Robin Williams was a comic genius born with a creative imagination that flew at warp speed. He was also one of the most gifted dramatic actors to have ever graced the silver screen. It is my belief that Williams gave young men of today the most important life lesson they could ever receive from a man.
To live in love and hope, not arrogance and pride.
A lesson too many young men today have rejected as being romantically naive and dangerously ignorant of reality in the feminist west.
The Red Pill / MGTOW / Game manosphere is a pretty depressing reality to live in most days. Much of the anger, rage, frustration, nihilism and apathy expressed by young men at the feminist culture they find themselves in today is justified and should be, nay must be, expressed. But as a member of Generation X, I am unable to jump on the enjoy-the-decline bandwagon head first and with both feet. I grew up in the time Robin Williams gave his best to the world. A world that still believed in love and hope, and I don't want that lesson to be lost on young men today.
Mrs. Doubtfire. Patch Adams. Good Morning Vietnam. Dead Poet's Society.
Robin chose roles that embodied the very spirit of love and hope in humanity.
To wanting to transcend the material matters of existence and get to the heart of life, the very reason we are all here.
To become full and complete human beings.
The funny thing about being human is, you can't escape it.
You can't hide from it.
You can't rationalize it away by adopting an intellectual theory about life that the Red Pill, Game and MGTOW have become for many young men in The West.
You have to face it. You have to face becoming a human being.
I think many young boys who have swallowed the Red Pill and chase after lifestyle and women or who have gone their own way are doing just that - running away and not facing the fears, hopes and loves they carry deep inside their hearts.
Being human is learning how to love and be loved.
And from what I know of Red Pill, MGTOW and Game, love does not exist in this new philosophy/religion for young men in the feminist 21st century.
If I asked you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus of your personal favourites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy.
You're a tough kid. I ask you about war you will probably throw Shakespeare at me right? "Once more into the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friends head in your lap, and watch him gasp his last breath, looking to you for help.
I ask you about love, you'll probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you would not know what it is like to be her angel. To have that love for her be there forever. Through anything. Through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sitting up in a hospital room for two months holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes that the terms visiting hours don't apply to you.
You don't know about real loss because that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much.
I look at you, I don't see an intelligent, confident man. I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will, no one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right? You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you?
Personally? I don't give shit about all that because you know what? I can't learn anything from you I can't read in some fucking book.
Unless you want to talk about you. Who you are.
And I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that, do you sport. You're terrified about what you might say.
You're move chief.
In this scene, Robin Williams gives us one of the most powerful scenes of human connection, father to son, mentor to student, man to boy one will ever find in a movie.
And while many of the comments are positive and full of praise and remembrance for Robin in this film and his life, this one stood out to me.
PUA language. Game talk. On this speech?
Is this what life has been reduced to?
Is being a Man in the 21st century now nothing more than looking out upon the world and reducing it to some theory?
A bunch of codified concepts to be adhered to like a robot?
Lest I be remiss in thinking my admonishment is only aimed at Game advocates, MGTOW also suffers from the same hubris but to the other extreme - to deny what makes us most human and reject completely true love and affection in one's life that can only come from the opposite sex, women.
I fully understand there is no going back to the way things were.
We are not supposed to anyway. We grow. We evolve. New knowledge, new experiences, new ways of being and living. Change is the only constant in life, or so I am told.
But if you visit this clip on YouTube and find this comment, there was a lot of discussion underneath it about reducing life to some game with women - to lingo and strategies, theories and concepts - and not LIVING it, FEELING it, EXPERIENCING it.
Whether you as a young man use female nature to your sexual advantage, or go the opposite direction and loathe it so much you cut your life off entirely from the feminine spirt, both choices are the same.
A man who refuses to love women is refusing to love himself and life.
Which again, is not to say one should not learn Game. Or that MGTOW offers no advice on the dangerous minefield that is now the mating dance of love and sex in the feminist 21st century. I have learned a lot over the years and my relations with women is night-and-day different now having swallowed the Red Pill, studied Game and in many ways gone my own way compared to when I was a young pup wet behind the ears at the tender just-a-baby age of 20.
But something has been lost.
Along the way, we figured out feminism is responsible for crushing the life and soul out of women and our relations with them. But in response, many young men are now doing the very same thing and crushing the life and soul out of their own lives. As if the only way to fight fire is with fire.
I suspect many young men don't want to hear what I am about to say, but it needs to be said.
Love is the only way forward.
To love is to be human.
The natural state of Man is love.
This is what Robin Williams, in this role, was trying to teach young Will.
To both love and be loved, and not be afraid to let love into your life.
That is the problem with seeing women from a purely Red Pill / Game / MGTOW mindset.
Evo-psyche. Hypergamy. Gynocentrism. R vs K mating strategy. Vag tingles. Alpha mindset. All of it.
