No Quiet

As an extreme introvert, something that a man over /r/MGTOW states resonates very much with me:

The Present Narrative:
Chase chase chase, compete compete compete.
Put down that game and stop watching porn, learn PUA, learn how to become a master at reading women, wife up that former party chick.
Oh what's that, not having success? Suck it up and quit being a beta male, the world owes you nothing. Try again. So what if you had a tiring work week? Go out and chase that chick otherwise you're a faggot. And put a ring on it. Buy an expensive car and a nice house along with other frivolous bullshit to signal that you have status, it's important.
Huh, she's divorcing you? Your fault, she wants an alpha male and you're still too much like a boy. Quit complaining that you're losing half your shit and need to pay alimony, it's all part of the game. You do like the game, don't you? Because if you don't, well you're just a sore loser.

No peace? No interest. Fuck all of it.

This one strikes the gold dead-center.

I've heard things from married men, also - quite a few of them. Their wives don't seem to like it when they sit around doing nothing. Sucks when you're sick and physically incapable of doing anything.

I could throw out talk about slavemasters wanting their slaves to work until they drop, and why women hate mens hobbies unless they make teh wimminz lives better, and why men who go through debilitating sickness (ie cancer) suddenly find themselves divorced, etc.

It's all been said before. There's no need to repeat.

A long time ago, I stated that personal time and space is gold for men.

Remember that the whole PUA-sphere is also interested in whacking out your personal time and space (so that they can sell you their latest snake-oil for $$$, never forget that).

Business also. A lot of what I deal with is dumb bullshit that basically takes up 80% of my mental energy and workspace and time. Cut out the horseshit, work for 4 hours a day, and my productivity would be massively higher. I'd also have more mental time to relax and chill out, enjoy things that are good for me and my health, do stuff around my home, and similar.

Of course, if I'm tired I don't get the chance to think things through clearly and tell the boss that he's a fucking idiot. I mean, just imagine saying this to the boss: "Let me get this straight. I do Oracle DBA work, SQL Server DBA work, I've done Cisco networking, server work, programming, all of which you pay me six figures for - and you want me to adjust some fucking PA's Outlook because you're too cheap to hire a $30k a year entry-level computer person. You're pulling my fucking leg, right?"

Retards.

Part of whacking out your personal time and space is so that you don't have the mental energy and space to think clearly. Which is why women do the same to their boyfriends and hubbies in the off-hours.

'Cause if you were thinking clearly: once she stopped putting it out (aka enslaving you to her vagina) and pulled the pin on the fat-grenade, then you'd look at her and either smack her up a bit for the bullshit or walk the fuck out.

Not Hard To Understand

Over on /r/MGTOW is a fairly simple post about YAWALT: some girls never growing up, and avoiding temptation. One of the comments there, by good_man_gone, includes a gem:

Women are among the simplest creatures on planet earth yet society makes them out as "hard to understand".

This has sparked similar gems in the comments:

Women do not want to be known as "easy to understand" because that means they'd be a commodity, average, common, uninteresting. Each one thinks their Uggs and pumpkin spice lattes and Coach bags are distinct and unusual and valuable. They all say "I'm not like other women".

Which they are. Very, very easy to understand. Very, very much a commodity. Very, very average. Very, very common. Very, very uninteresting.

Ask yourself honestly: if you couldn't stick your dick in them, would you listen to their inane bullshit for one millisecond?

They aren't hard to understand. Rather, the truth is hard or impossible for most to accept.

The truth is hard to get past all the brainwashing that you've been subjected to. Every. Single. Moment. Of. Your. Life.

In fact, they are incredibly simple once you understand the primary contradiction of women: They simultaneously want to display independence and receive protection/security/free stuff. That's it.

Correct, though I think that's only the bare minimum way of wording it. It doesn't go far enough.

Think: "Women want fried ice."

What men want is meaningless. It's all about her.

She wants it ALL. She wants it NOW. She wants it YESTERDAY. She wants fucking more TOMORROW. And the demands will all be changed then, SO FUCKING STAY AWAKE.

Note that there is nothing in there about her working for or earning it. She just wants it to be given to her. On a plate. Preferably silver. With a gold cover. Studded with rubies, emeralds, and diamonds. Wrapped in a tacky bow. ('Cause she has no taste what-so-ever.)

In other words: She wants to be a parasite. A leech or tick, growing fat on her host. (As Terrence Popp states: she wants to be a lazy bitch and will pull the pin on the fat-grenade.)

I forget which classical writer said something along the lines of "understanding women is bad morals". I have to disagree.

Understanding women brings clarity and eventual peace to your life.

The pain and difficulty that we men go through is the process of breaking through the lies and throwing off the shackles.

Hypergamy or Lazy Parasite?

Commentor Sven Sversen makes a great long comment on my post about women being Infantile:

"Hypergamy" is a term borrowed from biology, I believe. It refers to a preference for mating *upward*: Men don't want girls they look up to (Pyjama Boy does, if he wants a girl at all, but he's defective). Girls are only attracted to men they look up to. They are *only* attracted to men they consider superior to themselves.

Yeah, yeah, men *fantasize* about 10s. And some fantasize about girl-power action hero fantasy characters. But basically all men can happily be in love for their whole lives with very ordinary women who they consider weaker than themselves. If a man thinks his wife is stronger than himself, every man and every woman (most especially his wife) thinks he's a pussy, defective. A loser.

A man is happy if he's the source of strength. A woman is happy if HE is the source of strength. She is *miserable* if *she* is the source of strength. That's hypergamy.
Women absolutely require that their man be emotionally and physically stronger than them, and dominant. Dominant in an effortless, casual way. If he's not smarter and higher earning too, he'd better be a hell of a charming SOB.

