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January 9, 2014

Just…. WTF….

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , — wimminz @ 10:56 am

http://www.the-spearhead.com/2014/01/07/what-me-married/

My comments interspersed in red

Jabberwocky asked me to write a bit about my marriage and how it’s been, and I think that’s a fair question, given that I’ve written a lot about marriage, including plenty of criticism as well as attempts to reform the institution. yeah, you reformed the shit outta dat Bill, *NOT*, then, it appears, you went ahead and signed on the dotted line all over again…

He also showed some insight into my character, such as the fact that bachelorhood doesn’t come naturally to me. I don’t think that word means what you think it means… This is true. Following my divorce, I avoided women for a few years because I was still recovering from the trauma it caused. there is a difference between hiding, and recovering I think that was a good thing, as it allowed me to focus on my kids and rebuilding my life (as well as building The Spearhead) without drama or distraction. However, by the time I started to feel normal, which happened almost exactly three years after my separation, nature once again took its course, and I met my wife. Yeah, and I “fell” pregnant, and we “ended up” having sex, and I “found myself” mainlining heroin again…

We’re a far better match than my first wife and I were. Given that your view of your relationshit with the ex is 20/20 hindsight, and your relationshit with this new bitch is all crystal ball gazing, just how do you know this? My first wife and I met when we were quite young, and I had this idea that I would be a normal, middle-class guy who could make a family and grow old in peace, then enjoy old age with grandchildren. Yeah, and maybe you thought you’d end up a millionaire with a great career or retire at 35 too, nothing wrong with dreams, and no connection between having dreams and having the shit kicked out of you I idealized that lifestyle because my parents divorced when I was very young, I grew up witnessing a lot of family turmoil, and had a fairly rebellious and unstable adolescence as a result of that. So in other words your first marriage was proof that as an adult you recreate the lessons and lifestyles learned as a child from your parent(s) In my young man’s mind, domestic peace and tranquility, decency, modesty and humility were goals to strive for, perhaps partly in defiance of the chaos of my youth. No, you strive for them because they are the minimum civilised standard, it’s not a fucking goal to aim for, it is the minimum possible acceptable standard, you don’t even think about playing house unless that particular set of ducks is lined up like a motherfucker, with ZERO effort to make it so, or keep it so.

So I married my ex, thinking all would turn out alright if I believed enough and followed the conventional steps. See previous post, I believe Although I had some gnawing doubts from the beginning, so why weren’t they addressed, before you put the noose around your own neck? I figured that since we didn’t argue, a woman in wallet seeking mode argue? she seemed fairly loyal “seemed fairly loyal” WTF??? Bitch better be 100% loyal by any test I can make before we even sit down and the table and discuss fucking playing house, WTF Bill… and we were both healthy, it would work. We had two kids no, she did, even if it is you DNA, she did, and she still has her property, you just pay for it, bitch in quick succession shortly thereafter, and with them this sense of confidence vanished. Why waste any energy on making a convict think they are roaming free on the prairies? It turned out that the reason our relationship had worked before was because it was so easy or it turned out you were so easy to entrap and ensnare and emasculate and our needs so few. Suddenly my ex, despite having decent motherly instincts WTF is this shit, bitch had some puppies, what instincts are needed, none, which is what she had, even ONE decent instinct would have prevented her from separating the kids from their dad, was “not happy.” LRFH Our income was much reduced, LOL the babies were loud, no shit sherlock I realized my pay was a lot lousier than it seemed before (especially for Seattle) your pay was fucking unchanged, you just didn’t do the math, and trouble with the in-laws began to boil over into real resentment. well at least this tells you where her “character” and “qualities” came from, but, did you marry the in-laws too? big mistake right there… Less than a year after my daughter was born I already had the sense that things were not going to turn out well, and you were still the last one to get the joke and within just six months of that it was over. on the contrary, the real purpose of the whole thing was just beginning, cupcake was opening a new “chapter” It was a short marriage. it was also too long, should done the math on your salary, waited to see about loyalty, waited to see about kids, well, assuming any of those choices were yours…. If it were a person, it would have one of those sad little inconspicuous children’s tombstones you see at the cemetery which, despite their humility and small profile, are the most arresting of all. It was a person, several people actually, most of them dysfunctional from the sounds of it. From HER perspective it was the PERFECT marriage.

This time, however, hallelujah brothers and sisters, gather ye around, I have found the fabled NAWALT I found a woman I really like to talk to. I talk to my fucking laptop, doesn’t mean I have to.. oh.. never mind, the stupid is strong in this one Obi One whose interests coincide with mine, RED PILL, oh yes baby I love everything you love.. who enjoys my sense of humor, puke and who says what’s on her mind. bitch doesn’t talk much then? oh, she does talk, so you mean she says what she thinks will get you to treat her as NAWALT, OK, gotcha, wimminz in wallet seeking mode We both have a love of the written word I like readin and ritin 2 and are polyglots, covering five languages between the two of us (actually seven or eight if you use a more liberal interpretation), bet you can’t speak ass raping divorce court legalese “controlling behaviour”, that’s one of the languages she speaks you ain’t aware of yet… which is a lot of fun if you’re into that kind of thing. sure must be fun having a wimminz who can tell you to take the trash out in 5 different languages It doesn’t hurt that she has a lovely figure so far and pretty face cuntstruck…. bah… dunno why I bother with nice brown eyes (I’ve always liked brown-eyed women),no worries man, they’ll go green in time, then luminous rd… just you wait..  but physical attraction is never enough to keep people happy, better get your ass down to the gym then boy, get some tatts, cultivate some aura and start insisting everyone calls you “toecutter” or some such.. what? you weren’t expecting what? oh, you were talking about your attraction to her… I see… nods wisely at dumbass while measuring him up for his next coffin.. despite what some may think, and even the most beautiful women can come to be tiresome. usually about 3 seconds after I have finished emptying my balls into them, just want to chill and have a smoke and a coffee before skating out of there, and the bitch will start nagging and complaining… whaaaat? you’re going? just like that? what about meeeeeeeeeeee????

Another difference is that we openly express disagreement —disagreement my ass, I chastise my bitch, and I do it righteously… fuck them apples..  a lot more than I ever did with my ex. openly expressing disagreement while voluntarily putting your head in the noose again don’t mean shit. This may sound bad to some, but voicing disagreement is communication. that has to be the most limp wristed pathetic pile of shit I have ever heard in my entire fucking born days, MY BODY MY CHOICE ring any bells, your ex bitch sure COMMUNICATED to you when she disagreed with 100% of what you wanted, including seeing and raising your own fucking kids… If there’s a problem, it’s much better to work it out with someone who is willing to argue than someone who will not. If there is a problem, the bitch ain’t listening. If your wife disagrees with you and is not willing or doesn’t care enough to argue about it, guess what? she doesn’t know her place, end of….. Your marriage is in big trouble. Nope, the marriage is fiiine, it is YOU that are in big trouble.. It may already be over.

