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Products with ‘Made in Japan’ will become Collector’s Items!

December 1, 2013

Watch the video.. it’s both funny and painful.

Men have always worked to attain wealth and power in order to out compete against other males in order to be viewed upon favorably by women for the purposes of sexual access. Men get and education, work, prosper and become strong and independent to attract women for sex, create society and start families.

But what happens when women get education, prosper and become independent (taking on masculine traits) thus becoming the men of society. What do they do with their equal opportunity?

They eschew relationships or creating families early on, and have too much fun shopping for fucking shit.

And how do they view most actual men while at the height of their sexual and economic power?

With disgust, derision and apathy. They don’t have time to entertain the idea of relationships. They see no need. It’s all too bothersome and annoying and interferes with the day to day operation of their awesome fabulous lives of earning money to spend on trivial shit. It is here you see female disdain towards sex. Without external factors pressing their individual survival requiring them to hook up early to a man, they could care less about men’s need or desire for sex. This is like the OKCupid study on steroids. A true feminist utopia in every sense of the word. Free from being required to engage in a reciprocal trade of resources or having to have icky sex with Joe Average.

Of course, as Sunshine Mary found out, feminist utopia comes with a laundry list of emergency hotlines for the severely depressed and the emotionally crippled.

It creates women like the emotionally broken one that wished death upon the happy couples she sees on the street for the crime of being in a happy relationship.. one she can never experience.

BECAUSE SHE’S FUCKING BROKEN!

Men have always desired wealth and power for the purpose of successfully mating and propagating our species. It is especially telling in Japan. Japanese men in were once renowned as robotic humans who worked preposterous hours.. just so that the family he created would prosper and thrive. Now when women are given the same option of working hard like men to earn money and become ‘salary (wo)men’.. do they behave in the same manner as those men of generations past?

No, they couldn’t be bothered. It’s all about them, and they’ll let Japan die before they give up having their fun.

And what of the men who were left behind, pushed out of the job options by the influx of women, and completely lost to any mating prospects, or simply stopped caring about working brutal hours. What of them?

When females enter the male frame and dominate it, men become weak and forced into a female frame. Once they enter that frame, they cannot instill desire or attraction of any kind. (Look at any modern day male feminist who isn’t a conniving sociopath like Hugo) They become effeminate. They realize the long uphill struggle that is required to attain sex, and seeing the folly in trying, they remain in their female frame and enjoy the simpler pursuits of life. And the men have come to realize (and accept) that they know their women would rather die than have sex with them.. so there is no motivation on this earth that would make them want to slog 80 hours a week trying to be a career salary man. There is ZERO FUCKING REWARD.

In such a society where relationships are abandoned because of too much tinkering with natural gender roles, too much freedom wrought by high tech society, and the act of sex so removed from the confines of a loving intimate act.. instead turned into a commodity to be sold under every kind of fetish and niche to be served.. and you end up with Japan. A culture ready to die.

Yes, a majority of the Japanese men are now effeminate spineless beta herbs that have the sexual appeal of a toad stool but hey, if you’re gonna blame them for being that way, you gotta blame the root cause. Women demanding to step into the masculine frame and forcibly pushing men into the feminine frame. Something had to give.. and something broke.

Where men profess love to digital girls on their Nintendo. And women who pay for orbiters to listen to their prattle…

Who pay men exorbitant amount of money in excess of what high class escorts charge here in North America, and pay eagerly and willingly to ‘alpha’ male ‘hosts’ simply to hear them bitch about their shitty days working for a fucking paycheck. No sex. No love. Just listening to ‘their feelings’.

Take note beta-orbiters.. YOUR TIME IS VALUABLE AND WORTH MONEY! Are you in the friend-zone?

Next time the bitch wants your shoulder to cry on.. pull out one of these with a straight face…

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Oh wait..

fuck..

get with the times dude..

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Japan is dying because women.. in all their freedom, became selfish. They got all the rights and equality of men.. but whereas men always used it to further civilization and enhance and grow their societies, women are just happy to absorb everything, live in the moment selfishly and move on to the next area.

Like a virus.

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Goodbye Japan.. it’s ok.. i’ve already gotten used to seeing ‘Made in China’ and ‘Made in Taiwan’ on my products.

I won’t miss you when you’re gone.

Your move North America.. your move.

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There are NiceGirls™ all around us

February 7, 2013
making-sandwiches

You’re too Nice dear.

Ever see the girl who loves cooking breakfast for a douchebag?

Ever know a girl who really likes getting her boyfriend a beer?

Ever witnessed a girl make a sammich for her lover?

Ever heard about a woman who picks up after, cleans and does the laundry of her special guy?

