hehe, maybe you could tell I was being sarcastic with that title, but if not, maybe the guy who hunted the Mammoth and ate it too ™ would let me borrow his flashing SARCASM button.
Okay, so over at that sewer AVfM Roosh and Captain Capitalism are shitting on low status and MGTOW men with a passion that would make Amanda Marcotte’s panties moist. They are basically saying that MGTOW’s are sexless loser who know the cards are stacked against them but are pathetic because they don’t “man up” and try with women.
Haha, notice how they don’t address the premise of anything MGTOW’s have said, but only accuse them of being weak/unmanly. Is it because Roosh with this microbiology degree and Cappy with his economics degree don’t have the intellectual bandwidth to do so? (Ad don’t they whine that real men ™ only get STEM degree’s anyways????) Naw, I’m sure that ain’t it. It just must be my microbrain to go along with my micropenis, that must be it….
“Enough about you, let’s talk about me” as Hugo Schwyzer is purported to have said to his students wanting to pass a course, erm, legally consenting colleged aged womyn he was “dating.”
So, I’m basically broke. No on has doxxed me, but most people don’t brag about that so you will likely take my word here.
One of my few luxuries is High Gain Tube Amplifiers. I’ve posted music I’ve recorded with them so that should suffice as evidence that I own some tube amplifiers. Granted, it is possible I scoured the internet for someone else’s obviously not professionally recorded high gain amp demoes and passed them as my own. Yes, this is possible. But I don’t get allot of status for showing off demos under a pseudonym. You just know that I appear to have a hobby that takes up time and some cash. It’s more likely that the guy seeking status by how many vaginas he has penetrated is lying to appear high status. (Haha, was that a thinly veiled insult against Roosh?)
Okay, so if I really, really, really needed to get laid. Like my life depended on it or it was literally the most important thing in the universe…
I could go to a pawnshop (with tears running down my cheeks–would Elam and Marcotte be laughing at my male suffering?) and part ways with my beloved amps for some filthy cash. Heck, I might even be able to keep one and be able to keep making demoes.
Then I could go to the Bunny Ranch or wherever in Nevada guys with cash burning a hole in their pocket go. Likely, I wouldn’t go there though. Not recommended by Advocatus Diablo or Maggie McNeil, two people who both know allot about fucking for $$$. I’ve heard Canada is fun, maybe I could drink some Labatts too. Or Mexico, then eat some tacos and some Dos Equis. Or I could message either one of ’em and get some advice about what my local and illegal options are. Then I could take the cash burning a whole in my pocket and participate in the transfer of wealth from men to women-um, I mean paid sex. I don’t know how many women I’d get to bed. Likely 5, maybe 10, possibly 15? If I offered a tip afterwords, maybe 1 or 2 would let me take a pic and then I could block out our faces and post on this blog to appear “alpha.”
So after running out of cash, I would be far from the “triple digits” all the man-0-sphere guys are but I would probably be in the double digits. Reality is I don’t think most men are “double digit” guys. I suppose most guys if they were honest about it are maybe at 4-6 partners. I’m not here to shame ’em or putt ’em down. That’s fine, hope they had fun. But after this experience, I could thereoretically puff up my shoulders and walk around with confidence because I am experienced-far above the 50th percentile. Now a Real Man ™ like Cappy Cap and Roosh.
Of course I already know the next comeback-because I paid for it, it doesn’t count. (Even if the hookers were hotter than anyone Cappy or Roosh nailed.) Well, well, they both sell this thing called “game.” At best a collection of “techniques” that seem like high pressure telesales/used car tricks and at worst seem to have some kind of hokey-pokey magical qualities like “The Force.” I wonder if they owned a brothel or were pimps what they would say. Likely they would say that men who persued casual sex with women were pigs. They were ruining “good women” and making them unmarriable. They would likely say Real Men ™ visited prostitutes because these were professional women trained to handle strange men’s penises. They would likely compare these women to soldiers who volunteer for the US Warmachine. They’d probably say they knew what they were getting into when they signed up and like the soldiers would be used up husks that are disposable but I shouldn’t worry about that because like soldiers their sacrifice is necessary for freedom or some bullshit. Haha, it’s pretty funny, you can look at where someone get’s their money and that’s where their “morality” stems from.
Now I’m not here to shame some guy who pays to get laid. And I’m not here to shame a lady who gets paid. I get it, it’s better than working at Subway while you go to school and you don’t gotta take out loans. But they probably reralize much better than the fucktards at AVfM that how much sex you are getting (or ain’t) doesn’t say too much about your quality as a person but more about your situation.
On to my “situation.” I’m keeping the amps. I enjoy playing my tube amps at loud volumes (sans earplugs.)–Raw Doggin’ it brah. I love it when my Triple Rectifier makes my back teeth rattle. Alright, I usually put in plugs for that one-believe it or not, it was painful to turn the volume past four. I could feel the walls shake. Drum heads would rattle in symphny with palm muted chords. I love how my 5150 seems like a different beast with different tubes and an imitation tube screamer on the front end. Suddenly those chords are tighter and those pinchies just squeal a bit more.
When Roosh and Cappy write about how great sex feels, then I might think they are merely pussyhounds but for now it looks like they are bullies who get off on making low status men feel like shit. Good job Elam for publishing them at your bullshit site. Y’know something, though, you got competition. There’s already a hate movement that pretends to be a social justice movement. And there’s already a guy who bullies low status men and begs for donations. In the first case that’s feminism and in the second case, that’s David Futrelle. Well, right now I can’t see a difference….