As for my men’s issues writing, she sometimes disagrees vehemently, no shit sherlock, she is a wimminz and gives me some grief over it, slap the bitch until she learns her place then, which is not to comment on what her man does. but she also agrees with a surprising amount. You bet your ass she does, and it will ALL be used against you in your next divorce The main sticking points are support for mothers, ROTFLMFAO… whoooda thunkit… DANGER will robinson, red pill alert, DEFCON98, ah, wtf, nobody is listening, certainly not billy boy… which I think should be conditional, careful there tiger, don’t wanna get tooo radical and she does not, and that’s your death warrant Bill, only you can’t and won’t see it and whether younger women really are sometimes proper for older men (she scoffs at the idea). She’ll also scoff at some younger cock herself, but that’s OK, she’s  cougar innit… But she isn’t a typical American feminist — not yet, but now she is living in seattle it won’t take long… ignition in 5… 4… she’s a NE European, with a more “Mitteleuropa” cultural sensibility, so some of the craziness of Anglo feminism, hey, but only some of it.. right… such as support for throwing women into battle hey, I’m not greedy, I’ll settle for the gutter.. or demanding that women “lean in” seems absurd and backward to her, at least, that is what she says around you and the opposite of what she’d call progress. Billy boy making the classic mistake, hooking up with a wimminz who ain’t from hereabouts, meanwhile, back where she does hail from, very fucker has a story about her… Someone could probably write a book about the myriad philosophical differences between European and American feminism. 4 legs good, 2 legs bad, cunt good, penis bad… do I collect my royalties now? Interestingly, as a European she’s much more of a moderate on the abortion issue than American feminists, seeing abortion as a negative thing overall, what, she has YET ANOTHER apparent opinion that just so happens to mesh with your own stated views on a given subject,,, wow, better man up and put a ring on that bitch… especially in the context of small peoples like her own, and thinks the 12 week limit, standard in much of Europe, is adequate (it may surprise people to know that American abortion laws are, in general, more liberal than European ones). All in all, we probably agree more than disagree when it comes to sexual politics, sexual politics.. bitch, unless you agree the State has NO place in sex, we disagree, vehemently.. with some notable exceptions. no, no, don’t tell me, domestic abuse and control, domestic violence, sexual abuse, spousal rape, she holds stronger views than you eh…

As for whether she supports me writing about these things, this isn’t really an issue. No, but it will be the instant she files those papers on your ass, then it won’t be an issue, it will be evidence We’re both pretty liberal about allowing each other to express ourselves freely, well how fucking enlightened of you and in any event it’s a form of honest work, so is prostitution, well, more honest than marriage and child support even if it doesn’t pay off all that well (I hope to make some changes in that regard). Hey, nothing changes, same as your first job in your first marriage eh However, if I were writing obscene or otherwise sexually explicit material, you mean like vampires and wolves with huge cocks gangbanging and taping poor innocent little sluts trapped in boring marriages to boring web authors? I think that would probably be a dealbreaker, ain’t nothing a dealbreaker and that’s fine by me — it would be unreasonable to expect a wife to tolerate that when I’d never accept it from her. Except when it comes to misandrist state laws, single mommy support, that sort of thing… uh-huh

Will it last? No. I hope so, you dumb fuck… but part of marriage these days is accepting that you can only do your part. and your part is to be the dumb shit who spends the rest of his life paying for it, so tell me again why you would go anywhere near such a thing, even at gunpoint? Actually, I suspect that’s always been the case. Read Hosea for some Biblical context on the issue. Dysentry was a bitch back then too I’ve come to understand that if someone really wants to go, How about my policy, the bitch isn’t even here in the first fucking place unless THAT is what she wants more than anything else in the world… the best thing you can do for yourself is to play is smart and protect yourself beforehand, but that is neither what you are doing nor advocating let them have their way and keep a philosophical attitude about it. I suppose taking it up the ass eventually gets to be pleasant Bill, I’ll take your word for it, I shan’t be finding out for myself… I believe this is even expressed in the New Testament (1 Corinthians 7:12-16). Lots of shit is expressed in the bible, dining on babies foreskins, you name it, doesn’t seem like a good authority for life in the 21st century to me In other words, I can only keep my promises in that regard, and that’s quite enough to ask of one man. and of course how dare we ask anything from da wimminz… sigh…

Hopefully, this is enough to satisfy readers’ curiosity. No, it just confirms all my suspicions about you, and everything I stated about you previously. In general, I try to keep my family out of things, but since I’m writing about these issues so much it’s bound to come up from time to time. As a final little note, we just found out that we’re having a boy, clonk, there was the other shoe falling God willing.This god of yours, you do realise he must fucking hate you…

January 8, 2014

Now is the winter of our discontent

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , — wimminz @ 4:15 pm

January has traditionally been a quiet time in the world of IT, so I’m paid to sit at home in my slippers smoking and drinking and writing shit on’t’intertubez…

Someone asked me if I read other blogs and sites around the MRM, yes, I do, so why do I no longer comment on those sites?

Combination of things, life is too short, I don’t want to be seen as poaching traffic, I already have a place to vent my spleen, I can’t be bothered registering, my browser security extensions break the comment scripts, etc etc

SO anyway, I said to the bitch, in this situation you should do this, and of course, because I said it, she went and did something else.

Rinse and repeat a few times.

So the bitch starts talking about these things, and says to me, I should have done this, and not that, where this is exactly what I told her to do, and that is exactly what she did.

I point this out, yeah she says, you *are* always fucking right, and that really pisses me off about you.

Uh-huh, I say, I am always right, you were always wrong, you always ignored my advice and did it your way and regretted it, and now you are pissed off at me, because I was always right… that about it?

Yeah, she says…

Maybe baby, I reply, you could try being annoyed at the stupid cunt who ignored my always right advice, instead of being annoyed at me for always being right.

<crickets – hamster wheel has a seized bearing>

It’s true though, nobody points a gun at anyone’s head, they (male and female) make these bad decisions day in and day out, all by themselves, and you can’t claim you couldn’t see it coming, if 99% of the time you ended up getting arrested by the po-lice for being an asshole, you started that evening with one of the three stooges, Larry or Curly or Moe, well maybe the penny is going to drop that if you want to avoid any more arrests, you might wanna start by avoiding Larry and Curly and Moe, and no, I don’t actually give a fuck that they are you only three “friends” on the entire planet.

Lay down with dogs, get up with fleas.

It’s not me whose future you are destroying bitch, it’s yours, and your kids, there is no WE here, I got no skin in your game, I’m just an interested observer on the sidelines who likes to fuck you etc, until you make yourself unfuckable, which seems to be the plan you’re working on.

And no, it’s not some childish tit for tat, push me, shove you, “keeping score” when I enumerate your various fuck ups to you, it is just accounting, keeping you honest.

If you don’t like it, stay away from me, if you stay near me, better get used to it, because I see no reason I should change my fucking behaviour just because you are around.

If you want the warmth of the fire, you have to stay near to it, if you want to stop getting burned, stop putting your hands into the flames. Treat me as that fire.

Shame, she doesn’t have a big enough portion, yet, to stop hanging with the three stooges, the after effects hurt, but not enough, and that right there is the secret, why people carry on being assholes….not enough SHAME felt.

Besides, Larry Moe and Curly are bad boyz innit.

Hey wildman, look at me, what do you see, a gentile Rick Moranis in his late fifties, all skin and bone, computer nerd wimp asshole, never did amount to a stream of piss and there ain’t no glory in the future…. that what you see?

The meek shall inherit the earth, after everyone else is through with it, if that’s all right with you…

that what you see?

You one dumb motherfucker then.

We this way now because we are filled with shame and embarrassment at what we used to be, we’re atoning… I knew a guy who survived WW2 in asia, on his fucking todd, though the jungles and swamps, just him vs the japs and the rest of the world, did damn near a year of that, never did talk about it, but you just know you do not survive that shit and walk out by being Forrest Gump, so he walked straight into the seminary and became a priest, and spent the rest of his live atoning.

Bad boyz? Be thankful you fell about six orders of magnitude short of being bad enough to ever make a man like that lose his temper with you, because he’d take your mind and your soul, as easy as taking candy from a baby, before he took your life, and he’d be doing just to see that fucking look on your face.

Hey, we read Atrocity Week (by Andy McCoy) back when it came out in ’78, and we are all yeah? and? and picking things outta the book and saying hey, he’s talking about so and so..

Myself I can distinctly remember the book coming out because while I was reading it this guy, a Belgian merc, not a heroic or pleasant hollywierd chimera, the real deal, a fucking animal, special forces types always are, it’s a pre-requisite, was sobbing like a baby, he’s just been introduced to some of Africa’s ways real up close and personal like, border patrol, black bitch with little screaming black picaninny in her arms, and he was about to fuck with the black troopers with him because their first response is to cut the baby’s throat and rape the bitch and then kill her too, stand-off for a moment there, just before his world came crashing down, perceived reality vs real reality.

