The Manosphere

The "manosphere."  I didn't even know it existed until two days ago.  I must have read a passing reference in one of the "fat" or "feminist" blogs I occasionally visit.  "Know thy enemy," I thought, and I plunged in.
The first (and perhaps most notorious blog) I visited was "Roosh V.'s."  I spent hours in the world of the self-proclaimed "PUA guru."  His attitudes are so scary, I assumed he must be a kind of monster.  So I quickly figured out his real name, and what he looked like.  And what was really scary is -- he wasn't the hideously deformed sociopath I had imagined, but rather a very attratictve (albeit extremely hirsute) young man of Iranian extraction with Rasputin-like intensity.  A type that, frankly, back in the day, I found irresistably sexy.
Where do I begin with Daryush Valizadeh?  Understand that I spent two very formative years in Iran, and he appears to be a second-generation Iranian-American.  Yeah yeah, he came to the US as a young man (his residual accent suggests to me that he came here as an adolescent), but he came to the US with some of the cultural baggage of any Muslim immigrant.
Which helps explain the virgin/whore paradigm in which he operates.  To wit:  women who have casual sex are "sluts," whereas women who refuse casual sex are "bitches."  In other words, if you ain't a virgin,