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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Women are dangerous.

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

She actually seemed like she really liked me too.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

YMMV.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Closets are for clothes.

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

Thank you SJW’s!

Does She Hate You or Love/Hate You?

Women often hate the men who turn them on.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

PUA/Game: Women Are a Wild Ride

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

PUA/Game: Casting Spells on Women

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The universe operates on a couple of basic principles:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She’s mad.

“You’re…being…insinuating…”

“Damn right I am baby..”

She goes on…

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

“Hell yeah!”

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

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

I keep pressing her for the threeway.

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

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

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

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

“I’m a lesbian! I’m a lesbian!”

Her friend keeps saying,

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

The other one keeps screaming,

“I’m a lesbian! I’m a lesbian!”

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

“No you’re not! Shut up!”

at the top of her lungs.

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

“Jesus Christ my life is insane!”

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

“What you gonna do about it, ladies?”

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

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

At 3 AM I am driving home and laughing.

“Jesus Christ my life is insane!”

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

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

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

“Buy me a drink.”

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

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

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

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

No panties. She smiles:

“I never wear panties.”

She’s wet. She smiles again:

“My pussy’s always wet.”

It must be awful fun to be a young woman!

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

“Boooooooooooob.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Nope. You’re going home with me.”

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

“Oh I am, am I?”

Big smile, as wide as the Hollywood street.

“You sure are, dammit.”

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

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

“Deal.”

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

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

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

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

“Jesus Christ, my life is insane.”

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

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

The Octoroon Ball

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Game/PUA: Females Are Incredibly Shallow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

Alt Left: The Extreme Abuse of Sex Trafficking Laws

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A Florida man was convicted of “sex trafficking” for buying the services of a 14 year old girl prostitute. He apparently knew she was 14, as she was advertised as being that age in the ads. Well, buying an underage whore is illegal. Especially if you know she’s underage.

If you don’t know and you think she’s over 18, the pigs may well prosecute you for buying her anyway, which is garbage. Now you know why I hate cops so much. I don’t even call them cops. I call them pigs most of the time.

What is happening here is that radical feminism, an insane philosophy pushed by people who appear psychotic, is now the ruling mentality of the US on prostitution. Here we have an alliance because feminist nutcases and the socially conservative Right around the issue of prostitution. MRA’s are right when they attack what they call the Feminist-Conservative Alliance which is waging war on men in so many ways.

Radical feminists make the insane case that all prostitutes are somehow victims of human trafficking. Ever buy a prostitute? Well, you not only bought a whore but you actually sex-trafficked that woman by doing that! The phrase sex trafficking itself is being radically abused so much that every time I read it I have read further to make sure this is real sex trafficking and not something else.

Jeffrey Epstein was said to be “trafficking” his little teen whores that he employed, apparently by having them come to his house and have sex with him for $300. Afterwards they were free to leave. When they got home they could go anywhere they wanted to.

Victims of sex trafficking are in a sense being kidnapped. They’re not free to leave. Sometimes they are literally enslaved but most of the time they are simply under the control of a pimp who is forcing them to prostitute themselves under the threat that if they leave the pimp, he will assault them violently or even kill them.

Sex trafficking is basically pimping and it’s all about women being prisoners forced to have sex with men by their captors.

Epstein was a pimp? Not most of the time he wasn’t. Epstein recruited teenage prostitutes, often from the bad sides of towns. Their families had little money and they were often in desperate straits.

All of these girls leapt at the thought of making $300 for the simple act of giving Epstein a handjob, something most of these teenies were probably already giving boys anyway.

News stories describe these little teen whores as “victims.” That’s laughable. It was their choice to come over or not. If Epstein called and she didn’t want to come over, all she had to do was say no. If she kept turning him down, she  got no more calls and hence, no more visits to Epstein.

Epstein could not have cared less. He’s just find a new little teenie whore. After all, Epstein was such a monstrous abuser that he was being deluged with requests from teenage girls dying at a chance to suffer horrible abuse by him.

Yet some of these poor, scarred womanchildren “victims” (actually just a bunch of crybabies), were so horribly damaged and ruined by this silly teenage whoring that they kept coming back for more. Many voluntarily returned to Epstein to  make another $300 for a handie. Some returned 20 or more times.

They must have been being horribly abused if they kept coming for more 20 or more times, huh? Poor girls!  Poor women! Women are crying! Others were so devastated by this horrible sexual abuse that they went out and recruited many new  girls to serve as little teen whores to be horribly abused for Epstein just like they were. Wow!

The abuse was so horrific that they came back more than 20 times for more and they even went out recruiting new girls for the money-train. My heart bleeds for those girls!

In a few cases, Epstein did appear to traffic women, as there were a few women who felt that they were stuck and could not leave. Many had their passports confiscated by Epstein’s partner in crime Ghislaine Maxwell after being flown here from Europe. One girl tried to swim away from Epstein’s island only to be caught and forcibly brought back to shore where Epstein and Maxwell verbally abused her and threatened her about what would happen if she tried to run away again.

