Why Do Haters Even Come Here?

I’ve had haters on this site forever now. For the most part they are gone these days after I put in a lot of new rules that I have been bashed all over the Internet as thin-skinned for having. One of the rules says more or less that you can’t comment here unless you like me. That leaves out 99% of the world, but that’s ok. That still leaves us with  80 million human lovers to choose from!

Nevertheless, from the very start, I have had many haters on this site. They came here all the time, posted many, many times and obviously absolutely hated my guts. For some idiot reason, I kept letting them post here forever. A lot of them were Jews and SJW’s. Some just hate me for some reason that I never understood.

Whenever I got heavily involved in any subject, be it Sasquatch, the Delphi Killings or whatever, I attracted huge mobs of insane haters. They tried to doxx me.

They set up hater webpages dedicated specifically to me. At one time there were two websites set up for the specific purpose of hating me. One had a forum! Needless to say they all tried to destroy my reputation, if I even have one. They also tried to say that I had no credibility whatsoever and that anything I said about anything had to be completely dismissed due to the source.

But seriously, why in God’s name would you come here and comment all the time if you hate my guts? I really think if you do that, you’re a bad person. Good people don’t troll the blogs of people they hate beating the crap out of them every day.

I mean there are thousands or probably millions of people who I absolutely hate with all my heart writing on the Internet. But why in God’s name would I go over to their pages and pick fights with them all day? Why pick fights with people? I don’t even pick fights with people I hate, and I hate a lot of people. Why should I pick a fight with my enemies? I mean they are bad enough as it is.

Why go over there and launch a war on them? I don’t like having enemies. That they exist is bad enough. I don’t like being in wars with people. That these wars exist is bad enough. I hate to say it, but it’s painful for me to have enemies and be in wars against people.

But why would I go over to a page of someone I don’t even know, who is not my enemy, who never did a thing to me, whose only problem is an awful attitude (like half the population on Earth) or being utterly full of shit (like half the population once again), and deliberately pick or start a fight with them? I’m not a fight picker. I’m not a fight starter. Not with anyone.

Maybe I should be. Maybe some people are so evil that I need to don my suit of armor and lance and charge into battle against them. Maybe I’m a bad person if I don’t launch a war against them.

Incidentally, SJW’s make exactly this argument. They say that if there are some racist people out there, and you are not actively picking fights or starting wars with these people, then you are evil too because that means you are just as racist as they are. It is extremely racist to not stand up and fight racism.

They actually believe that shit. Well I guess I must be an extreme racist against non-Whites because I just don’t feel like picking fights with any of these  racist boneheads.

Just give me my cape and torch already. I already have my cross to burn. I kept it handy for this very moment. I plead guilty and I am ready for my punishment.

I really hate to say this, and maybe it’s not true. I think that adults who go around picking fights and starting fights with people who never did one thing to them are not good people. In fact, most of them are bad people. Lousy people. No good people.

What’s wrong with them?

Many of them are evil minded sadists who get off on picking fights with other humans who never lifted a finger against them. They never graduated from 8th grade. They still think life is a junior high playground. You would be stunned at how many “adults” are actually like this.

I think this is pathetic and if you are an adult who continues to bully other humans in this way, no matter what they did, who never did one thing to you, I think there is something wrong with you. There’s something wrong with your heart. Clearly, it’s full of wickedness and malice. That means you are not a good person, sorry.

Generally speaking, all of these people are moralfags. Many moralfags like this. In particular, these are sanctimonious shits who are, believe it or not, “waging a holy war against evil.” They are the good ones, the knights in shining armor. They have the glory of God on their side.

The people they bully on and pick and start fights with are the bad ones – they are pure evil, Satan on Earth. These moralfags dedicate a good part of their more or less worthless fucktarded lives to going on a good versus evil jihad against the evil people.

Why are these people evil? Because of something they did to the white knight? Of course not, silly.  That would be reasonable. One thing a sanctimonious shit and moralfag is, if nothing else, is that they are never reasonable.

Moralfags hate the people they pick fights with because of what those people said or wrote. Usually not even because of what they did. They said the wrong thing. They wrote the wrong thing. What sort of a person are you that you are such a sanctimonious little turd that you spend your whole life deliberately picking fights with other human beings for things that they said or wrote?

Wow! Is human speech ever that bad? Why should I wage war against some moron for shooting off his mouth, no matter how stupid or unpleasant the things he said were? Why should I go pick a fight with him?

Look, I am sorry. If you are a moralfag, sanctimonious shit, or simple an evil-minded sadist who spends all your time on here hating on me and picking fights with me, you’ve got a very serious problem. Why don’t you go hang out on the page of someone you like? Why do you prefer to spend your time on here picking fights with me, someone you obviously hate.

I also think that no matter how much you dress up your moral jihad in sanctimonious colors, I think you are a bad person. Good people simply don’t go around picking fights with others. They don’t spend all their time hanging out with their enemies trying to start fights with them. If you do that, on what basis do you call yourself a good person. You’re a vicious-minded little shit if you ask me.

Life is for the lovers. Hell is for the haters.

 

There Are Almost No People Who Lack Credibility

Among my haters, the general trend was to imply that I had absolutely no credibility whatsoever about anything, ever, at any time, and in any way. I was stunned at the number of people who believed this shit.

