Return Of Kings

There Is No Spoon

Law Dogger — Wed, 19 Jun 2013 17:00:39 +0000

One of my favorite movies is the Matrix. That comes as no surprise as it is widely known as a great movie and a pioneer in the concept of how people perceive their worlds. And as we all know, its concept of blue pill/red pill is arguably the backbone of this website and other mansophere based sites. But there is one particular scene that I absolutely love in that movie, and try to remind myself of it often:

“There Is No Spoon”

Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That’s impossible. Instead… only try to realize the truth.

Neo: What truth?

Spoon boy: There is no spoon.

Neo: There is no spoon?

Spoon boy: Then you’ll see, that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.

It is the basic premise of the entire movie. Once you realize that the limitations you believe exist are only in your mind, then you can do anything because those limitations actually do not exist. Now obviously you cannot defy the laws of physics by flying or have 100% success by pulling threesomes cold on a nightly basis (or in this case, actually bending a spoon with your mind). But its amazing what you can actually do if you take yourself out of the mindset that “x” is not possible.

Application To Women

I am hardly pioneering any new thoughts or creating any new ideas. I can just relate my own experience as I had many limiting beliefs before. Lots of them have been shattered in the past few years alone, as I spent more time in the red pill world. Such as that one night stands are pure luck. Wrong. They are a result of some luck, but also developing a systematic approach to reach this goal involving hours of practice, logistics, screening and so forth.

I’ve also had the pleasure of meeting and hanging out with some fellow ROK writers. For example, McQueen was met with hesitation about his 4 bangs in 30 hours article. Some thought it was bullshit. Three years ago I would not think that was possible absent celebrity status. But if you meet the guy, he operates in a totally different reality. I can never sustain that type of energy and being a lawyer does not surround you with hot drunk women like his job does. When you actually see his attitude in play in that kind of setting, you quickly go from skeptical to impressed.

I can definitively credit my last Vegas success partly to Emmanuel’s unrivaled aggressiveness in kissing a girl quickly upon meeting. Having seen him do it many times before, at that moment in Vegas I went for it within seconds of meeting the girl. It worked. Again, something I did not previously think was possible, much less successful. Now I do it a lot more often.

One cool thing you can try at home — next time you are on a date with a girl just don’t answer some of her questions. Literally don’t respond to a question you don’t want to, be silent and then start a new conversational thread. You’ll be amazed that more than half the time she won’t even inquire as to why you never answered her.

Application To Life

I am still being exposed to these applications of the no spoon reality. I have a friend who went from unable to keeping any job to being on the verge of becoming a multimillionaire. In college I saw a tiny thin guy rendering a massive man immobile with a self-defense move. Basically things you see in movies and do not think is possible. But it happens everyday.

A very educated guess would be that most of you reading this site have had several realities shattered in the past. Every time I see something with my own eyes that I previously thought was “impossible” I get a huge rush. I’m very excited to have my realities continue to be shattered in the future.

Dictionary Of American Girlspeak, Volume I

Tuthmosis — Wed, 19 Jun 2013 12:30:43 +0000

American Girlspeak, though seemingly intelligible, is actually quite different from the language men like you and I use. While ours is a relatively straight-forward and functional lexicon, theirs is one ridden with obfuscating euphemisms, ambiguity, and double-speak. Words that mean one thing to us, can mean an entirely different thing to them. For better or worse—if you expect to transact with those who speak the female tongue (who, of course, aren’t always women)—you need to be equipped with the proper linguistic equipment.

awkward

1. malleable word most often deployed as a no-fault excuse for inept, lazy, or outright rude social behavior. 2. also: term used to lay claim to the currently fashionable persona of nerd.

creepy

1. catch-all phrase used by girls for anything they can’t (or won’t) articulate that makes them uncomfortable or shatters an imagined fantasy of how things should be. Its power lies in its very ambiguity, since it can be used to intimate anything, from sexual deviance to illegality, without having to actually say it. 2. word often used to shame natural male sexuality. 3. girls’ go-to phrase to attempt to shut down a conversation.

douchebag

1. last-resort insult for an otherwise attractive, tall, and/or put-together guy. 2. insult usually reserved for white guys, since racially tinged insults (e.g., “ghetto”) are less effective against them.

guy friend

1. unfortunate male who’s been irretrievably snared in the friendzone web or in an emotional-tampon cycle. 2. a male orbiter who occupies a space on a girl’s unwritten second-stringer waiting list. 3. occasionally a girl’s label for a former hook-up with whom she’s kept an amicable relationship.

hooked up

1. deliberately ambiguous term that can refer to any kind of intimate contact—from plain-and-simple kissing to a triple-penetration gangbang. 2. noun: hook-up.

iPhone

1. the bane of Western (and increasingly global) romantic life, which has destroyed a woman’s ability to connect with a male suitor by steadily eroding her attention-span, providing her with a 24/7 social crutch, and giving her the means to binge on an array of character-destroying attention-whoring behaviors. 2. female status symbol whose possession grants no social cachet, but whose absence is regarded as a negative.

nerd

1. term that used to describe an unfashionable and socially awkward person who displays above-average academic ability (or excels in non-athletic endeavors), but has gradually come to connote someone who merely wears oversized dark-framed glasses, possesses below-average conversation skills, displays little-to-no scholarly or musical talent, and has given up on improving these conditions. 2. a no-risk social label (and pre-packaged, played-out persona) that girls have adopted now that it’s safe to do so, having been stripped of its social stigma by an increasingly emasculated society that protects the weak at the expense of the strong.

pansexual

1. extreme slut who also hooks up with women.

sex-positive

1. new-age feminist jargon for no-consequences sex for women. 2. see slut-shaming.

Starbucks

1. calorie-loading malt shop that masquerades as a global coffeehouse chain. 2. place that provides fat girls plausible deniability for their obesity, by serving them high-calorie milkshakes and other sugary drinks mislabeled as simple coffee.

A Woman’s Sexual Experience Means Nothing

Samseau — Tue, 18 Jun 2013 17:30:00 +0000

Quite possibly my least favorite blue pill belief is the idea that a woman should be judged on her prior sexual experience. It leads men into a false sense of security whenever they believe she’s a “good girl.” Since she’s not a slut, the reasoning goes, she’s proven to be more trustworthy than a slut. I say nay; assume she is a bad woman until proven otherwise. Especially if she calls herself a virgin, assume guilt.

While I agree that “You can’t turn a whore into a housewife,” it is also true that some slutty housewives are not whores. Men should be less concerned with finding a chaste wife than finding a loyal one. Consider the following about virgins: Either she is a virgin because she is young, or she is a old prude who wants to use men with her sexuality. In the former case, she is but a young girl with plenty of time for her to turn into a slut, since all sluts are born virgins, or in the latter case, she is the worst type of relationship material possible as she is unable to open up to a man’s love, only using her sexuality as a means to some end, always placing her interests above any man’s.

For a real world example of an old virgin, see Exhibit A:

Claims to be a virgin… don’t offer to marry her all at once now.

Olympic Athlete Lola Jones, in addition to loving attention, is also an extreme case of the old virgin archetype. She portrays her virginity as valuable, when in fact it represents her inability to bond with a man.

“I’ve been tempted. I’ve had guys tell me, they’re like, ‘Hey you know if you have sex it will help you run faster,’” Jones revealed, before sharing her response. “If you marry me, then yeah.”

She frames the conversation as something she is saving for “her husband,” that is, something she is using as a bartering chip for the best possible deal in the mating game. She makes it sound like no one has been willing to marry her. But given how much of a buyer’s market today’s dating game is, which is more likely to have occurred? Did Lola Jones never find any quality men? Or did Lola Jones never accept any man? It is obvious that her virginity is not an asset, but instead a giant red flag indicating her intimacy issues. She approaches love with a mercenary’s eye, evaluating men based on her personal gain.

I would say any woman who is a virgin after the age of 20 is already a bit crazy, and after 25 she will make the top 10 worst women you’ve ever dated (or at least top 100). But in any case, a woman who saves her virginity past her most sexually desirable years truly isn’t interested in marriage as much as she’s interested in herself. Although she’s never cheated on any man, she has never been loyal to any man either.

Likewise, a young virgin has not proven to be anything more than a pretty face, tits, and ass. Even if you’re the man to claim her cherry, she’s still nothing more than a new girl you’ve started banging. I’ll never forget how one of my close friends took the virginity of a 22 year old girl. He thought he had found “The One.” He could not get enough of the sex, and could not stop raving about her. But when he revealed he had to go get his Masters in another city, it was but only two weeks after he moved before she was sleeping with a different man.

My friend’s girl was not loyal. She valued herself over her man, and that’s why, even though she “gave” her virginity to him, she was nothing but a slut who had saved her virginity. Valuing virginity, which is inherent to a woman’s birth, is just as absurd as valuing a woman for anything else inherent to her birth, such as her eyeballs or hair. Certain crazy religions have worshiped a woman’s virginity as if it revealed an important truth about her character, when, in fact, they have it backwards: A woman of loyal character is more likely to only sleep with one man in her life, but women who’ve only slept with one man may still be a lying, manipulative, nagging, and combative battleaxe. It is necessary for a woman of good character to have slept with few men, but it is not a sufficient.

Blue pill men mistake the effect for the cause, and see sexual experience as an odometer to be measured, when in fact it is nothing more than one card from her hand. You do not have a complete picture and if she smart, you never will. So don’t be a dumbass who places value on a woman’s sexual history. Without any sort of context, virginity means nothing. By logical extension, if there’s no reason to value a virgin, then there’s no reason to value any woman who claims to have limited sexual experience.

And continuing further, I would go as far to say that a huge slut may yet still turn out to be better relationship material (never marriage material) than a virgin, since with the slut you know what you are getting while the virgin is someone who may put on false pretenses with her chastity.

Whenever a woman tells you her sexual experience, realize that she is trying to manipulate you by showing you an incomplete picture, shrug your shoulders, and just give her a one word answer of your choice: “Cool.” “Okay.” “Neat.” “Whatever.”

“I’m a virgin.” YOU: *shrugs* ”Cool.”

“I’ve only had two boyfriends before you.” YOU: *shrugs* ”Okay.”

“I’ve slept with 100 men.” YOU: *shrugs* ”Neat.” (Guaranteed you’ll make her feel insecure with this reply.)

“I’m not like other girls. I’m not easy.” YOU: *shrugs* “Whatever.”

Summer Festival Guide

Black Knight — Tue, 18 Jun 2013 12:30:07 +0000

If you’re a music fan you’re likely checking out a festival this summer season. Here are a few tips to get the most out of your experience:

Logistics

Many festivals (e.g. Lollapalooza, Outside Lands) take place in the heart of major cities. Use Airbnb or Craigslist to rent a private apartment, or at least a room with some privacy. If you’re in an unfamiliar city, your first instinct will be to get a place close to the festival. Fight this urge — the better move is to book closer to the area of maximum nightlife in the city. If you can find a cheap hotel then do it, but keep in mind that they fill up fast and often are farther away from nightlife.

Music

I was overwhelmed by the sheer mass of people the first time I attended Lollapalooza. People will line up an hour beforehand to get a prime spot even for less popular bands, and the crowds increase exponentially as the day goes on. Accept that you’re not going to be front-and-center for every band you see. Determine the 2-3 shows you want to be close for, and arrive at least an hour before showtime. At multi-stage festivals it can take up to 30 minutes to get from one end of the festival grounds to the other, so keep this fixed cost in mind when deciding whether to bounce from stage to stage. For latecomers, it’s easier to worm your way to the front of the crowd if you’re with a cute girl, but you’ll still get a lot of shitty looks and random elbows thrown your way.

