The trick to not fapping to trannies is learning to hate them—which is easy. There’s a lot to hate.
The tranny marks a cowardly retreat from manly responsibility. It lives not for love or glory but only for its own egoistic pleasure. Trannies are dull people with no interests besides plebeian media consumption and sex. You wouldn’t want to date or be friends with one, but you become more like them as you waste time masturbating.
But what’s most hateful about them is their crypto-misogyny. Their performance of femininity is a sex-doll caricature. They see women as mere meat toilets, holes for men to pleasure themselves with, and they imitate this false image. But true women contain a seed of renewal, the potential for reproduction. This is something sacred and beautiful. The tranny blasphemes reproduction. Tranny-sex analogizes the womb to the rectum, giving birth to taking a shit. The symbolism of tranny sex is profoundly nihilistic.
At the end of the day, a tranny is just a hateful petty faggoty failed man. Imagine him putting on makeup and shaving his face. Don’t outsmart yourself, don’t give in to stupid mental illusions, just look at the truth right in front of your eyes and be disgusted.
