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February 15, 2014

Forums

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 1:04 pm

Well, it appears many from the old moderators team at nacho’s mgtowforums have set up shop at http://www.mgtowhq.com/

I see some rather obvious comments along the line of what I was saying when I set up http://men-going-their-own-way.net/ and http://men-going-their-own-way.net/4ums/index.php in that one man holding the trigger was ridiculous, but…..

1/ I see, already, comments praising the new team for doing such a sterling job in setting up a new domain and phpbb forums in 24 hours, see above, I did it myself in odd spare moments WHILE AT WORK, it is fucking trivial both technically and financially… it ain’t 1995 any more boys and girls.

2/ I see already, comments about FUNDING the fucker and donations.

But what I note most is the fact that “something is going to be done” to prevent any one man from shutting it down, but nobody has a plan as to what that is, and everyone else is just taking it on trust, welcome to the new bosses, same as the old boss(es)

I note also that despite these guys being mods of the old forums, as far as I know, I am the only one who has taken the time to provide an archive, incomplete as it may be.. http://men-going-their-own-way.net/4ums/viewtopic.php?f=14&t=20

In short, I’m not seeing any DOING, just a lot of TALKING, and talking is fine and I have nothing whatsoever against it, after all I am blowing my own trumpet here, and the more cynical part of me says that “what did you expect” when the team of moderators in question were not thorny enough to either get banned by Nacho or walk.

The real problem, which wasn’t addressed, with Nacho was that he was psychologically incapable of not being the “big boss” of anything that he put significant effort in to, and he did put significant effort into it, and the old mgtowforums undoubtedly did *vast* amounts of good to vast amounts of men, but, to the “big boss”, all that is merely a vehicle to support their own esteemed status.

Which is the problem I see already rearing it’s head at the new mgtowhq, (oh yes, it is the HQ by fiat) instead of one “big boss”, now all are pledging fealty and respect to the new “big boss committee” which just happens to be the same setup as the old place, once the head was cut off the chicken.

A lot of people in a lot of countries have seen this, yes, dear leader has been deposed and beheaded for becoming a bourgeoisie enemy of the revolution, but the various department heads are all the same, and so is your fucking lot in life.

There is an analogy here to the western economies, lots of people quite sincerely and earnestly doing their level best and honestly believing that they are making a positive contribution, and lots of other minions saying well it is a shitty job anyway and none of us are competent enough or have the time and skills, and still, the whole thing always slides inevitably in the same direction.

That is why I threw a small amount of money and time at http://men-going-their-own-way.net/4ums/index.php it is an experiment, clearly I have the ability and skill and money to make this blog a domain, or host in on a wordpress script on the http://men-going-their-own-way.net/ domain, or do any one of a million other things, but, I do not do these things.

If http://men-going-their-own-way.net/ turns into the North Korea of men’s rights stuff on-line, so be it, it won’t affect anything else I do… already there is far too much of me there and not enough of not me, so it is drifting rapidly the way of many of my other bookmarks and commonly visited sites… I have done enough, it is not a question of I must stand by what I said and take a back seat, I just can’t bring myself to be anything more significant than an occasional bit player. If everyone else feels the same and it dies a death of apathy, so be it, the experiment is still valid, as is that data generated by it.

Nobody wants a true meritocracy or technocracy, they want to be sheeple and they want to be led, and deceived, and used, and told how and where to worship, and they wonder where they attract “big bosses” like Nacho, you fucking breed them by demand, you assholes.

I sit down at the PC, fire up firefox or chrome, it pops up with a list of the dozen or so most popular sites that I visit, and I just feel all meh, you know what, I can’t be bothered clicking any of those links.

I’ll just kick back and watch some zap4u https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOFfBLQ_cdQ

It’s like Steam games, tens of thousands of games a click away, and I just look and think I have seen it all before, hell, even GTA-V, by the time it comes out on the PC I will have seen enough youtube of it, I will probably be all meh, unless it is 4.99, which it won’t be… there are no new games, no new game engines, when they come out and start featuring BeamNG engine and stuff, maybe I’ll take another look, where the fuck is Half Life 3 anyway..

