The Cheating Woman

Guys have a weird way of dealing with infidelity. They act like they are the supreme court, trying to figure out every bit and piece in the case and then reach a final verdict as if the entire nation’s future depends on their monogamous relationship working out.

When the woman is out they call her repeatedly to ask where, with who, for what. Now I see some of them even asking for the lady’s whatsapp location. Key loggers have always been around. I think the next stage would in this love survelliance program would be to install a firewall at home, enable SSL inspection and do a packet capture. Something I’d try myself for sure. Works for the learning too.

While I understand a guy watching out for his interests with such snooping, I’d at least recommend doing it covertly without the lady of the house knowing. Once the whole thing is out in the open to where you ASK her all those above questions, you might as well walk out than listen to a female hamster spin.

And while you are conducting the one man NSA program don’t forget to draw a line on how many times you want to put in the effort.

Having said this, do you even want to know? Most guys so miss that the fact that she’s done something to make him feel as if she is cheating is enough. End it. Show her the door. It doesn’t even matter if she’s actually tasted some other dude’s cock yet! The fact that set your instincts off like that is more than enough. But most guys insist on proof, might as well wait for the video to be up on pornhub for fuck’s sake.

But it’s understandable guys wanting to hold on to the fact that they are going to be proven wrong. Let’s fact it. As a man it’s fucking hard to get women. And depending on the tons of other factors unique to your circumstances—country, income, social circle, age. Things do not become easy.

It is because of this insecurity of “not finding someone else” or “as good as her” or “the best I can do” that most guys hide behind the charade of “finding proof” that their sweetheart bae is infact sucking some side dick. They want their suspicions to be false. They need them to be false.

So how much exactly is forgivable in this? What if she lies about meeting her mom and just meets her ex bf, but didn’t “do” anything? And you find out because your friend saw her with so and so. Acceptable?

I think most men today are confused about women on the whole. They are being braninwashed with feminism’s drum banging with platitudes like “women too can just have sex”. Nope, not at all the way men can.

This is not to argue that women do not like or enjoy sex, which is the spin most feminists try to put on a position like this so they can then beat it in argument. Age old straw man theory.

I want to take this from the position that the very fact that a woman would have sex with a guy, talking about the horny-fucking-like-rabbits-sex and not the lying deadfish-i-am-here-do-what-you-gotta-do-sex which they give to their arranged marriage husbands. The very fact that she wanted to fuck a guy that much is proof of the underlying love, emotions and respect she has for him.

This is very far from the pointless pussy men can indulge in. Simply look at the biomechanics here.

Women are not built for meaning-emotion-respect less fucking. The testosterone(T) is missing. An average male has 18 times more T than the most physically fit woman on the planet. The whole feminist meme that she just saw a guy, was turned on with the abs and fucked him. Simply does not stand.

In fact there’s an entire other meme which supports this. The meme that women always end up fucking a guy in the drunk state or in an emotional turmoil. Situations in which it’s easy to work her up to the fuck. Just makes her both bold and weak at the same time making her chase the physical gratification.

A sober woman cheating simply means that the guy she ended up fucking had a sense of humor, an emotional bond was formed and there was comfort. You can throw in the looks factor in there too.

But think about it, if looks played a major role than most women would be cheating all the fucking time—simply because of the high no. of hits even an average unfuckable fat monster woman gets every single day of her life. You bet a lot of those guys are the “good looking” type however you define good looks.

But that simply isn’t how it works. An emotional bond formed over a sense of humor and wit earns a woman’s respect, lot faster than simple toned abs and stronglift shoulders.

And a woman’s sincere heartfelt attraction always comes with respect. This sounds all old fashioned and outdated now because the left liberal feminist culture has turned the narrative very well. But evolution and biology are not turned that easy.

They can brainwash the minds of people using the establishment infrastructure—schools, universities, media, NGOs, governments but human instincts which evolved over millions of years, which has kept the race alive cannot be simply turned off. That explains their repeated failure to get men all hot and crazy for the fat whales and the cock carousel riding sluts—simply not going to happened.

Getting to conscious minds of the people is easy for the left. They have huge power with the estabishment infrastructure and hence are able to get to young minds right in the schooling years. And given how most parents especially mothers are just the by products of that establishment system, the kids grow up eating all the dogma of the left having never questioned it.

At the end you have grown women all shocked and surprised when they learn in their let’s get married years that most men don’t seem to dig promiscous women.

And men who are suprised that they were afterall not so okat letting their wife fuck someone else.