I know a female statistician married to a senior fireman. You know how women are about firemen. He's a level headed, responsible man who leads men, sound judgment, proven physically brave, a great father, and pre-selected to hell and back -- well out of her league by any sane standards. She's unhaaapy because she makes more money and he doesn't put her in her place. Silly bitch. She should be on her knees thanking God for letting her have this man in her life.

But he doesn't know how to put her in her place, and she makes more money.
That's hypergamy. Nothing to do with pre-selection. It's about relative "value", as women perceive it in their narrow little pea brains. That woman has an IQ nearly as high as mine and knows ten times more math -- and she's got the brains of a goldfish.

I was just thinking about the dominance thing the other day. I'm pretty funny, faster on my feet than most. I have a hell of an imagination. I can improvise the craziest shit. It takes all that every day to keep my girlfriend submissive, and she ain't in my league by half, on looks or anything else. Plus I earn twice what she does, and she knows it. Silly American bitch. Delusional.

If I've got to work to stay on top of this one, WTF is the average guy supposed to do? Nine hours hanging sheetrock or some shit and he's supposed to come home and effortlessly dominate an exchange of repartee with some angry fat skank? How about you boil the fucking spaghetti and shut your trap, Jumbo?

Maybe you MGTOW guys have a point. These dumb bitches are psychotic.

For the record it looks like the term Hypergamy comes from the Social Sciences, according to Wikipedia (there's some contention between Evolutionary Psychology and Social Learning Theorists). It is very much worth reading what Wikipedia says about it - though keep in mind that Wikipedia is only the topmost fluff-and-bare-bones of any subject. We also need to keep in mind that anything to do with society and social sciences is open to observer bias and interpretation (including our own).

(I find it interesting that in India, the higher cost of arranging dowries for their daughters is causing some rural Indians to commit female infanticide in the form of aborting female fetuses. This makes me think back to the old times when men wanted SONS to help them on the farm, 'cause at least they were useful...)

(I also find it very interesting the feminist analysis/slant/propaganda HAH! They can say all they want that hypergamy must be analyzed in the context of a patriarchal system - doesn't mean that assertion is true. More on that later)

Definitely men would prefer a lower-attractiveness, less-hassle woman long-term. It's bad enough to be coming back from a hell day and then have to deal with someone who's decided to be Mz Bitch™ for the evening and night...you get no fuckin' rest. Which is their MO, if you're tired out you'll be more likely to give in and give Mz Bitch™ what she wants.

Totally correct about men and women being miserable if they think the man is the weaker of the couple. Yet it seems to happen all the time. Why the misery? It's social conditioning - the man should be the stronger, the woman the weaker. Yet, thanks to female machinations in society and laws: upon entering the marriage the man has no power, the woman has all the power. Instant reversal of all the power dynamics.

Further she will deliberately attempt to change her man into something weaker. Which is why so many men end up as hollow shells. Read my post on Personal Time and Space is Golden for Men - especially think about the bit in the middle regarding domestic abuse, flipped on it's head, if she were another man pulling that crazy nagging shit. On the whole, deliberately turning the man she loved into a nothing that she'd rather not waste spit upon is psychotic to an extreme.

So let's look at this harder. Women *say* that they want a man superior to them etc...yet their *actions* are a constant attempt to deliberately destroy that man. One of the things that we are so big on in the Manosphere, the PUA's and MGTOW's and MRA's alike, is a pragmatic rule of thumb: "When words and actions do not match, always believe actions."

By their actions these women are saying: "I want to destroy you."

Which action-message is pretty-much confirmed when we start looking at the statistics regarding common male-destructive situations involving: false rape accusations, false domestic violence accusations, and frivorce. Think about that, when you think about your constant struggle with being dominant over your self-stated bog-average and very-far-below-you girlfriend.

Let's look at your senior fireman. Strong, handsome, a leader - unfortunately his wife makes more money than he does. This makes him unhappy because as the highest money-earner, she's the one in control and he's not really able to put her in her place - which both situations likewise make her unhappy. Why might this be?

Once I read The Predatory Female and The Manipulated Man (both in the list of Worthwhile Books page up top) I realized three things:

1/ Women are parasites.

2/ Parasites are lazy.

3/ Women are therefore lazy.

And that is the root of so-called hypergamy.

Women are marrying up - to guys who make more money, or are of a higher social standing/caste than they are (which usually includes money) - because they can then slack off, pump out a couple kids, and be fucking lazy with the excuse of "looking after the children". (I remember that Terrence Popp put out a video about women pumping out kids every couple of years. Also look up the concept of baby-jail and women having whoopsies to deliberately trap men.)

This is why your fireman's wife is unhaaaapy. He's unhappy because he's been conditioned all his life that "the man brings in more than the woman", it's part of the social memes that we all run mentally. She's unhappy because she can't be a lazy cunt and slack off while bringing up kiddies - one of the easiest jobs out there, especially these days.

'Cause she's gotten used to a certain amount of dollars coming in, y'know, the lifestyle-thing and all to which she has become accustomed...she's not attracted entirely to the man above her, she's attracted to the potentially lazy life that he represents, and her current hubby just ain't cuttin' it on that front.

Recently I've been putting up the posts about interchangeable, and a couple of those posts are about society and relationships. The whole basis of those posts, the underpinning, is laziness taken to an extreme.

So let's have a thought-experiment. Let's suppose that you demonstrate the following:

1/ Paying cash for expensive things of quality (not crapple status items and electroshit hybrid cars, but *true* quality)

2/ Being quite happy with second-hand stuff that is cheap but serviceable

3/ Having absolutely no debt of any kind (no credit card, no car finance, no mortgage, no bank loan or overdraft)

4/ That you work only the required hours to do the above - by choice! - and absolutely refuse to work harder/longer

I know two guys in exactly this situation. One has a house of his own that he paid cash for and he never bothers with women. He never has. He got the money together by living with his parents until he was 29-ish, he's now pushing his 40's. He's basically invisible to women, plus being totally not interested.

