Close to a decade ago, I was rummaging through the book section of an antiques barn somewhere in Pennsylvania when I came across a book from the eighties on World War III; specifically, a play-by-play analysis of how a war between the U.S. and Russia would unfold, compiled with input from military experts, premier Sovietologists and former Pentagon officials. I only skimmed the book, but it claimed, among other things, that Finland would be a major front early on in the war (due to it being a U.S.-friendly nation sharing a border with the U.S.S.R.) and that Ireland would play a crucial role in NATO’s victory for… some reason.
I regret not buying it, if only for the chance to shred it later on.
All of the war nerding that went on during the Cold War was pure mental masturbation. Red Dawn, the Fulda Gap, all of it. Let’s be honest: if the Cold War had ever turned hot, it would have lasted all of 45 minutes, the amount of time it would take for Washington and Moscow to incinerate each other with nukes. Sovietology was one of the biggest frauds ever perpetuated on the American public, right up there with critical race theory and about three-quarters of the humanities.
A lot of the discussions in the manosphere—or at least the bottom-feeding part of it—are the same kind of mental masturbation. Case in point: this article over at Sunshine Mary’s. In response to a comment from Dr. Illusion urging men to hit the gym and learn how to interact normally with people, one of Mary’s omega orbiters crawled up from the “Satanic crab bucket” (Dr. Illusion’s term, not mine) to wave his pincers and drool:
However, if ALL MEN start improving, you have a red queen effect: everybody has to run faster to remain in the same place. The men will be improving, but the women won’t, and so each man has to work harder and harder just to maintain the same quality of woman.
That’s the operative word: if. This argument is deployed against anyone who espouses self-improvement advice, no matter what it is.
“If every guy gets on a plane to Poland to bang hot girls, they’ll all become just as jaded and slutty as American women!”
“If every guy quits his job to Enjoy the Decline, society will collapse!”
That’s the thing about these scenarios: they will always remain ifs, because the vast majority of men will never commit to any positive lifestyle changes, even if they pay money to learn about them.
The plain simple reality is that most people are too lazy and unmotivated to change their lives for the better. Most humans are on the intellectual level of cattle; they’re content to stand around in the field chewing their cud and waiting for the day when they’ll get shoved onto a conveyor belt and shot in the head. The solid iron will needed to completely reorient an aspect of your life—diet, career, charisma—simply doesn’t exist in wide swathes of Homo sapiens.
To take game as an example, here’s a rough statistical breakdown of how guys who buy Roosh’s Bang (or any seduction book) will utilize it:
- 55 percent of men will read the book and never implement any of its advice, beyond the most basic changes at best.
- 10 percent will half-heartedly implement Roosh’s advice, and when they inevitably fail, they’ll start crying about how game is a scam and lie.
- 30 percent will implement the program to varying degrees of success.
- Only 5 percent will actually master the material.
These figures are unscientific, but I stand by them not only in relation to Bang, but any self-help advice program, including my own Confessions of an Online Hustler. The majority of people who buy that book won’t even so much as start a Tumblelog devoted to nudie pictures.
The problem isn’t people like Roosh or me, it’s with the customers.
The majority of people who buy self-help books think that they’re magic, that the mere act of reading about how to diet or lift or pick up women will make them able to do it. But self-help advice is useless without the motivation to put it into action. Not only do most people lack that internal motivation, they surround themselves with people who are just as miserable and mediocre as they are, further sapping their desire to make a positive change.
Talking about some kind of “Red Queen alpha arms race” is completely pointless because no society on Earth will ever reach that point.
I’ve long come to accept the reality that most people don’t want to be helped. The most I can do is focus on the guys who genuinely are looking to improve themselves and discouraging the ones who aren’t from opening their mouths. If you just want to mentally jack off and/or sniffle about how the wimmenz done did you wrong, shove off; I don’t want you here. I’m tired of “men” like the potbellied losers on Sunshine Mary’s blog thinking I have an obligation to give them a shoulder to cry on.
If you’re part of the natural elite, the doers, the thinkers, you are my brothers. I welcome you with open arms.