The Game 

Perhaps the world will forgive me, for I am indeed a dirty little liar after all. I’m just as manipulative and play just as dirty as the next psychopath out there. I can only hope that all the anonymous characters who have inspired my writings over the years will forgive me, for I know exactly what it is that I do. My purpose here is to teach and to educate to all those who read. And I know I’ve at least done some good, given the feedback I’ve received from fans and readers over time. So I hope now that all my ladies might gather around, and listen to the words that I have to say…

For those who have been with me a long time, you might have noticed a slight shift away from political matters to more relationship/personal matters. Nature has both blessed me and cursed me with the gift of being dramatic. I take what is inside and play upon it to create and to teach. 

The last few months have been more about love and passion and affairs of the heart. There are two sides of life; on the one hand there is the need to be serious and ensure one’s livelihood and on the other is the heart’s desire to be carefree and enjoy the short time we have on this earth. 

Man’s burden is in what he accomplishes and how he presents himself to the world; he pursues and often faces the humiliation of rejection. The woman’s dilemma is to hope to be pursued and if she is she must then carry the burden of determining a man’s true intentions towards her; of filtering, as I have said before in my writings on love, between men who wish a relationship with her and care about her and men who only wish to have sex with her. And if she chooses wrongly she could wake up to find the man long gone, with virtually all of the consequences of the act falling upon her. 

How many women have wisely held back even when the fevers started burning only to be glad they did when they discovered that all the man wanted was sex? Yet how many women have given in only to face the pain, heartbreak and physical repercussions that follow when they learned only too late what the man was really about? 

Woman holds the keys to sex. It is her power, possibly her only power, over man, and it should be used wisely. A man will say anything, or take any position, that might make it readily available to him.  Lies might spill forth from his mouth, but the real truth can only be revealed through his actions. A wise woman must hold back so she can see what a man’s really all about. This is where the man must pursue, and if he doesn’t something is probably not right. It is generally only when a woman makes it clear that sex cannot be forthcoming without a relationship, that the gig is up and the game is no longer working, and seeks that finality that the truth is revealed and the man shows his true colors. The man will then usually either step up or disappear (or, as is the case with some malicious characters, try to reappear and suck you back in again later on).   

A man’s weakness is his sex drive; a woman’s is her emotions. Both sexes manipulate the weaknesses of the other to obtain what they want. Most of us instinctively know when something is wrong, we know when we’re being manipulated. Generally the forms for seducing a man are purely visual and physical; for the woman they are psychological. Methods generally include breaking down a woman’s self-esteem and self worth and putting her on an emotional roller coaster ride. 

Some men play dirty, especially when they seek power and control. If experienced enough, a person can literally “do nothing” to induce a “crazy-making” effect. For those untrained in psychology, the forms of covert emotional manipulation can be difficult to spot. But woman was given the gift of intuition. If you feel something is off, it probably is. If you feel you’re being toyed with, you probably are. You know what your senses observe, you know when you’re being gaslighted, and you know what you perceive to be true even when you’re told you’re crazy or imagining things. 

This is important to understand. A woman must understand the game and choose wisely how she wishes to play. So much pain and heartbreak has resulted because of sexual revolution; as a result of abandoning old-fashioned wisdom. Only the foolish girl believes a few romps in a haystack means a man loves her. Times have changed, but nature hasn’t. It is still as important as ever for a woman to guard her sexuality and to guard her heart.

It’s even more important for a woman to understand the game and manipulation so as not to fall prey to it. The best way, of course, is to simply refuse to play the game at all. The best thing, and the most old-fashioned thing, is for a woman to simply sit back and let the man take the lead- if he’s ever going to. If not, then he’s either not interested or simply not ready to commit to a relationship with her. 

Rough & Soft 

If there is one thing that I’m sick of hearing it’s that “women love assholes.” No, actually, we don’t. Plenty of women still love men in spite of them being assholes, but no woman loves a man because of it. Not only is it tiring and emotionally damaging dealing with a man who’s an asshole, women actually have good reason to be wary of men who are assholes.

