When She Posts A Picture

Someone over on /r/MGTOW (I lost the link) states that there's a vast difference between men taking a picture to show off an object, and a wimminz doing the same:

This is actually wrong.

It's just like those Instagram whores. The picture is all about *her*. Narcissism at it's finest.

For a man, the object is the object of the photograph.

For teh wimminz, teh wimminz is the object of the photograph, and the object is just an excuse to post teh pikchur of teh wimminz. So the "object" should not be labelled as the subject of the photograph - teh wimminz should be labeled as "object", as the subject of the photograph.

Which she is. Just another object. Especially to herself. (Helloooo! Over heeeere! I haz titties! I haz a vagina! etc)

We need to keep this straight in our heads. Teh wimminz (the subject of selfish narcissism) is the real object being displayed here, anything else is just a subframe or subset of that.

Some prior examples from this blog:

Duckface narcissism with a near-corpse in the background.

Landwhale narcissism.

Golddigger narcissism.

Crazy cat-bitch narcissism (poor fuckin' cats, they got the 1,000-yard stare right there).

Kissy duckface narcissism (the one on the left looks haggish, the one on the right looks like a lamprey).

Blubber-bounce narcissism (how that 16 tons can move like that I dunno - crane with the cables photoshopped out?).

Teh sexeh yoga-body lookit-mah-cunt fuck-me narcissism (from PostSecret).

It all adds up to this:

And that's all she wrote.

Not here to bitch about it, we just need to understand it properly (and never forget it). It's all about her and how she feelz.

Usually, it's all banal and childish stuff too. As in, it all adds up to a childish wail for attention:

Which makes it all a massive red-flag that we can be glad of seeing. The ones not showing all this dogshit...those are the ones to watch out for. Those are the fuckers trying to pass themselves off as a NAWALT.

Geeze, a long time since I've used so many pictures. Who'd'a thunk that I had so many perfect examples on here.

Back To Basics: What's In It For Me?

Feminists and women, start running. This will not make you feeeeel good. Let's dive into the cesspool of modern society once more and see what we can find at the bottom.

On my prior post Back To Basics: What Is Marriage For? I wrote a single little throwaway line which has made me think about another basic item of life and civilization:

To give someone skin in the game, then there must be in their opinion something worthwhile in return.

Which brings up many things that have been said, repeatedly, through the manosphere. When you think carefully about it, you can see that it drives the PUA mindset of pump'n'dump. It underlies the concepts of the Christian Red Pill blogs. It underscores the why of MGTOW and Going Ghost.

We can see it when we ask what a woman brings to the table.

It's there when we ask a woman what she thinks a good woman brings to a relationship.

We can hear it whenever a Man gets frustrated and swears about not finding a good woman.

It's potentially there when a Red Pill Woman attempts to put herself up as what we men want.

It's potentially there when we hear about born-again Churchians and women who say that they've changed, they're not like that any more.

But we're all too nicey-nicey politically-correct to overtly state it. Even amongst ourselves. Even to admit it to ourselves. Because it's not "socially acceptable" for a Man to seem to be so selfish. Hell, I was too nicey-nicey myself when I said "skin in the game". So now I'm going to put it out there, for myself and for every other Man in the world:

What's in it for me?

Not angry. Not accusing. A simple, cold, selfish question that ultimately determines: in my opinion, is there something worthwhile in return for doing X?

Ironically and amusingly, women and femiwhores have been coldly and selfishly asking this question of men for decades (if not from the dawn of time) while at the same time exhorting us to be unselfish (it's that infamous female doublethink at work once more):

When she asks what you do for a living. (Subquestion how much do you make? Subsubquestion are you worth getting to know? Subsubsubentitlement I'm entitled to know so I can decide if I want to put my hand into your wallet.)

When she decides that you're no longer man enough for her.

When she impulsively fucks some guy she just met that night because he turns her on.

When she drags you around emotionally like a pet on a leash for her amusement.

When she dumps you because the sex/relationship has gotten stale.

