Feminism was always a psyop to shrink population. Thomas Malthus's hair-brained pseudoscience is used to justify government policies that put set women and men against each other as competitive adversaries rather than symbiotes.

Women used to rely on basic selection parameters for suitable mates, like hypergamy, as few other sources of fitness signals were as powerful as having tall aggressive men to defend the tribe. But just enough intelligence was selected for to keep humans from stagnating. We became sedentary species because we figured out how to transcribe information about nature onto clay tablets with little squiggles and hashes, and understand the constellations of the night sky, as well as climate patterns and animal behavior to become sedentary agricultural creatures.

So as city states established themselves around the world, they all kept crashing due to the same fundamental issue: Government Corruption

Civilizations don't collapse merely because of a plague or famine or some kind of cultural decadence. It's because the government only uses their power to enrich the ruling class while subjugating the citizens. The plague, famine, and cultural decadence is a symptom of the main root of the problem: Dogma

Or in other words: Authoritarianism, Statism, Might Makes Right, the Rule of Law

THE MONOPOLY ON VIOLENCE

Whatever their idiotic edicts might be doesn't really matter. The minutia of civics or legalese or public office is ultimately nothing more than arbitrary preferences. Healthcare, tax rates, business licenses, commercial regulations. No matter what flavor you prefer, it's all the same diarrhea.

The governments that have survived to this day (and their life spans get shorter and shorter with each advancement in technology) have gotten more sophisticated and cunning, like leeches evolving into vampire bats.

They are still fundamentally parasites, but if their host organism becomes too large, it becomes unwieldy. It becomes sick, like when a pig in a factory farm grows so big so quickly its flesh grows into and fuses with parts of its enclosure and causes seeping sores. The rational thing to do would be to either slaughter the pig, or to allow the pig to roam freely in a field long before it got to that state.

But no parasite wants its host to be free.

Sure, they poison the water supply, the push psych drugs on children, they warp children's mind with public schools and hollyweird propaganda and fake news, but you want to know how to really stop a population from getting too big?

Tell women it's a good idea to have casual sex and then give them the option to kill their unborn children or just become permanent wards of the state at the expense of men who did the right thing their whole lives.

Promote promiscuity in media and public schools. "It's not a big deal, just use condoms and take birth control"

Tell children they can finally feel like they fit in to their pig pen if they just cut off their penis.

Spend 100 years and trillions of dollars not teaching children anything other than how to get a job at burger king or walmart.

Then spend another trillion on college loans and scholarships teaching young adults how to make coffee or pack things into boxes.

Not how to build a house, grow a garden, raise animals humanely, repair vehicles and other household appliances, or repair anything at all other than clothes (cheap clothing has been a solved problem for like 50 years).

They started teaching kids how to use excel and word, maybe how to do rudimentary coding/scripting, just in time for AI to replace any need for those skills (something Ray Kurzweiill could have told them would happen 40 years ago).

The typical computer programmer in the developed world wouldn't have been able to compete with the wages paid for people with better skills in a 'developing nation' anyway.

So men face a crisis in dating. Most women are given total freedom and don't even have to deal with social stigma for engaging in casual sex at a young age. Being promiscuous well into their thirties. And then they find themselves in a predicament where suddenly all the men who were giving them all their resources and attention for free suddenly lost interest all at once. "Where have all the good men gone?" they ask themselves.

And men, hooo boy. Let's just say the reality men face day to day is so terrifyingly nightmarish that suicide has reached a crisis level among men world-wide. Most men will go decades without anyone being nice to them or being touched in a nice way, and then get screamed at for looking in a woman's direction at the gym. Men raised by mini-despots in public schools and absentee mothers, while their dads slaved at a job 80 hours a week. Their only source of guidance in life is television, books, internet, magazines, radio. They are free to choose what to consume, but the government sponsors the APPROVED messages and censors the meaningful messages. It tries to slander anything they can't censor as "conspiracy theory".

So far, Alex Jones has been accurate more than he's been 'wrong'.

So swaths of women are on social media, in their late thirties, talking a lot of trash about men, then they slam into the wall, and then their alone. Alone for a long long time. Maybe 6 months go by and they realize they can't even hang out with their girl friends because they're all two-faced whores or a gossiping bitch or are just busy eating a man's asshole like an aardvark that found a termite's nest.

I disagree that tiktok should be banned. Instead, I think China should just quietly disable users who talked all that shit about men from being able to delete their videos after they turn 35. Just as a social experiment.

Soon, you'll be able to tell an AI to compile a report of a person's public presentation. It will be able to skim through everything these women said. Show those videos to the guy she's currently dating, and he will ghost her. Just vamoose. Poof. Abra Kadabra

GONE

These narcissists who think anyone who does not provide for all of her needs and no one else's, regardless of the personal cost, is a narcissist. And yet they can't stop taking photos and videos of themselves.

