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(make sure you note this guys tattoos, one will Esp. be liked by Ryu)

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Might is Right pt 1

I am reading ‘might is right’ and it is a surprisingly legit book, essentially he hates ‘slave religions and laws’ so takes major issue with christians, jews, laws and politicians.  It reminds me a LOT of Nietzche, esp ‘genealogy of morals’.

I am not done with it, but here are some legit quotes:

 

“Only jews and christs and other degenerates think that rejuvenation can ever come through law and prayer.  “All the tears of all the martyrs’ might as well never have been shed.”

“What are ‘religions and literature’ if their grandest productions are hordes of faithful slaves?’

“What white father for example would encourage the marriage of a hulking thick skulled  negro with his beautiful and accomplished daughter?”

“Remove the constraints and see how far a aristocracy based on merit would mow down an aristocracy based on credit”

“It is notorious universally so that the blackest falsehoods are ever decked out in the most brilliant and gorgeous regalia.  Clearly therefore it is the brave men’s duty to regard all sacred things, all legal things, all constitutional things all holy things with more than the usual suspicion”

Woman and biology with resources – secret woman like money

Been reading this good book called ‘The Importance of Sex’ which is about evolution and what makes woman actually chose in males – it was written in the 90s before feminism went totally crazy, you can tell because it talks about how woman want money – a harsh truth that is suppressed now.

A lot of women/feminists talk about how ‘gender is a social construct’, which is a pretty obvious untruth, but this book proceeds to document society after society, but current and historical with male/female dynamics and how men acquire resources which then give them access to females.

The book goes into depth how personaility matters nearly zero, the only thing that matters is birth/family (rich families usually have more kids), a male’s status/job and how much resources he has.

It is easy to read because it makes sense, as much as society tells us ‘woman aren’t shallow’ ‘woman dont care about money’ etc.  This is why fake alpha works in the PUA world, because it falsely demonstrates that you have resources, thus woman are attracted to it.

The stunning thing was in some societies if a man came from a poor family and was unmarried, he had only a 3% of having offspring, whereas a rich guy, but never married had something like a 46% chance of having offspring.

Money matter, resources are real, despite SJW/Feminism to the contrary.

Just because you are improving…not many else are

Online I have a fairly high bar I set in who I associate with, often crowds that are not mainsteam at all, and for that reason the discourse tends to be fairly high and advanced, and I expect the same for my readers.  The problem of course comes from the easy illusion to fall into that because YOU are improving you think most of this trash world is likewise improving.

Afterall, if you only run in the same circles you all improve together, so you become blind to a true standard.  Sometimes when I am around people in real life or more mainstream message boards, I am STUNNED by the rampart stupidity, of people unable to accept facts, believing opinion>reality, that numbers of a belief>validity of belief – in short a disturbing reminder of the infantile intellect most people possess.

If you have never read the book ‘Thus Spoke Zarathustra’ do it, it was a book that changed my life.  Relevant to it, is he comes out of the mountains speaking truth – and they only think he is crazy.  To their controlled, pathetic reality he IS crazy.

YOU are crazy if you are reading this.  If you have found my blog or others like it, you have a questioning mind, something society does not want.  There are likely beliefs if you started talking about, you would be railroaded out of your job, social circle or whatever, because despite their ‘obviousness’ society is built around falsehood.

Lonely Intellect

Lonely Intellect

MILF nurse takedown – cocky introvert game

A lot of people are skeptical of the whole PUA/redpill game, for a while I was until I started trying it and got insane success, what follows is a really fun 2 nights with this really hot MILF – normally not my style at all.

I was at a hotel bar with some friends and she was there, she wasnt even on my radar at first, because my back hurt and I was just doing stretches – which naturally looked like I could give a shit about being there- she mentioned something about my name, and mentioned I was handsome.  As soon as she did, my ears perked up a bit, and I knew there was a chance this goes down. ‘Superior east european genes’ I said while smiling at her.

There is another guy who is pretty leacherous, succesful mainly by pure numbers and dauntlessness, not much else, he was working her hard.  I made a few arrogant jokes and generally stood there stretching and talking to others.  This other women wanted to play pool ‘oh, you want a beating?  I guess thats what all women want…’  I beat her down, and came back, the MILF asked ‘you win?’ ‘of course.’

Someone else asked ‘dont you know you are susposed to let girls win?’ i said ‘dont you know women want superior males?’ as soon as I said it, I was like uh oh, that was a bit extreme, the MILF is like ‘is that what we want?’ but I doubled down, smirking at her ‘yes it is’.

