Daddy Government and the Corporate Boyfriend

Daddy Government and the Corporate Boyfriend are two concepts which really sum up the status quo of our society.  They’re the two main forces, working in tandem, which ensnare the modern woman, turning her into a useful battery for the powers that be, without regard for the woman herself or the future of our civilization.  They’re products of Marketing run amok, that demon-child birthed by Edward Bernays at the beginning of the 20th Century, when he employed the theories of his uncle Freud to shatter humanity into atomized spheres of narcissistic reflection, under the stony, silent gaze of the Puritan God Leviathan.  They are the source the empowerment granted to women which the Feminists celebrate… but like all arbitrary privileges empowerment can – and regularly is – taken away without warning.

It is a gilded cage fuelled by a woman’s life-blood, draining her until she is a withered spinster, at which points it ejects her onto the rubbish-heap of history, alone, forgotten, and used up for all she was worth.

Who said the Red Pill was just for men?  Women need to get out of the Matrix just as badly.

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Daddy Government refers to all those functions of the state which attempt to ‘free’ women from their biology, and the consequences of their actions.  It includes the subsidization of women’s failures, as well as the unfair advantages of Affirmative Action, lifting them up so they can be as X as men (insert whatever fashionable value you want in place of ‘X’).  In exchange, all you must do is grant government your unwavering support.  Daddy Government will always go to bat for his daughters, he’ll imprison that mean ex-husband who can’t afford $10,000 a month in spousal support, he’ll send you a monthly check for all of your fatherless children, he’ll give you all the birth control and abortions you need, and he’ll even make sure that the teachers and basketball coaches prop you up so that you get the same results as the boys.  Vote for him and you’ll always be kept safe.

What Daddy Government can’t offer you is wisdom.

Daddy Government will subsidize your babies, but he won’t tell you which men to avoid.  He’ll lock up anybody you accuse of raping you, but he won’t tell you how to avoid rape in the first place.  He’ll help you get that scholarship, but he won’t warn you about the trade-offs required for a full-time career.  He’ll indulge his baby-girl… but he won’t help her grow into an adult woman.

The Corporate Boyfriend responds to this rash of teenage girls by giving them exactly what they want; something sexy and exciting, but no more dangerous than an amusement park ride.  He’ll take you on dates to fancy restaurants under the pretext of team building, he’ll turn every day into a gala as the people around you dress up in their Sunday Best, he’ll introduce you to a community of friends who’ll always be there for you, and give you an  office home which you can decorate with your sisters.  He’ll give you all of your girlish dreams… so long as he gets what he’s after.

Your time.

The Corporate Boyfriend might make protestations of love and promises of commitment, but ultimately you are nothing but an object to him, an employee to be exploited.  He’ll distract you with his apparent good manners and the wealth he displays, but his love for you is only temporary.  Once you’ve served your function he has no more use for you.  You’ll be asked to pack your things in a box and security will escort you out, the friends and family that you shared so many good times with will move on as you become an unperson, you’ll return home to the finely-decorate condo he gave you and sit… old and alone.

He got what he needed from you, and now that you have no more to give he’s moving on.  All those grand projects you worked on with him?  They’re his now; nothing but dusty memories for you.  Your home is full of his products, and none of your own projects.  It slowly starts to dawn on you that, despite his words, you were never special in his eyes; and looking about, you realize that you’ve become no different than the consumer products which surround you.

Nothing special at all.

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Marketing is not an intelligent force.  Marketing is not a lifeform.  Marketing is just a virus, a highly-adapted memeplex which infects and overwhelms its host, ultimately killing them.  It has no goals or directions, no agenda or long-term plan, no sense of self-preservation.  Religions and ideologies will work to protect themselves, to propagate themselves and succeed against their competitors, but Marketing is far simpler than that.  So what if it kills itself by killing its host?  There was nothing there to begin with.

Mortgaging the future to pay for the present is the dominant paradigm of our age.  Credit bubbles, burning of capital, erosion of consumer trust – none of these make sense in the long-, or even medium-term, but they’re business as usual.  Manipulating people to serve civilization – rather than manipulating civilization to serve the people – is equally insane, it ultimately destroys the civilization we’ve been propagandized into serving, but that’s just the way things are now.  Feminism, Affirmative Action, Gender Equality in the Workplace, Daddy Government, and the Corporate Boyfriend – none of these things ultimately help the women they purport to serve.  The suck them in, chew them up, and spit them out when the flavour’s bled away, leaving women dazed, angry, and confused – so confused that they go straight back to their abuser to ask for more, blaming it on the Marxist Conspiracy Theory known as ‘Patriarchy’.