The internet, same thing…

Forums, I dunno, they can work, things like the XDA forums, but men’s rights, I genuinely do not know, that I why in http://men-going-their-own-way.net/ I said quite specifically, here is a fucking domain, not just a forum, do with it what you will, stake out your own territory, build what you will… because foums, meh, compuserve and bbs’s mate, been there, done that, tick it off, then the revival that was usenet before the www took off in ’95, I don’t have all the time in the world, I would rather read a blog like DMJ’s at http://www.staresattheworld.com/ because I can absorb that, middle ground like the spearhead, I can absorb that, but I don’t want to, because of the big boss there… forums, if it is small and condensed enough, yeah, in short the exact opposite to what Nacho was trying to build, and what the new old bosses are trying to do in the replacement… where value and import is directly related to popularity and page views.

To me, sport was always something you DID, not something you watched, hence always describing myself as non sporty, MGTOW to many seems to consist of going to a comic con and chanting in unison, we are all individuals…

February 14, 2014

The Uncanny Valley

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: — wimminz @ 11:04 pm

To digital artists / CGI types, it is a known fact that we can accept a simple cartoon drawing like popeye and see a human face, then you start to add details and reality and 3d, and then just at the point where you start to actually get close to the real thing, on paper at least, in reality the human mind does a sudden about face, and finds these faces LESS realistic and acceptable than the less detailed ones you might find in a video game.

It occurs to me that taking the red pill, properly, as part of your daily breakfast, and as a sweetener in every beverage, does the same thing for wimminz and what they use as personalities.

You take more and more red pill daily, and think you see wimminz and niggerz more and more clearly, and then, just short of the point where you are approaching “realityTM” suddenly it all flips around, no, you are fucking ALIEN… you’re not human at all.

Similar to the feeling I get in my day job, with increasing virtualisation of everything and cloudiness, not that such things (guns) are legal to own here in ingerland, but I find myself increasingly being the only one to see how alien the idea of putting everything into a box that can be taken out with a single .44 mag slug…. eg the blast radius of this shit when the hardware borks, or the power to it goes, or more topically when the flood waters rise, and it all shuts down… it’s no longer a case of oh, the main email server has gone down, so shit is going to be slow while the backup handles the load… it becomes a vanishing trick, now you see it, now you don’t, where “it” is actually IT, your *entire* IT system.

Can’t say too much about today’s job, big player and all that, but thank fuck the in house it guy was cut from the same tree as me, different branch though, after 3.5 hours of fucking about and the telco saying it would all be ok, he looked at me and asked me what I thought.

“Do YOU trust this box?” I asked him, he said no, I said don’t deploy it then, especially not on a live production system that is up.

An option you have with discrete hardware…

yahbut, the virtual guys will say, ya don’t got no hardware issues on a virtual system…. reaches for non-existent .44 mag…

I mean, fuck me, I got burnt on this shit in the 70’s when I bought a “Music centre”, which was a combined LP record player, tuner, cassette deck and amp, all in one, and then the fucking record deck died….  the principle is identical.

This is exactly why wimminz and niggerz be like aliens on the other side of the uncanny valley to me, you know, I’m a lazy cunt and not very pro-active about my life and lifestyle, BUT, and it is a huge motherfucking BUT, if there was something about my life or lifestyle that was a real burden, and which I could change fairly readily, changeroonie time here we come.

Not da wimminz and niggerz, no fucking sir, we’re back to that uncanny valley moment, hair doesn’t *move* like that, normal rational human beings don’t *act* like that…

So you say to the cunts..

“You know, you are your own worst fucking enemy.”

and they look at you and say..

“I know….”

what the fuck…

I wanna come over all jake and elwood, since you are such a fuck up anyway and poison to be around, your children, I want to buy them, how much for the little girl?

Those momentary pauses in life, when you think to yourself, I only thought that didn’t I, I didn’t say it out loud did I, no, they didn’t react, OK, have to watch that.

The IT guy who asked me what I thought before venturing his own opinion, are you gay? you are? well that’s a relief, I’m partial to a bit of cock myself…

Time was, not so long ago, it would have been the other way around, you are NOT putting that box anywhere near my systems, the mere fact it was delivered here in that state tells me all I need to know, now git orf moi land…

I used to keep my mouth shut, mainly because I adhered to the policy better to seem a fool that prove it, always someone more techie and smarter around, and I know I am good enough at lots of different tech things, not very good at any of them, and yet….

