"Incels"...
It's very important to begin by defining what the term means.
"Involuntary celibacy", says the almighty search engine.
Well, based on the meaning of the words, this seems to refer to human beings (male or female) that desire a sexual relationship, but can't get one.
Given the audience I am addressing with this post, let's further decrease the scope - to just males.
So, "Incel: a male that desires a "sexual relationship" but can't get one".
Wait a second.
"Sexual relationship" - what does that term mean, exactly? If a man visits a sex worker once or twice a week, that gives him an incredible "girlfriend experience"... soft kisses, hugs, massage, consistently mind-bending sex...
...does that man have a "sexual relationship" with her? Or not?
It seems to me that this is definitely a "sexual" thing. And if it's a more or less permanent arrangement (which I am sure all sex workers appreciate and desperately push for - the long-term client) then this also covers a lot of "relationship" aspects as well.
There's a reason the oldest of professions has always been a part of societies - it appeases many of the "relationship" desires in men.
So, in that scenario... can that man still be called an "incel", then?
If not...
Well, considering the fact that:
- the most ancient of professions is always available, no matter where you live...
- ...and costs only a fraction of ones salary...
- ...how can there ever be such a thing as "involuntary celibacy", then?
To put it simply: "Dearest Incel, you claim you don't like your celibacy? Fine, visit escorts once or twice a week! They love their regulars, and will give you a decent emulation of intimacy!"
It therefore appears that our first definition of "incel" is wrong.
It's self contradicting, logically inconsistent.
Let's try a second definition.
"Incel: someone that desires a romantic, life-long relationship that includes regular sexual bliss - but can't get one."
Hmm.
"Romantic", you say... But what is "romance"?
If you are looking for something like the classic depictions of lovey-dovey romance in literature and art, I am afraid that you're living in a dream world. That thing is a delusion.
There's a reason that, in the real world, the statement "I love PERSON_X" is always followed by "warts and all". "Romantic feelings" are just a transient, temporary, time-limited, chemically induced drug-addled state. The fact that the drugs are naturally occurring in your blood stream doesn't change the fact that they are, in fact, drugs. Almost all men eventually go through that "altered state" - when we meet that certain kind of woman that "pushes all our buttons". And by buttons, I mean our programmed, animalistic responses - the ones that are hardcoded in our genes.
This "romance" therefore - in any relationship - dissipates over a few months, or a couple of years, max.
It morphs into convenience, safety, stability, and kids.
Nothing more.
So, no - this 2nd definition is broken too. It's utilizing "fairy-tale" terms. We can only crop it down from "romantic, life-long" to just "life-long".
And as soon as we do that...
...we lost our Incels! Because a vital part of the obsession of Incels with females, is "the Disney princess fairy tale"; that of a woman that loves you through-and-through, that willingly gives you her soul and body and faithfully shares her life with you - in blissful oblivion... "Heaven on Earth"!
If you believe that, I have some snake oil to sell you.
And so does a large part of this clown world, that will exploit *the shit* out of you.
The woman in that fairy tale doesn't exist - it's a Unicorn. Part of growing up, is getting to grips with this painful realization - and all men get to it eventually, one way or another.
All there is - in a life-long relationship with a woman - is balancing acts. In the best possible outcome, you tolerate her whims, just as she tolerates yours. Let me repeat that: in the best case scenario, you just tolerate each other. I won't talk about the average, or the worst case scenario - there's more than enough posts in this forum about what happens, on average, to the modern married male. Even if you shoot for the moon and somehow get the unicorn woman, you will just share responsibilities, pains and joys. In everything.
And it must be said plainly: the vast majority of your life will most definitely not be bliss - it will be stress and agony, dealing with a set of problems you'd never have if you stayed single. At best, mingled inside the tedium of marriage, you will get nights of actual tenderness from your wife - the occasional night out, gift exchanging, "rekindling of the flame".
Blips of happiness in a dark sea of boredom... forever rattled up from waves of stress and tides of work-work-work.
Until you turn to dust.
You ask, dear Incel: if the reality of relationships is like that, why do men do it, then? Why do we choose to partner up, and make our lives far more difficult than they would be otherwise?
Simple: Because we are PROGRAMMED to. Choose the programmer you prefer: your favorite God, evolution, societal pressure, religion - we are all programmed and indoctrinated from before we can count to follow societal norms.
Personally, I favor the gene explanation as the root-cause: If you don't have genes that scream at you to procreate, well, then... you don't procreate. And your genes die and disappear from the human race.
Put another way: all of us that are alive today, exist because of a simple reason - a huge chain of our predecessors, men and women, that carried "horny enough" genes, that pushed them to have sex.
That's it. That's why you exist. And that's why you desire women.
There's nothing magical - nothing worth worshiping, nothing worth obsessing about.
Sure, you can choose to worship the process - like so, so many miserable man-slaves do. But that's similar to worshiping a hamburger; a cake; the Holy Ice Cream :-)
Why did I jump to food? Because the same reasoning applies!
We evolved to love sugar and fat. We were born with genes that absolutely ADORE sugar and fat. We "lust" for them - we realize that after consuming sweet sugary fruit, we have a lot more energy. We survive for longer periods, we have more energy to make babies - so our sugar-loving-genes are passed along to the next generation. For millennia upon millennia, the cycle repeated - until every single baby is now born with a pre-programmed addiction for "yay, sugar! Yum".
Does that mean sugar is good for you in today's world?
Hell, no.
We feel these desires, food, lust... because we are the descendants of people carrying horny-sugar-fat-loving-genes.
Add more of these evolutionary attributes to this list, wait for untold revisions evolving over millennia... and you have yourself a human race.
Congrats!
Does it make sense to worship these aspects of our being? Should we obsess about any of it? About being / not being celibate? About having access to sex? Or access to sugar-y crap? To fat-y foods? To the holy vagina?
Any of these obsessions is just as rational as the rest...
That is to say, not at all.
When you realize this, the decision will form naturally in your head: to go your own way. To live your life free, and reach your maximum potential - far from addictions, far from life's traps... Which, I should add, is not just vaginas... We live in societies that have automated the process of addicting people to crap - fast food, pornography, social media - the list is ever expanding.
And you'll never be truly free, until you decide to fight this.
Until you decide to go your own way.