This comment from Deti in the Evolution of Game was too epic not to make a post of. He leaves out Aunt Giggles Iscariot, the betrayer, but he is forgiven:
THE GENESIS
In the beginning was Game. And the game was with the natural alpha, and the Game was alpha. And the natural alphas created the world of pickup, and they saw that it was good.
And they said, “Let us make men in our own image.” And took they some words and swagger and attitude and nuking shit tests, and formed they men; and breathed into their nostrils the breath of cocky-funny, and they created men.
And alpha placed men into the world and told them to dress and keep it; and they did.
And alpha looked upon the men, and said “It is not good for the Men to be alone. I will make him a companion and a helper.” And alpha caused the man to become drunk with wine, and caused him to fall into a deep slumber, and while he was out cold, alpha created women of all shapes and sizes, colors and hair styles. And alpha presented the females to the men, and they said “Whoa, man!” And so this is how women were named, and it is so to this very day.
And the men and the women were together. And alpha looked upon them and said, be fruitful, bang, and multiply. And they did, with great gusto and enthusiasm.
And one day the women were walking in the garden, and a serpent with the face of Betty Friedan slithered up to them, and said; “Did alpha really say to you never to eat the fruit of the Tree of the Knowledge of Feminine Mystique? For he knows that in the day you eat of it, you will become like alpha and men, knowing men and women.”
And the women did eat, and they found that it was pleasant to the taste. And then they offered some to their men; and the men said “but alpha told us never to eat from the Tree. What is this you have done?” And the women said “The Friedanosaurus offered the fruit to me, and I ate, and it was good.” And the men ate.
And then alpha saw the men and said “where are you? what have you done?” And the men answered “We were hiding, because you said not to eat of the Tree of the Knowledge of Feminine Mystique, But the women, whom you gave to us, they tasted the fruit, and gave it to us, and we also ate.”
And alpha said to the men: “Because of this thing you have done, cursed is the ground you will walk on. You will no longer be able to pass shit tests. You will become beta pussyboys. No longer will you be permitted to tend the world; for the women whom I gave you have taken it from you. Your women will become unhaaaaaaappy and will divorce you or marry you nevermore.”
And to the women alpha said: “From this day on you will be miserably unhappy, for there are none to lead you and tell you no. You will do what is right in your own eyes, and satisfaction you shall never know all the days of your lives.”
THE EXODUS AND THE PROPHETS
But came then the prophets, and they were named Ross Jeffries, David DeAngelo, Mystery, and Neil Strauss. And they foretold of a saviour. They told of the way to the woman’s heart and mind. And they did many signs and wonders with women in the taverns and the bar bathrooms and the meeting places and the bedrooms of the land.
And they wrote down the words which the alpha did give them, and it was “The Game”. And “The Game” was read by many men, who marveled at the words that were written, and said “who are these men that even the women spread their legs for them?”
THE GOSPEL OF ROISSY
And the time came for the saviour to come. And he was indeed brought forth, in the City of George and Abraham and Ronaldus Maximus, and alpha decreed that he should be called Roissy. And in the City of George, Roissy began a blog. And men began to hear of the Man Roissy; and they said “Rejoice, for unto us this day has been given in the City of Ronaldus Maximus a guru, who is Roissy the PUA.”
And so it was that Roissy began his public ministry.
And Roissy ascended to the top of Mons Veneris, and took he with him his wives and concubines. And he was absent for a time. And when he returned, written with the finger of alpha and inscribed in pixels on the Blog were the Law, given by alpha, the Sixteen Commandments of Poon. And Roissy gave the Law and the Commandments to the men; and he commanded them: “You shall learn these words and the Law and the Commandments which alpha and which I have this day given to you. You shall write them in your minds, and you shall learn them when you rise up and when you lie down; you shall know them when you eat and when you walk by the way; and you shall teach them to your sons and daughters; and you shall keep them in your mind forever.
“And you shall put these Commandments which I have this day given you into practice. Every day you shall do them, and take care to see that you keep them in spirit and in letter.
“And if you do these things which I have commanded you; then I will bless you with more sex from your women than you can shake a stick at. But if you do not do these things which I have this day commanded you, then woe be unto you men and your sons and your sons’ sons, even to the third and fourth generation; for I have given to you the Law and the Commandments for you and for your good. If my men will turn from their beta ways and will follow my Law and Commandments, then will alpha come to give advice, and will heal your relationships and marriages.”
