Guys come to TRP for many reasons.
They’re unhappy, emotionally compromised, or just flat out horny and willing.
Swallowing the pill usually solves their initial problem. I’m sure we can agree here.
Yet while that pill opened their eyes to the feminine matrix and allowed them to unlearn the exploitive idealisms known as feminism, gender equality, and soulmates - there’s something to be said about what men can do to thrive in the post apocalyptic wasteland known as westernized civilization.
That despite swallowing the pill, knowing a few gender truths, and notching up their game with some newfound hotties previously out of their reach, many men unknowingly still participate in a lifestyle and paradigm wholly constructed by the feminine imperative.
Unplugging grants you the knowledge and strategy to control of your sexual life.
Unplugging does not, however, provide man clear and easy access to live beyond the rules set forth by generations of feminism, blue pilled friends and colleagues, and society’s personal doubts about your very own masculine potential.
All of your Red experiences, newfound talent, and savvy know-how provide you sexual freedom, but they are often still applied within a feminine societal context of how men should live.
That’s why we’re still stuck leveraging traditional feminine and Beta outlets for our lays: Bars, parties, friends of friends, Tinder, and naive girls who buy shit from Starbucks.
Feminism and the remnants of the Blue Ideals are the foundations of the fabricated world you’re still forced to play and fuck within everyday as you wake, no matter how Red or sexually liberated you’ve become.
This will be an ongoing difficulty for you because what you knew before is no different than witnessing an iPhone for the very first time. You can’t simply “forget’ what an iPhone looks like after you see it, just like eliminating years of feminine ideology is not going to happen overnight.
The female and Blue influences that be still want you to be a hard working slave for corporate America, frugal penny pinching hoarder for consumer America, and nice enough “gentleman” for your family, colleagues, and lovers.
Yes, they’re going to allow you to fuck whomever you want—they’ll give you that—but they still want you to be Beta. Your friends, family, co-workers, and perhaps even voices of doubt within your own head echo the very same safe ideology you gave up when you swallowed the pill.
They want you to have your Chad-ventures, non-committal fun, and glorious Red shenanigans but in the end still adhere to their idea of what it is to be a man in the 21st century.
This is the environment you play within even as you’re unplugged.
And this is the feminine closet you must eventually leave.
Beyond getting your dick dirty and wet, a significant value the Red brings to men is the one thing feminism and the Happily Ever After never allows: The ability for you to choose your own life.
Now you have power to choose your partners, fuck what you want, and if you’re bold and lucky, commit to what you want.
That lack of choice is what brought many men here and that power of choice is what makes Red valuable.
Your ability to choose should not end with what hole you want to fill or SJW you want to troll.
Your ability to choose is the single most important resource for man today.
Without his ability to choose, he’ll succumb to the 40 hour work week, trivial media addictions, and feminine degenerative construct of what “men should be” today.
Without his ability to choose, he’ll be attacked by his own deep seeded insecurities and urge for complacency that only exist because weak Blue men and weaker shittier women rose to power and made these “feelings” and “emotions” tangible in the first place.
Your ability to choose is your best offense to battle what society wants you to become: A nobody good enough to pay your rent, buy a house, and raise even more affable children to eventually replace you when you die.
Your ability to choose is what will let you leave the feminine closet.
To finally leave their expectations, their jealousy, and their degenerative habits.
To finally become what you’ve really been all along.
Your own man.
I’m not going to prescribe anything at all here.
I’m not going to tell you the next step after unplugging is finding “happiness” or some “purpose”.
Those things may work for you, they may not.
I’m only telling you to consider what lies ahead and how the world does not want you to win on your own terms.
It wants you to win on theirs.
I’m sure you’ve already admitted having sexual success is a woozy. I hope it made you feel awesome for once in your life. That you had some bit of control that you lacked so dearly before.
I really hope it did.
I want you to consider that these feelings are just the start.
That making fun of women, lifting some heavy ass shit, and studying the excellent Red Bro Philosophy by /u/GayLubeOil is not the end of your journey.
It’s just the beginning.
Most guys naturally know to always act non-weird, non-creepy, and non-needy when meeting a new male friend.
Here’s the standard line non-spectrum guys take when meeting a new random male acquaintance:
And for contrast, below is the standard list of things non-spectrum guys KNOW TO AVOID when meeting a new random male acquaintance:
This makes sense because after all, you just met the fucking guy.
