They Never Learn
Deltas never listen to advice about women
SHOT: She informed him she is filing for divorce and he can have the kids and she won’t come after him for anything.
CHASER TWO MONTHS LATER: Delta got a lawyer. Delta went through a horrible rebuilding. Wife found out the other guy lived with his handicapped mom. Tried to move in with her sister. Sister denied her. She asked to come back to the Delta
She gave a sob story which I believe is a total lie that the guy sexually assaulted her…when that was the whole reason we all know she went down there. Desperate Delta turns white knight. Takes her back. Reverts back to the old patterns.
Totally pathetic and totally delta. She clearly doesn’t respect him. He constantly needs her attention for reassurance. Just when he was finally acting like a man before she came back. Getting himself together, working out, getting his finances together. Ending the video games. Getting the kids on a decent schedule.
I am not sure if it is true for most deltas but in this case it appears the delta places far more importance on his relationship with his pedestaled whale of a wife than he does the well-being of his own children. It is frustrating and sad to see, and reminds me giving relationship advice to deltas is a total waste of time.
They never learn.
There is very, very little higher-status men can do for Deltas when it comes to their relations with the fair sex. Every Alpha very well knows what it’s like to have a Delta, whether in his hierarchy or out of it, explaining to him that the Delta knows and understands women much better than a man who has vastly more, and more successful, experience with women.
For some reason, Deltas always assume that their general competence with things somehow translates into competence with women, despite centuries of evidence to the contrary.
“She’s a 10 to me and you just don’t understand her,” are the famous last words of many a Delta in a relationship that is observably heading for the rocks. The truth is that she’s not a 10, she’s lying to the Delta, and he’s literally the last individual on Earth capable of recognizing her behavior for what it is.
For the benefit of good, decent, well-meaning men everywhere, here is a brief dictionary to translate from femmesprache to Delta:
I was sexually assaulted = I had sex with him.
I was date-raped = I had sex with him.
I was raped = I had sex with him.
He’s… a friend = I had sex with him.
He’s a stalker = He’s mad because I stopped having sex with him
I love you, but I’m not in love with you = I want to have sex with him
Now, this is a bit of a simplification, but we’re trying to hit the Deltas over the head with the hammer of distaff reality here, hence the heavy rhetorical approach.
This is certainly not to say that all women who say they were raped or otherwise attacked by men are lying. If they’re telling a police officer or a judge, and not a potential romantic interest, there is at least a six percent chance that they were actually the victim of a crime, as 5.7 percent of all reported rapes and attempted rapes are convincing enough to result in an arrest, while 0.7 percent result in a conviction.
However, it is a proven scientific fact that zero percent of all rapes and sexual assaults by former husbands, boyfriends, and supposed stalkers reported to Delta Males by a tearful woman in whom the Delta Male is very, very interested ever happened. In fact, of all the things that never happened, these crimes never happened the most.
One thing high-status men know that low-status men don’t is that women lie about sex. They relentlessly lie about it as well as about everything that might perhaps be tangentially relevant to it or interpreted as possibly leading up to it. The usual response of a high-status man to a woman’s tearful and heart-rending Wounded Bird story is to laugh at it, which is not-infrequently followed by the woman’s shameless admission that she was just trying to get a reaction out of him.
The Delta, of course, is enraged and vowing to defend and protect the poor victimized Wounded Bird with his life, which is exactly the response the Wounded Bird is hoping to provoke.
Sidenote: if you happen to know a woman who has genuinely been violently raped by a stranger, then you will immediately recognize the difference between a real victim of a crime and a Wounded Bird looking for a White Knight response. For one thing, real victims don’t tend to suddenly reveal their sad and terrible histories out of nowhere when they’re in the middle of trying to extricate themselves from a sticky situation.
Anyhow, there isn’t much point in writing this, since the Deltas, Gammas, and Omegas are going to ignore it anyhow. They are putty in the hands of the fair sex, and they always will be. If you’re a good friend, you won’t try to save them, you’ll just be sure to be around to pick up the pieces after the Wounded Bird detonates the Delta’s well-meaning heart.
Calling the bluff would be very interesting, if not downright amusing.
"He raped you?!? We're going to the police now! ...no, there's no time for worrying about our relationship! You need to talk with the prosecutor, spend a few months assisting the investigation, assist the prosecution in what could be years of trials, and...no, we'll worry about getting back together once Justice has been served!"
My brother married and divorced the same woman twice. Even though she is a very ugly person inside and out he still lets her parasite off of him in various ways. They have two grown daughters. The oldest is out of college and working in her chosen career field. All of them still take from him and he seems perfectly content with the situation. My brother has always been a Delta. My wife and I have discussed this ad nauseum. She says that my brother and I are night and day different and that I'm the only one in the family with any balls.
Now, I want to tell you a story almost nobody knows. About 25 years ago I was married to my first wife and this is the union that created both of my children. When my son was approximately 18 months old my soon-to-be ex-wife decided that she was missing out on life and attempted to monkey-branch. To put things in plain language she wanted to party instead of being a parent. She basically left with another guy (who was a complete loser), moved out of state taking the youngest child with her. The oldest who was 8 at the time refused to leave. Over a period of about 2 months I secured the youngest back to my custody. In the meantime, I also initiated divorce proceedings. My divorce attorney basically told me to bend over the barrel and take it like a man because I really had no alternative. I told him that they'd have to kill me because the thought of this woman raising my children was a non-starter. I fought like the devil and my attorney told me I was the craziest person he'd ever met. In the end, she never showed up for any of the divorce proceedings and the judge recognized the correct course of action. I made damn sure that to protect those children from her and she never saw them again. She also never showed any real interest in seeing them. I raised those kids alone for several years after that (with the help of family, of course). It was a tough go for a while because after 4 years of active duty military I was just finishing college, but I never regretted any of it. They are now fully functioning adults with excellent careers. She's attempted contact with both of them after they turned 18 but, neither of them want anything to do with her. She never apologized to them and has attempted to play the victim multiple times. They recognize her for what she is.
Now, it's like she never existed and I never felt sorry for her for one second.
To make it even better, I am now a grandfather and my beautiful 2 month old granddaughter was just in my lap a few minutes ago. Talk about icing on the cake.