When she causes a fight because she wants a drama fix.

When she asks you to buy her a drink.

When she browbeats you into doing something that you really don't want to do.

When she parts her legs for a PUA who has entertained her sufficiently.

Sometimes it's defensive:

Every time a PUA drops a fuck into her and then dumps her because that's all she has of any worth to offer.

Every time a MGTOW shakes his head and passes because he knows that she's going to be too much trouble.

Every time a Ghost slides through life with minimal interaction because it's just not worth the hassle.

Sometimes it's because it's personally beneficial:

Every time you go to the gym and feel satisfaction at breaking a personal record.

Every time you walk down the beach, out in the sun, filling your lungs with clean air.

Every time you do something just because you enjoy doing it.

Sometimes it's warm and fulfilling, as Keoni Galt states:

Every time you give to charity.

Every time you hug your child.

Every time you kiss your loved ones.

What's in it for me?

I look at civilization. I choose to continue with my reasonably high-income business/work because it is worth it for me. It pays for a 4 bedroom home which gives me personal space. It allows me to travel occasionally from New Zealand to other places in the world. That people hire my consultant ass is a bonus. Even so, I am thinking of changing and cutting back - there is a lot of stress involved, I have about 10 weeks of holiday-time accumulated, I'm beginning to wonder if it's actually worth that much hassle to me.

Others look at civilization. What's in it for them? So they minimize their interactions, earn less money than they're capable of, relax and enjoy their life. Perhaps it's a voluntary reduction, perhaps it's a forced reduction. Perhaps they decide to sponge off the system. Relax, enjoy the decline, enjoy the scenery, enjoy their family, enjoy other people. Develop your hobbies because you want to.

So these bring out another question along the same lines:

Is it really worth that much hassle?

This is what ultimately caused me to dump the entire dancing scene. I realized that there wasn't really enough in it for me, for it to be worth the hassle of hanging around these crazy entitled slut-whores. (Yes, slut-whores. Some used it as a dating/fucking pool. Others dated/fucked multiple guys at once. One was an actual whore. One had six guys in a single night. No other words fit. Plus, the drama and horseshit and politics and backstabbing!)

Is it really worth that much hassle?

Well? Is it?

Life Is Too Short

Back when on the Personal Time and Space is Golden For Men post, I realize that I didn't make one thing explicitly clear. These days your wife expects you to cater to her all the time. It's the same for children - they pick up that mentality from mommy. This is the "it's all about meeee!" mindset in action.

I suspect that this is also the mindset being expressed when mommy has to:

* take Jimmy to Rugby practice
* take Sue to her Ballet lessons
* take everybody to the school play
* and God help you if you miss any of this you selfish and unfeeling bastard!

In my time, kids were expected to get their asses outside and entertain themselves. None of this "I'm bored, entertain me!" crap was tolerated from us. We got told to get outside and run the piss outta ourselves, climb a fuckin' tree, play in the puddles, grab the boxes of toys, all that sorta shit. We weren't catered to. We had to entertain ourselves.

Women these days seem to have the urge to be catered to, and through some warped nuturing instinct seem to want to project/push similar onto their children. (Though I think that a good chunk of that is using the children as a scorecard too.)

It comes across in the whole modern female-to-male interaction. The Man is expected to entertain her. The Man is expected to provide for her. The Man is expected to take her out to interesting places. The Man is expected to get her interesting presents. The Man is expected to <insert whatever here>.

The Man is expected to be the slave. (The code-word for "provider" translates to "slave".)

It's your choice if you want to cater to somebody every. Fucking. Moment. Of. The. Day.

Awake, asleep, it doesn't matter.

In my view: life is too short to cater to somebody else all the time.

One Long, Childish Wail

Men Are Nothing More Than Clowns To The Modern Women

Roosh nailed it straight to the fuckin' wall.

"Do you want a man?"