The other guy is 27 and rents, probably will for life. Without fail, every time, the woman in his life eventually breaks it off - calls him a "loser" - and forgets he exists. Utterly dead to her. (I'm almost in this situation myself - while I like fucking women, they don't tend to stay long once they grasp how my mentality works - which is "buy to last a lifetime". I will not buy certain things more than once.)

Why does this happen to these guys?

Because they're not easy prey. Neither of them. The parasite cannot lure them into the debt-trap of buy-buy-buy, new-new-new, upgrade-upgrade-upgrade, must-keep-up-with-the-Joneses, etc for her benefit. She cannot leech off of them. Once that becomes clear she reverts to her default of laziness. Fuck it. All men are interchangeable. I'll go find another loser that I can wrap around my finger and turn into my slave.

It's also very interesting to note that those four things make up a good start to the ideal partner - for a man. You might call that the mythical NAWALT, which I have written about a couple of times.

The feminist slant on Wikipedia states:

Feminist analysis of hypergamy says the practice needs to be understood in the context of a patriarchial system: ...

Yet when we flip it on it's head, when we look at it in the context of a matriarchal system where the women call the shots, where the women receive the benefits, and where the women are the ones in ultimate control - it looks a helluva lot like a parasite fastening onto a host, a slaveowner driving their slave to the ragged edge and an early grave.

No wonder they demand that it be examined in the context of a patriarchy, examining it in the context of a matriarchy makes them look like parasites and slaveowners.

But then, we already know that slavery is alive and well.

And now it is my Monday AM. Time to sleep, to give over the on-call to someone else later today, do my work, go to the gym, and finally go for a relaxing wander down the local beach. No woman earbashing me, no parasite leeching off me...a Man's heaven on earth...

Slavery Is Alive And Well

Reader Apex came out with a comment about usury on this post:

The Right should join forces with the left on this one point - that it's the money game by the bankers causing the problem. The debt held by banks is far higher than entitlements. Usury is a sin.

An interesting thought. Unfortunately, as I'm going to show, expecting anything of the government - right or left - is an exercise in futility. It's a smokescreen. It's a form of confusing/confused doublethink that the government and all indulge in.

Because government is also in on the scam that is usury, in a shitload bigger way than the banks.
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To start, we need to understand: without the modern credit/debt cycle, without a large number of people constantly slaving away to pay their monetary master's, our entire financial system will collapse (causing an instant recession/depression, chaos, etc). Which is why by-God the government and Fed bailed out the banks in 2008-2009, after allowing a token couple to bite the dust.

So. All these idiot people working madly to keep paying off $25+k of credit card debt are the modern equivalent of slaves. The best part from the slaveowner's point of view is that the slaves think they are free and so they do their absolute best to keep ahead of things.

Hell, they are free even to go and get pissed and fuck random people - burn their lungs out with carcinogens - buy shit that they don't actually need to live - travel the country and world to see things (I'm down with this one in a big way) - and will voluntarily work their asses off for all of these privileges plus more. In a way you have to admire the warped thinking and logic behind it.

The modern slaveowners love this. They only have to tell people simple lies like "you can have it all" and dangle the image of the carrot in front of them - especially teh wimminz. Teh wimminz then apply the pressure to their husbands. The slaveowners no longer have to:

1/ feed and house their slaves
2/ hire guards and the like to watch over and whip their slaves into doing actual work
3/ put up with shoddy workmanship (or sabotage) by someone who doesn't give a flying shit

Slavery has not gone away. Now it's changed, gotten a pleasanter and kinder and blander face on it, to involve the swapping of tokens of putative value (money) for voluntary effort put in. There is not a huge difference between the modern slave to their credit card/house mortgage and the old slave from the song Sixteen Tons:

Sixteen tons, whaddaya get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Hey Saint Peter don't you give me no call
I owe my soul to the Company store

Effectively I am a slave to my bank, via the "venerable institution" of owning a mortgage. Most men do this in service to teh wimminz and teh fambly, maintaining them at a socially-accepted-and-enforced minimum state of luxury - preferably more.
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It's interesting, digging into the origin of words. Going through the chain:

Latin: mortuus - dead - to Old French: mort
Old French: gage - pledge
Old French: mortgage - dead pledge

Which eventually ended up in English. You could literally say that it is a pledge that must be paid even after my death. Which is why I am forced to have insurance, just in case I'm hit by a bus or end up catching some terminal disease or develop cancer before finishing paying these assholes back.
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One problem with usury is that it's designed to restrict the amount of money available. This results in artificial shortage for the worker, as it forces him to hand over more money than the value of the item he's bought (credit card or mortgage). People will do damn near anything rather than starve to death.

The thing is that historically, shortages of money leads to less spending which leads to things like recessions and depressions. So what do they (the slaveowners) do about this? Generally they create more money, hopefully at a rate just slightly faster than the shortage of money would become noticeable. AKA inflation.

Go back to using gold and silver as money? Or something else that is fixed and not easily expandable?

You have a problem: economic output and new workers. People build stuff. So they go and build a few thousand more houses, or other public works, and they still need to be paid, plus they've got kids who when they grow up will start working and need to get paid. Where does the circulating money for the doubled or tripled population come from?

Generally you can't just open another silver mine to dig the stuff up and turn it into coins - apart from the fact that it requires more money to pay the workers, there just isn't that much silver around. That was the whole basis of turning it into your money supply. If it was that easy to get people would go and dig it up themselves, just like they did with the gold and silver rushes of the past. (The people who really made money were those selling supplies.)

So you end up doing what Nero did in the times of the Roman Empire: you debase the currency. Suddenly coins that started out as 100% silver went down to 85% silver. There was more physical coinage in circulation, it was just worth less value-wise (and you couldn't really tell). Other emperors did the same. Eventually, after about 200 years, the silver denarii had about 1% silver (sometimes nothing) and wheat that originally cost 1 denarius a bushel cost 200+ denarii a bushel.

