One of my greater Red-Pill-but-still-plugged-in moments was during the 90’s when I heard about some study that surveyed men and women on who was the greatest active athlete in the world (can’t find the source, you’ll have to take my word for it). Men chose Michael Jordan, a phenomenal athlete at the top of his game at the time. I was never his greatest fan, and a case could be made for some of his contemporaries (i.e. Deion or Barry Sanders), but the choice made sense.
Women chose Alberto Tomba.
Exactly. He’s a downhill skier, great at what he did, but nowhere close to Jordan in terms of talent or accomplishment. However, Tomba was cute, an international playboy who fit all the fantastical Italian stereotypes. While men grabbed another beer because they were interviewing some random skier dude from Italy, women stayed glued to their televisions and drooled. This somehow made him not only more attractive or desirable, but a better athlete than Michael Jordan.
This demonstrates an important point we emphasize routinely here in the androsphere. Women are solipsistic and irrational. They like what they like and don’t what they don’t and the Hamster will spit out any evidence he doesn’t find appetizing. Sometimes women will stumble on the truth, other times if they have a man pound it into their head they will eventually understand, others have been properly trained and aren’t quite as enslaved to the Hamster as others. Neverthlesss, the Hamster is always in the room with them. He can be trained or kept on a leash, but the little bastard will never ever die.
We also talk repeatedly about how the beta male is getting squeezed out of society, the “incels” who’ve done everything they thought they should but sleep alone every night. A veritable chasm is forming between the men who build and lead our society and those on whom women bestow their sexual favors. Corey Worthington, a total idiot who contributes nothing to society undoubtedly scores better pussy than most of those who actually create what he destroys. A “cute” guy with Game crashing on his buddy’s couch will have more and hotter women than the buddy with an actual job who bought and owns the couch.
In terms of tingle inspiration alone, this has always been the case. If you’re looking for actual value in a man, you can’t trust the tingle. Sure, sometimes a decent, productive, male will inspire it, but don’t count on it. What inspires the tingle is Alpha, Alpha good or Alpha bad. They don’t have to be in conflict, but if it’s cocky-funny versus engineering skills, cocky-funny wins every time.
In today’s world of almost entirely unfettered sexual liberation, this has consequences, not only for the mean who can’t get any, but for all of us. Female affection is, and has been, what inspires men more than anything else. If slaving away through medical school won’t get you any better pussy than the buff bartender who does nothing but drink and hit the gym, why learn all those fucking Latin terms? No, it won’t discourage all would-be physicians, but it sure as hell won’t help.
This is why the Feminine Imperative with no Masculine Imperative to counter it will destroy civilization. It’s also why I differ with some in the androsphere regarding their definition of “Alpha”.
I agree that those whom Rollo and Roissy are Alpha, but I disagree when they claim that the “contextual alpha” doesn’t deserve any such credit (for example Rollo’s responses in the comments here).
We can go around and around forever in how although certain men should be Alpha, they’re not, that men are only trying to project what they think should be onto what is. The Situation is an Alpha, Mark Zuckerberg isn’t, end of story.
Unfortunately, it’s also the end of civilization, and I won’t accept that.
When we define Alpha entirely based on female response, we define the most basic of hierarchies among males entirely according to the Feminine Imperative. Women’s opinions matter, but other things matter more. To define Alpha exclusively according to feminine desire is to linguistically render the proper masculine hierarchy irrelevant.
Alphas have always inspired women to want to sleep with them in ways that “leaders of men” may or may not have. Powerful men throughout history have been cuckolded by their gardeners and stable boys. Raw female desire has always had its say.
But it didn’t always have a monopoly, not even when it came to sex itself. If men respected you and you actually produced something, even if you sucked at Game you could breed. We had a male hierarchy as defined by the Masculine Imperative that actually competed with the feminine tingle. Women had incentives to pay attention to the opinions of men. Even if reliable beta-boy wasn’t as exciting as the greaser, there was a chance the reliable guy could get the girl. The tingle had to compete with her reputation, the chance of unwanted pregnancy, advice from her elders, her own moral code, and curfews.
She might want to bang the butler, but there was a chance she’d be faithful to her husband instead. There’s more at stake than women deciding who they want to boink, there’s also who they actually boink. In the wild, the female gorilla might have a massive urge to hook up with a male who’s not the traditional Alpha, but her opinion is of secondary importance because she’d probably get the snot beat out of her if she follows her feelings. Yes, there were plenty of Madame Bovary’s and Anna Karenina’s, but Mr. Tingle didn’t win every time like he does today.
I’m not saying that women should be prevented from sexing up the men they want, but I am saying that if their mystical little urges are the only deciding factor, we’re in for a world of hurt.
Hence, my definition of Alpha, which I will use on my site. It incorporates the reality that today women are almost entirely in charge of male hierarchies but refuses to surrender to the Feminine Imperative.
Alpha: The man that women want to sleep with; the sexual alpha.
alpha: Leaders of men, those who command respect from other men; the political alpha.
ALPHA: A leader of men who inspires female lust; the sexual AND political alpha.
Therefore, Corey Worthington is an Alpha, but he isn’t an alpha (and I doubt he ever will be). Likewise, General Petraeus is an alpha, but is by no means an Alpha. George Clooney is an ALPHA.
(These terms are value-neutral. Gang leaders and Navy SEALs are both Alphas, but one group benefits society, the other doesn’t. When I need to differentiate, I will use “Alpha+” and “alpha+” for those of moral worth and “Alpha-” and “alpha-” for those who aren’t.)
Single women are horrible judges of character, and they’re relegating a lot of decent men to the dredges of involuntary celibacy. We need to reach as many of these as possible, to train alphas (and betas) to be Alphas. However, we also need to regain societal “hand”, to promote the idea that developing the technologies that benefit all of us is a good thing, even if you can’t get laid. I therefore name the underappreciated motors of our civilization “alpha”, for they are leaders of men and will be no matter what women think. They may not be getting any, but they should, and that does count for something.
Alpha and alpha will always be distinct categories. Reliability may bore hot chicks, but it’s still a positive trait. Your revolutionary programming code may make no sense to her, so you should learn Game so that you can use them to help you frame yourself as an Alpha to her. Your SMV depends almost entirely on if you’re an Alpha and doesn’t give a damn if you’re merely an alpha.
However, I am a man, and I do care. I respect you if you deserve it, even if you supplicate when you see a hot chick. Masculine virtues once again should have some influence on the sexual marketplace, even in a world in which the Feminine Imperative controls nearly everything. I will accept the Hamster, but I will not acquiesce to him. He’s too fucking stupid to determine who our leaders should be, he doesn’t deserve a monopoly on “alpha”.
But don’t be a dumbass. Learn Game. Make yourself an Alpha no matter how we define it.