Ok, that counts as trafficking or pimping. She’s being trafficked if she cannot leave any time she wants. Everything else, no matter what it might be, is not sex trafficking.

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.

Alt Left: I Guess Gay Marriage Wasn’t Enough

All right, this is just stupid.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Alt Left: All [Hetero]Sex Is Harmful – Janice Fiamengo

Janice Fiamengo, a fantastic anti-feminist Youtuber, doing a great episode on #metoo culture and its roots in radical feminism.

I had started down that road in my thinking in that I recognized that the whole theory of sexual harassment was dreamed up by two evil feminist bitches mentioned in this video – Katharine McKinnon and Andrea Dworkin.

Dworkin was a fat, ugly Jewish dyke, but McKinnon has always been an attractive or even hot straight women, an extreme manhater nevertheless. What do these women do for sex anyway if they hate men so much? Invest in nice dildos?

The original sexual harassment was all about the workplace only, and it focused only on quid pro quo harassment, which actually made sense. Later, Dworkin and McKinnon brilliantly tied “hostile workplace” theory on to the original theory, and now we have a still workplace-dominated civil law with two prongs – “quid pro quo” and “hostile workplace.”

By throwing in hostile workplace these two bitches opened up a can of worms that is still overflowing at the top in the Current Year. And the #metoo thing went right back to McKinnon and Dworkin, two near-psychotic manhating bitches, and the hostile workplace theory that they concocted.

So I knew that the roots of #metoo were deep in radical feminist manhating dyke theory, and I thought it was important to point out that this was the foul seed from which this diseased vine sprouted and continues to wind its way across our land, with the infestation only getting worse as time goes by.

But Fiamengo takes my idea and goes much further with it into some very new interesting places along the same lines. She also points out some recent developments in #metoo theory which bode very ill for the future in that they are predicated on extending #metoo and rape theory into some very dystopian places.

Great stuff!

“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.

Portrait of a Sex Fetish – Black Women Who Are “White Men Only”

Jason: Apolitical people are a lot cooler but there is so much pressure to be political or you get regarded as a sort of “Uncle Tom of your group”.

Well, I’d like to be friends with more people on social media, but there’s just too much Identity Politics on their timelines (White Redneck, Black, Gay – whatever).

Sure. I’m not against gay rights. I am a strong supporter of gay rights. I’m against Gay IP, a toxic monstrosity. I am not against Black rights. I am against Black IP! Incidentally, Blacks who are deep into Black IP, which is a vast % of them, strike me as being not very happy. They always seem miserable and pissed off.

On the contrary I have encountered a number of Blacks, mostly Black women, who are “White lovers.” A lot of these Black women are into a sex fetish called “White Men Only” or “White Cock Only.” It is an actual fetish or movement with a lot of memes of Black women saying they only want White men and telling Black guys to get lost. I don’t imagine Black men like that very much, but I am not a Black guy.

And all of these women who absolutely love Whites, especially White men, seem to be very happy people. And their behavior is pretty good.

They do not act bad in that typical Black Underclass or Ghetto Culture way. I assume they don’t because most Whites simply will not put up with the constant bullshit you have to deal with in people from that culture.

Some of the women into this White Men Only fetish are still more or less ghetto in a lot of ways. I saw the porn blogs of two young Black women into this fetish who were pretty ghetto. They were both in their early 20’s, and each had a kid already with no man in sight, which is a typical outcome for young women in this culture.

Nevertheless, I thought they acted pretty good for ghetto type women. They didn’t seem dangerous. They didn’t even seem thieving. I felt that if these women had not been into White Men Only, they would have been acting a lot worse. In other words, going White Men Only dramatically improved the behavior of these women.

After I encountered a lot of these White Men Only women, I happened across some Tumblr non-porn blogs of Blacks who were deep into Black IP, which is pretty much the majority of them nowadays.

They didn’t seem very happy. They were all about racism against Blacks, and some were very involved in Black local politics. You can be angry and happy, but these people did not seem like that. Instead they seemed somewhat miserable and pissed off. They were not having a good one.

Now in contrast the White Men Only Black women never say one word about White racism or racism against Blacks at all. No doubt they are effected by it, but they are simply not concerned about such things.

Now according to Black IP most of us Whites are pretty much flat evil and are behind this mysterious nebulous systemic or structural racism against Blacks, and that’s when we are not out and out nigger haters of varying intensities.

Well, if that were true wouldn’t these White Men Only Black women be experiencing a lot of racism, certainly systemic racism, from the White men they are dating? I mean those White men probably treat them bad right, since most Whites really hate Blacks?

Instead they are very happy and say that White people treat them great. In fact many of these women actually look up to Whites as role models for themselves and their race. The fact that these White Men Only Black women experience mostly nothing but pleasantness and kindness from Whites and deal with little racism makes one wonder just how racist White people really are.

Which lets us in on a dirty little secret of Black-White relations. Guess what, Black people? If you like us we treat you a whole lot better! Amazing, isn’t it?  You know, just like for most human contacts? If you act like you don’t like us Whites, we are not very nice to you.

