The red pill bros that are NOT really red-pilled

My wife epically trolled some confused red pillers, what it reveals...

She had an odd fixation with the AskTRP subreddit; for those who don't know this is an online "male space" - a very male space. And there's no problem with that, from golf courses to cigar lounges, men deserve their own spaces to talk as they please. But I'll earn the ire of the denizens of this particular subreddit by exposing their astounding gullibility and naivety here.

Update: The AskTRP subreddit has since been banished by Reddit, but this kind of censorship does next to nothing to stop the spread of the philosophy and views espoused there. Everything I have to say here about this now-defunct subreddit applies to a multitude of male spaces across the internet.

In theory, I'm all about taking and prescribing the red pill to men.

“Red Pill” is internet parlance, referring to an unpopular and troubling truth, which is contrary to a naive mainstream belief, typically one of the myths of neoliberal ideology. If you're a single-ish guy interested in personal growth taking red pills will generally be good for you, the alternative is staying a "blue-pilled normie" and a shitty and mundane life awaits if you just conform to the liberal dogma of modernity while reveling in your own pseudo-individualism.

For a bit of historical comparison, the excellent and eye-opening book on the Soviet Union, Lenin's Tomb by David Remnick, talks about how young Soviet citizens would engage in cultish competition to be the most enthusiastic poser revolutionary. Badly brainwashed, young people would take tremendous pride in their identity as "revolutionaries" when actually they were the most acquiescent of conformists, robotically repeating the slogans and mantras fed down to them by the propaganda apparatus of the monolithic one-party Soviet state that loomed over much of Eurasia. These young people never actually challenged power, they weren't fighting anything, they were just useful idiots, who could be relied upon to betray and commit horrifying crimes against their fellow countrymen. And in the current year, young liberals in the West are scarily similar, they are convinced that they are fighting the system, yet they agree with all the dogma espoused by giant corporations, Wall Street banks, the most corrupt politicians, big tech, elitist academia, and Hollywood pop culture. And you can also find the flip side of the same dogmatic coin on the political right, conservatives who want to "fight globalism" but lend undeserved unfaltering support to the Republican party that habitually betrays them.

Cultish dogmatism seems to be one of the most natural ways for humans to come together in communities. If you resist dogmatic narratives and arrive at your own conclusions philosophically, even when they make you uncomfortable, you're actually red-pilled. I like the phrase because "critical thinking" sounds too boring, "common sense conservatism" sounds too stodgy, and "skepticism" was co-opted by a bunch of useful idiots and thinly veiled political activists who only serve Big government, Big business, and Big science.

With that preamble out of the way, let's expose the...

The gullibility of the red pill bros

So my wife would read the posts, rants, and not-so-humble brags; she easily figured out the lingo, narrative, ideology, and what's respected on the subreddit. There's some genuine personal growth (fitness, weight lifting, nutrition, no fap, reading books, entrepreneurship, etc) discussed and encouraged in AskTRP but there is a toxic obsession with promiscuity - they call it spinning plates. A "plate" is a woman you're casually sleeping with, who you have a non-monogamous relationship with, and you're looked down on if you have only one. A respectable AskTRPer needs to have like 3-4 women that he's casually sleeping with at any given time.

My wife has a bottomless disdain for promiscuity; she's not religious, she just had the rare common sense from a young age to not be promiscuous, and she really doesn't like the nonstop cultural promotion of promiscuity. So, just for fun, she created a throwaway account and crafted an impressively absurd story to appeal to the red pill bros, I include it at the bottom of this article as the subreddit's moderators will probably delete it. To synopsize the post that dupped the AskTRPers...

• There's this extreme "alpha male," an American guy living in California, working as a fitness trainer - which is funny because my wife is a Bulgarian woman who needs help carrying groceries up the stairs.
• He has a gorgeous 21-year-old Latina girlfriend quite committed to him, but he's also sleeping with four other women (without condoms!)
• He's availing himself of the wisdom of the AskTRPers because he wants to score a fivesome with his OLTR (open long-term relationship) and his plates. Not quite satisfied with this "harem" he wants all of them at the same time. He also doesn't want any resulting drama.

When my wife first shared this story with me I said, "There's no way they will believe all that bullshit - they can't be THAT gullible. You'll get called out in the comments. They'll ask for some kind of evidence..." And I was wrong, the AskTRPers bought it and offered advice.