Reaching right down into the gut of modern women, so brainwashed by modern life that they think a career and riding the cock carousel is the end-all be-all, to ask them what they actually want for themselves. Not what they've been brainwashed to believe they want. What they want deep inside. For themselves.

Most of them don't have a clue. The ones who do seem to be interested in having a man - who hesitate when saying "I don't know" - he considers a "yes". He then puts on the clown-act, making the effort to entertain her. Sex might ensue. Eventually one or both get bored and they move on to the next clown/woman.

This shows how women are entitled little brat children. The whole concept of expecting entertainment from a man is one long, childish wail of: "I'm booooored. Entertain meeeeeeee!"

Even frivorce because "I love him, but I'm not in love with him" and "he's changed" is just another way of saying that she got bored. So she's off to find someone more entertaining. Out with the long, childish wail: I'm bored. Bored, bored, bored. Entertain meeeeeeee!

Of course marriage is yet another long, childish wail in a similar vein: Support meeeeeeee!

While finally, frivorce (or never getting married in the first place) might end in a final long, childish wail of: Where have all the guys gone? Entertain meeeeeeee!

What Roosh said is so close to the objection that many guys have about PUAs being a "dancing monkey" for women. Dancing monkey, entertaining clown, jumping through hoops for her shits and giggles. I've said it myself: if you're entertaining enough you might win the prize of fucking her, you dancing monkey you.

Even Roosh basically says it, having to entertain her like a clown to get some sex. Many days of entertaining to achieve a few hours of getting your dick wet in aggregate, before you're forced to find another one.

Is it so surprising that some men absolutely will not compromise their dignity and inner integrity for a few minutes inside a warm, wet hole? A warm, wet hole which has been well-used by many other men? A warm, wet hole that is often diseased? A warm, wet hole that even glorifies in its own degradation - perhaps doing anything for the dollars and shopping and experience, like the Dubai Porta Potty girls?

A warm, wet, well-used hole that often comes out with a long, childish wail: Put a ring on meeeeeeee!

You might call me cynical when I asked if that pussy was worth it. When I said that you get better mileage out of paying for prostitutes. Yet, where it's legal and regulated, why not? The chances are good that she's going to be a damnsight cleaner than the average slut you pick up in a bar (STD-wise) even if she's a shitload more jaded by life and the things she's done. Part of legal regulation is her getting checked regularly.

At least she won't be earbashing you about "what Sally said about Jude last night, and Jude, well, she's going to stick her claws into that bitch's hair and rip out a few clumps..." yadda fucking yadda. You're paying the cunt to keep her mouth shut (other than oral) and to get the fuck out once you're done.

So when your choices seem to be:

0/ getting married (becoming a slave-man) [Ed. I forgot this option, duh! - BPS]

1/ playing the clown (plus drama and the possibility of financial rape for 15+ years)

2/ paying for it (no drama)

3/ deciding to hell with it (no drama)

It's what you can live with. The choice is yours. What you can stand doing, what you are willing to risk, what you care enough about.

Nobody has the right to diss you for your choice, nor have they the right to choose for you. Even though women and manginas and certain people in the manosphere with an agenda think and act otherwise. (When *anyone* pulls out any form of shaming language, it's a good time to get really cynical and analytical about what their angle might be.)

More power to you, whichever way in life you choose. Myself, I prefer to quietly sip my Grand Marnier in peace - in the sun or in front of the fire - and to ignore the long, childish wailing coming from the miserable and lonely aged slut standing abandoned on the side of the road.

Sub-Rosa Prostitution

UncleBob has an interesting post about something that I've seen doing the rounds recently:

Bachelor Nation: 70% of men aged 20-34 are not married

I haven't bothered to post on it myself. Too much of a rehash of old information - and I hate repeating myself too much. It makes me worry that I'm treating people as if they were subnormal when you definitely aren't.

However, while I was reading it again - something occurred to me. I posted it in UncleBob's comments, here it is quoted:

New Report: 48% of First Children Born to Unwed Mothers

That is from 2013. Given that this somehow made it to the mainstream news back then, we can pretty-much figure that it was underreported at the time - the media does toe the line about some things. It being 2 years on, I do not for an instant believe that it is under 50% now.

