Andrew Tate argues that chaotic economic realities, including failing real estate and stock markets, render political solutions and voting futile. He dismisses reliance on external sympathy or dreams like Bitcoin as delusions that trap individuals in their circumstances. Instead, he insists the only viable path is achieving geographical freedom through online income, securing multiple passports, and joining his "war room" for brotherhood. Ultimately, this emergency meeting asserts that without relentlessly pursuing these specific steps to escape current situations, people will remain doomed by their own inaction. [Automatically generated summary]
So, we're going to talk about the mindset of a professional and what you should be doing in these chaotic, anxiety-inducing, and scary times.
Because in the chaos, is where there is opportunity.
And we're going to tell you how you should be thinking currently.
So, everything is fucked, but I'm here to point out the silver linings because every cloud has one.
So, I'm going to point out all the silver linings that you might be noticing.
Because, as counterintuitive as it may seem, sometimes the worse things get, the better they are.
If you have too many choices or options in your life, it promotes inaction.
It also promotes, no matter how iron your mind, this fantasy of cavalry coming to the rescue.
And the less options you have, the less likely you are to indulge in these self-induced fantasies.
Eventually, you get to a point where things are so bad, where it's so cold, where the stone is so hard that you understand the only way out is through.
And I would like you to look around you, use your perspicacity, and let's point out exactly all the things that are definitely fucked to reduce our options, hopefully, to implore ourselves towards the last remaining options.
When you're trying to find the truth, what you do is eliminate the lies.
As you eliminate the lies, eventually you are left with the truth.
That is the surest way.
So, everyone is complaining to me, saying the economy is cooked.
Real estate ain't making money, stock market ain't making money, crypto ain't making money.
Everything is cooked.
What do I do?
And my answer to you is: well, let's first work out what you don't do.
Because only a year and a half ago, a lot of you had fantasies and dreams, which the universe has quite sharply shocked you out of.
You were sitting around at home with some fantasy of being rescued.
And then all of a sudden, you got a thunderbolt through your fucking balls.
And now you're awake going, shit.
Oh, is it a dream?
Now, I've been yelling at you about these dream worlds for a very long time.
But sometimes you have to feel it to believe it.
You didn't believe me.
So now the world has shown you that just like always, Andrew Tate was right.
And I want to make something clear to you.
A year and a half ago, you had the delusion that there was a political solution to your problems.
So we're going to write down all the things that are definitely not going to happen.
Welcome to Neverland.
The first thing that is never, ever going to happen is a political solution to your problems.
You are not going to vote your way out of this.
Nobody is coming to save you.
Your town is going to get more shit every day until the day you die.
As bad as it is now, don't worry.
Like I said, I'm an expert at finding the silver linings.
Don't worry, it's going to get worse.
Crime will get worse.
Prices will go up.
Women will get fatter, uglier, and more entitled.
Every single thing you can measure, even the traffic, it's all going to get constantly and endlessly worse until it culminates.
The day it's going to end is the day you fucking die.
And it's never going to change no matter who you vote for.
That has just been proven.
Politics is never going to save you.
It's never going to help you.
So there is no political solution.
Sitting at home and going, wow, a voting vote's coming up, an election's coming up.
We can fix this mess with an election.
That's one less thing you have to worry about, friend.
Now, I know you're sitting at home going, why is it good that I can't get a leader who cares about me?
It's good because now you don't have to worry about voting.
We're professionals.
Professionals don't want many choices.
Professionals want to eliminate all the least effective choices and be left with one path, one path to dedicate all of their chi.
Dedicate all of your mental energy, all of your focus, all of your Zen, all of your powers, one path.
And there is never going to be a political solution.
Ever.
Now, once you understand there's never going to be a political solution, that extends out to many other things.
The idea of I'm going to own a home, buy a house, live in this town, all cooked.
Once you understand that politics is basically fucked, that the world is getting smaller and the few places we have left to hide are getting worse.
The next logical extension is, okay, I need to be as adaptable as possible so that I can shake and bake, so that I can move in case things get too bad for me and my family.
