Posts Tagged ‘deception’

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Six Degrees of Separation

January 19, 2014

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It seems almost uncanny that on the day i get a Feminist named Paradoxy to leave me a comment on my post Reproductive Slavery i would have been listening to a conversation by my girlfriend a few hours earlier regarding OOOPSIE births.

From the article:

Three months ago, I started seeing a nice guy. He has potential. But I feared he’d go the way so many had: dating for a while, then moving on. This time I was determined to at least try to get something of what I want, so I did what I never thought I’d do. I lied when he asked if I was taking birth control.

As far as i’m concerned this is as bad as rape. I also understand it’s more common than feminists would have us believe.

I’ve already written about one of my friends being OOOPSIE’d HERE.. and last night my girlfriend told me about how one of her friends a long time ago confided in her that her friend stopped taking her pills while telling her partner she was on the pill – resulting in an ‘accident’. The woman has never fessed up to the hubby to this day.

That’s 2 stories i alone know of. Personally, 1 is 1 too many.. and i know of TWO!

I’m willing to bet there are others out there that have similar stories to tell, so for this post i’m asking something different of my commenters. I don’t want to see a round of ‘women are whores’ or ‘sideways’ comments. I want this post to spread far and wide in the hopes that lurkers de-lurk just to write about genuine stories they are 100% certain about that they either heard of, or heard from a 3rd party (like my gf) who is absolutely in the know about such an incident. No intimate details or names required, just the basics of who in relation to who told you, how the plan went down, did she go through with it and if she did, did her partner ever find out. Simple shit.

Use a pseudo-name, remain anonymous, sign up for a throw away webmail account – i don’t care. Just de-lurk if you have a similar story to share and jot it down. I wan’t to see how many comments this post unearths. Sign off with your city/state/prov if possible.

Thanks.

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Worth – Put into Proper Context

January 12, 2014

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Happy New Years.

I was in a line up at Walmart today, and my eyes did what they naturally do without any thought or hesitation.

I was checking out women. Cute. Bangworthy. Long legs. Hot. Nice smile. Doe eyes. Lashes. Peacock fashion. The works.

And.. dun dun dun… i was comparing them against each other. Which was hotter than, more doable, better looking etc..

All being done in milliseconds of thought with just hovering glances.

It’s what i do. It’s what the male brain does. I don’t question it, i revel in it. I feel no shame, i was born to do this. It just took me a long time to accept it as who i am rather than twist and contort myself into believing feminist bullshit of constructs and worth.

As i caught myself checking out a really gorgeous woman standing next to a not so well-off member of her sisterhood – a voice in my head from an age past jumped into my head. The sound of a feminist woman telling me

“Oh, so we’re only as valuable to you as we are attractive. Nothing else about us is redeemable or contains value. Our worth is entirely dependent on how hot we look to *YOU* men!”

Or some shit to that effect.

I realized right there in that line, was the voice of feminist thought that was once spoken by me, long before i crossed the Rubicon into the world of redpill.

When i was a beta chump.

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False Accusers Should Dragged Into The Street and Publicly Beaten

October 18, 2013

Update: The police have made a statement saying Rachel Cassidy was falsely identified, no word yet on the real name of the false accuser. Will be waiting with bated breath for that.

