MGTOW Voices Men Going Their Own Way http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php Thu, 09 Sep 2010 12:12:47 -0700 60 WWDWYTN:FWO Blog Announcement http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19376
Starting this week, we will be changing the format of the FWO blog somewhat. Each week, we will be posting a different chapter of a new fictional short story by FWO. It?s our sincere hope that this short story will stimulate and encourage the following:

1) Imaginative and creative new ideas about educating men about Misandry/Feminism.
2) Imaginative and creative new forms of media for educating men about Misandry/Feminism.
3) Imaginative and liberating ideas of what is possible in the future.

We will be posting somewhat fewer rants during the posting of the short story, but still posting some rants. Remember to check the FWO blog often, and enjoy the short story.

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From: What American/Western Women Don't Want You To Know]]> Wed, 22 Oct 2008 12:29:00 -0700 19376 EB:Close encounters of the married kind http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19338
"You don't know what I mean, you don't listen. Do you? You don't, you don't. Look, I'll do the same thing, but I'll not do the same thing. Yeah? You have to see it from my point of view. Did it occur to you..."

Then it trailed off as I passed.

Now to be fair, I didn't get the entire context of the conversation, but as I plodded onwards with the woman's blithering fading into the dusk behind me, it occured to me: Holy FUCK! I am so glad I'm single.

Is that what marriage is? Plodding along with some fucking woman dribbling self-contradictorary meanlingless shite at your heels? The guy looked broken down and despaired. Not surprising really. How could he react? Turn on her and tell her to shut up? That's domestic violence. Turn on her and slap her? That's domestic violence. Run away? That's domestic violence too ('emotional neglect') Say he wants a divorce? Bye-bye house, children and future income. He looked broken, resigned and pissed off.

I, on the other hand, gave thanks to fate for not inflicting matrimony upon thyself, and continued to the shop to buy some beers which I would be sharing with a couple of mates who were coming round that evening (one with his X-Box 360 in tow), whilst married-boy there was probably going to spend the evening with soap operas going in one ear and his wife's protracted ravings bludgeoning their way into the other.

These days a single man can embark on a brief stroll to the shops for a few cans of beer and encounter a hair-raising reminder of why he should damn well stay single.

From: Eternal Bachelor]]> Sun, 19 Oct 2008 10:55:00 -0700 19338 EB:Women are all lesbians, according to unattractive men, according to a scary looking woman journo http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19337 Times

In my experience, men always assume women are into them and if not, they assume she must be a lesbian.

Talk about projection. Most guys, when finding and approaching a woman they desire, only to be knocked back, will either change their tact or move on to another equally desirable woman.

On the other hand, as many readers will know, a man rejecting a woman's advances or simply declaring that he's rather happy not being in relationship - as such, rejecting women in a more general sense - will be buried under an avalanche of accusations of gayness, a mixture of shaming language on behalf of women, mixed in with their genuine conviction that any man happy to not be tied to some money-consuming harpy STD-ridden cunt long past her prime is obviously a screaming poof.

From: Eternal Bachelor]]> Sun, 19 Oct 2008 10:34:00 -0700 19337 OS:Hate Bounces http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19330
Part 1

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From: Outcast Superstar]]> Sat, 18 Oct 2008 10:48:00 -0700 19330 OMK:Spring http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19190
What I had more in mind was something more positive - my own foray away from the general current we all tend to get dragged along by if we pay no particular attention to what we are doing with our lives. Like most men, I pretty much accepted the cultural scenery as a given and the rules and customs of our times as something over which we had little control. Also like most men, the idea of Freedom had an irresistible allure to it, but the practise of it seemed nowhere evident. It was as if we in the West sang ourselves to sleep with the lullaby of our freedom, while in reality we were all locked in small cells. With each passing day, it seemed as if Freedom was being stifled, and that even a pretence to it was beginning to be abandoned.

However, I had made a rather critical error in assuming that freedom is, or ever was, possible in a community of people.