If the Matrix had any sort of long-term survival plan no Red Pill would be needed; if even 6 out of 10 people were better off over the long term, we could leave things as they are.  But at present nobody is better off; not the proles who buy into the system, nor the elites pulling the strings, whose golden parachutes are guaranteeing another Bastille Day.

I wish there was an Illuminati; then, at least, there’d be a plan.  The only conspiracy that makes a lick of sense, given this insanity, is that of the Christians: that Satan is the true Prince of this world.

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So what’s a woman to do?  Given everything she wants, but none of what she needs?  How can she overcome her manipulated instincts and become the woman she was meant to be?

It’s fairly simple, really: they want you to be as good as a man?  Then start acting like a man!

Not the false-image of masculinity presented by feminists; that of aggression, bravado, and rudeness.  I trust we can pass over an explanation of what utter nonsense this is – the last thing you want to become is one of those ‘Lean In’ Harridans the media is touting, that’s what they want you to be.  Instead, start thinking like a man, while acting like a lady.

I think this can be broken down into two major points.

1. Men know that they’re getting screwed over.

Understand that we men are lazy, but that we know we have to work. When we can, we prefer to sit and bullshit with our friends, or drink a beer quietly, or read, or watch television without engaging the world.  That’s because we know that as soon as we engage the world we’ll need to start working.

A job, then, is the exact opposite of what we want to do.  We’d rather be standing by the loading dock and smoking cigarettes, but if we’re going to work, then we’re going to work hard, keeping conversation to a minimum so that we can get it over with – and most importantly we expect to get paid.

It’s different for you ladies; for you, work is often a social function, it’s less onerous and less intense – and if it’s done amongst friends, you barely notice that you’re working at all.

For example, in The Screwtape Letters C.S. Lewis pointed out that women tend to show affection by a myriad of small gestures, where men will perform one grand gesture.  Women show love by making a man a sandwich and picking up his socks; men will show love by getting bloody knuckles fixing the car, the faucet, and building a patio in the backyard; we have different work habits!

To survive in the corporation, you must embrace the fact that you’re getting screwed over.  Every minute spent at the office is a minute wasted, when you should be lounging in front of the TV, or screwing around with an off-road vehicle.  Make it count!  The corporation is getting something out of the deal – you should too!

2. Invest in Assets, not Consumables

Along with men’s propensity to think big, is our propensity to focus on assets rather than accoutrements.  Your typical bachelor pad will be functional, cheap, and ugly; your typical bachelorette will spend her first pay cheque on matching rugs and drapes.  In a traditional marriage this works out swimmingly, as the husband ensures the basic infrastructure while the wife keeps the pantry stocked and makes the place liveable, if not downright beautiful.

But for the single woman with a pay cheque this can spell disaster.

Her urge to beautify her environment will lead her to waste each pay cheque on consumables, rather than saving or investing into items that pay off over the long-term.  Just look around the parking lot at any office building, and note what sort of vehicles people drive.  The well-paid male Engineers are largely driving vehicles that are 10-20 years old, and wholly owned.  The poorly-paid girls in the Human Resources department are all driving brand-new leased vehicles.

That is what they want you to do.

Don’t play by their rules; think like a man, and start investing in the sorts of things that will pay off in the long-run.  Don’t buy custom drapes for an apartment you’ll be moving out of in two years’ time – buy a good quality dishwasher instead.  Don’t try and compete with other women over who can buy the most expensive shoes – buy yours at the discount store, and put that money into silver coins.

I’m sure there’s more, and I’d love to hear some suggestions from you ladies.  Just close your eyes and pretend you’re a man; that nobody’s going to come to your rescue, that you’re only working so that you can buy a beer after work and sip it slowly, and that you have a future you need to build for your family.  Then bring that logic into the workplace.

People treat you how you let them treat you.  Don’t let these Corporate, Government string-pullers pimp you out.