These single mommies are whores, pure and simple. No, they may not get paid directly and upfront for their bodies in a simplistic transaction: no $100 love you long time here. They must maintain plausible deniability.

Instead they expect to be paid sub-rosa in the coin of: dinners, drinks, nights out, romantic escapes, vacations, and "I've come up a little short for X bill, can you help me?" With a guilty look on her face.

When they get knocked up: government handouts and child-support, plus moral validation and ego-stroking for being a brave, battling single mommy. This appears to be the lifestyle of the modern long-term whore. There is no surprise that 70% of younger men are not married.

I find it bleakly amusing and ironic the furor about prostitution, in the face of this sub-rosa and very profitable long-term prostitution. The sub-rosa whores are upset about the more honest and upfront whores. If the men start using the more honest and upfront whores, the sub-rosa whores lose out.

I begin to think that the whole bushwa about how women "can't find a man" and the decline of men, etc is nothing more than a smokescreen. If a woman really wants a man and marriage - she'd get it. By throwing up a smokescreen and shedding crocodile tears they can maintain plausible deniability, play the victim card, <i>and</i> get their sub-rosa prostitution game-plan all at the same time.

Plus, women love any excuse for drama and bitching.

Think it over, If this is the unconscious MO of modern women - and it actually looks somewhat plausible - then society is in for one helluva shakeup if/when that knowledge goes mainstream.

Remember: this doesn't have to be a conscious thing. On the surface can be honest Female Best Intentions. Underneath that layer is Female Doublethink and Self-Deceit. Plus there's the hidden Lies Women Tell Themselves so that they can live with their actions without slitting their own wrists (or accidentally giving away the game to men).

So, am I seriously thinking that there is some overarching conspiracy of people (women and mangina's) setting this up? No. As I said once before, I don't believe in that tinfoil hat crap. It's more likely that three selfish bastards named Tom, Dick, and Harry are taking advantage of the situation that they see to make a buck. With women as a whole going along with it because it's nice and "it's for the children" (underneath the doublethought is: "I can benefit from this if I get unlucky", which is only a short step to go to a full-on "I'm going to take advantage of this").

So back to that comment: hmmm. It's got a kind of creepy plausibility to it. Unconscious. Sub-rosa. A little bit of selfish doublethink going through the heads of many, many million women - and it actually looks kinda possible.

It might actually be something that's kinda happening, accidentally coming into being, by a strange default. While we are turning our backs on women, and the PUAs are fuck'n'chucking women, and the MRAs are trying to make things "fairer" with regards to women. The MRAs especially might want to have a close look at the possible path they may end up going down.

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Women's Bad Behavior Isn't Going Away Anytime Soon

I while back I posted a video of Sandman's, in which he talks about the slow collapse coming (from periphery to the heart of a civilization):

Beta Fucks in the Collapse

My last post was about "hypergamy" actually being bad behavior that is not being controlled and trained out of women.

In the video of Sandman's, he stated that women upped their (female) game in Belgrade when things turned to shit and the infrastructure started collapsing. Instead of becoming more austere they were competing more intensely with each other for the fewer men with money.

Look at Feminism: when the lies start getting exposed, did it wither away? Hell no! Instead the crazy cunts doubled-down on their bullshit.

Then we have the Women Against Feminism meme going on, which is basically a bait-and-switch to lure men back into thinking "oh she must be a NAWALT!" and get entrapped by them again into marriage and life-long slavery.

(Actually you are a manipulative idiot playing victim. You're just being more subtle about it by saying that you're not a Feminist and equating the two. You're desperately trying everything you can to lure and entrap a man into being your slave-male for life. Sadly: some people will believe your unconscious lies.)

Given the observed training-from-birth for girls these days that turns them into: entitled, narcissistic, bitchy, selfish, BPD/NPD, slutty little whores.

