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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Women are dangerous.

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

She actually seemed like she really liked me too.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

YMMV.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dude you don’t make sense!

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

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

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

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

Wrong.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Closets are for clothes.

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

Thank you SJW’s!

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

Student Teaching at USC -One Man in Pussy Paradise

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

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

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

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

The Library in Hollywood

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A blond and a redhead.

The Blond

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

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

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

Sexual Attraction-Rejection Dynamics in the Human Female

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Some Dynamics of Black and White Cultures in the US – Culture Clash and Hellscapes

Blacks will never understand White feelings towards them because they did not grow up in our culture. If Blacks grew up in White culture, and yes, it is absolutely a thing despite what the White self-haters say, Blacks would have figured this out a long time ago. More than anything else, it is a set of values. Fairly strict and serious values, not as serious as the Asians, but pretty damned serious, especially with very strict rules about politeness, appropriate behavior, and whatnot.

If you consistently go below the bar in White culture, people will get in your face, scream and  yell at you, cause huge scenes in public. Scenes in public are outrageous in White culture and either mean someone is deranged or someone is in horrible violation of codes.

If you consistently violate the moral rules of White culture like 50% of Blacks routinely do, in White society, you will literally be thrown out of restaurants, stores, and homes, and people will make big scenes when they do it.

People will even start retaliating against you – throwing rocks at you, stealing your stuff, vandalizing your property. Someone might leave dogshit on your front porch. And you are cruising for a bruising too. You simply going to get hit if you keep this up.

For this reason, there are multitude of things that “You just don’t do!” in this nonexistent White culture of ours. A lot of the time it is too strict. I was fired from a job for taking a sick day on the 10th day of a new job. The response from the depraved Normie faggot boss who fired me: “You just don’t do that! You just don’t do that!” But I was sick.

Whites do not look at “Black culture” because there is no such thing. There are various Black cultures here in the US, maybe 20-30 of them. Quite a few are functional. Alpha has shown me this and I am very thankful to her for that. I will be indebted to her for this for the rest of my life.

But there are certain Black cultures, mostly urban and modern, which fall into the rubric of ghetto or low class Black cultures. Perhaps 50% of Blacks live in cultures of this type.

They are different but they all have certain things in common. In these cultures the sort of behavior that will very quickly make you persona non-grata in any White community is done habitually, casually, on a daily basis without a thought in the world. And that’s when they are acting pretty good.

When they are acting bad, which is very regularly, their behavior is off the charts menacing, criminal, dangerous and often deranged, unfathomable, or simply insane.

In White communities, we don’t deal with much open criminal behavior. Armed robbery and homicides are rare. We feel safe most of the time. We usually don’t feel menaced except by a few psychos and punks who everyone hates.

Black cultures in the US have six times more crime and eight times more violent crime than White  societies. You can’t expect Whites to not notice or react to discrepancies like that! But if we notice it we’re evil!

Blacks never grew up in our White culture, so they will never understand what sort of otherworldly violations of our moral and politeness cultural rules so many Blacks engage in as automatically as breathing.

Further, those of us who are liberal are concerned. Bad Black culture mostly impacts Black people. Antiracists literally don’t care about how these cultures holocaust their own Black communities because even to acknowledge this fact is racist in and of itself. For these Blacks, mention of the facts above are all bad PR, so it’s like the problems are not even there.

Blacks get their pride and ego hurt by the truths of Black culture and behavior, so they shut it all down, deny that these truths exist, project the bad Black behavior onto Whites, and claim that Whites are the awful, criminal, evil people. This stuff is Psychology 100.

But we White liberals care so much more than antiracist types about the devastating effects of Black cultures on Black people themselves than antiracists do. To us it looks like a Holocaust. We see how many Blacks are horribly victimized, damaged, traumatized, assaulted, robbed, beat up, shot at, and even murdered by their own culture. Our sympathy is with these Black victims.

Antiracists literally do not care about these victims because to acknowledge them hurts their feelings, so it’s off the table. Fighting evil racism is more important that acknowledging the truths about Black cultures and showing sympathy for these urban battlefields full of wounded and killed Blacks that their own culture causes. Fighting racism is more important than the Holocaust of Black victims of their own cultures.