Enhancements

If there’s anything that will enhance your personal festival experience — alcohol, drugs, etc. — bring it. The security at the entrance is typically concerned only with whether you have a weapon. They will rarely care about your flask, joint in a sunglasses case, etc. Don’t be careless, but you’re not going to get a TSA-level search when there are 50,000 other people waiting to get in.

If you are a drinker, you absolutely need to bring a flask and a bottle of liquor to refill it each night — this will save you $40-$50 worth of expenses each day. A flask is a necessity even if money is no object for you. Why? Beer is the main alcohol offering at many festivals, and to get reasonably intoxicated you have to consume lots of liquid. This will force you to take frequent bathroom trips and lose the best spots for your favorite bands. Repeat after me: “My flask is my friend.”

I’m not a drug user, but if you enjoy entertainment of the chemical variety it’s fairly easy to bring them in in a sunglasses case or pocket. Worst case scenario, you stick them in your underwear as you walk through the door. Security once inside is almost non-existent, and if you’re not bothering anyone else you will not be hassled for smoking pot, tripping, or whatever your heart desires.

Some people bring water bottles, but don’t do this. There are refilling stations where you can re-use bottles you buy in the festival if you’re concerned about saving money. This beats walking around all weekend toting a cumbersome (and goofy) Camelbak.

Pickup

First, the good news. There are a TON of young girls at these festivals. If you’re over the age of 25, you are bound to feel old at least a few times during the weekend. There is a lot of great scenery and an unlimited number of approach opportunities.

The bad news is that it’s difficult to pick up at most concerts. Though you are surrounded by young supple flesh, girls are with their friends and are more interested in displaying their scenester cred and “YOLO”ing than forming a connection with a stranger.

At Lollapalooza there is always a tent with electronic dance music. This is your best bet if you’re looking to hook up, though you may have to put up with shitty music in the process. The rave-like atmosphere and mind-altering substances most people are on will make it easier to approach and escalate.

In the trenches of the normal rock shows, you have to grind out approaches and talk to everyone. You will at least meet interesting people and get tips on good bands while beating the bushes for prospects. Once you find reasonable targets, it helps to offer material value rather than just your personality. This seems counterintutive and “beta,” but unless you are fantastically good looking, girls have short attention spans at these events. It’s amazing how impressed young girls are with booze and weed, so just charge some sharing to the game. If you’re in a camping festival, sealing the deal will be easier due to the Vegas-like, removed-from-the-real-world atmosphere. Treat this more like a club pickup where you live across the street.

When people disperse at night from a city festival your prospects often dry up. Remember the logistics from earlier? If you have prospects from the day, suggest bouncing to your rented apartment or hotel room for an afterparty, or pregaming going out in the city. If you aren’t able to get any solid leads during the festival you’re still in business. Go home to clean up, and then hit the town near the centrally-located apartment you rented. Pillage the local women as you would otherwise.

Conclusion

Get a cool place. Pick your favorite bands. Talk to everyone. Bring a flask. Share your goodies. Enjoy the city. Find good food. Run your normal game. Pickup or not, you’re set for a memorable weekend.

Is Your Smartphone Cock Blocking You?

Mikael — Mon, 17 Jun 2013 17:00:30 +0000

In today’s world smart phone’s are less of a necessity and just simply a reality. The once common flip cell phone is all but on the verge of extinction, and with $40-$50 a month no-contract policies available, even Obama phone users have access to smartphones. As awesome as they are in regards to the information overload you now have available a few inches away from your cock, is it really helping or hurting?

The Good

Thanks to smartphones, you know have a few added advantages to the dating/hookup scene.

1. Google Maps

You used to have to worry about knowing where you were going. Even if you decided to go to a local venue, if you hadn’t been there before, you may walk past it six times before noticing it. But now with phones you can simply yell the address and it tells you exactly where to go.

2. There’s an app for that

Can’t spell, there’s an app. Need to pay your bill so you have a place to bang, app for that. Need something to do while you shit, there’s an app for that. There are literally so many apps that you could argue pulling your kid out of school and having it learn from your iPhone.

3. Dating connectivity

While personally I avoid online dating, anyone wishing to venture into it now has the advantage of the dating app. The plus side is half of them just simply tell you who is nearby rather than making you set up a complicated profile. If anything it’s a decent blend of your picture looks decent, and if I can spot you at a bar and you look like the picture, you can talk, and then bang.

4. Access to venue reviews

Say you go downtown and the bar sucks, and you’re not from the area. Smartphones allow you to use Google to find a place that’s both nearby and find a review on it. This saves countless amounts of walking up and down a street to only end up in some dump crap venue where you’re going to leave five minutes later.

The Bad

But for the negative side, there’s some big downfalls to smartphones as well.

1. Social skill killer

For being only 25, I’m still a fan of the old fashion call for a date. The problem is, no one else is. It’s not uncommon for me to call, only to have no answer, and then get an immediate text response of “hey whats up?” While this makes hookups easier when someone happens to be preoccupied, such as being at work, the flakiness is rarely due to an acceptable excuse. It’s just primarily due to the fact that people want to hide behind a screen. AIM back in the day did the same thing, only this is worse, because this is with people 24/7, 365.

2. Addiction

It’s now being proven that people are addicted to cell phones. They cannot look away from their phones for five minutes, which in turn means you do not get their attention for more than four minutes. This sadly isn’t a case of looking for the wrong women. The majority of people I have encountered are just simply addicted to technology. If you ever doubt it, go to a mall on a weekend and find a high school couple together. Nine times out of ten they will be walking together smiling, and texting someone else. I imagine the conversation goes “OMG I’m having so much fun with my bf at the mall.” Meanwhile, neither of them ever talk to each other.

3. There’s an app for that

Yes, this is a bit of a contradiction to the above, but a key point. Initially apps were useful. Now people are coming out with programs that are only hindering the intelligence of the human race. Becky’s use of an app to see what astrological signs match up with her for dating will not get you laid unless you happen to be the one sign the app says matches up. As dating apps gain popularity as well, you’re likely to see some blockage of cold approaches which will leave you stuck sending bait through an app. Game over.

He had such a great opener, from across the room, on his phone.

The only thing I can conclude from technology, primarily smart phones, is that they are the worst invention created in terms of game. Where they were once unique and useful, they’ve become common and pointless. The ability to assist has been shoved to the back of the room, while the primary focus is on ruining your intelligence and cockblocking you.

In the end, the only hope I can see for technology losing ground is if a trend is started going against technology. In it’s current form though, you no longer have to worry about Ashley’s fat-ass friend cock blocking you. Now you have to worry about her damn iPhone.

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How Game Of Thrones Depicts The Ultimate Feminist

Athlone McGinnis — Mon, 17 Jun 2013 12:30:58 +0000

HBO’s Game of Thrones has just concluded another highly lauded season. I’m a fan of the show, so last week I began to break down some of the aspects of it that I’ve found most appealing and informative. This week I want to discuss another aspect of the show: its depiction of “girl power” and its engagement with feminism.

On my way to dinner on my campus a couple of weeks back I heard two girls talking about television shows that were worth watching. One then began trying to convince the other to start getting into Game of Thrones. Her reasoning?

“You’ll LOVE Daenerys so much! She’s, like, quite the feminist!”

My school is crawling with the kind of gender feminists whose reasoning we frequently question here and elsewhere in the manosphere. They all love to make specious arguments about patriarchal constructs in the show and/or misogyny, but at the same time they love the “empowered” feminist aspects of it. There is absolutely no question in my mind that the show’s producers are aware of the “girl power” potential certain characters have in the show and no question in my mind that they’re playing it up.

With that being said, I got to thinking about that particular girl’s statement and began to see its validity. George R.R. Martin’s Daenerys Targaryen is, in many ways, the archetypical Western feminist, and her depiction in the HBO series only enhances this image. Her connection to the modern feminist narrative is embodied in three primary ways:

1. She’s extremely privileged.

Feminism is a product of privilege. Not all feminists are rich and not all feminists can be called privileged, but the movement itself was clearly born of prosperity and, to this day, remains dominated by the daughters of such prosperity (white, upper-middle class females concentrated primarily in or around major urban areas, especially on the East Coast). They are entirely the products of success built long before them, and it is that same success (wealth, safety, etc) that allows them to wield the influence they do now. Feminism as we know it much less visible outside of the prosperous “developed” western world, and this isn’t a coincidence.

Daenerys is a princess, heir to a vast noble legacy founded hundreds of years before her. It is this privilege that provides her with the power (and the respect for it) that she wields in the show, and allows her to act as “empowered” as she does. She is entirely the product of successes built long before her, and it is that same success that allows her to wield the influence she does now. It is her privilege that allowed her to gain the assistance she needed to become the leader she is.

2. She’s bad-boy property.

You want to talk about pretty girls (particularly those of the Western variety) in love with “bad boys”? Meet the love of Daenerys Targaryen’s life:

3. Her persistence is due primarily to the actions of the men who support her.

Feminism’s persistence and success depends on male acquiescence. Without men to build and maintain the society in which they live while also protecting its inhabitants and creating the tools and technology they use, feminism as we know it cannot begin to develop, much less actually gain influence.

Daenerys is similarly reliant on men, who lay the foundation for her power and for her continued existence.

Her status as the wife of Khal Drogo provided her first taste of credibility as a leader and allowed her to gain her first subjects. It was also through her marriage with the Khal that she was able to acquire her dragons—they were a wedding gift.

Jorah Mormont, the exiled Westerosi knight who has advised her since her wedding with the Khal, has saved her life more than once. Though originally contracted to betray Daenerys in return for social and monetary gain, he goes back on this and continues to protect her. His advice not only facilitates her growth as a leader, but also keeps her alive on more than one occasion. She would be lost and likely dead without him.

Ser Barristan Selmy, also an exiled Westerosi knight, provides another example of a man without whom Daenerys would probably be dead.

In Season 3 following her proposal to trade a dragon for an army, both of these men question their queen in front of her trading partner. Their advise is sound, as is their worry—it does appear to all the world that she’s about to make a silly deal. She responds by threatening them with dismissal.

Though one can see where that threat is coming from, it is difficult to imagine her actually going through with it. Her threats, like those feminist calls for the “end of men” and claims of male irrelevance, are impractical. As mentioned earlier, feminists can’t persist without male labor and acquiescence. The entire ideology is the product of prosperity produced primarily by men, and it will die in the absence of that. Again, modern feminism’s general confinement to the prosperous developing world is not a coincidence.

Daenerys, similarly, can’t persist without men, particularly the two advisers she has threatened with redundancy. She would not be alive now without them and she wouldn’t last long in their absence.

It isn’t hard to see the appeal of this particular scene or of Daenerys in general to female viewers. They’re anxious to see signs of female power, and Daenerys seems to offer them. She wields tremendous influence and she scolds grown men like children. Her threat against Mormont and Selmy conveyed this quite well: two experienced, powerful fighting men left browbeaten by a dainty little girl who then goes off with a female slave by her side and tells her this as those men follow along sheepishly in the background:

She taps into the wannabe “badass” fantasies of many a Western woman. She is the ultimate feminist fantasy girl.

Like most such displays of feminist “empowerment”, however, there is much more to the story. Regardless of the desire for “girl power”, Daenerys (like her real-life feminist counterparts) will always owe a significant debt to men. The “End of Men” is not near, no matter how many “feminists badasses” try to indicate otherwise.

