Comments by "Richard Jones" (@EE12CSVT) on "Legion Of Men"
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Your confidence, your inability to be thrown off course by any person or life's events. Women must exist within a man's frame of reference. Think of it as containment. She will test it to see how strong you are, to see if she can destroy your confidence. No, they shouldn't, but they do. And hardly any men in marriages/LTRs have a strong frame that their woman hasn't shattered. Contrary to what Bo says, women don't like men with a strong frame. They're repelled by it. Once they see a humorous, confident, outgoing, dominant guy, that'll attract her, and the tests begin. When she realises that nothing she does throws him off course, doesn't make him psychologically weaker and thus able to be controlled or used by her, she's off to find a guy whose frame she can break. Men test each other's frame, and they need to. That's how it's strengthened. I only know of three men with a strong frame that their wives haven't demolished. Three. All the other men have been crushed by their wives or girlfriends.
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From 2020 to 2022 I had people shouting and screaming at me, or being utter c-u-n-t-s because I did wear a mask, was out on anti lockdown marches, openly criticised the policies, openly criticised and called out medics hypocrisy and lies, and campaigned against the vaxx mandates, and loudly announced I'm unvaxxed. Then they slowly turned round and acted warmly towards me as though they didn't say any of what they'd said. That includes relatives. None of them have said why they feel they don't need to care about not social distancing, not wearing masks, not caring that I'm unvaxxed. It's as if they're assumig I've forgotten their hysteria.
I have an old 'friend' who in November 2020 invited me to a pub for an evening drink. This was when pubs had those flimsy plastic tents so people could sit outside to avoid spreading the pLaGuE but people could still sit inside if they wished. It was a cold, wet and windy night. I said we'd sit inside in the dry and warm. He refused - it was outside in a draughty tent exposed to the gale and rain coming in through the entrance, or not at all. Fair enough. I didn't go. We haven't met up since. Naturally, he Obeyed everything to the letter, is vaxxed and boosted and made sure his teenage children also are. They were constantly ill with the Coof despite/because of the vaxx. I was untouched by it. His mother was off the wall paranoid over the Coof.
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A few years ago, I got into a very interesting mixed group for anti lockdown campaigning. Most of the women were 30s or early 40s and single. Two men were prominent with me. One was mid 30s, engaged, and a Chadsimp. The other was a few years older than me, dicorced. He was Sir Simpalot, and would simp after and white knight/pedestalise the women in our group and any others he met. He had a string of girlfriends who'd dump him after a few months, but he'd then get another very rapidly. Rinse and repeat. He married 2 years ago. From how the women reacted, it was plain to see that they loved how he treated them. They assumed I'd be the same, but I wasn't. That drove several away.
I had to spend a day with Sir Simpalot in a city, and though he's older, divorced, and with grown up kids, it felt as though I was leading a small boy around the place. Both he and Chadsimp couldn't understand why I was single, didn't date. Both tried to urge me to simp as they did. I haven't done much with either since. I turned down Sir Simpalot's wedding invite as I couldn't stomach being around him.
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