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June 24, 2013

now and again, in the city of tiny lights

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , — wimminz @ 10:06 am

You can run into a wimminz who is not *quite* as outlandish as most, with whom you can have some semblance of a normal conversation for a few hours.

And it can be interesting, when you start to compares notes, such as recent things I have written about re the changes in PoF / swingers sites / the dating scene in general, because they see much of the same thing.

What is interesting in a way is that you get into a philosophical chicken and egg thing about how people actually live vs the way they think… so this chick, like me;

  • chooses to rent and not buy, cos you can move quick and won’t be trapped in negative equity when the housing bubble pops
  • lives alone, no kids and shit to support
  • doesn’t have a bathroom and bedroom littered with beauty and make up products and potions and lotions
  • works a Monday to Friday 9 to 5 job and pays her own rent / fuel / vehicle / etc bills

as opposed to most wimminz, who;

  • live in a house with a mortgage that they kept after splitting with the ex, or live in a rent subsidised state owned council house.
  • have kids at home
  • have bedrooms and bathrooms that contain 30% of the entire product range hair/beauty products
  • if they work at all it will be less than 16 hours a week to quality for working tax credits, or they have a mcjob feminist job somewhere rather than a private employer.

The top group is far far far rarer, but far closer to the reality of life as lived by most men, and as a result, has attitudes that are far closer to those held by most men, which is interesting because it just goes to show how much creating entitled pwincesses encourages entitlement pwincess attitudes…

and so…3143916909_10187e3540_o

Recently over at the spearhead Bill has donned his apron again because some wimminz politician has started to wibble about including wimminz in the (armed forces) draft.

Quite apart from the amusing travesty of a nation that was founded specifically to have a civil militia, but in which standing armies were illegal, going on touting itself as the land of the free, and remaining one of the few countries on the planet in the 21st century that requires (male) citizens to *register* for service in the military, Bill starts wibbling about how this will weaken the military, and other posters start talking about how a 12 year old boy can overpower a 25 year old wimminz.

See that bit above about actual lifestyle shaping attitudes.

You won’t find no korea/nam vets, either US army or British or French forces, who will be dismissive of 12 year old girls, much less 25 year old wimminz, when it comes to their ability or willingness to fuck you up, and upper body strength never gets time to enter the equation.

It used to be if you could pull 7lbs with your index finger you were as capable of dealing death and mayhem as a steroid pumped no neck grunt who could bench press a couple of ammo cases all day long, nowadays all you have to do is toggle a joystick and click a microswitch.

The blonde whore who fucked up (Jessica Lynch) last time rather infamously only did so because she was the minority entitlement pwincess surrounded by big strong men, Abu Ghraib (Lyyndie England) will tell you all you need to know about how these same wimminz can behave, given half a chance.

When the military goes into places it has no fucking business going, which is basically every conflict and non war the US has been involved in, ever, then again it ain’t big strong grunts making this policy, they is just cannon fodder for the wimminz and niggerz politicians back home making “policy”

Take away the superiority and exclusivity of big strong men on the battlefield doesn’t somehow make war less honourable or more bloody or worse or any other shit, what it does do is completely fuck up the side that thinks big strong men are the biz, or did the nam “whores” who razored up, bombed, or fed bamboo shoots to the yanks not count as “combatants” because they didn’t have a dog tag and khakis?

Bill is also, for some strange reason, assuming that this draft legislation is aimed at getting these wimminz in to the trenches on the front lines along with the rest of the cannon fodder.

Cue all the usual disguised white knight bullshit about how will a wimminz carry the 120 lbs of ammo you need up to your position yadda yadda yadda.

The bitches will do quite well in an all or mainly female platoon deployed on US soil against US citizens in a “peacekeeping” role, with material support right up to the firezone on metalled roads by 6×6 and track laying vehicles.

Whether you shoot them up, or get shot up by them, all anyone will know or hear about is what an evil fucker you were, and it will double down, win win, more wimminz get into that shit.

Bill, like many other yanks, still stupidly assume that the powers that be want to preserve the good ole yew ess of aih, and not break that bitch down for profit and reorganisation, you know, like the good ole yew ess ess of arr.

Bill, like 99.9% of wimminz and all niggerz, ain’t living the way men actually live, see above, so he is as delusional as any entitlement pwincess, both about the role of wimminz in the military, and the future of the USA.

The yanks you yanks SHOULD be listening to are the ones saying shit like “As I sit here in Ecuador/wherever typing this blog post….”

 

November 21, 2012

Judge a man (and a wimminz) by his actions, not his words.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 3:51 pm

Ironically 24 hours after saying “I have nothing else to say” and thus taking any pressure to say anything off, something happened that caused me to have something to say…

That something is a sense of deja vu, but not quite.

Some 20 odd years ago three separate wimminz came up to me and said “I am pregnant, and it is yours” over a period of 48 hours, so I arranged separately for all three to meet me at a bar at 7 pm sharp, which they did, whereupon I introduced them all to each other, told them all that each said they were pregnant with my child, and that they now need to work out amongst themselves which one I was going to marry.

So here I am, 20 odd years later, and three separate wimminz have come up to me in the past week and basically pledged their love and desire to have a permanent relationshit with me.

Being 20 years older and wiser I’m not about to tell them all to meet me in a bar at 7pm and sort it out…. remember I am a guy in my early fifties, been through the wringer of FRA and kids and assets abducted by psycho skank ho ex and the secret family courts, po-lice, lawyers etc all sticking their nose in the trough.

  1. Wimminz #1 is 40, not the prettiest thing on the planet, works in the health sector, kids flown the nest, been banging her on and off for a year or so, she will do anything I want, but it has to be said she don’t light my fire sexually any more, been there, done that, tick it off, but she is keen and obedient and all that. She has ridden the cock carousel of course.
  2. Wimminz #2 is just over 30, nothing to look at, badly overweight, works in a social services type of job, drinks too much, kids at home, and frankly doesn’t get it. Worth dumping my cum into but that’s about it. She has ridden the cock carousel of course.
  3. Wimminz #3 is just over 30, actually quite fucking hot, overweight but fairly recently and you can still see the solid 9 inside dying to get out, works in sales, no kids. Has ridden the cock carousel but not nearly as much as #1 and #2.

So, there we have it.

What is interesting is this;

  • From the perspective of my cock throbbing, #3 gets the vote.
  • From the perspective of letting me get away with shit, #2 gets the vote.
  • From the perspective of actually doing shit for me, #1 gets the vote.

To be strictly fair, from the perspective for example of doing shit for me #1 has had more time to do more, but has also had more time to fuck up, and hasn’t yet.

To be strictly fair, from the perspective of me just being me, spending a life with #2 would be desperately tedious, her work is everything that is wrong with the country, spending a life with #1 would be ok-ish, her work is valid and good, but nothing I can do or relate to, spending a life with #3 would be fun, her work is neutral but her attitudes and approaches and ethics are something I can relate to.

