Paying for the cow
However, I can make one prediction that should be taken with the utmost seriousness: women are facing the single biggest and most devastating threat to their power in the entire history of the existence of our race.
We men might rail and rage against the power of the almighty V. But it is foolish to be angry at the truth. Indeed, one can reasonably argue that all of human history can be reduced down to two things: sex and death.
Men have built mighty empires, slaughtered millions of innocents, smashed their foes into dust, raised up magnificent sculptures, painted stunning works of art, and created amazing buildings, for two very fundamental, largely intermingled, reasons.
First, power and wealth give men sexual access to just about any woman they desire. That is the leverage that women hold over us, and it is astonishingly powerful.
Second, men seek immortality, an escape from the ultimate judgement of death. We can do this by making sure that our names live down through the ages- and by continuing our genetic line, through our children.
In either case, we need women. We always have. And women know it.
But very soon, that power balance will shift, radically.
And women should be absolutely bloody terrified of this fact.
Think about it. How many modern Western men would want to go through the effort, expense, and frankly, pain of dating a STRAWN EMPOWAHHHD WIMMENZ today in exchange for the low probability of achieving sexual access to her, when the alternative is an always-ready, always-lubed, never bitchy, never moody, always compliant, and perpetually beautiful substitute for the real thing?
A sexbot cannot bleed once a month. It cannot conceive a child- which means that it cannot divorce-rape your ass in court and stick you with an 18-year bill for child support. It cannot divorce you, full stop. It only needs servicing and occasional maintenance, not half a department store's worth of shoes, handbags, and jewelry.
When the choice is between that, and THIS: