When I was a younger man, AfOR mentored me in the way of wimminz. Whether the man behind the AfOR name died, or whether the character he was playing was retired by his handler, he is now riding Harleys with Lemmy in Valhalla, and I owe him much. I pay my debts.
When the penny dropped, and I realized that AfOR may not be returning, the first thing I did (within moments of notice) was to download the entire contents of wimminz with an app called sitesucker (available for OS X on the app store). I expect that site might disappear in the future, and it’ll immediately reappear if someone tries to snuff it on my watch.
After that was done, I contemplated a memorial. I did write a quick notice below, and figured that was enough said. In hindsight, I think my decision was sound. He was happiest as a nameless dispenser of MGTOW realtalk, and he always made it clear that he neither wanted acclaim, money, or fame — the ‘A’ in his moniker means ‘Anonymous’ for a reason…
Down below, d. beguiled felt the need to post a detailed eulogy. He did it better than I could have, and it’s worth the front page.
Press play to pay respects, and read on…
Thank you Boxer for taking some time to honor the Vantablack pill geezer himself. I have seen you in his comments, and in the MGTOW forum AfOR (anonymous for obvious reasons) set up for a while there to shame those who demanded cash to run men’s hangouts, so I know you are one of the old salts in the men’s internet game.
Man oh man I owe so much to that dude, coming across his comments on the Spearhead taking down females and manginas, and just the righteous fire of the formerly falsely accused of rape and abuse, man he had a way of cutting through all the bullshit and laying it out.
I discovered him coming off my own harsh breakup that I didn’t understand, and to hear another man just lay it out in the starkest, bleakest possible terms was bracing. I am finding myself somewhat in mourning over the loss of this dude I never met, this dude who I interacted with civilly at times, and at other times knowing he thought I just didn’t get it.
If I had my way there would be tributes from men’s sites like mad, pouring in, even from his enemies whose arguments he sharpened, but no, only Boxer giving credit where it is due.
So much I wish I knew about the dude. Did he ever get to meet his grown boys? Will they somehow have access to his blog when the time comes?
Anyway, thanks Boxer for being to one to do it. I admit the sheer blackness of his pill made me wax and wane as a reader over the years, but you could always go back and hear a witty curt rant on the wimminz, or read some abstract convoluted metaphor only an engineer could get or love. He just seemed like one of the dudes who would outlive us all.
I feel, as many others do, as if he was a sort of a mentor, and in going back from the beginning and reading over his blog, I am also noticing all the expressions and style points I picked up from him, the turns of phrase like rubber hitting road and skin in the game and core competence.
He was talking about things in 2010 that people are thinking they are discovering now, and some of his conceits, like rejiggering the monetary system in terms of energy used are unsung and mostly unremembered brilliance.
I see his influence in your writing too, so, thank god for righteous role models. Hope any of the other cunts I got used to seeing in his comments section take the time to pay some sort of tribute to the guy whose last act, checking himself out of a hospital whose general sanitary condition mirrored how he always said fat chicks’ breath smelled, was, sad as it was, so perfect a representation.
So his girl is interacting a bit in the comments over there. I hope he made arrangements about all his writing, all his computers, but who knows? Fuck it, you figure it out might have been his plan as well.
Part of me is still hoping this is a hoax.