… and yet, I find myself looking around and asking where all these guys are, because I’m just not fucking meeting them, despite their apparent job titles / skill sets / salaries…

Sometimes I’ll come across something, and think now there is something I do not know, and should, I know, I’ll ask Fred, he’s shit hot at this stuff, and Fred gives me a wimminz type answer, you know, the sort of answer that means they listened to your question, rewrote it, handed it back to you, and then sent you a link to some obscure documentation, which, when you go and read it, doesn’t even mention the specific fucking question you asked…

And they assume you are a dumbass for asking, to make sure, because you know that exact same command exists in an entirely separate code/OS, and worrying it either does something quite similar, or quite different, and the quite similar ones are the ones to worry about, quite ain’t good enough, and then you realise they didn’t know this…

Cisco certified up the fucking ass whizz kid, ask him, so what’s the ios equivalent to top on a linux box?

Blank stare.

Uncanny valley.

I mean fuck me, I’m not a coder, I am as far from a fucking coder as you can get, though I can puzzle through some shit if it is a fairly high level english looking language, eg BASIC, but even I have a passing familiarity with bits and pieces here and there.

How can you be a coder and know less than me about code snippets and basic commands on other platforms?

You know?

I like to cover my ass, keep records of everything, and sometimes you’re asked to plug your laptop in and do various tests, can you ping google dns for example..

so there is one of these techie fucking coder types there, so I press the windows key and the R key and type cmd and press enter, and he smiles at me with approval because I don’t need a fucking mouse or touchpad and start menu to get a command line window up.

so it comes up

C:\users\hugecock>

and I type the following and press return

ping 8.8.8.8 >> command.txt

and of course nothing happens, and so he frowns and says nothing is happening, ping not working…. I just look at the cunt, start menu, click on the user name, and there amongst my music my pictures my documents is  a file, command.txt

open it and what does it say

Pinging 8.8.8.8 with 32 bytes of data:
Reply from 8.8.8.8: bytes=32 time=53ms TTL=45
Reply from 8.8.8.8: bytes=32 time=53ms TTL=45
Reply from 8.8.8.8: bytes=32 time=51ms TTL=45
Reply from 8.8.8.8: bytes=32 time=53ms TTL=45

Ping statistics for 8.8.8.8:
    Packets: Sent = 4, Received = 4, Lost = 0 (0% loss),
Approximate round trip times in milli-seconds:
    Minimum = 51ms, Maximum = 53ms, Average = 52ms

There you go, there is my cover my ass record that I did the test required..

(btw >> means append, a single > means overwrite)

how the fuck did you do that, says the expression on their face…

Uncanny valley

fucking alien….

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February 13, 2014

Sad but true

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 12:25 am

There is this wimminz who shall be nameless, her name and identity aren’t relevant, what is relevant is the fact that all it took was the passage of time for her to progress from being someone that many could claim was a possible NAWALT, into someone who is undeniably AWALT.

You know, they talk about men being shit at seeking medical help, but the wimminz I know, and this one is one of them, are worse than shit, unless it is some bullshit make believe “illness”.

To me, it is literally beyond belief that you can have symptoms so severe you are seeing the doctor two or three times a week, and you are dosed up to the eyeballs and largely non-functional seven days a week, and you can let weeks and weeks and weeks go by, and still not even have a fucking diagnosis.

Well it could be this, or that, or the other, so we will change this drug for that drug, come back and see me in a week and we will see if there is any change.

It’s like going to a garage because your car is playing up, badly, and the mechanic is suggesting you wash it, maybe try some redex in the fuel, how about opening the windows, hmm, did you try keeping the interior lights on when you drive, come back and see me next week and we will see if their is any change.

She communicates with me the same way she communicates with the other guys she is randomly fucking, but thinks saying (to each of us) “*they* are just friends” is some magic elixir, oh, gee, yeah, I’ll buy that for a dollar.

The goldfish orbital period (a goldfish allegedly having a memory that only lasts six seconds) for this one is apparently six months, because an increasing number of things are coming out of her mouth that are in direct contradiction to previous statements, when I pointed this out to her today, with a smirk, she said that things with her and me, relationshit wise, were complex, I said no, you’re just a lying cunt, and I can’t trust a single thing you tell me, that’s the only real impediment to a relationshit between us, and it is all down to you.

