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Feminists Want Beta Males to Pay for the Coming Spinster Bubble

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Mainstream media is already attempting to set up a narrative in support of robbing more Beta male tax money, to support the coming Crazy Cat Lady epidemic created by feminism

Marriage rates have been plummeting since culturally suicidal feminism was unleashed like a plague on Western society. Women aren’t marrying, because in many cases they’re not worth putting up with in Anglo America, and in others they’re too busy living the Have It All™ lifestyle. They’re also not having children, and this is having numerous consequences beyond the demographic extinction of white people.

As a result of this dearth of marriage, children, and family we can expect to see a spinster bubble forming in America in the next few decades. Women, who already consume far more government resources than they pay in, will need even more largesse from Big Daddy Government as they become old and frail. They will not have a husband or children to look after them in their old age. Fluffy cats don’t push wheelchairs and drive women to doctor’s appointments.

Women will demand Beta male take dollars to pay for the services they need. Are you willing to foot the bill?

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Modern women don’t want children, they want lots of pointless material and consumer items

Career Girl Consequences

Establishment media rag U.S. News and World Report recently awakened to this reality, brought on by 50 years of man-hating and female empowerment. It did a story on career girls who are starting to realize the repercussions of the barren, Have It All™ lifestyle when their pussy power rating falls to negative numbers.

When Carol Marak was in her 30s, she asked herself whose life she wanted: her brother’s – the life of a successful and well-traveled businessman – or his wife’s – the life of a woman whose career better accommodated raising three children. The answer was a no-brainer: “My brother was in a position I wanted,” says Marak, now a 64-year-old editor at SeniorCare.com who lives in Waco, Texas. Although she had been married and divorced earlier in life, at that point she had no kids and “made a very conscious decision” to keep it that way, she says.

Modern women don’t want any pesky, meatbag children to get in the way of shopping, eating out, and empty acquisition. Her barren, boilerplate language continues:

“My career was No. 1 in my life,” says Marak, who worked in the technology industry for years.

That previous statement along with the following one proves women are consummate users and abusers of not only male utility value, but the utility value of their own children. She only wants children now that she needs somebody to take care of her decrepit, old ass.

But today, Marak and her single, childless contemporaries are facing a repercussion of their decision that never crossed their minds as 30-somethings: “How in the world will we take care of ourselves?” she asks.

Indeed, how will they take care of themselves. My answer is: Sounds like your own fucking problem, feminists. It is supreme irony that women often bitch and moan about being seen as sex objects, but refuse to acknowledge their objectification of men – and even their own children – as utility objects!

It would seem that Briffault’s Law, which helps explain why women are consummate users and abusers of Beta male utility, also extends to women’s wheelings and dealings with their own offspring. As we’ve seen with the above interview with a genuine Career Girl, women only want children if they provide a service! Just to recap Briffault’s Law, as defined in his seminal work, The Mothers: The female, not the male, determines all the conditions of the animal family. Where the female can derive no benefit from association with the male [Ed: or even her children, it would seem!) no such association takes place.

There is one bright spot in all this. Men, self-reliant utility objects that we are will not feel the crunch of aging quite like women, who should be left to live lonely lives because they left men lonely in the prime of our lives.

The question is also begged: Why give women the best 50 years of our lives when they refuse to give us the best 10 best years of their lives? The cost-benefit analysis is astoundingly skewed in favor of women. Men are expected to give lifelong, unquestioning investment in a depreciating asset. Today’s Anglo women have extremely high cost with virtually no return on investment whatsoever. It’s the ultimate expression of the predatory female lifestyle. But men should know, after the female expiration date, most women literally have nothing to offer but baggage. (Ladies, we don’t give a damn about your education. We want good companions and life partners, not good corporate drones.)

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The Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks lifestyle doesn’t pay for itself boys

Pay Up, Beta Males

So who’s going to be left holding the bag, another unnecessary drag on society brought about by statistically sterile women? Why the Beta males women refused to marry and refused to have sex with in their youth.

