I'm unsure if this is the place, but I'd like to offer a more serious take on this tweet. To begin, I agree with many of you that at best, Tate is an obnoxious, insecure charlatan. I also don't necessarily blame feminism or the collective of women (whatever that may mean) for contemporary social ills.
For reference, I'm 30 years old and I've never had a gf, simply because I never tried when I was younger - and it didn't help that I struggled a lot socially due to my ASD. I'm still a bit bothered by my situation, but I'm trying not to let it define me. Part of the reason I still let my streak of singlehood get to me (when I very much shouldn't) is because of the same thing that I personally blame for the rise of Tate, PUAs, and so on.
It's that the media has always conditioned us to overrate romantic love - and sex - is this incredible, sublime thing. For example, if
The Matrix movies are to be believed, love can straight-up resurrect people from the dead. How silly, indeed! So you end up with men and women who overrate love and intimacy as this potential crowning achievement one can have in their lives, when it's not an achievement at all. And that's because you cannot "achieve" something that was never in anybody's control. It's pure RNG, as some gamers would say. When the media (and the society that's influenced by it) shames men for not being in a relationship or having sex, I think other men get needlessly desperate, and look for any way they can to find a woman. I'm pretty sure that no matter what era or corner of the world you examine, many a snake oil salesman has been born from this illusory need for romance - I'd say it's up there with get-rich-quick schemes.
I know true love exists - my parents have been married for 35 years and never fight. When people don't believe the latter part, I'm able to verify it because I live with them - though we plan for me to move out to somewhere else in my county this Fall. But I think how we value true love has been warped and distorted by the media.
When I hear the call of a kookaburra in a film that's not set in Australia, I know that it's just a movie. But when you have almost endless amounts of media - movies, songs, art, stage musicals - that focuses so damn much on this incredibly subjective experience, throughout almost every culture and time period, I can't blame people for being fooled. Especially if they've never experienced it like me. It's easy enough to be deceived by fiction when you don't have reality to prove you wrong.
As a certain character with snazzy shades once said, "Believe in yourself. Not in the you who believes in me. Not the me who believes in you. Believe in you who believes in yourself."
EDIT: And it especially pains me as a car enthusiast to see Tate with such machinery. May his twilight years be spent in squalor, forced to drive a 2014 Mitsubishi Mirage and nothing else.