When you marry a woman, cohabit with her, or enter into an exclusive relationship and remain exclusive for an extended period of time, she becomes comfortable with you. Comfortable that you are invested in her. Comfortable that you’re not going to leave her. Comfort, time, and familiarity breed contempt.

After spending a mere 30 seconds on the internet, you can find a massive list of stories about men complaining that their wives and girlfriends are mean, ungrateful, judgmental, bitchy, crazy, and so on. It’s become something of a societal trope. Something we laugh at. Women who proudly wear T-shirts proclaiming that they’re a bitch. “I’m a great girl. I just get a little crazy sometimes! LOL!” If you can’t handle her at her worst, you don’t deserve her at her best, right? Real men ought to be able to handle a strong, independent woman who isn’t afraid to express herself, right?

Things didn’t start this way for these men. These women used to be great girls. Fun, pleasant to be around, sexually generous. Their eyes lit up when they saw their men. They smiled. They gave him that look. They would spontaneously touch him. They would do things for him. They cared what their men thought. They cared whether their men were happy. They did things to make their men happy and felt pride in doing so. But comfort, time, and familiarity breed contempt. These men let their women get too comfortable and too familiar. They invested too much time.

The common Red Pill response to a bitchy woman is to laugh. Agree and amplify her shit tests. Apply dread game and put the fear of loss back into her. Maybe even soft next her, demote her to plate, and put the actual realization of loss back into her, not just the fear of it. Or even hard next her if she’s being especially unruly.

After all, if you’re “alpha” enough and pass enough of her shit tests, she’ll magically behave herself, right? Well, maybe for a few days. Then you’re back at it again. But if you’re a good leader and teach her and train her well, she’ll become a good girlfriend, right? Nope.

Because women fucking know better. They don’t need to be “led”. They already fucking know better. Women know that men don’t like sexless bitches. You don’t have to tell them that. If you find yourself having to talk to a woman about her poor behavior – something she already damn well knows – then she’s already proven herself not to be wife or girlfriend material. She knows better but is choosing to be an ungrateful, mean, sexless bitch out of contempt for you. She thinks you’ll put up with it, because you’re a loser who can’t drop her for somebody better. Maybe you ought to prove her wrong.

But all women are mean, bitchy, crazy, and ungrateful some of the time. All women shit test. If you’re looking for a woman who doesn’t, you’re actually looking for a pet dog. A well-treated dog is always grateful and never mean.

So if you intend to interact with women, then you need to expect shit tests, bitchy behavior, meanness, craziness, and a complete and utter lack of gratitude for everything. You can’t just drop every girl who’s ever a bitch, or you’ll never get laid. But you need to have limits. Enforce boundaries. If you let a woman walk all over you and shit test you at will, you’re going to be a very unhappy, very sexless, very invested loser who lives with a nagging, cheating, bitchy shrew.

One way to gauge the status of your relationship is the stranger test. Watch how your wife or girlfriend treats strangers.

If your wife or girlfriend is a bitch to everybody, she’s crazy and unstable and you need to dump her right away, change your phone number, and move. Unless you have a good system for hiding bodies. Don’t waste your time with sociopaths and the mentally ill.

But if she’s not (which is most women), then the problem isn’t her, it’s you. Don’t focus on how she treats you. Watch how she treats others. Everyone. Grocery sackers, waiters at restaurants, her friends, her family, strange guys who hit on her. Everyone. That will help you put things in perspective.

When your wife or girlfriend is being a mean and ungrateful bitch and pissing on you, remember, she’s not a bitch. She’s just a bitch to you. She’s perfectly respectful and pleasant to her friends, to her co-workers, and even to strangers she meets on the street. She wouldn’t dream of being a bitch to others, because she knows that being a bitch will get her de-friended, fired, and blow any chance of a good impression on a stranger. But she’s a constant bitch to you because she thinks you’re a loser who can’t do anything about it. If you dropped her for another girl without making any changes to yourself, that other girl would be just as bitchy to you a few months in.