You’re not trying to do anything other than meet and greet him. You’re surely not trying to be a best friend. That’s weird, needy, and creepy.
And if you’re reading this, I surely hope you’re not trying to get in his pants. If so, you’re a Confused Cuck in the Closet [CCC] and you’re in the wrong subreddit. We talk about dick in vaginas here in the main sub, not dicks in hands (that’s askTRP).
The problem, though, is when these same guys talk to women.
That’s when they fuck everything up.
Despite *most* guys already knowing to avoid acting like the cast of Big Bang Theory when they interact with men, as soon as they try to get their dick wet, they throw all Red logic out the door and crumble into a Big Blue Beta Bitch [BBBB].
What does a Big Blue Beta Bitch [BBBB] do?
They treat the woman like a best guy friend. They act weird, needy, and creepy.
Here’s what they do:
So don’t be the BBBB.
I’ll hate you.
So will all the women you want to fuck.
But Chad won’t.
Now to all you strong able bodied (you guys lift, right?) Terpers of the TRP who want to keep their Big Blue Beta Bitch tendencies in check, Bancroft is here to help you out—and also teach you how to keep your Deep Emotional Feelings [DEF] for your new found hottie at bay.
And like all things Bancroft, I’ll make it super simple for you all.
Because I’ve excelled at the masculine discipline of “guy logic”— something Betas love to forget when they meet a new eligible set of tits and ass—you’ll have the benefit of learning all my strategies quicker than you can say “OP is a misogynist and I think he fucking loves it”.
So let’s begin.
For everyone who doesn’t take into account the work men put towards getting laid, Bancroft’s journey across the lands have provided excellent first hand knowledge on this topic:
Yes my brothers, this is a long list.
That’s my point.
You’ll understand why I listed everything out in a minute.
And some of you may say I’m being pedantic here but really I’m not.
These are things WE ALL subconsciously do to successfully fuck women. True, the more experienced you are, the less you think about these items, but you’re still performing them.
To be a man is to perform. That’s a primary facet that separates us from the tight, wet holes we wanna fuck: masculine performance.
Now that you’ve seen how much work the average Red guy puts in to get his dick wet, I’ll lay out what the average woman does to get fucked.
And boys, it’s one hell of a list, so I hope you’re ready.
Bancroft’s journey across the lands also gave him the special privilege of discovering what the average woman must suffer and endure in order to land a potential suitor (read: good enough cock to fuck while not blacked out).
And guys, I’ll be honest here, it’s pretty fucking stressful:
There you have it.
And it’s exactly because they put in SO LITTLE EFFORT compared to you that they don’t deserve any preferential treatment like your good friends.
They deserve nothing more than a healthy dose of your dick (with consent of course!)—or if you don’t like her, the door.
Guys, it’s natural for you to start getting all Blue and shit when you encounter a hottie. Men are the true romantics. I get it.
But logically look at all the work and effort you put in to get laid versus what the woman does.
You’ll see it’s quite lopsided for the average guy.
You did 25 things to get her to fuck you. She did 3 things, 4 tops if you count her not talking.
Really, she didn’t do anything other than charge her cell phone, not get lost showing up, and open her legs at the precisely correct moment.
And that’s exactly why you SHOULD NEVER FEEL OBLIGATED TO TREAT HER LIKE A FRIEND.
She has done nothing to earn a spot in your friends list. Your guy friends put in a lot more effort. While you don’t get to fuck them (I hope not), the reason why you treat them as such is because they put in actual effort and work to be your friend.
And women you just met NEVER put that effort in.
So don’t treat them like they did.
And that’s exactly what you need to remind yourself when you start having BBBB tendencies.
Just logically walk yourself through whether this woman deserves the care, emotional investment, and noble deference your romantic BBBB wants to provide for her.
That’s right—she doesn’t.
The only thing she’s done so far is looked sexy and showed up.
So the only thing you should feel inclined to pay her back is what she showed up for: A civil, proper, and good old classy fucking—with her full verbal and written consent (of course!)
All throughout this piece I’m advocating men to critically think about what they should logically offer to a woman they just met.
And I’ll clarify, this is for women they just met.
Most of the time, it’s absolutely fucking nothing.