Critical Race Theory Is Repackaged Narcissism

Wycked — Sun, 16 Jun 2013 20:00:26 +0000

Overview Of The Theory

Critical Race Theory, or CRT, was developed in the 1980’s on the heels of the Critical Legal Studies movement that started in the 1970’s. A number of prominent law professors, most notably Derrick Bell, began to piece together the movement in the halls of America’s elite law schools. The main thrust of CRT is that white privilege and white supremacy is so thoroughly ingrained into the fabric of society, that the traditional approaches to combat racism against blacks are not enough. CRT scholars regularly attack all sorts of institutions, legal decisions and approaches that have generally been deemed not to benefit minorities.

It has to be said that there many good points are made in some of the articles, but the Marxist and feminist framework is damning.

CRT has a few main points that need to be laid out to understand what CRT is about. First, is the use of the narrative/storytelling. One of most striking parts of CRT is the emphasis on the personal narrative. Many CRT articles are framed completely through the experiences of the writer. It was referred to me as “naming one’s own reality.” That phrase stuck with me, as often racism is assumed on the part of the person who invokes CRT doctrine. For example, one young woman in my class was discussing a situation in which she was turned down for an internship at the school. She said it was because she was black. I pointed out that she could be right, but the conclusion you reached isn’t necessarily true. I was smacked down and told to stop dictating women’s experiences to them.

Another striking feature of CRT is its emphasis on intersectionality, the fact different people have different life experiences – like the difference between a gay black dude born in Harlem compared to a white woman born into wealth in Boston. It is one the most mindbogglingly obvious concepts in the world, but the creation of the concept has been credited to Kimberlie Crenshaw. This is where feminist, homosexual and class critiques come in. There is no conservative or libertarian thought in this school.

The final point I would like to highlight is opposition to essentialism. Essentialism means reducing one group of people to definable characteristics shared by all members of the group. Race, sex , class and sexual orientation are generally listed. One of those categories is not like the other – sex. CRT does not entertain any notion that men and women are biologically different. Well, they may assume some differences, but one isn’t going to get away with an outright “essentialist” argument that men and women are fundamentally different.

Let’s examine one article – Race and Essentialism in Feminist Legal Theory by Angela Harris (pdf).

The article is fairly predictable. In her critique of her fellow radical feminists, she emphasizes that they aren’t racist. She takes them to task for ignoring black voices, knowing how incredibly judgmental feminists are. Her point that white feminists have generally ignored black voices and assumed that their experiences are the same for all women is on point – but her article comes off the rails after that.

She makes an exhortation for women to recognize their common enemy – men. She projects a bunch of personal issues onto other people – including a bizarre part where she states that women can’t gain real identities until male domination is eliminated. Are some feminists waiting to sort out their personal issues until the dreaded patriarchy is destroyed? She makes a point that feminists need to move beyond superficial changes.

CRT Is Narcissistic

I agree with her that feminism, in some ways – and CRT – isn’t about real change. It’s about moral judgmentalism and inaction. I can’t even count how many times I read the phrases “white power structures” or “female subjugation,” or “privilege.” Instead of trying to empower themselves via change, the movement simply wants to spin their wheels in the mud and judge everybody else. It is a form of therapy. At this point, I want to highlight what I am talking about how and why people come to and use CRT. They don’t want to take charge of their life; they want to blame everybody else.

I see this reflected in anti-game blogs. Instead of hitting the gym or learning game, these fools blame all their problems on everybody else and get insanely jealous when they see former equals going out and getting laid on the regular. I believe part of the psychology is that they want everybody at their level – frustrated, angry and impotent – so through their bleatings that game isn’t real, they are hoping that some men that otherwise would have bettered himself stays a simp. The less men stepping up and making their lives better, the less jealous they are.

This is the fundamental problem with CRT. I came to the class naively thinking were going to have some real discussions about race in America, but I was dead wrong. It was clear all the women in the class, save one, had some serious issues – most of them related to men. They didn’t want to hear the truth. They wanted to hear some honeyed words about how it’s racism’s fault they have a bitchy personality or it’s patriarchy’s fault ugly women don’t get alphas. I was pissed off being told repeatedly that I “just kinda have to believe this.”

CRT isn’t about helping black people or minorities. It was and is about therapy. The women came to class to blame all their problems on race and sex. They didn’t have the drive to better themselves. They did what probably pisses off many psychologists – the whole idea that, yeah, racism does exist and hurts you but you are using racism as a way to self-aggrandize and tell yourself you are better than you really are. It really is depraved when you think about it – the black women need black people to be hurt by racism so they can prop up their flagging egos by using racism to explain away their failures to live up their out-sized visions of themselves. Didn’t get the job in Boston – most likely because of your grades in school and because you weren’t friendly in the interview – you can always blame racism!

As for the white women, they just doubled-down on “female oppression” so they didn’t have to check their privilege. They blamed all their problems in life on patriarchy and sexism.

In the end, the articles I read did often make some good observations and, sometimes, some good analysis. However, the framework was downright awful. It was too narcissistic, as evidenced by the concept of the personal narrative and inability to understand the world around them. It was like some perpetual therapy session – they pretend to want to change themselves or the world, but just seek to blame others so they can avoid dealing with reality.

Man’s Most Valuable Possession

Quintus Curtius — Sun, 16 Jun 2013 15:00:00 +0000

The poet Phaedrus (c. 15 B.C.- 50 A.D.) was a Roman slave who is credited with collecting various fables that were current in his time and rendering them into simple but elegant Latin verses called senarii (iambic verse). Most of his fables were drawn from Greek sources, chiefly those of Aesop. His purpose, he says in the prologue to his work, was twofold: “to draw a smile, and to provide prudent counsel for life”. In this goal he largely succeeded, for his collection of fables was consistently popular through the Middle Ages and the Renaissance.

One fable has held a particular resonance for me. It is called “On the Shipwreck of Simonides” (Phaedrus IV.22). I translate it as follows:

The learned man always contains riches within himself.

Simonides, who wrote beautiful verses, in order to

More easily ward off poverty,

Began to travel around the cities of Asia,

Singing the praises of notables for financial reward.

Having become wealthy by this type of compensation,

He wanted to return to his native land by sea

(He was, they say, born on the island of Chios).

So he boarded a ship, which broke apart in the middle

Of the sea, because of its old age, and a horrible storm.

Some people collected their bags, others their precious

Things to sustain their lives.

One curious person said to Simonides:

“Simonides, you really have nothing for yourself to take?”

He said, “I already have all of my things with me”.

Then a few swam away, but most perished due

To the weight of their possessions.

Then robbers came: they took what each man

Had recovered, leaving them naked.

By chance there was an ancient city near, called Clazomenae,

To which the shipwrecked men made their way.

Here there happened to be a learned man,

Who had read the verses of Simonides, and

Was a great admirer of him from afar, never having met him.

Recognizing Simonides, he received him warmly, adorning him

With clothing, financial support, and family servants.

The other shipwreck victims carried their blank slates,

Begging for food.

Simonides saw them, and spoke: “I said all my things were with me.

And what you brought away from the ship, is gone.”

Our most valuable possession, so says Phaedrus, is our own store of knowledge and experience. Even if we lose all else, as long as we retain our reservoir of knowledge, then we will be able to start over. All of us will eventually encounter severe hardship in life. No one floats through life on a magic carpet, untouched by tragedy. Misfortune knocks on every man’s door eventually. It is the measure of a man to see how well he handles such misfortunes; staring into the abyss, we find our true character.

Know, my brother, that you will eventually be buffeted by storms, disasters, or extreme hardships. In such situations, a man may lose his material possessions, his job, or his financial support. If one has not spent his life in productive activity by increasing his knowledge and experience, then he will be ill-prepared to weather the extreme shock of misfortune. The acquisition of knowledge and wisdom provides a maturity and seasoning that can prepare the soul for weathering the dislocation and shock of tragedy.

Focus on yourself, brother. I do not say that possessions are unimportant. It is only that you and your development are far more important. Cultivate yourself, your knowledge, your experience, your body, your health, your mind. The disciplined and strenuous pursuit of such goals will shape your character and strengthen it. For in the end, your knowledge and experience are really the only things you own. All else is transitory, is shadow, is illusion. All else can be snatched away from you in an instant. It can happen in the blink of an eye.

So do not waste your time in useless trifles. Those who place the focus of their efforts on foolish pursuits not only exhaust and debase themselves, but they also waste precious time. Education and knowledge can arm you against the vicissitudes of fate, and the cruelties of life. Turn away from the pursuits of vanity, for they will fail you in your hour of need. They will not satisfy you, and their senseless pursuit will devour your spirit.

No matter the environment, and no matter the circumstance, the learned man always contains a store of riches within himself. He shall want for nothing.

Women Fighting Against Feminism

favouritemartian — Sat, 15 Jun 2013 20:00:57 +0000

In what appears to be a strange mix of investigative journalism, vigilante justice and public outrage, a French anti-feminist movement decided to infiltrate FEMEN (the hysterical topless Ukrainian girls chanting slogans about female exploitation, dictatorship, the Pope and Islam) a few months ago.

Sociologically speaking, FEMEN is a typical example of a special interest group getting indulged by the media and the political system until they attain a certain critical mass and therefore legitimacy and public validation.

Liberté Egalité Féminisme: The irony of what these banners mean in their hands is lost on them

FEMEN in Paris

It all started when the pro-feminist (who isn’t these days?) socialist French government allowed FEMEN to establish their operational headquarters in Paris. The FEMEN’s choice to go “Parisian” can be viewed as a very shrewd media strategy.

You can imagine the difference between media attention if you demonstrate topless in some industrial wasteland in Eastern Europe versus doing the same thing in front of Notre Dame de Paris or Eiffel Tower. Exposure-wise, it’s only a little less beneficial than hiring Don Draper to do your publicity campaign.

La France Profonde

However, a lot of people including FEMEN do not know and can not even imagine that, despite all the Woody Allen references to French debauchery, France is a very conservative country with a very strong and non-negligible practicing Catholic population.

The presence of tens of thousands of men, women and children in the recent demonstrations against the same-sex marriage legislation in Paris and the violence that ensued attest to the veracity of these statements. Nowhere else in Europe was same-sex marriage so vehemently opposed and so emphatically decried as was in France.

While the tension was mounting between the right-leaning French populace and the socialist government on the issue of same-sex marriage legislation, the FEMEN started their topless protests in Paris in early 2013.

Although the French Penal Code forbids nudity in a public places, not only the FEMEN were not prosecuted, they were protected by the police during an anti-Pope demonstration which culminated in the desecration of the famous Notre Dame cathedral.

FEMEN trolling a Joan of Arc day rally in Paris

Les Antigones declare war on FEMEN

This was the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. The French public, which is already notoriously short-tempered and fond of general strikes, took the desecration of the cathedral as an attack on their culture, their society and their lifestyle. The result of this public outrage was the coming into being of this anti-feminist movement, who call themselves Les Antigones.

At first the Antigones tried to demonstrate in the streets against FEMEN but this did not prove effective because the French mainstream media (like all mainstream media have the tendency to do) did not give them any coverage whatsoever. Exasperated and feeling frustrated to some extent, they decided to infiltrate FEMEN in order to have an idea about their working, organization and especially how they were financed.

The Mole

One of the Antigones members, Iseul Turan (probably a fictitious name), then sent FEMEN a topless selfie and asked how she could become a FEMEN member. When she didn’t get an answer for a week, she decided to go to their headquarters, posing as a FEMEN groupie and asked for an autograph and then innocently inquired what it took to be a member of FEMEN.

