Divorce: Legalized Betrayal

Women do not carry love in their hearts for men. What they carry is utility, what they carry is calculation. Their loyalty ends the moment his usefulness fades. The only bond they protect is the one with their children, and even that is poisoned. When a child’s love drifts toward the father, the mother does not celebrate it, she resents it. She sees her child’s affection as competition. And because the state has given her the weapon, she uses it. She ejects the father, she poisons the child against him, and she rewrites history so that she wears the mask of victimhood.

This is not a mistake. It is the design. Modern society rewards betrayal. Women are handed incentives to break homes, to destroy marriages, to bleed men dry. Courts do not punish them for tearing apart a family, they reward them. They hand them the house. They hand them the children. They hand them the power. A man who worked his whole life is stripped down to a wallet and chained by law to the very woman who destroyed him.

Understand this: her family does not matter to her. Her legacy does not matter to her. The well-being of her lineage has no meaning to her. A woman lives for the short term. Men build legacies, women dream of happy endings. She has hopes, she has dreams, but she has no plans. Her devotion is not to stability, not to growth, not to building greatness for her bloodline. Her devotion is only to her feelings. Empowerment is just a feeling. Victimhood is just a feeling. Everything is emotion, and her power lies in manipulating others into feeling sorry for her or feeling for her.

You never hear a woman mapping out a plan to teach her family discipline, strength, or how to be great. No. She latches on to men who already carry greatness, and when she has drained what she can from them, she lets go. And the cycle never ends. After marriage and divorce, she latches on to men who will co-sign her bad behavior. She latched on to a man who sacrificed, now she will latch on to a man who destroys her.

But make no mistake, she must have a provider. If there is no man left to latch onto, she will groom her own children to play that role. She will shame them, guilt them, and train them into being her personal drones. The boy becomes the stand in husband, the girl becomes the emotional servant. Their futures are sacrificed so that their mother can maintain her comfort.

This is the reality: divorce is not a sad ending. It is a weapon. It is legalized betrayal dressed up as empowerment. Women exit marriages not because of cruelty or oppression, but because they are restless and unsatisfied. And when they leave, they drag the man through public humiliation, financial execution, and personal ruin.

A man’s worth is not measured by his loyalty, his labor, his sacrifices, or his devotion. None of that matters. To her, his value exists only in what can be extracted, his money, his assets, his future. She does not see the man who loved her, who built a life for her, who fathered her children. She sees only a provider to drain, discard, and replace.

This is the truth no one is supposed to say out loud: women have turned marriage into a trap, family into a battlefield, children into weapons, and men into prey.

If men want to survive in this system, they must stop pretending women are innocent in divorce. Call it what it is: betrayal. When a woman leaves her marriage, point it out. When she divorces her husband, shame her for it. Use the same weapon women have mastered for centuries: shame.

For too long men have been silent. Women shame men for being broke, for being short, for being inexperienced, for being “not enough.” Meanwhile, men sit quietly while women walk away from marriages, tear families apart, and still get celebrated as victims. That silence must end.

And here is the brutal truth every man needs to face: if a woman will betray the man she promised to love, if she will betray the father of her own children, if she will break up her own family, then what do you think she is going to do to you? She has no covenant with you. She has no covenant before God. She has no covenant before her family. She is rogue. She destroyed her family over some imperfection she saw. What do you think she will do to you? She has nothing for you.

What She Does With an Alpha and Beta Males

Today’s woman is no longer bound by the traditions she calls oppressive. She has complete freedom to choose her own path in relationships, and she uses that freedom to serve her own advantage. She may be drawn to the Alpha male for his strength and presence, but she will settle for the Beta male when she needs temporary shelter, a steady paycheck, and protection she did not earn. Her goal is not love or loyalty, her goal is stability on her terms, for as long as it benefits her. She will remain until she finds a man with more resources, more status, or more opportunities, and that man becomes the father of her children.

When she is with an Alpha male, she will test him. She will push, provoke, and create conflict. She will mistreat him just to see how much he will take before he pushes back. Over time, the manipulation becomes second nature, so ingrained that even she cannot tell if she is testing him or simply acting on habit. The drama is constant, a calculated way to measure his tolerance. If he refuses to accept it and walks away, she will put all the blame on him. “He didn’t know how to handle me,” she will say, as if she is a storm that must be mastered. In her mind, she is never at fault.

