Fitness is the Base of My Game

Fitness is the Base of My Game

Jul 22, 2013

Every Halloween in Tokyo for the past three years, I’ve dressed up as a lifeguard complete with super short shorts, aviator sunglasses, no shirt, and my nose painted white. You may call me unimaginative, but I’m a cheap bastard from a warm climate and I’ll take every chance I can get to bask in attention while I stroll around in public with as little clothing as socially acceptable. Since most dudes don’t have the nuts to stroll around a party semi-nude, the costume has been a hit wherever I went, year after year. The first two years I donned my trusty lifeguard costume, back when I had the body of an asexual Asian teenager, I received about the same amount of attention from gay dudes as I did from women. The only thing was it was obvious that only the gay dudes wanted to bang my little Asian bottom. I quickly realized that most of the chicks just wanted to take a picture of the funny looking dude in the red shorts so they could post it on Facebook when they ran away before I could ask, “S-s-so what’s your name?” Back in those days of no-game hell, when I thanked my lucky stars when a girl let me park my beef bus in her tuna garage, I figured putting up with the odd sexual advance from a man was better than being completely invisible to women. Also, it gets really hot and uncomfortable when you’re dancing to electro club jams in a polyester Pikachu suit. Last Halloween was different. I had been practicing Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu heavily for about two years, and an interest in improving my performance caused me to optimize my diet. I had also recently begun barbell training to improve my explosive strength. I arrived at that year’s costume party with broad grappler’s shoulders and a narrow waist. Even though I weighed a mere 132 lbs at the time, the difference in reaction was stark. I felt hands running across my shoulders after I posed with slutty nurses for a picture. Apropos of nothing, a tart in cat ears and a mini-skirt pressed her body against mine and said, “Meow!” One...

Only white knights, women and feminists objectify women

Only white knights, women and feminists objectify women

Jul 9, 2013

Dear Feminists and Women, How are you? It’s me, redpillschool. Just checking up on things. Oh myself? I’m not doing so well. Another person just tried to shame me for enjoying my sexuality. I know, it’s pretty bad that we live in a society that encourages this. According to you, only stupid women have sex with me. I wonder if you’d say that to their face? I mean, she was just enjoying her sexuality. Something you feminists appear to be in favor for. Why are you being discriminating? I wanted to talk to you about objectification of women really quickly. It’s upsetting because I love women and would hate to see anybody treat one like less than a person. But it seems feminists are doing a great job of this as of late. Let’s address the word object. Objects have no agency. They cannot act for themselves. They can only be acted upon. I pick up a coffee mug and put it in the dishwasher. It is an object and cannot put itself in the dishwasher. Let’s talk about agency, the opposite of being an object. This is important. I have agency. Tomorrow I can decide whether to go swimming, or read a book. It’s my choice. I have an active role in my future. Nobody can tell me what I can and cannot do. I am an agent. Feminists used to be pretty upset at the idea that anybody would objectify women. This was the concept that women have no agency, and instead do only what other people act upon them. If I want a woman in the kitchen cleaning my coffee mug, I put her there and she does it. Well gosh that sounds terrible. Feminism agrees! Women aren’t objects. They should never be treated as such. So feminism, I have to ask. Why do you keep acting like women are objects and not agents? Feminists keep telling me I’m disgusting, that I’m wrong and evil.. because I trick women into sleeping with me. But feminists- you were the one who told me women are people and make grown up decisions for themselves! Are you saying that women are incapable of saying no? I just don’t get it. I’m trying to...