Have You Ever Accessed CP Knowingly or Unknowingly? Take the CP Test Today!

SHI: OK, so just to clarify things one last time. You know I really must dot the i’s and cross the t’s, otherwise I can’t ease my mind. A very simple question really. Simply answer whether I am guilty or not guilty of CP in the following situations. OK?

A) I I stumble upon the nude pics of a 12-year old girl on an Internet browser/mobile app. But, it does not display her vagina. I do not immediately close the browser.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

B) Same thing as above but I save the pic on my computer/phone. Not due to pornographic intent but only because I feel it’s “cute”.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

C) I stumble upon the nude pics of a 12-year old girl but it displays her vagina. I immediately shut down the browser and erase all my cookies.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

D) Same as above. But, I look at the pics with keen interest and even save it on my PC/mobile.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

E) I accidentally see the pic of a 12-year old boy flashing his penis. Maybe I save the pic on my computer because it’s funny. Reminds me of my own 12-year old self.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

F) I accidentally see the nude pic of a 7-year old girl along with her vagina. But, I have no negative intention. I’d treat her like it’s my daughter. It is just a child after all. I save the pic on my computer.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

Correct answers only, please. To clarify, I’m not a pedophile. These are hypothetical questions. I strongly believe that children below 16 years should not be disturbed or accosted by adults. They should be left alone to enjoy their childhoods.

The question is at what point does one draw the line?

If you’re turned on by teenage girls, you’re not a pedophile anyway.  There’s only one word for men who are turned on by teenage girls: normal! If you are a man and teenage girls don’t turn you on, there’s two possibilities: You’re either gay or you’re dead.

All these living men who claim that teenage girls don’t turn them on and that all men turned on by teenage girls are pedophiles are simply faggots! They’re gay.  They’re homosexuals. They put men’s cocks in their mouths and suck on them until the cocks spurt cum down their fag throats. They take men’s hard cocks up their anuses until they ejaculate.

I mean you can argue if a man who does that is a man, but I don’t think any man who sucks on penises and lets penises penetrate his anus is not much of a man. Not any man I would want to know anyway! Real men don’t suck cocks! Real men don’t take cock up the ass! I mean is that point even open for debate?

Even if little girls turn you on, you’re not abnormal. 90% of adult men are aroused by preteen girls. 24% of all men are aroused by preteen girls as much as they are aroused by mature females.

In  other words, 24% of all men score “pedophilic” in the lab. Do you understand now why I don’t care if some guy gets turned on by little girls? I mean if that’s the case, he’s almost normal.

So if you are a man, I don’t really care if little girls turn you on. I am a lot more interested if little girls turn you on and mature females do not: that means you are a pedophile.  There’s no shame in being a biological pedophile, but I think it is cause for concern in a sense because I think you are at risk of committing a sex crime.

Keep in mind that I have done actual counseling with pedophilic men who had no attraction to mature adults and were only attracted to minors. I  liked both of them a lot, and I thought they were great people. Neither had offended. One man was so wracked with guilt that he was going  to cut his penis off in order not put kids at risk – that’s how deeply wrong he felt messing with kids was. He kept saying over and over, “I cannot hurt a kid…”

People have the wrong idea about pedophiles. However, I do think that all actual pedophiles should be in some sort of therapy designed to keep them from offending. Either that or put them all on an island where everyone is over 18. Why is that such a bad idea? I really like that idea.

I will go over  your hypothetical  scenarios:

A) I I stumble upon the nude pics of a 12-year old girl on an Internet browser/mobile app. But, it does not display her vagina. I do not immediately close the browser.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

Not guilty. There’s no CP.

B) Same thing as above but I save the pic on my computer/phone. Not due to pornographic intent but only because I feel it’s “cute”.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

Same thing. There’s no CP.

C) I stumble upon the nude pics of a 12-year old girl but it displays her vagina. I immediately shut down the browser and erase all my cookies.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY’

You stumbled upon it so you’re not guilty.

D) Same as above. But, I look at the pics with keen interest and even save it on my PC/mobile.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

Unfortunately, let’s put it this way: you now have CP on your drive. I seriously request that you get that crap off your drive right now.

E) I accidentally see the pic of a 12-year old boy flashing his penis. Maybe I save the pic on my computer because it’s funny. Reminds me of my own 12-year old self.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

I don’t know if that’s illegal or not. If it was put up there as CP, then it might be illegal. If it’s put up there for some other reason, probably not. But I don’t know much about CP with males because I’m not into males. I only like females. Hell with males ha ha.

F) I accidentally see the nude pic of a 7-year old girl along with her vagina. But, I have no negative intention. I’d treat her like it’s my daughter. It is just a child after all. I save the pic on my computer.

GUILTY — NOT GUILTY

Yeah, you now have CP on your drive. I don’t care if you saved it because it reminds you of your daughter. Get it off your drive right now.

PUA/Game: The Young, Rich College Coeds I Met at USC 1982-1983

SHI: I found the girls from the wealthy group superficial, flaky, and snobbish. No shit, that’s how they were raised. Their parents were assholes too.

Jason: But they are of course in massive denial of this. Well, I did get one to admit he was an ass – sort of.

Yeah, who knows? Who knows what those people think?

SHI is correct for rich Indian women, no doubt. But American rich women seem a lot different.

Although I went to USC and I met a lot of young women from wealthy families. I was in a teaching program, and those are full of women with only a few men. Stud’s paradise. The few guys around are often lame, cucked, repressed or autists.

I was friends with this Japanese dude who was almost too Beta to even get laid, though he had a girlfriend who wanted to fuck him obviously. But he was too scared – nerdy = autistic – to do it, and he would make an excuse and turn her down. He was nice but very conventional.

He was also a writer. I spent a lot of time over at this guy’s house in Torrance. I was “Duude.” That was actually my name to him. He thought I was a crazy, offensive, super-asshole, which is of course true. He just thought I was an outrageous “funny asshole.” He rather liked me.

There were also these aide types around in the administration of the teaching program. Almost all women, one dyke, a lot of the rest single, one man in the whole program, decent enough guy. I think he ran the thing.

So the office was full of these horny single woman staffers. Like 10-20 years older than me. I chased them too because I’m an asshole, and I don’t care. This one hottie I befriended. She seemed really uptight. Lived alone. But obviously liked cock.

I used to have breakfast and lunch with her. One time we were talking about gay men, and I mentioned that people say they hate women, but really they don’t. Most women think this is a thoughtful conversational topic. And then I said, “But I think to truly hate the opposite sex, you really would have to be a heterosexual!”

She fell out of her chair, and every woman I used this line with loved it. Because straight women sort of hate and love men, and straight men sort of hate and love women.

We are wonderful and horrible to each other. Men hurt women badly and vice versa. Both sides accumulate battle wounds and bitterness over time. Everyone knows this but if you mention it, the defenses like Denial come out fast. But women think that statement hits it on the head.

We used to go out to the movies. I was an alcoholic at that time, drinking 10 beers a day and doing student teaching. I was also a mental mess and was going insane. She lived alone near Beverly Hills and slept alone on a pad in the living room. I made out with her pretty good at the door but she stopped short of that and would not let me come in.

She wanted to fuck me but stopped herself because “she had been married and traveled all over and I had not,” so we had nothing in common. So no sex. No pussy. Plus she was 15-20 years older than me. Mommy type. Mommy-son dynamic. Weird but fun. Maybe.

I actually dated quite a few of those USC coeds. If anything, they were a bit uptight and not real loose sexually. It wasn’t real easy to fuck them. They were sort of inexperienced/prudish, but not in a bad way. Others were living with a boyfriend.

I became good friends with one, and I used to hang out at her house. She was Jewish. We never had sex but we used to talk about porn, and she knew the names of female porn stars. But I don’t think she was an easy fuck, or at least she never fucked me.

I met another one, totally hot, Sandra, who drove a late model Mercedes and lived in her own expensive house  in Pasadena. She was well known for being a slut ,and the other women hated her. She was nice and actually I probably could have fucked her as she gave off vibes like that, one day in particular, but I blew it.

I made friends with an extremely uptight Black woman named Betty. I guess she liked me but she was ugly and ultra-uptight. She eventually decided I was an asshole after blowing her off for many months.

There were other Black women in the program.  They lived in South LA but they were extremely civilized, nice girl, often really religious types.

I used to hang out with one in the library. One day she laughed at me and asked, “Boooob. Are you shyyyyy?” I never went out with her, but I probably  could have. But as she was a church girl, she probably didn’t put out. But she sure was nice. And in a Black people sort of way, she was rather hot.

I dated a Venezuelan woman but it never went beyond lunch dates. She wasn’t exactly an easy fuck either.

I dated a repressed Black woman who lived in Marina del Rey whose father was a physician.

We were working as aides at an elementary school, and we would meet at 8 AM and all have breakfast in the lounge.

I guess the Black woman liked me. One day we were talking about the football game, and she looked at me and said, “Damn I sure wish someone would take me to the football game!” And then she repeated that a few times looking right at me. Not being a total idiot, I got her number, and we made plans.

We went to a football game, and a bunch of White conservatives saw me with a Black chick and laughed at me in a very racist way, like sneering Southern rednecks treating me like an object of derision and hilarity.

Back then it was like if a White guy was with a Black chick, he was a fucktard because that meant he couldn’t get a White woman, so he had to resort to Black chicks. Because obviously they are bottom of the barrel, right?

I went out with her again at her apartment where she lived with her physician father, who I met. She lived in the Marina. I forget what happened but we went to some disco and went out dancing. Nothing happened in this relationship, not even a kiss. She was insanely uptight and apparently inexperienced sexually.

Later she hated me. Some weird guy was calling her up all the time saying sexual things and threatening her. She was convinced that this was somehow me. She also thought I was the biggest fucktard idiot total loser of a man on the face of the Earth. I have no idea why she thought that because she never acted like that on dates.

She was basically out of her mind. She told everyone that I was doing this to her, and I think even tried to get authorities involved. Just another land mine in the minefield called Women.

Women are dangerous.

There was this other very proper White woman who nevertheless usually spent the night at her boyfriend’s house. She ate breakfast with us every morning. So she was getting fucked all the time. Most of the others were not. Seemed like she and maybe a few of the others were the only women having any sex.

She actually seemed like she really liked me too.

Almost all those women had parents who were dentists, lawyers, or physicians. I carpooled with this super uptight women who was going to Dentistry School.

She was sexually repressed and uptight, and sitting next to her in the passenger seat, she would look at me and nervously touching her pussy while she drove. Like her pussy was all backed up, female equivalent of blue balls. Which actually exists. She wasn’t getting laid at all obviously and she probably was very inexperienced.

I have seen other young women who were not getting any sex and probably not masturbating either. They also seemed “backed up” with female equivalent of blue balls and touched their pussies a lot nervously.

