Reader Johnny has been chewing the gristle off that old bone of contention as to what it is like living in a country with almost no hot women:
Sorry, I still have a horrified fascination with the SMV hellhole that India represents.
The question is, which man is it better to be?
a) A son of a prosperous Indian household, who might have a net worth of a few million dollars (which easily puts them into the top 1% of India, given the super-low wealth per capita there). He will never fuck any woman higher than a 6, will get married to a 6 he probably is not compatible with, and his wife will become obese after marriage like all the other Indian housewives.
OR
b) A broke white guy in the West who is a bartender. He never has much in the way of savings, but manages to fuck 8s and even 9s with some regularity.
Which man is it better to be?
He goes further and partly answers his own question:
Make that 0.1% of India, in a country where money still might get you the ‘best’ woman.
The thing is, the first guy is richer than 99.9% of the people who surround him, yet the best he can get is a 5 or 6. Even if he knew about Game and had Game (even though this is India), Game is not even useful in his environment.
By contrast, the second guy fucks a level of women unattainable to even rich indians, lives in a first world country, and more.
Which man is in the preferred position, of the two?
Well, seeing as this has been something of a bugbear of his for quite some time now, I’ll endeavour to answer it as best as I can.
I realise, by the way, that any Indian man reading this is going to be mortally offended – both by Johnny’s comments and by my likely answers. My answer to that is an almighty: “MEH”. While I don’t particularly seek to offend Indians with my observations, I am not going to hold back on them either. I’ll call it like I see it, and if that angers or offends people, well, too bad.
The truth stings. It hurts. It burns. Indians should be used to the sensation, given their tastes in food.
Right, so let’s get on to the answers to Johnny’s questions.
There are several pieces of his query that have to be answered. They are all related but discrete in and of themselves.
The first point pertains to the FACT that India is an absolute wasteland of a sexual market place. He’s absolutely right to point out that India is an SMP hellhole. It really is.
Going back to the choice posited, the second guy, the broke-ass bartender living in the West, is in a better position, undoubtedly – if you only look at the issue in the most narrow sense possible.
The bartender is going to be able to pull hot girls on a regular basis, and that is a good thing, at least from his point of view. Girls like this:
(That is actually a Filipina model named Maica Paolo. She easily qualifies as a high 8 if not an outright 9.)
Compared to that, even most wealthy Indian men are kind of in a shitty situation.
Let’s take a look at some of the women who are considered to be among India’s most beautiful and desirable women. Since we are talking about India, the women under discussion are entirely from Bollywood or similar backgrounds.
This is Anoushka Sharma, age 31. She is married to Virat Kohli, captain of India’s national cricket team:
This is Priyanka Chopra, a Bollywood actress aged about 37 who managed to cross over into American television and even cinema, who is married to one of the Jonas brothers:
This is Katrina Kaif, a 36-year-old British actress of Indian origin who works almost entirely in Bollywood:
This is Sonam Kapoor Ahuja, married to one of India’s leading shoe designers and a famous Bollywood starlet in her own right, age 34:
(Full disclosure: we attended the same school for a few years. She was significantly fatter back then. I do not know her personally and do not care to. We ran in very different circles back then.)
And here is Deepika Padukone, age 33, married to one of Bollywood’s most famous and in-demand actors of the moment, Ranveer Singh – you may remember him from that AMAZEBALLS music video featuring Peshwa and Maratha warriors jumping around in kilts:
I hope this puts things into perspective. THAT IS AS GOOD AS IT GETS IN INDIA.
Of these five women, precisely ONE could even reasonably be considered a 9 in terms of her looks. Hint: it’s the one who wasn’t born in India.
The rest of the ladies up there are, at best, 7s and 8s, and that is with extensive Photoshopping, a hell of a lot of makeup, and the very best of lighting and the most flattering angles.
Now, this isn’t the first time that I’ve embarked on a diatribe about Indian women. The last time I did it, I provided examples of a Russian model named Maria Sokolovski dressed in various saris to illustrate just how huge the gulf is between top-shelf Eastern European beauty and Indian equivalents.
The problem is that this is like comparing oranges to… well, durians. Even the average Russian girl that you see on the Moscow metro will look like she is practically from a different species than the average Indian girl on the streets of Bombay, Calcutta, Hyderabad, or Delhi.
A much better comparison is between actresses and women of similar ethnicities who were born and brought up in different cultures.
So, just for shits and giggles, let me do what I once did several years ago and compare these Bollywood luminaries with one of their own:
One more for clarity’s sake:
This perfectly illustrates the scale of the problem.