I’m not sure I would ever say that about any halfway sane and intelligent human being. Even people I utterly despise make a lot of truthful statements. I mean how many humans are there out there who are so lacking in credibility that you have to dismiss every statement they make as a lie or a probable or possible lie? What if they said, “The sun rises in the east and sets in the west?”

Now these idiots  (who are like 50% of the Internet) who believe that is even such a thing as humans who “lack all credibility in anything and everything” would be forced to say that that statement is as lie.  After all, we must dismiss everything  this guy says, right? Let me tell you what. Take Logic 101.

One of the first things you will learn is that anyone who says there are any significant number of humans who lack all credibility whatsoever is completely fucktarded lie. It’s a logical fallacy. It’s nonsense. It’s bullshit. It’s crap. Yet probably 50% of humanity believes that there are many people out there who lack all credibility, right?

You wonder why I hate people. Half of humanity are insufferable fucktards in some obvious ways. Why give them an ounce of my love for any reason? There’s no space in my heart for dangerous idiots.

Even more striking was the number of very highly educated and very intelligent people who said things like this. In fact, the more education and brains someone had, the more likely they were to say that I lacked all credibility, and therefore that everything I said about anything had to be dismissed without a thought.

So the smarter and more educated they were, the stupider, more moronic and brainless they were. Which was an odd thing. As people get smarter and more educated, they slowly get more and more fucktarded? How does that work?

I think this might be due to the fact that as you get more intelligent and educated, you fall more and more into what I call The Cult of the Expert. On any given subject there are only a tiny number of people who any credibility. Everyone else lacks the necessary massive knowledge and publications required, therefore, everything they say must be dismissed.

Of course this is asinine, but it seems to be a particular type of sheer idiocy and grotesque stupidity that increases in tandem with IQ and education.

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.

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.

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.

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.

What Are the Differences Between IQ’s of 120, 125, and 130

Rahul: Lindsay, how the hell are you!? It’s been a while. In your experiences, what is the difference between somebody with a 120 IQ and a 130 IQ, or the different between a 120 and a 125 IQ?

In many to most cases, practically nothing! Honestly.

Let’s look at the scores of some of our co
and authors here:

  • Brian 135.
  • Petra (friend) ~130. But she has no interest in brainy stuff. She read my Turkic paper and she kept asking me, “Why would anyone even write a paper like that? What for? What’s the point?” But smart women are not into the airy world of abstract ideas.
  • My father 129. My father had some issues with highly abstract thinking. He just couldn’t seem to get his mind around certain things. I think I was explaining one of those weighed voting schemes to him and he never got it. Zen Buddhism made no sense to him. He kept pounding the table and asking, “What’s the point? What’s the point?” He was very stubborn-minded and closed-minded and rigid, and that can make you seem stupid about some things because you won’t open your mind enough to explore new subjects. Instead you reject them out of hand, say it makes no sense or you can’t understand it or whatever. But he read way faster than I do (he gobbled up a book a day), and although he did not display his ultra-intellect too often, when he did, he was extremely intelligent, especially in things like History and Political Science.
  • Shi 125.
  • Alan 123.
  • Wade 123.
  • Tulio 121.
  • My best female friend S. ~120. S. was not quite as intellectual as the rest, but she was also a heavy pot smoker and basically an alcoholic. One time I told her about some abstract concept I was thinking of (relating to the underlying mechanisms behind life on Earth or some insane crap) and said she probably wouldn’t understand it. She said, “Try me!” and I explained it to her, and she got it right away.
  • Phil 118.
  • Alpha ~115-121? She’s never told me and she probably won’t tell us, so this is strictly as WAG, and I could be way off, but in the conversations I’ve had with her on this, I am thinking it might be around this level. She was a graduate student in one of this country’s top universities. And whatever he # is, I assure you, Alpha is just as smart as I am.
  • Dota 117.
  • Matt 115. Very insecure about his score, but he’s as smart as I am.
  • Phil (friend) 115.
  • Betty (friend) 115. She originally got 107, but she retook the test and got 115 and recently took another one and got 140 on 1/2 of the test and a lower score on the other half. She always seemed to be just as smart as I am although she was much younger.
  • J.(ex-gf) 115. She was maybe not quite as intellectual as the others but she is a brilliant artist, actually a great artist. And I was definitely smarter than she was, but she was no dummy, and she was a very eager and attentive student to my professor role. I mean she deserves the term. She sells her stuff on the market for big money.
  • Forget his name former commenter 106. But he was just as smart as anyone listed above. I know, it’s crazy.

Most of those people above are about as smart as each other, and from what I can tell, they are just as smart as I am, and my score is 12-32 points higher than most of theirs. That’s 1-2 full standard deviations, and here on the ground, you can’t see much of anything at all.

For degrees, jobs, and prizes, you need these minimum IQ*’s, with averages in quotes:

BA  105 (average 115)
MA  108 (average 118)
PhD 115 (average 125)
MD  125 (average 130)
University professor 135 (average 145)
Congressman 135 (average 145)
Nobel Prize 150 (average 160)

*You can get those degrees, jobs and awards with lower IQ’s than the minimum, but it might require a lot of work. You’d have to work your rear end off, and you are going to struggle at least somewhat.

Sekou Sundiata, “Shout Out”

I normally don’t like this type of Black rap poetry, but this poem is just out of this world. It’s by a Black activist, poet, musician, and playwright named Sekou Sundiata (an adopted African name). This is from an album called The Blue Oneness of Dreams from 1997. This album won a Grammy award that year.

