I've been thinking about this for a long long time but I kept postponing this post. Yet a recent strings of events really push me to share it here.
With the redpill and the wisdom on this forum, we all know that the world is not out there to help you. Things like dark triad are promoted. We refrain from any and all forms of white-knighting, even the slightest such as helping a women picked up her dropped stuff (there was a thread about this just the other day) We see through the lies and false goodness of liberal leftists. We abhor betas and all displays of betaness. We know that kids too can be horrible.
What this does, as I observed, for me at least, is hardening our heart and soul which arguably help tremendously with game. Yet all too often a side effect is that it turns us into cold, indifferent people.
A very prevailing mentality I see here is the "I won't waste my time in anything that is not profitable to me", also supported by the fact that, most people actually repay your kindness with ingratitude, violence and betrayal.
Where does that leave room for kindness to random people then? Because, all too often I've had my day saved by some random stranger who simply helped me out of the blue. (I'm not talking about the "let's make the world a better place" kindness shitalk)
***My story***
I was in the metro tonight in Paris. There was a family with two children. The little girl is may be 7 years old. She looked very depressed and her father was holding her hand trying to consolate her. Then she started crying.
It's the metro in Paris. Nobody batted an eyelash at that. I was sitting right next to the girl. Normally I wouldn't care less about a brat crying either, but something tonight was different. The girl felt like she was really in pain. The whole family looked depressed.
So as she was sobbing I took out a paper tissue and handed it to her. The little girl's face lit up like a hearthfire and her whole family was gasping in surprise. I started talking to them. Turned out to be some English, and the girl was pickpocketed by some Parisian thugs. It really scared her.
The girl looked like a little angel, like that kind of niece/daughter you would like to one day have. Thin cute body with long braided hair and big eyes, clutching to her father like a pup. Not like the fat spoiled brat that Westerners tend to produce.
The family was really nice people, you know, the type you go to have Thanksgiving dinner with. Christians with the whole "we forgive these pickpocketers" stupid stuff, but just generally very nice people. They keep thanking me and telling me that I restored her faith in humanity, that for every bad person you meet there is a good person, that God sent me (I'm fucking atheist/Buddist) and that I'm a very special person etc.
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It really makes me think. I'm not trying to start a TED talk here, but it really does take the smallest act of kindness to make someone's day. Is it worth it? The family turned out to be a nice, God-loving, traditional father. But it could have been a leftist gang with a cuck father, a spoiled brat daughter and a gay son. If such was the case I would beat myself for being nice to the wrong people.
Yet I was nice to the right people. The question is, I could never know if I didn't do it. Yet I did it and I would probably still do it again. Maybe part of it was just the male protective instinct too.
What does that leave us? Should we still strive to do as much good as possible because it is the right thing to do, knowing full well that it might turn out to be meaningless or even stupid, in this hostile and sometimes fuck-up world?
That girl I helped today, she might turn out to be a carousel riding slut, or a traditional, redpill girl that we look for in LTRs, and by so helping her I helped preserved part of her innocence.
I've had some trouble with my visa lately and when dealing with administrators in France, you did run into some fat office meatloaf who made your recent cuntish flake look like an angel. Yet at the same time there were people who went out of their way to help me.
***A girl white-knighted me and saved my day****
I was way too late to submit my re-enrollment application (without which I have to leave France), and the office was closed. I was like, fuck, maybe if I go to the director and beg? But then a staff girl went out, she saw me with my application and asked if she could help. Not only did she accept my application, she made sure I filled out everything correctly and said she would process the file herself.
I'm telling you that thing like this just doesn't happen. It's like you are at the DMV and the staff process all your documents with a big smile in 5 seconds.
In this instance I was clearly white-knighted. Had our positions been exchanged, I usually would tell anybody late for enrollment that my hands are tied.
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So that's my little rant guys. I'm not advocating we go out and save the world fuck no. Hope you guys get what I'm talking about.
