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There has been a lot of emotional nonsense spewed about the events in Charlottesville. Any logical analysis must begin with some facts.
A) The Nationalist protesters were not exclusively KKK/Nazis (despite that portrayal by the mass media). The KKK and Nazis were a very small % of the group.
B) The Nationalist protesters (whom ever they are) had a constitutional right and a legal permit to protest.
C) The counter-protesters (Antifa) are Trotskyite communist agitators who seek the destruction of this country.
D) Antifa showed up for the express purpose of disrupting the white protesters AND INITIATED the violence by attacking the Nationalist protesters.The woman struck and killed by the car was NOT some sweet innocent little girl. She was part of the Antifa crowd. Its unfortunate that she was killed but as the Bible states: One reaps what one sows, and those who live by the sword die by it.
Further no one has postulated that the driver of the car was in fact under attack by a bat-wielding mob; which to me appears the be the case. Thus his motive might just have been panic inspired self preservation. Therefore a charge of Murder in the 2 degree is inappropriate–voluntary manslaughter is the appropriate charge.
Also it is possible he didn’t hit the woman deliberately. She could have been shoved in front of the car by some “dedicated” Marxist for the EXPRESS purpose of providing a martyr. Lets face it these people will do it. In that case the charge would be involuntary manslaughter.
Finally little press has been spent upon the police helicopter crash killing two policemen. does anyone else find this odd? I’m sure Sky-O can correct me if I’m wrong but helicopters/airplanes etc. do not simply fall out of the sky for no reason. And apparently the issue was sudden enough to where no radio mayday was issued. So how did this happen?
I have heard a theory which I will not get into at this point since the evidence is not there but if the theory is correct it changes the entire complexion of the event.
So lets not rush to judgment until ALL the facts are in.
I’ve read up on Asexuality and I seem to fit nearly everything I read about it.
It wasn’t that way until probably last year. I find myself so mentally repulsed by women now that I understand them, that I find myself sexually un-attracted to them. (disclaimer: I haven’t found myself attracted to men, so I’m not gay)
I’d thought until recently it was simply just a massive decrease in the sex drive since early 2016 or late 2015 (about 90% if I were to estimate) but I realize having seen women recently that would easily trigger most men (or me a year or two ago) to lust after them, I simply felt nothing at all. Well maybe comparable to a plant in my garden, except my garden is relaxing and doesn’t generate anxiety.
If anything, I felt a mild revulsion, similar to when I found a giant slug in my garden recently. (I sprinkled salt on it, after trapping it in a salt circle first)
I will have sex with the gf, but I really don’t ever initiate sex, except for the rare occasions I haven’t fapped in a while. She definitely likes sex more than me, so I’ll put out to save on fapping later (fapping good for prostate — if I could just electively surgically remove it, I probably wouldn’t fap) and its not like she isn’t fairly generous. (doing stuff together, she tends to pay for more than 50%)
Anyone else take so many Red Pills that you were finally pushed into being asexual?
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.
AnonymousWhile this topic is somewhat political it has nothing to do with Men Going Their Own Way so I’ve put it in the Litter Box.
https://patch.com/california/hollywood/fido-fluffy-are-hurting-environment-ucla-study-says
America’s beloved dogs and cats play a significant role in causing global warming, according to a new study by UCLA.
Pet ownership in the United States creates about 64 million tons of carbon dioxide a year, UCLA researchers found. That’s the equivalent of driving 13.6 million cars for a year. The problem lies with the meat-filled diets of kitties and pooches, according to the study by UCLA geography professor Gregory Okin.
Dogs and cats are responsible for 25 to 30 percent of the impacts of meat production in the United States, said Orkin.
And what goes in, must come out. In terms of waste, Okin noted, feeding pets also leads to about 5.1 million tons of feces every year, roughly equivalent to the total trash production of Massachusetts.
The U.S. has the largest population of pet dogs and cats globally, with an estimated 77.8 million dogs and 85.6 million cats in 2015.
