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June 15, 2011

A clue-bat for wimminz

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 10:43 am

I might be off the mainstream in my actions with wimminz, but I am fairly representative when it comes to the descriptive and programming language which I use to model and interact with the world.

When I become aware of a wimminz popping up on the radar from whatever direction, while my actions and motivations may differ from most men, the mechanisms which I use are identical.

I assign each woman a default starting value, call it “X”, and as I learn more about her, and experience how she reacts to and treats me, additions or subtractions are made to X

Telling me a lie, any lie, is a significant subtraction from X, anything that demonstrates a lack of faith in herself and her own judgement (let’s meet once more first) is a subtraction from X, expressing hatred for guys with baggage while staggering under her own invisible burden is a subtraction from X. Being overweight is a subtraction from X.

Being straight and up front is an addition to X, being pleasant is an addition, lacking skank ho tattoos is an addition, lacking multiple fathers for the kids is an addition, lacking kids is an addition, having a brain and using it is an addition.

The value of X is not a number, it is a feeling, and from man to man the various added and subtracted increments will vary slightly is size and amount, so two individual guys will come up with two different values for X for the same wimminz, but the process is the same.

If your final value of X is high, I’ll have an ongoing relationship with you.

If your final value of X is moderate I will fuck you occasionally.

If your value of X is low I will pump and dump you if there are no better offers on the table.

If your value of X is very low I won’t even fuck you with his dick. You could not pay me to fuck you.

IN many ways, you can equate all this to a business transaction in a market or bazaar, where X is the perceived value of the object from my perspective vs the objects’ own perception of it’s worth.

It takes two to tango and if we both agree that you are pump and dump material at best then we can do a deal.

If I think you are pump and dump and you think you are a gawjus sexy princess your X value is negative, no deal.

I hate the word “game” but the essential difference between me and the other guys walking around the market / bazaar is in fact quite simple.

They allow the wimminz to strongly influence the value of X.

I do not.

It really is as simple as that.

If you have ever seen a young man, walking around a used car lot, desperate to buy a flash car, completely blind to the rust, deformed shut-lines, obvious neglect and abuse, then you have seen exactly what I mean.

Instead of walking into the car lot with eyes wide open and making a realistic appraisal of the value of the car, which can easily be negative depending on how much work it needs and how close it is to the scrapyard, they walk in with stars in their eyes and start negotiating over a car that in reality bears almost no resemblance to the clunker parked in the lot with “two careful owners” stuck to the screen.

Wimminz, there are plenty of guys out there who are QUITE PREPARED to walk off the lot with a well used old car, provided it has been maintained, is reliable, cheap to run, is a pleasant drive and is priced accordingly.

Same goes for you, there are plenty of guys out there prepared to walk you home, even though your cunt has been well used, provided you looked after yourself, you are reliable, you are cheap to run, you are pleasant to be around and your are in effect priced accordingly with respect to X

 

June 12, 2011

Internet dating masterclass…

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 1:24 pm

Further to the Internet Dating group of pages in the nav area on the right.

Since we are talking advanced, we can leave out the “internet” and just call this a dating masterclass.

Now there are some essential principles you need to grep.

  1. While your dating skills may increase over time, the pool of wimminz and skank ho’s out there remains, overall, the same sort of animal. Think of it as being a miner, no amount of mining skills that you acquire will increase the quality of the (wh)ore in question.
  2. Wimminz are like moths, as soon as the light that has captures their fascination is turned off, they start migrating away to the next brightest light.
  3. Exposure is the enemy of fascination, the more time a wimminz spends with you, the more her fascination with you wanes, get used to this, it is a fact of life and hard wired into them at genetic level “Find em, fuck em, forget em.” was NOT invented by men, but by wimminz, male culture was invented by men to control this herd instinct of the wimminz.
  4. If something is counter-intuitive, then the reality is you have been looking at it the wrong way, or fail to grasp some basic principle regarding it…

Last night I pounded this skank ho repeatedly in all her holes, made her squirt repeatedly (squirt is wimminz code for pissing themselves in pleasure) and repeated the process this morning before dumping her ass back at her vehicle.

Last night she proclaimed all sorts of love and devotion and the fact is she wasn’t just saying it, it was written all over her face and body too.

So far, so good, all par for the course. All fitting with my policy of do everything the first night, because there probably won’t be a second night so you may as well just be a complete pervert and indulge yourself utterly.

Where you will most likely go wrong as a man is in assuming that you were such a good fuck and she was so blown away with you that naturally the next day she is going to text you, all lovey-dovey, and ask to meet again.

Butterflies and bees and hummingbirds and wimminz do not return to the same flower once they have sampled the nectar.

There is no RATIONAL reason for them to move on, it is more energy efficient to stick to the one flower, or failing that the one plant, nectar is nectar is nectar and while there are differences, any one plant provides all the nutrients needed for life.

So why do butterflies and wimminz flit from flower to flower?

Because it is hard-wired into them, DNA in the butterflies and wimminz conspires with DNA in the flowers and men to ensure that the maximum possible DNA mixing goes on at all times, even if it is not energy efficient, this is where the counter-intuitive bit comes in, if you think it is about butterflies and flowers, or men and wimminz, and not about DNA, then you get all the wrong answers, and this makes you confused and upset.

Last night’s skank had the best fuck of her entire life, is she going to text me asking for a re-run, possibly, but not for a few weeks at least… she is NOT thinking, with her hard-wired little hamster wheel computer, “That was the best eva, I need to stick with this guy and have sex like that every day!”

She is thinking “That was the best eva, but now I know what I can get, I need to try some more guys and compare them with my new #1 fuck.”

Which is were the “possibly” comes in about her contacting you in a few weeks, if everyone she tries in the interim fails to make her tingle, she will give you a call and ask for a re-run…. if she find someone who comes close, she will keep looking.