A recent survey showed that 31% of Whites could be described as anti-Black racists. That figure does not surprise me. It’s probably out of three of us. But look at the opposite figure. 70% of us Whites are not particularly racist against Blacks at all. That’s most of us. Some would describe that as “the vast majority of Whites are not all that racist towards Blacks.”

My conclusion is that Black IP is from the very start based on a false premise about White people that most Whites hate Blacks and we are out to do them wrong.

They also blame all of the sadly considerable failures and discrepancies of the Black race on this all-present racism. Well that’s a convenient excuse for Blacks, isn’t it?

How many times have you ever seen someone screwing up and then insisting it wasn’t their fault, they did nothing wrong and instead it was someone else’s fault and they are just a victim of this other person?

It’s a convenient out and this is probably why humans seem to love being victims. Being a victim gives you an out. You no longer have responsibility for your behavior, and in fact you lack agency altogether due to your victimhood. You are simply at the mercy of the evil oppressors who will do with you what they will.

 

Portrait of a Type: The Psychopathic Woman or “The Whore”

I recently dated one – a Black woman.  As you might guess she was more or less a whore like far too many Black women. Actually, to be fair, the woman was actually 50% Black, 25% Hispanic, and 25% White.Not an out and out whore. More of a “transactional sex” whore. She was actually considering doing real out and out whoring, which is not surprising.

I had some very unfortunate dealings with this evil cunt, and she was absolutely a female psychopath. I had never actually dealt with one up close. This was also the most manipulative woman I have ever met. In addition, she was a pathological liar, in fact she was one of the most brilliant liars I have ever met. She was basically a con artist and a very skilled one at that. In a way her social skills were absolutely brilliant. And that was on top of a not particularly high IQ of ~80.

Female psychopaths are similar to male psychopaths in a lot of ways, but they are not particularly violent or even aggressive. They’re just more or less charming thieves, or thieving whores is more like that. These diabolical cunts exist on this planet for the sole reason of stealing from us men.

I used to wonder why men killed whores, but I am starting to get it. About half of whores are the most evil bitches of all. This is as bad as a woman gets – a whore, a thieving, conniving Goddamned whore.

And “whore” is the typical outcome of the female psychopath. On the other hand in my opinion, male psychopaths are much worse than the female ones. The males are much more aggressive and dramatically more violent. The females are a bit hard to spot, as their basic demeanor is seductive, so they seem friendly at first. This is what makes them such brilliant con artists because initially they are quite attractive, especially in a sexual sense.

I have never met an actual White female psychopath but I have met a pretty psychopathic Hispanic woman. Actually I dated her too. Her and her evil little sister. Yeah, I dated two women at once, a first for me! And they were both hot too, 23 and 29 years old. And I was ~58.

The date was a catastrophe but at least I did it, and a good part of the date was spent with the older one flirting with me when she wasn’t try to out and out grab my dick. She and her wicked bitch sister were both all quite skilled liars. They were liars, but they were not pathological liars like the bitch above. But they were pretty good liars. She basically stole $20 from me somehow or other.

The thing about these women is that like most psychopaths they are brilliant at thinking on their feet and instant decision making. Often their words, decisions, and behavior don’t seem to make sense at all and you are left wondering, “Why the Hell did she even do that? Why did she say that? How weird.”

Their behavior initially seems strange, unfathomable, and even incomprehensible. The emotion that they leave in their wake and impart on their victim is mostly chaos and confusion. Everything seems to happen very fast, and things are changing all the time. They basically wrap you into some sort of a spell with their charming lies.

My brother was visiting me at the time when this woman. I ended up taking the bitches ID (well she gave it to me) as collateral for the money I spent on her which I argued was fraud. The next day she came back to get ID, but I kept it and insisted she pay me back for the money I wasted on her of that she stole from me. What  followed was a whirlwind of behavior that was baffling, hard to follow, threw me off my toes, and was an absolutely brilliant performance.

She somehow ended up getting her ID back from me and giving me zero dollars of the money. How she did it was diabolically complex, and in fact she tried a number of plans until she found one that succeeded. Her plans and lies changed on the spot. She would figure out one set of lies or a  plan was not working and she would switch on a dime to a new plan and a new set of lies. It was almost a masterpiece performance.

After the bitch left it was like I had been hit by a hurricane that whirled into my life, caused a lot of very weird confusion and destruction, and then whirled away like a tornado before I could blink an eye. The main emotion I was left with was, “What in the Hell was that?” That meant what was this person that I just experienced.

The conclusion is that this was a female psychopath, and the feeling after they use you and vanish is the same as with a male psychopath.

People who deal with male psychopath also describe a charming man who magically appears in their lives followed by a lot of very weird behavior that someone sucks you into it. They end up harming you in one way or another, usually to get something out of you, and then they also whirl away like a funnel cloud while you are spinning in your room asking, “What the Hell was that thing I just experienced?” That “thing” was a male psychopath.

So both male and female psychopaths whirl into people’s lives in similar ways, cause a lot of somehow charming chaos and drama, and then vanish as soon as they magically appeared, leaving you used, burned, and harmed in some way or other.