Simple measures like feeding domestic dogs and cats nutritionally appropriate amounts will certainly reduce their environmental and energetic impact, Okin wrote.In the left corner we have the Treehuggers and Greenpeace.
In the right corner we have the Cat ladies and PETA.
With any luck they’ll bring out the CATapults and TREEbuchets and we’ll get a real show.
I have long maintained that the left’s bullying tactics would drive their opponents underground and they would proceed to turn on eachother, due to a lack of available targets. This is an example of that beginning to happen, environmentalists will clash with animal rights activists and undermine one another’s attempts to accomplish their goals.
The hubris of the environmentalists is staggering, it’s one thing to think that humans are responsible for global warming/climate change or whatever they’re calling it lately, but the sheer hubris to think that we can also be the solution is laughable.
An environmentalist once told me that human’s would ruin the planet, I corrected them by pointing out that we would, at worst, render it uninhabitable for humans. The Earth is incredibly resilient and will likely survive longer than humanity. I told that tree hugging coward that his geocidal fantasies were hopeless and he would have to buckle down and work way harder if he really wanted to destroy the Earth. When I presented him with the following text, he was triggered, deep down he knew he didn’t have the b~~~~ to stare into the abyss.
How to destroy the Earth
https://qntm.org/destroyMethod 10: Hurled into the Sun
You will need: Earthmoving equipment.
Method: Hurl the Earth into the Sun, where it will be rapidly melted and then vaporized by the Sun’s heat.
Sending Earth on a collision course with the Sun is not as easy as one might think. Contrary to popular opinion, Earth’s orbit is not “unstable” and Earth will not begin to spiral into the Sun if we give it the slightest of nudges (otherwise, you can bet it would have happened already). It’s surprisingly easy to end up with Earth in a loopy elliptical orbit which merely roasts it for four months in every eight. Careful planning will be needed to avoid this.
There is at least one way of moving the Sun itself. Although the Sun is much bigger, and the Earth would be carried along by its gravity, it might be possible accelerate the Sun hard enough that it eventually catches the orbiting Earth, with the same net result.
Earth’s final resting place: a small globule of vaporized iron sinking slowly into the heart of the Sun.
Comments: As far as energy changes are concerned, this method is inferior to the next one.
This method is essentially a variation on the Solar Oven method listed above, wherein you bring the Sun to the Earth (in a manner of speaking).Feasibility rating: 9/10. Impossible at our current technological level, but will be possible one day, I’m certain. In the meantime, may happen by freak accident if something comes out of nowhere and randomly knocks Earth in precisely the right direction.
Source: Infinity Welcomes Careful Drivers, by Grant Naylor
Now I’m not condoning destroying the Earth, I’m just pointing out that it’s not work for amateurs, it takes professionals.
Hey everybody,
I’m a young, recently minted electronics professional whose story seems to be similar to most on here: had a young romance that lasted for a few years, started having blue bill visions about our future together, and then found out she was riding another dudes meat.
It took me a while to get over the experience and finally decide to jump back into the “dating market” but the whole ordeal left a super sour taste in my mouth. Resentment turned into curiosity, curiosity turned into red pill reading, and red pill reading culminated with MGTOW after wasting my time on a bunch chicks that had very little to offer outside of sex.
I sort of just reached a point where I decided: “why should I put up with these chicks and their so-called hobbies of Netflix and eating, when I could go back to school, take my career to the next level, and then do cool s~~~ like work on my mountain bike and plan snowboarding trips?”
Fast forward to today and that’s pretty much what I’m doing. My bachelors degree will be done within the next 2-3 years, I went on a dope MTB trip just this past June, and I’m seeing if I can maybe hit Lake Tahoe to snowboard in the winter. Instead of going to cheesy sushi places on boring dates over the weekend, I’m trying my hand at law enforcement (I finished all the required testing) and working towards a side gig as a lifeguard. I want to get into motorcycling as well, but I can only stretch my budget so far.