And Roissy went into his wives and concubines, and he knew them, some more than once in a night. And Roissy came, and came, and came again, and he had many sons and daughters. And these are the sons and daughters of Roissy:
Dalrock of the Metroplex, who brought forth the Doctrine of Serial Monogamy and the Lovestruck Principle, and who sought to bestow marriage and monogamy upon his tribe; and the Dalrock also brought forth many charts and graphs and learned treatises with which to teach his sons and daughters;
Roosh V of the City of Ronaldus Maximus; (also known as the son whom Roissy loved), whose words and deeds are written in the Chronicles of Bang
Keoni of Kamehameha, who brought forth Married Game; and Keoni begat his son Athol the Kiwi who then begat MarriedManSexLife
Rollo Tomassi of the Land of Sunshine, who said “let us reason together” and brought forth The Rational Male
dannyfrom504, the one who said “If I can slay the poon, anyone can”, and he became a great Teacher and was renowned throughout the land
Vox the Genius, who wrote of the men, the politics and the Game
The Badger, who became a scrivener and thinker
The Private Man, the oldest of Roissy’s sons, promoting Charisma “for men of a certain age”
Stingray, who wrote of the true condition
SunshineMary, who taught the women about the Law
And Roissy had many many more sons and daughters who are counted like grains of sand on the beach and stars in the sky.
And Roissy’s sons and daughters themselves had many sons and daughters, each of them talking to one another and learning from one another.
And Roissy gathered his sons and daughters unto him. And Roissy said to them “you will not always have me with you; for soon I will return to alpha. It is good that I will go, because if I do not go, the Manosphere will not come. But when I go, I will send the Manosphere. It will guide you into the facts of male female relationships. It will remind you of all I have taught you. It will comfort you and cause you to waste endless hours in front of a screen learning of men and woman.
“Remember that the world, and many female bloggers with chips on their shoulders, hated me; and they will also hate you. If you suffer for Game’s sake, remember that I am with you. And remember that neither shit tests, nor breakups, nor flaking, nor snowflaking, nor batshit crazy, can ever keep you from your confident and dominant frames.
“But you have seen that which I have done, and read the words I have written unto you and given unto you. And I tell you that these and greater things all of you will do, for the sake of male female love, long lasting marriages, and intact families. I tell you that you will write greater and more insightful things than I, and the Game will reach even to the ends of the earth.
“But this I command you: Go forth and tell all the world of the good news. Go forth and make disciples of the Manosphere. Go forth and teach them all that I have taught you.”
And they saw Roissy ascend to Mons Veneris from whence he came; and they marveled at his words and what they had seen. And they resolved to minister to the beta, the omega, and the feminists who suffered for lack of good relationships and good sex. And they taught the men and women of all that Roissy had said, and of the Law and the Commandments; and many were saved from unhaaaaappy marriages and sluthood and involuntary celibacy.
April 24th, 2013 at 2:15 pm
Matt,
How does one battle an enemy whose victory lies in their surrender ?
April 24th, 2013 at 3:39 pm
Yea, though I walk through a bar filled with hot, available women, I will fear no rejection, for Game art with me.
April 24th, 2013 at 4:01 pm
Our Alpha in Mons Veneris,
hallowed be your game.
Your kingdom come,
your will be done,
In clubs, as it is in marriage.
Give us this day our daily vadge,
And forgive us our betaness,
As we also have forgiven our fathers.
And lead us not into feminism,
but deliver us from hamster.
April 24th, 2013 at 4:08 pm
*Your kingdom cum
April 24th, 2013 at 4:21 pm
Marellus,
I see two options, take it all away, or give it to them full strength.
Masculinity full on or none at all.
April 24th, 2013 at 4:59 pm
Stingray,
You delectable enigma of a swish, from some underwear designer’s … most noble wish …
April 24th, 2013 at 4:59 pm
MikeC 74:
Good comment. I see you are also a recent refugee from the land of HUS. Your comment will probably never see the light of day there; I have also been either banned or put into permanent moderation. I left a comment several threads ago trying to explain why young men don’t learn to jettison beta supplicant behaviors; I don’t believe it’s ever been published.
April 24th, 2013 at 5:32 pm
MikeC 74:
Good comment. I see you are also a recent refugee from the land of HUS. Your comment will probably never see the light of day there; I have also been either banned or put into permanent moderation. I left a comment several threads ago trying to explain why young men don’t learn to jettison beta supplicant behaviors; I don’t believe it’s ever been published.
