In seeking masculine companionship, or in accepting non-intimate relations with a woman  the man and his fellow, as with the hero and his fellow-fighter or the hero and the shaman, seek a purely spiritual bond that is forged in the face of a commonly understood pursuit.
In the case of two men fighting an enemy together we have the simplest example.
Then there is the case of the young fighter going into the ring where the old fighter had been before.
Thirdly, there is the rare case of the female observer who actually understands the trials the man is facing and appreciates his efforts on her behalf, on behalf of the company, the tribe, the race, the nation, or simply on the behalf of any person who succeeds through suffering. Nursing in modern warfare is a surviving niche for this ancient impulse.
Modernity is an advanced state of technological civilization in which man is thrice removed from the trials of life: he does not seek, does not hunt, does not fight, but engages in tasks previously reserved for women and is now at their spiritual mercy. Modernity therefore favors the feminine holistically, with an all encompassing drive to feminize the male.
The Vile Root is an ongoing exploration of masculine negation offered as a resource to the reader of the Masculine Axis. Men have often claimed that it was they who built civilization and that women are their cultivated version of a wild seed. It is not so. Some men have duplicitously engineered civilization to domesticate most men, using women alternately as hostages and purveyors of the system.
The primary tool a woman uses to domesticate, neuter, denature, emasculate a man, is a tactic called invalidation. Invalidation is the means by which womankind engage in the spiritual mutilation of their children, their men and their fellow women. Women are so addicted to the mechanics of impulsive invalidation that they continuously mutilate themselves in their own mind’s eye. Most women that employ invalidation techniques to hollow and then crush the persons in their life circle do not even realize what they do and cannot qualify the process.
As a teenager, my friends and I noticed that as soon as a youth began dating woman he left the group, ignored all of his old friends and wed himself to her, keeping her exclusive company. He stopped playing contact sports, stopped taking all risks, cared no more for the approval of his mates other than the jealousy of virgins for his mated status. This is less so now than it was in my youth, largely because society in general has taken up the woman’s divisive whip. One may now be emasculated by a woman you do not know—by some bitch on TV, by some feminized sissy in the locker room at the YMCA, by a coworker.
It is enough to state that in terms of the larger society the civilized woman has only three purposes:
1. to bring forth young,
2. to invalidate those tiny souls so that they will become self-policing gears in the social engine,
3. and to invalidate those men and aspiring men in their own mind’s eye, to snatch away the life of a race by blowing out the heroic flame in a man’s soul and planting in its stead the vile root of self-doubt that shall curse him in his every endeavor.
It is important to remember, that even if you consider yourself a civilized man and a defender of civilization, that civilization itself yearns for your destruction, has a driving thirst to evaporate your masculine identity. All that is necessary for a civilization to fall is for it to succeed in denaturing its men, for the men who protect civilization to permit its weak, its meek, its simpering its seductive to drain them of their barbaric impulses, for the irony of every civilization is that it can only stand up against itself and its assailants through the intercession of barbarian hands. A civilization rises on the shoulders of the very men it rejects and then crumbles in their absence.
1. Cultures with habitually poor martial legacies and weak sissy men prohibit platonic friendship between men and women. I believe this is done for the purpose of domesticating the mind, of depriving the man or youth of healthy, no strings attached admiration. This hero-cultivating relationship was provided to a limited degree [it can never by widespread, really] via the tradition of unconsummated courtly love, in the High Middle Ages in which a knight would fight purely for a single woman’s admiration. This was a later stylist remnant of something that had existed earlier in The West, was probably always thin on the ground and is currently extinct.