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“The Story of an Omega,” by Anonymous

I must say, this is one of the saddest stories I have ever read. It’s literally heartbreaking. I also think this fellow is a fine writer. And that’s a compliment coming from me because I don’t like most writers. You can be assured that if I tell you you are a good writer, you are definitely good. He’s such a good writer that this heartbreaking story is actually beautiful. As we all know, some of the best literature ever written is terribly sad. The saddest story on Earth can also be beautiful in the hands of a literary master. There is a cold beauty in most things on Earth, even the saddest and ugliest things, if the touch of great art is applied to them.

There are some problems with the prose below, in particular switching back and forth between 1st and 2nd person, but it’s nothing a good editor couldn’t fix up. It did require a bit of an edit but more from grammar, punctuation and spelling and a bit for awkward phraseology. But I didn’t change the voice. As you might guess when reading this, the author is an Indian-American man.

The Story of an Omega

by Anonymous

Intro

Below is a timeline of my life as an Incel. This is going to be a long and depressing read. However, I want to make it clear to anyone that reads this – don’t be so quick to compare yourself to me. Some guys who are only 5’8 claim that their shortness in statue causes them to be Forever Alone (FA). I am only 5’4, and my height is probably only my seventh biggest problem. Even while I’m not the shortest guy ever at 5’4, my hunchback makes me appear 5’0.

I’m short for even a short guy, and yet I was not until I was in my 30’s before I realized my height was even a problem. Mainly that was due to the fact I was focusing on my bigger problems such as my limp, hunchback, clawed hands, ugly face, speech impediment and otherwise weird voice, and learning disabilities. Then after factoring in my height, you can also consider my shattered confidence, social awkwardness, poor sense of humor, very bad teeth and that I am now overweight. Most guys would struggle to get a girl with only two or three of those problems. It’s hard to believe that guy could only be 5’4 and walk with a limp and would be only scratching the surface of his problems.

Recently I have been trying to calculate a rate of girls that would be willing to date me. Perhaps after seeing my face, only 1/20 girls would date me. Of those girls, only 1/40 would date me because of my height. Then after factoring in the deformity of my body, maybe only 1/50 of the remaining girls would date me. Of those, maybe only 1/30 would date me because of my personality. And of that, maybe only 1/10 would date me because of other reasons such as my voice or my teeth.

It is possible that some girls who could look past my height would also look past my deformities, but if not, taking all this into account would mean only .8 of every million girls would date me. That means in an entire country of about 75 million women who are between the ages of 18-65, there would be only about 60 girls that would date me.

Consider how bad that is. I have an unattractive friend. I would say 85% of girls would never date him. If we both decided to get girlfriends and I could go after any girl in the country and he could only go after girls from our small commuter college, he would still be 25X more likely to get a girl than I would. And this isn’t a popular guy at all.

Think about it another way. Let’s say that because of my face, I fall in the bottom 10% of male attractiveness. Because of my height, I am in the bottom 3%. Because of the disability, I am in the bottom 5%. Based on personality issues, I am in the bottom 15%. Finally because of other matters, I am in the bottom 20%. Put it all together, and I am in the bottom .0004%. That means that if you paired me up against another guy and asked the average girl which guy was more attractive, I would lose 220,500 times in a row. After winning one match, I would lose another 220,500.

This is what life is like for this kind of person…

3rd Grade: Problem Free and Already Left Out

This is where it starts. In third grade, before you have any real problems, you suddenly find yourself paying attention to girls. You notice the popular kids have girls approaching them on behalf of other girls. A lot of “he said, she said” games are played. You can’t help but notice you seem to be left out of these games. No big deal, a lot of guys are. No need to worry. Although you do feel a little jealous.

4th–6th Grade: The Beginnings of Frustration

The “he said, she said” games have stopped, and now the popular kids are hanging out with the girls they like. You watch in jealousy as they share their first kisses. Eventually more guys start getting girlfriends. By sixth grade, it seems like half of guys have girlfriends and half don’t. You are disappointed at being in the bottom half. You secretly wonder what it feels like to kiss a pretty girl, and hope you won’t have to wait too long. But you are socially awkward and don’t know how to make the first move. And the girls don’t care to pursue you either.

7th Grade: Things Become Clear

This is when lines start to be drawn and the losers exposed. By seventh grade, 80% of guys have girlfriends. Only the bottom 20% don’t. Even though you want a girlfriend, you keep hoping for at least an above average-looking girl for validation purposes. At this point, you are clueless about how overly-inflated your ego is. Although any thought of being a popular kid has clearly gone down the drain. You don’t give up yet on the pretty girls, but you are starting to realize the competition is fierce. You’re shorter than everyone, have a weird voice, an unattractive face, and a shy and awkward personality. But you keep hoping somehow you will get lucky.

8th–9th Grade: The Onset of Physical Deformity

By 8th grade, the percentage of guys without girlfriends has fallen to about 5%. That’s when something amazing happens, a girl actually says hello to you. Because you never get any female attention, you blow it out of proportion. Four years after guys and girls start dating, you think you are finally going to get a girlfriend. One of the last in your grades to do so. But it turns out she doesn’t like you either! When you look back at that time now, you can’t believe you had only endured about 1/5 of the time you would continue to endure not having a girlfriend.

Only after this disappointment does life deliver another blow. While all the other boys experiences manly growth spurts, not only do you stay the same in height, but you also develop a hunchback and a limp. In fact, everyone got taller, but you appear to have gotten shorter. This opens a new world of rejection. Instead of getting a girlfriend, you start to get bullied.

For Valentine’s Day you get a card from a ‘secret admirer’. As you get your hopes up, the class bursts out in laughter, and you realize it is from a group of guys playing a joke. Even your female teacher has slight smirk on her face. As girls walk by, the bullies announce to them that “he has a crush on you”. The shrieks and looks of horror always get a big chuckle. You can’t get a girl to give you the time of the day. Other female teachers who were previously nice to you act annoyed every time you ask a question or try to talk to them. Every day you are told you are a gimp who no girl likes.

Sharing kisses are a thing of the past. While your desire for just one small peck on the lips goes unmet, couples are making out and fondling body parts. Your ego plummets knowing you still haven’t kissed a girl while listening to the majority of other guys talking about fondling girls’ breasts.

10th–12th Grade: Last Place

Now everybody has a girlfriend. Everyone but you. One by one, all your friends get girlfriends as well. While guys and girls go through periods of being in relationships and being single, you are the only one who has never had a girlfriend. There are a few girls left that you consider asking out, but all the guys would make fun of you if you dated them. You decide to endure. You will soon go to college and have a fresh start. You will certainly meet an acceptable girl there, so there is no reason to be the only guy who asks out the very, very few girls who no other guy will date. You can’t be that bad.

You have no idea how over your head you really are. It will only be years later when you realize even those girls would have just said no as well. Not only do you graduate as the only virgin in your grade, you still haven’t kissed a girl. And everyone knows it. Still, you remember having high hopes that high school was a fluke and college will be different.

