Princess Culture – Chapter 1 (free)

Princess Culture was released today, Fathers Day. Here is the preface and first chapter.

Buy the ebook here. Paperback coming soon.


You were likely emotionally compelled to pick up this book. You are likely already assuming this book is anti-woman, misogynistic, and that I myself hate women. You are wrong, it is the reverse that is true, but I’m sure if that’s what you want to believe, you will go on believing that. If you find this book unacceptable, offensive, and politically incorrect, then congratulations, this book is perfect for you.

This book is criticism. Criticism is not hatred, unpopular opinions are not evil by definition, and carrying blame does not mean your very existence is problematic.

The woke crowd and their ceaseless campaign to control what people say and think is the reason I wrote this book. It’s beyond predictable how they will react to this book. Some will ‘read’ this book merely to scan it for as many problems as they can possibly list; typical of people with agendas. Many will read it with no intention or capability of at least pondering its message. Frankly, I can’t wait for the very people this book is about to prove all of my points for me.

Hopefully, some will actually just simply read and ponder the message here.

This book has come from years of personal experience and growth – the first 28 years of my life, to be exact. I learned the hard truths contained within the hard way. Hindsight is 20/20, after all. You only gain the wisdom you need after you need it. Only four years prior to publishing this book, I wouldn’t have possibly conceived ever writing something like this.

I was once, and very recently, a staunch social-liberal (I’m still politically liberal, though). I was one of those people who said that women are better than men. I believed the world would be better if men had no authority in it. I never ‘worshipped’ women as embodiments of human perfection, I simply thought they were better than men in every way. The first time I voted was for Hillary Clinton in 2016, and since I didn’t know anything about the other politicians on the ballot, I blindly voted for the listed Democrats, simply because they were Democrats.

The rise of fourth-wave feminism, and the utter dominance of the Left in our society since at least 2012, made me question everything I believed, and the people I stood with. It was my side, the Left, that was antagonizing dissenters. It was my side that was believing nonsense. It was my side that was ‘canceling’ people, going on campaigns to make them lose their jobs and lose their accounts on the bigger social media sites. It was my side that craved authoritarianism. It was my side that even celebrated the deaths of figures they didn’t approve of. My side, the political Left, had either become a hate cult, or it always was and I was oblivious.

The book you hold in your hands right now… Just two years ago, I couldn’t have imagined writing this. But life has some consistent truths that one cannot deny, and one such truth is that experience and failure are the greatest teachers. I already knew everything contained here, I just didn’t want to accept it, like most of the people who will read this book.

I wrote this book so that the young men who read it need not learn the truths discussed herein ‘the hard way.’ I hope young men everywhere can read this and be spared from having the rest of their lives wasted or ruined.

I’m going to say this upfront, and I will not say it again, so just pretend I reiterate this after virtually every paragraph of this book: When I refer to men and women, or any demographic, I am speaking of them generally, as in, implying my statements are applicable to 60-99% of the members of these groups. Outliers exist in every group, especially when you’re talking about half the population of Earth. So, unless specifically stated, nothing written here applies to every single one of the people in the demographics I discuss, which, I’m sure you can guess, is mainly women. I even devote an entire chapter to the exceptions.

Now, what is the point of this book? The point of this book is to implore women of the Western world to reembrace their femininity and to respect men and masculinity again.

This book is also intended to spare young men from the hardest life lessons concerning women. Boys and men need to be wise about them. We have a particular weakness toward women, and they are half the population.

That might be a bit oversimplified, but that is the closest I’ll get to a completely accurate summation.

The problem is not that women exist – that would be absurd – the problem is really that women aren’t really women anymore. You’ll see what I mean soon enough.

I expect most people are not ready to hear (er, read) the truths and perspectives in this book. I expect a lot of men will pretend to be offended on behalf of women who are offended. Thus, my detractors, I recommend you read the whole book, and read it with honesty; I can guarantee that what you want to feel about me, or my message, is not accurate. I have not included a table of contents because I believe the only proper way to consume this book is to read it from start to finish.

Now, dear reader, since I’ve told you what I’m going to say, it’s now time to say it…


This chapter is the basis for every chapter following.

Our history as a species dates back hundreds of thousands of years; 200,000 years at minimum. There is a great deal of debate as to the exact number, and many other details, so I can’t be quite married to any specific detail when it concerns our prehistory, but I’ll just take the 200k.

For over 90% of our history as a species, we lived in small communities of likely no more than 500. No prehistory tribe was societally identical, but there were some broad consistencies throughout: Men did the more difficult and riskier work, in and outside of the community. Women did the less strenuous work. This is true across the world even today. For all of our species’ long, long history of failing to get along with itself, everyone, generally, agreed on this system.

Why did women abstain from hunting, constructing, scouting, and fighting? Simple: Women make babies.

Women can get pregnant, men cannot. If you really want to boil everything in this chapter, or even this book, down to one sentence, that is it. That is the nature of the two sexes wrapped into a single sentence. Nature designed it this way on purpose, especially for mammals like us. Half the population needs to physically produce future generations, and the other half needs to make sure they can do it safely.

Pregnancy, then and now, is a tremendous handicap on women. It’s not entirely that a pregnant woman can’t do much, it is that she shouldn’t. Preferably nothing physically taxing, and certainly nothing dangerous. The healthiest babies are produced by the least-burdened mothers. In prehistoric times, a pregnant woman could perhaps forage plants, make clothing, and play music, but for the most part, her focus was on the kids she already birthed and the next child on the way. Strenuous physical activity, and especially potentially life-threatening activity, could easily result in the child getting seriously hurt before it’s born. Such proclivities after giving birth could distract a mother from the constant monitoring little ones need.