There was also some older couple in the car with us, no idea, maybe her parents. I managed to piss all these uptight, conventional, extreme Normie people off by being my usual offensive asshole self.

That woman really hated me, and her parents thought I was pure scum, which is sort of true. I didn’t really care because they were just typical Normie White people fucktards, completely uptight, conventional, critical, with 1 million prohibitions and what you can say or do and be appropriate.

She seemed like she was interested in me sexually though, even though she hated me. Which is pretty typical for a woman anyway.

There was a seriously hot Black woman with a physician father. She was in one of my night classes, and she and I became quite close, had all sorts of great conversations, and spent time together. She was my best friend!

She was very, very nice and absolutely gorgeous, but rather uptight and seemed like she was sexually repressed or possibly just inexperienced. I simply blew it with her because I was completely insane at that point in my life, and it was sort of clear to anyone who studied me a bit. So like a fucktard I never asked her out. She sure liked me though. I mean a lot. A lot a lot a lot a lot.

There was also this Korean woman whose parents were doctors. She was also in the night class with the Black woman and she was also in one of my day classes with the blond sorority cunt.

She was the sweet, kind, loving, super-friendly, knockout gorgeous Asian woman of your dreams, straight out of all the stereotypes you ever heard about these women. She embodied them all, literally an animated and mortal human stereotype in flesh and bone.

She seemed like she really liked me. I mean like really really really really liked me, but like a moron, I never asked her out.

To tell the truth, she also seemed very sexually inexperienced, but not uptight or prudish, more in that strange Asian woman way where they aren’t getting any but it’s not due to being prudish because they’re not. Instead they are sort of normal and ok with it as this is what an unmarried woman is supposed to be like in their society.

I probably could have easily dated half the women in the program, but I simply blew it with a lot of them. And I did  date quite a few of them anyway. They were mostly repressed, uptight, and sexually inexperienced. But most were very sweet and nice.

Also keep in mind that I was at the peak of my looks, and women said I looked like Tom Cruise and Rick Springfield. I got offers to be a male model, which I turned down due to homophobia. In retrospect maybe I should have braved the fags and taken the jobs.

So maybe these women were just really nice to me because I was Chad. Had I not Chad’s looks, perhaps my experience would have been very different.

I also had good Game even then, so maybe that too. But I needed the Looks.

You got the Looks? Fine. Add the Game on top of the Looks, and now woo woo you’ve got a killer machine. It’ll teach you ev-ry thing.

No Looks? Add Casanova’s Game and it might just be worthless, or worse, creepy and dangerous.

YMMV.

Game/PUA: Straight and Every Gay Man Desperately Wants You? That’s a Compliment!

After I blow it with the two sorority bitches, I walk outside to the sidewalk. This was in Hollywood. The stupidest, weirdest, faggiest place on the Earth.

I am walking down the sidewalk. Some very goodlooking but super faggy young gay man in leather came swaying down the sidewalk looking me like I was lunch. I felt waves of sheer terror running through my veins, along with some confusion. He pissed me off but I’ve dealt with this my whole life. I’m the biggest Queerbait that ever lived. I won Queerbait of the Year three years straight, and one year I won Most Valuable Queerbait.

Seems like many gay men think I am God’s gift to gay men. I have no idea why I am the ultimate six course meal to them.

It always bothered me because I thought that the fact that they always drooled over me meant that they thought I was obviously gay, clearly one of them. And that really makes me angry.

But who knows what they think. 97% of men are not gay. Being gay must be like playing the lottery. How are you going to spot the 3% gay men in your day to day life?

So maybe to gay men there’s obviously gay men, obviously straight men, and there’s whole confounded undifferentiated mass of men in between who don’t fall queerly into either category.

We are up in the air. Maybe we are gay. Maybe we are straight. Maybe we are bi. Who the Hell knows! So maybe a lot of gay guys just go after most hot men. They see a hot man, have no idea if he is gay or not, and go over to talk to him, throw a few lines down, try their luck, and see if he takes the bait. Makes sense. Anyway it is an illusion I am comfortable with.

Although women told me that that is a compliment as gay men have excellent taste in men. Women say that straight men who complain that gay men are after them all the time either act gay (not a compliment), or alternately, are extremely handsome or sexy (a compliment).

So that fag wants to suck your cock? Hold on pal. That’s a compliment!

Normies are Idiots: No One Understands the Phenomenon of Incel Periods in Men

I was over there at the couple’s apartment in Silverlake. Their son lived in the apartment below and came up. He was very goodlooking in his early 20’s. He was also totally depressed and introverted. The parents were deferential towards him, as to a child you have sympathy for.

The couple had figured out the mystery of Bob. They figured out that I was straight. Congratulations! That settles that. But I still didn’t make sense.

But they thought I was not dating and not having any sex. Like,”Why is this drop-dead handsome totally hot straight man not getting laid.” They were utterly baffled by this.

They seemed to conclude that I hated sex, which was wrong, but Normies have been thinking that about me my whole life. Normies think if you’re not getting any sex, it’s because you are a repressed prude or you hate sex. Idiots.

There’s not a whole lot of straight men who hate sex. Most guys who are not getting any do not hate sex. Everyone thinks that because Normies are fucktards, but most of them are just having an incel moment.

The couple, baffled, brought up T.H. Lawrence, the extremely handsome Lawrence of Arabia, and how he was celibate apparently because he didn’t like sex. He was straight, very handsome, and charming, but he wasn’t getting any because I guess he didn’t like sex.

I was straight, very handsome, and charming, but I seemed like I was not getting any so obviously I was an uptight prude or I hated sex. Somehow I was like this famous figure. Now it all added up.

They smiled, satisfied. They had figured out the mystery of me. Now I finally made sense. Albeit it was a bit odd for a young man to hate sex so much, but at least I was comprehensible now. T. H. Lawrence, 1923, is reincarnated as Robert Lindsay 60 years later, 1983.

Except they had gotten it all wrong, as usual for Normie fucktards.

I thought that was bullshit because I was not an uptight prude, and I didn’t hate sex, but I didn’t say anything.

Really I was just shy around women, afraid to ask them out, and not having any luck. Probably most straight-appearing guys who are not dating have the same thing going on as I did. Basically going through incel periods. Which we all do, pretty much.

But to extrovert Normies, this makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. We introverts and shy people are utterly mysterious. Bottom line, we just don’t make sense. We are baffling.

Whereas we introverts know exactly what is going on, and we are not baffled at all. To us it makes complete sense, and we can’t figure out why that’s not obvious to everyone, even fucktarded Normies.

Later they started hating on me because they thought I was lazy and didn’t want to walk. They both got these huge sadistic grins on my face and told me to go happily die in the gutter. “If you don’t work, you don’t eat.” It’s not true that I am lazy and refuse to work. But that’s another post I guess.

Silverlake, LA, 1983: Bizarro Split Personality in a Bisexual Man

I was doing aide work at a Black school in South LA, 4th grade. These kids were well behaved, even the boys. Teacher was a woman in her 40’s, a  super liberal. We became friends and she invited me to her place where she lived with her husband in Silverlake.

First time I went there was late on a weekend night, 10 PM. No idea what I was doing alone in Hollywood that late on a weekend night. She and the husband were there with a neighbor. Neighbor was extremely gay but very goodlooking.

He really liked me but he acted sort of taken aback by me because it was obvious that I figured out he was gay and I was put up an intense, near hostile front to make sure he didn’t get any ideas. You really have to act this way around gay men.  He was a nice guy but super femmy.

He asked me my name and last name, and he said he used to go to school with a Rick Lindsay in Encino. Asked if he was any relation. Actually it was my (gay) cousin. The gay said, “I knew Rick Lindsay, your cousin, in high school. Rick Lindsay was the smartest person I have ever known,” which was an interesting thing to say. I told my cousin Rick this in front of people several years before he died, and somehow this was an incredibly offensive thing to say!

Anyway, we were all drinking wine, and the woman’s husband,  in his 40’s, was acting  extremely gay like a raging faggot, apparently taking his clue from the femmy guy on the floor.

His wife thought this was very cute and amusing, which is a typical reaction of women who have gay/bisexual boyfriends. They think  these guys’ fagginess is cute and funny somehow. I don’t get it. And to me their seeing faggoty behavior in their boyfriend as cute or charming in some little boy way is just sickening and stupid. I consider those women to be idiots.

Anyway I am thinking. “Is this dude, the husband, a fag or what? He’s married to the teacher. So he’s bi? So she married a fag? WTF.”

He was acting totally faggy but he combined that bizarrely with this sociopathic total asshole view of life whereby it was ok to get to the top any way you could, and if you had to destroy people or walk on heads to get to the top, this was just fine.

So he was defending sociopathy. He was acting like a raging faggot and defending psychopathy at the same time. Whatever. It seemed a weird combo. Like Twilight Zone.

Well, this was LA, pretty much Hollywood, and that’s Hollywood for you. Just as he described it, stone fucking evil in that very way. Maybe it’s some weird Hollywood faggoty Satanism, just like the social conservatives say.

I took off at some point as this scene with two faggy dudes, one a total psychopath, and the “giggle at the faggots” straight wife of one faggy guy together in a room was weird as Hell, drinking wine in Silverlake at midnight, is just too weird for me. I’m weird myself, but when things are getting weird, the weird get going, and I take off.

I later went over to their new apartment a few times. Now the husband was in full macho man straight dude tough guy mode. I was like WTF. Are you a macho redneck man’s man or a raging fucking faggot?

Dude you don’t make sense!

But this is Silverlake, which is swarming with homosexuals, and said gay culture infects the whole place, even the straights, so maybe it all makes sense.

Or maybe bisexual men are just weird split personality macho straight guy – flaming faggot gay guy combos. I’ve seen some evidence in others that this is true.

He made some remark about the gay guys down at the corner at the gas station and how it took him a few years to figure all that out. Winking at me. Then he had an earring in a weird ear. He looked at me very thoughtfully.

Basically the guy was saying that he fucked men. He’s bisexual or whatever. And he’s thinking I’m like him. He’s gotten this idea somehow that I am gay, but then he’s figured out somehow that I love women,and therefore I’m straight, too. So he’s trying to complete the jigsaw. Bob’s obviously bisexual. Split the difference.

Wrong.

He’s looking at me like, “Are you gay/bi too, Bob? You seem like you’re gay/bi like me.”

I get this a lot from these men – for some reason, they think I am one of them, which really pisses me off.

This is a typical thing from these guys because no one can figure me out, and I don’t make sense. I gave him a hostile vibe like I thought faggotry was contemptuous and disgusting behavior, and he figured it out – “Ok, Bob’s not gay. He only likes pussy,” and he drops the subject. The wife gets it too.