It certainly doesn’t appear that it is going to be any different that summer. While working at McDonald’s one day, a couple of co-workers start asking if the others have had sex with their girlfriends. Of course they all have. The one girl in the room says she can’t even talk about sex with you in the room.

Early College: Failing at School

Welcome to the big leagues. Having sex isn’t a rumor anymore, it is happening left and right. You will never forget the day you see a guy and girl step out of the shower together. You felt like a 10 year old in the presence of sexual beasts. Here you are, still looking for your first kiss, and two wet, towel-covered bodies stumble out of the stall with content smiles on their faces. On another night, you walk aimlessly around the campus all night long as your roommate and all your neighbors have fun with their girlfriends. All around you are couples.

You continue to fail miserably with the opposite sex. Day after day, you search for that special girl, but she is nowhere to be found. Not in the dorms, the café, any of the classrooms, the library, or the student union. Nowhere off campus either. You get rejected by every girl you approach. There are even girls who flee the scene when you try approaching them. Without saying anything, they literally pack their belongings and hurry away. For every 500 girls that seem to be immediately repulsed by you, there may be 1-2 who act nice because they feel sorry for you. Often this leads to confusion where you think they like you. When they find out how you feel about them, they make every attempt to avoid you.

It doesn’t matter who you find yourself approaching, they aren’t interested. At first you make the mistake of pursuing the pretty girls again, thinking that like a fairy tale, things will be different here. No such luck. For the second time, you go through the proceedings: rejection from hot girls, then pretty ones, then above average, then average, then below average. Soon it’s just you and the very unattractive ones all over again.

Making it even worse are the Chads. The kind of attention they get is mind-boggling. You even see some lucky Chads eating or studying with several girls. The lucky SOB has an entire group of girls all to himself, while you can’t get a single one to even give you the time of the day. As you are eating alone, you can’t stop staring at the guy two tables down laughing it up with three cute girls. It’s as if you worship and despise him at the same exact time.

While working at the gas station one day, you hit a new low. The door opens and a total stud walks in. Great looking face with a bodybuilder’s profile. You watch him confidentially walk up to your female co-worker whose entire body starts trembling. You can tell how bad she wants to talk to him if only she still had her voice. That is when an older woman walks in. She takes a few steps towards the back of the store, but upon seeing him, immediately changes her direction and approaches him from behind.

Following that, her daughter walks in. As her eyes dart immediately to the guy, she trips over her own feet and falls flat on her face! She picks herself up and skips over to join her mother standing right behind the guy. Each of them tries to flirt with him, each blurt of admiration becoming more desperate than the one before. You try to hold back tears watching it all.

When they find out they aren’t being successful, they start picking on you, hoping it will make them look cool. The slight smile on the guy’s face encourages them to continue. It doesn’t end there. Because you am trying to appeal to both the guy and the girls, you start pretending to laugh at their jokes. So you have a total Chad instigating three girls to take shots at you while you start to take shots at yourself. It was like we all came under his spell.

You join a local community group. You can’t help but think it’s your imagination that all the older, married women seem to despise you from the minute you meet them. Instead of being happy to see you, they look upset every time you stroll in the room. Nowadays, you can’t help but think that even back then, they already knew the struggles you were having and would continue to have with women.

Even at a relatively young age and from a relatively short time of sizing you up, they have your life’s destiny all figured out. Looking back, you wish you could have judged the situation as clearly as they saw it. Instead you will continue to go through years of anger, resentment, and confusion. Only to end up exactly where they said you would 15 years ago.

But we’ll get to that.

Mid-College: The Odd Man Out Again

But long before that, by some stroke of luck, there are 12 single guys in this group and 16 single girls. A few of the girls are extremely pretty. Most are above average. A few are unattractive. One is exactly like you – not attractive, learning disabled, not funny, socially awkward, kind of bitter, although not deformed.

The girls never pay you any attention. Like the older women, you get dirty looks from them. If you pass by them, they literally look right through you. And to make matters worse, most of the guys are quite nice looking. One in particular would qualify as the Alpha of any group. Every time you hang out with him, he gets the attention of countless girls. Things happen to him that would never happen to you, such as female cashiers giving him discounts on merchandise.

There is only one girl in your entire life you somehow were lucky enough to get stuck in the Friendzone with. For years, you have been unsuccessfully trying to appeal to her. One day when you are with him, you run into her. You can tell she is instantly attracted to him. The five minute conversation that follows is really a conversation between him and her. You try to protect the ground you’ve built with this girl and compete for her attention. But at this point, every word you say to her goes in one ear and out the other. That five minute conversation was all it took for him to get a Facebook friend request from her later that day with a flirty message and a dinner invitation. Eventually he becomes the first guy among your group to get married. And when he does, he marries a blond goddess.

While he is clearly the crème de la crop, the other guys have it pretty good as well. Every time you are out in public, you have to watch somebody else getting female attention. At a wedding, you sit next to the second most desirable guy. Dozens of females from married moms to young teens walk by taking quick glances at him and smiling. The waitress tells him he’s adorable. Another one serves the cake and gives him a big, flirty smile, then walks away, forgetting to serve you any. This is the wedding where you also find out he’s dating the girl you like.

Even the second least desirable guy from the beginning of this story gets attention you couldn’t even dream of. At a restaurant one time you see a cute girl giggling over him while her friends playfully tease her about him. Soon another one of the guys gets married, then another, and another, and so on. The girls that they marry are heart-melting beautiful as well. It’s like experiencing your younger years all over again, when you watched guy after guy getting girlfriends.

Your unattractive friend marries a girl from out of state. She quickly becomes friends with everyone. By the time of their wedding, you have lost touch with him. When he introduces you to her, the girl barely looks at you. She barely acknowledges any of your questions/comments. Later on, you try to connect with her on Facebook, like all the other guys do. You are the only one she rejects. Watching 12 straight guys get married before you is embarrassing enough.

But it’s what happens next that wrecks you. There seems to be an emphasis on only starting relationships with people in that group. So by the time it is just you and four girls left, maybe there is still hope, right? Wrong. The first girl also marries someone from out-of-state. She just can’t bring herself to like you. The second moves away and ultimately gets married. You start to panic as you watch the amount of available girls dwindle down from 16 to only two. As you build up the nerve to attempt to court the more desirable of the two, a new guy comes out of nowhere and begins a relationship with her. The fact that you knew her for years and he only just met her doesn’t matter. He’s the one she wants.

Finally, it’s just you and the one exactly like you that is left. She was the only one you and every other guy wasn’t interested in. As someone who always wanted a pretty girl, this is not what you were hoping for, in fact the least attractive girls in high school would have blown her away. Physically, she is as plain as a girl could be. Dry, thin hair with no elasticity. Pale acne skin. Poor asymmetry. Very short at 4’8 and the body of a 10 year old boy.