It's not that these theories are wrong, they are not. The problem with swallowing the Red Pill and living Game / MGTOW as your life philosophy is that it completely strips a woman of her humanity.
In stripping away a woman's humanity, man also strips away his own.
That... is what watching the world burn looks like. While some days I can arrogantly proclaim this is what the world needs, in my heart, I know it is false bravado. There is nothing manly or masculine in watching the world burn.
Does loving again and living in hope mean we deny female nature, hypergamy or gynocentrism?
Of course not.
Does it mean that the only way forward is to treat women as completely incapable of choosing to love just one man? That she is nothing more than the summation of a long line of evo-psych, selfish and narcissistic Darwinian gene propagation? So too is man?
From what I can see of much of the manosphere, this is the conclusion young Red Pill men have come to about dating and mating in the 21st century. Therefore, men must hedge accordingly in this increasingly zero-sum game we call life by spinning plates, never committing to just one woman or cutting off the feminine from one's life entirely.
Roosh, in an interview with Matt Forney, talked about how much human interaction has declined in young people (11:50 mark). Listening to the two of them talk, I must admit, I can't see much of a future. But it was both these fine and astute observations of the relationship morass we find ourselves in that inspired this post.
All of this dysfunction, for men and women, is boiling down to a very simple reality.
The lives of many people today have become utterly, completely and totally meaningless.
This state of Man can't continue forever.
Like gravity, love and meaning in life is a universal constant.
It will keep causing depression and frustration and sadness in the life of a human being until it wakes up.
I believe that awakening is starting to happen.
Matt and Roosh also talked about the rise of the anti-feminist.
Specifically, the girl that is now spouting all the Red Pill talking points and claiming to come over to our side. Matt and Roosh expressed frustration and anger at the men's rights movement for allowing these women a voice in a sphere that has been owned by men and for which these women bring nothing new to the debate. Matt even expressed suspicion of these anti-feminist women and what they are out to get.
I will tell you what these anti-feminists want - a penis!
Women Against Feminism is the first small sign that a massive culture shift in The West is beginning to sprout, and it is growing like a weed!!! The truth about feminism and the poisonous effect it has had on gender relations in The West has reached, or is very close to reaching, critical mass and thus failure with the very gender it is supposed to be fighting for - WOMEN
Men... individually... are beginning to say no. N. O. No.
So too now are a lot of women, young and old.
See and listen for yourself.
Helen totally goes to bat for men and even confirms the very thing Matt and Roosh lamented about - that if a man had written this book, no one would pay attention to him and she hopes a man will write something in the future.
Hope is not a method to live your life by, but without it, you have no life to live.
If you have hope, you act.
If you don't, you simply give up and retreat into a psychologically protective cave that gives the impression of competence and self-esteem. You may even be outgoing and getting laid, but you won't truly be living and loving.
That was the psychological problem that Robin Williams eviscerated in the speech above. It is the same problem I think meny young men in Red Pill / MGTOW / Game are also in to greater and lessor degrees.
The continued blogging, podcasting, book writing and co-ordinated attacks against the feminist mainstream is having an effect. A book like Helen's would NEVER have been written 10 years ago, much less get almost 5 min of primetime news media television coverage. Just look at the youtube coverage of her book.
The idea that we can defeat feminism without women is delusional. Both men and women will have to wake up and women are just starting to. If men push sincere women away, women who truly want to become feminine again and love men, perhaps always have, we begin the whole cycle of hatred and division once more, which is precisely what (((they))) want.
Robin Williams loved and cared very deeply for those around him all his life.
Perhaps it was this deep love for humanity that ultimately drove his depression, in seeing so little of it around him and also his prior life experiences in having that love not returned to him.
But at least he loved, and loved deeply.
What more can you ask for a life legacy as a Man?
Could Robin have used the Red Pill & Game to stay out of the divorce meat grinder that may have been the final push to suicide?
Would Robin have been better off adopting the MGTOW philosophy and turning away from women completely at some point in his life?
Sure, he could have I guess. But if he had...
We would not have the speech above in Good Will Hunting. A speech only Robin could deliver, with verve and emotional impact, because he was a man who knew how important it is for a young man to understand how love can change his life and make him truly happy.
THAT... is why Robin Williams will be forever remembered.
Robin's suicide was a tragedy. His life an inspiration to live in love, hope and laughter. Don't dismiss Robin's life teachings because he was married and divorced or fought a life long battle with depression and addiction. We all have our demons to battle and some have a much greater and harder fight than you or I will ever know.
But if young men learn to love again, to live in hope for the future, you might be surprised to find there are women out there who want the same thing.
What will your verse be?
A cold, intellectual and clinical dissertation of Red Pill / MGTOW / Game philosophy?
Or an epic poem that shatters the feminist gender war and brings peace and love back to humanity.
Your move chief.
Strength & Honor