July Reader Feedback

Imagine, if you will: an entire gender of people raised within a culture which ensures them that they are perennial and blameless victims and that their oppressors are all violent, loutish, sex-crazed brutes who are just too stupid to deserve any respect at all. Furthermore, this culture encourages and rewards them for behaving in as loathsome, obnoxious, spiteful, vile, uncontrollable, vindictive and self-centered a fashion as all get-out. Imagine the mutated creatures which will surely evolve and eventually emerge from such a messy primordial soup? They would be an unwholesome group of creatures, to say the least.

Well, you clearly don't have to imagine too hard, because you're already here reading this... If you live in the English-speaking world, you face women who are officially allowed to abuse whomever they please. Women with absolutely no regard for the respect that should be shown for each other by men and women. Women who will cut-off your testicles and immediately laugh at you for not having any balls.

Indeed, half of them don't seem to realize how money magically appears in your wallet... but they are nonetheless ready to insist that they deserve it more than you do.

Yes, it's easy to be attracted to North American chicks- they have great advertising. Even the ugliest ones seem to think they are gorgeous. They invest tens of billions of dollars a year on make-up, hair, sexy outfits, plastic surgery- all kinds of artificial distractions designed make them look more tempting. The advertising of American women is glitzy and sexy, but it only serves to mask an inferior product. It is a beauty which tries to prevent you from seeing that when it comes to character and behavior, they have sunk to just about the lowest levels that males can possibly stomach. Their advertising ranks among the slickest propaganda tricks that come to mind; a feat akin to making you think a bucket of pus is actually a vanilla milkshake.

I'm amazed by how great the responses to my humble site have been this month. The wealth of stories out there is simply astonishing. Pain does make good writing, it seems. The amount of quality feedback is turning into a raging torrent. I'm constantly amazed that anybody cares what I say. Furthermore, July's centerpiece critic has been among the limpest, most flaccid dissenters I've yet seen (i.e. 'Shona', who is mixed-in there somewhere below).

Oh, someone sent this to me from www.theonion.com, I thought it was cute, so I'm reposting it here...

And a former contributor sent a few random thoughts that would fit-in up here...

"The real problem with society today is not the domination of women, but the domination by women. Children are having their minds warped. Boys are being taught at younger and younger ages to be ashamed of themselves simply for being born male, whilst girls are taught to be "independent" of males. This independence, of course, being doublespeak for: "You are superior to boys and you have to prove it by acting in nonsensical ways so that they will simply think that they are stupid for not understanding."

With that in mind, sit-back. Crack-open a pint of Häagen-Dazs or enjoy a plateful of cream-cheese blintzes. Here is the July edition of Reader Feedback...

Chaffee, (a guy) writes:

Well done! Whenever you smell bullshit, it is a good sign that you are on the trail of truth. You have glimpsed sight of a disturbing fact... you and I, like most men, are but sharers of leftovers in a society which gives women first grabs at whatever benefits are parceled-out.

You may think I'm exaggerating, but this fact is most clearly flagrant in American colleges: over the years, they have been transformed into heavily female-oriented institutions. (If you don't believe me, just try looking for a scholarship intended specifically for white males.) In one of your reader feedback sections, you mentioned quite quickly that females comprise an ever-increasing majority of college graduates. (Mentioned that in the intro to the last feedback section . -- NG) This is quite true, but it is not news: this disparity has been growing steadily over the past 10-15 years. Not only do women almost entirely dominate such college departments as psychology, education and speech therapy but traditionally male-dominated fields like computer science and engineering have been bending-over backwards to make themselves more amenable and attractive to female students. Whenever a male-dominated department makes an effort to remove "gender bias", it means that male students will have to work a lot more than a female student, just so he can get to the same ranking that she will get, by virtue of her gender. All of this is in the name of promoting "diversity" of course, no one ever talks about a "diversity" of males for female-dominated departments. And imagine: all of this has happened in a system where everything from athletics to the SAT and the dormitory sexual mores are supposedly biased in favor of males.
As you've noted elsewhere, worst of all are the women's studies departments. Women's Studies is the academic equivalent of a war machine. Their main function is to discover more reasons for their own existance, while furthering the agenda of a small cabal of like-minded careerists far more elitist and narrow than any totalitarian party that comes to mind. It is a department of study which appears to be entirely unaware of any verifiable facts at all, while cranking-out reams of phony info. They can NOT seem to accept the concept that there might be reasons OTHER than 'male oppression' that cause men and women to be satistically different! Vast numbers of moderate women scholars have been marginalized and excluded in favor of those who mouth the appropriate victimhood myths. If the goal of feminism was at one point to empower women, one can only conclude that increasingly, the modern goal is to disempower men.

On campus, the slightest negative in-class remark about women will get you in trouble, but there's absolutely no restraint at all on how much man-bashing you can do. And their PC rules (which often serve to stifle legitimate points of view) merely ratify this kind of sexism. When you have derogatory things to say about men, the sky is the limit. You can't be offensive to anybody, unless that somebody is male and heterosexual. In your own college experience when a pair of women throw a bucket of cold water at a man in the shower, it gets winked-at and regarded as a joke. Are we to believe that a pair of men sneaking-in to a girls' bathroom to do the same would not cause a MUCH bigger indignant stir among women on campus?

But back to the disappearing males in college: it has become so acute it is starting to get visually apparent when you walk around an average campus. To make matters worse, university heads are aware of this gender-disparity as a worrying trend, but not for the reasons you might think. Universities aren't too concerned about this disparity out of fair-mindedness or the principle of equality, but mainly because it is in the self-interest of the colleges to do so. Specifically, how can they attract more male students, because male students are more likely to pay full tuition? It's an issue of marketing, not fairness. They use euphemisms like "balanced social life" to mean they're concerned about how the number of male students is dwindling.

The mass-media sometimes reports on this phenomenon, but does not try to penetrate to the logical heart of the matter. Many articles on the topic emphasize that the reasons for this gender disparity are a confounding mystery; that it is totally BAFFLING why men are disappearing on campus. Some articles conclude that the biggest factor is because male high school graduates are probably too short-sighted and anti-intellectual to understand the value of a college education. That they want to jump into unskilled jobs immediately after high school because they are blinded by the lure of quick money. Therefore, they conclude that this whole thing is most likely a result of personal failings on the part of millions of men. Whether or not the system is biased against men is a question which never seems to be raised, because it's assumed that no institution can possibly be biased against men. Never mind the fact that boys comprise 80-90% of the expulsions from primary and secondary schools, society just assumes that men fit into the system perfectly and have only themselves to blame whenever they don't succeed. But whenever a woman doesn't succeed at something, then it can only be that the system is stacked against her!

Furthermore, the mass-media sometimes manages to throw-in some flippant statement about how the men on campus probably have it just A-OK because of their choice of dates each weekend from these unbalanced gender ratios (wink, wink lads! Isn't life great for you?) So, these articles try to hint that among the real beneficiaries of this disparity are the men on campus, because they have less competition for women! (Naturally, musing that the men on campus have women fawning over them is rather facetious based on how many college-age men I know who have problems finding dates.)

Even more ridiculously, one recent article which I saw on this topic even managed to plant the idea in the readers' minds that women were at a long-term _disadvantage_ in this arrangement! Specifically: what will happen when these female college-graduates are unable to find equally well-educated husbands ten years down the road? Oh alas and alack, they will be the losers! It's sure a good thing that women don't 'need' men in their lives, right?

