Help A Brother Out

by Frost on June 13, 2012

You all know Matt Forney by now, the hottest new taste sensation sweeping the blogosphere. As you may have heard, he’s walking from Syracuse to Portland.

Why? Because fuck you, that’s why.

Obviously, it’s a pretty stupid plan. Matt, what do you hope to accomplish by walking to Portland? Will the magic of putting one foot in front of the other, thousands upon thousands of times actually accomplish anything? Will it make you a better man? Is there any logical reason why this is anything but a terrible idea? What exactly can you do do in Portland, that you can’t do in Syracuse? These are not just my questions, Matt. You’ve heard them all before as you lay awake in bed at night…

But the only reason I know this is because I’ve heard them too. Maybe the stupid plans are the only ones we have left.

Our generation has been spared any sort of hardship, any sort of risk to our bodies and our self-esteem, for our entire lives. Pain, suffering, adversity, victory and defeat – these are the things that make a Man. If our society is too sick and decrepit to assign us labours as a rite of passage, than it’s on us to go forth and seek those labours out. So let me be the first to say a hearty Fuck Yeah to Matt and his big, stupid, awesome mission.

But let’s not stop there…

Matt is accepting tips. Twenty bucks Matt, in your pocket. Bam. Just happened.

Freedom Twenty-Five readers, do you actually care about the shit I write about? Do you care about Feminism steamrolling masculine identity and culture? If not, what the fuck are you doing here? If so, here’s your chance to lay a brick in the counterculture we’re building. $20 is the official Freedom Twenty-Five recommended donation. Donate now.

I can’t say for sure, but I don’t think Matt has rooms at the Four Seasons booked for every stop along the way.

How fucking cool would it be if we came together and saw to it that the trail from Syracuse to Portland was full of couches, beers, hot meals, and hot girls?

How cool would it be if Matt Forney, Esq, was able to end his trip by writing a kick-ass motherfucking book about how the previously-unknown online community of Masculine Revivalists came together to help a complete stranger out? Any of my readers who live somewhere along Matt’s Oregon Trail (heh), get in touch with the man and buy him a beer.

But for those of you who don’t live in bumfuck flyover nowhere: Any of my readers who donate $20 or more to Matt in the next week, will receive free copies of both The Freedom Twenty-Five Lifestyle Guide and The 2012 End Of The World Tour. Just mention in your paypal message what a daring cunt he is, and that you’d like to be hooked up with some Freedom Twenty-Five swag. He can forward your email to me, and I’ll send you a coupon code.

So, go donate now, and bookmark that blog.

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Atlas Shrugged June 15, 2012 at 8:18 am

Ferdinand Bardamu; He came, He saw, He conqured. His blog was a means to an end and once he got there he no longer needed it.

Afterall, isnt that the ultimate aim of the manosphere?

He didnt owe a thing to anbody and didnt expect anyone to owe him anything either.

That feeling of entitlement that Omega Virgin and Elam have to some right which they percieve soceity to owe them is just an illusion. A similar spell to that of feminism.

Truly we are born alone and die alone.

The passing on of Ferdiand Bardamu is a sure sign that he got what he needed to be the man he wanted to become.

Perhaps him leaving the nest was his red pill swallowed whole?

Simon June 14, 2012 at 9:45 pm

Omega Virgin is a broken phaggot.

rick June 14, 2012 at 12:58 pm

The ideas pretty retarded, however you want to see what happens when someone has no hope at all. You may already be aware of this guy.

Google omega virgin revolt, otherwise known as the black pill. And seriously read his posts.

Frost June 15, 2012 at 5:47 am

Damn. I knew of OVR. Just read this post:

I am… intrigued.

Matt Forney June 13, 2012 at 11:09 am

Holy shit, man. I put that PayPal button out there as a “in case anyone wants to” kind of thing. I wasn’t expecting to actually get anything. Nonetheless, thank you.

I should mention that I’ve revised my “walking” trip to “walking and hitchhiking,” (it was going to be like that anyway, but hitchhiking is playing a bigger role than I thought it would) as my original calculations on how quickly I could walk without getting exhausted didn’t account for the stress of hauling around the 75-100 pounds of equipment I need to stay alive. Hitchhiking as a lifestyle involves a lot of walking (and danger), so I’m staying true to the spirit of the trip: jarring me out of my comfort zone and accomplishing something big and fantastic at the same time.

Koanic: Unfortunately, Canadian customs wouldn’t let me bring a handgun into the country. Something about “potential terrorist activity.”

Frost June 14, 2012 at 5:52 am

No problem. Happy to see you going off and doing something awesome.

What are you bringing that’s 100lbs? Might want to trade 75% of that for a copy of Walden. Simplify, simplify, simplify.

Matt Forney June 14, 2012 at 10:41 pm

100 lbs is a bit of an exaggeration, but the damn thing’s heavy. On the plus side, I’m sweating some serious poundage hauling this thing.

Frost June 15, 2012 at 5:42 am

Check out Post Masculine today on Minimalism.

I’ve almost never regretted leaving possessions behind while traveling, and frequently regretted taking too much.

Koanic June 13, 2012 at 9:13 am

It’s a good article but I just don’t dig pointless walking.

If he were doing something involving guns and killing Communists, now that would be sweet.

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