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[Frank V.Participant]

I’m an agnostic and an outsider in spite of being raised with church and religious schooling.

I think one of the main reasons that a lot of the younger generation is not interested in church anymore is that church leaders can’t just bluff their way through tough questions with BS anymore. There is a serious problem with trust.

A great example was a young neighbor of mine who quit going to church when he was in his late teens. Instead of being able to ask the pastor or other people in charge about tough questions, he ended up going to the Internet.

That was because if you persist in the wrong questions you often get labeled a troublemaker or come under other pressure to quit rocking the boat. I saw this in church when I was younger and it is a muchbigger problem than most people in the churches even want to admit.

I know I am not imagining it, because a pastor I got to know well (planning on having him over for Thanksgiving, I think of him as 80% MGTOW) told me that he had to fight with the deacons to back off and let the youth ask questions and even “push back” against him. I don’t have to agree with this man to respect him. He said it best:

“If they (youth) don’t get their answers from me or other elders, they will get them somewhere else like the Internet and they won’t come back.”

He’s a middle aged pastor older than me and he is calling the elders “old fogeys with their heads in the sand !”

And that young neighbor who quit going, what was the final straw for him ?

The church had a special guest “pastor” give a big lecture from the pulpit to preach the evils of Islam, telling all sort of insane stories and even impressing the flock with his fluent knowledge of Arabic.

That kid is from the Middle East, he immigrated with his family when he was 5 years old. He speaks fluent Arabic and knew the “pastor” didn’t the moment he opened his mouth. No one would listen to him or his parents about it because a “pastor” said it.

But these days, as my pastor friend points out, you might not have to know a word of Arabic to figure out they are lying.

Frank V.

PS: To make it clear: He told me it wasn’t that the “pastor” spoke Arabic badly, but that it was just pure gibberish that sounded nothing like Arabic.

[Anonymous]

I don’t think the OP understands…

The world has defined us as a hate group. They think we hate women. They do not understand that we avoid women. You absolutely can not identify yourself as mgtow. The best way to operate as MGTOW is non participation as best as possible, and to avoid the topic entirely. If any one asks, you never heard of MGTOW. You can not directly share the red pill knowledge to the blue pill world. They will think you are insane, a loser or seriously misogynistic.

We operate quietly. Men not participating in dating, marriage and reproducing are having a profound effect on society. Typical population replacement rate is 2.1 births per woman. In Japan it is 1.41. In the US it is 1.87.

https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/rankorder/2127rank.html

MGTOW and men living according to the principles of MGTOW are having an effect. Men are not taking up with women, and not having children together. Just relax buddy. At some point, someone is going to read the data, and listen to how men are being destroyed in divorce court, and maybe they will figure out how to fix the situation. The crisis comes when there are not enough workers propping up the Ponzi scheme we all know as Social Security. Young workers are taxed to pay for their retired parents and grandparents. At some point the payout will exceed the pay in. We all paid in and we are guaranteed something. Where’s mine? Oh the solution, in case anyone in charge is reading this? lol

Rescind the rights and privileges we gave women in the 20th century. Remove the women’s right to vote, so they can not vote in politicians who give money away to women. Remove no fault divorce. In 80% of the divorces, women start the divorce process. “I am not happy” is not a reason to divorce a man, leave him homeless, take half of his savings, and saddle him with long term payments. Women are genetically wired to look for a better deal and cheat more often. Remove alimony and child support. When you leave a job, does your former employer continue to pay you? Woman wants a divorce, fine, but she leaves empty handed, and she does not automatically get the children. Make parental alienation a major crime. Fathers are valuable contributors to a child’s upbringing. How is 2 weekends a month even close to equitable or far to children. How easy is it for mothers to tell lies to their children about their fathers the other 26 days of the month? Finally, remove women’s access to the social media websites. A woman’s hypergamy is bad enough, but kept in check by living in a town, living near family, and near all the witnesses to the wedding. You invite all those people to help you keep the marriage together, not for the gifts and cash they all are obligated to bring. No internet, then the pool of available women the woman can reach out to is limited to the immediate area. The risk of having friends and neighbors shaming cheating spouses was very high. With the internet, dating sites and social media, a woman has access to most of the men on the planet, and is able to shop around for Chads at will.

If men knew they would not be assraped in divorce court, or falsely accused of rape, violence and harassment, then they would probably return to having women in their lives. Right now, women are too toxic, and the justice system is tilted in favor of them. In any domestic violence situation, men are taken to jail even if they are the victim of the DV. In divorce, men are overwhelmingly left homeless and unable to see their children, even if the man did nothing to start the divorce.

Sorry to throw all of that at you at once amigo. You need to know why we don’t advertise and why we don’t protest in the streets. By doing nothing, we are far more effective.

[OneLaneOnlyPlsParticipant]

I only started keeping count when Tinder rolled along, as I would screenshot the profile pics etc.

In 3 and half years, final tally was 74. That included either side of a year long relationship. I only did 3 after I ended the relationship, by then the red pills had already start to sink in.

Some of the girls I knew from beginning just wanted sex, like flight attendants, ‘Professional Women’ visiting from interstate, or married women whose husbands were away etc (same as previous type really). Others I tried having relationships with, but these girls had a plethora of c~~~ to choose from on the daily with Tinder, and pretty much told me on numerous occasions.

Each time I met, if I liked them I wanted to see them again, hopefully have relationship etc. However most of them just weren’t looking for that.

Occasionally I would meet one that would last a few months, and I would eventually get jack of it. Just too many red flags. For example, an Irish girl who insisted on being railed whilst her brother and cousin were downstairs watching TV at her place.

The cost of all this? Went thru a small fortune on dates. Eye strain/tired at work because of texting these broads constantly, up late during week listening to mindless shiiit in bed, just for sex. Running around all over Sydney with women, planning ‘fun days out’. STD that knocked me around for a week. Stalked, abused, threatened, when I realized how crazy some were and I ended it. I had little time for myself, and started to resent it (and what I had become).

With Tinder/Bumble, I would often stack 3 in one day, and more often than not I would lay 2. Never 3, because I was always cancelling on one of them. I took holidays from work, just to plow thru Tinder. Was just utter stupid, lost contact with friends, could be financially better off now as well. In a year or so, I should be somewhere back where I want to be financially.

I don’t want to even guess my overall count, before I turned 35.

However I am thankful for it. I would not have found my way here if it wasn’t for that last relationship via Tinder. I look at pussy now as something I would not touch even if the b1tch paid me. Its the mental and the physical, does nothing for me now.

So much wisdom on this place, and branches from it like Leykis. Once taken in, you cannot go back. I talk/treat women very differently now. Not rude, however not accommodating. I just don’t have any time for them.

Greetings,

here a story translated for you. It is about a married woman with a son cheating on her husband. Some parts made me want to vomit. Also, due to the translation some expressions may not make much sense in English. And it can be a bit confusing, since there is a mix of direct and indirect speech, by the interviewed person and the interviewer.