Which is what we're seeing right now, with our stealth-inflation of something over 5% each year in our crappy fiat currencies. From the slave-owner's point of view, it's easier and sneakier to digitally multiply everything by 10 because you don't actually see any changes on the street - not like you're suddenly handing over two or three fistfuls of coins for a loaf of bread when you only used to hand over a couple of coins. It's also a helluva lot easier than dividing the silver content of a coin by 10, going from .900/90% (the old USA silver) to .090/9% overnight. Which is basically what happened twice in the USA:

1/ The United States Gold Reserve Act (1934) forced everyone to hand over all their gold and gold certificates to the Treasury, for $20-odd per troy ounce. Then they made gold worth $35 per troy ounce, effectively causing a shitload of inflation in an attempt to increase the money supply. The process also put everyone onto an overt silver standard instead instead of the gold standard (including silver certificates).

2/ In 1964 the USA stopped issuing silver coins (.900) and went to issuing cupro-nickel, I suppose because it was cheaper and easier to find and allowed them to make a heap more money for day-to-day circulation. It also allowed the USA to print paper bills much easier, effectively doing whatever the fuck they wanted with their money.

So of course the USA did this, despite the boast that any and all foreign holders of $US could be converted to gold at the rate of $35 per troy ounce. Yippee skip, until the French announced officially in 1965 that they would be exchanging their $US for gold at the official rate. In 1966 it came out that the USA held $13.2 billion worth of gold, their in-country monetary supply was $10 billion, which left a puny $3.2 billion worth of gold to cover foreign holdings of $14 billion printed US-dollars. Much happiness all around for those foreigners holding the dollars. You see, it only cost the USA a few cents per to engrave a plate and print a pallet-load of $US100 bills, but the foreigners had to pony up $100 of actual goods or gold to get the said $100 bill.

Then in 1971 Richard Nixon said "we no longer allow people to convert US$ to gold", dropping the gold standard - and eventually letting inflation run riot through the 1970's because there was less than nothing stopping these morons from printing a shitload of $100 bills costing $0.01 per. (This is just a simplistic explanation - google for The Great Inflation and suchlike if you want more detail etc.)

All this through the centuries was the origin of the term "bad money drives out good money" - it had the effect of driving good money out of circulation, because hey that one is 90% silver instead of a crappy 40% silver or shitty cupro-nickel. Stick it aside for a rainy day or for the kids. For a long time after the death of the silver standard in 1964, when the USA stopped circulating silver coins, people were finding the occasional silver coin in their change and hoarding it away.
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What's the solution? Damifino.

Thing is, no matter what you do, there are some men who are going to be industrious and gather together more than others (more than their "fair share" in leftist-socialist terms, which means "give it to me you hard-working slave"). And there are a lot of people who are going to piss everything away, and get into debt, and fuck their lives over for whatever reason (not even counting sheer bad luck happening). There are builders of fortunes and wasters of fortunes, the ants and the grasshoppers, and the grasshoppers want a free-ride on the ants.

A good number of women are in the waster/grasshopper category, especially these days. This is simply because they've never learned discipline. They've not been forced to, and they're not going to be forced to while the government instead forcibly taxes (steals from) those who build and gives a helluva chunk of it to those who waste. Especially teh wimminz who have done the wondrous thing of popping out a few fuckin' womb-turds from guys she doesn't even remember (like *giving birth* is something spe-shul that has never happened in the million-year history of the human race) so she holds out her hand all piteous-like for fuckin' help.
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Usury is a sin? A transgression of divine law?

Definitely.

It is a theft from your fellow-man. Commandment #8: Thou shalt not steal.

Just like the slavery of old times, when the stealing was the direct theft of a man's personal time and effort, forcing him to work - and if he didn't like it, hang or crucify or whip him to death as an example (Commandment #6: Thou shalt not murder). Then put another slave in his place, fuckit, there's plenty more where he came from.

These days the slavery is more stealthy, more benign, more relaxed. We submit to it voluntarily, unthinkingly, through usury and taxation, both thefts of our personal time and effort.

Business also spends a great deal of time forcing us to do make-work, 8+ hours a day, plus travel times to and from work. These are also designed to drain our energy and time. At the end of it we are happy if we can relax at the end of the day with a drink and our feet up, so drained from jumping through hoops of business' design that we have very little energy and time for ourselves. (Then we go looking for a wimminz to fuck and jump through *her* hoops as well in an effort to prove ourselves worthy of teh gold-lined pussy - la de fricken dah, we sure as shit spend a lotta time jumping through *somebody's* time-and-effort-wasting hoops.)

If we're married, we're forced keep teh wimminz happy for the rest of the day before sleeping, and our weekend goes to maintaining the house and grounds while she claims to be "utterly drained" by the "enormous effort" of looking after the children, cooking for 1-2 hours a day, washing clothing for 1-2 hours a week, and vacuuming and otherwise cleaning for 1-2 hours a week.

So 1/3rd of our time goes to sleeping (if we're lucky), 1/3rd of our time goes to working for a business that will dump our ass if we fuck up or they just want to reduce staff for whatever reason, and the remaining 1/3rd goes towards making teh wimmin's haaaaappppy by keeping the luxury-level of the house and grounds and cars and boat and what-the-fuck-else up to scratch or better - we're lucky if we get to have what is supposed to be "quality time" with the kids. (And then she divorces you out of the blue because yadda yadda yadda ad-fucking-nauseum...)

Of the two overt forms of usury (the business and wimminz being covert) I think that taxation is the worst form of theft. For example: We are taxed to build roads, we are taxed to use those roads (extra taxes on fuel, licenses, tolls, etc), and we are taxed if we do something that is deemed stupid upon those roads (speeding, driving erratically, drunkenness, etc - though in this case it is to discourage dangerous behaviour which can kill the driver and others using the roads).