And with both types you are left spinning asking yourself what the Hell you just experienced. You are asking this because ultimately the behavior of a true psychopath is quite strange and they are extremely different from most humans to the point where they almost seem like aliens.

It took a couple of days of conversation with my brother until we decoded all of the weird things she said and did. What seemed incomprehensible and baffling and counterintuitive at first was actually all part of a fiendishly brilliant master plan if you will. I assume that all psychopaths act something like this.

And the plot and dialogue of the psychopath’s master plans is so complex and hard to comprehend that I assume a lot of people never really figure out the words and behavior of the psychopath who just harmed them. Psychopaths almost have a PhD in con artistry.

Alt Left: Banned from Alternet Again

Actually not banned but a lot of my posts got removed. I think I set it off with a post about the Brock Turner rape case along the lines of my post earlier. Then the commenter went through and vindictively removed every single comment I had made that way no matter what I said.

I have a hard time imaging a liberal man being so emotional, but liberal-Left “men” are hardly even real men anymore. They’re humans with male bodies who think and feel like women. They’re actually much worse than women themselves because at least women and nice to look, you can fuck them, and the sensible ones can be quite a bit of fun. There’s no benefit to the male feminist at all. He’s a pussy, a cuck and a gender traitor all at once. Hang ’em high!

On the other hand it may well have been a woman because that emo vindictiveness – removing every post I made just to be a cunt – is classic female behavior. An enraged woman is as good as blind. And the last time I got banned was for criticizing the Epstein case and calling the “victims” things like “little teen whores” which is precisely what those junior strumpets were.

Moderator is probably a feminist woman.

I’m trying real hard to decide who I hate more – American conservatives or American liberals. I really want to like the liberals because I basically am one from back before the movement got body-snatched, but they keep punching me in the face! And you hit a man enough times, and he might just start hitting back, you know. That’s just human nature.

Conservatives are fairly friendly but American conservatives are like…let me think of a good description…”retarded howling apes on PCP.” How’s that?

Blocked you, jackass. If you can’t figure out that “finger-banging” a woman when she has passed out and thus cannot give consent is rape, I don’t know what to say.

I never said he didn’t rape her. I just said it was difficult case. This guy is a flaming SJW faggot with his gay rainbow colors flying high for everyone to see and cheer on his glorious career in sodomy. I’m not against gay men if they were born that; in fact, I cheer them on. But I really hate SJW fags. They’re as bad as feminists or BLM or any of the rest of the Cultural Left scum.

A friend of mine is a bit of an Alt Left gay man. He’s my age. He calls himself a conservative but he’s actually a Marxist! He’s just a conservative Left type like me, left on economics but somewhat right on social issues. He calls these types “gay libbers” the old name for gay liberationists, the first name of the pro-gay movement in the West.

He also hates faggoty pride parades and all the rest of the in your face Gay IP disgusting nonsense. He says, “We gays all just need to get married and move to the suburbs and live just like all the regular normal people there.”

I cannot agree more with that statement.

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

The If She Was Intoxicated, It’s Rape Bullshit

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

Lot of questions, huh?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See how insane Female Rule is?

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

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

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

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

The Kafkaesque Feminist Kangaroo Rape Tribunals on Campus Bullshit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Regret Rape Bullshit

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

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

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

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

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

Alt Left: Identity Politics, the Working Class, and the Left

If a gay man were to come up to me and say, “I’m a gay worker!”

I would answer him this: “Pick one.”

Either your identity is gay or your identity is worker. Not both. It’s fine and dandy to fight for your rights and all of that, but silly things like gender, race and sexual orientation shouldn’t take precedence over true hard realities of political economy like whether someone is a worker, a capitalist, or an entrepreneur.

Suppose instead or in addition to identifying as a worker, I ID’d as “straight.” Well, I am straight, so why not ID as straight. I could go join some straight rights groups and fight for me people. Actually I would only ever join any group like that to get laid, but that’s another matter.

I would get all worked up about how put upon we poor straights are and how teh geyz and the trannies are hogging all the rights. I would probably start to get quite angry at the gays and he-she’s oppressing us poor cis straights.

Why on Earth is me being straight of all things an important matter? It’s not.

I could ID as a male instead of IDing as a worker. I could get all wrapped up in fake victimhood and wound-nursing and get all hopping mad at women and how they are oppressing us bepenised ones. Why should I do that? That’s just going to make me all angry and miserable and I’m going to get quite mad at women. How is any of that going to help me. Besides, is the most important thing about me that I am a man? Are you kidding?

I could go join some White rights group and fight for my fellow palefaces. I would end up constructing a big narrative of endless victimhood and a sense of being picked on, bullied, attacked and oppressed by those bad non-Whites. Obviously I would end up getting very mad at non-Whites because that’s what White IP does – it makes you mad at non-Whites.

Have you noticed something? Straight IP makes straights hate gays and trannies. Male IP or Men’s Rights makes men hate women. White IP without fail makes Whites hate non-Whites.

