The quality of this video isn’t great, but it reflects the life of an extraordinary man.
Last winter, I had an IT contract in London which required me to get a daily train into town at 5.30am. The coaches were filled with men in high-vis jackets reading the Sun or the Mail and drinking hot coffee from Thermos flasks. There were very few women on those early morning trains.
Many of the men got off at Gatwick Airport, to prepare the terminals for the day’s flights.
These are the invisible men without whom the modern world would crumble.
These men are celebrated in the Book of Ecclesiasticus (Chapter 38):
They are not remarkable for their culture or judgement, nor are they found frequenting the philosophers. They sustain the structure of the world, and their prayer is concerned with their trade.
Please take some time to go to the link above and reflect on the words of the passage.
They sustain the structure of the world, and their prayer is concerned with their trade.
It is remarkable that the people on that early morning train through Gatwick were mostly men. It is significant that among the least philosophical, least intellectually active men, there is an instinct to develop the skills for this work. Few women seem to possess that instinct. This is raw, essential Masculinity.
Feminism does not have much effect among such men: their wives appreciate the hard work they do, and are not too proud to fill their men’s sandwich boxes and Thermos flasks with good nourishment.
These are the men who voted for Brexit and Trump, against the wishes of the elite classes who see them as irrelevant, while making use of the airports that these men wake up so early to prepare.
Rob Scovell fights feminism and gender ideology by writing truth bombs. He fights for the right to say that Male and Female are Different.
Feminism was pretty much unheard of in our family. We had other problems: looking after my aging grandmother and dealing with the various crises of my cousins took all our familial energy. I worked hard at school and spent my spare time doing typical boy stuff: building radios and model aeroplanes, messing around with computers and electronics, and hanging out with a retired wartime engineer who was something of a father figure and mentor for me.
I went to and old-school boys’ school where we sang the old-school Anglican hymns such as Fight the Good Fight.
I worked in various paid jobs while I was a high school and A-Level student, because I needed the money. We were not rich and in the intricate structure of the English class system, we were somewhere between lower middle class and upper working class. The women I worked with were ‘normal’ and nobody talked about feminism.
When I went to University, I was quite naive and rather uncultured. I was thrown into a middle class, moneyed environment and I felt out of place, but being Edinburgh, I had a lot of opportunities to soak up the best of Western culture: opera; symphonies; a very wide denominational range of churches etc. Edinburgh was where I met Christ too. That city has a huge place in my heart and it seems I return in my dreams almost every night.
Growing up, I had witnessed a lot of sexual chaos in my wider family, and I wanted to avoid it. I decided early on that I wouldn’t go out with girls I didn’t feel I could potentially marry. I was serious-minded about that: I didn’t want to waste my time on random flings and deal with all the emotional chaos I saw around me.
My first relationship was with Louise. We had been really good friends for a year before we started ‘going out’ because even though it was obvious to all that we had mutual feelings, I was scared of getting too involved.
When we went from friends to ‘an item’, the dynamic between us changed. Instead of being equals, suddenly, I found myself expected to be subservient to her wishes. I overheard her talking to a flat-mate about getting me ‘under the thumb’. When I visited her family, I saw how sad her father was and how dominant her mother was. He spent more time with his classic car that with his wife, and I could see why. Louise told me he was ‘under the thumb’.
I didn’t want to become sad and subservient so I ended the relationship.
The next girl I fell in love with was Susan. Susan was a Feminist. She, too, wanted to dominate. Who wants to live a life dominated by another person? I saw the signs early and ended that relationship too before I got in too deep.
I wondered if I had a problem with women?
But when I talked about it with my closest friends, we all agreed that these two girls were treating the relationship like a power struggle.
That is what Feminism is: a power struggle that men must not be allowed to win. On the surface, it is about ‘equality’. In reality, it is about dominance.
I became aware of the huge number of sad, dominated men, following their bright, lively wives around. That was not the life I wanted for myself.
I eventually married Liz: I will draw a veil over that failed marriage as to speak about it is potentially hurtful to my children, and I do not like to wash my dirty linen in public.
It wasn’t until I met Polly, a traditional Theravada Buddhist from Thailand, that I experienced a relationship with the kind of strong woman I am attracted to that wasn’t a power struggle, because her strength is oriented towards her family.
Back in my Edinburgh days, I attended an Anglican church that had a feminist Deacon-in-Charge. She flirted with me a lot (a metoo story?) and talked a lot about non-hierarchical structures. However, non-hierarchy only went one way. She didn’t want to be accountable to anyone but she wanted the congregation to be accountable to her. There were a lot of subtle power games going on. She sought power in the Church. She seemed no different from other power-hungry clergy I had met despite her talk of ‘non-hierarchical structures’.