One of the black troopers grabbed the baby from the bitch, which was still screaming like a mother-fucker, all swaddled up African style, and he says see, baby crying, baby crying lots, man not want to hurt baby, is true?

Our merc nods, not sure where this is going, but he nods.

So the trooper goes on to explain, lots of what they are doing here is trying to combat (raw uncut from the ground) gemstone smuggling, and a really great way to smuggle gemstones past white soldiers is to take a small female baby, maybe 12 months old, and disembowel it through the cunt, which you can do so there are no external marks and limited blood loss, and it can live anything from a couple of hours to almost a day, and stuff the cavity with gemstones, and plug it with with some rag, swaddle the baby up and give it to a woman to walk across the border areas with.

I heard the words, our merc says, tears running down his face, but they didn’t make sense, so the trooper un-swaddles the baby, and there, sure enough is the bloody rag hanging out of the still screaming baby’s cunt.

I’ll lay money the same exact shit is going down today in CAR, and the French and Chinese and Russians and mercs on the ground and drone operators in the air will be as blissfully ignorant as our merc, and the guy who handed me the paperback expecting it to blow my mind…

Meanwhile youth unemployment in Spain passed 58%, and that’s the fucking OFFICIAL figures, the truth will be much worse….

And bitches still be playing the oooooooh I just tripped and accidentally fell on his cock game with the so called bad boys, and the so called bad boys be lappin’ it up, and us omega male has been Rick Moranis computer geeks are just sitting there quietly, yeah so, you’re a real bad ass, and you scare the crap outta me, because when TSHTF you’re the kind of fucker who goes crying to mummy, and leaves my flank exposed…

In closing, please don’t think I am being “racis” and coming down on the wogs, or the nips, or anyone else, plenty of white men are at least as “good” at being bad. Even just 20 years ago in Europe in a place I could drive to in 24 hours, just as bad shit went down.

One in three say Dad should not have say in their child’s upbringing

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 1:25 pm

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2535623/Mum-cut-fathers-separation-One-three-say-Dad-not-say-childs-upbringing.html

January 7, 2014

Digitally imported.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , — wimminz @ 4:12 pm

Commenter Hans made a very astute comment, comparing bitcoin to mp3’s.

Let’s take a look at mp3’s for a minute, since I have 50,000+ of them on the jukebox.

Pro’s

  1. work on any of my devices, computers, laptops, android phones and tablets, flat screen telly via USB slot, SD card and USB stick in the car stereo.
  2. easy to store
  3. easy to move
  4. easy to share
  5. just works
  6. etc

Con’s

  1. there are some devices that won’t play them, turntables and such of course, but then again I don’t own any, having divested myself of LP’s and cassettes etc
  2. don’t come with physical album covers
  3. you can’t actually handle them, if you wanted to.
  4. ummm, struggling here…

So it is no great difficulty to see why mp3’s beat things like LP’s, Cassettes, and latterly red book audio CD’s.

I can put a 16 GB USB or SD stick in anything with a USB or SD socket and have far more music on tap than I used to have back in the day, and back in the day I had an unusually large record collection, of over 140 LP’s and over 300 45’s, plus no delays finding of cueing the next thing up, etc etc etc.

Plus, being a digital medium (which you should of course back up) they are immune to physical damage, they don’t get scratched or dirty or get wrapped around the pinch roller and chewed up, plus, being digital, you can trivially make a perfect copy.

The RIAA failed and Napster etc won, simply because of utility, they had a business model that insisted I pay significantly more money, for significantly less utility.

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Now, fiat currencies weren’t digital, but in many ways they are now, I can easily go all month if I wanted to without ever handling or spending any actual physical cash, so, in effect, it is a digital medium.

At this point it is worth noting the differences between digital music, and digital money.

Digital music, if it uses a DRM free format, is trivial to make a perfect copy of, digital money isn’t, not for the end user, because the end user never actually got the money, any more than a Netflix user actually gets the films directly.

But, digital money is incredibly popular, the same as digital music, not because of the cost, but because of the utility.

But, wait a minute, let’s examine that utility.

I type this from the UK, so my digital money is Pounds Sterling, yours might be US$, or AU$ or Renminbi, or Euro.

Digital US$ aren’t much use to me at all here in the UK, if you come here or I go there with my plastic, we actually get billed in the local currency, and the bank that issues our cards does the exchange.

So x equivalent amount in US$ in digital money here in the UK has significantly less utility than the same value represented in UK£ in digital money, that I can spend literally anywhere with a chip and pin machine, which nowadays is almost literally anywhere, and is anywhere online.

So the value is the acceptance, and vice versa, if it has utility it is accepted and therefore has value.

Bit-coin is the same, or indeed any other electronic currency, if it has enough utility, eg I can use it easily enough without jumping through hoops, then it is accepted, and therefore it has value.

A few years ago in mainland Europe you had to have marks or francs or lire, Euro was worthless and useless, even when it was available, but when the Euro was made the default currency and the national currencies were retired, well, overnight it had utility, you could spend it anywhere, in fact, you could spend it more places than you could the original national currency, so it was accepted, so it has value.

You see the point here, once things go digital, what they actually are is completely irrelevant, and what they represent too, because now what they represent is utility, acceptance, and therefore value.

Back in the day, when you worked abroad, you always always always had a spare passport, a Rolex, and some pure gold jewellery like chunky rings, if TSHTF you went directly to the airport, waved your passport at them, and traded the Rolex for a ticket on the next plane out.

Today in 2014 I could still go to any airport on the planet and find someone willing to trade me a ticket for my Rolex.

Of course they would, I’d be getting maybe 10c on the dollar in the exchange…. so the Rolex is acceptable as a form of currency, as are gold and silver bullion coins, but the utility at 10c on the $ is frankly fucking crap, so the value as a currency is crap.

Same thing if I want a bus ride, a hamburger, or a packet of smokes… that’s be two bucks please sir…. got change of a Kruger-rand? 

Nope, and they sit there and grin at you…

It doesn’t matter what you use as a currency either, or who issues it.

Back in the day in Spain I could earn 5,000 pesetas an hour, and menu del dia (three course meal and wine or beer) was 500 pesetas, so I had to work 6 minutes at my job to buy a good lunch down at the local cantina, clearly, that made me a wealthy man.

If I went back there today, it doesn’t matter that the peseta is gone and it is now in euros, hell, the menu del dia could be 500 trillion zimbabwe dollars, even that doesn’t matter, as long as I can do the same exact job and earn 500 trillion zimbabwe dollars in 6 minutes.

So you see, the price and the currency do not matter, what matters is how long I have to do the same work, to buy the same meal.

If I have to work 12 minutes, my standard of living just dropped by half.

If I have to work an hour, my standard of living dropped by 90%

If I am, as I was there, earning a lot of money compared to the average guy on the street, well, that is a personal problem.

If however we start talking about the average man on the street having to work ten times as long to buy the same meal, then that is economic collapse.

Again, it has nothing whatsoever to do with what the currency is, or who issues it.

Logically, it suddenly starts to look very much like the RIAA, they do not bring anything that is absolutely required to the table, they are just there to take their cut of every single transaction.

What we should have, in a sane and logical society, is this;

  1. A transaction bank layer, they do nothing but process payments and transactions, but they can do currency exchange, no loans, no savings, no monetary control.
  2. A savings and loan bank layer, they do nothing but savings and loans, no transactions, no monetary control.
  3. A monetary control bank layer, all they do is issue currency and control its supply, no transactions, no exchange, no loans, no savings.

Of course, none of these layers should be permitted ANY links or connections of any kind to any other layer, not even through ten layers of offshore shell holding companies and shadow directorships or even investments or stocks, if you own shares in a transaction bank you cannot own shares in a savings and loan bank, if you try, those shares are confiscated and sold on the open market.

