I went through one of the old BANG threads from the Weinsteingate days of early 2020. In there someone brought up Matt Forney. It’s rare that I can’t stop chuckling while writing a piece, but mention Matt Forney and I can’t help myself.

I was planning on writing up a serious felting of the pre-Alt-Right manletsphere. I’ve sort of touched on some bullshit they were pulling way back when in various articles, but they never really got the abuse they deserved. I’ll have to detail my own experience as a young man with that bullshit, but I distinctly remember the exact moment where I completely gave up on them as any sort of productive guidance for my life. It was the moment where I saw the face of  “Redpilled Alpha Male” Matt Forney.

It was at this moment that I was out. I just couldn’t take the massive discrepancy between my real life experiences and gut feeling, which screamed, “this guy is a weirdo loser,” and the manletsphere unironically praising this guy as some sort of ladykiller. I had always experienced serious dissonance between the whole “here are some retarded routines you can use to create attraction with teh females,” and my actual experiences with women, so it wasn’t like an enormous part of my identity was shattered. Still, I saw his dumpy little body and just shook my head in disbelief.

I distinctly remember thinking to myself:

I do not know a single woman in real life who would want anything to do with this loser.

That was the problem with manletsphere garbage. It’s a lot of theorizing that sounds kind of plausible, but ultimately does not jive with any man’s actual experience with women. I remember getting a lot of secondhand embarrassment when reading some of the “routines,” that you were supposed to use to “create attraction,” with women, and hoping to god that no guy actually tried to do this in real life. It was all about being “cocky funny” and “high value alpha,” and all that retarded shit. They also had all this bizarre PUA jargon like “HB9,” which meant Hot Babe 9/10, or  “2set” which means “a group of two girls.” Just a really weird way of talking about everything.

Also I mean LOL, just look at them.

I can barely even remember all that garbage anymore, but I went and looked through some of Matt Forney’s “redpilled,” writing at Return of Kings. Below is a prime example.


The most common refrain against men who travel abroad to meet girls is that they “can’t get laid in the United States.” The people who make this accusation are almost always girls, or sheltered little snowflakes who’ve never left their home country. Rather than play into their frame, I’ll illustrate my point with a story.

A few days ago, I was at a club in Malate talking to a couple of girls when I noticed a geeky white dude on the other side of the dance floor. He and I were the only white men in the club. He wasn’t bad-looking—he was dressed in a nice shirt and was in shape—but he didn’t approach a single girl while he was there. He got down on the dance floor, bought a beer every so often from the bar, and paced the back of the club nervously, but he didn’t talk to anyone, even I as spotted girls checking him out.

One of us went home alone that night. You’ve got three guesses as to which one, and the first two don’t count.

I’ll bet it was ultra smooth sexy Matt Forney who got his chubby alpha dick sucked due to his redpilled cocky funny routines.

I have a newsflash for guys like him and for the haters: if you can’t get laid in the U.S. (or your home country), the only girls who will sleep with you abroad are prostitutes. The will to bang is not dependent on your location but rather who you are as a man, and if you don’t have what it takes, a change of scenery won’t magically earn you a blessing from the God of Poon.

Oh noes. I’d certainly like the blessing from the god of poon Mr. Forney. Please teach me your redpilled ways. How may I start start slaughtering poon the way you slaughter a bag of chips before bedtime?

The Real Reason You Aren’t Getting Laid

The number one thing you need in order to seduce girls, whether you’re in Manila, Moscow, or Manhattan, is confidence.

Can you approach a girl out of the blue? Can you entertain her with your charisma and life story? Are you an interesting guy with cool experiences and stories to share? If the answer to any (or all) of these questions is no, then you’re going to be stuck masturbating every night no matter where you are.

Golly gosh darnit legit poonslayer, I had no idea. It seems like all the men I know who are knuckle deep in gash are good looking and escalate. But wait a second, they’re also at least somewhat confident with wahmens. My goodness, that means that being good looking is entirely irrelevant, and all that matters is having confidence. I’m sure that any ugly guy with hygeine problems can make pussy dripping wet with the sheer power of narcissistic delusion!

I’ve also never had a problem getting laid, at least not since college. In fact—and it pains me to have to play into the unfalsifiable thesis of the “you can’t get laid in the United States” crowd—I hooked up with not one but two separate girls the weekend before I left for the Philippines. I came to Southeast Asia because I wanted to experience something different, a world in which men and women don’t hate each other, where human decency still thrives.

My goodness you’re a real stud-man aren’t you Mr. Forney! I hope I’m not intruding on you by inquiring as to how specifically I can acquire the godlike powers of poonslaying that you have.

