Far more action akin to a Jason Bourne movie than the title would suggest, Free Speech Isn’t Free by Roosh V is one of the most compelling books of the year in regards to our rights as men.
And it’s far, far different than most of his work, but that’s not a bad thing at all.
It’s a riveting story, all based around the simple fact that Roosh wanted to give a speech to fifty or so men in six cities around the world.
A male space where like-minded men could share ideas and improve themselves–it seems pretty simple and reasonable on paper, doesn’t it?
However, that wasn’t the case in the eyes of Social Justice Warriors, feminists, the Global Elite, and all of the other people you can lump together in a sad pile who have made life so difficult for men. In reality, Free Speech Isn’t Free almost read to me like a list of reasons why leaving America was the right choice.
WHY, WHY, WHY?!
I still struggle with this, as you can see evidenced in posts like The Expat and Why:
Except for one thing. I keep asking myself WHY.
Why am I here?
Why did I make the choices I have?
God damn it, why couldn’t I just have stayed a little bit naive to the world, and I would have been ignorantly miserable.
Part of me thinks it would have been a lot easier.
So here I am, writing this from my apartment while looking out at the communist-style apartments that line my kitchen window.
Wondering why everything worked out the way it has. Why couldn’t I have found girls like these in America? Why can’t I have the best of both worlds – the modern amenities and ease of living in America, as well as the healthy masculine/feminine culture that’s present here. Why did I have to leave my friends and family behind to find some balance of sanity in the nuclear family culture?
Why am I here?
And what goes hand-in-hand with all of my questions, of course–why has America gone so far downhill?
Why, in my home state of California, are there now more Latinos than white people?
Why are men crucified for the smallest things while women are given a hall pass to do just about anything?
Why is it so tough for men?
And for quite a long time, I’ve pushed these kind of questions out of my head, simply because I looked and didn’t find the answers. I also found it better to focus my efforts on improving myself and making the best of a bad situation–and I still would encourage men to do the same.
However, Free Speech Isn’t Free did a great job of shedding some light on the situation.
A white man named Jeff came up to me in the bar and unloaded a speech that connected some hanging dots I had about understanding why the elite at the top are hellbent on promoting ideologies that are actively destroying the social fabric of society. I knew instantly that Jeff’s explanation was the missing piece I was looking for.
“It’s no accident that every policy pushed by the elite has the effect of limiting reproduction,” he said. “That’s the design.”
While I don’t want to go too tin-foil hat and give away the entire idea, it made a lot of sense to me. I agree with parts, and disagree with others.
As Free Speech Isn’t Free moves forward, you see how Jeff’s theories make sense. The amount of hatred that Roosh endured simply to give a lecture to fifty men was simply insanity.
Hardly enough to make a difference in the grand scheme of things. But as the little 90 minute speech to help men put so many pathetic people up in arms about the situation, one can’t help but think that there were people at the top of the chain, behind the scenes.
And I bet they were all snickering behind their $200 shots of Johnnie Walker Blue Label. Snickering at the sad puppets in the form of feminists and SJWs doing their dirty work.
Roosh did a fantastic job of standing up to his beliefs and life work, winning a battle that, on paper–he shouldn’t have won.
Those people are laughing to the bank while the fight continues on the ground.
But if we all fight as hard as Roosh–maybe, just maybe–it’s a fight that can be won.
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