The top 10 words you need to use to describe the left

The one thing the Left/cultural marxists do well is use words (they rarely are able to back it up with actions so they have to get good at something) and the alt right would do well to combat them on their own grounds, because it is very easy to trip them up.  I present to you the seven words you should use more to describe the left, all begin with ‘D’ often because the latin prefix ‘de’ means anti/reverse/down which is perfect for them.

10: Deranged

{insane}

“The radical left has become so deranged even some normal people are starting to see it.”

Sounds like someone in a mental institute, a great association.

 

9: Damaged

{to reduce the value of}

“The average social justice warrior has a mind that is severely damaged.”

This word has the advantage nearly everyone know it but carries a subtle negative connotation with it.

 

8: Degrade

{to reduce quality}

“There are few things one can point to that has not been degraded when in contact with cultural marxism.”

People are familiar with things degrading, their cars etc.

 

7: Deceitful

{Misleading/Fraudulent}

“Their deceitful ideology would have you believe that the left actually cares about blacks when they use them only as useful idiots.”

People hate liars.

 

6.  Defile

{the make impure, to violate}

“Art has been defiled to the point that this aspect of culture is now reduced to a joke.”

Sounds like a virgin being raped, perfect for their rape hysterics.

 

The top 5 are a bit more advanced but are more effective because using them demonstrates a superior intellect that is stomping them on their on game.

5. Deleterious

{Causing harm}

“The deleterious effects feminism has caused on male/female dynamics has ruined interpersonal relationships for a long time.”

This word is beyond most, but the word ‘delete’ most know, so the implication that the concept should be ‘deleted’ is a good thing to use.

4: Defective

{Not working}

“Black lives matter was a defective movement from the beginning.”

Great because defective sounds like some little toy you would throw away.

3. Devolutionary

{To de-evole}

“The devolutionary effects of feminism are impossible to ignore.”

This one is highly effective because the left clings to evolution as a superior ‘got you’ kind of idea, and this is a perfect subversion of it.

2. Deprave

(corrupt, to make worse)

“Their moral depravity knows no bounds and will not stop until everything is corrupted.”

Deprave sounds like ‘crazy’ to most people, a great association.

1.Degenerate

{having lost the physical, mental, or moral qualities considered normal and desirable; showing evidence of decline}

“The degenerates around us are often no better than parasites bleeding a host they can hardly comprehend beyond a source of sustenance.”

This is the number one word you should use, it is on the verge of understanding of most people and carries the subtle implication of a young, out of control youth, strung out of drugs or something.  Also the root word of ‘generate’ meaning to make, to they are ‘anti making’ which is appropriate.  This word just carries such a negative but subtle connotation it is perfect.

 

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Religion/Christianity as a supposed counter to cultural Marxism

I rail on liberalism a lot, with their endless faggot love and femcunt worship, but understand I am under no delusion the absolute damaging nature of organized religion. Organized Religion is so bad, and fundamentally against our natures, I might be so bold as to say if you were to remove Christianity from existence the faggot-love and feminism would disappear shortly after. Of course the whole ‘nonprofit’ Industrial complex first created by the churches was clung onto by increasing hyper-liberal institutions that are bleeding this country dry.

The first thing to absolve yourself of is the illusion – perpetuated by both unknowing republicans, ultimately cultural Marxists – is that Christianity is some sort of bastion against the tide of degeneracy. Its not. One need only look at their actions to see the church as one of the largest perpetrators of sodomization. If we discount those ‘few bad apples’ (imagine the endless media time some ‘hate group’ would get if its leader was found doing the exact same thing those poor priests are) we are still left with the fact it is a slave religion that does not encourage thinking.

Slave traits like humility, turn the other cheek, not desiring anything, etc are encouraged as virtues, while things like strength are demonized. Does a religion that promotes weakness really have what it takes to stop liberal degeneracy? Further it literally promotes the cessation of critical thought, making it wrong to ‘question god’. So we are left with a combination of weakness and not questioning, how the hell can you even begin to stop or defend against anything when you are the antithesis of an iconoclast?

Churches have now become big business buoyed by what they claim to hate: government largess, of which if their non-profit status was revoked many would crash within a year. However, you have this massive mega churches that are in the business dumbing down and converting as many as they can to their infection.