I share this because the online red pill community needs to do better.

Extraordinary claims demand extraordinary evidence. Anonymous guys online regale each other and gather renown by bragging about how many women they sleep with, how easy it is, how beautiful the women are, and how little commitment they offer the women without providing a byte of evidence. I was promiscuous for about a decade, I slept with a lot fewer women than men commonly claim to have conquered in the Manosphere, but it produced a lot of evidence; photos on social media along with funny and instructive stories full of specifics. A promiscuous life is a shitshow; it's going to be a lot of drama, craziness, drunken antics, hilarity, and some violence.

Tom Torero, a dating guru who I think is not making wild exaggerations, has written a few tell-all books about his life as a nomadic seducer and it's a shitshow of alcoholism, heartbreak, and drama. Update: Tom committed suicide (presumably because he got lonely during COVID lockdowns).

I suspect that most of the men online (especially the ones selling something) bragging about their plates and "harems" are simply lying; they are addicted to digital validation like attractive women peddling soft-core porn on Instagram are.

Quite simply, unless you know a man personally and see him hooking up with a lot of women you shouldn't believe his claims about his harem, because men tend to exaggerate and lie about this sort of thing. Every rapper raps about having a stable of beautiful women worshipping his cock, but if you've ever had a buddy who was a rapper, you probably observed that he had a statistically not-outstanding sex life while making the same fantastic claims in his lyrics.

Don't buy the pipe-dream

This subreddit particularly and the men's personal growth online is rife with braggarts, liars, and grifters selling this promiscuity pipe dream. If you're a red-blooded single guy with testosterone in your veins, believe me, I can understand why you find it appealing. A dose of reality, from my book, Don't Stick Your Dick in a Blender...

This is a very clever marketing message that appeals to your natural male promiscuity and porn-inspired fantasies. Like so much on the internet, it’s a pipe-dream meant to get you to click those Buy Now buttons. Here’s why this is far from being practical advice and might result in you sticking your dick in a blender…

Maintaining a rotation of just two girls is going to be a lot of work, stress, and drama, let alone 3-5! Maintaining a single relationship, even a rather meaningless one, requires a not-insignificant amount of game, attention, and communication, along with time and money spent going on dates and hanging out.

If you’re a normal guy with a job, responsibilities, family, friends, hobbies, and maybe a pet, you just won’t have the time in the week to spin 3-5 plates while paying extra attention to one girl that’s better than the others. How would you even know if she’s actually better than the others if you aren’t spending, at a minimum, like five hours a week with her? It takes time to get to know someone.

A woman with healthy self-esteem is not going to want to be in a harem. A girlfriend or wife-material woman is not going to be into polyamory, she’ll want monogamy. When she finds out about the other girls (which she almost certainly will, thanks to social media) she’s much more likely to just stop seeing you than to start working her little ass off to outcompete the other girls.

I do believe that there is a small minority of men out there who can maintain harems, but they are either gifted natural seducers, genetically blessed with great looks, height, and magnetic social skills. Or full-time commercial pickup artists who spend about 40 hours a week meeting and dating women and another 30 hours weekly doing internet marketing. Or they are very wealthy men engaging in some form of soft prostitution. The lifestyle being sold is just not within the reach of a more average Joe who has to devote 50 hours a week to getting a STEM degree, working an office job, or keeping civilization running doing something more blue-collar.

Unless you’re picking up farmers’ daughters in Belarus, you’re going to have a few blenders in your hypothetical harem. Do you have such unflinching self-control that after rounds of vodka shots together you’ll staunchly stick to safe sex? Of course, not! So you may pick up an STD, and then share it all around, then what’s going to happen? The guys bragging about this lifestyle don’t talk about that likelihood.

Let’s say that you actually manage to get a harem. Stupidly, you start raw dawging one of the women, who is really undeserving of your uncondomed cock, while you’re actually falling in love with and thinking about a future together with another woman in the harem. Then you get the dreadful news that the first woman is pregnant, and she does not want to abort it. What do you do? Commit to the more mediocre, blender-ific woman for the sake of the child? Or do you make your child a bastard and pursue the woman who you have a chance of happiness with? That’s the sort of drama you’re signing up for with this harem nonsense!

