Saturday, 30 July 2016

Welcome to the Divorce-Grinder

Thanks to the men over at /r/MGTOW, I have discovered this particular webpage:

Marriage Statistics

Back on my post What do you like to do? I showed that it was more like a minimum of 53% of marriages end up in divorce (because the divorces were only reported from 44 of the states in the USA). In the page above they state 50%, though I can forgive them for that.

What I find very interesting is the failure rate of first marriages (a couple of tables up from the bottom):
First Marriage Survival (Probability of lasting more than 10 years) [Bold mine. - BPS]
Probability that a first marriage will survive 10 years = 6.6 % - 1 in 15
If there was no birth during marriage = 3.7 % - 1 in 27
If there was a birth before marriage = 6.5 % - 1 in 15
If there was a birth 0-7 months after marriage = 7.4 % - 1 in 13
If there was a birth 8+ months after marriage = 7.9 % - 1 in 12
If true (and I can see no reason why it wouldn't be - in fact, given the under-reported divorce stat I could make a case for these survival stats being slightly higher than reality) then this has to be the absolutely most damning piece of evidence against marriage in the USA. The entire Western World. (Hell, the entire world, period!)

So, look at those two statistics on that page. I'm'a spell it out:

50% of all marriages fail
--vs--
6.6% chance that a first marriage will survive 10 years

So the second statistic seems to be saying: 93.4% of all first marriages will fail within 10 years.

Which means the 50% of all marriages failing - might actually be within the first year. Only.

This fits in with my old post re the Real Divorce Rate in NZ.

I find this a very difficult poison pill to swallow. I can imagine it, though. If you think about it, reporting on the long-term chances of a first marriage failing at being over 93% - you'd just destroy the institution utterly. Not even the most stupid of male fools on this planet is gonna go for that. Maybe if you lobotomized him first.

It's more palatable (though still painful for men) to say "yeah, 50% of marriages fail". Try to minimize even that, sweep it under the rug, keep it outta the mainstream media as much as possible. Yeah, it won't happen to you, buddy. You live a charmed life. You're special. You're different from the rest. Yeah.

It doesn't seem like it's completely true, though. First year, sure. Further down the line though, once you've been her slave for 10 years, when there's some fairly substantial goods and money gathered together and put aside...

*pop*

...there goes your bubble.

From the above, 2.077 million men a year get married - of which ultimately 93% will be thrown into the divorce-grinder within 10 years of getting married. That averages out to 1.93 million married men every year getting screwed over and being stuck for x number of years (say, another 10+?) filling cupcake's pocket. During which time cupcake goes out and gets her vag crammed with as much cock as possible. (Anecdotally and depending, anyways - some P is Q != all P is Q.)

The more successful female predators getting a larger chunk of a slave's life due to being more patient? This really *is* the Art of Whore. The lawyers who take advantage of this, who feed off this, are the true bottom-feeding scum-sucking filth of this world. It's absolutely no wonder that divorced men with children loathe the Family Court system.

So. That's something pretty bitter and poisonous to have to swallow down, even for us men who've had our eyes opened to the bullshit around us. Just a matter of time, you're sure to be reamed anyway. Nothing else that I can think of shows as starkly just how disposable all men are in the eyes of the female sex.

Including our own sex - I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed, yet eventually even I twigged. Someone else will have caught it too. They know. They didn't open their mouths to try and sort it out - why/why not? Who knows?

By extension, it shows how truly screwed our civilization, our society, really is.

In my zombie-blue-pill-blinkered days, I basically had zero chance of achieving the lie that I'd been told all my life. No wonder that so many men these days resist the truth. No wonder that so many younger men resist marriage - they know that it's under-reported. It's actually way, way worse than we (at least, old fogies like me) had ever thought.

We are going to watch our civilization, our society, burn to the ground. I can see nothing that could possibly stop it, with that kind of shenanigans going on. Too much headwind against it. It would have to be an extremely radical (aka bloodily forceful and violent) social restructuring to actually make it worthwhile for men to keep things going. I don't know if the Western World has that kind of force left in them any more.

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(I wonder what Terrence Popp and Blake of Redonkulas would make of this set of stats? Or Breitbart? Or would it be just too damn much to choke on?)
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ADDENDUM:

For a second and closer bleak look:

2.077 million marriages
-1.93 million eventual divorces
= 147,000 marriages every year which actually survive more than 10 years

Pathetic. Plus note that I don't comment upon the "happiness" of said marriages.

Wednesday, 20 July 2016

Bleak and Nasty Realization

It's a pissing-down raining night here in the North Island of New Zealand. A Tuesday night in the middle of winter, to be precise.

I don't mind. I'm sitting here, warm and dry. Been reading...don't feel like sleep yet...am writing...I probably should grab myself a margarita, actually.

Actually...

Mmmm margarita.

I think of all the pathetic girls out there. Down the bars...doing "their thing" in life...Imma strawng, innipendant wimminz! Why can't I find a maaaaaan!