Religion is just another institution that is a massive parasite on our rapidly dying country. It is a useless paradigm not unlike feminism, or anything else that is victim-based, crying about how much they get mistreated by raking in cash hand over fist. Like feminism discouraging critical thought and being entirely emotion based, religion is no different, when confronted by facts the mind shuts down and goes into a defensive mode of ‘self evidence’ which is often simply self-referential and circular.

So no, I not only think people are wrong who think religion is somehow going to save us from the decline, I am firmly convinced it is a major source of our problems, slave-victims in name only.

The End

I have not written in a while, but I have also been giving this some thought for a while.  When I created this blog it was in a purpose that I was after truth, and that I would share my experience with others, and perhaps come to some mutual truths.  Also a large part of it was cathartic in nature, raging at the injustice males find our selves in, and the uphill battle we endlessly face.

For the catharsis, it has been mostly successful, I was a much more angry man about a year and a half ago than now, not to say I have lost the ardor of injustice we bear, but that I simple yelled, strut and fret my hour upon the stage. ‘And then is heard no more: it is a tale. Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.’

A dark truth I realized, was blogging is not an effective medium for truth, in fact it is similar to other ‘social media’ meaning utterly useless because it is co-opted into ego gratification.

Blogging for the most part is a huge circle jerk / dick suck.

It really is.

A major problem is the medium, to stay ‘relevant’ you must constantly have new/novelty and you must direct traffic.  The first leads to shit posts and/or repetitions.  The 2nd leads to the debasement of any quality of medium.  You have people ‘liking’ your posts who you never see again, and just want a counter ‘like’, you have people follow you (who follow thousands) who just want a follow, you have 1 word commentors who want a comment back etc.  Ultimately it also devolves into this ‘well heres what I say today!  lets go see what a,b,c say today,’ and it turns into this little circle of mutual dick sucking.  Truth has long since expired as the purpose, and regardless of stated intentions, it becomes about ego gratification, hoping people ‘like’ you, and you’ll jack off a few people along the way as long as you yourself get it in return.

I really admired a guy who had a blog ‘solve my girl problems’ he got to the point, had inspiring posts, etc.  But he kind of fell into the trap a lot do where your posts get less relevant, more repetitious, you start caring about image instead of purpose etc.  I think he realized that and folded up.  For that reason I view him with more respect than so-called big names like ‘cheateau hertiste’ and ‘rationale male’ both who I used to like, but it really becomes an endless ‘same old shit’ syndrome.

CH is really bad, being the big shot, his comments demonstrate the endless dick suck blogging at its heart is, you have the placaters who dote on every article, you have the one-worders who just want traffic, you have the females fishing for attention (and talk about fucking irony!  those males are supposed to ‘get it’ yet they fall into the traps the girls lay for them.  ‘OMG!  a girl I must respond maybe she will suck my dick!), you have the decent posters who eventually realize the medium is shit and stop posting and move on, etc.

Another major problem is girls ‘win’ on blogging in general, you have a lot of so-called females who post whatever, and really the quality doesnt matter, I have seen greater quality at far less successful blogs such as Emperor Lubu’s.  If I was going for pure success (and perhaps my utilitarian mind should have considered it) I should have be Erudite Princess or something (quick aside, I actually had some blogger named Erudite Princess contact me a few months ago!) because I’d have far more success as a ‘novel’ female bitching about the exact same things.

For example, another thing looking back I had a huge problem with was the blogger ‘Judgy Bitch’ she has actually risen to pretty prominent ‘success’, oh she is so ‘novel’ a girl who ‘gets it’.  Whatever.  I actually was friends with her early, we both started about the same time, I was one of her few early commentators (can check if my claims need validation).  For months we languished in obscurity together, like all my original blog friends I asked if she wanted to exchange blog rolls, and she said yes like everyone else.  Well her link went up here, and wth…why isnt mine on hers?  I asked her about it ‘oh ill get it up’.  Ok.  Long story short, months later and a few reminders and it never happened.  After a while you just have to realize people lie and are not someone you can count on.  She let success get to her, and in the process forgot the ‘little people’ who started with her.  I hate her now, we started together and because success found her, freely cast those around her to the side.

The major prolem is like much of life, quality does not equal success.  As mentioned a lot of the people on my blog roll write some pretty good things, and they have very little readership.  Then you have these others (typically girls) who post pictures of their day and have 100 comments per picture, the fact such behavior is rewarded is disturbing.