This is some incredible stuff. Some Blacks can write superb poetry, some of the finest poetry of all.

I get hammered when I say this, but this is an example of what I call “the Black genius.” Now that’s not to say that there are Blacks geniuses who can partake of the other genius styles, but I don’t think they’re as common as this type. It is in this style of genius that the Black man and the Black brain for that matter, truly shines bright as day. I suppose other races can display this genius style, but you sure don’t see it very often.

I can’t help thinking that Black minds or Black brains are different or at least tend to be different on average, and pure Black geniuses often look different from pure White geniuses, who tend more towards the airy philosophical world of ideas. This rapid-fire rapping type poetry, commentary, or even rap music can be found as a conversational style by Cornel West, Earl Ofari Hutchinson, Micheal Eric Dyson.

Listen to these Black geniuses (West is the best, but Dyson is also very good, and I’ve always had a soft spot for Hutchinson) and you will see that they all talk something like the Sundiata is in this video. It’s a very fast verbal brain at work, almost spewing out words so fast you can barely keep track of them.

Blacks do score higher than any other race in verbal memory and Africa never had writing. All they had was this oral tradition. Who knows, maybe they even selected for it? Is it beyond the realm of possibility. I really love this Black genius type with the rapid fire super-genius brain rattling off the perfect words in the perfect rhythm often with the perfect musical pitch to the spoken word.

Some White men can do this too, especially comedians. I am thinking in particular of Lenny Bruce, a Jewish comedian with an almost “Black” stage style and even Andy Kaufman at his best.

I keep hearing this poem on my radio station and I keep wondering who this is. Tonight I memorized a few lines and put them in Google and wa-la! Ladies and gentlemen, we have an answer!

I’m thinking right now that if there’s a heaven, there’s musical poems like this being played up there.

This poem is just too perfect!

Here’s to the best words
In the right place
At the perfect time to the human mind
Blown-up and refined.
To long conversations and the
Philosophical ramifications of a beautiful day.
To the twelve-steppers
At the thirteenth step
May they never forget
The first step.
To the increase, to the decrease
To the do to the do
To the did to the did
To the do to the did
To the done done
To the lonely.
To the brokenhearted.
To the new, blue haiku.
Here’s to all or nothing at all.
Here’s to the sick, and the shut-in.
Here’s to the was you been to the is you in
To what’s deep and deep to what’s down and down
To the lost, and the blind, and the almost found.

To the crazy
The lazy
The bored
The ignored
The beginners
The sinners
The losers
The winners.
To the smooth
And the cool
And even to the fools.
Here’s to your ex-best-friend.
To the rule-benders and the repeat offenders.
To the lovers and the troublers
The engaging
The enraging
To the healers and the feelers
And the fixers and the tricksters
To a star falling from a dream.
To a dream, when you know what it means.
To the bottom
To the root
To the base, uh, boom!
To the drum
To the was you been to the is you in
To what’s deep and deep to what’s down and down
To the lost, and the blind, and the almost found.

Here’s to somebody within the sound of your voice this morning.
Here’s to somebody who can’t be within the sound of your voice tonight.
To a low-cholesterol pig sandwich smothered in swine without the pork.
To a light buzz in your head
And a soundtrack in your mind
Going on and on and on and on and on like a good time.
Here’s to promises that break by themselves
Here’s to the breaks with great promise.
To people who don’t wait in the car when you tell them to wait in the car.
Here’s to what you forgot and who you forgot.
Here’s to the unforgettable.
To the was you been to the is you in
To what’s deep and deep to what’s down and down
To the lost, and the blind, and the almost found.

Here’s to the hip-hoppers
The don’t stoppers
Heads nodding in the digital glow
Of their beloved studios.
To the incredible indelible impressions made by the gaze as you gaze in the faces of strangers.
To yourself you ask: Could this be God? Straight up!
Or is it a mask?
Here’s to the tribe of the hyper-cyber
Trippin’ at the virtual-most outpost at the edge on the tip
Believin’ that what they hear is the mothership
Drawing near.
To the was you been to the is you in
To what’s deep and deep to what’s down and down
To the lost, and the blind, and the almost found.

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.

Take Advice from Anyone, Even Bad or Crazy People

Condemn the messenger, not the message. And lousy or even awful people often have a ton of great advice. Then doesn’t mean they aren’t still lousy, but maybe you ought to listen to them.  Listen to advice from everyone – good people, bad people, sane people, and even crazy people as long as they are not too crazy.

Almost everyone over a certain age has accumulated some wisdom along the way, even complete fools, and most people have some advice or a philosophy of life to impart to you. Listen to the advice or life philosophy and decide if you think it is good advice or a good philosophy. Decide first if it makes sense, is logical, true, and commonsensical, and second if it is moral or not, i.e. fits your moral values.

People who don’t have much good advice to give include:

  • Very stupid people, often low IQ’s in the 70’s or below (although one woman I dated in high school and my first year of college, the first woman I ever had PIV sex with, taught me more about women than most women I have known – her IQ was in the 70’s – she was a classic dumb blond).
  • Very young people – who are usually more receivers of wisdom than deliverers of it.
  • People who are seriously crazy with schizophrenia, acute mania or manic psychosis.
  • Most depressives.
  • People who are seriously drugged out or having a drug psychosis, etc. (although I knew a long-term speed freak who had some great advice to impart somehow, especially about car engines).