All the squares dress like whores. All the whores dress like squares. You can't tell the difference any more. If there is a fucking difference. Tattoo'd and pierced sluts out the wazoo...fucking nose-rings that look like snot...

Why the fuck are you dressed like a $2 whore and shivering out in the rain and cold and blowing icy winds in the middle of winter? Ya fuckin' dumbass fuckin' sheep.

Too stupid to get her own shit together. Too stupid to build up stuff - like buying a decent bed and some good winter sheets and an electric blanket so she can be toasty warm at night. Running around freezing her tits off, trying to get a man - to keep her warm and cared for, physically and financially and (temporarily) emotionally.

Too fuckin' stupid to realize that the pay-gap is a fuckin' myth, she makes more'n a good number of men do, and she pisses it all away trying to dress up so that she can scam a man outta drinks and the occasional fuck. With maybe the prize of getting preggers (child support!) and frivorce (cash and more prizes!).

I'm reminded of a Tinder whore I ran across a couple days back. She was 19, up on her Tinder profile she had: "I want to marry rich."

Oha. Really rich. I had to laugh. Like a rich man is gonna pick up some 19yo slut off Tinder and marry her LOLOL. Yeah right, she has a better chance of becoming a Dubai Porta Potty. Like he's gonna risk, in the slightest, any chance whatsoever of frivorce or a false rape accusation.

She ain't in his league. She ain't even gonna meet him. Not a fucking hope in hell.

Though I'll give her props for being an honest golddigger - even if a fucking stupid one. She don't have the common-sense and smarts make it this far, by far:
Just another stupid cunt, living in stupid-land, expecting her Prince fucking Charming to come along and woo her and slap a $10+k diamond ring on her fuckin' finger. Though some people are just so desperate, that they'd do it.

I'm bored. Bored outta my fucking tree, when it comes to wimminz.

Do they actually have any interests of their own? I can only remember two woman who did: scrapbooking (she only did it 'cause of the kidlets, making memories and stuff for 'em). Plus some serious fitness fanatic (which I can make a damn good argument is so she could pick up a man).

The rest are all: I'm bored. Entertain me.

No. I'm bored with you lot of morons. I'm gonna go entertain myself, do something that I find interesting and ultimately more personally fulfilling. Plus I'll have something worthwhile left at the end of it. A skill. A piece of artwork. A restored piece of furniture. (One of my fun things is to restore 100yo furniture - my home looks like a bloody antique shop.)

I honestly wonder how the PUA's can handle this female shit. Having to clown around to basically get some dipshits' attention...having to invite her out to do stuff that she might consider interesting...or more accurately: having to entertain the whore so that you can maybe dump a fuck into her.

To hell with it. As always, picking up these lumps of stupid becomes boring after a while. Even fucking them becomes boring. (Then you get the dead-fish and sand-bucket cunt types - yikes!)

Shit on it. I'm'a do my own thing. MGTOW...again, as always. Until I start feeling horny again, though at 50 years old you'd think my fuckin' testosterone would have slowed down by now. Somehow, it hasn't - one day I should look at the statistics for sex for older men, it's probably way higher than society is comfortable admitting.

My photography archive is completed. Right now it's getting transferred from my NAS to a USB3 external drive. I have 4:3:2 copies as backups: a step up from the old 3:2:1 plus I can't be arsed trying to transfer from PC to some dipshit place out in the cloud. Apart from having tracked a hacker back to a compromised server at a cloud-provider, NZ's internet infrastructure is a piece of shite and it'd take a week-plus to finish.

If it wasn't shite weather and short days, I'd be out the back yard pruning the grapevine and dealing to my overgrown garden. (Damn kaikuia.) I've actually got a place that a wimminz would love-love-love to sink her claws into...it's a throwback to the old 50's dreams of family life. She could enjoy its comforts, with her man-slave doing all the work both before and after the frivorce.

Yeah, fuck that. Away from teh wimminz again. MGTOW yet again...a cycle of boredom and horniness. Even though I've done the economics analysis, and a whore is cheaper, I tend to have problems with fucking whores. Just ain't as satisfying.

It's probably an emotional addiction of some sort. I'd best start working on that. At my age, it's not worth it to even partially fuck around with these whores. Especially when you're worth over the half-million mark. Pretty good given that I had about $20-30k left over from my frivorce, about 5 years ago.

In a way, the Tinder whore up there was a wakeup. I realized "holy shit, I'm actually a rich guy". Amusing, given that I'd been basically feeling "poor" for so long. That's what happens when she spends more'n she brings in. Go for 8 years of marriage feeling poor, to suddenly realizing that after 5 years of enjoying yourself after frivorce - you're fuckin' rich.

Actually fuckin' rich.

A wakeup.

The fuckin' paygap is a myth. She fuckin' wastes stuff like it's goin' outta fashion. Pissing it away, expecting - demanding! - some loser male to give her more. His time and his money. So she can piss both of those away too.

And I am actually fuckin' rich, after all that BPD/NPD and being cheated on and frivorce shit. Even after the biz went down the shitter and I became an em-ploy-ee. My brother's done better. He focused on making money.