…

Some people look for freedom all their life long, and Sophie found it when she was 25 years old on a house boat in Copenhagen.
She and Max, with whom she was sitting, had already a few drinks in the bar and there was his sentence: „Hi, I am Max, I am a pirate.“
Sophie laughed about it and sat on his lap. „He was a crazy one“, she says, „he wouldn’t care what people think about him.“
They danced. After midnight, Sophie told her friend that today she wouldn’t be sleeping in the hostel.
He showed her his boat. Inside they laid down on the bed. They undressed, felt skin on skin, he penetrated her.

When Sophie woke up the next morning, she felt it. The feeling, that she does not regret this night. The feeling that she does not want to return to Bremen in Germany, where she had a child since a few years and would wear a wedding ring.

Today, about 4 years later, Sophie is telling her story on the phone. Her voice is soft, she is alone in her flat.
She tells stories about her life. She is married, has a son, and is sleeping with other men since years, without telling her husband. Because she wants both: Adventure and family.

Sophie is self-confident, she sings, plays several instruments. After high school she travelled with friends through Europe, they played music in the streets. From France to Italy. “Pure adventure”, says Sophie.
In the Toscana they helped a farmer harvesting, and the farmer let them live on the farm. In the morning Sophie went to buy bread in the village.
While waiting in line at the cashier, she met her husband for the first time. They talked about music, and it so happened that he is playing the piano.
Since then, Sophie was already looking forward in the evening to be waiting at the cashier the next morning. “He seemed so mature, and calm”, says she. “I was not in love like „oh-my-God“, but I felt cared for/safe.”
It took a few more days, and then they were playing guitar on the field. He, a german man being 11 years older than her with a stable job at the opera. And she, travelling. She wanted to „escalate“ once more before going to university.
They went to the restaurant and ate spaghetti. “It was a date, though it was not a date”, she says. “I was really excited, but he gave me security.”
When he was sewing a costume for a party, he wore it with confidence even though he looked awful. She kissed him that night.
The friends kept on travelling, but Sophie stayed behind.
Through nights they were telling stories. Sophie about her thirst for Wanderlust and about how it was to grow up without a father, how it was to be the child in a divorced family. He talked about „arriving“ and past relationships. He said, if she wants, he will be his constant.
They cooked, laughed, pulled the strings of the guitar, and had sex. He experimented little, but she showed him what she liked. “It was not awesome”, she said. “It was beautiful. Unexcited, but solid/stable.”

After 4 months, on a village fair, she met a man, of whom she does not know anything anymore, except that he reminded her that she never was the type for relationships. He was as old as she was and who did not want to know anything about any plans.
They slept together. “This had nothing to do with the other man”, says Sophie, “I just realised suddenly that I again need something crazy.”
In the evening Sophie sat on the couch and was talking to her husband. “It was terrible”, she says, “to see how it lacerated him.”
How he attributed something completely different to that situation, how he did not understand, and how she repeated over and over: “I want you! But I think I can only live comfortably in this relationship, if I can also do it outside of it.”

While they did not talk for 7 days, Sophie asked herself for the first time: “Do I stay, and do I leave?”
Then he told her that he forgives her, that he wants to marry her, and go to Germany together. Sophie’s question was no longer a question. She did not have an answer anyways…

There were no vows for the marriage, they understood already that now they might be able to do it and get over it. He got married to the traveller, who sang, danced, smiled. “I got married to security, that was for my benefit.”
Shortly before Christmas they flew back to Germany. They met with family and friends, told about their wedding. “This is crazy”, they all said. “Unbelievable [in a positive way].”

Sophie and her husband moved into a flat in Bremen, he went working and she went to university.
They had sex, and Sophie rarely thought about other men. Instead, she told her friends that she calmed down finally and was choosing furniture… The power of a new beginning.
Sometimes, when they were searching for condoms, they often talked about how great it would be to not use one. We wanted children, says Sophie, and a child was a romantic idea. Because they agreed with each other, they slept more and more often without protection.

With 23 years old, Sophie was pregnant.

“Unbelievable”, they all said. “You lucky ones!”
“I was happy”, says Sophie, “I enjoyed it, to impress my friends, to show them, that something like this can work, to get married away [??? Something like marrying yourself into a new life].”

But she also felt doubts. “Am I not too young? Will Bremen become boring with a child? Should I not rather move on quickly?” The boy in her belly was growing.
“As parents we had lots of stress”, says Sophie,” we were rarely romantic. We would be about to „find each other“, and then the boy would start to cry.”
“I felt bad”, she says, “that he often rejected me”. She told him that, but the ones without lust may not be forced to sex. As mother and father they worked, in the kitchen, changing diapers, but not as lovers.
The more often she asked for sex, the more often he refused annoyed.
“I had a tough day and need to work tomorrow”, he would say.
“I want to feel something”, she thought.
The thought reminded her about the village fair in Italy and it made her nervous.

Two years have past since then. Since months she and her husband didn’t sleep together anymore. Instead, she had sex with others.
She was pulled towards those who had no idea about diapers and inflamed nipples. Humans, who saw Sophie, not mama. That her husband was a caring father, but slept with her less and less, was like an insult. “I couldn’t do anything else”, she said.

At first she slept with Max, who she got to know on a trip to Copenhagen with her friend.
„If you would be mine, I would sleep with you every day“ he said on the house boat. She thought about how she begged her husband with tears to have sex. Then she was naked.

Last summer she slept with an economy student, who offered her trips and treated her like a princess. Four months she went out with him and had sex. And such great sex!
“The magic of something new”, says Sophie. “As soon as that was gone, it was over.”

In the morning she brought her son to day-care, in the evening she slept with some guy, who showed her, that women can ejaculate as well. “The whole bed was wet”, she said.

Right now she has something going on with a guy from university. “He is charming and extroverted”, she says, “he attracts people”.

She does not talk about it with anyone and rarely has to think about excuses. In her marriage they both have a free day every week anyways, they both wanted that. He does not call, does not ask where she was, and she does not either.

Several times already she laid down on the bed next to her husband in the evening, right after she came home from having sex with someone else. Then she was looking forward to the next day with her family. She felt balanced. “There is no other person with whom I could laugh in a better way than with my husband, and there is no better father for my son.”

She does not allow it to be called a cheater or a bad mother. “After all, he does not allow it to be called a bad husband, because he does not satisfy some of my needs.”

Sophie never had troubles to break his trust. It was tougher for her not to start new things with other men.
Sometimes when her husband wants to have sex, she plays along, she says. “Because I love him; we then have „marriage sex“.”

Often she asked herself whether she should leave him and how long this shall continue. Or, whether she should tell him again, that she wishes for more sex, that they go out more often, and would feel a bit like after high school.

But can you demand from someone, that he changes his character, for the sake of being more happy yourself? Can a relationship fulfil you to the fullest?
“I stay with him”, says Sophie, “because my son shall not be the child of a divorced family. “
But how is it to not be known by someone you actually live with?
Sophie refuses to think about that.
“I stay with him”, she says. “Other men are exciting, but none can give me so much security as he does and also grants me the freedom, to have evening for myself.”