It didn’t go down well… lol

So here I sit, not responsible for her, her health, her welfare, her well-being, her happiness, or her kids, and what was in it for me.

Admittedly, very good sex, but, no sex is *that* good, and that is the conundrum… for wimminz at least.

Meanwhile this other married skank ho that is sniffing around says something equally dumb, she asks if I am spoiled for choice, she guesses so, from my attitude, and I am certainly in her queue of men.

Listen bitch, you are either available to me when I feel like it, or you aren’t, I got no interest at all in who else takes turns fucking you, including your husband, I got no connection to any of them, but hear me well on this, any cunt that thinks they can put me in a fucking queue or on hold while the deal with some other asshole can go and fuck themselves, because my dealings with them just ended.

So she is either going to switch from one fake personailty to another and tell me I am obviously a real man and when do I want her, or she isn’t, and I will cease to exist to her.

My money is on the former, as I am seeing a trend where the same wimminz will openly have two or three different profiles on one fucking site, asking for different things on each… hello bitch, we can all fucking read…. you’re just drawing attention to the fact that you are a duplicitous fake bitch… WTF…

Or it could just be that in the validation cup cake shop nobody is buying the bitches the 10 dollar cakes any more, so they set up ten profiles and hope to get 10 x 1 dollar slices of said cake… I dunno.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a downer on da wimminz, they keep me in work….

In my day job today imagine a client that runs a garage, all that garage does is supply and sell and service one make and model of car, and todays problem was to sort out problems that did not exist.

Car A drove perfectly, but it only had a downtown parking permit, and it did not open the door to Mr Smith’s garage.

Car B drove perfectly, but it only had an uptown parking permit, and it did not open the door to Mr Jones garage.

Turns out, the wimminz manager, when Mr Harris brought his car in saying it wasn’t working, gave Mr Harris the car belonging to Mr Jones, and Mr Jones the car belonging to Mr Smith, and Mr Smith eventually the car belonging to Mr Harris, what’s the fucking problem, they all look the same, and they all work, right…

Except OnStar noted that Mr Jones’s and Mr Smith’s cars were not where they were supposed to me, so a 4 hour fix SLA was invoked, twice, for me to go out and find these cars and fix them and so on.

4 hour fix SLA’s aren’t cheap, they are fucking expensive, and typically you buy them in a bunch, rather like coupons or cheques in a chequebook, and when you use them up, it costs another large wad of cash to buy the next batch.

So people get pissed when wimminz managers try to fix problems themselves, and end up creating far more expensive ones.

I shit you not, last year one time I drove 110 miles each way on a 4 hour fix SLA, when I got there I opened the carton, unpacked the USB keyboard, and fitted it to the PC by placing it on the desk and plugging in the USB lead, to replace the one with the missing left shift key, on the wimminz pooter…. the keyboard was worth maybe 12 bucks… maybe…

February 12, 2014

New link on the right M-G-T-O-W.net forums

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 6:37 pm

http://men-going-their-own-way.net/4ums/index.php

February 11, 2014

put the needle in the record

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: — wimminz @ 8:26 pm

http://men-going-their-own-way.net/4ums/viewtopic.php?f=19&t=4

Registration is free.

 

Some of you who comment here regularly should check your email, you should have an email from me regarding related issues.

so long and thanks for all the fish, and donations… fnaar

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: — wimminz @ 7:50 am

The following (in italic) was posted on mgtowforums last night, as it was shut down.

Dear all,

For 3 years I’ve worked to build up MGTOW Forums into a force to be reckoned with, but alas it has failed. It has failed because of the very reasons which brought down the previous MGTOW board: inexperienced idiots who were angry at not being able to get laid – betas, zetas, red pills and the rest of the rubbish.

A forum is an inanimate object, MGTOW forums was at all times held tightly by the throat by nacho himself, so if there was any failure here, it was in the management style.

I’ve seen the same thing so often in bars, run by people who tried to control the type of clientele they had, as though the bar was a private social gathering held in their own front room, and not a business catering to what the paying punters wanted.