The survival instinct of which reproduction is an integral part rages through a man, while his liberal indoctrinated brain fights a losing battle to remain true to the feminist dogma “women are has horny as men”.

His million year old instincts to pass on his genes to live forever through them are firing away because they see that his only at that immortality—a child through his woman is in danger. Or might not be his. This he cannot take lightly. Not in 200 BC or in 2017.

While the philosophical debate of whether our childrean are really a way to immortality will always go on, man’s survival instinct simply does not know any better. Probably why sex is so much fun and people will go to great lengths for it.

Hence the woman cheating in a relationship or the sudden feminist cultural support for open marriages isn’t about women having high libidos—not in most cases but just a setup to convince the man to remain as a productive partner while she gets the sex she really wants from the men she really respects and to convince him that her lust for the extras is just a physical gratification with no real roots in her respect and admiration.

The Cuntsplainer of the left liberal

Watch the video.

The way this woman makes my fucking blood boil. That fucking shrill voice when she goes “so you’re saying white men ..blah. blah..” (at 1:08) and the shaky movement with “you literally did, you literally did” (at 2:05-2:08) she does and the expression on her face with the eyebrows raised and that pause while doing it. JESUS FUCK, this cunt.

Bill brought up ISLAM and Political Correctness along with the topic of white evil men, but we just how they just latch on to the one thing, the one thing on which she’s sure that the majority cultural discourse is on her side, it’s like she’s just focused on winning the argument somehow and not even care about analyzing a point put forth for her. That’s how clouded she is by her man hate.

Notice her hand gesture too, so obvious she’s not even giving an inch of thought to the words which came out of Bill’s mouth and just brushing away and has her anti-white-male response ready already loaded.

And they tell us we’re mansplaining, this fucking cuntsplainer.

Think about how can one have a pre-canned responsed loaded when you are put forth an unexpected question, don’t we all take a pause, to think, to reflect and then talk slowly enunciating our words and so on, but not this one. Because she’s so fucking sure that everybody is going to agree with anything she says against white man, again comes back to her belief of having won the cultural war.

She’s the absolute fucking worst of the liberal left, the fucking poision which ends civilizations because cunts like her just can’t, just fucking refuse to sit and take a deep breath and discuss and analyze a point with you, and instead just fucking wait, they wait for you to say a word or a sentence which they disagree with and which they think are certain that the current culture discourse disagrees with.

I say the “current culture disagrees with” because MAKE NO FUCKING MISTAKE, the left-liberal-feminist-PC-SJW shits really fucking thought all along they have won the cultural war, and that folks, that’s what gives her the confidence to so openly bash white men with such fucking smugness of her eyebrows raised, fucking man hating whore this one.

You can go back and watch the video again, see how she expects, just expects everyone to juuusst agree with her, and her tone and expression is one of “c’mon we all know white men are such shits, what’s there to discuss or analyze here”. It’s that expression and her deep belief which really makes me breathe such fire towards her and her kind.

Notice Bill’s initial reaction. I think inside he was just going “YOU DUMB FUCKING WHORE FUCK YOU LIBERALS, I AM GOING OVER TO THE TRUMP SIDE, FUCKING FAGS ALL OF YOU”.

And I’m also sad that the culture is come to this. I am not even a white male but a guy from India and I see this very same man hate being imported here as well. We now have people among us, both men and women who hate the very idea of heterosexual masculinity so much that they don’t even bother to hide how blindly hateful they are just because they think there are so many of them.

This cultural hate affects our lives in so many ways. I for one can’t imagine raising kids in this culture, for one what kind of woman would you choose to be with when the most educated of them have such worldviews. Imagine your son being taught since day one at school how horrible he is just for being him.

For now the tide seems to be changing with India’s election which brought Modi to power, then BREXIT and most importantly, Americans took back their country with TRUMP.

We can’t rest though. Reminds me of Will Durant quotes on India’s fall to invaders:

“The Hindus had allowed their strength to be wasted in internal division and war; they had adopted religions like Buddhism and Jainism, which unnerved them for the tasks of life; they had failed to organize their forces for the protection of their frontiers and their capitals, their wealth and their freedom, from the hordes of Scythians, Huns, Afghans and Turks hovering about India’s boundaries and waiting for national weakness to let them in. For four hundred years (600-1000 A.D.) India invited conquest; and at last it came. This is the secret of the political history of modern India. Weakened by division, it succumbed to invaders; impoverished by invaders, it lost all power of resistance, and took refuge in supernatural consolations; it argued that both mastery and slavery were superficial delusions, and concluded that freedom of the body or the nation was hardly worth defending in so brief a life. The bitter lesson that may be drawn from this tragedy is that eternal vigilance is the price of civilization. A nation must love peace, but keep its powder dry.”

