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Can You Learn 20 Times Faster Than Tim Ferriss?

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Sat, 25 Dec 2021 05:33:00 -0800

Ever heard of hyper-learners Tim Ferriss and Elon Musk? MORONS!

The genius high-achieving author and businessman Tim Ferriss has mastered the art of learning how to learn efficiently.

He's a truly great man. Why?

Because he's highly organized, learns by doing, and applies what he learns, conducts tests and can show you the all the facts and figures, proving he's awesome and accomplished. And that's great. You should learn. And you should learn strategically, like Tim does.

And like Tim Ferris, you can and should learn by doing.

But what if I told you you could learn 20 times faster than Tim Ferriss?

Ferriss hops on a plane, learns from an expert, blogs or writes a book about he discovers. Which seems like a high-overhead learning strategy.

In the time it takes Tim to fly to from the US to China to learn from a Karate master, or from China to Argentina to learn from a dance champion, you could have learned the fundamental myths and misconceptions, the most common mistakes, cautions, and complaints about 5 different life directions.

Faster Than A Flight To Japan

While Tim is refreshing himself on speaking Mandarin by perusing his flashcards during a 17-hour transpacific flight, you're looking at what it takes to clicker-train dogs, how to be several different styles of horse whisperer, you'll know what it costs and how long it takes to live the RV life, and find out what most guys are doing wrong when dating, lifting weights, dieting, or real estate investing.

By the time he touches down ready to meet and greet one world-renowned master, you've pumped through hundreds of blog posts, podcasts, videos, emails, comments, reviews on several subjects or distance-learning courses, narrowing down your interests while getting all your errands done.

While he's waiting to pick up his checked luggage (Travel hack: Never check any luggage. Learn to live out of your carry-on bag while skating through the airport at high speed in Heelies) you're already networking on Facebook groups with established, experienced professionals about installing a combination storm cellar/wine cellar/root cellar/bomb shelter with a rented earth-mover you got for 30 days at the bargain price of a couple grand. You're asking about charring the end of the posts harvested from the property you paid for with its own timber on the property you acquired via owner finance.

For privacy reasons it's held in a land trust instead of your own name. All the assets you control belong to an LLC because you learned how to be judgment-proof.

You decided not to learn a foreign language because it pays more to master real estate investing in the same amount of time.

Based on a Malcolm Gladwell talk, you decided not to attend or graduate from any university that can't show the value of its treatment effect, if any. Until then, it's obvious nothing is offered more than a cheap, low-caliber, common denominator education for commoners. Today's university degree is a mass-produced product, not tailored, nor suitable for those who strive to achieve any level of greatness in any field of life.

It's basically the Big Mac of education. It's advertised as cheap, convenient, artificial, and advertised as providing some kind of paradise for non-whites. Accomplished men gladly pay ten times more (or shrewdly pay ten times less less) for a vastly superior education.

Learning is an investment of time, money, attention and effort. Not all investments are created equal. Fools rush in and break their legs, exploding when they smash into the bottom of the ravine.

Then their parents commit ritual seppuku in despair and shame while their girlfriend bangs a gross, ugly bald guy who made the right choices in life.

Learn Law #1 of selecting subjects: There's no safety in numbers.

If history is any guide, God smashes complete idiots. You'll see the Bible confirms this in spades if you ever read it. If you go to church instead you'll become an expert at tithing. (See the section below on pimps and hos.)

Law #1 comes from Earl Nightingale and Noah. If everyone wants to be an astronaut, then don't be an astronaut. If nobody else is listening to God, listen to God. If nobody else is building an ark, build an ark. If the market is buying, then you should be selling and vice versa.

If the market is buying education at tulip bulb prices, then you should be selling out your stockpile.

Most people pick a mountain. Then they climb it. They watch everyone else die on the way to the top. They reach the summit. They have a clear view. They snap some pictures. Suddenly they realize they climbed the wrong mountain.

At the base of the mountain, you don't know what you want. I dated enough girls and did enough study to find out what I want in a relationship. And now I know.

What I want in a woman is a Proverbs 31 woman like the one who married dear old Jacob. I didn't know that at first. But now I do.

The lemmings won't listen to reason. They believe there's safety in numbers and head for the cliff. ( know. Sheep are the real lemmings. They'll follow the flock off the cliff. Look it up.)

There's no safety in numbers. God drowned everyone but Noah's family. The rich, the poor, the priests, widows and orphans,

Remember Law #1: There is no safety in numbers.

Learning whatever you want is like dating whoever you want. It's a lot riskier than it seems.

When looking for something you might want to learn, you can chase your tail for quite awhile. But a good starting point is to look where the masses aren't looking. Look for what they're trained to hate and distrust.

Germany, for example. It's a little-known fact that a dog-lover named Hitler ended poverty, unemployment, and street crime while creating jets, modern rocketry, freeways, blitzkrieg warfare, stimulant-enhanced super-soldiers and more. But are the universitard masses looking to World War II Germany for some good ideas and inspiration? NOPE. Because all the NPCs say "swastika man bad."

Oh. So you're going to dismiss the greatest, most successful and accomplished orater in the last 20 centuries who conquered as much land area as Alexander the Great. Okee-dokee, then.

To find priceless treasures, start shamelessly rummaging around in places like that. The forbidden knowledge. The politically incorrect ideas like the "Bad Parts" of the Old Testament.

If you deeply distrust basic salesmanship, then spend a few hours to find out the common myths and misconceptions about sales.

If the globohomogenous conformist clown world wants you to laugh at the big zoo boat of the great flood, then you probably need to figure out why they hate, fear and ridicule it so vehemently, so angrily, and so continously.

Choose your subjects the way the masses don't.

Learn how to learn from the forbidden experts in learning and expect a huge boost.

It's ok to read through a book cover-to-cover. But is it the right book? Remember what we said about those mountains? You want to climb the right one.

The greatest sherpa will gladly lead you up the wrong mountain. To find the right mountain without falling prey to myths, learn to blast through subjects faster. Here's how to do that:

1) First, look for the common myths and misconceptions. This can be learned from almost any expert. It's easy to find. Google it, FFS.

2) Quickly find out what the common mistakes are.

3) Learn what not to do. Don't shoot your eye out.

4) Learn what to do. This can be easily accomplished in a weekend. Maybe 90 minutes. This information is almost always free and easy to find when you're looking for it.

Don't fight a battle unless there's something to be gained. Is the juice worth the squeeze?

Do these steps to find the best of ten subjects. Now you can invest more time, energy, and attention on the few.

Legendary copywriter John Carlton tells a story about how he learned marketing. My memory for the details is a little fuzzy, but here's how I remember it.

I believe he wanted a job on Madison Avenue, but thought he'd better prepare before going into the office among the seasoned pros. So he decided to jaunt over to the best library in town to learn the basics, maybe pick up some of the industry jargon so he could follow the conversations once he's rubbing elbows with these entrenched experts.

So he goes to the marketing section and piles up all the books on the table, trying to figure out a way to sort through them. Turns out to be easier than he thought. At a glance, he's able to discard at least 4 out of 5 books without reading more than a few pages. Most of them are garbage. A waste of time.

From the small pile of finalists, he spends a bit more time with each book to find the best ones. Again, even to the amateur eye, the best books leap out of the fray.

Today, Carlton has a list of ten or so great marketing books. Funny enough, all the best living marketers have roughly the same list. These guys don't care how old a book is. They care how great it is.

After spending a few days with his small stack of marketing books, Carlton felt prepared to meet these Madison Avenue guys. But he quickly realized he knew more than any of them.

If my fuzzy memory is correct, Carlton eventually met his mentor, a man with a vast wealth of marketing knowledge, expertise and accomplishments. An incredible direct response legend named Gary Halbert, who called his buyers "shit-weazles" and who called John's copy "dogshit". The Prince of Print.

Halbert said there are lots of great sales books, but few great marketing books. If marketing is salesmanship multiplied, then a marketer need to study sales, not marketing, then multiply it.

Beginners study the marketing books. The pros study sales. The best study Mohammed, Jesus and Moses who were some of the greatest salesmen of all time.

Actually, they also study dog training, horse training and lots of other stuff. There's all kinds of cumbersome occult stuff, magic and hypnotic linguistics, and principles of persuasion and conditioning, but to protect yourself and your loved ones, you only need to know a little. You won't need a certification.

Some illusionists have said they wanted to learn hypnosis because "the magic is real". You know what else is real? Pulling out a gun at a liquor store. But that doesn't make it more entertaining than a card trick.

Know what's out there.

Does it move you toward your goals? Great. But do you have the right goals?

Ok. The fancy climbing rope helped you climb that mountain. It's was the right rope. The right mountain, but you discovered you don't like climbing. Why? Wrong goal.

Maybe you should be climbing on a jet ski instead of climbing a mountain. No ropes required. Or maybe diving is your thing. Or drawing. Maybe you should be putting shoes on donkeys, but you're busy trying to learn the Zen of motorcycle maintenance instead.

You don't just have the wrong tools or the wrong goal, but the wrong activity, the wrong approach or the wrong reasons.

Because it won't matter what you learn to achieve if it doesn't make you happy, if you don't enjoy the process if it's not fulfilling or ends in disaster.

In the old days of the Gold Rush, Digger Joe got up early and went to bed late every day, working himself to the bone every night for most of his 78 years. He died cold and alone in his mine shaft, thin, pale and exhausted. His only satisfaction and only pleasure was the knowledge that he'd one day bequeath a huge inheritance to his family.

Upon his death, he'd secretly amassed more gold than anyone else in the world. But when the heirs went to collect their treasure at last, they found he'd only dug up worthless fool's gold. Even worse, they never really knew the man who left it to them. Because he was always busy digging.

In the end, Joe hadn't provided anything for his family, had enjoyed none of his life. His works were worthless, his efforts were futile and fruitless because he didn't know the difference between what's priceless and worthless.

Don't dedicate your life to the wrong pursuit.

I've only spent about 5 years mining for fool's gold. Before digging, make sure it's the right kind of gold.

But if it's right for you, buy the course and complete it. If it's worth the risk, take the risk.

Do the exercises. Depending on the subject, this might take 5 to 8 weeks. Maybe longer. You might need to work with others. You may need a mastermind, a group or coach. Figure it out.

Before you commit, find out what you're committing to. A foreign language can't be mastered in a semester. Though I've seen a method for picking up a surprising amount of fluency in a year.

Before dedicating your life to something, learn what else is out there.

Maybe you're a natural writer, a natural investor, salesman, athlete or priest. A natural party planner or host might become a great wedding planner one day. You might host $1,000 per night dinner parties. Maybe you're supposed to be a bricklayer, welder, truck driver, a pipe-fitter, or maybe you're born to operate heavy equipment, but the useful idiots steered you away from these things.

All of these paths can be superbly rewarding to someone of the right personality type or background or interest level, but it's useless to someone who disregards his calling because he's trapped in the common myths and misconceptions of the ignorant masses.

Generalize

Ok. You've snipped 9 out of 10 threads. You've taken out the trash by eliminating 9 out of 10 life paths. Now what. Aren't you learning less?

No. If anything, you're learning more. When you're more interested, fascinated or obsessed, do you learn more? If you've found the world's most fascinating subject (which is history, by the way), will you snooze and snore through the course or smoosh your face into the book, lost in daydreams with hairs standing on tip-toe, visualizing how you'll use this knowledge to change things?

By studying fewer things, you'll learn them better.

And because objects of your obsession are always at the tip of your tongue for years, they'll keep popping into your mind as you study subjects B, C, D, and E.

Isn't it odd that managing a hedge fund requires 80% of the laws and principles I learned in a dog-walking course 7 years ago? When these rock-solid universal truths are also found in and among the bones laid to rest in the rocks 55,000 year ago, they allow you to see further into the future and past than others, allow you to make shrewder, surer investments from one day to the next

You'll know for a fact that even a bacterium pursues what retreats (because it's food), and retreats from that which pursues (which wants to eat it), and see these forces in the ancient proverb "The wicked flee when no one pursues, but the righteous are bold as a lion", and know in an instant why God spits out the lukewarm Christian, keeping the piping hot and the icy cold. You'll know why fortune favors the bold.

Why? Because from fascination you've latched onto the earliest and most universal instinct, an immutable law of life. You'll conquer with the boldness of Caesar, but attract all wealth, power and opportunity by utterly releasing, rejecting, and refusing it. (See the movie Tao of Steve for a deeper discussion on this.)

Serial killer Ted Bundy got victims into his car by glancing at his watch, he was using this psycholoy to attract strange, cautious women. Oren Klaff and Dan Kennedy pull in business by polarizing and repelling and sorting out the undesirables. The same way Jesus made fishers of men.

When you study anything, such as horse training or dog training, much of what you'll learn is specific to that animal. The type of bit to use with a horse. Their specific nutritional requirements, choosing gear which fits their unique anatomy and instincts.

But many other things are generalizable to training or working with or dealing with humans.

Other principles you'll learn in horse training, concepts like taking the lead, taking responsibility, knowing that you don't know what you don't know, being assertive, situational can be applied to learning or accomplishing almost anything. Including clam-digging.

A multitude of counselors.

Getting a variety of perspectives on any subject is valuable, practical, and transformational. You can probably learn the basics of yoga from anyone. But you'll never advance beyond a certain point. You quickly learn the commonalities of success and the differences.

If you want to be a great yoga or karate instructor, you must understand marketing.

If you want to understand marketing you must study sales.

To understand sales, you must study religion.

Build on the rock.

Suppose your marketing system delivers a yoga student who's 80% sold on paying whatever you ask, learning yoga only from you, and they're willing to pay, stay and refer. The marketing is automated. It does most of the work. You still need to close each sale.

Looking for a job instead? The job interview is your sales presentation. You still need to know how to sell.

Since you can't hire great marketers without giving them most of your profits, you'll need to start by doing most of your own marketing. At least at first. Which means you'll need to know how to sell. And how to up-sell your branded yoga mats.

How to Sell

Learn how to get attention, how to prospect, quality, to reverse the pressure, how to make your case, how to do a presentation, how earn someone's trust by creating credibility, how to position yourself, your product, your company and your presentation, how to face rejection, how to go in the proper sequence including skipping past your own sequence to match your prospect's preference.

If you go to the conference, the guys who succeed aren't talking about the yoga. They're talking about emotionally manipulating a human being to extract the maximum amount of money with the least amount of time, effort, and expense. They're talking about buying customers, reducing lead costs, eliminating all the waste in their marketing budget. The very best are obsessed with understanding their ideal buyer.

One skill I learned early on is the skill of approaching women. I studied dozens of experts and their differing approaches, but they all had a few things in common. All great approach artists (and great salespeople, btw) have something to say, but focus on how they say it or the energy they're bringing.

As a young man, I did the math on the most vs. the least expensive ways to rent access to attractive women. Strippers and short-term girlfriends are on the low end. Wives, mistresses, sugar babies tend to be on the high end if you're paying.

But maybe they're paying you...

The Science of Pimpin' Out Them Sex Slaves

Sex slaves in a brainwashed cult might even pay their pimp to own them, may endanger themselves to protect their pimp. This adequately describes the predicament of the modern masses, including r/thedonald types. To a psychopathic psychological manipulation has a certain amount of potential.

An investment is something which pays you to own it. But given a choice of investments, which is the highest and best investment? The answers aren't as obvious as they seem.

A farm animal pays you to own it. Generally speaking, cattle pay more than chickens per hour invested.

In the end times, half this brainwashing job is done for you. Any pimp knows hoes are a dime a dozen, but finding a worthwhile ho is like finding a needle in a haystack. A low-end ho probably ain't worth your time. And the same is true of every publicly-traded stock.

Trainers direct their subject's attention and lead them in a direction. (True in horse and dog training.) One of the first things to learn (from a large number of experts) in any subject is the most common mistakes newbies make.

The street pimp turns out a ho to make the rent.
The music industry pimps out Britney Spears or Michael Jackson.
The university pimps out its students for a percentage of their future.

Once you've started studying 15 or 20 subjects and seeing the way they overlap, you can instantly recognize when you're dealing with someone who knows nothing.

Leftists frequently know nothing.

Commoners are masters of wasting their life and proudly pat themselves on the back for being a good ho.

Jesus is the teacher who pays you for the privilege of serving you and helping you so you'll have faith in yourself.

If a car dealership pays you a draw and trains you, makes you an effective, credible salesperson, giving you skills you'll have all your life, skills which set you free, is it more like a pimp or more like Christ our Lord?

Like I said, the deceived commoners, so proud of their enslavement are trapped in many so myths and misconceptions by their pimps. The masses are brainwashes into cheering on their masters.

They choose a back-up pimp in case their primary university won't pimp them out.

instead of getting priceless training from a local car dealer, they seek a slave master. They "borrow" from a bank instead of lending like a bank does.

Banks lend something they don't have. Then help you buy something they don't own.

When in doubt, in the absence of competent guidance, look at what the masses are doing. And do the opposite. Because reality is almost always the exact opposite of what the majority believes it is.

The heart is deceitful above all things.

Think about it. If the masses think money has value, then it doesn't.

If the masses think people are worthless, then they're priceless.

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Fictional Heroes Fighting ZOG

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Fri, 17 Dec 2021 05:43:00 -0800

Why is "Fee bee" spelled like Phobe and "Ruh Nay" spelled like Ree Nee? Phoebe should sound like phobe and Renee should sound like "ree nee".

Also, the most effective way to fight ZOG is publishing highly effective fiction which inspires men to be heroes.

Hollywood's screenwriters are drunkenly smashing the last generation's heroes with hammers. https://youtu.be/qY-GLeHS0Ik

Normally it doesn't pay well to be a bad writer. But Hollywood has gotten into the fiction-smashing business and hired their character assassins to destroy our past.

Which is we, with some training and initiative, we (the white nationalist propagandists) can provide a superior product and do better hero-building than Hollywood, telling tales far better than the best-selling sell-outs who glorify the enslavement of whites and promote woke culture.

Harold Covington's team produced series fiction.

William Luther Pierce produced a series of books.

George Lincoln Rockwell produced a children's book.

(Let me know if you thought of other examples)

»»» Work done once can pay you for a lifetime.«««

What's been written once can be systematically relaunched, bundled and repackaged for decades. https://youtu.be/Sf9_1qpTAJ4

If it had been designed to be popular in the first place, which it wasn't, a series of audios like Terms of Fair Use could be curated, re-packaged, edited and re-launched or updated. Since it's a niche series, I'd probably freeze to death and die taking on a relaunch like that today.

Suppose the series had been intentionally designed to be popular, formatted as a heroic fiction series featuring a protagonist of broader appeal, not just borrowing the tone, but also the forms of successful fiction with traditional dramatic situations with suspense, character-driven stories, a clear, strong thematic premise and weekly cliff-hangers.

I'd obviously have to scrap the series and re-write it from the ground up to accomplish this, but that's the right kind of thinking, anyway. It's not the ideas, but the craftsmanship.

I could have an idea to build a table, desk or chair, but that idea is worth nothing to the marketplace without decent craftsmanship, proper form and execution. It's the same with stories.

The 1800s and earlier are jam-packed full of amazing stories which are completely out of copyright and therefore fair game to plunder and exploit. Hundreds of popular stories with strong name recognition, known characters and situations.

But going a step further, each of these amazing stories is taken from one of the 7 to 10 major forms of fiction that are retold over and over again (See "Save the Cat" or Christopher Booker's 7 story types) which contain mash-ups of only 36 possible categories of dramatic situations.

Reading through the list alone is enough to jog the noggin'.

Learning to write is like learning to play guitar. If you want to play guitar you can either learn to play someone else's songs and be in a cover band someday or you can learn some popular chord progressions and write your own hit songs one day.

George Lucas learned the chords well enough to make billions of dollars.

He did his farmboy battles oppressor story in the MacGuffin chase (or Golden Fleece) genre. You could outline a story like that tomorrow or next week and plug in Dirk Handsomely's or Drake Chiseljaw and the mighty elf-riders in a tantalizing new journey across the time gates of Rekskellion or whatever.

If it's turns out to be crap, ok. A few revisions down the road it could still be awesome.

If it goes no farther than a fan fiction forum, you still get you feedback and practice. (I'd use a pseudonym). But 50 Shades of Gray was originally a Twilight Fan Fiction called Masters of the Universe by Snowqueens Icedragon that got enough revision to make it publishable.

If you look at the feedback others writers are getting, learning what readers loved and hated from good and bad fiction, you'll know in advance what. That information is all freely available. And if you want to learn how to write TV, books, movies that are designed to please a human being, you can read Save the Cat by successful industry professional Blake Snyder.

Revising and re-hashing is just the tip of the iceberg. After the theatrical release of Star Wars, LucasFilm published their VHS tapes, the widescreen edition, laser disc, restored the film and released the special editions, released DVDs with bonus content. There were adaptations. They did an expanded universe full of books, comics, a couple of Ewok films, the cartoon series, special appearances, the holiday special, radio dramas, games and more. They syndicated the films for TV, streaming, on-demand. Then there were the sequels, prequels and spin-offs.

But you don't need a billion-dollar trilogy to run a crowd-pleasing "cash grab" operation. Garfield creator Jim Davis cranked out intentionally bland syndicated cartoon strips to sell toys, books and other merchandise.

Genre fiction authors will write a series of books, releasing each one, maybe offering a monthly discount day to boost their sales ranking, later bundling the series together into a package deal.

The comic industry would bundle a mini-series into a compendium, over time creating a series of collectible hardbacks, cashing in on the rising popularity of a series, creating a product that could easily be reprinted to meet demand.

Successful authors write what the market wants and pays for: Crowd-pleasing series fiction. But sometimes they skip the market research and miss the mark. It's not so bad if you're floating off the income from writing ten books per year.

But even if your work is unpopular now, it could become popular when the time is right. Author Anne Rice said she's seen vampires trending three times in her life, and she sells truckloads of books each time it does.

Believe it or not, there was even a time when vampires and aliens were considered the bad guys. By reversing the natural fear of vampires and aliens, Hollywood held open the gate for parasites and invaders.

Digital Publishing Possible in The Current Year?

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Wed, 15 Dec 2021 10:50:00 -0800

"If you're successful in the book business, you're not a literary artist, not a writer, not an author. You're a businessman in the publishing business who writes to meet market demand." - Fair Use

It's the end of 2021. In the past 18 months, the rampage of rolling lockdowns has killed off whole industries and market niches, impoverished the self-employed and small businesses. Everyone has been affected.

Consequently, internet-enabled remote working has opened up. In an age of widespread censorship, some new authors are looking to break into digital publishing as a way of smashing down the censorship wall, just as writers have always done.

Fiction is the traditional way to jailbreak masses from their mind prison. A method used for thousands of years.

I recent history, activist fiction authors like George Orwell, Aldus Huxley, Ray Bradbury used fiction stories to protest hypocrisy, democracy, and the surveillance state, the standard-issue features of communist rule.

Dozens of fiction writers have become six-figure authors, many by playing the game. Communists pushing their politically correct agenda of "tolerance" and "inclusion", which is code for eliminating representation and respect and reverence for authority, tradition, family values, and cis, white, heterosexual Christian men.

In the 1960s, communist propaganda Star Trek was considered ground-breaking for including a black woman on the bridge. Today, it would be considered racist for putting a "white guy" in the Captain's chair.

Alternatives to Amazon KDP:

https://youtu.be/rz5y3hUJRQA

In the 1950s, a movie without black people, without communists or sex perverts and their preferences fighting and defeating evil alien invaders with firearms was considered one heck of an afternoon.

But movies like this were gone by the 1980s.

Audiences still prefer reading about white hetero male captains like Russel Crowe's character in Master and Commander or James T. Kirk in Star Trek or Han Solo in Star Wars or Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean. You'd almost think Mel Gibson was running Hollywood with all the white male stars featured in films.

These aren't movies about trans men who were assigned a female gender at birth, either. Not a single lispy voice among them. Traditional masculine heroes make big money.

Judging by ticket sales, even black, Latino, Japanese, and female audiences prefer white male captains and always have. Anime characters are frequently rendered with western eyes.

I didn't need to do any market research to know that. I just had to think back on all the stars of the blockbuster movies Hollywood has reluctantly cranked out since the 1980s and how fast the black and female-led TV shows and movies have bombed.

The ideologically-driven Bat Woman TV show went from lesbian icon to some black female nobody and got canceled. What's on the air now? At this moment, a white woman making Christmas sugar cookies on the Today Show.

Advantages of Writing Short Fiction

Why write short fiction?

It's faster and cheaper to write, edit, and publish short fiction, especially digitally. This gives you a quicker victory and helps you build a brand much faster.