Ever read dating and advice columns about women asking what more they can do to get their significant other to un-equivocally commit to them?

Ever had to listen to some vapid chick cry about how hard she tries to please her man sexually, giving him every request he wants without getting her needs fulfilled, faking her orgasms or just getting the wham bam jackhammer thank you m’aam treatment.. and then  asking why he’s still so distant?

Ever hear a woman weep after being berated, humiliated, shoved, abused by her man.. and defend her man saying he’s really not like that, he’s a good person, just give him time?

Ever hear all of this from a woman who simply felt an expectation that doing these things were part of building a relationship towards the goal of commitment?

Ever hear a woman call a man a commitment-phoebe?

Ever hear all of these women pour forth a river of tears , shrieking in agony and cursing to the heavens about how they did everything to keep the relationship going, how awful these horrible men were for not pouring in the same amount of effort, how he’s a creep, a loser, immature, peter pan, man boy  child, not ready for a serious relationship and how he wouldn’t man up to take the relationship to the “next level“?

The vitriol that bursts forth from their lips when cold, harsh  reality sinks in as her mind awakens to the fact that all her efforts were for naught, all the while receiving cold comfort and validation from a security blanket of female friends, a gaggle of hens who curse the stupid awful mean man who simply refused to appreciate her epic awesomeness to perform his duty to the imperative and commit to her.

We see it all the time but never call it out for what it is because we live in a world that gives primacy and validation for the female preferred method of both promiscuity and attaining commitment.

It’s the rules of GirlWorld™.

THE NICE PARADOX. TO BE NICE IS TO CEDE POWER.

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But that was HER song…

January 24, 2013

Quick story from my past. The year is 2001. I’m in two concurrent friendzones, the two that would define my adolescence. Let’s call the first one J and the second one S. Well, in 2001 S was in a relationship, but J had just suddenly become single.

Being the beta that i was, and stupidly trying to win her heart by showing love, caring, support, emotional availability, time, etc instead of commiting myself to working on myself and making her want to ‘earn’ my love and qualify to me.. well you can see how this song sort of became my anthem for the first half of the new decade. It helped delude me even further that it was MY job as a man to prove my love to her through actions. I embraced this song.

I introduced J to this song, and the album (as i had become familiar with Napster at the time) and began to download tons of songs for her because that’s what NiceGuys like me did. This song became associated with her and I. Everyone with half a functioning brain cell could see the pain and frustration of my situation oozing out of me.

Even her.

Eventually, years later, on the eve of my engagement to S (whom i eventually broke the friend zone successfully with) J would admit she knew. Not enumerated, just her saying that she was sorry for what she did to me, thus acknowledging she knew she was pulling my heart strings six ways from Sunday.

Since i was getting engaged to my beloved, there was no anger upon hearing that admission. More closure than anything else.

Fast forward a few months and me and S are now purchasing dancing lessons for ‘the big day’ since i couldn’t dance to save my life. Our dance instructor was teaching us the four basic dance types and tempos to each. She said we would have to settle on 2 quickly and choose up to 4 songs to practice with until we finally knew which we would go with. So we had to start brainstorming.

First we thought about the group that unintentionally became a symbol of the trauma we were both enduring just before getting together. Three Days Grace and their album OneX and specifically the song Over and Over, symbolizing how often we spun in circles before we finally found each other as soul-mates (feel free to puke, remember, i was still total blue pill despite having Alpha’s up in other areas)

But none of those songs felt like something that should be played at a wedding celebration. So i figured why not use a song whose lyrics symbolize everything i’m feeling about her right now. I generously offer up the song “Hanging by a Moment” by Lifehouse thinking i just hit the jackpot. To be sure, i was caught a bit off guard by the reaction.

OH FUCKING HELL NO!

I iz perplexed…

But why honey?

That was J’s song. I remember you were playing that constantly around her. I remember how you always talked to me about her (imagine.. me asking another woman for advise.. and getting nowhere might i add). That was your song for her when you loved her. No way that song is going to be used for a celebration of ***OUR*** love!

We eventually settled on Nickleback.. and that may have been what actually doomed us, but i digress.

I want you to understand this very clearly. That song about true pure love… was no longer special enough to my wife because i had shared it with and connected it to my feelings for another woman.

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Can anyone tell me the true relevance of this story and why i brought it up?  Scroll way down for my answer..

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Would you want to continue to work for ZoneBuddy Incorporated?

January 15, 2013

[This has been in my drafts since i first started this blog after i walked away from my broken friendzone and attempted FWB tried to shove me back in the box. I'm clearing out my drafts. Flows in with the current NiceGuys theme. Just another part of my GrowingUpBeta series.]

