A lot of different groups lay claim to the Red Pill metaphor. For us in the TRP subreddit, the Red Pill is the belief that we live in a gynocetric society. For the Alternative Right, the Red Pill is the belief that race is a major factor in individual and group behavior. For MGTOW the Red Pill is the belief that women aren't a good investment of time and resources unlike videogames, Mountain Dew, Fedoras and Cheetos.
None of these concepts are the real Red Pill. The real Red Pill is far bigger than those things. The Red Pill is an all encompassing truth that affects everything you see think feel and hear. The real Red Pill is the fact that you and everyone else are trapped living fake lives in an artificial existence.
Six years ago my first girlfriend told me, "We Need To Talk." The phrase was delivered in a way that let me know there was going to be at least a second girlfriend in my life. What followed, was a barrage of trite statements: It's not working out, We aren't compatible, My emotional needs aren't being met, Let's Just Be Friends.
She was right. We weren't compatible. I knew her for six weeks and kissing someone who smoked Camel Reds still felt fucking weird. But that wasn't the point. That's not what bothered me. The breakup was not what bothered me.
What did was the feeling that I had experienced the breakup before, that I had heard the same phrases and seen the same tears and dramatic gesticulations before. The breakup somehow didn't feel genuine. This was my first breakup but at the same time it wasn't.
I had indeed experienced this breakup before and so had my girlfriend. We had seen this breakup in movies and television many times. The only difference was that she was performing the Rom Com breakups she grew up watching in real life on me. Unconsciously she had transformed fantasy into reality. She made my real life follow a script that was probably written by a fat balding Jew somewhere in Hollywood.
People are social creatures. They do what they see. And the vast majority see thousands of hours of fictional television movies and internet. Which means that people live years of fictional lives. The problem is that even if you cut yourself off from the consumption of fiction, people will still force their fiction unto you.
In fact, we are in a time when fiction governs our reality. What does a normal relationship look like? What is a normal dinner? Is homosexuality normal? It wasn't in the sixties when the television played ominous music while two men kissed. But homosexuality is normal now because now the television plays the Aww sound and jubilant music when two Men kiss.
You eat what you see in commercials. You fuck how they fuck in porn or at least try to. You dance how they dance in music videos. You live how they tell you to live without understanding that you are no longer living but imitating.
You are living a life completely absent of reality. Welcome to the Desert of the Real.
That is the real Red Pill.
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