Yes, Susan personally informed me that I was placed in permanent moderation weeks ago as I actually had not trying commenting in weeks. I can only assume the same is true of you. I’m guessing that there is blacklist of male commenters who are in permanent moderation. This allows Susan the pretense/artifice of claiming she has not “banned” anyone, but effectively is banning certain people.
She told me she wants the option of being able to delete any comments that reflect the views of other blogs which really means she wants the ability to delete any comments that go against her agenda.
Eh…she can do whatever she wants…I think it is the bait and switch that got me. She sold herself as “Game and Man friendly” which has turned out to be false.
Rollo @ 6:08
I think that is a good idea, although I am going to try and reduce even going there to see what she is writing about.
April 24th, 2013 at 6:35 pm
THE ACTS OF THE SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF ROISSY
In the first Book, most excellent Manospherians, I told you all of the things that Roissy did, and of the words he said, and of his charge to his sons and daughters. Now I tell you of those things his sons and daughters have done, so that you all may know of those who came before you.
THE COMING OF THE MANOSPHERE
And after Roissy was taken up to Mons Veneris; all the sons and daughters of Roissy had gathered in the Dalrock’s billiards room for a drinking party with the wine and rum that Roissy their father had left for them. And they, being drunk with wine, looked at the Dalrock’s PC. And they saw a website come onto the screen, as a rushing wind, into the billiards room. And the wind that came in sunk the 8-ball. And because of the good wine, all of them fell over as dead until the next morning.
THE PRIVATE MAN’S CHAPTER
And it came to pass that Private Man, the eldest of the Tribe of Roissy, took to wife a woman. And she did bring to him much joy in their beginnings. But Private Man did not lead her, and instead he followed his wife about the land, from occupation to occupation, driving their oxen and sheep and livestock from place to place.
And she told him, I don’t want to be married hence; because we have grown apart, dear Private Man. And Private Man and his wife went their separate ways.
And Private Man then sat at the feet of his father Roissy for to learn Game. And he became an excellent student of Game, and nuking shit tests, and the cocky-funny, and the iguana head toss, and the night life in the Land of the Sunshine. And he learned of the newfangled PC, and the Internet; and the new online dating. And he undertook to teach those of a certain age about women, and the computer dating, and the cocky-funny, and the iguana head toss. And he obtained Lucy the Ugly Dog for his companion.
And so it is to this very day that Private Man lives in the Land of Sunshine, where he and men of a certain age continue to learn of the Game, and ply the cocky funny, and show the iguana head toss.
ROLLO TOMASSI’S CHAPTER
Rollo Tomassi, a son of Roissy, was sent forth to play the lyre and the harp with his friends, for to travel to Nineveh and Tarsus and Bethlehem and Sidon and Hebron. And he did so. And on the way he did consort with many of the handmaidens, and did know them and make their acquaintances. And he did sit down at the gates of the City with the men of the SoSuave, where he would teach and hold forth, especially about the handmaiden with the borderline personality disorder, and did duly warn them. And Rollo did write many proverbs and wise sayings, which are written in the Book of the SoSuave.
And Rollo took Mrs. Tomassi to wife, and he went in to her, and knew her repeatedly; and they did begat Bebe Tomassi.
And Roissy, his father, did see Rollo’s work at the SoSuave, and said, “behold, this thing that he writes, it is good.” And the men at the gates who sat with him, said, “It is not fitting that the SoSuave should have all the wise sayings. Say on, Rollo, and get up, and get thee forth to thine own place, for to post thy pithy sayings and theories.” And Rollo did so, and he called it The Rational Male, where he did write the theories of the Feminine Imperative, and the War Brides, and the Spinning Plates, and the Iron Rules, and told the men to Just Get it. And Rollo’s sons and daughters did so.
And the Rational Male waxed greatly. And Rollo’s brothers Dalrock and Private Man and Vox did see it, and they came to visit in their brother’s bosom, and they did eat and drink together. And Rollo’s brothers did see the work of Rollo’s hand, and said, behold, it is good, for your sons and daughters learn much and go lively about the place.
And so it is to this day that Rollo waxes greatly and proudly at the Rational Male.
DALROCK’S CHAPTER
Dalrock of the Metroplex came for to sit and learn at the feet of his father Roissy, as did his brother Private Man. And so Dalrock did learn much, and studied for to show himself approved, and was able rightly to divide the facts from the bullshit.