When she burns the Alpha bridge, she returns to a Beta male. She treats him less like a partner and more like a servant. He provides, he protects, he caters to her demands. She rewards him with contempt. She resents his kindness, sees his loyalty as weakness, and quietly despises him for bending to her. That resentment festers until she cheats, and when she is caught, she blames him for letting it happen.

Her definition of Alpha or Beta is not based on reality, it is based on her emotions in the moment. If she is pleased, he is Alpha. If she is displeased, he is Beta. Her judgments are unstable because her emotions are unstable, and a man’s worth in her eyes can shift in a single day. This is why her praise means nothing and her criticism even less, both are just echoes of her mood, not reflections of the truth.

No More Shame

There was a time when women had shame.

• Shame to be single after age twenty five

• Shame to be with a man of bad character

• Shame to be a single mother

• Shame to be divorced

• Shame to lose her virginity before marriage

• Shame to be loud and obnoxious in public

• Shame to cheat on her husband

• Shame to accept welfare or public assistance

• Shame to live off the government and take food stamps

• Shame to have an abortion

• Shame to hit a man without just cause

Back then, shame was a restraint. It was a form of accountability. It kept certain behaviors in check because women knew their actions would carry a social cost.

Now, the modern woman wears these same things as badges of honor. The very acts that once brought disgrace are now celebrated as empowerment. Single motherhood is paraded as strength. Divorce is rebranded as freedom. Loudness is called confidence. Dependency on government aid is disguised as independence. Infidelity is reframed as liberation. Abortion is declared a right without moral weight.

What was once shame is now her currency. And she spends it proudly, convinced that society should applaud her for the very things that once marked the decline of character.

10,000 Genders, Brought to You by the Feminists

Here is the ever-growing list of non-binary, gender-fluid pronouns for all the self-declared enlightened warriors who think biology is a suggestion and language is a toy to be endlessly rearranged.

they / them / their / themselves
tey / tem / ter / temself
ey / em / eir / emself
e / em / eir / emself
thon / thon / thons / thonself
fae / faer / faers / faerself
vae / vaer / vaers / vaerself
ae / aer / aers / aerself
ne / nym / nis / nymself
ne / nem / nir / nemself
xe / xem / xyr / xemself
xe / xim / xis / ximself
xie / xem / xyr / xemself
ze (or zie) / zir / zirs / zirself
zhe / zhir / zhirs / zhirself
ze / hir / hirs / hirself
sie / sier / siers / sierself
zed / zed / zeds / zedself
zed / zed / zeir / zedself
ce / cir / cirs / cirself
co / cos / cos / coself
ve / vis / vir / verself
jee / jem / jeir / jemself
lee / lim / lis / limself
kye / kyr / kyne / kyrself
per / per / pers / perself
hu / hum / hus / humself
bun / bun / buns / bunself
it / it / its / itself

I have also seen “yo” and “fey” floating around, but apparently even their own creators cannot decide how to conjugate them. And just when you think the list is finished, someone invents another set, expecting the rest of the world to adapt instantly.

Here is the reality, the more fractured language becomes, the less it communicates. This endless alphabet soup does not unite, it divides. It is not about clarity, it is about control. It is about forcing everyone to bend their speech, and by extension, their thinking, to match someone else’s personal fantasy.

An Entitlement Mentality Leads to Socialism

Women feel entitled to their husband’s money while guarding their own as if it were sacred. They will spend his without hesitation but refuse to touch theirs. They remain loyal to their provider only until they find a better one. And there is no better provider in their eyes than the government.

When a woman shifts her dependency from a man to the state, her loyalty shifts with it. The government becomes her new provider, and she feels entitled to its provisions because, in her mind, it has unlimited funds and always delivers the check on time. This is why women embrace socialism. The state offers them security without accountability, benefits without loyalty, and a lifetime safety net paid for by others.

They raise their sons to be obedient momma’s boys, incapable of defying a woman’s will. They raise their daughters to sell themselves to the highest bidder, collecting children along the way as currency for more state benefits. Single mothers become loyal political soldiers for the party that promises the biggest checks, voting socialist every time because it keeps the pipeline open.