It is the justification by a self-determined woman, you may look at it like that. Or the justification by a coward, who does not offer her husband the choice to know the truth, to then decide for himself to either stay or leave.
Sometimes, when Sophie lies awake in the night, she thinks about how it is to get to know someone.
While her husband is asleep, she says good bye. She rolls over, closes the eyes, and leaves. The thoughts are full of sweaty kisses, messed up hair and warm sensations under the skin.

…

To be fair, the husband was stupid enough to forgive her when she cheated for the first time. With that he gave her permission to do it again. Or at least, that is how women would understand it.
He didn’t want to sleep with her anymore? I don’t know. Maybe he is cheating himself or he has other very good reasons. I feel like the woman’s hamster is spinning something weird about a lack of sex in order to justify her cheating and make herself not look that bad…

Kindest regards.

[SolidParticipant]

Wise words brother !!

Unplug from everything, and life become simpler and easier. Things that once looked impossible, now I can see those things as goals that I can archive in such short time.

Gargamel wrote:

One more thing my c~~~s ALWAYS tortured me with:

I had to watch their stupid TV shows and that was too much effort for just some f~~~ing. Hours of mental torture, mind control, wasted time, spoiled evenings and I was always glad when these c~~~s left for good.
I was always expected to keep quiet while these turds were enjoying useless babble on the lowest level of intelligence…

This is sad, really sad… They don’t have any will to do something, because of only one thing, they don’t need to improve themselves, there is always a beta there to handle their s~~~. So, they force you to live the same s~~~ty live, with no goals, they try to cut anything that will make you grow, like a bonzai, they keep you under their control.

Is funny, because it is JUST like matrix, now you walk among people, you can analyze, like you analyze a circuit or a code, you know what certain people are doing, why they are doing, the social manipulation behind that, the shamming, their games, is like your eyes were finally open.

Gargamel wrote:

… and using my many 37/42 inch Metz TVs (LG professional panel inside) to do smart things, including writing this post.

Did you ever noticed brother ? Thousands of years of science, study, evolution, men working hard, and nowadays, our technology is focused on producing cellphones to c~~~s take selfies, and infrastructure to let it be published so manginas can inflate their ego ? This is such a waste of technology. Men can use technology to archive greater things, recently the whole source code of Apollo 11 was published on the internet, it is smaller than a traditional c~~~ selfie. That’s true, the source code of the programs needed to put men on moon, uses less disk space than single picture of a fat c~~~ seeking acceptance online.

Just in case you want to take a look by yourself, is here https://github.com/chrislgarry/Apollo-11

Gargamel wrote:

And she was not even really pretty, nor educated, nor capable of anything!

And I bet a beer that she not aware of herself ! C~~~s always see them as the most perfect creature on earth, I don’t understand how is possible to exist such delusional being, is something really badly hardwired in their brains, there is no other explanation.

Gargamel wrote:

Love is the lie they sold us.

Love is the lie that they use to keep men in debt ! Once you are in debt, you don’t have time to question your government, question other things, you have to focus on making money, and once you finally make enough money to pay for a life that you don’t want (c~~~s always want things 10x more expensive that they can afford, and men that have to pay the bill), you are too old to enjoy life, or get divorce raped before that happens and lose everything.

Hitman wrote:

women are CHILDREN.

I experienced several times, women saying that they are strong and confident, trying to handle things, but they didn’t have any idea of what they are doing. From ex gfs, to coworkers. Women is accommodated, they expect manginas to do their work, and handle their s~~~ if something goes wrong. All my gfs had a relationship with me like I was her father, psychologically they will never grow up. But when comes to video games, they judge those who play saying that it’s a thing for kids.

Women are THE example of hypocrisy

[Anonymous]

I know people that were in concentration camps. My family friend Mita was in a polish concentration camp. According to her, they lined up all the victims and shot them and they would fall in a ditch.

She says that she jumped in and was not shot. In the evening she snuck out with a boy who had only been shot in the leg.

He couldn’t keep up with her and was making so much noise that she had to leave him behind.

I knew her well and I believe her.

As a physician I read Joseph Mengele’s biography. Really really sick s~~~. New and more efficient ways to kill people, like injecting acetone directly into the heart to cause clotting and instant death. Sterilization of men without anesthesia. Killing people in cold water tanks to do Nazi research on how the body reacts to cold water like sailors might encounter.

None was efficient enough. They needed gas.

There is a huge movement to not use any data Nazi scientists found out by torturing people.

All about population control, something that feminists are in bed with the Nazi’s on.

Feminist icon, Margaret Sanger, founder of the killing fields of abortion at planned parenthood, was a good friend of Hitler. They saw eye to eye on matters of racial purity. Planned parenthood is the natural next phase in the ongoing holocaust against groups that the Powers That Be ™ want eliminated.

Sanger wanted to eliminate blacks. Hitler wanted to eliminate Jews along with many other groups.

Search for Margaret Sanger’s name on the Internet and you will quickly be bombarded by claims that she supported Hitler and the Nazi’s human elimination programs, or at the very least inspired the Nazi architects of race improvement. “Hitler and Sanger Join Hands” blares one anti-Sanger diatribe; “Margaret Sanger, Sterilization and the Swastika” is the title of another; “Let us look forward to the day when Planned Parenthood clinics are made into holocaust museums,” concludes another attack on Sanger’s writings. One web site features photos of Sanger and Hitler united under a Swastika. Another inserts the phrase “concentration camps” into a 1932 Sanger speech to demonstrate her real motives, a novel form of textual annotation that is then passed on like a virus to other sites who point to the phrase as documented evidence of Sanger’s final solution.

https://www.nyu.edu/projects/sanger/articles/sanger-hitler_equation.php

One of my first real unplugging phases – getting the matrix out of my head

Inspired by a thread on the TV show “Married with Children” and Al Bundy being an early hero of MGTOW…

…I have a clear reflection on the time in the early 1990’s when I finally unplugged from societal expectations and started to develop myself.

That show hit German TV in the early 1990’s and through language synchronization lost all of the funny points. Most of Al’s cutting-edge humor got lost along the way.

But to get to the point: I just have had enough of “family” and I was gladly unplugged from those 23 years of traumatizing “forced company” of people constantly fighting and arguing…

So what in the world would make me watch a family show?

With all of this “back and forth” arguing about whatever the day brings?

Not in this world.

Seeing this guy suffer and making the best of it was not what I wanted to fill my head with any longer.

Spending time on watching other people’s problems was not what life is all about.

I just had left the family terror behind me.

Back then, I was rather busy acquiring real skills to make me independent from demanding and derisive friends, independent from craftsmen, expensive car mechanics, loans, banks… and from c~~~s by doing all of my household work on my own terms.

And my school grades exploded. Without any real effort. Having no destructive distractions – and it all went as planned.

TV was just too much noise. Reminding me of a life I left behind.