I’ll give you another one, #1 hates the word cunt, #2 doesn’t use it but doesn’t cringe when I do, #3 loves it and uses it as much as I do.

I’ll give you another one, #1 and #2 are the product of broken homes and crap early relationships that resulted in bastard offspring, #3 has a mummy and a daddy and they are still married to each other.

I’ll give you another one, #3 has by far and away the most expressive face, every thought and emotion that crosses her brain is already written all over her face. #1 and #2 keep stuff hidden and wear masks.

I’ll give you another one, none of these things up above is unrelated.

Has AfOR fallen out of the MGTOW / AWALT tree and landed on his small head?

No, he has not, and he is well aware that the current legal landscape is such that all three can fuck him up in an instant and on a whim were he married to any of them or in a co-habiting relationshit with any of them.

But the fact is that that text in bold above is the secret to #3’s relative lack of negative traits and aspects, everything else comes from that, and so while #1 and #2 talk about long term relationshits (which in the eyes of the law are the same as a fucking marriage) leading to marriage, while #3 talks about marriage….

#3 wants what mummy and daddy have.

#1 and #2 wanting what mummy and daddy have is like a blind man wanting a red house, they don’t even know what the fuck it is.

Judging a man, or a wimminz, by their actions means also judging them by the actions of those whose company they kept, voluntarily in later life, involuntarily in earlier life.

In much the same way that as a time served engineer I have little in common with so called engineers who learned their trade in a college or university or any other way, as a time served child of a mother and father who remained married to each other I have little in common with #1 and #2, and much in common with #3

As a time served engineer I had it easy, compared to my father, back in his day the parents LITERALLY paid the employer / master to take then on for the first year, because a first year apprentice is literally less than useless and literally decreased the output and productivity of the master, but compared to the modern engineering “apprentice”…. makes me puke they dare call themselves that word, shades of “A year ago I couldn’t even spell engineer, and now I are one”

The first engineering tools I had to master were the fucking broom and the kettle, I shit you not.

Then you get given an old “whistler” kettle and the gas axe (oxy acetylene cutting torch) to boil the water for the tea, there is a stock of these for sale to you for exactly one day’s wages each, for when you blow through the bottom of the kettle and all the water leaks out… or… you can grab to scrap from the gash bin and try to “fix” the kettle you just blew a hole through so it will hold water and bring it to the boil with a gas axe.

Then you get given some lumps of soft gash metal, cheap shit like zinc anode material or babbit metal than can be re-melted and re-used, and a metal file and a hacksaw, with ONE fucking blade, and a brass brush to clean the file and saw blade, and a metal vice and a place at a bench.

First make a perfect one inch cube, accurate to ten thou…. that takes you about four fucking days, you learn hands on about materials science, differences in hardness and friction between differing metals such as files, saw blades and the gash, you learn that every time you put the gash in the vice and tightened the vice you deformed it, you learned to file flat and saw straight and square.

Pleased with yourself that the task given to you on a Monday morning has been completed by Friday lunchtime, you are given some more gash metal, this time you must make TWO pieces, one is a U shape and one is a T shape, so that the T shape fits in the U shape perfectly to form a much bigger piece, oh, and you have to be able to rotate the T and U shape with 180 degree symmetry so they fit together perfectly BOTH ways…. no gaps anywhere you can get a ten thou feeler gauge into….. that takes two or three weeks

Failing in these tasks is the end of your apprenticeship, you can fuck off and be a fitter or a grease monkey or a car mechanic…. meanwhile you still have to practice with the broom and the kettle.

Got any lip? I dunno how often I have seen strong tough full of piss and vinegar good in a fight 13 and 14 stone all muscle apprentices punched in the mouth by a 10 stone skinny fucker in their forties or fifties for giving some lip, and they learned they may have double the muscle mass of the old fart, but the old fart was all HARD muscles that basically spent 8/10 hours a day in the “gym” of the shops, that and sinew and bone… apprentices all had broken teeth, me included. On the other hand I still have all my limbs and fingers and toes, which was the result of those lessons not to lip your elders and betters and FUCKING LISTEN.

So I tell some young cunt today who thinks they are time served that it took me 4 weeks to learn how to use a fucking file and a hacksaw, and it is like the blind man wanting a red house or the modern #1 or #2 wimminz wanting a relationshit.

The young shits not only do not know how to use a file or hacksaw, they cannot even begin to judge or guess how much they do not know, or how greatly that lack impacts EVERY SINGLE OTHER ASPECT of their so called professional skill.

#3 may be just over half my age, but she was time served, old school, growing up in a house with a mummy and daddy who were married to each other and stayed together.

Sure, #3 is AWALT, same as #1 and #2, which I can’t respect, but #3 is old school time served, which I can.

Out of respect for #3’s time served status ALONE, I would not put her in a bar with #1 and #2 and tell all three to work it out between themselves.

On a related note, I know it doesn’t seem that way at first blush, I hear from emails that YET AGAIN Bill over at the Spearhead is holding the fucking begging bowl out.

Judge a man (or a wimminz) by their actions, not what they say.

September 11, 2012

Panhandling motherfuckers

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 10:44 am

It appears that Bill has the fucking begging bowl out again, less than 24 hours after the site crashed for 18 hours, and this is the niggerz who talks about the manosphere “growing up”… my hairy ass.

Contrast Bill with Plenty of Fish, also as it happens a website with one employee and owner.

But PoF gets >30 million hits PER DAY, 500,000 registered users logging in PER DAY, and it achieves this with just TWO web servers, THREE database servers, and the usual CD/akamai back-end for images etc.

It’s also free, like the spearhead.

In the spirit of full disclosure, I have been on the internet since long before there was a fucking internet, it was BBS‘s and fucking Fidonet, and amongst things back in the day I was a host, back when any individual could be, before it got corporate and crap and a race to the bottom offering unlimited everything for 2.99 a month.

I used to cater to all the special interest groups, initially at least, the warez groups, the hacking groups, the anti-spammer groups, you fucking name it, and I very soon learned my lesson.

For every believer who walked the walk and talked the talk in each group, there were a thousand wannabe mother-fuckers who just wanted to monetise and exploit it.

And so I drifted into web hosting when the WWW came of age, a very small pile of Cobalt RAQ2‘s that cost an appreciable portion of the value of the house they sat in, and a 2 mbit leased line that cost more than the fucking mortgage payments, and a UPS that weighed as much as a forklift that produced a staggering kilowatt (enough for all the raqs and my PC / laptop but not the big sony monitor) and ran off surplus deep cycle traction cells, and which cost as much as a small car.

And guess what, same old shit, a handful of believers who walked the walk, and for every one of them a thousand motherfuckers who just wanted to monetise everything some how, so they didn’t have to work for a fucking living.

Websites either sold something, goods or services, that paid for their upkeep, or they were “hobby” sites that were simply paid for by the owners, in the way that people pay for a monthly club membership.