Nor should any of these layers be allowed to partake in fractional reserve banking, the transaction layer doesn’t need to, it can make money charging 50c on every transaction, and the savings and loan layer should not be allowed to, you can only loan an amount equivalent to your savings.

While we are at it, we can talk about that *other* monetary system, stocks and shares, that only needs one rule, if you buy a stock, you cannot sell it before 1,000 days are up, and stocks themselves cannot be traded or uses as security or collateral for anything else, as that would make them like money… see…

Of course, at a stroke, 95% of the “economy” of the City of London would vanish overnight, which means 75% of UK “economy” would vanish overnight, but, nothing of value would be lost, quite the contrary.

Which brings us back to bitcoin, linden dollars, and the like.

Now, I am not going to sit here and claim that central bankers are all kind hearted philanthropic geniuses with our best interests at heart, that isn’t true.

But, neither are they all robber barons.

No matter how they got there, they found themselves in charge of the poisoned chalice, and the chalice became poisoned when electronics gave rise to computers which gave rise to a global network of electronic, virtual, currencies.

It isn’t just out of control, in its present form it is uncontrollable.

A civil war and bodies lying in the streets are preferable, from this perspective, to Greece, or anyone else, leaving the Euro.

Why, because the Euro was a step on the way to regaining control, not because it is a Euro, but because it is a unified currency.

Shades of why I keep saying the only answer is devaluation, it’s out of control, devaluation and issuing a “new euro” delays the out of control moment.

Yes, bit coin IS as valid in theory as the Euro or US$, and that IS the problem, it cannot be allowed to be, or you might as well bring back ALL the pre-Euro national currencies, and that can’t be allowed, because the uncontrollable system that is our money markets would collapse, and China and India have all the gold, and they can issue a gold backed currency into that vacuum, and we can’t.

China is spreading its bets, it owns vast amounts of physical gold, vast amounts of us treasury bucks, and vast amounts of digital fiat currency QE, doesn’t matter which way the tree falls, they have a hand in the game.

mp3 killed the music industry, because it gave us utility and exposed the sham, last year the global music industry revenues were 20 billion US$

the computer gaming industry for the same period had global revenues of 66 billion US$

You wanna be the manger for the next Miley Cyrus or the next Gordon Freeman?

Better the proles think that the bankers are all stupid bloodsucking leeches and vampires than they know the truth, the bankers are all sat in the control room of a reactor about to melt its way through to China, fucking crapping themselves, and doing anything and everything they can to try and prevent a total meltdown.

You should watch bitcoin as avidly as anyone who had anything to do with the music industry should have watched napster.

Invest in it? Hell no, that’s like betting the bookies a thousand bucks at 1:1000 (not 1000:1) odds you’ll be dead this time next year, even if you win, you lose.

Opinions, I got a million of em…

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: — wimminz @ 11:31 am

Advice, if you ask me for advice, and I give it, and you take it, you are a fucking idiot.

*YOU* are *the* expert on the ground at the sharp end where the rubber meets the road in *your* life, and *you* will be the one bearing all the future consequences of your decisions.

Having said that, if you come to me for advice, and you treat what I say correctly, which is just another opinion, another perspective, another sounding board, eg tools that might perhaps allow you to sift and sort the data you have, then maybe it has some worth.

So please don’t ask me for advice, I don’t want the responsibility… if you want my opinion, fine, ask away..

I was asked what I would do if I had US$ 250,000 in the bank, my answer was I’d take 90% of it out and either buy some LAND, not property / buildings but land, or stockpile shit that does not go off but that I can sell piecemeal, like reels of armoured electrical wire, EP140 lube, etc

But, that is just my opinion, and it is an easy one to give, I got no skin in that game, not in the US, don’t hold any bucks, certainly don’t have quarter of a mill in the bank, etc etc.

So, anyway, moving on… had an email from J

Amongst other things, he says he senses a lot of pain in what I write, can’t argue with that, and shades of the old biker limping down the road as he walks to buy some smokes or milk or whatever, he got no time for the bullshit from the new bikers and born again bikers who haven’t fallen off and hurt themselves and who think they are 2 wheeled ninjas immune and invulnerable and basically too fucking good and cool to fuck up.

Pain ain’t a bad, thing, it is life’s way of telling you that you are not as smart and competent and aware of your surroundings as you thought you were…

J says “You are not saying you don’t have those normal feelings like anyone else, you are only saying that to treat blue pill feelings like they connect to reality will hurt you more in the long run than looking at women for how they really are.” Bingo.

See, I’m only human, I cannot stop myself having these feelings, so I have to learn that I cannot trust these feelings, it’s the same with an alky or a junkie, or even anyone who ever gave up or tried and failed to give up smoking.

Within an hour your own brain is literally lying to you, sneaking all sorts of reasons into your thought processes about how and why just one single smoke right now isn’t not giving up, it is actually going to help you giving up, cos look at you now bro, your head ain’t working properly and you’re obsessing about smokes, best to have just the one now and get rid of the craving, hell, cutting down is a step in the right direction, you don’t *have* to go cold turkey to give up, etc etc.

Now you have civil war inside your own head and body, one aspect of your personality in a battle for supremacy with another aspect of it.

Civil war inside your head is not good.

Of course, it was fostered by your whole approach to the task being bullshit.

You got basically 2 options.

1/ Go cold turkey, stop dead, this is appropriate only if your intention is to give up for life, and you don’t actually enjoy smoking, you are just addicted.

2/ Cut back, it is still unhealthy, but if you cut consumption by 80% then it is only doing 20% of the damage to your health that it was, and this is appropriate if you actually enjoy the odd smoke, but know you smoke too much.

Choosing the wrong approach for the wrong ends is certain failure.

If you enjoy the odd smoke, then a nicotine patch is still feeding the nicotine craving and keeping it alive, while denying you the pleasure of the odd smoke.

If you are going to limit yourself to a certain level, then you can say OK, 4 small cigars a day, or 10 roll ups a day, no more tailor mades with all the chemical additives, or only Virginia tobacco, or whatever, the point is you get selective…. the guy who limits himself to 4 small snifters of cognac a day might still be an alcoholic, but he won’t have a drinking problem per se (drink driving notwithstanding)

That is what a lot of this blog is about, I like to stick my dick in cunt, I like fucking, I like kinky dirty sex.

I can no more avoid wimminz than a smoker can avoid walking past a tobacconist or other people with tobacco in their pockets or smoke in their hands.

It is a strategy, not a target or a goal.

A strategy makes it harder for your own brain to lie to you and deceive you, if you are goal oriented and you give in and have just that one smoke two days in after trying to quit your head says there you go that was a waste of time, here you are back at square one, and boy did you enjoy that smoke anyway (which is true) and life suck at the moment, so maybe you should have tried to quit next week and not this, hey, that sounds like a plan…

A strategy says ok, you had a smoke, and you enjoyed it, and you also managed to cut down, and smoke only when you enjoyed it rather than automatically, good man, keep it up.

A goal will see you throwing all your smokes in the bin, then suffering, then saying fuckit and dashing off to the 24 hour shop at midnight for more smokes.

A strategy will see you putting the smokes and lighter in one inconvenient place, say on top of a kitchen cabinet, if you want a smoke you must go there, replace the smokes where they came from in top of the cabinet, and stand there and enjoy the smoke.

The goal attempts to deny the blue pill in you, the strategy accepts it is there and it is going to stay there, but, smoking now has to be a conscious decision to get up and walk to the kitchen and reach up and stand there, not an automatic unthinking response.

In life, strategies teach you lessons and modify your behaviour over time, goals do not.

Answer me this, wimminz behaviour, the hamster wheel, rationalisations, all the aspects of AWALT behaviour, does it fit the goal oriented model or the strategy oriented model?

The blue pill shit we as men were all brought up with, grow up to be an x and get married and have kids and a house and so on, is that something you obtain via strategy over time or just a lot of goals.

