Archive for January, 2013

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Able and empowered women..

January 30, 2013

..are no more remarkable to this generation than smart phones.

That’s the takeaway from this funny yet not funny post.

Don’t Write Men Off Just Yet

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/peggy-drexler/dont-write-men-off-just-y_b_2575031.html

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This article pretty much got everything wrong. Not in it’s observations or the list of many causes and effects, but rather the wrong conclusions it draws from them.

That one line:

They are the first generation of men that has not had to recalibrate themselves to a generation of independent women rich in life options. Able and empowered women are no more remarkable to this generation than smart phones.

Summed it up. Women are no longer snowflakes. No longer precious.

Your freedom enabled you to become a commodity to be consumed and discarded for the next iteration when it comes out.

My next post will tackle this concept.

When you begin from the central premise as Feminism does, that men are irrelevant, unneeded, the bicycle a fish does not require… which celebrates Independence from any need or requirement from men because your life is rich with options (brought about by men in the background)… then ultimately that man becomes nothing more than a fashion accessory for you…

.. why the fuck would we consider you special?

to be continued…

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Date Down

January 29, 2013

Super quick post.

There’s a current meme developing in the comment section on both The Rational Male and The Private Man where the female commenters are basically going to this argument:

If you want a relationship, stop shooting for the stars and stop punching above your weight. Date down, start choosing plump 4’s and 5’s.

Now most of the male commenters like Deti and FuriousFerret have done amazing counter arguments but i would simply like to say this.

If you’re saying all my problems are because i’m shooting too high and i should date down.. while i’m at my physical best, absolute peak, tip top, and getting better..

..why aren’t women ‘dating down’ and choosing betas/deltas/gammas/omega shlubs at the height of their power when they’re young?

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My first E-book purchase. Ever!

January 28, 2013

Very quick post. There will be a part 2 in the near future when i write up a review. But for now, we’ll just go by the fanfare it’s getting on Amazon reviews and because we know Aaron is one hell of an upstanding citizen of the global community.

And i like his video’s where he smokes and drinks.

So a quick chit chat and a traffic bomb that broke all previous records led to me deciding to purchase the slogan of the manosphere.. nay, the Slogan of the Internet!

ENJOY THE DECLINE

Enjoy the Decline eBook- Aaron Clarey- Amazon.ca- Kindle Store

It’s what’s for dinner!

Anyways, having just finished d’l’ing it i thought i would plug it here now and repost the instructions for getting it for Android users (the smart and savvy types who look down upon users of iFruit devices)

For those who want detailed advice for Mac’s & shit go here to his site [link fixed].

FOR ANDROID

  1. Go to the Google Play store and download the Amazon Kindle Reader FREE app. (avoid trying to buy the book from Google Play itself. It’s not listed)
  2. Install the app
  3. If you do not have an account on Amazon.com or Amazon.ca – create one. You will need an account to connect with your Kindle Reader app
  4. Once you are into the site enter your credit card info and billing address
  5. Save your info and log out
  6. Enter your login credentials into your kindle reader app. This will now sync with the website
  7. Log back into the website from your desktop (i attempted to purchase the book from inside the app, it failed)
  8. Do a search for “Enjoy the Decline”
  9. Mr. Clarey’s book should appear
  10. Begin the purchase procedure, select your credit card
  11. Make sure your device is listed near top right portion of the screen, the device the download will be delivered to (the green area)
  12. Hit submit. Viola you’re set.
  13. You can now go to ‘Manage your Kindle’ and see the status of the download as ‘Pending’
  14. Go back to your tablet, exit the app (swipe it closed) and turn off wifi
  15. Turn wifi back on, restart the Kindle Reader Free app
  16. You should see Mr. Clarey’s book pop up in your books with a download indicator
  17. Enjoy the Decline!
Amazon.ca-Kindle Store-Manage Your Kindle

The Dictionary came for free, i didn’t ask for it.

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Best 7.98 Cdn i ever spent.. and i ain’t even read it yet!

Review to follow shortly. Stay tuned.

Oh and for those who need to find meaning in their lives..

..i present to you my cat in my gym bag.

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The Fly on the Wall Reports Back on “Girls Night”. Sluts shame good girls.

January 27, 2013

Before i start this post let me just get a couple small items off my list.

1. To everyone asking about my p90x page. I’m sorry, i’ve just been too damn lazy to put it together because i tried giving advice tips and info… when i should have just put up my damn pics and be done with it. When the page is ready, i’ll announce it.