Men are no longer competing for the chance to marry and build a family. They are in a constant, exhausting fight to keep their wives committed to the family they already have. Meanwhile, women, trained by the media and culture, are always scanning the horizon for a man with more to offer. Children or not, she will leave and bring those children to the man she decides is a better provider than their own father.

If necessary, she will use the government as her weapon to destroy the father of her children. This is not an accident, it is a system. The state protects its most loyal voters by stripping men of their wealth, their property, and their rights, all while calling it “justice.”

The government thrives on dependency. When the people demand solutions, the state steps in, seizes $1,000 in taxes, throws $100 at the problem, pockets the rest, and leaves the problem unsolved. They repeat this cycle endlessly. Education is failing, the people cry out, the government demands more taxes, the system worsens, and a few years later the people cry out again. Dependency deepens. Power grows. The machine feeds itself.

And women, who have been taught to trade loyalty for benefits, will always serve the hand that feeds them.

Do What's Right

I have been riding the New York City Subway system since the 1960s and on my own since the 1970s. In my younger years, I would sometimes offer my seat to the elderly and to women I believed were pregnant, until I learned the hard way about the risk of wrongly assuming a woman is pregnant.

By the mid 1980s, I began noticing something. Women were rarely giving up their seats, even for the elderly or for pregnant women. And when they did, it was usually for an elderly woman, almost never for an elderly man. On the rare occasion they did give up their seat, they did it with an attitude, as if resenting the fact that no one else had done it first, as if they were performing some reluctant act of forced charity.

In all these decades, I have only counted three women who willingly gave their seat to an elderly man. Three. That is not an oversight, that is a pattern.

Today, when I give up my seat, I give it to elderly men. Sometimes I will give it to a man who looks like he has been through hell that day. I do not give it to women, because women have long abandoned the idea that respect and courtesy go both ways. If they cannot show it, they should not expect it.

What I Love About Being a Man

What I love about being a man:

1. Your best friend can call you every name under the sun, and you can call him the worst piece of filth on the planet, and you both laugh about it.

2. Even your worst enemy will not hit you when you are asleep, eating, or with your family.

3. Even your worst mistake can eventually be forgiven.

4. Every now and then, another man in your crew will step up and take one for the team.

And for those who understand number one, here is your example:

Go fuck yourself, you cocksucker, motherfucking pieces of garbage.

Her Insecurities Defined

A woman’s primary concern is her personal security. Everything else is secondary. From birth she is wired for it. This is not insecurity in the way men experience it, it is deeper, more primal, and it never stops. She is always looking for an external source to make her feel safe. A man, on the other hand, knows at his core that he must conquer his own insecurities or they will conquer him.

Some women measure security in money. They seek out men with resources because it is the easiest, laziest way to feel safe. Others measure security by dominance over the man himself. They choose weaker men because it makes them feel strong by comparison. They want to look down and know they are in control.

It is the same tactic as the attractive woman who keeps a fat and unattractive friend. Standing next to her, she appears even more beautiful. The ugly friend benefits because she is not competing for the same men, and she gets access to the attention and leftovers she would never have on her own. Both of these women, despite their alliance, will quietly sabotage each other’s relationships to keep their own security intact.

This is the hidden economy of female relationships. It is not built on loyalty, it is built on strategy. It is not about friendship, it is about positioning. And in the end, security is not something they create for themselves, it is something they take from others.

How to Fail Her Test Deliberately

When a woman asks, “What kind of woman do you like?” she has already marked you as a potential personal provider. She is not asking out of curiosity, she is gathering intelligence. She needs to know what shape to mold herself into so she can pass your inspection long enough to secure her position.

My answer is always the same. I say I love a successful, independent, intelligent woman who has never been married, is very feminine, and does not come prepackaged with another man’s child.

Why that answer? Because I can redefine any part of it at any time, in any way I see fit. If she tries to perform the role, I can move the goalpost. If she tries to fake the qualities, I can call it out. By keeping the definition in my hands, I keep the power where it belongs.

Never hand over your blueprint. The moment she knows exactly what you want, she will shape-shift into it just long enough to get what she wants. Then the mask comes off.