Sharing space with others, invariably having priorities of their own, always means a competition of interests is at work. The more people live in close proximity, the more interdependent they become, the less autonomy any one individual has, and ultimately Freedom becomes an ideal, rather than an attainable end. The closest any of us can come to reaching true freedom is to mark out a small space of our own that we allow no other to enter, and to do for ourselves all that is required to sustain our lives in bearable comfort. This is what I set out to do 3 years ago when I closed my office, said my last goodbye to my clients and installed myself in a small cottage far from the noise of traffic deep in the New Zealand bush overlooking the sea.

My plan was a simple one, but an ambitious one as well. I wanted to completely remove myself from dependency of every sort, then having removed every uninvited influence and hold on my life, to then re-engage only in those ways that I had deliberated over and chosen specifically for myself. In this way I could at last claim to be living a deliberate and examined life. I cannot claim to know exactly what it is that propels me to want to do this, given that most people seem settled in whatever places they find themselves, but I can say that I am grateful for its guidance: a life of solitude, reflection and self-reliance seems now to me to be the most natural and satisfying life that I could live. All other modes of living that I have engaged in - active family life, busy professional career, dating and cohabiting with women, the usual ensemble of friends and the social life that goes with them - all seem now to have been stages in a progression toward the completion of the adult self.

There is an honesty that the self demands when there are no others around to deceive, and this constant demand for the truth, day in day out, of one's every motive soon begins to have a positive influence on the mind itself. The practice of self-reliance also asserts this same primacy of truth. No amount of excuse making or finger pointing will disguise the fact that the potatoes haven't been planted, or the tomatoes well-watered. An empty parlour in winter means I didn't take care enough to stock it with the summer's surplus.

Every action of importance has a consequence. Every lie is transparent. Every thought is judged. Every interaction with others reflected upon. And strange as this may seem, after so much scrutiny, a more natural and tranquil personality develops.

It is the springtime that has reminded me of my original purpose, and no doubt it was this very same time of year a full year ago that motivated me to record whatever progress I was making for whomever might be interested in the first place.

Spring here is the most violent and unpredictable season. Right now, rain is driving hard against my window and I can barely see through it more than 100 yards distant. I am in shirt-sleeves, but only an hour ago I was in full winter dress as strong south-westerly breezes brought very cold winds straight off the sea in strong gusts that rocked the house on its foundations. There will be spells later on this afternoon where the rain-clouds will thin, the sun will make an appearance and the spring warmth will see clouds of heavy mist oozing out of the thick bush on the steeper slopes. Already my grape plant is budding, as are the blue-berries and the lemon tree is well into its spring burst of flower, alongside the autumn season's fruit that are now almost orange with ripeness.

My garden beds, all non-existent 3 years ago, are now heaped high with the black, loamy soil of my own making, a product of fallen branches, fern trimmings, all my junk mail, all organic refuge and the fibrous tissue of all the previous year's vegetables. When I first moved here, nothing edible would grow - the ground is naturally a dense clay, hard as concrete in summer and like a thick, heavy porridge in the wetter months. There was no digging or ploughing it. All that I could do was leave the clay undisturbed and cover it with the contents of a few sacks of compost bought at the local garden store, held in place by a few boards standing on their edges and restrained by some bricks. The first year's results from this impromptu garden were so good that I went on to making more beds of the same design, only I resolved to make the soil myself out of all the waste I had at my disposal. It's a peculiar thing that of all the skills I have had to develop, it's the making of rich, fertile soil that I am proudest of.

Other unexpected discoveries have been the wild and unusual plants that have turned out to be far superior in taste and nutritional value than the regular sickly things that I used to buy in super-markets. Wild cresses, carrots, onions and small strawberry like berries abound here, and the cresses in particular prosper throughout the winter months. Sorrel, mustard and chard also grow with no need for care, and having been left to grow and seed on their own accord require no labour of mine other than that needed to pick them.

