Serious [Xor Revisionism] "Meeting your girlfriend's parents"

[Atavistic Autist]

@XOR has been coming under massive criticism lately for romanticizing the meeting of a girlfriend's parents, which is not a common fantasy among men, to put it mildly:

JFL no man wants to meet his gfs parents, especially her father.

But the fact that there is this widescale aversion against meeting the parents of one's girlfriend -- "especially her father" -- is emblematic of the death of patriarchy and parental influence over mating generally, which is what historically served to restrict female sexuality and prevent male inceldom.

So I think that rather than necessarily being evidence of maliciousness or mendacity on the part of @XOR, this could just be further confirmation of his innocuous tendencies towards romance, which is not entirely despicable (if anachronistic), for if cultivated properly once again, this sort of culture would lead to a prosperous civilization.

 

[ShadowTheEdgehog]

@XOR has been coming under massive criticism lately for romanticizing the meeting of a girlfriend's parents, which is not a common fantasy among men, to put it mildly:



But the fact that there is this widescale aversion against meeting the parents of one's girlfriend -- "especially her father" -- is emblematic of the death of patriarchy and parental influence over mating generally, which is what historically served to restrict female sexuality and prevent male inceldom.

So I think that rather than necessarily being evidence of maliciousness or mendacity on the part of @XOR, this could just be further confirmation of his innocuous tendencies towards romance, which is not entirely despicable (if anachronistic), for if cultivated properly once again, this sort of culture would lead to a prosperous civilization.

Your way of writing obfuscates the Purpose of your post for most People.
Also, I would not conflate "romance" with the controlled paternal mate selection of the past.
If I can believe my grandparents, a suitor would first be selected based on character, Status and stature.
Then they would invite him over to dinner and the parents would evaluate his behaviour and also determine if he was a suitable fit for the daughter, who would be present as well.

There was hardly any room for romance.

Due to the arduous nature of labour back in the day, mate selection was a matter of pure practicality for most working class citizens.
So even back in the day, the desire to meet a womans parents must've been an unnatural one, akin to the desire to appear before a judge.

Aside from that, I think we can agree that the user in question unequivocally has demonstrated feminine "qualities" over and over again and therefore should be banished to the shadow realm.

 

[based_meme]

This charitable interpretation of XOR's romantic idealism only works if XOR is a time traveler from 1950.

 

[Atavistic Autist]

Your way of writing obfuscates the Purpose of your post for most People.

My posts are for giga verbal IQ'd meta-ticians, who are above petty personal conflicts and suspicions. Not the rabble!

I am bringing to light an important dialectic of debate here, that of the real vs. the ideal. And as with all dialectics, both sides have their merits.

Those who advocate for abusing women are the realists, in this view, and those who advocate for romance are the idealists (literally romanticists, JFL).

And which side you support, of course, depends on whether you have become totally embittered by reality or yet cling to higher ideals. I have traces of both inclinations in me, and resolving the contradiction is difficult tbhngl.

 

[0fflinemode]

I have traces of both in me, and resolving the contradiction is difficult tbhngl.

Same. I still feel the bluepill aspect of me (or the idealist version) but these days my blackpill aspect is getting stronger. However. I dont think the bluepill part of me will ever die, no matter how much I want to let go of it. I personally dont understand it myself, but I think its just my soul wanting to cope tbh

 

[Atavistic Autist]

This only works if XOR is a time traveler from 1950.

It's the current year, and the patriarchy is dead, you old-fashioned romanticists!

Us normies understand that the only shot we have for sexual success is to get Chad's sloppy seconds, and being intercepted by Becky's father might spoil our efforts!!!!

Just LARP as a psychopathic predator like Chad, bro, and deftly strategize your way into Becky's pants (which she is wearing despite it being a male garment; it's sooo progressive and turns on my latent homoerotic tendencies!!!!!!)

 

[ShadowTheEdgehog]

My posts are for giga verbal IQ'd meta-ticians, who are above petty personality conflicts and suspicions. Not the rabble!

I am bringing to light an important dialectic of debate here, that of the real vs. the ideal. And as with all dialectics, both sides have their merits.

Those who advocate for abusing women are the realists, in this view, and those who advocate for romance are the idealists (literally romanticists, JFL).

And which side you support, of course, depends on whether you have become totally embittered by reality or yet cling to higher ideals. I have traces of both in me, and resolving the contradiction is difficult tbhngl.

Thanks for the Response. I still haven't gotten used to your new avi btw, JFL. Your old one was very memorable in an uncanny-valley sort of way.
I think you have to be careful with your choice of words, especially "idealists".
I understand what you mean but romaticism and the technical/philosophical terminology for "idealistic" differ quite a bit.
Just my autism speaking though, so no Sweat.