Given the observation that they're not actually changing themselves, they're just "saying" that they reject a now-despised ideology. (Feminism is the new leprosy.)

Given the observation that women's behavior doesn't actually change, it simply becomes more intensely competitive when things go to hell.

This exposes even more thoroughly the "it's all about me!" entitled mindset of women these days. When things go to shit, they don't change their mindset. They can't. It's still about them. All of it. So they will double-down and intensify that mindset.

If/when societal collapse comes, whether slow or fast: these entitled nutjobs aren't going to reduce their expectations in the men in their lives. Fuuuuck no! I deserve it!

Double-down.

If we observe the 80% of semi-desirable women chasing 20% of the (in their mind) desirable men now, do you think that's going to ease if/when things go to shit? No, it's going to become 90% of semi-desirable women chasing 5% of the desirable men.

I would not be surprised if society changed so tremendously that it started to look something like:

1 desirable man -- with 10 semi-desirable women -- with 100 slave-men (the second-string slave-men)

I would not be surprised if outright soft-harems became socially-acceptable. The desirable men (big bucks and charm) each having 10+ slutty chicks in their rotation that they fuck whenever they feel like it. Each slutty chick having 10+ slave-men in their rotation that they get favors, money, and validation from. This female (and male) mindset isn't going away any time soon, it's become ingrained into the mentality of society already.

It's like when Moses and the Israelites wandered the desert for fourty years. They didn't do that because "God told them to", they did it until the last vestige of slave mentality in the Israelites died off. Then they were no longer slaves and went on to beat the shit out of some people and take over their lands (some scholarly interpretations of Herem, "the ban", translate it as total destruction of the enemy - ie genocide).

Is the entitled mentality and bad behavior of modern women going to be altered quickly (at all?) even if things go to complete shit in a handbasket ultra-fast? No. It's going to remain as-is for many, many generations - at least two, probably a lot more. It might happen quicker if things go so thoroughly to shit and hardship that men completely lose patience with these entitled whores and beat the entitlement out of them.

I wouldn't hold my breath for the last bit: a large number of men are sackless pussies and mangina's these days.

So a summary of where this leaves the next few generations of men: basically screwed. They're unlikely to breed. If they do, they will be becoming voluntary slave-men for their whore overseers. Not a pleasant thought at all.

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Hypergamy is a Label

In my last post I tried to put across the idea that what we think of the world isn't necessarily the actual world. It's just a mental map of how we think the world works - and of course the real world is quite happy to smack us upside the head and leave us panicking because we can't figure out why the fuck it decided to do that.

The reason that we're panicking is because we've taken the mental map and said "this is reality - end of story". Now our mental map is broken and we don't have a working map or the mental flexibility to roll with things. We've been too fixated on the damn mental map for too long.

So lets have a look at a common mental map we have in the manosphere: hypergamy.

Characteristics of hypergamy might include: sex with random men, cheating, leaving a man for a perceived higher-status man, deliberately getting pregnant by a man, narcissism/selfishness, divorce/frivorce, lying, BPD/NPD behavior, etc ad infinitum.

Now, we could say that this is an evolved behavior for an enhanced chance of better genes being spread. It might even be somewhat true. Yet I could also argue that such evolved behavior should have been nearly wiped-out evolutionary-wise by the force of 10-15,000 years that we know humanity spent living semi-civilized in villages and towns and cities and the like.

For example, in the days of 5,000 years ago: if you caught someone screwing your wife you probably killed the pair of them. It's unlikely it was a one-off thing, she was probably cheating on you regularly. May as well finish it for good. Hell, maybe even the kids too: chances are they ain't yours. You probably didn't sit around pulling your limp dick while five guys with big penises jackhammered your wife in rapid succession (cuckold porn).

In the more modern old days these behaviors were frowned upon: they often resulted in the ending of the female family line. Social pressure was a tremendously powerful force. If a girl made a mistake and was extremely lucky, her family might rally-round to keep it secret, raise any bastard children, etc. She had to toe the fuckin' line. Otherwise she'd likely be thrown out of the family, disowned, and end up prostituting herself to live day-to-day. Chances were high that she died.