I am a pretty hard introvert, but I know you have to play it up, so I offer some intense stories of close brushes with the law, and wrecklessness that captivated the audience and my target – all true but I rarely talk about.  Now here is where introverts need to really pay attention – you absolutely have to talk, but what you say can be little, and go for ‘mysterious game’ where you are the guy who evidently lived some crazy shit but ‘doesnt talk about it’.

The irony was this girl, and others around me had been to way more countries than I had, but my stories had EDGE, suspense, and danger, so despite a simple calculus of less place < more places, the reality was my stories > their stories.

Fast forward a bit, its hottub time, me the guy, the milf and 1 other, we meet up and I was SHOCKED at how hot this milf was in her bathing suit, again I normally dont bother with girls over 30, but she was 40 and super fit.

So its hottub time, the guy is all over the MILF, I innocently brush my foot across hers to gauge reaction, she brushes it back…uh oh its game time bitch!  I brush my hand across her leg like I am shifting posistion, she grabs my hand under the water, and whispers to me ‘we’re among friends right?’ ‘of course.’ and gives it a squeeze.

Next I was surprised at the deception women are capable of, admist the jets, we are basicly feeling each other up with our legs, and she is maintaining a perfectly normal face and conversation with the others, I am looking like i’d rather be elsewhere.

Fates intervened, and the guy gets so drunk he starts throwing up, meanwhile I’ve moved my hand to the inside of her leg, the MILF leans over and kisses me, this is nearly done deal at this point, the male is out, and just the other girl. I say its time to go to the guy, he leaves, and some the 3 of us do, I walk with the two to their room, and the MILF says ‘want to come in?’ I say sure, and as soon as the door is closed, I grab her and start kissing her hard, she reciprocates huge, kissing passionately.

Ive done a fair amount of younger girls, and some of their shit is so fucking annoying, I remember one girl who wouldnt let me take her shirt off, I walked out on her in the middle of her hand job, but this MILF was great ‘let me change’ and she just took her clothes off and hopped on the bed.

My BPD girl from years ago was agressive as fuck, and taught me a lot about how to turn women on, like biting, hair pulling, rubbing the clit, etc, compared to this younger girl I’ve been doing, this was great fun.  She was super loud ‘oh god! ‘where did you come from!?’ and biting my shoulder or pillow as she came a few times.

It was amazing what REAL FEMININE energy feels like, to actualy feel desired without the bullshit, to have her gentle carasses mixed with raw desire for my cock, a highlight was her asking ‘what do you want me to do now?  do you want me to suck your cock?  Want to do me from behind?’  why can’t more girls learn how much that is a turn on?

I kept it fairly light hearted joking about how ‘I was just an innocent virginal boy…so naive and defiled by a woman in the hot tub’ she was giggling post orgasm about how I wasn’t so virginal or naive.  I thought about leaving, but spent the night, it felt good to cuddle actually – and we had sex again too.

The next day, I saw her again ‘hi love!” she said, I told her my room number and to come by.  Later in the day, there was a party we were at, I left, and came back in my bathing suit, ‘who wants to hit the hot tub?’ and left, she came like 5 minutes later.

During the night, she was saying how it had been a long time, and how she ‘never imagined doing this’ etc I joked about how wet she was ‘its because of you!’ she giggled back.

It ended in the morning as she had to go to work, at like 5 am, she was kissing me hard, took a shower, came back and laid with me, kissing me and then she asked for my phone number, I gave it to her (I didnt have mine) and went to door to leave.  She grabbed me again, and we kissed a while, then parted ways.

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Now, I am in a weird posistion, first I fully understand there is NO FUTURE with her beyond a FWB, which I dont mind.  But that being said, I felt a real connection to her, which I have not in a lot of my recent hookups, which might be partly a result of having sex multiple times as we become chemically bonded in our minds.

Also, the major problem that she has MY number, meaning that any potential failure can derail this, that it was just a hookup, that she now feels like a slut, that she is worried about whatever… the only good thing is we occsionally see each other based on what we do, so its only a matter of time.  But I’d be lying if I impatiently looked at my phone a bit to see if she called.

So now I guess I just wait and see, all I can say, is I fucked her so hard, I left her ‘stupid happy’ in her own words, and multiple times, so I will be curious to see if her busy work and having a kid gets in the way of wanting some sex…only time will tell.

