Nothing new, but always a pleasure:

A friend of mine ("John") and I bought apartments a year ago that were still being built. We helped each other through the stress of building plans, dealing with cutthroat project managers and incompetent electricians and so on. We spent a lot of time, excitedly discussing and making plans. She observed the whole thing and never said a word. Her opinions and worthless advice did not influence the decision-making.

Now this guy LOVES eating meat and he specifically bought a place with a huge balcony for lots of BBQing. I LOVE lifting and I have dedicated one large room for lifting. It's for me and all my buddies, including John, and we've been lifting together for a long time. We planned it all this way for fun and lifestyle choice. It's every bro's dream, right? What could go wrong?

His girlfriend (21), has never been a problem. She fully accepts him as her leader and they have a surprisingly healthy relationship dynamic from a red pill perspective. He behaves correctly by nature, most of the time, even though he has no RP theory knowledge. They are both very romantic though and he wants to marry her at some point, you get the idea, I'm doing my best to help this guy but what can you do.

His place was completed a few weeks ago and they quickly moved in. He's been clever enough to keep 100% ownership. He said she felt "unwelcome" at first, but given her good attitude and trusting nature, she accepted the deal. Completion of my place is now also getting closer. And she's starting to panic. I see the reflection of the hamster spinning behind her "innocent" eyes when I show up at their (his!) door. Upon asking, John tells me how afraid she is that he will spend all his free time lifting at my place. He says, he's explained the ridiculousness of the fear to her, and that him and I have always lifted and that it's never been a problem. He says she doesn't appear to get it - but it's him who doesn't.

He's now stopped asking me to come over and it's been weeks and no BBQ in sight. We also haven't gone to the gym together for a long time, even though we used to always do that without her interfering. But now she's started directly competing with me over Johns time. It's ridiculous because I have other shit to do and it's no freakish issue or anything at all. I realize that she has felt threatened by fact that I was helping with his place from day one. She knew I'd know more about it than her and she hated it. I know where the pipes run through the floor in that place, because I'm actually interested in stuff. She didn't care, but was still seeing it as an intrusion into her (his!) new home.

Now that she's in there with all her lotions and perfumed candles and shit, she's in full nesting mode, and I can only watch as she's gaining influence over him using her "worry" and jealousy. It's getting super weird. It's actually interesting how women can't just say "Do lift, but come back because I want you to take me more seriously than 'revengeofthecrazy'." That would solve it all right? He loves her, and there would never be a problem. Does she even understand where her worry is coming from? How could the bio-programming be so precise? They say they don't want kids yet, but she's behaving like she's pregnant already. She has now made this a strange invisible war and has started manipulating the shit out of him. To me, honestly, it's disgusting to watch it. A few days ago, she offered him a quickie to keep him at home when I said let's hit the gym. He says she's NEVER done anything like that. He thought it was funny, poor bastard doesn't know what the fuck is concocting on the horizon. Luckily, he didn't go for it. I want to shake this guy by the shoulders and slap him in the face to explain the bullet he dodged. If you do that shit once, guys... you know it.

What's annoying me most is that he seems quite powerless against all this because he doesn't "see" her strategy. He's already out of shape from the stress of building and he's lost a good deal of definition and just looks sloppy. I can't stand the sight of it.

What would the red pill man do? He would pull out the hammer of god and make justice. He would BBQ and lift all the fuck he wants. Now the luck of this blue pill man is about to turn as he is transformed into a little nest guardian / provider bitch, EVEN THOUGH he owns the place! Fuck those women. What about the years of lifting John?? What about your gains John, it's almost summer man. What about the grilled chicken John? He doesn't see what's happening. This is the start of his midlife crisis. It's going to cook up nicely in the shadows.

It's not the first time I'm seeing this happen. The women don't own the place, but they own the naive mind of the place owner. They are using tactics that are invisible to normal men. But the balls on those parasites are huge. The sense of entitlement, enormous. If I did something like this, I couldn't stand the stench of self-disgust. Not women though. It's exactly how they think. They feel just great about themselves when they do this. Mission accomplished! Again, from an evolutionary point of view it all makes sense, and it should be be forgiven / accepted. But isn't it just weird how this is all visible now and we are able to observe the bio-programming under which our forefathers have slaved away? Strange times indeed. Not sure what will happen if TRP turns mainstream.

I'm going to do my best to teach this one guy the truth before it's too late. Other than that, I can't wait to kick the first bitch out who leaves her lotion in my bathroom. Relax, I'm kidding guys.

TLDR: I describe how a so far good girl switches to nesting mode and starts manipulating my buddy and competing with me as soon as they move into the place that he's bought. In later paragraphs I reflect upon the state of being able to observe her change of behavior through the red lens and make dry jokes about it for my entertainment.