Anyone can find time to crank out a first draft in a week or two in your spare time. You can get feedback from your audience more quickly. Sometimes you'll find a hit that sells even better as a paperbacks.

Makes it much easier to publish a series of books, giving you a quicker backlog.

If you've got a great sell-through rate on your series, you can afford to spend quite a bit more time, energy and money on advertising and marketing than authors who only have one book to sell.

https://youtu.be/kHzDI7Ki1J8

As activist-made Santa, Inc. shows, a communist can get across a very long checklist of social items, but in the end, you can only get one big message across per story.

You can see the same thing happening in each episode of South Park, if you'd prefer. In 22 short minutes of screen time, there is a main plot, a sub-plot or two, all woven together to serve the same theme. Then the loose ends are tied up and we all learn a valuable lesson about life.

Futurist Philip K. Dick influenced the entertainment industry with his short fiction. Not because they were tremendously well-written (which they weren't), but because the concepts were so popular. His stories became so successful they couldn't be ignored.

Movies he inspired include Blade Runner, Total Recall, A Scanner Darkly, Minority Report, Paycheck, the Adjustment Bureau and more.

But isn't digital publishing dead? Didn't Alexa Donne say young adult was saturated and killed off by those COVID lockdowns? That 2020 had accelerated a decline we'd already seen? That the YA niche couldn't sustain hundreds of new authors per year?

https://youtu.be/8Oweb_KWF7Q

Well, sure. Yes. Sorta. The markets are shifting all the time. That's why you learn to write quickly. As in 5,000 words per hour. Some of the best books were written quickly. Rumor has it Ender's Game was written in 2 weeks.

But there's more to life than teen and young adult fiction. There's science fiction, fantasy, family, adult, and children's fiction. It's for kids. Like Disney and Pixar.

Think Shrek or Cars, Aesop's Fables, Grimm's Fairy Tales, Warner Brothers Cartoons or the Muppet Show which are entertaining for little kids, but something the whole family can enjoy. There are lots of hungry markets like this today.

At any point in history or business, you don't want the saturated market. You want the starving crowd.

A losing strategy is to be the "Literary artist" who chases the market by publishing the next Harry Potter. No. That's what everyone else is doing. We've had 20 years of little wizards since that Rowling found a way to dominate a profitable genre fiction niche.

To do what she did, you don't need to write about little wizards like she did. You need to dominate a profitable genre fiction niche like she did.

If young adult fiction is saturated this month, then it's the wrong month to write young adult fiction. Go find a starving niche and learn how to exploit it like a pro.

If you're successful in the book business, you're not a literary artist, not a writer, not an author. You're a businessman in the publishing business who writes to meet market demand.

This takes serious market research, testing, reading genre fiction in this niche to find the crowd-pleasing tropes to see why they work, learning how to put your own spin on them, learning to publish your work in hot markets, and preparing a writing system so you can ramp up to publish a series of books written to market.

You're writing to market.

Some authors write what they want to write, but can't sell it. Others enjoy writing something more marketable and make a killing.

If it doesn't sell, it won't find an audience. If it sells well and converts well, it can reach a much larger audience. Even larger than something given away for free.

Quality counts. But the only quality that counts is the kind the market will pay for. That means making book covers, titles, pseudonyms, tropes, and story structures the market will buy.

Your playground is the giant realm of stuff buyers don't care about. Is your character named Ted or Jarvo? That choice is yours.

Is the deadly alien threat a race of scary bugs (like Starship Troopers) or attractive women who want to make out with astronauts, like in Species or Life Force? As long they're in hot market niches, they can be magical dragons or giant robots. I don't care. That's up to you.

Is the theme self-sacrificing loyalty of a brother or an eternal romance? The choice is yours, as long as you write something that sells, you're paid to plot by pen to push the masses to the point you're making.

You can enjoy what you're writing. You can decide which opportunity is the best fit for you. You can write characters you can write well.

But you can't just write whatever you want and expect it to sell. You can't rip Transformers or Lord of the Rings or Twilight or Hunger Games or Harry Potter if everyone else is doing it.

You only get to be a "rip off artist" in markets that are crowded with fans starving for more cowboy androids or giant slayers.

Great digital publishing can be the product of your market testing, can help you launch a brand, but it might also launch your paperback series. The print-edition paperbacks may sell five times better than your digital versions.

At which point you might see your digital publishing platform as a way to find a winner worth offering as an audiobook, worth expanding into a trilogy or series, or re-launching as a mass-market print edition.

He Went After Rian Johnson For Almost 9 Hours Straight!

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Tue, 7 Dec 2021 03:30:00 -0800

Anyone else remember when MauLer did a 3-part, nearly 9-hour critique of The Force Awakens that got about 4 million views?

Watching this new, long-form film criticism is almost like attending film school for free. And it's not to be missed, especially if you're a disappointed Star Wars fan who's cobbling together a free online film school for yourself, kit-bashed together from nothing but YouTube videos.

If you're planning on being an under-paid film writer, critic, actor, or want to choose projects more effectively, you need to know what Hollywood is doing wrong:

Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=95mL3us0HSQ

Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uFtFjH8NyQQ

Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zb3F5WE6KBI

Watch those real quick. I'll wait the 9 hours for you to get back.

Other channels which might be worth your time are A Closer Look and Critical Drinker.

What if you want to be in show business yourself?

Mainstream Pop Is From The Devil

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Sun, 10 Oct 2021 20:44:00 -0700

Mainstream pop music is directly from the devil, more than almost anything else.

"But porn is worse!"

Really? How can porn be worse than music when music IS PORN?

But it's also explicitly blasphemous, of course. And always has been. I'll give you some modern examples and then you can decide.

Some of the Selena Gomez lyrics sound like that conversation between Jesus and Satan, where he promises Jesus the whole world.

"I can make the stars dance; light up the moon. I can make the stars dance for you", Gomez sings.

If you strip away the context and the singer, the lyrics sounds like Satan himself literally promising us the moon and stars if we'll do what he wants.

But if you've already seen Dancing with the Stars, then you've already seen the "stars" dance for you.

And if someone promises to make the stars in the sky dance, it might actually be a cleverly-concealed threat. Ever been hit so hard you see stars?

Maybe these thieves aren't promising what you think.

Gomez also sings, "You promised the world and I fell for it" in Lose You to Love Me and " I gave you space and time" in Feel Me.

Born-again Christians who used to be fans of the 90s band Garbage will probably be shocked by how blasphemous those catchy songs are. "As far from God as heaven is wide" is one of many examples of people wishing (or literally praying) to flee as far away from God as possible.

Some believe you can ask Jesus into your heart. If you sing these lyrics at Karaoke some night, you're doing quite the opposite. It's the most explicitly anti-Christ lyric I've ever heard, and it's been played nonstop on the radio for years.

Lady Gaga's "Poker Face" is something else. I think you'll see it's porn in musical form.

"Poker Face" is an audible double entendre for "Poke her face", where poke is synonymous with "f—k". In case you missed the similarity, Gaga breathily emphasizes it in an auditorily ambiguous way. But it's there.

You won't catch her in the act by reading the lyrics. But the listener eventually hears "f—k her face" after "p-p-p-poke her face", which creates the mental image she's intended, and this double-entendre unlocks the real meaning of the song and once you're on the right frequency, catching her meaning, you'll be able to easily figure out what taking a ride on your disco stick refers to in "Love Game".

Other songs directly invite abuse. Yes. Shirley Manson's I'm Only Happy When It Rains and other songs often subtly invite the listener to abuse women.

I don't know where or how the phrase "F—- start her head with my c—k" entered my mind as a substitute for the procreation-oriented missionary position, but I gather it must have been planted there by someone's evil intentions.

Why use your latent subconscious capacity to invent improvements for humanity when your wetware has been hijacked and brainwashed into thinking up new and perverse and sexually violent imagery by Family Guy, Lady Gaga and Nine Inch Nails?

Women aren't the sexual equivalent of lawn mowers, gents. Get the poison out of your head is like trying to get the fluoride out of the water supply. Once that poison goes in the reservoir, you're stuck with it until you personally purify each and every ounce. Which could take ten lifetimes.

Maybe don't back up a truckload of mental poison and put it in kid's heads in the first place. But it's too late, now.

Because there's a lot of this kind of innuendo and wordsmithing in mainstream pop music. Ever since the Parental Advisory labels, it's been designed to fly under the radar. Parents can glance at the lyrics without spotting the brainwashing, but kids are LISTENING to it all day, every day.

And the same trash turns up in movies and pornography, obviously. Can you guess the commonality between these industries?

Britney Spears sings "If You Seek Amy" (sounds like "F. U. C. K. me") and the pick-up line, "If I Said You Have a Beautiful Body Would You Hold It Against Me?"

Nowadays modern music like "WAP" is basically porn, like Lil Kim's "How Many Licks".

But in the 90s and early 00s, we weren't expecting mainstream music would be pornography aimed at children and young adults. Interracial porn, by the way. "A white dude. His name was John. He had a Queen Bee Rules tattoo on his arm. He asked me if I'd be his date for the prom

And he'd buy me a horse, a Porsche and a farm."

I think that's about the longest stretch of lyrics in that song that isn't straight up hardcore porn, but manages to conjure to mind an interracial relationship where a white man is worshiping a black woman and promising her anything she wants.

There they go again promising the world (from white men) to black women who bow down to the devil and serve him.

That's not in 2021, but in 2000. TWENTY ONE years ago. This degeneracy has been going on for a very long time. Thousands of years, in fact.

The Amish are somewhat less affected by the spiritual onslaught, but they do have cell phones for business purposes.

What about all the public attacks on heterosexuality? Or hadn't you noticed?

When sung by a female, the devil goes on the offensive via Britney Spears voice, a voice once described as sounding "like a baby having sex". Setting that aside, any woman singing the "hold it against me" pick-up line creates lesbian overtones.

But yes, all your infants are in imminent danger of sexual abuse. Especially in public schools under the Biden Administration. Dildos for kindergartners wasn't a Christian idea? But as Reagan pointed out, there's nothing more permanent than a "temporary" government program.

Once the dildo is in the classroom, it's never coming out.

Karaoke is a way for aspiring singers to become a star for the night by chanting these perverse Satanic lyrics, thereby (some would contend) casting a spell on themselves. These aren't Baptist hymnals they're singing from, folks. They're not exactly making a joyful noise to the Lord.

Katy Perry's "I kissed a girl and I liked it" is more overt anti-heterosexuality for the generation who doesn't remember Jill Sobule's "I kissed a girl", which was a cutesy, candy-coated attack on heterosexuality and therefore the natural order and therefore God and His creation, which is primarily heterosexual among sexually reproducing creatures, or else it wouldn't work.

If you played music which turned all your chickens LGBT, (or even just the hens), then you've effectively sterilized your flock. That's chicken genocide. And it's what's happening right now. But not to chickens.

There's also quite a bit of thinly-veiled BDSM, abuse and torture encouraged, tolerated, or merely expected in virtually all pop songs and relationships. The most commonly-heard dating advice is "you need to break up with him" or "leave him". Why?

Taylor Swift makes it clear enough. "Boys only want love if it's torture. Don't say I didn't warn ya." Depends on the boy, but Taylor Swift is making yet another attack on heterosexuality.

White boys, we're led to believe, are like listless massochists without a slave plantation, looking for a woman to abuse instead.

Which might be the case, if they've been brainwashed to believe a woman wants to be abused because that does it for her. Once your ear's trained to pick things up on this signal, you'll find it's everywhere. "I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive."

You'll find in the upside-down world of mainstream music, all men seem to deserve violent retribution at the hands of a jilted ex, but women sorta crave the abuse they expect to get from these jerks until they're "so sick of that same old love" (from Gomez, with similar sentiments from Kelly Clarkson, Taylor Swift, Carrie Underwood, Beyoncé, Shania Tain and literally dozens of others whose songs are aimed at young women) and perhaps want to get it, but from someone else. Probably from another ethnicity.

The music industry has been driving white girls into the beds of black players and physically abusive lesbians longer than I've been alive. Same as universities. Or nowadays, kindergarten sex ed classes.

You can always find long lists of covertly BDSM songs in alt rock, but you don't expect it in mainstream bubblegum pop aimed at young men and fertile young women.

There are too many examples to list them all. It's as if the music industry was run by divorce lawyers and their families. Which, in a way, it is.

Double Your Reading: Easily Blast Through Twice As Many Books Per Year

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Tue, 24 Aug 2021 15:58:00 -0700

Books can be practically priceless in their value. Just one idea hidden in a chapter of a single book could take you from a $25 per hour lawn mower to a $350 per hour lawn renovation specialist. Really.

Here's How to read twice as many books:

Listen. Don't read. That's the secret.

When it's time to absorb as much information as possible from beginning to end, which covers much of your reading, then it's easier and more natural to listen than to read visually.

Gutenberg Bible byNYC Wanderer (Kevin Eng)

Our brains are conditioned to learn by listening. Anthropologists tell us writing is a fairly new development in human history, researchers say most high school graduates are functionally illiterate, and we absorb much more by listening than by reading, anyway.

Unless carefully studying and scrutinizing each word. Absorbing and understanding the Bible rewards a combination of these approaches.

An audiobook is also relentless. Where you might drift off while reading and stop turning pages, the audiobook charges on, bringing you to the next section with ruthless efficiency.

Option 1: Audible

I'm not getting a kickback from Jeff Bezos here, but quite frankly, Audible is one of my favorite ways to listen to audiobooks. Sadly, their selection is fairly limited for a number of reasons. Like any other book store, they keep the good stuff in the back. Authors don't have time to get all their books recorded, it doesn't always make financial sense, or the book's content doesn't lend itself to .

Art books or textbooks full of charts, graphs, and illustrations, for example.

Also, the luxury of getting your books as a "bedtime story" comes at a price.

Audiobook prices can be higher than you're prepared for. Although prices have come down sharply in the past 20 years. Today, there's a monthly plan available, discount rates on credits, and your satisfaction is guaranteed.

The narrators often flub the pronunciation of names, places, and industry-specific jargon.

Option 2: Kindle Unlimited

Where Audible falls down is in selection. But there's an amazing selection of books on Kindle Unlimited.

The pronunciation is even worse, the text-to-speech voice is mechanical, and if a butterfly farts in Europe, it will turn off your listening experience, so you need everything on your phone set up for listening.

If you happen to have an extra phone or device, consider keeping it in a glass case somewhere it can't be jostled, buttons pushed, and lint can't touch the screen, and use it to listen to text-to-speech audiobooks like "Julius Streicher" or "Landmark Speeches of National Socialism" by Randall L Bytwerk. (Don't expect him to provide any glowing pro-nationalist analysis, of course.)

Believe it or not, Kindle is one source for Audiobooks if you can tolerate the text-to-speech engine on your device. Accessibility features of your phone may include TalkBack, and you can easily activate "continuous reading mode" which automatically advances each page for you.

Before activating TalkBack, I like to dim the screen, set the display time-out to 30 minutes, set up whatever bluetooth, settings, text size and turn on "Do Not Disturb" because any little thing will interrupt the text-to-speech.

Unfortunately, the Accessibility settings makes it much harder and slower to use your phone and verbally announcing everything you're doing, so you end up turning it off as soon as you're done listening. It's not multi-tasking friendly.

But if you're stuck somewhere and need to plow through a lot of material that isn't on Audible or MP3, then it's worth using.

If and when I can get away with listening at work, while driving or elsewhere, I definitely prefer listening via Audible or MP3 books, seminars, interviews, course material and podcasts. I'd never hop on a bike and expect TalkBack to work flawlessly for the next 7 miles in my pocket. It's much to fidgety for that.

Kindle also once included George Lincoln Rockwell's classic books. I've got my copies already, so they're grandfathered in and presumably could be lent out to friends or family for up to 14 days at a time.

Option 3: Balabolka

If you don't know the value of reading, not just books, you won't bother. I've binged listened to email series, rather than wearing out my eyes.

Balaboka is a Windows text-to-speech software that will convert any text into MP3s to listen on-the-go. Over the years, I've found myself listening to many hours of material this way. But I wouldn't call it convenient.

PDFs or text makes me efficient at editing text. Nobody wants to listen to the text-to-speech engine saying "Underscore underscore underscore" hundreds of times in a row and hearing "http://www.blahblah.com" gets old really fast, and you don't necessarily need to hear the title or footer or chapter heading on every single page, so a little finessing is required, but once you've got the knack of the search and replace function, it goes a lot quicker than you'd think.

If there's something you can't listen to any other way, if you're looking for someone to read all your web pages full of speeches to you, this is my fallback plan.

It's how I listened to dozens of translations of Hitler and Goebbels's speeches years ago, clipped from a university website.

And if that wasn't enough effort, I'll sometimes have to go in search of a PDF, if that's all I can find, upload and convert the file with a PDF-to-text site with or without OCR (optical character recognition) and THEN strip out the unwanted fluff before converting it to a text-to-speech MP3.

Yes. Really. When you don't play videogames or watch TV, you've got plenty of time for such things.

Option 4: Archive.org

This is a relatively new discovery for me. I didn't know you could "check out" books for an hour at a time on Archive.org. It must be new.

This resource alone gives me access to an astonishingly large library of books I can't easily procure otherwise, including newsletters.

In the past few weeks, it's already been a magnificent find and has quickly become my favorite library.

Option 5: Translating It Yourself

Yes, really! If you thought the Balbolka option was extreme, you ain't seen nuthin' yet. We're past the easy part. This is the bonus material.

If you can get the German language text of a particular speech or pamphlet of particular importance to you, but there's no English translation available, you might be able to use a browser plug-in and get readable results.

It will be a very literal translation. Not very pleasant to read, but the result is far more comprehensible than trying spending hour or years trying to puzzle out what a Lüftgebungen might be.

So let's call in the robot overlords!

You can feed a paragraph at a time of original German texts into GPT-3 (the current generation of AI overlord), priming it to give you an English translation. Works with many, but not all languages.

You can even specify (in plain english) that you want a translation a 3rd grader could understand.

To do this, I go into AI Dungeon, create a new story (or whatever it's called) clear out all the priming I possibly can and strip it down to the most raw GPT-3 interface I can.

Then I prime it for input by saying:

"In German:"

And paste a paragraph of text.

Then "In English" or "Translated into 5th-grade English:" or whatever version I'm looking for.

Access to "Dragon Mode" gives you the full GPT-3. I call it an "electronic Israelite" since it's taken on the character of the defamatory text it's been reading on the internet.

Dragon Mode is available via a paid subscription to AI Dungeon. With prompting and supervision, it can translate several major languages adequately, makes lists, writes pamphlets and churn out massive amounts of content. Some of it true.

If the project is worth much more time, effort and expense, you can multiply your capabilities.

Another profitable use of GPT-3 is it can help write mediocre advertising copy, bland fiction, and lack-luster speeches. It badly needs a human editor with a little discretion and taste. Luckily, these are easy to come by.

But I eagerly await the capabilities of future generations of the AI.

Until then, I'd hire an assistant or request a volunteer to do a first draft of any work that matters, only use it for what it's good at.

At this point, it's good at translating, ok at re-hashing mediocre fiction full of cliche ideas.

It can produce and/or flesh out a bare-bones outline 17 different ways without breaking a sweat and it can be absolutely brilliant at brainstorming. No more writer's block.

And several original versions of things can be fairly rapidly produced. Which is a bit like article-spinning, if you know what that is. There are lots of SEO and social media applications, such as throwing off the sentiment analysis of social media posts, all run by a dollar-an-hour employee at a clickfarm somewhere.

And whatever GPT-3 produces is usually right, or close enough. or obviously wrong.

Anything you're not 100% sure of can be easily fact-checked by humans thanks to cheap gigs on Fiverr. Depends on your budget, doesn't it?

The AI can't quite fact check itself yet. But in the scheme of things, ghost writing has never been cheaper and easier.

With help from the machine, I cranked an entire Boy Scout-style training booklet for the Fair Use Youth in about half an hour or so. Which is about as much time as it takes to read it.

But if you're just translating something into English to drop into Balboka and get your MP3 to listen to on a nice leisurely bike ride, then you can feed the text output into your text-to-speech reader or produce a unique, copyright-free modern translation of the third Reich's pamphlets suitable for redistribution, all machine-translated in the style of your choice.

I'll leave that up to you.

Option 6: YouTube

Who do you want to read you the Bible? James Earl Jones, David Suchet or Michael York? There are so many audiobooks on YouTube, old and new, along with all kinds of things that really shouldn't be on YouTube, according to the DMCA, but it is.

On YouTube, you'll most easily find the works of the founders of the early church, the apocrypha and much more. Things that are popular, but ancient are incredibly easy to find. You'll find the original Grimm's Fairy Tales such as Ashputtel, a version of Cinderella,.

Option 7: Be Creative

The internet is so vast, you can easily find things you wouldn't normally expect to find. Almost as soon as you start looking.

I've found educational resources in all kinds of ways. If it's not on Amazon, maybe someone's got it on eBay. Maybe someone has notes, a summary, or commentary, or just a blog post about the 17 principles listed in the book. Which might be all I need.

There might be at least a dozen ways to get a book or recording, even if it's out of print. I've seen VHS tapes of old TV shows from the 90s which are otherwise hard to find. There's an entire website dedicated to Hard-To-Find Seminars.

Option 8: Go Offline

Offline options abound. There are vast treasuries of comic books and magazines sitting around in boxes in stores, basements, attics or garages if you're willing to go find them, and they can have remarkable educational value.

Marketers have clipped and compiled all the best "million dollar ads" that ran for years, pasting them into books and collections they call "swipe files".

There are collectors of all kinds, and many dusty old things worth collecting.

How to Date Tons of Younger Women as a Middle-Aged Man

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Sat, 3 Jul 2021 06:38:00 -0700

"Be fruitful and multiply." - Some book.

Even in your 40s, 50s, and beyond you can date tons of women. And dating needn't be a joyless, difficult, nor a fruitless endeavor. Especially as a man gets older.

The multitudinous joys of a fruitful
courtship simply cannot be understated.

Quick question: If you did nothing but dance with someone else's dance partner, have you committed adultery? Nope. This article contains detailed instructions to take a girl right out from under her gentleman suiter. That's not adultery.

I don't presume a couple is sleeping with each other. I presume a woman can make up her own damn mind, and that those who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.

Don't trust all your hopes to a life of fornication and indecision and then wag your finger of judgment at me when your childless pinball partner ditches you for a real man who knows what women are for.

The following post is inspired by my own damn self, believe it or not.

I woke up one day, broke, single, rusty and middle-aged, having basically lived like a cloistered Benedictine monk for over a decade.

But it turns out I've still got my old chops, so I went out anyway and met 24 women over the course of 5 hours. Not in one of those speed dating gigs, but in the old fashioned way:

Without permission. Without backup. Without a plan of action.

The hardest part was finding them since I wanted to limit my driving distance at first. Probably could have done a lot better if I'd just started out where they all were. But I got there eventually.

And 42% of these interactions were very positive.

I know because I've started recording the details on a spreadsheet. Because girlfriend-getting is a very serious business and because I'm doing it for science.

At my age, I'd have been overjoyed with just 10% of those gorgeous, enchanting women giving me a beautiful smile because that would mean it's only a matter of time before I find the right girl(s) for me.

But I'll take 42% if I can get it.

Those interactions taught me something I already knew. That 2 of those people were very interested in age. How old I was, how old they were, how young someone else looked. In both cases, they were people who'd already responded very, very positively. In other words, these were "shit tests." Nobody else noticed or cared. Only girls who were already attracted to me "cared" or even mentioned it.

This might be because the mass media paints "white" guys as #MeToo pedo offenders just like Jeffrey Epstein and Harvey Weinstein and the others. They don't actually know what they're talking about, of course.

As a defense mechanism, women like to leverage any age difference as an obvious way to rattle my cage, but it won't work on me anymore. I've dated younger women and their youth simply can't compete with my immaturity.

When I say I inspired myself. I recently wrote an article about my glory days, following it up with an article on how to make a thousand white supremacist babies (to pwn the libs).

I guess in some ways I'd been feeling a little low because I only really spent about 8 years of my life chasing women with any real knowledge or ability, and it had taken me all that time to find one I really liked, but it didn't last. Such is life.

I didn't give up immediately. I tried to continue dating and went through the motions for awhile.

And at first glance, replacing her seemed like too much effort, so I soon enough gave up on the idea that I'd find someone else like her, mainly because so many women are deeply disappointing these days, whether you can get them in bed or not.

But after doing the math, I realized I may have been wrong about women.