IP always ends up making you hate the group that is supposedly picking on you.

Hence:

Black IP makes Black people hate Whites. That ought to be obvious by now but this is  continually impressed upon me.

Women’s IP or Feminism makes women hate men. That’s way more than obvious by now, proven so many times we don’t even need to discuss it.

Gay IP has a tendency to make gays hate straights.

Tranny IP definitely makes trannies hate us “cis scum.”

Have you ever noticed something else?

None of these people are happy.

Blacks into Black IP seem miserable.

Feminists always look angry and unhappy.

The Gay IP crowd acts like they have a wild hair up their ass. No wait.

Straight IP people (straight pride marches) don’t seem very happy. Their “pride” parades are more like hatefests.

Men’s IP or Men’s Rights people seem pretty damn unhappy. MRA’s always seem to have a sour look on their faces, then when they are not actually raging and shouting threats at women.

If there’s one thing that impressed me about the White IP crowd or White nationalists, it’s that they are not real happy. These are very angry and often mean people. They’re not happy campers. Many of them positively seethe and rage with pure hate. They don’t seem to be having a good one.

All Identity Politics divides the working class, and it all makes classes of people who ought to work together, such as workers, to divide into hateful tribes and declare war on each other. All Identity Politics focuses not on rights for the group but more on hatred for the supposed oppressor.

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

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

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

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

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

Alt Left: The Teenage Girl Bullshit

Bumface and I having a conversation in the comments section. I don’t normally like to talk about girls that young because that’s way too young for me to even want to look at, but Bumface is our resident hebephile, so I will indulge him.

Bumface: Eva Ionesco is the youngest model ever to appear in a Playboy nude pictorial, since she was featured at age 11 in the October 1976 issue of the Italian edition of the magazine in a set by Bourboulon. In that picture, she was at a beach posing in nude exposing all female anatomy.

Another of her nude pictorials in the November 1978 issue of the Spanish edition of Penthouse, was a selection of her mother’s photographs. She made also appeared on the cover page of Der Spiegel at the age of 12 completely nude.The issue was later expunged from the magazine’s records.

What was it like living in such sexually liberal times?

RL: LOL no one cared. I can’t even remember any sort of furor about any of this BS. I can’t remember if there was any discussion at all of what this girl did, much less a furor. A Cream album had a topless 11 year old girl on it and it was actually allowed to be sold because no one cared and who gets turned on by a topless 11 year old human female anyway?

It was another era. Basically feminism, Female Rule, #metoo, rape/sexual assault paranoia, and all of the feminist insanity of the Current Year for all intents and purposes didn’t even exist.

And believe it or not, everyone was happy. Women never complained about any of this BS. People mostly just thought it was funny. Men and women liked each other and liked to fuck each other.

Totally unlike this insane Feminist Hell we live in now! As far as sex with children, most people were very much against it, but there was a huge firewall between little children and teenage girls which has been torn down by a bunch of drooling lunatics in the Current Year.

Bumface: Do you think it can ever happen again?

Things have gone so far downhill. I do not think that the mores of the 1970’s will ever come back.  Society has been too damaged by this puritanical feminist sex-hatred that even if the disease goes away (dubious) scars will remain for a long time.

Maybe 15 years ago, hundreds of millions of deranged, drooling, moronic pin-headed human beings got it in their head that anyone having sex with a teenage girl was a PETAFILEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

I am not sure how this mass insanity and nonsense started. Some say it was with the Internet. It also might have started with Sex Offender Lists, which began about 30 years ago after a few very serious cases in which young girls were murdered by sex offenders.

In the Current Year, the Teenage Girl Bullshit is being promoted by almost all women to their eternal discredit, a large % of the Christian Right, a lot of completely cucked married men who may in fact be eunuchs, and almost all liberal men, since a vast percentage of liberal men are PC nowadays. A friend calls it the Fundamentalist Feminist Alliance. There are a lot of complete dingbats, often married women, who are best called femiservitives.

I guess PETAFILE!!!!!! includes the teenage boys who do them too. Any man, even one aged 18-20, who has sex with an underage teenage girl is also a PETAFILLLLEEEE!!! I am a PETAFILLLLLEEEE!!! myself because I had tons of sex with underage teenage girls from age 16-20. That was 40 years ago when everyone did such things matters not. I am still a PETAFILLLLLEEE!!! for the rest of my life.

Back then, 40 years ago, it was nothing. No one really cared about this sort of thing. It was considered normal for teenage boys to fuck teenage girls (which is basically the only reason they even exist at all – so we males can fuck them) and vast numbers of young men continued to fuck girls aged 14-17 when they were 18-20.

Yes, some went beyond that, and not much happened to them. I could tell you a number of stories of my friends having sex with 14-16 year old girls at ages 23-30.

But after age 21, the word was out that you really had to watch it or knock it off or you might go to jail. All this Current Year Teenage Girl Bullshit was called “statutory rape,” and it was the subject of much giggling, laughing, and joking.