Oksana Chasko invited her to a FEMEN boot camp the following Saturday and thus started a two-month infiltration period during which FEMEN disrupted a conservative, nationalist and crypto anti-gay rally during the Joan of Arc day celebrations in Paris.

Les Antigones: Booby-trapping the FEMEN

Advertising, Trolling and Attention-Whoring

Soon afterwards the Antigones decided to pull the plug on the infiltration operation and started laying out in the open what they had learned during two months of FEMEN immersion. First thing that Iseul Turan said she noticed was that FEMEN operated much like an advertising agency whose only objective was to create a buzz and garner as much media attention as possible.

This validates what the manosphere has been saying about the fourth-wave feminism for quite some time now, that this new-age feminism is nothing more than trolling, attention-whoring and validation-seeking without any core objectives.

It is also worth noting that FEMEN, who has an anti-prostitution stance, were paying prostitutes to march topless in their demonstrations against the exploitation of women. Whether the irony of this hypocritical behavior was noticed by FEMEN is still a moot point.

Topless Jihad Is Also Fat Jihad

The FEMEN members were considered nothing more as cheap cannon fodder, recruited solely on the basis of their photogenic appearance and whether they were willing to demonstrate topless in public or not. My heart goes out for fat girls who got the short end of the stick even from their feminist friends. It looks like FEMEN needs to take a Fat-Acceptance™ course along with a corporate anger management training program.

Or perhaps the fatties need to learn that no amount of Fat-Acceptance™ would make them presentable to the camera or to the masses for that matter. “Curvy” ladies of the world take notice: neither the FEMEN nor the Antigones have presented one single overweight activisit to the camera.

Manospheric Leanings Of The Antigones

The Antigones have a very manospheric approach towards the female behavior and the female role in the society. It actually looks like they have been going through some of Roosh’s early work. While comparing themselves to FEMEN, they issued statements such as “We are daughters of our fathers, wives of our husbands, mothers of our sons, we don’t abandon the men”.

They also said that “You (FEMEN) assert that machismo dominates our society and that you fight men, our reply is that only with men would we be women in the complete sense of the word”. In fact Iseul used the word “feminine” so many times in her video interview that I thought that either Roosh or Krauser had worked as her copy-writer.

Iseul Turan: Spilling FEMEN’s beans in front of Notre Dame de Paris

The Antigones: Anti-Feminist and Anti-Miscegenation

In the name of objectivity though, some particularities about the Antigones must be outlined here. Most of the girls in the following YouTube video adhere to (or at least sympathize with) a fairly hardcore Catholic/Christian, racialist, return-to-the-European-roots ideology.

The white robes being a reference to the purity of the race as well as to the Spartan women of the antiquity who were considered as guardians of traditional family values and hence responsible for the stability of the society.

This also explains the absence of any women of color in the video or even in the group itself . Not all the members of the group are shown in the video, however the members not present in the video are also young white upper middle-class girls; studying in various French universities, Law schools and Business schools.

Bourgeois Eats Bourgeois

The upper-class roots of the Antigones shouldn’t however come as a surprise. Feminism itself is a very bourgeois concept and any ideology that attempts to counter feminism could only have come from a similar social background. The working classes have never had the intellectual capacity nor means to produce any ideology.

As far as their affiliation with racialist ideals is concerned, it could easily be explained by the absence of any other mainstream ideology (Right or Left, Socialist or Capitalist, Democratic or Republican) that opposes feminism.

It is perfectly logical that this movement be the consequence of a racial awakening or has gravitated towards a racial identity. Simply because anti-feminism in itself can never be a motivation or an ideology for women.

It has to be transcended by some enveloping theory which provides an intellectual basis and a rational explanation for opposing feminism. This transcendental ideology can only come from hardcore religious beliefs or racial identification because both these political theories are extraneous to the incumbent political orthodoxy which is staunchly pro-feminist.

Manoshpere, HBD and Anti-Feminism

Race trolls arriving on VK’s (now defunct) blog

This attachment to the racial identity as a political thought is not a trivial matter for the manosphere, which has a lot of non-whites in its ranks. For instance Roosh, the founder of RoK, is not white. Virgle Kent, a game/manosphere heavy weight who is black, has written some epic posts about the presence of HBD theory proponents on his blog.

You only have to take a look at the comments section of any random Roissy post where wave after wave of race trolls tries to prove that feminists are race traitors and are destroying the society by encouraging hypergamy and as a result of it, miscegenation.

And that any anti-feminist movement in the long run would have to clash with cultural Marxism, political correctness and eventually disproportionate minority power in the political realm.

One would not be very wrong in concluding that although the Antigones are anti-feminists, their opposition to feminism is only secondary and stems from the fact that feminism is destroying the Western society (notice the subtlety here: feminism is bad because it is destroying the Western society, it’s not bad because it’s intrinsically bad for women) and that women are willingly or unconsciously participating in it’s destruction.

Consider this as a caveat emptor before being seduced by their pro-manosphere message if you are not white (“of European heritage” in David Duke speak).

Final Message

The Antigones finish their message to FEMEN by saying: “Manipulation and exploitation of women for feminist causes will no longer be tolerated. We demand the return of Inna and Oksana back to Ukraine, and an end to all the direct and indirect subsidies to their movement. We also demand an end to the judicial immunity for FEMEN who proclaim themselves as terrorists but whom our justice system willfully chooses to ignore. FEMEN, Antigones are ready to fight.”

5 Things I Learned From Call of Duty

Western Cancer — Sat, 15 Jun 2013 15:00:52 +0000

I played a lot of video games growing up; not as much as those weird neck-bearded kids who play WoW, but enough to learn just how much time one can waste playing them. After I got home from school I’d grab a snack and sit my ass on the couch and start playing until dinner. I’d go to friends houses on weekends and play games and when a new game came out I’d play it tirelessly until I beat it. Fifteen hours a week isn’t all that much when you’re a teenager; school is easy and you have no reason to be doing anything else, but the older I get the more I realize how much of a time-sink it was. However, there are a few important lessons I learned from playing all those hours.

1. There are complainers…

Most guys who play CoD either talk shit about how they fucked your mother or they just keep silent. The rest are those who bitch and moan about every little detail. They’re the guys who complain you’re ‘hacking,’ playing unfairly, or using a loadout that gives you an advantage. They’re the sore losers and you encounter them in the real world all the time. In the real world those same guys whine about following the rules because they are scared of stepping out of line, they are the people who believe everyone needs to be brought to the same level lest one be left out. The best way I’ve found to deal with them is just ignore them. Ignore those who complain about perceived problems the same way you would ignore some 13 year old kid whining how using RPGs aren’t fair.

2. …and then there are those who find patterns.

On the more extreme end of things there are those who learn patterns and exploit them. They’re the guys who learn spawning patterns, optimized loadouts, good sniping positions and so on. They put in serious time to get good at the game, they also know they have to do more than learn the game to get good at the game. In the time it takes them to master the theoretical or detail oriented parts of the game their motor skills have increased as well. These guys are like us. We improve our social skills, appearance, and confidence as well as exploiting the current system in order to get better at the game of life.

3. The importance of competition

Competition is at the core of our masculinity, without it we are just participating in existence. Call of Duty is the most immediate form of competition I have come across and I never realized its importance until the first powerlifting meet I competed in. At the meet adrenaline coursed through my veins between attempts and although I cheered others on I felt a burning desire to lift as much as I damn could to prove myself better than the rest. While you may only be competing against half-literate, drugged out teenagers playing Call of Duty, you still get that same rush when trying to annihilate the other team. Even while relaxing with friends, having a few beers and playing CoD you want to beat their score. You want to be the best.

4. The average man sucks

The last CoD game I played regularly was the first Black Ops game. There was an option to look at another player’s scorecard. This scorecard showed their kill/death ratio, win/loss ratio, and every other imaginable metric of success. In this data was hours played. Between matches I’d always look at the opposition’s scorecard and 9 times out of 10 the dude had fucking terrible stats. I would regularly see players who played hundreds of hours yet still died more than they killed. Even though most guys play CoD to relax they’re still fucking terrible and aren’t any better than when they started. Same goes in the real world. Most men you meet will be extremely average, and as we all know average never got anyone anywhere. You reconnect with a friend 5 years down the line and his accomplishments include: having a mortgage, being in debt, becoming overweight, and maybe driving a new car.

5. People will do anything if given the right rewards

Video game developers are crafty sons of bitches, like social media mavens they sell instant gratification. When you think about it a game like Call of Duty is extremely boring and repetitive. Each game is 10-15 minutes long and you do the exact same thing each time, something has to keep you coming back. While much of the draw can be attributed to the thrill of competition and success there is another factor: the instant gratification of rewards. The first few hours you play Call of Duty you’re assaulted with various medals, ribbons, unlocks and upgrades. You get a medal for 5 kills, then 50, then 500. You get sucked in from the start and desire the hardest to get rewards. As in the real world people will perform the same mindless action day in, day out given enough monetary or emotional compensation.

I still play from time to time. Its nice to do nothing but move your thumbs for an hour, but no man should spend the majority of his precious free time doing something so unproductive as playing video games. One of my biggest regrets from being a teenager was spending much of my time alone playing games when I could have been out doing something interesting, or in the very least reading books. However I’m grateful for the lessons I’ve learned. I know now to ignore those who complain and instead of complaining myself I seek out ways to overcome obstacles and get better. I know now how easily average people can be manipulated into doing mindless things if they are sufficiently compensated. Most importantly I know the importance of competition in masculine development.

How To Shave Like A Barber

David — Fri, 14 Jun 2013 17:12:07 +0000

Monday, 7AM. Already late, I hop into the shower.

After quickly rinsing off, I pat myself dry and head to the sink.

I smear on some shaving cream and grab my razor. Stroke by stroke I remove the cream, and with it my facial hair.

Fuck. I have mauled my neck once again. Blood oozes out and travels downward towards my chest.

My Quest For The Perfect Shave

I need to shave. I was not blessed with facial hair that grows to form a sexy five o’clock shadow. Clean shaven, on the other hand, I am quite sexy. It’s my only option.

So after mauling my own neck more than a handful of times, I decided to find a fix.

My first stop was the electric razor. I scoured amazon until finding an option with solid reviews. It sucked. While it didn’t irritate my skin, I looked like a homeless crackhead with patches of unshaven hair scattered across my face and neck.

Then one day I was getting a haircut, and chatting with my barber. I decided to probe further into his area of expertise.

How To Shave Like A Barber

The following is what he told me. I use this method and consistently have incredible shaves that are quick, effective, and leave my skin intact and feeling refreshed.

1. Shower

Take a shower and head directly to the sink. The sooner, the better. A warm, steamy shower opens up your pores and softens your skin, so that the razor can smoothly glide across and do its thing.

2. Apply Noxzema

“This is my secret,” the barber told me.

Yes, women use it to remove makeup. And it has a crazy smell – that I like. Wet your face and neck with warm water and then apply a healthy amount of Noxzema.

It creates a smooth surface for your razor, cleans your skin, and leaves it feeling fresh and tingly.

3. Apply Shave Cream

If you do not have sensitive skin, skip this step. The Noxzema may be enough for you. In my case, I go ahead and apply a layer of cream on top.

4. Grab A Sharp Razor

This is where I used to make my biggest mistake. Yes, razor heads are expensive, but this is not something you want to skimp on. You should ideally change your razor every 2 weeks.

And don’t worry about how many blades you’re sporting. 3 million dull blades will fuck up your face just as badly as two or three – if not worse.

5. Shave (Across The Grain)

Long, gentle strokes are key.