Being young and new to the game, I'd actually been extremely lazy and slow to gain knowledge and experience those 8 years, lacking discipline, wisdom, caution and good habits.

In addition, I'd been tolerating women of low quality, tolerating much of their bad behavior, and selecting girls who were a poor fit for me. Why? Because at the time, I really didn't know what I wanted. And at first, I didn't know how different women could be.

But now I do.

All of which means I don't need 8 years to replicate the result!

After running the numbers, I figure it could take as little as 8 to 16 weeks to find myself a girl of equal or greater quality than the last one. Probably less.

I guess I'd stretched about 16 weeks of "pick-up" across 8 years of dating, hanging around too long with women I could have very easily replaced. I even dated one of those women (off and on) for probably 7 of those 8 years (or about a year, billing like a lawyer) in between other girlfriends, giving me even less motivation to master my "applied social skills."

Meaning I've gotten fairly skilled in a short amount of time, leveraging as few as a few thousand approaches I could parlay into other opportunities.

If so, this means even as a beginner, I must have slept with more than 1% of the women I approached, averaging probably about 50 times per girl. If that's right, then that's at least one "night" with a girl for every 2 approaches.

And I've only gotten better, more selective, more attractive, more "non-reactive" (as they call it) since then. Now, if that doesn't motivate you to do some science, what will?

I might even be able to replace or upgrade from the previous favorite. Let's think this through. She wasn't perfect back then and she's way too old for me now. I know much more about the importance of race than I used to. I realized...

If I only made the effort, it would be almost impossible to fail!

After all, I already know what worked before, what kind of girl it worked on, how to spot someone of the same type, what we enjoyed doing most, which traits and behaviors best resembled all the other top-tier girlfriends I'd dated.

These are the commonalities. Marketers look for commonalities in respondents to help them target future ad campaigns to a certain psychographic or demographic.

It may not seem like much of an advantage until you learn about how scientists classify groups of animals. Classifications allow you to accurately predict and explain the behavior of individuals based on their classification.

If you've classified a species of migratory bird, you know it's never going to make a nest when the weather turns cold.

Turns out you can do the same with women and save yourself heaps of time. And if you can classify them along 3 axes, you'll arrive at 8 classifications.

Dividing the human female population into 8 groups narrows down the search considerably. If you didn't classify women, you'd think you'd never find a woman with all the traits you're looking for.

But all these highly desirable traits work together.

If you said, "I want a girl with toned legs, great shoulders, healthy skin, a flat stomach, and a pretty face", you might think you're being too picky.

But you're not. It turns out a face looks much prettier, healthier and blemish free in a woman who cares about her health and fitness and takes care of herself. Her stomach will be flatter, her buttocks firmer, her shoulders stronger, her body toned, her skin healthier, her face prettier.

You can easily get 5 amazing traits for the price of one. You also get bonus traits such as youth and fertility and high sex drive, since these traits are likely to occur in a youthful, fertile person who is physically active.

If you want a woman with no sex drive, no fertility, blotchy skin, infections, rashes, an ugly personality, find yourself an old fat feminist.

Whether you're an ugly feminist or a beautiful athlete depends on one single life decision. Will you blame others for all your problems or see yourself as the cause and take responsibility for yourself?

Because greater beauty, health, fertility, clear skin and a higher sex drive are the end result of a woman taking personal responsibility for the outcomes in her life. This makes it much easier to classify women into meaningful, useful categories.

Implementing The Plan

My original goal was to meet 50 women per day, which (at this rate) would have taken ten hours a day for several weeks with all this ridiculous pandemic nonsense.

But if I can cut down that effort by learning to spot the "right bird", then I'm only approaching the likeliest prospects and spending most of my time and effort on those who appear to be pre-qualified based on appearance, fitness, personality, my interest, their interest and whether or not they have a sense of humor.

Because I know something about the personality "type" I want, I can accurately predict lots of things. Exactly where they'll be and when, who they'll be with, how they got there and who's paying for it.

The more skill you gain, the fewer women you need to approach. The better I get, the more women enjoy the experience, but the less often I need to approach women. This explains why women "don't like being approached." Most of the men they meet are the most incompetent men. From their perspective, my competence is very rare, which makes it even easier for me to stand out in a crowd.

A beautiful woman might be "hit on" hundreds of times per year. Maybe thousands, depending how provocatively she dresses. The Hijab in NYC video demonstrates that women are only getting the attention they invite by dressing in skin-tight clothes, a clear unconscious signal that a woman may be ovulating ("We did see a little bit more skin.") or may be open to being approached.

If you see your social skills as a way to brighten the day of women who want (and asked for) the attention and interest of men, then you'll get better and better at predicting which women are most likely single, interested, available, and looking.

The simple fact is nobody does thousands of approaches to get ONE date. Men might persist in doing cold approaches to get dozens of options, to increase their skills, knowledge, and to enrich and expand their social circle and influence. And they do it for fun.

But fun or not, one hopes one day they won't need to cold approach forever. Hopefully they'll find the right person and live happily ever after.

Once you've built, nourished and maintained that priceless network of friends and acquaintances, you won't necessarily need to re-stock that pond very often and you could personally and professionally coast for years on the fruits of a few thousand cold approaches, especially in the social media age.

This isn't to say most friends, acquaintances, girlfriends or boyfriends are precious. Practically speaking, most have virtually no value, think no useful thoughts serve only as mindless consumers and taxpayers and are probably more a drain on society than anything else.

But a few are absolutely priceless and more than make up for everyone else put together.

As long as you don't say "Sex or GTFO", you'll meet women who'll send you more girlfriends than you can possibly handle. Some of the same-day lays know fewer women than you do because their social life is about stringing guys along. But the "prudes" might know thousands of women with raging maternal instincts who are looking for an eligible guy to take care of, to fix up, who might be too busy with their job, pets and hobbies to ever find a great guy like you.

In the meantime might even get to enjoy the courtship process a little. It's been known to happen when you're with some consenting member of the opposite sex. And good things can lead to other good things.

In general, women can be very useful, even if you're not sleeping with them. This is something that wouldn't have occurred to me unless I'd personally experienced it so many times.

It's this thing called "friendship". I need to do more reading about it. Seems promising. Contrary to popular belief, it's sometimes ok for a man to befriend a beautiful girl. As long as really friendship and not being part of her small band of desperate beta male slaves trying to impress her by manipulating her into sex with reciprocity.

The good news is our best days don't have to be in the past, mixed up with painful memories. If you never quit on your future, then your future will never quit on you.

The Advantages of Being Older

If you're older, you're probably aware of all the disadvantages, so I'll just skip those for now. As long as you've got your hair and teeth, healthy diet and regular exercise will greatly improve most of them. If not, there's implants.

Did you know men don't even start losing any attractiveness until AFTER the age of 50! But here's some of the advantage they've got:

Much more knowledge, skill and life experience. Like knowing how to get a girl who has a guy.

Here's the thing. The best women are rarely alone. Often, they're already with a guy. And as much as I genuinely hope they'll be happy and stay together forever, I also know that it's mathematically unlikely to occur.

That doesn't mean I support or condone adultery, nor should any such thing be inferred. I'm certainly not forcing anyone to fornicate and/or presume they own other human beings. People do all this weird stuff all on their own without my help, whether they're married or not.

"Boyfriend" means not married. Hopefully it means they're not having premarital sex. But that's none of my business.

Shoulda put a ring on it.

Imagine that an unencumbered ingenue is in the company of a male suitor and you entreated, "May I have this dance?" And if the two of you were to quite enjoy being paired off together, you might take the evening in another direction entirely. Wouldn't surprise me.

She's probably banging him, but I'm about as interested in his problems as he is in mine, if I'm honest about it.

If they part ways, it was never meant to be.

What's very likely to happen (whether I'm there or not) is she'll either cheat on him, leave him for someone like me, or else she'll let clueless guys like him pay for all those dates, dinners, movies and entertainment while she gets carnal gratification from a guy who actually knows how to light her fire.

And unlike some young fools, when I find something worth having, I'm perfectly willing and able to keep what I take.

Which is as many war brides as I can carry.

The Disadvantage of Youth

Now a younger man might not get away with approaching a young. attractive couple. How do I know? Because I've tried. I used to be a young. And I approached all kinds of groups. Total strangers. Unless they're wearing matching "his" and "hers" t-shirts, their affiliation isn't obvious. Even when it's obvious, it isn't certain.

Even when a man is absolutely certain he's exclusive with a woman, she may have something completely different in mind. Ever happen to you? It's happened to me. First time out of the gate.

Did anyone give a damn how I felt about it? Other than myself, not one soul on earth. But I never forgot that I could easily step onto the other side of the equation.

As long as women are welcome to change their minds without consequence of any kind, then I may as well use this fact to my advantage.

As far as I know, fornicating boyfriends have no legal recourse whatsoever. Only married men have any theoretical rights to a woman's fidelity, as limited as those rights may be.

Hypothetically, all men have the option to marry a virgin bride, but the "free milk" option seems to have entirely enticed them away from the relative sanity of "buying the cow". Rather than calling it "Christendom", maybe we should instead call the Western world "Fornication Land."

It presently seems to me that the best way to increase the happiness of the world is to be a part of it. Because you simply can't be selfless about everything. It just won't do! They used to say "If you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the problem."

If you like it then you should have put a ring on it. I happen to agree with Beyonce, but for the wrong reasons.

The Girlfriend Snatchin' Business

But now because I'm just so dang old and weigh a couple extra pounds, a handsome young lad with a super-fit girl won't suspect me. Not enough that he'll blow his top, anyway, which means I can sometimes get away with all the good stuff while he gets stuck paying the bill.

In case you've never watched any nature videos, here's how it works:

First, you need a reason to approach. A dog is almost always a reason to approach.

If she's out walking a dog with her guy, nice poochie! "My favorite breed!" This worked two nights in a row. Both nights it was German Shepherds.

No dogs? No problem. All you need is a curious mind.

As a lover of truth, you're on a mission to learn the truth. And you don't believe the propaganda. Which means we must question our assumptions and find out from the source where fit, healthy, gorgeous, attractive women hang out.

Guess what? She'll gladly tell me. Sure, I could Google it, but asking hot girls how they like to work up a sweat is much more fun, don't you think? So ask, and ye shall receive.

Asking buys me at least 30 seconds. Plenty of time!

Typically, girls (being more social and adaptive) will respond helpfully while the dumb young guy sits there like there's an entire log in his brain.

Suppose I hand her my card and say, "You'll probably think of something in 10 or 20 minutes and say, 'I should have told him about X!' So you can text me if you come up with any other ideas. I'd really appreciate it." There could be lots of other things this card accomplishes, but that's for the advanced class.

Right now, you just need to open up a communication channel or else you'll definitely never see her again. With intelligent follow-up procedures, the possibility is well above zero.

By being a stupid idiot, I created an excuse to approach. An excuse which gives me a reason to exchange contact information.

And believe it or not, I've just demonstrated several very attractive qualities, made strong eye contact, I listened to what she said while she told me about things she cares about (which might be an entirely new experience in her life) and maybe made a cute or funny remark while creating a reason to talk later.

Yes. I did all that. Yes, in 30 seconds.

While she's standing there with a guy. He's two paces ahead of her, waiting. She's lagging behind, anchored down to her effort to help me. Because some women predictably need to feel like they're helpful and needed. Which kind? The kind I'm looking for, of course.

I didn't get his name. No problem. Didn't get her name, either. Didn't need to. Why would I want that information right now? It's not worth anything yet. I want extremely attractive women to text me and say, "Hi. It's Cara from the movies and you wanted to know what else to do for fun. You were right. I just thought of something else fun to do."

Why did she think of something else fun to do? Probably because I planted that idea in her head and because for some reason, her unconscious mind likes me and trusts me a whole lot. How did that happen?

Because I'm not 25 anymore and I know a few more things about how the female mind works.

And even without consulting the runes, I know exactly what I could invite her to go do. How? Because she just told me what she likes doing. Remember?

If I successfully sparked any attraction whatsoever, I just bypassed the "got a boyfriend" thing and I don't even need to say "I don't care" because we've already met and it's perfectly obvious that I don't care or judge or consider her to be an evil slut if she's not instantly married to him forever.

And there's plausible deniability so that her conscious, aware, wide awake, rational, judgmental mind doesn't necessarily need to know exactly what she subconsciously plans to do with me later in this friendship.

Let's Just Be Friends

Some men say it's crucial to communicate sexual intent the first time you meet a woman. I agree that it's crucial to communicate your intent, but for about half the female personality types, leading with a sexuality ultimatum ("You'll consider physical intimacy or BTFO!") might be the wrong intent to communicate.

It's inefficient. A man is often asking a woman to consciously "swipe right" and openly state that she's done so, even before she's had 15 seconds to process her gut reaction to you, before you've demonstrated anything about your personality and thought process, which is the only thing she COULD be genuinely attracted to, and before you've done anything worthy of a positive evaluation.

Essentially, you're asking a girl to judge you on your looks. But you only look like a stranger.

This might be hard to believe, but if I'm attracted to a woman, I wouldn't mind seeing her again, even as a friend. This is something that's baffling to some men. But think about this:

Imagine if there were two churches in town. One was full of ugly, fat, old, mean, scowling, wicked trolls who hate you. The other is full of beautiful, healthy, happy, fit women who all like you. Which of these two church would you rather attend, even if you couldn't sleep with all of the women?

Are you happy to get out of the morning and go to church and get hugs and kisses from 100 ultra-fit supermodels?

Then if it was one of the available options, why wouldn't you invite these beautiful people into your social circle to inspire you, to help you, to be a good influence, to cheer you up and root for you, to fix you up with their amazingly cute single friends?

Do you want to know when a girl who looks like Heidi Klum is "on the market" before anyone else knows she's single?

And if a girl is not into the "friends" thing because she's clearly playing the field, then you can adapt your approach to fit those circumstances.

Early on, I was taught there are two types. You treat the whores like a princess and you treat the princesses like whores.

True, but incomplete. It would take roughly 3 to 5 hours to fully explain, but there are at least a couple more important dimensions to consider, leading to several distinct female classifications (or personality types).

What Social Media Can Do For You

To young people, it probably seems like social media has always existed. But it hasn't. Back when I was in the game, the instructions in the forums suggested bringing an envelope of 1-hour photos to a bar or nightclub to show women how cool your life is.

While many of us thoughtlessly post everything we eat on social media next to everyone else's twenty thousand baby pictures, the social engineers plot and scheme ways of somehow obtaining ways to get the right kind of photos or videos to somehow seem like their life is awesome.

She might feel very different after seeing me in a positive light. My social media probably doesn't show very many pictures of me drowning kittens or strangling puppies. I don't bite the heads off bats?

But but if you've only ever seen mainstream propaganda about me, then you probably think I wipe out Indian tribes and bison on the weekends. (Because I'm white.)

If you scroll through my wall of propaganda, you'll find out that I'm probably not a serial killer.

a pretty woman again. As long as she fits my initial requirements, then I don't mind inviting her to stuff as a friend.

You don't need to be friends with a girl until after you're friends with the deepest part of her mind. If you know how to spark attraction after striking up a friendship, then you can bypass the requirement

The guys aren't always this clueless, but often enough. At my age I'm convinced I could wear a t-shirt that says "I'm going to bang your girlfriend" and I'd never be suspected. I could also approach with perfectly innocent intentions and they guy would get upset because insecure men consider other men to be a threat.

And that very insecurity helps me "destroy" him if I want, simply by repeatedly, very politely, shrewdly and innocently pointing out his insecurity, which she will have already noticed.

"Oh, I really hope I didn't upset him. He seems so nice. He can come hang out with us. Oh, just you and a bikini? Well, that's ok, too."

I actually said this the other night to a girl who looked like she was
dressed for SCUBA. Her boyfriend seemed less than thrilled.

Among clueless normies, women make all the decisions. And I'm ok being one of the decisions she makes.

Non-zero is only success rate I need. The rest is a cherry on top.

Can anything improve the odds or make the work easier or reduce the number of approaches I need so I can run a growing social life from my smartphone and save several tanks of gas?

Off the top of my head, there's referrals, follow-ups, testimonials (Yes, I really called up an ex and had her give my date a testimonial.), funnel optimization, list segmentation by personality, psychology, interests, and behavior, inviting them to a series of group events, reversing the pressure, noticing commonalities of ideal prospects and then filling the pipeline with micro-targeted paid advertising, selling products/services specifically to to defer the cost of running ads and turning the audience into active evangelists and (incentivized?) "fishers of men" to bring me more prospects, hosting after-parties and more, using call booking software and hiring virtual assistants to quietly handle the high volume of calls, texts, voicemails, queries, emails, and the social media.

Doing a fraction of those things could help you build up a very active and rapidly growing social life, especially if you're willing to do 500 to 1,000 more approaches, which might take as little as 8 to 16 weeks in your spare time.

Particularly if you know what you're doing. Which I do.

Or else you could use the exact same kinds of techniques to start a thriving bible study group or mountain trail hiking club in about the same amount of time.

For a quick tour of my glory days:
My Photogenic Life Before Social Media

The Deadly Mistake In Our Most Effective Recruiting Videos

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Wed, 23 Jun 2021 17:41:00 -0700

Our best videos use emotions to move us, use facts and evidence to confirm our feelings. A great video is like a bite-sized party platform. There's enough evidence to make each point, but not too much.

In some cases, it's simply reminding you of what you already know.

Most importantly, it proposes a solution.

But here's what's often missed:

CTA

George Lincoln Rockwell's "What's Next" Direct Mail-Based Political Campaign

Every video, every mailer, every brochure, every effective blog post should conclude with a specific, clear call to action.

One can be tacked on, but Rockwell, a marketing man would have known to include a CTA telling people where to go next. If you want people organized or better informed, you're going to include the instructions, such as the VERY old-school "Please include a self-addressed, stamped envelope for more information", very relevant in Rockwell's time. In fact, that was his exact call to action. Send an envelope for evidence. What Rockwell gets from this is a return mailing address to send a follow-up sequence by mail.

Every car dealership knows you've basically got one shot to sell a car because people will not be back on their own. But when you actively campaign, you more than double the number of conversions, sign-ups, recruits, requests, or whatever you're behavior you're trying to orchestrate.

Last I checked, a mailer still beats everything else as a means of cutting through the clutter and maintaining top-of-mind awareness. If you're organized and motivated, you'll mail those things as long as they're profitable.

For example, you'll probably solicit donations, even at a loss, just to find out which of the ten guys out of a million make donations. Then if he donates enough to pay the postage to cover it, you'll follow up with him at least 20 more times. Maybe more.

And by the way, the cost of reaching out to him 10 more times covered by the biggest donors. If your letter isn't working, you follow up with a phone call and find out why. You use what you learn in the phone call to keep improving your mailer.

This simple arithmetic allows you to be in his mailbox at least 20 or 30 times every time he donates twenty bucks and the check clears. If he chipped in twenty bucks, do you think he might consider making another donation (of any size) in the next 20 to 30 months?

If not, you might cut him loose and keep mailing to those who do, calling those who do.

Month 1: You could start with a $200 mailing budget. We'll call that 400 mailers, since maybe it's just postcards sent to those who requested info.

Ten guys make donations. Average size of donation: $10.

Month 2: You now have a budget to mail $100 of postcards to those 10 guys. But guess what? You don't need $100 to reach those ten guys! So you now have enough money to mail each of those guys 10 times asking for donations, offering products and events, or even better, a surplus budget.

You can afford envelopes this time. A dollar per piece. Maybe you'll look at what the 10 guys have in common, segment your list based on likely indicators (like the state which produce the most donors, last names, or other useful information you can detect.)

Month 2's mailing is a total dud! You only stimulate $20 in donations! But that gives you enough to mail donor list and the prospect list. If you keep mailing the likely prospects, you'll probably find another donor to hammer forever. Let's say we find another donor.

Every month you get more than $22 in donations from these guys, you can afford to keep mailing envelopes. If you get six bucks, it covers the postcards. Each month, you're telling them about what madness is going on this month and how crucial, critical, and helpful their contribution is. (A "news" letter.) And, of course, it improves your outreach. Lots of manual labor, but it's worth it. Why?

That's very simple. It's because we've just established the average lifetime value of each donor. That's right. The average donor is worth $2 per month. ($20 divided by ten guys.) At this rate, if you successfully mail to them for only 5 years, they're worth $120 apiece.

And this gives everything you need to know for your marketing budget, which helps you scale very quickly. But this is advanced marketing, so pay close attention.

If 10 donors kick in only $20 per month when mailed, then it stands to reason 1,000 of these donors could kick in $2,000 per month. Now it's getting interesting, isn't it? Where do we find these donors? From our request list. They didn't become donors yet, but if the average donor is worth $2 per month, then they're worth $24 per year. If they stick for 5 years, they're worth $120 apiece. Which tells us what?

If we finance our growth (with a credit card offering 0% interest for 6 months, for example) and the numbers hold, then maybe we can afford to spend up to $120 to find each new donor like that. And fellas, $120 certainly pays for a whole lot of postcards, doesn't it?

Yes, it does. In fact, as long as you can operate at a loss for 5 years, you'd only need a 0.42% response rate from your "please mail me more information" list. And if your response rate is that bad, you either need better copy or a better list.

By the way, if you hit these numbers, get excited. Because any investment that repays you 20% per year easily out-performs the stock market, so this is an easy win. Ask your friends and relatives if they'd like to earn 20% per year while you do all the work and they'd say "DEFINITELY."

The thing is you really don't need to pay 20%. Some would be happy to earn 9%, 10%, or maybe 12% on their money, leaving you with the other 8+ percent to cover operational costs.

They'll certainly understand there's risk involved in any venture. And if you learn how to scale responsibly, working within the numbers, your little "publishing company" (or whatever you want to call it) can be a great success.

For someone who has the ability to make a video like the ones, nothing prevents them from scaling up much bigger in order to reach more people. Anecdotally, I've heard that reaching a million people by mail draws less unwanted attention than reaching 10,000 people with a TV ad. Some of the guys who regularly do this are very humble. Some are self-aggrandizing.

It's basic arithmetic. There's certainly more to know, but it's worth learning.

If you want to know more, hit me up. Just send a self-addressed, stamped envelope to.... No, that's not it.

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This keeps your inbox nice and clear, making sure you only learn about stuff you're most interested in.

How To Have a Thousand White Supremacist Babies

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Wed, 9 Jun 2021 10:11:00 -0700

Disclaimer: What follows are the sorts of religious beliefs I got by reading the Bible and giving it some independent thought. So hear me out. I'll connect this to scripture in a quick second:

In theory, a single white supremacist can get hundreds of women pregnant with lots of white supremacist babies. In theory, I said. We'll come to to the point if you can hold your horses for two seconds.

This kind of 21st-century family simply doesn't have enough kids.

In the end, the theoretical ability to breed a white supremacist nation comes down to a question of social skills and the individual will to produce a vast progeny.

Some have that desire. Such men might read an article like this one.

Sadly, some lack the imagination to entertain such a notion.

But wait. How can babies be white supremacist? Well, I have reason to believe a cluster of traits will tend to pass from one generation to the next.

You can't quite clone a white supremacist. It doesn't work that way. But if an "evil racist Nazi bigot" had a dozen kids, at least one of them is going to be a whole lot more like dad than the other eleven.

And a few duds will be marching in pride parades and twisting off their family jewels or whatever. This actually happened to a guy with 14 kids (that we know of).

But one or two followed very closely in the tradition of their dad. Several were pretty close, but lacked a certain something.

And some were disgusting, horrible duds, thieves, scumbags, going around waving a flag on a rainbow-colored parade float.

It's a good thing he didn't stop at 3 or 4 kids.

Currently, the most socially acceptable way knocking up a few hundred babes is through the is through the modern social convention of serial monogamy. By modern standards, if a baby mamma dumps you and you bang ten other chicks, then it's not cheating.

Jesus has a strong opinion about this serial monogamy stuff, obviously.

The least socially acceptable way to impregnate hundreds of women is to stay married to all your baby mammas in Utah, just as Jesus required (See the "no divorce" rule). Keeping multiple wives was practiced by the patriarchs.

Serial wives are just multiple wives who don't stick around. So a harem is just the same as modern society minus the divorce.

But here's why that doesn't matter.

Most modern women are averse to the harem lifestyle. They hate other women. They also hate men. So they're anti-Christ in both respects.

Between Taylor Swift and Selena Gomez songs, you don't need to worry about whether you'll be required to stick around as a dad. Because as you know, women today change men more often than they change their socks. It's not your fault. You're off the hook, frankly.

[Details to follow.]

