A good friend shared with me his views on the local population of females.
A successful commercial real estate broker in his early 50s, he recently emerged from a difficult divorce and is enthusiastic about getting back into the dating game. I do like the chap--even if he is a bit rough around the edges. I have the impression he models himself on me, so I've generously taken him under my wing, so to speak. He has seen me in action with women young and old numerous times and respects my approach.
When I cautioned him about the prevalence of 'gold-diggers' in the area, he responded:
"All women", he explained, "are gold-diggers, some more than others. They look for a man to provide for them and give them stuff. That's just how they are."
How true. I was glad to hear him say it; he is learning.
I came to the same realisation on my own in my mid-20s, long before the 'Red Pill' phenomenon, without guidance from other more learned chaps. This awakening, if one can call it that, was accompanied by a variety of new perspectives and understandings. Over the years my illusions have been smashed one by one until only youthful dreams are left. They remain stored away in back-up, like a treasured book on a back shelf, to be dipped into now and again if only as a reminder.
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