Everyone knew that teenage girls were horny as rabbits and that it was impossible to keep them from fucking males. So most Moms just slipped their teenage daughters birth control pills. Almost all sexually active high school girls were on the Pill, and most of them got them from their own mothers. Fathers tried to stop it but they were ineffectual like they always are.

The whole idea was that it was a well-known fact that teenage girls were as horny as women if not moreso, and teenage boys were as horny or even hornier than most men. The idea was that teenagers fucking was just fine, just don’t get pregnant. And if you get pregnant, get an abortion. So that is what happened.

It was also recognized that teenage girls, in addition to being horny as cats in heat, looked exactly like women and hence were attractive to not only all boys but to all men who were not gay or dead. People actually used to say that, “The only men not turned on by teenage girls are gay men and dead men.”

The attraction was acknowledged but men were urged to restrain themselves or they might get a statutory rape charge. No one thought statutory rape was really rape. Everyone just thought it was illegal intercourse, which is exactly what it is. Absolutely no human beings anywhere on Earth thought that fucking teenage girls was PETAFILLLLLEEEEE!!!!!!!!! or CHIILD MALESTABATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The very idea that anyone would think that “statutory” was real rape or pedophilia or child molestation was laughable. No one said anything that retarded and if anyone ever did, I assume that everyone just laughed in their face, called them a prude, and told them they needed to get laid.

Teachers were periodically caught with girls and would for the most part just get fired. A very popular Black teacher, the only one at the school, got caught fucking a 15 year old student. I believe he was simply fired. It was a longstanding joke at the school and everyone just laughed about.

Generally not much was done to the men if they were still fairly young. Of course the girls always refused to prosecute the man as they do to this very day. This shows the absurdity of the crime – the victim herself even states that she is not a victim!

In many to most cases, the girl seduced the man, as these things usually unfold. I am not justifying these men falling into these girls spiderwebs. Instead I am pointing out that it takes two to tango and the girls are usually more instigators than victims in these cases.

Of course people had a low opinion of actual pedophiles and child molesters but those terms were reserved for men who had sex with children under the age of 13.

In other words, back then, everyone was sane. The world was sane. Most humans you met were sane people instead of the dangerous wild-eyed retards of the Current Year. You could wake up in the morning, look up at the ceiling and smile, knowing that you lived in a world that was run and populated by sane people.

There were lots of jokes about jailbait and whatnot with the recognition that this is exactly what these girls were – a very tempting bait that if men fell for it, could land them in jail.

I do remember one case of a man in my area in his 50’s who lived alone. He had pot and cocaine and he had teenage girls from the neighborhood coming around all the time. He would give them free pot and coke if they fucked him. So of course teenage temptresses came from next door all the way to Timbuktu to fuck this guy and get their free dope. I believe this went on for some time.

Well, he got caught and I remember that he got three years in prison for fucking some 15 year old girls. I remember reading about it in the paper and talking to my family about it, but everyone mostly just starting laughing because the whole idea of jailbaits and statutory was considered hilarious, which of course it is.

But this guy went down though because of the huge age discrepancy. He was 53 years old so society reacted rather harshly. It would have been different if he was 33 and if he was 23, most people might just say leave the poor alone, dammit. Because back then people believed in the spirit of the law, not the letter of the law. Male thinking, not female thinking, ruled society, and both sexes were better off for it.

La Bas in Mexico, or Notes from the Tijuana Underground

I am wondering if any of you have been to Mexico. I haven’t been there since 1987 when I was in Tijuana, but it was a mess even then. We were in the red light district (Where else would I be?) so it was a rather delightfully degenerate mess with no sexual morals whatsover. However a criminal element goes along with that and some maniac tried to force me to buy an edible cactus from him. He was very menacing and tried to shake me down.

Crime, social disturbance large and small scale, fistfights, car crashes, falling down drunkenness – that’s Mexico for you.

In the late 70’s when we used to go to Baja California on the outskirts of Tijuana there was a vast slum stretching as far as the eye could see, extending down into some ravines and over some ridges. I have no idea what they made those houses out of, but it was not standard building materials. We used to call it “The Cardboard Shacks.”

As a kid, this slum was utterly terrifying to me. I felt my heart sink into my stomach in fear and awe every time we drove by. Never in my life could I imagine a vast slum like this. There was nothing even slightly like this in the US at the time. My eyes were locked to that scene the whole time we drive by there. It was like watching the aftermath of a gruesome car crash.

Later when we were in Ensenada (that was mostly where we went), once you got off the main road, the streets are junk. They’re either potholed or dirt roads or both. And on the wall, everywhere, in these areas, we saw red graffiti with a hammer and sickle and the words, “Revolucion!” Well of course.

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. You can’t have slums like that anywhere without having its obvious reaction – a socialist or Communist pro-worker or pro-poor movement.

These rightwingers with their End of History crap are self-deluded like all of the blind rich and their water-carriers in academia and journalism. They actually thought that when that Wall fell, the rich would be able to create capitalist paradises all over the world where the rich could live like literal kings where most of the people suffered in slums like “The Cardboard Shacks.”