Let's look at it from a different angle. Let's say that these characteristics attributed to hypergamy are simply learned bad behavior - or a lack of learned good behavior. Let's say that these characteristics are becoming more commonly-noted because society has gotten a lot easier on women simply because they're women (aka we give them the pussy pass).

Take a dog. It develops bad habits. Do you leave it with those bad habits? Shit no! You train it. Positive and negative reinforcement, depending upon what's appropriate. Eventually you end up with a well-trained and well-behaved dog.

In the old days they had ways of controlling (training) their women. Punishments. Social ostracism which was a force that actually meant something. They were married young before they started messing around, then it became the new husband's job to train and deal with her appropriately. Even boot her out if she was far too obstroperous, the children (if any) going to him because he had the income and could afford to raise them.

Any woman who was 16+ years old was considered a spinster - undesirable, probably too set in her ways, and highly likely incapable of being trained to appropriate behavior. After all, if she had developed appropriate behavior, she wouldn't still be single. She'd have been snapped up by a man pleased to have her.

In the old days in Japan, bukkake was a degrading punishment for a woman. These days in the world it's pornography, a sex act that some women glorify in. The more the merrier.

Where's our modern training for curbing bad habits? What do you mean, training? It ain't there no more. Even mention it and you will be subjected to an open deluge of foulness, scorn, spite, physical blows, and hatred that no man would have ever received from a "decent" woman 100+ years ago.

Look at an untrained dog that has developed bad habits. We ain't stopping it, so it's just gonna continue. It's probably gonna get worse (from our point of view) because we ain't laying down and enforcing any boundaries, training it to do more acceptable things. Just let it do whatever the fuck it wants with a "who cares" attitude.

Why are girls getting stinking drunk, having a piss or shit on the sidewalk, passing out in a pool of their own puke, fucking any man they like, and getting knocked up? Because nobody's laid down the boundaries, penalized bad behavior, and reinforced good behavior. (Bad and good from a social as well as a personal view.) In fact there's a vocal group going: "You go girrrrrl!" at the top of their lungs.

Which is why blogs like this one exist: pointing out the incidents and saying "this is what's going on, don't ignore this shit-awful behavior or give it a pass". While we're not allowed to beat the girls black and blue when they give us the finger and go do more bad stuff, we can at least warn each other that this is going on and say "don't get involved in that crap - they just ain't worth the pain".

Hypergamy? Yeah, you could put it in a neat little box and label it and say that it's an evolved behavior.

Chances are a fuckload higher that it's simply selfish, self-centered, narcissistic, acting-out bad behavior by a bunch of childish little cunts who've never had the belt around the arse from daddy to teach them better. There's certainly nothing else out there to restrain these little cum-buckets from wrecking things.

(Like the whole government providing incentives to baby-mommas by paying for their womb-turds. Stupid, stupid fuckers who made that a "thing". They're simply - deliberately? - destroying the restraints which keep women in families to raise a decent next generation. Ditto for divorce, frivorce, etc.

To knock it into people's fucking heads: When you give people money for doing something, they're going to do it. Especially when it's now lauded by the fucktards going: "You go girrrrrl!" at the top of their lungs. Yes, glorify those brave, battling single mommies - who no fucking way would be doing this if they weren't getting a handout to help them cope.)

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All About Her Experiences

I love, love, love FaceCrap for all the attention-whoring that it reveals amongst my woman "intimates". A prime example has cropped crapped up in the last couple of days.

The Eagles are coming in concert to the Vector Arena in Auckland, sometime in March. Which is all cool and shit, 'cause I kinda like the eagles. I grew up with 'em.

Along comes this decent-looking 35+ self-entitled twat splurting out with: "I spent $2,200 to go see him in March!"

