fellow mgtow,
 
you are free. you are free to call me out. argue with me. fight me.
 
you are free. and i would fight for you to have all of that.
 
when i see the will of a man, garnering the fruits of his own labors; i am glad
 
you are free.
 
sometimes i see us all on here. bickering over, often times, semantics
and i am taken aback; not because of turmoil but because this
type of freedom is granted to men and men alone. we yell and
can scream at each other [yes, behind the keyboard] but, as a
whole, are cohesive in our thoughts that other men are free
to have those thoughts. we dont dictate thought.
 
i revel in that and lament the day, that is no longer the case.
 
cheers you glorious MGTOW; may you find your way