2. I’ve hit a personal milestone on my adventure with braces. I can run my tongue along my bottom row of teeth and it feels smooth with no gaps. It’s exciting to see and feel results. I can’t wait for the finished product. Don’t ever kid yourself. A great smile is 50% of your confidence. Also, i can slip the little rubber christmas tree brushes between all but 2 of my teeth! Whoohoo!

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Ok, with all that out of the way.

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Last night i had a 4 hour conversation my friend, the one who lost a shit ton of weight and is on her way to looking stunning again. Let’s call her “E”. In a previous post i mentioned my almost FWB who went by the label of “J” and my exwife “S”. Let’s also add the label “B” to my ex’s close friend. Keep these in mind as i proceed.

I won’t recap the entire discussion, too bloody long. Let’s just say i am really proud with myself for how much RedPill knowledge i’ve acquired, accepted and internalized. The information i was giving her, the way i answered her numerous questions, and the way the pieces ‘just fit’ in explaining how human nature works, startled even myself when i left for home. I gave her the unvarnished truth and didn’t hold back, neither her nor her brother denied or disagreed with much anything i said because everything i stated was backed up by experiences both of them actually had throughout their lives.

I put the puzzle together for them right before their very eyes. They saw the real picture of the world, the way the pieces were meant to fit, not the disjointed, misshapen horror they were looking at when they tried forcing pieces together that were not meant to be joined.

Of course it doesn’t hurt that she’s what i call a natural RedPill ready woman. She’s a traditional type that accepts the male leads/woman follows dynamic, the Captain/1st officer roles. She admits she likes being led. For lack of better terms, she knows she’s RedPill, she just doesn’t understand why.

Although she was absolutely and completely naive about the world of relationships, and carried no real comprehension of what men look for in women, why the behave the way they do (aka taking walks to see the sunset not because we enjoy it ourselves, but part of the imperative that says we have to entertain your interests if we wish to partake in sex down the road), hypergamy, women’s nature, sexual ranks, attraction, the wall, aging, etc. I told her things she certainly didn’t want to hear, but she took it all in stride. She also learned for the first time ever that i went through 12 years without and didn’t even conceive of the possibility that men aren’t able to get sex when they want. (apex fallacy/80/20) She didn’t think men felt emotions during sex, that it was no different than when a guy masturbates. She really held her mind open to listening and i saw the gears turning as she didn’t blow up in emotional hysterics but actually digested the information, connecting dots.

Like the wisdom of the ancients being emptied from the Matrix of Leadership to combat the Hate Plague, she was an empty vessel ready to be re-filled with knowledge and wisdom. Of ancients no less. Wisdom her grandmother and great grandmothers before her held. Wisdom erased by 40+ years of feminist bullshit.

As i said, it was a long, deep and honest conversation.. with revelations about me and my own personal supplicating beta behaviour and the things i did wrong in my marriage. She also volunteered that she was cognisant of the fact that men are visual and knew full well that guys were going to start coming onto her again after 4 years of being obese. It’s because she’s venturing off into the world of dating that she started the whole conversation with me, specifically me because she has found me to be completely honest and cerebral with her, pulling no punches. She REALLY wants to learn. I found out she is very much the traditionalist and that aside from a brief bit of experimenting with which she did not enjoy the outcomes of, she is a low number count woman.

It was somewhere in the middle of this conversation that i was clued in on the fact that she had experienced a “Girls Night’ with her friend, my ex and my ex’s friend. And it was during this night when girls do as they do when they get together that they discuss boys, and sex acts, and how many guys they’ve slept with.

What i heard simply floored me on a visceral level.

These ‘good girls’ that i had envisioned throughout my entire beta life, my entire incel period.. were feeding at the trough with reckless abandon and it became much more sinister than just that. And here was more poor dear low count friend sandwiched amongst these “ladies” when the question turned to how many guys they let access their gates.

“E” told me that she sat there as she heard the number 18 and 60 thrown out (Tho who had which number she didn’t say). When the time came for her to answer, she was hesitant because her number simply couldn’t compare to theirs, so she meekly said “5”.

My ex isn't black. Nor is she 6 years old. You got the point tho right?

My ex isn’t black. Nor is she 6 years old. You got the point tho right?

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Quebec. You’re doing it right!

January 25, 2013

Find a girl in Quebec.

Do not marry.

Draw up a legal contract outlining division of assets upon breakup. Or not.

Cohabit.