And at the feet of his father Roissy, Dalrock did early on show his proficiency and expertise with the abacus, and the slide rule, and the sundial, and the pie chart, and the bar graph. And Dalrock did read much of the scrolls and parchments from the Romans, about the marriage rates, and the divorce rates, and the post marital spinsterhood, and the frivolous divorce. And he did study the “so-called” marriage strike. And he did identify and isolate the Serial Monogamy as a scourge of the young people, and did crusade verily to eradicate it among his tribe.
And Dalrock took Mrs. Dalrock to wife, and he went into her, and knew her, and she bore him daughters.
And he determined that marriage and monogamy are the will of the alpha. And he saw marriage, and he said that when it is good, it is damn good. And he saw that the Game, which he had learned from Roissy his father, was good for the men, and his brothers, and for his friends.
But Dalrock did see his friends, and his coworkers, and his neighbors, suffering because of the divorces. And he looked upon the grieving faces of his friends and neighbors, and he had great compassion and love for them.
Dalrock wept.
And then Dalrock summoned his resolve and said, “It is not good that my friends and neighbors should divorce and suffer so under the yoke of the feminism. It is not good that the men do not know the Game. And it is not good that the women should be acting and speaking with forked tongues to their husbands. I will go to the gates and sit among the menfolk, for to teach them of what I have learned from the scrolls and parchments I have read. I will make for them bar graphs and charts for to lead them to understanding. And in this way perchance their marriages will be saved.”
And Dalrock did as he said. And he did teach in the gates and on the website of all the knowledge that was in the scrolls and the parchments.
And there were many who came to knowledge and understanding of the Game. And the marriages were saved, and the handmaidens did not become whores, and the young men did go off to war and did not go a-whoring.
VOX’S CHAPTER
And it came to pass that Roissy’s son Vox at a very early age came to show great promise as a student and great talent. He studied at the university among the learned men, and then he also learned to play the lyre and harp. And he and his friends did play the lyre and harp for Psykosonik and they did wax greatly. And as his brother Rollo did, Vox did travel to the distant cities and consort with the handmaidens.
And Vox then showed promise as a writer, and he did write the columns for the scrollpapers which were widely syndicated. And Vox did also design games for his brothers and sisters to play; and the games did reach great favor; and caused Vox to wax greatly. And Vox grew in stature and favor with men.
And Vox knew success and fame and wealth in all his endeavors, and he was greatly blessed.
And Vox then moved across the sea to a distant land for to live. And he took Spacebunny to wife. And Vox went in to Spacebunny his wife, and he knew her, and she bore him sons and daughters.
And Vox formed his websites, Vox Popoli and Alpha Game. And the first of these in which Vox taught of the politics and the economics, of the Roman Senate and the denarius. And he taught of the free market and liberty. And Vox waxed eloquently on these and all other things. And he allowed no bullshit or trolls thereat, and promptly said to the trolls and morons to get thee hence from his place.
And at the Alpha Game, he waxed eloquently on all the things he had learned from Roissy his father. And Vox taught them of the Law and the Commandments; and of the shit test, and of the Female Imperative, and of the importance of long hair, and how it is the men who decide what the men do find comely and pleasing in the woman. And Dalrock and Rollo, his brothers, did come to the Alpha Game and they did bless him, and they did eat and drink together.
And to this day, Vox waxes eloquently and greatly at the Vox Popoli and the Alpha Game, for to teach his sons and daughters of the knowledge and understanding of the denarius and the Senate, and the Game.
DANNY’S CHAPTER
So it was that Danny, who was born in the port city called the Nova Orleansis, was from his earliest days a friend and lover of the women. Roissy, his father, early on saw the boy needed scant instruction in the ways of the girl; for Danny had a keen understanding of the Game. And Roissy his father saw the boy and proclaimed him to be good, and Roissy blessed him.
And he sent Danny forth to serve upon the ships and the vessels of the country. And Danny did wax greatly in the service of his nation, and did travel to the distant lands. And he did learn to sail the ships, and to take care of the sick. And he did hone his skills in the Game.
And so it was when he returned home, his Admirals did assign him to live in the Land of Sunshine, and he became a landlubber. And Danny did use the PC and he did read the work of his brothers Private Man and Badger. And Danny had eyes to see and ears to hear, and he did write as well. And he took it on himself to write down the things he had seen and heard, and started his own writings.
