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I find it interesting that tradcon-adjacent types parrot this idea that every man must be a HECKIN' REAL MANLY AND COURAGEOUS SELF-IMPROOVER, no matter what kind of shit is thrown at them. Unattractive (and even average) young men are piñatas of both the feminist left and the boomer right. Our cultural overlords have decreed that they must eat the sins of their ancestors and do so with a smile on their faces.
The SELF-IMPROOVE advocates are very rarely able to convincingly explain why there is an
intrinsic duty on the part of every man to be a SELF-IMPROOVER. They merely baldly assert it as if it were a self-evident truth. When pressed, they can only offer negative-reinforcement ad hominems: You're a pussy, a loser, not a "real man", your excuses suck, you're responsible for the cultural decline of Western civilization, et cetera.
Unfortunately, telling a loser that he or she is a loser is unlikely to turn the loser into a non-loser. (Anyone who has actually been in any supervisory position knows that.) It does nothing to halt the "cultural rot" of nihilism and really serves no purpose but to inflate the speaker's ego—yes, it feels nice to have someone below you on the pecking order.
I mentioned in my last post on this thread that:
Dating is hilariously broken for zoomers and millennials, normies or otherwise. This could be the subject of a dissertation-length essay but can be summed up in one sentence: Everyone has standards but no emotional availability. Those on the lower end of the social hierarchy are perfectly entitled to wonder whether the juice is worth the self-improvement squeeze. No amount of shaming will adjust this calculus.
I want to elaborate on that. Here’s a serious question: Why should an unattractive man be a SELF-IMPROOVER? What are the expected rewards of being a SELF-IMPROOVER?
To answer that, I borrow a concept from labor economics: the "reservation wage". A "reservation wage" is the lowest wage that a person would accept for a given job. A rational worker compares the value of employment immediately against the expected value of remaining unemployed, taking into account the proposed wage, the quality of employment, prospects for advancement at the proposed place of employment, current living costs, available savings, unemployment benefits, the opportunity costs of employment (i.e. loss of leisure time), et cetera.
Comprende? Good. Just as sellers in the labor market have “reservation wages,” men in the dating market have “reservation femoids”. The dating market is a little more complicated, so the meaning of a “reservation femoid” is going to vary depending on your place in the hierarchy as a man.
For a Chad, the “reservation femoid” is the lowest-quality foid that the Chad or Chadlite would agree to enter into a committed, monogamous relationship with. In other words, a “reservation femoid” is any femoid desirable enough, stable enough, sane enough for him to agree to cut ties with the rest of his roster and commit to her exclusively.
For an incel, low-tier normie, or failed normie, the “reservation femoid” is the lowest-quality foid that the man would agree to SELF-IMPROOVE for, taking into account the expected costs and benefits of SELF-IMPROOVEMENT. If the
expected outcome of SELF-IMPROOVEMENT does not yield a femoid that is at or above the quality of the “reservation femoid”, then there is no reason to SELF-IMPROOVE (unless you take into account the ancillary, non-femoid benefits of SELF-IMPROOVEMENT, like income and health).
Here’s a problem with the dating market: Fewer and fewer femoids are hitting the “reservation femoid” threshold, because femoids are getting worse and worse:
- There’s no social expectation for a femoids to be fit. The powers that be have ordained that that expectation is shallow and misogynistic.
- There’s no social expectation for a femoid to not have retarded belief systems, like astrology or “love languages”.
- There’s no social expectation for a femoid to not be an insecure twat. God forbid you actually touched grass (like the very helpful Redditors suggested) and developed platonic female friendships. Now having female friends is a problem of your creation, because they make her feel anxious. You need to block them (except the fat one, because she’s not threatening) or else you don’t actually love her. If you refuse to block them it’s because you’re actually having an affair. Or affairs. (But reverse the roles and you’re a controlling abuser.)
- Worst of all, there’s no social expectation for a grown-up femoid to not be a giant fucking child, like throwing a hissyfit because the 4-figs/night hotel you booked at the last minute in peak season has turquoise drapes instead of the typical Park Hyatt-esque color scheme of beige and taupe everything. And if you couldn’t read her mind beforehand it means that you don’t truly love her (its just girl math???), so you are therefore a misogynist who cares only about her body, objectifier, evil, male gaze, pig, *insert gobbledygook tiktok therapyspeak here*. Oh, and if you’re winning an argument she’ll simply burst into tears, or bring up something you did six months ago that was resolved. Because responding with words is too hard or something (she’s just a girl).