Even the YouGoGrrl dominated PuffHo editorial staff is getting wind that feminism is a bad deal for women as they age, and has been trying to put out a counter narrative, one that states—you guessed it—it’s men’s fault for preferring nubile, young women rather than wrinkled old bags who ignored them and gave their attention and sexuality to bad boys and top tier Alpha males in their youth, while neglecting, using and abusing the “good guys” they’ll need later in life.

Vintage wine is savored. Vintage cars exclaimed over. Vintage clothes coveted. Yet the vintage woman remains uncelebrated. From the moment we are born society sets expectations of us. We are expected to walk and talk by a certain time, predicted to have mastered literacy and numeracy at a certain age. Our worlds are pre-designed for us and we fit into the flow as best we can. Youth is a jumble of growth and learning and the space where dreams and ambition are sparked. Feelings of invincibility abound and we are frequently told that the world is our oyster. Nobody tells the carefree 25-year-old female that in another 25 years she’ll be invisible.

What goes around come around, girls. It seems nature is not without a sense of humor, nor is it without a sense of justice. At age 25, Beta males are invisible to women in their prime. However, later in life these same men will be sought after by women of all ages to pay for things.

Just as the Spinster Bubble starts to inflate, men need to start dropping out of the economy and refusing to pay for this insanity with their hard-earned tax dollars. I personally encourage and teach men how to live lives of minimalism, living well on much less than they’re told they need by society. Going Galt is an extension of the minimalist philosophy. As stated by John Galt in Atlas Shrugged:

There is only one kind of men who have never been on strike in human history … the men who have carried the world on their shoulders, have kept it alive, have endured torture as sole payment … Well, their turn has come. Let the world discover who they are, what they do and what happens when they refuse to function. This is the strike of the men of the mind.

Men refusing to support the very women who rejected them is the ultimate retribution for feminism. Let these aging women take care of themselves.

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I Still Cringe When I Hear an Anglobitch Near

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Someday soon, true cultural diversity will be destroyed by Anglo-American, feminist cultural imperialism

There’s nothing more rattling to expat nerves than hearing a loud, entitled Anglobitch nearby. For an instant, it’s as if everything I ran away from has somehow followed me, and found me on my island paradise. A flood of memories of half a lifetime of putting up with this abomination of humanity briefly surges through my memory before she is whisked off in whatever land barge she happens to be riding in.

In that voice I hear entitlement, vacuousness, and arrogance all in one. There’s also the faint echo of sexual imperialism in that voice, for she is the self-anointed queen and Anglo men just exist to power her lifestyle of exorbitance. We aren’t to be given any of the pussy pie except when we are useful to help her achieve some end, and then only do the legs briefly spread.

Thank God she’s gone.

Thankfully, visits from Anglobitches are rare on this part of the island, but there are times of the year in which there are a worrisome number of them that appear. The Anglobitch, a product of a female worshiping culture stands in stark contrast to the ladies of the Latin culture I’ve adopted as my new home.

They still have a modicum of humanity left in them. And sex flows like water around here, it hasn’t been commidified into an interaction men must sacrifice their lives and fortunes for. The liberation I’ve experienced, as wonderful as it has been, is but an echo of the wonder days when men didn’t put up with shit from entitled bitches.

One can only imagine what things were like in the heyday of traditional Amerindian cultures, such as the Tainos who inhabited this part of the Caribbean and the Aztecs who inhabited nearby Mexico. If anything, English scholar Rookh Kshatriya in his recent article Repression, Freedom and the Mexicatl One World: Aztec Thoughts on the Anglobitch Thesis shows how far the Western man has fallen when one compares and contrasts today’s America with the past glory of masculine cultures.

Aztec culture is gallant, manly and virile, without a trace of feminist misandry or female ‘appeasement’. This ‘masculine’ civilization flourishes because Aztec culture is entirely free of sexual repression. Consequently, women have no intrinsic status in ancient Mexico, beyond their social birth-class. This shows us that feminism does not – indeed, can not – exist in a truly liberated culture. When sex has scarcity value it becomes a sacrament bestowed by women on males, thereby creating a misandrist climate that permits both the rise of feminism and the marginalization of men.