Anyone who claims that “women are the same everywhere” is a virgin and a fool. However, the skillset you need to get girls doesn’t change from country to country. At the bare minimum, all girls want a man with balls. If you don’t have the balls to talk to girls from your own native land, you’re going to be triply screwed when you go overseas, because you’ll have to deal with cultural and linguistic barriers on top of your insecurity and inability to approach.

Yes, have narcissistic delusions of grandeur and also have some ill-defined skills in order to entertain women platonically and then their pussies start getting wet. This is exactly how reality works. Thanks for informing me of this Mr. Forney. I’ll bet that there are some Beta Male White Knight Pussies out there that can’t handle this truth.

American girls and white knights can’t handle this.

I knew it.

In the case of the girls, they hurl the “you can’t get laid in the U.S.” line as a defense mechanism.

Imagine someone being so deluded that they don’t think that Fat Morney is slaughtering college aged pussies by the dozen? Typical beta male game denialists.

As for white knights, they’re unhappy with the kinds of girls they’re expected to date: Skrillex-shaved, belligerent, overweight slobs. But rather than work to bang girls that are sweet and attractive, they try to shame any man who rejects the androgynous feminist creed of modern America. Like crabs in a bucket, they would rather tear down other men instead of building themselves up.

Unlike Matt Forney who has done the years of study required to build the skillset in order to do cocky funny routines Demonstrating High Value and portraying the delusionally high confidence that makes prime slave cunny dripping wet, these beta male white knights have resigned themselves to banging fatties. Luckily superhot virgin 17 year olds all love obese men, so it’s not a problem that Matt Forney is incapable of putting down the fork.

These people don’t upset me at all. On the contrary, I get a thrill knowing that every time I lay the pipe on a cute Filipina, I’m twisting the knife deeper into their hearts. Attempting to insult men who go to other countries to get laid is like trying to insult people who go to steakhouses instead of McDonald’s. “You can’t handle eating a Big Mac!” No, we just prefer a nice slab of Kobe beef over a frozen, artificially bleached heart attack in a bun. That’s the average American girl: ugly, fake, and bad for your health.

Matt Forney does that thing that a lot of unattractive women do, which is to put a cartoon image of himself up there representing himself instead of his real visage. There are plenty of images of him online, so he’s not trying to keep himself from being doxxed or anything, he’s just self-aware enough to understand that the cognitive dissonance even totally inexperienced 13 year old boys have when seeing this ugly loser pretending to be some alpha Chad would be quite bad for his grift operation.

That being said, you can’t simply walk into the steakhouse without preparation. If you’re a man looking to taste the superior quality of foreign pussy, you need to have the fundamentals of game down before you get on the plane. If you can’t bang girls from your own country, all you’ll end up doing abroad is your own hand.

I hope that putting images of Forney in here has been enough to destroy any impressionable young men from thinking there might be some validity to what he’s saying. If you take this “game” advice seriously it’s counterproductive and extremely harmful. I’m not sure “le Pick Up Artist,” ideas have any purchase at all nowadays, and I haven’t even heard the term “game,” in at least five years, probably longer. Still, I’m going to blitz through some debunking of this that you should see.

First of all, you’re attracted to looks, and so is she. That doesn’t mean you need to be Brad Pitt, but make an effort and don’t be an obese, lumpy weirdo like Matt Forney. Second, there’s no such thing as “creating attraction through game,” or through anything else. She either thinks you’re physically attractive or she doesn’t. Third, the number one mistake men make when talking to women is talking way too much. Just be normal and ask for her number. Please for both of our sakes do not be super weird and start “Demonstrating High Value,” or doing “cocky funny routines,” or any of that fedora shit. Please, I beg of you. And no, you do not need to be”displaying dominant alpha confidence,” or whatever, if a girl thinks that you’re even somewhat hot, she will give you nearly infinite chances to nervously ask for her number or fumble your way up to a kiss.

Speaking of a redpilled alpha male Demonstrating High Value to blue pilled beta male white knights while establishing alpha male dominance, here’s Matt Forney destroying two Antifa cucks at the Republican National Convention back in 2016. Notice him walking them back like a real alpha Chad.

I bring Matt Forney up, because the Manlet Cult started promoting him sometime around their defense of Harvey Weinstein. I think it was Anglin’s attempt at dethroning The Daily Shoah as the number one pro-White podcast.

These are the people bravely defending Harvey Weinstein, when no one else would.

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  1. What is wrong with his legs? Is that fast fuck cripple too?

  2. He looks like Ethan Ralph, from The Ralph Report dot com/ host of the Killstream/ corn harvester, if Ralph was less overweight and a foot taller.

  3. Having the asesthetics of pizza dough = alpha

  4. him walking backwards and all pigeon-toed around cleveland still makes me chuckle today

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