Male internalized disposability

“Men since the beginning of time keep getting lost in that Bermuda Triangle, some survive but most pay a steep price!” was the thought that ran through my mind as I read the headline on Yahoo “Woman whose husband died after she banished him to the sofa has found love again with his brother.”  My next thought was wow, male and female nature at play yet again, but it wasn’t until I opened and read the full story that I came to see how sordid the events leading up to the man’s untimely death and how the “loving” wife so callously moved on from her husband’s death to banging the husband’s brother two months after the husband died.

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There is so much wrong in this story that I’m forced to have to take it piece by piece and at the end of it, hope that men would learn more about themselves and about women and most importantly learn to keep eschewing traditional marriage en mass as well as all stereotypical obligations that equate “a real man” to women and society.  You know, that imagined masculinity role that enforces your servitude to everyone else but yourself, one that makes you a sacrificial lamb to the hungry wolves that couldn’t wait to taste blood.

Before I proceed, I think it’s fitting to point out that one of the most potent line in Esther Vilar’s book is “pleasure in unfreedom” but what stuck out to me the most when I read the book years ago was the question she posed that what if it occurs to men that they don’t have to reproduce, that they don’t have to fulfill the societal role that obligates them to sire the next generation of government slaves.  What if…

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Ashley Murrell, a beauty therapist, and her husband Mikey Murrell, a 36-year-old carpet cleaner, as you can see in the in the first picture seem like your typical modern traditional couple just like any other, and then the next picture is Mikey casually displaying his twins.  He is visibly tired and out of shape.  According to the story, the man has been working 16-hour shift, seven days a week for couple years so as to be the man his wife wants him to be.

“He would work 16-hour shifts, seven days a week just so he could save up enough to take us all to Disney every year. He was so worn out but he would do anything just to see us smile.”

Gentlemen, that is Ashley’s account of the hell Mickey put himself through on the daily basis in order to make life happen for her and the kids.  Cleaning carpets for 16 hours a day, seven days a week would wear out the body quicker than anything but that is nothing when you take into account that he does it to see smiles on her and the kids, right? lol.  According to her, he would do anything to make sure there is a smile on their faces.  This is your typical marriage slave whose internalized disposability and utility preclude him from seeing his dire lot in life and how life is denied him because he is the man society wants and he’s the one to go out and wear himself out and bring home the bacon, all to “see us smile.”  Isn’t that great?  Tell me, when you put in that amount of work as he’s done for three years, when do you have time to look after your own health or indulge in your own hobbies and interest?  You don’t.  You are a soulless husk that must work and provide.  Here is Mickey lifting weights prior to the time when he started working 16 hours a day seven days a week…

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You see a man that is reasonably fit and taking initiatives to be healthy compared to the lifeless soul on the couch in the picture above doing all he could to show a smile while holding his twins.  Apparently, he hurt his back while lifting weights and later discovered he was suffering from spinal arthritis.  This is when Mickey started working crazy hours in order to continue to be the man his wife and kids required of him.  His health is in the gutter and the encumbered pain I’m sure he was feeling wasn’t enough to tap on the break and slow things down.  Instead, he slammed harder on the accelerator in a race to give life to everyone else and one that later claimed his.

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On one of the days Mickey returned from his now regular 16 hours seven days a week carpet cleaning job, his “loving” wife decided that is that best time to pick a fight with the man over his working hours.

“But the hours he was working were just getting too much. He was so exhausted all the time and he was running himself into the ground and his health was going downhill fast.  When he came home that night he was a mess, I have never seen him so exhausted. I couldn’t stand seeing him like that and I got angry. I was sick of it.  I had a go at him and told him to sleep on the sofa which was stupid because I really just wanted him around more.”

Gentlemen, from that quote you may think, “finally, this is woman in all her glory, caring so much about her husband and caring that her husband is working himself to death.”  That couldn’t be farther from the truth.  Don’t let women’s words fool you and the best way to safeguard yourself is to not put any trust or stock anything women say.   A creature who is not only adept in lies and deceit but is perpetually at the whims of her emotions and feelings is incapable of self-accountability.  If Mickey had decided to no longer work such long hours for so many days and had said to her that even though it means less money for her and the kids that he’d dialed back on the working hours to look after himself more, she’d be the first to lament that she’s not getting the man she thought she married and that she’s not getting her needs met.  She’d probably divorce the guy and take the kids if the lifestyle his working hours provides changed.  She wouldn’t dare say, “Hey baby, dial back on those working hours.  I’ll pick up the slack for the time being.  I’ll pick up more hours, look for a better job to make up the differences in income.”  That is what I think a caring wife would say but she wouldn’t dare say that.

Ask yourselves, gentlemen, does this person look like a wife who wants to work (a beauty therapist?  lol.  Give me a fucking break)?  Better yet, does she look like a wife that’d care about a man’s well being if her lifestyle is in jeopardy as a result?

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In the middle of the fight/argument, she decides that the couch is the right place for a man whose body is worn out from working 16 hours and banished him to it.  “I had a go at him and told him to sleep on the sofa which was stupid because I really just wanted him around more.”  Isn’t that sweet?  She cared so much about the toll the long working hours are taking on his worn out body that the only place suitable for that worn out body is the couch!  What lovely caring soul women are!

Men’s place in society is so low, so low, so fucking low and that of women is so undeservingly elevated that they feel bold enough to hand their husbands pillows and tell them where to sleep in their own house.  I see this laughable trend in the media all throughout the 90s and ’00s and for the life of me I couldn’t fathom something so outrageous.  He pays for the house and pays the bill, yet he is to be told where to lay in his own house.  Unbelievable.  If that doesn’t exemplify a slave, I don’t know what is.

