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What a cunt

I’m talking about Bill at the Spearhead, I thought he had jumped the fucking shark sometime ago, so today I get sent a link to his latest…… WTF?

Remember, The Spearhead bills itself as a MEN’s RIGHTS website… mmmkay

So, deconstruction time…
Original, full, unedited article in blue italic

 

The arguments for and against being a PUA are largely moot, and the culture will continue to be restricted mainly to people in late adolescence, because most people simply can’t handle the bachelor lifestyle.

I abhor labels, but I’m in my 50’s, I picked up and banged a slut same day midweek last week, then the next day did the same with a different skank ho, who turned into an FWB (still have my long term FWB floating in the background) who yesterday texted me saying that she was with her bestie GF and telling her about me (sexually) and now the bestie wants a threesome, just waiting for the bestie to get my number from the FWB and contact me direct, but in the interim last night had another picked up same day skank ho come over.

Meanwhile my crib is as comfortable and manly and as “man cave” as I can get it, and I love it.

Can’t handle the bachelor lifestyle, a moot fucking point in modern society with hypergamy enforced by the boys in blue and ex parte non molestation orders, no fault divorce, secret family courts and FRA and all that good stuff.

Better fucking learn to handle it and “man up” dude, because this environment isn’t going away anywhere this side of a societal reset, if anything it will get worse first.

Being an uncommitted bachelor has never been the norm throughout human history. Men are social creatures just like women, and most of them don’t have what it takes to maintain emotional distance from the women in their lives for an extended period of time, so the PUA lifestyle will never be appealing to most men.

See above bitch, hard labour, disease, conflict and death aren’t and never will be appealing to most men, but we don’t get to choose the fucking world you get born into.

Yeah, I want a long term stable secure loving committed intimate relationship with one wimminz, I also want a fucking flying car and a star trek replicator and my own private fucking island, or better still planet…. AIN’T… GONNA… FUCKING… HAPPEN…

The alternative, real life in 2012, may not be as appealing as my dreams, but guess what, that’s why it’s called real fucking life.

In fact, the only way the average man could maintain a PUA lifestyle without feeling empty inside would be to live with someone who fulfills the role of “companion” that their lovers fail to provide. In some cases this could be a man, but more likely than not it would be a female family member, such as a mother or sister. I suspect this is why being a player comes more naturally to those people from cultures where men have close, intimate relationships with their mothers well past childhood, such as southern Europeans.

Oh here we go, an American telling us how southern Europeans are wired, yeah you know ALL those spicks and eyeties live with their mommies until they are 60 and eat ice cream and ride vespas and are tres chic yadda yadda

You want feeling empty inside motherfucker, try sitting in a cell having just been arrested for a False Rape Accusation from the mother of your own fucking kids, then going through life never being allowed to see or hear or have any contact with those fucking kids.

A good fucking dog would provide that companion role, at least it ain’t a fucking NAWALT skank ho that will also stab you in the back like your own mom or sister or daughter, and at least it ain’t a fucking niggerz bitch like the spearhead and its remaining crew has become.

Where men are expected to cut familial bonds and strike out on their own from an early age, being a player is generally far more rare. In these places, men tend to rely on a female companion for emotional comfort and support from the beginning of adulthood, so those who are having sexually adequate but emotionally shallow relationships with women are left unsatisfied in most cases. If sexual gratification were all men required, a prostitute would suffice, but obviously that isn’t enough for most of us.

It ain’t enough for most of us because we were sold the motherfucking bill of goodz you pussified dumb fucking niggerz blood clot…. we were told all about loving wives and the joy or having and raising kids and the joy of a career and standing in the community and the great and wonderful legal and justice dispensed by our courts and the policeman is your friend to protect and serve.

Then the rubber hit the road and we learned all about the reality out there, that females, companions or relatives, DO NOT MOTHERFUCKING PROVIDE emotional comfort and support… quite the fucking opposite.

Prostitutes, they are for when I am 70 and can no longer pull 20 and 30 year old sluts for free, if that day comes, you never know… like the saying goes, all the guys I know who use whores pay them to leave, because they are all fucking married, every last fucking one of them.

All that said, Game probably does have value in that it can help a man increase his options and find a better woman.

That’s like saying finding a better turd to dump on your meal as a garnish, AWALT motherfucker…. not being a game proponent, but it seems to be the value of game is teaching you that the better woman is a mythical motherfucking creature like the unicorn.

However, those who promote Game as a route to male happiness should remember that for most men – although not all – a series of short relationships that end before real intimacy develops is a sad existence, and tends to feel like a failure after some time.

It is a million times better than the motherfucking alternative, a longer relationship that ends when cupcake decides an FRA and stealing your kids is a great way to get all your shit for free.

In nine out of ten cases, the goal really should be finding the “right one,” and there’s always the danger that promiscuity itself can get in the way of that — even for men.

Yet again, every fucking line from this useless cunt that used to be Bill is infused with NAWALT.

cos, you know, the streets are fucking littered with wholesome virgins wanting to pledge their troth till death us do fucking part.

If Game should come with any caveat, this is it.

Yes, the saintly skank ho sluts that has had one foursome and three threesomes and around 30 cocks really really really wants a virgin who does not know how to fuck and satisfy her juices, and that is the average to good young chick on the street, the EXCEPTIONALLY good have only had half a dozen cocks, the other end of the scale is the 20 year old who has had literally many hundreds of cocks from working in the low end home grown porn “industry”, taking on anything from 15 to 30 cocks at a time, you know, to earn some extra money for her two womb turds at home, one of which is yours, and you, you dumb fuck that married her, think she is having girlie nights out because raising two kids and tidying a house is you know, so fucking stressful.

You go back and read Bill’s early stuff back when he was Welmer, and then the early Spearhead stuff, then read his latest, culminating with the piece above, and what you are looking at is a horse that has been broke by his bitch and the courts.

Bill may once have been a man, but as Chaucer said, aptly enough in the Pardoner’s Tale… “I trowe he were a gelding or a mare” (“I thought he were a niggerz or a wimminz”)

Top tip, go read the pardoners tale link above… as I said yesterday about human nature never changing, could have been written today.