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I read Louise Perry’s book and actually liked it, but a lot of that depends on taking her at her word regarding what she believes, and on whether she has always believed it or has simply changed her views. Taking the “podcast-circuit Perry” into account paints a much more negative picture.

To a degree, I see their appeal. The pink pill really is just a red-pill rebrand in which “strong men make good times,” except that while the red pill is perhaps more honest about what that means, the pink pill wants to have it both ways—where figures like Genghis Khan are also portrayed as fiercely loyal to their wives.

I can’t help but think of a sketch from Chris Morris’s Jam in which a woman angrily yells at her husband for kissing another woman, but relents when he admits he was “just raping her.”

Perry admittedly doesn’t state things as clearly as Harrington, but there’s something very creepy about repeatedly implying that women need to be punished for bad choices, and that the sexual revolution has made things worse because punishment is no longer as much of an issue. This isn’t in her book, but I’ve spoken to a number of fans of both women, and all I can say is that they range from outright psychos to sad cases who have somehow convinced themselves that sexual violence from prior partners should be blamed purely on porn, while divorce is something that needs to be restricted.

I’m not sure how fucked in the head you have to be for that to be how you assign responsibility.

Perry’s book, in the end, is largely a series of stories and trivia that can be interesting, but are often irrelevant to the point she wants to push. “You can tell where a brothel used to be in Rome by the number of baby skeletons” is interesting, but not actually relevant to her argument. If anything, it only makes the case for contraceptives even stronger.

In the end, much like the Red Pill, Black Pill, incels, etc., it’s mostly built on people’s disdain for the current state of sex and dating—which I can hardly say I take issue with—but the solution offered is not only no better, it’s hilariously pathetic.

If the worst of the manosphere says the biggest problem with the modern world is that women have too many rights, then the pink-pillers agree. And the biggest problem with Andrew Tate, apparently, is that he doesn’t have a single wife to whom he’s at least somewhat loyal.

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