None of these efforts to tell women who they should sleep with will work. They are based in what women don’t want, rather than what they do want.
Typical woman’s game is to put up massive resistance, and only fuck the guys who break through. A massive list of “don’t’s” screening for only the most ruthless horny men practicing the tightest game.
Read the message me if section of girls dating profiles: “Don’t message me if you just want sex, are only looking for a hookup, don’t have more to say than ‘hi’, are under six feet tall…” Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t.
The only men who are willing to push through this resistance are men who want sex badly (thirsty), men who don’t care about women’s boundaries (sociopaths), or men who have experience pushing through it (players).
The way to screen for the men women claim to want is to be pro-active, rather than what you don’t want. Instead of passively accepting or rejecting men’s advances, focus your attention on what you do want.
SunshineMary’s list of tips for spotting a player reads like a wishlist of things women want. Comfort, intimacy, knowing what to say… why don’t you just tell women to avoid men who make their pussy wet?
Adren Leigh says women should stop fucking “misogynist” Return of Kings writers (Sidenote: Adren, have you even read my work?), but gets upset when other women tell her who to sleep with. What makes your submission “a gift,” and other women’s “a miserable existence?”
These women come from very different backgrounds – Adren from feminism, and SunshineMary from Christianity – but both assume desire can be negotiated. That if women just had the right checklist of “don’ts” they’d stop fucking players. Sunshine even asked me for tips on spotting a player.
I could offer a list of “don’ts” like Adren has, but it wouldn’t change women’s behavior. The real way to break a habit is to replace it with something better. You wouldn’t have to figure out how to avoid players, if you loved and desired a different type of man.
Of course, then you’d have to face the real problem: women don’t really want what they say they want.
I’ve never read a love poem in praise of feminist men. I’ve never heard a church girl admire God’s artistry in the form of her brother’s in Christ. No woman ever had rape fantasies about a man who really respected her.
What few compliments these women offer focus on a man’s utility. He’s a good provider. He’s respectful. He checks his privilege. He does what I tell him. They’re compliments from obligation rather than admiration, and we all know how many steamy romance novels there are about duty sex.
Ladies, if you’re sleeping with men who don’t share your values, it’s because you don’t really share your values, or at least you don’t value them as much as you value masculine presence. That’s fine. I love my masculine energy and want women who worship at the alter of my cock.
The manosphere is full of men who love women. Men who are connoisseurs. There are whole whole blogs devoted just to comparing women of different nationalities and backgrounds, suggesting why you should consider one type of woman over another. Men will move to a different country just to be with more desirable women. Rooshv’s book Bang Poland reads like a misty-eyed love letter.
You don’t see posts in the manosphere about how to avoid sex with fatties, or long threads asking “Ugh, why do I keep dating short-haired feminists?”
Even blue pill writing – almost every love ballad you hear on the radio is written by men for women. Where are the love ballads in praise of men? Not a particular man who is somehow special, or different, but in praise of men?
Warren Farrell has a chapter in Why Men Are The Way They Are called “What I Love Most About Men.” I have never seen any woman post a list on the same theme, but I’ve seen several threads and posts appreciating women, from the full spectrum of alpha appreciation to beta pedestalization.
If women were to love men the same way men love women, posts telling women to stop fucking players would disappear, because a woman in love is hard to tempt. Not intellectual preference or a mental checklist “love,” but real embodied starry-eyed desire. The kind of love women don’t have for church boys or male feminists.
Happy Valentines Day.