Some golddigger would love to get her fuckin' claws into me or him, one way or another. Must protect myself better. Him too.

Margarita gone. After midnight. Time to go sleep in a warm and sheltered bed with the electric blanket.

Got to love some of the creature comforts in life. It's what men do: accumulate and build. Enhance our lives in many ways.

Good night, good life, my brothers.

Friday, 8 July 2016

Saturday, 2 July 2016

The Center Of Her World

A message for all the Men out there.

You will never be the center of her world.

Take that. Tattoo it on your brain. Brand it into your soul.

Feel the pain. You will never be loved by a woman the way you were taught that you would be. It was a (massive) lie. (Though if you grew up with mother-only parenting, you already know what a crock of shit that is.)

Feel that pain. Let it burn through you. Be cleansed of the lies and illusions.

For those of you who are happily married (Keoni and LosAngelos King, for two) - congratulations.

For those of you who are unhappily married (or like me, divorced) - commiserations.

For those of you who fool yourselves that she "worships your cock" (I've seen that a lot in the PUA circles and have almost fallen prey to that delusion myself) - are you really sure about that? 'Cause women are pretty-good at being chameleons, looking to ensnare their prey. Cue Terrence Popp saying: "But Popp, that slot-C is so amazing! It's the best slot-C ever!" Yeah...right... "She looooves me!" HAHAHAH!!!

Over on Amerika, Brett Stevens has a post about how Laissez-Faire - basically no direction or interference with other's freedom of choice and action - has failed. Failed the world, failed the nations, failed society, and failed parenting:
I saw the face of laissez-faire: if you tell people to do whatever they want, you have opened the door to the lowest common denominator of behavior, since all behaviors are now equal. What people need to hear instead is a trinity: x behavior will be rewarded, y behavior will be punished, and anything else falls in z which gets neither punishment nor reward.
I may be in control now, but somehow I can’t prevent myself from wanting to be nice, hence I remain a “laissez-fare” father. Only this time I can see mistakes in real time.
I will admit that I am much the same way myself. Being brought up only by my mother? Perhaps.

The trinity that he mentions - that is gold. X behavior will be rewarded, Y behavior will be punished, and everything else is Z which gets neither punishment nor reward. Stern and unbending.

Which it is admittedly damn hard to be stern and unbending when you've just done 24-48 hours straight without any sleep (or God forbid, 55-odd hours like a guy I know - took him a week to "recover"). Hard physical work? Doing 14-16 hour days? Day in, day out, for 2 weeks and then 2 weeks off? Yeah, when you're young...computer people often do some pretty shithouse long hours too. At any and all ages. Nobody in society notices or remarks on it.

Going back to No Ma'am - Woman: The Most Responsible Teenager In The House:
Men Love Women, Women Love Children, and Children Love Puppies

There is an "order" to how love works and the order works only in one direction. You can see hints to this in the Bible, where husbands are commanded to love their wives while wives are commanded to "honor" their husbands in return. Children as well are commanded to honor their parents. Love is a hierarchical beast that descends downward. The only way it works in reverse is via honor and respect, because the reciprocal "love" is never equal.
A child will never love its parents in the same fashion that parents will love their child. You will readily see parents willing to sacrifice for their children – sometimes with their very lives – but rarely will you see the same in reverse. In fact, even in society as a whole, we consider it to be "the right thing" when a father or a mother sacrifices their life in order to save the life of their child. The whole of raising children to adulthood involves enormous sacrifice on the part of the parents in the form of time, frustration, freely giving resources, the denial of the parent’s dreams, and so forth. It is never returned to the parents on an equal basis, not even when the child reaches adulthood, for by that time the child will likely have children of his own to whom he bestows most of his love upon. Although having children is a one-way-street of parents sacrificing for the betterment of their child, they are still instinctively compelled to do so even though, rationally speaking, it is not in the best interests of the parents. What parents can expect in return is that their children honor them and respect them for their sacrifices – but their love will never equal that which their parents have for them. It is just not part of the natural order of life.
In the same way, a woman’s love for a man will never be equal to a man’s love for a woman. The natural order and a woman’s hypergamous nature dictate that the man must be on a "higher level" than the woman. A man can love a woman just as a woman can love a child, but the reciprocal love is returned only in the form of honor and respect. Just as a child instinctively expects its parents to take care of them, so does a woman instinctively expect her man to take care of her. It is a one-way street. A woman will never be able to equally return a man’s love for her. At best, she can honor and respect him for what he does for her.
These days, women are taught very explicitly not to honor their man. Thank you femicunts and the modern stinking thinking that is your legacy. Damn near every woman you meet will be infested with that stinking mindset - like a mile-wide festering gangrenous pus-filled sore labeled "independence", as she proclaims how she "doesn't need a man". Even while desperately looking for one.

(Hilarious. "Strong, independent woman, looking for her Prince Charming..." dribble dribble drool. More accurate would be: "My ovaries are shrinking and my fertility is going, quick, cum in me and get me preggers so that I can entrap you into being my work-slave for the next 20 years!")

