LifeFuel Men Are Waking Up to Foid Hypocrisy

[SmhChan]

Slavery is too kind and too much of a time and resource sink. We have alternatives available. Total replacement is the only solution I will accept.

A brother in the wild, I see.

 

[Cybersex is our hope]

The most likely scenario is a total replacement of foids with artificial replacements. Easier to control and can be purpose built for the various tasks foids once filled. I don't even think the transition will be violent. One day we'll see a headline about how 50% of males are in relationships with AI partners/sexbots and then the next year we'll read about the artificial womb and the growing number of single fathers using surrogacy and artificial wombs to have kids. Then, sometime in the more distant future, we'll hear about the last human female on Earth dying and how our species has reached a new evolutionary stage previously unknown to us. The last part probably won't happen for another 200 to 300 years, but we are in the last stage of our co-evolutionary existence with females. There remain only a few things they are needed for, and the artificial solution for those things will happen before the end of the century. We are almost free boyos. Good riddance, honestly.

I am sorry this looks like dystopian daydreaming. Stuff that will not ever happen. A total collapse or ww3 are WAY more probable than this

 

[Cheap fuck]

Slavery is too kind and too much of a time and resource sink. We have alternatives available. Total replacement is the only solution I will accept.

based

 

[Shitskin=Shitlife]

Rest in peace. This society is killing men or destroying them mentally and financially. The ZOG matriarchy leaves a pile of male human wreckage in its wake and doesn't care. Millions of dead or miserable men.

 

[Corvus]

Good, another dead cuckitor.

 

[NoCopeNoHope]

I am sorry this looks like dystopian daydreaming. Stuff that will not ever happen. A total collapse or ww3 are WAY more probable than this

It's already happening. If you told men 50 years ago that men would be paying for simulated love on a computer, they would think you were insane (talking about Onlyfans here). It's not that hard to go from Onlyfans to AI gfs. AI gfs then turn into sexbots. Sexbots turn into wifebots. Wifebots turn imto artificial nannies for the children of the single men who use said bots.

We are progressing towards this future and it is inevitable. Reproduction will soon be automated much like most manufacturing has.

 

[The Scarlet Prince]

I am sorry this looks like dystopian daydreaming. Stuff that will not ever happen. A total collapse or ww3 are WAY more probable than this

I can believe it. While I do thing certain things will go differently, it's 100% inevitable that men will eventually find a way to replace women or make them useful again through some other means that takes away their rights. We've probably hit the peak of women's rights around 2-3 years ago, and now it's regressing back to how it used to be.

 

[A.M.KANGA]

RIP to the dude. Sad to see him go out like this.

 

[BoneHermit666]

In this Reddit post, some guy is talking about how his truecel little brother ended up killing himself.

TL;DR of the post -- His Her (it's apparently a foid, JFL!) little brother killed himself because he was extremely lonely due to not being desirable to women despite his self-improvement journey. He had a good personality, made people laugh, worked extremely hard, studied extremely hard, and showed kindness to everyone he knew. He ended up breaking down crying talking about how no girls want him and how lonely he feels. Later on, he hung himself.

Spoiler: Original text if the post (((somehow))) gets deleted:

He was 22, almost 23 in November.

I noticed something seemed off about 2 months ago and asked him what was going on. It was just us at the house, and he's usually a pretty stoic guy hell he loves to laugh and joke around. I really did not expect him to breakdown crying. I hadn't seen him cry since he was a little boy.

He talked about how ugly he felt, he felt so undesirable, one thing that stuck with me was him saying he was "so cold all the time". It was honestly really fucking hard for me not to cry. I was surprised because I just kind of assumed he had a regular social life yknow? Few good friends, a girl here and there, stuff like that.

I did notice he stopped going out as much a few years ago and he said he had to drop a lot of friends in the name of "self improvement" which I did see him improving himself A LOT these past few years and just kinda thought like "nice, good for him" but now I'm starting to wonder if he was doing all that in hopes of getting a girl.

This was all 2 months ago and I was still thinking about it but idk I guess maybe I thought he'd cry it out and kinda move on to the next part of the story or something? I really didn't know.