When thinking she could be the one, it made you feel attracted to just about every other girl out there. Any girl of any age with any curves at all becomes a sex symbol to you. Personality-wise, she was cold, judgmental, and cynical. She was exactly the type of girl you weren’t interested in, but it was starting to seem she was your only chance. Wrong again. She doesn’t like you either!

For a while you watch in angry confusion as she seems more content being alone than being with you. Then you remember how little you have going for you. After all, she may be in the bottom 1%, but even in that very low class, she still has thousands of guys in our hometown alone to choose from before you. Actually even more than that, considering guys are constantly down-dating. She is a 2/10 who will likely score a 3/10. You are a bottom of the barrel 1/10 who can’t go any lower. Then there is always the option of her dating long-distance. In other words, even with her, you never stood a chance. And her time will come soon enough. It’s official, rejected by another 16 girls.

Adding insult to injury, the older women could seem to care less that you were having a hard time. In fact, they even seem amused by it. You can’t tell you how many “Sucks to be you” looks you received from them.

But it doesn’t end there. When you met these women, their daughters were merely toddlers. As time progressed, they became the first girls you could ever talk to in your entire life. Of course it goes without saying that you never remotely considered anything sexual to do with them at that age.

But as time goes on, they enter their teens and start becoming ‘guy-conscious’. That is when they stop talking to you. Several of them even become cute. One of them even develops into a girl that is downright gorgeous. She matures so quickly that you constantly must remind yourself how young she still is. Being that she is still in her teens, you fight the temptation to look at her. One day, maybe out of frustration and loneliness, curiosity kills the cat, and you can’t help but wander over to her Facebook profile for a quick glance.

You are shocked to see that she is friends with everyone but you. As you go to another young girl’s profile, you see the same thing. You keep going and realize they are all friends with everyone but you. It’s pretty clear that now that even they consider you to be a loser. First it was the moms, then the girls your age, and now the daughters. Rejected by three straight generations of females.

Late College: Rejected by Everyone!

Outside of the group, you continue to get rejected left and right. In pure panic, you start asking out anybody and everybody. But every direction you turn, it’s just more rejection. Ethnic girls aren’t interested. Goth girls, emo girls, and tomboys aren’t interested. Older women and single moms aren’t interested. You get rejected by tall and short girls, funny and boring girls, smart and dumb girls, classy and trashy girls, city and country girls, and outgoing and quiet girls.

As other guys are dating hot young girls, you are visiting gas stations to get rejected by 40-year old-Indian women. Fat, ugly girls with bad personalities reject you. You would think handicapped girls would be willing to give you a try. But you get shot down by them as well! Each rejection causes deeper depression and desperation, which only causes you to act even stranger around the opposite sex. You scoff at the memory of not pursuing those unattractive girls from high school. Except when you look them up on Facebook, their 3/10 boyfriends are still taller, stronger, better looking, and more successful than you are.

You still remember the day you gave up on White girls and turned your attention to Indian girls. Another unattractive friend tells you he had an Indian girl begging to sleep with him. This is perfect! While most White guys don’t care about them, you have always considered them to be cute. And with you forgetting the White girls, they become even more attractive. Another nice thing that since they are the race that remains the most separated from American culture, you can almost see pursuing them as leaving this sick, twisted world behind and moving into a whole new world.

Indian women who are rich are like goddesses to you. When you see a good-looking, older, wealthy Indian woman, you go crazy for her. In your city, the wealthiest couple is an Indian couple whom one of the local colleges is named after.

You start to have fantasies of being with her which soon spiral out of control. Getting her would be the ultimate revenge. The couple own the biggest house in the city. A mansion buried deep in the woods. From Google Maps, you can see a swimming pool out back. The greatest thing ever would be if she invited you and a couple of her friends over one day while her husband was away on business. The five of us would spend a lazy Saturday afternoon playing with each other in the pool. Why bother going out on a date with some girl when you are hanging out at a mansion with four beautiful Indian women.

Of course the fantasy never comes true. Instead, every Middle Eastern girl you approach shoots you down as well. One day you spend the entire day driving from gas station to gas station only to get rejected by 47 straight Indian women and drive home empty-handed. You give up on Indian girls as well.

The Latina girls are next. Followed by the Black girls. And then finally the Asians.

In a world that is becoming more and more divided, it seems like the only thing they all agree on is that you are not the guy for them.

You finally graduate college at the age of 28. All your friends and companions are married. Many of them are raising families. Like an elementary school student, you still have not even kissed a girl. In fact, you’re still hoping to hold hands with one. Hell, you wouldn’t even mind playing the “he said, she said” games of 3rd grade at this point.

But even that is out of your league.

Your First Job: Despised Co-Worker

As you graduate college and get your first job, you discover it will continue to be a re-experience of things you’ve already been through. It seems like everything you do either upsets or annoys some girl. They regard you as stupid, lazy, ugly, and dishonest even though you don’t do anything differently than the rest of the guys. You even get blamed for other people’s mistakes. Girls constantly invite the whole department to eat lunch with them, but they keep “forgetting” to invite you. You feel like the biggest pile of trash.

Out of confusion and denial, you start bending over backwards for the girls who just rejected you. You offer to do work for them and stay late while they go home early. You don’t even get a thank you. You shower one girl with gifts, bringing in lunches for her, giving her compliment after compliment, to no avail. You finally realize how pathetic you are the day you win a sporting polo shirt in a company contest. You tell the girl you never plan on wearing it, so you offer it to her.; But upon taking it, she gives it to her boyfriend. Without realizing it, you just gave your crush’s Chad boyfriend a free shirt.

One girl there is your age. She is also a part-time novelist who churns out romance novels on a regular basis. She is your age, not very good looking, a helpless romantic, and unhappily single. Could you be the man for her? No, but the chubby, bald 50-year-old guy who is in a lower position than you can. As they start dating, you swear you could go insane.

On top of that, word gets around, and soon enough, even girls that work in different buildings that have never met you regard you as a loser and make jokes about you.

Giving Up: Rock Bottom

Now there is only one place left to turn…the ghetto. So you spend entire days into the wee hours of the morning aimlessly driving down the ghetto streets looking for a girl. Still, you are determined not to visit a prostitute. You think a regular ghetto girl would do the job just fine. After all, you have been rejected by everyone else. There’s only one problem. The ghetto girls know you have already been rejected by everyone else. And they don’t want middle-class rejection; that is almost an insult to them.

For the first time, you begin to ponder just how bad it is. You have absolutely zero sexual market value. Not only is there not a single redeeming quality about you, you come in last place in every category. You aren’t an OK looking guy with a short, weak body. Or a bad-looking guy with just an OK body. You are last place in face, last place in height, last place in body, last place in personality, last place in intelligence, last place, last place, last place! As irresistible as girls are to you, you are equally repulsive to them. There are four billion girls on this planet, and you mean diddly squat to every single last one of them.