And in the technological age, does it even matter whether you have access to your children? That's what YouTube is for. And frankly, that's what the Bible is for. Any kid who finds God is all set, father-wise. And any kid who's predisposed to find God will do so.

If you're not allowed to raise your kids, at least they can find you on Snapchat.

What about that "provide for your family" verse?

Be careful not to misquote the Bible. A man should provide for his family. It's true. Worse than an unbeliever if he doesn't.

Especially members of his own household. If someone's not a member of his own household, then he wouldn't provide any more than he'd provide to any other family outside his household, right?

Yes, the government feels a little different about this, of course. I'm told debtors prisons only exist for deadbeat dads. And I don't want you to be a prisoner of the state.

I just want you to acquire valuable social skills.

But you should know one thing. The only time the government comes after a guy for child support is when the mom asks for it.

If a random guy is accused by a mom of being the biological dad, he's considered guilty until he proves his innocence. True.

But this usually happens when a woman has two things: The desire and the ability to do so.

She must have the desire.

She must know what to say.

And who to talk to.

Otherwise, there won't be alimony. There won't be child support.

PUT DOWN THAT DUCT TAPE. We're not there, yet.

There are a number of reasons why a woman might keep her big mouth shut.

Maybe she doesn't know who the dad is. Very common. Maury Povich himself couldn't track down the kid's dad.

Maybe she's tragically succumbed to a sudden, unexpected coma after a freak hiking incident.

Maybe she got lost at sea or got struck by lightning. Then she's not going to be volunteering that type of information, is she?

And if she's not volunteering information, she's not involving the family courts.

Don't get any weird ideas. I'm just illustrating a point.

Before you start cutting any brake lines, you really only need to address one of two issues.

1) The desire

and

2) The ability

Luckily, I have a plan which solves both of these problems. I'm pretty sure it's legal.

Suppose you had sufficient social skills to impregnate hundreds of women, then you have enough social skill to address her desires, abilities, and you were able to provide for all those kids.

Then the government's happy. They get lots of new taxpayers.

She's happy, presumably. I don't necessarily care about whether she's "happy". There's no way to make a woman happy. We can split the atom, but still can't make a woman happy.

I'm not talking about using magical mind control powers or drugs, either. As you know, I have a deep religious belief that kids don't cost nuthin'.

These kids, for instance:

Them thar kids need to git me that dern cotton out the field! (Small children are income-producing assets.)

These days, a woman just can't seem make a living if she only has three kids and two horses. She's gonna need at least 5 kids and four horses out in the field to live in the kind of luxury and comfort she really wants.

Someone's got to pay for that washing machine! (Fact: Humans lived for thousands of years without a washing machine.)

Social skill #1: Frame control.

Actually, you don't need much more than that one.

Society is winning the game of "frame control." Society looks at kids as a cost because society is dumb and forgetful.

That's a lie which goes completely unexamined these days.

A 4-year old "clump of cells" is sent to dildo school to learn about their God-given right to profanity, watching porn on their friend's smartphone and stream multiplayer games on Twitch with other racists while mom makes their supper.

"HURRY UP WITH MY F***ING HOT POCKETS, MOM!"

Like it says in the Bible, modern parents are nothing but slaves who serve their kids, ferry them to soccer practice, gymnastics, and any other twat flashing activity the devil insists they do with all the other greased-up harlots.

But you go ahead and listen to society if you'd rather.

In the case of modern dads, they're literally slaves. "Pay or go to prison, daddy."

But that's only if you buy into the society's "frame of reference". Which takes a powerful amount of stupid, so make sure you're stocked up.

To win the frame game, you need the social skill to win. You'll need logical reasoning.

Yes, with logical reasoning you can (in theory) get a couple hundred chicks pregnant with white supremacist babies. And frame control can accomplish other things, too.

How To Beat the Devil With Facts:

First, you'll need to know what one kid is worth in cash flow. Then you'll need to know how much cash flow you're looking for. Divide the desired cash flow by the number of kids needed and you'll know how many kids you want.

They're passive streams of income. How many of those do you want?

Well, now. That's a horse of a different color!

Once you start mapping out how many kids she's going to need to take care of her in her old age, how many child laborers she'll need to run the farm so she can quit her job while she's young, how many kids she'll need to live in style and comfort, she'll be filling up her shoe closets by laying on her back.

The only animal on the farm worth keeping alive is the animal which produces more than it consumes. Frankly, the same is true of kids. And brides.

There's a saying on the farm. When the hen stops laying it gets the axe.

It's a relatively new saying. Ok, I just made it up. But it's true. You don't keep feeding hens that stop laying. But we like to keep wives around because they're still useful for all kinds of things on the farm. Old hens aren't as useful.

In 5 years or so, your minimal investment in those cotton-picking kids starts paying off. The surplus produced by the first 3 kids pays for all the cost of the next 3 kids and so on.

Most of that time, they're on the teat, so you don't even have to strap a feedbag on them. They're cheap keepers.

Under circumstances like those, the only thing a man needs to provide is food and shelter for a few tiny little creatures who hardly eat anything. Just keep feeding their momma and she'll feed those infants until they're nearly grown up big enough to haul cotton.

I call that a bargain.

As for diapers, what does it cost to wash a re-usable cloth diaper? Not much. All those costs are small. What about thousands of dollars of medical costs? Ever heard of hypno birthing? No drugs, no docs. Midwives are relatively cheap.

What about shoes? Ever heard of hand-me-downs? Thrift stores? Fun fact: Shoe repair goop comes out of the end of a calking gun. I'm wearing some sneakers I repaired at home myself because I'm not going to throw out a perfectly good pair of 20 year old Nikes. Those are brand name shoes! They're the air cushioned kind, too.

How about medicine? 9 times out of 10, it's an infection. You know what causes infections? Nine times out of ten, it's sugar weakening your immune system. No infections, no medical bills. Simple. For the most part, you just have to be careful of broken bones, concussions, and anything that needs stitches. A kid that doesn't watch Superman doesn't jump off a roof. FACT.

And believe it or not, you don't necessarily need a hospital to have a kid. Pain free childbirth.

I didn't get one and look how I turned out. There are lots of complications a competent midwife can straighten out very easily. I'm told re-routing a tangled umbilical cord on the fly isn't that complicated. But the Satan-trained professional docs don't have a clue how to do it without anesthetics and surgery because they're basically morons in a lab coat in most cases.

Hypno-birthing is only useful when you've got a woman who's been brainwashed into believing childbirth is painful. It can be, but it doesn't have to be. What if you did the opposite and brainwashed her into believing it won't bother her a bit. Dentists tried that approach with lots of success. Turns out it works in childbirth, too.

Why do you trust doctors so much, anyway? It's those dumbass docs who tell women they can't get pregnant. Or they'll tell her its too risky to get pregnant. Well guess what:

There's a 100% chance a woman's going to die someday. The only question is whether she'll die childless. Getting pregnant reduces that risk. Her genes go on or they don't. Pretty simple.

And in a larger sense, failing to do your duty to save your tribe betrays the genes of your tribe, to which you owe your entire existence. Think of a queen bee who doesn't want to lay any eggs. Or a soldier bee that doesn't want to sting anybody.

The selfish soldier bee is trying to save herself. But in doing so, she condemns the hive. Be like the queen bee who cranks out the maximum number of soldiers to defeat that invader. Be like the soldier bee who fights to the death and never quits.

You're don't come from people who thought of themselves as individuals, but from individuals who saw themselves as part of a kingdom.

1) You're not an individual. You're a soldier of the realm. Your duty is to produce more soldiers to defend the kingdom and attack and destroy all foreign threats like any bee in a beehive.

2) It's impossible to "die in childbirth." A woman can only survive if her children live long enough to reproduce themselves. Pregnancy carries no risk to a woman. Infertility is the only risk to a woman's life.

3) Children are not an expense, but an investment. Children are an income-producing asset, just like any other animal on the farm. As soon as an animal stops being an asset, an axe comes down and whacks its head off.

4) Pay Or Die. Any farm or farmer that doesn't produce taxes or taxpayers will be and should be cut off by the king and thrown off the land.

Some will say we didn't ask to be born. If "we" are our ancestors, then we sure as heck did. We begged the Lord on bended knee for eternal life. He gave us the good book and made it possible.

This is basic logic and it's frame control. It's a social skill. If you don't have it, you're not social.

A woman who leaves a man has killed the golden goose. The gold comes from his seed. Life itself comes from his loins.

If you want that golden goose, you've got to keep it. A wise man emits more than gold. He emits whole kingdoms, empires and emperors. All these have sprung forth from the loins of Abraham. And eternal life, too.

To any woman on earth, his seed would have been absolutely priceless. His love is priceless. His presence and his wisdom is priceless. His Almighty Father is priceless, sparing the God-fearing from the eternal fire.

Do or die. Social skills. Frame control.

Keep the child's biological dad around. Love, honor and obey. Emphasis on the obey. The devil hates when women obey their men.

She should obey with only the slightest prompting. If you have any social skills whatsoever, she'll tell you whether she's with God or not.

Screening For Quality

First, the pre-screening. Before dating a woman or sleeping with her, count the number of piercings and tattoos. If you find one, stop counting and find someone else.

Second, talk about the NUMBER of children she wants to have. If it's less than 4, show her the door.

Third, if her mom's a lunatic, she's a lunatic. Look for a stable home environment. Is her mom a cat lady? Is there a TV in the house? Is it turned on? Is there a book shelf? Are there books, but no Bibles? Does mom wear pants? Is she an only child or from a small family? Does she wear the pants in the relationship. Do they sit down for dinner together or not?

IS SHE A SINGLE MOM?

If there are 2 or more warning signs, just move on. Forget it. If she's already proven she can't keep a man around, there's a reason.

She's garbage. She's trash. Meaning her crotch burns like fire. She'll hook your kids on meth for sure. And you'll be paying for it from prison while your kids are anally raped in public during a pride parade.

I'm sure you think I'm kidding, but I'm from Seattle, and this stuff actually happens here. She sent me a DM last night. I know what I'm talking about. Except for the anal rape stuff. They keep that on the down low.

Be selective. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Watch how many fish a blue whale eats. Lots and lots of fish. There goes a whole fishery's worth in one gulp. You've got choices.

A man can only love a woman who sticks around. Which will be close to zero percent, in some neighborhoods.

Don't let anyone deceive you. Reality will always the opposite of a deceived society. The right answer is to look where the crowd is going and run the other way.

Who must a man support? First, members of his household. Then his family. Then his tribe. Then his people. Then the world.

Even if you decide to feed the world, remember: The world eats last and Daddy's household eats FIRST.

If she leaves, especially if she leaves you for another guy, then she and her kids get to beg for scraps and crumbs like a dog. The fields and orchards are full of provisions for anyone who works them.

If the family court make sure you end up paying the minimum.

Reduce the Burden of Child Support

Rich men get raked over the coals. They fall into the traps. They get suckered into marriage by a woman who wants his money. Child custody is simply a way of getting more money.

If she doesn't get custody, she won't get much.

No woman is a queen, so I wouldn't treat her like one. (Don't give me that "Queen Elizabeth" stuff, either. That's a rant for another time.]

Keeping a woman in luxury means she'll expect you to maintain it when she's gone. But if you've kept her on barbecued polecat then she can't squeeze blood from a stone.

Don't Have An Income

If the state or family court goes after a guy's income, it's better in my lay opinion if doesn't have one.

Selling your house and giving everything to the poor suddenly sounds a lot smarter after a high-end whore takes you for half your net worth.

[Disclaimer: This is not legal or financial advice and none should be inferred. I'm not a professional tax advisor, accountant nor lawyer. If you need professional advice, go see a tax accountant or lawyer.]

The rich don't have incomes and they don't own stuff. They don't keep anything in their own name.

Yes, they spend money. But it isn't theirs. Rich people don't spend their own money.

Even if they did, why spend it on a woman? Why start her on a lavish lifestyle? Is she a prostitute or a bride? Are you a man or a clueless John?

Shrewd rich men (the kind who stay rich, anyway) only spend what they've borrowed against assets owned by LLCs and/or trusts to reduce their tax liability.

If the state or family court goes looking for an income, they won't find one because there's honestly no income for them to find. Only debt. Rich people never own assets, either. If a woman comes for his house, too bad. Because he doesn't own one. And he doesn't own a car because it's a company car.

But isn't it his company that owns the car? Not necessarily. The company might actually be owned by another entity. The assets might belong to a trust.

In the highly unlikely event a woman decides collecting child support might be in her interest, she might figure out she'll end up with a lot more financial support and benefits by simply sticking around. Access to the company cars, the swimming pools, the sauna, spa and servants go with the house, and that company-owned house ain't goin' nowhere no matter how wide she can do the splits.

She's free to go. But she's not taking anything with her. Not a dime. If even one second of security footage in or around a house or car turns up with her using drugs for any reason, she might not even get one day a week of custody. By my math, I would assume that means no custody or child support, but I'm not an attorney specializing in family law, so I could easily be mistaken.

If she's can't prove she married the guy, some states might not even seriously consider the alimony question. Why would an ex girlfriend get alimony? Well, she might.

It depends on a number of factors, of course. Which is why you really need to know the law if you intend to shack up with a any girl for any length of time.

More importantly, you need to understand basic social skills and frame control. Women have this weird idea that their minds are their own. And yet they're so easily brainwashed and psychologically manipulated that they turn into lesbians after 5 minutes in college.

How To Brainwash Her In One Easy Step

Fact: Women are programmable machines. The only thing that matters is who's doing the programming. They're helpless prisoners of their own belief systems. Out here in the world, 100% of that programming comes from the devil.

As a man, if you have anything less than 100% control of her beliefs, then she's simply not worth the risk.

How do you get control of her worldview? Well, electricity is highly over-rated.

If you can get a willing girl off the grid, you'll have someone who gets most of her information from you directly.

As for indirect information, she can get that from the books you bring home. (Be very careful what books you bring home.)

If she brings a male escort, she can freely drive into town any time she wishes. Just hitch up the horses and go. But she knows the house rules: No solo. That's for harlots. Not beautiful blushing brides.

Since horses (or donkeys) can't travel more than 25 miles in a day (there and back), be sure you're 12 miles away from evil influences. Then she can't get into trouble.

Other than frame control (which is nothing but basic manly logic), this is the most extreme version of a mind control scenario I'll discuss.

Be a man. Live outside of town. Don't indulge in stupid foolish luxuries.

It doesn't sound like brainwashing. It doesn't require a degree in psychology. It's a fairly simple formula and anyone can do it.

If she has an opinion about motor cars, you just need to tell her the truth. Automobiles are deadly dangerous, killing thousands of fools per year. But a donkey will take her as far as she'll ever need to go.

If she starts asking why you have so many wives, just read her those stories from the Old Testament. The only socializing she needs is at Bible study with the other wives. Which is what the assembly of the Lord should be, but they've turned it into a water park instead.

How To Live Remotely

There are lots of places so rural that there's not television set or a TV watcher anywhere within 12 miles. And 12 miles isn't very far from civilization. Automobile drivers don't think about 12 miles as being very far outside of town. It's practically walking distance.

Nobody will think of you as isolated because they can easily hop in the car and show up in just 20 minutes or so. Traveling by horse doesn't keep the world out. But it keeps your family in. That plus a working lock on your door is all you need to keep temptations at bay.

Some people want to travel everywhere. Well, I've seen enough of the world to know there's nothing much to see. Just a lot of fools enslaved to Satan in a candy land of false promises.

What about camels?

You've got to be careful with camels and elephants. They can travel 120 miles in a day. A civilization which relies on either should keep those beasts in town where they belong. It's a working animal for big city folk. They're not the best fit for a family farm.

Paying For Your Child's First Car

Are you insane? A car can travel hundreds of miles per day! Which is why no child should ever own or drive a car. If you have an automobile on the farm, it shouldn't be street legal. Maybe a lawn tractor.

I'd say "Use your best judgment", but look where that's gotten you.

It's bad enough when they're getting into the wine. You don't need them finding out about Tequila.

The point is this: If you've got total control of a woman's mind, her thoughts, her influences and education, then it doesn't matter what alimony or child support rights she has.

Hopefully she's never heard of them and never will.

Maybe she'll forget about divorce altogether. Jesus mentioned divorce in the Bible, so that cat's out of the bag. Don't try to monkey with the scripture, either. Nothing good can come of that.

When the child-raping "churches" want to erase a bit of scripture, they just explain it away until you're bored to tears. But they don't touch a single word in that book. Not one word.

One translation left out a tiny line about "prayer and fasting" and the devil's never heard the end of it. Now all the kids are praying at dinner time and fasting for lent. It's gotten completely out of control. It's a total nightmare. They were doing better when they just left a footnote.

Won't Your Wives Find Out About the World?

Are you kidding? Since when did any woman ever know anything? Have you ever met a woman? How can you ask me that?

How many women can name their own state governor or state representative? How many can find America on a map? They don't know how long it takes to go 80 miles if they're traveling 80 MILES an HOUR.

The answer's in the question.

I'll bet you could show them a picture of Mike Pence and they'd believe it was Joe Biden.

Millions of idiot women believe men are useless, that children aren't necessary, that pants are women's clothing, that scrunchy booty leggings are perfectly acceptable to wear in public, that the Titanic was a fictional ship, that churches can be trusted to preach Christian ideas, that Solomon's lifestyle is VERY BAD, but Sodom's lifestyle must be supported and encouraged.

I could go on for hours, but if you don't get the point by now, you probably never will.

Most women in my family don't know or care what God wants and they probably never will. Straight into the eternal fire for those rebellious harlots. Good riddance. Too bad.

Stick them on a farm 12 miles outside of town and they might be ok eventually. But I kinda doubt it.

Basically, a woman has the choice between two opposite mind prisons.

Either you can live under God's protection or you can die as a slave to Satan. As I see it, those are your only two choices. The minute you flip on a social media device, your soul belongs to the devil.

And I'm serious about that. There's no family filter. The family filter can block the profane, the sexual, the violent and pornographic, but they can't block the lies everyone believes.

Satan Is The Prince Of This World

Satan didn't get control of the whole world by some kind of half-hearted amateur effort. Satan is the prince of this world by thousands of years of continuous professional mind control, brainwashing, temptation at the highest possible level of ability.

So which is it? Do you belong to God or Satan?

In the categories of willing and able, we've addressed whether a woman is willing. We've addressed whether she's able. For all practical purposes, she's unable to do something that's so far beyond her concept of reality that it's like a foreign language.

Think about how ignorant modern women are. Modern women don't know anything about anything. Put them on a farm, and they can know nothing while living on a farm.

Which woman's likely to be happier? The one who thinks the man in her life is the source of all the happiness on earth?

Or the millionaire gold digger who blames her husband for all her problems?

I hope you know the answer by now.

You're not looking for a needle in a haystack. There are millions of women on earth who've honestly never even heard of a divorce attorney and don't want to. There are Mennonites, Hutterites, Quakers, fundamentalists, Methodists, Baptists, Lutherans, a number of Orthodox and Catholic which reject the recent worldly reforms.

There are also thousands of women (and men) who depart from these communities for various reasons, but keep very close to their faith. They're more than willing to obey their husband because that's how they were brought up.

If someone tried to sell her on divorce she wouldn't listen. She'd probably run to warn her husband and the elders about the evil intruder who can't be trusted.

Rejecting God's Ways

For some reason, you and so many of your ancestors seem to think you'll have a better life away from God's protection. Many of my ancestors made the same mistakes. Many times.

How's that working out so far? You got what you wanted. If you're reading this, it was originally posted on the internet to shame the arrogant, the prideful, those who've followed temptation to their destruction, who've failed to hear the shepherd's call.

Women can't be safe in "the world". They can only be destroyed by it. The only question is whether there are any women worth saving.

It's time to heed the shepherd's call.

If you find a non-zero number of women who want life, there are two paths.

There's the path of the rich, which is endlessly complex, full of traps and temptations and might work for awhile.

You'll probably have a team of lawyers draw up an iron-clad pre-nup, but you'll have to move to a country where it might actually be enforced. We sure can't count on this one.

The second path is complete and total mind control, which is simply a question of geography, in its simplest form. The house you choose does most of the work for you. An extra acre or two is dirt cheap and pays for itself.

If you're close enough to town, you don't even have to give up your job. But you can protect your family from evil influences while they're out in the sticks, far from danger. Eventually your investments will pay mighty dividends and you can begin to wean yourself from wage slavery.

Do it Right

I've seen some very smart white guys try to get this right, and then they bring an Asian woman onto the farm. She ends up installing Wi-Fi and uploading YouTube videos. It's a mess. It's basically too late for that kind of guy. No intermarriage. For whites, there is no upgrade.

Neither path is easy. Neither is automatic. Electronics are a constant temptation and the internet leads your family down the path to disaster.

Sometimes it some people can handle a certain amount of temptation. At first, they seem like decent folks. And it almost seems like they're strong enough to reject sin and keep free from temptation.

And then I look at where they are.

They seem to think they can see through all the devil's tricks. And then all their daughters get injected with a poison which makes them barren.

All it takes is one little slip like that. So I wouldn't risk it.

Just because you don't divorce doesn't mean you're in a happy marriage. Not every married man is a happily married man. It's true. Especially in Seattle.

There are childless marriages, ruinous marriages, miserable marriages that never seem to end.

The strung-out TV addicts love their news, information and technology.

Even the Hutterites and others are walking that tightrope. But modern conveniences always come with a hidden cost.

The devil keeps messing with our society.

But never interrupt the synagogue of Satan when they're making a terrible mistake. Their wall-to-wall propaganda is finally radicalizing Americans, some of whom are turning to fanatical religious extremism because "sexist, racist, misogynist patriarchal bigotry" is, in fact, the only way to salvation.

And when we know the Bible is the only way, a few people might crack open the book and see the warnings about the church.

They start looking at Abraham, Jacob, David and Solomon and saying, "Really? A thousand wives and concubines? Hmm. What ever happened to that life plan?"

My Photogenic Life Before Social Media

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Tue, 8 Jun 2021 22:07:00 -0700

It seems I've lived my life at all the wrong times. I probably would have been really huge on social media if the technology had showed up 5 or 10 years earlier.

But it didn't.

During the most photogenic times of my life, modern social media didn't exist. No YouTube. No Instagram. You'd be amazed at some of the things I've seen and done. But I can't prove it.

Sure, I've got some old stills, a few low-res videos floating around, and some video tucked away in an old format. Should have sent it all off to to be digitized a long time ago. But I didn't.

And most of it wasn't caught on camera, of course.

Then at the dawn of social media, I entered a new phase of life. I became more of a hermit monk. And since 2010 or so, it's been almost impossible to take an interesting photograph of any moment in my life.

Anyone who was in school from 2009 to 2021 probably has thousands of Facebook friends. I graduated from my very last kind of "school" in 2003. If it even counts. I've followed a few people from work, but it's just not the same.

There was no video running the time I did 30 pushups to impress a girl in Chicago. I always hit it off with women on long bus trips. It never failed. She was on her way to Canada and I was headed home to Seattle. I was specifically instructed not to dance on the tables. This pattern would repeat itself several times in my life.

She was too spirited for me, but I said she'd be perfect for a friend of mine. She got a slight crush on me when I said that, but I meant it. She was tall, blonde, fit and gorgeous, but we're completely wrong for each other and I told her so.

Where was social media when thousands of adoring women hung on my every word a few treated me like garbage or threatened to stab me?

During those glory days, I used to bring friends along to show them how to do the same. In part because I'd never remember all the miraculous things I did. They were almost nothing to me. Half the time, I wouldn't even remember five minutes later. It's just who I was.

But when they saw what I could do, when they saw the results, they were awestruck.

I'd be singing and dancing with people, inviting myself over for a chat with someone else's buddies, and five minutes later, doodling something in a notebook, oblivious to the "legendary" moment everyone had just witnessed when I had everyone cracking up laughing.

Where was social media when the band chased me down and made sure to invite me to come to all their shows?

I brought friends for two reasons. One: to show them how to have an awesome life.

Two: Because I had CRS. Couldn't remember stardom.

Friends would remind me of my seemingly impossible feats. They'd quote me to my face. Saying things like, "Do you remember 5 seconds ago when you said X?"

"What? That? Oh, I was just messing around." I mean, why wouldn't you climb on top of a desk and sing a song acapella? Why wouldn't you grab all the girls and dance with all of them all night in front of their boyfriends? Why wouldn't you demand girls do you a favor whenever they ask for something?

I have to say, though. It really starts to burns your quads when 20 girls in a row want to lambada with you.

I became the kind of guy Neil Strauss wrote about. Without a tour, without a band, without a stage, I was almost as big as Motley Crue simply by sheer force of personality alone. And it didn't escape the notice of that rock band touring through Seattle.

