“Back when we were in college,” my friend noted, “You didn’t really see a lot of girls who weighed 140 pounds. Most were around 110 and then you had the fat girls.”
We had been discussing the change in body shape of women on the West Coast. Girls aren’t necessarily fat, but you see a lot of 5s who would be 7s (and 8s when done up for the clubs) if they lost 20 or 30 pounds.
L.A. women had been praised in songs such as Bob Seger’s Hollywood Nights, David Lee Roth’s “California Girls,” and even The Doors’ “L.A. Woman.”
Los Angeles was the city of angels and when guys complained about the decline in quality of American women, I couldn’t relate. As Horace Greely said in 1865, “Washington is not a place to live in. The rents are high, the food is bad, the dust is disgusting and the morals are deplorable. Go West, young man, go West and grow up with the country.”
My philosophy has always been to change yourself or change your environment. I grew up in an oppressive, depressing shit hole area. I could either have become a loser and accepted my environment or I could have moved. I left and never looked back.
I only leave home when a loved one is about to die. I tell my family that I’ll put them up in a hotel and buy tickets, but I’m not coming home to visit. It’s been four years since I’ve returned to that demoralizing, depressing place.
Now we aren’t even safe in the West Coast. The same things guys in the rest of the country have complained about have come to California.
Going out isn’t even fun anymore. It’s cool to hang out with your friends, but meeting women is a rat race. Even a top-tier guy is going to have a woman give him a smug look on her face that says, “Impress me.”
As has been taught in every economics course since the beginning of time, “Incentives matter.” What’s the incentive? American women?
- They spit on the sidewalk.
- They spend hours watching reality television.
- They are loud and behave like black women you used to only see on World Star Hip Hip.
- They eat a poor quality diet and give off an almost sick odor caused by processed foods leaving their skin pores.
- They insist that men offer “intelligent conversation,” but they don’t even read anything other than US Weekly.
- They have nannys and house keepers, as they can’t keep a home or raise a child.
- They can’t cook.
- They can’t handle their liquor. It’s impossible to just go out and have a good time with a girl, as a meltdown is going to happen. A man must count his girl’s drinks and constantly be prepared to cut her off rather than just relax and have a good time.
What the fuck is happening to the United States of America?
What is even the point of going out anymore. Cock blocking has reached epic proportions. Until you have the girl in the cab, you’re never safe.
Now feminists might claim that girlfriends are looking out for one another. They are simply trying to prevent their friends from getting taken advantage of. Does that defense of cock blocking and playing mother hen hold water?
Think about it, men. What percentage of your friends are inveterate players who want to simply use a girl and forget about her? 5%? 10%?
Most guys want to make a connection with a girl. Most men want to meet a decent girl to spend some time with. Many men (probably most men) actually want to meet The One to settle down with.
Some recent studies have shown that modern American men are highly interested in marriage, and that on average, men want to get married more than women do.
So it doesn’t make sense for girls to cock block and mother hen to protect them from dangerous wolves?
No, the mother hens and cock blockers share one thing in common. They are not just a few pounds overweight. They are fat.
As a man, the only way to consistently get laid is to make nice with revolting women who lack the self-discipline to stop eating.
Is it worth it?
That overlong introduction leads use to Roosh’s latest book, Why Can’t I Use a Smiley Face? (available here).
The title itself is a give-a-way to the problems facing American men.
Why can’t a guy just send a fucking text message to a girl without having to play games? Why can’t he say, “Fun meeting you, let’s hang out later. :)”
I use emoticons when talking to my guy friends and no one mistakes me for a softie, beta, or closeted homosexual.
Yet using (or not using) a smiley face could completely end any chance at ever seeing a girl again. You have to be on your A-game at all times. (Again, why? See the list, above.)
Smiley Face is actually my favorite Roosh book. I’ve read it as, “Roosh grows up.” That may sound condensing at first, but it’s not. Consider his development, which is the same one many of us had. We were all once dorks. The difference is some of us go through that phase to become something better.
Like most American men, he thought that going to college, getting a degree, getting a good job, and being a solid guy was enough to meet women. If you read his own blog, you get the sense that he’s a nice guy. He would have been the kind of guy that we would have wanted our sisters to date.
Yet his vision of the world conflicted with his results. Women didn’t want to date men like him. He was outraged and angry at them.
But being angry at the world or being angry at women is sort of childish. If you’re born into the jungle, you can’t be angry at venomous snakes and rabid bats. That’s just your environment. Learn it, master yourself, and then master your environment.
If you don’t like the situation, change it or leave. None of us are going to single-handled change the U.S. Most “smart money” has an exist strategy. The U.S. is still a good place to earn some money, but it’s basically becoming a fucking dump.
(Think about this for a minute. How many of you ever heard someone say, “U.S.A.: Love it or leave it!” When you tell a mother fucker you’re about to leave, they look at little afraid. “Why not stay? You should try improving things rather than cut and run?!” Even die-hard patriots realize this place is becoming a fucking dump and the love-it-or-leave-it bravado is dying out.)
So he stopped complaining about his station in life, he found a way to earn money without having to kiss the ass of fat women in HR, and he went out into the world.
He came back for a visit and realized that the old cliche – “It’s a great place to visit but not a great place to live” – doesn’t even apply.
It will be fun to see Roosh’s later works.
You can tell from his postings on the forum and his Twitter that he’s a changed man. Some have complained that he is losing his “aw, schucks,” appeal.
He is trying to transition from everyman to overman and it will be interesting to see what happens.
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