If *all* that taxation went into providing useful infrastructure, I would not gripe so much about it. When a large amount goes to teh wimminz though...

...insert your own long list of the utterly-valueless wimminz crapola and shithole behaviour that we all know and loathe these days...

Why Women Buy So Much Junk

One of the things that has amused me as I've grown and explored the nature of women has been applying it to the idea (the so-called "study") of modern economics.

One of the basic ideas is that people only buy things they need - which immediately throws a spanner into the works of the whole idea. Marketing (aka propaganda) spends billions yearly trying to manufacture "needs" in people for the non-essential junk that they peddle.

It works, too.

Another concept is obsolescence. So much wastage in society involves creating a "new" shell for a car when the guts of it don't change in any truly revolutionary manner. Are you encouraged to take the old shell off and put the new one on? No! Instead you must buy a new car!

Again, it works.

Women are encouraged to get 100+ pairs of shoes (no really rational reason why - apart from an intangible feelgood).

Men encouraged to get a new car each year (again no really rational reason why - apart from the intangible feelgood of attracting more of teh wimminz).

So all right, perhaps there is a reason. It makes her and him both feel sexier. Both become more attractive to the opposite sex. Marketing, fashion, all that good stuff - which lets somebody sell their garbage to you and they have an opportunity to vacuum your wallet for their profit. Sex sells, baby.

So does social status. "Keeping up with the Jones's", as hackney'd as that sounds. This one is aimed squarely at teh wimminz, because they are the only ones who bother to focus that much on "social appearances". The marketers aren't stupid. Only it's not the Jones's anymore, it's the Jane's. All her femicunt frenemies.

Thus the business of slutting it up in the arms-race to get your very own slave. Work him for a few years, frivorce, slut it up once more while you look for the next useful idiot.

Men tend to wake up relatively quickly and stop themselves from buying too much useless shit. Mostly because it's always the women's crap coming out of our pocket - and those aren't endlessly fuckin' deep.

Women though, they don't seem to wake up to it. It seems that the reason might be twofold: 1/ they're generally more impulsive rather than thinking things through, and 2/ they're generally more entitled and expect the men in their lives to buy this junk for them.

I would be surprised if the latter isn't a large reason for the number of Men seeming to wake up to women's general rapaciousness and worthlessness these days. Marketing focuses their sights predominantly on women, women then expect men to pay for this junk. Men who end up either ruined, or badly burned, or burned out and disgusted by this overt using of them.

I wrote before about a guy whose wife broke up with him out of the blue, said breakup being a total surprise to him. Said ex-wife having over 100 pairs of shoes. Said ex-wife currently living in his house, which he paid for, while he is off working in another city. The reason she's there rent-free while he's away? He needs someone to look after the place and his cats and the like...

These days, what more can you expect for a segment of the population who have been both coddled and trained since birth to expect and demand special treatment? Even better, to conveniently "forget" the last bout of special treatment and look for more? Better yet, the number of men trained since birth to provide this special treatment unthinkingly as a matter of course?

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Female Slavery: Voluntary or Involuntary

Hold on tight, this is going to be controversial. With that happy thought in mind, I will make feminists squirm and spin in their graves as I use their own definitions to state:

Women, you will become slaves once more. It is inevitable.

The process might be voluntary, submitting yourself willingly to a man. As the so-called Red Pill Women state they are willing to do (not that I personally believe them - at any rate, to feminists this is slavery to the mythical and hated Patriarchy).

The process might be involuntary, as your conqueror takes you forcibly into his bed. As the militants of the Islamic State are doing with the enslaved women of their conquered, after slaughtering the men and boys over 12 years old.

It might be fast and gentle, as you meekly and happily submit yourself to Men once more. With the sure knowledge that you are preserving your civilization and social structure and your own children by voluntarily restricting your choices and submitting to self-discipline enforced by Men.

It might be slow and painful, as only the tougher and nastier Men survive. With the painfully uncertain knowledge that your children and grandchildren will be struggling and dying in a declining world. Your submission and self-discipline will be brutally enforced, your children possibly killed, your genetic line possibly ended.

In the former situation, your load will be light and bearable. Technology will remain, improve, grow. Your day's work around the home might be accomplished with a few button-presses. Your duties might be little more than rearing children while being pleasant and warm and accommodating and making a Man feel welcome and valued and appreciated when he returns at the end of the day. Very little real effort for being personally taken care of and your children taken care of. You might hardly call this slavery at all, more a benevolent Patriarchal sexism.

In the latter situation, your load will be harsh and painful. Technology will have declined with civilization, as resources are used up and better technology is not created. Your day's work will become never-ending and of a back-breaking nature. Your duties will be dull and stultify your mind. You will be taken - forcibly - as and when desired, and you will share your life with several other slave-women in the same situation as you. The better-looking you are, the higher the chance of you becoming a favorite, the greater the envy and hatred and various attacks of the other slave-women.

Either way, only slaves of varying social ranks and status remain.

Collectively and individually: your choice, women.

And in that day seven women shall take hold of one man, saying,
We will eat our own bread, and wear our own apparel: only
let us be called by thy name, to take away our reproach. - Isiah 4:1

I am curious as to what is the reproach of the above seven women. I find that I must ask Isiah one question: What's in it for the man that these seven women accost?

I somehow doubt that the quieter and gentler scenario will happen. That would require self-reflection and introspection and willingness on women's part. The default reaction of the feminist-indoctrinated, with regards to unpleasant (ie anti-doctrine) ideas and thoughts, is to reflexively spit in your eye.

There is another path which I've not mentioned above. It is the path of ectogenesis: artificial wombs. It might be very mild in its application: a fetus taken early from a mother's womb and raised to normalcy. A perfect solution for those mothers who are too posh to push, for the generally heavier babies these days, and for the problem of premature babies.