Despite all this attention on the problem, almost no one in the mass-media seems to be drawing the most obvious conclusions: university populations are lopsidedly female because universities blatantly give every advantage to women under the sexist idea that they are somehow more deserving. Instead, the media tries to make it out to be the fault of men, because men are probably just too stupid to appreciate the importance of a college education anyway. The idea that the U.S. educational system structurally shortchanges men is entirely unthinkable because it might force people to ask unpleasant questions and it might even cause people to propose reforms which women would find too inconvenient... specifically: stopping all this blatant favoritism.

And no, women aren't very concerned about this because they just love to gloat about how males are doing poorly in school. It makes them feel superior. Never mind that most course materials are selected by schools to be more 'female friendly' and are therefore of less interest to boys. Never mind that school cirricula are increasingly designed to elevate girls. Never mind that most teachers are females and therefore primarily serve as female role-models. Never mind that most school psychologists are female and have a huge amount of influence over recommending narcotherapy for a child. Never mind that a boy's behavior which was once seen as spirited (rough play, mischief, competition) is now seen as some kind of disorder. If the fictional character Tom Sawyer was in a public school of today, he'd surely be on Ritalin! No, there must be something wrong with boys' brains, a woman will reckon with a teensy grin on her lips. Best to use drugs or turn them into girls.

And finally there is the long-term result that no one will dare bring-up: if more men are kept uneducated and ignorant, it serves the purpose of making them more easily disempowered, divided and controllable. It will make them more-easily marginalized and will keep them shut-out of the best-paid work. It will allow men to perpetuate their monopoly on back-breaking, dangerous jobs. Men will be more easily sneered-at with disgust and contempt in the same way that the wealthy sneer-upon the homeless. This conclusion isn't too hard to arrive-at, but almost no one is actually saying it.

You left America because of your desire to get-away from anti-male bigotry. That was truly a principled decision. You basically said: "I will not live in a country where I am not treated fairly." I respect you highly for that.

Your look at female doublespeak continues to be of interest to me. The rise of tyranny is bound-up in the decay of language. To illustrate just how powerful a force doublespeak is in warping human thought, here is an example of the insanity we live with... in the name of 'equality', 'anti-sexism' and 'liberation', the women of the English-speaking world will not be satisfied until all of the men are in cages. (ROTFL! Sums it all up, dunnit? Heh, but still... cages actually might offer some protection- until they start poking us with pointed sticks, that is. -- NG)

Keep writing your thoughts. We need more sane voices to help us navigate this hostile, fem-centric wilderness.

(Gee, thanks! Come to think of it, the first week of college orientation I went to, we had to take part in a small group-session about sexual conduct on campus. The groups had about 12 students apiece. Female students were separated from the males, and we each had somewhat different talks with a faculty member. The talk given to the male students can be summed-up with: 'respect the female students, understand the rules, above all: BE RESPONSIBLE.' The talk given to the females was a little different... it could be summed-up with: 'watch out, some guys can't control themselves. Watch yourself at night. And remember: the rules exist to protect you'. Clearly, there was a bias there in the official outlook. Furthermore if an alien visitor landed on my college campus, it would probably come-away with the impression that breast cancer was the only disease on planet Earth. -- NG)

Sebastian (a guy) writes:

My friend, you are spot on on your website about how men get the sh*t end of the stick. I used to be a nice guy but got converted after studying in the School of Hard Knocks 'til the age of 26.

Things are almost as bad in the UK as you described them in the US.

I've been a nice guy, I was honest, decent, I used to be a romantic and wrote romantic poetry as a hobby.

Being nice got me the 'friends' treatment every time.

To women, nice guys are 'Personal Agony Aunts', 'Chaste Emergency Escorts' and, essentially, 'A girlfriend with a penis'.

Sums it all up, eh? (Laff! My God, that's almost too accurate! -- NG)

I gave up being nice 3 years ago when the lady I was dating told me she was a lesbian and was only seeing me so I could make her pregnant and she could then dump me and sue for child support payments. (AAAAAAAARGH! Holy crow! What a damned opprobrium she is! If I was this guy, I would've immediately tied a noose for that chick and hanged her from the nearest tree! Scheming hucksters like her deserve a musketball between the eyes. That's it, I'm going in my closet to look for my harquebus and powderhorn... -- NG) She only admitted this because her sister lived next door to me and was dating my cousin and knew all about this (by the way, her sister was scum too.).

So now I go to soccer games, get drunk, scream abuse for 90 minutes, go to the pub after, get roaring drunk with the boys, try to belch 'rule britannia', and be a total and complete jerk. Go on the pull, objectify women, regard them with contempt, and it works!

I woke up, eventually, and am just trying to enjoy myself. My principles got me nowhere, ended up (combined with epilepsy and social anxiety disorder) sending me into depression for 13 years (mainly the epilepsy but the anxiety disorder and stress from loneliness made it a thousand times worse).

I'm now almost 30, and am just putting my feet up and indulging in hedonism. Despicable to many (especially to women) but I no longer care about women.

Women treated me like scum, so I'll act like scum, and I'm enjoying myself for the first time in my life.

The memories of a lot of pain and rejection... hurts... but I'm not driven by the need for revenge, jst the need to make up for time lost while allowing women to use me as a chaste emotional crutch. Their boyfriends treat them like crap, they come to the niceguy and cry on his shoulder.

Women really get angry when you wake up from 'niceguy-itis' and tell them (after their scum guy has cheated on them) the following:

"What did you expect. It's your fault for dating that w*nker in the first place. You say that there are no nice guys. You always say I'm a nice guy but just a friend. I don't want to be your friend anymore. All I get from our friendship is earache, where as you get free therapy and counselling, some free meals and some nice romantic poems I write for you. Guys treat you like sh*t because you wouldn't know a nice guy if he came up and kissed your arse"

She was NOT happy and I got a good slap, but it felt great when I just laughed at her and she ran off in tears. That loss of control was the start of the revolution... (My God, I would've bought tickets to watch that verbal transaction take place! -- NG)

As I said... I was a nice guy but women are turning the nice guys into jerks by constantly rejecting them. When the pain gets too much the nice guys wake up and learn the tricks of the trade.

Sorry if that sounded a bit cynical. (Naw, it sounded just about right. -- NG) I wish you the very best of luck.

I hope you don't end up as cynical as me..!!! But needs must be met when the devil vomits into your kettle.

Cheers!

(Thanks! -- NG)

Rob (a guy) writes:

You are a fucking genius. Thanks for the site. I have also permanently let evil-guy run the show. These bitches are gonna pay.

(Heh, thanks... lurid details please? -- NG)

Jordan (a guy) writes:

Hello NiceGuy:

I randomly came across your site searching "pinky+toe" to confirm the terms of the toes on the foot, and it led me to your section about your relationship with Fumiyo.

This in turn led me back to your top page, and I am very intrigued by the subject matter, since it is very relevant to my own relationship-experiences.

I struggled with the personalities of my 2 older sisters, and some American girls in Seattle (my home town), but since dating a Japanese woman at 19 I have dated no others. I have found the disparatities sadly enormous. It truly makes me reflect upon what kind of people we are creating in our society. It's quite frightening when I see the behavior of women in my family -- many of them castrating the very identities of their male partners. It would be enough for me to enter a state of complete despair -- if I hadn't been fortunate enough to become interested in Japan and Japanese and as a bonus Japanese women.

The whole issue of the personality flaws of many American women was hit home again by my encounters with European women -- who, I didn't love as much as my darling Japanese girlfriends -- but who still seemed to be extreme improvements over the American brand.

It's all very concerning. But sometimes I tell myself I must be careful -- sometimes I wonder if it's not all Americans, both men and women, who are inflicted with an essential arrogance that shows up in the form of so many awful traits -- and that perhaps you and I are only more sensitive to these problems in women since we pursued them as mates.