Don’t shave with the grain – you won’t get close enough.

Don’t shave against the grain – you will remove skin.

Shave diagonally across it – this insures a close shave that is still gentle on your skin.

6. Rinse Off

Use cold water – it feels refreshing and closes your pores.

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What Does Your Price Imply About Your Value?

AlphaX — Fri, 14 Jun 2013 12:29:09 +0000

When I first started my engineering consulting business I was hard pressed to land any clients. I had wrongly assumed that price primarily drives the marketplace and that by offering a lower than industry price I was offering more value. In truth, price plus Perceived Value drives your Market Value.

Let me explain.

I was 23 years old with no debt, no house, and nothing to tie me down. I believed that starting a Engineering Consulting business focused on manufacturing and profitability would be a good fit for me since I already had several years of successful project engineering under my belt. I also believed that by lowering my price per hour I would entice more clients to retain me. With a lower overhead rate, I believed I could undercut my competition. What I hadn’t counted on was perceived market value.

I quoted and estimated a dozen projects. I was rejected every time. At one point, a brokerage company that was outsourcing a large project contacted me. I was told I had the qualifications that they wanted, but my price was way off. I expected him to tell me I was too high, and was shocked to learn that because of my low price they believed I didn’t fully understand the scope of the project or that I would not be able to complete the project by running out of funds.

I rapidly explained my logic on the price and the project manager understood what I was trying to do. He then doubled my price and resubmitted my quote.

I was hired.

The first phase of the position required six time-study engineers to track two manufacturing lines 24 hours a day. The project was on the Lincoln Continental and Ford Focus engine frames. The company that ultimately contracted me was unable to produce enough quality engine frames to meet Ford Q1 status and was at risk of paying for Ford downtime. For every hour the Ford plant we supplied was down it cost this company in the neighborhood of $1 million dollars. Needless to say there was a lot of stress and attention on this project.

After four weeks of long hours and a massive Pareto analysis, I submitted a plan to accelerate the production speeds of the line.

My contract was up, but now I had intimate knowledge of the line (my real and perceived value had increased) and they wanted me to implement my plan. So we renegotiated my contract for another two months and I doubled my hourly rate which increased my perceived marketplace value.

After two months, we had already increased the line speeds, minimized any risk of downtime to Ford and had a steady plan to put this product line into profitability. Because of this work, I had three other manufacturing clients that wanted my services. My current client didn’t want me to go just yet, so they offered to double my hourly rate, yet again, if I would stay another month. By this time I am making more money in a day than what I would have in a week under the original contract.

I had to call my potential new clients and let them know I wasn’t going to be able to start their projects untill after the projected that was just extended had ended. To which all my new clients offered to increase my rate of pay to compete with this new hourly rate.

I went from a new start-up consultant, hoping to make $60K a year (decent for 1993) to averaging over $200K a year. All because of perceived value. Since others were willing to pay the increased rate and I was willing to turn work down because I had higher offers, a bidding war occurred. I had my pick of projects, made more money than I ever had, and had more contracts than I could handle for years.

Was I actually more valuable? Maybe (with my increased knowledge), but what I really learned though is Perceived Value and Real Value are two very different things.

So what does this have to do with dating?

Quite a bit it seems!

What does the poor “nice” guy do when he first wants to date a girl (and yes this included me till my 30′s)? He figures he will be very sweet; complimenting her looks, offering to take her anywhere or buy her something. This is the guy that tries to help her solve any problem she has. He places her on a pedestal (but not high enough to see up her dress). And what does she do? She rejects him, either by telling him she just wants to be friends, or by ignoring and avoiding him.

The problem isn’t just one of being nice, or needy, or even confident enough. The issues is his perceived value compared to her perceived value. All women want to be with a man they perceive as having higher value than themselves. This is one reason the guy usually makes more than the girl he is with does. But the dynamic is not one of just money, but the overall package of perceived value.

Think about the interactions this girl has had with other men. If she is attractive, she has been complimented to death. Guys have gone way overboard immediately offering to buy her things, to take her out, hell, to even take her on an exotic vacation. Believe me, I know – I have done it.

And if you are offering something perceived as high value then you may get the date. When I was 27 and making great money, I was able to land a very hot “Miss Hawaiian Tropics” calendar girl. She was a waitress at a local BBQ shop, and I would go in to see her a couple of times a week. We flirted a little, and I offered to take her on a cruise. Yes, you read that right… I offered to take her on a cruise for a first date.

And guess what happened? We went on a cruise where we slept in the same room. No, we didn’t have sex. She wanted the experience of the cruise, and she enjoyed the good time I provided, but the way I had presented myself combined with my “nice” attitude lowered my perceived value. I was slated in the “friends” category.

After two months of going on dates with her, I finally had it. On Friday night she said she wanted to come over after she got off work. I canceled my plans with the guys to be with her. She arrived at my house, proceeded to give me a short peck on the cheek then took a shower. After the shower she puts on one sexy dress and started on her makeup. I asked her, “Are we were going somewhere?” She informed me she was going to go hang out with a “friend”.

This same girl had dated a guy that cheated on her, wasn’t available all that often to be with her, had kept her at a distance and basically made her believe that his relative value to hers was higher.

And what did she do? Drop everything if he called. Break dates with me or friends to be with him. Chase him and pine for him. And she would have sex with him whenever he wanted.

So I started really thinking about the dynamics and the social interaction between us. As I have understood more, I realize there are ways to demonstrate high value without having to brag, or tell stories of some exotic adventure you may or may not have been on.

We know that women in general are going to pick the man with the highest value. Not the highest real value, but the one that makes her feel he has the highest value relative to what she believes her value truly is, and that is his perceived value. If she thinks you have high value, you will be treated as such.

But this is where the fallacy lies. Remember the real life consulting example, when I charged too little per hour compared to other bidders versus when I charged five times more than that? My Real Value was pretty much the same at either price. I got the job done, and increased the company’s ROI. As I racked up my fees though, I was viewed as having a much higher Perceived Value. This is the value you are judged against in most social situations.

I knew I needed to raise my perceived value in dating as well, but anything I started to say or discuss sounded like bragging. After a lot of thought I realized when I didn’t like the girl that much, I was more demanding of her. I also complied less with her, and instead compelled her to comply with me. Said another way, an easy way to demonstrate high value and therefore increase you perceived value is to ask girls to do things for you.

It is always situational, but if I was out I would have the girl buy me a drink. Or hand me a beer. Save my seat. Hold my jacket. Just little task that had them complying with my wishes. As I got better, my request became more outlandish and more fun. I had girls refer to me as “Master” or “Sir”. This is always fun and good for some role playing.

And every single time I started an interaction with a girl and had her comply with my easy little task, she became more attracted to me. Even telling a waitress to comply with something she would do anyway works. And the better looking she is, the more this works.

You have to realize that most men do not do this. And only the guys that perceive their value as being higher than hers would even dare. You are leading her by giving her task, and she perceives you to be of higher value since she only complies with men she likes.

As time as gone on, I have told women to wash my bike, truck, or boat. I have had them do my laundry or cook me dinner. I have asked them to post pictures to a website, or search for some information I needed. I have had them stop for something to drink before they came over. Anything little I could think of that would allow them the opportunity to comply with my wishes.

And as they comply, this allows you to compliment them in a way that also demonstrates high value. Rather than saying “You are so beautiful”, which is the typical nice guy opener, you can say, “Hey, watch my seat…” Then when you return, “Thank you so much for guarding my seat. You must be really ferocious”, with a slight wink.

Sometimes, if she doesn’t move out of my chair fast enough I will follow with, “You can move now”, then reward her by spending a little time with her.

Most people want to feel they have earned your time. Girls especially want to feel they had to work to get you. Put a high price on yourself. As others start to comply and feel your perceived value, then sit back and enjoy the women try to prove their value to you.

You-Go-Girlism Is More Toxic Than Feminism

Tuthmosis — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 17:00:57 +0000

The contradictions and deleterious effects of feminism are well documented—not just in the manosphere but beyond. What the growing backlash against feminism fails to acknowledge are seemingly trivial and ancillary forces that do more damage than they let on.

The most powerful among those factors is you-go-girlism—the empowerment ethos that tells women, at every turn, that they can not only do anything a man can do, but also all of the things women used to do. Women and girls are the smarter, more capable, and generally “better” than men. Girls are encouraged to do things that are traditionally masculine—like manly professions and sports—and are given a pass on negative behaviors, from sexual promiscuity to weight gain to physically attacking men, all with the same trite cheer, “You go girl!”

For the undiscerning mind, there’s little risk in encouraging women to be all they can be. What harm could encouraging women and girls to do whatever they want and feel good about who they are bring? The far-reaching problems arise with the unintended consequences of telling an entire generation of women a series of pretty lies. Because it feels good, you think it’ll get you in her pants, or because wouldn’t-it-be-nice. Both men and women are complicitous in the out of control spiral of you-go-girlism that ends up being more harmful—by virtue of its ubiquity and insidiousness—than feminism.

A much bigger number of women (and frankly men), I’d venture to say, parrot you-go-girlism platitudes that outdo ideologically feminist talking points. They aren’t necessarily the same thing. You-go-girlism is rooted, at least in part, in the female impulse—probably genetically programmed—to test boundaries and check for male weakness. This instinct is considerably older than feminist doctrine. It’s safe to say that women have been testing the boundaries of the male domain since the dawn of time, and attempting to wrest authority from men they perceive as weak for equally as long.

At the same time, you didn’t hear the absurd anything-you-can-do-I-can-do-better claims, to the degree that we do today, until the advent of second-wave feminism. You-go-girlism, in other words, is in a chicken-and-egg relationship with feminism. It’s either one of its original cradles (and on-going critical nutrient) or, alternatively, plain-and-simple feminism masquerading as harmless “positivity.” In either case, you-go-girlism is a more palatable—but therefore more toxic—ideology.

You-go-girlism is ultimately grounded in a resolute, reactionary defiance to do anything women were prohibited from doing in the past—irrespective of why those prohibitions were in place, whether they were real or imagined, and with an irrational dismissal of the differences between the sexes. Women’s sexuality was once policed (and promiscuity shamed), therefore women should (and increasingly do) have no-consequences sex. The differences between male and female sexual imperatives, on the deep genetic level, are inconsequential. Women were once prohibited from playing male sports, therefore they should be permitted to do so. The differences between male and female physiques and abilities are “socially constructed.” A tiny minority of women is physically abused by men, therefore women should get off scot-free when they do “the same thing” to men. The fact that women, in fact, hit men more often (and can manipulate and abuse men in an array of non-violent ways) is irrelevant.

According to you-go-girlism, men and women aren’t just the same, women are—in fact—better if given the chance. You-go-girlism takes female moral superiority for granted: a woman’s actions are justified by the faulty premise that women aren’t ever violent, never lie, and generally mean no harm. “If women ruled the world,” the saying goes, “there would be no wars.”

It would be bad enough if things ended there, but they don’t. You-go-girlism also fuels a dangerous cycle of delusional over-confidence. Regrettably, it’s gotten to be that women (and brainwashed, effeminate men to an increasing degree) actually believe the constellation of ego-boosting lies a combination of marketers, bemused men, and deluded feminists have been feeding them for a generation. Movies and video games with “strong” female leads doing the impossible are legion, and may seem innocuous, but they feed a mythology that girls can fight, run, and intimidate like men. When the delusion (e.g., women allowed to serve in military combat) meets reality (e.g., actual combat), the whole illusion breaks down. When girls, to an increasing degree, feel “empowered” to go face-to-face with men in bars and clubs, you know that the delusion has had a real effect. (We all know, of course, that the implicit knowledge that a room full of bouncers and white-knights are ready to come to her defense is part of her intricate calculus.)

