I get what you're saying. Though Bonobos seem pretty happy with all the fucking and whatnot.Speaker to Animals wrote:What I want is community and society of men that behave like it.
What we have pumping out of the cities and now indoctrinating every corner of America is what one writer calls the Bonobo Masturbation Society. That's quite apt and describes it well.
You play your video games, watch television sports, and are encouraged to shut the fuck up and isolate yourselves. Your only identities are vacuous commercial identities like sports fandom, or what shows you like to watch, what video games you play, etc.
None of that is truly fulfilling no matter how much you want to convince yourselves. Society requires men to chase after women, constantly worry about whether women find them useful, and then demonizes those men often into suicide when the women dispose of them for new men. It's literally a bonobo society. The Bonobo Masturbation Society.
Fuck that. Isolate the cities and let them live that way without infecting the rest of us.
Men need some kind of struggle to be happy, you're right. But you're following that logical path off a cliff.
I "masturbate" to video games and then go to work and am fulfilled with the meaning I get there.
I was fulfilled when I was just an NCO as well. Than I started feeling unfulfilled for various reasons and left.
People can find their own meaning if they roll the dice and take risks.
I feel no pity for men claiming they need struggle and hard work but sit at their fucking job they hate forever. You can find your own if you take risk.
You claim men yearn for that but they don't take the risks that actually create that scenario by their own choices.
I got out of the Army 10 years into a 20 year career. You know how many guys who hated the Army said I was fucking crazy?
To those men, I say go to Africa and help the poor if you crave meaning. But the dirty truth is the same men who botch about that shit are the same ones who won't take any risk because they fear the consequences of failure. You can't have your cake and eat it too.
I offered a guy making 50k a year 150k minimum (with room to grow) and he turned me down because his wife won't let him take a job where he is gone 3 weeks a month (except weekends).
I told that guy that money is a means, not an end. I also told him his family is more important than any job. We derive meaning from different things, perhaps his meaning is from raising his daughter. In the end it's for him to decide.
But if that same guy had complained about his salary at his current job or his existential need for struggle I would have told him he is a pussy... because he would be one.