Interestingly, echoes of this sexual paradise for men exist to this day in the Caribbean, but local women are adopting the Western Sickness more and more as tourism increases on the island.

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Sex isn’t a “sacrament” bestowed on lucky men by holier than thou women in many world cultures

A Life of Sexual Liberation – For Men This Time

A man can still live a life of sexual satisfaction – legally – in many parts of the world. Once a man has experienced this type of sexual liberation, a figurative butterfly’s wings have been touched and he will never be able to see a sexually repressed homeland the same way again. Oliver Wendell Holmes put it best:

A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions.

In any case, Gary Jennings’ Aztec, which Kshatriya wrote the linked article about touches on what my life has been like since leaving the dry, dusty snatch of America behind.

Wherever Mixtli travels, fresh young women are available for his sexual entertainment. Every inn on the road has an adjoining whore-house, just as it has beds, drinks and breakfast. A lissom whore is always available, served up like a glass of wine or a hearty meal, an uncomplaining body for men to enjoy. Sickly Anglo repression is utterly absent from the Aztec world – and with it, misandrist feminism of the odious Anglo variety.

Indeed, the sexual bounty I’ve enjoyed since beginning my travels into Latin America – sexual conquests I get for free by the way – makes dealing with or even hearing a cackling Anglobitch an experience that makes me shudder. As an attractive man who is fluent in Spanish, with light hair and blue eyes, I can’t walk outside without being approached by quality women. This is an experience I never had in Anglo America, where I was totally ignored by women and had to compete viciously with other men for attention.

I had some measure of success living this way, if you can call that living, before deciding life was too short to be treated like that by Anglobitches.

On a recent flight over the Christmas holiday, I met a Mexican girl who was 7 months away from becoming a doctor. She was VERY into me, and even slept in my arms on our flight. I got her number but I already have such a thick black book I may never get around to meeting up with her. That simple human interchange is something I thirsted for, for decades back home.

I know the Anglobitch doesn’t like runaway slaves from the plantation. And sooner or later, she’ll have her way and infect this culture I love with her insanity and imperialism. I may not be able to change the future, but I can enjoy what’s available in a culturally diverse world before the coming New World Order monoculture destroys the islands of humanity that are left and turns everyone into consummate consumers.

There’s a troubling question that results from this experience and a glance at history. How in the hell did such a normal, natural part of life like sex become such a sacrament – a “blessing” bestowed on men by women in the minds of millions?

It’s a bizarre situation, really. Sex is everywhere in Anglo culture – on TV, in magazines, online, in the news, on the magazine stand, the topic of discussion and gossip – but Beta males can’t have any of it. Fuck that shit. I’m getting my share while the getting is good.

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Going Galt: A “Mad as Hell” Men’s Revolution

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More than just a caricature of a madman, the character Howard Beale was used to deliver some profound warnings and truths that largely went unheard after the film Network debuted

I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore! That timeless line rang out on silver screens over 40 years ago in the film Network, an Academy Award winning story about a news anchor who loses his mind and starts telling the truth to everyone. He makes a valiant effort to awaken the masses before he is used as a pawn to gain the network high ratings, then is literally killed off by the corporate power structure.

In many ways, I can relate as I’ve done a lesser version of the same thing as the Editor of this publication. I am a former newsman in the mainstream media who saw the evil behind the messaging I was force-feeding to the masses, so I decided to leave that industry at any cost. My mission is to awaken as many men as I can and make them “Mad as Hell” as they should be for what’s being done to them.  I’m doing this with the venture known as The New Modern Man.

My writing could be seen as way of me becoming Howard Beale, minus the insanity. Well, maybe I am a little bit crazy as I know I’m up against forces in the world which regularly create “accidents” and pitfalls for truth tellers. As Waylon Jennings put it, I’ve always been crazy, but it’s kept me from going insane.