In tandem with my peculiar variety of foods I?ve also developed a peculiar style of cuisine. Having no other critic but my own taste buds - and they have surprised me in being far more accommodating than I would have thought possible - the food I now serve myself is no longer recognisable to civilised fare. Every now and then when I get called into the city and have to dine out, I wonder how I could ever have eaten what is routinely served up and not noticed how overdone everything is. No doubt any visitor to my humble household would be equally amazed at the savagery of my daily diet. My favourite cooking pleasure is the bread I bake from nothing more than flour, a little salt, baker?s yeast and the soaked grains of the wheat and oats that I grow myself. With a glass of wine, the smell of a freshly baked loaf wafting through my house, the blue of the ocean to contemplate and the song of the warblers, kingfishers and fantails playing at me from the surrounding bush, I am reminded that however much there may be wrong with the world, there?s still plenty right with it as well.

From: One Man's Kingdom]]> Wed, 01 Oct 2008 01:09:00 -0700 19190 EB:Breakfast-time Misandry http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19126
I caught a bit of BBC Breakfast, which used to be an early-morning news show but, being the BBC, is now a big wank-fest hosted by a duo of interchangable manginas and plastic bitches.

I caught a bit of an interview with an Australian guy, and it seemed to be about stereotypes of Australian men or something. Before I caught much of what the Ozzie gentleman had to say, the simpering ponce of a male co-host turned to some gormless bitch and asked her 'So (gormless bitch's name), what do you think is wrong with men in this country?', her main qualification to answer this being that she was a gormless bitch.

'Well, you know, they take themselves too seriously,' she replied - in an English accent, so she wasn't offering an international view on the subject - 'and they're too caught up in work and the rat-race.'

I turned it off. I can't stand such drivel.

But those few moments of watching it still had me growling angrily as I stomped off to work.

For starters, there was the tosspot mangina fuck of a male presenter. He's meant to be a man - and in the good 'ol days a man on a news show was a bloke who told the news in the form of facts delivered in an firm and formal manner.

Now, it's just a self-loathing fuck who enjoys inviting women to denigrate his own sex in the hope of getting a shag.

Also, the BBC seems to think that despite all the major (and often rather alarming) events in current affairs at the moment, it's worth spending a good chunk of a breakfast news programme on deciding to ask women what they hate about us men this week.

Then there's the woman's comments themselves.

Us men take ourselve too seriously? Isn't that a bit of projection? At least us men can laugh at ourselves and take criticism (so long as it's fair and not just some random misandry.) Women are the ones who huff and sigh and call for their castration sheers if any mere male dares to poke fun at them.

And we're caught up in the rat-race of careers? First off, in any man made the same criticism at young British women, he'd be labeled a woman-hating psycho who wants women bare-foot and pregnant. Secondly, the reason many men are dedicated to their careers - aside from the fact that we have no choice because we have to support our-fucking-selves, not rely on a spouse/the state - is that most men want to sleep with women, and as women invariably sleep with men with lots of money and good careers, it stands to reason that - due to women's selfishness and shallow materialism - many men, driven by the desire to shag women, dedicate themselves to their careers.

It's the usual lose-lose situation. If you like a laugh and enjoy video games, women don't stand in awe of your ability to not take yourself seriously. They denigrate you as an immature perpetual adolescent. And if you don't care for the career ladder and take it easy, doing an easy job for just enough money to get by on, then you're a loser not worthy of a woman's approval.

Not that I give a shit about women's approval. Nor, I believe, should any man. But still, if you want women's approval, you're out of luck. They're never happy. You're either an immature slacker, or a career-driven git who takes himself too seriously. If you fall into the first category, no woman will marry you. If you fall into the latter category, many will marry you but then divorce you on the grounds that you are who you are. And they'll take all your fucking money, obviously.

From: Eternal Bachelor]]> Tue, 23 Sep 2008 16:23:00 -0700 19126 EBD:A Good Wife http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19050
One day when I was visiting with her, she related to me some problems she was having with one of the children's mothers not paying her and constantly being late to pick up her child. She told me it was very important to her to take care of the situation herself and not bother her husband with the matter because she wanted him to be proud of her.