Men, love your woman + women, disrespect your man = divorce-rape and the lawyers creaming their pants as they collect fees enough for their next boat. Never mind the man stumbling around and going: "Whah? Whuh? What hit me?"

Let's go further down the chain, though. Women, love your children + children, disrespect your mother (as she disrespects your father) = criminal and dysfunctional behavior. Never mind that fatherless children are more likely to wind up in jail.

No wonder that our society is crumbling around our ears. No wonder that we are drowning in the Garbage Generation and Mutilated Beggars.

We Men were not built to do long hours, like the above. Going for 24-48 hours without sleep? For a fuckin' server-upgrade at work? Hell no! You should only do that kind of shit when your life utterly depends on it. Hell, we weren't even built to do the stinking 8-9 hours that modern work expects - that is simply designed by business to keep their workers tired and docile.

We end up temporarily shattered.

Modern women sense that shattered state - and go for the throat.

Nag. Badger. Whine. Whinge.

In your tired state you cave in.

When you get your energy back, you remember what happened and go: "What the fuck?"

It is in moments like this that you realize. Not only will you never be the center of her world. You won't even get the honor and respect that is your due.

Plus, it will only go downhill from there. You've caved once while exhausted - the pattern is set, she will expect it again. She will forevermore double-down on the crap any time that you resist. (And double-down again...and again...and again...)

Your only real option as a Man is OUT.

Let her scream and thrash in frustration. You aren't paid to deal with her fucking bullshit. You don't have time for that crap.

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Saturday, 25 June 2016

Safe Spaces For Modern Pussies, Crybullies, and Trust

Trigger warning! The psychotic screams of Trigglypuff...as always it is worth watching Terrence Popp and Blake rip apart the psyche of the modern pussies:
I like their concept of crybullies. "I shall cry until mama spanks you for upsetting me - WAH!!" Truthful and absolutely fucking priceless.
Not just in college - looking at it, it appears to be leftists and minorities and teh wimminz general modus operandi as well. Go in front of the Judge and have a cry, until he spanks Teh Eevil Manz for upsetting teh poor widdle snowfwake me. Pathetic. Fucking pathetic.

All these fucking modern pussies crying away LOL. You could call 'em "Generation Crybaby" and be 1000% correct. Plus still barely scratching the surface of their hypocritical bullshit.

My comment on Terrence and Blake's video:
Generation Snowflake. Or as I call them: Generation Pussy.
Fights at school. Win a few, inconclusive a few, lost a few. All part of growing up - even as a nerd like I was. (Karate and Kung Fu and bowhunting and bodybuilding at age 13. Never thought about it until now. I was one weird-ass nerd.)
We men need our safe spaces. Thankfully, it's called "my home" - and I let very few in!
I was lucky enough not to get too damaged - and I guess smart enough to stay out of the real damage-zone as much as possible. Three-on-one is stupid, stay outta that mincer (fuck the movies bullshit). One-on-one, crush 'em if you can.

That said, safe spaces. We men need them.

Your home. That's the most overt of your safe spaces.

Your privacy. SJW's and lefties and pissed-off wimminz and the like love to violate that. (However, when you violate their safe spaces...whoooooo whatta shitstorm! Generation Crybaby kicks in with a resounding: "WAAHH!!")

Your mind. Your heart. Your soul. Your relationship. Your trust. (Sounds odd, doesn't it. Your trust as one of your safe spaces. Think about it for a while.)

Allow nobody inside ANY of these that you don't trust. And be very thoughtful about who you trust and how much and why and the circumstances around it. Your trust is your core place of safety.

Many a Man has been destroyed by trusting the wrong person or people. History is filled with examples.

Become invisible. Even when you're highly visible, it can be done - slowly, step by step, stealthily. The degree is your choice. People may not even realize once the process is complete. You can still appear visible - just another worker-drone - yet actually be invisible. Be one of the 80% of people that go unnoticed through life. Invisibility, isolation, is privacy, another safe space. Some people state that there is no isolation in the world today. It's quite possible, with some care and effort.

I've walked away from my last girlfriend. There was a recent time when extreme overwork was very detrimental to my energy levels (aka I ended up shattered and chronically tired for a while). Predator-like, she sensed an opportune moment and pushed way past the limits - in my weakened state I caved in. When I recuperated a bit, I realized what had happened, I walked away. YAWALT.

Let her scream and cry. Everything from her is manipulative & selfish. Hidden by the chameleon, until an opportune moment. Thinking that I would stay true to something said while shattered, out of a misplaced sense of "man up, I agreed, I will follow through" instilled into me from birth onwards by every manipulative female from my mama and the rest in this female-centric society that we live in.

Most cases: yes. However. Break the trust that you will act decently towards me at all times, break the boundaries of that safe space, break the relationship and everything that goes with it. No. You break the trust, I walk away. Fuck your expectations, tears, and other manipulative bullshit.

