I hope this is just manosphere porn

Dalrock tells a story that I hope is imaginary:

The other day a woman mentioned her frustration with smartphones to my wife.  The woman’s complaint was that her husband would play or read on his smartphone while she browses through stores.  My wife asked why that was bad, and the woman explained:

Because now he isn’t miserable.

I really, really hope the story is made up. But let’s assume it isn’t. Why would any man go shopping with a girlfriend or wife? When I’m with women, the only shopping that includes both of us together involves groceries, sex toys, or, rarely, lingerie. If women want to shop for anything else they can do so on their own time. I don’t stop at malls and don’t go to any generic clothing stores.

This really strikes me as an epidemic of guys who are unable to say “no” and mean it. Guys who can say “no” have entirely different lives than guys who can’t.

One of many reasons not to get married: being married inhibits your ability to say “no” and mean it. Marriage doesn’t remove that ability, and arguably married guys need to be able to say “no” even more than single ones, but it can inhibit it.

Exit is the only real tool modern guys have in relationships. Remove or make it more costly, and guys pay. A book I read recently got me thinking about how I should write a post on why exit is so important for modern guys.

 

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Author: The Red Quest

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1 thought on “I hope this is just manosphere porn”

  1. >> This really strikes me as an epidemic of guys who are unable to say “no” and mean it. Guys who can say “no” have entirely different lives than guys who can’t.

    ^ This is a hot comment.

    This is a semi random story… and about my sister… but it’s been on my mind this week.

    I was out running game on Tues and I had a text… from my sister. The first was an image that said “you’re dead to me.” It was bitchy-humor, and in another context, I might have thought it was funny. Then another image that said, “just kidding.” And then, a text asking if I’d pay for her haircut.

    This all sucked… it was the world worst way to ask for me to help her and take care of her. She played all the right notes to piss me off.

    I make much better money than my sister does, and I like taking care of her. I really like that I can help her do something that makes her feel good about herself. I do.

    But this time… fuck no. What was she thinking? No way I give her positive reinforcement for bad behavior, even if it’s a joke. This is a PATTERN men are in all the time (rewarding abuse/disrespect), and no way I will get near it.

    So I told her no. I told her I know she thought she was joking (and she/I have a good relationship), and that I like to pay for her haircuts… and will next time… but this time… she’s on her own. She has to pay a “tax” for the world’s bitchiest ask. We talked about it, and she apologized, she got what I was about, and we’re cool. Good. And… she’s buying her own haircut for the first time in a few years. Good, also.

    And this is about me being wiling to say “no.” I didn’t ask for that drama that day. And for a minute, I was going to do something for her I didn’t want to do (and she didn’t warrant, in this instance). But then I thought about it… and no. That’s not the man I want to be. Why am doing shit I don’t want to do and don’t have to do??

    The sister element is random, but… “how you do anything is how your do everything.” And who knows? Maybe my sister was “testing” the relationship at some level… women have done stranger things.

    This was a good chance for me to clear about what is acceptable in my life, and the behavior I want to encourage. Even from my sister.

    Good post. I’m following you now.

    Like

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