Even if she contacts you again for seconds, she will just rinse and repeat, same as the first night… this is hard-wired into butterflies and wimminz, and the only time they will NOT indulge in this behaviour is when they are prevented from doing so, or the personal cost for doing so is too high, and when I say too high I mean too high for DNA, not too high for a rational thinking creature.

Most men will be hurt and upset by this, because our DNA tells us that retaining this particular womb for ourselves prevents other guys from dumping a load of their DNA in it… you cunts REALLY NEED TO GET A FUCKING CLUE ABOUT BIOCHEMISTRY, there is a parasite that lives in cats and mice, and cats and humans (cat people) that lives in the brains of the host mice and the host human, this parasite makes cats smell nice and interesting.

For a mouse, this means it becomes lunch.

For a human, this means it provides lunch, a tin of whiskers.

For the parasite, this is good news, the cat population spirals up.

Cat people are not cat people, they are human beings whose core beliefs and likes and dislikes and urges and behaviour are modified at a fundamental level by a parasite living in their brains. It is a parasitic protozoa known as Toxoplasmosis gondii

There is a simple test to determine whether you are infected with this parasite, go look at http://www.ding.net/bonsaikitten/ and if you laugh your balls off, it is a safe bet you are not infected with this parasite.

If you or the skank like to refer to the cunt as a pussy, you may well be host to a mind and personality altering brain parasite.

If one single parasite can affect your entire personality, make you “love” things that are otherwise quite ordinary, then you have to accept that non-parasitic, non-alien to your own body, biochemistry is equally adept at making you “love” and “feel” and “know” things that you would otherwise find quite ordinary.

DNA making you want to keep a woman you had mind blowing sex with is in fact EXACTLY the same mind and personality altering parlour trick that T gondii performs on “cat people”

DNA making the skank wanting to constantly flit to new flowers as long as she is able, is of course exactly the same parlour trick being performed.

The difference between a dating masterclass like this one and regular internet dating is this.

The regular internet dating, as described on the right, is like an experiment, if you follow the rules dictated PRECISELY, as though a loaded gun was pointed at your head, and do not in any way interpret or improvise, you will get no strings sex.

It may not be great, they may be fuglies, yadda yadda yadda, but you WILL get to dump your cum in a series of skanks.

ONCE you have done that and have first hand proof and knowledge and experience, or if you have these things anyway when you wandered in here, you will know that you simply cannot point at someone and say “they will never get laid” and every time you try and quantify it, and find that that particular person gets a damn sight more offers than you would credit, as a RATIONAL thinking being, then you are ready for this masterclass.

Because what I have been explaining here is that RATIONALITY and LOGIC and INTELLECT play precisely zero part in sex and sexual relations and relations between the sexes.

DNA doesn’t need, or require, or have space for, any of that shit..

In effect, this masterclass tell you one thing, and that thing is that you need two “states” of being, the completely animal being who will fuck a skank like an animal in all her holes all night and make her literally piss herself copiously when she orgasms in submission and surrender to your sexuality, and the completely intellectual being who walks away from it the next day and has no qualms when the bitch does not text you professing undying love and passion.

All wimminz and skanks know this, subconsciously at the very least, this is how they are.

As a man you CAN overcome these personality modifying biochemical triggers, just as you CAN give up smoking or drinking or anything else.

Sure, it takes discipline, make a point of kicking cats, you may still have the brain parasite T gondii but if you make a point of kicking every cat you see and only ever feeding them poison then YOU win and the parasite loses… it ain’t dead, it is still living in your brain, but at least it is not directly controlling you, because you overcome it by a force of will.

Treating all wimminz as skanks and herd creatures and AWALT and MGTOW and all the rest of that good stuff is also an act of will.

Fucking wimminz is like taking a particularly satisfying shit, it is a regular required bodily function, but it should be sandboxed away and separate from your intellectual life as a man.

Taking a shit in the reading room of a gentleman’s club was no different to taking a fucking wimminz into the reading room of a gentleman’s club.

Socialising with a wimminz is like socialising with a piece of fucking bathroom porcelain hanging off your arm, buying harvey wallbangers to pour down it, and fending off guys looking to take a dump, if she is a virgin then a new unused crapper can have a certain aesthetic appeal, but most of you fuckers are socialising with the community public toilet on your arm, well used and well stained, and your wear it like a fucking badge of honour, and it clings there, sapping your work, your wealth, your life… but after all, that is what parasites do, and do so well.

A satisfying shit and a satisfying fuck are things that all men need to do on a daily basis.

Then you close the door on the convenience, leaving it behind until the next time, and resume your intellectual and logical persona, and go out into the world for the day…. and kick cats

I don’t care if the toilet is gold plated, I have no interest in it except to fuck, and skanks my only interest is in fucking them, so I also have no interest in those who claim NOT ALL CRAPPERS ARE LIKE THAT, or NOT ALL BRAIN PARASITES ARE LIKE THAT, and who then, like P Elam on AVfM, starts dissing men and defending his own personal pet crapper or brain parasite, or enreating us to listen to some skank ho “because she is working for our movement”

The day I need a fucking skank ho to speak for me is the day I need a fucking brain parasite to make a fucking cat look cute and cuddly.

June 9, 2011

What wimminz want

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 2:48 pm

I have alluded to this before, notably in the Internet Dating series of articles on the right nav area.

But the fact is that this is a subject that bears repeating.

I don’t know how many times, because it is basically the normal scheme of things in my internet dating skanks, that some skank says to me “Oh, the reason I have fucked 50 men and never stuck with any one of them is because none of them wanted me to be a complete and utter slut whore fuckpig like you do!” they may actually be telling the absolute and complete truth about themselves for the very first time in their lives.

