First off, I really enjoy my job working for a pharmaceutical company which makes a prostate cancer treatment. I make more than enough money, I'm in excellent health, I love the hours, and the commute is actually really good. Because I work a corporate job (instead of doing drop shipping, or programming from home, or living off investments, etc.) I'm not a complete ghost... so... I come out of obscurity for this one thing that I believe in, and want to do for now. I like the job, and I don't express politically incorrect views at work.

Political correctness is a silent, Orwellian, killer. It has a chilling effect, but that's not my problem; let politics go on without me and the better part of my thrift, creativity, and industry.

My job, even though it pays well, is more of a hobby, and if I ever wanted to disappear from society I could (with no hesitation).

I don't have a phone, interestingly.

I suppose I'll get a burner phone (some cheap pre-paid thing), but I don't text chicks, nor call people on the phone.

I will skype with people sometimes, but only when I feel like it, and only rarely.

There are at least two women that I could call and hook up with immediately if I ever wanted to stop ghosting, but I would not risk my finances and my health (which is great in my early 30s - I'm proud of my body, and the work I do with it).

I simply told the women that I wanted to be alone, and they knew that I was a loner from the start, so it was easy to distance myself from them.

I deleted my dating profile, and my fetlife profile, and rarely use facebook (I don't friend many people - it's mostly family).

I avoid talking to women when I go out. I dress nice for work, but I'm never ostentatious - you would never know that I bank as much as I do.

I have few expenses; rent and food mostly. I prefer renting, in case I want to move for a new job, or simply live somewhere else.

I used to live at my old business (commercial rents are sometimes cheaper than residential, if you know what you're doing) - that was amazing. It was a great experience and there were zero throw pillows or doilies, or feminine items in my commercial lease; just machines, lab equipment, my old truck, desk, books, etc.

Privacy is a luxury.

Exhibitionism is for the masses - socializing is cheap, common, decadent (a true "down-going" in the literal sense of decadence).

My free time is abundant and luxurious; I'm not spending my best waking hours dealing with a woman, nor her hell-spawn.

I can spend my mental energy on something other than finding ways to be romantic or solve a woman's problems (because women have a lot of problems - because women are often fuck-ups).

I love my life, and its adventures.

I'm planning on starting a second business and getting an MBA with my free time and extra money. I could never do that with a woman (or women, if I chose not to be monogamous).

All the women I knew from college don't give a damn about my field, even though the bio side of things attracted of women - they could give two shits about the hard science side of things.

I fucking love the hard sciences.

There is so much neglected power in it.

Science history is an interest that I indulge often. I tell some good stories, and am an amateur historian. I like to know how things come into being.

That is a hobby which is scholarly in nature, and, as such, is very solitary. Thus, I ghost often simply because I want to focus on a book.

Yet, people often say I'm interesting and tell good stories precisely because I am separate from people, and pursuing my interests.

Even though business is one of my interests - it can be impersonal, which allows for a kind of ghosting. A contract, or fictional entity (such as an incorporation), is one step removed from me as a person. I can remain private and still interact with people, while pursuing my larger goals.

I simply tell people, "no", and I'm free.

I avoid entanglements, and see all women as drama queens (or at least potential drama queens not worth the trouble).

I masturbate when I get horny, and the state of lonely is often a symptom of swollen epididymides ("blue balls"). I understand that my body wants to make babies, and I accept that. However, I treat masturbation like taking a shit - it feels good to get it out, but I don't romanticize it. I fantasize about impregnating whomever, and get it out of my system; afterwards the desire to impregnate even the hottest woman doesn't appeal to me. In fact, women look very ugly to me after the fact. And their personalities are repulsive.

I think it was Vention1MGTOW who said, "loneliness is a form of horniness", and "sex with a condom has no point [you can't feel shit], and sex without a condom is suicidal."

Using a vagina to masturbate with is... disappointing (for me, not for them - which is unfair, if you ask me).

Having been circumcised (and numerous scars from when I was younger), I suspect that I have less sensation anyways.

So much of a person is their biology (their natural drives, which are given voice, and post hoc justifications/moralization). I am mellowing with age, and it's good to have that self control back (I feel like a child again - quick to learn, fast to bounce back, and playing at life with the serious known only to a boy).

I can fully understand how a younger, hornier man would make a moral argument about fucking bitches being God's first commandment, metaphorically speaking. I could see a white supremacist calling me a traitor to my race for not breeding (again - so much of a person is their physical constitution that I expect people to justify their base urges). I could see a woman calling me a "manchild", considering her need for a hard dick to volunteer to protect and provide for her, and possibly give her genes some ripe seed (her constitution would view me as a tragedy - a waste - and very disposable... perhaps even a threat to her stable).

Thankfully, I'm an outsider in many ways; the perspective is nice. I get to see the forest past the trees - and the perspective builds upon itself... the more I see, the less I want to be a part of other people's [read: bp's and women's] lives.

In fact, I suspect that MGTOW only ever appeals to someone whose libido is waning (hence the 30-somethings in the crowd, despite having been a MGTOW since my mid 20s - I still consider myself less driven by pussy on a biological level... which allowed me to even entertain the idea of going my own way). The genetic predisposition for the distribution of testosterone receptors may have have far-reaching effects on a man's personality in subtle ways. Am I an athlete because I was born to it, and so gravitated toward rigorous exercise? Or does causation flow backwards? Did I choose to be who and what I am, or am I constituted as a man, thusly?

Regardless, I am a man, and now so many things make sense to me... It's like This American Life's episode 220: Testosterone... wherein, a woman underwent a sex change and took massive amounts of testosterone, and had a strange side effect of loving/understanding the science of physics in a way he [she] had never had before...

Women will never understand - they can't - it isn't in their physical constitution to understand, and, thus, I am set apart from women already... whether I "choose" to ghost them or not.

I am alone - and I wouldn't have it any other way.

This is the true male privilege.

Thank you for your time, sorry if it rambled; I wrote this selfishly, and for my own good, but hopefully you liked it.