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December 2, 2012

No sheeeeit sherlock

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 1:51 pm

There is a blog post here http://hat4uk.wordpress.com/2012/12/01/saturday-essay/

The salient and interesting paragraph is this;

“There is a connection here. None of my chums would do business with Mobile Phone Pushy Token Memememeee Woman if they could help it: their view in two out of three cases is that life’s too short for arseholes, and if people want more than they offer, they’re politely invited to look for it elsewhere. The third person (a woman, as it happens) takes a more pragmatic view: she simply charges them more – which, she argues, is perfectly fair. I’m inclined to agree. We not only get what we pay for in this life, quite often we pay for what we think we ought to get. Assumed entitlement comes expensive – as indeed it should.”

I have highlighted in red text the real red pill nugget at the heart of this.

Jon, the blogger, was talking about three friends who are running small self employed businesses and making a living by the simple tactic of being honest.

To MY mind, #3, the wimminz, is just being a wimminz, and is being anything but honest.

When in the same situation myself, I have always said the following to the MPPTM wimminz, niggerz and other assorted assholes who wanted to give me shit;

“My job is to do x, for this I charge x per hour. My rate for eating shit is 50x per hour. Now, you choose which it is to be”

Which of course always ends up with me walking out within 5 minutes, which is exactly what I knew would happen when I say it.

THAT, is being honest.

Not saying anything and charging them extra for being a cunt is valid in many ways, but it is not honest.

Honesty is when you tell them UP FRONT that you are going to charge them extra for being a cunt.

I have my own small self employed business, I am in hours worked terms radically under employed… to be strictly honest, I should be doing another 5 hours a week in financial terms, but that does not stop me turning down two to three jobs for every one I take, and the jobs I turn down I do so with honesty and candour.

“You won’t want to pay me what I will have to charge you in order to do a good job, and I am not prepared to do a bodge job for what you would want to pay me, but in any event here is some free and good advice about what I would do if I were in your situation.”

It means I only ever worry about being a bit short of dough, I never worry about getting a bad name or a bad job coming back to haunt me and cost me money.

I’ll give an analogy that anyone reading this can relate to.

Desktop computers and servers are a lot easier to fix properly than laptop computers.

There is, fundamentally, one reason and one reason only that this is true, desktop computers and servers are built to STANDARDS, such as ATX, PCI, AGP, RGB/VGA, USB, etc.

Laptops on the other hand are custom, I cannot open up a Dell and a Vaio and simply swap the motherboards over, there is no standard such as ATX, they are all unique.

Thing is, there is NO VALID ENGINEERING REASON FOR THIS TO BE SO.

Most of you are probably familiar with ATX, and perhaps mATX, but these are just two mainboard standards out of many, PC104 anyone?

Similarly a 12.1″ 4:3 aspect ratio laptop screen, it could EASILY be made a standard, both in physical dimensions as well as mounting points and electrical connections, irrespective of resolution or refresh rate or anything else.

What DROVE the revolution in personal computing was the foresight of IBM and others in defining these first physical standards.

What has STAGNATED and is KILLING the revolution in personal computing is the abandonment of this and embracing of the bad old days.

In the real bad old days before the industrial revolution there was no such thing as a standard screw thread, each bolt and nut was unique, and if there was any interchangeability it stopped at the factory level.

After the industrial revolution things got better, but there were still issues, yank kit turning up in Europe with JIC pipe fittings where the local shops only had BSP or maybe NPT fittings in stock was always fun, and extra work… and it produced some real howlers… for a few years in spain and italy you could buy bolts with BSF or Whitworth threads and shanks, and nearest Metric millimeter size heads for use with metric spanners and socket sets….

Of course when you come across these things fitted and all you can see is the head, you start swearing and asking what cunt put a 12mm metric bolt in a fucking Gardner engine….

And yet, this is what we are going back to (and this incidentally is the real reason I hate Apple, their engineering is all DELIBERATELY proprietary, and therefore by definition atrocious) a world in which nothing is standard any more.

You see, when you go to a real engineer, and you ask them to do something foolish, they will tell you to go somewhere else, but when you go to one of these wimminz and niggerz that call themselves engineers, they will just charge you more and give you what you asked for, with no thought as to the future consequences for the industry.

By using a standard port such as mini USB, there is almost nowhere that I can go with my Samsung Galaxy S3 ***** and not be able to charge the fucker up, even without carrying my own mini to full USB lead.