Reminding me of slavery to the “system”. Reminding me “to consume” to be accepted and telling me “if you don’t have this and that… there will be no pussy for you”

Watching TV was limited to monitoring the OSD of the satellite box when looking for new “alternative” radio channels without German blue pill s~~~ jokes, dumb commercials and derisive DJ chatter…

In those days, TV was “too much matrix” and too much “blue pill hell” for me to last an hour watching it.

And I could not take, endure and suffer from the commercials between show segments… Blue pill shaming hell again. Subconscious messages of consumerism inducing guilt and misery: “Buy this and get that – to compete – and be eligible for pussy”…
No, I did not need to hear this again! And waste my valuable lifetime on it. Even if it meant “never to get pussy” in my life…

“TV” became a means to make real money, fixing these sets for others or selling them for a good price. Like the drug dealer that never takes any drugs himself.

My first really expensive new TV set came in 1997. To watch music concerts and political/documentary channels. But it took 8 years before the CRT started to show slight wear. I sold it in top shape. Yes, no c~~~ running it 24/7 on my dime.

Sometimes, watching “Camel racing” on EDTV Dubai… was more funny than German blue pill hell TV.

Still today, my over 2000 satellite TV channels go mostly unwatched.

If someone in my place would force me to watch this absurd s~~~ every evening, I would need a gun.

One more thing my c~~~s ALWAYS tortured me with:

I had to watch their stupid TV shows and that was too much effort for just some f~~~ing. Hours of mental torture, mind control, wasted time, spoiled evenings and I was always glad when these c~~~s left for good.
I was always expected to keep quiet while these turds were enjoying useless babble on the lowest level of intelligence…

Who needs that?

Why don’t men NOT run out the moment they are forced to watch HER STUPID S~~~ and getting “shut off” their own music or activities at the same time. Why do men let this happen? For some pussy?

And why do men not run out when their c~~~ worships the tube all day and lets the man do all of the household crap… Like my mother did…

I got a head start on all of this s~~~ty female behavior.

Avoiding TV includes avoiding females.

50 years – Happily Unc~~~ed and Unplugged.

… and using my many 37/42 inch Metz TVs (LG professional panel inside) to do smart things, including writing this post.

And I have not yet touched the era of smartphones… (Era 2 and 3 to come)

In July of 2018, this honey pot forum was sold out to an unidentified NPC sock puppet and troll organization. Most independent thinkers and writers migrated to other MGTOW forums as a result of the never-ending infighting and deliberate trouble starting caused by members who were given "carte blanche" by the admin to do whatever they want. Before my departure, I only left a few thousand cat pics here to comfort and ridicule the feminist owners who now run this place. Their background agenda is to make MGTOW look like a club of losers the public eye. And during the course of 2019, they actually managed to destroy almost all other MGTOW venues as well. Here is the truth about "theindependentman.org" aka "TIM" which was created as an extended workbench to further divide the community. When you register, they install a spyware Zombie cookie on your browser that does all kinds of things the user does not know of: http://www.filedropper.com/essay-on-the-removal-of-malware-cookies-used-by-tim (.pdf file)

This is my first post, I could go on to describe all the ways women have wronged me, but pretty much all of it has already been said before. I’ve decided it would be more productive to ask for ideas on where to take my career, provide some background in the process, and hope that this post and the replies that follow are helpful to myself and other “young” men going their own way.

I’m 28, I live in the Seattle area. My interests are related to robotics specifically and technology in general. I graduated high school in 2007 and started at the University of Washington that fall. I took core classes related to engineering and industrial design, and dropped out after 1 year. I worked at Circuit City for a few months and then it went out of business. I went to a Community College and took drawing and graphic design classes in an attempt to build a portfolio on the cheap so I could get into the ArtCenter College of Design in California (Ferrari & Apple designers go there etc.) so I could have a good shot at becoming a quality industrial designer and not a starving artist.

During that time I realized my interests lie a bit more with technology and engineering than product design, as industrial design was heading the direction of graphic design and digital photography (taken over by women and manginas). At the time I desperately wanted to marry my analytical side with my artistic side, and I thought that User Interface Design (UX) was the best route. This was back in 2009 before UX was a term that could easily be found via Google. I asked school guidance counselors about my ideas but no one knew what I was talking about, trying to describe that I wanted to learn how to design user interfaces before 3D technology became common, so I could lay the groundwork on navigating 3D interfaces myself. At this point I realized that the University of Washington which I had previously attended was as good a school as any for trying to achieve this nebulous vision I had. Little did I know that UX would be common in 5 years time, and the UW would have programs specifically devoted to it.

I returned to UW in the fall of 2009 only to drop out at the end of the quarter. I had grown depressed after a girl wronged me, and I was heavily abusing marijuana to cope. This did not help my studies and (for me) meshed poorly with my difficult computer science and engineering classes. I was overwhelmed and under-prepared to begin with, although lucky to get back into a highly competitive school and field a second time. Being a Washington native and child of divorce (my mom remarried to the navy guy living next door to my parents house), I had been quite a mangina white knight for many years, and often buckled under almost any kind of real pressure.

I realize now I’ve started to include much more background than I intended. Long story short, I went on to work many different retail/service type jobs (Safeway, Home Depot, Best Buy), and a couple manufacturing jobs (roasting coffee in a plant, etc.) and attempted to return to college one more time at Western Washington University. I blew it once again, and spent some time homeless a couple times amongst all that. I must note that through all this I managed to stay relatively debt free, as I was lucky enough to have my father pay for my school until the money ran out.

All this culminated at my last job working as a salesperson at one of the “pot shops” that exist now in my state. I enjoyed that job, and worked very hard until I was promoted to a shift supervisor position. At that point I was disgusted with myself for squandering so many past opportunities. The business was dominated and run by women, and things kept heading south with the store over time. I made the mistake of letting one of my female coworkers know that I was looking for another job to get out of the industry, and she threw me under the bus and told my (female) boss in order to take my job. I was backed into a corner and forced to put my two weeks in.

At this point, my mom had recently passed away from Multiple Sclerosis. Her gradual decline had caused a lot of my depression over the years, and was one of the primary reasons for me doing poorly in college (if I were to blame something other than myself), other than my substance abuse which I used to mask my feelings of rejection from various young women over the years. When my mom died and I got a small inheritance from her, I walked out during the last couple days of my two weeks notice. I was finally able to buy myself a car, which I had lost during complications in a previous breakup.

That leads me to now. I have been out of work for a couple months, living off my dwindling inheritance, unsure what kind of work to take up to ensure a nice future and mildly enjoyable employment for myself. I’ve sworn off women, and have even stopped masturbating for the last month (which I plan to continue until I die). I have successfully quit cigarettes, marijuana, and drinking. I’ve also been doing bodyweight exercises in my apartment. I have been avoiding finding another job, because I’ve never wanted to work in retail in the first place (I don’t like people), and yet I keep resetting myself back to zero, giving myself no other choice since I can’t seem to build valuable skills outside of sales. I love computers and at this point I dream of going back and finishing my undergraduate degree in computer science and then getting a graduate degree to specialize into robotics, but I don’t know how to find a job that will pay enough for me to afford to work and go back to school. I’m not sure that is even a good plan, I would end up working for someone else the rest of my life, and I long for independence.