The RAQ2 would in theory handle 200 domains/websites per box, all on 32 meg of EDO RAM and a 64 bit MIPS CPU with no heatsink, and a single soggy EIDE HD, this was JUST http calling static htm/html files, with the odd bit of cgi if you were leet… php/mysql didn’t exist.

In reality much past 100 domains/websites per box and things started to slow down.

And so it was, that one day I found that I had migrated all the wannabe panhandling motherfuckers to boxes #2, #3, #4 and #5, and all the “genuine” customers were on box#1

I talked later that day (no names and no pack drill, but if you were around back then you ABSOLUTELY knew this guy) to a guy who had been where I was with the BBS’s, and he said yeah, been there, done that, same shit, one hard core of real people, the rest a bunch of panhandling motherfuckers.

Box#1 had websites entirely coded in notepad, or later in Netscape/mosaic editor, and what they all had in common was while those domains might have http hyperlinks out;

  1. NONE of them contained, called or embedded anything not stored locally within that domain on the box
  2. NONE of them used frames
  3. NONE of them had any kind of advertising whatsoever, for anything not intrinsic to the domain itself.

By contrast, everything on the other 4 boxes started calling banner ads, animated gifs, external links, embedding external content, bloated http code, bloated images, then frames, interstitials, you name it, all of which didn’t just hit the boxes hard, it hit the router and backbone connection hard too… all panhandling motherfuckers trying to make money by nickel and diming world & dog & me.

Literally within a week I shut down 4 boxes, there wasn’t an ebay so I ended up keeping them, and selling them on privately to new ISPs etc, and returned to 1 box of genuine users.

Oh the wailing and gnashing of teeth, but my workload went from 18 hours a day to an hour or less a day, and bandwidth went from saturating the 2mbit line to fitting within 128k, and nothing of value was lost to the internet.

You wanna run a website, shut the fuck up and open your wallet, or sell some product or service on the website and shut the fuck up and open your wallet.

Do ANYTHING else, and I will suspect you of being a panhandling motherfucker, and chances are I am right, and for all his talk about the manosphere growing up and men’s this and men’s that, I gotta tell ya;

  1. a MAN can’t be a panhandling motherfucker
  2. a MAN doesn’t put the begging bowl out
  3. a MAN doesn’t act like a whiny little bitch and plead poverty
  4. a MAN doesn’t expect to be paid to do something he wanted to do

Asking for money to run a poxy website (eg server / hosting / domain package) that you REPEATEDLY prove you can’t keep up…. BOGUS motherfucker, totally bogus.

Tank of motherfucking gas a year.

Asking for money so you can sit on your ass and fucking WRITE, nothing less fucking manly on the planet… if it’s in you, write to get it out, if you the one in a billion that is the next Plato you’ll get some respect in the afterlife, but you still need a fucking day job.

Telling it like it is with injustices is something a man does, always at a personal cost, it ain’t a fucking JOB or source of revenue.

 

September 10, 2012

Fucked up the ass

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 10:53 am

You ever wonder why the story about the emperor with no clothes features a little boy who tells it like it is?

Because if an adult man had said it he would have been fucked up the ass by the FBI, CIA, FAA, BATF, you name it, and the emperor would have continued to walk around bollock naked.

He starts talking at 2:18, and he talks about taking it up the ass from the TLA’s for mentioning the emperors bollocks being in view at 14:00

If you think about it, hardly a week passes without someone claiming that the emperor has no clothes in a very public way, but unshielded by hundreds of millions in the bank, we find ourselves informed by the mainstream media that this person is actually a raghead terrorist paedophile deadbeat dad pimp drug pusher selling videos of himself doing something unspeakably sick and evil.

And yet, yet you never, ever, ever hear or see or read anything about the high profile movers and shapers and leaders fucking “chickens” (well hung underage boys) up the ass or snorting coke off the flesh or pre-pubescent girls or owning a 15% stake in a landmine factory.

Pure coincidence of course.

I guess it is also pure coincidence that The Spearhead has been offline for 18 hours and counting, first with a database error and now just not resolving / responding to http requests… I mean, it is sooooo fucking hard to FTP up an “index.htm” file written in notepad saying “oops I borked the database” or whatever, not that there is even any excuse for that, given the level of donations and ad revenue involved, the bitch could have easily funded a round robin DNS and site mirror on a geographically separate server for a 100 bucks per year….

Nor when you consider that many very smart and technically savvy people (myself included) always offered free advice or help every time Bill talked about his technical difficulties, none of which were ever taken up.

I guess new poon is even more time consuming that ex-poon taking you and your kids to the cleaners in secret family court, because while that was going on he managed better uptime…

Hell I can introduce you to guys who are using nothing more than good quality regular hosting packages coming in at under 100 bucks a year all in who are running fairly significant e-commerce operations, and by fairly significant I mean detached house, regular foreign travel, 4 cars and a boat in the driveway, the odd hooker, employees, the works.

And you could put a .44 through their server hard disk and broadband + and FTP client like Filezilla and 10 minutes later they have upped the server website “www” directory image, and 5 minutes after that phpmyadmin and imported the .sql file and they are back up and running…. this is WORST FUCKING CASE SCENARIO

But hey, all those subscriptions, and this is Bill talking about the fucking manosphere “growing up”… yeah, a grown up with some new poon (no doubt serenaded by all those subs monies) who can’t even keep a fucking website up.

You couldn’t make this shit up.

Nor could you make up the shit about the new European Stability Mechanism (QE99 bailout for the banks and wall street) as reported here

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, my day to day life is still overflowing with red pill goodness… and endless supply of sluts only genuinely happy when told to their faces that they have to earn the honour of being my 100% obedient cumbucket slut rimming machine, these being the same chicks who kicked their husband to the kerb a year ago for daring to suggest she take it up the ass one time…

Mind ewe, there are some crazy fuckers out there, probably created when the little woman refused to take it up the ass and instead kicked them to the kerb so they could rim me every night, and this is anecdotal stuff and who would believe anything a wimminz says…

but….

I have to laugh out loud real fucking hard when skank ho’s tell me I am the nice guy, and proceed to tell me about the last guy they met off PoF, who when they turned up at his place whips out a car battery and jump leads to attach to her nipples….  the force is strong in this one…

Jack Donovan is right (I have ALWAYS paid attention to fags on the subject of men) when he says that there is no connection between being a fag, and being a limp wristed queen, any more than dipping your wick into some poon makes you a manly man, arguably losing some poon and his kids made Bill man up, and getting some new poon made him wimp up again.

Dumping a man who has done the 9-to-5 for fucking years to put a roof over your head and feed and clothe you, while refusing him all sorts of kinky sex, then offering all that kinky sex for free on a fucking plate to a guy like me (and trust me, ALL these dumped men work this out sooner or later) and do you really have to ask who made Mr Jump Leads?

