The Red Pill will not likely be a culture-shifting juggernaut, but it may very well serve as a good starting point for pursuing further mainstream recognition of men’s issues.
In coded language, clipped and hushed tones, when nobody is around, we talk about him.
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James Desborough reflects on the transience of cultural context and the role it plays in his novel, Old, Fat Punks
How utopia leads to slaughter.
Deep in the heart of animal rights activism, an ironic obsession with nipples emerges.
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Finding a new delivery system is paramount if we are to survive and overcome the systematic conquest of Cultural Marxism.
If self looks to self as sovereign authority, then it is she who makes decisions, not the never ending line of external entities looking to take on the mantle of decision-maker.
If you want censorship, it logically follows that you want a censor: someone who you are willing to privilege with deciding what you can and cannot see or hear.
When feminists rage defiantly as adversaries of the patriarchal nature of Western society, they regularly fail to account for all of the matriarchal structures throughout it.
“The culture is now so hostile to the authentic, raw origination of ideas it looks downright suspicious. Is freezing evolution a good idea?”
Just because something is virtue or vice-signalling doesn’t mean that it’s wrong.
“There is no absolute ‘future.’ There isn’t any boss in charge with a stopwatch who can keep accurate track of the so-called future and the so-called past.”
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Oh, my sweet, your darker stride leaves too many stains. You have no more than simple mojo pumping through those veins.
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Authenticity as order-word. Revolution as order-word.
The war is over and the paintings are replaced, but the blind people never come back.
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