You-go-girlism also disincentivizes self-improvement. It may feel good to tell women that they’re all beautiful, no matter how they look—or how fat they are—but that’s simply not true, by any measure. Beauty, contrary to popular belief, is not in the eye of the beholder and, like anything thing else worthwhile, requires work. But, if you think you already “look good” 20 pounds overweight or in pajama pants, why make an effort?

The result: a generation of overconfident, loud, entitled fat girls with fattitude. Regrettably, women aren’t the only ones who have started to believe the myth. A generation of emasculated young men and boys—hypnotized by movies and video games depicting unrealistic portrayals of women—have come to believe the myth that women aren’t only their equals, but their superiors. Female superheroes and action stars may seem fun–or even plausible–but they feed an alternative reality infinitely more dangerous that the “sexualized” images of women that feminists would have you believe are harming the female psyche.

The manosphere spills a lot of ink over feminism, and rightfully so. But to forcefully and, more importantly, effectively reverse its damage, we have to push back against its coded manifestations. Your average girl on the street isn’t shouting about “rape culture,” but she is screaming “you go girl!” to her friends.

Read More: All Girls Are Spoiled Children

The 10 Slut Commandments

Christian McQueen — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 12:12:19 +0000

Sluts are everywhere. See that cute barista at Starbucks? She just blew her new FWB in the parking lot on her break. That hot blonde working at Nordstroms at the cologne counter? She’s wiping her mouth and chomping on Altoids because she just took a cum load in her mouth after getting it up her ass right before work. The sluts of America are alive and well and it’s pointless to fight it anymore. Indulge, exploit, turn out and next them.

Now before you lurking White Knighters start swearing at your computer screens, as though I can hear you, hear me out.

I didn’t create sluts and I would prefer that girls not spread their legs so easily, but guess what? Sluts are here to stay and they’re only going to get sluttier, so sit back, relax and let em ride your cock.

Here’s The 10 Slut Commandments. These are time-tested and designed to protect you, get you tons of ass and keep you from falling for a slut. True to form, I’ve included lots of slut pics as well. Enjoy.

1. Never Fall In Love With A Slut

Obvious as this may seem, any girl that is an expert at draining your balls with a sweet smile on her face, can suck you in emotionally too, and the resulting fireball of living hell you’ll unleash on your life will not be pretty like her sweet bubble butt. This is the time for you to put away childish behavior like believing in ‘the one’, and getting a cure for your oneitis. The cure is simple: more sluts. Once you’ve had multiple girls all throwing the same script at you with the same responses to your jokes/lines etc, you’ll quickly see that 99.9% of sluts are the same. Rinse, repeat.

2. Never Invest Valuable Time Into A Slut

Sluts are not worthy of too much of your time. Your time is valuable. Schedule sluts when it’s convenient for you. Let’s say you meet a sexy slut at a club one night and bring her home and bang her silly. Let’s say the sex was damn good. Let’s say she didn’t annoy the living hell out of you and you wouldn’t mind adding her to your harem. The incorrect way to play this would be to schedule a date with her. You wouldn’t believe how many guys will start spending money on a slut AFTER they’ve f*cked her. Are you serious?? She’s already given you access for free, so now you hold the power. Invite her over to f*ck you, have her meet up with you at a house party, or tell her to make you dinner on Thursday at 8pm.

You live your life and if she fits into your schedule of activities then so be it. If not, next her. Plenty of sluts around to replace her.

3. Turn A Slut Out

A slut is a slut because she has low self-esteem generally and gets satisfaction from sharing her body with men. Maybe she has daddy issues, maybe she’s a hardcore feminist who believes it empowers her to blow the Baltimore Ravens, maybe she’s just naturally a nasty freak who loves sex with multiple guys. Point is, it doesn’t matter. Any girl that is slutty right off the bat has given you the green light to Turn Her Out. Here’s some ways you can turn out a slut even more.

-Tell her, especially if she falls for you, she has 2 choices: She can have a threesome with you, or delete your number. The Law Of Abundance when properly understood paves the way for this powerful move.

-Anal, of course. It’s a power move that not only dominates her body, but her MIND, which is the key of Total Immersion. (Will cover that in a future article)

-Got a buddy you owe a favor to? Tell her to fuck him. (From personal experience I have done this and you’d be surprised how many sluts will do it at your request)

-Any sexual fetish you have, tell her you want to do it and see how far she will go.

-Sex tape. Girls are such attention whores now and the ‘success’ of Kim Kardashian’s slutty ways, only ensure most sluts are down to make a porno with you.

There are multiple ways to Turn A Slut Out, but the aforementioned are some of the main ones. Feel free to add your own personal favorites in the comments section.

4. Never Get A Slut Pregnant

In a perfect world this would be easy to adhere to, but clearly there will be instances where sluts get pregnant and she insists on keeping the child. My point is, IF you get a slut pregnant, convince her to have an abortion or worst case scenario give it up for adoption. Unless, you’re dying to have a child and have the financial means to support a child and her slutty mother, then I highly suggest convincing her to not have it. Use bribery if necessary, offer to pay for the abortion, buy her a new purse (most sluts would love a new Prada purse), whatever you can say to convince her that it’s not a good idea.

Am I against kids? Of course not. What I am against is a man accidently getting a slut pregnant, having his child delivered out of a polluted womb and then watching her mother slut it up while the child sits by and suffers the neglect that most sluts will deliver. F*ck that. When you’re ready to have a child, find a woman that respects her body enough that she will also respect that which she delivers with her body: her children.

5. Never Make A Slut Your Girlfriend

I’ve been guilty of this and I’m sure many of you readers have as well. We know she’s a slut. We can see it in her eyes as she greedily chokes on our cock, but somehow she weasels her way into our sub-conscious as a girl of high value that we can change. Let me pause for a second to laugh out loud…

Ok, I’m back. Let me tell you something and hear this wisdom: Believe a slut the first time she tells you who she is.

Here’s some tell-tale signs where she will ‘say’, whether verbally or through her actions that she is NOT worthy of girlfriend status.

Actions:

-She LOVES to go to Vegas and frequents Sin City often.

-Slutty photos on her social media.

-Multiple guys hitting her up constantly on her smart phone.

-Tattoos

-Smokes cigs

-Drinks heavily

-Does drugs

-Go’s out more than twice a week clubbing/partying

Verbal:

-”I love to get crazy! This one time in Cancun…”

-”I’ve only been with 17 guys and I just turned 19 years old”

-”I’ve had bigger cocks”

-”Let’s watch porn together”

Shall I go on?

6. Use Sluts For Personal Gain

Are you f*cking a slut and you’re tight on your rent this month? Tell one of your sluts to give you the difference or she can take a hike.

Are you an aspiring actor and a slut you know has a brother who’s a powerful agent? Have her introduce you to him and make moves son.

Are you on the bus and a slut you just met has a trust fund and two cars? Tell her you’re borrowing a car until you have the money saved to get your own.

Sluts enjoy being used, that’s why they are sluts. The biggest mistake you can make when dealing with sluts is to treat them right. They do not know how to react because their self-worth is very low. Trust me on this, start treating a slut like she’s a high value girl and watch how quick her vagina dries up and she doesn’t respond to your texts.

Life is like chess. Sluts are there for a man’s enjoyment and betterment. If she adds value to your life outside of draining your balls, then exploit it. Rinse and repeat.

7. Always Get The ‘Morning After Happy Text’ From A Slut

Less you get slapped with a false rape charge, protect yourself with this text. Before you say it’s Beta, think about spending time in prison with a dude’s cock up your ass while you stare through prison bars for a crime you didn’t commit and then say “Is This Beta?” That’s what I thought.

Sluts can be crazy and sometimes with their craziness in bed, which is thoroughly enjoyed, comes the flip-side, the psycho, falsely-accusing bitch with buyers remorse. The morning AFTER you bang her send her this EXACT text:

You: Last night was fun. Did you have fun sexy?

Her: I did!! : ) My pussy still hurts. I had to put an ice pack on it lmao!!

You: Good girl

(This is an exact text exchange I’ve had)

Now do the following: Go in and DELETE her number so that it shows her phone number when you pull up the text. Now SCREENSHOT that. Then email the screenshot to yourself. Then enter her name in again under her number. The point is that it shows HER number as having sent the text saying she had a good time.

If she decides to cry ‘rape’ and you show this to law enforcement it will save you a lot of grief.

8. Have Zero Expectations of Sluts

You cats could save yourself a lot of grief if you threw away any expectations you have of sluts. Take them off the damn pedestal you’ve put them on. Sluts will be sluts will be sluts. If it looks like a skunk and acts like a skunk, then dammit it’s probably a skunk. Expect nothing of them, except that they will f*uck you silly. Enjoy it and turn your emotions OFF when dealing with them.

9. Tell Her She’s YOUR Slut

This is part of the Total Conversion process and it works well. F*ck her well and talk dirty to her. While she’s on her knees gagging on your cock, grab her by the throat and say:

You: “Your my dirty slut. What are you?”

Slut: (Mascara running down her face) “I’m your slut Christian”

You: “I can’t hear you”

Slut: “I’m your slut, I’m your filthy whore!”

You: “Damn right you are. Choke on my cock slut”

Key here is not to tell her she’s just a slut, but YOUR slut. This eventually becomes ingrained in their mind that they are to please you only. This won’t keep them from slutting it up with other guys per se, but it’s a powerful brainwashing tool that works wonders. Good times.

10. Don’t Be Cynical About Sluts

It’s easy to get cynical about sluts, but let me tell you something. Man the f*ck up. Sluts are a part of life. Swallow the Red-Pill. If you follow these commandments you’ll have fun with them, but not experience the hell they can unleash on your life when you put them in a position to f*ck with you, i.e. girlfriend/wife status. Treat them as grown-up children and have fun. There’s no need to get bent out of shape because you found out your little ‘special’ snowflake is also slutting it up with other guys. That’s what she does, nothing more and nothing less.

Don’t get cynical, get poosy, make money and set your life up so down the road if you so choose to, you’ll be in a great position to have a relationship with a woman of quality. There are a lot of sluts, but there is a small percentage of women worth investing more time and effort into, you just have to find them. You have to dig through a lot of rocks to find a diamond.

Study these 10 Slut Commandments, memorize them and use them. Sluts are fun when handled properly. Now go and find some sluts.

The American Military & Men Do Not Mix

Edmund Dantes — Wed, 12 Jun 2013 17:00:17 +0000

Shooting guns, blowing shit up, and working out. Shouldn’t that best way to express masculinity? It’s not, especially since feminism has taken over the military. This is not the military of WWII. Welcome to the feminazi military.

Just a Number

Being masculine has a lot to do with being in control of your life. You make decisions about what you eat, when to sleep, how you make your money, where you go and much more. You have the final say and thus determine where you go in life. The military is not like that at all. A soldier has replaced his parents with the government. Your life is in the hands of incompetent officers, most fresh out of college. They determine your life. They decide whether you party in Japan or spread “freedom” in the Middle East.

The sad truth is: a soldier is a slave. He sold his soul under the illusion of doing something noble and most importantly, for the few thousand dollars in his sign-up bonus. The monetary benefit has since been reduced by Obama through cuts in tuition assistance and a soldier is not even allowed to speak his mind because Article 15 allows punishment by court-martial if he says the wrong thing. He is only allowed to follow orders like the good little dog he was conditioned to be.