I have rambled for long enough. I would love to hear what you guys would do if you were 28 with only retail/sales/manufacturing work experience. Taking another retail job and taking out loans to go back to university to move towards robotics doesn’t seem like the best idea, even if not the worst. I considered doing car sales but my dad said they often don’t make much more than I was making managing at the pot shop. Going to a trade school seems lucrative, but ultimately boring to me (forgive me if this comes across as entitled). I’m just not much of a laborer, even though I’ve been stuck doing things much lower than that for a number of years. Any advice, or even criticism is welcome, I never write posts like this or ask for advice except from Google, so this is a bit of a message in a bottle for me.

TL;DR what would you do as next steps if you were 28, need a job, and only have retail and manufacturing experience? What should my 5-10 year plan look like?

[Ranger OneParticipant]

I wonder what will happen with my ex, with the divorce being official and final now?

She got the 2005 car, the one with fewer miles than what I kept (I traded that for a pickup last year after she left).

She has a master’s degree but quit a Federal job, I think it was in 2015. Moved out of the house in 2016 to be with her “boyfriend”. Her income is solely from child support — her ex and from the difference calculated in her support for our son who lives with me and my support for our daughter who lives with her. (I pay the net difference).

Her child support from her ex ends in summer 2019 and her car will be 14 years old then. Her boyfriend is vasectomied, so she can’t pregnancy trap him. She’ll need a new car eventually.

Her available plays (in her mind) would seem to be: A) Marry the boyfriend B) Get a job C) Attempt to reverse monkey branch back to me

I know that C exists in her mind, because of when I f~~~ed her after she flew back for one night to get the rest of her stuff out of the house. She thought she was testing me, but I was testing her. She doesn’t realize that I understand the female mind now, nor how cold-blooded I am.

2019 should be a very interesting year. She’s kind of f~~~ed herself into a corner. Women aren’t the greatest long-term thinkers. I plan s~~~ out 10-15 years ahead. She doesn’t want to work, despite having student loans to pay off. She’s living the life of Riley now, but there’s a storm coming.

All my life I've had doubts about who I am, where I belonged. Now I'm like the arrow that springs from the bow. No hesitation, no doubts. The path is clear. And what are you? Alive. Everything else is negotiable. Women have rights; men have responsibilities; MGTOW have freedom. Marriage is for chumps. If someone stands in the way of true justice, you simply walk up behind them and stab them in the heart-R'as al Ghul.

[GargamelSpectator]

Here is one post that actually belongs into part 6 of my MGTOW story that I have not written yet.

But it is about a key experience I had that made me stay away from relationships even after the problem of “not being rich enough” was solved.

And the trigger moment when I gave up on ever having a family and then “remapping” the way I spend my excess money.

C~~~s always ruin your life, no matter if you are rich or poor, smart or dumb.

Taken from this thread here.
…

My first c~~~friend actually threatened me with smashing my 25 K stereo system and kicking out my (In 2002: still quite small) record collection.

I kicked her out the next morning and you saw in her calculative face how “sad” she was for having gone too far and f~~~ing up. She was quiet for the first time…

Refusing sex constantly (early cuck training) but during that LAST night she tried to save her standing by suddenly wanting it. Oh, was she frustrated when I sent her away from the (2nd) bed. After giving me such s~~~ – that was the final stroke I needed to lose my sex drive for her for good. I slept on the “guest bed” as I couldn’t breathe next to her anymore. Like it was with my BPD sister c~~~ 30 years before.

Same disturbing feeling. “Now your freedom is over”… I shivered and my body had “that freezing feeling” even at 26 Celcius room temperature… (Psychogenic fever)

She has showed her face. I played along to see how far she would go… (My psychology training she did not know about and she was too stupid to realize my little loyalty tests)

Threatening me with “family violence” to make my comply with her whims was the “digital” and abrupt end point:

“No you will not take me back to my childhood”

I got loud, which rarely happens, but I was p~~~ed:

“I outgrew this f~~~ed up social layer in which it is common for people to treat each other LIKE RATS.

“And if you like these conditions, then you must leave. Get yourself a REAL MAN you can fight with OVER S~~~!”

“No, your pussy is not worth reliving the abuse of my childhood.”

“And believe me, you are my last girlfriend. I will make that mistake again.”

I was MONK for years after that. And enjoying every night sleeping in my huge 10 K satin sheet bed without a useless c~~~.

I didn’t need a c~~~ and she crawled into my life by playing unicorn… And revealing her s~~~ over a time span of about 6 to 8 weeks

……

My family plans died that day and after that: My collection exploded. I knew from then on that even the women playing smart and playing unicorn are total c~~~s when not kept in check… And I knew that I would never need money for a c~~~ in my life again.

And so I threw an average of 2000 Euros per month at my collection and equipment. Over many years and always proud to tell c~~~s how much I spent and that I am proud of it.

It cut them deep to see a happy man, loving what he does and enjoying his stuff.

“When will you marry?”

“When I meet the first non-abusive woman not wanting to kick out anything I hold dear in my life”

“The first woman to not constantly try to make me unhappy with yelling, arguments, abuse, disloyalty and unnecessary drama on a daily basis”

“I do not put women first, as all of them tried to mess me up since birth”

“All women I met so far tried to take me back down the social ladder that I had climbed.”

“All of them wanted to re-establish the blame-shame and constant yelling climate of low-class families in my life.”

“I have outgrown women. I have moved on in my career and status while they still see me as something below them”

“I don’t need someone who wants to see me poor.”

Shaming me in public and in the presence of their c~~~ hive was like grabbing the blade of a running chainsaw. They all left me alone everywhere I went.

“Life becomes easy once your reputation is shot”

C~~~s are worthless – “Useless accessories” and it is not worth longing for their approval.

In July of 2018, this honey pot forum was sold out to an unidentified NPC sock puppet and troll organization. Most independent thinkers and writers migrated to other MGTOW forums as a result of the never-ending infighting and deliberate trouble starting caused by members who were given "carte blanche" by the admin to do whatever they want. Before my departure, I only left a few thousand cat pics here to comfort and ridicule the feminist owners who now run this place. Their background agenda is to make MGTOW look like a club of losers the public eye. And during the course of 2019, they actually managed to destroy almost all other MGTOW venues as well. Here is the truth about "theindependentman.org" aka "TIM" which was created as an extended workbench to further divide the community. When you register, they install a spyware Zombie cookie on your browser that does all kinds of things the user does not know of: http://www.filedropper.com/essay-on-the-removal-of-malware-cookies-used-by-tim (.pdf file)

[GargamelSpectator]

hmskl’d wrote:

I couldn’t agree more. I collect non-sports and sports memorabilia and coins .. and put lots and lots of time and effort into it. At events, guys complement the stuff .. while the women just tag-along usually looking bored. The guys show a sparkle in their eyes when seeing a signed piece from a favorite memorable event .. the women, just bored. I see it all the time and have thought about it often. If some guy collected, after a wedding his collecting days would likely be over. I’ve heard stories of women selling and liquidating everything .. without his consent or knowledge that it was being done.

