The limits of desire

Roosh and Frost are both in the process of learning that there are limits to a man's ability to enjoy hedonistic pleasure:

Somebody call the CDC. There’s an epidemic of Player Burnout in the air. Edward Thatch, YouSoWould, and Roosh are all contenders for patient zero. I myself recently took a medically-imposed month of vacation from The Game, and I don’t feel like I missed much.

Could it be, fellow gentlemen of ill repute, that our pride- and lust-fueled romp through the wreckage of western civilization is an insufficient means of slaking our manly thirst for purpose in this life? Could there be more to life than the pursuit of our next notch? How often do we even consider the question?

A hungry man cannot imagine a higher purpose than his next meal. The sex and love-starved young men of America cannot imagine a greater goal than woman. But gorge a man on either food or sex, and he will start to see the base and biochemical nature of the pleasure they offer. Roosh spent a decade honing his social skills and traveling the world in search of nubile young babes. He lived the literal dreams of so many men.  Still, he returns to us and tweets: “I’m bored of women.”

This was eminently predictable. It is one of the reasons why I have staunchly insisted that Game is entirely compatible with Christianity, and is, in fact, one small facet of the Christian worldview.

Sin is sweet. But the pleasure one derives from it is fleeting. I threw myself into the pursuit of pleasure with no little abandon and burned out for the first time by 23, at which point I shaved my head, devoted myself to training martial arts six days per week, quit drinking, and refused to have anything to do with women for six months.

Four years later, I became a Christian. Man cannot live as a lotus eater. The same perspicacity and pursuit of truth that caused players like Roosh and Frost to take the red pill will eventually lead them to seek the deeper truths. They are truth seekers, but there is every likelihood that they will become Truth seekers in time.

And while pleasure does not last, joy does. For some, the emptiness of hedonism cannot be grasped until its depths have been thoroughly explored.