There's 3 types of dudes at play here:
1) Redpill / Manosphere / Women Hater's Club - We know these nikkas ALL too well around here.
2) The "Coli Simp" - Dudes who are tired as fukk of reading the bıtching and moaning on a daily basis from Group 1, try to reason with them and show them a better way to deal with broads (mostly just to curb the repetitive, buzz-kill inducing, self-loathing whininess), then get labeled a "simp" by Group 1 for not joining in their pathetic shenanigans.
3) True Simps - Pandering, groveling, "ALL WOMEN BE QUEENZ!" ass nikkas who'd quicker get moist and apologize than check a chick for being outta pocket with her bıtch ass. Higher emotion to logic ratio than the average dude, probably would run back to the cabin "to have a dialogue" with his chick during deer season instead of manning up and taking the shot so all the brehs could feast on venison that night. Will get comforted in the short term by her but once a member of deer camp returns with a kill and a celebratory beer, she will be instantly ready to fukk The Rifleman on some primal shıt despite her cosmopolitan sensitivies. Eventually will disrespect her "True Simp" at any given opportunity only to be rewarded with gifts that gradually get more expensive. That's them 2 nuccas in the video right there.
Now all we need is Sir Richard Attenborough narrating this shıt and we got some gold on our hands!
I'm kicking truth & knowledge despite my light-hearted tone. Best recognize that, jive turkeys!