Alt Left: Thank You SJW’s: My Gay Cousin Rick: RIP

My recently deceased cousin Rick was gay, closeted deeply his entire life. He would never admit it to anyone though everybody knew anyway.

My aunt and uncle were in denial about his homosexuality, and he never came out. My uncle was always saying, “Rick will find a nice girl some day!” like a moron, and my aunt was hip to Rick and would cynically roll her eyes.

My Mom said, “Rick is the completely opposite of you, Bob. Rick’s never had one date with a female in his entire life.” 180 degree difference, like you two were flipped somehow and you became the anti-Rick and he became the anti-Bob.

She always emphasized one date as if this was very weird behavior. Even back then, this seemed weird. She suspected he was gay.

I met him at his place in Santa Monica once in 1979. I was a punker and he was a former hippie. Lived alone in a small dark apartment filled with books. I saw him in the daytime, but he kept the apartment really dark like it was Samuel Beckett’s apartment in Paris.

He hated punkers and thought they were just evil, so this led to a rather hostile, intense, and charged conversation.

Somehow I mentioned homosexuality. He got very angry and defensive. I shrugged my shoulders and said, “It’s not good or bad. It just is.” He angrily said, “That’s right. It just is.

He thought I was some homophobe, and actually am a bit like that, but I had no hatred for him for being gay, not that day or any other day. He was just a typical paranoid gay man who assumes you hate him when you don’t. He made some other remarks about drugs and gay sex, referring to poppers, and it was pretty clear reading between the lines of the conversation, that he was gay as Hell.

He died recently and this was finally confirmed to me after all these years, but my family acted like even divulging this decades-long family secret to me was incredibly offensive. They told me that he was gay for sure, and he had lived his life with a series of older men in various places in California. News to me after following him through 55 years of life always wondering.

But I guess I had no right to ask or even know this. So, even in death, my family wished to keep my gay cousin Rick locked into the closet, probably forever.

Closets are for clothes.

Somehow this was a big secret, it was offensive to discuss it, and I was a total homophobic bigot for even asking for evidence, after his death, that he was gay.

Thank you SJW’s!

Game/PUA: One Morning at an Elementary School in Hollywood

Student Teaching at USC -One Man in Pussy Paradise

My teaching program at USC was just me, a few totally beta nerdy but nice hopeless guys, and 10-15 hot college coeds for each guy. And none of them wanted the betas. So it was like 10 chicks for each dude who wasn’t a complete fucktard. I was the only fuckable guy in the program, so a lot of them acted like they wanted me all the time.

Some of them were pretty cunty like so many young women, with a mix of flirtation and offense/revulsion that so many women engage in: “Fuck me! What? You want to fuck me? Fuck you creep. Ew let’s get away!”

Took me a long time to figure out that this insane bullshit is actually a part of normal female behavior. Those nasty ones were usually sorority girls, and sorority girls and fraternity guys are notorious for being cunts and assholes.

However, I met and got to know quite a few of those rich young women and most of them were really, really nice.

The Library in Hollywood

I used to do aide work at an elementary school in Hollywood. It was like me and no other guys and 10-15 hot college-aged women. They were always all over me.

I was doing student teaching with 2nd graders. It was like me and 10-15 hot college babes. They all flirted with me all the time, and they were all always putting their hands all over me for no reason. I should have dated a lot more of them than I actually did, but I screwed up and was not bold enough.

One day they were all over me as usual and some kid pointed to me and the 10-15 chicks and said, “Who’s Bob’s girlfriend?” This cool second grader  like he could not even believe that men like me existed. he looked at me with wide but reverent yet uncomprehending eyes and said, “All of them! All those girls! They’re all his girlfriends!” Because that’s what it seemed like. But I didn’t take advantage of that like I should.

One of these women who was all over me was a hot young Romanian woman whose father was a doctor. Angela R. What do you know? I remember her name after 37 years! I have been trying to think of it this whole evening and I finally got it. Lived in Marina del Rey.

One day I said I was sick, and she got this concerned but very hesitant and frightened look in her face and came up to me and put both both of her hands nervously and tentatively on my lymph nodes. She said, “Yes, they’re swollen.” She seemed really turned on but also terrified. Like she was very afraid to openly flirt with me like that.

I got her number and asked her out to football games, but it never happened. She was a cool chick though. She was repressed too though.

“Which One of Us Is Going to Fuck Bob?”

One day they were all all over me and flirting with me, and then it was time to go. I was walking out and the two sorority cunts were leaving too.

A blond and a redhead.

The Blond

The blond was a rich, annoyed coed who nevertheless was always flirting with me for no reason at all. Then I would go talk to her and she would be, “Fuck off weirdo!”But this is just the normal behavior of women. See below.

Once I gave a presentation, and this hottie was flashing me her panties the whole time. I asked her where to buy cheap gas, and she acted annoyed. “I don’t know.” There was a gas price crisis, but rich people never concern themselves with petty things like the price of gas. So the same chick who was flashing me her pussy was also acting quite hostile towards me.

And later she switched to flirty. I passed out Macademia nuts for some dumb reason as a part of my presentation, and it turned into a party. She came around me and acted very sexy and flirty and talked about how much she loved Macademia nuts.

Sexual Attraction-Rejection Dynamics in the Human Female

You have to realize that this is typical female madness and not get weirded out or confused by it. Very important, or you will possibly hate women for at least a lot of your life. This nonsense is not worth hating them over.

Women are not evil even though they seem like they are. Instead they’re just crazy. They’re nuts. They don’t know what they are doing. So they’re off the hook on being evil.

As I Am Leaving the School with the Blond and the Redhead Sorority Girls

The blond was with her hot redhead best friend with curly hair who was actually pretty nice, if a bit hard to approach.

The redhead looked back at me with very horny eyes. I was a few feet behind them, and the redhead whispered to the cunty blond, “Who’s going home with him?” like after the flirt-fest with 10-15 chicks all over me all morning, obviously at least one of them was going to take me home and fuck me at the end right?

Because they had all acted like they wanted to fuck that day, and there was this intense sexual vibe in the library all morning. So she’s like, “Obviously one of us 15 girls is going to fuck Bob! Which one of us is it going to be?”

To tell you the truth, just hearing her say that was one of the peaks of experiences with women in my lifetime. I’ve rarely felt like such a damned stud.

The blond acted annoyed and said, “I don’t know!”

I should have made a severely bold move right then. I have gone over this day many times and rehearsed what I should have said. Instead I pussed out.

Game/PUA: Does She Hate You or Love/Hate You?

Women often hate the men who turn them on.

If a woman really hates you, she will ignore you. When I see a woman who acts like she really hates me, sometimes I think, “I should get her number.”

Sometimes she simply hates you, and you really ought to return her hatred with the same, even in a store. I do this to hostile cunts even in public in stores to the point where I become “the belligerent asshole customer.”

Thing is, I don’t care. This stupid cunt hates me for no reason and acts contemptuously towards me. Cunts who behave that way towards me get the full on hostile treatment. Sometimes they get angry and try to grab things away from me, and we have tug of wars with some object and a big scene unfolds. I laugh at this. They often say, “Sir! You really need to calm down!” I refuse to and I laugh at that too.

If she gets civilized, I stop the anger and return her decency. When I leave, I say, “Have a nice day!” in a sarcastic, snide way. A lot of times when I walk out the other employees look at me and smile as if to say, “Thumbs up!” What that means is, “Everyone hear hates that mean cunt too! Thank you for putting that bitch in her place, sir!”

If she hates you/wants you sexually, you get a mixture of contempt, rage, a fighting mode like she wants to punch you, and then it’s mixed with an extremely friendliness and seductiveness. There’s often a lot of nervousness thrown in.

Thing is this female has intense feelings towards you. I can’t tell you how many women who were in love with me, often wildly, alternated between profound love and extreme hatred. You see, she cares about you. When a woman cares about someone, she has intense feelings towards them. Like I said, women who really hate you will just act like you do not exist. That’s what real contempt looks like.

Dirty little secret is a lot of women sort of hate the men who they have sexual relationships with. If you are involved, even sexually, with a woman, and she acts extremely angry, hateful, or rageful towards you at times, it’s just normal crazy female behavior.

Sex is an extremely strong emotion in females, and it throws them into all sorts of weird and often insane moods and behaviors. She doesn’t really hate you. She just “hates you for fucking her.”

Or there are other things involved, like intensity. She simply has intense feelings for you. Her like for you is intense. It’s love affair of the century. When she’s mad at you, it’s intense. You are literally Satan and she is going to murder you and ruin your life. Then a few days later, you are the man she’s waited her whole life for.

Men are driven completely insane by this rollercoaster lunacy, and this is why most men say that women are all insane. They’re not really crazy. They are just very sensitive and emotional creatures, and when she is in love with you or sexually involved, this brings out the profound love and hate switching back and forth.

This is why wise men say, “Love and hate are very close, Bob.” Normie idiots usually use denial and say that’s not true. They’re either lying or they don’t get it. Most people don’t want to agree that love and hate are as close as they are because it seems nuts, and it shatters all of our myths about what love and hate, attraction and revulsion, kindness and cruelty, really mean. We think they are opposites, but not so fast now.

PUA/Game: Women Are a Wild Ride

Rep: Nowadays I love doing the psychologist. I have a lot of knowledge about this. When I do, inevitably some subconscious stuff in the  women’s psyche projects onto me, so it’s a dangerous and wild fluctuating game for sure. But it can give you crazy sex at the peaks.

If the male mind is Logos, then the female mind is something like Magic or Aleister Crowley’s Chaos Magic. Order and logic and forward progress may be the rule of logic-minded Logos, but the world of the female mind is ruled by entropy, which after all is one the principles of the universe, and one that has a lot more scientific basis than Logos, which is still quite theoretical despite being created by Hegel and affirmed by Marx, two great minds.

“Woman” is a wild ride. Always has been, always will be. Ever been on a rollercoaster? Get a rush? Then maybe you can handle women without getting  broken for good.

Yes, the female psyche is a dark and dangerous place, wild like the wilderness or jungle and brutal and glorious like both, like a wild thunderstorm with lightning and thunder, a jungle cruise, a mountain climbing expedition, a jungle trek, a rollercoaster ride, a deep-sea fishing trip.

She will fling you to the highest of peaks where your mind swims with the stars and then hurl you down to the bottom of the Marianas Trench, where she will crush you like a bug when you are down there, turning her heels contemptuously and stomping away. You lie there at the bottom of the fucking ocean, literally lower than whale shit, wondering if it was all worth it.

The world of women is a wild emotional ride of what I call “emotional peak experiences.”  If women live for anything at all, it is this. They even crave the lows if they are wild and crazy lows. With women, everything is straight from the gut, every time. I am woman, hear me roar! Woman, intensity is thy middle name.