Buying 5 x $1 lottery tickets every day is goal oriented. You want the fucking prize.

Putting 5 x $1 in a jar every day, because your strategy is you cut your smoking down so you save 5 bucks a day, and then at the end of the week treating yourself to a new video game or a steak dinner or saving it for a month to buy a PC component or something else, you try to walk towards the fucking prize, doesn’t matter if the target moves, as long as you face towards it and keep walking you are hunting.

Sailing, as in wind power ONLY, and trying to get from A to B, it is a great teacher, but you have to be able to take the required time out from life to be able to learn those lessons, not everyone can take a month off to sail only 500 miles cos that’s how wind and tide and weather worked out.

But nobody needs time off to play in their own head, it is there 24/7, so use it.

As J says ” Like: Is it is too much to ask to have a woman love and appreciate you in a human way? ”

And the answer is of course yes, but it shouldn’t be, and everything you were ever taught about this subject by society is a fucking lie.

If you work on goals you are doomed either way, you become just another wimminz or niggerz, but if you are strategy oriented then it is a question that never gets old, because every time you ask it you observe some other detail that you had not previously noted, either in the present or in some buried memories.

J says “Often when I am reading what you write, it seems to resurrect past dealings I have had with women, and push unpleasant occasions directly into the forefront of my mind. Spooky. Only now am I old enough I guess to be able to handle the fucked up thing my girlfriend or sister or mother said or did  all those years ago, and really accept what it means about all the others too”

and that’s the secret, to gain that ability, first you have to survive that shit, to live long enough to gain enough experience etc.. if you are goal oriented you’ll just keep making the same mistakes, over and over and over.

Strategy.. well, strategy will make you laugh your ass off, because it means you weren’t the first fucker to live long enough to work this shit out and gain the experience and equanimity, and there is a long line of men going back into history and prehistory, and they worked this shit out too, and their attitudes were the same, fuck you if I should stay silent to save you from being offended, and fuck you if you think I’m taking any responsibility for it.

I am prepared to bet my left testicle there was an ancient Greek equivalent to “What do you mean, WE, asshole, you got a mouse in your pocket or something”

Sadly what we do not have today is an equivalent to the ancient Roman saying, “In Ceasar’s day, you’d have been chained to an oar.”

 

January 6, 2014

you lit and smoked a cigarette

Filed under: Wimminz — wimminz @ 12:52 pm

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2534469/Jailed-Mother-21-stabbed-boyfriend-didnt-call-two-hours-casually-smoked-cigarette-blood-soaked-body.html

I believe I’ll have another beer.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: — wimminz @ 12:03 pm

That always used to be the standard answer to anyone who said to me something along the lines of “everyone needs something to believe in”

But this is all about BELIEF.

Broadly, there are two (and  half) types of belief;

1/The kind of belief where you are quite happy to discuss all of your belief quite openly with anyone who asks.

2/
The kind of belief where you are not happy to discuss all your belief quite openly with anyone who asks.

(The other half type is the type who tries to get you to agree with their beliefs)

In reality, nobody on the planet holds one belief at a time, we all hold dozens and dozens, and in true Alice in Wonderland fashion, you don’t have to dig too deep to find mutually exclusive and contradictory beliefs in one person.

Beliefs then are like facets, one gemstone can have many facets, and depending on circumstances one or another facet is rotated to the fore.

Beliefs are not confined to religion, they apply to all things, from beliefs about human nature to beliefs about physics to belief about nature to belief about computers and so on and so forth, and yes, religion and spirituality are in there too.

Type 1 beliefs (in blue above) are easy for others to deal with, this is for example the competent mechanic who is quite happy to explain and discuss any aspect of mechanics with a customer, the customer may not share or agree with the mechanics beliefs, sheeit, there’s thousands of miles left in those brakes yet, but this disagreement does not influence the mechanic to change or modify his beliefs, or to change or modify how he expresses them, listen mate, you had the best of these brake pads, you’re into the time where the remaining life goes quickly and they start damaging the disks and not working as well as they should, notably in emergency conditions, your car is here anyway, the pads aren’t that much in money, I think you should change them, but, UP TO YOU… shrugs

Type 2 beliefs (in red above) are hard for others to deal with, this is mainly because you do not put all your cards on the table, you put some down, claim you are the expert mechanic, take it leave it, or worse still, I already went ahead and did it, and threw away the old parts, now here is the fucking bill.

If you find yourself gravitating towards the whole swinging / fucking scene, you will of course come across Feminazism, which is of course a type 2 belief, what I like about the swinging scene is the feminazi wimminz there are far more willing to expose more attitude about their type 2 beliefs than the wimminz in mainstream life, it still is not up for discussion and it still is not frank and open, but they will state out loud their beliefs with much less restraint than you get elsewhere, ergo, they are being more honest about their beliefs.

I could show you pictures of some of these women, and I guarantee, sex on fucking legs, phwoar, but that is just the visual stuff and the monkey hind-brain in mating / porn mode.

Then I could show you things they have said, “unguarded” as it were, as the attention from the niggerz wanting to fuck them makes them feel empowered, and I guarantee, 99.9% of all that sexual attraction vanishes, because the beliefs they express are so incompatible with reality.

It’s not so much the individual words, claiming it as a historical fact that men have always oppressed wimminz, it is the sentiment oh so clearly expressed between the lines, it is, to state it plainly, sectarian, they are talking about “Men” in the same way that Sunni and Shia talk about each other, or Catholics and Protestants in NI, etc etc etc.

To be clear here, this is why I have always been at pains to use terms like wimminz vs women, niggerz vs men, etc, I am not sectarian towards all female human beings, I am however sectarian towards all human beings, both male and female, who are indulging in such sectarian beliefs about men as can be labelled Feminazism.

AWALT is not a statement of immutable physical fact, such as saying that fish cannot ride a bicycle, AWALT is however an observation of a (practically) universally held and false belief system, moreover,  type 2 belief system, not open to discussion or challenge… Not that long ago everyone knew for a fact that the world was flat, then we knew that if you travelled faster than a galloping horse you would suffocate, then we knew that man could not fly, etc etc

If you wish to be pedantic AWALT does not apply, in 100% of cases, to All Women Are Like That, just 99.9%, but, and this is for sure, All WIMMINZ Are Like That, and what makes a Woman into a Wimminz, why, the prevalent belief systems of society.

Whenever I see the logo and advertising for the charity “Save the Children”, I always think “Fuck the Children”, but we have as a society another set of beliefs about the sanctity of children, we don’t act on it consistently, as any father who has been through secret family courts knows, but we profess that we believe.. type 2

As I said, everyone carries around *many* beliefs simultaneously.

One of the ones we are now questioning here in the UK, is the belief that all mothers should be paid from the public purse a standard amount per child, called “child support”

Many people “believe” that even questioning child support is wrong, just think of the children.

Others, who see our financial straits, and now trying to take a middle road, because another belief system kicks in, the one that defines what they themselves see as them being seen as reasonable and decent, so they talk about limiting it to a maximum of two children, but only applying to the future born, not to existing mothers.

Almost nobody has enough type 1 belief in themselves and their own moral compass to sit here and say, as I am quite happy to, fuck the children, they wanted them, let them raise them, and if they cannot, then the child can fucking starve to death, not my fucking problem.

And because this is a type 1 belief I am happy to explain, and touch and share on other beliefs, it’s not the principle of child welfare that I object to, it is the implementation, it is done in such a was as to encourage skank ho single mommies, and THAT, you see, is NOT in the best interests of those children.

When wimminz, and bosses, and the system and secret family courts and po-lice and other assorted assholes have come to me, as they do to everyone in life, and presented me with a “choice”, where that “choice” has always been to go along with what they want and be seen as a reasonable person and a team player, or, be their enemy, I have a serious character flaw, because every single time, despite what my intellect tells me I should do, I turn around and say “Fuck You, and the horse you rode in on.”