Sunny Leone is 38. She used to be a porn actress – which is why, if you search for her, keep the SafeSearch ON. She has had sex on camera for money with dozens if not hundreds of men and women. Even though she is happily married and has been for years, she is the living walking definition of a slore.
And she’s still better looking than most of Bollywood’s hottest starlets who are several years or even a decade younger.
(I was walking through an airport quite recently and saw her face all over posters advertising, and I’m not making this up, “Manforce” vanilla-strawberry flavoured condoms. You know that old saying about how a leopard can’t change its spots? In India, at least, a porn star can’t stop selling sex. True story, bro.)
I realise that I am belabouring the point here, but you can see why. Despite the protestations of the average Indian man, India truly is an absolute wasteland for beautiful women. You can spend hours walking through some of its biggest tourist attractions, like the Taj Mahal in Agra, or the Golconda Fort in Hyderabad, and you will see not one single attractive woman – by which I mean, at least a 7.
The answer to Johnny’s question is that the bartender is in the better position – IF those are the only alternatives available and if we’re only judging on the extremely superficial basis of having sex with women.
But that is not all there is to the answer.
First, the broke bartender living in a large American or European or Australian city isn’t really living in the First World, not anymore.
If he is living in, say, New York F***ing City, or Portland, or Austin, or Seattle, or Los Angeles, or San Francisco, he is in fact living in a place rapidly reverting to below Dirt World status. (Austin is perhaps the lone exception – and even then, 7th St East in Austin is not a nice place to be after dark, and it’s just a block or two away from the main road of the town.)
He is in fact living in a city that is rapidly reverting to Mediaeval living standards, where death stalks the streets in the form of typhus and cholera and even bubonic plague. These are diseases that the West supposedly eradicated decades ago, and yet they are making a big comeback in those cities.
If he is living in a big Western European city like London, Paris, Madrid, Brussels, Frankfurt, Stockholm, Oslo, or Helsinki, he isn’t really living in a Western city either. Those cities have their attractions and they are wonderful places to live, but London and Paris, in particular, are severely cucked out.
Wealthy Indians in the Dirt World have to deal with a lot of problems. Their infrastructure is shitty. Their public services are pretty much non-existent. Their country is smog-covered, polluted, overcrowded, extremely noisy, and anywhere from ridiculously to unbearably hot for 75% of the year.
But wealthy Indians generally live very secluded and segregated lives away from the masses in air-conditioned gated communities, with their own chauffeurs, maids, and cleaning staff. They have direct access to some of the best medical technology available, at prices far below that which Westerners have to pay. They can travel and go pretty much wherever they like, sneering at the hoi-polloi along the way and sniggering about what a bunch of bumbling thieving louts Indians are – while actingprecisely like their less fortunate countrymen at every opportunity when overseas in nicer places.
And, most importantly, wealthy Indians still live in a place that is recognisably their own country
The other point that Johnny misses, by a mile, is that, in reality, it is not good to be EITHER of those guys.
The broke bartender banging sloots every Thursday through Saturday night is not improving himself. He is not building anything of value for the future. He is spending his money primarily on just staying alive – on rent, utilities, and the cheapest groceries. He is not building up any savings or transferable skills. He is entirely dependent upon his job and possibly social welfare payments to stay alive.
This is not a high-quality man.
This is not the kind of man who will become driven and desired, and who will be able to transition from having fun but ultimately meaningless sex with a lot of women, to becoming a pillar of his society and a warrior for Western civilisation. This is not the kind of man who is going to become a husband and a father. Doing so requires creating a stable base of savings and assets upon which to build a home and family.
Eventually, every player gets tired of the game and wants to move on. This is true without exception. There is only so much thrill and joy that can come from banging a hot new girl every week – or every night, in some cases. After a while, every pussy begins to look pretty much the same, and every poon-hound engaged in that sort of constant fornication begins to wonder if there is anything better.
It must never be forgotten that sex between a man and a woman results in a man giving part of his soul to the woman, and a woman giving a MUCH larger part of her soul to the man. Eventually, every player, no matter how hardened, no matter how jaded, runs out of the ability to give up any more of himself.
It is at that point that a man needs to find some greater purpose in life. And if he is nothing much more than a broke bartender with no other significant aspirations in life… well, he doesn’t have much of anything to fall back upon.
Which brings us to the wealthy Indian guy’s case.
The wealthy Indian guy who relies on his parents to choose his bride for him, never goes to the gym, never tries to sample new foods and different cultures, is like a blind man being asked to describe the colour green. He doesn’t understand that anything else exists outside of his limited view of the world.