3 weeks ago my brother was found after hanging himself in his closet and from what I'm told his note mostly just referenced his struggles with dating and his appearance.

I don't understand. He was such a handsome young man, his hair was so full and beautiful with that amazing dark brown color to it, his eyes were so beautiful the way they'd switch between green and blue depending on how the light hit them, his voice was so pleasant to listen to, he was so funny he'd have you sore the next day from laughing, he was so smart he taught himself so many things he knew so much about history, culture, science, philosophy, always such a quick learner and such an incredibly hard worker. He was always the first to show up and the last to leave at every job he'd had. He was so kind helpful, giving our nieces and nephews $100 for their birthdays, learning how to braid hair for our nieces, always looking out for people who might need help. He was so balanced, strong yet gentle, capable yet humble, beautiful yet modest. He was such a good cook, even if it didn't turn out the best you could tell he cooked with love and passion. He did everything with a passion you very rarely see in people. Hell he even watched movies, read books, and listened to music with a passion. I remember as a kid he used to always tear up during movies and at songs. Hell, I remember when we were little and he cried at the end of kill bill 2. He even taught himself ASL (for our cousin in another state) and Japanese to damn near FLUENCY. I wanted to learn Spanish so bad in high school and couldn't get past the first grammar lesson. I was honestly in awe of him for that. This kid liked a challenge too, he'd be taking cold showers, sleeping without a blanket in the winter, doing pushups until he literally couldn't lift his arms, seeing how long he can study for, how much money could he make in a week. I think he liked seeing what he could withstand. He was so sentimental. Always believing everyone had so much intrinsic value and getting so upset when things were unfair. When our aunt's dog died he sat there with that dog for an entire day, never moving, just trying to comfort the dog on his last day. A comfort he was not given.

His funeral's on Sunday and I don't know if I'll be able to hold it together.

My family wants me to do the slideshow. I've picked the songs runaway train by soul asylum and yokan by a band called dir en grey (he loved both songs so much always sang or played them). It's so fucking hard looking at the pictures, hearing the melodies or lyrics. I feel like my lungs are bruised from trying to stifle my tears. What hurts even more is that there's less and less pictures of him as the years go on, and looking back, you can really start to see the happiness drain from his eyes, how the hell did we not see it. I can't stop crying for even 10 minutes. I feel like I'm literally suffocating. I just want to scream I'm so angry and sad at the same time. I'm never ever going to see my little brother ever again for the rest of my life. We went to my sister's and hearing the deep, endless sobbing of my nieces will be etched into my brain. Seeing a 4 and 8 year old grieve is unimaginable, they cry just like adults almost. I'm honestly terrified for both of them, especially the toddler, she has no other father figure in her life and he took so much pride in being there for her and she loved him more than anything in the world, even copying his mannerisms. And now she'll never see her uncle again, he won't be there when she graduates high school and college, or when she gets married, or when she has a baby of her own. He'll never be there to pick her up somewhere no questions asked, vet a boyfriend, help her with homework, help her move. He took so much pride in being a good male role model for them and now no matter how much these girls might need their uncle, he will never be there again. Ever.

I keep going back and forth between anger and agony, spending most of my time somewhere in the middle. He was the greatest person I ever knew and how did he die? How did he spend the last moments of his beautiful, precious life? Alone, in agony, in a dark closet. I didn't get to say goodbye to my little brother. All the meals I cooked for him, the days I took care of him when he was sick, all the babysitting, teaching him to drive, all of it.... and I don't even get a fucking goodbye. Just up and leave. How could you do this to me? To all of us? I fucking hate you.

I just don't understand, he was so beautiful. How the hell could he feel ugly? He wanted children so bad and I know they would've been so incredibly smart, kind, beautiful, and capable. Just like he was.

I'd like to share something he wrote that's really stuck with me. I'm considering getting it tattoo'd.

