you didn't spend all night staring at everyone else and coming up with awful things to say about them you wouldn't end up with this problem every single time you go out? Maybe if you engaged the people you are there to see and held a decent conversation you wouldn't even know these other people exist? I dunno!

Which brings me to my next point, Betamax and his gee eff are going to fight the world. It got to the point I told him I don't want to hear about how they're going to beat everyone up every time we go out. I'm no tough guy, but Betamax is the direct opposite of whatever a tough guy is. I got so sick of hearing him and his gee eff talk about how they're going to get up and slap this one or beat that one up that I called him out. I said I would love to see either you or your gee eff slap ANYBODY. It's not going to happen, so would you guys please find a better subject to discuss or get up and slap somebody, please. They ain't slapping anyone, ever. He would never speak to her how he really feels, it's just whatever she wants and he goes along with it. He's afraid to speak to her. I inquired to him once about a friend of his girlfriend's that I had an interaction with on the Bookface. I knew this girl worked with his gee eff at Petco, but I didn't know which store they worked at. I was assuming they worked at the same store, and then I figured I'd go to that location the next time I needed cat litter. I asked Betamax which store his gee eff worked at, still under the assumption she worked at the same location as the girl I was interested in. He told me which location his girl works at and then I asked if the other girl worked there, at which point the conversation got weird. His answers got odd and indirect. It was a very simple question I had asked, yet he was skirting it. I knew exactly what the problem was. He wasn't sure what location this girl worked at, he knew it wasn't the same location as his girlfriend, but he didn't want to ask his girlfriend which location she worked at. I was already cold on the idea anyways, it didn't matter to me anymore. If she didn't work at the location I was asking about I wasn't going to go out of my way, so my question had already been answered. I could have dropped it then and there, but I was miffed. Why would he not ask his girl which location her friend worked at if I had wanted him to? What is the harm? Why try and play little word games with me and skirt the question? He knows he's going to lose a mental game with me. I'm not just going to forget I'd asked him. Why not just tell me the reason why he doesn't want to ask his girlfriend where her friend works? Because very few people are going to say "I'm scared to ask her that." Which is the truth. The reasoning behind it I don't know, but the ultimate answer is that he was scared to ask his girlfriend about her friend for me. He would rather bullshit me and play little word games with me and insult my intelligence than simply ask his girlfriend a question that she shouldn't be bothered by. That was right before I was introduced to TRP, and even before I realized how spineless this kid is. That made me mad and very disappointed in him, and it also made me see how spineless he really is even prior to TRP.

Many things "dawned on me" when I began reading this thread. I solved so many mysteries I had questions about, so many things just came to me. One of those things I realized has to do with Betamax being a "fight magnet". I had no idea why this was, but it was true. Multiple times over the years Betamax has been the target of random fights. The kid won't say boo to anyone, he won't even correct an order if whatever asked for at a restaurant comes out wrong, he'll just deal with it. He's that passive, super passive. For reasons I understand now, Betamax would be at a party when a random big dude would come at him and start a fight completely unprovoked. For years the reason behind this eluded me, but now it is clear as day. Obviously I don't have to explain anything to you all, it's clear what's going on in that situation and why it's happened to him so frequently. I've seen it happen to him at least twice, and one of those times our bigger buddy who likes to fight was there to save his ass. The other time I don't recall what happened but I can assure you Betamax kicked zero ass. It was a big deal for me to figure out why it is he's always dealing with that.

Honestly I could continue on with stories about this guy all day. I do realize how hard I'm trashing this kid right now, but I'm trying to set an example of worst case scenario if you do nothing and take the easy way through life all the time and sit around and lick your wounds. I love this kid, he's funny and we've had a lot of fun together, but I couldn't watch it anymore. It was tough to ever take him for face value or give his opinion any sort of credence because he's so amazingly wishy-washy. He'll go with the flow, even if that flow is going down the drain. On more than one occasion I misspoke and said the exact opposite of what I meant by accident, we've all done that. Rather than correct me, Betamax went along with what I accidentally said which was the direct opposite of what I meant, but when I corrected myself he was OK with that too. So how do you really feel? Nobody will ever know because he doesn't care how he really feels and never shows that to anyone. I want someone to correct me when I'm wrong, not a "yes man" who will bend to my every whim whether that be right or wrong (in those words are the absolute key as to why I am single).