 

Men as the only true potential power

I wanted to touch on this more in depth, and a commenter on the last post gives me to perfect opportunity:

Genderneutrallanguage writes: “I disagree. If there is to be social revolution it is going to come from the women. Women are the only people that can fight the system at this point. It’s just a question of if/when they will stand up and fight rather than expecting men to do it for them. I really hope it’s before feminist force me into concentration camps….err male only re-education centers, that’s no better…..maybe live in caring workshops!!!

I just hope it doesn’t take the government enacting the SCUM manifesto for women to realize it’s their turn to get shot at.”

This was in counter to my assertion that men are the threat to society’s structures, and thus the ones targeted to keep down.

GNL, I ask you to take a longer view here, and you will see where I am coming from. In this feminist nightmare we live in, I actually completely ‘agree’ with you that women are the only ones that can do ‘something’, but that is the problem, there is ZERO reason for them to do it. I also disagree with the implicit assumption in there that women have the long term will to even effect such a change.

Women are incapable of countering feminism for two major reasons, as a sex they lack the will to consider the damage it has done, and to undue it when it benefits them so strongly. Consider in contrast the small number of females who oppose feminism (commenter Liz here is a great example) where she understands the damage, but is there anything she can do? As alluded to in my last post feminism has shored up the defenses against ‘traitors’ like women who think maybe feminism isnt so great of a thing.

Part 2 of this, is that women benefit too much. Its a bit like slavery, on some level you may know its wrong, but you are benefitting, so why would you want to stop? This is literally what it is like, because I have met a fair amount of girls who ‘dont consider themselves feminists’ (though I laugh at their ‘independent’ lifestyle) and ok, they dont support feminism in that they will go out and march for it, but why would they EVER oppose this system that gave them this job, funnels them money, allows them to ride the cock carousel guilt free, traps guys for money at nearly any time….ad neasum. The answer is, they wouldn’t. On a subconscious level there is too much to lose.

Now, to get to men, the reality is that EVERY political movement, or anything of note in history is led by men, it is biology pretty simple. I do not subscribe to the ‘patriarchy’ keeping poor women down, as history is long and if it was able to happen, it should have happened. Its pretty fucking obvious if you take off the regressive-liberal blinders and realize men have been more disposable as a sex, so we are endowed with more risk-taking, more aggression, more drive etc. Men are the ones who are able to calculate that some shitty life isn’t worth living and they would rather fight and perhaps die for something better.

It is this reason men are targeted.

Females have become our enemies, and obviously they were never meant to be. But this is the entire point of a divide and conquer strategy, by dividing something as important as the two sexes against each other, it spares the real people in power from having anything to worry about. Its clever, and a bit painful how simple of a strategy it is, but that it is so effective. Men are now stymied, slowed, even destroyed BY THE ONES WHO ONCE SUPPORTED THEM.

We live in this corporate oligarchy, let me repeat that a ‘corporate oligarchy’, not a democracy, not a republic, nothing. Our decisions are meaningless, our votes a sham to help the illusion, the two parties are the same (and if such a statement disagrees with you, you have much to learn, start by looking up that both parties are funded by the SAME corporations) the only thing that matters is having a zombie populace that is more concerned with the latest starlet, the newest touchdown, or the hope of a beer or a new porn to deaden their minds.

What are things that are criticized in our current ‘enlightenment’? Male virtues like honor, males qualities like strength, or the willingness to engage in violence. They are brutish, unneeded, un-evolved etc. That a ‘real man’ is in touch with his feminine feelings, he would never resort to violence, he would ‘talk it out’ etc. Notice a lot of this is defined in female terms, but consider the general idea that we can ‘resolve this peacefully’, meaning the very virtues that defined a man – strength- are now being taken off the table. It is not a coincidence that ‘talking it out’ is a losing battle against the big media who will drown your voice faster that you can take a breath. Why do you think the fact that there are male abuse victims is nearly unknown, or that women iniate60%+ of divorces, and if they have a college degree initiates divorce at over 90% of the time! [http://www.divorce-lawyer-source.com/faq/emotional/who-initiates-divorce-men-or-women.html ] (Guess that’s part of being liberated)

Women have nearly everything to lose in this system. Men have nearly everything to gain. That is why men are bombarded with every avenue of attack, from attacking their being, to poisoning the water with estrogen, to endless fem-indoctrination at school for 12 years plus, honor is co-opted into ludicrous ideas that its ‘honorable’ to marry a single mom. This society is shot, no one can save it, men are incapable by system-design, and women wont. Its only when it all collapses will a new way begin, and I predict it will be very harsh against both the bankers that got us here, and the sluts that were the ground troops against us.

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.