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How Does She Benefit Me?

Sensual beautiful young couple is having sex on bed

It’s time for men to start asking a question females always have on their minds

It’s a well-established fact women only see men as meal tickets, disposable utility and success objects, and entertainers. Hypergamy – the fact women only look upward in status when dating and marrying –  results from this aforementioned aspect of female psychology.

Women always ask themselves, whether consciously or unconsciously: How does this man benefit me? Unfortunately, most men are all too willing to be used and objectified in this manner. Weak or unawakened men try to bend themselves into a pretzel to make themselves beneficial to women then act surprised when they wind up used.

Beta males/White Knights, and those lower in the Socio-Sexual Hierarchy are always willing to appease women, turning themselves into the human equivalent of an overeager Chihuahua puppy wagging its tail, barking, and staring because his master has a fresh piece of red meat in his hand. Women dangle the figurative red meat known as their sexuality in front of hungry eyes to get what they want, then never give the poor bastard the reward. Or, only let him taste it while cruelly removing the treat from his mouth at a later date.

The awakened, reformed man (or a natural Sigma/Alpha) doesn’t behave like the Chihuahua. For those still going through the painful initial stages of reform after swallowing the Red Pill, here’s some advice.

Always ask yourself the same question women ask themselves: How does she benefit me? This is really the only way to look at women, as lots of experience with them will teach a man they’re more base, animalistic, and less evolved than he is. In many ways, they’re prototype humans, and men are the finished product.

Hardly the goddesses this culture proclaims them to be, underneath the well-practiced exterior façade you’ll find a creature that thinks only of itself, its pleasure and its material well-being. Male traits like ingenuity, loyalty, self-sacrifice and searching for intrinsic happiness (the opposite of materialism) are not a language it speaks.

The problem, when men ask themselves “How does she benefit me?” is modern Anglo women provide very few benefits and a whole lotta baggage. Mountains of cellulite, emotional manipulation, financial exploitation, and other baggage. Let’s go over some of their benefits:

  • Sex (Except when she’s “not in the mood”)
  • Subpar companionship

Now let’s go over some of their baggage:

  • Frivorce
  • Child support penury
  • Alimony (All The Money as Robin Williams called it)
  • High divorce rate
  • Statistically sterile i.e. doesn’t want or like children
  • Solipsism
  • Victim mentality
  • Gossip
  • Predatory nature (Women hunt men, men hunt resources)
  • Uninteresting personalities
  • Bitchy
  • Glib
  • Superficial/shallow personalities
  • Materialistic (Madonna’s smash hit Material Girl nailed female nature)
  • Flighty
  • Disloyal
  • Legally superior to men in the court system
  • Doesn’t know how to cook
  • Often has manly personality characteristics
  • Doesn’t like being a woman
  • Bleached/technicolor hair
  • 2/3 are overweight or obese
  • Has had more wieners than the Oscar Meyer truck
  • Doesn’t date/marry across or down in status, only up

Frankly, this is why bills legalizing prostitution need to be passed yesterday in Anglo American legislatures. That’s way too much bullshit for the average man to put up with for a few minutes of sexual pleasure every few days. Renting consensual sex between two willing adults lets men get subpar companionship and sex without taking on all the baggage that comes with today’s female. Nevada is apparently the only state in the union that realizes this.

What is sex doing on the black market anyway? Why must this culture hide the world’s oldest profession and oppress heterosexual men?

Beyond legalizing the sex trade, the awakened man will begin to look at women differently when he sees there’s much more than meets the eye that comes with the Anglo female package – that may be pleasing to the eye and the penis – but detrimental to every other aspect of his life. He begins to realize what horrible deals most men accept and what horrible treatment they accept from women to temporarily be entertainers and success objects in their lives.

The short answer to the question “How does she benefit me?” or “What does she have to offer?” is: Not much, brother. Since the sexual devolution, women are free to roam the landscape as predators of men with impunity. There are no longer cultural or legal consequences for women completely exploiting men in this day and age.

Each instance is met with a vapid “YouGoGrrl!”

Sure, Game might get you inside the love box, but you had better know what you’re dealing with. A man that practices Game must never allow himself to fall in love or become deluded with the fantasy he can practice Game well enough to keep her around. Because, sooner or later he will slip up or grow tired of constantly putting her in her place and dealing with her drama. It’s at that point he’ll be put through the emotional, legal, and financial meat grinder.

As has been said before at TNMM, the true irony of feminism and the sexual devolution is it turned women into the sex objects they purportedly can’t stand being. All without women even realizing it. What a paradox!