You start developing physical and mental health issues. You get so depressed from always going to bed alone that you can barely sleep. At the same time, you get angry, bitter, paranoid, obsessive, and delusional. For a short period of time, you actually fool yourself into believing that you are so desired by the opposite sex that their rejection is caused by a fear of them getting hurt by you. You fool yourself into thinking every girl has the hots for you and is so intimidated that they immediately keep their distance.

That changes one day when you are walking through the grocery store. You see a teenage boy walking around with his cute, already-busty girlfriend and her mom. They are walking in your direction. You are so desperate that it doesn’t matter that she is 15 years younger than you. You can’t help but wish she was your girlfriend. At about 20 feet in the distance, it happens. Right in the middle of the grocery store, the young boy buries his face in the girl’s breasts and motorboats her. The girl lets out a little yelp followed by laughter. Even her mom smiles at the sight of it. The first thing that happens is that you jump 10 feet backwards in shock.

Then you stand there frozen as tears come to your eyes. Watching a teenage boy motorboat a girl in public while you have never touched one nearly makes you break down crying. As they continue to walk past you, you have to say something. You want to ask the boy how he pulled that off. You want to beg the girl to let you do it to her too. You want to ask the mom if she really smiled when he did it. But all you can do as they walk past is let out a “Hhhhmmmppphhh”. All three of them look at you. The girl looks at you with a mix of amusement and disdain. The boy smiles smugly. The mom looks at you with disgust. They can all see the sexual frustration in your eyes.

“Get lost, weirdo,” the mom says.

The three of them snicker and keep walking. It finally hits you. Girls aren’t intimidated by you, they can take one look at you and instantly tell that you, a grown man, have less sexual experience than an average 12-year-old. They can tell how frustrated and desperate you feel. They can tell that you have been rejected again and again and again and again. They can tell that at every stage of your life, girls have never wanted you. They know that years of hopelessness will continue to fly on by.

Worst of all, they can tell that you feel like a mouse. As a grown man jealously watching a young boy bury his face in a girls breasts while being twice his age, you’ve never gotten a girl to touch you anywhere for any amount of time. At that minute, denial comes crashing down, and it becomes crystal clear to all four people standing there think that you are a helpless loser. And the two girls hate you with a passion for it.

By now, you can be assured it is a hopeless situation. But what happens next causes you to hit rock bottom.

First, you visit an Asian massage parlor and get denied service. The two Asian girls keep saying over and over, “No, no, you leave. You leave, no.” You you walk back to your car, open the door, get inside and scream.

You drive home and take another detour through the ghetto. A busty, blond girl catches your eye. You drive past her several times. From the way she is walking around, she must be a hooker. But at this point, you don’t care. She sits down at a bus stop. You park your car around the corner and sit down next to her.

She mutters something under her breath.

“Were you talking to me?”

“No, I am on the phone with someone”.

But the phone looks like it’s off. She gets up and keeps walking down the street. She “hangs up” after only 15 steps. You’re too embarrassed to follow.

The next night you see the same girl. As you drive past once, she quickly looks away; it’s enough to embarrass you to keep driving for a second. You drive past a second time, but once again she pretends to get a phone call. Two minutes later, you drive by a third time. You see her from a distance. You see her point at something. You look, but there’s nothing there, and when you look back, you can’t find her. Only after a safe distance, do you see her in your review mirror emerging from behind a couple of trash cans. How the hell does this girl keep escaping you? Ten minutes later she sees you about to drive past a fourth time. She quickly turns a corner and disappears into thin air.

When you see her the next night, she looks stunning, wearing a skintight yellow dress exposing an amazing amount of cleavage. You have to talk to her! First drive by, she grabs the arm of somebody walking right in front of her and pretends to be walking with him. The minute you are out of sight, she lets go and walks away from him. In the next drive-by, you position yourself just right so that she has to talk to you. You talk for about a minute, and she even thanks you when complimenting her dress. Not only that, but she even fixes her top right in front of you and smiles.

You ask her if she would like a ride. She says she has to meet a friend real quick but to wait here and she would be back in about 20 minutes.

“OK, great!” The previous couple of nights must have been some kind of misunderstanding. She is sure nice to you now – even tracing her cleavage with her fingers! “She was probably just playing hard to get,” you laugh.

You always said you never wanted a hooker. But at this point, what options do you have? Besides, that girl is great looking. The first thing you are going to do is motorboat her like the boy in the store. You can’t wait to have your mouth between those soft-looking, perfectly rounded breasts. After 20 minutes, she has not returned. After another 20 minutes, you are fighting the feeling of disappointment. After another 20 minutes, you are down in the dumps. Finally after an hour and a half, you give up. She played you for a fool!

The next night is when it all falls apart.

First drive by:

As you approach, she raises her arm, “Taxi!” Of course there is no taxi.

The second time works better. You stop her and ask why she never came back.

“Well, my friend needed me.”

“No problem, at least you’re here now.”

“Well, I need to walk to the store and get groceries.”

“Let me give you a lift then.”

“No, I need the exercise.”

“What are you talking about? You look amazing. Then can I at least come with you; I’ll pay for your groceries.”

“No, that’s OK.”

“Can I meet you after you shop?”

“I don’t feel like staying up too late.”

“Well, maybe you can give me your number and I can call you.”

“My phone broke, sorry.”

“Look, what do I have to do? You keep blowing me off.”

“Well, maybe there is a reason,” she replies hastily.

And that is the comment that ends it.

You drive away in defeat. Of course she never ends up going to the store. You have finally found your place in the male hierarchy. Even with money, girls still don’t want you.

That is when you realize you will never have sex.

Eventually you get to the point where you can’t even fantasize about having sex anymore. You used to jerk off to the thought of having sex with a pretty girl. Now the only thing that arouses you is the fantasy of Muscle-man Chad engaging in a steamy mother-daughter threesome or Ghetto Chad standing proud in a sea of ghetto Black and White girls. You even get aroused at the thought of the busty, blond hooker using every trick in the book to deflect your every pickup attempt.

And that is where you stand.

Poor mental health; poor physical health. Hated and despised by everyone. Wanted by no one. It doesn’t matter what age, race, personality type, attractiveness level, part of the world, intelligence level, or social status the girl is. If you are bottom .0004%, she can do better. Even girls in the bottom .0004% themselves, if there are any, will wait in line for someone better. A girl would rather be fifth in line than be with you. If given the choice, she would rather be the fourth or fifth wheel in an all-girl, one-guy orgy than give you the time of the day.

You become so awkward that all you can do is longingly stare at girls as you walk by them hoping one of them will talk to you. But this only propels them away even faster. Every girl you see is a girl you can’t have. You can’t even tell how old girls are anymore. You can’t tell if a girl is two years younger than you or 15 years younger. You desperately seek attention, flitting from fat 50-year-old women to young teenage girls. But you are invisible to everyone.