Where was social media that time I went downtown and in a few minutes nearly stole the groupies right out from under some famous guyliner-wearing band. These were the girls waiting to screw the band. But I showed up in a plain white button-down shirt and for a moment, they seriously considered whether they wanted to ditch the band and hang out with me instead.

Until the singer and guitarist came out and I was thinking, "Wow. I know who these guys are. I know one of their songs. Wait. Did I almost steal their groupies?" It wasn't Three Days Grace, but it was one of those. You know the type.

And on a night that I looked like "an undercover cop", the locals told me.

Whenever I asked, what random girls always volunteered to do for me was a little surprising. Basically, they'd do anything if it was fun. They'd do it for a guy who was a complete stranger, dead broke, jobless, and slightly overweight because girls feed on energy.

Energy matters more than clothes. Fun matters more than right and wrong, good or bad. It matters more than the plans they had to bang some rock band.

Things were a little different then. But the principle still holds. Tommy Lee took this principle much farther in Strauss' book, "The Game". But I didn't learn it from him.

Women taught me how things really work.

Not by their words, but by their actions. It's absolutely vital to know the difference. Well, it's vital if you want them to volunteer to give you a free lapdance or something.

Wow. Until now, I'd completely forgotten about the girl who gave me a bunch of free lapdances. She was pretty cool for a short girl.

One question. Is that fact more amazing if she was a stripper? Or is it more amazing if she wasn't one? I'll leave that to you to decide.

There are things I don't brag about, but being the fun guy in a club gets you treated at least as well as being the fun girl in a club. If you've ever been to a strip club, you know how well the dancers treat girls who visit.

Well, that's how I was treated. Like royalty.

I learned how to broadcast energy on the frequency that women have fun. How to turn it on at will and put a smile on almost any girl's face by putting her in my energy bubble. Technically it's not flirting. This buys you a few seconds, but you'd better know how to to follow it up.

You need to know how to get a girl addicted in seconds. How to become a human crack pipe. And it's so simple, I'm surprised guys haven't figured this out.

I'd also learned how to turn women on like crazy and start making demands, giving them hoops to jump through. How to get very special treatment from the staff who were always on a very different vibe than the talent.

I learned to control a room with class, grace, poise, and with emotion. How to dial that energy way down and suck people in to the mood of a good old country song in karaoke and how to dial it up again without being a dancing monkey.

But it's so powerful, even when I dial it down to the lowest setting my animal magnetism causes married women to blush and scurry away from the powerful male charisma because otherwise they know they'll be putty in my hands.

Is this true? Or is it a mindset which creates a self-fulfilling prophecy?

And over the years I've also learned what not to do. Never approach a girl from behind. It's never a good thing. Not when she's alone. Not when she's with friends.

The weird thing is women always treat me so well, I often forget how to deal with their shit tests. And when women succeed at seducing me, they rarely give me any last minute resistance I've heard so much about. Lean back, guys. Not forward. You have what they want.

It's almost never necessary to tap a woman on the shoulder, although I found one exception in LA. You can almost always make her come to you instead. Make her earn your attention.

But I grabbed a woman by the arm who'd just arrived. She said, "Wow. You work fast." I told her I was tired of watching all those women walking by. So I took what I wanted and we had a great time. True story.

Since learning how that works, I've done something similar on several occasions. But that's because the usual rules simply don't apply to me. They really don't.

I learned a hand gesture that is guaranteed to make some women really angry. (Not the gesture you're thinking of.) But if a woman's angry, at least you've got her attention. At that point, your job is to not care that she's angry.

Flagging down a woman is like hailing a cab. I wouldn't suggest forcing one to stop. But if they decide to stop, things get interesting.

Women walk around like a train that must never be derailed. They're queens in their own minds, and the weak, pathetic world bends to their every whim.

I found out women in a certain shopping mall pay no attention where they're going and simply expect you to move out of their way like every one else. After about five women in a row refused to respect my space, I learned what they were doing and decided not to move. The result: Several women moved out of my way.

One didn't. Within seconds, I was face-to-face with a very cute girl blessed with some gorgeous curves who was very, very intrigued and definitely wanted to meet me.

I had plenty of witnesses (but no social media) the night I burned through every member of the wait staff. None of them could handle me, nor could they quite put their finger on any specific thing I'd actually done wrong. But not one of them came back to our table twice.

Back in the old days, my friends would take me out to restaurants just to see how I'd treat the waitresses. Which entirely depends on how well-behaved they are, of course.

If they didn't treat my friends well, they'd slink away with the whole table cheering about what I'd said to her. Either I was Meryl Streep from The Devil Wears Prada or Neil Patrick Harris from Harold and Kumar go to White Castle, depending on the occasion. I was ice cold or white hot, but nothing in between.

I can't even catch a break when a camera crew catches me in action. I told a reporter at Charlottesville who was looking for "white nationalist" to interview "That's too bad. I'm not a white nationalist. I'm a white supremacist." She instantly did the universal "GET THE F---ING CAMERA ROLLING NOW" gesture, of course.

I never did put my great grandpa's Bible down and referred to it in addressing every question she asked, with answers like, "The people who say Jesus is a Jew know nothing about Jesus and even less about Jews."

But once again, social media wasn't there. The one time one of my buddies should have his cell phone camera running and my buddies weren't rolling. These guys just aren't prepared for this stuff.

He seemed to be unaware of the camera even while he was being interviewed on camera. Situational awareness, guys. It could save your life one day.

Anyway, the Crow later said he thought I was flirting with a girl again and he thought he should come over. It did end in a hug. That feminist reporter sure had a soft bosom.

Like I said, other than the long hikes two days in a row, Charlottesville was basically like a pleasant picnic for me. Others freaked out and killed themselves over it or got arrested, man-handled by the mob. Libertarians had it rough.

I guess God was right about all that stuff. Good thing I listened to the Psalms about a dozen times in a row.

The interview that got me doxed (and I knew it probably would) was going on stream with Azzmador. But I knew going into Charlottesville I was going public and what the risks were.

I guess the thread that runs through all these years is that love, patience, knowing your worth and not giving a damn what anyone else thinks is the key to figuring out how to move through the world as a man.

And if I'm gonna go to a rally where nobody's calling themselves a white supremacist and nobody will talk to the journalists, then I guess I'll be the white supremacist who talks to the journalists.

I'll be the guy who invites the rock star's groupies to meet up with me later if they want.

I'll be the guy who insists that my girl has good taste in women because I don't want her bringing home just anyone.

I'll be the guy who parties harder than anyone you've ever met. And I'll do it in the middle of the day and provide my own soundtrack.

I'll be the guy who is an absolute legend and the master of any arena.

I'll be the guy who's so humble, I almost never talk about any of it.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg from the "play" column of the resume. Between work, life, love and travel, there are way too many stories from my life. The internet can't contain them all.

But looking at the try-hard attention-seekers on social media today, I think if social media had happened just a few years earlier, I would have been a really huge social media star with sponsors and groupies and the Dan Bilzerian set-up. But less cringey.

Of course, that didn't happen. But I still took off pretty big. By some strange, totally unplanned coincidence, I showed up to super-charge the "centerfold" of the #1 DMX-powered podcast for 100 power-packed weeks.

I guess when Almighty God was making the white man a force of nature, he showered an extra heaping of whiteness on me.

And if there's a moral to the story, there's nothing stopping you from being more like me. The worse things get in the media, the better my life gets. The weak fall to ruin and I just keep getting stronger and sturdier and more powerful with every passing year.

So God bless and go with Christ.

And all the people said "Amen." Hail Jesus!

Demoralization Policy

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Fri, 14 May 2021 09:31:00 -0700

Trigger Warning: This article may be demoralizing to our enemies who hate Jesus and therefore it's likely they'll be instructed not to read this.

Disclaimer: Entertainment purposes only. No similarity to real persons or events is implied nor should be inferred. Don't try this at home. If you're off your meds, don't read this. If you're not over 18, don't read this. If you're not of sound mind, don't read this. If you've been diagnosed with an anti-social personality disorder, don't read this. If you have PMS or any other condition which qualifies as "temporary insanity", rage issues, or got sent here by an angry buddy, don't read this. Don't do it. No. Stop. You're so mean.

Love conquers all.

Basically, this is a love letter to the leading minds in law enforcement to let them get a clearer picture of what kinds of things can happen if and when things start to go very badly, such as a civil war in France, for example, or a second civil war in the United States.

Even if you're much smarter than me, you probably need to know what kind of dumb things might occur to the civilians among you. The people who read books and watch movies have a few ideas. Here are some of the dumbest ones:

Let's begin:

IMHO, conventional warfare is mainly about invoking paralysis through demoralization.

Thought war was about killing? Not according to Sun Tsu. It's about deception, more than anything. Fighting is costly. You shouldn't fight unless there's something to be gained.

And if you're fighting, you need a force multiplier. By whatever means you can get it, including deception, you need leverage in warfare or else you'll quickly go bankrupt.

The strong should make themselves appear weak, inviting attacks they can easily thwart and the weak should appear strong, discouraging the attacks they can't survive.

For example: Christianity is strong enough to bankrupt any civilization or empire that attacks it. It's policy: Be humble. Individual Christians are vulnerable, so they are to give glory to God in all they do.

Jesus demonstrates the stink bug policy. "Stink bugs" discourage predators by stinking up the place when they die. By forgiving his enemies AS THEY WERE KILLING HIM, Jesus taught his disciples how to become the ultimate stink bugs.

You can crush one if you dare, but you'll never stop regretting it. Even 2,000 years later, the whole planet smells like Jesus. Leave them alive and they'll systematically expose the twisted, evil tyrants.

As Bart Simpson pointed out, you're damned if you do and damned if you don't. Some of the bugs are really noisy, chirping all night. But no matter what you do, you can't stomp on those noisy crickets without accidentally crushing quite a few stink bugs in the process.

Demoralization is the leverage in warfare.

I know what I'm talking about. I saw an article on Wikipedia.

What demoralization achieves: Paralysis.

Your guys move. Your enemy's guys don't.

Paralysis, delay or retreat should be the goal of any effective demoralization campaign. (Insert mental picture of Count Vlad the Impaler's Forest of the Impaled.)

Impaling a forest of people is considered insane. By some.

That's why he did it. And he made sure the enemy was impaled in such a way that many of them were still alive when the enemy scouts arrived.

Because a guy on a stick describing how he got that way, how many days he's been impaled, begging for help is even more demoralizing than a crucifixion.

Especially in ancient times, there's no way to save a guy who's been impaled like that. Any attempts to do so will only kill him quicker. All you can do is watch him die or put him out of his misery.

Him or her, actually. Gotta be politically correct, right?

Maybe men, women, children, dogs, the elderly and their gold fish. Whatever does the job. Impalement isn't the act of an insane man. It's the highly effective work of an effective propagandist, practiced for centuries.

Vlad crafts a story that you can't tell incorrectly. It's impossible. Unless you said, "There are some guys on sticks over there." Which really buries the lead.

Call it a weeping and wailing forest of the damned stretching for miles in every direction. Whatever. Just go back and tell them what you saw, and it's sure to have the desired effect.

There's almost nobody you can relay this story to that won't turn them white with fear. Almost no way you can convey these facts that won't deliver the desired psychological punch, even centuries after it's occurred.

And we know it was practiced by men like you and me. More like me than you, tbh.

Your political theater must be advertised. Does a tree of the impaled fall in the forest without crying in agony? If you've got a great story, you've got to make some noise about it! It's called word-of-mouth advertising. Nothing beats it.

And there's no cheaper advertising than creating a story your enemy can't resist passing along to one another in gory, horrifying detail. (The link takes you to obvious communist propaganda.)

The military scout's report (about infinite suffering) is a loud and clear reminder that there's nothing Vlad's not willing to do to those who dare to attack him.

And it's crystal clear that his thirst for torture and cruelty is limitless. You might get to paradise after being impaled by Vlad's troops, but Roman crucifixion would have gotten you there a whole lot faster. There's another bit of genius about it, but I'll let you sit and spend the rest of your life wondering what it is.

Uncle Vlad was an absolute genius. The drug cartels are bunny rabbits by comparison.

Effective vs. Ineffective Propaganda:

Propaganda either works or it doesn't.

Ineffective Propagandists:

The Pareto Curve is a law of nature. Somehow, almost all broadcasters are below average. Only a few are great.

All propagandists are ineffective if they fail to realize that propaganda is a weapon. A weapon of attack. An attack weapon whose target is the amygdala: The fear center of a living organism.

Effective Propagandists:

This is one thing that makes the Bible insanely effective. Insanely great.

The purpose of propaganda is to demoralize the enemy while simultaneously boosting the fighting effectiveness, productivity, efficiency and morale of friendlies.

Under Vlad (the Orthodox Christian) you might, for example, circulate diagrams instructing your guys in the quickest and most reliable ways to vertically impale thousands of captured POWs without killing them for 8 days or more.

Just one of dozens of torturous methods Vlad, the "Impaler King" used in his lifetime.

Propaganda about snipers and flamethrower units could be effective since these are among the most demoralizing weapons ever created, and have been used very successfully by white people.

Other Demoralizing Weapons:

Shotguns loaded with buckshot rank pretty high up there. The Germans. fans of flamethrowers, didn't like what shotguns did to soldiers in the trenches.

Well, if you saw your buddies wandering around dying, screaming and crying bloody murder with half his head left, you might have some objections, too.

The Germans famously filed a formal complaint about them.

Snipers:

Snipers famously sap morale, pinning down people who (up until they started hearing the crack of carefully-aimed gunfire) thought they had the freedom to go grab a sandwich from the cafeteria.

Shooters can also use the Full Metal Jacket treatment to suck in one soldier after another. Kinda gets you down when your smartest buddies just can't seem to pass that IQ test.

Maybe it's just wishful thinking, but I'd imagine snipers would allow your other infantry to move in (or move up) with light arms, covering each other as they move forward with a guardian angel (sharp shooters) over their shoulder.

Your guys feel good.

Theirs feel bad.

Yours move. Theirs don't.

Pretty simple, really.

I'm no general, but... Who am I kidding. A priest is basically a battlefield general.

If the hairs aren't already standing up on the back of your neck, it's likely because you still haven't realized who I am.

The Levites (like Moses and Aaron) were priests descended from Levi, renowned for his anger and cruelty, taking vengeance on Dinah's rapists by killing a town full of men with his brother Simeon.

As a result, Levi's progeny was cursed to be dispersed among the other tribes, teaching them how to be more ruthless, I suppose. Levitical law begins with pages of details about how to sacrifice animals to an Almighty God.

It all starts with animal sacrifice, you know. Or so we're told. It's always the quiet ones.

Ritual animal sacrifice is the sort of thing which might put a little fear into a white man. Which reminds me. I still haven't killed anything today. Damn it. It's 7 AM!

Riflemen:

Suppose you've got some snipers. How many? I don't know. Enough.

These shooters can lay down some real heavy cover fire (or drop a few screaming bodies in strategic locations) so the guys with the flamethrower can move in super close and suffocate any small enclosure, especially foxholes, pillboxes, tunnels, houses or whatever.

In the ancient days, you'd have archers and slingshots accomplishing the same things. In modern times, the same is achieved with rifles and mortars.

The ancient Hebrews were known to rain down fire from the sky. And to this day, they continue to do so. We're the hammer of God. No doubt about it. God's not wrong about us.

Alternatively, your grenadiers could lob in some frags, in recent decades. Depends on what kind of environment you've got, I suppose. Politically, more than anything else. There are some disadvantages to the strictly top-down structure.

If you want effective fighting forces, the guys closest to the action need to be able to make decisions independent of leadership. If you want ineffective fighting forces, you punish any and all breaks in the chain of command.

That way, a small number of politically-motivated, democratically-elected traitors at the top can screw up the entire campaign with the stroke of a pen, often condemning thousands of perfectly fine fighting men to a pointless death, capture, or some other form of surrender.

Flame Throwers:

But boy, those Germans under Hitler sure liked their flamethrowers. Only an anti-Christ commie would object to the white man using one. They can suffocate a whole room full of bi-coastal bad guys quicker than they can bleed out from a heart shot.

So I'm told.

They have another advantage. Besides putting a huge smile on Christ's face.

It seems a guy doesn't even need a concealed carry license to carry one, as if such a thing would make any sense whatsoever.

Someone was thinking ahead!

Unlike rifles, they're "unstoppable." Cops will stop a guy carrying a rifle and harass him. It never fails. Little cops. Even FEMALE cops. But a guy carrying a flamethrower? They might just stand back and shout at him through a bullhorn from a safe distance.

The fear of fire is hard-wired. It's the world's most terrifying way to toast marshmallows. Humans have mastered their fear of fire. But that's assuming the fireball is staying in one place and isn't chasing you.

It's hard to find a cop who's dumb enough to tangle with a column of men going for a walk to church with flamethrowers strapped to their backs. Especially if they're spitting out flame like fire-breather Fredrik Karlsson. (Pictured.)

And if a guy's got a really huge fuel tank on his back, the political dudes (in charge of telling those police what to do) probably know better than to use any projectiles or tasers while a fuel tank is within 50 yards of any other civilians.

Heck, you don't even need a flamethrower to make a cop nervous. I'd imagine they'd get the shakes if they saw you and your buddies just walking around in your jackboots with some half-empty gas cans.

Or is it half-full? Depends who you ask.

Don't worry. They'll come up with something. It just won't be projectiles and tasers. Maybe they'll just try to tackle those mean old "Nazis" carrying bright red gas cans to match their bright red MAGA hats.

Really old school stuff, right?

Anyway, there's a difference between a guy with a flamethrower and a guy with a flamethrower who's holding a frag grenade with the pin out.

If a guy with a flame thrower pack has a guardian angel, he's even harder to tangle with. This could be a sharp-shooter, some buddies laying down cover fire, or an "angel" in a tower somewhere, stacking up bodies with a bolt-action creating an even larger perimeter one corpse at a time.

The No-Helo Zone:

And if that sniper's buddies are all carrying low-tech RPGs, the helicopters can't get in close enough to do anything about it. You can't turn off an RPG. It has no electronics.

Not on a consistent basis, anyway.

This turned out to be a problem in Somalia or Afghanistan. Americans were high-tech, but couldn't get in close with helicopters because the sand people had low-tech rocket-propelled grenades.

Ingress/Egress Dirt Bikes:

Camels are quiet. Quieter than electric motorbikes. Quiet and fast. And long-range. They're the dirt bikes of the Sahara.

Now imagine a quiet battalion on dirt bikes. Light infantry becomes light, fast, stealth infantry.

Now they're not restricted to roads like the police are. Police have motorcycles, but they're designed for the open road. Maybe a paved alleyway.

Dirt bikes can disappear into the backwoods in about 30 seconds by following any deer trail whatsoever. You can hear them, but you can't see them.

When electric dirt bikes disappear, you can't even hear them once they get a little distance on ya.

Urban environment? No problem. They can go up and down stairs. Maybe even parking garage stairs. Hint, hint.

Unlike the movie Rambo, if a kid grew up on dirt bikes, he probably knows how to ride a dirt bike up a mountain. By zig-zagging instead of trying to go straight up.

90% of guerilla warfare is about getting away quickly. The rest of it doesn't require anywhere near as much speed, stealth or skill, IMO.

My assumption is that the first 60 seconds of your egress is going to be the hard part. If you get that part handled, it's downhill from there. In the movie Michael Collins, this part of the operation was solved by a bicyclist toting along a spare bike for the trigger man.

Navy SEAL Team Two reportedly couldn't operate anywhere that wasn't sprinting-distance to their waiting rubber river raft, if I remember correctly. (It's in Good to Go by Harry Constance, but I haven't really cracked open that book for a couple of decades, now.)

Drawbacks to Dirt Bike Egress:

The worst enemy of dirt bike riders is those neck-level trip wires, of course. This can be solved.

If a rider controls an area, he'll be the one putting wires up to deter and demoralize pursuers, so he'll know where they are.

The dirt biker's version of "Don't run, you'll only die tired" is "Don't chase me. You'll only die decapitated or paralyzed from the neck down."

I mean, a guy can also put a piece of curved rebar over the front of the bike so the wire slips over the top instead of taking the rider's head clean off. The farmers with four-wheelers do it the other way and ride over the top of their electric fences. A curved bar forms a big skid plate-style attachment that presses the wire down under the vehicle and then the tires run right on top of it.

I know a man's not limited to using anything as kind and quick as a decapitation wire to fence off an area, but frankly, I just know too damn much to play with high voltage or explosives.

If you chase me, you won't be electrocuted or blown up unless I get someone else to rig that stuff for me.

Delegating the Explosives Duty:

If I captured a slave army, maybe it would be different. I might have a slave set up some nasty traps, but my guys wouldn't touch the stuff.

I'm sure they'd be too busy impaling guys, anyway.

Conclusion:

Those are the dumbest ideas I can come up with at the moment. Hope it helps. God bless America.

Daddy's Little Princess and the Sweat-Stained Meat Flaps

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Fri, 7 May 2021 12:59:00 -0700

Those heavy sacks of fat that cause spinal problems and bad posture in the weaker half of the human race are bestowed upon half the world's population. More than half, now that the obesity has really set in.

Contrary to popular belief, plastic women weren't invented in the 1960s. Dangerously fake women are as old as the hills.

But not every hussy keeps her sausage-trapping meat flaps.

Not satisfied with cramping their wombs every month, God may further curse some of the unfairer sex with aggressive forms of cancer.

Some show them off. Some cut them off.

Examples include women like Angelina Jolie, who cut hers off for good reason and Ellen Page, who cut hers off for a very bad reason.

But from what I've seen (and I've seen plenty), women have advertised their curves for centuries to make sure everyone knows they're a woman.

Because being mistaken for a man is almost the worst thing that can ever happen to a woman.

If women were the victims of abuse just for being women, you'd expect them to hide all those things, because that would be normal, rational, expected behavior.

Do you know how a woman reacts after she's actually abused because she's female? When you know where to look, you'll see them everywhere.

They hide their bodies away under a big layer of fat so no man will ever see them as a woman. To them, their fat is like armor. It protects them from unwanted attention. They'll also cut their hair short. Why? Because they're quite finished being treated like a woman.

Women in their 50s used to bob their hair short. Now women are barely out of their teens by the time they've cut it all off.

When a woman wants to show off her body, she strips off her clothes, her armor, her fat and her inhibitions and reveals (usually to the gentleman in her life) how female she is.

And in public, she also uses cleavage to remind everyone just how female she is. Heaven forbid anyone forgets that she's a female and deserves to be treated like one.

No one will know anything about her achievements. She won't wear a medal, if she's got one. Won't carry a trophy. But "BY GOD IN HEAVEN EVERYONE MUST KNOW THAT I HAVE BREASTS", the harlots all demand.

And in alarmingly high numbers, they'd rather die than droop, performing medically unnecessary procedures to point their ICBMs toward heaven.

When all of society seems to be captivated by propaganda and the deification of women and their ankle-twisting foot spikes.

Beware of Misdirection.

Many clueless men have lost a fortune to a woman and all her shiny objects. A woman of virtue dresses modestly and refuses to wear jewelry. To the wandering eye, she is plain enough to be practically invisible to lecherous predators.

The pick pocket and the gold-digger use may use shiny objects, carefully-chosen fancy clothes and the carefully-practiced art of misdirection.

The same way a thief picks your pocket by directing your finite attention over your shoulder.

Professional pick-pocket Apollo Robbins demonstrates the power of misdirection, a technique favored by media manipulators.

While karate masters learn to break boards, a gold-digger learns to break balls. Paying her divorce attorney's way through law school her profession, after all. The world's OLDEST profession.

So the devil (always a pimp) focuses your attention on the roundness, the perkiness or bounciness of certain disrobed attributes, rather than an unmarried, childless woman's nasal twang or her man-voice.

The empty-headed, brainless bimbo may be treated by society (*by the media and Satan's propaganda divisions) like a self-cleaning sex toy, but she's somehow smart enough to trick a man out of his financial virginity, persistently prying open his virgin wallet and looting and squandering a provider's purity, potential and purpose.

In doing so, she's robbed a sacred vault of its priceless treasures from heaven and killed a family's future as surely as if she'd lit the match to set them all on fire.

There's an expression: Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?

Buying a woman isn't like buying a cow. It's like buying a house. If half of all houses burned down without being covered by insurance, cost an arm and a leg in upkeep and maintenance, and could be expected to kill almost all your children whether it caught fire or not.

