On Friday, Jezebel published an article that contained a list of “hate” sites in the manosphere. They used a site called Man Boobz as its authoritative reference, a misandrist hotbed written by an overweight feminist woman with large breasts. I scored a spot on their list because I don’t always call women back after I have sex with them:
Roosh Vörek is a Maryland-raised PUA (“pick up artist”) whose specialty is sex with foreign women; his blog is a sales vehicle for his books like Bang: The Pick Up Bible and Bang Iceland: How to Sleep With Icelandic Women in Iceland, which one Icelandic feminist group described as a “rape guide.” Vörek likes to talk about his many “notches” (seductions) and such things as “American cunts who I want to hate fuck.” He adds: “I’ll be the first to admit that many of my bangs in the United States were hate fucks. The masculine attitude and lack of care these women put into their style or hair irritated me, so I made it a point to fuck them and never call again.”
The quotes-out-of-context game was played for several more sites you probably know, such as In Mala Fide, Spearhead, and A Voice For Men, though I am the only game blog to have made it (Heartiste should have been on there). Jezebel makes it clear that all the sites are “woman-hating” and “misogynistic.”
Hold on, my mistake, I’m getting reports coming in that Jezebel didn’t write this list at all. It was actually published by the Southern Poverty Law Center, an organization you may have remembered from high school U.S. history class. It was important during the black civil rights era in the United States, eventually suing the KKK out of existence. To save helpless victims of the American patriarchy, they are now attacking a group of guys who empower men, along with a bearded fellow who teaches how to score some of that sweet poonani.
Reason magazine published a response with a headline channeling The Onion: The Southern Poverty Law Center Is Now Writing About Pickup Artists as Hate Groups.
Take note, America: Having consensual sex (Roosh is not a rapist, but a seducer) with someone you don’t actually like and then never calling her/him again will land you in a reputation-ruining** SPLC report [which] gets sent to every law enforcement agency in the country
Business Insider also put up an article:
Be careful, fellas: If you use your personal blog to rant about women, a civil rights group just might publicize details about your mortgage and medical history.
Our cause is real, and it has arrived. Ironically, it is my inclusion on the list which has people gunning for the SPLC as an irrelevant organization. Here’s what the National Review had to say:
Now, piggybacking on the two minutes’ hate against Limbaugh, [the SPLC has] found a new arena of hate groups, comparable to neo-Nazis and the skinheads: the “manosphere” of misogynist web sites, including, among others, “Roosh Vörek . . . a Maryland-raised PUA (“pick up artist”) whose specialty is sex with foreign women.” As if that weren’t funny enough, one of their sources of information is—I am not making this up—something called manboobz.com.
Two things I’ve written come to mind…
“Anything you do that increases your ability to be sexually successful while decreasing your dependence on dating American women will result in them trying to isolate and disparage you.” [Source]
“Being a man is already a crime or soon will be.” [Source]
Work in progress.
If a girl doesn’t like you after she has consensual sex with you, or has bad feelings in her tummy, she can say you raped her. Go to jail, creep. Rape laws are intended for real rapists, but they are being applied to fake rapists.
If a girl doesn’t like your approach, there will be a law on the books that will deem it illegal (they’re currently working on it in my home city). You’ll be arrested and have to explain a criminal record of “public sexual harassment” to potential employers. It is intended for perverts, but it will be applied to normal guys like us if you happen to have the bad luck of approaching a girl with issues or other mental problems, of which a whopping 25% of American women suffer from.
Instead of banning game, an Orwellian task, your elite masters will attempt to neutralize its effects by giving women a “put him in jail” card that she can use at the beginning or end of the process. Don’t like your approach? “Officer, he assaulted me by touching me on the shoulder.” Feeling regretful for slutty behavior? “Judge, he raped me while I was intoxicated.”
It is clear that gender hate is now a one-way street. Men can hate women but not the other way around. Men can rape, women can’t. Men can be abusive, both physically and emotionally, but women can’t. Men can be misogynist, but women can’t be misandrist, a word that is unknown to most of the American population. Men can be described as lazy slobs who play video games all day, but women are perfect as-is in a country where there are organizations trying to convince you that being fat is both healthy and beautiful. Male teachers get sent to pound-me-in-the-ass prison if they have sex with a student, but female teachers only get a slap on the wrist. If you’re a man, you’re likely a perpetrator of hate, violence, and abuse to innocent American women, even if you don’t yet realize your thought crime, but never the other way around. If an American woman is being “strong” and “independent” by criticizing you, you best stop whining, man up, and accept her masculine behavior as the new normal in today’s glorious utopia.
If a group called RadFem is outed for advocating real hate and abuse to men—of fantasizing about killing men—then you should just ignore it. No media outlet will dare report on extreme feminists. They will not be put on any liberal think tank’s hate list. But if some guy teaches men how to get laid while making fun of women who have long since stopped acting like women, his name is not only put on such a list but it’s forwarded to law enforcement agencies across the country. If another man teaches men how not to get raped in divorce court or get his kids taken away, he’s advocating hate speech. The supreme irony is that the principal source for the SPLC list is a vehement anti-man web site, Man Boobz, whose main audience is lesbians and transsexuals. This is who they consult when constructing a report that may have serious consequences for those heterosexual men mentioned. It would be like President Obama asking me to construct a list of gay guys who have may have said meanie things in the past.
Look back ten years. Do you remember hearing about false rape accusations? Was there a such thing as “street harassment”? Now imagine ten years into the future. How much more “progress” will they make? My only hope is that the sites who made the SLPC list will attract a larger audience who helps push back feminist attempts to outlaw normal male behavior. This arduous process, for the most part, is unacceptable to me. Life is too short to fix a broken culture, to change the minds of so many brainwashed people who are primed since birth to deny reality. I believe the only real solution is expatriation. Until that solution can be achieved for you, learning game and carefully choosing women you get involved with will suffice.
When I first found out that I was on the SPLC list, I laughed. I accepted all the congratulations from my readers on Twitter and on the forum, but at the end of the day I felt depressed. I felt depressed because I know that my ideas will never be widely accepted in my lifetime, that as long as I write I will be constantly attacked. I was attacked in Iceland, I was attacked in Denmark, and I was attacked by neo-Nazis in Estonia who called the police on me for having a drink at the club. And now the establishment in my own country is on the verge of declaring my writing and ideas to be illegal. I don’t know exactly how I got here, but I have a feeling that this is just the beginning.
If I knew years ago that blogging about getting laid and travel would put me on a hate list by a civil rights organization, I would have stayed anonymous. Too late now. I will be silenced at some point, but until then I will go on with my big head held high. I’m far from done.