This is the life of a loser.

Your teens were difficult. Your 20’s were a nightmare. Your 30’s are turning into Hell on earth.

And you realize you are only halfway done.

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PUA/Game: Young Women and Middle Aged Men: Some Misconceptions

Jason Y: I don’t think a guy Robert’s age or even my age (middle age) is going to meet an 18 year old girl except at a go go bar, but boy you will meet them there alright,😆 but you cannot take them home.

Actually that is not true, as a 17 year old girl trying to seduce me last year, and it got so tempting that I had to cut it off with her because I was seriously worried I was going to cave. She was relentless! I was 58 years old!

But as a middle aged man who likes young women, I would say though that at my age, it does seem like it is very, very hard to get an 18 year old girl or even a woman in her 20’s for that matter. I see women aged 18-30 all the time around here, and most of them act like, “Get the fuck away from me, creep!” For the most part, I can’t even talk to them. If I try to talk to them at all, even if they are behind a counter, and I am buying something, they shut the conversation down just like that! For the most part, they are cold.

There are a few women in their 20’s who seem to like me, but most of them, just forget it. I think most of them don’t want men our age, but there is a certain quite small group that is seriously hot for middle aged men. There’s nothing wrong with them. It’s just that this is a small percentage of women that age, and most of them are not like that.

I know a few guys in their 50’s who were able to consistently grab 18-29 year old women, but it seemed like in most cases, they were the “best of the best.” That is, they still were very good-looking for their age, and in fact, I would say they were in the top ~20% for men their age, and they had the most Killer Game you could possibly imagine.

I talked to that 17 year old girl above about this, and I had the same conversation with a couple of other women in their 20’s that I got involved with. The teenage girl and the young women both told me that the good-looking females their age were not really into middle aged men except for a few of them. They all said the same thing: “When it comes to older men, we only want the best. We want the best of the best, and we can get them merely because we are young.” They said they were not interested in 80-90% of middle-aged men who they thought were too old or not attractive.

They only wanted the top 10-20% of the men Looks or Game-wise (probably both) in any age bracket. When I asked them what they went after in middle aged men, I was surprised that they did not say Money, Status or Power. Most said that they went after Looks, but even more more important than anything else was Killer Game. Generally it was a combination of Looks and Game. So it was Game first, and then Looks not far behind. They told me, “A few middle aged men are sexy as Hell. And some are still quite good-looking for their age. These are the only ones we want. The rest are duds.”

A middle aged man with great Game and zero Looks attracts zero young females. A middle aged man with great Looks and zero Game is just not that interesting and attracts zero young females. He’s boring.

Despite the fact that Looks + Game was a necessity, the men they went after often had some sort of Status or even Fame. The men didn’t necessarily need money at all; in fact, these females told me that a lot of times, these men hardly had a nickel. But they often had some sort of Status in one way or another. Maybe they had written a book. Maybe they played in a rock band. Maybe they had traveled the world. Maybe they had run their own businesses. Maybe they had met famous people. And it was not uncommon that these men had obtained some sort of Fame, if only of the most minor sort.

The fact that they are skimming off the top 20% of middle aged men in any age bracket means that they are targeting the Alphas. In other words, teenage girls and women in their 20’s do go after middle aged men at times, but they preferentially select the Alphas. They skim the 10-20% Alphas off the top of middle aged men and forget about the other 80-90%, who are apparently duds. They also told me that they were able to snag the Alphas pretty easily simply because of their youth. Because what middle aged Alpha doesn’t want a hot 18-30 year old woman? If she looks halfway decent, he will preferentially select her merely for her age alone and for no other reason.

This actually makes sense. As I have related, I had sex with teenage girls in my teens of course, and then I continued to do so until age 21 when I quit due to fear of jail. This was in the 1970’s, and things were completely different back then. And no one much cared about 14-17 year old girls with 18-21 year old men, 15-17 year old girls with 18-29 year old men, or even 17 year old girls with men all the way up to age 40.

At some point, you would be pushing things too far, and it was just too much though.

I remember reading an article in the local paper about a 53 year old man who had been busted for screwing several 15 year old girls. They were neighborhood girls who lived nearby, and they came over to this place. He would give them drugs – pot and cocaine – and they would give him sex. I am not sure if it was a drugs for sex thing, but that sort of arrangement is pretty common even with women, not just girls.

There is some sort of a trade-off happening there, whether the females are actually trading their bodies for sex or whether something else is going on is hard to figure. Heterosexual sex is usually some sort of a transaction anyway. Each side seems to be trading something away and getting something in return. That’s just the way it works out.

The man was busted for the charge of “statutory rape” and received a 3-year sentence. This sort of a thing was a joke back in those days. I remember my parents laughing when they read about these men. They weren’t considered “pedophiles” at all, in fact, no one would ever call a man a pedophile for going after a teenage girl. That was simply unheard of.

The word used was “statutory.” It was called statutory rape and was the subject of a lot of jokes and snickering comments. Men who went down on statutory rape were not considered evil or perverts or scum or anything like that. Instead it was thought that these men were facing a severe temptation that they had simply been too weak to resist, and they had caved in. The general feeling was that these men were sort of stupid, had exercised poor judgment, should have been stronger and not so weak, and “should have known better.”

Anyway, back in the 1970’s, I ran into many cases of underage teenage girls going for men aged 18-40. But I would like to point out that most guys my age did not do this at all. It was only a select few, and they had certain characteristics. In a word, most of them were what you might call the Alphas. They not only went after the JB’s but they also completely cleaned up with women in their age bracket (18-23) – often hotties – and some of them were even grabbing older women. The older women were sometimes married, and they generally looked pretty hot. They ranged in age from 27-38. They were cleaning up with the women and the girls both.

So just as Oscar Wilde said, “Women always want the best,” apparently that’s also true for teenage girls and women in their 20’s going after middle aged men. And it looks like we see the 80-20 rule once again. Of those teenage girls and women in their 20’s chasing middle aged men, 80% of these young females are chasing only 20% of the middle aged men, if that. 80-20 all over again. It might even be 10% because there are so few desirable men in that category. Maybe it’s even 80-10! Those poor incels, they can’t win for losing. It’s as if the whole game is rigged from the start.

The feminist/SJW Lie: First of all, I do not think that men should chase underage teenage girls. But the feminists and SJW’s over at Reddit Blue Pill and We Hunted the Mammoth say continuously that older men who go after teenage girls are losers who can’t get a woman their own age because they are so lame they can’t get laid with God’s help. Women their age are disgusted with them as they are totally Omega and undesirable, so these total losers go for the easy pickings, which is teenage girls.

However, my experience has shown me that this is not true at all. An older man who is so Omega and has such poor Game that he can’t attract a woman his own age to save his life is not going to be able to go after the “easy pickings” – the teenage girls. Because they simply are not easy pickings who go for any older man – Alphas, Betas and even Omegas – not caring as long as he is older.

