Commenter Istrice at Zippy’s site levels the following accusation against the manosphere:
…the problem is that the roissysphere stands on the shoulders of giants and claims to feel the soil beneath it’s feet. These nonsense, sloppy terms like solipsism, feminine imperative, team woman, “game” are ideas with no rigor, as imprecise as the dull minds that conjure them up.
Yet all across the roissysphere no single red pill person ever recommends learning the precise terms of the great works of the ages, instead offering a bag of bullsh&t and telling you to read the rantings of a keyboard warrior from DC.
What a hollow existence it is to work oneself into a fey mood inventing tools (which they call game) to climb a mountain only to find the mountain was already home to greater men then they, and could have used tools of higher quality if they had bothered to look.
He doesn’t note which great men or works he feels the manosphere is neglecting. Shakespeare might not be old enough or great enough for him, and perhaps the same is true for Brothers Grim and the Bible. However, I disagree which is why I write about them.
While we might disagree on whether the above works are worthy of discussion, his image of the men of the manosphere climbing a forgotten mountain and rediscovering ancient knowledge to take us out of our feminist Dark Age is quite poetic. I think he may be overdoing it by suggesting that the manosphere is a modern day Renaissance, but either way the compliment in the form of criticism is very much appreciated.