Pre-post. Why you should block on Twitter

It's going to be a post soon. I'm getting real miffed that people who call themselves 'redpill' cannot handle basic social acumen. Carl and I discussed it on the last red man recap, and I guess I'm goign to beat this dead horse.

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When a woman talks shit about her ex, she will eventually talk shit about me

Stacey was an Air Force clerk I sailed with, and she was what you would call a serial monogamist. Every week she would have a new boyfriend. And in Whoresville they say – that her new man’s small dick grew three sizes that day. And then – the true meaning of thottery came through when they broke up the next month, and Stacey’s man shrunk from ten inches, to two!”

Danny, a good friend of mine started dating her, and I learned more about his penis from trying to enjoy my morning coffee in the mess than I cared to. And sure enough, he was confused as hell when things got bad a month later, she openly criticized his dick to everyone, and he felt the need to defend his girth.

I mean, was it any surprise to anyone?

Praise in public, punish in private

Nothing would piss off my supervisor more than having someone bring to his attention a fuck up from his subordinates, and not hearing it from them first. The only thing that came close would be attacking group cohesion by openly calling out his orders, his reputation, or his work. I very rarely saw it happen, but when it did, the kid would stop the room, gain all the focus, and put his supervisor on the spot. Everyone expected it, this is the part where he has to dress the kid down. It wasn’t that elementary school fight where everyone wanted to circle around and watch, it was the adult version, guys treated mission focus as more important than whatever small point the kid wanted to make.

I’ve never been comfortable watching a man cry in front of me, and these were the times it tended to happen. Even though I’ve been here listening to men pour their heart out about their shitty wives, cheating girlfriends, or horrible mothers, a hundred times later, I’m still uncomfortable with it, but this is not the point of this story.

The way you handle it and signal you have a modicum of social sense is to be non-committal. In our case, we had to acknowledge the order with a ‘yes PO.’ After the room clears, you take him aside and ask ‘PO, did you consider [insert contradictory order, possible issue with it, or preferably a better idea here]?’

Now, sometimes there’s information you don’t have that would have it all make sense, sometimes you have the information. Being the socially adept young man you are, you handle it while keeping a good working relationship, not only with your supervisor, but others who usually have the same concerns you do, and understand that you can handle it while having everyone save face.

Never DEER, always dare

The thing about calling out someone in front of everyone, is it’s not always a bad idea. If the person is insecure, unsure about his place in the hierarchy, or a raging narcissist, it can actually work fairly well. As soon as the person start to defend their honour, the battle is already over. When the nagging wife calls you a lazy fuck, it’s just a nagging cunt being cunty. Once you start defending your work ethic, it just became real. Life is always a battle of narratives. I tell you red pill is helping men with coarse locker room banter, a feminist on CNN is telling you that it’s a misogynist cult that hates the whamen.

Who is right? It’s the person who gets the other person to defend their side with more zeal. The whole reason any red pilled man worth a damn tells you to own your shit is because you need to have your shit in order to have the confidence to let accusations lie. If a 4 year old calls you a poopy head, do you put her head through a wall, or do you laugh it off because she’s 4 and no one cares?

If a girl breaks up with you and calls you out on your tiny dick in front of her friends, laugh it off. Agree with it and amplify the statement to absurdity, acknowledge it without admitting it has merit. The instant you defend against it you make it real, you can say anything you want outside of that rule and it looks much better.

Others are watching, others wonder what is in it for them

Twitter has a thing called ‘call out culture’ and it’s as strange as it is juvenile. I would expect it from children, but its full grown adults. I assume it’s because the entrepreneur culture creates one-man-armies, inexperienced with handling situations with any social grace.

It reminds me of when I was the edgy teenager, who assumed he was so clever because he could observe and comment on what he observed. It was clever because I used a goofy voice when I critiqued, paralleling the goofiness of what I was observing. I grew out of it pretty quickly, all it took was making one or two guys who could put me in my place to teach me, or a network I would get shut out of for trying to usurp the more likeable guy.

I will take the above lessons I’ve learned and apply them here. If I am working with someone, following someone, or engaging with someone socially whether electronic or in person I watch them. Anyone who conducts closed conversations, whether validation seeking, status games, or calling out someone for the sake of winning his audience, I remember, today it’s him, tomorrow it will probably be me.

If I was really handling a grievance, do I want it fixed, or do I want to show off how I can observe and comment to some uncaring audience? There is nothing to be lost by honestly praising someone in public. There is no upside to attempting to ‘punish’ someone in public. No one cares, you won’t change anything, if the other person is smart enough they will laugh you off making you look like an idiot, and most importantly, it’s never gotten me a client, nor a bump in subscribers or followers. It’s pure ego masturbation

And this is the part that’s important. Any man who is worth a damn is watching this, and taking notes. The best predictor of future action is past behaviour. I’ve sullied any regard people have had for me so I can win some points in a battle that no one wants, over a kingdom that no one lives in, for the love of a maiden that doesn’t exist.

On a practical level, I try my best to achieve the following:

If someone is fucking with me in public, block and move on. If I’m in a good mood laugh it off for entertainment. If some goof wants to consider that a win, power to them. I don’t care about winning internet points until they start paying a mortgage. Perhaps I should livestream me responding to people flexing, but only if they super chat me 10 bucks a minute.

If someone is fucking with me in real life, I’ll agree and amplify any accusation or show amused mastery, then throw out a quick jab. My favourite is to call out the spectrum-behaviour they just conducted. Girls and successful men tend to get miffed when someone doesn’t understand how to be socially aware.

Remember, that in everything I do, people are watching, people are always watching. Is it more important I fix some garbage fire that another person throws at my feet, or to foster good relationships with people who can benefit me, and I benefit them?