But Danny was wroth at the acrimony and anger he had seen. For he, being of upturned countenance and cheery disposition, wanted for a site for enjoyment and levity. And so Danny told the men and the women, the boys and the girls, of his travels and experiences. And those who did listen did learn much.
And to this day, Danny remains in the Land of Sunshine. But he soon will pilgrimage to Nova Orleansis, where he will wax old in years, and then be gathered up to his fathers; and will go his own way.
DETI’S CHAPTER
And so it was that detinennui32, a beta chump, was walking through the blogosphere to a place called Damascus. And as he was walking, he followed a link to roissy.wordpress.com. And as he was there, he saw a bright light of facts and truth, and he saw a vision of Roissy with a martini glass in his hand and a babe on his arm. And Roissy said to detinennui32, “O detinennui32, why do you act like a chump with the woman you took to wife and your daughter and son? I am Roissy, whom you ignored and knew not.”
And detinennui32 fell to his knees, and the light was so bright he was blinded. And he said to Roissy, “tell me what I must do.” And Roissy said, “arise, and go to the Metroplex. There you will meet a man named Dalrock. He is one of my sons, in whom I am well pleased, and he will know what to do for you. He will teach you the things you must know.”
And detinennui32 did so, and he went to the Metroplex. And as Roissy had said, Dalrock was in that place, teaching and preaching in the temple. And Dalrock took detinennui32 in, and taught him, and fed him and gave him clothes. And while he was there with Dalrock, the scales fell from his eyes, and he was suddenly able to see again.
And detinennui32 read, and learned, and waxed greatly in his knowledge and understanding of the Game. And he desired to write and teach; but remained at Dalrock’s home for a time for to receive training and tutelage.
And Roissy said, “set aside for me detinennui32, for the work I have to give to him.” And it was done. And when Dalrock had determined it so, he sent him out from the place for to minister with his brothers Private Man and Badger and Danny. And Roissy said, you are a new creation. From this day forward you shall no longer be known as detinennui32. You shall be known as deti. And you shall travel to the other blogs with my sons. You shall write down and give to them the things which you have seen and which you know. You shall learn from my sons; and you shall help them teach the boys and younger men. Now go, deti, and do that which I have commanded you.
And so deti did that which Roissy and his sons commanded of him.
April 24th, 2013 at 7:00 pm
@Jeremy,
“I want to understand where you’re coming from first, avd. You’re comments are hard for me to decipher.”
There’s nothing to decipher. I do my very best to communicate in plain English, unlike the dipshits who are so deep into “framing” that they’ve lost the ability to hold a conversation with other men. Incidentally, this is a huge reason for the community’s deterioration: boys coming here and trying to run game on men. I would never insult the community with that garbage. For better or worse, you can take me for my word… no pussy framing, ever.
April 24th, 2013 at 7:40 pm
@Rollo, It seems that you’re censoring, though it might just be WP. If, in fact, you are censoring, then I’m terribly disappointed. Best.
April 24th, 2013 at 7:43 pm
Why are there 111 comments, but only 10 of them are showing? Are you censoring, or is it a WP issue?
April 24th, 2013 at 7:52 pm
I got one GeishaKate = Mary Magdalene.
Geisha(Kate) = Prostitute(Mary).
THE BOOK OF KATE
Thus Kate reformed of her alpha cock chasing ways. Tired of being pumped and dumped by her random hook ups after her failed marriage, Roissy came to Kate in a vision through the electronic viewer. Thus saith Roissy to Kate ‘Thou shall learn the ways of the alpha male so thou will not be filled with strange semen of the alpha which will never commit to a woman that haseth small child.’ Kate searched and searched and followed Roissy and his son Rollo. Although to this day, she still searcheth for the manicorn and for some strange reason takes pictures of her feet and posts them on the magic screen.
April 24th, 2013 at 7:55 pm
@avd
Please explain that comment. Who is a dipshit? who is “so deep into framing” that they can’t talk plainly with men? Who here is posting things you don’t like? When I read your comments, it almost sounds like I’m missing part 1 and 2 of a major trilogy.
It’s called page 2.
April 24th, 2013 at 8:56 pm
@FuriousFerret
We would have seen more … if she was sure you weren’t watching …
April 24th, 2013 at 10:09 pm
where is http://krauserpua.com/? surely i say unto you he is a disciple among men….a fisher of women…
April 24th, 2013 at 11:54 pm
Yea, though I walk through a bar filled with hot women, I will fear no rejection, for Game art with me.