Because I am not on twitter, facebook etc, I never will be successful, that is the reality.  Why do you think CH etc has a twitter feed?  It is to keep our ADD society addicted to little blips of attention.

I am actually near 200 posts, I may or may not continue, but the lack of comments on the last couple of long posts make it seem less likely.  At this point I write only to help others, as the purpose of what I did for myself has been accomplished.  I have left old illusions behind, and healed past wounds.  If I am not helping others there is no reason to continue.

Anyway, any of my readers that have been loyal, but not commented, I hope my blog has been useful to you.  This is not the official end necessairly, but if it is, thanks for reading and I hope it helped.

A punch is just a punch, a girl is just a girl

“Before I learned the art, a punch was just a punch, and a kick, just a kick.
After I learned the art, a punch was no longer a punch, a kick, no longer a kick.
Now that I understand the art, a punch is just a punch and a kick is just a kick.”
— Bruce Lee

I was talking to a friend of mine about girls (a practice I HIGHLY recommend, because regardless of if it seems ‘gay’ you learn so much by sharing your wins and losses – afterall this is how girls become so high level) and I mentioned to him I am not really angry at women anymore.  Which I freely admit I was, simply look at the early posts here.

Prior to my awakening, a girl was ‘just a girl’, kind of dumb, kind of complicated but kind of simple, vain, I could be friends with her without ruining chances of a relationship, generally flaky, find one you like and get married and live happily ever after.  They were mysterious as they were simple, they liked things like flowers and gifts (and a ‘real man’ would buy them these!) yet were mysterious as to why they liked those badboy types on occasion.  Oh well, they were just misguided is all, they wanted a real knight in their life. I would be that knight, dutifully waiting for them to come to their senses.  It was so sweet.

Then…

Birth by fire

My delusions of love, of commitment, of everything related to girls was used, abused, and I was left a substantial emotional wreck for about 6 months, and a mild wreck for about a year after that.  I had done ‘everything’ right and I was fucked up for it.  How was this fair, how was this right?  What did I do wrong!?

‘What the fuck happened!?’ I asked myself every day, every minute at times.  It really was this bad, it was this obsession because I was hurt so bad.  Was I not a good enough guy?  Maybe if I just acted nicer…maybe I just needed to ‘man up’, maybe I just needed to accept her and her treacherous slut ways.  Wouldnt that be the ‘knight’ thing to do?  It was so bad, there were times I was ready to move out with this girl, to play second fiddle while she finished lawyer school, I would get a job at a coffee house, it would be hard, but I would be with her, it would be so perfect.  Yes, I had these disgusting thoughts.

I am very fortunate I was raised to be critical by my dad, and to not accept conventional wisdom.  I dove into anything I could find about ‘what the fuck happened’, I came across a BPD board (borderline personality disorder) and …this is what this girl was like!  The push pull, telling me how much she wanted me, how much she loved sex, how much we were going to do sexually, how she couldnt wait to see me…and week after week, holiday after holiday passed, and nothing.  The push/pull was endlessly addicting, and thats why BPD people fuck up others so bad.  You get the strength to walk away during the push phase, of them being mean, only to suddenly ‘sorry, I had a really bad day, I cant wait to see you again.  I was imagining of going down on your last night…im such a bad girl arent i?’

Anyway, so I found this bpd board, people going through similar situations, and in a lot of cases way worse than me.  Losing houses, getting divorced after 10 years, all their wealth split and confiscated, it was mind blowing to me.  Weren’t girls supposed to be the ‘good’ ones?  Werent guys just ‘evil rapists’?  What the fuck was happening in this world where all these nice guys were playing by the rules…and losing!?  Utterly losing! They were getting raped by their girl, and society writ-large.  Wheels started turning.  Maybe not everything was as it seemed.

The term bpd actually got me into the ‘manosphere’ because it seems nearly every guy who came here actually had run ins with bpd girls whether they realized it or not.  I of course was looking up bpd stuff, but then came across key sites like ‘solvemygirlproblems’ ‘chateau hertiste’ and ‘rationale male’ all of which touch on bpd.  Hmm, what is this, calling girls trite little manipulative sluts?  Well thats not very nice of them, hmm, but this is pretty accurate what they are saying.  That girls will rock your shit unless you are completely dialed.  That ‘love’ does not really exist in any meaningful fashion because a girl will leave you for someone better if the opportunity is there.  Well damn…that sure seemed right to me.

