Virtue Signalling

PhotoEditor_20180819_222235763

All of the virtue signalling in the world, and she still won’t fuck you.

I wrote about women on social media a couple of weeks ago.

I know what I’m going to say here will piss off a lot of the White Knights out there, but it’s true. She won’t fuck you because of your virtue signalling.

Physically defending a woman from an actual physical threat? That will get the tingles going. That will get you laid.

Defending her “honor” on the internet? Not so much. In fact, not only does it make you look like a simp to other men, it makes you look like a simp to the woman as well.

She won’t fuck you because you are “in touch with your feminine side.”

She won’t fuck you because you “understand her predicaments.”

She won’t fuck you because you “support her in her struggles.”

She won’t fuck you because you “agree that the patriarchy needs to be brought down.”

She won’t fuck you because you “agree with her definition of toxic masculinity.”

She won’t fuck you because you “are a stoic.”

She won’t fuck you because you “aren’t like other guys.”

She won’t fuck you because you are “sweet, kind, caring, and understanding.”

She won’t fuck you because you commented on her latest picture with “you’re so beautiful.”

She won’t fuck you because you claim that you are “a male feminist.”

She won’t fuck you because you “identify with her.”

She won’t fuck you because you are a “good listener.”

Virtue denotes honor and trust. Those are things that men look for in other men. Men want to know that you are able to hold and defend the perimeter with them. Men want to know that you have their six. Not so for women.

Nothing wrong with having virtue in and of itself, it can be commended. But she still won’t fuck you.

Drop the virtue signalling.

She still won’t fuck you.

 

Sharpen Your Mind. Weaponize It. Start here and here. Sign up for my newsletter.

Advertisements

Women On Social Media

woman placing feeding bottle on her lips

(And Why I Don’t Follow Them)

 

When I first got on the internet, it was mostly dudes and nerds at that time. Women were a scarce commodity. Nowadays, women on the internet, and specifically on social media, are everywhere. They are literally a dime a dozen.

Look on instagram, and what do you see? “Models” showcasing their “assets” with some flavor of the day quote. (You too can have it all, if you just believe in yourself.) Women in different yoga poses showing off their favorite attire.

Women flexing their muscles, showing off their abs. (You’ve come a long way baby.) Of course, let’s not forget the never-ending stream of selfies and duck face pictures ad nauseum. Women taking pictures with their food, women taking pictures with their “BFF’s.” Women sticking out their tongues and giving the world the finger. Women doing shots of booze and chugging down copious amounts of alcohol at whatever latest party that they are attending. Women taking pictures with their dogs or cats (aka their “children.”)

What are all of these pictures, what are all of these poses saying?

One thing and one thing only:

“Look At Me.” “Pay Attention To Me.”

Of course, men in droves flock to these pictures and the likes, hearts, +1’s, and comments come pouring in.

“You are so beautiful.” “You are so gorgeous.” “Fantastic.” “Can I message you?” “Can I call you?” “Want to go to dinner?” “I want to take you on a journey.” “Want to travel?”

I imagine it can be heady and quite overwhelming. By simply showing some cleavage, puckering up her lips, and showing a little ass, a woman can literally bring a man to his knees. And we as Men fall for it. We go for it. We press that “like” button. We make those stupid fucking comments. Damn near every time.

We enable these women to be the attention whores that they are. If there was no likes, if there were no followers, if there were no comments of “my god, you are gorgeous,” what reason would women have to be on social media except to maybe show pics of recipes and bitch about how there are No Good Men Left. (*cough facebook cough*)

That’s just one group of women on social media.

Group two would be the so-called Tradcon Feminine Wives. I say so-called, because the majority of them are just like the women that they supposedly detest. Feminists.

Really Tradcon women and feminists are two sides of the same coin. They are both cut from the same cloth. The only difference is in the packaging. The tradcons are “prettier,” for the most part. They may have longer hair, wear their makeup better, dress more feminine (ie dresses versus halter tops) and may generally have a more pleasant demeanor, but they are for the most part, one and the same.

It’s really easy to tell when you know what to look for.

Does the so-called “traditional feminine” woman tell you as a man, how to be a man? She’s no better than a feminist. She is a feminist as far as I’m concerned. Just sneakier.

Does she give “dating advice” to men? She’s a feminist.

Does she try to redefine masculinity? (Is her definition of masculinity the “true” and “proper” definition?) “A Real Man would…. A Real Man does….”