This is directed towards the females. (Pass this ethical thought exercise on to any women you know as well)

20 yrs ago

You see an ad for a job position at ZoneBuddy Inc. that you really like. YOU apply for a job. You go to the interview, meet the employer and at the end of the day he tells you that you are not good enough for the VP role, but you can have the desk job in customer service.

You take it because you really like the CEO, you would love to be part of this company and make it succeed, you’re fresh out of school and haven’t been able to find any jobs offers, no employers have been showing interest, and you have no job at the moment because you have no skill set or real practical job experience. So for the next 2 decades you work hard during those years, trying to prove your worth. You work longer hours, make sacrifices, increase your workload, pull double duty, learn, grow and educate yourself on every aspect of your job and what makes it tick, how to perform it efficiently and expertly, knowing all the ins and outs, hoping your employer will take you for the VP position once you demonstrate marked proficiency with the role.

And over the course of time, your pay does not increase. You are still making minimum wage. The employer is happy! You are being super productive, and getting a lot of things done. Your employer tells you that you are appreciated and such an awesome worker, and laments that he would like to find someone just like you for the higher paying VP role and that he just can’t find anyone to take that position. You stand there perplexed at the statement.

Over the course of those years, you see your employer throwing large sacks of cash at the homeless woman across the street from your office. You ask your boss whether he was drunk or feeling overly charitable to be throwing away such large amounts of money on the homeless bag lady. Maybe she had done something really special for the company? Saved him from getting run over by a bus or something? He laughs and say ‘No, i just did it for fun, she doesn’t really mean anything to the company.’

You go back to your cubicle and look at your measly pay stub.

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Confessions of a Reformed InCel

November 17, 2012

[EDIT: with so much new traffic, i thought i'd give the Sphere some advertising. www.manosphere.com ]

 

[EDIT 2: For anyone new coming here from The Daily Dot, Reddit, Ask Men or anywhere else. Once you are finished reading this piece (due to the interest since the Elliot Rogers murders) and you get all your feathers ruffled about the 'feelings' section, please head over HERE for understanding the proper context lest you get your panties in a bunch. If you assume the language was written as intent rather than contextualizing what would be required to have women stripped of their natural biological advantage of being noticed solely for the fact they are female - then i can't help you or you comprehension skills. peace the fuck out]

 

November 17, 2012. enough is enough. i warned y’all it might get depressing. here goes. don’t worry, it ends well. i think.

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In honor of my 10,000th view.. i’m going to publish what i consider the hardest post i’ve ever written. But it needs to be written, for i may be an extreme, i know i’m not alone. This isn’t written for the PUA or the Alpha or the Pussy Slayer™. This is written for you, the one without hope..  to know there is hope and you can get better.

Thanks for the hits guys! Snapshot taken 07/09/12 at 2:33 pm after 3 weeks on the interwebz.

[actually no.. i've crossed 50k. that's how long i've been holding onto this draft, terrified of letting it go. but i saw a comment today that finally let me pull the trigger.]

It is so Very hard to hit that PUBLISH button.

Writing this post is a source of *shame* for me. It’s been sitting in my drafts for about 2 weeks [edit: 5+ months actually]

But at this point in my life having endured what i have, it does not trouble me putting it out in the sphere. I am sure i am not alone in this and that this post will actually help someone out there. Some of you may relate. Women hopefully may finally understand where my anger and cynicism stems from.

So i’ve decided to unleash it. [about time?]

Firstly, before you continue, please go read THIS POST. [Edit Apr.30,2014: Due to the explosion of traffic from AskMen, I have noticed this post is no longer available, so i will instead invite you to go read THIS POST instead ] No offense to the author, my past wasn’t her fault.. but it struck the usual nerve with me. You need to read posts like this to let the feeling of inequality fill you up.

Welcome back..

When i read it or stories like it, these are the THINGS I FEEL (and yes, i know ‘feelings’ are the domain of a woman)

  • When i hear a woman tell me that she’s gone through a dry spell and not had sex in over X weeks/ months.. i feel like putting my fist through her face.
  • When i hear a woman tell me that she feels ugly or unloved or unwanted because her partner hasn’t touched her in over 6 months, i feel like laughing loudly 3 inches from her face.
  • When i hear a woman tell me that she just picked up a random guy for a night of fun because she was lonely, i feel like i’m glad i don’t own a gun.
  • When i hear a woman tell me that i shouldn’t feel bad about having gone without for so long, after all it’s only just sex, i feel like disfiguring her face with a scalpel.

