There is absolutely no hope. The gratification we are permitted to experience in our lives is only an infinitesimally small fraction of what the sexually liberated relish in every day. It becomes clearer to me everyday that the people who are the most content in life are those who live simple pleasurable lives, the requirement for such a life being usually, physical attractiveness, with some rare exceptions for wealth or status. As incels, we are left stranded out at sea pretty much. the belief systems of the past have been abandoned for the most part, in the west anyway, and it is left entirely up to us to come up with any reason at all as to why we should even get up in the morning. I have no answer.