You see, they just exposed themselves to me as a sectarian, and ultimately a sectarian will only accept either your agreement or your destruction, there is no middle ground, you are either with us, or you are against us.

Fine, I’ll choose against you, and that isn’t even based on the subject in question, hell, I may even agree with the subject in question, but one of my own personal other beliefs is that anyone who chooses to put me in a position where I must choose to be either for them or against them is not someone who I will be sharing or discussing any beliefs with, in fact they won’t have any type 1 beliefs, it will all be type 2.

There is no room for me as an individual to learn or grow, only to conform.

This is why I ended up saying fuck you all to the secret family courts system, and end up with zero contact of any kind with my sons, it’s not because I do not care for them, it is because I cannot possibly do them or myself any good by submitting to type 2 beliefs, I would become, like the single skank ho mommies who expressly get pregnant in order to get state handouts and housing, an abuser of children, because preventing children from exposure to type 1 beliefs is worse, in my book, than seeing them starve to death in the gutter.

Kids dying in the gutter is not infectious to society as a whole.

Kids dying in the gutter is self limiting, because it is where the rubber meets the road and beliefs meet reality, and type 1 beliefs will adapt to suit reality, and type 2 beliefs will not merely deny reality, but making it illegal to even discuss reality.

I have lived in Africa, I have been the sole white boy, and I have seen not just racism, but tribalism.2650589184_885150b268

I have had both black and white niggers (with an s) here in thee west try and tell me all about racism, but they don’t know shit about racism, or tribalism, all they know shit about is type 2, which is….

… racism is saying you ain’t and good as me and you never will be because you are  (insert definition her) and I am not, and so you should never have a higher position in society or status than me, you are not my equal, you are beneath me.

… tribalism is not racism, tribalism is not you are beneath me, it is you are cattle, you dare to walk on your hind legs around me, you only live and breathe by my own charity.

Guess which one sectarianism, type 2 beliefs, is closer to.

Team Red and Team Blue.

If both share the same sort of belief system, a type 2 sectarian one, then you are going to either have permanent hostilities or genocide, there isn’t a third way.

If one side holds a type 1 sectarian belief system, IN RESPONSE to the other side’s type 2 sectarian belief system, then there is a third way, when the type 2 sectarian belief system goes the same way as beliefs in a flat earth, or everything revolving around earth, but nothing short of reality will eradicate that type 2 sectarian belief system, and it won’t be pretty.

I can take a sectarian attitude towards the wimminz and niggerz, because they take a sectarian attitude towards me as a man, my attitude is not towards them, but towards their belief system. My type 1 vs their type 2

It doesn’t matter WHAT the actual belief is, it is type 1 vs type 2

type 1 belief that men always oppressed women etc etc, ok, we can discuss that, because it is not a sectarian belief system, that I must be either for or against YOU, because of your beliefs.

It ain’t for me to fix, as a commenter said in a newspaper, we didn’t start the fucking fire, don’t expect us to put it out.

Which worries me.

Because I see a LOT of blogs and guys talking about 2014 being the cusp of change and we are winning and attitudes are changing and so on.

See above, just because some sectarian type 2 belief system wimminz/niggerz starts singing out of tune, doesn’t mean they are not still, just as much as ever, the enemy of everything that is type 1.

Just because someone agrees with you and starts to fight for your side, or so they claim, doesn’t mean they are not still your fucking enemy.

Leopards do not change their spots.

type 2 belief system people do not become type 1, they remain type 2 until they die…. or in rare exceptions something literally life altering happens to them.

We are still, mainly, eg >90% of individuals, raising mini wimminz and mini niggerz, it is way way way too early to be celebrating or relaxing or thinking the waters are not still fucking rising.

If we stopped, today, en masse, breeding and raising mini wimminz and mini niggers, it’s gonna take 60/70 years before they are mainly all gone, and a minimum of 30 years until they are in the minority in society.

You want gradual peaceful change with society largely staying intact?
Plan on the water rising for another 30 years, and in the year 2045 THEN fuckers can claim we are turning the corner.

You want it sooner than that? It’s isn’t going to be pretty.

too many type2, not enough type 1.

DMJ and guys like him, I *want* you to be right, I have more reason than you to want you to be right, simply because I have less time left on the planet.

But wanting you to be right is just another belief system, and sadly, it isn’t one that withstands any rigorous analysis, it is CERTAINLY far too early to be changing personal policies and attitudes, based on no more than noises, from what is after all a type 2 sectarian group.

Hell, every guy *wants* to be loved, but letting your guard down just because someone *claims* that they could love you or might love you or might learn to love you, or might learn to stop hating you, is bullshit.

THERE IS NO FORGIVENESS WITHOUT
CONTRITION AND ATONEMENT.

If there is no contrition and atonement then it is just type 2 belief, they don’t really believe what they did was wrong.

Show me the ACTS of contrition and the ACTS of atonement (and maybe you fuckers better learn the definition of those words) that you have actually completed, and the others that are a work in progress, and then, and only then, we can talk.

No promises, no accolades, no applause, just talk.

Wake the fuck up guys.

January 4, 2014

Godzilla – shit happens.

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , — wimminz @ 4:21 pm

I have always maintained that it is no mere coincidence that the Nips got nuked twice in WW2 and later come out with a plethora of atomic monsters, headed by Godzilla.

Rich irony then that the Fukushima reactor was a commercial US jobbie and not a home grown one or a russ or french design.radiation

It is with no wonder or surprise that I see that the blogosphere is rich with ongoing stories about Fukushima, and indeed elevated ambient levels of radiation across the US mainland.

I enclose again an image I have posted before, image is a link to full size version.

I was just reading a piece about a medical doctor in the USA who told a patient that he thought the recent increased levels of thyroid problems in children in his practice was related to Fukushima.

Really?

Might as well ask the guy in the Godzilla costume, it would be as relevant, accurate and scientifically sound.

As in, the medical doctor is far more qualified than the guy in the Godzilla costume to diagnose and treat thyroid illnesses in children, that’s why one has a licence to practice medicine of children and the other one doesn’t, but both are equally unqualified to state anything at all about radiation sources, spread, exposure and poisoning, which is why neither of them are licensed to practice nuclear engineering.

It reminded me of a party I was at a while ago, there was a senior nuclear medicine guy there, and a guy who had recently retired from the UK nuclear industry, and who had even worked at Dounreay (one of the now defunct UK fast breeders) where “worked at” meant one of the top scientists who still isn’t really allowed to talk about anything much.

The Dounreay guy is someone I always make a point of talking to on the rare occasions we meet, so anyway, we were all there, and certain metallic isotopes came up, namely caesium (bad, if you are a blogosphere type) and thorium (good, if you etc etc) and talk of thorium pebble bed reactors and so forth.

What is really all boils down to in truth is this;

1/ there are several different sorts of “radiation”, when talking about nuclear radiation, rather than just the electromagnetic spectrum, you tend to not get just the one sort from isotope X, you tend to get a mixture.

2/ broadly speaking, if you want to generate power, you want heat, because broadly speaking (there are exceptions to every case) a power plant is just a big kettle and steam turbine, you just use nukes to boil the water instead of coal or oil or gas.

3/ broadly speaking, ionising radiation is easier to shield than gamma rays etc, broadly speaking a couple of sheets of paper will stop alpha particles (electrons) but beta particles (protons and neutrons etc) are much nastier because they change what they hit, shame if that is human tissue, and they penetrate paper like it wasn’t there, and of course gamma rays are the proverbial light through a window when it comes to mere matter.

4/ broadly speaking, the more heat you want, and you want a *lot* to make a decent sized kettle, the more energetic and prominent all the above are, and all of the above are really by products of the heat you want, they are *not* the method used to heat the water in the kettle, the nuclear material does that, it is simple thermal conduction that does 99.99% of the water heating in the kettle, the trouble is if you put the kettle directly on to this nuclear hob, the beta radiation, which is really proton and neutron bombardment, tends to make the kettle radioactive, and the water in it, and the gamma rays won’t be too healthy either, so 95% of reactor design is all about letting the “good” heat energy out while keeping the “bad” radiation in.