A little more out there: driven by a better understanding of genetics and the like, Men bypass women entirely and create genetically superior Men. It might be surreptitious at first - simply imagine the squalling from the femme-brigade at the thought of being bypassed entirely, their genetic line flushed down the toilet. Women become effective second-class citizens, looked down upon with either lordly scorn or benign indulgence, depending upon the nature of the Man involved.

Tonight I will sip Grand Marnier and look - admittedly sadly - through these Crap Colored Glasses™ into the murky future. I wonder if what I see will come to fruition, or something better, or something much worse...

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.

Lies Women Tell Themselves About Oopsies

So approximately 40% of children are oopsies, the girl wasn't planning on getting pregnant, it just happened. Never mind the scientifically-proven <1% failure rate of The Pill.

From The Great Female Con by Andey Randead:

But if you want proof [that it's no accident], here's how you get it. If it was genuinely an accident, then accidents can be fixed. If she resists fixing the accident because she's suddenly Mother Theresa and can't fix it on religious grounds, it's not an accident. If she can't fix it on moral grounds, it's not an accident. If she can't fix it because she's afraid of medical complications, it's not an accident. 

Bottom line is, if she's claiming it was an accident and she still wants the baby, it was not an accident. If for any reason keeping a child really wasn't what she wanted and didn't work for her, she would have the problem fixed in a heartbeat, no questions asked. Putting up any resistance whatsoever to fixing the problem is proof that it was planned.

It gets better:

Some women actually get sloppy in their birth control on purpose so they can even convince themselves that it was an accident. She doesn't want to live with knowing the only reason you married her is because of her getting herself pregnant. She, too, wants to believe it was an accident. You stepping up once you heard of this accident is what they want to believe. 

That's how women can be. Not only do they want "the program" badly, but they want it on their terms and on circumstances that make them feel better about it. So, even putting her on a polygraph machine to determine the truth won't necessarily get you the truth, because often they, too, come to believe it was an accident.

There you have it. A lie that she has deceived herself into believing. Then she can pass it on with a clear conscience without a chance of being caught out in it. Andey Randead has even more to say about this:

And guess what? Guys don't have a clue. I think this is in part because guys can't believe that these "innocent, soft, kind" creatures could ever be so cruelly calculating. Well, guys, believe it. Don't forget, in their minds it's not cruel and calculating, it's just giving you the necessary incentive that you need to get you to do the right thing. 

In their minds, this is for you, too. Oh yes, the great female con, getting what they want and having it be for you. They've done it all for you. Aren't they wonderful, thinking of us so much. In credible. And guys buy it all day long.

I can actually imagine that doublethink going through her head, because she is not reflecting upon her actions, checking them against her morals, and her conscience is never engaged. When you can give it that level of doublethink-spin, it's no wonder that us Men can't figure out what the hell is going on here. Also why we're so easily, easily fooled by this sort of manipulative cuntism.

The one female con that bothers me the most is this "oops" one. This is the most selfish, cruel, presumptuous, and condescending con of all.

Yes indeed. If you pulled that kind of shit on her, imagine the shit-storm from heaven that would rain down. Andey goes on to state that there are three things in life no one should ever be pressured, coerced, or forced into doing.

1/ Having sex.
2/ Getting married.
3/ Having children.

This is a huge commitment and obligation that will follow you for the rest of your life. This should not be forced on anyone. Could you imagine the fallout if a man forced a woman to bear a child, carry it to term, and then look after it for the rest of her life if she didn't want to? Holy shit, the sky would fall from the protests. 

Yet women think nothing of it when they force that on some schmoe, legally burdening him for life, saddling him with this responsibility when he wasn't ready or wanting a child. Women justify it by thinking, Well, he just needed a nudge; he was ready. 

How would women feel if guys were to say the same thing about determining when she was going to have sex with him? Just force it on her and say, Well, she just needed a nudge; she was ready. 

I can't even imagine the fallout. This is the one con that proves, more than any, all the things that I have accused women of being. The fact that they can, in good conscience, do something like that to another human being is proof of all I have called them in this book.

He is totally right. That is pretty-much proof of every single accusation about women in the Manosphere. It shows starkly the inner doublethink and lies going on in women's heads, to make themselves feel better about themselves, to live with their lies and bullshit, to protect her self (and incidentally the selves of other women).

Of course, her initial motive is to land you. However, as with getting married, women have nothing to lose. If they don't land you by having your child, they'll just settle for the support. Either way, it's a no-lose situation for them.

Good luck if you mention this kind of thing to a woman though - screaming fits will ensue.

La la lalala la la lalala - I can't hear you! (The bigger the hoops, the bigger the hoe. That's some serious hoe-sized earrings this one is showing to the world. Make sure that you don't get her pregnant and please - please! - never put a ring on it.)

Don't be complacent either. The "oops" card can be played multiple times, even if she's already married. It all depends what she wants. Thoughts about you don't come into it - beyond the thought of how to keep you her slave for as long as possible.

This post brought to you by Crap Colored Glasses™ - only $1k the pair and cheap at 10x the price.

---edit---

Hey Anonymous - there is a chapter in The Great Female Con about how women lie to themselves. Strangely serendipitous, given I just picked it up to read last night. Been floating around for ages in my pile to stuff to go through.

New Male Contraceptives

In addition to good-old-Vaselgel in the pipeline (in the USA) there are two more being tested:

We're Closer Than Ever to a Birth Control Pill for Men

Of course, teh wimminz will oppose the use of this option for men - along with anything remotely like it - with great sound and fury. "We cannot trust men to take responsibility for birth control!" Foam dribble drool.

Do a Google search for "how to trap my boyfriend with a baby":

A sincere hello to JudgyBitch for having the top-ranked result. Good on ya girl. Though I digress. Note the 4.8 million results.