(Tinder is easy and minimum-effort. Within a week, balls-deep into a cute 24yo blue-eyed blonde with natural DD tits. She has multiple orgasms. I'm already pleasantly sub-rosa laughing in her face, because she's already tried some low-level manipulative shit on me. Arms-length occasional fuck-buddy is it, gal. Three other girls in the 30+ age bracket have already flaked.

I hesitate to put this out here. It sounds self-aggrandizing and arrogant as fuck. I'm no fucking Adonis. I'm 50 years old, very short beard that I trim to almost nothing each week, still with a full head of hair that's going mouse-grey. I fully admit that I did it because at the time I needed the self-esteem boost and the energy and confidence that comes with that. Probably just a fluke - so what the fuck, enjoy it while it lasts. I'm certainly no PUA, fucking HB9+'s every week. With extreme beauty and youth comes extreme entitlement and flakiness, a lot of bullshit that I have neither energy nor patience for.

Even from prostitutes and whores, going by past experience - haven't bothered with those any time recently. They can be the most nasty and uppity bunch of cunts you will ever fuck, bar none. The *only* thing that keeps them in line is this: "Always be pleasant and compliant and sweet, and I will hire you again. Be a cunt once, your cunt is toast." If the experience is bad, even if you ain't finished: pull out, give her her payment, walk her to the door, shut it firmly behind her. She's gone for good.

It can be an education, the things you learn when overhearing someone dispatch a prostitute from a whorehouse. The whore with a heart of gold doesn't exist. She's just as money-grubbing and filthy-tempered as the rest, she simply hides the worst parts better because being shitty to clients is bad for business. And the honesty of up-front payment is at least refreshing.)

Hold your safe spaces in an iron grip. Always be fully-aware that some of them you may be forced to let go of (your home is not worth your life or sanity). Be prepared to let go of many things if needed.

Stepping out for a bit again - still have to recuperate, a holiday would not go amiss. Enjoy your lives, my brothers.

Thursday, 23 June 2016

Dirty Addiction

The Men over at /r/MGTOW have come up with what I think is an interesting question/statement - and a very interesting answer. This poster laments that he will probably never comprehend female "logic":
And commentor batfish55 comes up with this gem (entire comment posted):
I think too much. I have a few ideas. This post relates to one of them. I've done the best I can, but I haven't quite finished articulating this idea yet...
Yes, women have happy-nerves in their gines, and yes, they get pleasurable sensations in them when they're being treated right, but I don't think that's the payoff for them in having sex. Read on.
A man's payoff in sex? Man, busting a nut feels great. Plus, I'm not gonna lie, there's a bit of an ego-trip when you seduce a woman for the first time. But, like most other things, it'd be wrong to assume that a woman's motivation will match a man's.
I think, and it's really not much of a stretch, that a woman's payoff from sex (and I'll get to the porn thing shortly) is that she gets to ride the emotional roller coaster; she likes the feelz she gets from it. The emotional feelz, not the orgasm feelz.
Is that a surprise? How many time has the manosphere talked about men being rational beings and women being emotional beings?
Think about it....
....a girl growing up has been told allll her life (well, maybe up until recently, anyway) that sex is wrong, bad, dirty, her pussy is gross, ditto masturbation. If you're among the set that believes that women stop growing up sometime during high school, well, what do kids do when their parents tell them not to do something? That very thing.
.....And now she's fucking you. She shouldn't be. This is just wrong. She just met you. But it's so hot. Does he love me? Do I love him? Oh, I shouldn't be doing this. I feelz so wrong, but it feelz sooo right.
....why would a presumably straight girl flirt with bisexuality and fuck her BFF in college? Because it's dirty, it's sexy, she shouldn't be doing it, because it feelz dirty/wrong/sexy.
....why would a wife fuck some dude on the side rather than her dutiful, faithful, beta hubby? Because she shouldn't be. Even tho that beta at home would do anything she wanted him to, it's hotter to nail her some dude she just met because it feelz wrong.
....this idea supports the "I hate it when men look at me and sexualize me" (and maybe she really does), but she's still running around with half of her tits hanging out because showing skin and getting the sexy looks and catcalls does make her feel something.....sexy.
...why would women do porn? Shit, if you're already doing something you really * shouldn't be doing, isn't it so much more intense if 10's or 100's of thousands of guys you'll never meet are watching you do it? *Big feelz. Plus, maybe she'll have to opportunity to nail 3 dudes at once and be covered head to toe is sweat and spooge. Dirty.
....why would a chick take it in the butt? She doesn't have happy nerve endings up there. Why? Because taking it in the pooper is even more taboo (and more wrong-er) than taking it in the gines. Lemme tell ya, as a dude that's once had a doctor's finger in his ass, that ain't no fun, even though the gay guys tells us prostate massage feels great.
....why does the girl feel sexually satisfied if she doesn't orgasm....but the guy does? Because she feelz like she was sexy enough to get him off. I think this leads into why girls blow dudes more often than dudes blow chicks.
....why is 50 Shades so popular among the girls? That shit is a manual of 'how to dirty.'
That's it for my post.
And now, I will make a prediction. I don't post on TRP anymore. I have in the past, but every time I do, I get modded out, even if I have a good point. I'm guessing it's because I don't know any mods IRL and/or because I'm not a favorite poster. BUT, on more than one occasion, I've either made a post (that later got modded out), or commented on something....and then a few days later, someone that posts often re-writes my idea, and suddenly, that post is on TRP's front page. Do me a favor, and let me know if that happens with this idea. Or feel free to troll me and tell me if someone's posted this before; I feel certain I've never read someone else say this.
Down-and-dirty anal sex thrown out on the internet for all-and-sundry to see - she gets off on the thought of 10,000 or 100,000 or 1,000,000 men jacking off to it. "Here little boys, you can watch but you can't touch! Wooo, I'm so empowered!" Just like these two posts on Belle Starr a couple of years back...she gets the emotional high of being publicly degraded...

