Love with All Your Heart

So earlier tonight me and the Whiskey watched Nostalgia Chick’s latest review, a Pyrrhic attempt to tear down The Little Mermaid.  I highly recommend that you give it a watch – if not for the entertainment value, then at least for the tragically comedic struggle of an intellectual feminist who’s All Woman inside.  She just can’t stand Ariel falling for such a dull Prince Charming – and yet she empathizes.

Then I watched the latest ManWomanMyth video, where they discuss intimacy, and tear at the idiotic idea of ‘love at first site’ (an idea which denigrates the slow build up by which real-world Love is characterized).

After that I got to reading an old post by Sophiastry on In Mala Fide about a sexually damaged feminist, with a bizarre take on relationships – apparently she got Viciously Abused by a man when he would not perform cunnilingus.

One particular quote (of Sophia’s) stood out to me:

I always thought the premise of a truly loving relationship for a woman was altruistically loving your partner more than you love yourself. In fact, in my current and past experiences of love, I treated them as a part of my subjectivity, whilst still loving them more than I ever loved myself.

So as usually happens when I’m sitting here in the dark, a theme developed – and all of it got me thinking about the idea of unconditional Love – what it means, what sense you can make it, here in the proto-post-feminist world of the manosphere — but first let’s start with with Love at First Sight.

There’s a brilliant quote from the ManWomanMyth video, where one of the interviewees says what a wise old man told him:

[Paraphrased] If you can give all of yourself to a woman – if you can rely upon them to be your best friend, confidant, lover, wife, hobbyist, compatriot, to be everything to you – then you’re a pretty shallow person.

Fuckin’ A.  Love is not something to trifle with.  It does not happen at first site – it’s developed over years.  And a wife or husband does not replace everyone and everything else in your life – they may enhance it, but they don’t replace it.

The first step to being resistant to torture is to Know Thyself – your identity is something precious, not to be given away at a whim, whether it be to someone who makes your Southern Bits Tingle, or to a Gaoler who advocates a narrative where he isn’t a monster (this would be considered a delusion were Psychology a Science).

To quote R.A. Heinlein:

No, not the rack, not fission bombs, not anything–you can’t conquer a free man; the most you can do is kill him.

But what of Unconditional Love?  This is where we begin to see the genders diverge.

Without exploring too deep into the EvoPsych of it all, for a woman Unconditional Love is quite natural – and potentially quite idiotic.  How many more baby mamas do we need to see before this becomes self evident?

But it has a noble root – there is no greater love than that of a Mother.  Turning again to the expert, Heinlein says:

This is the level at which six pounds of mother cat can be so fierce that she’ll drive off a police dog.

But what of Mice and Men?

The difference between a Man and a boy is that the Man lives by principle.  One of the frequent refrains you hear within the Manosphere is an argument against White Knighting, suggesting that Heroism is indentured servitude, manipulation by female privlige…

Bullshit.

This is a White Knight.  This is Hero.

The White Knight is no man – he operates out of lust, out of glut, weighing each situation by his only moral barometer – will it get his dick wet?  A man of this callow nature might feel Oneitis, but he will never feel love.

A man of principle – a Real Man – judges all by his set of principles.  He already has that innate love of women (all of us XYs do), but he tempers it with his devotion to a woman who has earned it.  He gives his greatest fidelity to his wife, because it is as his principles dictate.

Unconditional Love is innate to the healthy relationship – though men and women arrive at it by different paths – the shocking thing, really, is that we need to explain any of this.  In the days before Brother Grimm got banned, we learned it all with our Mother’s Milk.  But these days, Jezebel mutants have restructured the dialogue – you gotta fill up a whole chalk board just to write down 2+2=4.  And so describing a sensible approach to love is something that takes up close to 800 words.

Don’t give your hearts away lightly, folks – those who’re bidding cheap are them’s who don’t deserve it.

But when you do love, know how to Keep the Faith.