She continued on in that vein a little further, explaining that there were certain things that were her duties and she made sure that those things were always done so that her husband wasn't unnecessarily burdened with having to handle not only his duties but hers as well.

Being me, I wasn't inordinately surprised by this conversation. Although it wasn't the kind of talk one often heard, I was not a stranger to the need to be dependable. Personally, I found it rather touching and refreshing.

I think of this conversation now and imagine the reception it would get from many women. I'm sure the responses would range from outrage to disgust....she would be a victim and her husband, an evil, controlling advancer of patriarchal oppression.

The thing is, it didn't have anything to do with oppression. She wasn't scared or worried about his reaction. It wasn't about him or his demands. It was about HER and the demands that she placed upon herself; her wanting to do a good job at the duties she'd undertaken within their marriage and wanting him to be proud of the job she did.

I think it's wonderful that she should want her husband to be proud of her. Nowadays, however, the concept of a wife being someone her husband can be proud of; being a "good wife", is synonymous with male oppression.....and I'm not quite sure how that translates.

The funny thing is, nobody seems to have a problem with a wife wanting to be proud of her husband. He should aspire to be the very best husband and father he can be which, often, isn't even enough.

Why should a wife aspiring to be a good wife and a good mother equal oppression while a husband doing the same thing means 'being a man'? Why are we not allowed to expect anything from women? Any expectations placed upon women are immediately classified as oppression.

A husband who dares expect his wife to behave in any certain fashion, or accomplish any given thing is a sexist, controlling pig, while there is absolutely nothing wrong with a woman expecting her husband to do any myriad of things from providing for the family to behaving in a precise, predetermined manner. In fact, not only is it o.k. for the woman to have such expectations, but she is often portrayed as long-suffering while doing so.

It shouldn't take much imagination to picture the poor wife, rolling her eyes and sighing while trying to transform her husband from the inadequate, overgrown child she married into the perfect man he ought to be. THAT is an image so customary and expected in today's society that most people don't even think to question it.

However, imagine the same portrayal reversed. Imagine the dignified, intelligent husband rolling his eyes and sighing while he tries to transform his thoroughly inadequate wife into what a woman should really be. HOW DARE HE!

Personally, aside from being an all around good person, there's little I desire more than to be a good wife and good mother....someone that my husband can be proud of.

From: Equal but Different]]> Sun, 14 Sep 2008 22:16:00 -0700 19050 OMK:International MGTOW Day http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19046 this in support of a United Men's Day set for September 17, proposed by GR at his blog Men's Reality.

It has been such a runaway success that if you do a Google search on 'United Mens Day', you will find my blog and that of GR's at the top of the list, and that's about it. Hardly anyone anywhere is interested in a United Men's Day, regardless of the day of the year.

But I will observe it anyway, because I like the idea of being completely ignored whilst I observe a day dedicated to all the men whose existence on this planet is also completely ignored.

One of the good things about being on one's own, is that one gets to dictate how things are done. It's my intention to pass the day with all media off, seeing as how they are all shrines to the female. I shall read no newspaper, watch no TV, listen to no radio. I shall glance away whenever I see a woman, either in the flesh or in image. I shall not visit any shop, nor eat anything prepared by a woman's hand. For 24 short hours, it shall be as if only men existed (actually, quite a lot shorter than that, as I tend to sleep a lot).

Of course, in the spirit of a man going his own way, I wouldn't dare suggest that any other man do this, or judge him poorly should he do something else or ignore it altogether.

Perhaps I might even rename it 'International MGTOW Day'. If you keep a blog, and you think there's some merit in promoting the letters MGTOW to a wider audience, consider publishing a short post on an International MGTOW Day belonging completely to the men who support the idea, and no-one else.

Something that doesn't require the recognition of the UN or a government body.

Is it illegal yet to act so unilaterally?

From: One Man's Kingdom]]> Sun, 14 Sep 2008 01:26:00 -0700 19046 OS:Dealing with the topic of MGTOW at School and Work http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=19010 IPB Image


In the comment section in a previous blog entry I received this comment from Jason.

