In response to: www.youtube.com/watch?v=cd6unpM_5YA @Typo-MAGAshiv

Posting here rather than WAATGM

I think we've normalized female entitlement to the point that most can't even call out the basics. Someone here said "I don't mind buying women dinner".

Well, I do. Even though I'm often happy to pay for dinner for friends, if I was always paying for dinner and I saw it was an expectation, I'd notice and "mind". Good friends wouldn't exploit me like that. Men often FIGHT to pay for dinner not because of bullshit pride or something like that, but decency and honor: The understanding: "I am your friend, and I want you to see it."

When women expect to be "pursued" and "play hard to get" and men engage in some form of transactionism to be with them, there's got to be two sides. Imagine if you paid to enter a brothel and the prostitute "wasn't in the mood."

As some would argue, ALL relationships are transactional, when done in a healthy manner, but women like to try to pretend they aren't so they can scam men. "Pay because you're a gentleman and if I'm in the mood, we can have sex. Tee hee!" Friendship is one of the few relationships where it's not directly transactional: Just being kind and supportive to each other without "hypergamy" where one side "profits" more than the other and equality is expected and even enforced.

Think about it: yes, friendship is transactional but it's also monitored to be fair. My cat brought me a live mouse, to my bed, out of love and earned trust. He didn't try to ration or meter out affection to me or deny it to me altogether once he "had me hooked". Heck, my current cat loves me more than any other member of the household because I "get" her more than anyone else. We have conversations in how she expresses a mood and I respond to it.

Brother and Tovarische: Without MINDfullness, we cannot achieve contentment particularly in era when CARElessness is costly.

"I spend my life trying not to be careless." youtu.be/6SosMCZwzhE?t=51

@Typo-MAGAshiv As I have stated before: nobody who knows me IRL has ever accused me of being a Chad. (For some reason, a few people have come to that conclusion after wildly extrapolating from things I’ve posted.)

I’ve relayed this before but it’s been a while, so I’ll reiterate that I’ve been on the receiving end of conduct by women that would have been considered sexual harassment and even sexual assault had the roles been reversed. Pretty much every guy has a story like that, and I would guess that most guys have several. Girlfriends get handsy. Guys who are conventionally attractive get groped and fondled all the time. Women are MUCH more open about it than men are because there are no penalties for it. The last time it happened to me was SO far over-the-top that if a man did that to a woman, bystanders would have physically intervened and cops would likely have been called. The reaction of my coworkers who were there wasn’t outrage: it was amusement. I won’t try to pretend that I was traumatized by it… it became a running joke for months.

And that’s the other difference. It’s not that it only happens to women, or even that it mostly happens to women: it’s that men just suck it up.

@Typo-MAGAshiv Here's my take on this and so-called "marital rape" or "duty sex is rape": Men ENJOY sex. We don't have guilt about it. We don't INSIST it being transactional otherwise we'd be "sluts". If we slept with someone we find unattractive, but we were drunk and they took advantage, we aren't traumatized provided there's no harm done (pregnancy or STD). For this reason, despite all the shit men go through for sex, we can at least enjoy it without shame.

I would add that men enjoy being around women without necessarily being compensated for doing so. That's something I looked for in my wife: That she has platonic male friends, uncles, a good relationship with her father where she respects men overall.

So entitlement thinking by women may ultimately put them into a whore's guild where they only associate with Johns for the most part when they want something from them and regard work as a chore, like most of us do with work, and their attraction to only the hottest men is a function of status seeking.

Women associate some benefit with sex as "consent" and a lack of benefit as "rape". It doesn't occur to them that they can have sex that's not fully pleasurable and consent to it like a man isn't enslaved if his wife asks him to take out the trash, and he would prefer to watch the ball game, but she nags him and he does it anyway.

And heck, the best sex my wife had was when my wife gave in and did duty sex particularly since women ENJOY being dominated by men and find too much "consent" beta such as "may I ask for consent to kiss you?" nonsense on college campuses in the 1990's.

As I've written before, many modern women are so feminist/entitled and whorish their oxycontin/dopamine sex centers are burned out like a stripper pretending to care about some guy's day to try to get an extra $20 tip for a lap dance.

@Vermillion-Rx this is no joke.

The year was 2004. I was currently dating one of my exes (one of the two giga-sluts I tried to have a relationship with). She needed help moving out of her dorm and back to her mom's house for the summer, so I planned to spend my 4-day Memorial Day weekend with her and helping.

We had a battalion run for PT on Thursday morning, and I sprained my ankle near the end. We only had a company-level class A inspection after breakfast and we were to be released for the weekend, so I didn't bother seeing the medics about my ankle (I should have, but that's another story).

I get to the town where my then-gf had university, and we saw "Troy". I forget what other activities we did, but it was a good bit for having been up since 5am, having a 4 mile run with an injury, then driving the 2 or 3 hours to get there.

After an afternoon and evening of her showing me around, we went back to her dorm room. Her roommate was also in there with her boyfriend, and the two beds were separated using some tall bookshelves for a bit of privacy.

When we thought her roommate and her boyfriend were asleep, we had sex. It turns out they were awake, because they started laughing and had sex right after we finished and I rolled over to go to sleep.

My then-gf apparently thought they were trying to 1-up us, and wanted to win whatever "contest" she imagined in her head, and got pretty insistent that we have sex again. I was exhausted from a long, rough, day, and was still in my refractory period and just wanted to go to sleep. I told her we could do it in the morning, but for now, I just want to sleep.

She wouldn't take "no" for an answer, and kept grinding on me and messing with me to arouse me, going as far as grabbing my dick and saying "Mister Happy better start getting happy, and quick!"

I ended up getting aroused enough (a boner is an involuntary reaction, for any women reading along who don't know this) that she started riding me. Just when I relented and decided I might be into it after all, she had her orgasm and dismounted and rolled over to go to sleep.

Not only was I raped, but the spoiled bitch didn't even have the courtesy to get me off!

#MeToo #IAmJohnDoe