I just tell them, Hell, I only want you to be what you are naturally, but I want you to be GOOD at it in order to be worthy of my cock.

They tell me their cunt is leaking and there we go.

Make no mistake, they will ALL still try it on, start listing things they won’t do, or will do when they want, just shrug and tell them that in that case they are no fucking use to you at all.

You have no use for any skank who sets limits of any kind on her obedience and service sexually.

By reply they will tell you that they have always wanted a truly dominant man.

This goes DIRECTLY against EVERYTHING you have been told about wimminz and what makes them tick etc etc etc

But the proof of the pudding is in the eating, and the proof of the pussy is when it has YOUR cum running out of it, and when you stack that against what wimminz are SUPPOSED to be like you are, quite frankly, faced with a stark choice, accept reality or accept the fantasy, there is no middle option, any more than you can be a little bit pregnant or a little bit dead.

I think in actuality the reason most men do not put these ideas about wimminz “to the proof” is because subconsciously they already know the answers, and will do anything to avoid having those answers confirmed.

“yahbut, you mean my MUM has almost certainly has a threesome, maybe even around the time I was conceived???”

yup… what? did you think you were fucking special sunshine?

different from the rest of us?

May 30, 2011

An important link

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 10:51 pm

http://falseallegations.wordpress.com/

Another piece of work from the excellent Robert Whiston, dealing with false allegations of rape in Europe

May 29, 2011

A beautiful mess

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 8:01 pm

There was a man who worked for the Rand Corporation, he was the subject of the film A Beautiful Mind, but, unlike the film, he was in fact a raving nutcase, he was schizo.

Being schizo did not prevent him from being credited with the invention of Game Theory, even though when it was tested on actual human beings it didn’t work, nor did it prevent the Rand Corp from selling Game Theory to the US Government as the basis behind Mutually Assured Destruction and the nuclear arms standoff with the former USSR.

The whole basis of Game Theory, unsurprisingly, considering it was developed by a schizo, was that you can always rely on the other parties in the game to put their own priorities first and to fuck you over at every opportunity, if they could.

Knowing this, and applying game theory, you could in fact achieve stability, as the USA / USSR did, and this stability itself was quite stable, provided one thing did not happen.

That one thing was actual human nature, specifically speaking co-operation to achieve mutual ends.

So in fact what was in effect a two player game such as USA / USSR could work, provided that no additional players were allowed to join the game (which is why the nuclear club was so adamant that nobody else could join) as any additional players meant that some of those players would inevitably start to co-operate.

This last little titbit also neatly explains US (and allied) foreign policy, DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES ALLOW PLAYERS TO CO-OPERATE WITH EACH OTHER, and of course every fucker including the players / countries in question know what is going on, no wonder they hate the USA for continually rigging the game.

This game rigging is not speculation, it is fact, and it is also fact that Game Theory depends utterly on individual, paranoid, players, all working selfishly… and really, what would you expect a paranoid schizophrenic who developed games called “Fuck You Buddy” while at the Rand Corporation to come up with, except a theory that everyone else on the planet was a paranoid schizo.

Perhaps the only amazing thing is that this idea, like so many fucked up ideas from so many fucked up individual such as (but not limited to) Freud and Bernays, was seized upon as the next big thing by those in power, and applied to society as a whole.

So, true game theory states that players who are forced into states of paranoia and distrust will always fuck the other player over given the chance, and will always assume the other players will do the same to them, given the chance, and this will achieve a state of stability, however, if the players are human beings and if they are allowed to co-operate, then they will skew the entire game beyond all recognition off into some entirely new and unpredictable realm.

The difficulty in politics and statehood has been ensuring a strict two player game, it was doable for a time with the USA / USSR and Nuclear MAD, but even there you had groups (NORAD for example) within each player co-operating to work to mutual ends, and skewing the game itself.

OK, all very interesting, so what’s the point?

The point is that many people, on many sites such as The Spearhead keep talking about marriage, and like everything else, unless you look at the whole picture, you may as well not be looking at anything, because the bits you miss are more important than the bits you are looking at.

Now, many men will empathise with the idea that a divorce / separation and / or child custody battle is in fact not a million miles from the old cold war MAD scenario, or at least, that is how it USED to be… it used to be until some of the players started to co-operate, and when that happened it flew off uncontrollably into an entirely new direction.

No Man who has been through this can fail to be aware that this is not a two player game, you and the soon to be ex, oh no, there is in fact a whole gaggle of other players, all of whom are co-operating with each other.

Lawyers, Courts, Judges, Children’s Services, and indeed the Police (as soon as DV or rape is alleged) all are in fact the very definition of co-operating players.

In Game Theory it doesn’t matter if the co-operating players form a third player group, or if they ally themselves either with or against one side or the other, the mere existence of the co-operating third player group totally and utterly transforms the entire game beyond both all recognition, and also beyond all prediction, and beyond all possibility of stability.

Which is why of course for example US foreign policy is that no Arab states can form a co-operative unit, it may seem to be divisive and all bad, but it does permit a form of predictable steady state, which to those making foreign policy is preferable to a system in which players can co-operate, because THEN the results are literally totally unpredictable.

Unpredictably good or unpredictably bad does not matter to these policy makers, any predictble steady state is preferable,  because it is a predictable steady state, and this in turn gives THEM the ecosystem they require in which to co-operate and survive… no need or use for policy makers in a chaotic system… head hurting yet?

However, back to marriage…

It doesn’t matter whether you start talking about marriage 1.0 or 1.1 or any other label you like, as soon as you introduce the ability for some players (and again, it makes no difference at all if they are the main players, the man and woman) to co-operate, you change the entire system utterly, and it becomes both unstable and utterly unpredictable by nature.