Course, if Mr Jump Leads had been a real fucking man it would be 24 volt truck battery and proper commercial grade leads, not some wimpy little thing out of a mini…

September 3, 2012

AWALT motherfucker, AWALT

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , — wimminz @ 11:07 am

Amid some speculation that the reason for the spearhead’s pussification of late is that Bill has himself a new bitch, and he is drinking the feminazi kool aid again, a couple of people have asked me, how do you know AWALT.

Well, I’m not a monk, I fuck wimminz, and that means I REGULARLY get everything from the usual protestations of love and wanting a relationshit with me, to the full on wanna live with you and marry you treatment.

My policy is simple, AWALT, so just wait, continue to be an honest and decent man who does not lie to these sluts, and sooner or later the leopard will reveal its spots, the stage curtain will be pulled back to reveal the hamster wheel spinning at 21,000 RPM, and a missive from the wimminz who didn’t know you existed two weeks ago, was talking about having your babies last week, but now says she can’t deal with your shit, game over dude.

Course, if you are a believer in NAWALT, you will be troubled and upset and be asking yourself “what shit? I was genuinely nice to the bitch!” whereas if you are a believer in AWALT you just grin, fuck it, you have a production line already in place, pump and dump.

Last Friday night when you weren’t with the skank ho because she had some family shit on or the canary was down with bulimia or some crap, you’d be pissed NOW if you’d turned down that offer of a free fuck from the PoF production line slut who offered to come right over and blow you… and turn it down you would have if you are a believer in NAWALT.

But, I’ll let you into a dirty little secret.

You know that stuff I said about wimminz being herd creatures and men being pack animals, well, it’s true, but don’t be fooled into thinking that the herd all love each other.

The last three wimminz I have been with all have girlfriends who find out about me, and who either want a threesome, or who want to try me, or who want to fuck the wimminz in question, and let me tell you there is NO love lost there at all.

Surreal is when a wimminz who ain’t that into you, because her unrequited lust is for the skank ho slut who is into you, having just met you off PoF, but the wimminz who ain’t into you sure does pay you a lot of attention and texts and shit, but she will fuck you if you give her a covertly made video of you fucking the object of her unrequited lust in all HER holes, yeah, that’s right, so the wimminz who ain’t that into you has a desire to fuck the wimminz who is into you, and that desire is so strong she will offer to fuck you to encourage you to illegally tape yourself fucking the one she wants in all her holes, so that she can then watch it as porn and play with herself while watching it.

Surreal is when a wimminz tells you she has been telling her best friend about you, and her best friend wants a threesome and also asked to borrow you for a night, and the wimminz you are with realises that sooner or later you are going to meet this best friend, if she stays with you, so she does the only thing she can to stop you meeting her best friend, and dumps your ass.

Yes, folks, this is the past fucking week alone, but you know, NAWALT, because (says people like Bill) this here bitch is fiiiiiiine, and niiiiiice and she is reeeaaaallllly into me dude and this is the real thing… which it is, until the flick of the switch when she changes her fucking mind.

At that point you’re all alone, no point calling up all those guys you used to hang with, because you simply blanked them the moment you started drinking the NAWALT cool aid and buying that line of shit from the latest slut to ride, or worse still not ride, your cock.

Hey man, it’s not that you blew me off for the night out so you could fuck that bitch, that isn’t the problem, the problem is you bought her shit and chose her over us, no good crying to us when it goes wrong, we told you, you wouldn’t fucking listen, you knew better, you knew NAWALT.

And assholes like that, that believe in NAWALT, are DANGEROUS motherfuckers to be around…..

Just this week alone, on the promise of a fuck from a wimminz (#1) who wanted to fuck the wimminz (#2) I was fucking, she (#1) attempted to incite me to;

  1. Hack into the wimminz (#1) I was fucking’s email accounts, including those held on servers based on US soil legally.
  2. Take covert video of myself fucking her (#1) in all her holes.
  3. Get (#1) drunk and encourage her to have a threesome with me and (#2)

Just so you get the picture, #1 and #2 are best friends, and regularly stay over at each others places.

Oh yeah, they go through each others phones and shit as much as they can, hence wanting item 1 above, to get past the places where they get stuck in their prying now.

Now, each one of those three individually is illegal as fuck, and I mean prison time illegal
, put em all together and you better plan on sharing a bed with Julian Assange and praying for political sanctuary status, and that’s the good side of outcomes.

And all these bitches will tell you, when discussing, with anger, their besties searching through THEIR phones and shit, that friends should not do that, they should trust each other and not fucking pry.

AWALT

And this, my brothers, is why I am so down and bitchin on Bill and others who start preaching NAWALT, because they choose to put themselves into that fucking hamster wheel reality distortion field where cross state line and cross international border computer / email hacking and phone hacking (for this is ALWAYS what these things are referred to when you are charged by the boys in blue) and illegal videotaping without consent, for the express purpose of distribution to others, where the deliberate intoxication of females to induce them to fuck other females, are all serious motherfucking crimes.

You can’t even claim that hacking #1’s email and phone ain’t so bad, because at least you won’t be convicted of a sex crime, you wanna bet, bitch #1 uses that account to talk to bad boys like you about sex, and uses that phone to share family photos of her pre teen daughters with the her aunt, so yeah, it will be a sex crime AS WELL… >>> do not pass go >>>> do not collect 200 >>>> go directly to jail as a sex offender.

The covert videoing ain’t rape, not quite, but the intoxication threesome is.

What’s that? You wouldn’t go all the way? Baby, as soon as you make the SLIGHTEST fucking move to comply, bitch #2 gets the upper hand, and the inducements are no longer a chance to dump some cum into her, but the threat of exposure if you do not continue.

And then you get all the sweeties cuddles and nicey love you babes, loooove your cock bullshit that NAWALTS all suck up like nectar.

and this is why I am so down on Bill and others who buy into the NAWALT bullshit, because they WILL fuck you over to the nth degree, just to keep pwincess amused.

You can be as MGTOW and ghost motherfucker as you like, you ain’t got no defences against a NAWALT motherfucker like Bill or any of the others, so when the bitch says “sweetie, all those comments that asshole posted to your website, that you now own, you know if we edit selected words and phrases he is a really scary man who hurts my feeeewings….”

Then you get what happened to a guy I know vaguely this saturday night just gone, he’s getting ready to have the kids the next day, knock on the door, come along with us sir, spends the next 29 hours in a police cell, investigation into alleged harassment and intimidation, not from his ex and mother of his kids, oh no, from an ex since her, because he is a believer in NAWALT, and she moved on and enlisted her next fuck, a GUY WHO WORKS WITH this guy, to go to the boys in blue with her and repeat, out of context of course, some of the things this guy had said while at work about his ex and his kids and the secret family courts and all that shit, one lunchtime, when everyone there was discussing an article in the newspaper about, guess what, an ex wife and new boyfriend who went postal on the kid ( I covered this story earlier ) killed her, put her in the attic, and then went on TV appealing for her to come back, all the while studious lack of any mention of the biological father of the missing girl.