Nature’s cruel joke and cosmic irony in one. I as a man, biologically driven365 days a year to ejaculate and produce sperm as often as possible, and having the drive and desire to want it every waning moment, who is villified for this natural urge and made to feel ashamed of my sexuality, control it and subdue it to conform to the feminine imperative… have to listen to women, who in their solipsism cannot fathom the ordeal of what i’m about to write about, women who biologically ovulate and desire sex rather infrequently compared to men, talk about, no celebrate their sexuality, their urges and desires.. and lament their short dry spells as if the world were coming to an end. They can never understand what a power differential there is in these urges.

Women can say they love sex just as much as men. I would call BS. Until there is a glut of male prostitutes, male escorts, male rub n tugs for female patrons, a demand for male sex workers and strippers i’ll say nay. Unless they’re all having alpha sex on the side perhaps? Or will touching themselves to 50 shades suffice? At least mommy porn is culturally acceptable. Women DO NOT need sex like men do.. otherwise the sphere would not exist.

Anyways.. back to my pitiful former life.

I have no pictures of myself from a time period stretching from high school to my late 20’s, save for some randoms others might have taken of me. I have no memories or recollections of my time in high school. I have no stories of parties, girlfriends or wild flings. It’s a time period i wiped from my mind, much like PTSD. The only way i can recall it is if i sit down and think really hard about it. I rarely do because i don’t like feeling like shit for the hell of it.

I was that beta/omega/zeta. I let myself get LJBF‘ed on multiple occasions being that ‘nice guy’ that male hating cunt Amanda Marcotte despises. I  played by the rules as handed down to me by the feminine authorities on what women would look for and appreciate in a man. I was asked to believe what they said, not what they did. ‘Just be yourself‘ (your nice beta supplicating self) was the golden code.

So here it is… my Incel Hell.

This is where you will stay for the next 12 years. Enjoy your stay.

<deep breath>

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What i’ve been buying and doing as of late..

September 2, 2012

Lets see, since June..

  1. Bought new computer in July after my old computer melted
  2. Bought a new HTC One X android phone and new cell plan with 6 gigs of data
  3. Got a 2 year upgrade on my vehicle registration
  4. Had time to read game, start watching MindOS
  5. Drink lots of beer (Molson 67 eh) and relax
  6. Paid off over $1,000 of my braces treatment
  7. Picked up Transformers: Fall of Cybertron (my current addiction)
  8. Picked up Forza 4 and NFS:Shift 2 (with Xbox wheel and 5.1 surround, and the Top Gear track with Jeremy Clarkson voiceover.. EPIC)
  9. Picked up Crysis 2 (FPS fix)
  10. Bought Puss in Boots 3D and Cars 2 3D (on my 55″ LED LG 3D tv)
  11. Bought WD TV Live media streamer for viewing my.. uhh… ‘rentals’ from someplace called The Pirate Bay hehe
  12. Got some new jeans and tank tops
  13. Got started on ProActiv again to clear up my complexion to make me even more sexy
  14. Putting tiny amounts of fuel in my completely paid off 2012 Ford Focus Titanium
  15. Opened up a Costco Premium membership
  16. Purchased more Whey protein and vitamin supplements for my weight training
  17. Not being rushed in my workouts to accommodate someones plans
  18. Extra weight plates and dumbbells
  19. Went out to see Prometheus and Batman Dark Knight Rises in theaters
  20. Hanging out with only people i care to hang with due to their quality
  21. Hit a few parties, socialize for the sake of social interactions, not outcomes
  22. Go on late night bike rides throughout the city with no curfew

What i *haven’t* been buying or doing as of late:

  1. Stupid outings for ‘Sushi‘, the entitled princess meal
  2. Wondering where i’m going to find money to cover the credit card bills
  3. Buying panties/lingerie that would be worn in anger is if it were a chore to wear
  4. Trying to find room to store things in my own home
  5. Being told to renovate or fix things around the place that were fine
  6. Paying off anyone else’s student debt
  7. Being asked to take the dog out in the middle of the night
  8. Watching the gas bill rise for stupid inefficiently planned trips being done in the ‘family’ SUV
  9. Wondering why we need to buy a 5th bedspread from IKEA (because it’s purple!)
  10. Being asked to repaint perfectly fine walls
  11. Being asked if something looked good on/made them look fat
  12. Arguing about the need to buy new cookware with money that doesn’t exist (because the Lagostino set is in shiny red!)
  13. Wondering why we have no closet space when my stuff only takes 1/5th of the space
  14. Staring at an obscene pile of shoes
  15. Having to listen to complete drivel or pretend to care about inane bullshit
  16. Being required to entertain out of obligation
  17. Stressing out over ‘is this a shit test’?
  18. Chewing off my finger nails or losing any more hair
  19. Worrying about what anyone’s given opinion of me is at any point in time
  20. Being anyone’s doormat or emotional tampon
  21. Putting anyone’s needs before my own

My brother would have turned 40 seven days ago. I think he would be happy with where i’ve come since he departed.