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The height of hypocrisy

The men's red pill community is ostensibly against political correctness, feminism, and the embarrassing Absurdistan that neoliberalism has turned Western civilization into. The full-spectrum cultural promotion of promiscuity is one of the primary things driving the decline of civilization. Those 22-year-old "plates" that you casually sleep with and then discard, will grow up to be angry feminists who vote for the leftist politicians wrecking our countries. You're an awful hypocrite and a useful idiot if you're pro-promiscuity for yourself yet anti-political correctness. You're feeding the cultural Marxism beast devouring our civilization that you claim to hate.

Also, if you're a real red-piller why are you feeding Reddit (a big tech platform that hates you) with your clicks and attention? I've just created a men's red pill discussion forum here on Minds.com, which is the best pro-free-speech, pro-privacy social network. I won't censor you for being pro-promiscuity there but we'll demand evidence for extraordinary claims which I think will weed out the grifters and braggarts.

I publish this to address the gullibility and push back against the toxic dogma entrenching itself in the Manosphere that...

• Men are missing out on something great if they don't pursue promiscuity.
• Commitment and marriage are for suckers.
• All women are crazy irrational actors, not worthy of partnership and true intimacy.

I bought the promiscuity pipe dream and it was a lot more trouble than it was worth - I had to get warts burned off my dick with a surgical laser!

When I got married...

I discovered something that those pickup artist gurus rarely mention, monogamous relationship sex is a lot better! In a committed relationship with a quality woman, you figure out what each other like in bed, you can dispense with the pleasure-robbing condom, and you can embrace "the unbearable lightness of being" - create a moment together that you'd be content to replay for all eternity.

Mission accomplished

On vacation in Primorsko

Just out walking the dog

Date night dining

Life is good on the black sea coast

At Obzor beach

Catchin' some rays

The wifey brought some sexiness to this video about downloadable medicine

Marriage entails its own set of challenges; there's a bit of drama to be managed. But, nothing has made me happier than being married. Counterintuitively, when you pursue meaning over happiness, you end up happier.

If you apply the red pill lessons with discernment, you can be a husband who gets laid regularly like a "lover" but gets respect like a "provider" - I break that all down in my book in detail. It was rigorously researched and will provide some data-driven counter-points to "the cult of the amateur" that the manosphere is devolving into.

Don't Stick Your Dick in a Blender

 

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I'm hoping that the AskTRPers can act like civilized men, take the criticism made here, and improve instead of responding like hysterical cult members. If you're a red pill bro butthurt my wife trolled your community, do not contact her, she's busy doing wife stuff, and will just block you. After she posted her made-up story in the subreddit I had her promise me that she wouldn't peruse the subreddit anymore. I'll hear your grievances and feedback here.

For a laugh, here's my wife's trolling story...

 Want an orgy with OLTR + plates

Long ass post ahead, please read!

Long time lurker, first time poster, but I really have immense respect for the bros and the community. This might sound ridiculous (to a point it is) but hear me out.

Background stats:

33 years old, 6'3", 190 lbs, gym activity - 7/7 days (personal trainer), pretty well off, living in CA.

Background story:

In my early teenage years, I was addicted to porn and was a loser, couldn't get a girl to go out on a date with me for the world. When I went to college I was amazed by how my buddies could sleep around with those hoes, and I couldn't even hook up with a real girl, until one night that happened with one of the hottest chicks in my social circle. She had just been dumped by her boyfriend for another girl, and she was crying on my shoulder. Being a fucking beta back then, my intention was to only comfort her but she was drunk and ended up sucking my dick.

That night she very casually took my virginity, and I thought I had entered heaven. On the next day, I sent her flowers and a box of chocolates with a shy note that I wanted to see her again because I thought that now she would be my girlfriend. A few days later she texted to thank me and said that she would love to but she was busy with school and shit. A week passed, and I saw her back with her boyfriend making out. I was hurt, of course and decided to never speak to her again. Big words, I know.

A month later, we saw each other at another party and she was upset again. Initially, I was a bit reluctant to talk to her but she explained that it was a mistake and it wouldn't happen again. I believed her tears and tried to forget what I had seen. She sobbingly admitted that her boyfriend had cheated on her multiple times but she couldn't take it anymore and finally decided to break it off with him. She fucked me again that night, and I thought how I wanted to marry her after college.