You can be the general of the entire Army but you are still the commander-in-chief’s bitch. Hell, you could be the president but you would still be the bottom bitch for those who got you there. No matter what rank you are, you are just a tool. Easily replaced by the next poor minority from the slums.

Inequality

Statistics more skewed than a feminist’s point of view.

Calling a female a “bitch” is grounds for sexual harassment. I shit you not. Feminism has spread and corrupted everything that was once masculine. Virtually everything is made to accommodate women. As a result of this feminist infection, false rape reports are now increasing in the military.

“From 2009 to 2012, the number of sexual abuse reports rose from 3,244 to 3,374 — a 4 percent increase. During the same period, the number of what the Pentagon calls ‘unfounded allegations’ based on completed investigations of those reports rose from 331 to 444 — a 35 percent increase.”

Thirty-five percent! More and more men’s lives are being destroyed by liars! And for what? Removing the opposition for promotion? Attention? Fun?

“Elaine Donnelly, who runs the Center for Military Readiness, said the Pentagon’s Sexual Assault Response and Prevention Office (SAPRO) is ignoring the problem of false reports... ‘Something should be done to reduce the numbers of false accusations, the first step being an admission that the problem exists.’”

Even a female agrees that something is wrong. God forbid a male says it! Regardless which gender points out the obvious injustice, the military is not doing anything to combat false rape reports. Why? Because false rape does not exist according to feminist dogma. At the very most, two percent of claims are false. By hamster logic, the rest of these “victims” and “heroes” for speaking out and the “criminals” should be executed. Inequality? Hell yes! Especially since the military fails to mention anything about women sexual assaulting men (but does include man-on-man).

How are these snakes able to get to these positions to ruin lives? Simple, the military lowers the physical standards for them. The minimum amount of push-ups for males is 35 while females have 13.

They can barely move their own body weight and the military is deciding whether they should be on the front lines with men. Imagine a female, barely weighing a buck ten, trying to carry a wounded man, twice her size, to safety. Not going to happen, feminists.

As you can see, the military today is nothing like the military of our grandfathers. I could go on about how promotions are based on race and gender rather than merit, how the military will squeeze every single last drop of whatever they want from you until you are useless to them, and so on, but the main point is that the American military and men do not mix. If you enjoy being a man, stay as far away from it as you can.

The Effect Of Americanization On A Hungarian Girl

Law Dogger — Wed, 12 Jun 2013 12:30:26 +0000

This past weekend in Budapest I was given a clear look at how Western influence can ruin a society. These two dates took place on consecutive nights, allowing me to see how much of an effect the westernization virus can have on a society.

The Meet (Sabrina)

Wednesday night I go out in Budapest and it’s a horrible cockfest—70% guys and girls are unattractive and bitchy. Went to numerous venues and the same everywhere. I break out my jump to conclusions mat, think Budapest is horrible (note: it is not — I was dead wrong) and the next morning go to my default back up plan of trying to set something up from the country’s online women. They have OKCupid in Budapest? Ok odd but why not. Message a few girls, get one bite and we agree to meet on Friday night for a drink. She has the standard annoying profile I’ve come accustomed to in America. When I confirm the plans, she texts back “no need to repeat yourself.” So much for being nice and making sure the language barrier does not cause confusion.

She is late for drinks and texts me “Don’t give up!” I tell her what I’m wearing and that I’m outside, she texts back what she’s wearing and she’s inside. I go in, she’s cute but in a loose blouse, jeans and flats. She’s got just a tad of softness to her body, a dangerous sign of impending fatness. She works in project management. She is full of sarcasm and quick retorts. She is fully Americanized.

The Meet (Petra)

I realize quickly that I was wrong about Budapest. There are very hot girls around, and some sweet ones too. It was Friday night and I was at the apparent top club in Budapest, notice a tall slender blonde standing by herself. She is tall, long hair, very thin and wearing heels and a black dress. Go up to her and tell her she looks bored and should join me for a drink. She agrees but apologizes because her English is not too good. I tell her it’s ok and pour her a glass of champagne from the bottle that cost me as much as a single drink would cost me in LA. She smiles at me and has to resort to her phone to use google translate. We chat a bit and then she has to go because her ride is leaving.

We set up plans to get drinks for the next night. She is also late, but texts me saying she is sorry because the trams were delayed. When she arrives, she apologizes about seven times for being 15 minutes late. She is a bartender.

The Date (Sabrina)

I ask her what she’s drinking and she says beer. She grabs that 0.5L beer and has no problems drinking it like a German beer enthusiast. We grab a seat outside, and when the waiter comes to tell her it’s closed down she tries to convince him to let us stay by flirting. Didn’t work. We change venues and she goes to the bathroom and makes sure to take her phone with her. When I go to the bathroom and come back, she is on facebook and texting people.

We are standing at the bar and a girl asks if she can move over a bit so she can place a drink order, and Sabrina retorts that she’s not moving and there is space on the other end of the bar. When I can’t understand something she said because of her accent, she inquires if I have water in my ear.

The Date (Petra)

I ask her what she’s drinking and she says champagne. We get a bottle of champagne and sit outside in the same bar area. Her phone is out for google translate for the entire date, and not a single text or facebook check was made. She asks me if it’s okay that she doesn’t speak English so well — I tell her that’s perfectly fine. She tells me about her family, how she likes to cook and so on. When Petra goes to the bathroom, she leaves her phone on the table.

It comes to pay the bill and the waiter is nowhere to be found. She goes around the restaurant looking for him and when we finally pay, she makes sure he gives me the right change back and not try to take advantage of the tourist.

My Place (Sabrina)

I invite Sabrina up for a drink and she agrees. After listening to her gab for 2o minutes, make out with her and try to escalate. She stops me and says “just so you know, we are not having sex tonight.” What? How does she know the typical American girl I’m-going-to say-this-so-I’m-a-not-a-slut line? Nonetheless she told me about a million times how she was to wake up early the next morning for work, so the night had to end. Since I wasn’t that into her and had friends at the night club already out, I didn’t push it.

She agrees to walk me to the club. On the way there, she runs into her ex-boyfriend. She just completely ignores me and after a few minutes, I tell her I’ll find the club myself. She goes okay and continues talking to him like my hands weren’t fondling her breasts 20 minutes ago. The next day she texts me that she couldn’t make our previously agreed plans of hanging out again because she ~~ended up fucking her ex~~ only got 2.5 hours of sleep last night.

My Place (Petra)

I invite Petra up for a drink and she agrees. We kiss rather soon, but she will not let me go any further. She tells me in broken English that this is our first date and this is not appropriate. Eventually I tell her that if she wants to sleep over she can, and no sex. She goes okay and changes into my shorts and a tshirt. Sex followed soon after. She gave no porn star demands that I’ve become accustomed to with American girls, just smooth nice sex. Afterwards she curls up on me and falls asleep, waking occasionally to give me a light peck. In the morning she types on the translator that she will go home now because she doesn’t want to inconvenience me.

And people wonder why some men go to Europe and never come back.

How To Cook Four Delicious Entrées

Black Knight — Tue, 11 Jun 2013 19:30:00 +0000

Three years ago I could barely microwave a burrito, but today I routinely cook full meals with tasty meat-based entrées. Assuming you have some basic kitchen essentials, these four meals will minimize labor and expense while maximizing taste and healthfulness:

1. Roasted Chicken Thighs

Ingredients: Two packages of chicken thighs, butter, salt

Equipment: Oven pan

This is a delicious and simple meal. Use your microwave to soften up some butter in a bowl and mix in salt and whatever other spices you like. Put the thighs in the pan, dry them off, and then coat them with the butter rub. Put them in the oven at 350 degrees for at least 1 hour, cranking up the heat to 450 for the last 5 minutes if you desire especially crispy skin. Take out and serve. Chicken thighs have a lot of dark meat, and are thus more forgiving to overcooking. These are also easy to store in aluminum foil and apportion if you wish to cook lunches for the entire week. Total labor — 10 minutes.

2. Grilled steak

Ingredients: Steak, coconut oil and/or butter, salt, pepper

Equipment: Cast iron pan

Coat your cast iron pan with a bit of coconut oil, or a combination of coconut oil and butter. Turn the heat on your burner to about 3/4 of capacity. While the pan is heating up for 5 minutes, dry off your steak and generously sprinkle salt and pepper on one side. Just when the pan starts to smoke, put the steak in the pan, seasoned side down. Cook to meat preference (mine is rare), making sure to salt and pepper the unseasoned side of the steak before flipping it. Serve by itself, or with a bit of butter on top. Note that cooking time and amount of seasoning will vary with the cut of meat. My favorite cuts are Porterhouse, N.Y. Strip, and skirt. Some people use olive oil, but I find that it smokes too much. Total labor — 10 minutes.

3. Full Roast Chicken

Ingredients: One full chicken, butter, garlic salt, salt, pepper

Equipment: cooking pan

This is a perfect date meal, since the finished bird looks impressive and tastes great. Take the chicken out of the package, wash it off in the sink, and dry it with a paper towel. Put it on the pan, breast side up. Soften up some butter in the microwave and mix into it salt, pepper, garlic salt, and whatever other spices you have on hand. Take a spoon and separate the skin at the top of the breast bone. Scoop butter onto the spoon and then slide spoonfuls of the butter rub under the skin flap, spreading it out to season the breast meat. Rub the rest of the butter on the skin and add salt/pepper if you wish. Put the chicken in the oven at 400 degrees for 10-15 minutes per pound. Take out, let cool for 5 minutes, and serve. Total labor — 15 minutes

4. Pulled pork

Ingredients: Pork shoulder (“butt”), salt, pepper, spices as needed, bacon (optional), peppers (optional)

Equipment: Slow cooker

Purchase a large hunk of pork shoulder, which can be bought cheaply at Costco. Cut off the largest slab that will fit in your slow cooker, and freeze the rest in plastic bags. Put the pork in the slow cooker, along with a couple strips of bacon or sliced peppers/onions. Add some salt and pepper and other spices, turn your cooker on “low” and let sit for 8 hours without removing the lid. Take the cooked pork out and shred it with two forks. Add additional seasoning to taste, and serve. Optional: add store-bought or homemade barbecue sauce. Total labor — 10 minutes.

With the frightfully low level of cooking knowledge out there, being able to make just these four dishes will put you ahead of the average man, and will pay dividends both for your health and your wallet.

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The Easiest Way To Overcome A Depression

Samseau — Tue, 11 Jun 2013 12:30:46 +0000

One of the more common stereotypes of the manosphere is that it is full of angry, depressed men. Like most stereotypes, I believe this is true. However, I do not think it is our message which makes men depressed, but rather, men who are already bitter at the world tend to find the manosphere while searching for answers to their own miseries of life. There are mainly three types of manosphere readers:

1. Men who had shitty childhoods, and often grew up without any male role models.

2. Men who got screwed over, in way one or another, by a woman, and want to improve their love life.

3. Men who are already successful, but are looking for yet more ways to leverage their success.

This post is dedicated to the men in the first two groups. Invariably, men who are plagued with troubles go searching the internet for answers, since it is anonymous and avoids being shamed by others, and they stumble across one of the bigger manosphere websites while looking for answers. Then, once they find out that most of everything they’ve been told is a huge lie, it makes them angry and depressed. They hate the fact that a woman’s love is conditional. They hate the fact that America is a feminist state which actively destroys fatherhood. They hate the fact that our education system is nothing more than a glorified indoctrination system that teaches almost nothing of real world value while emasculating men.