Girl wants to leave? Fine.

Unmarried Quebec couples have no right to alimony, court rules – Montreal – CBC News

http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/montreal/story/2013/01/25/supreme-court-ruling-eric-vs-lola-quebec-civil-code.html

Quebec Justice Minister Bertrand St-Arnaud said the decision “confirms the principle of freedom of choice which has always governed life in Quebec, in other words the freedom of couples who choose the rules that will govern their union.”

Amen.

Read it and enjoy. I’ll be brushing up on my French.

What i’m REALLY hoping for is for this ruling to put pressure on those who want to challenge the current structure in other Provinces. Especially for the rich guys who are currently with gold-diggers in waiting.. they’ll have plenty of incentive to try.

This news really made my day :)

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But that was HER song…

January 24, 2013

Quick story from my past. The year is 2001. I’m in two concurrent friendzones, the two that would define my adolescence. Let’s call the first one J and the second one S. Well, in 2001 S was in a relationship, but J had just suddenly become single.

Being the beta that i was, and stupidly trying to win her heart by showing love, caring, support, emotional availability, time, etc instead of commiting myself to working on myself and making her want to ‘earn’ my love and qualify to me.. well you can see how this song sort of became my anthem for the first half of the new decade. It helped delude me even further that it was MY job as a man to prove my love to her through actions. I embraced this song.

I introduced J to this song, and the album (as i had become familiar with Napster at the time) and began to download tons of songs for her because that’s what NiceGuys like me did. This song became associated with her and I. Everyone with half a functioning brain cell could see the pain and frustration of my situation oozing out of me.

Even her.

Eventually, years later, on the eve of my engagement to S (whom i eventually broke the friend zone successfully with) J would admit she knew. Not enumerated, just her saying that she was sorry for what she did to me, thus acknowledging she knew she was pulling my heart strings six ways from Sunday.

Since i was getting engaged to my beloved, there was no anger upon hearing that admission. More closure than anything else.

Fast forward a few months and me and S are now purchasing dancing lessons for ‘the big day’ since i couldn’t dance to save my life. Our dance instructor was teaching us the four basic dance types and tempos to each. She said we would have to settle on 2 quickly and choose up to 4 songs to practice with until we finally knew which we would go with. So we had to start brainstorming.

First we thought about the group that unintentionally became a symbol of the trauma we were both enduring just before getting together. Three Days Grace and their album OneX and specifically the song Over and Over, symbolizing how often we spun in circles before we finally found each other as soul-mates (feel free to puke, remember, i was still total blue pill despite having Alpha’s up in other areas)

But none of those songs felt like something that should be played at a wedding celebration. So i figured why not use a song whose lyrics symbolize everything i’m feeling about her right now. I generously offer up the song “Hanging by a Moment” by Lifehouse thinking i just hit the jackpot. To be sure, i was caught a bit off guard by the reaction.

OH FUCKING HELL NO!

I iz perplexed…

But why honey?

That was J’s song. I remember you were playing that constantly around her. I remember how you always talked to me about her (imagine.. me asking another woman for advise.. and getting nowhere might i add). That was your song for her when you loved her. No way that song is going to be used for a celebration of ***OUR*** love!

We eventually settled on Nickleback.. and that may have been what actually doomed us, but i digress.

I want you to understand this very clearly. That song about true pure love… was no longer special enough to my wife because i had shared it with and connected it to my feelings for another woman.

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Can anyone tell me the true relevance of this story and why i brought it up?  Scroll way down for my answer..

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So I’m at the coffee shop line-up on a cold morning when..

January 23, 2013
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You will never find a Tim Horton’s empty. Ever! This pic is just to show off my Photoshop magic!

.. i see the shape of a really hot looking blond in front of me in the line-up. I commiserate with my friend who came with me to Tim Horton’s that this woman in front of us was *my kinda lady*, to which he exclaimed “What… thin?”

[the running joke at our office is that i'm the only one that has standards that won't tap a fatty. Everyone else dies by the creed "It's all wet & pink in the end!" This my friends is the sentiment that has ruined my fair city and grown a generation of entitled slores that put the StayPufft marshmellow man to shame thinking they deserve well built men like me at their beckon call and that i should be so 'lucky' to get with them. I think i just puked in my mouth.]

I simply nod with his assessment of my shallowness and continue to eye this fine specimen in front of me.

Google Images is not playing nice so i had to create my own version. Ignore her holding a win bottle.