+ 1000 to you.

My first c~~~friend actually threatened me with smashing my 25 K stereo system and kicking out my (In 2002: still quite small) record collection.

I kicked her out the next morning and you saw in her calculative face how “sad” she was for having gone too far and f~~~ing up. She was quiet for the first time…

Refusing sex constantly (early cuck training) but during that LAST night she tried to save her standing by suddenly wanting it. Oh, was she frustrated when I sent her away from the (2nd) bed. After giving me such s~~~ – that was the final stroke I needed to lose my sex drive for her for good. I slept on the “guest bed” as I couldn’t breathe next to her anymore. Like it was with my BPD sister c~~~ 30 years before.

Same disturbing feeling. “Now your freedom is over”… I shivered and my body had “that freezing feeling” even at 26 Celcius room temperature… (Psychogenic fever)

She has showed her face. I played along to see how far she would go… (My psychology training she did not know about and she was too stupid to realize my little loyalty tests)

Threatening me with “family violence” to make my comply with her whims was the “digital” end point:

“No you will not take me back to my childhood”

I got loud, which rarely happens, but I was p~~~ed:

“I outgrew this f~~~ed up social layer in which it is common for people to treat each other LIKE RATS.

“And if you like these conditions, then you must leave. Get yourself a REAL MAN you can fight with OVER S~~~!”

“No, your pussy is not worth reliving the abuse of my childhood.”

“And believe me, you are my last girlfriend. I will make that mistake again.”

I was MONK for years after that. And enjoying every night sleeping in my huge 10 K satin sheet bed without a useless c~~~.

I didn’t need a c~~~ and she crawled into my life by playing unicorn… And revealing her s~~~ over a time span of about 6 to 8 weeks

……

My family plans died that day and after that: My collection exploded. I knew from then on that even the women playing smart and playing unicorn are total c~~~s when not kept in check… And I knew that I would never need money for a c~~~ in my life again.

And so I threw an average of 2000 Euros per month at my collection and equipment. Over many years and always proud to tell c~~~s how much I spent and that I am proud of it.

It cut them deep to see a happy man, loving what he does and enjoying his stuff.

“When will you marry?”

“When I meet the first non-abusive woman not wanting to kick out anything I hold dear in my life”

“The first woman to not constantly try to make me unhappy with yelling, arguments, abuse, disloyalty and unnecessary drama on a daily basis”

“I do not put women first, as all of them tried to mess me up since birth”

“All women I met so far tried to take me back down the social ladder that I had climbed.”

“All of them wanted to re-establish the blame-shame and constant yelling climate of low-class families in my life.”

“I have outgrown women. I have moved on in my career and status while they still see me as something below them”

“I don’t need someone who wants to see me poor.”

Shaming me in public and in the presence of their c~~~ hive was like grabbing the blade of a running chainsaw. They all left me alone everywhere I went.

“Life becomes easy once your reputation is shot”

C~~~s are worthless – “Useless accessories” and it is not worth longing for their approval.

In July of 2018, this honey pot forum was sold out to an unidentified NPC sock puppet and troll organization. Most independent thinkers and writers migrated to other MGTOW forums as a result of the never-ending infighting and deliberate trouble starting caused by members who were given "carte blanche" by the admin to do whatever they want. Before my departure, I only left a few thousand cat pics here to comfort and ridicule the feminist owners who now run this place. Their background agenda is to make MGTOW look like a club of losers the public eye. And during the course of 2019, they actually managed to destroy almost all other MGTOW venues as well. Here is the truth about "theindependentman.org" aka "TIM" which was created as an extended workbench to further divide the community. When you register, they install a spyware Zombie cookie on your browser that does all kinds of things the user does not know of: http://www.filedropper.com/essay-on-the-removal-of-malware-cookies-used-by-tim (.pdf file)

Here is a link to an article on Kiplinger.com about the 7 reasons baby boomer women have a retirement problem ahead. Should we scrub it down and tell the truth?

http://www.kiplinger.com/slideshow/retirement/T047-S014-7-reasons-baby-boomer-women-have-a-problem-ahead/index.html

1. Women are typically the primary caregivers for their family

So? The man is going out and earning money for both of them. This isn’t a problem unless you divorce the man. And even then, you will get half of that retirement. What’s the problem? You could stay married to the husbank…… Just sayin’.

2. Career choices were sometimes limited, and so was the pay.

See #1.

3. Participation in retirement programs lags

Pumpkin didn’t think about the future huh? The husbank did and has been putting away money since day one. Otherwise the article wouldn’t be just about women. But, she had to spend money on make-up, clothes, shoes, push up bras, etc. so she could trap a man. But then when she traps him, she no longer wants him. Sorry about this one, there is a huge logic problem here.

4. Many women don’t pay enough attention to financial planning

Yeah, neither did my 5 year old. Pumpkin wants to act like a toddler all her life and let someone else worry about the future. Now you know why men die earlier than women: we actually take on life head-first and don’t expect someone else to take care of us. It’s called Adulting, pumpkin should try it sometime before it’s too late.

5. The average age when women take Social Security benefits is 62.

First f~~~ing chance they get!! So, this women that stayed home with the kids, worked a lesser job than her husbank, and knows jack-s~~~ about finances takes the free money AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, even if it’s less. Wow, didn’t see that one coming. That plow is heavy isn’t it girls? First chance at free money.

6. Most women will have sole responsibility for their finances at some point

It’s a problem to outlive your spouse. I’d like to have that problem. Men die sooner because their lives are more stressful and they worked harder. That’s a problem for women. Eventually when they are 75-80 years old they finally have to be an adult.

7. Long term care costs impact women

When the husbank dies, they will have no one to take care of them. So they need to spend more money on outside care.

Really? You don’t have any woman friends pumpkin? Why is that? Because women hate other women, and when that’s all that’s left you have to deal with it in your old age? Poor, poor pumpkin.

So, there you go. Women have a problem in retirement because they break up their families, they take the easiest, lowest paying jobs, they fail to become an adult, they take the easy money as fast as possible, and they expect to be taken care of from cradle to grave.

This is why I don’t date. I can’t imagine in my 50’s that I’m viewed as anything other than a retirement plan to a woman my age. I’m the last branch in the tree that can save her from 50 years of p~~~ poor financial decisions. Well, f~~~ you Judy. My branch is no longer available. Enjoy the fall. Watch out for the sharp rocks at the bottom.

Order the good wine

[TwistParticipant]

Monk wrote:

You are not up against one of them, you are up against ALL OF THEM.

Yes – you are up against an intentional, deliberate plan that carries with it the support of the hive as well as the court system. And the hamster has worked overtime for decades now so that it is viewed as “what the bastard deserves”. And that is the modern world.

Anyone still want to take a chance at NAWALT?

Fr Jack wrote:

And dont think because you have been married over 30 years like me, that your marriage is secure.