At any rate, I must get back to work,

Nice site. I will read more, and share it with some friends. - Jordan

(Cool! -- NG)

Stacy (a gal) writes:

I just wanted to say that I agree with you on your "women suck" philosophy of sorts. I'm a 15 year old girl/chick/woman, whichever you'd prefer, ('Chick' will do. -- NG) and I can honestly say that I really hope that I don't suddenly turn into one of the idiotic women that go for the crappy guys that you described. I can say that for me atleast some of the sucky guys have something about them that draws you to them, maybe cute eyes or something, but there's just something about them, so it's not that the women that go for them are idiots. The guys I'd go for tend to be the underdogs, the nice guys that aren't noticed as much. Just how it agrivates you the whole "nice guys finish last" thing, the same is for nice chicks. I've always thought that I was a "nice chick" but that's got me nowhere. So the nice guys and the nice girls get stuck in the dust of the "players" and the "skanks." Sucks how things work out that way. With all of the women that bitch and complain that you are degrading them with this site, (Really? How many? -- NG) just remember that they know you're right and are too afraid to admit it.

(Aww, thanks! I'd always suspected that was the main reason... -- NG)

Charlene (a woman) writes:

Dear Mr. NiceGuy.... or Mr. EvilGuy.....

Which do you prefer? (Just 'NG' will do. -- NG)

Just wanted to drop you a note to say I get a kick out of your site. I am of the female persuasion, American, aged 30 and married one year as of the 14th of this month -- happily too. Marriage is the hardest thing I have ever done. It's a good thing "love" goes along with it. Most days I don't think I am all that bad but I do know that sometimes my husband would agree that women suck (me in particular)! And, not to be a traitor to my gender, I would agree that sometimes we do. One thing about being married is that there is always someone there to point out all of your faults. I know I can be a real witch sometimes when that happens I need to just take a deep breath and not speak. (Wow! I'm kind of impressed by that! -- NG)

I found your site by accident. I was looking up the lyrics to Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger. I typed "paranoia, paranoia, everybody's coming to get me" into google.com and behold I found you! So, being the naturally curious person that I am, I began to read. Now, I have to say.... I am somewhat addicted. You read like a novel and I *SOOOO* love to read. My husband complains that I read too much! Is there such a thing? I can't wait for your next encounter. You're on my best seller list! Just so you know, not that you care, I don't think you are much of any of the things listed in the top 10 criticisms. I think you are slightly jaded..... ok.... maybe just plain ole' jaded. But... that's not a crime. It's simply a state of mind.

As far as your opinion of American women well.... Everyone is entitled to have an opinion I just don't have to agree with it. I do think it is too generalized but as mentioned just a sentence ago.... it's yours and you have every right to express it. Upon turning 30 last October I began to thing about my life. A lot. I have always been an over-analyzer but of late I have become even more so. I realized sometimes the only things in life you can claim as your own are your opinions. Thus, I salut you for taking those thoughts a step further and turning them into code so that all the world can see. Where would we be without the freedom to express ourselves? (Absolutely. -- NG)

I could ramble on for a while but I have already occupied enough of your time. Keep up the good work NiceGuy!

(Thanks! -- NG)

Cairn (a guy) writes:

Great web page! Sounds like Japan is pretty cool. You've probably got hundreds of emails from other guys confirming your views, well here's another one. I am, however, married and that has it's downfalls too. I married a woman who, over the course of the last 15 years, has turned out to be a total wacko/raving bitch/hormone factory. They are almost impossible to live with or without, go figure. Can't wait to read about your next date with Fumyio, it's an interesting saga.
My first day of college orientation, I met this amazingly cool girl. She was attractive, funny, a wild partier, and just sexy as hell. Once freshmen year started, it turned out we developed mutual friends and I developed the biggest crush on her. It lasted all four years of college. Unfortunately, I was the nice guy. He wicked loser, drug dealing, abusing, boy friend from her home town was always in the picture. I hear they eventually married and had kids. Anyway, I felt exactly as you describe, and boy does that suck!

Great page keep it up.

(Thanks! -- NG)

Some1 (a guy) writes:

Dear Sir,
I would just like to thank you for opening up my eyes to what kind of world I live in. I too am a nice guy, well, I was a nice guy before reading your page. (If you haven't already, give-up being 'nice'. -- NG) Everything you wrote I could relate to. I am so sick of being led on by these manic depressive little tramps. This girl who I liked kept leading me on, flirting with me, telling me she cared about me, all that crap. Then a few weeks later she tells me how no guys like her, and I want to ask her out, but don't. Then, she tells me how she is lonely and the whole pity act. Anyways, to make a short story shorter, she ends up telling me that she really likes some guy but he doesn't like her, she says she loves him, he says it back. I haven't talked to her since and feel like taking a nice fire-poker to her neck. Another example, my best friend starting going out with this girl and they were like the typical teenage couple, all kissing and stuff in front of me. Finally, he starts choosing her over me. So I just said screw it, and now I don't talk to either of them anymore.
Every single time I am nice to a girl she just seems to consider me as a friend or toy around with me for a little while, then toss me aside. I don't think I can thank you enough for showing me how corrupt American women are. Maybe if I find a foreign girl or possibly, and this is a big possibly, find an American girl who doesn't enjoy hurting men, I will go out with her. Before I used to dream about finding that perfect love, that girl who would always be there for you. I grew up and realized how naive I actually was. Maybe there is someone out there for me, maybe not. I am just not going to waste my time and feelings on all these two timing girls who enjoy seeing me beg and also enjoy seeing me in pain.
I can honestly say your site has changed my life. If you would post this email on your board, maybe more "nice guys" will find the evil guy inside themselves and realize what women really are.

(Shucks, thanks a lot! -- NG)

Gaston (a guy) writes:

Found the site yesterday through, get this, a gaming related message board where somebody started a topic about women always toying with us, and somebody replied with your website address. Been havin' a ball since then browsing your website.

I gotta say, you're wrong. (Screw this, my personal version of EvilGuy just kicked me in the shins for knowing you are right, yet being gentle and polite for every girl that might read this. It's been 2 years since my last romp, and I don't want to close any doors now, do I??) Anyways, I couldn't agree more with your views and comments.

First of all, let me start with some information about me: I'm a grade-A zero when it comes to women. I've had 7 girlfriends, only slept with 1 of them (and even though we did it 7~8 times, I'm still very new at this and need a lot of pointers....) and most of them made me cringe at the way they ended it (except the last, we both saw that we didn't belong together and thus ended amicably, even though I really wanted to screw her.... what can I say, she was hot, bright, cheerful and intelligent). What is wrong with women? Just like you said, they continually tell you what they are after, yet date the total opposite. Like I heard once: "The first thing a girl will do when she gets a boyfriend is change his clothes, friends, way of living until she gets him to be like she wants him to be. Then a year later, she dumps him because he's changed." Women don't know what they want and they put the blame on us.

Anyway, suffice to say, since those 6 disastrous endings (remember now, number 7 ended well) I haven't really been giving a lot of thought to girls here (up in Canada, where we like winter because it's cold...... stupid cold nipple joke there, sorry for that, it was too easy to put that there). So that makes me a single guy, 22 years old, finishing university, who can't find a decent girlfriend and hasn't had one in about 2 years. I must tell you, I'm almost an exact replica of you, only 5~6 years younger and with the social skills of a mosquito allergic to blood. (Heh! -- NG) Just like you, I thought of going to live in Japan to see what it's like there and try to find a decent woman who will accept the responsibilities that come with the privileges women have been clamoring for since the past 50 years.