So anyway, this party, the nuclear medicine guy was talking about there is more thorium than we could ever use, free energy, blah blah blah, so the Dounreay guy says sadly it is not as simple as that, *I* can tell you how a plane flies, I literally could not design one from scratch to save my life, but nuclear medicine guy isn’t having any of it, and starts blabbing.

Dounreay guys tell him, I am sure you are eminently qualified in your field, which is nuclear medicine, and if I have cancer I’d be delighted to be treated by you, but your knowledge of nuclear physics is actually considerably less than zero, because the 0.01% of the subject that you are aware of, and have some expertise in, leads you to think you know enough to even have an opinion about the other 99.99% of the field, and my good man, you do not.

BTW I have had long talks with Dounreay guy, very interesting man indeed, building nuclear kettles is no problem whatsoever, so in theory there is as much energy there as we could ever want, the problem is the kettles get radioactive themselves, and so you need a system for dealing with that scrap, even that isn’t a problem (see banana in the chart above) the problem is the system that deals with that scrap will eventually itself become contaminated, and people have unrealistic demands about THAT layer that make the whole thing a non starter.

Commercial fusion power plants? I asked him. He said we couldn’t build another Dounreay today even if we wanted to, and a fusion plant would be to Dounreay as Dounreay is to a small commercial GE reactor.  Look at steam, boilers started on land, eventually they got good enough to go in ships, eventually they got good enough and small enough to go in locomotives, building a fusion plant today is like trying to build a steam powered aircraft.

We aren’t smart enough, hence ITER and CERN etc.

This, however, isn’t about the future of nuclear power.

This, is about Godzilla, which is the monster created to embody all our fears, and all our fears are based on ignorance, and there are none more ignorant on any given subject than those who have some level of skill and knowledge in another field, and who assume their competence in that field is any kind of positive factor when it comes to any other field, when in fact it is a strong negative indicator.

My original trade was marine engineering, and I sort of drifted into IT 30 years ago, my skill, competence and experience in those fields is the worst possible indicator of my ability to make any sort of judgement whatsoever about for example aircraft design and flight, even though many of the same tools, fasteners and physical laws and materials are at play.

Subconsciously, we all know this, we are out of control, literally, it has been hundreds of years since it was possible for one man, even a genius,  to know as much of 50% of everything that was known.

Hence Godzilla, *because* they got nuked, the monster under the bed and in the shadows that was never seen in our nightmares became flesh and walked in daylight for the Nips.

Fukushima, Chernobyl, 3 Mile, Nagasaki…. shit happens.

The very definition of evolution, whether it be biological or scientific or technological, embodies the fundamental principle that for every birth there is a death, and it is this birth and death transition that allows the evolution to happen.

The only other option is extinction as a species, and the game itself will carry on without us, we can play, or not play, but we do not own the ball, the field, or make the rules.

Even if ALL the worst case blogobullshit about Fukushima holds true (or man made global warming H^H^H^ climate change, etc etc etc) so what?

Compared to all the other shit going down on a daily basis all over the world, it’s just another thing, not even a very big thing, unless you happen to be one of the unlucky ones.

It’s just lost in the background radiation, eat a banana a year, live within 50 miles of an operating nuke power plant for a year, or sleep in a bed with two other prople for a year, all the same doses of radiation. 0.1 uSv

Fly from NY to LA once, or live in a stone brick or concrete building for a year, same dose. 70 uSv

Live in your own body (internal radiation from the Potassium isotopes in your body) for one year, or one week in Fukushima exclusion zone, same dose.  390 uSv

etc etc

Meanwhile you’re eating phthalate wrapped foods, smoking, drinking, crashing cars, falling down stairs, rock climbing, riding pushbikes in the city traffic.

Godzilla>

Give me a fucking break, the REALLY scary fucking monster is ignorance, coupled with decisions made pandering to or exploiting it.

January 3, 2014

Rosie, Julie + Jim

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , — wimminz @ 1:20 pm

The names have been changed to protect the guilty.

Jim used to start the day by arriving at the bar with his newspaper and ordering a coffee or three.

Jim had a thing about his newspaper, he insisted on being the first to read it, if someone else picked it up, he would go and buy a new one.

If he saw a story he wanted to share he would either read it to you, or finish the paper and then show it to you so you could read it yourself.

Each newspaper each day was of course but one of many identical ones in the shop, and to be strictly correct there was no way to tell if the shop staff had read any of it first, hell, I have seen people deliberately open his paper to page 4 and read something close it and put it back as it was, while Jim went to the toilet, and he would come back and quite happily read his newspaper, believing he was the first, while the guy who read page 4 grinned at everyone else.Internet_dating_2

Apart from the change of name, that is a true story, and presented as such, and I am not saying Jim was right or wrong, or normal or obsessive, or anything else, I am just observing the fact that if he knew someone else had read any of his paper, he would go and buy a new one.

I never discussed with Jim if he only ever fucked virgins, so I cannot even speculate.

Rosie is a girl I met in a cafe, I was sitting at one table having a coffee, she was sitting at another table having a coffee, we looked at each other, you can guess the rest, we fucked for a few days and went our separate ways, all I know about Rosie’s sexual history is she was not a virgin when we met.

Julie is a girl I met on a swinging / fucking site, one of the features of many such sites is users can leave what amount to endorsements of other users, eg I met X in the flesh and we fucked, so even if each such endorsement = only 1 fuck, unlikely, and there were no fucks that did not have an endorsement, even more unlikely, you could arrive at a minimum cock count for Julie.

Julie and Rosie are about the same age, Julie has a lifetime cock count that must be IRO 300, Rosie, well, we just don’t know do we, if you asked Rosie an OK Cupid question like “do you think having had 14 sexual partners is low / high / normal?” well quite apart from the fact that the number is skewed anyway, choice wise, I mean, what the fuck would Julie say… “low”? yeah, and then some. Julie blew 50 guys in one night one time. Where does a lifetime cock count of 14 fit into that.

BTW, all those guys who advocate going with whores, but who also talk about wimminz are useless after the 3rd cock, well, whores will do that in a day, day in, day out, it won’t be a year of going crazy like Julie, it will be a career, 1,000 cocks a year, been a whore for 10 years, you do the math, 10,000, just do not ever tell me anything about high cock counts = unfuckable…. 10,000 cocks and rising say otherwise.

Rosie, well, she is going to say it (14) is about average.

Rosie and Julie are wimminz, not newspapers, even so….

Speaking personally, Julie I have time for, I knew the cock count going in, no rude surprises there for me. She can never even begin to claim or pretend or act like the blushing bride wannabe with a lifetime cock count so low she thinks 14 is high, or average, maybe…

Rosie is the one, Julie you know for a fucking fact from the cock count, she is a slut and it ain’t never gonna get any better than that, Rosie, well, you just don’t know do you.

Bit like Jim and his paper, and anything and everything you don’t know, you have a potential unwelcome surprise when you find out whatever it was you didn’t know.

I speak from personal experience.

The integer 1 is a sufficiently great number, when representing the difference between the cock count you THOUGHT was true, and the one you later find out is the new alleged truth, not because 3 to 4 before me makes a whole heap of difference, but because of who the previously omitted one was, and boy, it was pretty fucking obvious why that one was omitted.

It’s like the image above (yes, I have used it before) why did the guy walk away, she got a 5* rating from 13,400 users, what’s not to like?

You’d rather go with someone who claimed 14 was average for a lifetime cock count?

I’ve deflowered virgins, and fucked grannies, and everything in between, nothing but nothing but nothing makes a difference to how a cunt feels except pregnancy / childbirth (even a caesarian delivery won’t help this one, trust me fellas) and obesity, see the connection between obesity and pregnancy, both make the cunt slacker / sloppier, vaginal birth doesn’t actually make a huge extra difference.