And if anything, teenage girls are even more selective and preferential about men than women in their 20’s. Yes, women in their 20’s tend to go for the Alphas, but the truth is that a lot of them end up having sex with Betas quite a bit, and it’s not uncommon for them to even bed an Omega. Women in their 20’s are less selective than teenage girls!

And with women in their 30’s, the selectivity declines even more as they jump off the Alpha Carousel and start looking for a Beta to settle down with and have kids and a family.

Women in their 40’s are dealing with declining looks and a seriously diminishing pool of middle aged men, many of whom are already burning out into overweight, obesity, poor health, mental illness, alcoholism or addiction, chronic disease, massive baggage, jail and prison records, sketch job histories, seriously declining looks, or even embarrassing poverty.

Women in their 40’s often complain that there are no good men and that the pool of decent men their age is very small compared to the number of women chasing them. The Three S’s: Straight, Sane and Solvent, is supposedly all these women ask for, and while it’s easy to find middle aged men with at least one S, it’s not easy at all to find men with all three. At least one of those S’s is often missing. So women in their 40’s are less selective still!

Moving on into the 50’s, most women’s looks have so badly crashed that many of them look to me like wild animals who escaped from the zoo. I would date them except that I find bestiality immoral. That sounds sexist and evil, but I have told this to women in their 50’s who still had their looks, and they told me it was the same with men their age, and that most men in their 50’s looked like complete crap with trainwrecked looks. And they all laughed and said most men in their 50’s also look like wild animals.

Further, with men in their 50’s, we are dealing with some serious potency issues. Figures are hard to come by, but quite a few men in their 50’s have problems with erections. Actually I wold say they all do sooner or later in the decade, but that’s just an opinion. I have had women in their 40’s chat me up, and within the first hour drop the bombshell, “Sooooooooo, are you impotent?” as if it would be perfectly normal if I said yes. I could not believe that they would ask me that so quickly, but I suppose it’s a pretty serious issue with women dating men in their 50’s.

So the feminists and SJW’s are wrong again. Teenage girls are not easy pickings for men because most teenage girls only want Alphas. If you can’t get a woman your own age, the Hell if you can get a teenage girl. That would be even harder! And females seem to get progressively less and less selective as they age. The younger the female is, the more she preferentially selects for “Alpha” types. Hence you hear about women in their 20’s becoming part of the harems of Alphas or “riding the Alpha Cock Carousel” as the saying goes.

By the time they are in their 30’s, some say women are “post-Wall.” That means they hit a Looks Wall at age 30 where their looks start to go down rapidly after that.

I don’t agree with that, but then I even find women in their 50’s attractive nowadays because I have had to adjust my standards in order to discover the beauty and charms of older women. It was not that hard to do. I just told myself that I was going to try to find women that age attractive and started to look for attractive things about them and learn to be attracted to them, and after a while, I did. But I already sort of liked them anyway. Anyway, in their 30’s, women are even less selective.

The feminists have got it all wrong. Teenage girls and women in their 20’s are not easy pickings. At least the hot ones aren’t. They’re actually the hardest ones of all to get! And as women slowly age, it becomes easier and easier for a non-Alpha man to get one. In fact, the easiest women of all to get may well be women in their 40’s who are dealing with a serious Man Shortage.

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Game/PUA: Flirtatious Signals, the Lack Thereof, and Consequences

Great post here. from Indomitable Thoughts, a blog focused on the plight of the incel.

The incident described occurred in a coffee shop. The woman was Hispanic and 23 years old and I was in my early 50’s, probably 30 years older than she was. I had my shirt unbuttoned a bit and she was staring at my hairy chest like it was a juicy T-bone steak.

I will say though sadly that I usually do not get this type of attention I described in this post these days. In fact, I am lucky if I get much of any attention at all.

However, I still do get some attention from women and even from girls!

But the overall effect is that I feel like an Omega and I am finally starting to understand how Omega males feel. And it does make you angry. I can see that easily.

Flirtatious Signals, the Lack Thereof, and Consequences

In Reading Women Correctly, Robert Lindsay discusses the kind of flirtatious signals women give when they are interested in a man. At the end he notes how some commenters complain about not getting any signals at all. These guys, known as involuntary celibates or incels, are basically invisible to women sexually.

Robert describes instances where women are almost literally attracted to him in a carnal sense – in one case, a girl was staring at his chest hair as if it were a prime rib. This type of animal sexual attraction is rarely experienced by incels, and is a huge stumbling block for them because it’s very difficult to flirt with to a girl when she isn’t putting out any signals of interest to begin with.

Furthermore, this lack of interest prevents an incel from fine-tuning his attraction radar, so he can better piece apart when a girl is flirting or not. This causes the incel to stumble badly whenever an opportunity arises, if it ever does. In the best case, the incel ends up broadcasting his sexual inexperience, and the consequences can be far more severe. These types of outcomes only reinforce the incel’s sense of inadequacy, as he is already suffering from a lack of affection and validation to begin with.

I consider this phenomenon to be the core problem of incel. It is a vicious, self-reinforcing circle, that only gets harder to break out of with time. Poor attractiveness (for whatever reason) leads to a poor reading of signals, if any are sent by girls to begin with, which often results in harmful psychological repercussions.

I will discuss ways to break this vicious circle in a future post.

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Sluthate, Incels, Etc.

From the Net, a commenter opines on Sluthate and related sites and the incel phenomenon in general:

Chasing women around like dogs and failing at it hundreds of times before one or two say yes – that’s what traditional masculinity thinks being a “real” man is all about. I feel sorry for these angry Omega males.

Come to think of it, White Nationalists are some of the biggest Beta males ever, angry too.

Actually I rather like Sluthate. It’s like a PUA site without all the cocky arrogant, strutting roosters, tools, dicks, jerks and especially douchebags who ruin those sites. You can get the same advice on Sluthate as you can on the PUA sites, and actually these poor angry Omegas are much less offensive to me than the jerkoffs strutting around on your average PUA site, who I usually feel like punching in the face. These Omegas are sad, but hey, life is sad. So I can relate. Life’s not supposed to be easy, and it’s isn’t.

I feel sorry for those angry Omegas myself. I have had a lot of success with women but there have also been dry spells where I couldn’t get date with God’s help, so I can sort of relate to what these guys are going through. Anyway, most single men are incel periodically anyway. How many single men can get sex anytime they want without paying for it, year in and year out, every day of the year? Hell, a lot of married men can’t even do that.

I would say that the natural state of man, at least single man, is Periodic Incel. After all, that’s why men get married. You are supposed to get married in order to get steady sex. If you ask a lot of men and they answer honestly, this is what they will tell you.

This is why there is so much pressure on single men to get married: it is seen as the road to lots of sex. Single life is seen as idiotic loserdom: bachelor life = no pussy. That’s not necessarily true, but it does seem to be true that it is hard to get a regular and steady supply of sex year in and year out without buying it if you are a single man.