At MGTOW Forums, we spent years fighting such fools who were psychos, incels and who vocally supported other places, that I won’t mention, over our own. Such people were against us yet we managed to beat them time and time again.

You’re either for me and against everyone else, or you are for everyone else and against me… yeah buddy… you’ll find I called paul elam and others on their bullshit on this blog long before you or anyone else woke up to it, and he who laughs last laughs loudest, so how exactly did you beat all these people, since they are still online and you are no more nacho?

And of course the perpetual question, if it has run it’s course, why pull the content, why not leave it up…. I am closing the library AND burning the books.

For some strange reason, many of our so called supporters found it just fine for our competitors to constantly attack us whilst they themselves used rhetoric such as “we’re all in it together” and “we’re all after the same thing” when clearly we were not. As someone who has always stood up against bullies, I thought my own energy to go head to head with such people would be appreciated. But instead I found myself surrounded by fools who were more concerned with likening our way of life to a fantasy sci-fi flick? The same fools then wondered why folk like Manboobz, who was more friendly to us than our enemies, constantly mocked them?

Matrix, red pill blue pill, it’s a metaphor dude, get over it… metaphors were good enough for Jesus for fuck’s sake.

Well today is MGTOW Forum’s 3rd birthday and quite frankly the vast majority of you deserve what’s out there. For me, things have got to the point where I recognise there is no support for taking MGTOW Forums into the wider world. However, MGTOW seems to be a successful concept for incels and psychos so that is where I’m going to leave it.

NO SUPPORT, like Bill at the spearhead, I take this as thinly velied code for money, so you failed to monetise this thing you held so dear, so you are taking your toys and your pwam and sulking.

I’d like to thank hasmat, toadman, cobalt, womanhater, fairi5fair, jake, thrasher, dsc, Waking Up, pcr, MrLahey, Labisah, Nim and all the other guys who have tried to tame the immature beast that is MGTOW.

Not Zed? Ah well, maybe he was one of the ones to old, too wise and too ugly to open his wallet, who knows, we never will, now that debate has been shut down by decree.

As for those who donated, well I have to thank you for contributing towards the server and other costs. It was very much appreciated. I had recently upgraded the server because I had plans to take us further, what a waste of time and money.

Not really dude, you still have the upgraded server, though frankly speaking a fucking arduino would almost run a pozy little website, which in technical terms this was, so where did all the fucking money go?

When the curtain falls it is time to get off the stage and that is what I propose to do. I’ll leave you all to wallow in the Red Pill and Alpha/Beta/Zeta fantasy garbage which was our downfall. If things are going to change then the habits of old have to be swept away. I steadfastly refuse to let MGTOW Forums become the graveyard that is MABTW, so better to put it out of it’s misery now rather than watch it suffer a slow and painful death.

Because despite all the talk, nacho’s definition of MGTOW is the only one that is allowed.

As of yesterday, our average daily traffic was in excess of 6,000 unique visits per day. So I was doing something right eh? Meh…very few of you were worth the effort.

Dude, 1,400 a day here, and this is a blog, with essentially no contributors or participants, when compared to a forum…. but talk about a slap in the face for all those that DID contribute, none of you were worth the effort…. jeez

Good luck and time for me to Go My Own Way

Adios and fuck off

Nacho Vidal

Don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out of teh intertubez nacho.

February 10, 2014

I’m certain Mary didn’t believe it, but she had no choice but to support Janet or risk being cut out of her life altogether, like my in-laws

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 2:40 pm

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2555392/The-women-brainwashed-therapists-believe-parents-abused-them.html

Unutterabilities

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 2:17 pm

It’s a bit like the sketch where they are only just getting to know you, so don’t want to be too open about everything, and then some time later they have got to know you, and possibly could be open about everything, but they aren’t because it would be too late, why didn’t you tell me this shit before we got involved…. bitch…b7965a0b007c1c7813616472e41b326a411f06c168f0994ef16db72295e077fa

Why can’t you walk around your own house naked, well, you have small children, so that would be wrong?