I suppose that learning these harsh truths is not going to help a man who’s already on the brink of his emotional health. But, what is important to realize is that being depressed isn’t itself important. What is truly important is to understand your own emotional self, and to try and understand what it is that makes you depressed so you can avoid it.

Let me elaborate.

I do not think humans have much, if any, free will. You do not control how you feel, you do not control how you are raised, what you learn, your culture, your physical health, etc. Thus it also seems plainly obvious to me that a man’s emotions are controlled by external stimuli. So while you cannot choose how you feel in reaction to certain stimulus, you can, at the very least, attempt to control what stimulus comes your way.

So the easiest way to alter your surroundings is to travel. And indeed, travel is the only cure that I have found to depressions throughout my life.

I have suffered from numerous depressions since I turned 16. At least ten different depressions, two of which lasted over a year. Daily thoughts of suicide and all that. But I pressed on. I did not want medication because my rational mind understood that being dependent on drugs for my happiness was not a long term solution. For most of my depressions, I just waited it out. And slowly they went away. But the time lost during depressions was unacceptable.

When a man is depressed, he lets everything go to waste: his body, his mind, his money, his relationships, and his professional life. It is as bad as being struck with a debilitating illness such as cancer. The worst part? There’s technically nothing wrong with you – it is only emotional in nature. And this realization only feeds into your depression even more, because you convince yourself that you’re just a fuck-up who can’t do anything right even though you’ve got every reason to succeed.

That’s why finding a cure to depression is extremely important – your time is precious. And the only times I can remember when I overcame my depressions quickly occurred at two points in my life:

1. When I went to college.

2. When I visited an old friend in Atlanta.

Both times I had been depressed beforehand, and both times when I changed my environment my depression went away. For college, it was because I finally got the hell out of my overbearing parents house and no longer had to attend my shit high school, while with Atlanta, it was because it gave me a fresh perspective on American culture that had been sorely lacking from my New England existence.

That is the most mysterious part – other than changing my environment, I cannot put my finger on exactly what happened to improve my mood. For college I totally uprooted myself and changed locations, while for Atlanta I only went for a week to hang out with a good friend I hadn’t seen in years. But by simply removing myself from my old toxic environment I had stopped the pollution from entering my emotional mind, which was all it took to bring about a clean slate. And although coming back from Atlanta I re-entered the shitty culture of the North East once again, at least I knew for a certainty that it was not the norm, that there exists a part of the USA where people casually say “Hello!” to one another, where people still live in segregated communities yet aren’t afraid to acknowledge or talk to someone who isn’t of their own kind.

Even with temporary travel a man gains perspective, which is often enough for him to set goals on what to do next with his life. And with a permanent relocation, you can completely remove yourself from the old environment that was causing you to feel like trash all the time.

So if you feel sad, angry, or just plain unsatisfied with life – remember, it is your emotional mind telling you something. Your emotional mind does not like whatever circumstances you are in, and by making you feel like shit all the time, your emotional mind is hoping you’ll change locations so that your emotional mind no longer has to deal with whatever poison it is currently saturated with.

And do not travel with the mere intent of getting fucked up and banging sluts. Instead, go somewhere for at least a week or more, and spend it totally sober, preferably with a good friend of yours, simply giving yourself as much time as you need to recover. Few things are more important than your health, and your emotional health is a necessary component of that.

The Myth of Date Rape Drink Spiking

Matt Forney — Tue, 11 Jun 2013 05:00:00 +0000

I remember the first—and last—time someone tried to roofie a girl I knew. It was years ago in college. I was at a house party with some friends when we noticed that “Samantha,” one of the girls with us, had suddenly gone catatonic and glassy-eyed, only an hour into the party. We tried to snap her out of it—shaking her, waving our hands in front of her face, shouting “Earth to Sam!”—but she just stared at us. We figured that some creep had slipped her a mickey while her back was turned, so a couple of her girlfriends walked her home.

Paradoxically, that incident made me realize that date rape drink spiking is a myth.

Oh sure, Sam had been roofied, that much was obvious. But the idea that there are hordes of women having their drinks spiked so strange men can drag them into dark alleyways to violate them is a complete lie. Here are three reasons why…

1. Most women who go out drinking aren’t alone.

Every single girl I’ve ever known who goes out to bars and parties does so with her friends. If she gets roofied, they’re going to notice her acting strangely, like we did with Sam. How exactly is a potential rapist supposed to peel away an obviously drugged woman away from her friends?

2. Assuming the girl is alone, you still have to isolate her somehow.

Every date rape drug that is potent enough to make a woman incapable of defending herself from a rapist also incapacitates her to the point where onlookers can visibly see that something is wrong with her. In order to forcibly penetrate her vagina, our rapist has to drag an unconscious or barely conscious girl past throngs of club/bar patrons or partygoers, bouncers, security cameras and any number of people who can notice what he’s doing and stop him. What’s the likelihood of anyone getting away with that?

3. Who gets off on having sex with an inert object?

Women honestly believe that men are such horny pigs that they’ll fuck anything, even a woman who is completely unresponsive and uninterested. It’s not true. As Jim Goad put it (NSFW), most men are turned off by a lack of consent. Every guy has a horror story about a girl who was a dead fish in bed, refusing to react to anything he did to her. The reason why Fleshlights, blow-up dolls and other male sex toys will never be as popular as vibrators is because most guys find the idea of banging an inanimate object to be repulsive.

So, let’s recap: a man who wants to date rape a girl has to not only drug her, but somehow get her to a secluded spot where he can get his rape on without getting caught by her friends or the multitudes of human beings around him. If even the slightest thing goes wrong, he’s looking at jail time and worse. And even if he succeeds, all he has to look forward to is a few minutes of sex with what’s basically a living corpse.

If you’re going to go to all that effort to drug and rape a girl without getting caught, why not just ask her out? You’ll have the same chance of success, you’ll actually end up enjoying banging her if you do take her home, and most importantly, you’re not breaking the law.

The only conclusion is that most of the girls who claim to have been roofied are lying. They’re using it as an excuse to binge drink and act out without having to own up to the consequences: “It wasn’t my fault I blacked out and threw up all over myself! I was drugged!” Additionally, ugly and fat girls are probably claiming to be roofied as a way of deluding themselves into thinking they’re attractive: “I’m so hot that men are drugging me just to have a shot at me!” Every major study on the subject has proven that date rape drink spiking is rare at best:

Nick Ross, chair of the Jill Dando Institute of Crime Science, commented: “There is no evidence of widespread use of hypnotics in sexual assault, let alone Rohypnol, despite many attempts to prove the contrary.

“During thousands of blood and alcohol tests lots of judgement-impairing compounds were discovered, but they were mostly street drugs or prescription pharmaceuticals taken by the victims themselves, and above all alcohol was the common theme.

The myth of date rape drink spiking persists because it lets women blame their problems on men and avoid taking responsibility for their actions. So the next time a girl tells you she was drugged, demand evidence. If she can’t provide it, call her out for being a liar. Small steps towards a better world.

The 9 Stages Of Working Out

Mikael — Mon, 10 Jun 2013 17:00:18 +0000

Any experienced body builder will tell you that their trip to being huge was a giant metamorphosis (or meatamorphosis as I like to call it). I can’t directly give you insight as to the end stages and how different men have truly viewed them as I’m only halfway through my journey. But being halfway there, I am starting to understand what people like Arnold Schwarzenegger have said in the past about what body building is and how it works and how there are different stages. And really, the path of working out is one that can be explained as a metamorphosis.

Stage 1: The Couch Dreamer

Stage 1 is usually the guy laying on his couch. He’s watched his ex girlfriends drool over Ryan Gosling shirtless and likely blew off the queue until he found himself shirtless and alone after a breakup. This stage usually involves watching infomercials about working out while eating potato chips and complaining about your life. A bro has not yet found this poor soul and so he sits in a realm of Purgatory. Not directly making himself too much worse but not fixing himself either. Just pondering the pros and cons to doing nothing versus doing something.

Stage 2: The Beginning

It is at this stage that our assailant has finally begun his journey. This was likely due to a bro-tervention with a friend telling him that he’s being a sappy sad piece of crap and that if he wants to go balls deep anytime soon he better get rid of the tits he’s carrying around and turn it into muscle. This is the first significant transformation for men who start working out because it’s the first time they’re really working out. It’s also virgin gains territory where curling a 15lb dumbbell can actually give you gains. It’s also likely the first time men will see positive affects from their initial workouts.

Stage 3: Quitting Versus Continuing

This stage is quick and simple and follows almost immediately after the beginning. Either the man will find enough success and reasoning to continue turning himself into a man beast, or his mother will tell him to clean his room and he’ll quit. The more encouragement from friends will work wonders, but unrealistic expectations will shatter dreams. Many men quit here, but the best continue pushing onward.

Stage 4: Building Size

Stage 4 is around the time that men usually start seeing some sizable gains. The transition from toning based exercises to things that will actually start bulking up takes affect. Men at this level realize the idea of just getting really toned is an impossibility and will have you looking like a cross country queen. Men want pecks, biceps, quads, and abs, and they intend to make them large enough to see across the street. This is weight lifting level up number one of the final few stages. Good changes are happening and success is imminent.

Stage 5: Loving Yourself

Working out initially begins as a way to get women. Most men who get really into working out had some strikeouts with women at some point. With the strikeouts and a push from a fellow bro the idea to get muscles to get women comes about. By stage 5 men stop caring what women think. it is at this stage that men begin to fall in love with the way they look in a mirror. The downside to this stage is there is often more flexing in a mirror while working out than truly necessary. The upside is men at this stage have a very high confidence level knowing that they look good. The only thing humbling people at this level comes when someone more jacked walks next to them.

Stage 6: Gym Alpha

This is the elite level of your local gym. You’ve lifted long enough to get good gains and garner the attention of women and newbies to the gym. You’re buff and you know it but you’re also in limbo. It’s at this level that you can either choose to step it up a notch to go for Zyzz level. Of you can continue just being that buff guy at the gym who looks great at the beach. Staying on this level is acceptable, it’s similar to being a really good athlete in high school. You did your part, people will remember you, but your journey just might not excel past this.

Stage 7: Going Pro

For the really hardcore gym alphas, this is when they decide they want to make a living lifting. Whether its as a fitness model, through strongmen, or through bodybuilding this is when shit gets serious. These men are beyond being in love with themselves. They want statues built of their physiques for space aliens to admire. They’re making money off their body quicker than Puerto Rican hookers at Miami beach and love every second of it. They wake-up, lift, eat, nap, lift, and then don’t party, because they take their shit seriously. If its not a female fitness model whose too busy to go out they’re not banging her. But they can truthfully say they’re going for quality (because quantity would ruin their diet).

Stage 8: Legend Status

This level is for the most elite men. This is retained for legendary trainers and beastly bodybuilders like Ronnie Coleman and Arnold Schwarzenegger. These men have turned from being bodybuilders to being professional icons. Statues truly will be built of these men as they enjoy their brief stints atop Mt. Olympus to reflect back on the journey of weight lifting and how it’s been great to them in life. They know the time is short, and so it’s lived fast and intense, usually capping a lifetimes worth of events in as few as couple months.

Stage 9: Giving Back

This level can be attained with skipping levels 7 and 8, however the best men for this level have been through those stages. This is the stage where men have gone beyond their peak and are in their wisdom days. The muscle gains are starting to slip (or they just don’t feel like putting in as much effort anymore). The best part is these are the men who train the next generation. They’ve garnered past secrets to help get gains in non-traditional ways which fuel the next generation of men who will undoubtedly go on a journey to get fucking huge.