You might have a nice life in Tokyo right now.
Why don't you live in Tokyo?
Because you're broke.
Because you're fucking poor.
So this idea that you're going to vote and it's going to be okay, let's get rid of that, shall we?
There's never going to be a political solution to your problems, ever.
Next, something else that's never going to happen is sympathy.
Nobody is ever going to give a shit about your struggle.
If you sit down with a beautiful girl and say, hey, I'd really like to have sex with you.
I'd love to buy you a handbag, but unfortunately right now I'm struggling financially.
So I can't buy you the handbag, but I would if I could.
Will you suck my dick?
Exactly.
Everyone has their own problems.
That girl has her own problems.
She's trying to work out how to live off men because that's what they do.
And you're not prepared to fix her problem.
She needs a dude to leech off of, and you can't be leeched from.
So she has no sympathy for the fact that your willie is hard.
That's it.
She doesn't care.
Other men have their problems.
The president has his problems.
Nobody is ever going to give a fuck about you or your struggles.
And anyone who pretends to is exploiting and using you.
That's it.
Nobody's ever going to care about you ever.
Bang Your Head Against The Wall00:07:30
Keep this in mind.
So we need to remove these things.
White men before the last election were all like, oh, we've been picked on.
And everyone knows we've been picked on.
So they're going to come along and they're going to get rid of DEI and they're going to fix it.
Is your life fixed, white men?
No.
Did the political solution fix anything?
No.
We have to remove all of the fantasy.
If you're trapped in a jail cell and you believe that people might come to rescue you, you're not going to bang your head against the wall trying to break down the concrete.
You're going to sit there waiting for the cavalry to arrive.
But once you hear, once you get the memo that everyone who tried to rescue you is fucking dead, that they died in the attempt, or that you're forgotten about and they've moved on.
The men who you thought were coming to save you decided not to and instead they're fucking your wife and you're stuck alone in the room.
Only then do you contemplate slamming your head against the wall on repeat until your G and force of will breaks concrete.
Only when you have no other choice will you do the hardest of the options.
The only way to survive in this world is geographical freedom with sky money being deposited into your bank from the internet while you travel around everywhere that you believe is safe for you with multiple passports, with important friends inside of the war room so that if you do get arrested, you can have your best possible chance to get out.
That's it.
You have brotherhood in the war room.
You have money in the real world and geographical freedom.
Those are your only chances of escaping that jail cell.
Nobody's coming to save you.
You don't get to vote your way out.
No one's going to feel sorry for you for being in that room.
Never.
And you are never going to have the gumption.
You're never going to have the balls to go up to that brick wall and smash your head over and over and over until the wall collapses unless you finally get it inside of your mind that nobody is coming.
There's no other way out.
You either smash your head against the wall or you stay in there and you fucking die.
That's it.
There's no third option.
I'm not saying that the only way out is easy.
I'm not saying it's easy to break a concrete wall with your head.
I'm not saying it's easy to make money online and have a bunch of money and be a millionaire and travel around the world and do whatever you want.
I'm saying it's the only choice.
It's the only choice.
I know it's hard, but it's that or die.
Everyone keeps emailing me for questions.
What do I do about this?
Get rich, get geographically free.
What do I do about this?
Get rich, get geographically free.
How do I get girls?
Get rich, get geographically free.
What do I do about this?
There's only one answer.
And they say, oh, but it's hard.
I never said it wasn't.
I never said it wasn't hard.
I said it's your only fucking choice.
And the easiest way for you to find the power to take the hard path is for you to accept that everything else you were fucking dreaming of, all of the rest of your cope sitting around going, ah, well, you know, I'm not rich.
I'm not geographically free, but don't worry, I voted for all of that is holding you back.
It's holding you back.
The cope has got to go.
It's done.
It is done.
Prices are going to go up.
Fuel is going to run out.
Crime is going to go up.
It is done.
It is down to you to accept that.
Accept the brutal realities and take action.
And there is only one answer.
Join the real world, make money online, then join the war room so you have a brotherhood and live geographically free.