“…the Islamic conquest of India is probably the bloodiest story in history. It is a discouraging tale, for its evident moral is that civilization is a precious good, whose delicate complex order and freedom can at any moment be overthrown by barbarians invading from without and multiplying from within.”

The liberals have serious guilt and contempt for the achivements be it of their own race, the male gender and at times as I have learned from PETA activists their own species. They have a guilt that they probably don’t deserve all the good they have and feel that the only way to redeem themselves is by sharing what they have with those who have always been victims in their narrative.

To meet this deep psychological need they will even hand over their countries to third world islamic savages to rape and kill. And that would be the end in which we all would be equals—in our collective misery.

Civilization is a precious good, eternal vigilance is the price of civilization.

The Carbon Rods of Monogamy

Civilization is all about men.

Or we can ask the randian question “Who moves the world?”—MEN, if you have any other answer then go review what you have been fed.
 
We can play, act and do whatever it is we are doing as a global 21st century society these days to push for women empowerment and whatnot, and then act some more that women are really empowered, men still are the driving force today on the planet, even after 70 years of feminism and special privileges women have won over.
 
Seems like in the end, feminism is hardly anything more than a “getting laid without social judgement” license, to create a social convention where guys must be convinced “her past doesn’t matter”.

Men are building the roads, bridges, dams, railways. Men are fighting at the borders, waging wars, killing, raping, looting. Men are running our most innovative corporations. And men are running our most evil terrorist organizations. In the past men created the religions to explain the environment and today our best men have shredded those very beliefs and show us the wonders of our existence minus the supernatural baggage.
 
From the cleaning of sewers to the future colonization of mars and everything in between, the moving force has been and will be most probably men.

This needs to be celebrated. The achievements of Man after all moved the human race forward, which isn’t much but—Men, Women and Children(useless little pricks). (well now along with man haters we do have species haters who can’t wait to tell you how humans are not superior at all, but that’s for another post—”The hatred for the able” I’ll call it.)

This is not happening at all, instead we have a Marxist movement called feminism which has very well captured the narrative “aggression of men caused the wars and atrocities”, and the unfortunate part is the culture has bought the lie. In fact we are teaching it to our kids now, feminism borrows this from the religions, who mastered the game of “get them while they are young”. This has been the single most powerful tool in religion’s success.
 
I myself concur that men fought the wars, looted and raped but what has been omitted is the fact that for one group of men to be able to loot and rape the men on the other side all had to be dead. After all as already stated, creators and destroyers, murders and saviours all had to be men. They pinned all wars to man’s aggression but left out complex geo-politics, religious and personal impetus of the rulers which lead to the wars.

What’s more they never understood that the very aggression which compels the men of one nation to destroy another is also the very force which brought us out of the dark ages to the glories of the industrial revolution. The former was aggression directed to conquer one’s enemies the latter to conquer nature.

Those morons make the same kind of arguments with guns too.  Omit the back ground and the larger reasoning of why things happen and just jump to their feels is what they do.

Mumbai Nightlife

Very few clubs in Mumbai allow stag entry, now this has become so ingrained in the nightlife culture of the city that it’s hardly even questioned anymore. In fact people find it funny when a man even brings this up. Exactly how bill burr talks about anything bad or horrible happening to a man is just funny(at 12:00).
 
I have taken up upon me to figure this out.
 
Why exactly would the clubs not want to allow guys in?

And these not some poor cat-calling bastards, they won’t even allow the regular guys in without a pair of tits along. And some don’t even want to allow guys in even when the guy wants to pay. The policy is no men—no matter what. Isn’t it just economic sense that the more customers you have the more money you make?
 
I hit up Glokal in lokhandwala, the answer I got was something like “we had some problems so we stopped”. Now I am thinking about it this is the “all men are rapists” meme running amok at the micro level.
 
So what must have happened is some drunk dude grabbed a gal’s ass and punched the friendzoned guy she was with who was paying for her drinks and that’s it?—”men create problems”.

The Indian Male

Sadly most Indian males are nothing to talk about—cat-calling bs, super social awkwardness. But there’s a caveat here, most of those males are not the ones trying to enter the clubs anyway.