So this guy says something like “I’d kill the bitch” when this subject is raised in the workplace during a break, to a bunch of other GUYS, no wimminz present, and forgets he said it, and thanks to a co-worker who is a believer in NAWALT a week later he is in the cells and missed his one sunday every two weeks with his kids… and you KNOW he ain’t seeing them again, cos you know, being in that cell on a suspicion / allegation of harassment or intimidation or threats of violence, that is all his skank ho baby momma needs to go back to secret family court and get an ex parte injunction on his ass.

Because he believed in NAWALT, so the ex skank ho slut had been far enough inside his life to know inside details, which can be used against you….

Me, back in my discussion with #2, I laughed real hard, and pointed out that while we had discussed this shit, she had raised the subject, I had never agreed to do it, nor had I lied to #1, but I did have a complete text record of our conversation, so I didn’t have a problem, but she did… and said I was merely pointing that out, none of my business how she treats her mates, nor none of my business to tell me mate, so she got problems, but not with me… just sayin…

AWALT, that’s the only reason I stayed ahead of the game, and kept the upper hand….

You have been warned.

September 1, 2012

What a cunt

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 1:12 pm

I’m talking about Bill at the Spearhead, I thought he had jumped the fucking shark sometime ago, so today I get sent a link to his latest…… WTF?

Remember, The Spearhead bills itself as a MEN’s RIGHTS website… mmmkay

So, deconstruction time…
Original, full, unedited article in blue italic

 

The arguments for and against being a PUA are largely moot, and the culture will continue to be restricted mainly to people in late adolescence, because most people simply can’t handle the bachelor lifestyle.

I abhor labels, but I’m in my 50’s, I picked up and banged a slut same day midweek last week, then the next day did the same with a different skank ho, who turned into an FWB (still have my long term FWB floating in the background) who yesterday texted me saying that she was with her bestie GF and telling her about me (sexually) and now the bestie wants a threesome, just waiting for the bestie to get my number from the FWB and contact me direct, but in the interim last night had another picked up same day skank ho come over.

Meanwhile my crib is as comfortable and manly and as “man cave” as I can get it, and I love it.

Can’t handle the bachelor lifestyle, a moot fucking point in modern society with hypergamy enforced by the boys in blue and ex parte non molestation orders, no fault divorce, secret family courts and FRA and all that good stuff.

Better fucking learn to handle it and “man up” dude, because this environment isn’t going away anywhere this side of a societal reset, if anything it will get worse first.

Being an uncommitted bachelor has never been the norm throughout human history. Men are social creatures just like women, and most of them don’t have what it takes to maintain emotional distance from the women in their lives for an extended period of time, so the PUA lifestyle will never be appealing to most men.

See above bitch, hard labour, disease, conflict and death aren’t and never will be appealing to most men, but we don’t get to choose the fucking world you get born into.

Yeah, I want a long term stable secure loving committed intimate relationship with one wimminz, I also want a fucking flying car and a star trek replicator and my own private fucking island, or better still planet…. AIN’T… GONNA… FUCKING… HAPPEN…

The alternative, real life in 2012, may not be as appealing as my dreams, but guess what, that’s why it’s called real fucking life.

In fact, the only way the average man could maintain a PUA lifestyle without feeling empty inside would be to live with someone who fulfills the role of “companion” that their lovers fail to provide. In some cases this could be a man, but more likely than not it would be a female family member, such as a mother or sister. I suspect this is why being a player comes more naturally to those people from cultures where men have close, intimate relationships with their mothers well past childhood, such as southern Europeans.

Oh here we go, an American telling us how southern Europeans are wired, yeah you know ALL those spicks and eyeties live with their mommies until they are 60 and eat ice cream and ride vespas and are tres chic yadda yadda

You want feeling empty inside motherfucker, try sitting in a cell having just been arrested for a False Rape Accusation from the mother of your own fucking kids, then going through life never being allowed to see or hear or have any contact with those fucking kids.

A good fucking dog would provide that companion role, at least it ain’t a fucking NAWALT skank ho that will also stab you in the back like your own mom or sister or daughter, and at least it ain’t a fucking niggerz bitch like the spearhead and its remaining crew has become.

Where men are expected to cut familial bonds and strike out on their own from an early age, being a player is generally far more rare. In these places, men tend to rely on a female companion for emotional comfort and support from the beginning of adulthood, so those who are having sexually adequate but emotionally shallow relationships with women are left unsatisfied in most cases. If sexual gratification were all men required, a prostitute would suffice, but obviously that isn’t enough for most of us.

It ain’t enough for most of us because we were sold the motherfucking bill of goodz you pussified dumb fucking niggerz blood clot…. we were told all about loving wives and the joy or having and raising kids and the joy of a career and standing in the community and the great and wonderful legal and justice dispensed by our courts and the policeman is your friend to protect and serve.

Then the rubber hit the road and we learned all about the reality out there, that females, companions or relatives, DO NOT MOTHERFUCKING PROVIDE emotional comfort and support… quite the fucking opposite.

Prostitutes, they are for when I am 70 and can no longer pull 20 and 30 year old sluts for free, if that day comes, you never know… like the saying goes, all the guys I know who use whores pay them to leave, because they are all fucking married, every last fucking one of them.

All that said, Game probably does have value in that it can help a man increase his options and find a better woman.

That’s like saying finding a better turd to dump on your meal as a garnish, AWALT motherfucker…. not being a game proponent, but it seems to be the value of game is teaching you that the better woman is a mythical motherfucking creature like the unicorn.

However, those who promote Game as a route to male happiness should remember that for most men – although not all – a series of short relationships that end before real intimacy develops is a sad existence, and tends to feel like a failure after some time.

It is a million times better than the motherfucking alternative, a longer relationship that ends when cupcake decides an FRA and stealing your kids is a great way to get all your shit for free.

In nine out of ten cases, the goal really should be finding the “right one,” and there’s always the danger that promiscuity itself can get in the way of that — even for men.

Yet again, every fucking line from this useless cunt that used to be Bill is infused with NAWALT.

cos, you know, the streets are fucking littered with wholesome virgins wanting to pledge their troth till death us do fucking part.

If Game should come with any caveat, this is it.

Yes, the saintly skank ho sluts that has had one foursome and three threesomes and around 30 cocks really really really wants a virgin who does not know how to fuck and satisfy her juices, and that is the average to good young chick on the street, the EXCEPTIONALLY good have only had half a dozen cocks, the other end of the scale is the 20 year old who has had literally many hundreds of cocks from working in the low end home grown porn “industry”, taking on anything from 15 to 30 cocks at a time, you know, to earn some extra money for her two womb turds at home, one of which is yours, and you, you dumb fuck that married her, think she is having girlie nights out because raising two kids and tidying a house is you know, so fucking stressful.

You go back and read Bill’s early stuff back when he was Welmer, and then the early Spearhead stuff, then read his latest, culminating with the piece above, and what you are looking at is a horse that has been broke by his bitch and the courts.