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[And i'm back. I apologize for my absence. I had what i'll call a "Murphy Week" in late Aug / early Sept where everything that could go wrong was going wrong. That was compounded by me having a 'medical emergency' dealing with my ticker, of which might be nothing or everything, depending on my test results with my cardiologist next Wednesday. Suffice to say, i didn't feel like writing and wanted to stay away from the sphere as far as possible. No need reading about how horrible and shitty N.A. women are day in and out and writing shit about it either. Life felt too short so i wanted to disappear. I was going to write a sort of farewell post after my results came in, stating my absence and the fact that demands in my life are eating up my time and blogging seriously took a hit. Would i give up blogging altogether? Perhaps.. or just post extremely rarely and go back to being a commenter. As far as i was concerned, my catharsis was complete, i set out on my blog journey and came out exactly as i desired to be. A redpill man who shared his experiences on the way there and got the outcome he wanted, with a big fuck you to feminism to boot. There wasn't much left for me to say that others couldn't say better than me. So i was prepared to leave. That changed today when i read the following event on my Facebook feed. I simply lost it. Just to let you all know, my prior misery stemmed from things like my brothers absence, the loss of my dog, etc.. emotional things. As to how i conduct my life, i am still very happy in that regard. My relationship with my girl is better than ever so no concerns there either. Now, onto my rage rant.]

A Question for You.

2 people stand in front of you. 1 man. 1 woman. The woman says ‘He stole my umbrella!’. The man says ‘No i did not.’.. you look a the man and you see he is holding an umbrella behind his back. Is he guilty?

Perhaps. You clearly see the umbrella so you know the claim may have merit. So what do you do? Lock him up?

No, you ask him if he has a receipt or proof of ownership. If he produces it, you go back to the woman and ask if she can do the same. If she cannot, she is lying. Switch who has the receipt and she was honest and he is a criminal.

We call this investigation. We call it due process. And we do not arbitrarily remove the mans liberty simply based on the word of a person.

It is the cornerstone of justice.

Now imagine the same situation, but you do not see the man holding an umbrella at all. No other information is present. She says he stole it. He says he didn’t.

If the base assumption is that no one ever lies or risks putting themselves into a position to be scrutinized or challenged, then you have a dilemma on your hands if you have to start with ‘The accuser is always telling the truth, the accused is always guilty’ don’t you?

And i saw too much of that kind of mental midgetry today.

I’ve had enough. Enough of the bullshit.

I don’t care if this pisses off anyone, i just have to finally come out and say enough is enough. I don’t care if this goes viral. I want this front page, and i don’t care if Jizzabel, Femcuntfisting or the FatManwithBoobs comes after me. Let them.

I’ve had enough with a world that try’s to remove the essence of justice. That attempts to install a totalitarian way of thinking, that removes rights and liberties and treats the innocent as guilty, a world that operates on belief and not evidence.

Every bit of my Atheistic core is driven to rage because i’m seeing a carbon copy of what Christopher Hitchens derided religion for acting out before me with the Ohio ‘rape’ scandal and the woman being eaten out in public view.

And i cannot tolerate it any longer.

The assumption that no woman lies. That no woman would subject herself to that. That we must remove critical thinking and act without evidence or in contravenance to the evidence before us. That we must simply take it on faith that 100% of accusations of rape are real, with no evidence required and the need for trial a formality. He has been accused, it is enough to simply put him in the stockade, trial be damned.

FUCK YOU! To quote the Hitch “HOW DARE YOU!”

No i won’t tolerate it anymore.

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Questions That Need Answers – Part 1

July 24, 2013

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A QUESTION FOR SLUTS

  • So you’re with a great guy, and one day the ‘number’ talk comes up. He tells you he’s been with N. His N is vastly lower than your N. By a catastrophic margin. Knowing this new information, why are you so interested into hanging onto someone who hasn’t had the vast amount of sexual experience you got? Why are you so afraid to tell him your real number?
  • Why are you so afraid of losing someone over a number?
  • Why would you want to hang on to such an insecure loser?
  • What is the purpose of lying to maintain such an inadequate and unequal relationship?

You should be with someone as EQUALLY and sexually educated as you.

That is why you slutted around right? To ‘find’ out who you were? To ‘discover’ what turned you on? To ‘learn’ about your sexual tastes from a wide assortment of partners? Simply to have fun?

So when you find out your partner didn’t get to experience the same life of sexual gluttony you did.. why do you suddenly feel so ashamed of your past?

Is it because there is TRUTH to the Double Standard?