We want to help the victims. We want to ameliorate the problem. We look out there and see Black society at large as a clusterfuck, a public health crisis (the Black victims are actually a public health crisis in and of themselves), and near warzones. You can’t expect liberals not to be concerned with literal warzones as bad as Iraq in our big cities.

Mostly this does not affect us because we are not victimized by it. 90% of the victims are Black. We care about these people – care much more than antiracists. It breaks our hearts.

We are appalled. And we are shocked. Shocked that these conditions exist in our society. It’s a black eye and an embarrassment.

Because this is a clusterfuck and a holocaust of Black people, some liberals care. It’s obvious that there are problems here.

This caring means we are literally evil.

We are not pessimists. We do not think this situation is genetically doomed. We are trying to figure out why it happens and make some suggestions for improving this matter – in order to save Black lives, preserve Black bodies, make Black cities livable, and to keep so many Blacks from being victimized.

And for this, the antiracists condemns us. Why? It’s embarrassing. It hurts their egos. It’s humiliating.

Well, we care more about helping all those Black victims than we about the hurt egos of antiracists, sorry about that.

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.

When I First Discovered Porn

This was before the internet. There were only videos and magazines. Anyway, I stumbled onto my brother’s magazines – wow! It was like finding buried treasure! It was the most fun I think I ever had, but I eventually sort of got busted as I started dialing up those 900 numbers.

Note: My brother was away at college or something at the time. Not sure of my age –  I think I was a freshman in high school – somewhere in that time.

Viewers Being Victimized by Porn

As in Jews are feeding them degeneracy -slowly turning people into stonehearted amoral monsters. People to where there is no limit to sexual fantasy and who have empathy levels akin to slaveowners (or overseers).

But whose fault is this?

The devil made them do it? What a weak answer. We know people are responsible for getting into the stuff.

Don’t Be a Bitch

Don’t be a bitch. Drive a big truck. Grow a beard. Never speak against Trump/Republicans.

All you need to survive in Tennessee! You don’t even have to really work hard cause it’s all an image anyway.

Well, it’s all about social order here, then again, I’m no advocate of being a moralfag, but this pretentious phoniness is beyond tolerable! I mean someone who shatters the glass by being a bitch/cunt could very well be one, but it might just be a person daring to be truthful.

Have conservative societies ever changed on their own?

Well, looking at the South as an example, the two big changes both occurred due to Yankee intervention.

“Poseur” Working Men

Warning: Not a Doctor, Just Play One on TV.

I might sound like an elitist asshole saying this, but I don’t think a lot of American men work as hard as Latinos. I mean, come on – to look tough, all you need in Tennessee is a 4/4 truck – preferably a monster one – and a beard. Let’s look at electric grid readers or just your typical plumber or auto mechanic. They simply aren’t doing work like illegals breaking their back all day in the hot sun.

Of course then we get into fast food, grocery stores, waiting tables, or dishwasher jobs. Again the work is nothing compared what illegals do, but they are less able to hide the “softness” cause they generally aren’t as macho as blue collar people.

Finally, you have the tons of people on welfare who literally do nothing. They’re scolded by the macho types as “drains on society,” thieves, and sissies.

But seriously, the people scolding them are not working much harder than they are. In fact, a lot of welfare types like I’ve seen on web development forums are indeed autistic people who bust their hind end doing web projects all day, normally for little or no pay! I mean time is money, right? How can someone who exerts little effort fixing a sink judge someone doing a web project?

The assumption from the blue-collars and others is that web development people aren’t doing “real work” or they’d get paid or that these people are lying and are just on cellphones, video games, and Internet all day, which is what a lot of welfare people do.

About Judging People

I can’t stand, people who sit around and judge others’ work ethic. It’s really none of their business and they seriously – as noted – have no clue as to what’s really going on. But of course, the motivation to judge is something people enjoy doing to feel superior. They get off on it!

Buying Fame?

You can do it on social media, but the question is: Has the person buying the fame paid his/her dues? You know, you gotta pay your dues to sing the blues! But I don’t really know how to pay dues, and it seems like those saying that are just haters anyway!

Well, there could actually be untalented idiots who have bought fame. I can’t think of any offhand? Know any?