If you've not yet caught on this is what life is like when left to the devices of the female species, this is my whole point. Not just a rant about an argument with a friend. This person was raised with no father under the influence of females and females only, and these are the results of this. This person is completely helpless, makes all the wrong decisions, and thinks he is content with "just getting by", meanwhile his depression is at dangerous levels. He made me nervous! That's saying a lot! Kid's got post-partem and he's not even a female!

TRP could be the answer to everything for him, but he refused to even try it. I was ecstatic to have been shown something like this for myself, and I couldn't wait to show him, but apparently reading and watching a few videos is too much effort and not worth it. This is an extreme case and he's likely to never change or improve, as his life patterns have shown that he never does. He's helpless, he takes steps backwards, and maybe he'll always be that way. That is none of my concern.

Doug if you're still reading this, I relate far too much to Porkchop, or related I should say. I feel his pain, I think many of us do. Depression can be the most god awful debilitating thing on the planet and the hardest thing in the world to get out of. Many die before they'll muster the effort to make improvements, and the thought of improving on a piece of shite (as a depressed person views themselves) seems like an exercise in futility when you're that low and depressed. It is very, very difficult to shake depression that's ingrained that deeply. We've all taken hits from women, that's what they do, and every one of our personal experiences in these situations is "exceptionally bad". We feel like we've just taken a hit harder than any man in existence has ever taken previous, however that's just not the case. We've all been there, we've all taken these hits, and the only way to win is to get up and hit back. You and I know this now, and I hope Porkchop figures it out at some point.

I hope I wasn't too long winded here. This guy has been on my mind since my journey with TRP has begun, and I'm unwell today on the couch. It was a good opportunity to do a little writing. Thanks for reading guys.

The following picture was taken in the fall of 2017.

[ironchop]

Thanks John.

It's time to start applying myself to this problem with porkchop.

Our FIRST TF was effin great. He was in between girls. It was the first time I let him drive on a road trip or drive me anywhere for that matter. We connected more than ever in history and I thought it would continue but I forget that you can't just plant a seed in a pot and walk away.

Second TF was aweful. Brand new needy ass gf. She texted him non-stop for four days. She could not function without hearing from him literally (in the correct definition of the word) every fifteen minutes. Between all the rain all week and her constant need to be the center of attention, he was miserable. We fought alot that week. I had enough by Saturday morning so I packed the truck and we left.

She didn't need shyte....she couldn't stand that he was having fun and she was not and she was having none of that. When he's home, she won't text for hours. Fun time? Every ten minutes and then every minute until he answered. She was 18 with the maturity of a 12 yr old. Two parent household but guess what?....daddy issues....daddy is a beta too and her mother RULES his life, cheats on him, steals his stuff, leads the state police on high speed chases, carjacks people, does meth, stole my son's guns, and he takes her back every time so that's what Princess had for a male role model so naturally she seeks the same.

We ended up in a fight about it after a four hour truck ride home where he had to stay talking to her the entire time. He got smart with me at home and I told him to "stop being a pussy" and we aren't going on anymore trips until he learned to put her in her place....he chose her, of course.

His cousin is a carbon copy of him and three years older. She starts F@#$ING his cousin, then dumps porkchop, gets his cousin to take her on vacation and gets the cousin to blow thru his $3800 in savings ...in under two weeks, Nick had $300 left. She dumps Nick, gets porkchop back because Nick is out of money. I banned the whore from my house last summer...that's still in effect but I know he sneaks her in when I'm not at home. She repeated the behavior again a couple months ago and kicks Pork out and moves in her "friend" a meth head that looks like Adam Sandler in Little Nicky. That lasted a couple weeks till Little Nicky gets busted for meth and then she's calling Pork back again.

BTW, her daddy pays her rent too. her friends buy her food because they feel sorry for her. She had no job either from June until last month.

Its DISGUSTING.

