It would have been Year 5 of the new family Christmas tradition I started to make a group trip to the theaters, specifically to catch the new Star Wars’ films. However, MGTOW Monk Mode makes you less tethered to the outside world. Holidays and even your own birthday begin to lose their significance, and adding to the fact that J.J. Abrams was returning for The Rise of Skywalker, I decided to give up my responsibility of securing the tickets this year.
Thus, this story will probably seem over-dramatic, but keep in mind that I was also looking for any good excuse to skip out on a movie I no longer had enthusiasm to see.
So, I had one simple rule to guarantee my attendance: this would be a family-exclusive event, and anyone born without our last name can not be invited.
Now, if it was up to me, I would have just invited only the single men in my family, but since it was my Uncle’s responsibility now, he decided to invite my brother and his son, so he could also initiate my young nephew into the Sci-Fi Fantasy genre the same way we were.
While we were going over the plans for the trip with my married brother, his first concern was that he had to tell his wife. Initially, I thought he was asking for permission, which I thought was odd because there should be no objection to him spending quality father-and-son time, and it’s a family event.
But no, it was far worse than that. He just couldn’t bear spending any time just with his blood-family alone and had to invite her.
The reason why I made the rule up in advance was because he showed similar behavior during the last outing. Not only was he about to flake on us, but when he saw there were still seats available at the theater when we arrived, he frantically scrambled to invite his girlfriend, and his best friend who would also bring his girlfriend.
It’s a family event. Why is he trying to have this random double date on the side?
My Uncle’s only objection was that my brother would have to pay for his wife’s ticket, but I snapped and said if she goes, she can just take my ticket because I no longer want to go.
What happened next was pure gold.
So, in my brother’s puny Blue Pill brain, he thought it was a trump card to bring up that our grandfather is proud that he has extended the family name twice by having a son and a wife.
I responded, “First off, she could divorce you and change her name, and second, why are you bringing up the family bloodline just for one Saturday afternoon? Really? You are a lost boy.“
Maybe you think this whole story is unnecessarily dramatic, but I don’t see it that way. My relationship with my brother has already been steadily deteriorating, and I really wanted this movie outing to be a last ditch effort to reignite the old bonds and camaraderie between us.
But he doesn’t want that. We’re not cool enough to hang out with anymore, I guess. Rules and tradition don’t matter; we have to use “diplomacy”, my uncle said.
Fuck that though. Not standing your ground and making concessions is exactly how stupidity like the infiltration and decline of the Boy Scouts happens.
The Blue Pill man is never going to be in your corner, doesn’t even matter if you’re family.
Blood may be thicker than water, but it’s not thicker than pussy juice, that’s for sure.
After this experience, there is no doubt that all future associations with blue-pill men will have to be kept to an absolute minimum. There’s no guarantees that they will uphold whatever traditions, customs, and bonds you’ve built with them, as they will gladly sacrifice them for the validation of a woman.
It’s also why I’ve chosen to brand myself MGTOW and not just Moon Base, because those are the only men I can truly trust to have my back these days. Even single men like my Uncle (who appears to be MGTOW on the outside), still don’t make the cut because they don’t have the internal knowledge of female nature and the weakness of their fellow men.
I’ll still enjoy the company of my family, but I’ll just say that the world is a very big place. I want unanimous trust, loyalty, and brotherhood. If I can’t have that, I have no problem walking this path alone, and going my own way.
See you on the Far Side… – Monk Moon Base
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