Questions for Divorced Women

Women:

• Would you still love your mother and father if they made less money than you do?

• Would you still love your sons and daughters if they made less money than you do?

• Would you still love your aunts and uncles if they made less money than you do?

• Would you still love your cousins if they made less money than you do?

• Would you still love your brothers and sisters if they made less money than you do?

Then why will you not love the man you promised to love and cherish until death? Why do you punish your own children by removing the most important man from their lives simply because he lost a job? Why do you call the police, hire lawyers, and run to judges to break him down when he fails to fulfill every fantasy and cannot serve your every want, need, desire, and emotion on a silver platter exactly when, where, and how you demand it?

Why do you choose to hate the very hand that fed you? Why do you take the love you vowed to give and lock it away the moment he is no longer a perfect provider in your eyes?

A vow is not a contract you cancel when your lifestyle dips. It is not a promise with a clause that expires when you are no longer entertained. The man you discard is the same man you chose. The man you betray is the one you once called your future. When you strip him from your children, you do not just punish him, you punish them. And for what? For failing to keep you in the comfort you decided you deserved.

This Post Will Hurt Many Men

1. How many children have you lost because of a woman?

2. How many were taken from you with the court's blessing?

3. How many times were you told, "This is your baby," and it was not?

4. How many of your children were killed at the hands of a woman, whether by abortion or otherwise?

5. How many times have you seen these same things happen to other men?

6. Were you taken from your father by your mother and kept away from him?

7. Did you know all your mother's boyfriends but never knew your father?

8. Do you want to raise another man's children while another man tucks your kids into bed at night?

9. How much money have you bled out in lawyers, legal costs, court fees, and lost work just to see your children four days a month while another man takes your place at night?

10. Do these questions cut too deep?

11. Do you have the will to make a real change now?

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I am done playing softball.

She Will Test Your Love for Her

I have seen too many women deliberately go out of their way to start trouble with another man just to see if their own man will fight for them. They treat it like some twisted loyalty test, a real-life reenactment of the boy who cried wolf.

Later, you hear her admit she did it to “see how much he loves me,” as if deliberately putting him in harm’s way is some romantic gesture. That is not love. That is proof she does not care about him. She was willing to risk his safety, his freedom, and his future for her own ego boost.

When will a woman put the same effort into loving her man as she does into testing him? When will she fight to protect him instead of provoking danger just to watch him bleed for her? The answer is simple, most never will. Because for too many, the test is the point, the drama is the goal, and the love was never real.

Women Murder Way More Than Men

Where are your sons and daughters?

In a massacre that should disgust every man with a pulse, over 63 million American babies have been killed since the 1973 Roe v. Wade ruling  . That is not a statistic, it is a human catastrophe beyond belief.

Entire generations erased before their first breath. Millions of sons who would have carried your name and daughters who would have called you father, all gone, discarded under the banner of “choice” and hailed as progress.

Make no mistake, this was not liberation. It was execution. And ignoring the blood price will not make it disappear.

Politicians deliberately stripped fathers of their rights. The media sold this genocide as empowerment. Activists dressed it up as equality. In truth, they used it as a cultural wrecking ball, destroying the family, replacing fathers with bureaucrats, and weaponizing women into political tools.

I Have Learned From My Past

From the start of almost every relationship I have had, the woman would eventually test the waters with the same tired question: “Do you love me?”

When I gave my truthful answer, it was never enough. They would pout, get quiet, or ask the same question again later that day, as if repetition could magically change my heart. One woman actually asked, “Do you love me?” and when I gave my answer, she immediately followed with, “How about now?” as if my feelings could shift in the span of five seconds.

Then came another woman, new in my life, who asked me the same question. This time, I answered differently: “I love you as much as you love me.”

Her smile disappeared in an instant. She became angry, defensive, and offended. She was furious that my love matched hers, because deep down she knew it was not much to begin with. She had just exposed herself without realizing it.

Within the hour, we broke up. She spat out, “I only want to date a man who loves me right from the start.” She was livid when I told her she was easily replaced and that I would find another woman soon.

What she really wanted was not love, but validation. And like every other woman before her, she wanted more than she was ever willing to give.

Why I Choose MGTOW

They say MGTOW men are just losers who can't get a woman.

