Fat or Curvy… or Have I Been in America Too Long?

Whoah, it’s been over 3 weeks since my last post on here. It’s funny how quickly time can slip by when you’re not blogging. I’m gonna have to remedy that in the future with more frequent posts. But anyway…

Last week, Roosh Tweeted a link to a blog post entitled Fatkini 2012 asking the question “What’s worse… the pictures or the comments?” For those of you too lazy to click the link, here’s a sample of one of the pictures:
Photobucket

All the comments on her post are a constant stream of calling her “gorgeous”, “beautiful”, etc. Essentially all the stereotypical feel-good comments girls give each other and the over-the-top flattery provided by a girl’s beta orbiters. So yeah, the comments are pretty nauseatingly bad no matter who the girl is.

But I truly and honestly don’t understand Roosh’s perspective on these pictures, especially asking if they’re worse than the comments. In theory, I get the whole “holy shit, fat women shouldn’t wear bikinis or even be seen in public” agenda motivating Roosh’s comment, and I certainly don’t hold that against him. My problem is that my mind simply cannot conceive of this girl being considered “fat”.

Yes, I can see where Roosh is coming from, as this girl isn’t exactly small, but that doesn’t necessarily mean she’s fat. This might be a rare, legitimate use of using the words “big-boned” or “curvy” to describe her. I’ve met a few girls before in person who legitimately have a larger-than-average bone structure, and it’s always a little weird meeting a girl the same size as me who isn’t fat.

One tell-tale sign and turn-off I look for in fat chicks is a noticeable jiggly flabbiness in her neck, arms, and thighs, along with significant rolls of fatty flesh in her abdomen protruding over the mons pubis. I don’t see any of those signs in this chick. Also absent are any traces of cellulite or stretch marks. With most fat chicks, I can at least imagine what they’d look like if they lost weight, but not so with this girl. She appears to be healthy to me.

In fact, at the risk of being lumped in with her other commentators, I’d even say I would happily and totally wreck every orifice on this girl. And I wouldn’t even feel the slightest bit of shame afterwards. (Though to be fair, I should admit that when I look at her, all I really see are her HUGE BEWBS. And I really, really like HUGE BEWBS. Also, those big, dick-sucking lips.)

Is there some optical illusion at work? The stripes in the bikini drawing my eyes to see an attractive chick? Is the bikini bottom acting as a corset? The devil magic of Photoshop at work in just the right places? Being too distracted by her HUGE BEWBS?

Or have I simply been in America too long? My brain can’t even conceive of this woman being “fat”, and sex with her would make my dick rock hard. Perhaps I’ve built an immune response to the plethora of fat chicks in this country, that I can’t fully recognize one where others in the Manosphere do. I’d love to hear others’ thoughts on this topic.

But maybe this discussion is completely pointless. After all, isn’t the only thing that really matters is that she decisively passes my boner test?

Is Dear Abby Another Sign That Game Has Gone Mainstream?

Yesterday, the University of Man had this post discussing mainstream sources accepting basic tenets of Game. And today, I just stumbled upon a very unlikely one: Dear Abby.

I’ve come to expect the newspaper advice columnists Dear Abby, Annie’s Mailbox, Dear Prudence, etc. as bastions of feminist thought. There are countless examples of them shaming men and chastising them for refusing to “man up”. For example, there’s this recent Annie’s Mailbox column discussed by The Angry Dad where the response insists a dad get checked for ADD because he doesn’t want to work two jobs so his wife can stay at home with their baby. Or this post from Roosh describing a Dear Prudence letter that suggested a man go to counseling for wanting daily sex from his wife.

However, I found one of today’s Dear Abby letters rather interesting. First, here’s the letter (I’ve bolded a few relevant parts):

DEAR ABBY: My friends and I are women in our late 40s and early 50s. Some of us are married, some are single. Individually or as a group we have taken classes, volunteered, gone on cruises, gone to clubs and bars — you name it.

We have noticed that nearly everyone at these activities is either female or with a female as part of a couple. There are loads of single middle-aged women out there joining things and having fun, but there seem to be almost no single middle-aged men. Friends in various parts of the country report the same thing.

