The act of taking all of the credit, but none of the blame. Much like Belgian football "trainer" Marc Wilmots.
"It's all thanks to my driving lessons that you got your driver's licence last week, but the fact you ran over six toddlers on their bicycles yesterday is entirely your own fault." "Fuck you man, quit your wilmotsing, you're to blame as well!"
"Wow Linda, this goat cheese salad looks absolutely delicious." "Thanks Demetrius! I made it all by myself!" "But wait Linda, there seems to be a chunk of excrement on my goat's cheese ..." "Oh, that has to be my husband's fault, he bought the cheese." "Fuck you Linda, you're wilmotsing like a motherfucker right now."
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”