Of course, I don’t mean to come off as obnoxious; I just wanted to share the joy and simplicity I’ve found in MGTOW. We all die eventually, and I want to make sure I’ve done everything on my own terms.
Looking forward to getting to know you guys!
On the eve of my first week off the plantation I’ve learned a few things.
– Being rid of the Selfish One, the narcissist, the liar is long over due. I hate to even say the word “regret”, but I do wish I’d have left a long, long, long, long time ago. Or better yet never met her.
– A few men have come out of the woodwork to be supportive and not the ones I thought would step up. It goes to show, you never know someone until the s~~~ hits the fan.
– The Selfish One refuses to discuss divorce. She believes we will get back together. She’s tried guilt trips, rage, crying. NOPE. Not having it.
– I have a lot of work to do logistically and it is driving me nuts. I have a lot of s~~~ to sell. I want to rid myself of “stuff” and simplify and focus.
– My daughter and I are doing just fine. She has visited a few times already and is spending her first night here tonight. My son is off at school – so he’s insulated from this Bulls~~~.
– Almost like the MGTOW God’s were looking out for me, today a guy I know but not well went ape s~~~ when I told him I was separated. He was incredibly supportive and told me I’d done the right thing and if I needed anything ever to call him. He’s not far behind me and has a plan to get off the plantation soon. This was a pleasant development and someone I can trust and confide in going forward and I will be there for him as well.
– Skanks are already on the scent. I was at the gym with a buddy and a girl he is friends with came up to chat. She started drilling me with questions and “are you married” was the first one and within 3 minutes she blurts out, “Do you want to go on a date with me?”. My buddy stepped in and said ,”Christ – he’s been moved out 96 hours – give him some time”. She is a libtard skank and I want nothing to do with her or frankly any Godamn skanks. I was taken aback by her forwardness.
– Finally. I know I’m going to be thrive being off the plantation, but I am not fooling myself. The battle is ahead. The Selfish One is going to go bats~~~ crazy and there is a calm before the storm, but I know its coming and I know its going to be horrible.
So right now I’m trying to keep my head in the game at work. Getting settled in my new place. Scheduling an appt with the lawyer to find out what the hell I’m going to do if the Selfish One will not mediate b/c I’m trying to do this without litigation.
Have a great week, Men. I’ll be fixing bayonet here.
The is a good explanation of the s~~~ test. Peterson won’t commit to his own conclusion that woman want to be dominated.
Karen Straughan
TL;DR: Feminism in the west is one giant, society wide s~~~ test that western men have collectively failed, over and over and over again.For those unfamiliar with Pick Up Artist parlance, a s~~~ test is believed to be:
A manufactured grievance a woman uses to test the mettle, competence and confidence of her mate. It is an intentional provocation accompanied by an implicit and subconscious desire that the man put his foot down, set reasonable boundaries and demonstrate that he will not be bullied, nagged, shamed or guilted into submission. Its purpose is to confirm for her that he is capable of doing what needs to be done to provide for and protect her and her children. The subconscious thought process is, “If he can’t stand up to me, how will he be able to deal with the cavemen down the valley who keep us up all night revving their motorcycles, let alone help bring down a mastodon or fend off the sabre toothed tigers?”
According to PUAs, the worst thing a man can do when his woman is s~~~ testing him is assume the grievance is genuine and cave in to her. Despite her seeming demand that he submit, if he does, she will lose respect for him, and once she loses respect for him she will believe that she’s with a man who is not worthy of her, which in turn makes her angry and resentful of him. She will then escalate the tests, each grievance becoming more and more outrageous and irrational in a desperate bid for him to finally draw a line and say, “this far, no further.”
I have to admit, as I have in the past, that the last 50 years or so of feminism in the west have followed this pattern. :/
If you rescue a damsel in distress, all you will get is a distressed damsel.