Soooooo - women can't trust men to take responsibility for birth control, huh. Especially when it's reported that something like 40% of babies are "whoopsies", were not planned, they "just happened". Amazing. Especially when The Pill (used correctly) has a scientifically-proven <1% failure rate.

Plus 4.8 million hits relating to chicks trapping their boyfriend with a baby. Plus warnings of pinpricks in condoms, flushing condoms (a warning to famous members of sports teams), and girls voluntarily shoving a man's semen up their vagina to purposely get preggers - after he blew his load in her mouth/on her face/on her tits/on her back.

Whoopsies my fucking ass. Can't trust men my fucking ass. I smell the stinking shit of women's projection and privilege. The real reason that women oppose men's birth control: teh wimminz can no longer entrap a man into slavery through having his baby.

Fuck off you sick, two-faced, greedy, miserable cunts.

At any rate. As a man, if you fuck around, then you need to take full control of your reproductive actions. Taken from WolframAlpha (United States annual births) here is a great example of why:

If 40% of those 4.24 million babies per year are "whoopsies", that is 1.696 million unplanned pregnancies. Do you seriously think that 1,696,000 babies are actual "whoopsies", when there scientifically there should be less than 42,400 babies?

You cannot trust these cunts. Seriously. That's why the PUAs always say to wrap it up (aside from the risk of STDs with these hoes - another subject entirely). That's why many Manosphere men get themselves snipped.

Protect yourself from pregnancy-theft. Protect the unborn from a shitty upbringing by a single mommy. Work hard to get your contraceptive options made mainstream and socially-accepted.

Though given the whining and wailing of most Western women, you might be forced to go to where you can get a procedure done - have it done - and then come back home. Medical travel. Because you might never get the chance here.

Brought to you by Crap Colored Glasses™ - only $1k the pair and cheap at 10x the price. And a fucking sight cheaper than paying some slore single-mommy for the next 15+ years for that one-night-stand.

Crap Colored Glasses

Writer Anonymous stated in a comment on my last post:

I got my shit colored glasses after blowing $6k on a stripper/whore 19 years ago. So you got yours pretty cheap in comparison.

I was going to reply to him, then realized that he deserved better. He - and other readers - deserve a clearer explanation of my often-used closing statement of: "Crap Colored Glasses™, only $1k the pair and cheap at 10x the price". Plus the history behind it.

I believe that I have put up some of the history at various times, though probably not all of it. Or very scattered, all over the show. So understand straight up here: it did not cost me a simple $1k to get my crap-colored glasses. It did not cost $10k to get them. With wasted time and life and missed opportunity costs it was well over $500k, closer to $600k.

That's being extremely conservative. See: Is That Pussy Worth It? for a clearer idea.

See, in my youth I was basically playing around and all that stuff with regards to women. Probably reasonably textbook "Alpha" as it is defined in certain sections of the Manosphere. Eventually got it together enough to go into partnership with some guys and put together an IT company. We started making some serious dollars.

Then I decided that it was time to settle down and be a responsible fuckin' adult. I drank the Kool Aid™ - slugged it back pretty hard - went all the way into so-called "Beta" as it's put in certain sections of the Manosphere. Wife, house, lookin' at a family down the line, you get the shitty picture. It can hit you hard if you aren't paying attention. Or if you listen to society and decide that that's what you "should" do, to help keep fuckin' civilization going and all.

On the surface, my ex-cunt probably hit the jackpot so far as our feminized society was concerned and the billing and cooing of all the femicunts around. Which amongst women, that's all that matters.

Then she hit The Bloat™, played the "I'm not haaaappy" card, and *flush* everything down the toilet. The only reason that I had anything left was because I made it abundantly clear to her and to all the lawyers involved that I'd pursue a Scorched Earth Policy™ if they pushed hard enough.

Fuck the consequences to me, I'll survive better'n her.

So yeah, I have a house (too big for me) and part of a business still. Thank goodness that there were no children to get caught up in the meat-grinder, nor do we typically pay alimony in New Zealand. (It is possible, simply very uncommon - it's called "Spousal Support". A massive fuckin' crock of shit whatever the name.)

So there's the history-bit. Now to the explanation of Crap Colored Glasses™.

These days I spend about $20 a week being social. Work out the numbers: 20 x 50 = $1,000 a year. In prior times I spent a lot more, learning to dance and socializing and et-fucking-cetera. Now that's dropped down to $1k - lunch, the occasional beer, BBQ, simple shit like that. I spend way more each year doing self-improvement with weight-training at a gym with a personal trainer.

Occasionally you end up with a woman. It's been two so far this year. They don't last long: invariably they do something completely fuckin' stupid and shaft themselves. The average cunt these days has the brains and attention-span of a flea.

Alternatively, you could spend about $200 a week fucking a younger, tighter whore. With a going rate of: 200 x 50 = $10,000 a year for paid pussy. There's the "cheap at 10x the cost" bit, which is where it appears that Anonymous fell into things and earned his Crap Colored Glasses™. Good on you man. You got it cheap.

Because you can go the full half-million-dollar self-chosen ball-roast like I did. Decide that that pussy is worth it. Put your nuts in her purse. Lose a large amount of every damn thing you've ever built up over your entire life, plus what you probably would have done without her around. As per "Is That Pussy Worth It?" above.

I was lucky. I didn't lose everything. It could have happened, start over from zerch.

Was that pussy worth it? Worth the lost opportunities? Worth the wasted money that should have been invested properly? Worth the mind-fuck-games? Worth the passive-aggressive bullshit? Worth the arguing? Worth the snide remarks? Worth the snotty attitude from a cunt who basically didn't make $50k a year and spent more than that? Worth being around a crazy BPD/NPD cunt?

Fuck no.