Men, do you like to live dangerously? If you do, you may have fun with that wild ride called the human female. For the more sedate and sensitive types though, her wild energy straight from the bowels of Earth and the tangles and tussles of Nature may prove to be simply too much.

There are an awful lot of broken men out there. And the culprit was womanhood.*

+And to be fair to women, vice versa too.

PUA/Game: Former Stud with a Jinx or Hex on Him

Rep: I used to be a player in my 20s and was very successful, especially online. 100+ easily. I made them laugh, was confident, became their psychologist, etc. But then I had a relationship at age 29-32. It destroyed me on an emotional level, and she left me. Now I’m 33, it’s been like a year and a half that she left.

And it appears I have like a bad spell on me. Even my photos online don’t seem to work. The different is HUGE. I even tried using my old photos, which worked back then, and same result. It’s as if I have an aura that they don’t want, and it even telepathically gets to them or something behind their mobile screen!

Has this ever happened to you? Any tips to flush that bad spell away? It makes me crazy, like I feel like telling them: “No! No! This is mistaken identity! In actuality, I *am* a stud!”. And I was. I didn’t gain weight or anything.

First of all, I would like to say that there is no such thing as a “former stud” if you’re player skills were real and due to Looks + Game or some combination thereof. Men who get women via Fame, Power, Money, or Status – sometimes I think they are “synthetic Alphas.” I mean take any of those four things that are getting him the women away from him. Ok, now how does he do? He can’t get laid with God’s help. Ok, synthetic Alpha.

If you were getting all those women by pure Looks and skill (Game), this optimally should be a part of your personality for the rest of your life. You should always be able to plug back into that former stud self of yours. Just transport yourself back 10 years and become the guy you used to be. Float your soul out of this present mortal coil and move into that synthetic body suit of memory a decade ago. It should fit well.

As I said, this will always be a part of you, unless you screw up really bad. One thing you should do now is to make a vow that for the rest of your life, this Stud Self will always be a part of your personality.

Now as far as your problem. You may indeed have a jinx or a spell on you. And sometimes I think I have one on me and women can sense it even through the damned computer or cellphone. I know it doesn’t make sense. If this is true, then your old photos of the self that did so well back then are not working now because they are “contaminated” by some “negative force”, which would be the black energy that is jinxing or hoaxing you.

Now I have no idea if jinxes or hoaxes exist. Perhaps they work off of some known or unknown psychological mechanism. And if they exist at all, as I mentioned in the last post, they should be able to be explained by the laws of physics.

Anyone have any theories or explanations about what’s going on with our brother here? If so, what advice can we give him. Come on boys, put on those thinking caps.

PUA/Game: Casting Spells on Women

Rep: But then I had a relationship at age 29-32. It destroyed me on an emotional level, and she left me. Now I’m 33. It’s been a year and a half since she left.

And it appears I have like a bad spell on me. Even my photos online don’t seem to work. The different is HUGE. I even tried using my old photos which worked back then and got the same result. It’s as if I have an aura that they don’t want, and it even telepathically gets to them or something behind their mobile screen!

Has this ever happened to you? Any tips to flush that bad spell away? It makes me crazy, like I feel like telling them: “No! No! This is mistaken identity! In actuality, I *am* a stud!” And I was. I didn’t gain weight or anything.

Sometimes I feel like I have that bad spell on me too, and they can read some sort of bad vibes even through the damned cellphone without ever seeing me or hearing my voice one time. I don’t know what to do about it, honestly.

On the other side of the wall, I’ve also been able to actually cast love spells on them somehow. No idea how I do it, but over and over again, women say it seems like a cast a spell on them.

What are you, a warlock?…What have you done to me?…I feel like I am under your spell.

They often say that they are horny all the time, from morning until night, and that they want to masturbate all the time. And they often say they have never felt this way before.

I laughed at one, an 18 year old girl. She was getting frustrated: “Take it off. Take off the spell.” She told me she was horny and wet from the time she got up in the morning til the time she went to bed at night, and she had never felt that way before.

I laughed and told her that that’s how it’s supposed to work. Then I laughed again and refused to take the spell off. She pouted. I laughed at her again, this time right in her face. She looked at me like she was going to slap me, but then her expression changed. It was as if she was thinking, “This guy’s so arrogant I want to slap his face. But then I think again, and I realize, ‘But I like that.'”

I haven’t the faintest idea if I am really casting spells on them. I do it in my mind like a magician. I concentrate all my mental energy into an intense spell, which feels like a pure wave of silver-bright energy. I have no idea if it is real or not.

For all I know this may be working off of  some known psychological mechanism. Or maybe magic itself works off of some psychological mechanism, known or unknown.

After all, the universe is ruled by the laws of physics. Everything that happens in the world, even magic, spells, ghosts, poltergeists, levitation, any of that stuff, whether it’s true or happens or not, I will tell you one thing for sure, if there is anything to any of those insane  “pseudoscience” phenomena, I assure you that they are working via the known laws of physics.

The universe operates on a couple of basic principles:

  • Inside the laws of physics, every actually existing thing in the universe.
  • Outside the laws of physics, nothing at all, anywhere, at any time, ever.

Game/PUA: Get Two Women at Once! Part 2

Anyway, after the 45 Grave show  in  downtown LA in 1983, we were all walking to this hip cafe in Little Tokyo where all the punks, musicians and other maniacs hung out. It was very late at night. I look on either side of me, and there’s a young woman. For some reason I think it’s ok and I put my arms around both of them at once. On cue, they both smile and giggle, accept the embraces and move closer to me. Not a word was said. None needed to be said.

Cool! Now I have two women at once! Yeah! We go to this cafe and start ordering food. It’s me and two young women. One is 18 and not attractive, the other, not sure, a few years older and she looks damn good. They live in East LA. Young woman is White, the other assimilated Hispanic.

We are sitting there eating this Oriental food and the cute one starts making all these weird comments,

“What do you like to eat?…Flesh?…People?…”

I would respond and she would get mad and basically call me a pervert. Women do this constantly. They make blatant passes at you and when you respond, they call you a pervert. Ignore it. It’s just a woman being crazy as usual. Female sexuality is all tied up in love and hate. That is, they often hate the men they love.

If you are seducing her, that makes her angry because you broke down her defenses and convinced her to have sex with you like a slut when she wanted to be a good girl. Anyway pay no attention to women when they do this crap. Most do it and it’s just nonsense. Don’t let it hurt your feelings and make you feel guilty.

She’s mad.

“You’re…being…insinuating…”

“Damn right I am baby..”

She goes on…

“So…wanna have a threeway? Wanna fuck both of us…”

“Hell yeah!”

This guy at the next booth leans over and looks at me like, “I can’t believe these women are asking this guy to do a threeway with him!”

She backtracks on it later on. Women do this all the time. They say they want sex and then they backtrack on it. What do you think #metoo crap is all about. Men get frustrated with this bullshit and just attack them.

I keep pressing her for the threeway.

Her eyes get this wild wide eyed look with huge, crazy looking, insane person eyes. Guys! When women get like this, it means you are making them horny as Hell, like horny beyond all control. She’s losing control of herself. And yeah when women get horny, they often act like they are going insane, exactly.

“Get me some drugs and I’ll do it!…Get me some coke…or some speed.”

She’s on the phone to a dealer at 1 AM. No one home. I’m giving them both a ride home. I have no idea how they got here.

The ride home gets really weird. The unattractive one starts bailing out of the plan, screaming:

“I’m a lesbian! I’m a lesbian!”

Her friend keeps saying,

“No you’re not. Don’t say that shit. Shut up. You just need a kind, gentle man to break you in so you lose your virginity.”

The other one keeps screaming,

“I’m a lesbian! I’m a lesbian!”

at the top of her lungs. The other one keeps screaming,

“No you’re not! Shut up!”

at the top of her lungs.

I’m trying not to lose control over the wheel and I’m thinking,

“Jesus Christ my life is insane!”

We get to their house and the exit is crazy and wild. Somehow I get into the house even though they half act like they don’t want me in. I just laugh and barge in anyway and turn around with this million dollar smile that says,

“What you gonna do about it, ladies?”

You have to do arrogant, aggressive, assholey stuff like this with women. Not so much assholey as funny assholey. I’m not sure if women love assholes, but a lot of them definitely like funny assholes. A lot of men like them too for some reason.

Somehow later on that night I end up having sex with both of them, more or less, at once and separately, all mixed in and mixed up. Even the “lesbian.” Turned out she liked it a lot more than she thought.

At 3 AM I am driving home and laughing.

“Jesus Christ my life is insane!”

Game/PUA: Pick up a Female within a Very Short Time of Walking into a Nightclub, Party, etc.

I walked in the door of the Christian Death show at the Anticlub in 1985, and within three full minutes, I had a 20 year old hottie around my arm, her hand on my ass.

I went over to the bar and next thing I knew there was this hottie leaning right in my ear, way too close,

“Buy me a drink.”

Guys, that’s a come-on. Anytime a woman leans into you very hard and whispers right into your ear breathily while getting way too close for a whisper, it’s a hard come-on. It means she’s horny. Period. Also, “Buy me a drink” means she really likes you. It also means she’s horny. Real horny.

I buy her a drink and then I just reach around put my arm around her and look over at her and smile. She puts her hand on my ass. Whenever a woman puts her hand on your ass like that, she absolutely wants to fuck. That’s what that means: “I want to fuck.”

I didn’t say a word and neither did she. In a lot of these situations, the less you say, the better. Many times it’s better to say nothing at all. Just let your actions pass for  words. Words are only going to screw things up in cases like this.

I forget what happens. We leave the club and we are driving around Hollywood “to get some booze.” Or at least that’s the fake excuse. I reach over to the passenger seat and put my hand under her dress. No questions asked, no words said. I just fucking did it.

No panties. She smiles:

“I never wear panties.”

She’s wet. She smiles again:

“My pussy’s always wet.”

It must be awful fun to be a young woman!

We end up in Hollywood (the club is in East Hollywood), buy a couple of cans of beer for no reason, and next thing I know, we are in an empty lot. I’m taking a piss and she’s watching with a smile on her face. Women are nuts. They love to watch men piss for some insane reason. We are walking back. She’s giggling:

“Boooooooooooob.”

She says it in a weird, teasing, insinuating way, with her voice going too high and too low, sort of undulating and my name being stretched way out. Every time a female has said my name like this, it’s always meant she’s horny and wants to fuck.

It’s hard to describe it, but she’s saying it like you are funny in some way, except she’s not laughing at you. It’s also a childlike tease. I would have to do a vocal to describe it. But if a female ever says your name like that, she wants to fuck.