The genius of Paddy Chayefsky’s 1976 film is that it resounds 40 years later in 2016. The film was a dire warning about what the end result of generations of mass media brainwashing would be. The first Howard Beale monologue reads like it was written by the modern day manosphere, rather than in 1976.

I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be.

It’s amazing how prescient the preceding part of the monologue was, as we have seen all those things happening in the past decade. What’s more, Ghosting MGTOWs and men Going Galt were foreshadowed.

We know things are bad — worse than bad. They’re crazy. It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is: “Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.”

Enter the truth tellers who are trying to awaken men to the realities of their coming enslavement before it’s too late!

Well, I’m not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get MAD! I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot — I don’t want you to write to your congressman, because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad.

Indeed, getting mad then acting upon that anger in a positive way changed my life. It has the power to change other men’s lives, too. The mission of this humble outpost, like so many other men’s blogs can be boiled down to this statement – we are encouraging men to collectively say:

I’m a human being, goddammit! My life has value!

What a powerful statement. It’s one men the world over need to realize. We are human beings, goddamit! Our lives have value!

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Behold: The sexually ambiguous, tatted up, man-woman that is a product of feminism. Do you want more of this, or less of it?

Men’s Lives Have Value

What a bold and terrifying thing for those who make their living and their fortunes on our backs, and for those who profit from the $50 billion a year frivorce industry. Men, en masse realizing the value of their lives and their labor and choosing to invest them as we see appropriate.

We are not pawns in a gynocentric game, used to power rampant female materialism and consumerism while literally being enslaved by the court system to pay women for the rest of our lives with alimony and divorce settlements. We are not going to allow ourselves to be reduced to mere sperm donors as women claim all rights to the next generation via the force of the government mafia, and we are relegated to enslavement by the child support system.

This is why men should Go Galt until the value of our lives is recognized by women and the system. Our labor and our contributions to society measured in everything from tax dollars to ingenuity go unnoticed and unappreciated by both women and the system, that is, until they’re gone.

Don’t know what you’ve got, until it’s gone.

The price of our participation in the Ponzi scheme known as civilization is that we are afforded meaningful roles in society, and that we’re not treated as utility objects to be used and discarded by women and the State. Also, our sexual needs must be fulfilled, as sex is one of the most basic instincts and requirements of Maslow’s Hierarchy. Relegating men to sexless lives is inhumane.

For many of us, realizing how used and abused men are by a gynocentric society was enough to make us seek out happier and more fulfilling lives in diverse cultures abroad. Others are deciding to go hang out poolside. And many more are still unawakened.

The power of the manosphere will come from it causing action and reaction to the injustices men are dealt on a regular basis in Anglo America and Western Europe. We encourage men to Go Galt if they believe their participation fails a personal cost-benefit analysis. We encourage men to walk off the Anglobitch’s plantation. We encourage men to rediscover minimalism and realize consumerism will never fulfill them with its extrinsic goals. We try to enlighten them to the fact their money and their labor go farther elsewhere in the world than in the ungrateful Anglo American society of today. We encourage them to pursue their own goals and ambitions in life rather than the ones programmed into them by a system designed to exploit them.

This simple treatise is enough to cause an entire men’s revolution is enough souls are awakened by it. The alternative will be to sit idly by while everything that makes life worth living as a man is taken away.

Men don’t whine, bitch and moan and form support groups and play the greivance racket like women. We assess the situation and take action. Which is what Going Galt is all about. Boldly getting up from the poker table and walking out the door once we learn the table is tilted and the game is rigged, and we are only human batteries used to power the excesses and ridiculousness of the game.

Are you mad as hell yet?

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Only A Piss Weak Culture Worships Actors

Hollyweird is represents the piss weak culture Anglo America has turned into

Hollyweird worship represents the piss weak culture Anglo America has turned into

Welcome Jack Ronin from The Savage Lifestyle to The New Modern Man team! He’ll be contributing weekly articles to the blog.


A man in his most natural state trusts his instincts. When he looks forward in the mists of his dreams he sees only himself.

For he must survive.  He must breathe, slay and conquer, begetting heirs to his throne.