The Formative Years of A Hustling Hussie

To understand the woman, you must know the child. I had the opportunity to witness part of the upbringing of one of these modern-day harlots. The socially-sanctioned kind. The spoiled, entitled type of modern woman prostitute who refuses to acknowledge what her real career goals are.

Plantation owner is the closest approximation I can think of.

From the earliest years, she's not a "young lady", but "daddy's little princess" who always gets her way, in preparation for every man in her life to be enslaved to the "old ball and chain."

Eventually she's married off young. A foolish young man who prizes her chemically-induced infertility rides all the playground rides in random order. But it wasn't her idea.

Parents insist on putting their daughters on the pill "to be safe", "just in case", or to prevent "unwanted pregnancy". They had the talk. That talk. That talk about responsible young people who always use condoms.

Directing Your Own Focus

"Lead us not into temptation." - Matthew 6

In much the same way we could focus on the harlot's man-hating personality (or her utter lack of personality or personhood) we can focus on hairs. Little hairs. Flaws. Moles. Imperfections slightly out of place. What's called a "beauty mark" is actually a hairy ugly mark when there's any occasion to resist temptation.

One might remind themselves of the fact that a certain disgusting, diseased area of the human body in fact produces a teaspoon per day of sweat, leaving greasy, salty stains on certain parts of the clothing.

Almost gagged just writing it.

Behind every woman, no matter how beautiful, is a man who's tired of being with her, tired of paying for it, sick to death of her interrupting him with "honey?" in a never-ending string of inane requests.

He gets sick and tired of her bull sharks and other steaming piles. Particularly after catching a rash from a floozy caused by her complete inability to be faithful. If he's lucky, he can go see a doctor and get it cleared up.

With experience, men finally begin to raise their standards and stand up for themselves. They expect more. They start looking in different places. The sweet, peaceful neighborhoods where all the playgrounds are safe, stable, dependable and regularly cleaned.

Hopefully they choose to learn the easy way. From the hard-won experiences of others.

Breaking The Devil's Power

Even in the most physical sports, the vast majority of success in the game is mental, according to top athletes.

In order to keep control of your thinking, you have to get control in the first place. You need a shock to the system. A surprise. A "pattern interrupt", as the kids are calling it these days.

It takes practice to form a new habit of thinking. But that practice begins in a moment of decision.

Certain body parts lose much of their power when you call them "sweat-stained meat flaps" or "fleshy protrusions" that need to be wiped clean at least once a week to prevent the itchy mold and grime from setting in and emitting an odor from all the things that died in there.

Hopefully the underwire never digs in and leaves a bad staph infection.

When gibber-gabber women strap on the sweat-stained meat flap covers and clop off in their ankle-twisters, they expect us to take them seriously.

The real secret to finding a woman with a sense of humor isn't to find a woman who laughs at your jokes. That's easy. You want to find a woman who can laugh even when the joke's on them.

You don't want any woman who thinks she can do a man's work. These women are making the exact same mistake as the people on American Idol who THINK they can sing. But it's twice as embarrassing.

Until it's absolutely necessary, women should leave their meat flaps at home and make themselves useful.

An Army of Free De-buggers

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Sun, 11 Apr 2021 00:46:00 -0700

Before we can unleash a free army of debuggers, we must know (or at least suspect) five crucial "facts".

Fact 1: More effort is spent on de-bugging than has been spent on landing men on the moon. (I don't know if that's true, but if not, it's a good guess.)

Fact 2: Captchas generated 7 billion dollars of free labor last year. (Again not true.)

Fact 3: Old folks do crossword puzzles for free, just to keep their minds sharp.

Fact 4: There are more old, retired software developers than ever who still like doing code. And they're on Facebook, the only place the law still allows them to see their grandchildren.

Fact 5: And small, targeted groups like "Old Coders" are incredibly easy and cheap to reach through Facebook's ad platform.

So here's the idea for an army of free debuggers. The idea is free. I'm giving it away, regardless of what it cost to create it or how valuable it is. An idea that seems like "common sense" in retrospect and obviously correct.

Yes, but it takes a man who's pretty deep into software development to "know" (or even guess) those first 3 "facts". And it takes a man who's pretty deep into online marketing to know the last two "facts". The idea can't occur outside of the mind of a man who knows both.

And for some reason, God created very few people who are both a natural tech nerd and a marketing nerd. Actually, don't blame God for the devil's work.

There are very few autodidact polymaths (a self-taught jack-of-all-trades) on earth because our school systems were designed to destroy the white man at his Achilles heel. And because Adam Smith stressed the importance of specialization which has now been taken to an extreme, all multi-disciplinarianism has been crushed. Dumped in to the same bin as white supremacy.

I'm also a white supremacist, by the way. Shining that light like the good Lord taught me.

A coder/marketer/blogger is a rare enough creature, but one who's innovative, passionate, and deeply curious, not economically crippled by being thrice divorced and/or a strung-out junkie, alcoholic, a channel-flipper or social media addict is like a bolt from God.

He's like a black swan waiting to happen.

A CAPTCHA that asks you to "solve this C# code snippet" aimed at bored former game devs shouldn't even be possible on this kind of planet because the multi-disciplinarian polymath drop-out would normally be tempted to take a big paycheck and funnel all his creative energies into piling up money to attract a gold-digging wife. Just like the movies taught him to do.

Schools and the infotainment propaganda complex are turning Aryan Gods into money-loving, treasure-hoarding failures and wage slaves with golden handcuffs at record speeds with almost all of them marching in lock-step to their own destruction like lemmings. (Or more like sheep, actually. Lemmings don't really behave that way.)

But when a $200k+ per year software dev (actually the game devs make a lot less than the Silicon Valley/FAANG big-tech companies) jump up out of their recliners because "SOMEONE IS WRONG ON THE INTERNET"

A dry test is would show an obvious off-by-one error and see how many Um-Acchsually WRONGONTHEINTERNETs you can catch with it.

And if you think that's too expensive, you could put a common bug on a t-shirt and walk around Silicon Valley campus listening for the groans from.

Why go to the effort of advertising a "catch the bug" game for elderly former WoW developers? Because an Amazon-Turk-style army of debuggers could theoretically identify a bugs in seconds.

Having an old white man staring over your shoulder telling you to put that semicolon back in there about as fast as a young whipper-snapper can type in Java, C, Python or JS, you'll catch mistakes faster than you can wag a finger at an immigrant to "GET OFF MYLAWN!!"

And thereby save eleventy billion dollars per week in de-bugging costs which represent 91 and a half percent of all minutes spent on software development.

There ya go. No extra charge. I caught a mistake the industry's been making for years that's perfectly obvious, but nobody can see it.

Your company's most valuable resource ain't the people you pay to work for you. It's the people who are willing to work for free but you won't let them.

Now go choke on your shithole industry, Silicon Valley. May God have mercy on your soul.

You Will Make Two Hundred Million Dollars By Doing This

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Fri, 12 Mar 2021 23:02:00 -0800

But it will be Zimbabwe money.

First, send me $20 USD. Then I will send you at least $200 million in Zimbabwe money. (Void where prohibited by law.)

There was a guy who promised he could make you a millionaire. But you had to start with a billion dollars. That might work, too.

And what you're going to discover is there are wild opportunities for a few people. If you have to know the odds, the late Felix Denis (the magazine magnate behind Maxim Magazine) puts your chances of getting rich at 1 in 4 if you make a serious attempt at it. And his reasoning looked pretty solid to me at the time.

50 Cent publicly committed to "Get Rich or Die Tryin'". At his peak, his net worth was $100 million.

Not that long ago, it was much easier to strike it rich in crypto currency. People hear about the guy who left $200 million in Bitcoin on a hard drive, then absent-mindedly threw it away.

Colleges could never produce enough software developers to meet existing demand, but the students all see huge opportunity in Machine Learning, which is doubling its computer power every 3 months, putting even more demand on the strained GPU market.

At some point, getting a stack of GPUs will be the new college degree if machine learning succeeds at increasing the income of those who have one. (Psst. It already has. Crypto miners are already making 2 to 4 times as much renting GPUS to machine learning researchers than they were making with crypto.)

If you've got investments paying for themselves in 90 days that keep doubling, how hard can it be to get rich in technology? It might be easier than ever.

As long as another EMP doesn't wipe out everything. In which case, we've all got bigger problems in a world where almost nobody knows how to chop wood.

But as long as the sun keeps shining, it looks like technology is the new lottery ticket of the every-man. Even as society crumbles around us and tyranny reigns, as the world burns and the crowds riot, the college students run racing to get rich.

Remember the guy who can't remember the password to his Bitcoin millions, and think, "Hell, if these idiots can do it..."

There are thousands of ways to lose your crypto currencies, even if you somehow succeed at obtaining some. Losing money is super easy to do. Drunks are absolute masters at throwing it all away.

Why would crypto currencies be any exception?

The old advice is "buy low, sell high". It's not great advice, but it's old.

Buy it cheap. Sell it marked up. You can make a million bucks if you keep doing that. It's called "sales". The latest fad. Predictable results. People generally aren't thrilled about doing it. But it works.

Working hard. You buy food. Eat food. Grow strong. Get energy. Spend energy, and get paid more than you spent on the food. Work. It's awesome! You buy gas. Drive to work. Make a profit when you cash your paycheck. Amazing!

But crypto miners are eating up all our graphics cards for some reason. Either they're smarter than us or dumber than all of us. I believe the 80/20 rule applies here.

Naturally, a cheaper way to get crypto is to mine it. (Or to work for it by turning eggs and hash browns into work-em-up energy to sell stuff and get PAID IN CRYPTO!! No? Ok. I'll hush about sales and "hard work", whatever that is.)

In theory, Crypto mining is a way for broke people to buy a very valuable asset for a discount price. It's kind of like looting. Or shooting people and taking their wallet. It's like sleeping with single moms and never calling them afterward.

Other than that, it's a fairly honorable way to pay for your hormone therapy in the garage where you formerly grew marijuana.

Instead of renting out their neighbor's house on AirBnB (while they're on vacation and/or while they're taking money as a house-sitting gig), they're exchanging their time, expertise, and electricity for some spending power.

They see something with a 250% annualized return and it doesn't occur to them to start by figuring out how much they'd need to retire on those returns.

Hint: $5,000 isn't gonna cut it unless you're ok living on $12,500 per year.

My mental model of the market predicts another round of irrational optimism is coming soon.

So don't quit your day job.

If your annuity cranked out 250% returns consistently every year, that would be one thing. But sometimes, crypto assets under-perform for YEARS, even in the best circumstances, such as a big, stable "blue chip" coin like Bitcoin. Or some fork thereof.

Most of the time, the prices lag far behind any reasonable assessment of their true value and you're shaking your fists at the whole world for being stupid while you wait 3 long years for your real genius to finally pay off.

This is news to you? That most people are irrational? If so, maybe you're the one... ok. I won't say it.

But I'm thinking it.

My above analysis (basically a few lines on paper) shows we could be seeing another huge surge of crypto-coin optimism in the near future.

But it's nothing to get excited about. Because that's the time to get out. Because when people are optimistic, it's time to sell.

"When in panic or in doubt, run in circles. Scream and shout."

And when others panic and start shooting themselves, jumping out of windows and axe-murdering one another, it's a great time to buy.

You Are Here

As I see it, we're now in the "reasonable" zone, where this asset (Bitcoin) may be more reasonably-priced than usual.

Making this a fine time to sell some of your holdings to help you pay the bills after a long, multi-year crypto winter.

Here's how I see the market:

1) I only look at long-term log charts. I don't care about the short-term. Why not?

Pretty simple, really. If you were a surfer, you'd know big boats make big waves and could throw you off your game. But even the biggest boats can't fake a tsunami. Surf the biggest waves because God made them.

Want another metaphor? Pick up the Bible.

2) Most of the time, it's time to buy. Because, as this chart clearly shows, the market is irrationally pessimistic MOST OF THE TIME. Probably due to anti-crypto propaganda. This creates great deals because we're almost always in the zone of pessimism.

3) In the rare middle zone, a time for the reasonable investor to exercise caution, it's most reasonable to sell some. (Or hold, due to high transaction fees.) Because it might still be awhile before the idiot market completely loses its damn mind as usual.

4) In the high zone, I'd sell it all. Sell it fast. You'll know when we're in the high zone because you're hearing about nothing but BITCOIN on CNN, stories of people striking it rich, your Grandma pushing you to invest in crypto immediately.

That's when you sell. When the shoe shine boy is giving you stock tips, it's time to get out of the market.

As I see it, anyway.

If this chart is an accurate reflection of reality, then we're about to see the biggest crypto coin push there's ever been. Round-the-clock coverage on television, radio, news.

Why? Well, it's time. Secondly, they want to cover anything and everything but Biden's constant screw-ups.

I can't believe people still think anyone voted for him.

Like I said, mining is about getting a discount. But it's still a buying strategy. We're soon entering a bad time to buy. Which means there ain't no good buying strategy. The time to mine was when it wasn't profitable.

Investing means spending money and expecting a return. Not flipping a switch and turning on a money-printing machine. That's ludicrously, disturbingly unrealistic even by looney bin standards.

Sometimes it works but I mean, God probably does that just to lure a million weak-minded suckers to their financial doom because he hates people worshiping money instead of Him. He's really not a fan of idolatry.

Some modern graphics cards are still slightly profitable, even in bad times. If you look for "what crypto to mine" and "what to mine crypto with", you'll find the coin and card you're looking for and nobody can stop you.

Except the complete and total unavailability of cards. Which is kinda going on right now. If you know any gamers, (idoloters) who f*** their video game system for dopamine spikes instead of their girlfriend, then you've probably heard about the greedy, evil miners and scalpers who are ruining gaming.

And because gaming is ruined, they might actually be forced to have sex with their girlfriend.

And we all know you can't say "gamer" without saying "gay."

But we all expect there will be a mass influx of cheap cards after the next crypto crash. It looks to me like it might take a little longer than I wanted, and those cards might shoot up in value for a little while longer.

Or maybe I'm reading the chart wrong and we've already peaked. Doesn't quite seem like the top, yet. I can't detect that all-pervasive crypto-frenzy smell in the wind.

Maybe because I've jettisoned literally everyone from my life who obsesses about such things.

But I'd say now's the time to start selling while people are buying.

But I wouldn't sell it all. There may be another couple of weeks before the crash. Hard to say. But I'd probably sell off at least 20% per week and keep watching as it develops, assuming we're approaching the projected peak of frenzied insanity.

Easier said than done.

Another way to profit from the flurry of buying is to sell refurbished graphics cards, gear, wiring, bots or whatever to the tidal wave of complete idiots. No offense, idiots, but I learned it from Joseph, who helped the Pharaoh stock up on grain before the famine, then "scalped" it when the grain ran out, consolidating all of Egypt's day-to-day power under Joseph. (Read your Bible, for Pete's sake.)

Make hay while the sun shines.

To some extent, buying low means timing the market, especially getting in on the "ground floor" of an opportunity.

In hindsight it's clear that 5 years ago would have been a good time to start investing in crypto. 20 years from now, it might look like everyone who didn't start investing in crypto by 2021 was a complete idiot. Timing!

Timing helps you "buy low". But low is kinda relative. There are other costs to consider.

Some things are cheaper when their a used or high-mileage model, in which case good things come to those who wait. Women, for example, depreciate over time, while men appreciate. Meaning they're worth more as they earn more.

God warned you the devil would trying to tempt you out of your immortal soul, right?

To mine for crypto assets even more cheaply, peasant miners might set up their own power-hungry mining rig, turning small dollars into bigger dollars.

At least enough to cover the electric bills, or else there's really no point in buying the cards. You'd just buy the coins directly and call it a day.

Which is what most investors would be forced to do, knowing nothing about the amperage rating on the 12-volt rail and whether the 18-guage wires coming out of two, 100-watt+ power supplies can handle the current without igniting the insulation.

If a crypto miner wanted to save even more money, they might use "free electricity" (that someone else is paying for). Morally speaking, this is a form of theft, of course.

People worry terribly about the loss of money they've worked hard to earn. But they don't seem to care about the thieves who steal the priceless years of your youth in universities, or the millions of dollars you could have made by following better financial advice ten years sooner.

So what if being a landlord is a pains sometimes? It's free equity. Millions of dollars worth. So hire yourself a night plumber to handle emergencies and only invest in properties that cash flow enough to pay a manager to collect rents for you!

But poor people love the endless luxury of NEVER doing any worthwhile thinking. And not suffering the indignity of tolerating smart people who do.

In between congratulating themselves for being "faithful" in an endless string of serial monogamous relationships because it's all the rage, they'll also use divining rods to find water and ask a gypsie to read their horoscope, avoid breaking mirrors and turn around when a black cat crosses their path.

What they don't typically do is refurbish dead graphics cards.

And that's a shame, since it's so much easier than cleaning a carburetor, has a relatively high success rate, and potentially revives dead graphics cards worth over a thousand dollars.

A free refurb'ed card will pay itself off in less a month. Less than a day, probably. Especially if hocked on eBay as the feeding frenzy of buyers snap up everything with an RTX sticker on it.

Pretty sweet way to get into mining, if you're gonna. Paying for the nice, new card by selling refurbished cards is also an option. But at some point, you're going to be building up some pretty bad karma points if your cards keep failing after their 30-day warranty period. Which is a possibility, by the way.

If you're "buying" crypto with a free card you refurbished with ten cents worth of cleaning spray and maybe a heat gun in less than an hour, then selling off the crypto you've mined with it AND THEN SELLING THE CARD at the peak of the market to clueless newbs, then (at first glance) it appears you're putting all the odds in your favor.

Harvesting dead GPUs for Fun and Profit

(But just wait until we reach the end, because it gets even better.)

Unless you burn your house down with a super-sketchy rig made with super-cheap, over-loaded wiring, you've got the potential to earn a whopping SOMETHING HUNDRED PERCENT ROI!!!

These are the risks every serious investor has to consider. Especially if they don't know which wire can carry the amps and which can't. (If a wire is too hot to touch, it's not a good sign.)

If you really want to make a couple hundred million, learn how to invest in real estate instead. Drooling idiots make millions in that business because it's virtually impossible to invest $5,000 and sit around waiting for it to grow into a retirement fund all by itself.

Because only in crypto "investing" people are that autistic.

Mining while e-begging while running an OnlyFans to pay for their hormone injections. Manly stuff, eh? (No. Not really.)

THE BIG PAY-OFF

Especially when you could be making 2 to 4 times as much with virtualization, renting out your low-spec (quad-core or better) systems to neural network researchers, gamers, or work-from-home office jockeys who gladly pay 5 cents, 19 cents, 40 cents, 77 cents per hour (or more) for occasional access to a bare-bones workstation with a graphics card.

And a one-quarter share of your 128 GB SSD card for storage. Yes, really.

If you do any of that super easy math, that kicks the nuts off of every crypto currency there is. But crypto nerds, while good at math, aren't good at knowing which math to do.

For example, shadow.tech runs a service that lets you rent a gaming-class graphics card starting at $11 per month on a one-year contract. Or about $14 month-to month. Turns out there's a market for that. Several markets, actually.

This kind of a market is much more stable than crypto. And predictable. Its growth can be explained, charted, diagrammed, and discussed. Crypto cannot.

Institutional investors like stable and predictable things, and they literally have billions of dollars to push in those directions while hanging out with powerful elites who drink children's blood.

Personally, I'd rather rent out a rack of my hard-won GPUs to gamers than to mining algorithms. It pays better and there's less wear and tear on the cards. For some reason, they start to get all dusty whenever their fans start going spinny.

Heat sinks are far less effective when clogged with dust. Maybe clean them a little more often.

I don't like doubling my money every ten years. Or every three years, either. And I don't like making money two or three months of the year whenever "crypto is so hot right now."

How do you rent out your machine to gamers and businesses and scientists? I mean, you'd probably find that with an internet search, too. But if a million people do it, there won't be as much profit unless the demand grows faster than the supply.

If you think about it, there's probably a reason Amazon.com has been selling access to virtual machines on their servers rather than grinding a million graphics card into dust for peanuts.

That's because 250% ROI per year is too low a return rate to entice a really big company.

"Go bother someone else with your electric pennies, paupers."

At this moment, it costs about $20 to buy a terabyte of offline storage. (By that, I mean you'll spend about a hundred bucks when you buy a 5-terabyte hard drive, which comes out to $20 per terabyte.) And you could share that drive with 4 of your buddies.

But Bezos knows you won't do that. So does Google.

So it will cost you $120 per year for round-the-clock access to that same $20 terabyte "in the cloud." Oh, you wanted to keep it next year, too? $240, then. Don't want your files deleted, do you? Then keep forking over that money forever, peasants!

Some way to treat a friend.

And if I told you about the kind of profits Apple makes off the "rubes", you'd pray for our enemies that God would show more mercy on the idiot leftists who own iPhones, and drop to your knees in gratitude for the light and blessings he shines down upon the PC master race.

What keeps the prices high is that YOU can't do what Jeff Bezos and Google does.

You can't rent out YOUR machines. No, peasants, NOOOO!!

Because then you'd pay off your investment in about 2 months instead of 2 years. Now that's a business model.

But it does involve cleaning and refurbishing dead GPUs you worked hard to seek out and collect. And that... well. It seems a little bit like work!

>Sigh.< Seems to be no way around it.

But if you're a millionaire and have 10+ years to grow your money, you can invest your 100 million dollars at 7% for 10 years and turn it into 200 million dollars.

Be sure to consider whether the high-growth, high-risk portion of your portfolio has enough high-tech stuff like crypto and virtualization and real estate (virtual wholesaling) in it to bump your portfolio up to 7% consistently.

And be sure to discuss it with a competent financial advisor. Not some random blogger on the internet.

Want to Earn $4,000 an Hour by Digging Holes in the Ground?

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Sat, 23 Jan 2021 20:11:00 -0800

Or how about $320,000 per hour just talking into your telephone to your friends? I'll show you both.

I recently pointed you to a proven, established method of building a house underground for about $50 of materials plus a couple weeks of labor. A whole house. A valuable, quality, comfortable, very nice, airy, livable house worth at least a couple hundred thousand dollars.

It's work. It takes digging, which is real, hard labor, but only two weeks. Less than 80 hours. There are ways to make that work a lot easier, but first you need to know what it's worth.

In the long term, those hours save you at least $200,000 in home building costs on your own land, plus another $100,000 in heating costs over the life of the house. (Let's call it 50 years or so, to make the math easier.)

Owning a dug-in, properly designed, well-drained, well-lit home further reduces your maintenance costs, such as periodic roof repairs and replacements. That's another $20,000.

In other words, I've shown you how 2 weeks of digging can save you at least $320,000 before factoring decreased property tax, fire risk and insurance costs and more.

Yes, it's work. But it's work that pays you $4,000 an hour. If someone offered to pay you $4,000 an hour to dig a ditch for him, I'll bet you'd take the money.

But when it's time to dig out your own home, you don't want to do it.

But let's set aside YOU for a minute, as hard as that is to do for the solopsistic godless Satan-worshipping generation, and think of others.

If you gave this good advice to others, and showed them how to make $4,000 an hour digging ditches, and it took you 20 hours of public speaking or writing to get 20 guys to dig their own homes instead of doing things the idiotic stupid way everyone else does things, then you'd be creating $6.4 million dollars of value for those guys.

In theory.

And on paper, the value of your time would therefore be worth $320,000 dollars per hour.

This is a rough estimate of my value to you if (and only if) 20 guys actually spend a couple of weeks digging out an energy-efficient home, heated by the southern sun in the winter as well as the relatively warm earth below the frostline. Maybe a wood stove.

If 20 guys every 20 hours listens and does what I say, then I don't need to be an architect, an artist, an engineer, a designer, or even a curator. I can merely be the promoter, the retweeter, the finder of finders of rare earth architects, and my value is hundreds of thousands of dollars per hour.

That's my potential. Your potential as a sharer of wisdom. The highest-paying profession. It just doesn't pay in cash. It pays you in another currency. A currency you (the masses) don't want. Life. Abundant life. Long life. Eternal life.

That's why I freely give out this kind of free advice no one really listens to, that no one shares, that no one gives two shits about.

Because I know my life and lifetime and efforts, my intuition and innovation and communication are much more valuable to others than it could ever be to myself.

Who listens to people like me? If not Ivanka Trump and Elon Musk, then at least their advisors seem to.

Most people only appreciate something when you stick a dollar tag on it. Because money is all they value. Not America. Not service or sacrifice or righteousness, but cash, always cash, and only cash.

Nothing else and no one else seems to have any value to the rich, the poor, the fools, the miserable wretches clogging up our largely wasted civilization of doomed idiots.

