“We should declare an official Manosphere Remembrance Day on February 14th. Nothing else important going on that day.”
– Jonathan Frost
I was 18 with a bowl cut, braces, and acne. I could wrap my hands around my “biceps,” and didn’t have much confidence. My friends played video games and watched anime. I knew more about Dragon Ball Z and Call of Duty than I did about exercise or making money. I also had no idea what I actually wanted in life. At the time I was considering going to school to study film. I liked movies, so I figured that I should spend tens of thousands of dollars to explain why I thought they were so good. I didn’t have any actual talents or skills, for almost two decades I’d just consumed. Never giving anything back.
While looking for homework to plagiarize I stumbled on the Naughty Nomad. I ended up staying up all night and reading through the entire blog. The next day I read through everything on the site’s blogroll.
Over the months my life started to change. Video games gave way to exercise, books about wizards and space aliens were replaced with philosophical works, and summer house parties turned into sneaking into bars to talk to random girls. My confidence grew and I became a completely different man. I put away my childish things and started to actually invest in myself. All the while consulting the various blogs that I was enamored with.
As time went on, I started giving back. I’d lend out all my manosphere books and refer people to the sites I found helpful. The guys who took my advice ended up setting off on their own journeys. You’ve probably even read some of their experiences without even realizing it.
Most of the sites I liked ended up closing down eventually. There’s only so much a man can say before he needs to move on.I was lucky to be in the right place at the right time.
One of the few regrets that I’ve ever had was not saying thank you to the men who ran those early blogs. They did a lot to help me out in life and will never know it. If it wasn’t for them I’d probably be working at Starbucks, playing video games, and complaining about how “unfair” life is.
Happy Manosphere Remembrance Day,
Robert Koch