They wouldn’t have to worry about a thing. No more Communists, socialists, or even social liberals. No more wealth redistribution. No more social programs. No more worries about the poor rising up – they could die in their self-made horrorshow slums while the royal rich ate, drank, and made merry like no tomorrow.

Well, only a few years after the Fall of the Wall, revolutions were still going strong all over the world. The world was mostly ruled by socialist or social democratic parties. Vast maldistributions of wealth still created inevitable Leftist backlashes, just as Marx’s Laws predicted.

Did these rich fools really think they were going to pull this crap off? Sometimes I think rich people are retarded. But they’re not. They’re just blind, live for the day, and are amnesic towards the past like most humans. Idiotic, senseless optimism not grounded in reality seems to be coded into our genes. Presumably this is why our race never simply offed itself as you would thought by now.

I went into a Mexican bar and it was wild and crowded and crazier than any American bar. There were off-duty US servicemen in there, getting shit-faced with everyone else. A gorgeous but very tall woman came up to me and grabbed my cock, just like that! I mean when does that happen? I thought I won the lottery until she whispered in my ear, “High baby…” I jumped backwards. You just can’t hide that male voice.

Earlier we had just made our way to the Red Light District. We weren’t trying to get laid or anything like that. Hell no! What kind of a guy do you think I am? There were men standing in front of every sleazy bar, hawkers. They were all trying to outdo each other in degeneracy.

Six-teen year old girls!”

Fif-teen year old girls!

I forgot if they were offering 14 year olds, not that I cared. I don’t go to foreign countries to fuck JB’s. Clearly an awful lot of grown men like that teen pussy, the illegal kind most of all. Part of it is because it is wrong, illegal, and forbidden – there’s that appeal.

I was buying tacos everywhere we went. I was hungry and they were all damn good!

Against the wall with a crashed-in foregone look on her face that seemed to recede into the wall itself, was an Indian woman. She was actually good looking. She had ~four of her children there. She was a mother and her four kids and there they were on the streets, living like animals. And literally no one gave a damn. I gave her some money and she was very grateful. Ever since then I have wondered what happened to her and her kids. They’ve haunted me ever since.

We went into a seemingly empty bar. There were some men back there running the place, complete pigs like most Mexican men. I’m sure it’s bad for the women, but I can’t deny that piggy societies are awful comfortable and fun for us men. We run the show, no one dares challenge us, there’s not a whole of stuff we can’t get away with if we dare.

There were several women up on tables wearing short dresses. They were dancing in this desperate, sexy way, trying to sell their bods to us. The men were gesturing to these women with looks that said, “Here’s the merchandise, men. Please help yourself to one of these debased whores here.” Snicker. Guffaw. Belly laugh.

But this scene was almost as sad as the homeless woman with her brood. All of the women had the worst sadness smashed into their faces. And there was something else. Abject and utter shame and humiliation.

Now that can be fun as a game to play in bed because a lot of women like their sex really dirty like that. But these women were very unhappy. There were miserable, wretched. That plaintive pain sucked anything sexy out of the scene. Only a sadist would get turned on by that.

We walked out of the bar, shaken. I felt like something had died inside of me. I have never seen a sexual scene as depressing as that in my life.

We wandered the streets and some Mexican guy made friends with us, probably to get some money. He kept asking us for money to go to this or that bar. He was our traveling barker. He was about 20 and certainly pleasant enough.

We ended up in some real Mexican bar full of working class men and women, mostly 18-30. There were a lot of hot women. But this was no pickup bar. All of the women were more or less unfuckable.

I have heard that at least back then (and still today apparently), it was hard to get even young Mexican women to put out. Many guarded their virginity. A lot would only trade their hymens in for a wedding ring. In other cases you might have to date her 3-4 months before you can finally smash.

This was nothing but a dance bar, replete with scores of happy people dancing their lives away, right here amidst the ruins of humanity.

I noticed another thing. There was a sense of anxiety on most their faces, men and women. They weren’t very relaxed or secure. I asked my Mom if poor people tended to feel insecure and she said, “Of course.” Which is something I never thought about: the psychological face of poverty. That was almost a bit haunting too.

We left the bar and I tried to pick up a Mexican woman, age 20. She was cute but rather fat but who cares? I was drunk in a foreign country and I didn’t give a damn anymore. I was using all my famed pickup skills on her, wooing her with my smooth and slick ease, but she wasn’t falling for the bullshit I was selling. In a high-pitched voice she kept protesting my seduction attempt.

“Es una mentira! Es una mentira!”

She was protesting that everything I was saying was a lie. Of course that’s true and that’s always true when I am trying to seduce a woman. Seduction after all is a scam, a fraud, a lie. We are literally trying to trick and fool women into bed past their silly protests.

“Honest seducer” is  an oxymoron. If you can’t lie your fool head off, don’t even bother trying to be a player. Just get a girlfriend or get married and keep your conscience clear. You might even get a lot of sex – who knows? Seduction is a dirty game.

