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I’ve always believed in the freedom of information. The exchange of this information has been such a high priority to me, I’ve cultivated a community on Reddit, two independent websites (the development and continued hosting, funded entirely by me), and a number of offshoots on various platforms.

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That said, this is time consuming, and in some cases, actually quite costly. Our membership on TRP.RED has done a phenomenal job self-funding at least some of our hosting costs, which has brought our platform into ad-free status. Which is nice, because the ads sucked.

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I will always continue posting my essays on Substack, TRP.red, and /r/theredpill, largely free, for my audience. Writing for me is cathartic and if it helps you on your journey it’s time well spent. However, I am going to introduce one big change to the substack:

New Posts will be able to be previewed early on Patreon before they appear elsewhere, and occasionally there will be subscriber-only posts that can only be read as Patreon subscribers.

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There seems to be just a sliver of people that understand that we are heading headlong into WWIII, and that it will utterly destroy their lives.

It will be global, it will be neuclear, and there will be nowhere to hide from the radioactive clouds. Cancer is not fun.

I'd like to take this opportunity to underline how the dominance of femininity in society has led to this undead feeling of "at last something will change".

I don't have any hope that the psychopaths in charge in about all nations will change course. They are, by definition, the apex undead, the thrill seekers. The situation has gone so animalistic that it's not even about domination or stuff like that. This is a death cult. This is a recreation of the unworded feelings when mommy divorced dad, she was fucking random, menacing strangers, and you were all alone, in danger of having your head bashed with a thick club or pushed off the cliff at any moment, and utterly petrified. Ha, now the whole world will see how that feels like.

This bitch.

I'm going to preface this story by saying its my time of the month, which for men in a relationship means they want some strange but as I said before, I have a good girl and I'm going to ride the boat until she starts a rocking.

Doing OHP, this tall, slender blonde in a Playstation shirt starts doing BSS next to me.

We make eye contact. Both smiling. I laugh. She does one of those goofy, girly, haha what?

Stone, cold face, Xbox is better.

She starts defending her position and after a little back and forth she goes Well maybe you'll just have to invite me over sometime and demonstrate why Xbox is so superior.

Unfortunately I had to burst her bubble. First off I don't actually own an xbox. She starts babbling about finding another reason as I'm talking over her, Second my girlfriend wouldn't approve.

She then jokingly scolds me for flirting leading her on butttt appreciates my loyalty.

Not ten minutes later I hear here exclaim:

Babieeee what are you doing here? I thought you were taking a rest day.

This bitch has a boyfriend. His backs to me and the whole time she's hugging him, she's giving me a look that says, don't worry, I can keep my mouth closed.

I'm disgusted. I feel used, lied to and cheated.