Then there's the Dubai Porta Potties and women's delicious and complete failure at life...

We Men may be addicted to sex, something difficult genetically and mentally to break (after 20+ years of training from an infant). Modern women are addicted to MORE...

Thursday, 16 June 2016

Generation Pussy

We are raising a generation of limp-wristed professional-victim pussies.

Here's the NZ rag, in their efforts to drum up some controversy and make themselves seem to be relevant and similar horseshit:
Hold tight to your nuts, I'm about to resort to snark and common-fucking-sense with each of these four pictures.
Your irony is overwhelming, Mz Professional Media Circus Twat.
So you read absolutely everything that's not pleasant? And then read more of it? Completely voluntarily? Fucktard.
Oh, the drama! I mean, the draining! It's just too much! Ya limp-wristed pussy, part your ass-cheeks and take some more.
Femicunts, leftists, and wimminz - all professional victims - think that any comment is a threat and can lead to violence. Call the fucking Police, that's their job. If you *won't* call them (because they're ineffective? or because that'd shoot down your professional victim status?) then it's on your stupid cunt head.

All this fucking bullshit. A bunch of professional male-and-female twats, being fronted up by professional twat-mongers and SJW-pushers (aka the leftie media). We decline because we listen to these fucking morons with their fucking agenda and their fucking peanut brains.

Here's a clue (now go play in rush-hour traffic you fucktards):

Block the shitheads who fill your life with bullshit drama.

Get off the fucking FaceCrap and Twatter and InstaCunt.

Turn off the phone.

Turn off the computer.

Turn off the motherfucking idiot box TV.

Take a walk down the fucking beach and chill.

#stopthehate - ?!?!?!
#hardenthefuckup
#growsomeballs
#stopbeingapussy

Wednesday, 15 June 2016

Equality!

This is what I've never grasped about women, wimminz, feminazi's, et-fucking-cetera.

Equality! We want equality! EQUALITY!!!!

So they can feel all empowered and shit.

A question though:

You really, REALLY want to be doing 36 fucking hours of straight work?

Really?

You're barking fucking mad, the lot of you!

Get back in the kitchen and learn to be a decent housewife. It's a fuck-sight easier.

#womenbarkingmad

Saturday, 11 June 2016

Why We Decline

Mostly it boils down to not understanding reality. Living in denial, Can't Understand Normal Thinking, etc (the joys of Leftism and Feminism and academia that focuses upon Liberal Arts and feelz instead of the hard facts of science and reality).

Davis Aurini has an interesting article on Technological Illiteracy and Wireless Power Transfer - about how his novel "As I Walk These Broken Roads" is really set in the present, not in the future. Because the population of the world lacks curiosity:
...sure, they might have skills that can be easily transferred to motorcycle repair, building maintenance, electrical grid setup, you name it - but they'd rather rely on exhaustive, brute force to accomplish tasks than spend five minutes thinking of a new solution.
This is so much people these days that it's not funny. Despite all the rah-rah "think outside of the box" buzzword crap spouted by businesses, they simply don't. If you think outside the box, you are either punished - or you get so sick of having to toe the line that you say fuck it and get the hell outta dodge. Or go do your own little startup on the side.

Business is ossified.

Aurini uses wireless charging technology as an example, about how the inverse-square law reduces the energy available the further away from the charging-source you are. So as an example, if you have a very large induction coil (bifilar, perhaps?) and say that 6 inches/0.5 ft from the coil you have 1kw available. Go to 12 inches/1 ft and the energy available isn't halved, it's 1/4 - ie you get 0.25kw or 250 watts of power. It gets worse from there.

Of course, this doesn't take into account that that is just *one* side of the coil - the same amount of energy goes out the other side. By definition, at least half the power you're throwing into this form of "wireless charging device" is thrown away. If you're lucky you get something like 80% efficiency for the charging side - only it's halved, 40% efficiency, when you realize that double the power is used in the fields and half the total power is automatically wasted. (Short of a cradle that sandwiches the thing between two phones or the like - then you'll get closer to your 80% overall efficiency.)

Wirelessly charge your car? Fuck no! Plug that piece of shit in.