Laws themselves, such as no fault divorce, are not players, they are inanimate objects, but they are in effect the rules to the game, and make the game attractive to different sets of players by altering either the table stake or house odds or house cut.

The change is the introduction of the specialist Family Court system, with specialist Family Court Judges and clerks, with specialist Family Court solicitors, with specialist Family Court social workers, with specialist Family Court police.

Suddenly you have altered the game utterly, and you have a whole new set of players who, by their very nature and more legislation, are always working in co-operation with each other.

Suddenly the man and woman in each divorce / separation / custody case, and indeed the kids themselves, are reduced to mere bit players in a system that, as accurately predicted by Game Theory, becomes unstable and flies off uncontrollable in unpredictable directions, the instant you change the rules so that every individual player is no longer an isolated unit playing Fuck You Buddy and MAD equally towards all the other players.

This extended game theory accurately makes the following vitally important predictions.

It makes absolutely no difference whatsoever what the individual nature of each individual player, whether it be a man or a woman, is, no possible combination of individual men and individual women can possibly arrive at a combination that trumps the effects of the other, co-operating players.

Marriage therefore is not defined by the man or the woman, the true nature of marriage and children and family life is defined by the co-operating players.

You can’t even state that marriage is fine as long as you stay away from the other co-operating players and never introduce them into your marriage, because as we have seen from extended game theory, the other co-operating players have already altered the entire game to such an extent and no other individual player can actually make such statements, and indeed we have already reached a situation where these co-operating parties can unilaterally decide to involve themselves in your marriage, even without the man or the woman inviting them in…

Indeed, extended game theory, while it cannot accurately predict how far or in what direction these co-operating players will take the game, it does predict accurately that they will be the sole directing force, which means that they will always seek to increase their influence over the game.

What this means is that not just marriage, but the whole concept of family and having children, is going to fall under ever more influence from these co-operating players, the courts, lawyers, social workers and police.

Merely opting out of marriage per se will not be sufficient, indeed I myself was neither married to nor co-habiting with my ex, and arguably her previous involvement with the co-operating players predisposed her to automatically invoke them again with us, which raises some very interesting questions about the younger generations who were literally raised in societies in which the co-operating players were already operating and so had the largest influence on their lives.

My kids, like the other younger generations, literally do not know a world in which these co-operating players were not by a vast margin the greatest power and influence in their lives…. I grew up thinking and believing that the player known as my dad was God, but all these kids and the younger generations that and now having their own kids have grown up thinking and believing that the co-operating players known collectively as the state are God, think on that.

The conclusions, and consequences, are inevitable.

The co-operating players are still embracing and extending their influence, and individual men and women, whether acting as man and wife or father and mother, are going to see their already insignificant individual input subsumed ever further, while the generations who have already been raised and and are still being raised within this system will only perpetuate it.

Simply wiping out the co-operating players by way of some hypothetical economic collapse will not eradicate the generations of kids raised by this system in which the co-operating players of the State were God, and in which mummy and daddy were mere ciphers.

Wiping that out will take a further two generations, or 40 years.

Thus, the conclusions, and consequences are inevitable and horrific, the next western woman worth marrying hasn’t even been born yet, and won’t be born until at least 20 years after the present system of co-operating state players has collapsed and gone away, which means no girl born before 2035 AD at the very earliest is going to make a good mother or wife… and this is a BEST CASE SCENARIO.

Perhaps the most tragic thing of all is that, while according to extended game theory, once players start co-operating the system is no longer predictable or stable and will always fly off to some extreme, it could so easily have gone the other way, in which the institutions of marriage and parenthood and family were made the core of life, and in which all the co-operating players worked to support these institutions at every opportunity, instead of destroying them.

As I type this, Malta has just voted to allow divorce, which leaves the Philippines as the only country remaining on planet Earth where divorce is illegal, and therefore where the family unit is top priority.

And let us not have any straw man arguments about marriage for life, nobody makes anyone get married, except in exceptional rare circumstances, and even the you prosecute those circumstances, not the whole institution.

So, to sum up, and back to the theme of discussions on sites such as The Spearhead, marriage and family life and parenthood are dead, and none of my children will know them again, though PERHAPS my grand-children will.

If that does not frighten you, nothing will… luckily for all of us in this generation, we will die before the most poisonous and evil of these particular pigeons comes home to roost in society and economy.

Wimminz, well, they are the ones who embraced these changes at every opportunity, and who continue to do so, because it is still in their own short term interests to do so, and frankly there were no peaceful means by which individual men could have beaten this co-operative system.

The “reset” when the pendulum swings back will be utterly transforming for wimminz, it may be an economic resent or an energy economy reset, or it may be a pandemic reset, or indeed it may even be a technological reset based upon a technological step change, but what is certain is that when it comes it will be better to be a man than a wimminz or a niggerz, because both of them are going to face nothing less than an extinction event.

May 27, 2011

Punctuality

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 10:53 am

While there are many “Just trust me” warning flags that indicate that a wimminz is trouble, such as big hoopy ear-rings, red lipstick, any kind of social work for employment, ownership of cats, etc etc etc, there is one that stands above all others, and it always identifies both wimminz and niggerz.

Punctuality, or lack thereof;

I was always raised that “Navy time is ten minutes before time” meaning if I have an appointment to see you at 11:00 am, I am there by 10:50 am, and, as happened today, if you aren’t there by 11:10 am, I am gone.

Now I don’t care if the appointment is to meet some skank ho so she can buy you a coffee, or a job interview, it is all always the same, if they cannot be assed to get there on time then they are all screaming the same thing at you…

“YOUR TIME AND THEREFORE YOU ARE FAR LESS IMPORTANT THAN ME!”

This is a universal truth, no regular well adjusted fucker is ever late for something they actually care about, the cunts who turn up late for coffee dates and train departures and flights and meetings and everything else are always the same, and they always tell the same lies about what they are.