Homeless drug addicts and others who have obviously made poor life choices have a life philosophy, but it is often a poor one as is evident by their circumstances. Any ideas about how to live life from these people are likely to be bad advice because they don’t live sensibly.

X-Mal Deutschland, “Incubus Succubus (Live)”

Here’s that song I posted yesterday again. This time its live. The band was German, they were actually an all-girl band, believe it or not, and they even sung in German!

This song is said to be a Gothic Rock classic, and some think this is the greatest Gothic Rock song of all time. I can’t believe I am just hearing this song for the first time 37 years after it came out. And I was into the Goth scene at the time, too.

I just discovered listening to this music that I am not sure if it matters what language great music is sung in. For instance, this song  sounds awesome in German! I haven’t the faintest idea what they are singing about, but it doesn’t even matter! You can’t make out the lyrics on a lot of music like this anyway.

I had an excellent post-punk song by a French band I never heard of on tape long ago. I loved that song even though I didn’t understand a word of what they were saying.

This is where having an intuitive mind versus a logical mind comes in handy.

A logical mind would get furious because it couldn’t understand the words.

The intuitive or holistic mind doesn’t care because it’s looking for the Gestalt (great German word there), the whole picture, the experience in totality, the overall vibe, the case where the sum is great than the whole of its parts, the “I can’t put my finger on it but I know it when I see it” feeling, the “I feel it in my gut or body” feeling.

The intuitive (female or feminine) mind is holistic. It looks at the forest and misses the individual trees.

The logical (male or masculine) mind sees the individual trees but can’t make out the whole forest or the picture in totality, hence where we get our phrase, “Can’t see the forest for the trees.”

Es tanzen die narren
Ein herz aus eisen
Über den wolken
Unter der erde

Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus
Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus
Incubus succubus

Feuer, feuer, ohhh!
Feuer, feuer, ohhh!
Feuer, feuer, ohhh!
Feuer, feuer, ohhh!

Romanze der nüchte und glut
Leben und tod sonne, mond
Kalt und heiß
Schwarz und rot

Kürper und geist
Liebe und chaos
Erweckt neues leben
Für meine kräfte

Ooooh

Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus

Ganz tief unten, wo es kein licht mehr gibt
Dümonen, am himmel ist kein platz für uns!
Am himmel ist kein platz für uns!

Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus
Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus

Vom himmel fiel ein morgenstern
Ein neuer gott
Für unsere mächte

Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus

Ganz tief unten, wo es kein licht mehr gibt
Hexensabbat regiert die nacht
Hexensabbat regiert die energie der nacht
Hexensabbat
Regiert die energie der nacht
Die energie der nacht
Die energie der nacht

Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus
Incubus succubus
Succubus incubus

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.

Case History: Boy, Age 15, Killing Puppies

In my peer counseling practice, I have so far had two animal killers. One was a 16 year old boy in Germany. He came to me about violent thoughts but he didn’t and couldn’t pay. Nonetheless he was so profoundly disturbed (killing puppies) that I felt that he needed an immediate intervention so I simply worked with him for free. Also I sometimes work with teenagers for free as they can never pay.

This boy had rescued a dog and made a pet out of it. It was a female and soon enough it had puppies. The boy then strangled all of the puppies one by one.

I was very alarmed by this, but I had to tread very carefully. I did not get angry at him for killing the puppies, nor did I act shocked. My attitude was just, “Ok, so you killed some puppies.” I told him that killing puppies was wrong, and he should not have done that. This prompted a weepy apology session where he tried to defend himself by saying it wasn’t his fault. I accepted his apology and didn’t bother him about killing the puppies.

However, I did say that I wanted this puppy-killing to stop, and I didn’t want to hear about him killing any more puppies. I was emphatic about this. He readily agreed.

A lot of clinicians will freak out and get very angry at a client who is killing mammals, but I think that is the wrong approach. The client is just going to get his back up at best, and he may well get up and walk out of the room at worst.

Even if you are shocked and horrified by the mammal-killing, it is important to not show your feelings. You can raise your eyebrows, suck in your breath, say, “Wow”, things like that, but don’t get mad at them. However, you need to throw down a hard limit of no more mammal-killing at least while the client is talking to you.

Not all mammal-killers are bad human beings. A lot of them are but not all of them. Some of them are good people who are simply ill. Also it’s just a lower mammal. Killing a dog or a cat, as much as we love them, is simply not the same as killing a human, sorry.

I finally figured out that he was probably hallucinating voices although he denied that he was, as he called them thoughts and not voices. But you can tell through careful questioning and listening carefully to their answers whether you are dealing with thoughts or hallucinations. Sometimes what people describe as “thoughts” are actually auditory hallucinations. He was getting command hallucinations telling him to kill the puppies, and he was acting on them.

He also had some other problems. His mother was dead. At age 13, his mother had taken him and herself to the railroad tracks in order to get hit by a train and commit dual suicide. At the last minute the boy ran away from the train. The mother stayed on the tracks and was killed. That’s a pretty traumatizing experience!

He had a flat attitude about him where he was always saying, “I don’t care.” It seemed a bit odd how he seemed to not care about so many things.

He kept to himself at school and drew pictures a lot. For some reason his behavior was odd enough that his schoolmates bullied him. They often hit him. He would fight back vigorously, so he was getting into fights all the time. I didn’t think this was pathological, as he was just defending himself.