Does your wife or girlfriend do things to you, refuse to do things for you, and say terrible things to you that she would never, in a million years, say to a friend, to a co-worker, or to a complete stranger she met at Starbucks?

Then she respects you less than she respects a total stranger. She is treating you, the man she supposedly loves, worse than she treats bystanders at a coffee shop. You get her at her worst, while some random guy in line at the bank gets her best behavior. Her most pleasant, attractive, respectful self that she only showed to you back when you were dating and she thought she might lose you if she misbehaved.

Do you want that woman back? Do you want to be treated at least as well as she treats her office-mates and strangers she meets while running errands? You know, with basic human decency and respect instead of utter contempt, meanness, and a serious lack of gratitude?

Fuck that. Did you just think “yes” to yourself? Fuck that, and fuck you.

If you chose this woman to be your girlfriend or wife, she should be treating you better than her friends, co-workers, and random strangers she meets. Other people aren’t doing shit for her, you are, and you’re expecting the same respect that she gives to a stranger? You’re giving away your time and investment for free, as though you’re worthless? No wonder she pisses on you.

Do you know why she’s nice to that stranger, but a bitch to you? Because that stranger’s opinion of her is still in flux. That stranger can walk away right now.

Be more like a stranger to her. Do your own shit, live your own life, and let her wonder who you are, who you’ve become, and why, all of the sudden, she feels like she doesn’t know you any more. Make her audition and re-audition for the role of your wife/girlfriend every day. Make her feel as though your opinion of her is constantly in flux, like she could fail at any time. Like tomorrow, she could lose you. Like her status is hanging by a thread.

Because you are a not a stranger. You have power over her. Whether she likes sex, your money, your time, the status of being next to a cool, good-looking guy like you, or whatever else you bring to the table. She wants something. Be forever willing to take that something away. Even give it to someone else. You worked hard to earn your shit. Make her work twice as hard to earn it from you so you can turn a little profit on that shit of yours.

Today, let’s take an honest look at what’s happened in the world, and how that led to this whole Red Pill thing.

Before the female empowerment movement came along in its current form, women were dependent on men, pretty much by requirement. We talk a lot about the “good ol’ days” where women were sexually conservative, married young, stayed faithful to decent guys who were good providers, had children, and lived generally happy, old-timey lives. Many clueless men today still follow these old rules, thinking that if they work hard to become educated, high-earning, good providers who are nice, decent guys, this will attract women by demonstrating what great husband material they are. Too bad for those guys – the rules have changed.

Here’s an uncomfortable reality. Back in the “good ol’ days”, a lot of women weren’t happy. Women didn’t avoid promiscuity, marry at a young age to good-provider nice-guys, and stay in that situation for the rest of their lives because it was their greatest fantasy and their deepest want, due to their innate female natures. They did this because they didn’t have any other choice. Women were financially dependent upon men, and if they wanted to avoid social ostracization, starvation, and failure, they’d pair off with a good provider and stick with him.

Women did not become good wives because they wanted to, or because it’s where they gravitate toward due to feminine nature, or because it made them happy. They became good wives because society practically forced them to do so. Many women learned to be happy in that role, but absent social forces pushing women in that direction, it’s not where most women would have ended up.

Women are not sexually conservative, faithful, good wives, or attracted to decent, good-provider men by nature. If the constraints that force women in this direction are removed, women are pretty much the opposite of all of that, by nature.

It’s a woman’s true nature to be slutty, unfaithful, a shitty marriage prospect, and attracted to cads. Unless the consequences for that behavior outweigh the fun. Remove the consequences, and we see their true nature.

If a woman chooses to be a non-slut, faithful, cultivate good marriage traits, or date decent guys, this isn’t a biological drive. We like to call those good behaviors “feminine” traits, but they’re actually the opposite of female nature. They’re a conscious choice to go against a woman's nature for personal gain. A woman like that has done some logic, weighed the pros and cons, and decided that she stands to gain more from certain social behaviors than the fun she could have if she gave in to her nature.