Bill may once have been a man, but as Chaucer said, aptly enough in the Pardoner’s Tale… “I trowe he were a gelding or a mare” (“I thought he were a niggerz or a wimminz”)

Top tip, go read the pardoners tale link above… as I said yesterday about human nature never changing, could have been written today.

August 21, 2012

Unfuckability

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 12:12 pm

 

You’ll read about lots of guys who get depressed with dating sites, how the wimminz string you along, how the wimminz all think they are a 10, how the wimminz….. you get the idea.

I’ve even read about guys who put up fake wimminz profiles to “prove” that wimminz have to do nothing to get 14 million replies.

Thing is, wimminz are like chemical ali, they will happily deny shit way past the very end of things, and never ever ever admit it, not even to themselves.

So what the fuck is the truth?

Now, I have been hitting PoF hard for two to three years now, and frankly 2 years isn’t enough time to make much difference in any individual wimminz looks, fuckability or SMV (sexual market value)… it’s not like any of these wimminz were beautiful 18 year old virgins to start with…

IN my region, this means there are lots of wimminz who have been on PoF the same amount of time, either solidly or swinging in and out like a pendulum, you get to recognise faces, profiles and even writing styles, in the case of those repeat new profile pendulum types.

It’s a meat marketplace and you get to recognise many of the other regular attendees.

So, given that MY status on PoF hasn’t changed much in the past 2/3 years, how about the wimminz, because according to the common knowledge they are all in denial, which they get away with because they are constantly bombarded with interest from thousands of niggerz, so they won’t have changed much either.

Right?

Right??

Wrong.

I could sit down here with you and show you wimminz after wimminz that I met and fucked off PoF, thanks to Google and the cloud, and the trends and facts are absolutely indisputable.

When I first met and fucked them their PoF profile said they were looking for long term, or dating, or friends, and even those three categories are a progression, in that order, downwards… can’t tell you how many profiles I have seen that say “long term” so I send a quick message saying “FWB?” and 50% of the time I get a reply saying “yeah why not”

But now it has gotten to the point where almost every page of results for “intimate encounter” contains one wimminz that I have fucked, back when she was looking for long term, and then dating, and then friends… as her SMV declined.

Their looks haven’t changed, because the psycho skank ho’s are using the same fucking profile pics and profiles as they were using two years ago.. you know, they can only access PoF via their smart-phone, but they have no way to take an up to date pic…. lol

So with the influx of downgraded “long term” relationship seekers to “intimate encounter” section, who come in along with their profile and profile photos, a funny thing happens, all the no public photo profiles on intimate encounter start sprouting photos to keep up.

Some of these are frankly fucking hideous, you’d almost think they profiles were made by a bunch of drunken MRA’s having a fucking laugh, first, we kidnap an orang utan, then we shave the fucker, then we dress it in walmart clothing and take a pic and use that for the profile photo….

Some of them are not bad looking early twenties whores, will fuck for cash.

But the rest of them are, you guessed it, wimminz who fell off the radar in the long term, dating and friends categories, went away, and came back with a new profile looking for intimate encounters, and then thanks to the influx mentioned previously start getting zero actions, so they have to out themselves with a public profile pic, and it is aha, it’s YOU, I remember you on here before….

So, if all the statements about how easy wimminz have it on dating sites are TRUE, how do you explain this race to the bottom, public profile pic, intimate encounter section, from wimminz who were looking for long term only with a list of other entitlements only a year or two ago?

Simply, you cannot, ergo the statements about how easy wimminz have it on dating sites ARE NOT TRUE, like chemical ali, the wimminz will never admit this… those that do realise this simply delete their PoF profile and stay at home with their cats.

You guys have to realise one thing, every wimminz out there who is the wrong side of 30, and most of the rest, send you a pic privately or via MMS, and they are expecting you to send a compliment back, ooh sexy baby, when you DON’T, because lets face it that shit is reserved for the teen flesh that ain’t ridden the cock carousel to the horizon and back, they fucking flake and drop out and seek another man who will pay them a compliment.

And then the shoe drops, I wasn’t the first fucker they tried, so lots of other guys out there seeing mutton dressed up as lamb and telling it like it is, and then the other shoe drops, the only guys giving any compliments at all are those saying “I’d love to fuck that” and that is all they are after, pump and dump.

Wimminz do projections, we all know this, so when they accuse guys of only wanting to pump and dump, it is projection…. but if you give a dog a bad name… so nowadays guys are saying fuck it, and only wanting pump and dump.

I have lost track of the sheer numbers of wimminz, basically >95% of them, whose first five messages include some comment to the effect that they are expecting me to be like all the other men on PoF, either only after pump and dump, or won’t even show up at a date.

When I say yeah, Mr Pump and Dump here, they are relieved, and often thank me for not being abusive, or insulting, or calling them names.

It doesn’t matter if they are 21 or 51, and I have done that range on PoF, the universal truth for all wimminz on all dating sites is the one thing that actually scares the living shit out of them, and which they will instinctively run away from, and that is anything that threatens to force them to confront their REAL SMV, which is approaching zero….. unfuckable… unless you ice the cake by saying no commitments no rules and I will be your dirty slut for the night and do anything you ask.

The Spearhead et al have it all wrong, wimminz are NOT reading 50 shades because they hope to find a young buck with a huge cock and a billion in the bank to waft them away in a learjet.

Wimminz be reading 50 shades because it is “How to get laid in 2012 for dummies and skanks”

This is the shit you have to offer all men, in order to raise your SMV above zero… unfortunately being herd creatures all the other wimminz be reading it too… ain’t competition wunnerful…. lol

Apropos of nothing

Yesterday I was talking to a deadbeat dad, we got around to talking about what we do with our time, he leaned towards me and confided, that for 30 minutes a day he logs on to OKCupid, he isn’t after a wimminz or a penfriend or anything else, all he does for 30 minutes every day it sit there at the ratings page rating every single wimminz as 1 star, click, click, click, not even looking at the fucking profiles or pictures.

Meanwhile my long term FWB #1 is also seeing the writing on the wall for wimminz, joking with me about the floosies and hussies I am probably fucking when she ain’t here, and protesting undying love for me and the ground my cum drips upon.

And a whole new clutch of wimminz in my area join PoF, as they find that the traditional venues, real life bars and clubs, are turning into stony ground when it comes to finding some decent quality cock…. like Cheech & Chong said, Things Are Tough All Over.

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August 12, 2012

True Love

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 11:06 am

Had a message from a commenter, regarding the latest “we must support the wimminz” thread over at the spearhead, which copied and pasted a comment from Andie (a wimminz) who sez;

“I agree that women must take on other women. We must. But its scary. They can do a lot to ruin our lives.

We cannot do this without men. If you do not back us, we are lost.

Isn’t that what Price is saying?“

Well, I’m reminded of an old french guy I met on my travels many moons ago.

We were doing the breton thing, house red 50/50 with a carafe of water, smoking, nibbles, shooting the shit, watching the world walk by.