On this wicked, this unforgiving earth mere chance or some cruel punishment sentenced us here. So the savage men of old knew the score. They hacked their way through this frigid bitch mother earth and raised spires that reached to the mother fucking sky.

From the very moment they were pulled from the womb, a merciless earth was there to greet them.  A vicious crucible to test their hearts.  Only the strong, only the most resilient and stout did claim thrones of their own.  Asking no one’s god damn permission and showing absolutely zero fucking mercy they took it.

Why?

Because no mercy and no reprieve from the open arms of the Reaper was ever bestowed upon them.  They looked to the sky and across the sea, the great wide blue and beyond.  Across the cresting waves and blazing high above the clouds they saw immortality.  In those sparkling stars and shooting mysteries they saw themselves.  The gods they worshiped reflected the most beautifully brave and terribly strong avatars of themselves.  Those who had ascended to astral planes now shining back to us, beckoning the brave forward and upward.  This was the direction of their hearts. Forward across the limitless sea. Upward to the sky.  Ascending to heights unimaginable, whom the weak would scoff and proclaim impossible.  They worshiped the Sun and it’s massive power to both sustain and purify the earth with light and heat.  Our ancestors had a fire inside like the shining Sun.

How far and how low we have fallen.

A Feminized World

From the heights of the stars to the lunar eclipse of a dark and dreadful nightmare have we found ourselves.  We live in a feminized, conformist hive mind.  A giant, STD stricken vagina.  Meat flaps open wide to welcome the refuse of the earth.  Faggots roam the streets holding multi colored dildos.  They are showered with praise and attention while the HIV erodes their diseased bodies.  A virus received with delight through their now prolapsed anuses.

We live in a culture which hoists the weakest and most degenerate of us on a pedestal and demands the strong to pay tribute.  We sit in front of a programming device at all times taking in all the poisoning and all the mental feces our decaying brains can possibly hold.

Our heroes are celebrities and our idols are actors.

People who get paid to play pretend are venerated like saints and demi gods.  Worshiped by every pozzed out faggot in this steaming pile of shit which was once the west.  At the feet of a faker the masses sit and hear infantile opinions attaching all their pathetic hopes and deranged dreams.

What Is An Actor?

Nothing more than a professional poseur, a liar and deceiver.  A petulant child who still plays dress up and make believe.  That the majority of our culture places such profound reverence for a pathetic profession like that is enough to completely turn villain against the prevailing orthodoxy.

The weak, entropic and filthy masses look upon these imbeciles and swear they just saw Jesus/Bhudda/Baal or whoever the fuck.  The actor being such a good faker and the degenerate masses savoring the shallow facade so gratuitously is a sight worthy of total contempt by any men who still breathe.

When society was right and orderly the actor was held in such lack of respect they were not even given gravestones.  To an upright and upward striving people the actor is seen by their true colors.  A wandering vagabond and parasite that has no skills to offer.  Only to prance around and play a game of make believe.  He has never done anything significant.  Not scaled any mountains, not felled towering foes, not crossed black seas.  He has pretended that he has though.  You paid to see him do it.

Why?

Because a frail and feminized people have not the balls nor the will to achieve for themselves.  They pay to leech emotional power from the lowly actor who at best can conjure these emotions in the hearts and minds of utter weaklings.

The Cold Truth About Actors

Roosh’s article about a cult running Hollywood has documented some very sinister implications for the whole of the western entertainment industry.  These actors are often used as fuck toys for the faggot elites.  They often have been raped or traumatized early in their lives.  Corey Feldman, 80’s child actor admitted in an interview people fucked him and others as a boy in the acting business.  Bryan Singer who produced recent X-Men movies was outed as a boy fucker who raped a 16 yr old.  The Miley Cyrus derangement was planned just like the rise of that filthy whore madonna.

It has been proven that those who suffer from Dissociative Identity Disorder(DID), formerly known as Multiple Personality Disorder have received serious trauma(s) like rape early in their lives.  This is the kind of person worshiped in our piss weak culture.  Brain dead slaves praising abused, deranged kids and their molesters.

