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How to Talk to Anyone

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“I am not particularly interested in a ‘redemption’ narrative for incels. That is a question for those individuals to ponder. We do not implore the victims of other forms of terrorism to absolve and educate their tormentors. Nor do we require that other extremists be acknowledged as some kind of wounded, misunderstood victims. It is ironic that so much pressure is brought to bear on women to allow for the humanity and individuality of fallible men when it is precisely this courtesy that incels unfailingly refuse to pay to women.”

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“The truth was she could not find it in her to love me. And with good reason. Never in my life has anyone loved me, ever. In any case, women were mysterious creatures. Passing my mind over all the women I had known or observed, I was driven to conclude that true love was beyond them. When they were in a position to love, they did not. Instead, they ached for the unattainable — the opportunities missed, the salve that their broken hearts longed for — thereby mistaking their yearning for love.”

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“Listen, You fire breathing dragon, With a furnace in your mouth and stardust in your marrow, You belong where you are, You’ve lived in the ancient deities and will continue to live in the rubble long after the last God is forgotten. All those times, You have found yourself wailing at the moon, Remember, Your bones are awakening to the pagan blood spilt in the name of new Gods. The wilderness calling is not madness, It is Mother Gaea, summoning you home.”

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