"When I'm too scared to sleep alone, would you stay up with me on the phone? On that road, watch me go. Oh man, I'm pretty far from home. Hold my head against your chest, I'll listen to your heart while you listen to my breath. On that road, watch me go. Oh man, I'm pretty far from home."

I love you so much, Luke.

The comments here are full of foids consoling the poster and saying that this was so unfortunate that this happened. Talking about how depression just 'irrationally strikes.' and doesn't make sense for why some people kill themselves.





However, men in the comment section aren't falling for the same BS anymore.








This is genuienly lifefuel, I felt relieved looking at the comments and seeing guys starting to wake up to women's evil nature and their hypocrisy. The best part? No foid is replying to them! They have nothing to say, because they know that it's the truth. Men as a collective are starting to move forward for once.

I hate this world so much, yeah then they fuck all the bad boys.

 

[ilieknothing]

The brother specifically wrote why he roped on his suicide note and his dumb whore sister still doesn’t care at all about the cause of his suicide. Not one comment on I didn’t know that men can have it so hard.

I am 100% convinced that foids are incapable of empathy and not should never be classified as full humans because they lack a fundamental human quality. Fuck you foids, I hope you all get choked to death by Chad during BDSM

 

[SocialOutkast95]

When sis is constantly going out with her friends, coming home with a new boyfriend every night, all the while bro is coming home from school and immediately closing his door and playing vidya games. How ppl don't see this as a problem and how they still say men are the privileged ones, are beyond me.

 

[The Scarlet Prince]

The brother specifically wrote why he roped on his suicide note and his dumb whore sister still doesn’t care at all about the cause of his suicide. Not one comment on I didn’t know that men can have it so hard.

I am 100% convinced that foids are incapable of empathy and not should never be classified as full humans because they lack a fundamental human quality. Fuck you foids, I hope you all get choked to death by Chad during BDSM

High IQ, foids are genuinely evil creatures that should be hunted for sport.

 

[Decal1us_____]

RIP to the dude. Sad to see him go out like this.

 

[ThanostheGOAT]

In this Reddit post, some guy is talking about how his truecel little brother ended up killing himself.

TL;DR of the post -- His Her (it's apparently a foid, JFL!) little brother killed himself because he was extremely lonely due to not being desirable to women despite his self-improvement journey. He had a good personality, made people laugh, worked extremely hard, studied extremely hard, and showed kindness to everyone he knew. He ended up breaking down crying talking about how no girls want him and how lonely he feels. Later on, he hung himself.

Spoiler: Original text if the post (((somehow))) gets deleted:

He was 22, almost 23 in November.

I noticed something seemed off about 2 months ago and asked him what was going on. It was just us at the house, and he's usually a pretty stoic guy hell he loves to laugh and joke around. I really did not expect him to breakdown crying. I hadn't seen him cry since he was a little boy.

He talked about how ugly he felt, he felt so undesirable, one thing that stuck with me was him saying he was "so cold all the time". It was honestly really fucking hard for me not to cry. I was surprised because I just kind of assumed he had a regular social life yknow? Few good friends, a girl here and there, stuff like that.

I did notice he stopped going out as much a few years ago and he said he had to drop a lot of friends in the name of "self improvement" which I did see him improving himself A LOT these past few years and just kinda thought like "nice, good for him" but now I'm starting to wonder if he was doing all that in hopes of getting a girl.

This was all 2 months ago and I was still thinking about it but idk I guess maybe I thought he'd cry it out and kinda move on to the next part of the story or something? I really didn't know.

3 weeks ago my brother was found after hanging himself in his closet and from what I'm told his note mostly just referenced his struggles with dating and his appearance.