PS: In case my e-mail makes me look like some typical guy who just wants to get some, please remember, my evil twin persona is getting really horny and won't shut up about it. I'm not looking for a hole to fill, I just want a decent girlfriend to hold and nurture. Yes, that may sound dorky or false, but hey, I'm kinda dorky and it ain't false. Just by checking your website, I guess you understand me NiceGuy....

I just remembered something my next door neighbor (university dorms) told me that really pissed me off: she kept complaining that whenever a game was on (hockey, baseball, footbal, whatever), her boyfriend would completely ignore her and watch the game. Suffice to say, she didn't like that. Then she asked me if I had done the same thing with my previous girlfriends. My answer; I don't like sports, so no. You know what she said to that? quote: "You don't like sports? What kind of man are you? You're gay, or what?" end quote. My inner thoughts at that moment: "No honey, I'm not gay and I just might be the kind of guy that doesn't piss you off. Buh-bye." (Why keep that kind of thought 'inner'? -- NG)

Yes, women don't know what they want and when they do, well let's just say that ain't what they search for. And they have the nerve to say that men are complicated and don't know what they want! Right..........

I actually asked one of my female coworkers something today: I asked her about people pushing their companion in the grand cycle of living with someone. We were talking about girls pushing guys and she thought that was funny. I told her that this could be a sexist attitude. Needless to say, she disagreed. So I told her: "If a man pushes a woman around, it's not right but if a woman pushes a man around, then it's funny?" I hadn't finished the sentence before she said yes, and found nothing wrong with that. (Here's how you deal with her... throw her into a cage full of lions. Simple. Problem solved. -- NG)

And men are the sexist ones........

(Heh! Thanks for writing! -- NG)

Count Dukestro (a guy) writes:

I've attached a comic I found online which I thought you might like. I have become an avid reader of your articles and wish to congratulate you on your wit and good debating skills against a faction which does not accept debate. I must say you have provided me with great inspiration. (What it's like to debate women is thrown-into context once you realize that anything you can ever say will never cause them to think that they could ever be incorrect. Whenever you make a good point, they'll interrupt and try to shout you down. And in the unlikely event that you're ever correct about anything, they'll sob-out a river until you apologize and promise to never say it again. -- NG)

(Cute! Thanks! -- NG)

Chris (probably a guy, but I couldn't tell) writes:

Dear Nice Guy,
You are right about women, but not 100%.
American women have been given too much freedom and room to evolve.
Women feel they are SUPPOSED to act the way they are, because they fear that any second of lightening up they will immediately play the underdog, and be taken advantage of. (Yes, they think non-bitchiness is a sign of weakness. -- NG) They dwell much on the past, and they feel the need to take out the anger in the present. (I really doubt they're that reflective. -- NG)
There are, however, women in America that haven't been americanized. i just doubt they be easy to find.
Well anyways good luck in Japan, they seem to be a friendly bunch.

(Well, I'll keep ya posted as time goes on! -- NG)

Sam (a guy) writes:

Hey NiceGuy. Been reading your site for a while now, and I can definitely sympathize with your stories. My last girlfriend was considerably nuts....especially since she stopped taking her Paxil around the time she met me. Oy. (Stopped taking her brain tonic, eh? Oy indeed. -- NG) But anyway, the point of this mail is to let you know that not ALL American females suck. I'm only 17, but trust me, things are no different in high school. I, however, seem to have found an anomaly among them. She's an absolutely great girl...she says thank you whenever I pay for her, constantly offers to pay full or at least half for lunch/dinner, or whatever we're doing...I've never met another girl quite like her, actually. Which is what you've been saying all along, in any case. For the most part I agree with you, but I just wanted to let you know that there are still some bright spots in the otherwise cruel, cruel world of American women. Have a blast with those Japanese ladies...

Proud partner of a "diamond in the rough", Sam

(Well, good luck then. -- NG)

Ellmed (a guy) writes:

I happened upon your website recently. I must say that there is not a thing you wrote that I can disagree with. I am also one of those nice guys who have no relationship or emotional commitment to show for it. What is wrong with American women? They lie and cheat like there is no tomorrow. I recently got out of a relationship with one who professed her "love" for me but was cheating on me, and was cheating on the guy she was cheating on me with, with yet another guy. All through college, I had noticed that the women paired off with the jerks, and never paid any attention to the nice guys. I really think that women today are inflicted with narcissism. They behave like children. Many are products of broken marriages themselves, and can't offer a commitment since they do not know what it is like to be in a serious relationship (not being able to see one from their parents). Instead they turn to materialistic pursuits, which is why they are so shallow. I am thinking of going overseas for a bride. I may stand a better chance...

(Heh, I think I certainly have a better chance nowadays. Thanks for writing... -- NG)

Mildred (a gal) writes:

Well hello there NiceGuy. I am a girl, and I am between the age of 16-35, and I'm not going to chew you out or anything like that. I have to admit though, you're website really did offend me. It may be true that some girls (or maybe even most, like you say) are like that, but I try to think that I am not. I haven't read through the whole website yet, but I can truthfully say that I cannot relate to having ever done any of the things you say we do. You may think I'm lying, but i've never used "Let's just be friends" or shit like that. I don't think that's right, saying that. You may not believe anything I say, but I don't really care. I promise you everything is true.

Well thanks for your time, bye.

(I'd really like to believe her. I mean, she believes what she says. But my gut says that although she means well, she's probably just oblivious to her own bad behavior. -- NG)

SeoulMan (a guy) writes:

Hey, Niceguy...

Excellent site. I'm a 24-year-old Canadian guy currently residing in Korea. Although my move was more employment-related than anything else, I'm pretty close to giving up on women, as many of the others who have written are. I know I'm a nice guy, too. A few women have told me that, generally followed by "and it's nothing against you personally but...." And then there was the idiot American girl (okay, so using "idiot" and "girl" in the same phrase is a bit redundant) who disappeared into thin air for no apparent reason after 3 months of continuous contact.

I'm also sick of hearing "you're such a great guy, and you're really good-looking...you'd be a great catch" from the following 3 groups:

1. Women in my parents' generation (or older)...I don't care how good-looking someone's granny thinks I am...that does me no good. I won't be going for her!

2. Married female friends...I won't be going for them either.

3. Men. I definitely won't be going there.

Keep up the great work on the site. It's good to see that there are so many others in the same boat (and women who are willing to send you lengthy emails to support what we already know to be true, eg 'Suzy'). (Heh, what can you say about a woman who out-performs any satire that I could ever dream-up? I mean, just on her own, she renders lampooning redundant fer chrissakes! And she vividly proves what the author David Gerrold once said: "The only substitute for brains is silence." -- NG)

Go man, go!

(Wonder how SeoulMan's doing with the Korean gals? -- NG)

Naria (a gal) writes

Hi, my name is Naria, a friend of mine sent me the link to your page...i think he was trying to get me upset, but it did quite the opposite. It intrigued me...i'm curious, being a girl...i SHOULD be hurt and upset by society's standards, just because some of the things you said werent pleasant...but they were true! No one can deny that...

Thanks for your time, Naria

(Heh, well I appreciate the compliment. -- NG)

Shona (an ever-so witty woman) scores a point for the gals:

Hello, I am female and I find your site an enjoyable read every once and a while. And I only find it an enjoyable read because it's so damn stupid that I laugh and mock you for hours. (Hours mocking such an openly stupid web-site, eh? Heh, and some people assume that I don't have a life! -- NG) It's not really all that stupid, but it's repetitive. (Yeah I know- some people just won't get it if you don't hammer it in. -- NG)
And, just to add, if you'd waited until your late twenties or early thirties, most of your female friends would want to settle down for good, and you'd be pimpin'! (Assuming I'd ever want those unpalatable chicks in my life, she means. A mistaken assumption. -- NG) I thought you might be highly amused by this, though I'm sure you've already thought of it yourself. Or maybe I'm giving you the benefit of a doubt. (Oh look, she's trying to be sharp-tongued again... Ha. Ha. What a riot you are, Shon. -- NG)
Good luck in Japan, thanks for the humor.