Well, after almost three decades for me, a little man with a badge and a gun rang my doorbell and handed me some papers. I finally had a label – “Defendant”. Me – whose only run in with the law was an ancient 35 in a school zone ticket. Me – “Defendant”.

And her Hive was a particularly virulent one – the mid-life, time-to-get-even Lesbians. Who seemed to live for the opportunity to destroy any and all men. For the years of horrible transgressions – the “control”, the Patriarchy, for making them so unhappppppppy and f~~~ing miserable.

Anyone want to take a crack at NALALT – maybe they don’t all hate men, but I am done gambling.

Let me leave off with another quote from the Hive support system – this is the BFF, sending her support before the first court date:

“I’ll give you some much need words from me the one who KNOWS the everyday… You are a very strong woman to have been able to go this far w/o any support from your family. You set out on a mission to collect your life and live freely as one should be blessed Enough to do since life is so damn short (even if u live to Ur 90’s). Your rich, successful, bright, cultured, dignified and a class act. Who better than to live life the way she wants to making a difference in the big world she lives in?”

And that is my insight to the inner workings of the Hive.

These C~~~S celebrate divorce with the HIVE.

Let that sink in.

This is all true and what happened to me.

Your wife you spent 30 years with is not just having a drink with a few friends as a treat for some so called divorce trauma, them being ‘eternal victims’

NO.

You’ve been arrested and are in JAIL.

This C~~~ and her HIVE of C~~~S are now in YOUR HOUSE spilling drinks all over your carpets and your favourite chair. Screaming at the tops of their shrill bitch voices. Dissing you so loudly the neighbours half way up the road can all hear them.

They’re all patting the chief C~~~ on the back for the plan they all came up with to have you FORCIBLY REMOVED by law from YOUR home.

Its not just your wife celebrating it’s the WHOLE F~~~ING C~~~ HIVE.

They were ALL IN ON IT.

I can’t stress enough how these c~~~s get together and advise each other on ‘man ruination’ and how to get ALL the cash and prizes. My job let me see and hear far too much.

During this party they plan their first vacation abroad, somewhere HOT. So they can all further celebrate on the beach and drink wine all f~~~ing night. Next day Chad moves in and sits in YOUR chair, sleeps in YOUR bed and walks YOUR dog.

F~~~ all you can do about it as if you go within a lightyear of your own home you’re arrested and in JAIL for SIX months until court date.

The DISRESPECT is off THE F~~~ING CHARTS.

Once the divorce rape is final and you’ve lost your home, it’s contents and ALL YOUR F~~~ING MONEY IN LEGAL FEES and to the C~~~.

THEN,

They plan their world cruise,

ON YOUR F~~~ING PERSONAL PENSION.

STOLEN FROM YOU AND GIVEN TO A C~~~.

A pension you were paying into TEN YEARS BEFORE YOU EVEN MET.

JUST So she can take C~~~S on a cruise and SPEND IT ALL.

Do I sound angry lurkers?

F~~~ING GOOD.

I am and THIS CAN and WILL HAPPEN TO YOU.

IF YOU KEEP ON MARRYING THESE UTTER F~~~ING EVIL SCUM WHORES.

THIS WILL KEEP HAPPENING.

You’re finished and dead in the water after 30 dutiful, loyal years. Your family ruined and all your money stolen.

This utter C~~~ and her HIVE are all out laughing and screaming with tingles over it all.

For the LOVE of GOD you’ve got to stop this ABSOLUTE SLAUGHTER.

AVOID ALL BITCHES LIKE THE BUBONIC PLAGUE.

[anonymousyamParticipant]

hollowtips wrote:

If I ever start dating again I’m gonna demand a recent std test before we hang out.

Do you think people actually test for STD’s unless they have gotten them? unless i see bumps on my penis i am not getting an STD test.

hollowtips wrote:

Simple if the top 20% of men are getting majority of the pussy due to hypergamy

The 80/20 rule applies to marriage more then just sex. I can get women however this is because of my behavior and not specifically being in the top 20 percent of men (i get it by naturally being a crazy asshole and i am not a midget either).

Now when it comes down the line i will never be able to commit to a woman (in the situation i wanted to) because i am not making a 100k a year and i am not planning on it (as i said before my mission in life could have me living in a van or on the streets at points). When the baby rabies kick in the hypergamy kicks me out the door.

And finally on the STD topic statistics (the actual evidence) shows that STD rates are higher then the so called 20 percent of men who got oral HPV as more diseases exist in the greater population. Those with oral HPV got it from Oral sex but plenty of men get STD’s far more then just 20 percent of them. 42 percent of men being from teens to 60’s were reported to have some form of HPV a couple of years ago.

Just an east coast asshole who likes to curse, If you get offended by words like fuck, cunt, shit, piss, bitch or any racial slurs then you just scroll down.

Gentlemen. The long awaited date arrived this week!! My son turned 23. Here in Massachusetts, child support is paid until age 23 if kid is full time student, which he is. This is certainly a milestone and my financial situation should improve. For the past 10 years, I have been paying around $2250 per month. This was broken down as:

1. $250 payments to ex every two weeks.
2. $1700 monthly mortgage for the house that I built, but she stole as part of the divorce rape.

So currently, I have sent her the last check, and so my cash flow will improve by over $500 per month. This is awesome; however, here is my new dilemma:

The bitch has not complied with divorce agreement to either sell or refinance the house when son graduated high school. I let it slide only because I was going to have to pay child support no matter what and at least I could deduct mortgage interest and taxes. Unfortunately, alimony is still on the table, and I have no idea, given all circumstances, how the court would award it to her should she pursue it. I figure I have (2) choices right now:

1. Take her to court and file for contempt since she has not complied with agreement. This would force her to sell or refinance and I would collect $15K in equity from house, which is all I have in it. Cupcake has around $300K in equity.
2. Make her an offer something like this: I will continue to pay the mortgage for another 12 months so she can get her s~~~ together and sell the house. I will forgive the the $15K equity. So I would be agreeing to pay her around $35K post child support. I would require her to sign an agreement to permanently waive alimony.

I am tapping in to the knowledge and wisdom of fellow MGTOW brothers and I would appreciate any thoughts or suggestions.I believe I currently have some leverage . My overall objective is to be 100% done with the divorce rape process and 100% done with the c~~~, who was the biggest mistake I ever made. I seek final freedom from this ball and chain and can taste it like driving through the country side with the windows down.

She actually tried to monkey branch back to me earlier this year saying “I always loved you and always thought we would get back together.” My introduction tells the whole story of lessons learned.

But I am hard core red pill and would never revert to that blue pill nightmare with a pyscho c~~~ ex-wife who hit the wall. My life is in order, I have recovered things I lost – I have a house and all I need. I am working on retirement and I my plan is in good shape for being 57.

Cheers!

If you're going through hell, keep going.