But people aren’t dumb though! Even with a large bankroll, you simply can’t sell crap! In other words, something dumb isn’t going to make it, aside from some notable crappy songs that became famous (but that might be subjective).

But…

People might follow something without much thought into what they’re following. However, to double-check this, you should check to see if boosted posts are getting positive reactions.

Whiplash – The Movie – Lessons to be Learned?

Whiplash Movie Spoiler

Never telling someone they’ve done a good job – but always with the negative? The band teacher here seems to think compliments keep people from striving toward better goals.

Is this the ultimate anti-snowflake movie? Well, it good for laughs and the only popular modern movie about jazz drumming.

Here us a highly critical article:

http://matthewremski.com/wordpress/whiplash-terrible-movie/

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Why do blacks hate cops?

I mean, even ones – who are basically a-political – and live in small towns seem to.

Any ideas other there? I’d say it’s the result of racial profiling – of course, but should blacks and others – just get over it? Well, from stay in South Korea – I didn’t like racial profiling – as they had a chip on their shoulder against Americans (They assume white people are American.) – and blacks, other Asians, for other reasons.

Do anti-racists have an argument?

Sadly, they don’t. Genetics seems to be the main thing predicting behavior – but to liberals credit, the environment still plays a huge role. I mean, what kind of argument is it to say that an abused dog is going to be the same as one well treated?

But, anyhow, the genetics argument gives a green-light to some really obnoxious WNs and their persecuted movement – which is probably really persecuted – cause the establishment in the west is highly PC.

And finally, though, even if genetics plays a huge role in things – is the info being used to lovingly help people – or to flame hate? Well, of course, it’s been for the latter – cause the WN movement (or similar ones) are all about separation, venting anger etc..

The Godfather of Snowflakes

Well, Mr. Rogers and his partner in crime – Bob Ross – were certainly not poseurs or lazy by any stretch of the imagination. However, their kind personas – have labeled them responsible for a movement that some people say rewards laziness and “wanna-be-ness” under the umbrella of “you’re special”

Well, I think these two guys were misunderstood – as probably the idea is that people can find their true mark in life, with effort – but it might not be in the field they think.

But anyway, some background on Rogers – was that he was a bullied kid – and Bob Ross was former military man – sick of yelling at people.

The Unofficial Royalty

From comments on:

https://beyondhighbrow.com/2019/11/06/why-are-autistics-in-the-alt-right/

Quote from Yours Truly:

People called cunts or cocksuckers are just people fighting back against bullies. I mean, look all the heat I got for simply “talking back” to bigmouth wise-asses on Facebook.

The “cool crowd” is often just a bunch of stupid jerks who yap their mouth on social media and school, and everyone is too chicken to criticize them. They don’t criticize them because once your in the cool crowd, you become a guru, a new Brahman (sarcasm).

O.K., are people like me who dare to say rednecks are stupid (or maybe I would say niggas are stupid or whoever) really obnoxious and annoying, or is it that people want to punish people who don’t bow down to fake royalty?

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

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

In many to most cases, practically nothing! Honestly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Decline of the Family – The Answer Isn’t Good Enough!

Conservatives are always saying this about African Americans – and while there’s a large measure of truth to it – the fact remains: African-Americans were still poor even when they had two-parent homes! In that case, what’s needed also is a large injunction of money, preferably money that’s personal (not US welfare alone). Well, that’s where the “Black a block” idea from @Robert Lindsay comes in.

Who feels the family structure in the US – is really a problem? How bad is it?

The Problem with a Black a Block

https://beyondhighbrow.com/2019/05/08/a-black-a-block-spread-em-out-and-civilize-em/

The problem with this theory is there are simply too many blacks (or other down and out races) for this to work. It might work for African Americans, but how could it possibly be implemented in Africa, India, or the Philippines?

Ideally, what you’d see – and this is actually happening now in Appalachia, my home – is that Blacks are marrying financially stronger Whites, so the kids and their ancestors are reaping/will reap dramatic benefits. In fact, it makes your heart warm – maybe more than the Grinch Who Stole Christmas!

Racist jerks have hypocritically always noted this – sort of. On Stormfront they’re always bitching about how Blacks should be grateful for being taken out of Africa. Huh? That’s funny!