The guys showing up at the gates of glokal, little door, trilogy, havana, tryst, speak good decent fucking English, work white collar service sector jobs, watch GoT and are mostly shy fucking wallflowers and will hardly grab any asses, these dudes think even saying hi to a gal is disrespecting women (with which I have first hand experience in uptown McDonald's lokhandwala market).
 
And it’s these nice boys being sent back home from the nightlife scene for not bringing along some pussy.

Interestingly the same dynamic is in play with renting out flats to men. “Nobody fucking wants to rent out to bachelors” as everyone puts it. The implicit logic being that obviously is that single men are just wild animals and it’s a woman’s touch with the governmental sanction (aka marriage) that breaks them in. 

The Carbon Rods

Those are used in nuclear reactors to control the nuclear fission process, so that the power plant remains productive and doesn’t blow up taking half the city with it.
 
We have already established the fact that Men are the nuclear plant which powers the planet, but like with any nuclear plant, we need a good set of carbon rods to keep the plant productive enough and not explode and take the town with it.

The idea is that you put the baggage of a woman and child on men and now society has a horse with blinders on to keep things going on smoothly without getting distracted. Now I think I know why it’s called “settle down”. Here’s a quote from what do you say after you say hello.

Most well-organized societies, one way or another, provide a way for young people to mortgage themselves and thus give meaning to their lives. Otherwise they might just spend their time enjoying themselves, as they do still in a few places.

— What do you say after you say hello by Eric Berne.

Monogamy and its end goal of marriage have always worked as a way to keep men in line and behave. All major religions have always been in on this as well. And now in the modern world we see that even the clubs use the policy to men from “fucking shit up”.
 
What I’d like to take away from this essay is, men must understand why the marital institution was put in place before they “bite the bullet” and “do the right thing”. The dream being sold to them as a gateway to companionship and happiness and is just a boulder being tied to their legs so they don’t try to jump too high and make things hard for everyone else. I think this collective fear exists in us because the species just doesn’t want another Genghis Khan around.

The fear of having a Genghis Khan seems dumbfounded I know, but we must not forget that although we now have laptops, internet and space rockets and been to the moon most of our brain still thinks of this whole thing as still going on in the African savannah, to fix which we must use those laptops and the internet to read this and no this.

Social Media — This Civilization's Pulse

Social media is a nice window into people’s heads now. And by extension inside the current culture. Then there’s phenomena like selfies and just when I thought it can’t get any fucking worse the following kind came up;

So you’re sitting there at the restaurant table with minimum two other people, going over the menu to order drinks and you take out your phone and do this. It’s so much more depressing when I go ahead breaking down the steps you took. .fuck, let’s get it out of the way:

1. The thought pops in your head that you should share. this. to. facebook. cringessst moment?
2. You take out the phone and go to the app.
3. Type out the place's name, select it from the dropdown then choose the correct location.
4. Tag all those with you, for which you again have to type.
5. You have to use a touch screen for all the typing.

Damn, why? How come you’re not sharing a memory from your childhood or discussing Elon musk with those present with you? There are two other human beings sitting with you doesn’t that mean anything now? The more I think about step 1 here, the most I seem to lose faith in humanity and the fact that it just doesn’t pass but you have to follow it through till step 5, fuck that 2-5 is work to me. What is the motivation?

. . if you’re doing this when you are just with one person, there’s got to be special place in hell for you.

Moving on SM also gives you a glimpse of how and what people think and believe, something which you would have only found out about a person through a close relationship is now a page refresh away. Not anything exactly bad here though. Just depresses you and makes you realize most people just don't think in the right direction and hence human progress is so slow. I’m not finding a way to put the phenomena in words by itself I think it’s best understood by some examples I have collected.

This tweet for me embodies everything that’s wrong with the world and probably always has been.

I can almost hear her internal monologue when she was typing this out; “huh, writing is a means for change, it’s something so deep and meaningful and should serve a higher purpose and bring about a change in the world and Tim chooses to exchange it for for money, money which he will use to buy shampoo and toilet paper with and meet his bare materialistic needs with. Someone tell him pen is mightier than the sword already. .wtf! ridic!”.

Anything done for money is inherently morally inferior to this breed of people. The hatred I think is not towards the money, it’s the act of making money. The act being work. In such people's mind the idea of work has been associated with a form of slavery for so long now that work has to be form of a sisyphean task, something which the doer grudges and hates and finds no value in but only does it out of necessity to fill his stomach and have clothes on his body.

And writing, writing is not that grudging task which one hates. Writing is one’s deepest expressions put into words and he decides to make it dirty by making money from it!

