Their core belief is not having any beliefs, just whatever gets them closer to their goal, namely, pussy.

They only care about the security they get through submission to authority, as the male always figures his allegiance to whatever/whoever he’s pledged himself to guarantees him the ability to reproduce eventually. If he didn’t believe this, he wouldn’t do it at all.
The authority these men want most is a sexy underaged mommydom dedicated to the task of draining him of his cum (the malfoid), which would be his most optimal path to reproduction. No middleman, quite literally. Since these unicorns hardly ever appear in reality, and leave the common man desperate and wanting, anyone and anything can hijack the male submission drive and completely obliterate whatever “beliefs” he previously purported to have. Charlatans plunder his wallet, capitalists plunder his labor, fags plunder his butt, Etc.

The male is like a little sperm swimming steadfast into darkness, using the programming that propels it towards the egg, despite the fact it’s is in another man’s intestines, or a monitor lizard, or a hole in a couch cushion.