When Musk warns that white American males are becoming extinct due to their lack of procreation, I wonder if he ever searched for the – Why?
Millennials are not getting married. Millennials are not having children. Why? In a recent discussion with a group of male millennials this became a topic rife with sadness. The number one reason was that millennial women are control freaks. A control freak personality is characterized by an intense, often anxious need to manage and dictate situations and people, stemming from a fear of losing control, leading to perfectionism, micromanagement, criticism, and difficulty delegating or admitting fault.
When this behavior is directed by women against men its effect is a limp sexual desire. Over time, it can be catastrophic for a man’s simple ego affecting his drive, his work, his self-esteem and his ability to function. And yet, somehow millennial women are oblivious. Not recognizing the effect their own indulgence in control has on others. As though women have forgotten that earthly instinct of being a woman. Becoming a hybrid.
That this control comes across as a form of passive/aggressive de-masculinization that ultimately leaves the men feeling constantly inadequate as the end result. The men of this generation that are married, carry this same weight with a great emotional sadness that is difficult to hear as a mother. But the discussion opened a very private window into the evolution of feminism.
Only 44% of millennials are married. 90% of millennial divorces are initiated by the women. Disrespect is the main reason young men tend to disassociate from their wives. Gratitude, joy, balance, appreciation, and honor are values that appear to be waning in young women as they navigate relationships. When a man feels disrespected – he withdraws. Instead of recognizing the reasoning, these women initiate divorce thinking it was the man’s job to do it all. The scales tip and the relationship is doomed.
Caught between wanting to stay home and have children while their own lack of disassociation feelings toward motherhood the young women are in a constant flux. And lashing out as though this is the man’s fault seems to be their common habit.
The dynamic of ‘work’ vs feminism vs feminine has been rewritten – not by men but by women. Gloria Steinem, the Mother of feminism is 91 and remained married for just 3 years before her husband, David Bale (Christian Bale’s father) died at 62. She had no children. Steinem’s mother spent a good portion of her life in and out of sanitariums. Her father was Jewish and left the family when Gloria was ten. Somehow, Gloria translated her mother’s mental instability to the system and claimed she suffered from injustices that were both social and political in nature. Leading to her activism as a feminist.
After a brief adventure in India, in the late 1950’s Steinem returned to America and became director of the Independent Research Institute. A CIA operation during the era of Allen Dulles. MK Ultra. Operation Mockingbird. And Communism.
Those who succumbed to her ideals of women = man created a tectonic shift that has since grasped many souls into its claws. Millennial women are confused. Believing work defines your individual success in life instead of family, patience, love and unity. As a direct result, young men are left disillusioned. The church has done little to rebalance – invoking extremes of submission and piety. The brunt of which is depopulation of white America and fatherless black children.
In effect, what Steinem’s philosophy led to is a vacuum of atheism and narcissism. The Me Movement. And psychologists were greedily hungry to encourage women’s independence from the constraints of ‘marriage’, ‘religion’, and ‘compassion’. They called it freedom. And those freedom flyers raised their sons and daughters to be the same gender. If not physically, then psychologically. Leading to a generation of lonely unmarried childless men who truly sought the 50’s version of marriage and family. Until they were castrated.
The Church fought Steinem with apocalyptic marriage identities of cavemen men and uneducated doting groveling wives. Redefining the church from that of teachers to authoritarians. And the system crashed.
Sending young men into spirals of depression, and young women further into their narcissism.
For American Gen Zers, the outlook is even more grim. As a result of the education system, growing up in day care, and addicted to social media and phones, IQ score averages have declined for this generation. Certainly, The Pandemic didn’t help as proficiency scores have plummeted across the US. Students who can’t read are pushed thru the system. Math scores are 3 years or more behind. And nothing is being done to remedy the situation.
Nutrition is also a huge component. Toxic, highly processed food, not breast feeding, and inactivity has created a dirge effect on western civilizations programmed by corrupt politicians and medical institutions which has resulted in altered brain functioning as a result. That altered brain is more addictive. Hence the drug epidemic.
A typical daycare meal consists of mac and cheese and tater tots. While snacks include Cheerios, canned pears, processed peanut butter with added sugar on Wonder Bread… Why? Because the more additives in a food, the less nutritious the food – the less it costs… which is also why people on food stamps gravitate to junk. A cycle that has gone from bad to worse.
Millennials are much more conscientious regarding their food intake than their peers. Meaning their offspring would have a better chance of advancement in breaking the diminutive brain cycle if they could just rebalance the role of women as ‘control freaks’!