Also, is a mixture an impossibility? The intention makes the crime, not the action. I can abuse a woman because I love her and I understand that she can only develop any semblance of feelings for me if I constantely reinforce our natural roles.

There can be love in violence.

 

[Atavistic Autist]

I would not conflate "romance" with the controlled paternal mate selection of the past.

They are not necessarily related, but what the combination between the patriarchy and Christianity did in Europe was exactly this: promote a vision of sexuality as based in "love" and "romance."

It was a compromise between male social dominance (patriarchy) and consideration for both females and lesser men (monogamy). Quite dialectical pilled ngl.

There was hardly any room for romance.

This may just be a consequence of the fact that the concept of "romance" has been corrupted since then to mean premarital sex, kiss cuckery, and "girlfriend"/"boyfriend" prostitution. But that's my guess.

I think romance is precisely based in these brief encounters and separations, as overseen by the parents, which get prospective couples thinking about each other positively, and developing oneitises.

 

[ShadowTheEdgehog]

They are not necessarily related, but what the combination between the patriarchy and Christianity did in Europe was exactly this: promote a vision of sexuality as based in "love" and "romance."

It was a compromise between male social domination (patriarchy) and consideration for both females and lesser men (monogamy). Quite dialectical pilled ngl.


This may just be a consequence of the fact that the concept of "romance" has been corrupted since then to mean premarital sex and kiss cuckery. But that's my guess.

I think romance is precisely based in brief encounters and separations, which get prospective couples thinking about each other, and developing oneitis.

I see.
My idealized verion of romance is not much different from yours. When I developed an oneitis I would usually Dream of a "melting of the minds" type of Scenario wherein sex is only a forgone conclusion. I wanted a Partner for life, somone that shared a soul of a similar Quality to mine.
That is my most bluepilled Fantasy.
A Chance Encounter that develops into the discovery of shared commonalities beyond consumerism, beyond pallid tastes for products of personal deification.
I wanted a bond so deep that it would kill me should it ever be shattered.

Over time my dreams grew old and I became weary of life, weary of chasing a Phantom that grew evermore translucent the more I discovered About the world.
Eventually I retired from the real world and sought refuge in the depths of the Internet, a place of unbridled idealism.
Then, one day, I disovered this Forum and signed up.
I had become
incel.

 

[Atavistic Autist]

I see.
My idealized verion of romance is not much different from yours. When I developed an oneitis I would usually Dream of a "melting of the minds" type of Scenario wherein sex is only a forgone conclusion. I wanted a Partner for life, somone that shared a soul of a similar Quality to mine.
That is my most bluepilled Fantasy.
A Chance Encounter that develops into the discovery of shared commonalities beyond consumerism, beyond pallid tastes for products of personal deification.
I wanted a bond so deep that it would kill me should it ever be shattered.

Over time my dreams grew old and I became weary of life, weary of chasing a Phantom that grew evermore translucent the more I discovered About the world.
Eventually I retired from the real world and sought refuge in the depths of the Internet, a place of unbridled idealism.
Then, one day, I disovered this Forum and signed up.
I had become
incel.

If only our positive energies were facilitated by a society which actually cared about us, or even just its own perpetuation. But instead it cares about making bloodsucking financiers trillions of dollars in the aggregate, and that alone.

 

[ShadowTheEdgehog]

If only our positive energies were faciliated/encouraged by a society which actually cared about us, or even just its own perpetuation. But instead it cares about making financiers trillions of dollars in the aggregate, and that alone.

Yes, it is baffling.
Has Society, have women ever cared about the male plight though?
Maybe the only true love that exists is brotherly love between men.
Nobody else really bats an eye when men are sacrificed to Moloch everday, disemboweled on the altars of economics, education and instiution.

Maybe People like us two are just projecting very specific personality traits on a Society that is largely compromised of low-level narcissists.
I have yet to meet another Idealist in real life, as much as I wish too.

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15:13

Maybe the positive energies you talk About are just another Illusion, another Dream that defies reality.
The great german author Ernst Jünger wrote about this in his epilogue to the 1924 Edition of "Storm of Steel".
He Points to the martyrs of the past, how they threw themselves into the Arena, almost ecstatic in face of their horrible fate.

He goes on to describe how, just like we can not understand the conviction and idealism of These People in modern times, future Generations might not be able to grasp our dreams either and that there will be an age of spiritual nihilism, a barren wasteland of faith.

That age is now.

…

III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.


IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.
…
- T.S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men", 1925

Spoiler: full poem

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us-if at all-not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.


II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer-

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom


III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.


IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.


V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

 

[Deleted member 18193]

This charitable interpretation of XOR's romantic idealism only works if XOR is a time traveler from 1950.

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