April 25th, 2013 at 6:02 am
le sigh
April 25th, 2013 at 9:04 am
Thanks for the commentary Matt.
I admit to ‘losing,’ by golly.
Because ‘winning’ is really the gateway to a larger ‘losing.’
That and it takes so much energy.
It’s just not worth the risk for the reward,and the huge amount of energy could either be saved or spent upon something more rewarding.
I guess that is my major malfunction, I’ve come to see only the risk and now the ‘reward’ looks like the bait to the trap that it really is.
They say part of the hook-up culture is that the two part company immediately after sex so as to avoid the bonding process.
I can save one step there by avoiding the sex altogether.
I also think men want to bond,and do bond more and ore deeply than women.
They use this as a weapon against our dumb asses.
They can pretend the sex is either as innocuous as a handshake,or life shattering as they interpret it,as suits them at the moment.
Truly manipulative predators of a certain low cunning.
Talking philosophy with them is like talking with a toad.
Because they are not hard wired for honesty but solipsism.
Because they have no concept of accountability,honor,or loyalty.
I value my bodily appendages more than that.
Fair play or no play at all.
This is why the game bothers me,the rules are tilted yet men who should know better play merely because of the drug-like pleasure high,whilst killing the bonding/moral centers of their spirit,by way of necessity.
I would ask for a certain expanding upon the idea of “metanoia.”
Too lazy to look it up,and it may mean something more in this context.
Do inform.
“He comes with healing in his wings.”
April 25th, 2013 at 9:10 am
That is to say:
I would not frame it
(my circumstance)
As a beta refusing to alpha up,but as a man weary of playing the losing game,who has clean decided to not serve anyone except himself,a misanthropic curmudgeon.
Because that is the base nature of what’s left after the ‘weaker sex’ drains the life energy out of a man.
I can keep a bit of myself,hidden from prying hands,my soul intact,yours?
April 25th, 2013 at 9:15 am
Point of vitriol:
It’s not enough to make us complicit in our slavery to the FI,but we’re REQUIRED to be “”cocky-funny”” about it.
Laugh,monkey,laugh,whilst we gather the clubs,knives and spoons to eat your brain while your still alive.
Haha!
Good times.
April 25th, 2013 at 9:36 am
The measure of a man is not in how much gash he gets.
Real virtue is defined otherwise.
But…let’s play along..
Just how long of a time period lacking gash is it before a guy is the stinking loser?
One month,one day,one hour?
By defining yourself by the (stops and laughs/chokes)
measure of a women,you give them authority over you.
That is why game serves the FI,making better servants by self-impetus.
Still, a no-sell in my book.
My life on my terms.
That is what this stinking loser says.
My gosh I do so enjoy being left the heck alone from the *demanding*sex.
No complying with the demands,cupcake.
Weep a river.
April 25th, 2013 at 12:23 pm
I swear, these MGTOW omegas, sometimes it’s like talking to men who have no dicks.
April 25th, 2013 at 2:01 pm
@freebird
Well, of course, that alarm bell should be ringing at about the 5 second elapsed mark. The good news, as the late Reverend Negative Beltnoch said, is that this means you’re in the same boat as alphas 99% of the time.
You want to make the point that people shouldn’t define themselves by others, which cannot be assailed. Where you fail is in extrapolating this to mean that compromise, even between the sexes, is a worthless exercise. It takes no courage at all to find a cave and hide there. The only respect available in the universe is in the judgement of those who live. Now, disliking people in general is nothing I would be ashamed of myself. Humans are smelly, noisy, and stupid. Counter-intuitively, this is all the more reason why it is actually good for the individual to patiently try to make something worthwhile happen among the humans he knows with the time that’s given to him.
April 25th, 2013 at 7:12 pm
Oh and Mark Minter is John The Baptist – Screaming from the wilderness
‘Repent from thy monogamy and never be married”
April 25th, 2013 at 9:03 pm
Roosh was blogging before Roissy and had a blog called DC Bachelor. Roissy was a commenter there before creating his own blog. Calling Roosh a “son” of Roissy is very insulting given how much longer Roosh has been doing it.