Why would it be wrong, small children are innocent, they won’t see anything sexual about it, or, if they do, then maybe the mantra about pre-pubescent children being asexual isn’t true, all very awkward questions, so best avoided by shaming….. hell… it worked on no less a man than Socrates…

I got news for you, if you live in the west and your kid is ten years old or over, and ten is pre-pubescent for 99% of kids, then they not merely have access to, but have actually seen pornography, probably quite a lot of it.

So maybe not just walking around the house naked in front of the kids, maybe you can fuck in front of them too, well, fact is them watching you fuck is probably a whole lot more wholesome than the porn they are watching, I mean, even if you are a swinger, you’re unlikely to hold a gangbang and bukkake party in front of little Johnny and little Suzy, but that is the shit they have seen.

Today’s job is in a school, a primary school, kids aged 5 to 11, so while I am waiting for some doofus in a remote HQ site to get off his ass and add these new machines to the DHCP pool, I decide to have a smoke, and think of the children, that means going outside and off the site.

So I am stood on the road / pavement side of the school wall / chain link fence, having a chilled smoke, and there is a group of kids the other side, all about 9 I’d guess, and one of them has her mobile phone out, and is showing something to the rest of the group, and they are all laughing.

Maybe I’m just an old fart, but the cynical side of me was thinking yeah, there you go, the must have device for the little shits, because they neeeeed one mummy, little bastards are probably watching vines or whatever the latest shit is.

When this little boy pipes up… “wow… she is peeing…”

The girl holding the phone looks at him like he is a complete luser, sighs, and says “No Simon, it’s not called peeing when they fuck, it’s called gushing…”

and they continue watching..

Next thing I know I’ve burnt my bloody finger on the cigarette, drop it, suck my finger, and wander away in search of something, I dunno what… I find myself at the corner shop 100 yards away, buy myself a packet of cigars, go outside and light one up.

Just as well I wasn’t in a car with the little bastards, they are trying to bring in a law making it illegal to smoke in a car with kids present, for the chiiiiillldruun yew see, we must pwotect them.

I just was left with this weird feeling, ok, I know I’m not a paedo because I’m not sexually attracted to them, but, given that I was into penny dreadfuls at that age, achtung spitfire shit, I’m wondering, is it paedophilia still if everyone is banging ten year olds, and if they do start, will I be the last one to get the memo that it is now acceptable, spongebob is the new black, donchaknow.

I wonder if their parents know when they pick up little Johnny, oh, and can Jane come to tea, her mummy said it is OK, that they are picking up a guaranteed guilty charge should anyone decide to stop the vehicle and look at the kids phones.

Cos the jury is really gonna buy that line about knowing nothing about it, so little 9 year old Sarah must have downloaded Gaping Greta all by herself.

 

 

February 9, 2014

Plasma balls

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: — wimminz @ 8:52 pm

So, what’s it like getting old, the kid says to me, which was pretty off the wall considering I’d just managed to elicit the “you are dead to me and do not exist” response from some silly bint by pointing out, quite correctly, that she was a delusional bitch and the architect of her own downfall, and nothing in her future indicated any likely change.

I did a hnuh sort of laugh and smiled, it sucks kid, but not the way you’d think.

There is a constant production of stuff, TV shows, films, literature, news stories, reportage, and indeed porn and video games, and it all feels like the monty python spam sketch, I’ve seen it all before.

Partially this is my fault, with a few incredibly rare exceptions and circumstances, if I have seen it or read it once, there is zero attraction is viewing or watching or reading it a second time, it’s like going out for a sunday drive, and driving the route from your work to your home, but not as different as that would be…

I’ve seen and had every variety of cunt and asshole and tits there is, and the not so varied personalities that inhabit them, I’ve ridden and driven enough different vehicles on enough different roads that frankly no, I don’t give a shit if <insert maker here> is bringing out an all new model for 2014, it won’t be different enough.

I’ve also done enough of the off beat off piste off colour off spec custom shite that none of that holds any allure either, fucking factory 2014 harley ain’t interesting, some asswipe at chlamydia county choppers throwing 20k worth of chrome and billet at it don’t make it any more interesting, just makes it even less rideable.

I want my fucking flying car. Hell, I’ll settle for a self driving car that is genuinely 100% self driving.

I want the next gen display screen with 1 mm square RGB pixels that I can hang like wallpaper… on all four fucking walls and the fucking ceiling, it’s not a holodeck but it’ll do.