I dove HEAD FIRST into this shit.  I read all the archives, I checked new posts religiously. Obviously they were hard into the PUA lifestyle, but damn if they werent right about a lot.  ‘Living for myself’?  Be a real man and the girls will actually like you better?  Nice guys really do finish last?

It was mind blowing.  I was swallowing the pile and saw that the world really was around me.

I was entering the ‘a girl was no longer a girl’ phase where I had been at for about the last year or more.  These little sluts…they would ride the cock from 18 to 30 then settle down for a ‘nice guy’ who was spurned for his whole life and now only wanted for his money and not judging her on failing fertility and sinking looks.  Woah, this goes back to those bpd males, they were the nice guys who got rocked by these whores!!!  ‘Single moms’ were thought to be heroes, not because they were, but because it was part of feminist protocol where a ‘real man’ would take her used ass.  ‘Rape’ gave women the power to have sex freely but blame the man if she regretted it. There was the emerging pattern of girls under about 25 being insanely slutty and hoped from guy to guy, only to 30+ want to ‘settle down’ and was done with the ‘experimenting’ stage of her life, and it made sense why – alpha fucks and beta bucks!

I understood things, things were connecting!

I even put things into practice, ‘no way this shit actually works, but ill try it’  I was dismissive, aggressive, standoffish, not ‘friends’ with girls.  I made fun of them, I embraced saying ‘inappropriate’ things, I only had conversation related to sex with girls.  What the fuck…all these girls want me now?  There was a period where within a week I could have done an 18 year old and done a 40 year old, I am glad neither happened, but it was basically on until I pushed them off.  Hookups came easily.  I remember walking away from one girl trying to get me off telling her ‘this wasnt working’ and never seeing her again, wow, what a badass I had become!

In my mind there was all these connections, all these little signs.  A girl could say this, or I say that which would lead to these predictable outcomes.  I had my shit dialed, I had one girl sending me naked pics WHILE she had a boyfriend.

Body language, tone, word choice, all this shit mattered, and was very important.  In general silence and distance was generally the right choice, with occasional bursts of sex-charged flirts and jokes.  It defied logic, but not talking to girls made them want me even more.  I even had tacit admitting to this by some girls text something like ‘you know when you ignore me it makes me want you even more’

I was this cold, cocky badass on the outside, but on the inside I was full of anger, of rage.  These fucking feminists!  Every new article from jizbelle and every fucking feminist argument was so clearly wrong, what the fuck was wrong with these people believing it?  I wanted to slap the shit out of every girl I saw – but realized the white knight society that would take me down in a heart beat.  Fools, didn’t they know the real enemy!?

I saw the game, I was winning the game!  I had anger no one else understood it…but whatever at least I understood unlike everyone else barring this small online niche.  I had this friend who is with this ugly ass girl who locks his life down, and he was telling me ‘girl advice’ I would laugh in his face, because he was in the old mindset that ‘girlfriend = winner single=loser’ oblivious to that his life was controlled by her, and I could have sex with girls just as easily (easier in fact since she controlled the flow)

But things started changing.  I had this blinding light, this anger that burned away all delusion, and do not misunderstand, I am not going to say anger was bad, it was so critical to my growth, but eventually it was like ‘why I am still angry’?  I understood the game.  I could rage all I wanted, but it changed nothing.  All that was productive was to share my experiences with those that would listen (like how I first became aware) and to the end I have succeeded at I know at least two guys in real life I had woken up to ‘the score’ we face.  Our feminist society will kill itself, so that will ultimately fail.  And my endless anger was hurting myself, I was scarring my heart, maybe raising my blood pressure.

I started blogging mainly to express my rage.  If I did not fight feminism, I was complacent in it.  It was great, I could write and write about the fucked up reality of females in our current society.  I found out people who came from different backgrounds and we’re FINDING THE SAME THING.  It was a collection of divergent thinkers, and we were arriving at the same conclusions, not this force-fed ‘knowledge’ society tells us about how bad it is to be a male and how sorry you should be about that.

For a while, my anger actually increased.  We were outgunned, but we had facts and reality on our side.  I would not give up until feminism had been taken down.

But…somewhere within the last 6-9 months my rage and anger had changed to understanding.  Not at once certainly, there were times I thought I didn’t know what the fuck was happening, or that my anger came back, these fucking feminists!!! But the catharsis slowly continued on.