(Aww, and thank you for the sugar-coating on such "clever" insults. It's wonderful that she was restraining herself to protect me from the traumatic experience of receiving the full force of her unbridled, cutting sarcasm. I'm sure she must be holding-back her really good zingers for more important people. But as for me being entertaining, yes I aim to please... I'm happy that at least one woman finds me so uproariously humorous without ever feeling burdened by the urge to reflect upon herself. For her sake, I hope that somebody out there will think that her contribution was a pretty good jab at me.-- NG)

Louise (a woman) writes:

To Nice Guy,
I read your writings, and I must say I agree with a lot (if not all) of what you said. I am female, but one old enough to be your mother (I could have a web page on how I disappeared as a human being sometime in my forties - men used to smile and want to help me, now, once they've gauged my age, I am a non-person and I can change my own tire or whatever - I'm not ugly and I'm not even 50, but it seems I am no longer of any use to men, even old ones. And the first time a woman gets called m'am really drives it home). Rest assured, these girls who treated you the way they did will be in my shoes and they will find it very, very difficult and will kick their ass for not seeing the Nice Guy for who he was and what he could have given them (laugh on them). I was never one of the women you described, and with one exception all my boyfriends and (ex)husband were nice guys - it doesn't always work out (I'm kind of a free spirit like most of the men I've been with) , no one blamed, but we're all still friends because we're all NICE free spirits. Anyway, young women don't realize that their sexual power has a shelf life and they don't understand that all the attention they get from those jerk offs is based on youth and sexual conquest - but they will. How can they be blind to how many of those guys dump their (nice gal) wives of years to take up with some bimbo who is 20 to 30 years younger than they are? I think their arrogance tells them it will never happen to them. Well, maybe it won't if they chose the right guy in the first place - the Nice Guy. I think it's awful that they took advantage of you, and I don't want to sound like I know anything, but you should have hung up on them when they called to whine to you about being with some asshole who treated them like crap - maybe if you had, they would have crawled to you, too (but would you want someone like that?). I really think that deep down a lot of women, contrary to the way it appears, believe that they AREN'T hot shit and are not worthy of being with a nice guy who treats them with love and respect because they don't think they deserve it. I mean, wouldn't you describe most of the behaviour you've witnessed as that of masochists? Also, being a psych nurse I can tell you that you've had the misfortune to be in the company of females who have personality disorders (beware the "borderline personality", mostly female, and LETHAL - and America crawls with them). These women appear to think they are the best thing in the universe, are more often than not very attractive if not outright beauties, keep themselves in tip top shape, wear only beautiful clothes and quite often have very good jobs - but they are NUTS. I can't believe how many guys are clamouring to be with these crazy women - they seem to be absolutely irresistible to men - including the Nice Guy. They are always in crisis and often threaten to kill themselves when things go wrong. They are self centered, believe the world revolves around them and take advantage of anyone who will let them. You, unfortunately, seem to let women take advantage of you. A truly nice, sane, intelligent woman would not think to take advantage of someone like that - I know I certainly wouldn't and never have. But I have seen it, and guess what I thought? I thought, why is that Nice Guy wasting his time with that moron? How come guys like that never approach me? I was considered pretty with a good figure and all that, but mostly got approached by jerks - the ones the women you mention accepted and I didn't want anything to do with. But you have to look at yourself and ask why did you let these women take advantage of you for so long, and why you didn't get their number before it happened again with someone else? They are a type, like I illustrated above, that you should stay as far away from as possible. And one hint, this may sound weird but it's true, beware of adult females with stuffed animals - that is a cardinal sign of the borderline personality disorder, we dont' know why, but believe me everytime one came into hospital, you'd go by their room and there would be at least one stuffed animal on the bed - regardless of the age of the person - it's downright scary. (Oh. My. GOD. You know, I never mentioned this in any of my writings, but... Whorebag had a stuffed panda named 'Spot'. She loved that thing! Slept with it tucked under her arm practically every night, in fact! She would talk to it like it was a infant and acted as if it had a complex personality... she acted like her panda had fears, favorite foods, jealousies, desires... In winter, she knitted a miniature scarf for it to wear. And most nutty of all- at one point she got a smaller stuffed panda... so that the bigger panda could "have" a stuffed animal too! I am not making this shit up!! -- NG) People who act they way you describe are not normal. (Hell no! I realize that now! Hmm. Come to think of it, Harriet had a stuffed animal, too. It was a seal named 'Pokey'. -- NG) And if they keep getting involved with people who are abusive to them, it's obvious they have a very low opinion of themselves and can't be with a Nice Guy because they don't think they deserve him, and guess what? they're right. You're only 27, keep your eyes open and learn. No matter how sexually attractive a woman is to you, if she's nuts, she's nuts, and there's nothing you can do to change that. And a lot of times, women who appear passive, easy to get along with, and NICE, are really this kind of woman in disguise because she's smart enough to keep her mouth shut and play the game until she's got her hooks into a male. Watch out for this, American man abroad in a world where everyone wants to live in America. (Well, I'll keep it in mind... but believe it or not, there are plenty of people outside America who are quite content to stay in their home countries. Or as the tongue-in-cheek Gore Vidal once said: "... foreigners who envy our vast choice of detergents, our freedom to repeat as loudly as we want the national prayers, our alabaster cities to which, we tell ourselves, they can't wait to emigrate." -- NG) Good luck. You'll find someone - and it might even be an American.

(Thanks very much for writing... but, about that last statement, I can guarantee it won't happen. Sacred Vow, you know...)

Kay-Eks (a guy) writes:

You note that American women suck the most out of all cultures. As a Canadian and having read the experiences of you and other readers of your website, I can safely say Canadian women suck as much as American and that you should say “North American Women Suck”. (Hmm, noted. -- NG) Canadian women, in my opinion, are as manipulative, bitchy, and flat out evil as American women are. And I have the experience to prove it. My ex, Brittany, is the equivalent of your Lying Whorebag except with a 140 IQ and the will to conquer the world. But for the time being, she is satisfied by just getting her way. If you’re not with her, you’re against her, and on top of that, you’re evil and should be crucified at the cross.