In modern days, women vote, drive cars, hold jobs, and own property. Legally, they have all of the rights and capabilities granted to men. Sure, they’re a lot worse at some things, and a lot better at other things – they’re not actually equal to men in a biological sense, but they’re equal in a legal, societal sense.

In modern days, birth control is plentiful and pretty darn effective. And abortion is legal. So a truly unwanted child is a pretty rare thing. And in the event that a child is conceived and not aborted, the legal system will garnish the father’s paycheck and give a chunk of money to the mother to help with the childcare expenses. That’s not really a profit-center for mom unless the father happens to be wealthy, but it’s still free money.

So today, women who want to become self-sufficient can do so. Women can get a job and rent an apartment or buy a house and buy food and live, completely independent of a man. They don’t need a provider. If they fuck up or suck at life or end up a single mother who’s restricted employment-wise as a result, there’s even government assistance. And child support from the father if there are kids.

This means that when a woman is considering who she wants to date or marry, she doesn’t need to consider his provider traits. At least not as strongly as women did historically. It’s great if a guy is super-rich, but a normal dude with a normal middle-class salary isn’t that impressive. She already has that kind of job herself. So do her friends. That guy’s providership won’t improve her quality of life significantly.

Once we remove financial dependency from women, take a look at the kinds of guys women fuck: Hot guys and fun guys. Muscles and cocky behavior and social aptitude. That’s what women fuck. Not nice guys, not respectful guys, not deep intellectual conversation guys. All of those traits of husbands women married in the “good ol’ days” weren’t actually traits women liked. They were just using those men for money and social status. If the women didn’t need that money and social standing and could have done whatever they wanted, they’d have fucked good-looking, confident, socially apt guys.

The only reason the “good ol’ days” of good wives and sexually conservative behavior existed is because women were forced to behave themselves. They didn’t want to. Real “feminine nature” isn’t good behavior, it’s very bad behavior. I guess “bad” is something of a subjective moral term. A better description might be that feminine nature is very self-interested, pleasure-seeking, live-for-today behavior.

It’s 2016. Women have jobs now. They get health insurance and birth control through those jobs. Abortion is legal and entirely up to them in every way. They don’t need men any more, so it’s time to cast off any notion of the old rules: Stop trying to be someone she needs. She doesn’t care about your fucking engineering degree, your salary, and how much housework you’re willing to do to make her life more effortless, because you’re just so damn nice.

Stop being nice. Stop being a generous, good provider. Stop being well-behaved, respectful, reserved, and frankly, boring as fuck. Women aren’t impressed by money unless it’s obscene amounts of fuck-you, hog-wild money. And women definitely aren’t impressed by you doting on them and showing off how fucking kind and respectful you are.

Definitely keep working your ass off and making bank, but save that money. Spend it on shit you like. Maybe retire early. Don’t let the girls know you’re doing well financially. I won’t tell.

Start being someone she wants. Start being muscular, cocky, fun, and socially apt. Spend your spare time on you, at the gym, at the shooting range, at the basketball court, at a martial arts class, or whatever the fuck you like. Brew beer, grill steaks, rebuild car engines, or hell, do girly hobbies if you have them. But don’t waste a single second sacrificing something you like to do for a woman. That doesn’t impress her. It’s a turn-off.

It’s time to start honoring women’s real nature. Real women are slutty, shallow, fun-loving lunatics with shitty judgment. And they don’t want men to save them from that any more. They fought long and hard to remove men from that role and in most cases, replace men with the government. So pay your taxes and let the government do its job. And start giving women what they want, not what they need.

Grow some muscles, drop the nice act, and start fucking them like the sluts they’ve fought so hard to become. And quit reminiscing about the good old days. Women weren't any better then. We just chained them up and pretended they were.