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In 2010 I started being hyper-social and leveraging the parties and other socials I was being invited to, to begin having ONS and even keeping one or another irregular FB. 2012 was the last year I played video games.
In 2014, when I dropped gin and getting drunk, powerlifting began to transform me from an office-desk-dwelling, nonionizing radiation LCD static-imbibing, sugar-consuming, nervous wreck of a weakling, to a calm, strong, steady, masculine man.
Additionally, I started being more selective about the movies I was watching.
I realized then that there was a mismatch between the man I wanted to be and the "men" portrayed in the vast majority of TV shows and movies coming out in this day and age. (I remember turning to a girl I was fucking who wanted to watch House of Cards (back then the show was in its infancy) after about 20 minutes of the first episode and telling her: "but this woman (Robin Wright) acts like a man, and this man (Kevin Spacey) acts like a woman...").
2016 was the last time that I ventured to read articles about "manspreading" and other inane concepts - articles that I'd stumbled upon accidentally. I still watched a Netflix TV show that year called Marco Polo about Genghis Khan, thinking this could potentially provide me with a solid set of masculine role models, only to later discover that one of the lead male characters in the series' story loved taking it up the ass...
In 2017 I got a projector and used it to watch John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, Marlon Brando, Sean Connery, and other classics. Before I canceled my subscription to The Economist (the newsmagazine was taken over by an Australian or kiwi feminist lady), it was stating that the first James Bond films were misogynistic.
In late 2020 and early 2021 I went through a Japan phase, and was having buddies over to watch those epic old-school black-and-white samurai flicks.
More recently (September and October 2021) I buckled and went to watch, in rapid succession, at the theatres, Dune, No Time To Die, The Last Duel, and The French Dispatch.
I'd now like to quickly dissect these movies in turn, and then tie what I saw in each of them to what I've noticed seems to be the zeitgeist in the West.
1. Dune - whereas the novel places heavy emphasis on the main character's hero's journey to discover his calling and assume the mantle of leadership and its associated responsibilities, the 2021 part 1 flick by Denis de Villeneuve presents us with a frail weakling in the title role, who flails about wailing, and who is "suddenly" the man, with no hero's journey whatsoever.
2. No Time To Die - this is perhaps the first James Bond film where Bond doesn't sleep with anyone. We're treated to a soap opera about his feelings for a girl he'd shagged in some previous installment of the franchise.
3. The Last Duel - being a history buff, and particularly passionate about the Medieval period, and having watched what looked like a promising trailer, imagine my surprise when, sitting in the theatre, I realized this movie was simply an anti-male statement from start to finish, calling our ancestors a bunch of primitive barbarians - who ate meat, of all crimes! - and who loved butchering each other and raping women.
The movie tends to the notion that sex initiated by a man with a woman is basically rape. And of course purports that women were oppressed rape victims throughout history until the present day, when the progressives have finally given women rights (as if feminism, as Chase has convincingly shown, hadn't already existed in ancient civilizations, when they entered periods of decline).
All this movie does is throw fuel on the fire of this mind virus that seems to have infected everyone of a permanent trench war between men and women.
4. The French Dispatch - I liked Hotel Budapest from Wes Anderson and thought this would be a similar treat. Dispatch is basically more of this progressive trash - the same actor from Dune is one of the main characters in one of the short stories displayed, and he's, again, a frail weakling who gets outframed at every possible moment by a masculine girl who walks around with a motorcycle helmet and who then orders him to "take off his clothes" after driving him on her motorcycle to her apartment.
Before that, this dude (who is in high school) has sex with a 50+ year old lady (????)
And, of course, one of the main characters in another of the short stories is a homosexual, and one side character is a transsexual, etc. etc.
A movie I enjoyed much more was one Chase recommended, called The Moon is Blue, from the 1950s. And now I'm loving The Fountainhead, a novel recommended by Skills. I had read Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged and also been awestruck by her magisterial writing, and love how the title character in Fountainhead, Howard Roark, has a strong frame, and is a pure alpha male.
Concluding Thoughts
It strikes me that middle-class office life and its associated rituals is a tough environment for a man to achieve his full masculine potential in. In order to thrive in these conditions, a guy has to basically refrain from touching any female colleague (even something as innocent as placing a hand on a shoulder), refrain from watching the bulk of the movies and TV shows coming out, watch what "news" he reads, and find other ways (hobbies, organizing and attending socials, etc.) to meet women.