By using a proprietary port like crapple does, there is almost nowhere you can go with an iphone and charge it up, and I know personally of at least three wimminz with iphones who have found themselves in hospital with a severely ill child and a dead iphone, and no way to recall various contact numbers.

I know several “road warriors” who carry a plethora of charging and DC supply devices, all with different voltages, OR the same voltage but different proprietary plugs.

A STANDARD is the engineering term for HONEST, and it only applies to the things explicitly defined by the standard in question, so any ATX mobo will fit in any ATX computer, but chances are the 50 buck MSI board isn’t a patch on the 300 buck Supermicro board, and as referred to by the explicity of the standard, which does NOT mention CPU sockets, there is no guarantee to you swap ALL the components over from one ATX board to another.

Honesty is of course always the enemy of those who want as big a slice of the cake as possible, for the least effort possible.

Which brings us right back to the quote at the top from Jon Ward’s blog, what is interesting is that Mr Ward spent his working life in marketing, so as we see that explains his congenital inability to spot that the wimminz in his trio of “honest tradespeople” does not belong in the same company or group as the two honest tradesmen.

Laptops are not a pain in the ass to repair because Johnny Ive is a style guru or because they HAVE to be that way to be those dimensions and weight and have those outside appearances and layouts, laptops are a pain in the ass to repair because they are explicitly NOT based on standards, and as such they are not honest in engineering terms, and are a regressive step.

The other thing about standards is you have to choose APPROPRIATE ones…

There is no valid reason on this planet for there to be at last count some 50,000 proprietary and unique wheel sizes for automobiles, and for there to be no basic set of common standards…. I don’t know about now, but for many years all the trucks Henry Ford made in Europe were all metric fasteners, except for the wheel nuts, which were BSF, because they kept the fucking wheels on where the metric thread did not, BSF being a far superior thread.

A LOT of the economic pain we are suffering is a direct result of this avoidance of standards.

Indeed, the whole concept of a fiat monetary system is avoidance of a standard.

It’s going to get worse.

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*****Disclaimer, while I admire and like my SGS3, and while the common mini USB interface is great, I would no rather repair it than an iphone or ipad, the internals are all devoid of standards, except for the SIM card and mini SD card sockets.

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August 31, 2012

Ship of fools

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 2:08 pm

Apart from being a rather good Robert Plant song, as well as an increasingly relevant and poignant sixties film, originally it was a 15th century oil painting by Bosch.

Thing is, the great thing about classics and art is that the more you absorb, the more you realise that nothing, not the microchip, modern warfare, screw thread, plastics, nano-materials, agriculture, transport, space flight, NOTHING changes basic human nature.

You could invent a time machine, pluck Machiavelli from the past and air drop him into modern western politics and a week later he would be calling the fucking shots and defining the spin / propaganda of today… same goes for all the sycophants and hangers on.

The jaded and weak will look at all this, shake their heads, and mourn that there is no hope for humanity, and maybe we need another dinosaur killer impact.

I disagree, I see this and see instead a dynamic system, a natural system, that is evolved not only to ensure that all possible avenues are always explored and niches populated, but also a system that is by design inherently unstable and therefore subject to regular radical change, and therefore stimulus.

Of course, this is the macro view from 1,000 miles up, with a time frame where years = seconds, and in the micro view it sucks donkey balls if you are one of the individuals that gets to take it up the ass, so that some other individual has someone who they can fuck up the ass.

Given that what is good for the whole on the macro scale is of necessity bad for certain individuals within that whole on the micro / individual scale, it follows that the programming and design of each individual that makes up the whole is going to be compliant with the process.

This means that while there may be individual exceptions (which again serve the purposes of the macro) such as Michaelangelo and Tesla, on the whole the sheeple should be, well, sheeple, not cursed with the ability or disposition to think things through too much.

You see, too many individual and informed and thinking players will screw the game up as a whole, and we see this in every single area of human endeavour, artificial man made rules are put in place to ensure that the game as a whole does not suffer.

It can be a sports team, or a company making widgets, or an army, or a socio-econo-political system, always, without exception, all the individuals are penalised by rules for limiting the scope of individual informed thinking and choice.

For every Ghostrider who can actually ride like a motherfucker, there are a million like me, who are merely adequate in our ability to control our vehicles…

Just 50 Ghostriders a day using the 118 mile stretch of the M4 motorway to commute between Bristol and London would leave it looking like fucking Beirut in the 80’s, THEY would be fine and get to their destinations every day on schedule, doing the trip in 45 minutes, everyone else would be either in a pile up, or negotiating one, and the two hour nominal journey would take four or five hours, assuming you actually made it in one piece.