We are back in the club. On our way in, a guy pushes his eyes wide open and opens the door for us. He’s looking at me wide-eyed like, “I can’t believe you got this hot chick” or “Total respect, I’m in awe of you for getting this hot chick.” As he opens the door he asks, “Who says the age of chivalry is dead?” I laugh. It’s a good line, and I use it on women to this day, except lately most are too dumb to get the joke and give me a baffled look.

Somehow she ditches me. Not sure why, but I was in bad shape mentally back then. Maybe that was it.

The show’s over. We are outside. I am trying to give her a ride home. She’s trying to weasel out of the dick like they always do. She’s going home with her friends. She’s insistent. I look at her and give her a huge, assholey, arrogant million dollar smile. I point at her and laugh in her face:

“Nope. You’re going home with me.”

She takes to the challenge. She likes this “funny asshole” behavior.

“Oh I am, am I?”

Big smile, as wide as the Hollywood street.

“You sure are, dammit.”

She’s laughing like this is a challenge or a joke. Really it’s both at the same time.

“Ok let’s arm wrestle and see who wins. If I win, I go home with my friends. If you win, I go home with you.”

“Deal.”

Our elbows on are in the trunk of the car next to mine. We arm-wrestle. Of course I totally destroy her. She smiles and sighs but somehow seems happy with the result.

Women have only asked me to arm-wrestle them a few times. Every time I totally destroyed them. I think they know you will destroy them, and they actually want to be destroyed. They sigh when you win but then they smile a smile of resignation and peace. Each time, it absolutely meant she wanted to fuck right then or later that night. If she asks you to arm-wrestle, she’s horny and she wants to fuck. Right. Now.

We are in the car, speeding down the freeway. Without a word, she attacks me and almost literally rips my pants off like an animal. I’m hard right away. She starts sucking my cock. She gives excellent head. In a minute, I get off. I am 25, remember.

Speeding 55 mph down the 5 Freeway at 3 AM, I ejaculate. As I am trying to control the wheel and not crash, I look over to the right at the lit-up skyscrapers of downtown LA, and I think:

“Jesus Christ, my life is insane.”

Game/PUA: Hint: Your Girlfriend’s Best Friend Often Wants You Too

I have to tell you this. If you are dating a woman, her best friend often wants to fuck you too. If you play your cards right, you can end up fucking the best friend too. I have no idea why women do this. Maybe they are “sharing the hot guy.” Maybe it’s just manstealing. Females are notorious man thieves. They are always stealing other women’s men. They steal their best friends’ men. They’re shameless. And they’re insanely competitive in this way.

The Octoroon Ball

Polar Bear: Were they more business minded in SD, while  in New Orleans, they were more concerned with culture?

Robert’s mentioned the Mulatto Balls, and mulattoes, mostly women, formed an elite group in New Orleans.

The Octoroon Ball in New Orleans. My father told me about that. Apparently they had this even under Jim Crow! The Octoroon Ball was a huge deal. The women supposedly had to be octoroons, that is, 1/8 Black, but I am not sure how this was enforced. On the other hand, racial classifications were pretty strictly enforced under Jim Crow.

My Dad said White men would come from all over to that Octoroon Ball with the hopes of meeting one of those octoroon women. He said a lot of them were very beautiful.

I am not going to comment on the beauty of pure Blacks, although some pure Black women are beautiful. It’s more a matter of taste than anything else – whether you like Black features or not. Some people like Black features and others don’t.

I do think it’s fascinating that if you throw a little bit of Black into a White person, you can often get a very attractive woman. I have also seen 1/3 Black and 1/2 Black women who were total knockouts.

Often you want to ask them a rude question about what race they are because many highly-mixed mulatto women do not appear to be part of any known human race at all. They look very exotic. And they often don’t look very Black either, other than a darker skin color. Often they look more like a White person with a deep tan and some exotic features.

Game/PUA: Females Are Incredibly Shallow

Polar Bear: Cunts. I meet a lot of people in a day and the total bitches have been women.

Of course. Most men are pleasant. Women have no idea of how Man World works. They haven’t a clue. A lot them think we are mean and fight all the time. Often they think our sense of humor is cruel to each other. The more feminist (cunty) they are, the more they think like this.

Oh yeah. Wait til you get to be my age. No young woman (or woman period) will give me so much as the time of day, and all I get is rudimentary politeness at best. Many of them explicitly treat me as if I am not there. It’s also not uncommon for me to say something to them and have them not respond. The better looking they are, the more cunty they are like this.

The only attention I get from women period is negative attention. That is, if they are ever looking at me for any significant amount of time, it’s for a negative reason. Like “I don’t like you” or “You’re doing something wrong.”

I am used to it meaning positive attention when a woman looks at me – “I like you” or “You’re cute/hot” – so this is very confusing and hard for me to take. I get the attention, and I automatically assume it’s positive – “She likes me,” and then it dawns on me a bit later that she’s really saying, “You’re doing something wrong, asshole!” It’s discouraging and depressing.

I mean you start out thinking this person looked at you like they like you (gets your hopes up and makes you feel good) then a bit later, you realize that they actually looked at you like they hate you. It feels like a kick in the stomach.

All because of my age. I guess I am not attractive or desirable anymore due to my age, so that’s what all this crap treatment is about. I can’t believe how shallow women are. Women treated me like a king when I was goodlooking, and now that I’m not attractive anymore, they treat me like a slug on the ground.

The World of Men Runs on the Threat of a Punch in the Face

The truth is that Man World runs on the principle of a Punch in the Face. That’s the overriding rule behind all of Man World. You overstep your bounds, and some guy is going to hit you. Not kill you. Just hit you. And 100% of real men will defend him for that. Those men who say, “It’s against the law to ever hit another man unless he hits you!” are just wussies, cucks, and girls.

This threat tends to keep most men in line. Actually, if you go out in public and act hostile towards other men, a lot of men are going to get mad at you. Masculine and very masculine in particular will get mad at you. Why? Because you are breaking the code.

The rule is, If I Don’t Show This Guy Proper Respect, He Has a Right to Punch Me in the Face. It’s all about saving face, respect, honor, not dissing someone, etc. This is the glue that holds Man World together. Take it away and you get Syria. Even if we don’t particularly like another man, we (or at least I) suck up to him anyway. You don’t like him? Fine, pretend to like him for Chrissake.

This rule is needed because the aggression and even violence level in men is so high. We are all  pretty much Natural Born Killers.

A fight between men gets physical awful fast. And men are very strong so as soon as things get physical, someone can get hurt real quick. Not only that but male tempers spiral easily out of control and the line between a fist fight and a homicidal attack is finer than you think.

That is why when you have a group of 20 men together, one of the themes of the group is, Hey Let’s Make Sure We Don’t All Kill Each Other.

If there’s even any significant arguing in that group, other men will often jump in to shut it down real fast. Not because they are pussies but because they know how quickly hostility between men spiral into physical violence and from there into serious physical violence to near-homicidal and then to homicidal behavior. And the line between the last three is thin indeed.

Men aren’t maniacs. We fought a lot as boys but most of us don’t want to get in any more physical fights with other men as adults. It’s not that’s no fun. Fistfights are a blast in a sense. They send you right back to that evil little boy you thought you had locked up in solitary way down in your gut, never to see the light of day again.

They’re a blast and they’re terrifying at the same time. I’ve gotten in about a fistfight a year for the last 10 years. They’re fun in a way, but I generally get hurt or damaged every time (like my clothes get ripped). I would be perfectly happy to never get into another fistfight with a man again.

Game/PUA: “All Bitches Are Crazy”

Roy: Perhaps most all women are crazy, my own mother is far better than most women but still crazier than most men.

All women are nuts, pretty much. My Mom is pretty stable though. But she is still a lot more emotional than I am. I think women are just sensitive. Sensitivity means emotionality and to us men that seems crazy or flaky because a highly emo man is seen as crazy/flaky.

I have seen comments about men describing them as having “almost female levels of flake.” These guys were PUA’s who probably had some sort of Cluster B stuff going on at some level like most players.

There is a site in the manosphere which is too misogynistic for my tastes, but nevertheless had some of the finest insight on women that I have ever seen. One guy who writes for the site said

LOL ALL bitches are crazy. Don’t even try to figure them out!

That’s actually excellent advice. I don’t agree with referring to all women as bitches, but from the male point of view, most women definitely seem crazy to us. This craziness is seen in its full extent if you get involved with them sexually or as a close friend. As a close friend you will see how unstable she is, and as a lover she will direct a lot of her pent-up instability towards you.

On the other hand if you only know a woman informally as a landlord, relative, store owner or worker, or coworker, you may never see much instability. Women have an amazing ability to compartmentalize their instability. I never found that the women I knew as casual acquaintances were unstable. I have never found my female coworkers to be unstable in any job. Hell, the men were more unstable at some jobs. Gay men in particular can be dramatically unstable and flaky at work, often far worse than women.

The reason this is important is that realizing that women are unstable no matter how much a saint you are is essential for getting along with women. Otherwise you will be feeling guilty and miserable all the time because the various females in your life will be emo-ing out on you and having regular flipouts and rage-outs.

I was raised that a proper couple never fought. My father would always proudly say, “Do you ever see your mother and I fight?” My mother would nod her head as if this was the most reasonable concept in the world. We would dubiously say no. As it turned out, the last 30 years of my parents’ marriage was basically a warzone, so they were lying – if not then, then later for sure.

No matter how hard you try, no matter how good, kind, saintly, decent, sane, and mature you try to be, your woman is still going to be flipping on you and getting upset and mad at you.

Once you realize that women do these flipouts as a matter of course as natural and normal behavior and it’s not your fault, you can stop feeling guilty every time one of your women has a flip-out and tries to guilt trip you.

The latter is because many to most female flipouts are her getting annoyed, angry, or upset at you for some reason and consequently guilt-tripping you into thinking  you made her feel that way  by something you said or did. But it’s often not your fault.

When your woman does this, stop and think if what you did or said was really all that bad or if she was just being typical flaky female. If you acted bad or said something bad, just apologize and hope she gets over it. If she doesn’t get over it, just keep apologizing.

A lot of Game theorists say

Never apologize to your woman for anything, ever.

I get why they say that but I cannot get down with it. If apologizing makes me look pathetic, fine. I’ve been apologizing to females my whole life, and I’ve dated and had as girlfriends many beautiful girls and women. I’ve been in love many times and many women have been in love with me. I’ve had 20 lifetimes worth of sex. And I’ve been apologizing they whole way.

So you can still have a rich life full of women and sex even if you apologize to them all the time. Maybe it doesn’t work but it’s not really going to hobble you.

There was an instructive post on the Red Pill Reddit group, which I despise. But those pricks still have a lot of good advice. Go ahead and read them for advice while recognizing what jerks and assholes they are. It’s not hard to do.