As for me, I could get plenty. The problem was surviving them.

I had a girlfriend who got pregnant. I thought the child was mine. I slowed down my college, took two jobs, bought everything a baby would need. When the baby was born, both parents were white, but the child was black. She blamed me for "not being there for her." I walked away, telling myself, "Not all girls are like that," and moved on.

The next girlfriend got pregnant early despite my caution. She was six months pregnant when I had only known her for five. Back then there were no DNA tests. A blood test at birth proved I wasn't the father. She blamed me for "not being able to control her." I moved on.

The third time, I chose carefully. She got pregnant. The timeline fit. Then I got a call from another man saying I was interfering with "his girl." We met for coffee. She had been playing us both. I paid $1,800 for a DNA test that proved I wasn't the father. She blamed me for her cheating. I moved on.

The fourth time, I got sued for child support by a woman I had never touched. She put my name on her kid's birth certificate. The state of New York came after me. The case fell apart when it turned out I was just the second fake father she had listed. I moved on.

One day I ran into an ex. She called only to tell me she aborted my baby because I "wasn't making enough money." She tried to put that guilt on me. I moved on.

By then I kept women at arm's length. Pump and dump. No addresses, no job details. Even so, one woman told her friends I raped her. Another did the same. Both were lying.

I had girlfriends who told me their stepfathers had been sleeping with them since they were teens. I had girlfriends' mothers and aunts try to sleep with me. When I refused, they convinced their daughters to dump me. I had girlfriends who lied about being pregnant. Two were married and "forgot" to mention it. One told me she had herpes like it was a joke.

I finally got married. Her family was good. I thought this was it. Weeks after the wedding, she told me she couldn't have children. I accepted it. Three weeks before Christmas, just before our third anniversary, she left for her new boyfriend. A week before leaving, she claimed the first time we had sex, I raped her. She married me after that, but still blamed me.

When I packed her things, I found birth control pills hidden in her closet. A year later, she had a baby with the man she left me for. She stole $250,000 from me and racked up $80,000 in debt under my name. Lawyers told me there was nothing I could do.

That was 19 years ago. I'm 55 now. I spent 22 years chasing women and 19 years living without one. I would never trade the life I have now to go back to that hell.

Since my divorce, 15 women have proposed marriage to me. I said no to every one of them. When they ask why, I tell them these stories. They all say the same things:

1. "You picked the wrong women."

2. "Not all girls are like that."

I used to believe that. I don't anymore.

Lorena Bobbitt the Pride of the Modern Woman

Amazon Prime has a new series called Lorena, digging up the John Wayne and Lorena Bobbitt case from the 1990s. For those who forgot, she is the woman who cut off her husband’s penis while he was asleep.

In the trailer, a voice asks, “What did he do to make her do something like that?” The answer they give is abuse. They claim he pushed and shoved her. Yet nobody ever asked, “What did she do to make him do something like that?” That question never gets asked when the victim is a man.

I do not advocate violence of any kind. Nobody should hit anyone. Male, female, or any of the ten thousand genders that activists have invented and the rest of us have yet to hear about.

Back then, I remember clearly how sick it was to watch women cheering for Lorena without knowing the facts. She toured the country for years afterward, giving speeches on “domestic violence” and getting standing ovations. She even went on Steve Harvey’s show and got the same treatment. Apparently, mutilating your sleeping husband is a ticket to fame, applause, and a platform. Makes you wonder if she was handing out advice on how to become a domestic abuser.

Her claims? That her husband cheated on her, had a drug and alcohol problem, and hit her. Even if that were true, if she feared for her life, why did she wait for him to come home from work? Why not leave? Why not call the police?

John Wayne Bobbitt worked three jobs. Two of them required periodic drug testing. Does anyone really believe a man working three jobs had the money, time, or energy to live the life she accused him of? He says Lorena used to hit him and mock his earnings. That never made the headlines.

But society’s conclusion was simple: it is never a woman’s fault. He “made” her do it.

Lunch With My Sister

I had a late lunch with my liberal, leftist, Democrat sister. Three kids from three different men. She lives in NYC public housing on government money. Three child support checks, subsidized rent, free gas and electricity, food stamps, and welfare. She sublet one bedroom for market rate cash while working an off the books job. Now that her kids are grown, she bought a waterfront house in cash while still keeping her subsidized apartment.

