Right on Cue…

Down below, I told the story of the redhead, a self-described “devout born-again Christian woman,” who is both the recipient of a generous divorce settlement, and who fucks random men on the first date. When a woman starts making demands, as she did, almost immediately, I convert myself into needy whiner, what game gurus call “beta male.” This allows her to eject (and the nastier the rejection, the better, from our point of view) and feel like she has had control the entire time.

If a man decides to treat a skank-ho wimminz decently, and is honest about his lack of interest, then this is the likely result. The following message was sent by a crazy little brunette that I banged a couple of times in the last month. Note that I dumped this particular piece of lackluster tail just to see what she’d do. She even managed to impress me. I thank her for providing my younger brothers of an(other) example of wimminz insanity.

Now, the chances that a wimminz will make a false complaint of sexual harassment, assault, stalking, etc. against a brother are minuscule, but those chances are greater than zero, and moreover, they are much more likely to come from the wimminz who is motivated to send you angry text messages, than one who thinks she dumped a needy whiner. This is true simply because the Christian redhead is now embarrassed to have let me fuck her, while the crazy brunette feels cheated out of her chance at romance and a relationship by a cad, who had sex with her and bounced. If she decided to make a false complaint, she would feel as though she were complain-bragging, whereas the first woman would feel like she’d be admitting to stooping to sleeping with someone who will always be beneath her.

Down in the comments, Gunner Q writes:

Reading your conversation makes me realize that whatever “it” is, I never had it with women.

I don’t think I and Gunner have any qualitative differences between us. If we do, then I would bet that he is the superior man, by a number of different metrics.

I often meet and fuck wimminz who will mockingly berate past suitors. They will laugh derisively at the guy who brings them flowers, buys them dinner, and treats them “like a lady.” Of course those guys don’t usually get a taste of the ass that I’ve just crushed, as she’s recounting her exploitation of these poor schlubs; whereas, I treat them exactly like the filthy, lying whores that they are, and I get everything that I want.

My guess is that, despite being a much better man, better potential husband/father, and more decent human being than I, Gunner gets passed over because:

1. He has too much dignity to play the thug/trash role,
2. He treats women with too much respect, and/or,
3. He assumes women will respond to the signals his feminist Christian priest taught him to give.

Now, imagine that I had met the good Christian lady, mentioned above, and played into her frame. Suppose that I had taken her out to dinner, lavished her with attention, bought her flowers and other such stuff. Ask yourself if I had been more or less likely to take that cunt, as I did, only a couple of hours after meeting her.

Now, for a real mindfuck, ask yourself if her ex-husband, who she (only months ago) ran headfirst through the divorce courts, ever had the sort of sex I had with her. Do you suppose she begged to suck his cock? Because she begged me.

That was a man who committed his whole life to this woman, who pledged half of his property, and all future earnings to her. She thought nothing of betraying him. It’s hard to believe she cared much about pleasing him sexually. Certainly she was willing to do pretty much everything for and with ya boy Boxer, and she did it with what I imagine to be the skill of a professional prostitute, so I’m sure I’m neither the first nor the last recipient of her educated attentions, and I’m equally confident that her husband got little to no sex, in contrast.

Treating women well is both unproductive and potentially dangerous. This is one of the only things the game gurus get right.