So we put in place rules, rules which don’t really affect the sheeple that much, maybe we are limited to 70 when our actual driving ability would top out at 90, and we simply don’t have the balls or skill to do any of the other stunts involved in sustained high speed riding, but these rules totally cripple the informed and thinking and truly able players from using their abilities.

Sometimes, when the shit hits the fan and the wheels fall off the wagon and the rules and structures disappear without a trace, sometimes, along comes someone with that exceptional ability, and suddenly you have an Audie Murphy.

Pick HIM up from the past and drop him into the 2012 US Army in afdiggastan and it is only a question of time before he gets shitcanned straight out of the stockade.

There is no room for a Wozniac or Gates in today’s IBM, any more than there was 30 years ago.

By now, my regular readers, who will know how I think, will be if not one step ahead of me but at least prepared for me to draw parallels between those who mourn the state of humanity today and consider a dino killer to be no great loss to the planet, and those who morn the state of the beta provider male and consider a total societal reset to be no great loss to the planet.

They both miss the point.

The point is that if you are an individual with the ability to inform themselves and have independent thought and reason to guide your actions, you have one of three choices;

  1. Stick your head above the parapet and get it shot off.
  2. Keep your head below the parapet and wait in hope for a SHTF moment when control ends so you can shine.
  3. Devise your own third path.

As we can see from the above observations about the Ghostrider et al, taking the third way entails the following restrictions…

  1. It is NOT an answer for the sheeple majority, it can only ever be an answer for the minority.
  2. It is only good if you studiously avoid BOTH scenarios #1 and #2 above, in EVERY aspect of your life.
  3. It is only good if you do not pine for the camaraderie of #1 above, or the glory of #2 above.

It’s a bit like the pic on the right… (from a pay per porn site teaser)

Yes, Mr Black Stud has a monster cock that is 11″ long…

Well, provided you stick the end of the tape in his asshole, if you notice that the root of the TOP of his cock is at the 4″ mark on the tape, then 11 – 4 = 7″, which ain’t bad, but it certainly ain’t huge or worthy of note.

The first way is be one of the sheeple who pays for that site, despite the fact that the promo pic is a lie, so everything else inside is gonna be a lie too.

The second way is to try to be the guy in the pic, the porn star.

The third way is to neither patronise the site with your money, nor the porn sluts with your cock, but to sign up to PoF and fuck up the ass the wives of all the guys who are taking the first way while dreaming of being the second.

While ensuring that at no point do you either find yourself sharing a parapet with types #1 and #2

August 6, 2012

Standards, everyone’s got them, all different

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 11:48 am

It’s interesting, because you can talk to a young chick who takes around 300 new cocks a year doing porn, and ask her where she draws the line… the answer is always one of three things, and the one you hear first is “animals”

O really o’reilly, so you take 300 new cocks a year, but you draw the line at 1 dog cock…. how very interesting.

picture yourself as a man, which would you choose, the chick who has taken 300 human cocks in the past year, or the chick who has taken 1 dog cock, I know, a moot point because the chances of either of these chicks being honest with you about their past is basically zip… but to get back to the standards.

Once you get that the chick above isn’t actually saying no to dog cocks, what she is doing is drawing a line in the sand that is the other side of WHAT SHE IS ALREADY DOING, declaring stuff on the other side of that line to be no-go, and then pointing at the line itself as a proof that she has “standards” and is therefore a moral agent within herself.

Chicks in porn always do this (and so do chicks not in porn, but chicks in porn have to do it consciously) line in the sand thing, there is one thing they won’t do “at work”, whether it be anal, double anal, bukkake, rimming, there is always something they hold back from, and this is their proof to themselves that they have “standards”

Other chicks who don’t do porn also have these “standards” and they are equally bizarre and arbitrary, I have talked to chicks on PoF IM and the bitches are as hot as fuck for me to use and abuse them, then suddenly we will hit a “standard” and she will just vanish into thin air.

That standard WILL be as arbitrary as I have cropped/long hair, lots of / no tats, blue/brown eyes, and when you hit one of these “standards” the chick always vanishes.

Wimminz are unlike men, when you hit a wall men want to know what it was, where they stand, a man will be happy with “sorry, but you look too much like my ex”, he may not like it, but it is something to hang your hat on and walk away from, wimminz on the other hand just want to snap like a dry biscuit and walk away with no backward glance and no explanation.

I have had wimminz who I have met (as agreed) in a pub, and we grab a drink (she pays) and we sit down, and then I will say something that ran up against one of her “standards” and she will “go to the toilet” which means leaving by the back door, never to be seen again.