My friend for example would never get it until his girl left him, until then I would just gingerly smile about his ‘advice’, girls would cry about the wage gap – maybe I would even tell them a fact or two, but in the end these people were lost, simply smile I knew the matrix and they did not.

I met some great people, guys from the army, guys from other countries, all these interesting, varied experiences, but we all were coming to similar conclusions.  Those who sought answers would find the truth, and it didnt matter the background except being fucked up by a girl or largely unsuccessful with girls and wondering why.

I feel it important to add at this point a short blurb about females, early on I was surprised to see girls in the manosphere, apparently ‘friendly’ to the cause.  I was like ‘oh yeah, it is self evident of course they would help!’  I am not going to go into details here, but suffice to say I view girls in the manosphere more of ‘enemies of my enemies’ rather than allies.  They have their own ego-driven agendas I have come to realize, that is fine, but it simply needs to be understood.  Girls are attracted to the manosphere because of the attention they are given among other reasons, (as a quick aside, I find it very ironic the men who susposedly ‘get it’ but still give in to female attention whoring on blogs, CH’s comments are the worst in this regard) but again at its root understand they are temporarily ‘allies’ much like Russia was during ww2.

Anyway, perhaps you might see a bit of change just in that last paragraph, normally I might be like ‘those fucking traitorous spies!  Fuck them!!!’  But its like…that is how they are.  I understand that.  It would be like being mad at gravity for being heavy – its just the way it is.  Girls are using us, and we can use them to show not every girl falls for feminism.

I slowly understood girls were simple.  Dating was simple.  There were rules you had to be aware of, completely different then conventionally taught to us, but they were there.  Girls liked things like power, status, aggression, anger, they liked being mistreated because it was drama to them, they liked talking shit, they liked trying to get a rise out of you.  I didn’t make these rules, I just came to understand them.  Gravity was heavy, I didnt make the rule, I just had to understand the rule.

I came to understand the game was rigged against males.  The prize was often not worth the hunt.  American girls by and large were obese, bitchy and self-entitled.  It is easy to rationalize not bothering with them – the whole MGTOW movement.  Regardless, I came to understand the ‘machine gunner’ approach to girls vs the ‘sniper’ because a single girl as the object of affection will ruin you.  I could be back to square one after years of growth.

I realized I could not spill my heart out to girls.  The more emotional I was, the more they disliked me.  I had to be the hard, stoic badass.  Well fine, I wanted to be that anyway.  Society had been the one to lie and say females wanted ’emotional males’.

Nothing was complicated anymore.  People say ‘girls are confusing/mysterious’ and I think, not in the slightest.  You simply need to change how you view things, you are judging by the wrong metric.  When a 24 year old girl divorces her ‘perfect’ husband everyone is confused, I’m not, she is still desirable and found some other better guy.  I see guys hugging their girls in public and only think ‘that is shortening your time with her’, his misplaced protective instincts were making him look more pathetic.  Girls gave me little beyond sex.  Guys were smarter, more loyal and could have real conversations.  Girls conversations were either to be non-existent or sexual charged, those were the new rules I was to except.  I would assume dominating body posture, I would watch hers for signs of interest, and change pace when hers faltered.  Most importantly I lived for me, not just for slamming some broad out, and it freed me from all the stupid obligations like wasting money on her when it did not to improve my chances.

EVERY girl I hooked up with beyond the first that started this whole thing…I didnt spend any money on, not a dime.  My former self would have never understood this, or thought the girls I was with were ‘just the shallow ones’.

But I understood.  All the rules, all the little games, the body language, the texts, it was complicated if you wanted it to be, but it was ultimately so simple.  You had to play the right way if you wanted to win.  If you did not want to play that was fine as well.  But I knew, I had synthesized all the information and experience from my life.  I had been playing the wrong game, or perhaps I had been playing the right game by the wrong rules, rules society purposely mis-feeds guys.  It was simple, I knew the rules now.  Confirmed by others and my own experience. I knew how things worked.

I had no reason to be mad anymore.

Afterall, a girl is just a girl.

 

Live for yourself (MGTOW)…dont be a PUA

A scene of a mgtow, a pua would never

One thing I want to include off the bat, is it is interesting that a lot of the noveau-pua do not even call themselves pua, and pretend they are something different, I am talking about nearly every pickup blog that are proclaimed MGTOWs, heartitse and his ilk.  Do they have great information that will help you get women?  Without a doubt…but that is all it really is, something to feed an endless sexual addiction.