For centuries now wealth has only gone to two categories of people, the looters and the moochers — the ones who take what they want at gunpoint and the others with tears. Doesn’t help that humanity also had a period of slave owning during which the wealthy got wealthier because they owned the workers, never had to pay them and today people project that on anybody (and on themselves) who gets up in the morning to head to a cubicle as fast as he can just to not displease the boss — the slave and the master.

And so we have a world in which for most people work is drudgery and making money a necessary evil. The two are then reconciled as work = slavery = which no one obviously likes and money = necessary evil to earn which you must go through the motions of work. And if one is using writing to make money then we have the equation where writing = work which is equal to drudgery which the above tweet can’t fathom to accept because writing is suppose to be this rainbow of colors of emotions, feelings and other liberal adjectives, a higher purpose and all the romanticism attached to it. Because the culture believes writing is a born talent and an artist just is but can’t become.

Put these beliefs together and you have the soul of a liberal.

The hovering hand

This pic is proof that feminism has come a long way.

Or I should rather say it has lost its way and is now a bulldozer driven by the most vilest of women and men. They along with their comrades are set to destroy the western civilization, a lot of it if not everything. The champions of women’s rights and empowerment have nothing to say about those who treat women like dogs but are busy deciding who should change the diapers and do the dishes and how men who are trying to teach grown up nerds to fight anxiety and talk to women should be banned from entering countries, and the governments of those countries oblige. Recently they had a problem with men having a casual meet up but they’re look the other way when their partners in victimhood go out raping women in the streets.

Their biggest victory is probably how they seem to have convinced a lot of men and women that women are morally superior and inherently better than man. A very powerful narrative to accomplish this has been how all the wars humanity fought for so long were basically outcomes of male aggression and drive for violence and rapes of course. The wars caused by the ignorance of medieval ages, the poverty of its philosophy and culture was all summed up as “men are just violent, raging, raping monsters”. And today they’re teaching young 9 year old boys how their gender has always been and continues to be a big problem.

They ignore how the male drive fueled by testosterone connected continents by railway lines, sent rockets to space and built the brooklyn bridge. To that they counter that women were simply oppressed and hence couldn’t get much done. Which is an amazing claim when you take into account that even in the last decade women have not made as much impact with all the empowerment in the world and that in the the first world. The culture of keeping women and children safe back home while men fought the barbarians at the city gates, they termed it oppression. The idea of keeping women at home to look after the house and children in a world in which their lower upper body strength would not have added much to the workforce and the technology to do anything more was simply absent they termed patriarchy.

And male sexuality took the biggest hit. The ten times greater amounts of testosterone coursing through our veins which makes us stronger, ambitious, aggressive and competitive also makes us incredibly horny and that became a trademark sign of a rapist. As a result of which, Elon Musk is somehow responsible for a rape committed by some village bum in Uttar Pradesh, India because they both have the same testosterone based drive.

The culmination of all this is the gender which created the human civilization and maintains it, is now forever psychologically crippled with being labelled a violent rapist while he accidentally brushes against a woman’s ass in a crowded bus, a harasser if he dares say “hi” to a cute girl walking by in a mall and an outright desperate creep if he completely places his palm on the small of a woman’s back during waltz and must spend every minute of his life proving otherwise.

The modern motivation

In the early 2000s do you remember ever seeing a guy with a big sign with something like the following walking around andheri station or on the platform? I sure don’t. Wonder what were the spartans doing to let everyone know that they just started climbing mountains as part of their combat training.

I give it to you that this is sort of grey area, I don’t want to make it sound like people are going to the restaurants and pubs just so they can put it up on facebook or that they’re going for those cool treks just for putting it up ( alot of guys go with the hopes of getting a gf too..imagine not get laid but get a gf) . .but jesus fucking christ isn’t that what it looks like?

I remember reading something which said that the chemical release you get in the brain when you tell people about your goals/plans is the same as the one when you actually attain them. And I pretty much believe that’s what fucks politicians up when they’re out there making the promises, then later the chemical release is over and so are the elections so fuck you citizen. 

Oh and this dude totally did not give up drinking I can assure you that. In fact let me take this opportunity to tell you a trick—tell fucking no one about your goals or in fact tell me people the opposite maybe. Bottle up all your dreams and ambitions and plans inside and just fucking don’t talk about it, maybe you could blog about it (i’m not sure about that) but tell no one in your fucking life about them. This way when they talk about their goals the memory of yours will stir but hey you can’t fucking tell them about it and this will remind you how you are just sitting there wasting precious fucking time, it’ll fucking eat you inside and that’s good. And if you can’t do that, you can’t have your goals deep in you and work on them without talking about it then you might as well forget about the whole thing and go watch roadies or IPL.