[Anonymous]

Star Wars A New Hope, Episode IV

A woman called Princess has hacked a computer and stolen a flash drive from a powerful man, we learn later that this is her father, when asked to tell the truth about the crowd she has been running with, she lies and billions of people die. She is then grounded from all social media and sent to her room. White knights appear, and offer her a better deal, and she s~~~ test her white knights by making them crawl through garbage and run off in the chad’s El Camino. Sadly, the father’s teacher had to die. The white knights struggle to get out of the friendzone to become her Chad Hyperc~~~ and nice guy orbiter. Woman convinces a huge army of white knights to attack her domineering and controlling father. In the final battle the Chad and the nice guy simp destroy the princess’s father’s expensive planet weapon thing, kill several thousand of his blue pill employees and leave him spinning out of control in space, and we find out the writers made it up as they go along and in the next 2 movies we see the princess and her orbiter are sister and brother, making for some awkward flashbacks. also clears the way for chad to marry the Princess, have a kid, get a divorce, alienate the dad/chad and the kid grows up hating his parents and kills Dad the Chad. Good job on you Princess single mom raising an absolutely evil petulant child.

Final scene in the movie shows Chad and the orbiter both getting shiny medals and the chad’s dog gets nothing. an entire hangar full of white knights, chads, orbiters will become her subjects and an all she can ride c~~~ carousel until the Princess drops dead some 40 years later.

[Anonymous]

GregB0 wrote:

The generations of craftsman ended in the 1800’s and we as a civilization have been the worse for it.

I have to disagree with that, the availability of advanced materials, tools, and equipment combined with instruction from master craftsmen on the web makes available to one’s fingertips direct focus on what he needs for tools and how to use them properly.

I spent my time always increasing my knowledge and tooling.

I can move metal around with great efficiency from many years of experience and the right tools. Metal shaping is an art that’s all based on tool and dye and forge with a blend of ingenuity.
I have woodworking tools also, an industrial shaper, plainer, table saw, band saw, scroll saw, drum and belt sanders, and a slew of carbide shaping and router bits. I don’t buy trim and finished hardwood lumber, I make it from hand select rough cut.

On the metal shop side I have 4 welders, metal band saw, chop saw, brake, sheer, drill press, Pexto forging irons, streacher, shrinker, air plainisher, clamps, hammers, dollies, roller, and English wheel. (and a ton of other s~~~).

Plus a few years ago I/we learned how to mix and make chemical compound fertilizer (THANK-YOU INTERNET). Atomic math, cations/anions conversion methods and numbers, hepta, penta, di, mono, ratios, requirements, and that s~~~! I plan on frying up the last of my peppers harvested just before the killer frost we had the other day.

I can’t name all the s~~~ I know how to do! machinist, steel plate fabrication, sheetmetal shapping, planishing, riveting, and welding. I learned allot of my sheetmetal skills from a world renowned sheet metal fabricator.

I have shapper bits that can cut out the necessary panels for raised panel doors and cabinets. There is no f~~~ing way I could be this creative without electricity and the tools that consume it! But that’s not to say throw the hand tools away, they’re always needed for the final touches! I could easily fill a 40 ft trailer with my tools!

Now that my friend is building his garage I’ll be on the lookout for a lathe, Bridgeport and miller, maybe some other stuff too!

I’m the kind of guy that can create a bulldozer from hell! Complete with cannons! I can even mix my own powder from the chemicals I have on hand from the fertilizer raw ingredients!

Good thing I’m a nice guy that can take allot s~~~!

I will try and keep this brief as possible –
My Ex-Pumpkin asked me a few weeks ago if I objected to her and her new chad (who is really a simp) went overseas for a few days. Bear in mind that when you live in the UK ‘overseas’ is an hour on a plane to continental Europe. Anyway, Pumpkin has to ask because we have two young children. I said I didn’t mind as it’s not my affair so she said she had relatives who would help me with the kids. I told her I need no help. If she ain’t around to have the kids, I am. I have them between 2-5 nights in a row anyway, and my son is home at least 4-5 nights per week.

So there I was last week – feeling fine and upbeat about having the kids home for several days until Pumpkin actually went.
Then a whole raft of emotions smashed through my body.
Anger to the point of rage – resulting in a swollen knuckle.
Jealousy, envy, contempt, and more rage.

I seriously did not see that coming.
The contempt and part of the anger is because she has f~~~ed off and left the kids so she can have a jolly with chad. But I’m holding contradictory thoughts because there are many times where the kids are with me and she don’t see them. But this time it’s because she has gone overseas.

What the f~~~ is the jealously and envy all about????
Even as I type this I am still trying to make sense of that. I freely admit that I still have feelings for my ex Pumpkin so can partly understand the jealousy and envy but she has been seeing this chad for months so why am I feeling these feelings now? It makes no sense.
I even had fleeting impulses to call one of my orbiters for sex. I managed to control that impulse however because I would feel bad giving in to my resolution to go Monk.

My final note is that irony is a wonderful thing.
My two are not missing their mother. I said that she will be back tomorrow and she wants them to go to her. They don’t want to go.
So true that you reap what you sow.

So what am I feeling? Is this red pill rage? Or am I a blue pill simp?

Feel free to offer thoughts because I would appreciate it in fact.
Please don’t troll me. I am afraid I might bite today.

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape, finding oneself in the ranks of the insane. Marcus Aurelius

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Astro wrote:

There are times I feel so alone. I’m a 54 year old man and feel like a lost child wanting his daddy back. What a weak pussy I am. I am almost calling “Tuna” on myself.

Are you BUSY enough?

Wouldn’t call you “pussy” for this, but when I’m super busy, I need to be left alone. I PREFER it. If you don’t prefer your own company, it can be a problem.

First time I felt “alone” – like really alone – was Thanksgiving 2005. Depressed about it. New city. After a breakup. Major life upheaval. Ate Thanksgiving dinner by myself. It was pathetic. But I was so goddam busy . . . the next year, that’s all I wanted! To have 5 days all to myself!. NO HOLIDAY OBLIGATIONS. No flying or forced visits with family when a simple phone call would do. It was so fantastic.

You know who’s really lonely?
Married men.

Hitman wrote:

sparky,
get over it.
plan something GREAT…!!!
and bring the dog.
drive to the rocky mountains,
explore the southwest . . . .

I don’t know when it happens, but its’ like some men stop asking themselves what they REALY WANT to do. They are so busy doing things for other people, working, obligations, kids, maintaining an even strain, running a business, fixing the car… that they stop asking themselves “WHAT DO I REALLY WANT TO DO” – even when they are totally free to do it.

I was once on a Cruise Ship. All those who sailed were older and very wealthy. Mostly over 50. Not a young crowd like on Carnival. They could afford to do whatever they wanted.

When the ship would dock in Portofino , or Rio, it really surprised me how much they didn’t even want to get off and explore. They just wanted to go down to the dark hall and play Bingo. They even squabbled over the T-SHIRT prize and who would win. They could each buy a shirt in the gift shop, but they were hell bent on sitting there , playing Bingo all day, while others went ashore.

What’s the point in having all that money, and working your life to retire in luxury, and when you’re FINALLY THERE, you just wanna play Bingo?

Get busy living.

If you keep doing what you've always done... you're gonna keep getting what you always got.