This doesn’t, however, mean I’m advocating literally just fucking the woman, leaving her gimp from your dick, and showing her the door. That’s pretty funny (she’ll always text first, trust me) but also not the best way to continue fucking the girl. And I’m sure it also hurts their “feelings” (Bancroft understands that just like Betas, women have feelings too).
I actually believe in sharing ALL your "amazing" personality traits to continue fucking women. Sometimes that means being nice, sometimes mean, sometimes mysterious, sometimes very deep and open about your life. And sometimes it means just literally being your awesome self.
Again, I’m NOT saying to NEVER be an actual human being with a personality. These are tools you need to eventually develop. We’re not complete psychopaths at TRP, right? At least not all the time.
I’m just saying that until the woman has proven herself otherwise, you should never over extend your hand and play face up.
Again, you just met her. Just like how you don’t creep out a new male friend, you don’t need to treat her like something she most certainly is not: royalty.
If you do, then I hope it’s because it’ll help you fuck, not because you genuinely want to please her.
The last thing women need (and the human race) is a man that genuinely wants to please women more than himself.
She needs a cool aloof dick to ride—not a Humble Blue Soul [HBS] to carry the excruciating painful weight of all two or three of her “life problems”.
You just met this bitch, do you even know who she is?
You just met this bitch, do you even know if she likes you or is just using your dick for a cheap ride?
Take all that dreamy Blue and Beta imaginative bullshit you fantasize about as you text her at night and shove it right back into your hidden little box of romantic memories (yes, I know every guy, even you, still has one).
You know so little of who she is (it’s probably not much more when you actually find out) that it doesn’t make sense for you to invest in her her feelings, want to take care for her, and dream about a Happily Ever After.
If you do, you’re just a BBBB and you should go read purplepilldebate so you can play with other like minded sexually frustrated maginas.
You just met this bitch, you don’t have to tell her anything about your personal life.
How much information has she given you? How much of it is even interesting? Thought so.
Women love mystery and never want full disclosure. So by keeping your mouth shut and your feelings to yourself, you’re actually making her wetter.
When women know everything about you, she can categorize your personality with all the other fuck buddies she has in her phone. As soon as she has you figured out, her pussy dries up because hypergamy now realizes she’s rode that dick before. Women are always looking for ways to feed their insatious Penis Novelty [PN].
“I want to wake up every morning WITHOUT a cool, mysterious, alpha guy to think and dream about”
Said no woman ever.
Remember, she just showed up, gave you full consent (of course!), and opened her legs. If anything, she should be THANKING you for making her night.
Think about it: You approached her, you led conversation, you made first text contact, you planned the date, you gave her a bed, you asked for consent (of course!), and most importantly you gave her the D.
In hindsight, you were the perfect gentleman.
And this means since you’ve already done your job and put MORE than enough effort in already, that you don’t owe her anything extra.
You don’t owe her a ride home, breakfast in the morning, extra non-fucking spoon time so she can rest her head on your chest and touch your face, or if you’re as cruel as Bancroft: a towel for the shower.
Now again, I’m NOT saying you should never accommodate your women. These NiceGuy tools are necessary to continue fucking women. You’ll need to use them eventually.
But for women you just first met and fucked, you definitely don’t OWE them these.
So reward if you want to.
But Bancroft probably wouldn’t.And neither should you.
You just met this bitch, you don’t need to text her to see how she’s doing.
Believe me, Beta Billy the Blue and her two ex’s are already texting her asking how her “girls night out” went. There’s plenty of other Blue Pilled Horny Mother Fuckers [BPHMF] on speed dial to pay attention to every bit of her amazing and unique lackluster personality.
You just met this bitch, why would you want to take her on a fancy date?
Remember, she just showed up and opened her legs. Do you repay a generic personality-free dirty slut by taking her out on a Beta Wonderfilled Dinner [BWD]? Fuck no.
"When sluts be hungry, they need the D, not a god damn filet mignon" - Bancroft
Unless she already paid it forward by taking you out on that first date, YOU DON’T OWE HER JACK SHIT. Even then, I’d never reciprocate her efforts equally, otherwise known as the Fifth Commandment of Poon from Original Roissy.
And you already guessed it: The only thing you truly owe her is letting her know when and where Magical Fuck Numero Dos is going down.