Elliot Rodger, Ugly Girls, & Sex

By Chris Delamo of Red Pill Philosophy


Somewhere, right now, there is an angry, sexually frustrated woman.

She’s always liked men, but men…never liked her.

She’s not “ugly”, per se, but she IS about 60 pounds overweight.

Every time she walks into public places—a Starbucks, or at school, or the mall—she darts her eyes to the left, to the right, inconspicuously using her peripheral vision to see if any guys are “checking her out”.

But even when she thinks they’re looking, unsure if her peripheral vision was deceiving her, she would turn to see that the guy she thought was interested in HER, was actually looking just behind her at the slimmer women in tight jeans, strutting confidently forward with long, flowing blonde hair.


Disappointed, she grits her teeth, and continues her day, feeling just a bit more depressed than she had the previous day, or the day before, or the day before that…

It’s not long before this overweight woman starts to RESENT men.

At night, lonely and lying in bed, she thinks to herself, “These superficial men, with their superficial standards, only interested in these slutty women.  Why don’t they like ME?”

She soon falls asleep, and dreams of a world where all the men she’s ever wanted, FINALLY learn to appreciate HER, instead of all those “slutty, stuck-up girls”.

But these dreams, these hopes, these ambitions quickly fester into a nightmare, one where she is trapped in a cycle of self-hatred, which breeds more loneliness, which breeds more self-hatred, and then more loneliness as she becomes a more wretched and unlikeable person over time—not because SHE is fundamentally unlikeable, but because she has chosen NOT to like herself…

But this nightmare is not just in her head: this is the REAL LIFE she lives everyday.


Men still ignore her, yet DROOL at the sight of the “pretty girls”.

One afternoon, she is leaving a book store, when a handsome guy holds the door open for her.

She smiles, surprised and hopeful, viewing his kindness as a gesture of interest in her.

She says, “Thank you.” In her desperate nervousness, afraid of letting this opportunity go to waste, she blurts out, “Hi, I’m Karen, what’s your name?”

Awkwardly, the guy responds, but immediately after looks past Karen at the “hot chick” behind her, who was trying to exit the book store, too.

As if she no longer existed, the guy ignores Karen and introduces himself to the blonde girl, holding the door open and then trying to chat with her as they walked away, leaving Karen alone.

Karen can hear the cracking sound of her teeth grinding in anger.

This was the last straw.


That night, lying alone in bed, she formulates a plot to murder all those men who ignored her, who never knew how to appreciate HER beauty, who always fell for those slutty, stuck-up women, who always had superficial standards and didn’t know what TRUE beauty was.

She would have…her day of Redemption.

If this sounds familiar to you, then you’ve probably heard about Elliot Rodger.

His sexually-frustrated mass-shooting was sparked by a life of loneliness and self-hatred, where women never seemed to like him, though they didn’t hesitate to throw themselves at the “brutish, obnoxious men” that he despised so much.

What does Elliot Rodger have in common with Karen the overweight girl?

They both are bitter at the world for having superficial dating standards, all while they themselves have superficial dating standards, too.

For Karen, she hated men for only liking the “hot girls”, even though she only wanted to date the “hot guys”.

For Elliot Rodger, he hated women for only liking the “hot guys”, even though he only wanted to date the “hot girls”.

Quite a contradiction, is it not?


You could just imagine if Elliot and Karen had ever crossed paths, that Karen would have HATED Elliot for not “checking her out”, because Elliot was too busy checking out the “hot blonde girls” he desired so much.

If anything, Elliot and Karen would have probably been a perfect match: two self-hating individuals, angry at the world for having superficial standards, all while they themselves had the SAME SUPERFICIAL STANDARDS!

Why would Karen hate men for only liking “the hot girls”, when Karen herself ONLY wanted to date “the hot guys”?

Why would Elliot hate women for only liking “the hot guys”, when Elliot himself ONLY wanted to date “the hot girls?”

This kind of neurotic contradiction, which Elliot seemed entirely unaware of, is at the core of what PROVES the TRUTH about people like Elliot and Karen.

They use the victim mentality of “boo-hoo, why don’t people like me” to justify their laziness in not putting in the work necessary to IMPROVE themselves in order to get laid.

How is it women’s responsibility to lower their standards so that they like Elliot, while Elliot himself wouldn’t lower his standards to date “less attractive girls” – hell, to date a girl just like Karen?


This contradiction is painfully obvious, yet due to the neurotic egotistical web of self-lies that Elliot spun, it was blurred out and hidden behind layers of entitlement and victimhood.

If “the hot girls” Elliot wanted to date were “evil and merciless”, then was Elliot “evil and merciless” because he wasn’t interested in the 60-pound overweight girl in the back of his psychology class?

What about poor Karen?

At the end of the day, people like Elliot Rodger suffer from a condition called “spoiled”: like a 5 year-old who throws a temper-tantrum because mommy didn’t buy him a toy, Elliot Rodger was angry because he didn’t want to put in the effort to do the TRULY hard work of improving his character in order to attract women.

Instead, he wanted the easy way out by “buying sunglasses, dress shirts, and a nice car”, hoping that those INANIMATE OBJECTS would do the attracting FOR him.


But that’s the easy way out: if attracting women was that easy, then no one would have trouble getting laid.

“Hey, all I gotta do is stand around with my sunglasses and shiny car, and women will FUCK ME!!!  YEAH!!!!”

Not really buddy, not really…

So, Elliot, and even a fictitious girl named Karen, are nothing more than spoiled and bitter, and instead of accepting that they can’t (or don’t want to) properly play the competitive game of dating, they create a victim-complex in their minds, where it’s not THEM that have to lose weight, or improve their character to attract others, it’s OTHERS who are evil, and merciless, and stuck up, and obnoxious, and brutish.

I have no pity for Elliot Rodger.

At best, he’s a victim of his own arrogance and ego.


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One thought on “Elliot Rodger, Ugly Girls, & Sex

  1. I like how you explored both genders. I think what also might help guys who can’t get the hot girl is appreciating the idea that girls are innately attracted to guys who are stronger than they are. To the popular, shallow girl, that might mean the guy is either a jerk or is really rich.

    But to an average girl, that might just mean the guy is taller than she is. I’ve noticed that girls who are shorter than I am pay more attention to me. Also, blondes pay more attention to me too (because I have brown hair, and blonde hair is recessive).

    That’s another thing someone who goes on a shooting spree lacks: spiritual awareness. I’m pretty sure girls are more emotional than guys, and you can impress them if you can appreciate their emotions. Pickup artists call this “game”, but I think there’s a more benevolent and less manipulative version of it called “empathy”.

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