Google Images is not playing nice so i had to create my own version. Ignore her holding a wine bottle.

So as she’s standing there, my brain automatically does what i spoke about here at SSM’s place.. not unlike the Terminator’s red eye that tracks proportions to see whether clothes fit. My tracking eye tells me what lies beneath the clothes ;)

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  • 5’7″ –  perfect kissing height in 3 inch heels/booties

  • blonde (i prefer brunette but will not disqualify) with a pony tail of golden locks

  • toned legs in tights wearing cute/sexy ankle warmers and heels

  • the coat obscured the hip/waist ratio but the legs gave enough information to extrapolate proper dimensions of hawt tight bod

  • face… unable to scan… no data available… continue observation…

So as far as i can tell, from behind she earned the M3 seal of approval!

The Official Seal of the Internet

The Official Seal of the Internet

When she finished her order and turned around and i got a good look at her from the front…. gahhh!

WHAAAA?

WHAAAA?

*Possible* over exaggeration of woman’s age and my reaction.. possible.

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Ladies.. if you’re aiming for a husband..

January 23, 2013

For my female audience…
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Bag him when he’s a clear shot and you got ammo to spare…

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… instead of waiting until he’s out of range, and you’re praying for a miracle with your last rounds.

I simply cannot state it any clearer than this. This is the difference between getting who you want vs. ‘settling‘. Ignore at your own peril and don’t blame the man you end up with when you’re dreaming about an Eat, Pray, Love excursion. It’s all on you for having your priorities all ass backwards.

And remember.. the younger girls you compete with.. they’ve got their hand cannons loaded and bringing them to bear. And while they’re picking off their targets with ease, you get stuck with ‘Mr. Right’

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The alternate title of this post was “Everything i said in my Last post summed up in 2 pictures…

Another alternate title: Priorities… you’re doing it wrong.

I see a future spinster here..

I see a future spinster here..

From my comment on 3MM:

“What about change of mind or wanting life experience”
-these can’t be done with a long time boyfriend or engagement partner? if marriage and children are supposed to be a woman’s top priority in life, she needs to treat it as such. if women want to travel, have fun, ride the carousel or just jump from boyfriend to boyfriend while building a career.. then that is the priority in their life, not marriage/kids.

If going to a reputable school was your priority in life to get an education, you spend your time getting a job and socking away tuition. Sure you can let loose every now and then, but you want to be able to afford Harvard right? You can live your life with the priority of making it into that school. You can’t spend your years blowing all your money on booze and parties every friday night (and not studying to boot) and then wake upone day and say ‘ok time to apply to harvard’ and expect to get in with shit marks and $0 in you bank account.

Seriously… don’t take my word for it.. check out who’s looking at Mr. 36 year old M3 right now… (and remember that *I* am looking to romance women 7-10 years my jr.)

Ladies please.. you should be looking for men older than you..

Ladies please.. you should be looking for men just a touch older than you..

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A teenage girl’s best weapon against slut-culture? Her dad.

January 22, 2013

M3:

Not sure how many of you have read Judgy Bitch but while i’ve got some high traffic spikes happening i thought i’d introduce you guys. She’s awesome, and today’s piece about the importance of fathers in the development of their daughters is a moving and necessary piece in the face of feminism’s constant prattle about the non-necessity of men.

Originally posted on judgybitch:

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The Daily Mail has been running a series about the very real cultural threats that make becoming a young woman with sense and morals and manners so bloody difficult. The last article in the series today is well worth a read, because it’s about the importance of a father to a young girl just blossoming into womanhood, and that is so often left out of the debate.

I’m not one for “trigger warnings”, since I figure calling myself JudgyBitch is a pretty big indication that I might be “judgy” and quite possible “bitchy”, but in this case I do want to warn readers that the author of this article is critical of fathers who are absent, but neglects to mention the fact that most fathers who are absent have been removed forcefully from their daughter’s lives by family courts that tend to award custody to female parents with little to…

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M3 is a Nerd, and he approves of this message…

January 22, 2013

I may have lost the weight, but deep down inside, i can still tell you what the shield harmonic frequency of the Galaxy Class Starship NCC-1701D Enterprise is.

257.4 MHz to be exact.

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So girls who think you’re a nerd cuz you wear glasses..

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STOP LYING!
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but lemme say “How yew doooin?’ while i’m here)

Ok.. i accept you into the Fellowship of Nerddom.

Ok.. i accept you into the Fellowship of Nerddom.

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