> ## Content Index > Fetch the complete content index at: https://memso.fit/llms.txt > Use this file to discover other available public pages before exploring further. # The Lucidity Frat - URL: https://memso.fit/the-lucidity-frat/ - Published: 2026-09-09T11:45:35.000Z - Updated: 2026-09-09T15:37:31.000Z - Description: Bros dupe hoes. - Author: Memso - Tags: Society, Scandal, Sexes What you [meant](https://lovemelikearobot.substack.com/p/i-texted-every-guy-who-dumped-me) you wanted love? Lust. That's all there is to it. But that would be too trite and meaningless for modernity. We need a psychology, an ecology even, to get to the bottom of this mess. Then we have to reconsider whether this really is a mess to begin with. What if there exists a logic, an emergent structure so hyperrational as to escape right under our noses? Good thing I've got a big nose, years honing acquired scents זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול. I've recently come across a scent that was ripe for sorting, especially after my divulge on [hypergamy](https://memso.fit/gynomale/). It secretes from the glands of all the brothers doing the good work of making every empowered nominally-feminist graduate seethe with utter contempt for all men, even those who come to their aid without question. They just can't get enough of the rush that comes with the chase. And you sorry saps that never hesitate to kiss the feet of these pathetic women are somehow more susceptible to this odious compulsion. The reason their damsels in distress frequent this attraction is that deep within the brain of uninhibited femininity lies a hope furiously allergic to reason. Women lowkirkenuinely refuse to accept that every situationship they've dated only entertained it because he desired that one thing. The crutch that gives life motion, drama, and a future that seems bleaker with every second. That is, if one is oblivious to the other side of the [bargain](https://memso.fit/the-bargain-doeskin/). Women will do anything to avoid accountability, giving ample ammunition to every gynomale who deserves not the air he breathes, let alone the system that apprehensively provides him sustenance. It is now becoming apparent that women are apprehensive about having to cater to anyone outside their wager of the month. The same thrill felt at the roulette table is what drives women to bet everything on what everyone else mistakenly sees as an arbitrary color and number. They have the same chance of beating her house, so all she needs to do is choose one. To end up on the table, they must have already been filtered by her subconscious זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול. The reward is not the things they falsely promise, but the thrill and exhilaration that comes with the possibility of those winnings being offered by the same prize who knows how to sell it. The pitch being that he can afford to leave her at any moment. Why is it that our [skin trade](https://memso.fit/skin-trade) of an economy can't offer silly jobs to silly billies who know how to make a woman silly? > Hold my hand if you think it's for life What is being put to jest here are two approaches to the future. The first involves the part of the female brain that doesn't actually reside in her brain but appears every month in that vicious cycle that is a mind of its own. The latter is from the promise told to every boy that if he makes himself useful in one field or another, he is surely deserving of being part of how the next generation is shaped. That idyllic, suburban dream now too expensive to sell and too passé for anyone with vril running through their veins. It should be evident how we come to this perverse equilibrium that is getting so outrageously precarious that postpartum depression is not only discussed at the dinner table, but is being questioned altogether. Women are irredeemable. Both in the sense that they offer nothing but strife and terror in the age of birth control, and in that there is no mechanism to suggest any accountability on their part in modern jurisprudence. There is no outlet for public ridicule for their crimes against humanity, and it's because humanity has no serious definition in our anthropology. Every citizen who refuses to entertain a third position, no matter how deranged or foolish, is granted rights that encourage our politicians to suggest progress is occasional access to *clinics* and freehold of all land in service of the transient. There is no political solution. What can be done is to spit on the altar of mental illness and keep these girls checking up on their own sanity, among other tests. Freud was the first to inquire into their dilemmas, and it is amazing how they can't seem to resist the field he pioneered. They will tell you his work is deprecated, but that has more to do with their stupidity and vanity than it does his insights. The greatest of which is the modus operandi for a goy being their unconscious. Why do you think Freud had to introduce this into his theory of mind? It is no coincidence he pulled from Greek myth to make sense of the goy psyche, as the archetypes and virtues in scripture are of no use for בְּהֵמוֹת. His other relevant insight is that women have an inferior sense of justice. I do not agree with how he formalizes this, not least because I find it too convenient, but the behavior he depicts stemming from women is correct. Everything regarding the actions of women can be traced to their being the weaker sex. The reason they ghost or get ghosted, the reason they have no issue with assaulting the young, or the reason they compulsively lie to everyone, including and especially themselves, is due to the fact that the average man is stronger than the most athletic women. How can you put on trial or include in a jury a demographic that is biologically predisposed to disregard **truth**or **honor**in favor of their own survival? I do not present this to encourage vitriol or even violence, but to put into question why we bother entertaining these ludicrous notions of equality or fraternity among the sexes, let alone the hierarchies of men that refuse to evaporate. Some will say to suggest the futility of this project of modernity is violent, and to that I welcome זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול. The only serious sublimation from this condition is for women to embrace their vulnerability to the point of derision, eroticism, and insanity. The same energy that has them entertaining multiple partners and competitive careers that seem to vindicate the existence of penis envy. And I'm not talking about the crude deprecation often passed as humility. That form of millennial apology, so viscerally insincere, is why no one takes them seriously. They have no respect for themselves, and by extension, those most intimate in their lives. I’m not sure if it’s because every cause they’ve championed has been a psyop that failed spectacularly or they’re convinced deference and discipline are euphemisms for fascism. Those happen to be the same idiots who refuse to bring children into what they find a cruel existence. I can't help but agree; being raised by millennials would be a terrible fate for any child or pet. > I love my skinny(ish), pretty(ish), smart(ish) girlfriend. For those with any sense of fecundity, why then is the message for women not to hone agency while dating? If she were honest with herself, she could never respect a man who tolerates her attempts at controlling the relationship. Could they live that suburban myth relegated to the world of Kinkade? Sure, but sometimes, paradoxically, too much happiness leads to just as much despair זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול זול. In the end, the fraternity of men who make the choices will have the last say on who makes up the cohort of truly happy women. The rest of you sloppy seconds, used goods, and leftover women should buy a straitjacket along with your maternity dresses.