Pork gets openly hit on by very attractive, and more importantly, very well adjusted, intelligent, and responsible young ladies and older ones too....both who got their shyte together. He ignores them because I guess he thinks he can only keep a broken girl anyway so why try...this just kills me. It's breaking his mom's heart too. She realizes her mistakes with him but at this point, he's 23 and dead set on being a brooding lost boy with enough weed to forget his troubles.

Her aspiration was to be a "no-touch" stripper" or a hair and nail tech. Straight from her mouth, not mine. The girls who want him are fashion models, college graduates, driven girls....or they are broken, twisted, emotional children who blame everyone else for every poor decision they made. Girls who tell me they can't work because "I have social anxiety" or "I have to smoke weed or else my periods are all out of whack or really bad" or "I was in a car wreck and I'm going on disability as soon as they let me" and then go water skiing or master reverse cowgirl like nothing is truly wrong with them. I don't make this up. This is actually being said out loud. I've been told "I can't concentrate without weed because ADHD" and "I can't eat or digest food right without weed"

I'm not down on herb. The problem I have is when these kids buy weed instead of food or rent. Or when they get online, find every excuse to justify getting more weed by reading the latest "weed is good for treating __________(insert name of every known malady here)" and then they need 14 hours of Xbox and seven blunts a day. A job just gets in the way of their 'treatment'.

Being a general loser isn't my battle either but these kids refuse to suffer anything so naturally someone's mom, baby daddy, grandma, or the taxpayer are expected to cover their expenses. After all, I'm a victim and I can't be held accountable for this Capitalist oppression. I deserve a living wage and legalized zombie smoke and F@#K you for saying I need a job.


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[atctim]

After reading about Betamax, I feel really bad for him. I feel I have been in similar situations as his, but never to the extent you describe. Now, on to the issue of the chicken! With all of the wiminz living in this house together, where Betamax lives now - there is obviously no leadership whatsoever! I've seen this time and time again. Growing up I always heard how messy and dirty men are. It was later in life, when I began working in my profession, that I visited many different houses daily. Without a doubt, the female species are the dirtiest, messiest, filthiest of the sexes. I've seen it first hand so many times. I've seen Nina sweep the kitchen floor into a pile, stand the broom up beside the pile, and walk away from it for 3 days. I've actually seen that happen twice, and I'll bet it never happens again. I just can not in my pea brain understand how 5 minute job can be cut short by one minute, and then put off for the next 3 days. It is puzzling to me honestly. Without a leader, are they that helpless? Most are. My mother raised me in an ultra clean house. I'm talking super clean. Thursday would be house cleaning day. Everything was cleaned regardless if it needed it or not. 4 times per year all the walls were wiped down. 4 times per year, everything came out of all the kitchen cupboards and the shelves wiped down. I realize that is craziness now days, but it instilled in me taking good care of my possessions, and I take pride in a clean house to this day. There can be a happy medium. However - it goes to show that women are clueless (most - not all) without a good man in their lives. Not only do women want a leader, they need one. I do believe the Bible even talks about it. Without going on a religious rant, as I know many of you aren't into it much, there is this verse I will quote:
Let a woman learn quietly with all submissiveness. I do not permit a woman to teach or to exercise authority over a man; rather, she is to remain quiet. For Adam was formed first, then Eve; and Adam was not deceived, but the woman was deceived and became a transgressor. Yet she will be saved through childbearing—if they continue in faith and love and holiness, with self-control.

[OTAlucard]

After reading the two above stories. That's the most depressing I've ever heard.

I thank the good lord that he has blessed me to not give a about women.

My friend Amber explained it like this. Most guys will say she's not that bad. Then I'll say no she's bad at the third red flag.

If i was lil pork chop I would've said that I was busy. And would be busy for 4 days. Men stuff. Etc.

But if she's no good. Get rid of her don't think about getting one last bang in. Just get rid of her. There's more than just her out there. it's not his fault Shes crazy. She won't get any better. Just dump her.

No girl will ever bring me down. And most pass me over when they figure it out.

You know. That girl I was talking about the one I've known for 13 years contacted me last week. Said that I was being investigated that she hired somebody to investigate me. I'll do a full write up with pictures later on.


I don't even know what to say about betamax. It was better than VHS. ?