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Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks

Wow.

Some commenters here have ridiculed my articles on this incel phenomenon, saying there’s no evidence that things are any different now than when we were growing up 30-50 years ago. From the article:

Ongoing US research shows more adults aged 20-24 report having no sexual partner than those at the same age group born in the 60s, 70s and 80s.

Ahh, how interesting. But what about those of us born in the 50’s? Oh that’s right. We aren’t having sex anymore! Silly me.

No wait! They mean us back when we were young, when I was 20-24 years old. I remember that! The breeze would blow, and I would get an erection.

Wait. Erection. What’s that word? I’m not sure what it means. Hang out while I fish out my dictionary and look up the definition, and then I’ll get back to you in a bit, ok?

Back! Refreshed my memory!

Now the evidence comes out, and R9k, Sluthate, Lookism, Forever Alone, Elliot Rodger, George Sodini and all rest were actually onto something. Some guys are cleaning up passing home plate, and a lot of others, standing there in the back bench looking stupid with their dicks in the hands, are getting fuck all.

I’m not really involved with the young people scene much these days because it’s hard as pulling hen’s teeth to get a woman aged 18-30 to go out with me – or even to get her to look at me for that matter. So I am sort of watching from the bleachers here with my binoculars with the rest of us Old School Guys at the young guys trying to get to 3rd base at least in the Game down below. Pass the popcorn. Thanks!

Roissy, Roosh V and the rest of the motley crew are complete tools, and I despise them, but they did manage to tune in to the right station, hear the message and clue the rest of us in.

Things are different.

Damn. So when does the Beta Uprising start? I need to know so I can duck and cover.

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Manlets

This is out of the incel community, where I first heard the word manlet. They make a big deal out of their theory that being short is deadly for men. I do not know. Back in the 1970’s and 1980’s, I knew some short guys and one very good short friend, and they all did fantastic with females. Of course they were both very good looking, and two of them were very hot surfers who were for all intents and purposes Alphas

I think this chart is a bit off. According to the chart, I am in the zone where, without a pretty face, I am doomed. However, not one person has ever called me short in my life, and indeed I have had a number of very tall girlfriends, including two who were 5’11 and one who was 6’0. In fact, a recent very good girlfriend who was nuts in love with me was 5’11. So they were all three at least as tall as I am and one was even taller, and none of them seemed to care.

But that chart may not be relevant for my generation. Is it possible that this new young generation is even taller than my generation? Are Americans born in the 1990s’ actually taller than those born in the 1950’s? If so, by how much?

What do you think? Is being short a liability for men these days?

This whole issue is rather sad if it is true, but that poster sure is funny.

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Click to enlarge. Humorous meme mashup on short men.

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ForeverUnwanted Posts One of My Posts

Here.

They link to my post Women Hate Guys Who Don’t Get Any, which is actually true. Women hate incel men more than they hate cockroaches. ForeverUnwanted is for extremely hardcore incels. It is depressing as Hell.

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(Statistical) Alphas, Betas and Omegas

S. D. writes:

Many women want cuckolds.

They wish to have children and be penetrated by Alpha males but be provided for by Beta males who will raise these children.

In modern society we see this constantly – an attractive woman has “kids from a previous relationship” by a brute and marries a sweet Beta male who provides and cares for these kids.

Omegas are the “swinging bachelors” of the modern world. They prefer casual sex, porn, prostitution or sex tourism.

I agree with the first three paragraphs of our great commenter S.D.’S comment.

The first paragraph is a fact, but do all women want cuckolds? All women want to marry a Beta they can cuck by screwing Alphas on the side? Are there any women who want to marry and fall in love with a Beta and have a great love and sex life with him?

If women want cuckolds, then why is that nearly every woman I end up with demands monogamy of me, often aggressively or even violently? Also most girlfriends I get are jealous of me, often almost to the point of being nuts. They usually don’t trust me and seem to always wonder if I am cheating on them. They are crazy suspicious and jealous of me to the point of seeming like madwomen. Women are also often crazy possessive of me to the point of saying they will beat up or kill any other woman who tries to get her hands on me. If they wanted to get with me to cuck me, why are they so psycho-jealous?

I do not agree at all that statistical Omegas are the swinging bachelors of the modern world. Most swinging bachelors nowadays are statistical Alphas, as this is a rather typical Alpha lifestyle at least when young. Young women are getting so promiscuous nowadays that I think even some statistical Beta young men are swinging bachelors.

I seriously doubt if any statistical Omegas are swinging bachelors, but they can always buy it. Omegas are not attractive to women by default. It’s hard to see how a man who is not attractive to women is somehow leading a swinging bachelor lifestyle.

I have known quite a few players and womanizers in my time, and some might say I led that lifestyle myself for a bit. Most of the “swinging bachelors” that I have known in my life were goodlooking men. The most notorious of all were always, in every single case, very good looking men with male model or Greek God good looks. Womanizing is the province of handsome men, not rejects.

Omegas are the guys who can’t get laid with God’s help. These are the incels.

Statistical Alphas (~20-25% of men) – These men are attractive to most but not necessarily all women. Alphas are first choice of ~80% of women and at any given time, up to 80% of the women may be pursuing the 20-25% of Alphas at least as first choice anyway.

Statistical Betas (~60-65% of men?) – These men are attractive to some but not most women. Betas are the first choice of maybe 20% of women. However, with 80% of the women pursuing the 22% of men who are Alphas, obviously there are not enough Alphas to go around, so many women settle for a Beta on that basis. Also Alphas usually make awful boyfriends and even worse husbands, partly because they are incorrigible cheaters, so most women either think or learn that Alphas make awful longterm partners.

When women hit their 30’s, they often want children and a family, so they settle for a Beta.

However, I feel that many women who get with Betas in LTR’s or as husbands come to love them. I have seen many Beta men in very good relationships with women where the women are deeply in love with them, and the men are getting lots of sex. The idea that all women who settle for Betas are unhappy is not true.

Statistical Omegas (15% of men?)- These men are attractive to none, almost none, or better phrased, few if any women. However, I know seriously Omega men who got with homely or fat women who were not attractive at all and were involved in deep loving relationships with these women with plenty of sex. If you’re an Omega, you can always grab a landwhale or a hambeast, fall crazy in love with her and fuck your brains out. So not all is gloom and doom for Omegas.

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Prostitution Is Created By Artificial Scarcity

The prostitution market is created by scarcity.

Some capitalist markets are also driven by scarcity. There is obvious scarcity in all capitalist markets.  There is a scarcity of fruits and vegetables because we can’t just go out and pick our own in the wild fields for free; there is a scarcity of IPhones because we can’t make our own smartphones, on and on. However, some capitalist markets are characterized by artificial scarcity.

