All men agree with us. We don’t realize it, and for the most part they don’t realize it, but it’s a fact, in my experience. As I have mentioned previously, I talk about Red Pill concepts at work. Sometimes I encounter resistance, sometimes I don’t. Several of my readers and commenters are co-workers who totally agreed with what I had to say and joined the Manosphere.
This may be because I work in a blue collar environment, this may be because I live in the South. This may be because I work around all men. I just realized the other night, while talking about custody, child support and feminism with five of my co-workers, that every man knows and understands that things are fucked up.
I was helping a friend build a set of jumper cables. The other guys were just gathering around drinking coffee and conversing as they watched me strip and crimp the connections. We have a fellow from Africa who recently hired on. He has a decent grasp of English, but he isn’t entirely Americanized yet.
I randomly asked him when he was going to get a divorce. He married an American woman (black, like himself) in order to get a green card. He has never said much about her, but he has always seemed overly excited when we ask him to stop by the river on the way home from work to have a bonfire and drink a few beers. I figured things were not too great at home.
When I asked him the question, he looked around the shop as if there may be spies among us. Once he assured himself that all was well, he said “I can’t wait to get a fucking divorce, man. She treats me like I’m a child. She woke me up yesterday when I was trying to sleep for work and she told me I was stupid and her son was smarter than me because I left the water hose running and flooded the yard. I didn’t do it, her son did. She didn’t even apologize.”
All the guys gave him the “Yeah, man, my wife is a bitch too” lines and shared in their sorrow. I decided this was a great time for some Red Pill.
I mentioned that before the feminist movement, women would not have dared talk to their bread-winning husbands like that. I said that his wife obviously needed to learn her place and he needed to leave her ass as soon as he got his citizenship. The room went silent.
They put up some token resistance to discussing such things, but I kept on. They all did the same double take around the room that my African friend had done, as if there were women hiding behind every door.
Finally, my friend R says “He’s fucking right. Women have screwed things up lately, and there’s nothing we can do about it.”
The other guys looked shocked for a moment, but then GG said “Yeah, man. I thought the important virtues of a married man would be Loyalty and Providing. It turns out what you really need is Patience and Long-Suffering.”
He then went on to explain that for the first few years of his marriage he was constantly accused of cheating, even though he was completely loyal. He had a faraway look in his eyes as he talked about all the women he turned down because of his morals, and how he wished he could go back and fuck them all now that he sees how his loyalty is rewarded.
After that, the floodgates opened. You would have sworn it was a Manosphere Meet-up. Every one of them cursed feminism, talked about how slutty and bitchy and entitled women have become, lamented the days of Patriarchy and really got down to the nitty gritty of gender relations. I barely had to say a word. It was beautiful.
Then it was all ruined when Pam, one of our very few female employees, walked through the door. Back to business as usual, tuck your dick between your legs and pretend you aren’t a strong, patriarchal MAN with his own thoughts and opinions. We don’t want to offend the wimminz.
The one impression I was left with was this: We, my friends, are not unique. We are not the only men who realize things are fucked up. We are just the only ones with the stones to come out and talk about it. Every man who hasn’t given up his balls to please a woman, women in general, or feminized society…..still agrees with us and thinks like we do. We just need to reach out to them and awaken their masculinity. Don’t give up. Don’t stop evangelizing. There is still hope. We are the beacons. Let your light shine.