The lies they use for themselves are “busy” and “harassed” and “stressed“, and the lies they use for each other are “disorganised” and “under pressure” and “lot on their plate“, but the fact is that these are all lies.

This “late” meme also applies to people who make an appointment, and then message you changing the day or time  at some point before the due day and time… what the fuck? You think I should re-arrange my entire diary just so you can see me? What the fuck am I, your fucking hairdresser?

An appointment, however casually expressed, such as “Yeah, I’ll see you for coffee at Joe’s cafe next Wednesday at 11 am.” is nothing less than an informal promise, it is exactly a statement of intent, and if someone makes a statement of intent and does not follow through on one thing, then they will not follow through on ANY thing that they say they will do.

Punctuality is NOT a guarantee of good character,
however,
tardiness IS a guarantee of bad character.

You have been warned.

May 24, 2011

It’s all a matter of perspective

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 11:05 pm

In a post / comment on The Spearhead, Keyster says;

“And I have a great deal of respect for anyone who digs in to their time, money and personal life to actually DO SOMETHING more than talk.”

I just wanted that statement repeated one more time here.

If HALF of all who self-identify as “MRA’s” did something besides talk, we’d have a real movement on our hands. By “talk” I mean personally sniping at others, that might not conform 100% to their worldview.
How counter-productive is that?

I suppose that in the interests of full disclosure, Keyster is a close collaborator with Paul Elam of AVFM, whom I have mentioned previously, and I have noted similar attitudes from him.

This comment was essentially support for PE’s shaming language post discussed earlier.

The facts are that Paul Elam and Keysters efforts to date do not amount to a hill of beans, the monster that is feminzism feeds at the table provided by the State, and the State can only afford that table by taxing productive men working hard to pay alimony and child support and general taxes.

If you really want to fuck the system, contribute fuck all to the State, while taking it for every last thing you can…. as I type this the USA has hit its credit limit, if only 5% of the men in the USA say fuck it, MGTOW for me, stop working (or work black economy cash in hand) stop buying useless crap, stop paying to support ex’s and kids and stop paying anything for other women, and start claiming as much as they humanly can, the wheels will fall off the feminazi wagon.

You think Palin or Hitlary want the job as prezzident if no one else wants the fucking job because the state is broke and collapsing and all anyone is going to remember is who was at the controls when the whole thing fell out of the sky in flames???

May 22, 2011

Locard – the daddy

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 12:19 pm

Edmond Locard was the father of forensic science.

His famous dictum goes thus;

“Physical evidence cannot be wrong,
it cannot perjure itself,
it cannot be wholly absent.”

Logically, this is both an extremely clear, and an unassailable statement, only a Creationist or Feminazi could possibly argue with it, no one of sound mind could argue with it.

Even planted physical evidence cannot be wrong, so if I leave a cigarette butt with your DNA at the scene of a murder I commit in order to implicate you, what Locard’s Principle states is there must be some physical evidence that I was in the place to plant the evidence.

Note that the lazy policeman who grabs the cigarette butt (in films usually some obscure brand with some obscure brand of lipstick) AND THEN STOPS LOOKING FOR FURTHER EVIDENCE is the problem here, Locard’s Principle holds true, evidence of my being there and planting the butt was simply ignored when the policeman STOPS LOOKING ANY FURTHER.

Speaking as someone who was falsely accused of rape, and a score of other equally vile offences, by my skank ho ex, thankfully for all the wimminz out there when allegations of rape are made, the police are not allowed to do this, it is a career ending move…. when a rape is alleged, there are no budgetary or resource limits put in place, and all possible evidence is removed and catalogued.

In my case this was six forensic officers spending an entire day ransacking my entire house, a police high tech forensic squad spending a year poring in loving details over every single byte of my terabytes of hard disk looking for the alleged child and animal porn, all bedsheets and bedding lovingly scraped for DNA, and of course my entire history from birth put under the microscope.

Now, as I have said elsewhere in the pages on the right, having been through a rape enquiry, however much I may hate the police for their attitude, not only can I not fault their dedication and methodology, but also I simply cannot perceive of any way for a guilty actual rapist to beat this system… it simply is not credible.

I said this time and time again, long before I had ever heard of Locard, or knew anything of forensic science or investigative techniques beyond TV fantasy.

But Locard in his brilliance neatly summarises in that short sentence in red at the top of this page everything that I have been saying.

The evidence never lies, and there can never be no evidence for an event that actually did happen.

Now, let me give you an actual, factual, concrete, real world example.

The skank ho ex, in addition to claiming to be a rape victim, decides to sweeten the pot by saying you are a child pornographer and paedophile, as this will help her get custody, which is what this shit is all about.

In planning this atrocity, the skank ho of course knows that I am none of these things, so some evidence will have to be procured and planted.

What better way to convict someone than by downloading some actual child pornography, burning it to a DVD, and planting it in your house a day or two before you call the cops?

Hang on, she thinks, he may argue that the DVD is not his, how can I head this one off at the pass? I know, I will include some home made porn showing him fucking me (consensually) last summer.

So, police come through your door, arrest you on suspicion of rape and a bunch of other obscene stuff, take all your shit away for forensic analysis…

… find one DVD with kiddie porn, and a clip of you fucking the ex missionary style, up her ass, and getting a blowjob, with your face showing so everyone knows it is you.

This DVD, together with the constant mantra about “imminent prosecution” is used to prevent you from having ANY contact with your kids for the next two years while the case rumbles on.

Now, at this point I would like those of you who are not IT savvy to take notes, and consult with someone who is, or read up on the subject, because this is important, because I am going to talk about how computers work, and because it invokes Locard.

There is something known as “data” which for example could be the file that is this very page that you are reading now, or another document, or a digital photo, or digital video, etc.