Meanwhile my buddies were telling me to drop her cause she was a slut and was gonna break my heart eventually. I wouldn't listen though because I had developed hard oneitis and had feelings. She was a solid 9 and had already slept with me twice... I couldn't be happier. So this time I texted her and asked her out on a real date which to my surprise she promptly accepted.

I took her to a very fancy restaurant, she ordered the most expensive thing on the menu, and I gladly paid for everything. In the end I walked her to her dorm like a true gentleman, she gave me a quick peck on the lips saying that I was very cute and I went back home smiling like an idiot.

Second date was in like a week because she was busy, and I was looking forward to it. In the meantime I would text her every day and would sometimes send her flowers to which she always replied "thanks, you are so sweet". I took her to the mall and she chose a very sexy mini skirt and some organic makeup, which I happily bought for her. We made out heavily in my car and when I suggested that we should go back to my place she said she had an exam coming tomorrow and wanted to get some sleep. I said that was fine and that I couldn't wait to see her again. In the end, I decided to declare my undying love and commitment to her and also told her that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She smiled and said, "Awwww, this is so sweet, thank you". Next, I got another peck, this time on the cheek and she left my car. My blue pill (pun intended) balls were going to explode but I finally relieved that by fantasizing about her big boobs once I went back home.

Then she wouldn't respond for days on end after I sent her multiple texts, even apologizing if I had offended her somehow. Eventually she responded, saying it was ok, how busy she had been with school and that we could see each other again soon.

Long story short... A friend of mine told me to come down to Earth and realize that this girl wasn't for me. I was in love though and thought that he was just jealous of my happiness until he said he had seen her making out with her ex-boyfriend. I didn't want to believe him so I immediately went to see her. I knocked a few times on her dorm room, and that's when my blue pill veil was finally lifted from my eyes. Her ex opened the door almost naked, demanding to know what the fuck I wanted from his girlfriend. "Baby who is that? Actually never mind, tell them to come back later" she said from inside the room. I didn't respond, just left speechless, ran home, and felt like shit for a good couple of weeks. One of my buddies told me that I should fuck other chicks to get her off my mind and that lifting would help.

I started going to the gym religiously and soon found out that lifting really did make a difference. It would me help me tremendously not just with my limited mindset but also with the ladies. One of the guys there introduced me to the red pill. The rest is history... Eventually, I swore to myself that I would not let a woman disrespect me ever again.

Fast forward to today...

For over a year, I've been in a one-sided relationship with this lovely 21 year old, 9.5/10 Latina, who is kind of addicted to me. I vetted her for about 2 years before that and she's total LTR material - never bitches, insatiable in bed, shit tests don't exist, n count = 2 (I'm her 2nd), and she knows that she's only allowed to sleep with me cause I ain't a fucking cuck. I'm not going to marry her cause commitment is not my thing, but if it were she would probably be the one. I intend to keep her for now. She takes care of my house, my dogs, cooks me delicious, organic food, and sucks dick like a pornstar.

On the side, I have 4 other plates that I spin. The youngest is a hard 9/10, 19 year old former Instagram Queen whose virginity I took and the oldest one is 24, a fellow personal trainer, obsessed with anal. Another one is an ex Playboy bunny who is madly in love with me and the 4th one is the super sexy daughter of a rich Californian businessman, who believes his little girl is still a virgin.

Yeah, they all know about each other and sometimes it's hard for me to maintain their jealousy. None of them is allowed to fuck other guys. I'd check their phones randomly and they can't hoe around on the internet or IRL.

My dread game is very much up-to-date, but I also have some comfort game cause I know how female nature works. Sex is always on demand whenever and however I want it, and my balls are usually empty. I have paid for all of their IUDs and of course we don't use condoms although I would sometimes fuck random thots.

So everything is more than great but I have one problem...

I want to fuck all 5 of them at the same time, but they are very jealous of each other and hate the thought they have to share me with other women anyway. I have been fantasizing about this for a while now but really none of them seems to be down to that.

Any ideas how this could happen without much drama? Any input would be highly appreciated!

P.S. Special thanks to Amanda aka Mandee in Washington DC for opening my eyes in college. That woman changed my life for the better.

TL;DR Got red pilled in college, became the man I was supposed to be, got bitches, asking how to avoid drama.

Originally published here on Reddit