Men have an instinctive drive to contribute to worthy causes. Historically, men have done so by rolling up their sleeves and getting into the heavy work of the cause. When they are unable, by chance or circumstance, to do this much, they sublimate their intentions into contributions. This is in contrast to the instinctive feminine drive to be a parasitic wimminz, which is another article entirely.
Occasionally, I get offers for donations. While I appreciate this, I never accept them, because I am not a wimminz, nor a male feminist.
This blog costs me less than eighty U.S. dollars a year to run. If I wanted to, right now, I could pre-pay a century of blogging, with the money that’s in my checking account, and not miss it. This blog would last longer than the United States government, and possibly longer than the internet, without any further monetary input from me.
Back in the old days, I was banned from AVFM for asking why Paul Elam was allowing a filthy, man-hating wimminz to buy her way off of register-her dot com. With respect to anon, I did this long before he or anyone else did it. The only person in my corner, way back then, was AfOR at wimminz.
About a year later, I was banned from the-spearhead for asking why Welmer was turning that blog into a passthru click farm with spammy links, and why he was constantly begging for donations from people like me. I sent him 100 dollars per month when I was a poor kid in a graduate program, based on his sob stories about divorce court, only to see him boast about taking his kids to Canucks hockey games (at five hundred bucks a seat) and hosting the little tykes in four star hotels…
To his credit, at this time, AfOR was right beside me. He got banned as well, and he got banned before I did.
Fools and their money.
I got my comeuppance only a couple of years later, when Welmer, that fearsome men’s rights activist, announced that he was getting married again, to a mail-order bride who declared she was a feminist.
Fools and their money, indeed!
Our brother, the man in the orbital castle, wrote a comment here which languished in my spam folder for a few days. I finally got wind of it, and fished it out. It’s worth the front page.
While I had yet to hear about the Rollo Tomassi drama, I don’t doubt it; and, I can attest that the rest of what he’s saying is all true. Every young brother needs to read this twice, and get the message.
There is wisdom in the manosphere, but that wisdom is often mixed with useless information. The price of that wisdom is the effort of using your masculine brain to separate wheat from chaff. Sending some useless grifter your money is not a prerequisite.
There is something you brothers can do, that will pay for your membership in our virtual community. That is to get out into your concrete community and start raising hell. That’s more fun than sending me money, but it’s more difficult too. It requires you to think about how you can be most effective, and it requires you to get up off your ass and go out the door and spread the good news of the coming antifeminist renaissance. You won’t get any credit for this, and you may get cursed at if you’re observed by a fat Tumblr feminist, but such are the slings and arrows of our postmodern resistance.