I'm raising my eyebrows - really, $2,200 to go see a live performance of The Eagles? What fucking crack have you been smoking? Some of her other male friends seem to be just as incredulous - one commenter asks if she got gold-plated seats and gets to keep them. Oh no - she bought tickets for herself, her mother, and her father. Over $700 apiece (platinum seats - gold, so passé).

Incredible daughter alert indeed! She's also dribbling about this being the 3rd time seeing them live. One of her (female) friends is dribbling about how it's worth every penny (note the female validation from the herd).

Myself, I'm laughing inside. Half a week's wages per ticket for a fairly hefty-working Joe around here. Someone on minimum wage (about $15 an hour) that's a week's wages per ticket. More actually, once das gubermint rips out the taxes. Spent on a concert.

But wait - there's more! She's hoping that she can throw her bra to the stage from her seat.

A few more comments, then she decides: actually she's going to throw her undies! Just need to decide whether they should be clean or worn. Decisions, decisions...so hard...

Yes, like he's going to want to specially pick up your undies and sniff them. "Mmmmm that smells soooo good. Get that cunt up here, I'm gonna ream all her holes seven ways from Sunday."

The best part: I know this chick doesn't make this kind of money. Her hubby, however, makes some decent dough. Her slave-man just spent a couple weeks wages so his slut can take her mommy and daddy to a concert, throw her panties up on stage to the musician that she has the hots for, and (maybe) get some high-status/famous cock crammed into her cunt. At least, in her dreams.

Damn amusing, seeing such cautionary tales for all men coming up in social media. Not even hiding it. Silly, silly cunts.

Be Selfish

Yes men, be selfish. Always.

Every now and then when I've been hanging around the useless sacks of shit too much, I start to realise that I've begun to slip-slide into the Beta and accommodating mindset once more. It's damn aggravating when I notice it. It's an indication that I'm too much around the fucktards, and shows quite starkly that the bloody shit-awful conditioning of fifty-odd years still has it's grip on me.

It's tempting to swear about my mother and grandmother lying to me all my life. And especially my ex-wife bitchifying my mindset.

These are actually the times when I have to grab myself by the scruff of the neck and give myself a shaking. Times to take responsibility for myself. Times to step away from the crap for a while and simply go semi-ghost.

Now the PUAs would say that it's a good thing, it gets teh wimminz curious about you once you get back into circulation. "Why'd you disappear? Why'd you go? What'd you do?" And you can come out with a mysterious and aloof smile and suavely change the subject.

Wrong mindset. Catering to the pussy once more.

It's like going to get some tattoos because modern slutty girls love-love-love guys with tattoos. Because that's a signal of the criminal class, gets her wet, blah blah blah blah. Again, wrong mindset. Catering to the pussy.

Endlessly.

If you're going to get tats, do it for your own good reasons - something meaningful to you personally. So you can pick up some entitled slut who hasn't a clue why she gets superficially wet at the thought of a man with tats? Wrong reason.

Tongue piercing, to show that you will happily be a Beta who will mutilate and debase himself for her oral pleasure? Wrong reason.

Selfies of you doing adventure-type stuff, that you put up somewhere to impress her? Wrong reason.

We men, we do things far too much for the wrong reasons in life. We need to do them for the right reasons: for our own fun and profit, and fuck y'all don't bother asking why wherefore whatever or any-fucking-thing. Noneayabizniz.

For myself, getting away from the bullshit lets me concentrate on myself, my health, and what really matters in life. Myself. Nobody else.

Because no-fucking-way am I here to cater to your shitty and selfish desires and whims. I'm'a concentrate on my own. Your entitled cunt won't be around for the rest of my life, while my body'n'soul sure as hell will be.

The last time I walked away I had great improvements in my health and strength. I got to a new plateau: 500kg leg press with the full range of motion. (That means that at the bottom of the movement my legs were at a 90-degree angle. Think full-squat and you'll get the picture. Which is the next thing to improve.)

Time to concentrate selfishly on me once more. Fuck y'all, piss off and leave me alone, people. I'll come back when I'm good an' ready.