On another note, OS, How did you handle your MRA/MGTOW/anti-feminist/anti-misandry views when you were at university/college? A while back, I got into a heated debate with a female student in a tutorial for one of my courses over the issue of the "gender" elite. I went off the rails during the discussion and I was given a warning by my lecturers so now I have to be careful in my lectures and tutorials if I want to avoid a Formal Complaint being leveled at me.


I didn't start learning about MGTOW until my 2nd to last semester at University College. I didn't start my blog until my last semester at University College.

In my last semester I had a professor who encouraged us to challenge thought, since once we were to get into the workforce we could get fired for expressing certain views. After the first day of class I thought this was going to be one cool professor.

Here was one part of a paper I wrote regarding Sustainability. Christopher in Oregon has very good advice in the comment section so you wouldn't want to miss out on this.

It turns out my professor was a Magina and wasn't too happy about the MGTOW topics. He downgraded me on the papers where I mentioned these things. After the first month I decided to pull the plug going that route and just write what I thought he would want to read. I realized this was not a good time to start trouble or do anything which might risk expulsion. I would be best served not to bring up MGTOW topics and hang in there for a few months to collect my college degree.

Once you get in the work force it would be best to never bring up MGTOW topics. After reading Christopher's and Anon 66's comments, most men in the workforce will stab you in the back in order to get a whif at a vagina or to get a promotion. It would be best for you, me and the rest of my readers to accept that most men in the workforce are going to get screwed and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it. They will serve as great inspiration of how thankful you will be by staying a dedicated life bachelor.

Bottom line is most men will not receive the message because think there different and more special than anyone else. In order to get a whif at a vagina they may turn you into the HR Department for being a "Women Hater" Also, the workforce is a very competitive place and if you are competing for a promotion many men will use your MGTOW tactics against you in order to get that promotion.

When you are asked why you aren't married?

Just in one sentence you can say I haven't found the one yet, or I?m not ready for that commitment just yet etc. Immediately change the topic to something which is work related. Your goal should not be trying to win these arguments but should be trying to exit out of them as fast as possible. P.S. In other news my neighbor told me his friend just brushed 'From Courtship to Courtroom' and 'The Manipulated Man' and he thinks he knows what he is getting into. There will be no testimony to report on this case but a few years down the line I have yet another whore story to tell. I now have those two books back in my possession again.

From: Outcast Superstar]]> Tue, 09 Sep 2008 17:51:00 -0700 19010 EB:The rise and inevitable fall of feminism http://mgtow.net/ipbforum/index.php?showtopic=18897 This article has a comment by a guy called Fred Kite that neatly summed up the reason for feminism's success:

Feminism is not the problem here. Its proponents have neither the brains nor the talent to advance this far on their own - high-status elite managerial men have allowed this to happen.

Men run the world. Men always have. Just a small number of alphas though. But that white technocratic political elite realised that in feminism they had found an unbeatable tool for cowing and demoralising lower status males who will always be potential usurpers.

Feminists are no problem to high status bosses. Women are wired to treat them with adoration and give them a pass whatever the transgression - see Bill Clinton (or even George W Bush being invited to slap a female gymnast on the rear "for luck."
If a low status male suggested that he try that he'd be lucky to escape with just being fired.)

Even feminist women are totally loyal to their male bosses, and reserve their wrath for peers and subordinates.

Feminism is part of the new class war whereby the right wing authoritarian elite have found they can use left wing dogmas to shore up their power. That is why elite managerial white alpha men like Tony Blair, David Cameron and Brown are so keen on it - it does not threaten them.

Feminism has finally achieved what Mrs Thatcher could never quite do - destroy workplace solidarity and ensure that collective action is largely a thing of the past. And it did not take billy-club wielding strike-breakers or labor camps. It took a generation of victimhood obsessed, unhinged females, who knew they could get away with saying and doing anything.