I’m in my seventies, English born, never married and no children. Brought up as a Christian so didn’t play the field (much). During the 1980s I started looking for wife material. It was there but I didn’t find it, mea culpa. That was then, what men are suffering today must be simply awful. I am noticing more young ladies pushing prams around lately, there is always hope that nature will take its course.
Great article and comments. Thank you.
I am an old Millennial (1984), am single and would never marry. Everything you said regarding the state of women post feminism is accurate. Social media exploded hypergamy. Their expectations are literally laughable given what they offer – oh and you cant be based, only blue-pillers allowed.
I work in accounting and at my current job there are three men and around thirty women…same ratio at my previous job. Every morning the entire department has a “touch base” meeting which amounts to a multitude of “girl power” gifs being plastered on Teams. The female employees are poor workers, the managers are ok but ambitious and I spend much of my day fending off attacks from them or insubordination from those I manage, Why would I want to go home to that?
I want kids, a boy would be the greatest gift, but I would be fairly certain that at some point my child/children would be taken away from me and that I would be ordered to pay the person who took them from me a large portion of my earnings for the rest of my life…If I didn’t my wages would be garnished anyway. Their mother, after taking my kids away from me, would brainwash them to hate me and fill their heads with lies. That sounds worse than not having children.
This is the way.
My parents stayed together for 50 years. My father was 20 when they married. My mother was eighteen, an abused orphan and sickly most of her life. My mother had a lot of rage. My father became a quiet alcoholic. He worked three jobs to keep our family housed, clothed, and fed. We had high medical bills. My father never went to college. In his middle years, he became the Fuller Brush man. He went door to door in the cold, sleet, rain, snow and heat wearing his suit and tie selling housewives brooms, mops and brushes. His shoes were always polished and his pants had a crease. My brother and I learned to polish our shoes weekly at an early age.
My mother was a super housekeeper, a grand cook, a stupendous gardener. She quit school when she was 14 because her foster mother would not lay out the money for her to take a beautician course that was advertised on the back of matches. Remember matches? She ran away from her foster home and was on the road alone for two years. More abuse took place. Horrendous abuse. She was punished the courts for running away. They put my Mom in a convent to wash and wax the floors (not kidding) and wash and iron the nun’s attire. When she got out she went to work for the National Biscuit Company. She was trained to be a phone hygienist. I still remember the beautiful photo of her at seventeen wearing a uniform provided to her by National Biscuit.
There was no such thing as “going to therapy” to help yourself. Who could afford it after WW2? My parents fought a lot. My mother did it violently. My father did it quietly. My mother was prone toward throwing dishes etc.
I had two pair of shoes growing up. Two skirts. Clean socks and underwear. Warm sweaters and two coats. I usually had three dresses. Same amount of clothing for my brother. We lived in a ranch house that cost $17,000. Three bedrooms, one bathroom, a living room and dining room, kitchen and a full basement. Our property was 50 x 100. Mom and Dad used the envelope system to pay their bills. Each week a certain amount of money was put in each envelope toward paying the bills. Eating out was not an option. Every Sunday, we had the extended family over for dinner or went to their homes for dinner. We got dressed up for these visits. My father would play his Grundig. Beautiful music! Calm and soothing Mantovani, Perry Como, etc. We never went on a vacation but my father would take a few days off each year to take us to the local beach, see a movie, play with us, paint the house, and help my mother with our garden.
I was raised Catholic. My parents did not attend church a lot but always sent me and my brother. I attended three years of Catholic school, The nuns wore long black cassocks with veils. Long rosary beads hung down from their waist. I learned much from the nuns. I learned respect, love of God and Mother Mary, and loved my prayer book. I walked one mile each way to and from school. My mother did not drive till she was 35 years old.
We had one family car. It was not an SUV. My father polished the car every Sunday morning. My father taught my mother how to drive. My mother walked my brother two miles each way in a baby carriage to buy groceries for us. She did this to help my Dad because he worked so much. They loved each other.
My parents died 6 months apart. My mother died from nasal pharyngeal cancer at 69. My father died of liver disease at 71. Life is not a bowl of cherries. The problem I see today is the lack of commitment – self indulgence “I, the My, and the ME” generation.
Women have turned into shrews. Man have become listless jelly. Oh, a topic for another time.
So here we all are, watching the collapsed American family, and doing nothing to revive, commitment, loyalty, chastity, love of God, honesty. It’s called The End of all that was good. Oh, and by the way. My father was a virgin when he married. He never cheated on my mother. Imagine that!
MGTOW is going global.
You stated exactly what has destroyed the family. I loved being a wife and mother. Then Gloria Steinem and Betty Friedan came along. It was all planned – and here we are today. Mothering today is a joke. Fathers are desperately needed. Romance is dead. Glad I am old. It’s disgusting what is going on with men and women. Children – who has time for them?