Fuck it, I have a free drink >;*)

Wimminz of course change their appearance almost daily, you can go on to PoF and look at a wimminz profile and say she has 4 profile pics, all will look different,in one she may have blonde hair, in a another red, in one she is dressed like a nurse, in another in an LBD, in one she is posing in front of a bike or car, in another she is lying on a bed…

If you are wise and do not use public profile pics, you have a choice when she asks you for a pic, do you send the pic of you working at IBM in shirt and tie, or do you send the pic of you wearing a vest working on your Harley? Pick the wrong one and the bitch will vanish.

Good luck with guessing, such as seeing references to Mr Grey in her profile and sending the smooth bastard in the smart duds pic, because there you are operating on logic, and logic has nothing to do with this shit.

Good luck (re above) knowing what her ex looks like, and choosing to send the pic that doesn’t look too much like him, because as often as not, when she says you look too much like her ex, what she actually means is too much on one side of her ex, when what she is looking for is too much on the other side of her ex.

In fact the only hard and fast rule regarding these standards is that any action, words or behaviour on your part that triggers these “standards” or even threatens to question them, is an instant death sentence as far as any further contact with said wimminz is concerned… at that point you become irredeemably creepy, or a bastard, or maybe both.

Which can be difficult, because these standards always have three things in common;

  1. They are completely hidden
  2. They are completely arbitrary
  3. They are not to be brought to concious awareness in said wimminz “mind”

If you are drawing analogies to land-mines, you are on the right track, if you think having any dealings whatsoever with wimminz be anything other than walking through a fucking minefield then allow me to introduce you to brothers who have been the victims of False Rape Accusations to the police, or false DV / child abuse accusations in secret family court.

Saying “Huh?” and questioning the relative merits of 300 human cocks vs 1 dog cock is an exact equivalent to dancing a fucking jig when you have suddenly been told you are standing in the middle of a fucking minefield.

If you are SMART and shut the fuck up and listen, you will often hear a monologue, the TRUE vagina monologues, as the wimminz in question indulges in a series of castles in the sky, self delusions and outright denials of physical reality, as she wards off the evil spectre of having come face to face with one of her own “standards”… you yourself are still history, but listening to this psychobabble can be instructive in itself.

Catch-22 doesn’t just apply to the military, it is a fundamental part of the BIOS of wimminz, and it cannot be understood, because it is just delusional garbage, but to the wimminz that delusional garbage is more precious to them than any man ever could be.

Wimminz know this about each other, and like the mad hatters tea party, wimminz get on with each other because they all know the only thing you need to know about wimminz, that you never, ever, ever question the logic or sanity or validity of anything they say, ever, because to do so is to reveal that the minefield actually exists….

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May 15, 2012

Just a quick anecdotal really

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 12:29 pm

Because the last thing I want this blog to get to be is to be a link farm for wimminz who have made false rape accusations or a link farm for stories of wimminz outrageous behaviour, a lot of stories I see I just ignore, if that shit interests you you can easily enough find it on your own with a google news feed.

Nevertheless there are some things that I see that interest me, and I wonder if anyone else has noted the same things;

PoF is a great barometer… changes in PoF are changes in wimminz in the real world.

I am seeing greatly increased levels of;

  1. Wimminz PoF adverts stating that they want an industrious and hard working man, in the fucking headline.
  2. Wimminz adverts from Wales.

Wales is one of those places, take away the artificial economic subsidies and it collapses back to its default state, which is with the (coal) pits closed is 90% unemployment.

Lots of wimminz from Wales signing up to PoF is canary in the coal mine shit, they are looking for something they cannot find locally, and that ain’t cock, so it can only be;

  1. A man with a weekly wage packet
  2. A man who doesn’t live in wales, e.g. a way out (of wales)

Shit testing them ( I have zero intention of fucking any of them, welsh bitches are unfuckable because of the accent alone) on subjects such as long distance relationships and the like reveals what can only be “Russian bride” attitudes to the whole subject.

Shit testing them on the subject of my claimed employment also reveals huge attitude changes, to the wimminz who are all of course managers at the very least, the worst job you could have said was something lowly in IT “I fix computers” was an almost guaranteed way to break off contact, a dweeb who was limp and pathetic and who spent all hours with his head under the hood of a computer, not any more, suddenly it sounds like a full time gainfully employed job, but make sure you work for IBM or Microsoft, no self employed MD / CEO of my own business, unless it is IBM, because all these wimminz seeking a way out are managers and owners of their own businesses, and they will not and can not see any disparity between custom (inedible) cup cakes made to order and your 24/7 call out plumbing business…

I have always maintained that as herd animals wimminz are always a lot quicker to sense and change in the wind and react accordingly, if so then here you go, here is another sign, hard times are a coming and the smarter and faster reacting of the wimminz are looking to secure a place with a new stud in a new valley a long ways away from the current one.