The masses are made up of the sort who don't appreciate the strategic, defensive value of stealthy passive house homesteads until the rapists are forcing you to watch them rape all your daughters to death with 100 dicks a day.

That's the moment you'll remember I told you so. When your wife's tears and blood are on the clothes of your enemies.

You know? Value. Real value. Not just the cash. Not just dollars, but salvation. Being saved from hell.

How do you put a price tag on a fortress like that? Or on the price of a shovel that makes the work go a little easier.

That's how a salesman sells $1,000 shovels, by the way. Some shovels are $50,000. But that's because they come equipped with hydraulics.

Suppose some of your children survive the communist purge. Suppose one of your surviving daughters, absent all access to wisdom and parenting decides to keep the rapist's baby instead of dashing it against a rock.

The baby grows up to become a nation of rapists. A nation that suffers forever. Like Haiti.

That's the consequences of failing to listen. That's the cost of not buying this wonderful $1,000 shovel which pays for itself in the first 15 minutes you use it.

In 15 minutes, you're dug down deep enough to protect your whole body from gunfire whizzing buy just inches overhead. Can you put a price on that kind of safety? I doubt it.

The real cost of ignorance is this:

Nothing you say will ever be worth $320,000 per hour (in all probability) other than "thank God" when things go well for you. Nothing else you say will ever matter. Not really.

And that's it. That's all your life will be. Without wisdom, yours will be the standard, cookie-cutter Satanic life of no worth of any kind, filled with torment day and night because you've allowed yourselves to be deceived.

You'll eat your own children for soup, be sold into slavery and no one will buy you.

And that's after you're put to death. Instead of laying out a banquet in the presence of your enemies, the torments set aside for the devil, his children, and their servants will be laid out for you.

You'll find no task that's worth $4,000 an hour. You'll find no tasks that's worth your time. You'll do nothing, and poverty will creep into your windows and snatch everything you own.

The Lord our God will not hear your prayers, and will not answer them. You will become food for the cannibals, the coyotes, and the worms.

The most savage of foreign nations will overtake your land, will rise higher and higher in power above you because you didn't love the Lord your God. Deep in your heart, you hated the word, hated the truth and threw all your arms and legs around Satan's lies like a long-lost lover returned from war.

There will be no future but the ashen wreckage of a ruined people disgusted with themselves, with their filth and poverty, living in fear at every moment while the rich celebrate the growth of their wealth by oppressing the poor, the widow, and the orphan.

Being valued as a giver (or seller) of advice takes skill. Skill takes practice. And to practice the right things you need knowledge. That means reading. Reading the right things. Thinking about what you read.

And that seems a lot like work. People hate work. It's why they quit doing it when nobody's paying them every two weeks.

If you're like most people, you don't earn anywhere near the maximum amount you could. You just make the maximum anyone will pay you on a weekly or hourly basis. If you work toward something with a long-term payoff, you could make a lot more.

Paid enough to quit his job in 6 months. The business was scalable, but he chose not to invest the time to learn how to scale it. Like the eternal employee, he chose the quick and easy reward, the fast buck, the easy payout.

He wanted to retire on the next big deal, but hadn't done any of the work to figure out how that's done. There are many traps on the way to wealth. He didn't seem to have the time to learn what they are.

There's ways to make digging easier, even without the expense of hydraulics. You can learn some technique or get some leverage, some mechanical advantage, and it makes the whole process much easier, your safe, defensible, fire-resistant house built faster and cheaper than you ever thought possible.

What it takes is that tiny seed of faith Jesus keeps talking about.

Building the Highly-Defensible, Energy-Efficient $50 Earth-Integrated House Without Breaking Your Back

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Fri, 25 Dec 2020 06:03:00 -0800

The cities are erupting into a racial civil war. The election's been stolen in the dead of night right under our noses and Communism is coming like freight train.

In the age of Elon Musk's SpaceX, Tesla, and Starlink the sky's the limit. Knowledge is power. But for those who can't afford a ten million dollar space ticket to Mars someday, digging in may be the better option. The future may be under your feet. The billionaires are boring tunnels. Maybe they're onto something.

Urban and suburban American's have seen enough. They're flocking to go off-grid to survive whatever's coming. They can't pay their rent or mortgage and if they can't sell their house, they may have just lost their whole net worth after a lifetime of faithful wage slave service to the children of the devil in urbanite hell.

But even if they can somehow get a cheap piece of land somewhere, most Americans don't have bulldozer money in their pocket, much less the money to pour a foundation. Especially not in 2020, the year of the lockdown.

With the bailout money, they might be able to buy a chainsaw and something to sharpen it with. But at $20,000 for a used mini-excavator, even if they can find a property with timber, they can't dig down to get their house out of the elements, the wind chill, to start below the frost line and the hot sun beating down to create even the most temporary of shelters.

But what if you could?

If only you can dig effectively, repurpose a bit of the timber on a property, burn less of it per year and burn it more efficiently, then you can build a Mike Oehler-style $15 earth-integrated home (or commie-resistant shelter built into a berm) that needs a lot less heating and cooling. Chars the bottoms of the load-bearing poles (calling them piers) and wraps the bottoms in polyurethane plastic. (Garbage bags.)

Which means you don't need as much land and it doesn't need to be in the middle of a forest.

This fact alone could easily save you $100,000. Probably at least DOUBLE that.

If only you can dig!

Update: I recently showed you how this very project pays you $4,000 an hour!

If you know the 2 secrets to cutting perfect planks from trees, if you've got half-decent abilities with a chainsaw and have the know-how, then I'm convinced an ordinary person (someone like you, maybe) could build an energy-efficient $50 to $40,000 earth-integrated house you'd actually want to live in. Not just some drafty old cabin in the woods that's cold even with the wood stove on high heat.

And a cabin (or a shack) is not always worth insulating.

A well-lit, spacious and airy house with beautiful, even superior views and...

1 No foundation
2 Less building material
3 Less labor
4 More aesthetically pleasing
5 Less property tax
6 That's Warm in Winter
7 Passively Cooled in the summer
8 With a better view than conventional homes
9 Increased yard/garden space on the same property
10 With a built-in greenhouse
11 Ecologically sound
12 That Doubles as a fallout shelter
13 Is highly defensible (virtually bulletproof and blast-resistant)
14 Inherently Well-Concealed
15 Closer to sources of water
16
17 Relatively fireproof
18 Pipes never freeze
19 Superior flooring
20 Can be built by anyone
21 Weatherproof
22 Less maintenance
23 Quiet and Soundproof

Turns out it can also be somewhat regulation-resistant. Read Mike Oehler's shockingly anti-white "The $50 and Up Underground House Book" for more some of the little-known realities about code enforcement.

But when you know something about how building permits are enforced, it starts to remind you of the way speeding is kinda sorta enforced sometimes. And, of course, nobody you know smokes marijuana illegally, right?

Remember: Drug laws were put into place under Nixon to help him harass and shut down the seditious anti-white commie meetings and teen urban youth thugs in the black panthers whose gatherings were otherwise protected by the first amendment.

Respectable people (whites) don't get harassed like the negroes because they obey speed limits, wear seat belts, care about breathing clean air, aren't hedonistic sex perverts, and generally speaking, they don't smoke the reefer. You don't mind getting the required building permits because you want to live in a safe home, right?

The problem is that's a lot of assumptions. The devil didn't trick you into behaving like the dirty hippies.

Enforcement was always intended to harass and shake down the subversive homosexual negro communist element, but now the tables have turned and almost EVERYONE is behaving like the gay hedonistic adulterous hippies.

Women in church are dressed like lumberjacks. I haven't seen a woman in a dress SINCE MY YOUTH.

These days, the commies in power are doing the same thing to us by shutting down Thanksgiving and Christmas with their plandemic lockdown.

What I'm saying is code enforcement isn't the same everywhere. A building permit costs a fortune in southern California. You've got to pay fifty grand before you can touch a shovel. But remote areas aren't that way.

Oehler cites work-arounds like building a little permitted structure. With any little building permit, (even for a 200 square foot structure), you get your utilities hook-up.

Dirty hippies may have no use for septic systems because they want to compost it, but at $100+ installed cost, a bare-minimum inspected DIY septic system is an option. (You don't even need to use it. You just need to have it.)

After that, adding on is simple. Barns, sheds, and other non-permitted exempt structures may or may have a power cable and provides a ready explanation for all the construction noise to your nosy snitch neighbors.

If you later decide to sell, an electrician, plumber, or inspector may sign off on your work and you might collect all the proper permits after we figure out if we're even going to survive the purge or not.

In the meantime, baby needs a crib. Know what I mean? We're just trying to be fruitful and multiply over here.

The fines may accrue when you try to sell, but that doesn't apply to people who don't plan to sell.

Anyone can build it if they can dig. That's a big if. I don't happen to have a Bobcat Skid Steer. Do you? Maybe I could borrow one from you.

Even if you do, not every area lends itself to digging. Some properties are right on the bedrock. Which is not the worst thing. A wise man builds his house on the rock. Or at the very least, below the frost line.

Labor is reduced, but not eliminated. You need an excavator, maybe friends or volunteers, and you'll probably want to scrounge up some windows and other supplies.

You've got a pickup truck to go scrounging, right? I hope so. Because a subcompact car is not the ideal tool for picking up free pallets to build with.

It's not hard to find the plans, systems, and mentorship to build your aircrete or solarium-heated house or whatever.

But how the devil do you move dozens of cubic yards of dirt and rock caught up in a tangle of roots?

I suddenly got really, really interested in using machines to move dirt after I moved two truckloads of "free" woodchips from a tree cutting service. Hey. Some of it was actually chipped. The rest is now Hügelkultur. (Buried nutrients.) Believe it or not, spreading two truckloads of wet wood in two days is somewhat less fun than it sounds.

I also took a temporary warehouse job unloading trucks. They wonder why the turnover is so high at that job. It's because you're measuring your work output in tons per day,

Maybe Tennessee Ford could move 16 tons a day, but that's asking an awful lot of a coddled urbanite refugee from CHOP. Maybe the yids figured out the quickest way to get someone to put a gun in their mouth is to show them how sore the human body can possibly be from a hard day's work.

You could buy a piece of equipment to help you do the work, but if you're paying for the machine by loading trucks, you may as well just dig that damned house yourself.

What we need is a cheaper machine. Or something that helps us use our own body more efficiently. Something like those lifting straps that help you move furniture. A force multiplier. A human-powered steam shovel. Or something that makes it fast and easy to lift and move very heavy rocks.

Or something that recruits your strongest muscles to do all the work. A human-powered steam shovel with bicycle peddles came to mind. Because at 80% capacity, you can harness A LOT of human power and ride all day.

But once you overpower the arms, the shoulders, or that precious column of disks and vertebrae, you're only going to be as strong as your weakest link, no matter how strong you are.

Some men with fused spines appear to be crazy strong and small backpackers can carry very heavy loads because they've taken the weak link (the spine) out of the equation.

Or you can put the weight at the top of your shoulders (Handi-Straps), or move the load to your hips. The top of your pelvis a platform that's built to carry plenty of weight.

A bicycle is an excellent example of how small mechanical improvements can massively increase output such as decreasing calories per mile traveled. (On flat ground, anyway.)

If only you could make some kind of a "bicycle". But for digging.

Human-powered spring lathes built the furniture of the 18th century, and are still in use today. As are peddle-powered sewing machines. Where is the peddle-powered shovel?

One thing Mike Oehler won't teach you is how to dig while letting your strongest muscles do the work. With the right technique, you can go all day.

No matter how strong your arms are, you don't want to be using your arms to do the primary work. Let you hips do the work.

Notice he's wearing gloves and not moving his feet very much, moving a wheelbarrow load in less than 3 minutes. That's more than a cubic yard of dirt per hour. There's almost certainly a better wheelbarrow for the job.

With a helper, an experienced grave digger can dig a little over 4 cubic yards in 4 to 5 hours of digging. You can see why killers have men dig their own graves. Why would a man dig his own grave? The math is pretty simple.

You're not thinking of it from the killer's point of view, but your own. If you start digging, you get to live a little longer. You never know. Maybe your fortune will change in the next few hours. An experience killer doesn't need an experienced grave digger. He just needs patience.

But maybe the killer wouldn't kill so many people if it meant he had to dig a grave every time. If you think about it like that, screw the guy. Let him dig the grave. If I sacrifice a few hours of life, this guy will have to dig all night and he'll get tired of killing people.

But the sum total of our civilization is unable to do this kind of mental math, for some reason. We don't think of others, or put ourselves in the shoes of the killer. We only think of ourselves.

It doesn't occur to a woman to report a rapist. Why would she do that? Wow. I don't know. Maybe to stop him from raping someone else!

Or maybe you'd want to inconvenience a killer so that he can't use easy, cheap concentration camps and mass graves. Screw those guys. If they're going to kill us anyway, make them pay for the bullets. Even if you're out of ammo yourself, fix bayonets.

Don't wander off like sheep to the death camps and don't work at Satan's bullet factory for shit wages.

That's really the point of digging in. It's what soldiers do. When you know they're going to be attacked, you want a big wall of dirt between you and the enemy. It might cost a few more boxes of ammo to get you.

If they want to get you, it's going to cost them. That's the point.

Stick houses exist for the convenience of the tyrant. It's easier to nuke people who live in wooden houses instead of fallout shelters.

If they can simply cut your power or utilities and freeze you out in winter, then you've made their job really easy.

You're making it super easy to burn you out when you live in the wrong kind of construction.

They've got our whole country living in indefensible, over-priced wooden houses that are about as vulnerable to fire as a can of gasoline. And then they've also made it more expensive, difficult, and time-consuming to rebuild, they took away your job or business so you can't pay your insurance premiums.

What's next? Black Panthers marching through the suburbs with torches, of course. And there goes your suburban paradise forever.

Digging your own grave and digging your own house are basically the opposite things.

In the 60s, the anti-white hippies had to lay low while whites were in power. Now it's our turn to dig in and lay low, going underground (literally) because the anti-white commies are rising to power.

I suspect in 20 to 40 years, probably after the purge, much of the leftist rule will blow over or implode and white Christians will rise to some semblance of power again.

But Obadiah certainly thought it was beneficial to hide the prophets. In 1 Kings 18:4, Obadiah hid a hundred prophets of God in two caves, fifty in each, to protect them from Jezebel, Ahab's wife, who was trying to murder all the prophets of God.

Outwardly, Russia appears to be largely under white Christian control at the moment. Which should be (almost) the biggest news of our lifetime. Oddly enough, not a peep about it from any institution anywhere on earth.

It's almost like they don't want you to know.

With God, anything you do will prosper. Hail Jesus!

The Rocket Mass Heater

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Sat, 19 Dec 2020 00:04:00 -0800

"Provide for the worst and hope for the best." - Antifragile by Christian Nassim Nicholas Taleb

What if the whole electrical grid shuts down and you only have a few acres to live on? For thousands of years, your ancestors survived little more than this.

Very few plan for the worst. I'm one of those few. Given a few acres, could you survive using a hatchet, a few rolls of pallet wrap, a Swiss Army Knife, and a flint to start a fire? I hope so.

Good news: Keeping warm efficiently may be a solved problem. Meaning you won't need to clear-cut a forest to keep yourself and your family warm. Why?

Because the rocket stove burns 70 to 90% less wood than other wood stoves, is theoretically safer than any wood stove in history, heats virtually any small house or shop, and can be built by almost anyone for almost nothing.

It's (probably) safer, cheaper, stealthier and can be built by almost anyone using a few tools in a very short time. So what's the catch?

Don't worry. There is one. But before we begin... what's a rocket mass heater?

A rocket mass heater is a mass and exhaust system built around a rocket stove. A thermal battery catches most of the energy produced by the stove.

The stove itself is probably the coolest way to roast marshmallows. Especially if you like your marshmallows utterly annihilated.

But the Rocket Mass Heater is another thing entirely. The stove itself is a quick, easy build. The heater is NOT.

First of all, the heater goes indoors. The rocket stove is typically used outdoors, the same way your charcoal grill is probably outside the house. Because the heater is an indoor thing, stuff instantly gets complicated.

The catch:

Generally speaking, insurers and inspectors don't like you setting fires in your house because for thousands of years, people would end up burning down their house, dying from asphyxiation, get injured by smoke inhalation, burns, cutting wood and a thousand other things that don't happen when you throw a light switch or turn the dial on a thermostat.

The rocket mass heater is new-ish. (There's been 20 years of development or so.) It's been called a "peasant stove." i.e. it's designed to be very cheap to build and operate. Cheaper than coal, if possible.

While the heater itself can probably be built by one or two people for $500 or $100 (or free, installed in one weekend with very few tools, that doesn't mean you're going to pop a load of gravel and concrete in your living room and make a Rocket Mass Heater THIS WEEKEND. No.

You absolutely need to do your research so that you don't choke on odorless CO2 and die, obviously. All exhaust leaks are 100% your fault, and you can't afford any of them.

Unlike traditional woodstoves, the chimney fire risk is almost zero because the high-temperature, highly insulated combustion chamber uses smoke and creosote as fuel, resulting in much cleaner, more complete combustion.

Essentially, you're creating a tiny blast furnace which can and will melt (or burn through metal. Which doesn't sound inherently safe, but it's a massive improvement on

It's also relatively kid-safe. The exhaust pipes remain relatively cool to the touch, getting up to 120 degrees Fahrenheit.

But dealing with regulations (and work-arounds) can complicate your life substantially.

In addition, if it doesn't work or stops working, you have to repair it yourself. You're not going to easily find any old expert.

It's labor-intensive to build and to learn about. You don't just buy one and install it with a few nuts and bolts.

Buying a wood stove vs. Installing a Rocket Mass Heater is like the difference between buying a car and buying a horse.

When it works, it works great, burns a fifth to a tenth of the fuel. (It's NOT ten times less work, however. The small burn chamber means splitting the firewood smaller than for a wood stove, which is more work.

But to heat the same space, you do burn much less wood per day. The people who own them love them. It's theoretically as safe as central air, although there's very little data to confirm it.

Some ideas "should" be safer, but their designs ended up killing off lots of the early adopters. [Burt Rutan designed a forward canard plane that should have been inherently safer, but for various reasons, people kept getting killed in the prototypes.]

If you don't mind chopping and carrying in five to ten times more wood, then there's no reason to install a Rocket Mass Heater. So most people don't.

The people who want convenience are willing to pay for it. Very few people are so frugal that they'll invest the time it takes to install an experimental furnace in their home.

If, for some reason, you need to save on heating (and cooling) or needed to be energy independent on a smaller footprint, or you need to install a very stealthy wood stove, installing a rocket mass heater is one of the first upgrades I'd consider to your remote or off-grid shelter.

Even if it requires one of those pesky building permits.

Here, a man who understands thermodynamics improves upon the filthy hippies' thermal mass heater:

https://youtu.be/br6gQb7laZg

Free Money For The Movement

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Fri, 25 Sep 2020 18:34:00 -0700

Sometimes it seems this movement has a shortage of people who...

1) Have money 2) Are willing to spend it on white people and especially pro-white people

If you're giving money to the "pretty good" church that's "not all that pozzed" and promoting "one race, the human race" and has race mixing and never names the Jews, you're simply giving money to the devil.

You may as well put your daughter right on Satan's lap if you're going to put money in his offering plate.

George Soros is handing out billions like candy. What are we doing?

As soon as someone...

1) Has money they
2) Forget where they came from

They've got their gated community and think bullets and wildfires won't bother them a bit when the guillotine mob comes for them.

A conservative is someone who conserves their money. There's a reason cranium sizes have been getting smaller and smaller the last 50 thousand years or so.

That's because you can't outsmart the blade.

Just because it's wrong (and foolish and stupid) to hoard your wealth doesn't mean you don't need to RAISE a few billion dollars for a worthy cause, like the guillotine fund.

Because at some point, a whole lot of big brains need to be smashed across the street so they start remembering who allows them to keep breathing on a daily basis. That's what the eternal fire is about. The big, rich craniums want you to believe in Valhalla heaven where you go after you die and the scary lake of fire where you go after you die and the second death.

To me, and this is my interpretation, the second death is what happens to all of their progeny after THEY die and it's too late.

For example, Princess Diana marries for money or whatever, whores herself out for wealth, then has those two sons. One of them marries a jogger. That's it for Harry. He's all done. End of the line. There's no coming back from that. He paid the toll.

The other one is a bald guy. Kind of a question mark. Where did it go wrong? The Queen Mother is the longest-reigning monarch in English history. She should have stepped down at the first opportunity. Being ruled by women is a curse from God. But that whole royal line is tarnished by the sins of generations past.

If she'd been a male king, surely she would have raised an army and exterminated a lot of traitors by now. Instead, they're thriving under her rule and her country is dying while she powders her nose.

Speaking of killing things that need to die, sometimes the pests attack the garden, the wolves attack the sheep because they smell weakness.

Real weakness will eventually be discovered. Moral weakness, especially.

A liquidator buys for pennies on the dollar and resells to a retailer. Only in real estate is a liquidator called something else but a liquidator.

People can make a pretty good living buying, fixing, and flipping lawn mowers, motorcycles, cars, trucks, houses, and businesses. Getting their hands dirty.

But the 80/20 rule, an all-powerful law of nature which dictates that 80% of princes and kings are useless wimps and need to be shoved into the ocean in broad daylight, dictates that the vast majority of the fortunes made in flipping comes from ONE part of the process.

The highest-paid, easiest work is FINDING the deal, in all cases. Which deals? Well, for entry-level, it's one best answer. One best way to start, far surpassing college, private school, and even the Boy Scouts.

Once you're in, there's one best way to grow. Once you've grown, there's one best way to thrive.

There's a path. For newbies, the best thing is real estate, because idiot retarded joggers can do it. Single moms can do it. Even mentally retarded, one-legged midget single black moms can do it.

For mid-term growth, you build up a little nest egg and make the smartest kind of investments.

From there, you build that empire.

But just because the field your farming happens to be real estate equity doesn't mean you're not generating cash flow. 30% of that belongs to God and all who rob God are sinners and all sinners will pay the wages and the wages of sin is death.

Remember what happened to Princess Diana and her brood. God is merciful, but when He pulls back his bow, he never misses.

If you can't lower yourself to being a dirty, stinking filthy liquidator and would rather wade through sewage for a septic pumping company while midget negroes make millions while sitting on their ass doing practically nothing, then what the hell are you doing being a white supremacist?

We've got a few ideas about what we could do with 30% of your income, you know.

10% to the poor.

10% to the priests. (If you ever meet anyone who sounds more like a Moses-tier Levite than me, putting machetes into the hands of children to massacre the infidels, then go ahead give your priest money to him instead of me.)

And 10% for the food stores. That can be the food bank, the grain silo, or you can store up a barn of grain whiskey if you've got the license for it.

The rest is your. Now if you're building high income intelligently, you could afford to give away 90%. If you can't afford to give 5% of your income, then you've got a problem.

YOU AIN'T EARNING ENOUGH MONEY!!

God will make you rich enough to easily afford 30% while you lack for NO GOOD THING.

If you can afford to give away 90% of your income without changing your lifestyle, then I'd worry a lot about whether or not you should buy that third yacht.

Notice that net worth doesn't play a part here. It's income. The increase of the field. That could be 100 to 5,000 acres, but you're the children of God, the Almighty creator. It shouldn't be hard to generate enough income that EVERYONE can give away 30% without sweating it.

If the poor can't give away 30% of THEIR income, then keep giving to the poor until they all can. Starting with white people, particularly the poor Christian white supremacists who nobody seems to set aside money for.

If God makes you "rich" (by today's standards) and you rob God, his army will be along directly to collect. You can fool some of the people, but you can't fool God.

Some say, "I can't raise a family on $250,000 per year" while the working poor earn about $25,000 and raise their kids on that.

If you aren't earning enough money, then you're not managing your time.

I promise 80% of what you're doing is looking busy if you're only earning a quarter million a year. Working harder at looking busy WILL NOT FIX your lack of productivity.

More credentials will not fix it.

More social approval will not fix it.

More dead end "investments" will not fix your lack of faith, your lack of intellectual honesty, and your lack of self-discipline, your greed, sloth, envy, wrath, gluttony, etc.

What will fix all this is a great big wildfire setting you on fire. If you don't want the commies to set you on fire, here's what you do:

1 - Faith.

Only your faith in Jesus will save you. With Jesus, you can do anything. Without him, you can do nothing.

2 - Education.

College and schooling is the antithesis of education. They exist to stop you from learning just as the church exists to stop you from believing. For everything, there is a counterfeit.