April 25th, 2013 at 9:40 pm
freebird wrote:
I noticed immediately upon encountering this community that they were attempting to address a spiritual condition through material solutions. Every civilization understands the folly of that practice — from Plato to Nietzsche, Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism — this is old news.
The basics of game are fairly elementary. The PUAs rehash it perpetually because they are stuck in a spin cycle. The revelation of game should be the hook to a greater renaissance of manliness, but the true believers just don’t get it and are omega-suspicious of interlopers (the hidden tell of the former chump, who can’t quite forsake all his previous ways).
Rollo, Roosh V, Dalrock, and Krauserpua have seen the limits of pick-up routines and are trying to apply the lessons learned about manliness to greater pursuits (philosophical concilience, Return of Kings, marriage culture, and life improvement, respectively). You can tell that even Roissy has settled down — I have a hunch he moved away from DC and is in a serious long-term relationship. He’s too smart to keep on remain on that treadmill too long. Now he’s trying to apply his street wisdom to politics, with mixed results.
Nah. Don’t take the locker-room talk at face value. It’s in a man’s nature to boast, even when there is little to boast about. Add to it the equalizing factor of the pseudonymnet and everybody is going to make wild alpha claims for street cred. They worship these idols because they have none better. But there is real virtue there, if misplaced.
Because nobody on any site has even heard of, much less discussed, the seminal cultural work of the early millennium — Manliness by Harvey Mansfield — I knew from the start that the quality and the depth of discussion here would necessarily be limited. These guys are attempting through trial-and-error to discover wisdom via Socratic method, but without being Socrates. They have no interpretation key to the enormous storehouse of knowledge of the past, so they are consigned to spinning in intellectual circles or getting caught in ruts. And so they fall for charlatans like Robert Greene and The 48 Laws of Power, or worse, the new-age jibber jabber of YouTube basement-mystics. They intuit that they must pursue higher climes but even the most cognizant among them don’t consciously realize what they are doing.
Forget about this generation. They are largely letting off steam. They are not “making straight the paths” for the young men coming up because they think they can get a second crack at being young again, only this time not as duped by feminism. They have stumbled across a very important truth — perhaps the key cultural truth of this century — but they have no idea how to apply it to anything other than pussy (and, to a much smaller degree, marriage). When you do challenge them to aim higher than the groin, their insecurity can only interpret it as omega infiltration, which they are terrified of returning to, so much that they must overreact whenever they encounter it. So, people like Rollo have to try to make the transition covertly, without tripping his audience’s bad-old-days triggers. Noble work, if drudge work.
You shouldn’t look up metanoia because you will only find it misinterpreted as “repentance,” unless you dig deep. Meta from the Greek means “beyond” and nous means “mind.” It was the first word spoken by Christ during his ministry, so it has heavy theological overtones.
But the idea is older than the Christian application. It means to make a complete change, top to bottom, behavior, attitude, physicality; orienting oneself radically toward something new. Metanoia is the promise of the game community, to turn omegas and betas into alphas, zeroes into heroes, but it is only a partial transfiguration since its chief purveyors have found the courage to apply it only narrowly. The result is alpha mimicry, rather than a genuine overhaul.
Matt
April 25th, 2013 at 9:43 pm
Joseph wrote:
Hear, hear. They’re starting to over-egg the pudding now. An analogy can only be stretched so far before it loses tensile strength and begins drooping. It’s gone from cutesy word-play to a faintly dorky hero-worship, which is the last thing needed on a site trying to teach men how to be men.
April 25th, 2013 at 9:49 pm
Marellus asked:
Is this a trick question? You battle them directly until they understand the futility of the cause, despite a century of propaganda telling them “You go, grrrl!” and telling us to be indirect and passive and easygoing.
We win, they surrender. Everybody’s happy. Win-win.
That’s why the renaissance of men began in the bedroom, where we are least able to hide our true natures, and on pick-up blogs, where men could apply the secret knowledge to the greatest, most immediate, personal advantage.
Matt
April 25th, 2013 at 10:27 pm
Joseph…maybe its like Roosh/JtB and Roissy/JC where even Jesus had to be baptized by John and John turned in his mom’s womb when Mary came to visit her while still pregnant with JC.
But alas, to be talking that way is to take this metaphor way too far methinks. Good laugh, good enough.
Jeremy, re:
“…unlike the dipshits who are so deep into “framing” that they’ve lost the ability to hold a conversation with other men.”