Minority Groups Bullying the Disabled

Well, I’m not sure if it’s because of minority culture or if it’s just mentally ill minority people. Anyway, no matter how pathetic the handicapped person is, they will gladly do a Donald Trump hand gesture “mock the disabled person” any day, maybe even if the victim didn’t start it!

https://beyondhighbrow.com/2019/11/06/why-are-autistics-in-the-alt-right/

Well, as mentioned in the above post, I came to the conclusion that many autistics have become Alt-Right because of horrible experiences with women and minority groups (minority as in the USA).

Sometimes when you talk to racists, there seems to be denial about bullying causing their problem. Well, I don’t really know that, but I got that from two who I talked to, where one admitted it indirectly, and the other denied it. They were from Chi-CONGO and New York, so what’s your conclusion – LOL?

Why are Autistics in the Alt-Right?

Autistics are picked on/rejected by snooty women who hypocritically place feminism over disabled rights. Also, probably autistics are a big target of minority bullies or often probably just ordinary blacks/Latinos who have no concept of PC, despite being objects of PC compassion.

https://wrongplanet.net/forums/viewtopic.php?f=20&t=334853

Hi all.

A while ago, I went on 4chan’s /pol/ board because I wanted to reason with the Alt-Right on their own turf. I want to talk about my findings.

I went on there and made some very good anti-racist arguments that were grounded in science. I overestimated them. They accused me of being a Jew. I trolled them right back. They accused me of “being illogical” … even though “Though art a Jew.” is one of the least logical arguments imaginable.

Lesson Learned: If you use dumb anti-racist arguments, the Alt-Right will easily tear them apart. If you use intelligent anti-racist arguments that are grounded in science … prepare for the Jew jokes. Their racist arguments appear logical at first … but if you dig through the outer layer … then you will find an angry, irrational inner layer that hates being revealed.

After that miserable failure, I decided to talk to them about autism. I got many different responses. Some of them told me “everyone here is an autist”. One of them told me “autists need to be exterminated”. One guy who responded to me was openly a self-hating autistic.

What does this tell us about the Alt-Right? It tells us that many of the people in the Alt-Right might be autistic. I’m not trying to insult the autistic community. I don’t think that autistic people are sexist or racist by nature. I think that extremist organizations soak up social outcasts like a sponge. People who are hated by society often join extremist organizations just because they want a sense of belonging.

People say “Lots of autistics are racist because they don’t get out enough!” I disagree. Lots of people become racist because they are mad at the world, and they want to use minorities as chew toys. Not everyone can become anti-racist just by going outside. Some people will go outside, face discrimination, and then become angrier. This anger leads to more racism.

The Alt-Rightists are mad because their lives are crappy. Their lives are crappy because of anti-autistic hate.

I don’t want to see anyone in this thread say, “I’m autistic and my life is fine.” Not everyone on the spectrum is surrounded by supportive people. Some people on the spectrum have to work. Some of us were raised by abusive parents who refused to understand us. I think that autistic people are becoming politically radicalized in our age. This should worry us all.

There is only one solution to all of this: The political Left needs to take a strong stance in favor of autism rights. If women and minorities are protected classes, then we deserve all the same protections because we are a minority.

Furthermore, the people who are fighting for universal health care need to focus on psychotherapy. Psychotherapy can be expensive … and this is very bad because some people desperately need it. In some countries, (such as Canada) psychotherapy is not covered under the universal health care system.

Lots of autistics have joined the Far Right because the Far Right gives them love and friendship. If we want to end this fiasco, we need to outdo them.

There are some good people on the Left who acknowledge that anti-autistic hate is a massive social problem that deserves immediate attention. Unfortunately, some people on the Left are like this: “Anti-autistic hate? Whatever. That’s just a distraction from misogyny … which is the only issue I care about.”

Well … now the Alt-Right is devouring people who should be autism rights activists. Why do they joke about the “upcoming Beta Male Uprising”? Why do they use “The Feels Man” as an unofficial mascot?

This is what happens when the needs of Aspies are swept under the rug. This is what happens when our struggles are ignored by people who consider themselves “tolerant progressives”. These men feel abandoned by society … because they have been abandoned.

Sekou Sundiata, “Shout Out”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This poem is just too perfect!

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

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

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

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