3 - Action. Faith and education must result in INTELLIGENT, USEFUL, PRODUCTIVE action. If money is not pouring in like an avalanche hit you, you have no faith, not education, or have taken no action.

Build a money machine. Persist and adapt. Repair or replace.

The best investment of all is putting 10% of your increase into the beggar's cup.

The second best investment is giving 10% of your increase to the priest.

The third best investment is making sure you've got more than food for a year or two when the sh!tshow really begins.

God did not send us wisdom so you'd be a broke-ass childless doofus wage slave forever. That's not what God does.

He doubled Job's wealth, for instance. Was he too rich when he had twice as much? Not in God's opinion.

If you're a liquidator, you're basically recycling the stuff others throw away. Some people build new stuff. That's ok. It's good to build new stuff. But let's make good use of the old stuff, too. For those starting out, there's always plenty of money in being a junk man. Generational wealth, in fact.

The best of all worlds is when you get cash from a retailer for inventory you never have to pay for.

Instead of negotiating a finder's fee, you negotiate with both sides for a fair price. Using your legal instruments (contract or option agreement), you tie up someone else's property without spending any money.

Is it legal? Part of it is legal. Some people break the law and put up bandit signs to help them find buyers and sellers. Some people exceed the posted speed limit and infract the statute by not wearing a seat belt.

That's what kills more cops than anything, by the way. Not wearing their seatbelt while handing out speeding tickets which people can't pay unless they put up bandit signs.

But I wouldn't advise you to break the law. Particularly when the punishment is a lot more than a small fine. The seatbelt-free cops just love to arrest people who don't pay the Jew his ad money.

That's what the brake pedal is for, guys.

What? It's there so you can slowly pull over and put your hands at 10 and 2 on the wheel. What did you think I mean?

Get your mind right.

The better you are at marketing (where the money is made) the less sophisticated your negotiation skills need to be.

Find a motivated seller and flip the option agreement.

And quit breaking the law!

If you put money into the love and forgiveness cup, the people will be extra kind when they come for you with machetes for your faithlessness, INFIDEL!

Oh. And since you won't give money to the white supremacists, your reward is you get to crawl on your hands and knees to a negro who will teach you how to make real money. Then maybe you'll beg for God's forgiveness, worthless, godless white slave.

As you know by now, I'm much too kind, sweet, patient and loving to want that to happen to you.

There are many traps on the way to wealth, so learn your craft before the fact, and learn it so well you automatically know the good advice from bad advice. It will take time, but that time is going to pass anyway. So put down the bottle and pick up a book.

When Faced With No Other Choice...

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Fri, 24 Jul 2020 07:51:00 -0700

If you waited until there was no other option but violence...

Would you rather see your enemies martyred and the masses rallying around them... or would you rather be martyred so that the masses rallied around you?

When pushed into a corner, our bowlcut Americans will fight. They will kill. They will assassinate. And in doing so, they'll plunge the country (and the world) into civil war even if they win a military victory. Because a man who's simple enough to use his fists to gain power is almost always so simple he'll lose all he's gained at the negotiating table. (See the history of Michael Collins for proof of this.)

If ZOG knows how to handle anything, it's a violent rebellion born of impatience. And so the ZOG (Satan) sows impatience, hastiness, ill-advised reactionism among our people with it's mass media.

I would hate to see the extremists in our movement come to the virtually inescapable, logical conclusion that it is only by systematic, ongoing, nearly jihadist (holy war) assassinations of broadcasters, up to and including the false prophets of the phony Christian TV networks when the alternative is to instead lay down our lives willingly for them by attempting the risky and potentially suicidal task of peacefully, legally attaining dominance and control of mass media in the countries and lands which rightfully belong to those to whom God has bestowed it, if we have any choice in the matter.

Arguably, with 1.6 billion followers alive today, Mohammed was perhaps the best of these, and still came to the wrong conclusion. Just look at the results.

No Arab space program. No Arab technology beyond camel milking and falconry. Clinging to oil because it's all they've got. This is the price of impatience, impertinence, and moral weakness is a centuries-long descent into savagery and surviving by pillaging, looting, and taking slaves.

If there is a reconquista of the mass media for white interests, don't expect it will be a bloodless coup to take back control of the positions that move the overton window and influence society with this ever-leftward drift. if there's one thing I can promise, it's that they will definitely try to kill you as you begin to ascend to the throne of mass media dominance. You have to decide whether or not you love your people enough and forgive them enough to take that risk and willingly lay down your life for them to have a chance to know the truth, to know the Lord as the word reveals Him to be.

People will only believe that television is of the devil when the television itself begins to tell them so.

To ensure that it is we who are martyred by violent extremists instead of our beloved enemies, before our side's violent extremists are painted into a corner as they have been in South Africa and forced to the most desperate possible means, which ZOG is well prepared to handle, we must swell our ranks through our righteous behavior, our love and patience, doing our duty instead of shirking it, or else we deserve to be destroyed and God was right to send the hand of Satan against us.

We can't prevent the war from being bloody, since this is a war in which we are being systematically murdered no matter what.

Satan has continuously forced this bloodshed and in doing so has condemned himself in each of the last 60 centuries.

We can't do anything about Satan being condemned by God.

But by our efforts over many decades of effort by many people in many countries, we can shine the light and shout the truth from the mountaintops of broadcast media that the false prophets on television, radio, internet, that all of the institutional churches in all of the controlled denominations are unrepentant, willing traitors to God, servants of Satan and have led the world to celebrate and practice sin, that not one is righteous and that there is no teacher but the Messiah.

Real-strength seeks a different kind of "jihad". The example of our Lord Jesus Christ. The peaceful, shrewd and innocent way of letting them cut their own throat by trying to kill us WHILE and BECAUSE we are telling the truth, shining our light, shouting it from the mountaintop of the modern pulpit.

Which, in the past was the press, in our generation is the mass media, and in the next generation's minds will be dominated by what they learn about reality inside "The Matrix" of fully immersive, lifelong video games (such as social media) designed by the devil to effectively castrate, isolate, marginalize our people and our future unless we peacefully, effectively, fearlessly lay down our lives to ensure there's at least one possible future which includes our people.

And so I've created this video for you.

How To Reconquer The Mass Media For White Interests

Salvation is through the Caucasian Anglo Saxon race and the "Anglo Saxon religion" (as our enemies, the so-called "Jews" call it) of Christianity.

How to buy a television or radio station, maybe the first of many, to begin to convert people back to Christian values and ideas which may have been absent from the churches for one, two, or 19 centuries or so. Discovering which questions to bring to your attorney and which kind of law firm, accounting and mentorship to help you or your progenitors or proteges,

Also... Which three methods are most likely, most proven, most financially effective to make you and hopefully keep you profitable enough and financially stable enough to stay on the air after you get on the air in an institutional way, rather than what's happened in the past... begging for the crumbs and the table scraps of publicity so that we are predictably and continuously maligned, villianized and slandered before we've said a word, hoping to be interviewed by our enemies who hate us and want us dead.

I think you will find that the systematic mass acquisition of mass media, once improved upon and perfected will turn the tide. If there's a hill to take, it's that one.

If 2,000 men died re-taking Germany, then 20,000 will die re-taking America. Probably ten times as many will be injured, scarred, or beaten until you're as brain damaged as Mohammad Ali.

Are you willing to serve your country, serve your people, to put forth your whole effort and do the best you possibly can with a small chance of reward and a high risk of becoming like these casualties in order to save a million, two million, maybe ten million brothers who might, by herculean efforts and faith be pulled back from the fire?

https://t.me/godswrath/2251

Technologies To Defeat Evil Locally

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Tue, 30 Jun 2020 06:39:00 -0700

Mimeograph fanzine publishers holding a workshop: https://youtu.be/-lZ88IVpe6M

It's worth taking a quick glance at the frenetic energy of this panel and the extraordinary detail of hacking the technology in these early days LOL.

Technology (and fashion) has come a long way since the Mimeographed Fan-Zine

I'm still a huge fan of Mimeograph, Xerography (photocopier), Risograph and laser printers, even dot matrix printers as an introductory means of small-scale, local mass-production for supremacists to unite and activate local communities when the time comes.

For community leaders, now's the time to start if you haven't started already. Print should be used to push local thought leaders to tune in to digital and radio broadcasts for greater depth of knowledge.

The online or broadcast media doesn't need to be yours. Printing out and distributing ONE page of the Daily Stormer with URL and/or QR code taking them to the site is more than good enough as a starting point.

This is only meant to attract a small team of die-hard fanatics. TWO is a very good number, if they're fanatics. Four is better. At some point, about 7 people or so, the group is too large to be efficient. It takes time to meet these people and most of them will be traitors, spies and saboteurs.

To sort them out, either they work or they don't. Period. They'll follow your instructions or they won't. I'd rather have a guy who disagrees but works than a guy who agrees but sabotages everything.

You complain about in-fighting. That's because your groups are too big. Ditch most of them. Tell them to break up into small groups. They can't start in-fighting in a group of you and one other guy, because you're the only guy they can start in-fighting with.

If you need something, ask a Christian, not a Nazi. The Nazis will be stretched thin if they care. If they're really a Christian, they've got plenty and they're willing to share it whether you're a Nazi or not.

In theory, churches and civic organizations should be places to meet like-minded patriots but it doesn't always work out that way. Depending on your area, you might have better luck meeting like-minded folks in the trades instead.

I'll assume some of you already participate in groups, like reading clubs with regular meet-ups, but don't necessarily have the technology.

I don't vet and I don't support vetting. That's right. There's no point. It achieves the opposite of what you want.

You end up with hard-working saboteurs doing all your vetting for you. The numbers swell, it looks impressive, but it's all yids and commies scaring out the most capable, helpful, self-disciplined guys. You end up with nothing but a pit of vipers.

No vetting. If they don't like it, let them leave.

Either someone shares the gospel or they don't. Either they listen to the gospel or they don't. Period. No vetting and no vetters. Assume everyone is a spy, an assassin, a liar, a murderer, that everyone is your enemy unless proven otherwise.

A man's enemies will be members of his own household, and they'll turn him in. Either a guy shows up to do the work and spread the gospel or they don't.

With these kinds of technologies, we can succeed at out-communicating our enemies if and when we make any serious effort to do so. The decent, ordinary, hard-working people have force of numbers the lying, murdering perverts simply do not have.

Decent people will march. Either they march or they don't. You just cast your seeds and make sure your tip cup buys as much paper and ink as it can buy, and maybe lunch for folks willing to do some distribution and to prove they've done it.

To wake someone up takes 6 months of continuous, daily exposure, years of weekly exposure and decades of monthly exposure.

So at first, (once you've got a minimum-sized team of two or more) don't bother trying to wake up the masses. Not yet. You'll simply die trying. Just remind them of the parts of the gospel most relevant to us: LARP

L.A.R.P. is "LOVE your enemies, AUTHORITY comes from God, RESIST not an evil man, and PRAY for those who persecute you."

Whether anyone knows it or not, that's about 80% of the way toward defeating the worldwide counter-insurgency right there. Broadcasting the LARP message pries opens up the streets for jackboots everywhere.

So if you plan to LARP later, make sure the L.A.R.P. message gets out first. You can do newsletters, essays, YouTube videos and blogs on the value and importance of L.A.R.P., loaded with dog whistles to that our guys know what you mean, but nobody else can understand what all the fuss is about when the yids come moaning and crying about it.

If the "churches" decide they have to kill you for telling people to "LOVE YOUR ENEMIES", ask our Father to forgive them when they do.

Because you'll know for certain you died charging the right hill. You'll know that you have life eternal. And you'll know for certain your martyrdom will be the foundation of a far greater church than anything the world has ever seen.

Obviously, if you have reason to believe you only have 6 months left to live, it costs you nothing to spend that time in bold service to the Lord in defiance of evil.

That's how I started, and God gave me life instead.

How to use a ditto machine: https://youtu.be/ccYLLzpeVnU

If that's all you've got, it's a start. These days, you should at least be able to get a photocopier.

Remember the story of tank man from Tiananmen Square. Everyone knew the government was corrupt. But once Tank Man resisted that column of tanks, everyone knew that everyone knew.

You don't just want everyone to know.

You want everyone to know everyone knows.

So passing out 100 to 1,000 flyers in a medium to small school is much better than handing out 100,000 flyers on a busy city street corner.

What's Unique About Risograph: https://youtu.be/NHU9AAc3YeQ

Very fast, very low barrier to entry, cleaner to work with, BRIGHTER colors than anything but silk screening, very low cost per impression, comparable to offset at low volumes. Ideal for churches, offices.

A bit of warning: The process can be SLIGHTLY a pain in the neck and keeping up with the machine's output can be a team effort in itself. The output it cheap, but fast, which means running the thing for an hour still burns through supplies and money pretty fast.

Consider the math: 2 cents per 11 x 17 sheet. It cranks through them at 100 to 150 pages per minute. You can run it through multiple times, but it absolutely needs to dry out before running it through again. Bone dry. DON'T skip this. A 4-color process on each side means each page goes through 8 times.

That's 8 chances for it to get stuck, jammed, smeared or otherwise ruined, with 1% to 5% of the runs getting stuck. That's a combined loss of up to 40% of your product at one stage or another of a 2-sided, full color run. So LET THEM DRY. Which takes time. LOTS of time.

An automatic paper folder will "eat" (damage) another 5% of your product per fold. Two folds = another 10% loss of the remaining 60%, leaving you with 54% of your product usable. So you're basically up to 4 cents per sheet, plus ink. At an average of half a cent times 8 colors, that comes out to another 4 cents per sheet ideally. But because of the losses in processing, add another 2 cents per finished sheet. And if you're running something through 8 times, the maximum theoretical effective speed is 18.75 pages per minute. Not 150.

That's 4 + 4 + 2 = 10 cents per wide-format sheet. Not too bad. Especially if you need 4 bright or unusual colors. If CMYK is ok (that standard 4-color gamut), then you're much, much better off with a wide-format, full color laser printer. Even if the labor costs were free. Which they're not.

For simple black-and-white or greyscale, the Risograph is positively deadly as a low cost micro-news duplicator. But even at 600dpi, the quality just isn't as good as laser. And though it's affordable as printing goes, it can still burn through $144 to $216 of ink and paper per hour, making 9,000 prints in that time.

Like I said, it takes a team to keep up with that kind of production.

And, of course, given that every product is superior in virtually every conceivable dimension, I wouldn't even consider using an inkjet printer anymore.

Formula

noreply@blogger.com (Fair Use) — Sat, 27 Jun 2020 14:37:00 -0700

FORMULA. SHOULD YOU WRITE TO FORMULA? Should you ALWAYS write to formula?

I'm not telling you that you have to operate like all the most successful propagandists do. But the foolish pervert leftist retards do seem to be crushing civilization itself with nothing other than their simple A + B + C, 1 + 2 + 3 formula because that's what audiences pay to see.

Even a slithering serpent gets the best results by not re-inventing the wheel.

What do the failures do? Like an African trying to create a helicopter from parts rummaged in the trash, they re-invent the wheel. They don't use Lockheed Martin parts & labor, and so don't get the same results.

They want to act like a negro, so God treats them like one.

Here's the grain of truth about being different. You shouldn't be like the crowd. Of course not. But the crowd wants to re-invent storytelling and fails.

In addition, they always try to re-invent storytelling the FIRST TIME OUT OF THE GATE.

This is like the guy who thinks he invented sliding into a girl's DMs with a dick pic. To say the least, it's been done. It ain't getting you the sex you want. The sex it gets you, you don't want.

Re-invention is for the research and development branch of successful public companies funded by losers who can't think of any smarter investments than buying over-priced stocks.

These big, dumb companies leave nothing to chance. They know best R&D is to wait for one out of 100 inventors to hit on an worthwhile idea, buy it, and then spend about a billion dollars per century gradually improving it. Like what 3M did with post-it notes.

The strategy of the successful can springboard you to greater heights.

But the crowd (the every-day lone inventor) ignores what works. Which is to acquire an existing company for peanuts, take it public at a huge multiple of what you paid for it, use the big, dumb capital of clueless investors to smash the marketplace with a superior product, bigger marketing, and a legion of lawyers.

David and Goliath is a fun story, but Rome didn't rely on a shepherd boy with a slinghot to win the Punic wars against Carthage. They needed a little more oomph.

And even King David didn't rely on his slingshot to crush Saul's army.

No, he carefully and consciously recruited the Philistine Army before wading into battle against a deadly, well-equipped and capable force of trained professional fighters.

The secret of his success was superior weaponry, superior numbers, superior tactics. The real story of the little shepherd boy is he always shot fish in a barrel with a bazooka before raining down fire from heaven on his enemies.

When it's time to win, you don't want to be screwing around alone in your garage trying to re-invent the bazooka out of PVC pipes.

The pioneers are the ones with the arrows in their backs. Best to well-worn path of the successful and ignore the strategy used by the masses who've been programmed from birth to fail and are to intellectually lazy and arrogant to question the myth of the lone hero.

Secondly, what works is the myth of the lone hero. But never be one.

The next time you see the "lone hero" story, probably that new Mel Gibson film, notice it has 10 minutes of credits at the end. That's the real secret. It helps to have a small army of help. Even more helpful?

AN EVEN BIGGER ARMY IS EVEN MORE HELPFUL

Armies are made of men. Where do these men come from? A recruiting office? No.

Remember "Be fruitful and multiply"? "As numerous as the stars in the sky?" Yeah. God prefers you fight with superior strength AND superior numbers.

Everything we do tells our story. The problem is, we don't have the first clue how to write it. You know why?

Because we're trained to re-invent the wheel at the worst possible time.

How do you win? With strength? No. The gorilla is stronger. What made the difference? Our mind. What's being attacked? Our minds.

Even if we're not fooled, the masses are. Why? Because we've been fooled into our present thinking. A kind of thinking which creates failure.

Failure is not the product of our own thinking. Our social programming is designed to make us failures. Our programming turns our families into the enemies who cut our throats, who betray us, who turn us in, who report us for wrong-think.

The TV can't hurt you until it turns our neighbors in to Molotov-cocktail-throwing arsonists.

The TV can't hurt you until it turns all your friends and neighbors into sneaky devils trying to counter every right idea you'll ever have.

The TV can't hurt you until it turns fanatical terrorist cultists who thought-police your every word and make it impossible for you to buy or sell anything that doesn't say "Black Lives Matter" on it. Because "diversity is our strength."

Don't laugh. Don't question it or your neighbors will do worse to you than the GULAGs ever could.

Do you win by building a better bicep? Sure. If you've got a million more where that came from.

You'll recruit more more muscle when you've raised 12 athletic kids instead of 2.

And you'll have even more muscle kids when you've got 12 wives pregnant. Didn't King David have lots of wives?

When your superior Aryan cavalry (made up of thousands of your great grandchildren) rides in using superior flanking maneuvers, superior weapons and technology, with better, more loyal spies working for you, just like in Jericho, when even your enemies respect you and are at peace with you, when even the foreigners obey you, that cavalry of thousands does you more good than a condom, a dumb bell, and a killer Creatine stack with whey protein isolate.

King David kicked acres of ass because, above all things, he was a better propagandist. Propaganda.

King David writing the Psalms

To be better speaker, you've got to write a better speech. This better speech is part of a better narrative. This better narrative follows a better formula.

WRITE TO FORMULA to win. Our enemy does, and crushes civilization with A, B, C, 1, 2, 3. They use a paint-by-numbers method to overthrow our supremacy, to make us forget who we are and what set of instructions to follow. (Hint: The best instruction for our people is in the Bible.)

Don't be a writer when you can be a hack. HUMILITY, gentlemen. It's called humility.

Don't write a skit when you can write a bit. It's shorter. People like to finish things. A psalm is short.

The enemy doesn't crank out precious spiritual woo-woo by thinking about fluffy, fuzzy rainbow daydreams. No, they do a gag to stretch for time. Easier to crank out a product by deadline that attacks the same old stuff they attacked yesterday by following a checklist.

Who do we attack today? Let's consult the checklist. People who are straight, white, Christian, cis-gender or male?

These writers don't have to be a genius every day. The situation does it for them. This also means the left cares more about casting because casting a black King Lear is easier than re-writing Shakepeare.

Having James Earl Jones read the Bible is easier than re-writing the Bible to fit communist goals.

Don't You Know It's Wrong To Learn Christian Principles From Anyone Who's Not Black?

They've won before the first episode airs when they set up a sit-com TV show. The nature of the sit-com does most of the work for them.

A guy living with a couple of chicks starring Jack Tripper. They're "living in sin", as the expression goes. Tom Hanks dresses like a woman to save money on an apartment in "Bosom Buddies." He's not a sex freak in a dress. No, he's just frugal. Aren't you?

Every TV episode makes fun of the white guy who can't get laid.

Done. Its aims are accomplished by the time the writer shows up to the page.

The Program Even Shows You How To Feel About its Fuddy-Duddy Critics
Mr. Furley is SooooOOOOooOOOOooo Clueless and Old-Fashioned, Isn't He?

Lt. Nyota Uhura is a negress in a short skirt. Maybe she'll kiss the captain. Maybe not. Doesn't really matter. The skirt and the multi-ethnic crew does the damage before you've beamed down to the enemy planet to find out what love is.

It's Successful Communist Propaganda Even Before The First Word of Dialogue is Spoken

They play it by ear. Why write a new joke when you can update an old joke? Gets the same laugh.

The banking system is powerful. So be the banking system.

Mainstream media is powerful. Be the mainstream media.

Religion is powerful. So be the religion.

Is God powerful? Then be a god. God told you to do all these things, by the way. But you weren't listening.

You don't need a Robo-Cop to solve crime tomorrow when you can hire a million cops today.

The enemy wants to make you proud to be a money-burning lonely loser who tried his best to go it alone instead of team up.

You can't borrow your neighbor's boat when it's time to go fishing. You've got to buy your own. PRIDE!

Sharing Taken To An Extreme

Suddenly there's a 100 boats on the lake all chasing after the same fish. By the time you're done, you've spent $1,000 per fish you catch.

Buying Taken To An Extreme

I'm not your enemy, so I won't do tell you act like all the losers who end up with a screenplay without an audience, a song without a deal.

"I can't wait to catch that $1,000 fish for dinner."

The rich only sell what people are buying. The don't search for an idea. They search for a buyer and sell him what he wants.

That way, you can buy a boat. Lord knows there aren't nearly enough of them.

Ok. Maybe there are enough boats.

(If you've never owned a boat, I can tell you they're the most stupid, pointless, expensive and high-maintenance things on earth UNLESS they're making you lots of money. I will only sell a boat to someone I intend to destroy. )

My job (in this win or lose world) isn't to make you a delighted loser.

It's to tell you "You'll either win or die." Your country either wins or dies. Your way of life, your family, your people will either win or they'll die.

BLM is the feather knocking over the giant. But the mass media is the one firing the bazookas.

Mass-market, mass-produced pop culture assembly line follows a fill-in-the-blank formula without exception.

Stories can be predictable and still make a predictable amount of revenue.

12 archetypal characters

3-act plays, stories, Robert McKee, STORY

4-chord pop songs:

The 37 plots or "dramatic situations"

Be shamelessly formulaic.

Just as a woman can be systematically seduced, step-by-step, a customer can be systematically sold, the bison can be systematically exterminated, 100 million swine per year systematically slaughtered, the crowd can be systematically manipulated.

Were about to say, "It wouldn't work on me?" Yeah, I thought you'd say that while while wearing cargo shorts, sneakers and flat-brimmed baseball cap and your favorite sports team jersey while planning to relax with your stressful video game dopamine machine.

Sorry. The crowd goes along with the crowd that follows the mass brainwashing. The sheep are easily led, and systematically led to the slaughter.

The crowd convenes at conventions, packs into movie theaters, eats in dining halls, obediently lines up for their daily bumper-to-bumper traffic so they can do a job they hate to make their enemies even richer and more powerful as their rights erode, their country decays until Mel Gibson, an Australian immigrant, is the last man in America making movies Americans want to see.

Learn to sling cheap, predictable schlock at the masses if that's what they'll pay to see, what they'll pay attention to, allowing us to insert our messages into their favorite music, books, comics, news channels, commercials, political speeches, cartoon shows, video games, textbooks, magazines, sermons, radio shows, YouTube channels.

And learn highest of all these propagandistic arts of all, the securing of very high finance, so you can do it at a biblical scale with tens of thousands of propagandists cranking out every category of cheap, predictable shlock that shoves itself in their face every time they turn around until their values are utterly transformed and beliefs re-written by our booklets, pamphlets, leaflets, shows, songs, movies, and by far the cheapest of all these per impression, our statues.