Women Hunt Men, Men Hunt Resources


Here’s a new way of looking at a woman who’s interested in you – proceed with caution

To maintain frame and rationality in the mating game, visualize a woman who is interested in you just as you would visualize a large cat staring down a prey item. Be careful you don’t wind up her lunch, your finances and freedom shredded to ribbons by her claws.

Any man who has succumbed to a predatory female will know well the discussion we are about to have. A discussion about how women hunt men like prey items since the Law of the Jungle has returned to the West post-sexual devolution. Worse, they now do so with total cultural and legal impunity. Like jaguars in the jungle, women are in search of the tastiest prey item to whet their appetite. A gynocentric culture and misandrist legal system only sharpens their resolve, and weakens men’s hand as they scurry about.

Women, unless constrained by patriarchal culture, behave as financial and resource predators of men. This unfortunate reality of human relationships is alluded to in the classic men’s book The Predatory Female.

When you begin to fraternize with a woman, you are taking the first steps in a ritual mating dance that, if allowed to progress, will result in your moving about the floor in a semi-comatose state until you are fleeced of your money, property, and peace of mind.

The simplest way to put it is: Women hunt men, and men hunt resources for women to consume. The totality of human sexual relationships revolves around this fact.

The hunt begins.

A predatory female will study you. She learns to know what you are thinking. She begins the strongest primeval death grip known to man.

Of course, sex is one of the most powerful instincts human beings have. Being the gatekeeper of sex is her trump card, one she will play ruthlessly at the poker table as she places you into the “death grip” alluded to above. If you are a willing prey item, she will soon have total control over your sexual, financial, and legal life as well as your freedom.

How does she select her prey?

If a woman in interested in you, know that you have been identified as a prey item. You are something she thinks she can consume. In her eyes, you are either a tasty meal ticket or a success object to show off to her friends, or both. Your humanity matters very little to her. As a man, you will never be nothing more to a woman other than an object she can exploit using nature’s credit card to “pay” you, even though she is so adept at manipulation most Betas never realize the nature of the beast they’re in bed with literally, financially, and emotionally.

Know that once your resources have been consumed, or you are not able to keep up with her pace on The Hedonic Treadmill, or she finds a more appealing prey item (i.e. a new man) to monkey branch to, you will cease to exist and be left like roadkill smeared on the pavement along the highway of life.

If you’re invisible to her, it’s because you are not seen as a potential meal ticket she can use to raise her status or better her quality of life.

These are the facts Red Pill men must face if they want to have an advantage on the sexual playing field. Manipulate the predator using this wisdom. Become a more difficult prey item to mesmerize her, but never let her get close enough to take a bite out of you.

As jaded as this knowledge might seem to the uninitiated, there is really no other way to explain the behavior of women and female adherence to the Law of Hypergamy, which is right up there with the Law of Gravity when it comes to female nature. Hypergamy, is of course, the female predilection to only date and marry men who are above them in socioeconomic status.

Women, the predators, are upwardly mobile when it comes to the mating game. Men, the prey, are almost always downwardly mobile when dealing with women. The cost of her sexuality is his lifeblood, a lifetime of labor and sacrifice. This is doubly true when dealing with an Anglobitch, more cunning and difficult to appease than other women. (With less reward, too.)

Of course, bad boys are an exception to the Law of Hypergamy, but in the vast majority of relationships you’ll find a woman with a man who provides material benefit to her. (Even if she enjoys seeks out and enjoys bad boy seed on the side – somebody has to pay for her lifestyle. But Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks is a topic for another time.)

The predatory nature of women is something of a secret in modern society, but the cold reality of this revelation was well-known when men were stronger and better educated than the gelded simpletons skulking about the landscape today. Rudyard Kipling wraps up our cautionary tale about women hunting men with his classic poem The Female of the Species:

WHEN the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
    He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside.
    But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail.
    For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    When Nag the basking cobra hears the careless foot of man,
    He will sometimes wriggle sideways and avoid it if he can.
    But his mate makes no such motion where she camps beside the trail.
    For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    When the early Jesuit fathers preached to Hurons and Choctaws,
    They prayed to be delivered from the vengeance of the squaws.
    ‘Twas the women, not the warriors, turned those stark enthusiasts pale.
    For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    Man’s timid heart is bursting with the things he must not say,
    For the Woman that God gave him isn’t his to give away;
    But when hunter meets with husbands, each confirms the other’s tale—
    The female of the species is more deadly than the male.

    Man, a bear in most relations—worm and savage otherwise,—
    Man propounds negotiations, Man accepts the compromise.
    Very rarely will he squarely push the logic of a fact
    To its ultimate conclusion in unmitigated act.

    Fear, or foolishness, impels him, ere he lay the wicked low,
    To concede some form of trial even to his fiercest foe.
    Mirth obscene diverts his anger—Doubt and Pity oft perplex
    Him in dealing with an issue—to the scandal of The Sex!

    But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame
    Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same;
    And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail,
    The female of the species must be deadlier than the male.

    She who faces Death by torture for each life beneath her breast
    May not deal in doubt or pity—must not swerve for fact or jest.
    These be purely male diversions—not in these her honour dwells—
    She the Other Law we live by, is that Law and nothing else.

    She can bring no more to living than the powers that make her great
    As the Mother of the Infant and the Mistress of the Mate.
    And when Babe and Man are lacking and she strides unclaimed to claim
    Her right as femme (and baron), her equipment is the same.

    She is wedded to convictions—in default of grosser ties;
    Her contentions are her children, Heaven help him who denies!—
    He will meet no suave discussion, but the instant, white-hot, wild,
    Wakened female of the species warring as for spouse and child.

    Unprovoked and awful charges—even so the she-bear fights,
    Speech that drips, corrodes, and poisons—even so the cobra bites,
    Scientific vivisection of one nerve till it is raw
    And the victim writhes in anguish—like the Jesuit with the squaw!

    So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer
    With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her
    Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands
    To some God of Abstract Justice—which no woman understands.

    And Man knows it! Knows, moreover, that the Woman that God gave him
    Must command but may not govern—shall enthral but not enslave him.
    And She knows, because She warns him, and Her instincts never fail,
    That the Female of Her Species is more deadly than the Male.

Indeed, let the wisdom of that poem and this short lesson on the predatory nature of women flow through you. It is one of the most important lessons a playa or a MGTOW can have when it comes to dealing with the opposite sex.

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