With the redpill and the wisdom on this forum, we all know that the world is not out there to help you. Things like dark triad are promoted. We refrain from any and all forms of white-knighting, even the slightest such as helping a women picked up her dropped stuff (there was a thread about this just the other day) We see through the lies and false goodness of liberal leftists. We abhor betas and all displays of betaness. We know that kids too can be horrible.
What this does, as I observed, for me at least, is hardening our heart and soul which arguably help tremendously with game. Yet all too often a side effect is that it turns us into cold, indifferent people.
A very prevailing mentality I see here is the "I won't waste my time in anything that is not profitable to me", also supported by the fact that, most people actually repay your kindness with ingratitude, violence and betrayal.
Where does that leave room for kindness to random people then? Because, all too often I've had my day saved by some random stranger who simply helped me out of the blue. (I'm not talking about the "let's make the world a better place" kindness shitalk)
***My story***
I was in the metro tonight in Paris. There was a family with two children. The little girl is may be 7 years old. She looked very depressed and her father was holding her hand trying to consolate her. Then she started crying.
It's the metro in Paris. Nobody batted an eyelash at that. I was sitting right next to the girl. Normally I wouldn't care less about a brat crying either, but something tonight was different. The girl felt like she was really in pain. The whole family looked depressed.
So as she was sobbing I took out a paper tissue and handed it to her. The little girl's face lit up like a hearthfire and her whole family was gasping in surprise. I started talking to them. Turned out to be some English, and the girl was pickpocketed by some Parisian thugs. It really scared her.
The girl looked like a little angel, like that kind of niece/daughter you would like to one day have. Thin cute body with long braided hair and big eyes, clutching to her father like a pup. Not like the fat spoiled brat that Westerners tend to produce.
The family was really nice people, you know, the type you go to have Thanksgiving dinner with. Christians with the whole "we forgive these pickpocketers" stupid stuff, but just generally very nice people. They keep thanking me and telling me that I restored her faith in humanity, that for every bad person you meet there is a good person, that God sent me (I'm fucking atheist/Buddist) and that I'm a very special person etc.
******
It really makes me think. I'm not trying to start a TED talk here, but it really does take the smallest act of kindness to make someone's day. Is it worth it? The family turned out to be a nice, God-loving, traditional father. But it could have been a leftist gang with a cuck father, a spoiled brat daughter and a gay son. If such was the case I would beat myself for being nice to the wrong people.
Yet I was nice to the right people. The question is, I could never know if I didn't do it. Yet I did it and I would probably still do it again. Maybe part of it was just the male protective instinct too.
What does that leave us? Should we still strive to do as much good as possible because it is the right thing to do, knowing full well that it might turn out to be meaningless or even stupid, in this hostile and sometimes fuck-up world?
That girl I helped today, she might turn out to be a carousel riding slut, or a traditional, redpill girl that we look for in LTRs, and by so helping her I helped preserved part of her innocence.
I've had some trouble with my visa lately and when dealing with administrators in France, you did run into some fat office meatloaf who made your recent cuntish flake look like an angel. Yet at the same time there were people who went out of their way to help me.
***A girl white-knighted me and saved my day****
I was way too late to submit my re-enrollment application (without which I have to leave France), and the office was closed. I was like, fuck, maybe if I go to the director and beg? But then a staff girl went out, she saw me with my application and asked if she could help. Not only did she accept my application, she made sure I filled out everything correctly and said she would process the file herself.
I'm telling you that thing like this just doesn't happen. It's like you are at the DMV and the staff process all your documents with a big smile in 5 seconds.
In this instance I was clearly white-knighted. Had our positions been exchanged, I usually would tell anybody late for enrollment that my hands are tied.
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So that's my little rant guys. I'm not advocating we go out and save the world fuck no. Hope you guys get what I'm talking about.
Ass or cash, nobody rides for free - WestIndiArchie