What is also interesting is that there is a VERY large hatred for MGTOW guys in this blogsphere, and if you think about it this hatred likely stems from subconscious inklings they either know we are right, or feel guilty they are not as discplined.  Consider this as evidence:  for all intents they SHOULD NOT CARE WE ARE ALIVE after all we both agree women are conniving bitches, that ‘confidence’ will get you laid, to not act like a chump, to not grovel, so in this regard we agree.  Further, a lot of MGTOWs either completely pull out of the dating market, or partial pull out (the pull out method!) and for this reason alone the pua type should have no hatred because we are not even in competition with them!

Ahh…but wait…are we in competition?  Think about this carefully, and the hatred for mgtow out of them all starts to make sense.  For ‘not caring about women’ don’t puas – and remember I am talking about both old pua and the new pua that are the same general idea just dont call themselves that- dont these puas spend a LOT OF FUCKING TIME doing things to impress these girls they routinely shit on?  They talk about ‘maximizing dominance’ and ‘raising testosterone’ and developing a ‘social style’ for what?  Just to have some girls to fuck!  They are slaves to the very thing they hate, and they can not see their own hypocrisy, they are as bad as the women they routinely bash.

Here is a way we are in competition, imagine a job setting, you have a real pua and a real mgtow, they each possess at least some level of social competence.  The pua is going to be coming with style, and flirting etc…because he is a slave to his own sexual desire and is not even honest with himself.  He combs his hair for ‘social dominance’ not linking it to just hoping some girl will take his dick.  The mgtow is not, he does not give a shit.  He does not GIVE A FUCK if that dumb whore at his work even notices him.  Why?  Because he lives for himself.

So at the office the girl is going to be getting lines from the pua like ‘you have a good face for bangs’ and the mgtow is not going to say anything. But you know what, there is beyond a 0% chance this girl becomes intrigued, why isn’t this guy like all the rest?  She may even try flirting with him, and he will merely look at her with a ‘wtf are you doing?’ face and go back to whatever.  Now the weekend is coming. pua: ‘I can tell by your athletic breasts you stay busy during the weekend, how about you come with me to john’s bar?’ Now, here I fully grant some girls will say yes.  But some wont, some might go ask the quiet guy who just doesnt seem to care she is alive ‘hey, me and some friends are going out, do you want to come?’ mgtow ‘no (for added style he could just end it here) I am writing/rock climbing/ riding/ etc this weekend, bye.’

Because here is the irony…pua claim and claim ‘dont give a shit about the girl’ so they act like it…but they dont believe it.  They can de-humanize the girl as much as they want into a walking pussy..but they like that pussy, so they need the girl.  They are merely pretending they dont like her, because at its root they like at least one part of her.  The MGTOW truly does not care, he does not have to ‘tell’ her this through negs or anything either.  He doesnt need her for intellectual stimulation, and does not need her pussy, therefore she is useless to him, a true uselessness unlike the pua ‘claimed’ uselessness.

Who is the more ‘real’ person here, the guy claiming he is learning social dominance and hoops through all these hoops JUST TO GET A FUCK, or the guy who does not try to impress anyone and lives the life he wants?  The guy more interested in having a build physique so he can attract girls or the guy who trains so he has strength for his own pursuits?  The guy who reads ‘how to fuck a women in 1 hour’ pretending sex is not really his only measure of success, or the guy reading history or philosophy to see where we have come from?

I have heard the claim (most often leveled at men right activists – MRA) that ‘mgtow are just one girl/one blowjob/one sex away from being a pua’  I think this claim has some validity actually, but only for those guys that are not really mgtow, that they fell into the movement for the wrong reasons.

The few times I used my new found pua skillz to go hook up with girls it was…painfully easy, but you know what?  I literally felt worse.  I remember one girl who I had sex with for 4 hours, and man could she suck a mean one, after I left I was outside looking up at the sky and thinking ‘what the fuck am I doing with my life?’  A lot of people live lives of quiet desperation, and often this never surfaces beyond subtle cues in the brain, mainly because it is drugged into submission through drinking, sex etc.  I am going to say it bluntly, in about 99% of times ‘social drinking’ is merely a fucked up social convention to universally hide everyone’s collective pain of misled lives.

Our lives are transient, so we want to convince ourselves there was some point or something mattered, it is so pitiful that a notch count is what guys go for – all the while claiming ‘its not what I really want’.  Pitiful, but pathetic.