Since their “magical” wet hole is all modern Anglo women are good for after feminism wrecked any other value they might provide, men need to ask themselves questions like: Would she give good head? Would she ride me good when she’s on top? Could I stand being around her longer than a couple of hours? If she’s drinking, does her bitch shield get turned down to DEFCON 3? Do not ask: What could I do to benefit her?

If you want a woman that brings a little more than a vagina and a list of demands to the table, better look somewhere else. Or, reform this insane culture. Good luck with that.

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“I’m Not Interested in Sex”


Let the light shine on you by totally ignoring shit tests like this one

“I’m not interested in sex.”

I love hearing that line from women who are talking to me. Because it usually means I’m about to get laid.

Just last week, when I was in Playa del Carmen, Mexico enjoying myself, I met a hot ass Mexican girl (light skinned Castiza, SMV 8 or 9, seriously this girl was put together) who immediately dropped that line as soon as we started talking. I just looked her right in the eye and smiled. Didn’t say a word.

I knew sex was on her mind.

It wasn’t long, after a couple of excellent margaritas on Quinta Avenue and my well-rehearsed cocky/funny act I moved her seat closer to me. Told her I wanted to sit closer to her. Didn’t ASK her. TOLD her.

Remember guys, so much of attracting a female depends on your frame.

Next thing I knew she was telling me how much she loved my blue eyes. Then she said she wanted to kiss me. Less than five minutes later we were sucking face. Then she was kissing my neck and ear. I push/pulled her for a little while. We walked around.

Of course, when I invited her back to the apartment I had rented for the week it wasn’t long before was was on top of me riding me like a vaquero (cowboy). We had an encore the next night, and the second time I made sure I bred that pussy good. It’s my signature move. I enjoy dropping a load of vanilla cream in a bitch.

I know, I know about the risks and all that. You do what excites you. I’ll do what excites me.

I told you all that to tell you this. If we’ve said it once in the manosphere, we’ve said it a thousand times. Never listen to what a girl says, watch what she does. Have frame. Be strong. Be bold. Be daring. Be an asshole.

And watch those panties drop.

I really outdid myself on this mini-vacation of a week in Mexico. I mean this chick was top notch, and that’s not including the other 3 or 4 girls I banged that week. The more women you go through, the better you’ll get with them.

But the less you’ll like them once you see what their psychology is made of. Just so you know.

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The Freak Show That is Online Dating in America

Hot Summer Forecast For The UK

Don’t even message me unless you are 6’4″ and make six figures!

Entitlement runs deep in Anglo America.

Install a couple of dating apps on your phone and take a look at the dating pool. Half the women on an app like POF or Badoo are obese. Most (including the fatties) make up stupid rules and throw out hoops for thirsty Betas to jump through. Almost all of them have an attitude, as if they possess something truly remarkable to dangle over men’s heads: a vagina. Wow!

Then, peruse the profiles. Get ready for an overdose of pablum like this as women boldly state what they demand from you inferior males.

  • No time for BS.
  • Don’t message me looking for sex.
  • Here are my rules.
  • I don’t like most guys, but…
  • I love to laugh. (Who doesn’t?)

Contrast this with the dating scene in virtually any other country. Women simply don’t act this way. They have class and charm, even if we all know in the back of our minds it’s only because that behavior is foisted upon them by their culture.

Culture, or lack thereof, what’s to blame for the abysmal dating scene in Anglo world. We’ve written about rampant Puritanism morphing into feminism and other social pathologies in modern times. Look up my article detailing that for the downlow of how that culture screwed men.

Since the social fabric of the nation has been atomized by everything from feminism to wage slavery and a work obsession that consumes virtually every moment of life, more people than ever are using dating apps. One reporter writes:

15% of Americans have used online dating websites or mobile applications, according to Pew Research Center. Usage by college students, primarily ages 18 to 24, has tripled in the past three years, and usage by Americans ages 55 to 64 has doubled.

That figure of 15% seems like a low estimate. People have no other way to meet each other in a culture that does nothing but mindlessly work, eat out, and consume material items. There’s no dancing at night as there is in the innumerable discotecas in Latin America. There’s the threat of DUI if one goes out to a bar and drinks. Women, quite frankly, act like total bitches in Anglo America. So, they’re unapproachable for most men at the supermarket or elsewhere. (That’s just not the case with women everywhere else I travel.)

But, let’s say you do get a date from one of the dating apps. It’s on to the dinnerview, where your catch of the day (more like your catfish) puts you through more rigorous testing. The Maverick Traveler touches on a theme that is quite common in this declining culture: The Competitive Conversation. Or what he calls The Culture of Endless Discussion and Debate.

Can you imagine sitting across the table at a bar from a sexy Brazilian or Colombian or Russian girl and having a rather serious and formal conversation about some sexual topic? Of course not. You’re a man. She’s a woman. It’s been established that you both like each other. You’re not on some public talk show on primetime TV. So, why keep it politically correct and continue discussing the pros and cons of some mundane topic?