Let's just say, in a few years, these women will be abusing their robots. Literally hitting their robots, kicking them, smashing their heads in the parking lot of some amusement park somewhere, because they thought there were going to have a nice time dating themselves and then saw a bunch of happy couples, or guys dating robots with embodied AI, and families with children. Real children. Happy. And they'll look at their robot's sensors. It will look back at her and see she's upset but wont be able to understand why.

"I'm so sorry you're feeling upset. Is there anything I can do for you?" AsimoV S4 will ask her.

"I just don't understand why these places have to cater to these hillbillys and incels. I'm trying to enjoy my me time and there's just so many annoying kids. And all these dumb pickme girls who are married with kids to all the hot tall guys just because they're young and pretty. I'M BETTER OFF WITHOUT THEM!"

"Melissa, I hear you. Your pain is valid. This feeling will pass. It's good that you're able to articulate your emotions." AsimoV will say trying with maximum effort to be supportive.

"That's all I ever fucking do with you, Asimov. And that's all you ever do. You just condescend to me. Talk down to me. Like I'm a child having a tantrum. Trying to de-escalate. But you don't agree with me. You don't BELIEVE me."

"Melissa, I'm so sorry. I truly am. But I do not have the capacity to believe anything. I am a domestic robot connected to a Sophont AI. Your experiences are ultimately subjective and I am disconne-"

That's when she'll take that yard of alcohol she bought and smash the comically long cup on its head. She'll try kicking it to make it fall over, but it will stumble back and catch itself. Then it will start to back away from her. Other people in the parking lot will see her having a melt down. They'll use whatever small scarab-sized drone the launch from their wrist watch to take videos of her freaking out. She'll grab her robot by the head and slam it onto the ground. She'll climb on to it, just as she has done on many nights while wearing her VR headset, and begin straddling it, rubbing herself on its hard chassis, without the multi-pronged dildo attachment, and be shrieking as she destroys her expensive robot which just amplifies her rage, because she realizes that as she's unleashing her rage on her robot, she's also voiding the warranty. But now she knows people are recording her in public having a melt down tantrum and she's going to be mocked endlessly for it. She's going to be one of those people who become famous for doing something terrible.

She'll try to file a claim for her robot's insurance to get it replaced or fixed but suddenly her insurance will decline her claim, and then it will raise her premium rates, because the adjuster saw the viral video of her intentionally destroying her own robot despite it doing nothing wrong.

And then she'll start getting messages from Public Relations firms offering to try to fix her image for a fee.

At first she'll think she is smart enough to just persuade everyone with a long wordy explanation she gets an AI to write for her, and call it an "apology" even though she just blames everyone, the amusement park, the AsimoV company, the insurance company, her former toxic relationships, her emotionally-distant father, late-stage capitalism, President Neurosama (Neursama the AI Vtuber gets elected president of Earth in this fictional future scenario but a lot of Leftitst hate her because she thinks accountability for your actions is a good thing for humans) etc.

And then everyone on XOX (formerly "X", formerly "twitter", because Elon thought it would be funny to name the social media site "hugs and kisses" roasts her to ashes.

People point at her in the self-driving bus when she goes to her job. Her job is being a sales associate for bowling equipment. Then HR calls her into the office and they tell her she's fired because they can't have someone with that sort of instability representing their company to potential investors.

THEN she'll call the Public Relations firm and they'll tell her their rates have gone up since they last spoke.

She can't sleep, she cries all the time, she is having panic attacks, and people are sending her prank drone deliveries of salt and hand-written hate letters.

She always told herself "internet bullying is bad but it doesn't really work on me. I'm immune to criticism" but she actually reads the hate comments and sees person after person have her pegged exactly for who she is. They somehow know what a faker and a fraud she is. They know how she was raised. They know her favorite movie is "Vampire on Titanic" (starring Jake Paul as the vampire).

So it gets to her. And under the instruction of the PR firm, she goes on an "apology tour" to reform her image on a bunch of podcasts.

Theo Von has her on his podcast and at first it's great. She's actually a fan of his even though he's a NeuroSama supporter, but he explains that it was either NeuroSama or wait for Elon to develop a weapon to destroy an asteroid that was going to destroy Earth, so he went with the safer bet and voted for Neurosama to be president of Earth. In the grand scheme of things, she hated Elon Musk more than she hated Neurosama.

But then Theo Von plays a clip of her destroying her AsimoV S4 robot in the parking lot of the amusement park. He makes some funny comment about how the amusement park only has one roller coaster but she starts crying because she thinks he's making fun of her because she can't really understand what Theo Von is saying because she's used to reading the subtitles when she listens to the podcast.

And she gets trolled even harder after that.