Which is why this blog is here. "Exposing the black poison in the soul of the world." Pointing out all this fuckin' crazy shit that women do. Pointing out the crap that has been ladled into our heads to hide that crazy shit. Thinking random thoughts about all the crazy shit going on. Trying to help in some small way so that some men get those damn cautionary tales brought to their attention, so that they don't go around blind and unthinking in their lives.

Being sarcastic as fuck at times, tryin' to keep it real as fuck, twisting the viewpoint around to look at things from many weirdass angles. Even hers, trying to look out through the eyes of the shallow, inane, insane.

My tiny way of paying it back to the world of 3.5 billion men that I will never meet. Every post as shallow as the surface where you roll your eyes and gloss over it in a few seconds before moving on. Every post as deep as you can bring yourself to look down the fuckin' black hole of shit before you start shakin'.

A small voice tryin' to help you be free.

In a way, this - the so-called Manosphere - is some of the wisdom that we lost with the Boomer generation. Those fuckwits turned their back completely on the prior generation who had fought two hard wars, put together money, and were "successful" despite all that shit. Not that they were the absolute best in life - however they generally had it together reasonably well.

But, no. Turn on, tune in, drop out. "My olds were such squares maaaan." "Enslaved and working for the system maaaan." "Never trust anyone over 30 maaaan." Fuckin' hippies.

There is the surface world, the gynocentric, pussy-owns-everything, femicunt paradise. Yeah there's a few cracks in it - chasms for the older cunts. On the whole though, it's all fluffy: babies, elves, faeries, Harry Potter, unicorns that shit rainbows, limp-wristed adaptations of 50 Shades of Shit. It's all about her and how she feels.

Under the surface, in the real world, it all runs on blood, sweat and diesel. This is the part that's all about him and how he bleeds.

Some of mine got caught in the gears of slavery, though I managed to extract myself with relatively minimal pain. So I do my best to show others the gears, levers, pullies, camshafts, rollers, et-fucking-cetera. So they hopefully won't get caught in it - or can maybe extract themselves with less hassles.

Crap Colored Glasses™, only $1k the pair and cheap at 10x the cost. Good luck Anonymous. The world is yours - as much of it as you want - so long as you are careful to not become a slave caught in the gears and rollers.

Time to sip some Grand Marnier, now I'm done with talkin'.

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.

Just Get It

Over on The Spearhead - which looks to be changing their role, finally! - one of the commentors is in the process of "getting it":

A Commenter Gets It

Unfortunately, as I have just posted there, the commentor doesn't go far enough. Since it looks like the comments are now basically not visible, here's what I just posted:

In my view Gunner451 doesn't go far enough.

These days, women expect their slave-male to bring in money plus do everything around the place, for the privilege of being around her fabulous self. Once she gets bored she frivorces him, takes as much money and stuff as possible, and screws around a while until she finds another slave-male. If she has kept herself trim then she'll probably succeed, because most men are asleep to this dynamic.

It is a blatant mindset all around us, in the media we consume, in the conversations and shaming language that women use.

"Starter marriage" - so a marriage is never expected to last? And the slave-male is supposed to be happy to hand over at least half of what he's made in the past, plus a good chunk of everything he makes in the future? For the opportunity to rut on a quasi-irregular basis with a whore who already has a child to at least one other man? After which he can live happily ever after hand-to-mouth, with the joyful memories of having once screwed the whore he now pays on an ongoing basis?

This is not equality, this is a power-grab disguised as pandering to the "victim" of a non-existent "patriarchy". A hateful "patriarchy" which was invented by women so that they could take power by proxy, through their slave-male. Now there is the women's perception of there being no need for the slave-male intermediary, thus the overt taking of management and governing roles.

This relegates the slave-male intermediary to the periphery of getting the raw materials to manufacture the stuff that the women want. Relegating these slave-males to the lower-tier women that might be available and interested. What, men are materialistic? Men think only about money and suchlike? It ain't men who're buying 100+ pair of goddamn shoes.

I know a woman who has 100 pair of shoes - she recently separated from her slave-male. She's going around having a bit of fun, while doing the whole *poke* *jab* *snipe* nasty stuff with her ex-slave-male. The man designs and helps build roads, bridges, buildings, factories - she's the manager of a goddamn pet shop. But she's bored and is getting half his prior sweat plus ongoing support plus a bunch of passive-aggressive fun by making snippy little remarks at her ex.

As I said to him: "This is not cool man. She's gone. She has no right to open her f'n mouth and pull that shit. If it was me I'd have shoved my boot so far up her ass that she'd be choking on the boot-sole by now." Unfortunately he's too much of a f'n pussy to stand up to her.

Another man I know had a woman shack up with him - he helped put her through university training - then she walked once she graduated. Is there a more blatant example of a whore using a slave-male until she decides that she's done with him? Short of marrying him, which wasn't gonna happen, she left once there was something - anything - better on the horizon.

There is no "equality" with that mentality. There is just: "me slave-owner, you slave, ooooooh that guy is sooooo sexy - bye-bye fool!"

The West is not a male-dominated society. We are a female-dominated society with a slave mentality indoctrinated into the men. Anyone who cannot see that, starkly and clearly, needs a set of glasses from the movie "They Live". It is no surprise that Islam is eating our lunch.

There is no fucking equality. There never was. There never will be. Only complete economic collapse will have a hope of resetting the West's fucked-up social system back to something like what we want it to be.

It is no surprise that Islam is eating our lunch. At least a Man can fucking feel like a Man under a system like Islam, rather than a fucking slave-male.

Brought to you by the movie "They Live" and Crap Colored Glasses™ - cheap at ten times the price.

(No, I don't like Islam particularly. Go learn about it, if you want to figure out what sort of fucked-up system it is. In a nutshell it relies upon a second-class-citizen caste-system and conquest/expansion for the money to survive - if you're a Muslim you have no taxes to pay, period.)