I can’t say I care much. Never was a big fan of playboy.
The articles stopped being good in the early 90s. At least the few I read. I was too busy chasing real pussy, or getting my edumacatien in feminist public school to notice.
Although, looking back, it may have been better if I did. I chased, and banged every local girl I could get my hands on. Child support checks, and on marriage later, my hand is looking pretty good to me!
> “Men will stop going to Playboy.com completely. They have other alternatives…”
Indeed. It’s why men bolted when the Good Man Project got “femininized.”
Most men aren’t masochists and don’t like being shamed.
Alas, shame and deceit are the core values of feminism.
> “we were lectured about our responsibilities about the fairness of equal access to education, to work, to be sexually responsive to her, no premature ejaculation, never ever, and cunnilingus was mandatory….We were to be sympathetic, caring, and ever responsive to princess’ emotional needs.”
And all too true.
Hef was esssentially a no-game pussy-beggar. Absent his money and publishing empire, he’d be dating Merry Palmer every night. He was a Pepsi-addicted nerd who built a round bed, surrounding himself with gadgets, to appear cool to babes.