In 2014, when I dropped gin and getting drunk, powerlifting began to transform me from an office-desk-dwelling, nonionizing radiation LCD static-imbibing, sugar-consuming, nervous wreck of a weakling, to a calm, strong, steady, masculine man.
Additionally, I started being more selective about the movies I was watching.
I realized then that there was a mismatch between the man I wanted to be and the "men" portrayed in the vast majority of TV shows and movies coming out in this day and age. (I remember turning to a girl I was fucking who wanted to watch House of Cards (back then the show was in its infancy) after about 20 minutes of the first episode and telling her: "but this woman (Robin Wright) acts like a man, and this man (Kevin Spacey) acts like a woman...").
2016 was the last time that I ventured to read articles about "manspreading" and other inane concepts - articles that I'd stumbled upon accidentally. I still watched a Netflix TV show that year called Marco Polo about Genghis Khan, thinking this could potentially provide me with a solid set of masculine role models, only to later discover that one of the lead male characters in the series' story loved taking it up the ass...
In 2017 I got a projector and used it to watch John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, Marlon Brando, Sean Connery, and other classics. Before I canceled my subscription to The Economist (the newsmagazine was taken over by an Australian or kiwi feminist lady), it was stating that the first James Bond films were misogynistic.
In late 2020 and early 2021 I went through a Japan phase, and was having buddies over to watch those epic old-school black-and-white samurai flicks.
More recently (September and October 2021) I buckled and went to watch, in rapid succession, at the theatres, Dune, No Time To Die, The Last Duel, and The French Dispatch.
I'd now like to quickly dissect these movies in turn, and then tie what I saw in each of them to what I've noticed seems to be the zeitgeist in the West.
1. Dune - whereas the novel places heavy emphasis on the main character's hero's journey to discover his calling and assume the mantle of leadership and its associated responsibilities, the 2021 part 1 flick by Denis de Villeneuve presents us with a frail weakling in the title role, who flails about wailing, and who is "suddenly" the man, with no hero's journey whatsoever.
2. No Time To Die - this is perhaps the first James Bond film where Bond doesn't sleep with anyone. We're treated to a soap opera about his feelings for a girl he'd shagged in some previous installment of the franchise.
3. The Last Duel - being a history buff, and particularly passionate about the Medieval period, and having watched what looked like a promising trailer, imagine my surprise when, sitting in the theatre, I realized this movie was simply an anti-male statement from start to finish, calling our ancestors a bunch of primitive barbarians - who ate meat, of all crimes! - and who loved butchering each other and raping women.
The movie tends to the notion that sex initiated by a man with a woman is basically rape. And of course purports that women were oppressed rape victims throughout history until the present day, when the progressives have finally given women rights (as if feminism, as Chase has convincingly shown, hadn't already existed in ancient civilizations, when they entered periods of decline).
All this movie does is throw fuel on the fire of this mind virus that seems to have infected everyone of a permanent trench war between men and women.
4. The French Dispatch - I liked Hotel Budapest from Wes Anderson and thought this would be a similar treat. Dispatch is basically more of this progressive trash - the same actor from Dune is one of the main characters in one of the short stories displayed, and he's, again, a frail weakling who gets outframed at every possible moment by a masculine girl who walks around with a motorcycle helmet and who then orders him to "take off his clothes" after driving him on her motorcycle to her apartment.
Before that, this dude (who is in high school) has sex with a 50+ year old lady (????)
And, of course, one of the main characters in another of the short stories is a homosexual, and one side character is a transsexual, etc. etc.
A movie I enjoyed much more was one Chase recommended, called The Moon is Blue, from the 1950s. And now I'm loving The Fountainhead, a novel recommended by Skills. I had read Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged and also been awestruck by her magisterial writing, and love how the title character in Fountainhead, Howard Roark, has a strong frame, and is a pure alpha male.
Concluding Thoughts
It strikes me that middle-class office life and its associated rituals is a tough environment for a man to achieve his full masculine potential in. In order to thrive in these conditions, a guy has to basically refrain from touching any female colleague (even something as innocent as placing a hand on a shoulder), refrain from watching the bulk of the movies and TV shows coming out, watch what "news" he reads, and find other ways (hobbies, organizing and attending socials, etc.) to meet women.