Greatness by proxy

Enterprises use proxy servers to provide safe and better internet use to its employees. So when you want to get to google, your connection goes to the proxy server, the proxy terminates it and starts its own connection to google and bridges both the connections thus having full control over the traffic in motion.

But let’s say your destination is a little more complex than google. It takes toil, sweat and tears to get there. It takes sacrificing your sleep, social life, your favorite food and everything else you’d rather do and even then you might not get there.

Your destination is greatness.

Well now a lot of people have now found an expressway to get there, they just count themselves in with those who are close.

Supporting your country’s cricket team is all good but my bs detectors are going off when I see how far people have taken that and I’m not sure if it’s just fandom anymore. It’s definitely not patriotism either, a patriot would find a lot more important things to focus his energies on.

My best guess is it’s just a mix of fitting in with the crowd and be excited about what everyone is excited about and of course the yearning to be a part of something big, that same feeling which brought so many to the Anna Hazare anti-corruption rallies.

But since nobody likes to think of themselves as just a two cent attention whore and everybody likes to tell think of themselves as people who don’t care about fitting in and pay lip service to individuality, the real intentions are masked by the culture as fandom and patriotism.

“The Alluring Snap”

What’s with guys thinking that every time a chick posts her pic online, a contest has started and one with the best phrase will be the first one who she opens her legs for. This isn’t Who wants to be a millionaire phone lines dammit.

Scroll up and read the last comment again — “alluring snap”. Seriously when did you say something like that to a chick? That’s like breaking into

“Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Every time you visit the mall, (I know most guys never say anything to a girl in a mall, that’s a different topic).

What gets me tickled is again the process of how he got to that comment, he scanned all the previous comments and saw that “looking good”, “fabulous”, “cute” and other variants thereof were taken, which forced him to push his english language skills to the limit, something he has not done since the last essay he wrote for the english paper not to mention a lot of people by heart their essays in India, I digress. Now as he was doing this, it then slowly became both an ego problem about his english skills “ofcrse i knw gud eng” he thought, “btr than all dese suckrs trying 2 get luky”. And a race to be the chosen one was always on his mind anyway “i’ll blw her mind here nw...thn wil say hi ltr in d chat. .mst buy kondums”.

And the rest as I say is misery.

Making Values Stick

In my field of work I have to type commands like the following to find problems and solve them.

And when I am not doing that I am out there finding more such commands to type in to make it easier to find the problems. I make note of all these commands so that I can find them easily to type them in when I am having problems. So just like countries my work too has it’s peace times and war.

Here’s the thing, no matter how hard I try to learn these commands during the peace times when the time for battle comes I forget how to use my weapons, I forget the damn commands and have to find them from my notes to put them in. And the rule of life being you will never find that which you immediately need, the situation is not a very nice place to be in.

But the commands I find with my blood and sweat and use during the times of battle always be with me during the next battle. There’s something about the panic, fear and the urgency and the sheer suffering in the experience that my mind makes sure the use of those weapons is not forgotten again.

Mind and Body

You must have heard of this mind body dichotomy a lot of times, of course those words have been totally fucked out now just like self-help, spirituality, meditation, travelling . .totally fucked out so bad that using them now makes people roll their eyes.

But this is something to think about, why have humans talked so much about this mind-body thing. Those buddhists guys don’t ever shut up about it and the way they used it and the philosophy they came up with later is probably one of the reasons that word is so fucked out now. I mean give away all your wants and just close your eyes and just sit for the rest of your fucking life—meaning don’t buy a tesla model S? Well fuck you monk.

I want to talk about the mind body dichotomy in terms of pain and learning. Dan Carlin has a good episode on toughness where he plays with the idea of “do tough times make tough people?”. Definitely is my answer. Unfortunately or maybe luckily we are probably not going to have those kind of tough times anymore where Genghis Khan is waiting at your city gates to sack it and then rape, loot, kill you all and then some more. Nor will we have a great depression, maybe some of those fuck ups which keep happening which gives employers a good excuse to clean up I guess but I doubt it’ll be anything really serious like 1928-29. Of course we are facing a little with the stupid muslim fucks who still refuse to shave their facial pubic hair before coming to work and when some of them got a chance to go stay in Germany they did some raping there, the fun part being the gals they raped were the ones who wanted them there, the wimmen cuntpowerment leftist liberal fucks all of them. One of them still didn’t learn though. Those muslim fucks will be taken care of eventually though, not a big existential worry.

