No doubt you’ve heard or read about the Red Pill movement. It’s a phenomenon on YouTube, Facebook, Reddit and elsewhere. Red Pill gurus are rushing to get their message out in books, its de facto leader Rollo Tomassi, on his fourth.
Red Pill itself comes from a scene in the science fiction movie The Matrix, where rebel leader Morpheus played by Laurence Fishburne, offers Neo, played by Keanu Reeves, the choice of swallowing a blue pill which allows one to believe what they want to believe, or the red pill which offers truth. Neo takes red.
This truth is what the red pill leaders say is what is required to navigate the relationships between men and women. Tomassi coined the term “hypergamy” to describe a woman’s tendency to choose a partner of higher status.
I like Tomassi and I like Donovan and the rest of the guys who appear on YouTube’s 21 Studio each week to discuss Red Pill practicalities. These guys have sliced and diced the subject to deep levels… with no end in sight.
And, that’s why I listen or read Red Pill sparingly. This is just my personal view, but I think our Red Pill brothers leave the masculine and visit the feminine too frequently for my tastes. Solipsism, the view that the self is all that can be known to exist, and which I agree is very much a feminine energy, is often a feature in Red Pill discussions.
It says, “I think it therefore it is.” It’s the incredible ability of the overthinking woman to believe her own bullshit. Men need watch for that in themselves occasionally, especially if they are gathered around having coffee discussing the opposite sex—which is typically something women do.
That’s not to say there isn’t plenty of truth to Red Pill. And, to some guys it’s a Godsend of information. In the context, Blue Pill is real, and every man needs that wake-up call. It’s easy for a man to go into relationships with blinders on, with family of origin programming and unmet needs dictating his expectations.
When I left a marriage just shy of 25 years in the early 2000s, honestly, I was devastated. Nothing I’d tried worked and I was facing complete failure. My parents were married sixty-two years before my mother died some time ago. Like many men, marriage was forever for me, and I couldn’t broker it any other way.
In the end, I knew if I stayed it would kill me, and leaving made me feel like dying. Some days I’d have flashes of crashing my van at top speed in a train overpass or just letting it fly off a bridge as my thoughts turned to self-harm in frustration and despair. Oft I’d have to take a knee and just recover for a moment from the pain I was carrying.
That’s when one of our managers mentioned he listened to Tom Leykis’ radio show every day. I began to do the same. It exposed a whole other side of women my blinders prevented me from seeing. I don’t need to thank Tom for his show, I’m sure he was paid well. Blow Me Up Tom made a difference in my life.
Once, a female caller announced on his show she had gotten drunk when out with the girls and fucked some black guy in a car in the parking lot of a club. She was Hispanic, and so was her husband. She was about to give birth and she suspected the baby was conceived that night. Tom implored her to tell him, and to spare the man the indignity of having his relatives see his shame in the hospital as a little black baby arrived instead of his own.
She refused, and Tom immediately asked his listeners to help. “She said he works at a casino in the Pacific North-West, if you know a guy in the gambling business expecting a baby, LET HIM KNOW IT MAY NOT BE HIS.”
As shocking as this was, I knew it was reality. I know women cheat, just as I know men cheat in the right circumstances. People do horrible and underhanded things to each other sometimes. I am not naïve. I lived as a gangster. I know what power imbalances, intimidation, cruelty and retribution are all about.
That period of my life launched me into a search for greater truths about men and women. My mind was opened by Tom and his alternate views. I got interested in sex differences, taking an about turn intellectually at the height of social constructionism influence, and eventually turned my back on feminism.
The “women are wonderful effect” was coined in 1994 by sociological researchers Alice Eagly and Antonio Mladinic, who found that both men and women tend to assign more positive traits to women, with women showing a far greater propensity to do it than do men. The sisterhood is real, we should be aware of this.
I don’t listen to Tom anymore, and never did again since those days. And, while I drop in on Rollo and his cohorts on YouTube every once in a while, I don’t listen or read them as a matter of course either. The truth is I have found my own balance of truths between the genders and it works for me. It also works for the men I am privileged to share my message with. I have a new family with two wonderful kids and a gal I’ve been with for 13 years. She won’t marry me: says if we never get married, we’ll never get divorced. I can’t argue with her, and it’s a moot point because I know what makes her tick. I know what my role is and I take to it eyes open and full enthusiasm.
If I had to criticize the Red Pill movement or Tom Leykis’s approach, I’d say it is far too negative of women in general. Some of it is deserved and all based on inklings of truth, it’s just that listening to too much of it fails to impart balance, for women have some pretty darn good aspects to them too (as do men). I heard Rollo say he can’t advise for marriage now because of the disadvantages it represents. Fair enough, but a little sad too.
The disconnect for me is complaining about The American Psychological Association’s recent guidelines, or the subject of rape culture, or discussions around “toxic masculinity,” or the Gillette commercial, but allowing for a full dive into Red Pill philosophy. Doesn’t anyone else see the problem with that?
Men sometimes do terrible things to women, and women sometimes do terrible things to men. Men tend to compete overtly, while women tend to maneuver covertly. Men smash you in the face, women get everyone around you turned against you so that eventually someone smashes you in the face.