Sloppy cunts don’t bother me, you can always ram it up their ass and box their ears so they clench if you want tight but can’t find a slim wimminz who was never either pregnant or overweight…. lrfh

Finding a wimminz who has never either been overweight or pregnant is probably rarer now than finding a virgin, virgins are overweight.

So 14 vs 300 or 10,000 or 13,400, really doesn’t make a lot of difference, it all feels about the same, has the same utility, has the same value outside of sex (subzero)

I’ve bought used cars with 180k (miles) on the clock…. doesn’t bother me.

Only time I get bothered is if some cunt has “clocked” it, so it reads a lot less miles than it has actually done, not because of the difference in value (assuming the 180k is wound back to 125k, the difference in value isn’t a lot) but because you tried to con me and take me for a cunt.

If you *really* clocked the fucker and put it back to 75k AND changed the plates and look to claim it was 3 years old and not 9, then you got serious problems if you expect to be able to stand up on your hind legs and talk to me like an equal.

Jim had his thing, I have mine.

January 2, 2014

Here comes the mirror man…

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 11:54 am

It’s one of the truisms of the men’s world nowadays that whenever a guy describes his story with the psycho ex in great detail, out of the woodwork come a bunch of other guys who are all OMFG, I feel like you have been spying on my with concealed cameras in my home for the past seven years, because you just described EXACTLY what I had…

Yeah, wimminz all be unique little snowflakes… not.

So sooner or later you realise the wimminz play-book has only a limited number of tactics in it, and you can soon learn them all, and then spot them all.

The guy feeling like he is all WTF I don’t understand what is going on there must be something but she won’t tell me what and I do not UNDERSTAND this because literally one minute it was fucking great and next thing I know for no reason that I can see or discern it’s like I don’t exist… bwaaa…

.. is one of them.

You have all felt it and been there.

It is quite excusable, the FIRST time you experience it first hand, to give a fuck, and to want to know what is wrong and what you can do to fix whatever it is, because you have no fucking clue… this is after all a man’s nature, to fix things and understand things.

It’s not like she has told you you are through and go FOAD, so you know where you stand.

Giving that fuck is however extremely dangerous, it can and does quite easily lead to escalating drama and consequences down the line, life changing ones for you, possibly even life ending… certainly false accusations and the abduction of any children you have with her, this shit is really only a matter of when, not if.

Not giving the fuck is what happens when you learn it is just play #x in the wimminz play-book.

But.

Men being men, they still want to understand, so here is your explanation.

To a guy, you can introduce the concept of a “sandbox“, a figurative word to describe a situation where you have a thing going on in life, and that thing, like the sand in a kid’s sandbox, is kept contained and constrained within its strictly defined boundaries, so as not to contaminate everything else.

Tell him to sandbox his work, or his drinking, or whatever, and gets it and is fine with that.

Try to introduce this concept to a wimminz, and the first thing you get is wonder, and then their heads assplode and bits of hamster wheel and toilet roll go flying everywhere, because they can never actually grasp the idea of having one thing that is kept entirely separate from the rest of their lives.

Proper masculine men *can* make great engineers and lawyers and coders and so on, because of this, for the duration of the exercise they can set aside what they ACTUALLY know, and pretend to work with only what is inside the sandbox knowledge.

I personally know of several instances of chains of small groups of people that were specifically set up to reverse engineer a patented product and come up with something that did the same job but that was patent free, that all failed spectacularly because one wimminz or one wimminz and her beta niggerz in the teams failed at sand-boxing, and the end product was a litigation nightmare.

I knew a guy once, years ago, he was a truly great liar, not because he could convince anyone that his lies were truth, but because every time you picked a hole in one of his lies, he just told another lie to fill it, and he could keep this shit up for hours, so long you forgot the original premise and even the will to live.

Contrast this with a wimminz, who will quite quickly just lose it and start shouting at you for not believing her, and then going silent and not answering any new questions, or giving the same answers as she gave already.

Wimminz can’t sandbox, and they know this, instinctively.

So, to get back to the thing that started all this, some poor bastard stood there in confusion and going all WTF???!!!??? And if he is unlucky giving a fuck, and if he is experienced enough at the wimminz play-book not giving a fuck.

If I steal 5 bucks from your wallet, I *know* I stole 5 bucks from your wallet, I cannot remove that knowledge from my head, and so I cannot perfectly mimic the guy stood next to me, who did not steal 5 bucks from your wallet, doesn’t know fuck all about 5 bucks, or your wallet, and doesn’t much give a fuck either way, as long as nobody is pointing the finger at him.

I, being the one who knows he stole your 5 bucks, am anxious to avoid any probing questioning, and specifically any further answers that might arise out of my answers to those questions, the guy next to me, he doesn’t give a fuck.

The wimminz, knowing instinctively that she cannot sandbox, acts like the guy who stole 5 bucks, they will avoid the potentially unpleasant and embarrassing situation, and all the questions that arise.

They cannot sandbox, so they are not going anywhere near letting the guy know WTF was going on with regards to him, because they know that will open the door to other stuff, stuff that they do NOT want to discuss with him, or have him know, or have him question her about.

Now, I am not saying that this necessarily tells you whatever it was that was her real reason, specifically, so you can’t take this and say OK, this is proof she is fucking some other guy, that isn’t what it is at all, it could just as easily, and in fact is more likely, to be the case that whatever she was or is doing now, it is incompatible with and mutually exclusive to, something that she previously told you about herself.

That *might* be that she is fucking some other guy, or it might be that she works checkout at walmart and doesn’t sell real estate like she claimed, or the dead husband who was going to babysit the wombturds so she could come see you ain’t dead, he just had to work extra, and the imaginary babysitter of course couldn’t cover, or it may even be something a simple that there is something about herself being a fuckup that she doesn’t like, and there is no way to answer your questions without exposing that flaw to you.

The point YOU need to get as a guy, is that this play-book move ALWAYS has the same motive behind it for her, and that is keeping you in the dark about something.

It is more important to her that you do not know X,
than it is important to her to spend time in your company.

That, my friends, is all you need to know.

She would rather not be with you and keep her dirty little secret, than be with you and have her dirty little secret be exposed, and face questioning about it, questions to which she does not have good answers, which leads to more questions, etc etc etc.

Whenever you feel that WTF?!>! moment, or see a brother going through it, that is what is really going on.

So, I have a question for you, specifically for those of you who haven’t truly learned the wimminz play-book yet, and who still give a fuck, even a tiny one.

Why are you giving a fuck about someone to whom keeping their own dirty little secrets is more important than treating you like a decent human being?

What possible positive future or outcome do you hope for?

Push for answers and a resolution and the next thing you know the po-lice will be grabbing you by the collar, slapping the cuffs on, and charging you with harassment and intimidation and abuse.

And you STILL won’t be getting those answers you seek.

I have never yet met a man who had any of those questions answered honestly by the wimminz in question.

I know ONE man who had them answered posthumously when plod knocked on his door to inform him that his ex wife would not be collecting the kids as usual because she was dead, plod didn’t know anything at all about a sister, any sister, or any sibling, as next of kin, much less the sister who the wimminz was visiting every weekend for the past 5 years, 2 years separated and 3 years of marriage. Oh, and by the way, was he aware his ex wife was a swinger, and did he ever swing with her? Plod let him into her (used to be his) house, to get the kids clothes and toys, so he grabbed her laptop and later went through it. Then he found out.

It didn’t make him any wiser though, or tell him any USEFUL data that he had not already been given, simply by the fact that she preferred to keep him in the dark and fed on shit, while he went WTF?

Feel WTF? No freely volunteered info forthcoming from her?

Really, what else do you need to know?

Wimminz understand THAT message both instantly and perfectly.

Why don’t you?

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