I don't understand. He was such a handsome young man, his hair was so full and beautiful with that amazing dark brown color to it, his eyes were so beautiful the way they'd switch between green and blue depending on how the light hit them, his voice was so pleasant to listen to, he was so funny he'd have you sore the next day from laughing, he was so smart he taught himself so many things he knew so much about history, culture, science, philosophy, always such a quick learner and such an incredibly hard worker. He was always the first to show up and the last to leave at every job he'd had. He was so kind helpful, giving our nieces and nephews $100 for their birthdays, learning how to braid hair for our nieces, always looking out for people who might need help. He was so balanced, strong yet gentle, capable yet humble, beautiful yet modest. He was such a good cook, even if it didn't turn out the best you could tell he cooked with love and passion. He did everything with a passion you very rarely see in people. Hell he even watched movies, read books, and listened to music with a passion. I remember as a kid he used to always tear up during movies and at songs. Hell, I remember when we were little and he cried at the end of kill bill 2. He even taught himself ASL (for our cousin in another state) and Japanese to damn near FLUENCY. I wanted to learn Spanish so bad in high school and couldn't get past the first grammar lesson. I was honestly in awe of him for that. This kid liked a challenge too, he'd be taking cold showers, sleeping without a blanket in the winter, doing pushups until he literally couldn't lift his arms, seeing how long he can study for, how much money could he make in a week. I think he liked seeing what he could withstand. He was so sentimental. Always believing everyone had so much intrinsic value and getting so upset when things were unfair. When our aunt's dog died he sat there with that dog for an entire day, never moving, just trying to comfort the dog on his last day. A comfort he was not given.

His funeral's on Sunday and I don't know if I'll be able to hold it together.

My family wants me to do the slideshow. I've picked the songs runaway train by soul asylum and yokan by a band called dir en grey (he loved both songs so much always sang or played them). It's so fucking hard looking at the pictures, hearing the melodies or lyrics. I feel like my lungs are bruised from trying to stifle my tears. What hurts even more is that there's less and less pictures of him as the years go on, and looking back, you can really start to see the happiness drain from his eyes, how the hell did we not see it. I can't stop crying for even 10 minutes. I feel like I'm literally suffocating. I just want to scream I'm so angry and sad at the same time. I'm never ever going to see my little brother ever again for the rest of my life. We went to my sister's and hearing the deep, endless sobbing of my nieces will be etched into my brain. Seeing a 4 and 8 year old grieve is unimaginable, they cry just like adults almost. I'm honestly terrified for both of them, especially the toddler, she has no other father figure in her life and he took so much pride in being there for her and she loved him more than anything in the world, even copying his mannerisms. And now she'll never see her uncle again, he won't be there when she graduates high school and college, or when she gets married, or when she has a baby of her own. He'll never be there to pick her up somewhere no questions asked, vet a boyfriend, help her with homework, help her move. He took so much pride in being a good male role model for them and now no matter how much these girls might need their uncle, he will never be there again. Ever.

I keep going back and forth between anger and agony, spending most of my time somewhere in the middle. He was the greatest person I ever knew and how did he die? How did he spend the last moments of his beautiful, precious life? Alone, in agony, in a dark closet. I didn't get to say goodbye to my little brother. All the meals I cooked for him, the days I took care of him when he was sick, all the babysitting, teaching him to drive, all of it.... and I don't even get a fucking goodbye. Just up and leave. How could you do this to me? To all of us? I fucking hate you.

I just don't understand, he was so beautiful. How the hell could he feel ugly? He wanted children so bad and I know they would've been so incredibly smart, kind, beautiful, and capable. Just like he was.

I'd like to share something he wrote that's really stuck with me. I'm considering getting it tattoo'd.

"When I'm too scared to sleep alone, would you stay up with me on the phone? On that road, watch me go. Oh man, I'm pretty far from home. Hold my head against your chest, I'll listen to your heart while you listen to my breath. On that road, watch me go. Oh man, I'm pretty far from home."

I love you so much, Luke.

The comments here are full of foids consoling the poster and saying that this was so unfortunate that this happened. Talking about how depression just 'irrationally strikes.' and doesn't make sense for why some people kill themselves.





However, men in the comment section aren't falling for the same BS anymore.








This is genuienly lifefuel, I felt relieved looking at the comments and seeing guys starting to wake up to women's evil nature and their hypocrisy. The best part? No foid is replying to them! They have nothing to say, because they know that it's the truth. Men as a collective are starting to move forward for once.

Ngl it’s kinda pathetic to kill yourself just for foids, that means they’re winning