She calls Trump a racist who is using the presidency to make himself richer. She never questions the $149 million Hillary Clinton made as Secretary of State or the $31 million in four mansions she owns. She condemns Trump for ending the war in Syria while worshipping Obama, who campaigned on ending wars yet started twelve, including the very one Trump ended. And Obama got a Nobel Peace Prize before he even had two months in office.

The truth is simple, she wants to protect her current husband, the government. That is her provider now.

During our talk, I said every woman hates her husband. She snapped back, “I never hated any of my husbands, I just knew it was time for them to leave.” Translation, she discarded them when they no longer served her.

Women Wants a Man to Be Her Personal Servant

Women think that a man's job is to

1. Seek them out

2. Pursue them even though they reject them at every stage. If you are worthy in her mind you should keep pursuing even while she tells you to stop. If you are not worthy in her mind watch out

3. Impress them

4. Wine and dine them

5. Find what makes her happy and do it constantly because she will refuse to take any action for her own happiness

6. Be richer than all of her previous boyfriends

7. Satisfy her in bed better than all other men she has been with. She will give you not a single clue about what she wants or enjoys

8. Be her provider and cover all her wants needs and desires when she wants them and how she wants them no matter the cost

9. Protect her even if she puts you in harm's way deliberately just to see how you perform

10. Act jealous but not too jealous. It must always be to her liking and she will flirt with others just to see how you react. Perform to her liking again

11. Do all the above or she will not see you again but she will still treat you like a wimp if you do everything she expects

Fuck all that

1. If you want me to protect you with my life then show me that you are worth my time and worth me dying over

2. If you want a King in your life then do not expect me to be your servant. Kings are obeyed and servants get stepped on

3. What can you do for me that I cannot do or pay for myself

4. Are you worth my time effort energy and resources or will you add to my workload. I like driving nice cars and high maintenance cars get left on the side of the road

Today's Woman in a Nutshell

Women today demand on a level that has no precedent. Their wants, needs, and desires are so inflated they exist only in fantasy. It is not enough for a man to like them. It is not enough for him to love them. She wants a version of love so grand it has never existed in her life or anyone else’s. She wants her man obsessed with her, proving it every moment of every day under any condition. She will test him relentlessly. Her definition of unconditional love is this: “Love me even after I’ve kicked you in the balls.”

Explain to her that real love is forged over years, not found in some instant mix, and she will accuse you of trying to escape your “duty” to love her and pass all her tests. At that point she will placate you, keep you on the hook, and quietly scan the horizon for her next man to start the process over again.

She will pile on more demands for her “performing monkey” but never give direct instructions. She will only drop hints. The same woman who parrots the line “communication is key” will be the very one who sabotages it by speaking in riddles.

To her, you are just a resource, a temporary branch to cling to while she searches for the next one. Replacing you is effortless. All she needs to do is spin a one-sided sob story about your “abuse” and the new man will believe it without question. He will puff himself up as her savior while she revels in his blind protection.

When she finally finds a man who can decipher her unspoken demands and contort himself to meet them all, she will squeeze him dry just like the last. The only difference is he will think he’s special, until she decides he’s not.

Why so Many "Strong Independent Women" Are Single

They asked me why so many "strong" women are single. My answer was simple.

1. Women marry up. Always. Stronger, faster, richer, taller. They measure a man against every competitor and against themselves. When the numbers stop impressing them, they leave.

2. They are dominant and domineering, especially toward their men. That is not feminine. Weak men tolerate it. Strong men walk away without looking back.

3. They aren't searching for a partner. They're hunting for a competitor. They don't know how to stop competing.

4. The women who scream the loudest about being strong are usually the weakest. They have to broadcast it nonstop because deep down they know it's a façade.

5. They define themselves by strength and expect a stronger man to engage in the same endless displays. They can't handle a man who doesn't need to prove himself.

6. They look for a man stronger than their own subjective definition of strength, assuming he will match their energy but with more stamina and better results.

7. They secretly want a man to put them "in their place," yet they will never admit such a place exists. This makes them weaker, not stronger, and they can't see it.