The basic fact of life is that males can easily represent danger to females. It’s actually a major fear for many women that we may come to like or love a man who turns out to be an asshole. After all, a man like that is often very unpredictable and could easily turn violent towards us or abandon us. Women always have reason to fear being physically harmed, raped or impregnated and abandoned by men therefore it makes no sense that we would seek out men who would hurt us. On the contrary, we would be (we are) attracted to dominate men who would protect us. 

Our biology can oftentimes be at odds with our heart’s desires. We want a man that’s strong and high status yet at the same time the very men that we desire could also easily hurt us. The “bad boy” type can be dreamy for many women because he’s confident, strong and charming yet there’s still a darkness lurking underneath the surface that can potentially cause a lot of harm to a woman. 

And, no, I do not actually like being degraded. Overpowered, yes, but always in a loving and gentle way. There’s nothing scarier than coming to love a man and wanting to relax, let down your guard, trust and follow him only to have him turn out to be abusive either physically or emotionally. Never in my life have I loved a man and listed under the characteristics of why I loved him as “he treats me like dirt and regularly disappears on me. Oh he’s so dreamy!” 

In my mind romance always happens by a strong man but also a loving man. There’s always the typical fairy-tale element of being rescued from some sort of danger and being the damsel in distress. Yet at the same time the man isn’t “soft” or emotional either. He loves me, is devoted to me, yet at the same time knows how to play it cool as well. 

Men who are assholes are actually repulsive and this isn’t just something I’ve come to hate because I’ve gotten sick of men with age. Even as a teenager I did not like men who were assholes. I still loved strong men, but not assholes. Yes, it did seem that “assholes” had a lot of sex, but the women they were having sex with were generally very promiscuous and also had sex with a lot of other men too. They weren’t getting “high quality” feminine women by any means.

I’ll never forget when I was only like 18 years old a man declaring to me how much women “just love assholes.” I remember my mouth just dropping open in unconcealed disgust at the things he was saying. He would then go on to tell a couple of stories about men treating women like shit and I remember searching the whole time he was talking for a possible escape away from the guy and away from the conversation. I was sure glad to be away from the guy. But, hey, the guy obviously knew everything. Who was I to argue? Especially since he was already middle-aged I bet he was a real hit with the ladies. 

There are many things that come into play when it comes to who we love and who we desire. Oftentimes it is also forgotten that being a man (as well as being a high quality woman) is also about moral character as well. A man must necessarily play a bit “hard to get” in the relationship department. Men who are too charming and too nice tend to scare away women. The reason is obvious. Not only would a too nice and emotional man tend to come off as more feminine but he would also raise our suspicions because we would think he’s up to something. I’d think he was just trying to kiss my ass to get something out of me (like the one thing men always want from women or perhaps that he was a bum looking to exploit whatever resources I might have). He would be perceived instantly as a “player” who goes around charming women just to get in their pants. So, a man can’t really afford to be a “nice guy” but at the other end of the spectrum is the jerk- which isn’t good either. 

MRA types would swear women like jerks and assholes and all of us are promiscuous sl*ts who just love being used by men and treated like garbage and we are out of our prime by the mature age of 25 and that they are all gods who’s “shelf life” never expires etc, etc, etc… and all men have to do is “show a woman who’s boss” for women to somehow be magically chasing them (instead of the traditional way of men pursuing women and actually having to make an effort and better themselves to attract and keep women). But this (as well as many other of their “Red Pill” cult truths) just simply isn’t true (or, at best, is greatly blown out of proportion). As Andrew from “The Rules Revisited” so wonderfully put it

“Yes, it is partially true that society has lost sight of what these guys call “red pill” truths; I am not denying that. But the very fact that they use metaphors from The Matrix should hint at the fact that many of them have issues with attracting women; and the almost singular focus on pointing out female shortcomings should suggest that maybe, just maybe, they hold their world-view because it conveniently puts them back into the place of power they feel so incapable of occupying.”