He’s sat at the table outside the bar with his compatriots, looking at the German tourists, and muttering loud imprecations to “le boche” because, you see, he was part of the resistance during the war.

One day a frenchman and his wife were walking by, this old chap did his le boche routine, and the frenchman said something to him, whereupon he went fucking ballistic at the frenchman and his wife…. rapid fire gallic tirade that started out “en coulet tu merde…” which is why I picked up on it… my schoolboy french went that far at least.. lol

Afterwards, I asked what the fuck that was all about, so he told me;

During the war, that fucker was full of apologies for why he couldn’t actually do anything about the germans, it was always too dangerous, so we in the resistance died one by one, then one night the germans pull out and late the next morning the allies roll into the village, we in the resistance are hiding out in the fields and watching from a distance, because, you know, you don’t trust anything after a while, maybe the germans will push back, maybe the luftwaffe will come in, maybe they aren’t actually allies and it is a trap, so what do we see, THAT fucker leading the victory parade and acting like a little general who kept the germans from destroying our village.

So we talked some more, he tells me that after the war that fucker was mayor three times, and of course all the women who fucked the germans while their own men died voted for him, well, they had a common history to rewrite, was how he put it.

“You see..” he tells me “.. your generation must remember, these types, when they wanted something it is always we cannot do this without you or we are lost, and whenever we wanted something it is always we cannot do this for you or we are lost, and whenever we say fuck it we do it ourselves anyway, they are we cannot have you do this or we are lost”

So when I get sent the above quoted comment from a wimminz on the spearhead, it immediately triggered the memory of the old gaul and that summer forty years after the war, and it still being s fresh as yesterday to that old man.

When that old man was out in the rain and cold and mud sabotaging train tracks and phone lines fighting the war, the future mayor was ticked up in a warm bed sound asleep, after having explained how actually fighting was too risky and inconvenient, until liberation day, and then, well, why if it was not for them…..

Forty years later he muttered about le boche, but they were after all the enemy, and while he may not have respected them, he knew what they were, mainly boys like him, miles from home and following orders, but he did not look at any of them and think I wish I had killed you 40 years ago, however that is exactly how he thought of the ex mayor, sure, he was bretagne and on the same side and all that, but he exemplified everything about la belle France that the old man was NOT fucking fighting for.

The old man will be long dead now, and while I did indeed forget for a while, I have eventually done what he asked me to do, and remember in this generation the shit he had to to eat in his, too little too late, but what the fuck, better late than never, so salut Arnau.

That old mayor, he was the embodiment of what Napoleon was railing against when he called England a nation of shopkeepers, everything is for sale, and the price is always negotiable, no offer so low and insulting you get thrown out of the store for life.

This is what everyone forgets about Europe, we all white boys in a homogenous melting pot, except we aren’t, there are subspecies that cross national boundaries, and this was why, the REAL reason why, periodically everyone in Europe turn on the jews, because of the tendency to never treat an offer as so low and insulting you get thrown out of the shop for life, there is always room for negotiation.

There is another group, like old Arnault, one day you’ll insult them too far and they throw you out of the shop for life, line in the sand, fuck it, I ain’t running no more.

You want to actually understand what is going in in the PIIGS and else where WRT the EU economy, you’ll never make any sense of it unless you realize that the important groups are not this political party or that economic group, but the much older sub-species that are not on racial lines so much a hardwired genetic behaviour lines, those who no matter what the situation will try and negotiate and way out, and those who will draw a line in the sand and say fuck it, ain’t running no more.

Take any GEOGRAPHIC location you like, from a whole country to a small village like Arnau’s, you’ll get that spread of attitudes, and people like the mayor, who will genuinely believe that overall their attitudes and collaboration saved lives in the village, and the Arnau’s. who will agree that lives in the village were saved, just the wrong ones, and the wrong ones were sacrificed to save them.

Wimminz like Andie wearing with pride the badge that says they are a loving and devoted wife and mother version 1.0, and an ardent believer in and supporter of the MRM, ‘cept, you know, it’s nasty and scary out there in the fields in the rain in the cold and dark, they have a use.

They are a litmus test.

Everyone who does NOT tell them to GTFO in no uncertain terms is the enemy…. sure, 30 years time Andie may end up mayor, she’ll survive, and she’ll make sure some other birds of the same feather do too, but only by collaborating and selling out the hawks.

It is, after all, the passive’s strategy to passing on their DNA in the face of stronger competition.

Andie says I agree that women must take on other women. We must. But its scary. They can do a lot to ruin our lives.We cannot do this without men. If you do not back us, we are lost (note the inclusive language, there ain’t no WE, bitch) which is really just a variation on Let’s you and him fight, and I’ll fuck the winner

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August 11, 2012

Sexually Transmuted Diseases

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 1:25 am

 

I really wasn’t gonna fucking do this, but I got sent a link… so I temporarily unset my hosts file…

Bill at the Spearhead taking the piss out of dorkboobz for being such a pathetic dweeb and sucking up to the wimminz, and the his very next post he says, and I quote;

Perhaps we should consider defending women who do so with more vigor than we have so far, because it looks as though they will need it.

What the FUCK!!???

At this point I go from “OK Bill, try and commercialise your website if you like, your business, not mine, but not my scene, cya” to “The friend of my enemy is my enemy“… him Elam and dorkboobz should get a room.

You know quite a way back I fucked a dirty skank ho, no biggie there but it was an all night fuck fest and rough sex, and at some point I tore the soft inner bit of the foreskin..  next thing I know it is itching but not in a healing itching way, and off to the docs for a course of antibiotics… job’s a good un

Thing is, I felt less disgusted with that dirty skank ho than I do with Bill, I could always wear a condom and fuck her again….

Back then the big scary monster was SIDA, or AIDS as it is called here in the west, and it was plowing through the fags and intravenous drug using whores like nobody’s business… of course I was immune, my cock was daily drenched in diesel, lube oil and hydraulic oil, nothing could live through that shit .. lol

I guess we all thought about contracting AIDS, in a sorta can’t happen here way, what life changes it would make… nowadays with modern western medicine even AIDS isn’t necessarily a killer, and everything else is in truth not a big deal, you can live with almost no symptoms whatsoever.

Which brings me to the point of this post, next week I’ve been invited out to dinner by two nurses, not a sexual tryst, just a social one, and they are going to give me the 2012 skinny, because you see they both work in the local STD clinic.

The reason for the dinner? Well it started as a brief conversation over a beer tonight and a throwaway line from me, and I got an answer I wasn’t expecting, and the dinner is to discuss it in more detail.