There is also something known as “metadata” which is not any of the above, but which is information ABOUT the above, when they were created, last accessed or modified or deleted, etc etc.

Computers basically record EVERYTHING you do, every keypress, every mouse click, every file accessed or modified or created or deleted, they do this 24/7 in the background, and it is this metadata that data recocery companies and computer forensic departments deal with.

To be sure, old data does get over written, in the same way that you car may well be repainted and modified many times in its lifetime, however, you simply cannot “fake” the fact that three colours ago, under the present blue and previous yellow paint jobs, it used to be red, you can give it a bare metal rub down and fresh spray in green, but even this is OBVIOUSLY a new paint job, the paint is new, the factory never offered that shade of green, and the previous owner 3 owners ago registered the fact that he repainted the car from factory red to yellow.

And, in computer forensics, even the tiniest bit of old paint, ANYWHERE, is sufficient, forget the door panel, take scrapings from the engine bay, under the carpets by the rear seats, under the rubber seals that hold the windscreen in… these represent the tiny shards of files left over when a file is “deleted” and the disk space it occupied is marked as empty and available for use again.

To be specific, with regard to the DVD of kiddie porn;

  1. If any of the kiddie porn images and videos on the DVD were ever present on any of my computers, there will be traces of those files, OR, there will be evidence of massive and regular disk scrubbing and high level encryption used to conceal the fact that those files were ever present on any of my computers… THERE IS NO OTHER OPTION OR POSSIBILITY for computers that have been in solid use for some years.
  2. If the consensual sex with the ex home made and quite legal porn file on the DVD were ever present on any of my computers, there will be traces of those files, OR, there will be evidence of massive and regular disk scrubbing and high level encryption used to conceal the fact that those files were ever present on any of my computers… THERE IS NO OTHER OPTION OR POSSIBILITY for computers that have been in solid use for some years.
  3. If the DVD in question was burned on any of my computers there will be a record of a DVD with that “volume label” having been created on my computer, OR, there will be evidence of massive and regular disk scrubbing and high level encryption used to conceal the fact that those files were ever present on any of my computers… THERE IS NO OTHER OPTION OR POSSIBILITY for computers that have been in solid use for some years.
  4. If the DVD in question was inserted or mounted or played on any of my computers, there will be a record on that, OR, there will be evidence of massive and regular disk scrubbing and high level encryption used to conceal the fact that those files were ever present on any of my computers… THERE IS NO OTHER OPTION OR POSSIBILITY for computers that have been in solid use for some years.
  5. If the DVD in question was ever handled by me, at ANY STAGE, even when BLANK out of the spindle of blanks, it will contain many both partial and full fingerprints of mine, and I have just been fingerprinted, and it will also contain significant traces of amino acids and oils from my handling of it, and I have just had DNA samples taken, and buddy, if you think the forensic service are NOT going to do these checks then you have a lot to learn.

You can posit, for point #5, that I may have worn gloves when handling my private kiddie porn collection, if so, why would I NOT encrypt the kiddie porn files on disk, and why would I add a file of me fucking the ex conveniently showing my face?

The police, for their part, wanted to know (after countless hours and tens of thousands of pounds of forensic lab effort) if I had ever disposed of any computer equipment, since all my computers were clean, the only other physical possibility being that I had used a “kiddie porn only” computer which I had since disposed of.

I told them, you have ALL my records, ALL my emails, ALL my bank records paper and otherwise, ALL my correspondence, you know as well as I do that the ONLY TWO COMPUTERS I HAVE “DISPOSED” OF ARE THE TWO COMPUTERS I GAVE TO THE WOMAN MAKING THESE ACCUSATIONS AGAINST ME, as part and parcel of a child custody case.

Meanwhile of course, we are back in court every few weeks, me getting nowhere, her side hitting me over the head with my “imminent prosecution for kiddie porn” as continued excuse for zero contact of any kind with my kids.

I of course keep telling the misandrist police this, surely they can see they are just being used and made fools of… not interested in anything a man has to say.

Do the police seize these two computers from the ex? Do they fuck.

Do the police check the ex’s fingerprints and DNA against this DVD? Do they fuck.

Do the police answer my question “What was the DVD creation date?” Do they fuck.

So, two years later, have PROVEN FORENSICALLY, that neither the DVD in question, nor any of the illegal porn files in question, nor even the consensual home made porn clip of me fucking the ex, have ever been anywhere near any of my computers, which is by the way the very best proof possible of innocence, because it is actual PROOF of innocence, and proof discovered by the police high tech and computer crime forensic unit, which isn’t exactly on my side…………

What do you think happens?

Well, the ex’s solicitors can no longer go on at every opportunity about my imminent prosecution for kiddie porn, but the fact is there has been no contact with my kids for two years, so, you guessed it, the fact that I have had no contact with my kids for two years is now used to justify no contact with my kids….

The DVD?

Oh yes, the police decided to destroy it…. no, they did not decide to check my ex’s computers, and yes it is “unlikely” that anyone on the planet apart from myself and my ex ever had a home made porn video clip featuring myself and my ex, and to any sane and rational human being the DVD (it did contain illegal and extreme porn, I was forced to watch along with my solicitor excepts from each video file that it contained) can only have been made by myself or the ex, and therefore it can only have been my kiddie porn collection, or her attempt to pervert the course of justice, and making kiddie porn in doing so, and yet it is destroyed by the police.

Evidence, destroyed by the police.

I was SO FUCKING ANGRY, as I had previously been ecstatic, because in my stupidity, having been cleared by forensics I stupidly assumed that they would do the obvious thing and EXAMINE THE COMPUTERS OF THE ONLY OTHER PERSON ON THE ENTIRE FUCKING PLANET WHO COULD HAVE MADE THAT DISK, MY EX, MY ACCUSER!!!!