Lots of these bitches also have horses, or worse still mini bitches who also have horses.

In the UK if you put 3 horses in an acre (4,000 M2) field before long there will be nothing but mud for the horses to eat and medical issues with hoofs will start to set in, you can rotate 3 horses through two or three one acre paddocks, provided you provide feed, because that tiny amount of land will not feed them.

Storing a week’s feed takes a fair bit of space, then if you have horses you have all the bridles and saddles and tack, which also needs storage space and maintenance space, then you have all your vets bills, because living cooped up in a tiny one acre paddock is completely unnatural for a horse, and the beat goes on, and on…. oh yes, the paddock needs fencing, wood as well as electric, then there is the shit to pick up…

Basically you can run an old motorcycle, say a 70’s SOHC Honda or late Norton or AMF Harley, for what it costs to run one horse, in time and resources and money, so these skank ho’s with two bitch daughters and three horses, you are basically be expected to take on the running costs of three people into old bikes, and their bikes, which is fine, AFTER your own fucking garage is full of classic iron that you play with and ride every day…

No wonder they are looking for hard working men.

December 16, 2011

Outsourced, offshored and exported.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 1:05 am

English: IBM Kolkata

I’m walking around this campus of buildings, Fortune 50 company, it used to be bustling, now it is mainly empty, barring the daily rate consultants consulting with the Mumbai types about the remaining positions to be off shored, eg, the remaining positions that haven’t been, 2,200 gone in the past 4 years, only the last 350 on campus to go…. every fucker walks around like some drab ass retirement home for old farts with incontinence and no relatives and no money.

The only fuckers who smile and talk like human beings are the cleaners and security, and both of these are a special breed apart.

Me? It doesn’t matter what I seem to wear lately, suit and tie, jeans and a working shirt, or leathers and originals, I always feel like the outsider in some cheap spaghetti western, the guy who doesn’t fit in anywhere and who doesn’t give a fuck that he doesn’t fit in anywhere, or about the fact that 95% of the townsfolk don’t know how to handle the stranger and are scared / upset / unnerved / uncomfortable in his presence.

IBM was and is a past master at this, you can be in say Deutschland and go to IBM Germany to buy some bundle/product, and next thing you know your factory is being visited by guys from IBM afdiggastan, IBM digaffastan, and IBM bumfucknowhere, and they are actually doing the work, but for IBM it is all a clever accounting trick and none of it appears on the spreadsheets for IBM germany, so profits get fatter, meanwhile it all gets marked down as export sales by IBM bumfucknowhere etc.

Meanwhile you sit there wondering what the fuck happened to the premium product you paid for, while a bunch of IBM foreigners come over, steal all your laptops to take back to sell on Ebay Afdiggastan, have to get trained by what is left of YOUR local IT team to actually do the fucking job they were flown over to do, and then spend most of their time

Fuck you cards.

complaining about the horrendous price of food / beer in the soup kitchen compared to the prices back home in Digaffastan.

In fact it is such a fuck up you sack the few remaining staff you have in a bid to balance the budget, then hire them back at minimum wage via a crap agency that usually specialises in mortuary assistants and gravediggers, so they spend all day downloading 1080p porn over the corporate OC3 and spoofing packets on the Cisco voip network so nobody can get in touch with them.

Then the coffee machine, running windows embedded, goes down because of a dirty contact in the grounds tray and you have to call a coffee company engineer in to fix it, but the coffee company went into liquidation so the engineer covering takes two days to turn up, clean a contact by blowing on it, slams the tray back it and hits the power button…. the only people left in the building who could have fixed it are bust downloading porn and freaking the voip.

Half of the security and half of teh cleaners are fucking each other, so between the two of them anything that isn’t fucking nailed down and a shit load of stuff that is goes missing in a steady stream….

Being the spaghetti western cowpoke ain’t so bad, at least I can move on when these fuckers are reduced to tumbleweed and dust bowls, which don’t see too far off now, and I may not be much, but at least I am still a fucking Man, which is more than any of you cunts, except a couple of the security guys, and a couple of the cleaning girls, everyone else is in death row.

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