…I can’t speak for the fellow who wrote that but I think I see this everywhere. Framing is the new public speaking and debate. Don’t have an answer? Facing an inconvenient fact or argument? No need to appeal to deduction, induction, reason, research, admission of finite knowledge or so much as conceding the occasional point if only to rhetorically demonstrate one’s intellectual honesty (and likely superiority) … no, in 2013 we hold, or shift the frame. Whoever holds longest and looks best doing it, wins. Framing is way past the manosphere.
Rollo, where can I send you a private note?
April 25th, 2013 at 10:28 pm
Hello Rollo,
If you have a spare moment tomorrow (Friday), I would like to ask you to drop by my site briefly. I am posting a counter point guest essay by Jesse Powell, a secular traditionalist who advocates chivalry as men’s unconditional obligation toward all women. If I recall correctly, you have written several essays on chivalry, so I thought you might have something interesting to add to the discussion.
April 26th, 2013 at 12:24 am
@Case
You’re speaking of this:
But I still don’t understand who here was doing this. I’ve not seen much re-framing in this particular post’s comments.
April 26th, 2013 at 5:41 am
@SSM, it’s a date.
April 26th, 2013 at 6:50 am
@Furious Ferret:
” Although to this day, she still searcheth for the manicorn and for some strange reason takes pictures of her feet and posts them on the magic screen.”
Well, if she is Mary Magdalene, so that they can be oiled by an alpha?
April 26th, 2013 at 9:11 am
I do not appreciate being libelled in such a crass way.
April 26th, 2013 at 10:39 am
Mary Magdalene was not a “prostitute.” Ferret is usually a more perceptive commenter. Bad attempt at an analogy, as this entire thread has become.
April 26th, 2013 at 1:04 pm
Priceless!
April 26th, 2013 at 1:23 pm
Matt,
Keep it up.
April 26th, 2013 at 4:01 pm
“I do not appreciate being libelled in such a crass way.”
You choose the handle Geisha not me.
April 26th, 2013 at 4:35 pm
Something you have ignorantly misconstrued from the beginning. Notice how I don’t even use that name anymore? Yet you persist in bringing it up. I’m not surprised you consider M.M. a prostitute. You cannot conceive of an unmarried woman who is worthy of honor. Would you have written what you did about any of the married female contributors of this blog? No. Someone else’s misfortune makes you think you have license to trod on them. You don’t.
April 26th, 2013 at 4:59 pm
“You cannot conceive of an unmarried woman who is worthy of honor”
That’s not true at all. In fact most married women I know are horrible shrews that actively rule their husbands. Married women are terrible on average. They get a kid and then make their husband a work mule.
It was supposed to a joke anyway.
Mistakes were made here at the Rational Male by people who either did it deliberately or inadvertently.
April 26th, 2013 at 5:03 pm
I know it was supposed to be a joke; it crossed the line. That’s all I have to say. I consider the topic dropped and we can move on in peace.
April 27th, 2013 at 2:33 pm
… So he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness: and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured hamster, full of so cute names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten widdle horns.
And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet lycra, and decked with fake gold and rhinestones and pearls, having a shotglass in her hand full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication:
And upon her forehead was a name written, MZ.TERI, BABYLON THE TOTALLY GREAT, THE MOTHER OF SINGLE MOTHERS AND OMEGAS OF THE EARTH.
…
And the Spirit says, LLZOLZZOLZ. And let him that heareth say, LZOLZZOLZOL. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of Game freely.
April 27th, 2013 at 3:49 pm
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April 29th, 2013 at 10:59 am
@Jeremy … nailed it.
And, BTW … I loved that movie. Just seeing Aaron Eckhart’s face in the still for the link gives me a smile.
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August 14th, 2013 at 5:25 pm
“But came then the prophets, and they were named Ross Jeffries, David DeAngelo, Mystery, and Neil Strauss. And they foretold of a saviour. They told of the way to the woman’s heart and mind. And they did many signs and wonders with women in the taverns and the bar bathrooms and the meeting places and the bedrooms of the land.”
Except they…. didn’t.
David DeAngelo married his second bed-mistress (and have you seen her pics?)
Mystery admitted himself into the psych ward numerous times between suicide attempts and is now a doting baby daddy.
Neil Strauss? Admitted very few lays himself and the “hottest” woman he got did not fall for “game” so he said it doesn’t really work in the long run.
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Ahem,…”pastor” Rollo, thank you.
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