I want fucking AI, real AI, that can simulate an intelligent person to have a conversation with, or that can simulate porn, or anything else I want, but credibly, no uncanny valley stuff.

I want the fucking clothes synth, that can make me new clothes every day, and shred and wash the old ones when I feed them into the hopper at night.

I want the domestic service droid that can cook and clean and make me a coffee the way I like it and bring it to me too.

I want to be able to legally shoot in the head every asshole that annoys me, hell that and some longevity serum and I could single-handedly consume the DHS ammo stash.

I want to go back, or ahead, to a time when what you wore, what you rode, what you did, all actually said something quite specific about you, you know, back in the day when there was one proper custom chop in amongst the rest of the bikes outside the bar (and it was prolly mine… fnaar fnaar) and you could walk in the bar and unerringly immediately identify the fucking owner.

NOT this sort of shit

http://www.okcupid.com/profile/BohemianBiker/photos?cf=profile

What the holy flying fuck, specifically the last pic on the pics page…

Jesus fucking wept bitch, what the holy flying fuck is going on these days???

IF you got your pic taken ON your fucking bike, you were riding the cunt.

If you weren’t riding the cunt, you were kicked back and chilled, not holding on to the bars like it is some fucking childrens ride in the supermarket entrance way…

Here, skanky ex on skanky old FXE1073

That’s how you do it… by all means put ONE fucking hand on the bars, casual like, but not both, ever, and hey, my bitch never touched the bars on my bitch, and my bitch was ridden properly, note the scrubbing on the tyres and the fucking front “silencer”.. and yeah if you’re interested 44t rear sprocket, 4speed and kicker, and SU carb.

You see what I mean about defined roles, self declared bohemian biker bitch in the top pic wouldn’t be seen dead on on a skanky old 4 speed shovel, which incidentally used to average just under 70 mpg thanks to the rear sprocket on long runs to various Mediterranean locations, which she also wouldn’t be seen dead doing.

But I’ve DONE ALL THAT SHIT, it is the overstatement of the century to say that this boy is notably underwhelmed when born again bohemian biker bitch and her ilk decide to get all radical and go buy themselves a harley or a 1400 bindit to park in the garage and pose on like a dweeb on sunny days.

It’s not just ennui, the local guy I talked about a few days ago who has ridden everywhere on a little honda c90… now that is class, the bint in the first pic, it’s just fucking window dressing.

The bint in the second pic, her first real experience of pillion was on the back of that shovel, Imagehffgjgfj1and this was the trip,  3,000 road miles, bitch was all gung ho before we left, and her freinds telling her how beautiful mont blanc and the tunnel and the alps is in late Feb early March, and all that other good shit… and fuck yeah she has ridden bitch before with other guys and loved it… I just laughed and said your friends ain’t never done it on a motorsickle baby, not even at the very leisurely 500 miles a day pace I had intended to set for a newbie like her, 8 or 9 hours in the saddle each day…. and you ain’t never done it with me.

Camping in the foothills of the alps on snow, get up, pack up, load up, fire up and hit the road in search of coffee, and then the long climb through the snow and dropping temperatures up to the top, it wasn’t fun for her any more.

We’d been married a few months, which was a fucking mistake anyway, but that trip killed it, I used up the last of my authority and influence, and by the end of it nothing on god’s green earth could have persuaded her to get back on the bitch, she flew back, I said fuck it and stayed another six or eight months, I forget now, came home to divorce papers..lol

Bohemian biker bint is cut from the same cloth, and it is old and boring and tired and seen it all fast forwards to the end, skip, skip, skip, don’t wanna see it again, life is too fucking short.

It ain’t new.

Sit here in my man cave and check out the cunt on the internet, damn if there is much out there I actually want to fuck, see, I can’t conceal my experience, and my attitude, and these delusional bitches fucking HATE it.

Bad boys get all the cunt huh, not so fucking much, like everything else, it suffers from the sweet shop syndrome, sweet tight virgins, done it, 16 year olds, done it, porn stars, done it, just dropped a kid in the last 12 hours, done it, just about to drop, done it, and not once, and not just those things.

