I just watched an acquaintance marry a woo bitch. I have no idea how blue-pilled this guy has to be in order to do this. But I've noticed something through it.
Being blue-pill has become an entry requirement for society. I notice that my welcome always runs out the moment I say I'm not seeing anyone. And, if enough time passes and I don't mention a female guarantor, it runs out anyway.
Blue-pillers are in for a world of hurt later, but in the meantime, they get a hall pass for society.
A club for red-pilled exiles.