And with that we’re all back in the basement with tyler durden. Of course ignore the anti-capitalism and anti-work propaganda.

Making your values stick

Going back to my story of remembering commands only when I’m made to use them in times of pressure—making them stick. I think values could be made to stick as well.

We just need to find a struggle, and till the zombie apocalypse begins(slow zombies hopefully) we have something else to work with or at—the gym.

Say you’re on a program like stronglifts(highly recommended) in which you start of with 20kg squats, that tests your thigh bones but is that it? What about when your thighs are sore and you are having difficulty walking around and your next workout day is here? What about when that weight is up to 60 then 80kgs and you are down on the third rep of the last set, jesus fucking christ fear grips you and you’re not sure whether you can stand up and you’re worried if your thigh bone will break and yet you do it, you finish the rep and then you go down again and do the rest 2 reps and finish you 5 sets. Did that only challenge your thigh muscles? Of course your heart is beating out of your chest at this stage but now you are sure you are thinking if you can do 80kgs then why not 82.5 next time.

You faced your fear of injury, you fought that voice in your head telling you to just put the weight down, it’s just 2 reps after all, your brain played back a memory of how good it feels to not have 80kgs weighing you down on your thighs and wanted you to just stop now. . and you chose to stay with the pain instead.

Don’t you think this daily struggle with yourself under the weights will help you to not give a fuck about tasting the dessert when you are at a party and everyone can’t shut the fuck up about how good the fucking ice cream is. Won’t it help you to choose between the new episode of that TV show and your programming video tutorial. What about living frugally because you are saving up to start your own business and not going out for drinks in an era when sarah just has to tell 800 strangers about how she was with jessica and 4 others at XXX and it was #fun #funn and #funnn.

In between feminists and the internet raising young boys and a culture in which appreciating someone else’s struggle with a few beers on TV in the form of mind numbing spectator sports and subconsciously patting oneself on the back for having the eye to appreciate it, the struggles of our time and hence forth are all but limited and so will be the values.

Orbiter Status check

Some days ago I was sort of texting 3 chicks. Just the usual trying to setup a date, Trying to spin them plates and for some reason it just kept not happening. They’d make some excuses when i gave them a time for a date and when they’d give me a time i’d definitely turn it down, that’s my way of being like Diogenes with chicks. Obviously chicks are no Alexander though.

So the texting went back and forth, obviously it was no fun and at times excruciatingly boring. Obviously none of these chicks read anything ever, i just didn’t know what to say to them.

And so in between trying to set up dates I’d just go silent for 1-2 days in between, it was both a strategy to limit my texting them and just plain convenience, i obviously had no time to text them during both work followed by gym days.

And girl 1 and 2 both pulled of this weird trick. Of course they two totally separate people and strangers to each other. What they both did is, they both dropped me just “Good night” straight at night around 11PM. Not a single text in the last 30-35hrs but suddenly just this one text.

See this:

Orbiting can happen in a variety of ways. Orbiting is basically any relationship she keeps going long term without the intention of letting things go further.

It could be a text relationship. You meet a girl and exchange numbers. You text her to hang out, but she is busy.

Yet she still indicates interest. So you text her every once in awhile. And she keeps leading you on, without any intention to ever meet up.

I can’t find a link to a post which had a line which said, girls will send a beacon your way once in awhile just to check up on you. HAHA! In my own field of network engineering the Ping comes to mind. They’re just testing for a response and once they have it they feel safe maybe. Safe in the knowledge that yes at least mike likes me.

Here’s more:

The simple way to never become an orbiter is to ESCALATE. Always be physically moving on to the next step.

The problem is that women are crafty motherfuckers. They’ll avoid hanging out with you in a place where sex could happen—namely your place or hers. That gives her full reign when you escalate in public for her to say, “Not here!”

And then, when it’s time to go back to your place or hers somehow she’s feeling tired, sick, has to be up early or is on her period.

And then the next day she starts with the breadcrumbs. She texts you flirty, friendly messages as if she likes you. She’ll talk with you in different ways, meet up with you, confide in you and make you feel like you’re her boyfriend—except for the sex of course. Welcome to orbiterville.

By now it’s clear I am heading to orbitville, but hey I did not spend million hours reading rational male, redpill, chateau and the game and yareally just to end up as a slave to her majesty’s beauty. In fact I just now play along to see how far they exactly take and how, it’s good reference experience and blogging material if nothing else.