I first really got to know her in my sophomore year of High School, because we were in the same crowd. At first we enjoyed long intellectual conversations, about anything really, politics, history, what have you and I believe she was impressed with the way I could keep up (in a debate, she would normally mop the floor with anyone who stood against her, I, however, held my own) with her and teach her a thing or to about some random things. She wasn’t without (visible) flaws; she had self-esteem issues when it came to her looks. One day she was telling all of her friends (they happened to be mine as well) that she was ugly, I simply told her to stop being so stupid, she was a very pretty young woman (which happens to be the truth). When I said this, most of my friends were surprised. I am not mean, I do not put anyone down without an apparent reason, but I generally don’t hail praise to people without an apparent reason especially to people from the opposite sex. I never allow myself to be taken advantage of by women (maybe because my mom made me watch her soaps when I was young, I’ll never know) You know how sometimes a very attractive woman would come up to you, flutter her eyelashes, sweetens her voice and ask you for money, food, a favour, etc.? I would shock my weak-willed male friends and impress my female friends, who weren’t nearly as attractive, by telling those types to take a hike, immediately turning their image of me into a brick wall. So anyway, word began to fly that I had a crush on her and to top it off, telling her she was pretty pushed her over the edge and she became obsessed with me. Guys didn’t treat her too well, she was used to being insulted by us, but I believe she mostly had it coming to her, she could be a bitch, so when I lavished praise on her, well, she began to act much differently around me. One day Britt and I were talking using IM and she asks me, “Do like to talk to me?” I tell her “No, that’s why I always talk to you when you come online or when I see you at school, because I hate it so much.” She detects my sarcasm and asks me another question, “When you said I was pretty, did you mean it?” I immediately became suspicious and through a friend discovered that she had a crush on me, so I told her that I meant what I said. The next day, like I expected, one of her good friends came to me and told me since I obviously liked her too (which I deny now completely, and I was slightly offended by the assumption, but I didn’t want to be mean to a person, whom at the time I thought was not evil) I should ask her out. I shrugged and told her I’d think about it. For a week I sat on the prospect, I didn’t like her in that way but she was intelligent and fun to be around with. I was talking with one of my friends and he told me that I sounded like I liked her plenty and that I was just a little confused so I said “Screw it” and called her up.

That’s when she exposed herself as an evil, manipulative, possessive incarnation of the devil itself. Immediately after our first date, she told all of my female friends to back off, that I was ‘her property’. That bothered me but, I only had two female friends anyway so I just apologised to them later, they fully understood Brittany’s insanity before I did and forgave me, but then things became much worse. The most enjoyable part of our relationship before the dating was our conversations, in which would share different opinions on things and discuss them. But now that I was her boyfriend, I was the sort of the ‘man-behind-the-women’ and I had to be in complete sync with her ideas and opinions. My thoughts were only valid if they augmented her own. (Ugh! I would've died! -- NG) This bothered me as well, I mean I don’t want to watch what I say if there’s nothing wrong with it, and I began to wonder if I really liked her in the way that I was told that I did. As is common, I suppose, she wanted me to ‘open up’ and express my feelings at, of course, a time that pleased her. As already stated, I had a reputation for being a brick wall, so she wanted to be the brilliant woman whose kindness cracked opened my rock for a heart. Truth be told, I had nothing hidden, I was a high-school sophomore, my parents were good to me, I had a happy childhood and my family as a whole was good, hard working people. I had no burning psychological issues and nothing and nobody in particular bothered me, but when I told Brittany that, she didn’t believe me. She said things like ‘why are you hiding stuff from me,’ and ‘don’t you trust me? I trust you,’ obvious attempts to guilt me. ('I refuse to believe there's not much wrong with you!' -- NG) As our relationship progressed, she developed other tactics to try and pry a deep, dark secret out of me. I kept telling her that nothing really bothered me, but she kept on pressing for something, I don’t think she could accept the fact that I was actually socially-adjusted and she wasn’t. One day, I got a brainstorm, why don’t I ask her to open up to me? She, at first, thought I should open up to her before she did to me, but I managed to convince her tell me something. She started off by saying, “I hate most of my friends”. I was a little shocked, to say the least, asked her to elaborate, “I hate most of my friends, the ones I hate reciprocate, in fact the only reason they don’t ditch me is because I have dirt on them.” “Pardon me?” I asked. She went on to describe how she knew a girl (she didn’t name names, she still wanted some power over me) who was sexually abused by her father, an honour student who nearly flunked middle school and a few others who told her their secrets. Brittany told me that if they abused her, she’d spread a secret to, as she put it, “destroy them mentally as well as socially”. I was frightened, no not just frightened, I was petrified. She had all this power and she sounded as if she were willing to use it to “prevent them from hurting [her]”. I decided that I needed to dump her and run for cover, but she sounded mean enough to spread a nasty rumour about me to all off my friends if I decided to end it against her will.

It became a chess game, she was a smart cookie so I couldn’t just say “look over there” and run away. As time went on, I found her behaviour truly disgusting and it became difficult for me to control my anger at the way she acted. Instead of keeping my mouth shut on issues that we disagreed, I fought back, greatly displeasing her. We would be up half the night on the phone angrily debating something that had no direct consequence to us. I couldn’t end the discussion if I was tired and needed to be fresh for a test the next morning, unless I made a complete about-face on my views and I am too stubborn for that, so we argued until she got tired of it and dropped the subject. One time, however, I managed to gain the upper hand and catch her in a lie. She just dismissed me as a redneck and an idiot. I took more offence to being called a redneck, since my grades proved that I was no dumbass. Considering that I lived in the city all of my life and I never kissed my cousin with tongue, how could I be considered a redneck? She then defended herself with “It’s my opinion, and opinions can’t be wrong!” I told her that doesn’t always exempt you from being wrong, it’s like saying two plus two is nine and if it’s your opinion, you’re not wrong. Am I a total jackass for saying that her opinion was wrong? I mean if you’re opinion of someone is that he’s an idiot then he scores a 1500 on the SATs, you weren’t wrong about his intelligence, just because you throw in the word opinion? She began to make sweeping generalizations about everything I associate with. I’m ethnically Slavic, so when she said all Slavs (including myself) were, “loser, drunk, commie, women-beating, bigots” (Wow, bitchy, dishonest, manipulative and racist. The circle of evil is complete. Okay, at this point I'd have given the fucking demon a swift battering to the kidneys. But as is my style, I would've delivered darkly humorous irony on top of a savage bludgeoning... I'd have screamed: 'How dare you (SMACK!) call me (SMACK!) a drunken, commie woman-beater! (SMACK!) Now fetch me my whiskey and the latest issue of Pravda!' -- NG) and that I was “lucky that someone as good as [her was] spending my time with [me]” I flipped out. I was so angry that I couldn’t talk, I was red with rage and I shook with anger. She claimed to want to know the ‘real me’ (even though the ‘real me’ was standing right in front of the sow) and that she would accept me for who I am, but then she says this, that who I am isn’t good isn’t good enough? I simply hung up the phone and told my parents if someone called for me I wasn’t home.

The next day at school someone passed me a note and told me it was from Brittany. I was still very upset and I noticed the letter was very long, I simply threw it out. I must admit in hindsight that this was possibly the worst thing I could have done. Everyone saw me do it, so now Brittany didn’t even have to make something up to make me the villain. It ripped our group of friends into two, the ones that believed that I had a right to be upset and that she was right and I was wrong. Of course only a handful of my closer friends stuck by me, most of the others knew her longer than I, so they abandoned me. I was forced to draw my battle lines as she now considered me as evil. Right now, at least, things have calmed down. My friends who sided with her quickly went back to normal relations with me and it’s only she and I who have a problem with each other. I figure she was so interested in getting me to ‘open up’ because she wanted something to hold leverage against me. (Well, yeah. Whorebag did the exact same thing to me. There's no other reason for it, and it's good he didn't 'open-up'. 'Open-up' being doublespeak for 'make yourself vulnerable to more cheap shots, you woman-beating, drunken Slav.' -- NG) I am convinced that she is evil and the fact that most of her friends haven’t left her (I don’t care what secret she has, when she’s so possessive and frighteningly evil you head for the hills and don’t look back) and the fact they constantly defend her when I try to convince them that she is insane, that the women’s ‘stick-together-no-matter-what’ mentality is the reason they have been able to manipulate men to a point in which they actually have the advantage. It is strategically brilliant, but certainly not fair for us men, who seemed to be the only ones who can tell when one of their own is being unreasonable. (The fairness of a gender can be gauged by its collective awareness of its own unfairness. -- NG)

Keep up the good work on your site; it definitely is very true, and if you need someone to be a character witness once you get sued (someone will try it, eventually, not that they’ll win or anything) I’ll help you out (I know karate... the opposing lawyer won’t see what hit him). (Heh. -- NG)

Remembering always to Fight the Power...