The answer I was not expecting is the pandemic of STD’s…. kinda…

“You’re OK” I was told “you’re pretty fit and healthy, obviously have a good immune system, obviously a good diet, obviously clean, and of course a man, and of course you don’t kiss and you don’t eat cunt, so you are unlikely to catch anything even if you do fuck an infected wimminz, and even if you did catch something, your immune system could probably fight it off and you’d have no symptoms… actually you should come in for a test, just in case“… lol

“Even if you’ve got something a course of antibiotics will sort you out”

So, naturally enough, I asked what the other shoe dropping sounded like…

she told me… wimminz cunts are all internal, always wet and warm, and much more porous tissue than a cock, and shit gets “injected” in there, and wimminz bodies are all messed up anyway because of bad diet and no exercise and of course contraceptive induced hormone imbalance… then there is the cock count (I mentioned this previously, the gangbang sluts who get cervical cancer) which also triggers adverse reactions as the wimminz biochemistry keeps trying to adapt to each new set of sperm, blow jobs, and a generally fucked up immune system because a wimminz would naturally treat a foetus as an immune reaction otherwise, poor cunt hygeine (g string panties that ride up the crack) and wiping forwards, cunt ass and pisshole all within an inch or two of each other.

“So what’s the bottom line?” I asked

“A 95% positive test rate on wimminz who walk into the clinic.” she said.

What the FUCK??? I mean, I know people actually making a fucking appointment at an STD clinic are sort of self selecting subset of all wimminz, but this place is ALWAYS busy, there are 6 nurses there and each one typically sees 10 people a day, that’s 60 a day, 300 a week, 15,000 a fucking year, that’s 12% of the local fucking population for fucks sake… and the split is 70/30 female / male “customers”… so

What the FUCK!

The topic of the dinner conversation?

The trends, and the trends and consequences are apparently an across the board lowered fertility rate for the wimminz, and early sterility or effective sterility (miscarriage) for many.

I’m reminded of my mate who worked in the blood department of a local hospital and told me that at least 35% of all “fathers” could not possibly be, based on blood types alone, these nurses are telling me that the indigenous (white) wimminz are able to treat the symptoms of STD’s with medication, but they are all seeing an across the board lowering of fertility.

I said “lowered male sperm count?” and they fucking laughed, yeah, maybe lowered by 5%, but stick that sperm in a wimminz whose fertility is only 75% of what it should be before she got some STD’s and whaddaya got?

I said Jesus, all I have heard about is caffeine and smoking and plastic food packaging lowering female fertility, she said yeah, every wimminz “customer” with an STD, which is nearly 10,000 a year at this clinic, smokes, drinks coffee, and eats food that comes in plastic packaging, and she started laughing so hard she snorted beer and had a coughing fit.

I’m sitting here now, thinking again the old adage, Correlation != Causation, and the laws of unintended consequences (contraception – sexual liberation)

and just to prove suggestion works…..

….I also just took a piss, and found myself thinking about it, is that a burning sensation? lmfao

 

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August 9, 2012

I don’t wanna dance…

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 2:19 pm

 

shades of Eddy Grant

I get people asking me stuff like have you seen this news article and whaddaya think and and and….
and, you know, to me it is like asking me to comment on episode 493 of Friends, the comment I wrote about episode 2 of Cheers ages ago will do, because the subject matter is cookie cutter same.

I poison my mind and waste my life by giving ANY attention whatsoever to it, life is too fucking short and I ain’t getting any of those seconds back, so nor am I going to be commenting on the three messages sent to me about how the spearhead is jumping the shark again…

There was an old TV comedy called Citizen Smith, and while it was funny, the show had a lot of similarities to Pinky & the Brain in that there was a lot of plotting and planning, but the main characters always end up exactly where they started. Sound familiar?

I always was a bit like this, even as a teenage boy I could not read a book I had already read once, nor watch a re-run, and as I get older it hasn’t diminished any.

This was, in truth, a lot of my problems with wimminz in relationshits, bitch, we already HAD this fucking argument, went round back to where we started, and nothing has changed.

This is something I have always been concious of, in truth with my own psycho skank ho ex I knew she had basically nothing but a series of acrimonious relationships in the past where the man was always at fault (in the gospel according to her, at least) and then the kids came along and I’d look at them mewling and puking and knew that one day they too would be the subject of a bitter custody dispute… truth to be told I never foresaw the FRA, but you cannot un-spill milk, so all you can do is go along for the ride and do what you can… pissed her the fuck off when the kids would grin and say “daddydaddydaddydaddydaddydaddy” before they could say mommy, but fuck it, I put in the effort to teach them… gotta forge those neural pathways in the first two years, which I did, now it is just a waiting game while she lives what is basically a re-run every day.

Revolutionaries have always known that movement don’t work unless there is action and movement, they just evaporate like puddles in the sun, and you spend 100% of your effort trying to find enough new recruits to stave off attrition… so when people talk to me and say of only you changed this or that you’d make yourself so much more appealing on reddit or twitter or the MRM or whatever, my response is always the same, fuck it and fuck off, git orf ma land, this is MY revolution…. shades of rubber duck in convoy, “I’m not leading anyone, I just happen to be out in front”

So along comes Breivik, running his own private revolution, trained in secret, planned in secret, selected targets that would cause the most emotional impact, and planned it all so that it was safe for him, a survivable op, because the real mission was to get the media/face time, and in that he was totally successful, nota bene, I am not talking morals or legals or right or wrong, just the purely mechanical plan that he created and then completed. 100% mission success.

The key here is Breivik did not sit back and prep and wait for the right conditions, that just makes you easy meat when the state comes along to scoop you up, Breivik went out and made plans to be implemented TODAY, in the wrong conditions, and went ahead and carried out the plan.

That is the essential difference between the Breivik’s of the world and the rest of us, he was a man of action, and we are not… I for example am content to live my free (from responsibility) life and pursue my manly hobbies and fuck skank ho’s, he was not, which brings us to an interesting question.

Did Breivik ***HAVE*** a shed and a manly hobby, because if he didn’t, I can see why he said fuck it, and I can see all around me men who are denied access to having their own shed and hobby, for example in my own area I can do a local search for adult evening courses, the sort of thing where 30 years ago you could go three evenings a week and learn welding, woodwork, electronics and the like, and today under the heading of “Engineering and Manufacturing Technologies” there are three RYA yachtmaster courses, and that is it.

The rest of it is shit wimminz stuff, “Computers – using email” & “Customer service skills” and such shit.

There are literally no courses for welding or woodwork, in a county of 1.25 million people.

Fucking think about that.

Yesterday I wanted to paint something, had a tin of hammerite, can’t find my paint stirrer, no worries, hack off a 40cm length of 13 mm aluminium rod, pop in the lathe, neck down one end to 10 mm to fit in (battery) drill chuck, reverse, drill and tap to 4mm, make up a stirring end from a piece of 30 mm alloy rod and a couple of washers, voila, a paint stirrer better than anything I could ever buy.

You want to learn how to do that, well, you’d better be local and be able to find me, or else your only outlets are going to be planning mass atrocities and getting your slice of mainstream media infamy.

Feminazism really is a perfect storm, because even the feminazis do not realise how many levels of life they have choked off, such as evening welding and woodwork classes, and the consequences for society when people WHO WANT TO LEARN are cut off from those outlets.

 

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