I believe that the precious gems market is such a market. The whole market is controlled by if not one family (of Jews) than by one ethnic group or extended family if you will (of Jews). The gems are mined by a Jewish family in South Africa, and then the market is run by Orthodox Jews in Belgium and New York. However, my understanding is that they only mine a certain number of diamonds in order to make them quite scarce and that they could easily mine many more diamonds, but that would flood the market and drive down the prices.

There may be some other markets like this but I can’t think of any offhand.

The artificial scarcity that creates the straight prostitution market is one of differential sex drives. Males desire and give out sex much more than females do. Females are dramatically more choosy and less promiscuous than males, and there’s your artificial scarcity right there.

This is why I laugh whenever people insist that men can get sex anytime they want to. Almost all women believe this. This is because women are solipsistic by nature. Women know that any woman can have sex anytime she wants to, so, in their solipsism, women assume that the same must be true for men too because they are so wrapped up in themselves that they cannot imagine life as a man.

To this day, women insist to me that a man can get sex anytime he wants, although they admit that it’s a bit of a hassle. Women often tell me, “Well, all a man has to do is go to a bar, right, and then he can get a woman? I mean if a man goes to a bar, it’s a given that he can find a woman to take home and have sex with her.” Hey, head on over to the Incel sites, and tell them that all they need to do is go to a club or a bar, and they can all get laid that night, guaranteed.

Just going to a bar or a club is no guarantee whatsoever that you can pick up a woman to take home and have sex with. I have been to bars and clubs many times, and at the end of the night, I was driving home alone in my car. And it wasn’t like I was turning down women all night. Quite a few times there weren’t even any to turn down.

The thing is that once sex gets so liberated that any man can go to a bar or club and be guaranteed of free sex that night, there goes the Whore Market. There goes the Sugar Daddy Market. There goes the Kept Woman Market. There goes the Trophy Wife Market. It is in women’s interest to create an artificial shortage of sex in the form of available women. By doing that, like the DeBeers, the female sex can drive up the cost of sex due to supply and demand, provision money and material things from men and incidentally create a massive and lucrative whore market for women.

Every time a woman tells me that any man can just go to a car or club and walk out with free sex for the night, I laugh and tell her that’s not so. “If it were that easy for men to have sex, then why is there is a Whore Market?” And it’s true. In a post-scarcity world of heterosexual sex, there would probably be little or no whore market. Why would there be one at all? If most men could get it for free anytime, why would they spend good money to buy a whore? Makes no sense. Indeed the fact that a vast whore market exists at all is proof positive that, no, men cannot just go out and get some free sex anytime they want to.

But the gay male prostitution market seems to prey not on an artificial scarcity of differential drives and willfulness but more on an artificial scarcity due to age.

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Sexless Marriages Are Everywhere in the West Nowadays

Spamby: I don’t understand how you can rape your wife. If she’s your wife then you have the right to have sex with her don’t you?

RL: Actually in the US and UK you cannot. There are lots of sexless marriages over here. It is quite common in the US, Canada and Europe for wives to just give up sex and refuse to have sex with their husbands anymore. The cases that I am familiar with are in the US, Canada, Germany and Romania.

The women are usually about 35-50 years old and they have had a couple of kids, but in one case I know of the couple is in their late 20’s to early 30’s with a kid, and boy is he angry about it. He is resorting to having affairs which I do not blame him for at all.

One common denominator seems to be kids. The woman is 35-45, the couple has a kid or too and then she cuts off the sex. A variety of reasons are given including that kids take up all your time, they are very stressful and exhausting, etc. I also assume that a lot of women are not attracted to their husbands anymore. I would assume that any normal woman who was highly attracted to their husband who screw him about as much as he wanted it. Most women are rabid nymphos whenever they get with Chad Thundercock or any Alpha for that matter.

All of this is starting to make me feel really good about not only never marrying but even better yet not having kids. Even if the marriage is fine sexually, apparently she pops out a kid or two, and the sex is pretty much over.

I am also laughing so hard at all my idiot married man friends who used to chide and insult me that I was not married, implying that either I wasn’t getting enough or wasn’t getting any. They made it a big point to tell me that they were getting tons of sex, often every night. I think they were jealous of me though because sometimes I would get a girlfriend, and usually whenever I have a girlfriend she is a nympho for some reason and we are screwing like hours a day so much that I start worrying I am going to permanently damage my dick.

My idiot married friends would hear me drowning in sex about it and get very uptight, challenged and upset, and then they would come back saying that, “Yeah, but married guys get it every night, single guys don’t.” Which was usually true with these guys who were in their late 20’s to early 30’s.

That is the worst age for a man – men at this age are the most arrogant and insufferable of men of any age. My basic feeling is that not enough bad things have happened to them yet. By the time most people are 40, not a whole lot of folks are arrogant anymore. No matter how special you are, by age 40, you have already had about a million really lousy things happen to you, and most folks find that a humbling experience. People who are still arrogant and highly narcissistic after age 40 are generally bad cases, and it’s a sign that there is something seriously wrong with you.

Even when I have a girlfriend, I am usually not getting it every day except for maybe 1-2 week stretches.

Now I am finding out that marriage is not exactly the sexual wonderland it is said to be, especially after you have those glorious kids that put the stake in the heart of the married sex life if the wear and tear of the marriage has not already done the bedroom in.

Not having kids. Which was another stupid thing that these married weenies were always chiding me for never having.

I stayed single and never had kids, and nevertheless despite the typical feast or famine bachelor life, often had at least one woman in my life and led a life full of wild head over heels movie-like love affairs of the century, had a ton of awesome sex with more attractive to beautiful females than I can count.

Yay for me!

Even if I never have sex again, which is possible at my age sadly, I can still die happy tomorrow. I’ve already done everything I wanted to do, and honestly it almost doesn’t matter if not one good thing happens to me for the rest of my life because I can just coast on my memories until I drop sometime in the next few decades.

Staying single and never having kids! Yay! Two of the smartest decisions I ever made.

Spamby: Well, I mean you don’t have to be rough. You can just feel her up gently and then fuck her couldn’t you? Or do they just shut down all sex completely?

RL: I do not know. They shut it down, get really bitchy and angry, and if you try to get something going with them, they say “Ew,” get mad and push you away. When they cut you off like that, you are not going to charm her into giving it up. Sometimes the cutoffs are temporary, but often they last a long time. She typically cuts you off for a long time, and a lot of guys just quit asking for it. They often take separate beds or even separate bedrooms. The woman might have her own bedroom downstairs for instance.

Sometimes they ration it out, but it’s usually starvation rations. A girlfriend of mine had a girlfriend about age 42 who said she gave her husband a blowjob once a year on his birthday. They slept in separate bedrooms, and he retreated to his mancave at night where he did a variety of things, including smoking pot, drinking, watching porn and jerking off. He was not very happy about this situation at all.

There’s nothing you can do about it. I have heard many cases like this, and none of the men raped their wives after they get cut off. But then maybe I run in some classier circles. Maybe lower class guys do just rape the bitch, so to speak.

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