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First seen @ Dalrock’s

This picture pisses me off. Ever since i saw it at Dalrock’s, it always enrages me as much as when a cue jumping jackass cuts me off in traffic.

You DON”T DESERVE THAT relationship. You deserve a relationship with someone else. Who is that someone else? Whomever accepts you real N, that’s who.

You are lying your ass off to keep it because you know you aren’t worth it. You are lying to your partner because you know he could do better, deserves better. You are simply using him. You don’t love him. How could you? You can’t even tell him the truth! You’re too scared to lose him. You should be proud, and let the ‘loser’ walk if he finds your number too high. You should find someone who’s not ‘afraid’ of your number.

Love has nothing to do with it now. Love had nothing to do with it when you were being a slut. Love does not enter the equation.

If he means that much to you, and all the slutting you did back then ‘didn’t matter‘, that it was ‘just sex‘ as you say.. why not help your low partner count man that you are so desperate to hang onto by lying to him about your number, instead help him out and wingman him into the pussies of X number of women, where X is the remainder of you N minus his N  to equal out the equation and restore balance.

After all, it’s just sex right? It doesn’t mean anything right? So help your current man reach the number you attained so there won’t be any of those inadaquate feelings fostered or any lingering insecurities to put a damper on things.

How could you possibly object to that? Don’t let ‘feelings’ get in the way. He’ll still love you even after he’s had wild sex with throngs of women. He might even get a shit ton more confident and alpha to boot. Win win ammiright?

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As an aside.. what if my relationship history is that of a serial cheater and philanderer. I’m disease free, but my chances of remaining monogamous are virtually nil. Do you have a right to know that? Do you have a right to know, before we start up a relationship that may become serious or long term, that of the past 30 relationships i had, i cheated on every one of them? Wouldn’t you like to know? Is it any of your fucking business? So long as in the hear and now i’m professing to love you and that’s all that matters, why should you know the truth of my past, or if you did know, why would it matter?

And once you do know, would you be so insecure in your abilities as a woman as to think that you didn’t have what it took to keep me from straying?

Part 2 coming soon.

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Online Dating – Toronto PoF Edition

June 4, 2013

Private Man’s post over here reminded me of one such incident i had a while back that was post worthy, but i never got around to. I also had a very insightful chat with a very good woman who i had mischaracterized in one of my posts called TOXIC WATERS. She actually emailed me and asked me to redact her info [And i obliged. Turns out she's very much a girl like Stingray and just happened to write one silly line i grabbed onto while looking for monsters to kill the night i made that post. She got caught in my net.]

With that behind us.. welcome to Online Dating in Toronto!

What it felt like around here for a while.

Kill it with Fire!

Keep in mind:

  1. This took place a few months ago, before i found my girl
  2. I was punching well “below” my weight here (explain in a second)
  3. I bit my tongue and went above and beyond a gentlemanly response.

I had a telephone chat with Danny during and around the Christmas break and was telling him that i was intentionally punching below my weight.. more as an experiment and less as a means of finding someone. I wanted to see the dysfunction of the SMP for myself by actively courting the lesser averages to the dregs of the SMP to see whether they knew their own correct value.

Aside from most women not even responding (thus telling me they are either inundated with emails, simply there for ego validation, extremely skewed in their belief they can hold out for Brad Pitt.. or fake profiles) I did get a few responses that told me everything i needed to know about today’s dating scene, online or otherwise that would guide my future fore into the world of courtship. A world where i would not court based on placating or jumping hoops, but effectively screening these same dregs away with a filter that would make Sir. HEPA proud.

And i consequently did that by writing the most up front, no nonsense, high word count, character limit profile of my life on PoF. One that had women actively soliciting me, more so just to tell me they appreciated a man who knows what he wants even if we weren’t compatible. It also helped me end up where i am today.

But on this one day (which i could accurately say was the majority of my days on PoF and OKC) i ran into women like this one.. who if they responded.. were trouble right from the start.