Simplistic? Sure. Of course, it is. It’s always an oversimplification. The problem with generalities is they all fail on the backs of exceptions. Talk anyways, tease out the possibilities and potentials just the same.
The reasons I’m no longer a feminist, aligned with those well-intentioned but misguided idealists, is that I’ve lived out the course of its resurgence these past fifty years. I did that as a man who has depended on good women as allies, coming as I do from a family where I had a mother and four good sisters (as well as four brothers, and a troubled father). Feminism is a weak agenda, offering as it does a one-sided dissection of problems but little in the way of realistic solutions or an accounting of the existing healthy symbiosis of masculine and feminine energies.
It’s my view equality of opportunity is fine to an extent, but that equality in general between the sexes is a wrong-headed metric because we are generally too different to be equal. I also think a full accounting of strengths and weaknesses from each side of gender would go a long way to reconciling each with the other.
If men and women have always banded together to meet the challenges of time, the environment and each other’s natures as they go about creating a life, don’t you think it’s worth knowing the plus and minus factors of each?
To use a sports analogy, wouldn’t you want to know who can run with the ball? Who can catch the ball with two defenders on them? Who can kick a field goal? Who is better left on the line to block and tackle? Who possesses the skill to orchestrate play under duress? Or who can pinch-hit or run in what situations? Who is a starter and who can come off the bench and bat clean up? I ask that we have those discussions because that’s what men and women do when they are left to their own devices and find ways to live and work and raise kids and love each other.
It’s not enough to throw dirt at an entire gender and then complain your dates don’t go as planned, or that your life isn’t unfolding as you desire with your partner. I think that’s weak-ass bullshit and I’ll tell you why. We need compassion for each other and the greater compassion we have for others the greater compassion we have for ourselves.
All of us have an inner self, that Divine Child within us we’ve perhaps stuffed over the years as we sought to conform with the adults around us, to their rules and expectations. How can we ever hear our own essential voice if we don’t listen for the voices of others? Our eyes see out, and the easiest way to train yourself to hear the good in you is to attune yourself to the good in others. Not blindly, not as a nice guy sacrificing your needs for others while holding secret anger, but compassionately, with a sense of being part of humanity’s meaningful whole.
Find it early, find it late, we must all find love.
Where’s the love in finding the extreme faults in an entire gender? Where is the love in calling women bitches and sluts and cunts as a matter of course? Where is the love in finding fault with half the world’s population, and enacting rules to safeguard yourself from their worst aspects without an appreciation for the incredible good in their capacity to love and share a life?
From what I can tell, Red Pill is a lot like feminism in that it focuses almost exclusively on delineating the excesses of women’s pragmatic side and encourages a defensive and almost paranoid stance in men who are still interested in women. If you need a good term to reference the young gals, call them wenches. It means young lady in old English my father told me.
Fact is, most men will marry and most of them will have children. Isn’t it better to help men and women negotiate that dynamic with an appreciation for each other’s needs and desires without falling into weakness?
Should a man face that his woman is not his mother? Yes! And, that to expect unconditional love from his partner is a leftover trait from his family of origin? Yes, he should. Should he realize his wish for unconditional love is projected upon his partner and is a burden she likely can never, ever meet? You’re damn straight he should do all these things… or remain a boy forever.
A man should also realize his gal’s archetype for love is her father, or the masculine energy around her, and that this means she requires a powerful man in her life. It also means she knows the difference between a man and a boy.
Women are pragmatic souls, bent on survival. The female is far more precious in nature, you have only to look a window at bird feeder. Most of the colourful birds are males, while the females are camouflaged and discreet. If a Sparrow Hawk arrives on the scene, it’s the male Grosbeak or Cardinal who dies first. It’s not so different in humans, where she carries the eggs which permit life. Her best fertility lasts two decades whereas yours is triple that or more.
She is attracted to a man for his power. Hypergamy is a negative term and saddles a man in self-pity and an idealized over-estimation of his worth.
You are attracted to looks, that certain hip to waist ratio, and you stay for loyalty. A man with a loyal woman by his side has the wind at his back, but you better God-damned well stay out in front of her to feel it.
That’s not blue pill for fuck’s sake, it’s how nature put us together to survive. Men lead, women command. Men build cultures, women stress-test them.
Rather than focusing on the divisions inherent in feminism on one side, and Red Pill, MGTOW and Incels on the men’s side, my advice is to focus on the essential truths: Power and Loyalty.
Women can’t stand weak men. Men can’t stand disloyal women. It’s that simple. Hence, women do well with a powerful man; men do well with a loyal woman.
How can you make yourself powerful to earn her loyalty? How can she show you more loyalty, so you’ll want to be her powerful man? This where all the fun is.
Red Pill has been around for a dozen years. Feminism for a hundred. Humans are smart at coming up with answers even when we don’t fully understand something. It’s our rational brain, living emotionally and then explaining things after the fact.
What we need to do is see the much bigger picture. Men and women were made to live and work together to create life. Don’t let all the talk detract from this essential truth about our existence together.
Stay powerful, never give up
Christopher K Wallace
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