I can go on about how to break out from the orbit but I've shared enough resources if you really want to learn all this. I’ll just add and tell you again to be like Diogenes with women. Yes they are beautiful creatures and can melt you with it and have tremendous power over you, at least it feels so but once you understand that it’s mostly your testosterone doing all the work and you get it that they don’t really want that power you will be able to get her off that pedestal and be truly equal with her and only then you will be able to peel away the long hair, beautiful skin, the curves of her breast and thighs, the softness of it all and her childlike mannerisms and expressions and a good 90% of the time you will see a bored to death and boring as hell sjw-liberal-feminist selfie machine, surgical attached to her smartphone.

Appreciation

Rollo Tomassi is big on this in terms of inter-gender dynamics. And that is has hit me hard. Well, that and my job.

For a few days now I am just experiencing what every salaried person on the planet must have felt often and probably something some people live their entire sorry lives with.

I felt the need to be.. . A P P R E C I A T E D. ..yyiiiieeekkss.

Just two days back a colleague of mine got the ax after her occassional fuckups were getting to be regular instead of one in a million. But when you look at her choice of words on why it happened, you could sense how much she wanted to be appreciated i.e. that is when she wasn’t eat your ears about how unjust and conspiratorial the whole deal was.

To cut her some slack, her job was pretty hectic even when it was just basic. She was just a human form of OSTicket. Just had to keep a log of all tech support activities between the tech guys and the client’s tech trouble tickets. The fuck up was she had to do it in a giant 10 column excel sheet and that must have been an awful horrible experience.

But let’s not go all awwwwieee for her. If she had cut down on her facebooking and whatsapping and phone calls with her hubby darling (both just married last month) it was all doable. I mean after all . … .

The interesting part in this is even with all the fuckups she wanted to be appreciated. She wanted to be appreciated for "so much she did" and because she "travelled so far for her work".

And then came my turn.

For someone really big on link i have my fuckups too. I was sent to configure vlans for a client of ours on their 10-15 cisco switches and I fucked the whole thing up and then my boss had to pay an external consultant to come with and get the job done. Now to cut me some slack as well, I was just 4 months into the job and never had much experience with vlans and networking gear being used and so I blew the whole thing in a huge embarrassment.

But let’s not go all awwwwieee for me. If I had cut down facebooking and whatsapping and daydreaming, reading a lot of redpill and living in my fucking head so much it was all doable. I mean after all . … .

I did redeem myself—not by much but i did. I had another vlan project much much smaller and i did well there, not a big deal. And you'd never guess what i felt like afterward. I fucking wanted to be A P P R     . I bloody expected the boss to hug me the next day on what a marvellous job I did and how proud he felt. If not that I at least expected him to bring up my last VLAN fuck up and at least make some small talk with me just to ask me if i finally understand vlans, just some small talk like that, but the ruthless bastard won't even bring it up.

And that's probably why he has a million dollar IT firm with 50+ employees in a country where everybody is just waiting for a fucking festival bonus and tea at work.

You see my configuring the vlans after fucking it up once was nothing to be appreciated, it was nothing for someone else to make me feel good about, although i felt that i did it. Because that was and is my damn job. Isn't it? I absolutely didn't do anything special there at all, and it took some time to get this, now I do. Just like brushing your teeth and showering it's nothing to be praised for, it's the bare minimum you fucking do in society to get by. Imagine everyone giving you compliments and patting you on the back for showering.

And so dear reader, appreciation is a dirty bitch. It's the dessert your parents taught you to crave every night after dinner because "kids love ice cream" and that's because their parents taught them that. It's too much sugar, releases your insulin and is killing you. My simple theory now is appreciation is a game passed on by parents to the kids. Because all parents keep wanting their kids to appreciate the sacrifices they make for them and all and they keep signalling the kid mostly covertly and at times overtly to appreciate their efforts as parents, they end up teaching the kids to crave appreciation for minutest things like brushing their teeth later in life. Hate to tell you, your boss doesn't care.

So the final takeaway is just don't wait for any kind words, gestures of appreciation and pat on the backs, especially not in your professional life because doing your absolute best is just your fucking job. And circling back to the start about appreciation in relationships, I think the same stands true, the truth being no one, not your wife, kids*, gfs are ever going to appreciate you maybe one of you will have someone who will but most of you won't get any of it. Over there it'll be good to have some ground rules and principles of conduct for the people you deal with. And when lines are crossed you do what you must.

* you don’t exactly even want kids you appreciate you till they’re in their 20s, I mean it easily takes that much time to just figure things out. But even after that don’t be sure about anything.