Where do the single men go? They rarely go out alone or with a male buddy. Our running joke is they’re all home watching bad cable TV. Middle-aged guys must be there somewhere, but where? You’d think that if they wanted to meet women, they’d go where women are, but we rarely see them. Can you solve this mystery for us? — WHERE THE BOYS AREN’T, NORTHERN WYOMING

When I first read this, I laughed at the middle-aged women not understanding the concept that men, no matter what age they are, don’t want middle-aged women, so it’s no surprise that the woman who wrote the letter can’t find them and rarely see them. I was expecting Abby to have a whole response shaming these men, calling them emotionally immature or somesuch for not wanting to settle for these old hags, and I even began planning today’s blog post as a response to it. But then her response completely surprised me:

DEAR WHERE THE BOYS AREN’T: Part of your problem may be that most of the males in your age group are already married. I don’t recommend looking for eligible men in clubs and bars because the ones who go there are usually looking for younger women

She just flat out tells the truth about male nature to these women, that most men are seeking younger women. No shaming, no chastising. Just flat out stating an objective fact, like saying the sky is blue. She just tells these women that for men who do want to meet women, they ARE going where women are. Where the young women are, that is.

There’s really nothing to respond to in this Dear Abby column. The rest of her response that I didn’t post is completely reasonable advice for a single, middle-aged woman looking to meet a man. I just wanted to write my own post about it because I was so surprised that such a mainstream column as Dear Abby would accept and state as fact the truth that men want younger women.

If basic tenets of Game are becoming this mainstream, maybe the Manosphere is winning after all.

Body Type is Irrelevant for Game

Danger & Play has a short article posted today asking “What Kind of Body Do Women Want?” and initially concludes, rightly so, that “It’s a stupid debate because there is no right answer.” However, with the very next sentence, he proceeds to get it wrong:

There are six right answers. If this chart were measured, from top-left to lower-right, the correct answers would be: 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, and 10.

I’m here to argue that in the image above, there are ten right answers. And not coincidentally, there are ten body types in the image. If your Game is tight enough, it doesn’t matter what body type you have, hot women will still love and fuck you. Peter Griffin once said it best, “Men aren’t fat. Only fat women are fat.” A charismatic personality transcends all body types, from skinny to obese-fat. If she loves your personality, she’ll automatically love your body.

There still seems to be some bias, even in the enlightened Manosphere, about what exactly women are attracted to. Just because men are 95% attracted to looks in women, some men still cling to the notion that a man’s looks are important to women. But no, women are 95% attracted to a man’s personality, confidence, and status. Men, you know that 5% of your attraction to a woman based on things outside looks, like her job or personality? Looks fall in that 5% category for women.

Now, I won’t argue that some men’s body types do have a slight advantage over others. The categories Danger & Play listed would be the ones with an advantage, but those advantages aren’t based on appealing to a woman’s sense of aesthetics. Instead, the men with “attractive” body types generally have more confidence because of a positive self-image. Many obese men are insecure about their excess weight, and it’s this insecurity that makes them fail with women. Muscular men get complimented often on their physique, and naturally these compliments build up the man’s confidence. Meanwhile, skinny twigs of men don’t get complimented on their physique, and thus their self-confidence begins to degrade. Also, the muscular body types don’t get that way by themselves. The men need to work out, and working out increases testosterone. A testosterone boost makes a man just feel manlier, which could be all the guy needs to boost his confidence and become more appealing to women.

Now, I’m not encouraging you to become lazy sloths. Working out is still important for maintaining a healthy lifestyle. And yes, you should be working to gravitate yourself to one of the athletic body types. But for health reasons, not sexual reasons.

And I will admit, some body types have stereotypes associated with them that may make it harder to Game or may necessitate different styles of Game. For example, fat men shouldn’t roll out to a club wearing a white V-neck in anticipation of using the same Game as a man with bulging muscles. And a fat man wearing a World of Warcraft T-shirt is just going to conjure up all sorts of images of “basement-dwelling virgin”. But a fat man wearing a well-tailored suit? Unstoppable.

So if you’re a man who’s concentration camp skinny or Comic Book Guy obese, don’t fret over your looks damaging your sexual market value. If you don’t obsess over your looks, women won’t either. Just dress well to flatter your body, and lock down your Game tighter than a twelve year old. And trust me, that’s what will get women falling all over you.

Don’t believe me? Still maintain being fat would hinder your sex life? Let’s ask this guy:

Tony Soprano

Tony Soprano