I turn 36 in two days. I am very happy with myself in who i am and where i’m going.

Could it have all turned out so very different. Yes. My marriage could have remained intact if hypergamy hadn’t reared it’s ugly head and had feminism, my mother and father, and all members of authority not so deeply ingrained beta thinking and attitude into me. (My next post will be a multipart series detailing many aspects of that)

But that time is done and past and mark my words.. never to be repeated. Mojo makes the case that my heart and mind have known ever since i was forced to leave my own home on my hands and knees by the women i pledged my life to, one who could not uphold her end of the contract.

For all the reasons i just enumerated above.

IT IS SIMPLY NOT WORTH IT FOR ME TO AGAIN IN MY LIFETIME PUT UP WITH GARBAGE FOR THE SAKE OF COMPANY/SEX.

EVER.

I think Captain No-Marriage would be proud. I have not had to check in with, run any numbers by, ask for permission for or beg to do anything i have wanted to do.

Now if you excuse me, i have to get back to helping Optimus Prime save The Ark!

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Remain friends while sexually attracted? The debate continues.

August 11, 2012

Firstly read this if you haven’t yet.

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I just caught this video over at another blog. In the interest of trying to get as many voices on this as possible I’m putting the video here and hoping you comment on it, since the blogger who put this video up really want’s to know your thoughts. [come on you lurkers, decloak dammit] I’ve decided to put it here rather than reblog her page or send the manosphere there because i don’t want it to look like im sending attack dogs her way. She’s really curious, appears inquisitive and willing to listen. Let’s try to keep a modicum of respect here, but whatever comments you want to direct towards the video itself.. let loose.

Here’s the video:

I find it interesting that she uses actual clips from the video i put up in my platonic post, and seems to entirely be dismissive of the comments made by the men in the video. It appears she seems to just want to wish her vision of the world into existence. I feel a Picard meme coming on.

Here is the original comment I made. I’m hoping others have much more to add than what i’ve put down. Whatever your views, pro or con, i’d love to hear them as i’m sure she would to.

M3 says:

Interesting how far her delusion has taken her.

With regard to the ‘a history of separation’ part of the video at 1:14
A great relevant post to be read before trudging further
http://dalrock.wordpress.com/2012/06/08/the-boyfriend-invention/

at 1:35 she brings up the feminists asking the question ‘why cant we be friends’ (sung while strumming a ukulele).. complete with a failure to understand that the ultimate goal of the ‘friendships’ was still to gain access to sex. It only made the unions and social interactions more palatable, especially as women started taking a greater place in the workforce. This second push she talks about at the 2:00 mark is total contrived nonsense, a projection of what the female narrative would *like* to have happen, and socially engineer. Reminds me of the phrase ‘If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it.’

Unfortunately men’s sexual urges will not cooperate with this unrealistic demand.

At 3:23 in the video she makes the most preposterous claim i’ve ever heard. That *I* was ‘taught’ that wanting to have sex with a woman is part of being a man?

That’s like saying women are taught to have menstrual cramps. It’s just sheer stupid on it’s face. When i was 11, girls contained cooties. When i was 12, i started noticing curves on girls. By 13 i knew i wanted to do the horizontal mambo #5 with them.

Nobody taught me to want to do that. My body knew it naturally.

For the record.. she’s cute despite her obvious feminist bent and sex poz agenda. I’d bang her.

And here’s what she doesn’t get. (text edited out). If i told her i really liked her and wanted to bang her, and she said no, she is casting a judgement on me. I am not worthy enough to access her most precious resource. Yet i can have the pleasure of watching her audition other suitors for the role she deemed me ineffectual for?

Hardly. I have better things to do than let my ego bath in the 9th circle of hell. Her solution? Acknowledge it and move on? Well, maybe easy for her, with a world of possible suitors ready to climb over each other and step all over each other and stab each other in the back just to have the privilege of being one of the 500 guys she’ll have the honor of rejecting this year. Fat chance for the guy being that lucky. If he was alpha enough to not have a problem picking up girls, then trust me, miss sex poz there would be singing a different tune.

No. For a guy to be successful with women, he has to stay away and remove all reminders of past failures, even if they would want to wear the face of ‘friend’. Those are the worst anchors holding you back.

(text edited out)

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