I’ve met one, just one, that had something new to offer that would have kept me happy for a few years till that got old news too, and quelle fucking surprise she was as delusional and fucked up as the rest, so that was a non starter too.

Gaddafi type despot with my own harem of slave girls, nope, not done that, not likely to either, more’s the pity…

That’s what I miss kid, the sense of *everything* being new and unknown.

I could do with some brown ale, but I can’t be assed to go out and get some, seeing as I am already mostly nekkid and relaxed, fuck it, I’ll make do with some OJ and coffee and a smoke and some zap de spion…

Now, about my fucking flying car…

(I’d tell y’all to geddof ma fucking lawn, but I aint got one…lol)

*some* wimminz abuse their power over their children.

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 2:10 pm

I have at many points in my life been in a position of power and influence over others, this includes those who falsely claimed to be the victims of my abusive and controlling nature.

I have at times as a child, who had just been quite correctly punished for some transgression, wished death and worse upon my parents, this does not mean I did not deserve the punishment I got, or that they did abuse their power over me.

Power is a two edged sword, the other edge is responsibility towards those you have power over, and the fact is at 50 something I have so little desire for that responsibility that I will gladly forgo any power… as a deal, it sucks.

In work terms today at my current gig this could be classed as a lack of ambition, yeah, I guess I never really had much of that, despite having been wealthy twice in my life, and twice, through a lack of forward perception, passed on opportunities to become *seriously* wealthy, but yeah, I will wear the lack of ambition tag quite happily.

Possibly, because at an early age I was exposed to the other side of the blade.

I’m not going into details now, they don’t matter, and the shame is still there, but I still remember one time when I was 19, I had made an entirely predictable set of choices with entirely predictable sets of consequences all hanging off each other in a chain, and the proverbial shit was hitting the fan a thousand yards away or so, and I knew I should get my skinny ass over there and face the music, but I didn’t, I sat there until the staccato high pressure sound waves dissipated, and then I waited some more, and then I went to see what was what…. hey, all’s well that ends well, and thankfully it did, even if I ran away from the responsibility at the time.

That was the first time I ever properly ran away from my responsibilities in more than a childish way, as an adult.

It was also the last.

Much to my own personal cost.

But, I figure it is a price well worth paying, and cheap at a thousandth the cost of not being able to look at myself in the mirror, or worse, looking and denying the truth.

That was why the false allegations that I had abused my power in an abusive and controlling way hurt so much and cut so deep…. yeah, sure, sometimes I overstepped the mark, fucking sue me, I’m fucking human, but mostly I spent 7 years shitting blood 24/7 making sure that I did not, and beating myself up when I did, and making sure I discharged the responsibility side so well that even if I did occasionally transgress, all you could say about it was it was worth it for the “victim” overall.

So.

Power is something that I have found requires constant 24/7 control and restraint, it is a drug, an enemy, and if you give it the slightest quarter, it always always always spirals out of control.

I have met precious few men who understood this, and not one single wimminz, ever….

So the question is not whether or not *some* wimminz abuse their power over their children, the only way they could NOT abuse it is to work 24/7 at ensuring that they are never doing so, and fulfilling and discharging their responsibilities in toto.

Sound like any wimminz you ever heard of?

Me neither.

The original precept came from, for my sins, once again going to the spearhead and reading bill’s latest crap.

So, Bill goes to the house of the po-lice because of a traffic accident where he was rear ended, and while he is there, applies for a concealed carry permit.

Now, we already know the cunt is one stupid mother-fucker who WILL NOT learn, not can not, will not, because he jumped right back in the fire and married some foreign bint who is already pregnant with someone’s child.

Now the cunt is on file asking for (and possibly getting) a concealed carry permit, if he thinks it was rough when the last bitch dropped a dime on him for alleged DV, just fucking wait until this bitch does the same, and po-lice com-pu-ter she say Bill is ARMED.

Clueless on so many levels doesn’t actually cut it, clueless on every fucking level is closer to the truth.

Wimminz and niggerz, and Bill is a niggerz if ever there was one, if they tell you the sky is blue, look up and check, and if it is, remember that even a stopped watch used to be right twice a day, back in the analogue days, in digital, it never is.

And power, it is ALWAYS abused, save for some rare exceptions that prove the rule, not the other way around.

 

 

 

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