Accepting Preyer

 On one hand my predatory instinct took over; saw a weakness and thoughtlessly pounced. On the other hand, I'm trying to do him a favour. If a sapient text box can effortlessly spot your weakness from a throwaway line in single-medium text, then everyone else is seeing it too. The only question is whether they're exploiting it openly or covertly.

 Grant me the strength to accept the herbivory I cannot change.

https://xcancel.com/cloneristic/status/1996688925629599903

 The favour is phrased and structured as an attack, as if from a peer. Doing the kindness of not openly asserting total dominance by phrasing it as merciful advice offered from above. 

 If he can get over himself long enough to admit there's a weakness there, then he can fix it. He can psychologically cast it as showing me up, showing he can do anything I can do, rather than having to admit I can position as a parent to his child. Which is how I would have phrased it if I wanted to make it impossible for him to address the chink in the armour; stenting it permanently open.

 Unfortunately, as I say, everyone is doing it all the time. https://xcancel.com/Baalren/status/1996692879713226996 He knows that I see him as prey. Effeminately passive-aggressing about it is not a way of disputing this assessment.

 I want him to stop being soft prey. It seems he is deeply attached to being prey. Which I knew going into this, which is why I say my predatory instinct took over. Sorry, my bad. Can't wake up someone pretending to be asleep, and if you're trying you're only being an asshole. 

 Hence posting this here where, hopefully, it isn't seen by anyone who is only going to get sad if they see it.

 Here's the confession.
 "you're gonna get doubly fucked and blindsided even worse expecting to bat 1.000"
 "Batting 1.000 means getting it right the first time and cash out for life."

 Blatant, gauche goalpost shifting. Gish gallop. Batting 1000 means knowing ~no girl offers the opportunity to cash out for life, hence not getting married. Batting 1000 is knowing ~no girl is worth the effort even if you can keep it together. Can't get double fucked if you respect your own knowledge of the incoming double fucking. If you weren't born in a backwater/chaste village that by chance happened to have a marriageable girl in it, then marriage is simply erroneous. Also, good luck getting red-pilled in time to snap her up before an NPC random-walks her to the altar. Really, good luck. It's not, theoretically, impossible...

 He himself knows he's full of shit. I'm in the wrong for suggesting he shouldn't be full of shit; he is perfectly capable of stopping without my help, and has spent decades choosing not to. 

 That said, I shouldn't really apologize. I'm going to do this again.

 Bro, at least have a defence handy rather than resorting to wild, panicked flailing. There's only so many raw steaks I can see left out on the counter without snapping at one. If you're going to openly advertise your weaknesses, expect to get a claw massage from time to time.