I have met many ardently feminist women and there are some striking patterns: she is from a privileged background; she has had a tyrannical or abusive father; she has inherited her father’s tyrannical nature but feels guilty about it and projects it; her strength is for her own selfish purpose, not for her family; she is continually angry. When she attains a position of power, she acts tyrannically, ignoring structures of accountability and hierarchies of competence, seeing every situation through her feminist, anti-male lens.
The Book of Proverbs in the Bible describes the ideal wife as a woman who is able to go out and make good business deals for her family: i.e. a strong, capable woman, who uses her strength for the sake of her family. This is an archetype that the strong independent angry egotistical feminist bent on tyranny would do well to meditate upon!
As I write this, we are on the eve of the final Act of the Kavanaugh Confirmation Drama.
The drama we see played out in the U.S. Senate is the same as the drama in the Anglican Church.
The motivation is the same: the desire to expunge our institutions of the last vestiges of masculinity.
Our institutions have been captured at every level by individuals with an ideological motivation to dissolve the essential categories of gender. Male and female are to be no more.
Masculinity and femininity are both under political attack but the strongest assault is on masculinity.
It must not be allowed to happen.
The Kavanaugh confirmation process must be the point at which we say Stop: No More!
The Democratic Caucus in the U.S. Senate is under the control of Leftist female-dominated leadership. The result is a clear abandonment of due process and the rule of law. The behaviour of this leadership is in danger of undermining the acceptance of female leadership: the Leftist female leadership of the Democrat Party has fallen into the age-old anti-female stereotype of the elevation of hysterical emotion over cool reason.
There is no evidence that Kavanaugh has done anything wrong. The hysteria against him is a result of the Feminist delusion that all men are rapists or potential rapists. This man is a devoted family man and a fair and kind mentor and friend to many women in his profession. He is also a man who knows his boundaries and has built an honorable boundary around his family.
The Democratic Caucus in the U.S. Senate has attempted to breach the boundary he has built. When boundaries are attacked, the result is anger. This man expressed his anger, but also expressed the Christian call to love our enemies and pray for those who persecute us. This call was expressed not in a spirit of self-righteousness but expressed through his 10-year-old daughter, who was subsequently ridiculed by a Leftist cartoonist and various Twitter trolls.
This man shows considerable personal and Christian maturity, and yet is under continual attack.
The mainstream press here in New Zealand will not publish anything in his favour, instead regurgitating hysterical opinion pieces based on completely uncorroborated rumours.
The behaviour of the worldwide press has been like a gossipy clique in a girl’s high school. It is frankly disgusting.
We are witnessing nothing less that toxic femininity: the chaotic swirling of emotion and rumour that leads to the destruction of a good person’s reputation and has no regard for the rules and structures and institutions that are in place to prevent injustice and tyranny.
We are witnessing the same in the Anglican Church. Liturgies are expunging the traditional masculine aspects of God. Female clergy are not bringing gender balance to congregations: instead, they are eliminating the Masculine. They are bringing Feminist theology into every level of the Church.
In the 17th Century, the West witnessed an hysterical animus against femininity that resulted in witch trials and burnings. Witches were not able to prove their innocence: they were guilty until proven innocent, but had no way to prove their innocence. The hysterical animus against masculinity we see now on the Left is the same. In there eyes, there is no way for someone such as Kavanaugh to prove his innocence. In fact, there is no innocence in masculinity, according to their dogma. ‘Believe Women’ is their creed.
We need to say Stop! No more! Here we stand! We will not have our masculine essence eliminated!
MGTOW Vinnie has been wondering why, as an atheist, he has come to see more and more that “traditionalism” is a good thing. We’ll discuss what traditionalism means to some people, and why the Godless should probably learn to make friends with the religious.
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Join us as we talk about Supreme Court Justice Nominee Brett Kavanaugh and other things surrounding the Supreme Court Nominations.
Tonight’s show we are going to be talking politics starting off with a reading of these articles:
and see where it takes us. Tonight we will have a special guest that hasn’t been on our streams in a while. Who is it? Watch to find out.
Tim Goldich, President of the Chicago chapter of the National Coalition for Men, visits with Max, a fellow NCFM member, to talk about the past and future of gender politics.
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Max Kolbe of Michigan, also known as Dean Esmay (but his friends still call him Max) starred in Cassie Jaye’s Red Pill Movie. He is former publisher of Dean’s World, contributor to The Moderate Voice, former Managing Editor of A Voice for Men, and a general rabble-rouser.