So, some two years later I get 100% of all my seized computers and equipment and porpoerty handed back to me, and as any of you who have had any dealings at all with the police, who are entitled to, and who do routinely, destroy computers just because one illegal metallica album or titanic rip was on one computer, this is yet another rubber stamp and proof of the complete falsehood of all the allegations as regarding illegal porn etc, that were made against me.

Fact is the reams of bank statements, correspondence, bed linen etc also being handed back also means the the police have neither interest nor faith in any possible future prosecution against me for any of the other allegations that the skank ho ex made against me.

But, I digress, you haven’t heard the punchline.

Despite ALL the allegations made to the police about me being dropped, because of a TOTAL AND UTTER LACK OF EVIDENCE OF ANY KIND,  the Judge in the secret Family Court case decided in the Finding of Fact that all the ex’s insane allegations were, true, the Judge specifically stated that he was of the opinion that the DVD of kiddie porn was mine, even though according to the Police own high tech computer forensic crime unit I AM THE ONLY PERSON ON THE PLANET TO HAVE BEEN SPECIFICALLY EXCLUDED FROM ALL POSSIBILITY OF ANY KIND OF CONTACT WITH SAID DVD, and that I should consider myself lucky that he was not going to ban me from going anywhere near ANY child, as it is, I am according to this useless and incompetent if not corrupt bastard a danger to my own kids, until they reach the age of legal majority.

Case closed.

“Physical evidence cannot be wrong,
it cannot perjure itself,
it cannot be wholly absent.”

Locard was right, the problem being that in our secret UK Family Courts physical evidence, and therefore fact, is not only not required, it is often, as in my case, studiously ignored, as doing otherwise would point to grave miscarriages of justice and the abduction of children by the system to be placed into the custody of the abuser, because, after all, the falsely accused has a penis.

Pull up a chair.

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 12:55 am

I’ve been sitting on this for 24 hours to let it percolate slowly, and to ensure that there was no possibility of any heat of the moment stuff.

Yesterday there was a post on The Spearhead (link top right of the page) by some skank ho calling itself Izzey.

The content doesn’t matter, it was the usual wimminz emotional tampon shit.

What does matter is the reactions of the men, some of them in particular.

Many of the men, almost certainly those who have not been through the wringer to the extent that they have been falsely accused of a major crime, basically still buy the NAWALT bullshit and started treating the skank ho Izzey with respect… and then a subset of those men started wailing on those of us who saw through her (no great trick, all wimminz and like that all the time) for being so unkind to her.

And then we were treated to an astonishing display of white knighting mangina feminist rhetoric and shaming language from none other than the hand of Paul Elam of A Voice for Men…..  go and read it, around 90 to 100 comments in.

Now, you can call me an old cynic, and my reply to him was cynical, that The Spearhead is getting popular, so Izzey, an AVFM contributor comes over, posts something to stir the shit, bunch of other wimminz nobody has seen before turn up to support her, and when she gets called out PE leaps in to defend the skank ho, nothing at all to do with protecting AVFM page and advert impressions and PE’s own profile in the MRM, oh no….

I freely admit, I *could* be quite wrong, but that’s what happens when a self proclaimed leader of the MRM starts acting like dumb muscle to protect a skank ho, and pisses on and insults men who have suffered things that PE himself cannot even fucking imagine.

You lay yourself open to such allegations, when you shit on your so called fellow men so blatantly and so publicly and so pathetically in defence of some skank ho cunt,  “friends” like Paul Elam are frankly LESS use to me than, for example, the skank ho US State prosecutor he is trying to have disbarred, she used the exact same shaming language, has the same attitude to me as an individual man, but at least she has a cunt I could theoretically dump my cum in.

PE and many of his friends insist that NAWALT, that is their line in the sand…. to paraphrase the fable, they are the frogs who will still be claiming that not all scorpions are like that, too fucking stupid to realise that what I and other men are trying to tell them is this…

JUST BECAUSE THE SKANK HO IS NOT LIKE THAT RIGHT FUCKING NOW, WITH YOU, DOES NOT MEAN IT IS NOT IN HER NATURE, AND THE NATURE OF THE SOCIETY WE HAVE BUILT, TO BE LIKE THAT WITH SOME OTHER MEN (PLURAL) AT SOME POINT IN THE PAST, PRESENT OR FUTURE, JUST LIKE THE FUCKING SCORPION AND THE FROG, YOU STUPID THICK CUNT.

Now, while we are on the subject of NAWALT, let me give factual examples from my current internet dating production line.

  1. 2 x 3
  2. 3 x 1, 2 x 4
  3. ? x ?

What these numbers represent.

the first number is the number of men, the second number is the number of times, so two guys (a threesome) three separate occassions, one indulged in gangbangs where she was blindfold, so didn’t know the number of guys, and didn’t know how often she had done that over the years.

I think in my entire sexual history I have met maybe a dozen wimminz who have not had at least one threesome THAT THEY WILL FUCKING ADMIT TO….

Of that maybe 12 wimminz, I know for a fucking fact, e.g. seen photos / cine film (that ages me) / video, that 4 of the skank ho’s are lying.

Scorpions and frogs, never forget, NAWALT is as stupid as saying not all scorpions will sting you, as stupid as saying scorpions only sting when they have been oppressed, of only when they have a damn good reason, and NEVER because it is an instinctive reaction because it is in their nature.

May 19, 2011

The Preferred Narrative

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 1:03 pm

In my journey, during which I have been falsely accused of multiple counts of rape, extreme domestic violence, paedophilia (with my own kids) bestiality, child pornography, animal pornography, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, all as part and parcel of a child custody battle, there is something that I have become intimately acquainted with, and that is “The Preferred Narrative.

