This is copied from MGTOW which is down at the moment due to another of a series of unending attacks.

This is something that has gotten very noticeably worse over the past 10 years, which is when I started learning about Game and actually talking to women. Back then, they at least had some semblance of an ability to carry on a conversation, and talking with them was enjoyable and fun. It didn’t feel like pulling teeth just to get them to contribute to a conversation.

But somewhere along the road, this all changed. Jesus fucking Christ, I swear 95% of the women I meet are clinically retarded and just haven’t seen a doctor yet. Not only are their heads buried so far up their vaginas that they don’t seem to realize a human being is conversing with them, but they are utterly clueless about what is going on in the world around them. They are nearly ALL liberals, they like feminism and socialist presidential candidates, and don’t have the slightest fucking clue about anything valuable or real. I have to do 100% of the work in conversations now, and it’s gotten so bad that I don’t even want to put in the minimal effort it takes to get laid anymore because I feel like I am lowering myself just giving them my time.

This is the first time I have expressed this sentiment, as one of my jobs is teaching guys how to get laid, and I don’t want to discourage them too much. Many neophyte seducer types are very hopeful and optimistic and I try not to pop their bubbles too badly–and I do help a lot of them get what they are looking for. But I have to refrain from indulging in the negativity that I often feel when listening to some female dipshit blathering on about absolutely nothing, responding to real questions with one-word answers or “oh, I don’t like to talk about that stuff” or watching their eyes glaze over when I bring up literally anything that requires an IQ above 80 to process. This is even true for the supposedly “smart women,” the one in STEM fields, who even when I bring up a topic relating to technology or science, are utterly fucking clueless. I have no idea how so many women are earning degrees.

I was always 9/10 of the way to full MGTOW, and these last 6 months in particular have pushed me to 9.9/10. I can approach women, make them laugh, get their numbers, go on dates and sleep with some of them, but it’s almost become more of a hassle than it’s worth for me simply because I am doing 100% of the value-providing, the stimulating, the joking, the teaching, and every other part of the conversation where joy is passed from one person to the other. The only women I can even tolerate these days are either:

1. Also entrepreneurs, or
2. The women whose mothers taught them how to act and respect men properly, and who contribute to the conversation in a playful feminine way.

Both of those are fun for me to be around, but it’s a very small minority. I’m not even asking for advice, I am just ranting because I am learning more and more as life goes on, that negative feelings only harm me unless I express them. And I am no longer allowing myself to bottle any of this up, it has led to far too much inner pain in my life for me to continue to put on the mask and pretend that I “love and respect all women” when frankly, I would say that less than 5% of them have any value to me whatsoever and I see the rest as losers.

The more of a winner I become in life, the farther I get from most people in general–but women in particular. I used to really love and respect them, until I took control of my own ship, realized how few barriers there truly are, and then watching them having everything served to them on a silver platter while bitching and moaning about how the patriarchy holds them back. I know that only 18% of women officially call themselves feminists, according to the latest Infowars data, but I’d say closer to 85% of them live that life even without the label.

Absolutely useless. Conversation is a big thing for me, and it is really sad how few of them can even string a meaningful sentence or thought together.

Thanks for listening,

DS