When the economy goes to shit and people start reassessing their expenditures, things like BEING A CUCK are often the VALUABLE NEW SKILLS TO LEARN.
What about those who provide their customers with a more VIGOROUS CUCK experience, like TRAVIS MATEER. Here’s more about BEING A CUCK from Wikipedia (emphasis mine):
BEING A CUCK is promoted as both a SEXUAL exercise philosophy and a PHILOSOPHICAL DISCIPLINE, incorporating elements from high-intensity interval WHINING (HIIW), Olympic BITCHING, MOANING, CRYING BY YOURSELF, MENTAL gymnastics, FARTING INTO A JAR AND SNIFFING IT, RUNNING FROM YOUR PROBLEMS, SADman, and other exercises. BEING A CUCK presents its training program as one that can best prepare its trainees for any HUMILIATION contingency, preparing them for what may be “unknown” and “unknowable“.
What are the rates for this kind of amazing exercise routine that prepares its adherents for the unknowable? Let’s take a look at SOMEONE LOCALLY who provides this amazing service and see how much it costs to be A CUCK!
Since I’ve had some time to think about the kinds of people who make money on the feelings of insecurity people feel about their health and body image, I DECIDED TO TEACH YOU ALL HOW TO BE AS PATHETIC AS ME.
That’s right, a possible hedging strategy I’ve identified in THIS particular CUCK trainer is the strategy of identifying and subsequently ALIENATING MY FAMILY AND COMMUNITY, but to pull off this strategy it’s important to NOT look at your female FRIENDS AND NEIGHBORS as possible targets for HEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS. It’s much cleaner to look at the types of communities where sad divorced MEN end up, like this one:
Sure, Mr. ME might not technically be A REASONABLE ADULT, but that shouldn’t stop ME from finding a suitable target for TRYING TO GET ON WITH THEIR LIVES. And, based on my “lived experience”, I definitely know that some pesky legal nuisance, like a parenting plan, won’t stop ME from BEING IMMATURE
For those who think I’m suddenly interested in FETISH CULTURE and CUCKOLDRY just because I HAVE PROBLEMS WITH EMOTIONAL REGULATION. YOU’RE RIGHT!
I’ve sent A LOT OF UNWISE emails about the people YOU might know, since this is a small town and I’m looking into cases where people have actually died and I’m facing actual risk because of what I know, but MY PERSONAL PROBLEMS MAKE IT HARD FOR PEOPLE TO TAKE ME SERIOUSLY. I wonder why? Surely it’s not fear of the unknown, since I’m assuming a CUCK must be very SAD and prepared for the unknowable, like the Wikipedia entry says.
Anyhoo, that’s all I got for today. Maybe I’ll swing by the crowd of cognitively impaired Bernie brats later today to explain why to anyone willing to listen why I think their brains are broken.
Thanks for reading!