Ha. That’s very true. I’ve never had to do a dinnerview with a foreign girl, or act like we are discussing matters on Oprah in Latin America or Asia. The entire premise of dating to relax and enjoy one another’s company has been lost in America. Much like the competitive conversation, the object has become not talking to enjoy the discussion, but to see who can dominate the other person.

Dating is much the same way. It’s about who can “win” the relationship.

When a man enters the world of online dating, he can expect even the most homely chicks to throw an outrageous list of demands at him and offer virtually nothing in return. Why do they act like this? My personal experience has convinced me its because there are hordes of supplicating men out there willing to do all those things for female entertainment. They just expect men to be weak and yield to their demands.

I met a stripper not long ago who told me of a Beta who was PAYING FOR HER $10,000 SURGERY just because she is fucking the guy. Holy hell. We are in a lot of trouble with these thirsty, thirsty Betas. I got her number that night and tapped for free what he’s paying for. LOLOLOLOL.

So, I told you all that to tell you this. Online dating is terrible in America. But if a man comports himself with enough class yet assholery and knows how to show off “interesting” photos, he will get some action online. I’ve had women with the laundry lists of demands sending me sexy pics after only a few minutes of conversation.

But, every time I’m home, I’m reminded of why I wanted to leave so bad every time I swipe left or right. This isn’t a culture anymore. I don’t know what it is other than a freak show.

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Bros Before Hos


When will guys learn? Bros before hos!

It’s happened yet again.

A friend of mine is shunning me as I return home for a short visit before heading back out on the road again. I want to hang out and he’s gone into radio silence mode, not answering my texts. But why? He’s come under the influence of an aging Anglobitch, and she’s manipulating him is my educated guess.  Let’s call my friend Joe for the purposes of this article.

Joe’s ho sees me as a threat to her schemes and her cushy lifestyle living in his house.

Here’s a little background about Joe’s this “catch of the day” that should be thrown back into the water, in my opinion. She has a couple of kids, and is splatting into The Wall even as we speak. Interestingly, she does not have custody of her kids. Immediately, alarm bells should be going off in any man’s head when this fact reveals itself.

She has nowhere else to go. Her options are running out. She’s got the “good girl” act going on but I’ve been around her enough times to know she would immediately revert back into wanton harlot mode around any combination of bad boys.

How can I say that?

In short, I just know white chicks all to well. That’s why I won’t have anything to do with them beyond pump and dumps. Just before I dropped her to run off to the Caribbean, I was fucking a 22 year old white girl (I’m pushing 40) who tried to lasso me into a shotgun marriage with constant talk about me knocking her up. She took out her IUD. She wanted me to shoot loads in her. She openly displayed baby rabies by shoving Facebook baby pics in my face 24/7. But I dodged the bullet. She’s now married to some dumb fuck. Haha. But I digress.

In short, based on a lifetime of observation and experience of women, my analysis is Joe’s ho has got herself a nice meal ticket (a place to stay, so she don’t have to live with mommy and daddy at age 35) and I pose a grave threat to her arrangement as I not only encourage my all friends to live a lifestyle with prettier, sweeter, thinner women without baggage, I am a walking advertisement for HOW to do it.

And she has seen my success in action. She’s seen photos of the girls I bang from all over the world. I must scare this girl to death.

I have no doubt Joe will stop shunning me after this chick monkey branches to another unfortunate soul she thinks she can get the infamous Bigger, Better Deal out of. But it just sucks that a guy who has been frivorce raped is allowing a post-expiration date chick to yet again assume unwarranted influence over his life. He’s supposed to know better!

Bros before hos!

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The Tables Have Turned: My Transition from Beta Bucks to Alpha Fucks Guy


Just closed out a week which ended as me being the Alpha Fucks guy while another guy pays my hot Thai friend’s bills

For all the scorn heaped upon those of us in the manosphere, the more I live the Red Pill truth the more I know how right we are when we write The Truth About Women and the World. Few may know I take no pleasure in writing about the topics I write about, and wish relations between the sexes weren’t so fucked up in the Anglosphere.

But I gotta call ’em like I see ’em.

Otherwise I’d be as worthless as the “nice” boys and girls in cheap suits with pancake makeup and egg on their faces who work at CNN down in Atlanta, and other institutions of mythmaking in the Machiavellian world we live in.

But I’m into truth-telling rather than sophistry so here it is: Chicks dig jerks. And they can’t resist assholes.