This left the men to do everything else. Everything else. The men hunted the animals, built the shelters, crafted the tools, stood sentry, fought off threats from animals and other tribes alike, dealt with politics, and closely observed the natural world so as to more effectively survive against it. In summation, it was the job of men to protect the women from the innumerable dangers of the world around them.

This is how nature intended: Men serve women, women make babies.

Society never established these norms, we as a species merely submitted ourselves to what Mother Nature intended. We did, or died. It was the most efficient system, and still is to this day. If it were only a society thing, then we wouldn’t see this consistently across all cultures up to present day. Today, our politicians are mostly men, as are most business leaders, construction workers, factory workers, scientists, etc., while women tend to primarily have jobs involving caretaking, or don’t have jobs at all except for homemaking. These are our natural inclinations.

Question: Which sex is more important to our species, or any particular society? Men, or women?

If a population were reduced to 100 people, with 99 being one sex, and the other sex only numbering 1, which would more likely ensure survival – if the 99 were men, or if they were women?

Correct answer is: If the 99 were women.

The man could impregnate most of them, and multiple times, and at very low risk to his own health. But if the 99 were men, only a few children would be produced; maybe 30 at maximum. Chances are, the one woman couldn’t produce 30 anyway. Carrying and birthing is risky, especially in a society of only 100 people, regardless if modern technology is available. But if the 99 were women, and if all or most of them were impregnated, and many of them more than once, then you already have yourself a hundred minimum kids to replace the population of before. It’s just a fact: Men aren’t as important. Still important for sure, but not as much.

Besides, what I explained earlier using that scenario should have made it obvious already. Men don’t make babies, so our purpose is therefore ensuring the ones who can make babies, do.

Back in prehistoric times, the tribe was your family and your family was the tribe. Men had a looser (but still existent) sense of ‘their’ children. There were no surnames. That is an invention of society.

Men slept with whichever woman was willing to sleep with them. This is why men naturally have lower standards for whom they will sleep with. As far as reproduction goes, all men are good for is providing ingredients. They don’t do the hard part of carrying the child, forming it from their own flesh and blood. In prehistoric times, men needed to sleep around as much as possible. This caused sperm, which already compete with each other, to compete with sperm from other males. Only the best sperm fertilized eggs, and thus, only the best genes were passed down. Back then, no society could afford the practice of monogamy, at least not wholesale. Food was scarce, technology was virtually nonexistent, and there were innumerable threats to be conscious of, daily.

On the other hand, although women have always been pickier about whom they sleep with, but that doesn’t mean they desired sex less. They were equally as inclined to engage in intercourse, they were just more selective about whom they did it with. It was always crucial in a woman’s nature to only be attracted to the best males – the strongest, the healthiest, the smartest, the biggest. The better specimen of male, the better he could protect her and her children, and of course provide for them. It also meant healthier children.

‘Family’ was a looser concept to prehistoric humans. It’s likely that men determined who their children were based on who they slept with. There was no way to tell who the real father of a woman’s children were, except by appearances alone, but even then, it likely didn’t matter much. Men took the responsibility of raising the children of the women whom they slept with, period. So, even back then, sex was about more than just pleasure, it was about roles. Women chose men to protect and provide for them by sleeping with them. This is why men and women both develop emotional attachments to those whom they sleep with.

Women did more than just give birth. They did more than simple tasks like making clothing and mending wounds. Women took care of their kids. Simultaneously, women were fiercely territorial of their own children. You may wonder why. If tribes were so small in prehistoric times, why would it matter to a woman which of the children running around were hers? Again, it comes down to survival.

It’s always about survival.

When children are born, they are completely helpless; they only know how to eat and cry. Being newborn is considered the fourth trimester of pregnancy because as our species’ intelligence grew, our heads grew as well, and the bigger our heads got, the wider women’s hips needed to be. It reached a point that children had to be born a little early – yes, 10 months is our normal, but it’s technically a bit early – because if women evolved even wider hips, they’d hardly be able to walk. Point is, newborns are completely helpless. We are one of the most helpless animals as newborns. (Without technology, we’re one of the most helpless animals as adults, too.) Babies need someone to watch over them every minute of every day for their first few years. It had to be the women who did this. It couldn’t be the men, because they were busy doing literally everything else to support the tribe that didn’t involve being pregnant. It had to be mothers, specifically, because the patience required to care for a helpless baby is tremendous. Who else besides the mother would have such patience and devotion?

Keep in mind, also, the fact that being loved as an individual ensures survivability far more than being loved as part of a collective. If children in prehistoric times were loved as a group, they would be less valuable as individuals, and therefore more expendable. It’s like being a number in a statistic instead of being seen as a real person. Women have always needed to love their children most, because a child being loved above the collective (all the other children in the tribe) far better guaranteed survival in any dire situation.

We are the same animals we were hundreds of thousands of years ago. We carry the same bodies and the same brains. We have the same instincts, the same desires, the same fears, and the same inclinations. This is how our general lifestyle looked during prehistory. It was only within the last 12,000 years that our lives changed. That’s not even enough time for dogs to diverge from wolves, so don’t fool yourself into thinking twelve millennia is a long time for evolutionary change. Twelve millennia ago, we started farming, developing larger societies, and developing more advanced technologies. Still, our species needed thousands of years to develop in these areas to get where we are now. Even today, Mother Nature is still a threat, other tribes (nations) are still a threat, we still cannot live without food, we still cannot reproduce without women, women still cannot safely reproduce without a lot of protection and support, etc. Lock what I am saying in this chapter’s final paragraph in your mind, because this is the reason it is so important to know where we came from.