- Addendum: Your femoid decided to wear heels and you told her not to? You’re an evil, controlling, insecure manlet. Your femoid decided to wear heels and you didn’t tell her not to? Well, now her feet hurt, her Manolo Blahniks are ruined, and it’s your fault for not telling her to wear flats instead. Your femoid decided not to wear heels? Well, she got brutally mogged by her supermodel friend (6’2 in heels) in a photo, and now it’s your fault for not reminding her to/allowing her to wear heels/waving a magic wand and making her taller. There is absolutely no way anything is ever her fault.
- I could keep going but you get the point.
Men are somehow expected to be a bodyguard, personal shopper, travel agent, therapist, banker, chauffeur, handyman, butler, porter, comedian, secretary, and gigolo, all at the same time. But it’s misogynistic if any corresponding expectations are ever placed on women.
Life is hard: The patriarchy made her get that $400 haircut. You get the point. A significant number of zoomer femoids are entitled and just plain fucking insane. And they can leave you and/or ruin your life at any second.
Many Chads know this. If they don’t meet any femoid at or above their “reservation femoid,” they’ll just build a roster and continue living a bachelor’s lifestyle. And that is exactly what they do.
So think about the position of an incel, low-tier normie, or failed normie. Realistically, scenarios like these are the expected outcome of SELF-IMPROOVEMENT for many young men on the lower levels of the hierarchy:
- You are a 4’11 sperg with a facial disfigurement—a truecel in the very sense of the word, the life equivalent of a Hard 16 vs Dealer 10 upcard in Blackjack. No amount of SELF-IMPROOVEMENT will ever make anyone attracted to you. Sorry. Your very existence is a laughingstock. When you express your dismay that SELF-IMPROOVEMENT did nothing to change your circumstances, the same people who barked at you to SELF-IMPROOVE now mock you for your sense of “entitlement”.
- You’re academically above-average. You find a stable career and claw your way into the middle class. Finally one day an overweight single mom sees you as a safe provider. So in addition to dealing with all of the above insane bullshit craziness and entitlement, you have to deal with baby daddy drama. Oh, and she can just decide to stop having sex with you at any time because you just aren’t exciting. Now you’re in a sexless marriage, raising kids that aren’t yours.
- You hit the gym seven days a week for five years. Finally one day you meet a BPD femoid and you think you’ve struck gold because she’s not overweight. She tells you that all of her exes were narcissists and that her father was mean to her growing up. You didn’t have the experience to see the red flags coming. So in addition to being a bodyguard, personal shopper, travel agent, therapist, banker, chauffeur, handyman, butler, porter, comedian, secretary, and gigolo at the same time, you had to be a janitor as well, because you are trying to clean up her father’s mess for him. Fortunately for you, these jobs last for just two months until she goes back to one or more of her exes. Then she falsely accuses you of rape. Now you’re single again, and need a lawyer. Unfortunately for you, you SELF-IMPROOVED into the lower-middle-class and now make just enough money to not qualify for a public defender, so your life savings get wiped out by your retained attorney.
So here’s what the SELF-IMPROOVE advocates fail to take into account: When the expected benefits of an action don’t outweigh its expected costs, it is no longer rational to take that action. All across most developed societies there are fewer and fewer “reservation femoids,” femoids that are actually worth the cost of SELF-IMPROOVING for. Because we’ve somehow allowed feminists to win the culture wars, allowing femoids to justify increasingly retarded and childlike behaviour, whilst men are still obligated to perform their traditional roles. This is obviously unsustainable.
When a young man realizes that a healthy, committed, loving relationship is unlikely to ever happen for him, the calculus changes pretty quickly. Straight men don’t need Birkins and week-long stays at the FS Cap-Ferrat to be happy. And if a man knows he will never have children, he will feel no moral obligation to earn enough to give anyone else a better childhood than he had. He will likely earn just enough to keep a roof over his head and tendies in his belly, and if his family is content to support that lifestyle, he will not need to earn anything at all. Shaming him will do little to change this calculus.
Having failed to explain why there is an intrinsic duty on the part of every man to be a SELF-IMPROOVER, the tradcon will mumble something about the birth rates, or whatever. But the main reason the birth rate even matters is because low birth rates make our nanny welfare states unsustainable. So instead of shaming young men into middle-class stability just so they can become paypigs for Shaniqua’s three daily bags of Doritos and Carl the Boomer’s shitty Carnival cruise, how about we let niggers go homeless and let boomers die if they are too fucking retarded to afford housing and healthcare?
I will admit that some young men aren’t actually acting rationally and are just being lazy. But it’s interesting how so much discourse is dedicated to blaming young men for not becoming husband material, when everyone is a-OK with young women not becoming wife material.