Red Pill Christmas and Family

About a year ago, in honor of the holidays, I penned this article over at Return Of Kings. Quick recap:

By the time Grandma B had finished turning my cheeks a brighter shade of red than Rudolph’s nose, I had had enough of her bullshit.

I called her on it.

I looked her dead in the eye, and as silence from the other 15 people in the room enveloped around me very sternly said, “Do not touch me like that again.”  I stood up, grabbed my half-empty bottle of Blue Moon, and walked into the next room to shoot some pool.  Five minutes later, as I’m lining up a difficult shot, in walks my cousin Jayne, screaming:


Slowly rising from my shooting position, I look her in the eye, smirk, and pause for a long three seconds before saying, “Really, Jayne?”  The smirk sets her off into another rant of incoherent womanese between the tears streaming down her face.  I look at her again, scoff, and turn back to the pool table.  I have nothing more to say to someone who is going to act like a child.

It’s kind of ironic that I’m not seeing my cousin Jayne on Christmas this year – due to her side of the family circumstances. Maybe it will resume next year, assuming she can grow up a little bit. As I was remembering this post, it made me think. While I love my family, they certainly don’t agree with all of my Red Pill thought processes. Reliving the situation with Jayne, which was now two years ago, made me think – how far would I let my own, direct family go with bringing me down if they truly hated the way I lived my life?

Jayne and I have not had any more contact other than one meeting since that faithful day two years ago. I stuck through it last Christmas, but we’re reaching the point now where the family is still sheltering her for being an absolute psychopath. She has not apologized to me, and has made it clear she thinks I’m a terrible person for standing up for myself and my family. Yet, I am supposed to just “let it go” because she was in a “weird” place at that time.

That’s unacceptable. I’m a grown ass man now, and people who do not add value to my life are simply not welcome to it. That’s how I live these days. Friends who bring me down are eliminated. Girls, prior to Holly, who brought more headaches than good times were tossed out of the harem like moldy cheese. So why should a cousin, who has made things extremely difficult between our two families, be any different? Am I supposed to be “the bigger man” and apologize to her? To do so would go against everything I have lived for since starting this blog a year and a half ago. To me, family is no different. I love them, but if they truly brought me down, I would have no choice but to move them out of my life.

Christmas is a time when it’s easy to relapse on your mantras. Everyone goes home for the holidays, and I’m well aware I’m not the only Red Pill enlightened man out there will who have to endure criticisms of his life from well-meaning, but ignorant family members.

This post is a reminder to stay strong.

Merry Christmas, and thanks for reading my blog. I can’t wait to see where 2015 takes me.

  • DeMedici says:

    Merry @#$@%@# Christmas, my brother! I too have a similar story about walking away from negativity… albeit not holiday related. I used to hang out with a group of seedy, ne’er-do-well friends who were just coasting through life. One day I decided to go to grad school, and for some weird-ass reason decided that I needed a book I loaned to one of them back. She went ballistic – “I’m packing to move in with my blue-pill sucker who’ll support me and my two kids, you’re being a pest, I’m special and don’t have time for you!” (And yes, I did run her actual words through a Manosphere filter.) THAT little explosion caused me to take a step back and look – really look – at this group. Needless to say they were all found wanting (in individual ways that are much too detailed to go into here)… and so I walked away, preferring to be alone than to put up with bullshit. That right there is proof-positive that you have taken the first steps on the path to becoming your own man – you don’t put up with crap, and you don’t share yourself with those who don’t deserve your gifts.

    One point in which you did err was when you mentioned that “everyone goes home for the holidays.” Well, this is one red-piller who does not. I haven’t back to my childhood home for over sixteen years, haven’t seen my parents in over five, haven’t talked to my brother in six years, and haven’t talked to my sister since 1994. My folks are okay, I guess… I just have far more important things to do with my life than schlep almost 1000 miles to visit for a weekend. I have nothing in common with my brother, have nothing but red-pill contempt for my sister, and at the end of the day I simply say to myself. “Fuck it… I’m more important and value myself too much than to waste the treasure and time to fly somewhere to visit people I have little interest in seeing just to cadge a free meal or three out of the deal.” Today was marvelous… I screwed around on the computer all morning, went for a run, ruined my healthy fitness regime by eating all the foods I normally avoid like the plague (but which taste SO GOOD…), and spent the afternoon watching the Mythbusters marathon on the Science Channel and drooling over Kari Byron’s tits and ass. (I fully support the idea of more women in STEM, if they all looked like her!) And in five minutes is the Doctor Who Christmas Special, and since I’ve seen EVERY Who episode produced since 1976 (a very weird, kinda pathetic point of pride with me), so I’m gonna go get my geek on.

    So what’s the point? The point is simple… Be a man, do what you want, do what’s best for you, and fuck anyone who might try to take your power. On that point, Trouble, you nailed it perfectly.

    • Great story. Thanks for sharing. It is bothering me that I haven’t gotten shit done this week as far as work.

      • DeMedici says:

        Don’t be. As far as I’m concerned, if I actually get out of bed and take a shower in the week between Christmas and New Years, then it’s a win. You’ve worked hard all year, take some down time to recharge the batteries – and just hit the ground running on January 2nd!

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