This is the sin of our modern civilization: we don't understand reality. We don't take the time. We don't look. As Aurini states, we have lost - have punished out of ourselves - the curiosity which makes us spend 5 minutes thinking about another possible way to attempt to do something.

This is my small and very incomplete attempt to show what needs to happen now to advance our civilization to the next level. Even the one beyond that. Math and some science is involved. Will we do it? I think not, not for our current civilization! Not with our social obsessions with the Karcrapdians and Mz Jenner!

Perhaps the next civilization will get their shit together enough to reach the next stage - though sometimes I wonder if they will have enough basics left over from the opportunities which we are squandering at a high rate...the risk of total collapse of our species is very high in my opinion. We may end up as eternal Easter Islander's on a ball of semi-contaminated rock floating around the sun.

(Go right down to the end for the TL/DR if your eyes start glazing. I suppose that some of it is fairly heavy-going.)
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The basic rise and development of civilization has generally involved the harnessing of energy. Human muscle was first, probably coupled with simple nature: water (near-frictionless transport) and wind (free though intermittent energy). Fire, like burning wood and charcoal. Using animal muscles to draw loads (near-frictionless transport with the wheel on decent, flat roads).

Multiplying the effects of muscles with levers, pulley's, the wheel. Multiplying the effects of fire with steam-engines, then internal combustion engines. Hydroelectric dams to harness the rain (powered by the sun). Tidal dams to harness the tides (powered by the gravitational energy of the sun, moon, and orbit of the earth). Windmills, ditto. Geothermal energy, drawing upon the natural fission processes that occur in the depths of the earth. Developing new sources of energy: fission, fusion.

One reasonably fit male laborer produces about 75 watts of power. That's right - the same amount as the old 75w incandescent lightbulbs you used to buy. A properly-harnessed-and-yoked horse or oxen produces about 746 watts of power (1 horsepower): 10x what a fit male can manage.

Here is a short list of how much energy you get from fire, depending upon the fuel (the oxygen in the air is basically free-to-use, though we toss the crap byproducts of burning into the air):

* TNT = 4.6 megawatts per kilogram (that's right, bugger-all ain't it)
* Wood = 16 megawatts per kilogram
* Protein = 17 megawatts per kilogram
* Coal = 24 megawatts per kilogram
* Ethanol = 26 megawatts per kilogram (this weak shit is supposed to replace gasoline?)
* Gasoline = 44 megawatts per kilogram (a middle finger to the ethanol fuel industry)
* LPG = 46 megawatts per kilogram
* Diesel = 48 megawatts per kilogram (which is why trucks use it)
* Hydrogen = 142 megawatts per kilogram (but it takes electricity to produce from water)

Sobering. Diesel, LPG and Gasoline are generally the easiest to find, we just dig them up from the ground - purify a little - and ship the stuff around to where we need it. Wood (and charcoal) is relatively clean, and we used to use a shitload of it - until we started running short, then we switched to coal and all the crap byproducts it has in the form of smog and sulphides and the like.

Hydrogen? That's good, right? The only by-product from burning it is water, like rain and the stuff you drink from the tap? Forget it. You still need to create the stuff, and that takes electricity - often gotten from coal-fired plants. You'll be burning at least 6kg of coal to get 1kg of hydrogen, depending upon how efficient your energy-conversion is. It's only useful as an interim chemical energy-store.

We are reaching our limits of density for easy chemical-energy sources and are badly in need of the next-generation of energy supply. Sure, we can dig more up - from deeper - as our technology improves, etc etc etc. We can continue to throw the burned byproducts into the air we breathe. At about 7 billion human beings on this planet, we're in the early process of drowning in a cesspool of shit that we're sitting in and filling slowly while we take a hundred-billion fucking duckface selfies a day and press the "like" button on FaceCrap as we go.

We need to step up to nuclear - probably fission first, then shifting up to fusion as soon as we figure out how. Which thought is where Leftism on the whole and the greenies and academia in particular start screaming and vomiting out stanzas of insane hatred. A purely emotional reaction, rather than looking at cold hard reality. The cold hard reality that is maths.

Reality: 1kg of U-235 (atomic mass of 235.044) is 4.255 moles or 2.562E+24 atoms. The U-235 fission-chain averages to 215 MeV (at 1.602E-13 watts/MeV) of energy release per fissioning atom¹. Start doing the multiplication:

2.562E+24 * 215 * 1.602E-13 = 8.826E+13 watts

AKA:

88,260,150 megawatts per kilogram
88 terawatts per kilogram

Which if you can fission the lot of that in under a second gives you about a 19 kiloton atomic bomb. It's more useful being burned slowly though, and holds the equivalent energy of roughly 3,677 tons of coal. While having loads less crap left over and pumped into the atmosphere that we breathe. (Yes, radiation and actinide wastes and secondary radiation, etc. Yes, you can't fission every single individual atom. It's STILL less physical amounts of crap, only a few kilograms vs kilotons.)