After he killed the puppies he felt so guilty that he put his hands in boiling water for a long time to punish himself. This had caused some injuries to his hands.

He also didn’t get along with his father at all for whatever reason.

He was extremely confused sexually and most of his early sexual experiences from 13-on had been with other boys. But now he had a girlfriend with whom he was having regular sex, and he said he had discovered that he liked sex with women just fine. I figured he was probably straight or at least not gay. He was one of the most sexually confused people I have ever dealt with.

He also told me that he had killed a pet rabbit when he was five years old. After a bit I figured out that this was in response to a command hallucination also.

I relayed the case to a former therapist, a clinical psychologist, and he told me that mammal killers are often either psychopaths or psychotic. He also suggested that this boy may be on the track to develop Borderline Personality Disorder. He was a Pre-Borderline if you will.

We have to say this because we cannot diagnose personality disorders in people under 18 because personality often changes quite a bit, especially in adolescence. In particular, a lot of adolescents appear psychopathic but then they age out of it as they become adults. A lot of juvenile delinquents are actually just “temporary” criminals.

The BPD did fit with the self-harm (Borderline men, like Borderline women, often self-harm), the constant fighting (Borderline men often pick fights a lot), the identity confusion, and the sexual confusion.

Borderline men are bad. They’re much worse than Borderline women.

I told him it was absolutely imperative that he get to a psychiatrist and find out what was going on with his head. His father convinced him to go to a psychiatrist, and he was diagnosed with schizophrenia as I suspected.

He had a rather apathetic and “so what?” attitude about that too.

People can be apathetic for various reasons. I had an OCD man who wrote to me once with a 10 page long history of his illness. He was from India.

He worried about every stupid thing under the sun, but he also kept saying, “I don’t care” through the paper. In this case, obviously he did care and in fact, he cared way too much. So the constant “I don’t care” was probably a defense against his over-caring and the illness that developed out of it. It was a thought compulsion to counteract the excessive caring that was causing the obsessions.

However, in this case, the apathy made sense to me after his diagnosis because schizophrenics often seem apathetic, and one of the symptoms of the illness is flat emotions.

So you see not all mammal-killers are psychopaths. There can be other things going on too.

However, I must say that this boy was one of the most seriously disturbed clients I have ever had.

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 Simply Cannot Comprehend That Teasing, Bullying, and Fighting other Boys Is Wrong

Jason: Well, the “gook lover” remarks at a church by these hick retards has kept me away from there for at least 20 years. But of course they’re not sensitive or sophisticated enough to see their error.

No! That’s no good! All adults should know that bullying people like that is wrong. No excuse.

I just don’t think that kids are capable of understanding that teasing, bullying, and fighting is wrong.

My brothers and I teased, bullied and fought with each other constantly. It was mostly the middle brother and I tormenting my youngest brother. I asked my Mom about this and she said it was actually mostly the middle brother, B., tormenting the youngest brother and beating him up. She says I wasn’t in on it all that much.

B. would tease T. to get a reaction out of him, and of course T. rose to the bait and attack B. It was never a fair fight. B. then used this as an excuse to kick T.’s ass.

We all had insulting names for each other. One was named “Moose” and the other was named “Tomasina” (insulting his masculinity). I was called Bob the Snob. Later in my 20’s I was called Bob the Knob or just Knob (literally calling me a penis) when people got mad at me. We had a sister nicknamed “Meryl.”

These constant fights and wars greatly upset my father and he called us to these family discussions about the fights at the dinner table so many times that I can’t even count them. He would say, “We failed! We failed as parents!” while my Mom would nod her head somberly.

We kids just thought it was all a big stupid joke. We would say amongst ourselves, “They ‘failed as parents’ because we boys fight? That’s stupid! They haven’t failed as parents at all other than being idiots! Fighting is normal! All boys fight. Besides, it’s a blast!”

We were told probably hundreds of times that this teasing, bullying, and fighting was wrong, but it simply didn’t get into our thick skulls.

When I think of bullying those effeminate Hunt (Cunt) Brothers, joining in with 15 other boys and beating up DN for crying, bullying MD for being an outrageously buffoonish and idiotic nerd, or bullying DS (Dickie) for being a psycho, I don’t remember anyone ever telling us to knock it off.

I think my parents even approved of bullying Dickie because he was such a psycho. They probably thought it was funny watching him chase us on his crutches like that.

No one ever told us not to bully crybabies, flaming queens, or preposterous nerds. Adults didn’t witness most of it. A lot of it was at school, and I don’t remember anyone trying to stop us at school either. We bullied MD out on the playground in 8th grade and that area in 8th grade just seemed to be a constant zone of teasing, bullying, and fighting anyway.

If anyone would have told us to stop bullying these outliers, we would have laughed right in their faces. We simply could not see why it was wrong. I don’t think kids are capable of recognizing that this sort of thing is bad. They don’t think it’s bad. They think it’s fun.

I speak only of boys here. I have no idea if girls are this vicious. My opinion is that boys are simply more or less evil.

 

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.

NSFW: Some Women Actually Enjoyed Getting Molested As Girls

NSFW!

Warning: This post contains a lot of highly disturbing material adults having sex minors, including the child molestation of little girls. If you find this sort of thing disturbing and upsetting, then don’t read. If you do read don’t come back and tell what a horrible person I am for writing about this sort of thing.

