He's right.
If we weren't lonely, miserable and sexless we likely wouldn't have developed any of our misogynistic beliefs and ideas. Each of us would be just yet another bluepilled normie cuck happily working ourselves to an early grave in order to betabuxx some used-up cunt and the children she's made with Chad (that we believe are ours) in exchange for starfish sex once a month, some occasional words of affirmation, and arm-candy for a parties and events once or twice a year until the inevitable day of the divorce-rape, when we lose everything we worked for and are discarded like a used rag.
Such is the fate of the bluepilled normies. This is not our fate because we're lonely and sexless.