This was from a transwoman or transsexual man. This is a man who thinks he is a woman. He may or may not have had surgery. He’s not a woman, but the hormones he is taking can make him think like one.

Histories from these men are very interesting because they have a unique perspective on womanhood. They have been men so they have been there and done that.

And after they take the hormones, they start thinking and acting like a woman in a lot of ways. Because this is all new to them and contrary to their male life, many are shocked at the difference. From this we can learn about what women are really like.

One transwoman said he became extremely emotional after taking hormones. His emotions went all over the place – up, down, and all around, and he had a hard time controlling them and was frequently at their mercy. He often had no idea why he was feeling some emotion or other. New emotions would come over him out of nowhere with no clue about what set them off. He would start crying and would even go on long crying jags without any good reason.

He had previously been a very unemotional or stoic man, so this was all new to him and it makes his extreme emotionality on the hormones even more shocking.

He also said one more thing that fascinated me – he said for the first time in his life he started giggling. Giggling! Teenage girls and women do that! How many men giggle? Maybe a gay man. We don’t really do that. Who knew that women’s giggling was probably biological? Fascinating.

The man at Red Pill said that on the hormones for the first time he felt very alone, unprotected, and vulnerable. The world seemed like a very frightening place and he was afraid of many things and people – especially men who seemed particularly scary. He also felt helpless and like he could or would not be able to defend himself if attacked.

He felt himself longing for a strong, protective person, often a strong man, to protect him. He was drawn to strong men and clung to them like a buoy in the churning seas.

His emotions also became wild and changed all the time for little or no reason. He had boyfriends. One night he was with a boyfriend, and he got upset at the boyfriend about something that upon retrospect was quite trivial and probably didn’t even deserve a reaction at all. He got angry and upset at the boyfriend and even started crying.

Then he noticed something. The boyfriend acted alarmed and upset for a bit, but then he calmed down and simply seemed to be mostly ignoring the transwoman. The transwoman was thinking, “Here I am. Having an emotional crisis, and he’s ignoring me!” He was very upset. But then he thought some more. He realized that what he was upset about was something that was so trivial it didn’t even deserve much thinking about, much less a mini-breakdown.

Then he realized why men treat women like this. He realized that women’s hyperemotionality leads them to make mountains out of molehills and blow up or freak out over all sorts of minor things.

And he realized that men had figured this out and men had realized that it wasn’t worth it to get upset or feel guilty every time your woman is having a mini-breakdown. Instead, most men figure out that women are just like this by nature, they can’t help it, and many of their mini-crises are really about nothing consequential at all.

Hence, men decide that the best thing to do when your woman is having her crisis du jour about not much of anything is simply to more or less ignore her. And that’s not cruel or mean. It’s simply sensible.

You see a child throwing a tantrum about something stupid. What do you do? Lose your head? Of course not. You realize it’s just a kid having a crisis over nothing at all, so you more or less ignore the kid. If it was something important it would warrant attention, but it’s not.

And if a woman is getting upset about nothing much as they are so often wont to do, the only sensible and rational thing to do is more or less ignore her. It’s no more cruel and evil than ignoring the kid with the tantrum.

Masculine and Feminine Styles of Going Crazy

Borderline Personality Disorder manifests in different ways according to sex and gender. Borderline women turn a lot of their rage inwards into pain in the feminine style, while Borderline men turn their pain outwards into rage in the masculine style.

In both cases what is being internalized or externalized is something I would call different things: Pain, hurt, negativity. Possibly pain fits best. So in that sense all outward rage is simply inner pain directed outwards. And all inner pain is simply outward rage directed inwards.

Also a very high percentage of Borderline men are gay or bisexual. This makes sense as BPD is a female or feminine disorder. Borderline is simply the way that the Feminine Spirit goes crazy, and in that sense, all women are a bit Borderline.

Females go crazy in histrionic, borderline (both dramatic), and depressive (inwards) ways.

Males go crazy in psychopathic, narcissistic (male styles of dramatic, which are often quite aggressive), and manic (outwards and not uncommonly aggressive) ways.

  • Narcissism in the male or masculine person = Borderline in the female/gay man  or feminine person.
  • Psychopathy in the male or masculine person = Histrionic in the female/gay man or feminine person.
  • Mania in the male or masculine person = Depression in the female or feminine person.

I have argued before that male and female psychopaths or criminals are different, hence, we have masculine and feminine criminal styles:

  • Generalized criminality with a lot of aggression and even violence in the male = Prostitution and thievery in the female.

 

Boys Who Kill Animals: A Hierarchy of Animal Victims

Same here. But, I don’t ever recall hurting a kitten or pup. Even as a toddler, I always loved cats and dogs. What is it really about them that children love so much? Maybe that they’re mammals?

I think the children who abuse cats and dogs are violent psychopaths in the making. I’d have never ever imagined hurting these creatures.

First I would like to point out that animal-killing is something boys do, and it’s very common. Girls generally speaking simply do not kill any kind of animals, even insects. They’re too tender-hearted for that sort of thing.

Sure, there is a hierarchy to this sort of thing. Most all boys kill insects and that’s no big deal really.

Next is fish. Yes, some boys kill fish for kicks, especially boys who fish for sport, but a fish is a primitive organism. To me though, killing fish is more serious than killing insects. A fish is larger and you can really see it suffer if you kill it. Bugs just die right away and they are so small that it is hard to empathize with them if you kill them.

Next up are amphibians like frogs. For some reason this is a bit more serious than killing fish. Nonetheless, quite a few boys kill frogs and other amphibians. President George Bush did as a boy.

Next up would probably be reptiles. For some reason, I think this is a bit more serious than killing amphibians, mostly because I’ve rarely heard of boys killing reptiles.

It’s rare for boys to kill reptiles because they’re a bit dangerous. Also boys love to catch snakes and make pets out of them. My friends caught kingsnakes and made pets of them. You had to feed them live mice! Our friends cackled with glee watching their pet snakes eat a live mouse. I told you boys are evil. Lizards will also fight back and a lot of them bite, especially those nasty alligator lizards we have here in California.

Next up would be birds. Now we are getting serious because birds are warm-blooded. Killing cold-blooded creatures is not that big of a deal, as they are all extremely primitive creatures far removed from us. The closer the animal gets to a human, the more of a serious matter the animal killing is.

But humans are warm-blooded, so killing warm-blooded creatures is a big deal. The Mexican Indian man next door told me that as a boy in Mexico, they used to kill birds! I could not believe he did that, and he was a bit defensive about it. He came out fine though. There’s nothing wrong with him. But I like birds so I won’t look fondly on bird-killers.

I am just guessing, but I think bird-killers might be older than killers of cold-blooded creatures, who tend to be young boys. As boys become teenagers, most of them start to think that killing bugs, fish, amphibians, etc. is childish and stupid. If they still want to kill animals, I imagine that they graduate on to birds and mammals. But most boys who killed animals as boys simply stop killing creatures when they become teenagers. They simply mature out of it.

Next up of course is mammals. Mammals are warm-blooded, and humans are mammals. If you are hunting mammals for sport with a gun, that is one thing, especially if you are going to eat the animal you kill. But if you are just killing them for kicks (typically by torturing them to death), you’ve got problems, especially if you are killing dogs and cats, as we humans love these animals and make pets out of them.

Yes, many serial killers start out killing mammals as boys. It’s more or less practice for killing humans, which they will do later on. I have no idea if mammal-killing boys can turn out ok. Perhaps some of them can. But if you know of a child or adolescent who is killing mammals, some intervention is needed. As soon as possible. This is a serious matter not to be trifled with.

Also I would like to point out that mammal-killers tend to be older than the other animal-killers listed above. They are usually teenagers aged 14-16, and they can be both boys and girls, but they are mostly boys.

Young Boys are Basically Evil

I think that young boys are very, very bad human beings. I have no idea if young girls are wicked too, but boys are definitely almost pure evil.

I think what we have in a young boy is pure undiluted male essence without any civilizing features. We men are basically born killers, and we love to fight. We probably love to rape too, I have no idea. The natural male in his primitive environment is probably close to a psychopath.

So this is what you see in a young boy – the pure diabolical and wicked nature of an uncivilized male in its pure essence. And when you think of it, the civilizing process whereby a boy is turned into a man is in part accomplished by adults, mostly adult men, stopping and hindering boys in their uncivilized wicked behavior and telling them that this behavior is not appropriate for a grown man in society.

Teenage boys are still pretty awful, and I was basically a juvenile delinquent. But they are quite a bit calmed down from the almost pure evil of young boys. And teenage boys are always being disciplined too to curb their ugly antisocial behaviors.

By the time a boy is 18, he is pretty close to being a man and a lot of the pure evil has been conditioned right out of him. But I believe it is still there. I feel like I still have that evil side of a man deep inside of me, and I really doubt if I am unique. Sure, it’s locked away in a maximum security prison deep down inside of me, hopefully never to see the light of day, but I know it’s in there because I can feel it.

It’s been there my whole life. That part of me, and the bad side of men period, is, let’s face it, pretty bad. I felt homicidal for much of my young adulthood. Homicidal against my enemies, not against humans in general. I’ve had homicidal fantasies off and on for much of my adult life, though I don’t much like to feel that way anymore.

Of course I’ve never acted on these thoughts except one time when I tried to kill a man. But understand that he and his friends were trying to kill me, ok? Kill or be killed.

I think a lot of men probably go their whole lives thinking seriously antisocial thoughts at least from time and time without ever acting on them. This is why I don’t particularly care if someone tells me they have homicidal fantasies or even thoughts about killing people. Because to me that’s more or less normal, certainly for a man. I want to know about the quality of those thoughts. Is he thinking about acting on them? Does he want to act on them? Etc.

There is a difference between thoughts and behavior which is lost on all moralfags, which includes almost all Americans. Yes, almost all Americans are severe moralfags. Americans engage in magical thinking. We think that thoughts and behavior are the same thing, and that’s magical thinking straight up. This is why Americans believe in the insanity of thought crimes.

I’ve been remarkably nonviolent in my life. If a guy like me can go his whole life thinking thoughts like this, imagine what more violent men think like. And even then in the vast majority of cases, they never act on their thoughts.

Believe It or Not, I Actually Do Not Support Bullying

Yeah I actually do not support bullying at all in spite of all of these articles I have written.

I definitely do not support the sort of bullying whereby the bad boys, psychoboys, or mean boys attack more or less normal kids. I experienced a bit of this, and it was traumatic for sure. But I got through it. It may even build character in that if you endure hardship, you come out stronger.

On the other hand, there will probably always be bad boys, psychoboys, and mean boys picking on more or less normal kids. I don’t see how you can ever get rid of it. One thing is if you act less weak and less dorky and nerdy and uncool, you get bullied a lot less. I think that is how I got outside of serious bullying.