Also, a caveat: I am not saying it is a good thing for men to molest girls when they are young. Clearly, many girls are harmed by this practice. In quite a few cases, they get over it quickly, but one can argue that there was still harm. If someone robs me and I get over my trauma soon enough, but I still got harmed, let’s face it. And many girls are harmed long term by being molested, and in quite a few cases, the damage lingers into adulthood.

Some of the sequelae of getting molested are Borderline Personality Disorder, involved in the sex trade, masochism, addiction to abusive men, low to zero desire for sex, difficulty in maintaining sexual relationships, and PTSD.  There may be others but these are the only ones I can think of. Some studies have even visually mapped this damage on brain scans.

Now it’s quite obvious that women who get molested vary. Many suffer long term damage, but for many others, the damage is short term. An unknown group of others actually regard the experience as positive.

For those who regard the experience as positive, the sequelae are nonetheless similar to those who got harmed: involved in the sex trade, masochism or a desire for abusive sex, addiction to older men, and the most prominent of all – promiscuity, often extreme promiscuity.

It’s not PC to say that some women liked it and were not harmed at all, but that’s the science, so that’s the conclusion that we need to go with. Such outcomes may have discussed in the famous paper by Judith Reiner et al around 1999 which said that harm from molestation stemmed whether it was consensual or not.

Girls who went along with and agreed to it experienced short term or no harm at all. Those who were coerced (the majority) often experienced long term harm. Pedophiles have been using  this study to justify the molestation of children, which was to be expected. Nevertheless, the science is the science and we must support the truth in all cases, which by the way is an Alt Left position.

The fact that even many women who were harmed nevertheless enjoyed the sex is well-known and this is part of the therapy of the problem.

I knew one woman who was molested at age 8 and got over it. However she said the experience was confusing because it felt good but it was wrong.

Girls and later women wrestle with this internal contradiction. Many of those seriously harmed often experience extreme guilt over the fact that they felt pleasure in being molested. This is one of the main issues that needs to be addressed in  any therapy.

Any man who intends to molest a girl, regardless of the legality of the matter, ought to think of the consequences for the girl. That girl may well be harmed very long-term, for decades or maybe for life. In that sense it is like stealing from her, beating her up, or out and out raping her. Maybe you should think twice about that.

Besides, if you get caught, your life will be pretty much ruined. If you go to jail or prison, you will be in serious danger there and may well be attacked or possibly even killed. You will be on the Sex Offender List for the rest of your life with all the consequences that flow from that. I would say think about it.

This nonsense has been going on too long. Earlier we could plead innocence of cultural values, but now we know better.

The practice is widespread across cultures and is very common even in some primitive tribes in places like Australia and New Guinea. It was very common in ancient Rome and among the poor in  the West during the 18th and  19th centuries when it was associated with crowded conditions. Even today in India, 53% of Indian women get molested as girls.

My own position is that we men have been having sex with those little girls forever now. Isn’t about time that we knocked it off! It’s a human rights issue.

Some women who were molested as girls found the experience positive. Not only were they not harmed but they claimed it was positive and beneficial.

I know it goes against everything you heard, but it’s true.

Some molesters are simply extreme libertines or trysexuals. They have no particular interest in kids and instead are just the types who “try anything” sexually.

I have talked to a couple of women who were raised in “loving families.”

I talked to one who spent half the year in Hong Kong and the other half in the Caribbean and started having sex with her mother and stepfather at age 6. This continued all through teenage years when she was known as the blow job queen at the local junior high (White boys only).

She was a Black woman with a White man fetish, as her stepfather was White, and her Mom was Black. She continued to have sex with her stepfather and maybe Mom to this very day. These “pedo families” are fairly common. It was all a big secret, and she didn’t want to give me too much information, as she was worried I might go to the police and get the mother and stepfather in trouble.

I also talked to an 18 year old girl from the US Northeast who was in one of these families. I guess it was the cousins and the uncles or just the males in the family. They started having sex with her at age 8. She had two sisters, one 14 and another…I forget…9? Both of the girls were also having sex with each other and with the males. It  was all a big secret. I am not sure if any of these men were actual pedophiles or not.

I talked to a British woman age 24 who started getting molested by her uncle at age 9. They apparently “trained” her to be a total slut. From age 13-on she regularly had sex with the uncle and his older man friends, including gangbangs with groups of these older men. She told me about one gangbang when she was 13. They made her recite some line from “Harry Potter” when they came on her.

At some point she got really fucked up about all this as is typical, but then she decided that if this happened, I may as well make the best of it and learn to enjoy it and label it is a positive experience.

She now had a serious older man fetish, and she regularly has sex with older men in hotel rooms, etc. Other than that, her sexual interests were pretty normal.

These older men who had sex with her as a teen took a ton of photos and videos of her getting gangbanged and whatnot. She admitted that it would turn her on to see this stuff and she had been asking around the underground community to try to find the videos of herself, if they ever got distributed that is.

She said people had sent her a bunch of teenage girl CP, and she had looked at it but didn’t find any of herself. She wasn’t really worried about getting caught.

She called me “Mister” and had sort of a strange robotic, emotionless way about her. I saw her pic and she is really hot. Apparently neither her uncle nor the other older men were pedophiles.

I met another woman about 40 who had grown up in one of these “sex families,” and she thought it was a very positive experience. Her father had started having sex with her at age 5. Her sexual interests were pretty normal. Her father was apparently not a pedophile.

