Thursday, March 13, 2014
What women want
This advertisement is a useful summary for young men finding it difficult to understand what it is that women find attractive. Notice that love, represented by the slot machine coming up hearts, is last on the list, after money, cars, shoes, male attention, and fame. And more importantly, notice how the ideal man isn't merely handsome and well-dressed, but smirking, arrogant, and expecting compliance. He is anything but sincere and supplicating.
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Notice also: Love is considered a matter of luck. It's last on the list because it's the theoretical end goal - it's obviously presented that way - but isn't the end after all. Even after landing Mr. Smirk, her proof of ownership gets an upgrade the same way the shoes appeared.
The lesson I wish I had learned thirty five years ago and had to learn the hard way.
A Jaguar XKE. She damn well better like it or she's walking.
They forgot: lunch with the girls, regular mani-pedi, monthly visits to the spa, fine dining, and a stud or two on the side.
The stud or two would be the horde of men summoned and (individually) banished with a snap.
Makes me want to mgtow. I know it's true but I can't find it anything but revolting. Which makes me think it isn't totally true. It's incomplete since its like a porno which seems great as a fantasy but leaves out some pretty important details.
"... but leaves out some pretty important details."
Like the size of the guy's cock?
A teacher asks the kids in her 3rd grade class:
"What do you want to be when you grow up?" Little Johnny says: "I wanna hit the Powerball and be a billionaire, go to the most expensive clubs, find me the finest whore on the planet, give her a Ferrari worth over a million bucks, an apartment in Copacabana, a mansion in Paris, a jet to travel throughout Europe, and an Infinite Visa Card, and
bang her three times a day in the most exotic places on earth". The teacher, shocked, and not knowing what to do with this horrible response from little Johnny, decides not to acknowledge what he said and simply tries to continue with the lesson "And how about you, Sarah?" "I wanna be Johnny's whore"
Little Johnny jokes!!
Weouro,
This is how women are. Deep down inside their little lizard brains, this is what it all boils down to. Can you imagine such a creature wanting be as gods, knowing good and evil?
That's not the truth. Women aren't essentially evil. They have human nature which is a corrupted good, not a fundamental evil, and they have free will. Maybe that video is what one would be in hell with everything good stripped away, but we're not in hell, so it's basically a lie.
Vox,
You've noted that women are naturally attracted to exotic foreigners and interesting losers. Turns out that World War II German POWs were an ideal combination of the two. Here is an excerpt from THE WAR, by Geoffrey C. Ward and Ken Burns. The plaintive delta male coda makes for exceptionally painful reading.
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WHY WOULD WE WANT TO ESCAPE?
On June 5, 1944, the day before the Allied invasion of France began, the 4-H Club Building on the fairgrounds at Fairmont, Minnesota, some eighty miles east of Luverne, had begun to be put to a brand new use. It had become a camp for some 135 German prisoners of war who were to be employed at the Fairmont cannery at eighty cents a day, part of a national program to provide substitutes for workers in essential industries. Like most of the 400,000 other German POWs in stateside camps, they were fed and housed well and had the opportunity to learn English.
The prisoners at Fairmont looked and acted like many of the young Minnesotans who had gone off to war. Two girls were soon caught inside the fence. They were ushered out of the camp under armed guard: "It just isn't policy," the commanding officer said, "for anything in skirts - or slacks - to come waggling feminine figures around [prisoners]." But local women did not stay away and prisoners were soon slipping out to see them so regularly that they learned to park outside and honk twice to let them know they were available.
One prisoner was asked if he didn't want to escape.
"Escape?" he answered. "Why would we want to escape?"
A Minnesota soldier, fighting in France, came across a Fairmont newspaper that told of the interest women were showing in the German prisoners back home and wrote to complain.
"I gave up EVERYTHING that makes life worthwhile to do my part to stop these Germans from destroying worthwhile things and look at the sympathy being shown those barbarians back there. If only those who are carrying on flirtations and making personal contact with those prisoners would stop long enough to visualize the hardships we are encountering in subduing these barbarians, they might at least understand why such things irk the soldiers who are guarding them from their fox-holes....The prisoners you are slipping food to and also flirting with, took the food and lives of helpless and innocent families who love the same kind of life and freedom...you and I do."
Maybe the girls recognised a better class of male.
Pure Red Pill gold, Robin. And by that I mean it's as depressing as it is honest. Thanks to you and Vox for sharing nonetheless.
In those women's defense (in the loosest sense of the word), I can see them saying "Our men go off to war, that's what they do and their father and grandfathers before them did. Why should I owe them any gratitude or loyalty for just following the natural order, or reflect on their role in providing this safe comfortable life that I can't truly appreciate because it's all I've known under them?" Much like the way I viewed my own father slaving for a living when I was an immature teenager and sometimes resenting his authority. Far too many American women are just like ungrateful children...now if they'd been through the Blitz or some other true hardship of war things might have been different.
On the Roosh website someone asked how women can be domesticated: "How could women be effectively domesticated? How was it ever done?"
I replied: by violence. And I stand by that reply.
Learn to love the fist.
I don't think love's last position here means "least important". Like Peregrine John, I think this ad is projecting love as the "final goal". They want to achieve individual success, and then find love (and perhaps settle down).
Now, should women focus on individual success, or find a good mate? That's a whole separate discussion.
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