His marriage may well be far more stable than that of a Western counterpart. Westerners might find the idea of arranged marriage anywhere from bizarre to abhorrent. I share those views, but I also acknowledge the hard fact that arranged marriages tend to succeed and stay stable far more than “love marriages”, as it were, because when a marriage is arranged between two families, a whole bunch of factors well beyond mere individual compatibility have to be accounted for. And those factors do add up to a more happy and stable long-term marriage.
But the wealthy Indian dude will have one huge advantage that the broke bartender never will.
He has the resources and the ability, if he chooses to use it, to go abroad and seek better opportunities for himself. All he has to do is put in a bit of effort. All he needs is to hit the gym a few times a week and earn some muscles. All he must do is get a decent wardrobe of good well-fitting stylish clothes that show that he has some fashion sense. All he requires is to travel the world a bit and gain some perspective.
If he really wants to put in the work, he can take elocution lessons to fix the extremely nerdy-sounding Indian accent.
Look, Indians KNOW that the accent sounds ridiculous to Western ears. They know perfectly well that it is a highly “uncool” accent. That is why most of them try to modify it, either consciously or otherwise, over time when they go to the West. Unfortunately, most of them do a terrible job of it, so they end up sounding halfway between Western and Indian, and thereby absurd.
But, it can be done with conscious effort. A well-educated Indian who puts in the effort can end up sounding a bit like the liberal Indian politician Shashi Tharoor – who, not at all coincidentally, was married to a Canadian woman for some time.
As you can see, the wealthy Indian doesn’t need to do all that much to separate himself from the crowd and do much, much better than his compatriots and, indeed, better than most Western men will be able to manage.
He only needs to do just enough to separate himself from the hordes of white neckbeards and Gamma males in the West, and the even greater hordes of Indian creepers, mama’s boys, and pot-bellied mustachioed losers and dorks who stand around staring uncomfortably at every white Western woman who comes to an Indian city.
He has to change himself and become more Westernised if he wants to score with non-Indian women. That is simply a fact of life. But unlike the broke bartender, he has the ability to do it – if not perhaps the willpower.
And that is why, in my response to Johnny’s original comment, I pointed out that his choice was a false dichotomy. The answer he provided only makes sense in a purely binary heuristic sense where you consider everything purely in terms of banging hot women “as-is”, in a system in stasis.
In economics, this is known as the “Ricardian Vice”, where you freeze all other variables in place and consider only one or two moving pieces in a system. But this is not the world we actually live in. And the moment that you begin to let things move as they naturally should, you begin to realise that there is no need to think in such purely restricted terms.
So, no, Johnny, it is not true that man (a) will never “bang” any women above a 6. He could, if he only put in the time and effort to learn how to do it. And he could, if he so desired, go much further in his life because he has the ability and the resources to go places and do things that 99.9% of his countrymen will never experience.
And no, it is not true that man (b) will be able to “bang” 8s and even 9s with some regularity. He’ll be able to do that for a while. But sooner or later, he will tire of this and the quality women that he actually wants and indeed needs to be with, will ignore him because he adds nothing of value to their lives.
It is a false dichotomy. Life is what you make of it, whether you are a Westerner or an Indian or a Chinese Singaporean or a South American or a Martian. You take the opportunities that you are given. You improve yourself where you can. You become the best version of yourself that you can be. And you learn from your mistakes.
Most men will never do these things, no matter how mean or great their origins. Those few that do, will achieve things in their lives that separate them from the pack.
Some of them might even bend the knee and declare Jesus Christ as Lord and King – at which point their appetite for banging 8s and 9s every week will simply crater, because they will want to create a stable and happy family with one woman and will not necessarily mind “settling” for a 7 who can cook, clean, maintain house, and doesn’t come with a hundredweight of neuroses and hangups and drama, the way her prettier sisters almost always do.
As always, the question is not “Is it better to be man (a) or man (b)?”
The question actually is: “Are you the best man that you can be?”
If the answer is no – and for just about every single one of you, it is certainly “no” – then you need to make some changes.
You can make a good start by listening to my podcast, uploaded every week on Sunday evenings. Pull up a nice comfy chair, pour yourself a fine single-malt Scotch – which by the way you’re not going to be able to afford much of on a broke bartender’s wages – and listen to the dulcet tones of yer very ‘eavy, very ‘umble servant Didact as he tells you how to go about becoming a better man.
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"THAT IS AS GOOD AS IT GETS IN INDIA."
On the other hand, if you're an exceedingly ugly man in America, the UK, or Europe …
I know a few of those who think they've won the National Lottery with an Indian chick.
