Red Pill Horror Stories 2
The Sacrifice
It’s no doubt that the red pill movement is some kind of misogynistic cult. One that emerges when things in the world are so chaotic, and we could certainly use the best of men to help us deal with these issues. But red pill philosophy has men regressing to cavemen instead, burying their heads in sands of delusion and misogyny.
And they are seeking out what's left of the decent men to make them sacrifices to their cult.
Which brings me to the latest installment of my Red Pill Horror series. All about a good guy getting eaten up by the Red Pill cultist:
The Sacrifice
When I decided to return to college around 2006–2007, I started talking to this guy, who I would keep meeting on the path to the campus. We both had to walk up a giant hill to make it to the school, so we would just chat as we took the hike up.
He was handsome and just a genuinely nice seeming person. I was a single mother and would bring my son to the school's daycare before class. He was a single father with a daughter who would be cared for by her mother while he attended classes. We’d talk about our kids and life, but mostly about relationships and the problems we saw with them.
He blamed most of the failed relationships on the men.
“It’s the man's job to be the head of the household and lead the women and children.” He would say. “Just like Christ led the church, a man is supposed to lead the home.”
“Yeah, but women have the power to inspire men. To support them and help them do these things,” I would tell him, and that's what I really believed…at the time.
At the time, I was a single mother struggling through college, and I was also living in a family shelter escaping domestic violence. I was independent and didn’t want a man outwardly, but in the back of my mind, I hoped that seeing me work hard and go to school, even while I'm raising a child and homeless, would inspire my son's father to want to do better for himself and for us, his family.
I have since learned that while that can happen, that is not usually the case. Men don’t follow women, and a woman’s success only angers men. They see us as competition, not inspiration.
I guess since then I have kinda got red-pilled on men myself. The irony! I’m trying to fight against it though…
In any case, this male friend and I would regularly have these types of discussions, but it was always super friendly. We both heard each other out, and there was no visible anger between us.
That's until the day we started to go our separate ways to our classes when a skeevy-looking guy in a trench coat walked up to my friend just as he turned away from me to go in his direction. This new guy started talking all this “anti-woman” shit as they walked off together.
I overheard a bit of what trench coat was telling him, and was like “WTF?” He asked him why he was talking to me and whispered something about “women are trouble.” It was like this guy was waiting in some bushes with binoculars, waiting to spot a guy talking to a female so he can swoop in and start the MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way — another misogynistic cult) recruitment process as soon as I turned on my way.
For the record, I don’t think I knew what MGTOW or Red Pill was back then. If I did, I probably laughed it off as some kind of joke.
But it really isn’t a laughing matter. I’ve lost boyfriends and a baby daddy to these kinds of cults and their philosophies. These philosophies aren’t new. Men have always had these kinds of sexist views, but now they’ve formed a concentrated mass, making men un-dateable.
And now they have it easy and can draw men into them via the internet. But before they had that kind of power, I think they seriously had recruitment agents waiting to capture men for the brainwashing process.
I saw my friend only once or twice again after that, but we no longer walked and talked together. I’d see the guy in the trench coat walking hurriedly beside him, trying to convince him that all women were bad probably.
To my friend's credit, he seemed to resist whatever trench coat was telling him.
And then I stopped seeing him after that altogether. It was just strange.
I started walking up the hill with some Muslim girls, who also had to take the hike from the bus and train stations.
I don’t know what happened to that cute single dad. Probably nothing. Maybe he just stopped going to school or had to change his class hours.🤷🏾♀️
Probably nothing too extreme happened.
But the Red Pill community is a cult, and I hope my friend didn’t drink their Kool-Aid…
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