Notice that whatever definition of masculinity she gives, it’s always in her favor. It benefits her.

Feminists do the exact same thing. The only difference really is in their shaming tactics. Maybe not even that. Both get their beta orbiters. Both get their White Knights. Both are preaching the same message:

“Yours (as a man) is to serve. Yours (as a man) is to serve Me.

“If you only do as I say, if you just “man up,” maybe, just maybe, I’ll give you the pussy.”

“If only you do as I wish, then the world (my world, not yours) will be so much better.”

“If you would only just get with the program, then life would be better.”

And if you don’t?

Enter the shame tactics.

“You’re not a Real Man.”

“Wow, you are so bitter.”

“Who hurt you?”

Just like their feminist counterparts.

If you are lucky enough, maybe you won’t have to go through that nonsense. Maybe she will just “block” you. Or unfriend you.

You can avoid all of that though. Don’t follow them to begin with. Block them first if need be. Mute their conversations. It’s usually the same old shit anyways.

When I first got on Twitter, and facebook for that matter, I had a lot of women on my feeds. Lots of complaining, lots of selfies, lots of fishing for compliments, lots of telling men how to be men, lots of dating advice to men, and of course, lots of bullshit drama.

So I started unfollowing and unfriending. I stopped “liking” their posts. I stopped commenting.

Life got a lot calmer and easier. My feeds became more interesting instead of boring and a drag.

I actually started learning things.

Now my social media feeds are educational. I actually get something of value from them.

There’s a lot of talking in the ‘Sphere about “Saving the West.” I honestly don’t know if that is even possible at this point in time. But there is something we as Men can do.

Stop enabling women. Stop “liking” and commenting on their inane posts. Stop showing them support for their sub par selfies. Ignore them like you do when the ads come on television. Ignore them like the promoted ads you get on your social media platform.

Mute them. Unfollow them. Unfriend them. Block them.

If we don’t give them the attention they crave, maybe it will help slow the decline. Maybe it will encourage the woman to change her behavior. Maybe not.

Treat that pretty face for what it is. Another pretty face. They are a dime a dozen.

Make your social media platforms something educational and something of interest. Not just another way to kill time. Not just another way to release a gallon of jizz.

 

Sharpen Your Mind. Weaponize It. Start here and here. Sign up for my newsletter.

How To Be An Asshole – A Primer

img_20180714_142805809
The Biggest Asshole I know. And I know a lot of them.

On Friday, there was a discussion on Twitter about the shirt that I’m wearing in the above picture.¬†Of course, I replied.

What got me to respond to this particular thread? The fact that Redpill Chick said, “It looks like the kinda shirt an asshole would wear.”

When I first met the girlfriend, I set the tone early on in our relationship. One night we had just finished eating at one of our favorite mexican food joints and we were getting ready to go home. We had rode the motorcycle for shits and giggles and she had jumped on the back. She was mostly used to how I ride and she is a great passenger. She had intuitively learned to lean with me into the curves and how to sit on the back. She had become mostly comfortable with how I control the bike as well. Comfortable enough for me to fuck with her….just a little bit at least…

She’s on the back, but her hands aren’t around my waist yet, I don’t remember if she was messing around with her purse or whatnot, but it was time to introduce her “to the Asshole.”

So while she is messing around a bit on the back, I gun it. The bike charges forward and it knocks her back on to the backrest, aka “the bitch bar.” She squeals and then a flurry of slaps hit my back. “You asshole!” She screams.

I started laughing so hard I almost veered into the next lane over. My laughter wasn’t in my throat or upper chest, it came from deep down in my belly. Just thinking about it now still makes me chuckle.

Since then, I’ve lost count how many times she has called me an asshole. Too many.

asshole
Right up there with having high T levels.

Today I’m going to give you a primer on being an Asshole. Do not consider this document to be all inclusive and exhaustive, because it’s not. I’m sure I’ll cover some things that you would consider prime grade material for being an asshole, some material will be new to you, and of course, you’ll probably have some things that you consider essential to being an Asshole that I may not cover here. You are welcome to your own opinion of course, and I’ll be welcome to promptly disregard whatever it is that you think, feel, or say. This is my blog. You have an opinion on what makes an asshole? Go write your own blog.

Now before we go on into what makes an Asshole, let’s talk for a moment about what doesn’t make an Asshole.