But the deeper query is this: if there is no improving the fundamental state of existence of a man, then why should the world around him waste any resources on him?
I know a few of those who think they've won the National Lottery with an Indian chick.
True, but that is because those pairings involve a low SMV/MMV man dating and marrying a low SMV (though not necessarily low MMV) Indian woman.
if there is no improving the fundamental state of existence of a man, then why should the world around him waste any resources on him?
Again, that comes back to the man in question. We men do not find ourselves, we make ourselves. A man who simply refuses to improve himself in any way, indeed is not a man upon whom resources should be wasted.
"The other point that Johnny misses, by a mile, is that, in reality, it is not good to be EITHER of those guys."
It is not a 'missed point'. I simply chose two men who I thought were equal but different. One with much hotter women, and the other with material wealth.
Now, onto the main topic.
I disagree that the white bartender does not have options. Remember, in the 'sphere we know how bad Marriage 2.0, and how everyone from Heartiste to Blackdragon to the Misandry Bubble has advised men not to marry. How many American men have been separated from their kids and make alimony payments under threat of prison?
The bartender can marry, even if he is broke (broke people do marry), and his high SMV makes for a moderately high MMV even if he is broke.
Plus, of the Indian guy (mind you, this is a Top 0.1% Indian guy wealth-wise), how many can even begin to do what you say. I think it is extremely difficult to build any muscle in India. The environment is too toxic, the food too carb-heavy, and the gyms probably pathetic. Plus, getting out of India is not easy. You yourself have trouble getting out, despite everything you know.
I dare say that the broke bartender is doing slightly more to improve himself than the typical wealthy Indian young man. He also doesn't have to immigrate to another country to undertake his self-improvement.
Indian women :
I realize that both Indian men and women are super-low SMV, so are not mismatched with each other. They just have too little exposure to the outside world so are each oblivious that they rank at the bottom.
But your article alludes to two factors regarding Indian women : genetics and environment. The Indian environment is toxic, so Indian women born in the West can become much better looking than even the rich ones born in India. At the same time, the Indian genome is a hybrid of Caucasoids and Austronesians, and the Austronesian component is enough to obliterate looks (which is why nearby Iranian women are SO much better looking than Indian women; there is nowhere else in the world where such a short geographical distance has such a large gap in looks).
Which factor is dominant.
It is not a 'missed point'. I simply chose two men who I thought were equal but different. One with much hotter women, and the other with material wealth.
They are not even remotely equal and I explained exactly why.
Remember, in the 'sphere we know how bad Marriage 2.0, and how everyone from Heartiste to Blackdragon to the Misandry Bubble has advised men not to marry.
Yes, and that is because they are not looking at marriage from a Christian perspective. They are looking at it from at best a secular perspective. Even Roissy, as good as he is at breaking down the awful state of the current MMP, does not understand that the only realistic way to fix the problem is by returning to Christian morality – because doing so requires a near-total rejection of easy sex and a serious reining in of male as well as female promiscuity.
As for Blackdragon's views on marriage – I think he looks at everything from a purely secular perspective simply to justify a highly hedonistic lifestyle and I do not take his words on the subject with much seriousness anymore. I advise caution to anyone who looks to him as a role model. I do not consider him one anymore, even though I used to follow his work pretty closely for years.
I think it is extremely difficult to build any muscle in India. The environment is too toxic, the food too carb-heavy, and the gyms probably pathetic.
Wrong, wronger, and REALLY wrong. It's not "extremely" difficult. It's possible. You just have to have the resources to do it. Gyms in India are not that bad. You have to know where to look. In some cities it is easier than in others. Calcutta is pretty pathetic – there is only one fitness chain in the city that offers anything like Western standards of equipment and facilities, and it is very expensive. But other cities like Hyderabad, Bombay, Delhi, and even smaller towns like Jodhpur, offer a lot of options. They have much more of a gym culture.
And an Indian man with means can easily change his diet to a protein-heavy, carb-lite approach – IF he has the will to do so.
I dare say that the broke bartender is doing slightly more to improve himself than the typical wealthy Indian young man.
Not if he's merely working in a bar and doing nothing to build savings and stability or travel or get an education or build a side hustle.
The Indian environment is toxic, so Indian women born in the West can become much better looking than even the rich ones born in India.
No. They get WORSE outside of India. In the West they become utter hambeasts due to a combination of high-carb diets both at home and outdoors, and an even more sedentary lifestyle than they get in India.
nearby Iranian women are SO much better looking than Indian women; there is nowhere else in the world where such a short geographical distance has such a large gap in looks
A) Iran is quite a long ways off from India, check your map.