That's it.
So the silver lining to this chaos that we're currently in globally is that it is plucking and removing the options one by one.
And you have to be man enough to sit there in your jail cell and hear all the bad news and say good.
Because when I'm in the jail cell, my lawyer might get me out.
My friends may came to rescue me.
There might be a hurricane or a tornado that destroys the jail and I can walk home.
I've got all these different options.
I'm chilling.
And then I get a report.
All your friends died.
The one that was left gave up on you.
He's fucking your wife.
Cool.
Well, I've got my lawyer or a tornado, so I'll just chill.
Your lawyer quit, said it's impossible.
Okay, fine.
Well, the tornado might come and then I get the final memo.
No, the tornado's not coming.
It's actually fantastic weather.
It's nice and sunny outside.
Our tornado is never going to come.
Now, I sit there and go, okay, well, I guess I have to bang my head against this wall until I get the fuck out of here then, don't I?
I have to be stubborn and persistent and indefatigable enough to bang my head against this wall until I get out.
That's the only choice.
I want to make money online, but it's hard.
Bang your head against the wall.
Oh, but I've tried.
Try again.
Go.
Attack over and over and over and over until the wall itself, until the laws of physics bend, until the universe gives in.
It's your will against the will of the universe.
It's you against the laws of physics.
It's you against the cosmos.
It's you against the simulation.
It's you against everything that's containing you.
It's you, your head and your stubbornness.
That's all you've got.
No one else is coming.
All your other fucking dreams are being rescued from that room.
Don't exist.
They are holding you back.
They are cope.
They are the reason you don't try.
You don't try because you believe the salvation is coming from somewhere else.
It's never going to come.
You're going to die in there alone.
Nobody is ever going to ever save you.
And when you come to these realizations, it's the best feeling in the world when you sit in jail and you get told that all your hope is dying.
All of your cope is being decimated.
You sit there and you're like, good, good.
All of my dreams are being destroyed.
Good, good.
Leave me with one option.
Leave me with one way out, which is fucking war.
Leave me with one way out, which is pain and suffering.
Leave me with one way.
Leave me with one way.
That's what I want.
Because if I'm banging my head and I start to bleed and I know that the lawyer might get me out, I'm going to stop banging my head.
If I'm banging my head and I know a tornado might come, I'm going to stop to rest and let my head heal, you know, because it hurts.
But when I know there's no other fucking choice, I haven't got time to bleed.
That's the beauty of the world we're currently in, gentlemen.
Everything is fucked.
Get Rid Of All Hope00:02:23
All of your dreams are gone.
All of your hope for Bitcoin for the next four to five years is fucked.
Your hope for real estate is fucked.
The stock market is fucked.
The politics are fucked.
The job market is fucked.
Your wife has already been fucked by someone else.
It's all fucked.
It's you in your mind.
You deciding you are here to win.
That's it.
And some of you are going to break out.
And most of you are going to fucking die in there.
And when you ask the man who escaped how he got out, he's going to say, I didn't quit.
I started banging my head.
And no matter how hard it was or how demotivated I became, I continued banging my head and I didn't fucking quit.
And everyone will be saying, no, no, what's the secret?
What's the trick?
Because I banged my head too, but I'm still trapped in here.
Yeah, but you stopped.
You quit.
You gave in.
You believed in a dream.
You believed.
I didn't believe in anything.
I lost all my hope.
I lost all my hope in anything and everything.
The only thing I knew I could rely on was me.
And that's how I fucking won.
The world around you is pointing out to you something which is pertinently obvious.
You, my friend, are in the worst position economically, financially, from a judicial, education, medical, nearly every standpoint.
You're in the worst position that modern man has been in in nearly 30 long years.
Nothing you vote is going to change anything.
No matter who you vote for, it's never going to change.
You might end up drafted and dying in a fucking ditch, bro.
And you're telling me that you're not going to try and get rich?
The only answer is money and geographical freedom.
Get rid of all your hope because I promise you, absolutely nobody is ever going To come and save