You could accuse me of a lot of things. But hating women isn’t one of them. Some people with more time than sense try to tie things like prostitution, porn and picking up chicks to misogyny. Now I know some of these so called pick up artists, porn producers and especially pimps have a deep seated dislike of women. But that ain’t got nothing to do with me jack. And I don’t think I am alone. Plenty of guys beat off to porn and live cams without having any ill will to women at all.
I could never hate women. It’s the total opposite. I love and adore them. That’s why I spend so much time in pursuit of women. Or at least of sex with women. It’s no exaggeration to say that the bulk of my adult life has been dedicated in one way or another to the appreciation of the female form. That could be anything from watching porn to talking to women on the streets of Ho Chi Minh City. I do it all and I do it well. I’ve put in my 10,000 hours and then some.
Hating don’t pay
I think a lot dudes do hate women though. For one reason or another. Maybe it’s misplaced anger based on their mothers. Or maybe they feel bad that their dads had to work themselves to the bone while their big fat lazy moms and sisters soaked up all the benefits. They might even resent having to do some hard bullshit job like working on an oil rig while they see chicks with no work skills get $10,000 a month to show their buttholes off on Only Fans.
I don’t really know. And to be honest I don’t really care. It should be pretty clear that I am no social scientist. When I was 19 I packed up my bags and went on the road in search of poon and adventure. I found both and I am still going. But at no time did I end up in a sociology study. So all I can tell you is what I know from my own experience. What I can tell is that women are amazing and I want to be around them all the time. So much so that I even sleep with two in my bed.
Of course I have seen the degrading porn. Some of it is pretty fucked up. But if its done by consenting adults as a fantasy then that’s all there is to it. I have met women who wanted to be gang banged, spanked and called bitches and whores. Self hatred? Could be. But I didn’t hate those women even if they did hate themselves. I’ve also read the blogs by self-proclaimed PUAs and sexpats who call every woman they come across a cunt, bitch, slut, etc. I use some of those words, but never out of hatred.
Don’t blame me
I love sluts, which I define as women who fuck around for fun. I like regular women too though. I take everyone as they are. And so should you.
And sure. I might refer to the millions of obese women around the world at fat asses or even land whales. That is not me expressing hatred. It’s a writer using accurate terminology. If it’s not mean spirited to say the sky is blue, then it shouldn’t be ill willed to describe a 450 pound woman at a McDonald’s is a pig at the trough. It’s got nothing to do with sex or the presence of a vagina. I’m just keeping it real.
You’ll notice that a lot of these manosphere weirdos don’t last. Whether they are wasting away in nightclubs chasing numbers or flags or writing about that time they caught the clap from the street sweeper in Hanoi, you can sense the underlying hatred in their words. You will also notice that they almost never hang around for long. Some of the biggest pick up artists in recent history have quit and gone into hiding in monasteries. Sexpat bloggers disappeared from the internet and ran off to join far right political cults. Sick shit. And a lot of it is based on the way they think about females. Not everyone is built for this lifestyle.
You might laugh, but I’m not like those dudes who look at women as mere notches on their belt to be conquered. I love and appreciate women. I pursue them because I want to be with them. I pay some of them for sex because I want to have sex with them. Having sex with women feels great. Kissing chicks is swell! Spending time around a feminine beauty is amazing. These are some of the best things about life. Without women, life wouldn’t be worth living. That’s why I could never hate them. And you shouldn’t either.