The Rational Male

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The people accusing the Red Pill of being an echo chamber never seem to want to have a conversation about it. All of their appearances are recorded and produced. These cowards never want to come on a livestream because they know we’ll destroy their narratives. Hell, even the live chat would run them to ground.

There’s a perception today that men are inherently angry, frustrated, and anxious. As such, we’re also meant to presume these ‘angry men’ have a potential for violence or, at best, angry self-loathing. The idea is that “the guys in Manosphere are embittered, deeply hurt men who’ve taken the truths that the Red Pill has presented to them and converted them to genuine misogyny”.

“I never see any of Those Red Pill Guys® in healthy loving relationships or marriages. Those guys never talk about how to have a good relationship.” If you’ve ever wondered why I’m not asked on A-List Podcasts, it can be summed up in this mantra. Nothing gives away the ignorance of an Anti-Manosphere grifter like not knowing that the author of “The Rational Male” has been in a healthy, loving marriage since 1996. On Monday, July 20th, I’ll have been happily married for 30 years.

While Rian Stone usually does yeoman’s work as a Red Pill / Manosphere archivist, his latest essay about the predictive powers of the Red Pill left out one key resource that I’d spent the better part of 7 minutes reading in the hope that he’d remembered it. Fear not, loyal Red Pillian, there are many Remembrancers employed by the High Lords of Red Pill, and where one’s recall fails, there is another whose encyclopedic knowledge rivals that of the Crimson King.

Conventional wisdom is wrong about porn. It doesn’t raise men’s ‘unrealistic’ standards in real-life women by visually and orgasmically acclimating them to hotter women. On the contrary, it lowers men’s standards by supplying an outlet for unlimited access to hot virtual women into which men spill their vitality and leaves them listless and unmotivated to spend any energy acquiring a real woman. That last part is easy to understand, but what prompts it is where women will lose their minds.

I joined my band, Trial of Ascension, in the fall of 2019, and we made some epic music until I relocated to Vegas in 2024. ToA taught me what being a ‘modern’ musician was all about. Granted, we were a Prog Metal band, so technical ‘perfection’ is part of the genre, but it was my first experience in playing with musicians who were better than I was. Technically. I auditioned for the rhythm guitar spot in ToA in October of 2019. Mind you, I was 51 at the time.

I had no intention of doing a Father’s Day post. I’m not sure if most guys really understand the irony of celebrating motherhood and fatherhood, but it serves as a reminder of the fem-centric society we live in. Mom is celebrated, loved, and respected by default by virtue of her femaleness. Dad, if not outright vilified and publicly excoriated, is always reminded that he should be doing better to live up to the servitude that defines fatherhood. The game is fixed, but do more, Daddy; do more.

I do blow hours on my PS5, but even if modern games weren’t so amazing and there was no PS5, I’d find something else. This is exactly what TradFems and Man Up ConFluencers refuse to understand because it completely ruins their feminine-centric rationales. That constant drone about how video games or porn is to blame for paralyzing men’s maturation – a maturation that’s always measured by how well it serves the Feminine Imperative.