I pretty much conformed and became a “cool guy” and after that, I didn’t get bullied much. It’s an ill wind that blows no good, and maybe if bullying forces kids to be less weak and to try to be more popular and well-liked, then maybe this is a case of a good thing coming from a bad thing. But it would be better if bad boys bullying normal kids never happened in the first place.

What people have gotten out of my bullying articles is that I support bullying. I don’t at all. I was bullied myself and those were some of the most traumatic experiences of my life. I have simply said that it will always be with us, and bullying of severe outliers might actually benefit them by forcing them to get their act together. Once they start acting more normal, the bullying will go way down.

Instead, I have simply said that kids don’t understand that bullying is bad the way that we adults do. And they probably never will. And I don’t feel guilty about what little bullying my friends and I did as a child. Why should I? We were stupid kids who didn’t know any better and we didn’t think it was wrong at the time.

On the other hand, it would be a better world (maybe) if extreme outliers were left alone.

I wonder about that too though. Should that crybaby boy DN not have gotten his ass beat in 5th grade? He was constantly bursting into tears for no reason. You don’t think that behavior ought to be corrected? I mean other boys have to be taught that crybabies get their asses beat. That’s the message I got out of that: “Crybabies get hit.”

On the other hand, in my mind now, the message is, “If I cry, I am going to get hit.” That’s a message from my childhood. You could argue that it’s sad and inhuman that I have that mindset, but I don’t cry much. I am actually a pretty hard, tough man in that respect. And I am wondering why that is a bad thing. I do cry sometimes. Just not very often at all.

If you don’t give boys this message “crybabies get hit”, you might get whole generations of crybaby men.

And straight boys have to get the message, “effeminate men get hit.” That way they will have a severe prohibition on acting effeminate and most straight men won’t behave in effeminate ways. Otherwise you might have whole generations of effeminate straight men.

Psychoboys obviously need to be bullied, although it doesn’t seem to do any good, and it seems to make them worse. But the message is “psychoboys get bullied.” That’s a good lesson to learn.

Why shouldn’t I have gotten the message “psychoboys get bullied and hit” when I was a kid? I mean it kept me from going that route. I saw how juvenile maniacs got treated, and I didn’t want that sort of treatment, so that was one thing that kept me from turning into a vicious little maniac.

Should extreme dorked out nerds get bullied? Part of me says no, but if they are not bullied, what motivation do they have to change? Don’t you think we should try to change their behavior? They might just go on being totally dorked out nerds their whole lives. You might have whole generations of men with many seriously dorked out idiots among them. This is a good thing?

On the other hand the humanitarian in me says that it would be nice if you we could reach a place where effeminate boys and totally geeked-out nerds were not bullied. I think of a world like that and smile inside. But realistically speaking, I do not think 10 year old boys will ever accept the screaming queens in their midst. No matter how much SJW brainwash they get, I just can’t see it. Boys will always bully other boys who are screaming queens.

And while it’s nice to think of nerds living peaceful lives, I doubt if boys will ever accept the severely geeked-out idiots amongst them. Boys will always attack severe outliers like that. I can’t see a world where 13 year old boys don’t bully the severe idiot nerds.

I still think psychoboys should get bullied for sure, and I am very wary of letting crybaby boys get away with it.

All boys need to be taught a lesson, or many lessons. Boyhood is really a place where you are endlessly being taught a lesson about this, that, or the other. This is how you learn what is acceptable and what it not acceptable behavior. This is how boys are turned into men.

Face it: Bullying Is Human Nature And You Will Never Stop It

Following on to Jason’s posts below.

People call my friends and I bullies (especially Jason). I wrote a few articles more or less saying that my friends and I were part of the 85% of kids who bullied a few of the “designated victims” at school. These victims got bullied because they were, frankly, complete weirdos or idiots or were not engaging in proper boyhood behaviors.  They were freaks, weird freaks.

Some of my commenters got very angry over these articles. One was a parent. A Chinese woman who used to send me money all the time left the site in anger.

There were a few designated victims when I was a boy. I can think of maybe five boys from ages 10-13 who we bullied quite a bit. But 85% of the boys joined in with us.

Therefore, most normal kids bullied a few designated victims and these boys could not be called bullies in any way. It’s insane. How can you possibly make a case that 80-90%  of young boys are “bullies” who we need to go to war against? It’s madness.

On the other hand, there was a small number of somewhat sociopathic, pre-delinquent boys, some of whom as teenagers almost seemed “pure evil” who bullied lots of boys outside of the few designated victims. They bullied anyone they thought was weaker than they were. So, sure, 10% of boys are bullies who need to be disciplined. But when you say 85% of little boys are evil bullies the word loses all of its meaning.

Look: here is the truth. Boys have always bullied other biys. Girls bully other girls. Kids basically bully each other. They probably do so all over the world and they have probably been doing so for as we back as we can study. In essence bullying is an innate feature of the process whereby a boy becomes a man. This has probably been going on forever all over the world too.

The thing is that almost all boys bully a few designated victims, and this is more or less normal. As they become adults, they usually stop bullying others in a few years. I stopped bullying at age 20 when one of my victims challenged me to a fistfight. At that time I thought and decided that I was just too old for this childish meanness.

As former bullies age into adults and parents, they all become fanatical anti-bullying activists, raging against bullying everywhere it rears its head. If they will admit that they used to be bullies, almost all of them will say they were wrong. As parents, these people will always say that all bullying is wrong. Useless “wars on bullying” are waged against human nature and the results are disappointing.

Bullying will continue into the forseeable future. Almost all boys will bully a few designated victims in more or less normal behavior. A few boys will be much worse and will be known as “the bullies.” Almost all of them will stop bullying in early adulthood. Then they will go on to become parents. After they become parents, they will say their childhood bullying was wrong, and they will wage furious pointless wars against some White Whale called Bullying.

Bullying is simply human nature. You can try to control it but I doubt if you can ever stop it.

Lousy Women Part 3: Black Women and Thieving Quasi-whores

RL: Basically they all stole money from me. Yeah, they were all Black but I’m not sure if the non-Black quasi-whores don’t steal just as much as the Black whores. In Thailand they say never even marry an EX-bar girl.

Those women who stole from me were quasi-whores. And it was more of a dating or pickup thing.

Two Black woman thieving quasi-whores: I had a date with two of them and one picked me up on the street with her friends after a party. Those two were coke whores and they ripped me off.

High class Black woman thieving quasi-whore: Then I had the high class Black girlfriend who was basically an expensive whore, one that didn’t even put out most of the time.

$8 bottle Black woman thieving quasi-whore: And a Black woman came up to me at the local store and asked me to buy her a bottle of booze and then we can go to her place. I buy her an $8 bottle and she gets in the car for a ride.

She turns completely cold. Since she promised me sex I reach under her top and start feeling her huge tits. She fights me off but then I keep on doing it. This is actually a crime called sexual assault but so what.

This is a #metoo moment but I don’t care. If any of these cunts promise us sex and get us to spend money on them and then weasel out the dick, hell yeah I’m to sexually assault them.

We get to her house and I forget what happens but she runs inside and shuts the door. So I paid $8 for a titty feel. Actually it might have been worth it. She had really huge tits.

Tinder Black woman thieving quasi-whore: I met a Black woman on Tinder who said she lived in my city and she wanted to fuck right away. Sorry, red flag.

I had an address and was about ready to go over there when all of a sudden she’s a single Mom who needs to get a sitter for her kid so we can fuck at her place.

But the kid will be bored at the sitter’s. She needs $40 from me to buy the kid a game to keep him occupied. So one more Black woman tried to steal money with this promise sex, get money, run scam.

So what I am experiencing over and over is Black women basically stealing money or trying to steal from me by getting me to spend money on them, promising sex, and then bailing on the sex. Even the high class Black woman did much the same thing.

I have to apologize to Alpha for saying this but as far as I am concerned, Black women are basically thieves and whores or better yet, thieving whores.

I know they’re not all like that but way way too many of them are. I mean that has been my experience with them, right? I keep having bad experiences and I don’t think I am unique. I always wondered why Black men seemed to hate Black women but now I get it. I get it, Black guys!

I know lots of Black women are not like this. Alpha’s not at all. But there sure are a lot of Black women who act awful. The problems in the Black community are not just the men being criminals. A lot of the women are acting horrendous too.

I mean a lot of the men act terrible too and a lot of Black women hate Black men and say they act bad. She basically Black men and Black women both act terrible and then they hate the other gender for that sex’s terrible behavior.

Lousy Females Part 2: 0-6 with Gypsy Females

0-6 with Gypsy women: My experiences with Black women are up there with Gypsies. So far I have met six Gypsies in my whole life. All were women. Five of them stole money from me, and the other one just got out of jail.

If there is a race more worthless than Gypsies, please let me know. I don’t think I want to meet anymore Gypsies. They are 0-6 with me. At some point, you stop giving a race of people chances anymore and just get a divorce from them.

Lousy Women Part 1: Worst Date Ever

Onto my worst date ever. Only maybe six weeks ago. The latest one was just a thieving quasi-whore. I matched her on Tinder and she wanted to date immediately and I am sorry but that really is a huge red flag right there.

I have had a couple of dates off Tinder and neither one jumped me right away. It took four days conversation with one and a month or so with the other until I got a date.

The only women who want to fuck you immediately are whores, thieves, scammers, these quasi-whore thieving bitches. The ones who wanted to fuck either stole money from me or tried to steal money from me. If they want to fuck right away, they are probably thieving scammers.

So I go down there, pick her up and it’s automatically scammy. She’s from Texas and out here all alone. She’s not living at a regular pad but instead she is saying at some Home for Wayward Women Drug Addicts.

She was on meth really bad and got put into this drug program somehow. She was telling me about how her father and grandmother both hated her guts and I was sympathetic. Now I see why they hated her. She’s an evil psychopathic thieving cunt from Hell.

Female readers: I am not calling all women bitches and cunts, but clearly quite a few women are bitches and some are even out and out cunts. But many women are neither. I am talking about a certain species of shitty women. I am not talking about women in general.

This is already getting weird. Finally I see her and she’s dragging a suitcase. Can she stay at my place for a few days as she is completely homeless? This completely takes me aback and once again this is very suspicious and scammy.

She is all alone, broke and homeless in a strange city and she tells me she is thinking about whoring to get the money she needs to get by. Red flag!

Not only are whores and all of the other camgirl whores, amateur porn star whores, picture seller whores, porn star whores, and stripper whores mostly all horrible women, but wannabe whores and ex-whores are also terrible.

The real whores you can use for sex, you can watch the strippers or the camgirls perform, you can buy amateur porn videos or the nude photos, but do not get involved in a dating relationship with any of these types of women.

