This was adapted from a comment made by Idris
While putting up with all the bullshit in the Corps I’ve been simultaneously learning about MGTOW (Men Go Their Own Way) and RedPill (choosing to learn the painful truth, as opposed to BluePill, which is embracing that the matrix is real). In the course of it I’d also learned about this outrageous culture of people choosing to like subordinate lives, and found message boards about how joining the military will “take the wimp out of a man,” and make him strong and proud.
I had to laugh at that, because it’s complete bullshit. It’s propaganda that the military wants to push on society so they think that all the welfare families on base, and the barracks full of idiots are stocked full with great men who will some day lead our nation.
Maybe it was true for a time – up until the Korean War – but shit rolled downhill fast, especially in the USMC. We don’t have strong honorable men leading anything. We have hyper-masculine jag-offs screaming for floors to be buffed and shit to be shined. They are literally polishing turds, almost like the great sculptors of the past didn’t say, “chisel away everything that’s not DAVID or THE THINKER,” but instead said, “see that guy who’s a real piece of shit? Go sign him up for your cause. The one who’s the biggest turd; put him in charge.”
I’ve trained hard in the Corps. That’s not the problem. The problem is that it goes too far in a direction that there is nothing to be gained, like polishing and polishing and polishing that turd. At some point the damn thing needs to just be bagged up and thrown out!
What intrigued me about the whole MGTOW and RedRill concept was that it would talk about men in relationships where they were treated like shit, and then just accepted it. I read about women withholding sex from their men, then going and fucking other men, and thought, ‘that’s what the Corps is like.’ The Corps is seductive when you don’t have it, then it’s fucking you over while seemingly rewarding everyone else. Young, hardworking marines are like cuckolds in D/s relationships. While she’s getting railed in the bathroom at a club, we’re holding her purse. While she flirts with some slack-ass loser in designer jeans that are pre-scuffed, we’re at working overtime to buy the new blinds we’re going to install where we actually end up with a tear in our jeans – our favorite fucking pair!
Do we confront her? Do we say, ‘hey, this is a raw deal?’ Maybe once. And then the group of other cuckolds scalds us. There’s a reason it’s called “the Lance Corporal underground.” It’s because it’s like a pit of despair. It’s like a bucket full of lobsters. One tries to get out, and the others pull him back in. When they yank that stupid bastard down, they turn to one another and say, “don’t let the green grass fool you!” And some of us do get out, but it’s either because they are those unicorn marines who really do rate, or, more likely, because they got plucked out by someone above the the Lance Corporal underground.
The USMC is a cuckolding organization with little boys full of beta tendencies. They think they’re alpha males because they yell and scream and have tattoos, but the whole time they rock that tough macho tantrum, they cowtow and bow down to their girl (the Corps) who is always disrespecting him. The whole group is nothing but followers. They follow orders, which is good, but they follow in every other way, too, right down to the littlest things, and then they sign up for more so that they can have the slight bit of security [the hell they know, versus the hell they don’t] instead of taking control of their own lives.
You know you’re a fucking beta male in the USMC because you go along with mass punishment. Some SNCO rapes a girl in Okinawa, and everyone below that rank pays for it. Just like a beta male. You know you’re a beta male in the USMC because even in your free time you have to address someone by their “superior rank.” You’re at the grocery store off base and see someone. “Good afternoon, Corporal.” “Yes, Corporal.” Like you’re never off duty, because you’re not. Beta males don’t get to rest. They must always do the bidding of their superiors.
It starts on day one in boot camp. Recruits are conditioned to obey, not think. Then when there’s a hazing incident, the comments at the end of the article about it all say that the kid was a pussy because he couldn’t handle by other betas who brag about the beatings they took. They took the beatings, and shut down the legitimacy of the complaints. They took the beatings because they are beta males. They are marines.
This is just like the guy who stands by sexless and pathetic while his wife gets her itch scratched 7 other ways from Sunday, and then someone says, ‘he should have been taking care of his wife, or I wouldn’t have to do it for him.’ He says this never thinking for a second that he could have actually really helped the young man by addressing legitimate concerns that men face while married/in the Corps. That fake-alpha type never actually mans up and teaches the young man/marine how to buck up and take control. Why? Because he’s a product of a system designed to keep the young marines down. He’s a frontline troop working to keep everyone beneath him submissive, and also keeping an eye out for others like himself who have no problem with fucking someone else over by fucking “his wife,” which is symbolic of his career and sense of worth.
It’s part of the decline of society and the Corps, and they know they are riding a hand basket to hell, and working to take us all down with them. And us? We just take it. Because we’re the ultimate beta males: US Marines.