I met an 18 year old girl college student from the Midwest who worked as a stripper. She was really nice but she didn’t talk all that much. Her uncle raped her when she was 12.

After that he turned her into some sort of a total sex slave. He trained her to deep throat, and she was also a toilet slave (yuck). She liked some one aspect the latter but not the other part of it.

He tied her to the bed all day when he was gone and put diapers on her if she pissed or shit when she was tied up. He also made her wear diapers when they went out. That’s all pretty gross to me, but she told me that now she had a serious diaper fetish as a result.

He also stuck a dildo her in mouth and taped it in, and she would have to have this thing in her throat all day. This was deep throat training. I asked her if she vomited but she said if that thing is in your throat you can’t puke, which is probably correct. This was all to train her to deep throat.

He also made her have sex with another 12 year old girl at age 12. I asked her why she continued this abusive activity for years, and she said she felt she did not have a choice, and she thought he owned her, which I guess is what he told her.

The uncle also took a ton of photos and film. He got caught when she was 17, and after a trial was sentenced to a long prison term. I asked her what she thought of that, and she had no opinion. All of the photos and videos were confiscated, and there was a ton of it.

Mom was a severe alcoholic and the girl had a lock on her door as a teenage girl to keep the raging mother from coming in and beating her. I guess the mother either allowed the sex with the uncle to happen or she was too wasted to care. The uncle was not a pedophile at all, as he started having sex with her at age 12 and continued til age 17.

She was a total submissive into perverted, abusive sex involving degradation, humiliation, etc. She wanted to be dominated or dommed big-time. I actually liked her and thought she was a good person. She was vaguely bisexual but mostly into men.

I met another who was as Berber woman from Northeastern Mali. Her Dad had started having sex with her at age 9. She and her father were in love. She was 23 years old now and still having sex with the father.

The father pimped her out as a prostitute, and this is what she did all day – got fucked by men. She was into some sort of male worship and said she was put on this Earth to serve and be a slave to men, and she didn’t want any pleasure herself. She was also heavy into degrading sex – the more degrading, the better.

She had sex with women but considered herself straight because she got no pleasure from it. Some of the johns would bring in a girl or a woman and pay for a lesbian show. She told me that she had been “cut” via genital mutilation, and she said all the girls there got cut this way.

I argued that this was bad, and she was very defensive of it and thought it was great because she thought females should just be slaves to and serve men and not get any pleasure themselves.

She was a rather curt and unfriendly person with a list of 100 rules about stuff you could not talk to her about or what sort of tone you had to have with her. She was pretty arrogant about this and quit talking to me after I complained. She was bitchy, difficult, curt, short, and in a chronically annoyed mood.

She thought she was better than other people – she had some narcissism. She got a college education in London and then went back to Mali. She said it was a difficult neighborhood around there with Al Qaeda Islamist types out and about.

She most of these people were apolitical. There were all sorts of warlords and organized crime/smuggler types who were in the area, and these Al Qaeda guys were just another group of gangsters and warlords and really had no particular political or even religious philosophy. Her father was not a pedophile.

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 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.

An Excerpt from Carl Jung

A bit of Carl Jung. Click to enlarge. Right-click on the photo – click View Photo. Carl Jung, The Red Book (Liber Novus) 1989.

Carl Jung in addition to being a great psychologist, was also a fantastic thinker and a brilliant writer. Check out this prose. I’m not sure where this is from. Isn’t that some gorgeous prose? His books are a delight.

I have never read Liber Novus, but it looks really cool! The Red Book was not published until long after his death when his estate allowed it to be published. It consists of Jung’s notebooks from 1915-1930 when he was 40-65 years old, but most of it was written between 1913-1917 when he was 38-42 years old. That is the age of life when many novelists are at their creative peak. Some say that The Red Book is the most important book that Jung ever wrote.

The book consists of a series of mystical visions Jung encountered by exploring his unconscious. Hence the book can appear dreamlike or even like the description of a psychosis or a psychedelic drug trip. From Wiki:

From December 1913 onward, he carried on in the same procedure: deliberately evoking a fantasy in a waking state and then entering into it as into a drama. These fantasies may be understood as a type of dramatized thinking in pictorial form…

In retrospect, he recalled that his scientific question was to see what took place when he switched off consciousness. The example of dreams indicated the existence of background activity, and he wanted to give this a possibility of emerging, just as one does when taking mescaline.

Jung’s own statement on the book:

The years…when I pursued the inner images were the most important time of my life. Everything else is to be derived from this. It began at that time and the later details hardly matter anymore.

My entire life consisted in elaborating what had burst forth from the unconscious and flooded me like an enigmatic stream and threatened to break me. That was the stuff and material for more than only one life. Everything later was merely the outer classification, scientific elaboration, and integration into life. But the numinous beginning which contained everything was then.

A photo of Carl Jung at age 35 in 1910. Most photos I have seen of him are from when he was much older, often with white hair. I would not even recognize him as a young man. Click to enlarge.

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.

“Gold-digger/whore” and “Pimp” as “Types” of Black Ghetto Culture

Maybe it’s not politically correct but I wouldn’t trust the black whores generally. They seem a little extra greedy.

An actual Black whore will not generally speaking not steal your money. But you need to be careful. A common scam is inviting you to a hotel room where her pimp waits and robs you.

