The sexual drive in the internet era gives a man two choices: A Use soft power to educate and uplift a woman into being the greater partner of a sexual relationship aimed at resisting globalhomo by rearing healthy and mentally jailbroken children, even if that involves having to forgive the petty indignities your woman suffered in her blue-pilled youth just to make the relationship strong. B Be a dopamine-tainted brain-fried porn junkie trying to have a spaced-out series of undignified and frustrated situationships, each doomed to die when the porn novelty wears off. Only with the second option does life have the potential to carry the kinetic energy one was born with forward, like an arrow flying through time trying to find its mark. All Bernd has to do is choose option A and he has made his life potent, rather than dissipating.