It is a theory I've long since subscribed too; if the Wimmin's Movement had been orchestrated and acted upon by women solely - and every man was either neutral or dead against it - those whining lezzers would have been bitch-slapped back into the kitchen so hard they'd smash through the wall and into the dining room with their burning bras round their neck.

Yet they seem to have been rather successful in inflicting their shitty ideology onto Western Society; and it does seem rather suspicious that virtually every man in mainstream-politics licks the unholy arses of feminisms. David Cameron forever being associated in my mind with his leadership acceptance speech when he bemoaned the horrors of the lack of women in his party, thus losing the vote of many men at a single stroke. The ponce.

Then there's the Labour Party in the U.K. As it's name suggests, it was meant to speak for the common man, the worker. The guy who does dirty and dangerous work to try to support himself and his wife and kids. The families who are almost on the breadline. The powerless. Now it's just morphed into something that rubs the faces of common men into shit, enforces feminist ideology, encourages single-motherhood, taxes the workers to support the lazy and feckless, and as side-project manages to tear the shit out of British culture in the name of diversity. What the fuck happened? All they wanted was power, and what better way to wield power than to sideline men by encouraging their removal from families, and make women subservient to the government by hooking them on benefits and governmental support.

Feminists and their powerful male allies seem to have failed to have taken one thing into account; when someone is made redundant, they don't work any more. And us men have been declared redundant.

This is what is happening in British Society and, no doubt, in other Feminist infected nations. In Britain there are millions of young men who don't work, who aren't in full-time education, who do fuck all, who basically don't have any interest or motive in contributing to society. And who can blame them? They've been declared redundant. They're not needed. Or, rather, they are needed, but only as wage-slaves to be taxed and, from time to time, as cannon-fodder to be fed to enemy cannons whilst the elite and their ho's relax. And even many guys (like me) who do work only work the bare minimum, avoid marriage and other traps to transfer what wealth we have to women, and who plot to emigrate. Or just vent our spleens on blogs.

In Britain, a single woman can nip to a sperm clinic, get a sample, get pregnant and then get on welfare, the idea of a father - or a step-father, or any man whatsoever - being part of a family now officially a 'sexist' idea and one to be rejected. In the workplace, women get priority in promotions and then get to all but choose their hours (usually very few) if/when they have kids. And if a guy works, he'll be taxed to buggery to pay for hordes of single mothers, effectively forcing him to pay for other men's offspring.

"Why bother?", sayeth us men in our almighty multitude. "Fuck this," we add.

If there's a war, many men won't fight to save this country. I fucking won't. Why bother? Most of us men don't have any attachment or any investment in what this country has become. Given that you'll never hear a feminist cry for 'equality' when it comes to the draft, why the fuck would any man be willing to get his head blown off to protect some whining, ungrateful, abortion-happy women and the powerful men, all safe at home? Fuck that. We might as well join the invaders and wreck some stuff for laughs.

The gravy train of feminism won't last long. What women call 'independence' requires a hell of a lot of funding; the single-mothers on benefits, the working mothers who barely work at all and consume taxes with their 'free' daycare, the Women's Shelters, the NHS-funded abortions for slags who can't keep their legs shut, the Ministry of Bloody Women, the endless non-jobs in the female-dominated civil-service...it all needs paying for through taxes. Taxes predominantly paid for by men, who increasingly shrink from the work-force thinking; 'Why bother?'

Similarly, it is men who do the real-work; refining oil, building buildings, logging trees, laying roads. And fighting wars of course. Rendered redundant, devoid of any incentive or investment in life, many men will stop doing this, and the powerful men and their harem of 'independent' wimmin will be left terrified in a society with no proper work-force and dwindling tax-reserves.

And a hell of a lot of seriously annoyed men with nothing to lose.

Maybe that's a bit of a nihilistic vision. But I can't see things getting any better, and the one thing that can keep us guys who, individually, have very relatively little or no power in society is that, collectively, we keep it going. So we can make it grind to a halt with very little effort at all.

From: Eternal Bachelor]]> Wed, 27 Aug 2008 10:49:00 -0700 18897