In retrospect it is obvious why puas would hate mgtow so much.  MGTOW represent something the pua can never become – a real man.  Someone that lives for his own purpose, not a purpose ultimately tied to fucking a girl.

If barbie was a ‘real 19 year old’

I saw this side bar while I was reading up on some Thus Spoke Zarathustra (A book Everyone should read, like the sub title says) and before I even clicked it I was thinking ‘well here comes some feminists bullshit saying how fake barbie was, and how much better realistic barbie is’.

I wouldnt touch that fat bitch

http://community.sparknotes.com/2013/07/03/artist-creates-barbie-with-average-measurements-we-approve

 

Allow me to pull a few quotes out of the article:

Average Barbie (Arbie?) is shorter and thicker than regular ol’ Barbie. Granted, Arbie retains the same athletic build, absence of belly button, Jersey Shore tan, and unnatural bleach blondness. And Arbie is still obscenely pretty, with her Barbie doll good looks and permanent makeup and whatnot. Still, we cannot help but appreciate this makeover.

Ok, stop there for a moment…why exactly would ANYONE ‘appreciate’ someone getting fatter and uglier…hmm, I wonder if this is a feminist writing….*scrolls to find author name* ahh a Valerie Burn.  It ALL makes sense now.

Then the article, which was supposed to be about fat barbie goes on an ego-assuaging mission by the author: Personally, I struggled for years with my body image, and did some questionable things to lose weight/fit into a certain size/be “attractive” to boys. And I still have days where I call myself fat or ugly

What I like about this, is that attractive was put in quotes, as if in her older (and fatter) wisdom doing things to be ‘attractive’ was the height of some foolishness.  Its only the single most important factor guys use to decide to pursue you…but I digress.

The author includes a link showing how all these other toys are becoming ‘sexualizied’: Even animals don’t escape a sexy make-over. The popular My Little Pony – which back in the Eighties did resemble the figure of a horse – has now been given long, slim legs, huge eyes complete with long false eyelashes and a long, wavy mane to rival the Duchess of Cambridge’s

What the fuck is wrong with people?

She ends with this ego-assuager, and goes off content on her day: fun fact: If Barbie was a real woman, she’d have to walk on all fours due to her proportions

I don’t believe that bullshit for a second, I have seen some pretty fat fucking people and they are not crawling around on all four, and I have seen skinny girls with HUGE implants, and no they are not crawling around on four you fat fuck Valerie Burn.

 

White Males – The group okay to discrimate against

Despite the howls of feminists to the contrary about posistions of power, the ever-present patriarchy etc, being a white male is the single group in America that can be insulted and routinely discriminated against.

For your perusal, I offer up this movie trailer I saw and could not bevel the blatant racist comments that of course go unprocessed because its against whites.  http://www.yourdailymedia.com/post/movie-43-red-band-trailer/  If you want to save yourself the time, the part around 1:00 where the black coach tells them ‘you all go kill those Caucasians’ followed by ‘you’re black they are white, this isnt hockey’.  This particular preview did not show another part where it shows a black guy spiking the ball into a white guys face.

Do I care they are ‘attacking whites’?  No.  What bothers me deeply however is that if the shoe was on the other foot and it was males against females, or whites against blacks, this would be ALL OVER the news, groups would be suing etc.  Let us imagine a white vs black, and the sport in question is weightlifting.

“You go kill those Africans!”

For added effect lets make the whites look sympathetic and the blacks look evil.  “You are white, they are black, this isnt safari running!”  Then we could be treated to a sceen where a white guy drops the weight bar on the black guy for our laughs.

Offended?  Even a little?  You should not be, but if you are it is our societal conditioning.

Lets end with a male vs female.  Similar sport where white males dominate: weight lifting

Let us imagine some sympathetic males for out main characters, while the girls are portrayed as butch evil doers. (A bit like real life I suppose)

“Kill those women!”

We now are greeted by the snarls of feminists let loose in the weight room.

“You’re male, they are female, this isn’t sewing!”

For laughs maybe the male could hand the female a huge plate and she promptly drops it because she lacks the equivalent strength.

Would either of my two ideas see the light of day?  Never, because its ‘politically incorrect’ yet it is completely fine to spike a white guys face in the name of black/white reverse racism and play it for a joke.  Think about that.

 

The ‘victim’ in all this