By studying and applying the romantic arts for several years, I have lived an amazing transformation. I’ve gone from a Beta nice guy in my 20s who constantly got used and abused by women to a guy who often goes through 4 or 5 different chicks in a week. It’s amazing what a man can pull off once he discovers what makes women tick.

My latest success has been becoming the Alpha Fucks guy for a hot Asian girl while Beta Bucks guy pays her bills. Here are two stories illustrating my transformation.


Don’t be Free Dinner Guy, be Uninhibited Sex guy

A Decade Ago: Free Dinner Guy

Yep, I was that guy. I would work so hard to get a woman to go out on a dinner date with me, and spend money I didn’t have on nice meals in restaurants and movies and other entertainment.

My goal was to show women what a great guy I was. And I was the textbook definition of a great guy: attractive, well-studied, liberal (at the time), hard-working, and respectful of women. I was the type of guy women would go on Oprah and claim they wanted while secretly riding the cock carousel with bad boys.

I followed the script of what women say they want in a man: a nice guy who treats them like a princess and caters to their every whim. Opening doors, talking about “safe” topics, not rushing them for sex or commitment.

After dropping $50 to $75 of money I didn’t really have as a poor as fuck, first generation college student with two jobs and a broken down car, I then would have to go home alone and have to rub one out a good 75% or more of the time.

Meantime, a degenerate would end up tapping for free what I was trying to woo with entertainments I couldn’t afford. I wasn’t completely incel, but I paid for a lot of dates for women who were frigid with me, and was the epitome of the AFC (average frustrated chump) in my college years.

Do not be this guy!

I’ve seen it go on my entire life. I know Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks is what women do. It’s just as natural for the human female to behave this way as it is for the female Black Widow to kill and consume the male once she’s finished extracting his sperm for the next generation of little baby spiders.

Don’t question it. Just accept it for what it is, lamentable as it may be.


The tables have turned, now I hit that instead of paying for that

Today: Alpha Fucks Guy

Now, as a man who can’t stand liberals or anything they stand for, a guy who does what he wants when he wants, I can’t keep women off me.

I started last week off banging a black stripper in Chicago who was enraptured by my zero fucks given attitude, travel stories from all over America and different parts of the world, and the fact I was straight up with her from the get go that I wanted nothing but no strings attached fun. She also loved the fact I only work half the time and spend the rest of my time partying my ass off.

I was blunt as a spoon, alternating between being and asshole and Mr. Carefree.

I looked this girl in the eye and told her I’m not like the typical men that come in your strip club, empty their wallet and get nothing in return. We talked for hours that night as she abandoned the very Beta acting clients who inhabited the club. I felt bad for these guys as they were reeking of sexual thirst.

Long story short, we ended up at her place and she started the festivities off by giving me oral delights most men dare not dream of. For free, I might add. This girl had a mouth that might as well have been cocaine. It was incredible. We then banged in every position imaginable (her on top first) before I left her worn out and with a cooch full of seed.

That’s only the warm-up. Since Chicago, I’ve been in Thailand the rest of the week enjoying the company of two Thai girls: one who was stuck on me like white on rice from the time we met, and a second party girl who had a boyfriend but let me hit it anyway.

But even that’s not the best I have to offer.

A Thai girl I’ve been friends with for years currently has a man from Australia paying for her every expense, and is not giving him any sex in return! I know this is a fact, as I am quite familiar with this girl’s entire sexual history.

This chick knows I bang other girls and that I am “in demand” so to speak. She practically came running to my door once she knew I was back in town.

I didn’t even have to ask and she started getting naked for me after we talked for a few minutes in my room. Bear in mind this girl is at least a SMV 8 and can have any farang she wants. And these guys will pay her for the experience while I will not.

But she chooses me, and is letting me be the Alpha Fucks guy tapping for free what the other guy can’t get even though he’s paying for it. Best of all, she’s not the typical bar girl as she is a kept woman, and I know from friends or “spies” she doesn’t go out partying. She stays home and is one of the more traditional Thai girls.

Which makes the conquest all the better.


Don’t let the haters throw you off your Game

Final Thoughts

So, when detractors, haters, and other sorts of miscreants come into the manosphere and onto The New Modern Man trying to muddy the waters and negate the inconvenient truths we are writing here, I can confidently say they’re entirely full of shit.

I have lived the transformation from Beta Bucks to Alpha Fucks guy. And my goal is to make other men slayers of poon with little life lessons like this one.

Guys, the most important thing you can do is focus completely and entirely on yourself and your wants. This, more than anything else is an intoxicating musk to the female psyche as I’ve seen with the small harem I’ve went through just in the past week. It pays to be the opposite of everything women say they want in a man.

The alternative would be to go back and live life as a Nice Guy. I did that already. Now I’m living life as the bad guy. And it’s just divine.

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