Somehow it was 2 or 3 in the morning. We were out on lost streets to nowhere without a soul in sight at the literal edge of the world in Tijuana, drunkenly careening the streets and  trying  not to fall off the edge.

Most people would advise you to stay out of those places at those hours. It’s generally regarded as a scene that is dangerous as Hell. But hey, I like to live dangerously. Life’s no fun without a bit of risk – even risk of serious injury or death.

Somehow there was a bar tucked out here in  all the nothingness. It gave off seriously sleazy vibes. Out here, far on the outskirts of the Red Light District, is where you find the really dirty bars with the legendary donkey shows and whatnot. Why? Because out here no one cares. Out here the morals are as lost as the streets.

We went inside and the place was packed. We hung out for a while. This seemed like a place where it was anything goes, and abandonment of all propriety felt warm and cozy to me. I was in my element, happy as a clam. We were drinking.

About half an hour in, at 3 in the morning, there’s a woman up on the stage, maybe 35 years old, gorgeous with long dark hair. She’s about as White as I am. She’s completely nude. Her legs are spread as wide as wings.

This was before all the women decided to go bald, so there was a huge triangle of dark brown public hair at her V. Young people nowadays think such decoration on one’s body is gross and disgusting, but the men of our age grew up on hairy pussies, we were weaned on them like our mother’s milk. Most of us probably got imprinted at almost a genetic level, and at least I developed a love for bushes that I carry to this day.

There was a young White man on the stage, completely plastered. He was blond and about 20. He was down on the ground, slinking forwards like a snake. He looked a bit humiliated and embarassed himself,  which made sense as he was making  an abject ass out of himself. But part of his body said he was too wasted to care anymore. Soon he was at that wonderful bush, and he started munching away.

Damn, that’s depraved as Hell! I love it!

The woman had a look of shame, defiance, anger, and arousal all at the same time. Sometimes she smiled. She was happier than the Table Women. Even if this was debasing, she seemed to be getting off on that aspect like so many women do.

We crashed in our car somewhere near the beach, in the land of nowhere. Early in the morning someone knocked on the glass. Two Mexican police officers. We woke up and waved to them.

Unlike American cops, Mexican cops don’t give a damn. About what? About much of anything. This list of things deemed trivial and not worth an arrest is quite long, which is as it should be.

Later that morning we went around to crowded panaderies buying Mexican sweetbreads, which are actually quite nice. They were all packed to the roofs, and the hordes there all had that familiar desperate sort of anxiety I saw at the dance club. Their faces were hard, pained, gritty and desperate. Poverty paints lines on your face, lines of cruelty.

It was time to go home. There was the terrible line at the border. Dirty children in rags with filthy cloths darted about, offering to “clean your windows” for some coins. We mostly blew them off but there was something terrifying about them too. This place, Tijuana, was obviously a place where human souls go to die.

There were others, often dead-poor older women, selling this, that, or whatever. They were a bit pathetic but not as bad as the haunted kids with rags. Most of them had shy, submissive smiles on the faces. Here in this forsaken land at the edge  of the world trying not to fall off, the poor definitely know their place.

Alt Left: It’s Hard to Believe We Have Gotten More Repressed and Anti-Sex in the Last 40 Years

Jason: Just a Theory

In the old days, if a guy was too horny around women that he didn’t know were single, it could be dangerous BECAUSE you didn’t know if she had a husband or boyfriend.

Exactly. Back in the day if you were coming onto some guy’s wife or girlfriend, that guy might give first give you some dirty looks. Then if that didn’t work, he would have an word or two with you. Then if that didn’t work, you’re going to get a punch in the face.

And not only that but after you get hit, no one will call the cops. If you tried to press charges, the cops would laugh and say we don’t make arrests on this bullshit. Your job, career, and life didn’t get ruined because it was more or less normal for men to go after other’s men’s women. No one cared.

I should  rephrase that. People did care. They just didn’t care enough to make a big fuss over it and ruin some guy’s job, career and life, for the most part because this was often considered private behavior that other people had no business butting into.

If the woman he was chasing was happily married, it was not a very nice thing to do. You might get some frowns and a few harsh words. Chasing other men’s women was often regarded as SOB behavior at worst and dangerous behavior on the man’s part at best.

If you had an office job, and it went around that one of the guys in the office chased other men’s women, everyone would laugh, and a couple of the women would probably ask him for his number. Mostly people would say, “Why is this important? We don’t care what people do in bed. It’s none of our business!” Some might say, “Mind your own business, dammit!”

This was back around 1975-1985, you know, back in the days of Sexual Liberation and the Sexual Revolution? Back before the feminists and femiservatives tried to stop straight men from having sex?

I can’t believe how repressed and anti-sex we have become. I place most of the blame on Sex-Negative Feminism. Of course we are only repressed and anti-sex when it comes to straight men, who society is trying to stop from getting laid for some insane reason. Straight women, gays, and lesbians get to do whatever the Hell they want. The only sexual harassers, sexual assaulters, and rapists are straight men, I guess because we’re just plain evil or something.

At any rate, thanks a lot, feminists! Thanks for nothing!