Time to pull the plug you fucking degenerates.

The feminine lunar eclipse will not block the searing light of the Sun forever.  All that has been occurring in our society is known by occultist’s as the Left Hand path and is a utilization of the feminine principle.  The principle of chaos.

Western male, savage men are coming to a place near you.

Turn Your Fucking TV’s Off

The television has been such an effective device for mind control that the masses do not even think twice about having at least one in every room of their homes.  While daddy and mommy watch some degenerate filth in one room, their kids are groomed for a life of perversity in another.  The TV is their real father, mother and life instructor.  An unholy altar placed in every home to enslave witless fools and their beleaguered children.

The destructive effects of tv has been documented on this very site as well as my own.  You can read about the history and some of the science behind the mind control techniques here.

With minimal searching online one can find a plethora of information on this topic.

Stop allowing yourselves to be programmed and poisoned like some cursed faggot blindly clamoring for their day of extinction.  When the fires of righteous men blaze down like the furious Sun and burn away all the lies and all the diseased.

Give to shallow actors all they deserve.  Your naked contempt and the spit out of your mouth.

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Paging Dr. Freud, Your Penis Envy Theory Is Once Again Verified

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Yet more evidence American women want to be just like men instead of just like women – new plastic penis equivalents allow YouGoGrrls to pee standing up

If ever there was any doubt about the validity of Freud’s Penis Envy theory – beyond the fact it has been one of the driving forces behind a consumer economy for a century and Western women routinely try to act like, compete with, and displace men from their roles in society – here’s unmistakable confirmation.

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K-selected white women struggle the most with their femininity – no surprise they’re featured in advertising for the product

In an androgynous twist on the YouGoGrrl™ mantra, there’s a company now making it possible for women to pee as if they had their own penis. The Go Girl promises to free women from taking life sitting down. Now, instead of popping a squat they can stand up and pee. Take that, evil men!

Unsurprisingly, it’s a white girl trying on her new appendage in the promotional photo. Anglo women were the genesis of today’s rabid feminism, after all, and are the most vocal haters of men out there among the world’s major cultures. They’re also the most ashamed of anything traditionally associated with being female, so a plastic pee pee is a natural fit for them.

Think it’s just a fringe device? Wrong. Walmart, the nation’s biggest retailer sells them for under $10 and it’s rated 4 out of 5 stars by women who have bought them on the company’s web site.

For those unacquainted with Freud’s theory, here’s a little background:

In a 1933 lecture simply titled “Femininity,” Freud said that women become envious of penises at a young age, when they realize boys derive more sexual pleasure from their penises than girls do from their own sexual organs. Freud said this penis envy grows over time and manifests in a daughter’s love for her father and the desire to give birth to a son, because those are as close as a woman can get to having a penis of her own.

Since Anglo women no longer give birth in numbers sufficient to sustain the population, the last sentence of the above paragraph can be revised. Now a Go Girl is the closest a YouGoGrrl can get to having a penis of her own, rather than a pesky son who would only take away from her ability to spend lavishly. That is, without having a dick physically sewn on at a genital mutilator/sex change doctor.

It’s a topsy-turvy world with all this social engineering.

An already androgynous America just got a little more confusing as women are not only embarrassed to be maternal, feminine, and kind in the 21st century, they’re now making strides towards having their very own penis. And men are encouraged to sit down instead of  standing up when they go potty.

Plastic penises like the Go Girl help promote the androgyny agenda as forces are already at work to completely eliminate primary and secondary sexual characteristics in the West, turning us all into sexless pods.

Arguments about hygiene – i.e. not having to sit down on a toilet seat are immediately dismissable as women who use this product are carrying around plastic soaked in urine in their pocketbooks, man bags, or whatever else they’re using as a tote for the device. Either that or they’re dropping ten bucks every time they take a piss and creating an inordinate amount of environmental waste, proving our “women are consummate materialists and environmental destroyers” hypothesis correct.

What a fucked up society. See why I left? And don’t want to come back.

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