  1. You are mean for the sake of being mean. This doesn’t make you an asshole. It makes you a douche-bag.
  2. You think your shit doesn’t stink. Again, this doesn’t make you an asshole, it just makes you a dick.
  3. You think you are better than everybody else. See douche-bag and dick above.

The point? It’s okay to be an asshole. Don’t be a dick or a douche-bag. Nobody likes either of those.

So let’s move on….

Be-the-Asshole-you-want-to-see-in-the-world
A quote from Mahatma Ghandi

How to Be An Asshole

A lot of people will think that being an Asshole is something that you are born with. Either you’re an asshole, or you’re not. Well I’m here to tell you that being an Asshole is a skill. You can learn it. It can be acquired. But where do you start? Where do you learn how to be an Asshole?

  1. Assholes are all around you. So are dicks and douche-bags. First you need to learn the differences, because there are differences. People like Assholes. Nobody likes dicks and douche-bags. See above for the general characteristics of dicks and douche-bags and don’t do those things.
  2. Your Father might be the biggest and best Asshole that you know. Out of all the Assholes in my life, and there are a lot of them, my Father is hands down the biggest Asshole that I know. I definitely got schooled in the Art of Assholing from a black belt Master in Assholery. Does your mom call your Dad an Asshole? Mine does. All the time. To this very day. Start there.
  3. What about your friends? Remember that saying about “Like attracts like?” There’s truth to it. I surround myself with Assholes. Both IRL and online. I would have to say that over 95% of those I follow on Twitter are all Assholes. The guys that are part of the Red Pill? All of them are Assholes. No exceptions. Ivan Throne is a grade A Asshole. Chief Chuck? Come on. Career military Man? One of the nicest Men I’ve met on Twitter, but I guaranfuckingtee you, he’s a weapons grade Asshole. Even some of the young guys who follow and interact with me are budding assholes.
  4. Wear the Badge of Asshole with Honor. Even when people try to guilt and shame you with it. Don’t be a “Nice Guy.” Be an Asshole.

Okay, now let’s actually move on the the characteristics of what makes an Asshole.

i-have-a-hard-time-remembering-names-can-i-call-you-asshole-patch-p5425-6-680x500
I’m going to anyway.
  1. An Asshole has high self-esteem. He thinks highly of himself. He knows he’s got something to say and that his opinion matters. He has confidence literally coming out of his ass.
  2. An Asshole isn’t afraid to express himself. He usually has little or no filter. He tells it like it is and doesn’t sugar coat much, if anything.
  3. An Asshole has Zero Fucks to Give. He knows that his barrel of fucks is limited and that his time on this planet is limited, so he focuses on giving his fucks to things that matter to him. You can’t give a fuck about everything.
  4. An Asshole puts himself and his needs first. In order to help others, you’ve got to help yourself first.
  5. “Sorry” isn’t in the vocabulary of an Asshole. It doesn’t mean that he doesn’t apologize, he does, if and when it is warranted, but apologies seldom happen, and “sorry” is almost unheard of.
  6. An Asshole has thick skin. He’s going to need it. In a world of special snowflakes, haters, and politically correct “wahmen’s,” an Asshole is going to come under direct fire at some point. It’s not a matter of if, but when.
  7. An Asshole has the ability to say “no” to anyone. On the other side of that coin, an Asshole almost never accepts the word “no” from anyone. Read that sentence again if it made your head spin. I’ll wait.
  8. An Asshole always has a plan. He makes shit happen. He doesn’t sit around waiting for things to happen. An Asshole is control of the situation as well. That doesn’t mean he is a tyrant or domineering, but that he’s willing and able to Take Care of Business.
  9. An Asshole is blunt and honest. Honesty is really and truly the best policy. However, if the person you are dealing with cannot and will not handle the truth? Lie your ass off. Give them what they ask for, and then charge them a ton of money for it.
  10. If you aren’t being called an Asshole at least once a week, then you are doing it wrong. I get called an Asshole almost daily. It’s my barometer. Not that I give a fuck about it, because at this point I don’t.

So there’s your Primer on Being an Asshole. Yes, there’s much much more that could go into it. Maybe I’ll write more about it in a later post. Maybe I’ll talk about it more in my newsletter. Maybe I’ll write a book and you can buy it.

 

Sharpen Your Mind. Weaponize It. Start here and here. Sign up for my newsletter.