(Thanks! -- NG)

Gideon (a guy) writes:

Dear NiceGuy:

I lived in Korea for two years. One time I was with this prostitute.....this was around the time when John Wayne Bobbitt was in the news.....yes, dated I know....anyway, she got a kick out out of his penis getting chopped off. That scared me at the time, but fortunately she was nice to me. My impression of Korea was that it was exactly what I heard that Japanese culture was like. (Well, many Koreans and Japanese would dispute that, but anyways... -- NG) My point is that women are evil the world over because it's genetic. Put them in the USA, and it's like Eddie Murphy once said "Me half." (...during his monologue on divorce) Women don't get nicer when they're not in the USA. I've been in over a dozen countries. WOMEN AREN'T AS BAD AS YOU THINK....THEY'RE WORSE!!!!!!!!!!

(Heh, I wanted to believe that there are good women out there in the world. Sometimes I wonder if I'm not being naïve in thinking that. -- NG)

Triple A (a guy) writes:

Just wanted to say your site hit a nerve with me & made me realize Im not alone....nice guys really do finish last. My life is living proof of that, and after reading some of the stories youve posted, my instinct is only confirmed.

The only thing Id like to say is that at least youve had some women in your time; youve slept with a few in your 26 yrs of life. Me, Im 29 and I havent slept with one...not ONE!

So youve been more successful than you think. After all, youve got poor fools like me who still havent been intimate & probably never will. (Well, just think of all the great diseases you're missing-out on! -- NG), well, at least Ive come to realize that it may not even be worth it, since most women play games & and are untrustworthy to begin with.

Ive been exactly where youve been, friend, so keep up the faith.....

(Thanks! -- NG)

Dirk (a previous contributor) writes:

Dear Niceguy:
Your site continues to be a source of humor, strength, and focused conviction to all the nice guys out there who’ve been burned by the American Female. I continue to persevere in an environment that is inherently anti-male since last writing to you. I do things in my daily life to minimize contact with these…creatures…but since they’re everywhere, it’s getting desperate.
Over the last few months, you’ve said quite a bit about the social norms on Planet Japan (i.e. the nail that sticks out gets hammered: very nice, vivid description). I’ve begun noticing just how much American society pushes men to be subservient to women. It’s not just the women themselves, but many things: especially business, advertising, and marketing. Like a commercial I saw for a credit card company the other night, which portrayed a man and a woman out on a date. The Announcer said, “This is (name of man), he goes out on a lot of dates. But he’s using his credit card, and earning cash back, so he can eventually save up to buy an engagement ring.” It automatically assumes men are supposed to take women out, pay for everything, give them all kinds of material goods and attention, and then, if we’re lucky, we get the honor of buying them a wedding ring and binding ourselves for life. What is this shit?! Could it be that businesses see great amounts of profit by demanding social norms of spendthrifting on worthless women? That’s what I see. (Well, the DeBeers cartel certainly prefers it that way. Who else would they sell diamonds to, if not men who are trying to get laid? Apart from them, the only other group who'll buy diamonds are drill-makers. -- NG)
The more I see what’s happening in mainstream, American society, I also see the micro-problem of how it affects my friends. I have a friend named Barry who recently got dumped by his girlfriend. Well, I hang out with a close circle of friends who are like brothers to me and Barry is one of them. None of his friends liked his girlfriend, Michelle, who we called the Red Headed Harlot. This is due to two reasons: first, she can’t seem to shut up about things she knows nothing about; and two: she can be incredibly demanding. Well, Barry is a nice guy, and rather than break clean with him, she’s kept him dragging along behind her on a leash. She uses promises of maybe getting back together with him (i.e. offering him sex), but only if he manages to jump through every hoop she places in front of him. It’s bad enough that she dumps him, but now, she keeps him strung with promises of hope for a renewed relationship, only because he makes quite a bit of money, and she hopes to get some of that before breaking with him completely. This is a guy who housed her when she was homeless, has fixed her car on more than one occasion, loaned her money, bought her clothes, and even took her on multiple 500+ mile trips to visit her mother.
Can someone please tell me: WHERE DOES IT END? When do we, the men of the United States of America, finally get tired of this All-For-Me, five year old bullshit mentality that women seem to develop and never get rid of? American women have no shame or any consideration for others. They’re free to do whatever they want (especially with that jogging naked report). To them, a woman’s primary mission in life is to have as good a time as possible and never be held accountable, and if that means a whole bunch of people get hurt in the process, well, that’s life.
Well, I for one am not putting up with it anymore.
I’m not going to turn out like Barry, someone who is so desperate for a woman’s attention that he’ll put up with all kinds of abuse. Instead, I’m taking the fight to them. I thought about it for a long time, and I came to a decision: I’m going to do to women exactly what they have done to me. Let’s see if they can take their shit, as well as dish it out. What I’ve done, over the last two months: 1) lost twenty pounds, 2) gained more muscle, 3) bought stylish clothes, and 4) killed every notion of being a nice guy to American women. Instead, I’m going to be a player, someone who uses women and tosses them away. They deserve it. I will not hesitate to turn a woman down no matter how beautiful she is, because it’s the beautiful women who have treated me like crap my entire life. Let’s see how they like rejection.
Granted, why spend all this time and effort on a bunch of worthless women, isn’t that kind of defeating the purpose? Because I got hurt along the way, and I desire revenge, that’s why. As far as I’m concerned, I did nothing to deserve the kind of treatment I’ve been handed to all my life. A crime, an injustice, as been committed against me and all the nice guys in America who wanted nothing more than a woman to care about them. While I can’t leave the country (which sounds like it’s really working out for you, NG, congrats!), (Thanks, but it's way too early to declare victory. The proverbial party is just getting started. -- NG) I’m going to use whatever means at my disposal to take American women down a peg or two. Yes, I know that women are devious, and it has occurred to me that a scorned woman isn’t above using the law to her advantage by falsely accusing me of rape or assault or sexual harassment, or any number of things to get revenge. All I can do is try to do these things in public places, get to know bartenders, and try to protect myself as much as possible. I will not live my life in fear of what an American woman will try, whether using thugs to go after me, attacking my private property, or using the police.
So we’ll see if it will work out at all. In the mean time, please, keep your site going, and keep telling it like it is. It gives me hope that there are non-American women out there who treat men decently when men are nice to them. Take care.

(I'd be interested in knowing how this turns-out... -- NG)

Foozwak (a guy) writes:

Hey there NiceGuy.

I saw your site. Loved it. Especially the description of EvilGuy. Damn near fell off my chair. That's because since my first girlfriend, I grew a goatee, I now have a long black trenchcoat, dress in black, and my entrance music would be by Rammstein. (But Rob Zombie and Prodigy aren't bad alternatives. I just find that the sound of the German language conveys anger better than English.) (Ooh! A harsh and gutteral musical leitmotif! How Wagnerian... -- NG)

Anyhow, I wanted to share my most recent experience just in case you decide to let me freelance to your site.