I always wondered why Black men from ghetto culture seemed so disdainful of women in general, particularly their own women from that culture. Now after I have dealt with too many Black women, I finally get it. No wonder they call them bitches and whores. I don’t blame em.

On the other hand, a lot of Black men aren’t exactly angels, and I don’t blame Black women at all for having a low opinion of their men or even for seeking men outside their race as a consequence.

Basically in that ghetto culture, the men and the women both act terrible, and they both hate each other for the terrible behavior of the other. Vicious circle.

Way too many Black women have this “whore” personality if they are not out and out whores themselves. Way too many Black women are out and out greedy gold-diggers of the worst type. Sure, White, Hispanic, and Asian women can be like this too, but the % of Black women like this is higher, and they seem worse about it.

One thing is that a lot of them are absolutely open and shameless about their gold-digging or semi-whoredom.

A very high percentage of the decent looking Black women on Tinder are more or less gold-digging whores. It says right there on their profile that basically all they want from us men is money. What do they like? Always the finer things or the finest things. A lot of them are basically saying they want a rich guy, and he should spend all his money on her overpriced ass.

Almost all of them are coming out of that ghetto culture in which most women are some species of man-hating “whore/gold-digger” types and most men are some species of woman-hating “pimp” types.

That culture is seriously messed up in many ways, but the relationships between men and women in that culture are particularly toxic. In ghetto culture, basically everything in life, especially sex, is a Goddamned transaction, and similarly, life is all and only about getting all the money all the time. Considering that these are poor people, their insane level of greed is particularly ridiculous, offensive, grotesque, and appalling.

I hate to say it but every Black woman I ever dated or got involved with was some species of “thieving whore,.” with the exception of one and I only dated her one time. She was an aide at a school I worked at. I didn’t know her long but she seemed like she was definitely a good person.

Most of them just stole my money and then refused to fuck me. None of them were actual whores, but they all saw me as a walking ATM.

I dated a very high class Black woman who was a schoolteacher with a husband who was a physician. She acted like a librarian. I brought her over to my parents house and people remarked on how uptight she was.

She fucked me but she also charged me. Every time I saw her it had to be a date at some restaurant. I always had to shill out 100% of the money. She wouldn’t even leave a tip.

And towards the end of the relationship I would pay for the meal at whatever time of day and then she would bail on the sex. I couldn’t come over just to sit and talk or hang out or – shockers! – actually have sex! You know, what normal boyfriends and girlfriends do? Go over to each other’s homes for the primary purpose of having sex? It’s not abnormal, people.

I studied this woman at length when I was with her. We were actually supposed to get married, believe it or not.

I know, I am such an evil racist scum. I am such an evil, Black-hating, racist White man that I almost married a Black woman! Most extremely racist White men almost or do marry Black women! Happens all the time! sarcasm/>

Anyway I concluded that the most important people in her life were a group of loosely related women – mother, sisters, aunts, female cousins, nieces, etc. This loose “family” of women was  all-female and heterosexual.

Most were of approximately the same class  she was, which was at least middle class and maybe upper middle class. On the surface, their behavior was probably excellent and civilized like hers. In no way were these women part of that ghetto-type culture. There are other Black cultures, you know, and this was one of them.

But I got the definite vibe from her that this family of women had a strong hatred for men, mostly Black men, possibly based on negative experiences with them. It seemed to carry over to all men.

The philosophy was that all men were no-good, cheating, low-life dogs who were good for only one thing – sex – and maybe not even that – in addition to wringing every nickel you could out of them. Use em for sex and take every dime they own, that was the thinking.

My great co-blogger Alpha has told me that male-female relationships are screwed up in the Black community, and she even stated that this attitude above is common. She said it all goes back to slavery. For all I know she may be right, and if so, I feel very sad about that.

But none of the people involved in this gendered dysfunction nowadays were slaves, and that was long ago. If Black people want to move beyond this Gender Cold War, it’s up to them to repair that damage and move beyond into better gender relations.

I still don’t understand why but the more I see of Black people, the more I think that something is horribly wrong with gender relations in that community. My White community is not doing great in that regard either, but the dysfunction is nowhere near Black levels.

It’s really more sad than anything else.

Are Psychopaths Evil?

I am not sure if any of you readers have ever dealt with a true, pure hardcore psychopath, male or female. I’ve met maybe two in my life and a couple of others who had traits but maybe not the full disorder. They were bad news too and even the ones with traits ended up damaging me.

If you have met them did you get the feeling that they were evil? I do not like to use the word evil, but I can’t think of a better way to describe psychopaths, male or female.

In addition to the  woman described below, I have also dealt with a male true psychopath, and he also could be described as evil for lack of any better word. Like her, he was also mixed race – in this case half-Black and half-Hispanic. His background was Cuban. He was simply a monster or better yet a devil. Pond scum who frankly ought to be deleted from the planet.

In a way psychopaths are almost what I would call pure evil. We know what evil is in a vague sort of way, and we run into bits of it on a daily basis. But when we finally deal with a true psychopath for a long enough period of time (often only a few hours), we finally see what we now recognize as our concept of pure true evil manifested in a single human being. In other words, when you look at a psychopath, you are seeing the face of pure, true evil.

Psychopathic women are also monsters just like psychopathic men, but they are usually a lot less aggressive, destructive and violent. Instead they are just lying, thieving cunts from Hell. While male psychopaths are much worse than the females, we should not kid ourselves: there are absolutely some women out there who are pure evil.