Now, anyone with a functioning brain and the merest shred of integrity will realise that when someone makes extraordinary accusations such as those above about someone else, and there is a thorough police investigation, and NOTHING is found, and in fact, as the accused points out, the accusers’ statements are full of mutually exclusive claims, outright contradictions and indeed admissions of her own criminal acts, then there is something deeply suspicious about the accuser.

However, as all men who have been through the Family Court system will attest, mere facts, and intellect, and integrity are mere illusory will-o-the-wisps when confronted with The Preferred Narrative.

The Preferred Narrative is always essentially a house of cards, and once it has been built, on the fundamental starting principle that the skank ho is the fucking Oracle of Delphi and you, having a penis, frankly give Goebbels a bad name and are obviously guilty of everything, then an irreversible chain reaction has been initiated.

The Preferred Narrative snowballs, but instead of accumulating snow, it accumulates “experts” all of whom charge by the hour and of course all of whom indulge in rent seeking behaviour.. to quote Buffet, you don’t ask a barber if you need a haircut, and the show goes on.

Grandparents want access to their grand-kids, no problem, the “experts” want to know all about where the grandparents went to school in 1928 (quite how this reflects on the well being and safety of a child born in 2005 is anyone’s guess) and as anyone who knows anything about where all these “experts” were themselves programmed with their bogus claptrap (see link on the right, Robert Whiston, and read the Anna Freud stuff in entirety) basically they have a lists of “indicators” and all they are interested in doing is finding as many as possible, in order to vouchsafe and further The Preferred Narrative.

These people do no speak English, they use English words, but the gap is far wider than the gap between a Yank and a Brit talking about picking up some fags and a joint, the gap is the gap between intellect and fantasy.

Just as no amount of scientific evidence is sufficient to even dent the armour and beliefs of a Creationist, not amount of fact, logic or integrity is sufficient to dent the armour and beliefs of The Preferred Narrative.

Show an Ammonite fossil embedded in the cliffs of the Jurassic Coast to a Creationist and they will see further proof of the Creators cunning tests of faith of the merely mortal, show completely inexplicable (if the accusers account is true) factual evidence, and a complete and utter lack of any actual supporting evidence, to The Preferred Narrative, and they will merely see further proof of your extreme cunning and evil, and take everything as further proof and support of your accusers’ fantasies.

Meanwhile, The Preferred Narrative is constantly intoning the catechism, which is always the same, “The welfare of the child comes first” and “I have been doing this for 25 years” and “Why would women lie” (Nota Bene, there is no question mark after that last one, rather like why would God lie) and of course the usual ploy “You are clearly an intelligent man” which is designed to disarm you and give advantage to the far more intelligent skank ho or niggerz interrogating you.

No principle is too ridiculous or puerile to be added to The Preferred Narrative, no matter how preposterous and moronic, no matter how nebulous and unstable it renders the house of cards that is The Preferred Narrative, nothing is ever allowed to question the validity of anything about the house of cards, it is a sacred thing, and none, least of all falsely accused innocent men, may taint it in any way.

Should you be heathen enough to act as I and my extended family have acted throughout, which is to flatly refuse to endorse The Preferred Narrative at any time by being complicit in silence, then you will be treated with all the hate that a Creationist fundy zealot reserves for the scientist.

The Preferred Narrative cannot be educated, cannot be convinced, cannot be reasoned with, cannot be engaged with honour, cannot be met with dignity, cannot be rebuffed with fact or logic.

The Preferred Narrative is immutable, and sufficient unto itself.

The Preferred Narrative is incredibly strong, resilient, powerful and vengeful simply because its very nature and existence is at stake at every moment of every day… every stone in The Preferred Narrative is a keystone… destroy any single stone and the whole house of cards comes tumbling down, which is why you as a man and a father can destroy every single stone in the arch, and The Preferred Narrative will still be worshipping the stunning beautiful and elegant bridge, which grows exponentially in size and grandeur in an exact inverse relationship to actual fact.

The Preferred Narrative can, with ease, studiously ignore and gloss over mutually exclusive accusations, such as you being both a Heroin Addict with no history of any kind of medical intervention or criminal activity, and a raging alcoholic who consumed 50 pints of beer a day, with no history of any kind of medical intervention or criminal activity.

The Preferred Narrative can, with ease, studiously ignore and gloss over mutually exclusive disorders, such as you being both a predatory paedophile interested in buggering your own pre-school age kids, and a mass rapist of adult females, and addicted to fetishes such as BDSM, and addicted to wildly deviant sexual acts such as bestiality… as some sort of Renaissance Man of deviancy.

The Preferred Narrative can, with ease, studiously ignore the vast amounts of time and resources that the police high tech computer forensic unit spent poring through all your computers, without even being able to find an illegal mp3 of Metallica (reason alone enough for seizure and destruction) and then being forced to hand back 100% of your seized IT equipment intact, and still turn around and say that your skank ho ex’s allegations that your computers were full of child and animal pornography are in fact true.

The Preferred Narrative can, and does, with ease, brand every single thing that does not support and enhance The Preferred Narrative as a filthy lie, and further proof of the man’s evil nature and unsuitability to ever be allowed any contact with his children.

The Preferred Narrative is, quite aptly, The Queen from Alice in Wonderland, well versed and practised in believing at least six impossible things before breakfast every day… including the verity of all your skank ho ex’s accusations.

Nay, in fact, the very act of believing six impossible things about the falsely accused men before breakfast every day is the fundamental requirement and core tenet of The Preferred Narrative, and the greatest unspoken secret of all is that while men may be vile and evil, the greatest of all evils is the apostate, bad enough that an unbeliever dare ridicule The Preferred Narrative, should one of their own fail to demonstrate in every word of every report an unfailing belief in The Preferred Narrative, then they are made a non-person… they simply cease to exist.

Follow the fucking money.

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