B) There are numerous examples around the world of countries that are practically next-door neighbours where the women in one are vastly more attractive than the women in the other. Georgia vs Turkey comes to mind, as does Morocco vs Algeria.
Not if he's merely working in a bar and doing nothing to build savings and stability or travel or get an education or build a side hustle.
My initial comparison made no indication that one of the men is more inclined towards self-improvement than the other. You are inserting that assumption.
If anything, the bartender does not have to change his country or even his metropolitan area. The upper-class Indian has to go to another country (which is difficult, as you know).
Iran is quite a long ways off from India, check your map.
False. At the narrowest part (the Westernmost extremity of India, called 'Kachh' or something, vs. the Easternmost part of Iran), the two are only 400 miles apart or so.
No. They get WORSE outside of India.
Didn't you say in the main article that the prettiest of the five actresses is 'unsurprisingly' the one born in the West? By saying 'unsurprisingly' you indicate that this is a common pattern, and you also use the Sunny Leone example to further the point.
Hence, an Indian woman born in the West is more likely to be better looking than her cousin born in India.
My initial comparison made no indication that one of the men is more inclined towards self-improvement than the other. You are inserting that assumption.
I inserted nothing. These were your precise words:
A broke white guy in the West who is a bartender. He never has much in the way of savings
In other words, he is doing nothing to build up savings and stability. Which means that traveling will be very hard for him to do. Which means that getting any sort of serious education will be difficult. Which means that he will have a tough time setting up a side hustle.
Which simply means that he is always going to have a very hard time becoming the kind of valuable and valued man who can make progress in life.
At the narrowest part (the Westernmost extremity of India, called 'Kachh' or something, vs. the Easternmost part of Iran), the two are only 400 miles apart or so.
First, 400 miles is the driving distance from New York City to Niagara Falls. It takes the better part of 10 hours to go that far, and that involves crossing into a completely different world. I know, I've driven it. That ain't exactly "such a short geographical distance".
Second, there is an entire country in between the two closest points of India and Iran. It's called "Pakistan" – you might have heard of it? And the people within it are culturally, linguistically, religiously, and ethnically quite different from Indians.
And third, your specific claim was that "there is nowhere else in the world where such a short geographic distance has such a large gap in looks". This is not true. There are a number of next-door neighbours where the gap in looks is larger. Hell, you can see it in Australia where racial groups are intermingled.
Hence, an Indian woman born in the West is more likely to be better looking than her cousin born in India.
Provided she takes good care of herself. Which Sunny Leone and Katrina Kaif obviously have. There is an emphasis on fitness culture in the West and Eastern Europe that simply does not exist in India to anything like the same degree.
But the majority of Indian women outside of India do not look after themselves and mix in the absolute worst of both Indian and Western culture.
This is not true. There are a number of next-door neighbours where the gap in looks is larger. Hell, you can see it in Australia where racial groups are intermingled.
You know full well we are talking about origins of people. Not immigrants. Hell, Indians are unattractive, so whenever an Indian goes to a white country, there is an immense gap just among neighbors. That is not what we are talking about.
We are talking about indigenous places of origin. The gap between Iran and India, while under 400 miles at its closest point, is the largest in the world among indigenous locations.
You didn't comment on the Austronesian genetic component being a large part of this.
First, 400 miles is the driving distance from New York City to Niagara Falls.
It is still an extremely short distance for the looks of women to be so different. For example, there is not a similarly large gap between Spain and Italy, in terms of the looks of women.
Second, there is an entire country in between the two closest points of India and Iran. It's called "Pakistan" – you might have heard of it? And the people within it are culturally, linguistically, religiously, and ethnically quite different from Indians.
I hope you know that Pakistan didn't exist until 1947. Up to that time, the boundary of British India extended up to Iran.
Plus, Pakistan has a language that verbally is nearly identical to Hindi (even if the script is different), and Pakistan follows the same sports, consumes the same music, has almost the same cuisine, etc. as India. Their cultures are very similar. India has Muslims too, you know.
It seems your knowledge of the Subcontinent is limited to the Eastern half of it. Nothing wrong with that, but at least be aware of it.
Now, on to the primary topic :
I said the bartender happens to be broke. But we cannot assume that the bartender is less inclined towards self-improvement than the upper class Indian. While you correctly point out that the Indian *could* do more because he has money, the barrier he has to overcome is higher, not the least of which is getting out of India itself (which is not easy).
Your premise is that the Indian is more inclined towards self-improvement, which we cannot assume.
Hey, I check. Katrina Kaif is half-white, so doesn't even count as a full-blooded Indian. No wonder she was the prettiest.