No Quiet

As an extreme introvert, something that a man over /r/MGTOW states resonates very much with me:

The Present Narrative:
Chase chase chase, compete compete compete.
Put down that game and stop watching porn, learn PUA, learn how to become a master at reading women, wife up that former party chick.
Oh what's that, not having success? Suck it up and quit being a beta male, the world owes you nothing. Try again. So what if you had a tiring work week? Go out and chase that chick otherwise you're a faggot. And put a ring on it. Buy an expensive car and a nice house along with other frivolous bullshit to signal that you have status, it's important.
Huh, she's divorcing you? Your fault, she wants an alpha male and you're still too much like a boy. Quit complaining that you're losing half your shit and need to pay alimony, it's all part of the game. You do like the game, don't you? Because if you don't, well you're just a sore loser.

No peace? No interest. Fuck all of it.

This one strikes the gold dead-center.

I've heard things from married men, also - quite a few of them. Their wives don't seem to like it when they sit around doing nothing. Sucks when you're sick and physically incapable of doing anything.

I could throw out talk about slavemasters wanting their slaves to work until they drop, and why women hate mens hobbies unless they make teh wimminz lives better, and why men who go through debilitating sickness (ie cancer) suddenly find themselves divorced, etc.

It's all been said before. There's no need to repeat.

A long time ago, I stated that personal time and space is gold for men.

Remember that the whole PUA-sphere is also interested in whacking out your personal time and space (so that they can sell you their latest snake-oil for $$$, never forget that).

Business also. A lot of what I deal with is dumb bullshit that basically takes up 80% of my mental energy and workspace and time. Cut out the horseshit, work for 4 hours a day, and my productivity would be massively higher. I'd also have more mental time to relax and chill out, enjoy things that are good for me and my health, do stuff around my home, and similar.

Of course, if I'm tired I don't get the chance to think things through clearly and tell the boss that he's a fucking idiot. I mean, just imagine saying this to the boss: "Let me get this straight. I do Oracle DBA work, SQL Server DBA work, I've done Cisco networking, server work, programming, all of which you pay me six figures for - and you want me to adjust some fucking PA's Outlook because you're too cheap to hire a $30k a year entry-level computer person. You're pulling my fucking leg, right?"

Retards.

Part of whacking out your personal time and space is so that you don't have the mental energy and space to think clearly. Which is why women do the same to their boyfriends and hubbies in the off-hours.

'Cause if you were thinking clearly: once she stopped putting it out (aka enslaving you to her vagina) and pulled the pin on the fat-grenade, then you'd look at her and either smack her up a bit for the bullshit or walk the fuck out.