verybasedindeed
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No awakening has ever been pleasurable to me. Over the last five years, I have had all my beliefs torn down by hard data and historical evidence. Other than that, personal experience.
I will never forget that city bus ride. I sat in the back with my father. Two loud Negroes got on the bus and assaulted the elders next to the door. The driver didn't move a finger. Apparently, that was a quite common occurrence. Everyone just stood there in shock. All the things the racists said are true, I thought to myself. So I began performing research.
It was my last year in High School. I wasn't invited to prom. My father insisted on the idea that women would just flock to me as soon as I had enough money to afford a good house and a decent car. This was, of course, counterintuitive to me: all my school acquaintances were hooking up with multiple girls as I went home to study. It was a lower-middle-class, predominantly White school, mind you.
My identity is not attached to the Blackpill. This means I'm open to new ideas on the condition that they are coherent and verifiable. However, there seems to be no smart opponent of the Blackpill out there. They are certainly not hiding on Reddit nor can they be found on YouTube—as a case in point, I spent days performing research on YouTube to try and find some meaningful content disproving the Blackpill. It was mostly anecdotal evidence from Redpill coaches selling their self-improvement courses to desperate young men.
I have nothing to lose in case the Blackpill is disproven. In fact, I would win in such a scenario. But no matter how much time I spend reading the arguments of opponents, I find nothing convincing. The scientific literature on the Blackpill is as terrifying to me as the literature on IQ is. There's no counterargument; just cold, hard data.
I'm still waiting for the brilliant rebuttals from the people who think they know better than us. I'm willing to read their studies and analyze the evidence. Yet, there seems to be no way back: the Blackpill is the truth.
I will never forget that city bus ride. I sat in the back with my father. Two loud Negroes got on the bus and assaulted the elders next to the door. The driver didn't move a finger. Apparently, that was a quite common occurrence. Everyone just stood there in shock. All the things the racists said are true, I thought to myself. So I began performing research.
It was my last year in High School. I wasn't invited to prom. My father insisted on the idea that women would just flock to me as soon as I had enough money to afford a good house and a decent car. This was, of course, counterintuitive to me: all my school acquaintances were hooking up with multiple girls as I went home to study. It was a lower-middle-class, predominantly White school, mind you.
My identity is not attached to the Blackpill. This means I'm open to new ideas on the condition that they are coherent and verifiable. However, there seems to be no smart opponent of the Blackpill out there. They are certainly not hiding on Reddit nor can they be found on YouTube—as a case in point, I spent days performing research on YouTube to try and find some meaningful content disproving the Blackpill. It was mostly anecdotal evidence from Redpill coaches selling their self-improvement courses to desperate young men.
I have nothing to lose in case the Blackpill is disproven. In fact, I would win in such a scenario. But no matter how much time I spend reading the arguments of opponents, I find nothing convincing. The scientific literature on the Blackpill is as terrifying to me as the literature on IQ is. There's no counterargument; just cold, hard data.
I'm still waiting for the brilliant rebuttals from the people who think they know better than us. I'm willing to read their studies and analyze the evidence. Yet, there seems to be no way back: the Blackpill is the truth.