I'll be 27 years old in about a month. I'm a nice guy. No, I'm not just basing that on my own opinion. I'm basing that on the fact when a girl breaks up with me, or turns me down for a date, (I always found getting turned down to be a fascinating phenomenon. Boils down to her saying "I'm willing to turn down a free meal because I'd have to eat it in your presence!), the girl says, "Gee, you're a nice guy, but..." or "You're a wonderful guy, BUT... " But what? You got your eye on the abusive unemployed alcoholic, THAT'S WHAT!!!! Not to mention all the women who've said "You'll make some girl very happy one day." Or "I should be so lucky as to find a guy like you." Uh huh... So a girl just like you (only not you) and a guy just like me (only not me) would make a great couple. Right... (ROTFL! -- NG)

I don't think I'm THAT ugly. 'bout 6'0". Mildly overweight, I admit. But I do what I can to control it. Swim a mile every day and try to eat good stuff. (Inherited my mom's metabolism.) Got a degree in computer engineering and a good job. Debt-Free. No criminal record. No serious addictions, (Unless you count sports cars and spicy foods.) And every time I was in a relationship, (or arbitrarily close), I treated the woman like a princess. I even had my last girlfriend tell me that using those very words. Sounds pretty much like what every woman says they want, right? Well, I think you know the answer.

I have had 2 girlfriends in my life. First when I was 22. (That's right. Couldn't even get one to CONSIDER me before then!) and the second was this past spring. She's the one I'm gonna tell you about. (My first one was quite tragic as well. But this one more explicitly shows the depths of depravity in the North American Female mind.) Had my eye on her since September. Finally got up the nerve to ask her out in March. We go out. Have SO MUCH in common. Long story short, we become a couple. Have a ball for about 4 weeks. One Sunday she comes over to my house and we have a good time. We're makin' out, she's breathing heavy. Good stuff. Then Friday rolls around... (Cue ominous music...) (Dun dun DUNNNNN! -- NG)

She meets with me and says "There's something I want to talk to you about." (Oh crap.) "I think our relationship progressed really fast."

Me: Yeah, it did. That's the way I am. And I asked you every step of the way if you were comfortable with this. And you always said so.

It: I know, but it's a lot to take at once. You know ... it's just that ... a month ago I was VERY single. And now I'm VERY attached...

Me: *blink blink*

It: Well, 4 weeks ago, I was going out with a whole bunch of guys, and now it's just you...

Me: (Ok. I think I see where this is going.) So you want to see other guys?

It: NO! It's just that ... (damn. need a new lie) ... It's a lot to take all of a sudden.

Me: (Yeah, I bet.)

So we "decide" to take things slower. (whatever the hell that means. Hey, I'm still trying to figure out where all this came from considering she was fine with me 5 days earlier.) Anyhow, it's the following Tuesday and we meet again. Here's where it REALLY happens. Me being an idiot decided to ask her what she meant by everything she told me before the weekend. She still can't explain it. That, of course, is because women don't need a REASON to do anything. (That's equality, for ya!) So I ask "How do you suggest we slow down?"

It: I don't think we can. I think the best thing is to make a clean break.

Me: But I don't understand. It was going so well!

It: I know. I'm just not ready for any kind of commitment right now. (Cliche count stands at 1)

Me: I'm not asking you to commit to anything. We've been together a month.

It: But we went too fast. And it's been my experience that after doing that, you can't go back to where we SHOULD have been.

Me: Don't you love me? (Damn I'm an idiot.)

It: I know I SAID that, but I shouldn't have. It's a word that gets thrown around a lot. Remember when I asked the waiter if I could have extra cheese? And when he brought it to me I said 'OOO! THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU! YOU ROCK!' Well, I don't really LOVE him. It's something I told you before I should have. (Since "love" is apparently a cliche, we're going to increment the cliche count to 2. But it IS nice to know that she holds me, the man willing to give my entire self to her and dreams about her every night, in the same esteem as a waiter that decided to bring her extra cheese.) (Hah! Oh, rest assured: you're equally important to her as the cheese guy! -- NG)

Me: But what did I do to change everything?

It: Nothing. It's not you, it's me. (Chiche count up to 3). And I know that sounds made up, but it's true. (What the hell. That's another one. Chiche count up to 4.)

Me: (Trying to control the eyes rolling into the back of my head.) So you've made up your mind?

It: Yes. I've given it a lot of thought. You really deserve someone better than me. (Chiche #5)

Me: Oh honey, don't run yourself down like that. (See? I'm getting the shaft and I'm still concerned about how SHE feels!)

It: Really. You're too good for me. (Chiche #6. Now I don't know about you, NiceGuy, but if I ever met a girl that I thought was too good for me, I'd be on my knees thanking God for her every night. Not breaking up with her because I suddenly felt unworthy.) (Do you really think she means what she's saying: "I only get attracted to guys who are inferior to me in every way"? -- NG)

I'll end the story of the breakup there. But by this point, I had the distinct impression that she was cheating on me. Or wanted to. (Due largely "scripted" nature of her break-up lines.) Did I neglect to mention the fact that she cheated on one of her former boyfriends? OH yeah. She did. And here I chalked it up to a youthful mistake because she was a teenager at the time and assumed that she'd matured. But the truth is, she's capable of it. But the story doesn't end there. Oh no...

Then someone I know breaks the sad news to me. It seems that a mere 5 days after she broke up with me, she was dating a friend of mine. And when I say 7 days, that's just the first time this person saw her draped all over this guy. No telling how long they'd been at it before that.

If they ever made a movie about my life, Metallica's "Unforgiven" would be the theme song.

Keep up the good work. I've advertised your site to all my bitter male friends. Chances are, word'll get around soon enough.

(Helluva story! Thanks! -- NG)

StillSingle (a guy) writes:

Nice Guy,

To anyone out there (male, or female) who would dispute the accuracy and insight of the opinions you have about women, I am living proof that there is a LOT of truth to the things you say.

You and I are different, from different backgrounds and upbringing. I am an African American male about to turn 35 and I live in the South. You and I are probably night and day in a lot of ways--- but my experience as a Nice Guy and my dealings with women is EXACTLY THE SAME AS YOURS (with very little exceptions).

I've never met you, but I swear to God (if there is one) my personal experiences with women are damn near a clone of yours. The Single Moms stories I've experienced and can relate to. The subject of accountability I see happening a lot, too. I even had a Lying Whorebag of my own! Mine lived with me for about six months and she was an ex-stripper who didn't work. I paid all the bills (just like you) and all she did was complain and want more. She was beautiful and great in bed, but she was a high maintenance princess who was selfish and wanted her way ALL THE TIME without exception. She was wrong quite often and she did me wrong up until the day I had to kick her out. Even though I said, "I'm sorry" quite often, she never apologized to me for calling me names, breaking things in the house, or any of the other things she did throughout our relationship. Whenever I nailed her on being selfish, of course, she turned it around and put the blame on me (sound familiar?). (Hell, yes. -- NG)

With all the problems I had with my Whorebag, at least I got some sex out of the deal. Sex was something she used to manipulate me into letting her move into me (and live rent free) and I fell for it! As soon as she moved in and was secure that I was hooked on her (and in love), the sex became less and less frequent and eventually stopped altogether. I had to damn near beg to get some and when I eventually got it, it was a quick, "going through the motions" effort.

Other than her, I haven't had a whole lot of other women who put out for me sexually or reciprocated my kindness. The other women I've pursued just wanted to use me as a "male girlfriend" to share their problems with while they gave their love and bodies to some guy who was the bad boy type. I think, in this regard, women have an ego that is much bigger than the "male ego" they often bring up. Women need to have a male girlfriend in order to feel good about themselves. The male girlfriend is the guy who wants them, but they reject him every time. Instead of telling him they're not attracted and letting him go find someone else who wants him, they string him along with the promise of some potential sex. In reality, they will NEVER have sex with them. They just want him around to kiss their ass and tell them how great they are because it makes them feel special. They need him to boost up their self esteem and confirm to them that they are still beautiful and desirable after the bad boy has walked all over them and left.

Women try to have as many male girlfriends as they can. They love having a lot of men (who they aren't