Perhaps they were burned once too often by alpha’s and pua’s that they were simply reacting instead of thinking? Perhaps.. guess they still have a ways to go before they learn how to build a better filter. This one certainly has much work left ahead of her:

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So here i find this girl who has an ‘average‘ body type (which in online dating runs the gamut between the threshold of a cutey with just a small layer of baby fat over the belly and big dimples to the outer limits of swimming with the Manatees). I took a stab at this one who i garnered was below me in terms of SMV since:

  • She smokes / I don’t (except on holidays derp)
  • She’s getting over the hill / i’m hitting my prime
  • She’s average body type / i’m p90x styels
  • She’s got high school / i’ve got some business college cred
  • She’s 5’1 and i’m towering over her at 5’11 so her average is spread out over a smaller frame, and she gets her requirement of a tall man met as well

In the SMV sweepstakes, i’m blowing this girl out of the water, yet here i am basically scuttling my own Battleship by sinking it in order to meet her (or creating an artificial reef for her to lay waste to school’s of plankton). Objectively speaking this can’t be denied.

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There are NiceGirls™ all around us

February 7, 2013
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You’re too Nice dear.

Ever see the girl who loves cooking breakfast for a douchebag?

Ever know a girl who really likes getting her boyfriend a beer?

Ever witnessed a girl make a sammich for her lover?

Ever heard about a woman who picks up after, cleans and does the laundry of her special guy?

Ever read dating and advice columns about women asking what more they can do to get their significant other to un-equivocally commit to them?

Ever had to listen to some vapid chick cry about how hard she tries to please her man sexually, giving him every request he wants without getting her needs fulfilled, faking her orgasms or just getting the wham bam jackhammer thank you m’aam treatment.. and then  asking why he’s still so distant?

Ever hear a woman weep after being berated, humiliated, shoved, abused by her man.. and defend her man saying he’s really not like that, he’s a good person, just give him time?

Ever hear all of this from a woman who simply felt an expectation that doing these things were part of building a relationship towards the goal of commitment?

Ever hear a woman call a man a commitment-phoebe?

Ever hear all of these women pour forth a river of tears , shrieking in agony and cursing to the heavens about how they did everything to keep the relationship going, how awful these horrible men were for not pouring in the same amount of effort, how he’s a creep, a loser, immature, peter pan, man boy  child, not ready for a serious relationship and how he wouldn’t man up to take the relationship to the “next level“?

The vitriol that bursts forth from their lips when cold, harsh  reality sinks in as her mind awakens to the fact that all her efforts were for naught, all the while receiving cold comfort and validation from a security blanket of female friends, a gaggle of hens who curse the stupid awful mean man who simply refused to appreciate her epic awesomeness to perform his duty to the imperative and commit to her.

We see it all the time but never call it out for what it is because we live in a world that gives primacy and validation for the female preferred method of both promiscuity and attaining commitment.

It’s the rules of GirlWorld™.

THE NICE PARADOX. TO BE NICE IS TO CEDE POWER.

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Ladies.. Welcome to M3’s Used Car Emporium

February 5, 2013

Com’on down and let’s get your fine rear into a great vehicle today m’lady!

Don’t worry about any nasty car salesman tactics…

You can trust a face like this…

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Photoshop is my mistress. Welcome to M3’s Used Car Extravaganza!

I see you’re a little nervous miss. First time buying a car? Yeah, it can be exciting. I hear ya. You’re tired of renting and leasing vehicles, you want to own one for the long haul. A great dependable vehicle that will get you from A to B! One that’s reliable and won’t break down on you half way through your journey!

Well, i’m here to help.

And there’s NO need to consult with Car & Driver or Consumer Reports lil’missy. I’ll be your hookup.

So let’s start shall we! Follow me this way to the lot.

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This picture is years old and only time you’ll catch me in a purple suit jacket.

Ok, take a look at these two fine beauties!

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