She banished him to the couch while she laid cozily in the bed he paid for.  I’m sure she smiled and gloat at how much power she has over him before she went to bed that night.

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Mickey Murrell, age 36, died on that couch during the night; never to wake up again.

Now, nobody knows what happened or what caused Mickey’s death.  Speculations, because of the events that followed, led some people to believe Mickey was murdered.  Whether he was murdered or died from preexisting health issues, nobody knows but I cannot hide the exasperation I felt to see A MAN, A HUMAN BEING, work himself to his grave when his path in life could’ve been different had he being a MGTOW or had he been exposed to the MGTOW philosophy or a little bit of “red pill.”  It doesn’t mean he would’ve taken it on but at least he would know.  Another man’s life needlessly thrown away in a disposable fashion added to a trash heap of men whose only claim to life once lived is the total sacrifice of self.

Two months after Mickey’s death, Ashley Murrell is in a relationship with Chris Murrell, Mickey’s brother.423AAB3900000578-4684890-image-a-75_1499791162117

Words can’t describe the evil and the level of betrayal displayed by these two.  Two months was all it took for her to get over the death of Mickey and start banging his brother, Chris.  Now, if asked I would contend that the affair between these two was going on way before Mickey met his demise.  I would contend that on those long 16 hour shifts when Mickey was away to shave more years off his life so that he could provide for her, she was on Chris lap making it clap.  I would even suggest a DNA test to confirm those kids are Mickey’s.

In light of this, I’d like to address men for a second here.  Your typical modern male is either a testosterone deprived skinny jeans wearing pretty boy or an overly macho kind whose masculinity is based on how much iron he could pump in the gym.  Gynocentrism has helped shaped the modern man that any trace of masculinity has been erased from his identity only to be replaced by feminine values.  Honor, not the kind adorned a man for fighting in a war, has taken a walk only for betrayal to take its place.  Lies and deceit have taken the place of integrity.  Reason and deep thoughts have been replaced with incessant gaiety and garrulousness.  Independent thought and individuality have been replaced by collectivism and group-think.  Rationality has taken a backseat to whims and emotion.

What happened to “bros before hoes,” gentlemen?  What happened to time honored tradition?  What happened brotherhood?  What happened to a brother at heart?

We have let women control the dialogue for so long of the things that matter most to men that we’ve lost sight of what masculinity really is, what a man supposed to be.  Teachers, mentors, creators, inventors, builders of civilizations, now relegated to MTV culture where backstabbing one’s brother is the new norm.  The level of apathy displayed in the comment section of the article is enough evidence that such betrayal by Chris and Mickey’s wife is the new normal among the modern population.

I threw up a little bit looking at the “BRO” tattoo on Chris’ fingers.

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C’est La Vie

Esther Vilar words that ended the Manipulated Man kept roaring back, “Only woman can break the vicious circle of man’s manipulation and exploitation – but she will not do it.  There is absolutely no compelling reason why she should.  It is useless to appeal to her feelings, for she is callous and knows no pity.  And so the world will go on, sinking deeper and deeper into this morass of kitsch, barbarism, and inanity called femininity.  And man, that wonderful dreamer, will never awaken from his dream.”

I vehemently disagree with those twelve words that started the quote.  Men never needed anyone to bring about the world they live in and they certainly don’t need women to free them from the poison spread by women because a poison can’t be its own antidote.  To my fellow men, you are not your clothes or your jewelry, you’re not the car you drive, you are not the house you own, you are not the money you make, you are not your fucking job.  You are a human being first and foremost.  Let that register.  You are a human being, a human being on this big ‘ole round table we’re all sitting at asking for his own portion of the pie, and if that pie is at the cost of your health or well-being, know that you can get up and walk away.  You…can…get…up…and…walk…away.  The identity handed to you or the one forced on you by the gynocentric society so that you can be of service to them don’t have to be yours.  You are not alphas, you’re not betas, you are not zetas, and all the bullshit terms popularized but only meant to farther widen the wedge among men.  YOU ARE A HUMAN BEING.  At the end of the day, that is all that matters.  Set yourself free from all obligations that demands your service or one that demands your life.  Libertas!

 

4 thoughts on “Male internalized disposability

  1. ♂ &, also, you have to realize (although I’ve already made this point to the author) just because it’s “natural” does not excuse female nature. Just because we have a very sophisticated system called evo.-psyche. stating what happened hundreds to thousands of years ago, does not give others the right to glorify gynocentrism. Psychologists have even, which the female m.r.a.s. have stated in a more indifferent, humoring manner, that women find men with a dash of grey hair to be “sexy”. You get grey hair from stress. Sophisticated persuasions for anti-futurism is irrelevant. ♂

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    1. “Psychologists have even, which the female m.r.a.s. have stated in a more indifferent, humoring manner, that women find men with a dash of grey hair to be “sexy”. You get grey hair from stress.”

      So sad…

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  2. To some, he would be called “alpha”. To some, “beta”. These terms are just absurd. Perhaps if he fulfilled some subjective archetype, floating around a other-dimensional space of the female void that doesn’t exist in our space & time, he could be “alpha”. If only he just tried harder to be something unreal.

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    1. Well put, my friend. Those terms have always been absurd to me. Terms used to describe the lion pride all of a sudden became the determinant factor of the type of male human suitable to the female. It’s laughable of course because a 12 year old with a gun is more powerful than George Clooney, an “alpha male.” The cost of being a alpha seems astronomically high. They can have it lol. I’d gladly be the happy omega male or whatever other nonsensical term connotes “a loser” in their book. At the end of the day, the true alphas know who they are.

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