Our next step up is fusion: 1kg of Hydrogen-1 fuses to 0.993kg of Helium-4, the remainder (0.7% or 7 grams) turning into energy via E = mc² and a big thank-you to Einstein for the easy math. When we multiply things out:

0.007 * 3E+8 ^ 2 = 6.474E+14 watts

AKA:

647,400,000 megawatts per kilogram
647 terawatts per kilogram

Or a bit over 7x as much as good-old U-235 fission produces. There's also even less crap waste products from the process.

But we're still babies yet.

¹ Reference: Mulligan, Joseph F., Practical physics: The Production and Conservation of Energy, McGraw-Hill, 1980
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The old Saturn-V that took America to the moon burned several metric shittons of chemicals to get into space, to the moon, to land, and then come all the way back again. Stage I: 770,000 liters of kerosine and 1,200,000 liters of liquid oxygen. That just got the basics of the thing (130 tons) into orbit (for comparison: that's about 10x 20' containers with 10 tons of cargo in each of them - we put hundreds to thousands of containers on a container-ship and there are hundreds of container-ships going around the world). [Edit: *hundreds of thousands* of container-ships going around the world. - BPS]

Kerosene has a hair more energy than gasoline: say 45 megawatts per kilogram or 37 megawatts per liter according to Wikipedia. Doing the math: 28,490,000 megawatts/28.49 terawatts. A bit under a third of a kilogram of uranium in terms of energy. Just to get ten containers into orbit, once.

You could plate everything you send into orbit with platinum, the energy-cost is going to massively outweigh the value of the item. Which most people don't grasp, so that's why peeps get shitty with NASA for thousand-dollar hammers and wrenches. That's nothing to the cost of actually getting it up into orbit, plus the damn things need to be able to withstand vacuum-welding and extreme heat/cold variations.

You want to get those 10 containers from the orbit of Earth to the Moon? On a regular supply-run basis, say for a moonbase? Chemical shit doesn't cut it. Even nuclear (fusion) barely manages it, and you need something better than Newton's laws of action-reaction too (unless you are willing to wait months to years per container - or use something like Project Orion/Daedalus).

Too bad for solar power from orbit, being beamed to the earth. Getting each station up there is prohibitively expensive for fuck-all return in comparison. Star travel? Like in the movies, or in what is considered SF books? HAH!

We can get bigger, though.
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The greenies go on and on about "sustainable" and "renewable" energy. They're actually on to something, though not in the way you'd think. These things are all minuscule driblets of energy from the biggest fusion-reactor we have around: the sun.

The sun sends energy our way all the time, powering plants and the atmosphere and seas and rain and damn-near every speck of life on the surface of this planet. This is the equivalent of 1.362 kw per square meter up in orbit, less at the surface. The armchair academics get all gooey-eyed and dribble on about shoving huge solar arrays into orbit and microwaving power down to earth - see above for the energy requirements per plant.

However, there is one interesting thing: the entire planet is a huge-ass solar array that is 6,371 km across - bigger, when you look at the ionosphere. Reach out there to tap that, as pie in the sky as it sounds, and you get yourself a ginormous amount of energy. Using the old pi-arr-squared formula:

3.1415 * 6371000 ^ 2 = 127,512,357,201,500 square meters
* 500 watts per square meter (very inefficient) = 63,756,178,600,750,000 watts

AKA

63,756 terawatts of energy every second, 24/7/365

That's what they call a Type I civilization.
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Yeah, I've exposed my inner geek with this lot. I won't blame you in the slightest if you've skimmed all that to this point. Or not even gotten to this point.

The TL/DR boils down to: this shit, none of it, ain't gonna happen - while as a species we're listening to the stupidest parts of our society. Leftists and those who run on emotion, those who think the world runs on elves and unicorns, those who happily act as parasites upon the system as a whole. Not while our justice system looks at mentally-subnormal murderers and whine and wring their hands about "he/she didn't really understand what he/she was doing" - instead of just locking the murdering piece of shit away from the more productive members of society.

Nope. This is why we decline.

The sooner that reality hits people upside the head, the better. We are in a race against stupidity, and I'm pretty damn sure that we've already lost. One thing is shit-sure: there's no way that 7 billion people are going to be living on the energy-production of slowly-growing wood.

Monday, 30 May 2016

Crass Women

Okay, it's being blurted around everywhere - Amber the Twat filed for divorce (with domestic violence accusations as well) from Johnny the Depp.

Terrence Popp and Blake, you guys have a new Pimptard / Wifestitute to put together. It'll take a few months for it all to become final, but hey. Given that he's rumored to be worth something like $300 million and she's worth something like $10 million. Nice payout for her.

Now of course, the *really* crass bit: she filed for divorce 3 days after Johnny's mother died. Absolutely perfect example of a massive money-grubbing ho.

No, I'm not mad about this - actually I'm amused, with rather bleak and black humor. Men see this shit and they're not warned?

So to be crass in my turn, in the male way:
Look on the bright side, Johnny. You might lose half your shit - probably more - but your ex-ho has revealed to the world what an absolutely massive cunt she is.
Brought to you by Crap Colored Glasses™ and a boatload of "holy fuck people are so blind and stoooopid".