They are basically thieves who live their whole lives to steal from us men by promising or giving out sex. To her you are a human credit card or a walking ATM.

We go into a store and I buy her some smokes. She doesn’t want to be seen with me because “people will talk.” This is a huge scammy red flag as these thieving cunt types often don’t want to be seen in public with you.

Later we go to a Starbucks but she won’t come in with me. We go to a drug store to buy her a bottle and she ditches me in the store.

Men if you are ever involved in any dating situation where the woman acts like she does not want to be seen in public with you, it is a huge red flag and she’s possibly trying to scam you.

We agree to my place and have sex. Earlier I had bought her a sex toy at an adult video store because she wanted one to masturbate with.

I also bought her some female horny pills. Well the pills start working and she’s getting really horny. If I don’t want to fuck her, she is going in my room, lying down on my bed and using the toy to get herself off. That’s how horny she is. I get a tit feel for a minute or two, which is nice.

Transactional dating. If you want to go out with them, you have to spend money on them. I paid a bill for her, bought her a sex toy and some sex stimulant pills and a bottle of booze. Basically the deal was you buy me this stuff and then I will fuck you.

Actually she was technically homeless and she said she wanted to move in with me for a while. She brought a suitcase to my house. She refused to come into my house with me, once again not wanting to be seen with me. Huge red flag again. She wants to stay in the car awhile.

I go in and later she comes in. She talks for an hour or so a bunch of weird babble and recites some great poem she wrote that is going to be a hit song except it is truly an awful poem.

My brother is over there and we chat for an hour or so. Her suitcase is in my room. All of a sudden things get really weird and she has to leave for no intelligible reason.

I told her she stole $70 from me and I called her a thieving whore. I said you ripped me off. She gave me her ID as collateral and said she would pay me back.

She shows up the next day and wants her ID back. I say give me the $70. She tries to pay me $25 of it, then we fight over the card for a while and things get weird because I won’t give the cunt her ID until she gives me some money.

Somehow she got the card out of me without paying any money. Somehow I followed her outside the house but then she took off running to a waiting Uber driver. She’s just a thieving cunt. She’s not even a proper whore.

So $70 for a titty feel. Something tells me that’s not worth it.

Unbelievably she calls me back a few days later and has her own place and invites me over. But she needs $70. Heard that song before. Blocked her.

Cunts like that have as their sole purpose on this Earth to steal as much money as they can from us men. This one was a certified psychopath. These bitches are the enemies of all of the men.

Sometimes I dream of a world where we men would get together and just kill cunts like this. In a truly patriarchal society like Arab society, she would have been killed a while back. That’s one good thing about patriarchy. It keeps the women in line.

Alt Left: I Guess Gay Marriage Wasn’t Enough

All right, this is just stupid.

You knew the Cultural Left would never stop with just gay marriage, right? Of course you did. Well, here ya go. This woman wants to marry two guys at once because these three adults all live together and all fuck each other. The two men both fuck the women and both of the guys fuck each other too.

Both of those guys look pretty damn faggy even though they are apparently bisexual. I got some news for you: I’ve known quite a few bisexual men. Bisexual men are often pretty faggy. They’re a lot more effeminate than straight men but in general not as effeminate as gay men.  And some are just straight up full-on masculine.

Most of them are basically just straight guys with a mild interest in men that they indulge in on a lark or as a perversion or kink. A lot of others definitely lean gay. And there are quite a few young gay men, even in the Current Year, who continue to hide under a false “bisexual” label. I’ve worked with a couple of them as a counselor.

In addition, there do appear to be some men who are “pure bisexuals” with a strong interest in both men and women. They’re usually not all that faggy but they can be a bit “soft.” A lot of them are studs who rack up scores of female lays. Some have three figure lay counts. Sometimes I wonder if their bisexuality is just a byproduct of their general hypersexuality.

Anyway guys, you don’t want to hang around with bisexual men. Like gay men, they never leave you alone, never stop trying to fuck you, and never take no for an answer. They’re like the guys the #metoo women complain about who don’t understand the meaning of no.

What sort of a woman is actually turned on by faggy gay and bisexual men? I will never understand this.

The Alt Left is for liberals and Leftists who think the perverse situation above in addition to being nonsense is something that should never be legally (or I would argue socially) sanctioned.

We probably do not have a lot to worry about because long term menage a trois’ – either two men and one woman, or more commonly two women and one man – are notoriously unstable and tend to last only a short while before blowing up, often with a lot of drama. Our culture hasn’t perfected the Mormon or Arab polygamy style yet.

Alt Left: The Serious Logical Lapses in the Enforcement of Rape Cases under Female Rule (with an Emphasis on Campus Craziness)

The If She Was Intoxicated, It’s Rape Bullshit

An examination of the insanity of what Female Rule has done to the enforcement of rape laws is in order. First of all, almost all women state that sex with an intoxicated woman is always rape. Well, what if she smoked some weed? What if she did some lines of coke? What if she shot some heroin? Why if she was flying on acid? What is intoxicated? One drink? Three drinks? Six drinks?

Lot of questions, huh?

Oh you silly person! You’re probably a man. What’s up with all this crazy logic stuff, anyway?

As usual this crazy law under Female Rule is vague, and in general you have no idea how to avoid breaking the law because you can’t even make sense of what the law even means and what the line is between legal and illegal behavior.

Fortunately Male Rule is still preponderant in most police departments, attorney general’s offices, and courts of law, and the legal system has decided “intoxicated” means in the case of alcohol that she is so drunk that she’s either passed on cold or she’s passing in and out of consciousness.

So boys, if you are even being sexual with a drunken woman and she fades into this sort of quasi-consciousness, it’s best to end the sex when she starts passing out. Just stop.  Because whatever it was before, now it’s rape, and even a pig like me approves of that definition.

The They Were Raping Each Other Bullshit, or Something, or Whatever

For the sake of the idiot feminist version of this law, let’s say a man and  a woman are both blasted on alcohol. He’s wasted so he can’t consent, right? So she’s raping him, right? Legally that’s correct.

But she’s totalled too, no? She sure is. This poor damsel in distress can’t consent either now that she’s a typical female who lacks agency. So he’s raping her, right? Legally that is indeed so.

So what makes sense?  Arrest one and not the other? Which one and why? Arrest them both and idiotically charge these two lushes with raping each other both at the same time?

See how insane Female Rule is?

In the case of the above, rest assured that feminists confidently inform us that it’s always only the man ever raping the female, who is always a childlike helpless maiden with no agency, and the man, no matter how plastered, is always the rapist because men are evil or something. Or whatever. Or bla bla.

Don’t bother confusing feminists or any riled up woman about anything to do with logic or sense because their aroused emotional state will blind them to such things. Which is why most feminist theory is nonsense and why most of what feminists say is not even true.

The Drunken Female Sexual Aggressors Who Attack Men Are Actually Getting Raped Themselves Somehow in some  Alternate Universe Bullshit

There was actually a case at a university recently of a totally plastered female student who more or less ripped the clothes off a sober male student she was with and thereupon gave him a blowjob. Nevertheless, this poor helpless female creature experienced regret rape when she woke up with a hangover and probably a sore jaw, so she screamed rape.

The Kafkaesque Feminist Kangaroo Rape Tribunals on Campus Bullshit

The man was tried before a feminist kangaroo court rape tribunal with the Kafkaesque madness that typifies these proceedings.

He had no right to presumption of innocence because females think presumption of innocence in rape cases is “unfair”.

He also had no right to attorney or an advocate to represent his side, and he even had no right to present his side of the story at all! Once again because women say that in rape cases, it would be “unfair” for the man to have such rights.

He also had no right to confront his accuser on the stand or even to see her at all in court. Once again because women think that in rape cases, this is “only fair.”

Furthermore in the latter matter, women are hot and bothered by the fact that we are subjecting this poor womanchild “rape victim” to a traumatic experience on the stand confronting  her accuser because she might PTSD out, and nothing that harms a precious but extremely fragile female can be allowed.

Some sane people, probably men, have suggested that the poor forever child female “rape victims” could be allowed in court via video, and the accused could confront his accuser in that manner. But no go. Females are such fragile wildflower-type creatures that even showing up in court via video would wilt and traumatize them and cause them to PTSD out again as they wont to do for various reasons or probably even for no reasons.

Anyway, of course the feminist kangaroo court found him guilty of rape and decided to throw this poor shmuck out of the university. The case later became a bit of a cause celebre when sane people pointed out just how lunatic Female Rule actually is.

The Regret Rape Bullshit

Females experience “regret rape” all the time. Th regret rape realization usually hits the next hungover morning, but it can be up to two years later, or for females with exceptionally fine memories, now 17 years later in the latest Matt Lauer case.

Many rape cases the police investigate of women against men are just regret rape nonsense where she consents at the time but then wakes up guilty with a bad memory the next morning and decides that the consensual sex she had the night before was actually rape now that she’s (mis)remembering it correctly. So she retroactively withdraws her consent that she freely gave that previous rollicking night.

Feminists claim that women reserve to right to yell regret rape anytime they want, presumably even on their deathbeds when you would think they had better things to worry about.

Feminists also say that regret rape is real rape when any sane person, like a typical male, knows that all regret rape is garbage, but we’re not ruled by sane people anymore. We are ruled by women, and women are frankly not sane. Not sane enough to write and enforce laws at any rate.

Now maybe you can understand my issues with Female Rule and why I talk about it a lot.

Alt Left: Male Rule and Female Rule: Some Misunderstandings

According to my theory, you could have a government composed of 100% women who chose to impose Male Rule. You could have a government of 100% men who chose to impose Female Rule. Do you follow? You can fill the whole government up with women for all I care as long as they are sensible and don’t impose Feminism. It’s unlikely but it’s certainly possible in the right culture.

Male Rule means ruling according to the norms, values, and laws of men. It has nothing to do with the number or percentage of males actually in power in the state.

Female Rule means ruling according to the norms, values, and laws of women. This also has nothing to do with the numbers or percentages of women in actual ruling positions in government.

Game/PUA: When She Says, “I’m a Strong Woman,” Run for the Door

SHI: There are many more examples of Alpha women. But, it’s just that men will never be attracted to them…Personally I can’t handle an Alpha girl, but I don’t mind a strong-willed and opinionated woman.

The only thing I have to say about Alpha Women is that when a women tells you she’s a “strong woman” or she admires “strong women,” run for the door. 100% of the time you will have a real bitch on your hands at least some of the time.

It’s not a woman’s place to be “strong” in that sense anyway. Women are weak and they are supposed to be weak. That’s their nature.

Men are way too strong. Could you imagine if all the women acted as strong as the men? You don’t want to live in a world like that. It’s bad enough that half the planet consists of male borderline psychos. Women’s weakness balances out the excessive and extreme, often aggressive or even violent, strength of men.