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An Introduction, Of Sorts

Call me Niceguy.

I like to think of myself as a decent human being. I buy drinks for my friends when we go out. I help others when they're going through tough times. I treat animals kindly. If I could jump off the screen right now, I'd go and make us both a big bowl of popcorn just so we could sit down and enjoy it together. In short, I'm the kind of guy that others refer to as "nice."

Women have often asked me to fix their computers, prepare their taxes, help move their furniture, or assist them with their homework. They'd ask me to pick them up when they'd missed the last bus, they'd ask me to loan them money when they were in a jam, and they'd ask me to bring snacks in the middle of the night. And since I'm nice, I was always happy to help. Unfortunately, none of the women I put myself out for were ever interested in reciprocating. Help was suddenly unavailable whenever I was the one who needed it. "Oh, you're such a good friend!" I'd hear each time I was exploited. This wouldn't bother me so much except for the fact that refusing requests to be exploited was always met with a wall of disapproval.

Guys like me were brought up to believe that if we always tried our best, and were beacons of kindness and generosity in a world filled with thugs and cads, we would inevitably find a girl who would love us and accept us for who we were. Instead, those traits seemed to disqualify me from any sort of romantic arrangement, and I'm pretty sure I'm not alone here. Whenever I'd ask a woman out, she'd inevitably tell me that I was far too much like a brother to her, or that she didn't want to spoil our friendship. Such rejections were always followed with sincere assurances that when I eventually found a girlfriend, she would be so lucky to have a guy like me. Yes, a woman of grace and understanding was just around the corner, merely awaiting my displays of affection to fall right into my arms.

Well that's a myth. A fraud. A big damn lie. Now that I live in exile from my native culture, I can see that dating and romance in the West is a heavily skewed affair. It sees love and romance almost strictly in terms of what the female wants. What the female expects. What the female demands. The male is mere fodder. He needs to step up to the plate and work hard, and he needs to change to suit his woman's needs. She on the other hand, should just be herself, no matter how horrible or deceitful that may be.

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NEW! - 25 March, 2018

Book Review: Wedlocked

Written by Dr. Alexander G Valley, and described as a compendium of tales regaling "mayhem and disaster," Wedlocked is a book intended to be Top Secret reading material for the eyes of the "matrimonially afflicted male." The author has some obvious writing skills and understands the need for entertaining prose and occasional humor in making something which is both readable and purposeful. Dr. Valley (his pseudonym, obviously) embraces the notion that a bit of laughter and commiseration are therapeutic. His observations will sound familiar to anyone who has ever experienced the insanity of an abusive narcissistic female, been twisted into a pretzel by ever-changing whims, held her contemptuous in-laws at bay or stepped into the shoes of Captain Save-A-Ho for five minutes.

The author admits faults for his mistakes but he takes ownership of them and turns them into learning experiences; such are the benefits of hindsight. Sadly, he needed to flirt with a debilitating medical condition before reluctantly coming to the realization that all was not well in his marriage. Finding the resolve to leave a lousy relationship is definitely a strength to be cultivated.

Naturally, the book has its problems. There are a few spots in which the author purports to know what "we" think or how "we" feel. Those parts had me shaking my head and saying: “speak for yourself, bud.” Organizationally, a more conventional narrative structure would certainly have helped the books’ readability but its gems outweigh its weaknesses. Chapter 9 was both memorably appalling and laugh-out-loud funny.

The wisest observations illustrate how bending-over backwards for your partner is a sure-fire way to get used-up and become miserable. Having boundaries and standing firm upon them is a virtue while; self-defined well-being is more important than any so-called “relationship” could ever possibly be. Though your partner may claim your every worldly possession as her own, there are some things she can never claim: “your freewill, your independence, your ability to think for yourself, and especially your memories.” Well said, doctor.

If you have a bit of spare afternoons and if you’d like to benefit from the life experience of a wizened, wisecracking and hard-drinking uncle, then Wedlocked stand-outs as a worthwhile addition to the genre. At the very least, it’ll provide some chuckles combined with some weary nods of "yeah, I know what you mean."

If you're interested in a copy of "Wedlocked", you can find it here and here.


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