As I mentioned in another thread (started by ForeverDone) I have been using intermittent fasting to finally dial in my fitness and lose what I thought was that last stubborn 20 pounds, but it now seems to have been 30-35.
I have been keeping meticulous records on a spreadsheet, weighing myself first thing in the morning after using bathroom for body functions, and then again after any workout.
I workout 6 days a week, anywhere from 60 min to 2.5 hours. I do low HR training for cardio (Maffetone method: HR < 180 – age plus 5 for me for training regularly and not being sick or injured in last year), and I do HIIT twice a week 8 reps to 90-95% max HR (220 – age). I do a Strength session same day as hiit (for HGH benefits) later in the afternoon after eating. I do cardio and HIIT in fasted state.I fast anywhere from 16-20 hours per day and it has gotten easier as time goes on. I had a few fail days early on, where I would get really hungry right before bed and rather than lay awake for hours I ate something like a celery and peanut butter for a small snack. Now it is fairly easy, and most days are 20 hours except the day after HIIT and STR which is usually 16-18. (I eat more on HIIT and STR days to build muscles and eat later to get the extra calories in, so my fast is shorter when logged for the next day.)
I also eat pretty clean, plant based, decent amount of fat from avocado, peanut butter, nuts, healthier oils etc. I drink a protein packed green smoothie on HIIT and STR days.
I just wanted to lay the groundwork, to show what other steps I took, because I don’t think I would have gotten the results just fasting and sitting on my ass.
I have been hard into fitness the past few years, and still couldn’t get down to where I wanted weight wise…The results: (and it wasn’t a straight linear progression day to day, or week to week even, but the overall trend is pretty apparent.)
Started at 217 after workout weight, didn’t start doing morning weight until week 3.Month 1 after workout weight difference: -12.6 pounds 204.4 pounds
Month 1 final morning weight 206.6Month 2 after workout weight difference: – 5.8 pounds 198.6 pounds
Month 2 morning weight difference: – 5.8 pounds 200.8 poundsMonth 3 after workout weight difference: – 6 pounds 192.6 pounds
Month 3 morning weight difference: -6.4 pounds 194.4 poundsI am hoping this will help motivate anyone looking to try IF. There are some serious health benefits to doing it as well. You can search google or youtube for info, or ask questions here.
I give credit to leangains and kinobody for providing good info on YouTube, but was not limited to them and used several doctors info as well.Feel free to discuss.
First off… I need to stop drinking. I hope I’m not the only one with that sentiment at the forefront of most of the dumb crap I’m responsible for.
Seven years ago I met a terrible woman. Immediately I didn’t know it, but after a trip to my home town in CA with her I found out. She showed herself to be an insufferable alcoholic and violent woman. I decided I had seen enough red flags and this woman wasn’t for me.
I wouldn’t be here in the MGTOW forums if it would have been that easy huh?
Unfortunately for me when I get hammered, I like banging chicks without rubbers. The week I had finally formulated my plan to break up with the woman she called me. She was frantic and on the toilet with a little white stick in her hands. She was pregnant. I don’t believe in abortion so I talked her off that ledge.
In retrospect, I’m lucky she listened. She was a selfish woman and to get her to do this for myself and the child is still to this day surprising. The next 10 months were actually “nearly” fantastic. I watched her belly swell. I fell in love. I gained a hilarious labor story of rushing my significant other to the hospital in a blizzard. I saw and held my son.
That was the end of the fairy tale days. Once that kid passed those pink gates the honeymoon was over. She could drink again. She could go to bars, she could do whatever the f~~~ her heart desired. Her heart wasn’t in having and being a part of a family.
On my birthday that first year she assaulted me. It took two of my good friends two restrain her. At a 0.3 BA she was only given 4 days in detox when the police game and took her from the house. It took my black eye longer to go away.
A mere 3 months later she assaulted me again in a drunken rage. This time I was alone in the house with her and when the police came she had bruises from running into a door i slammed on her as she chased me to a room. I was taken to jail, labeled an abusive boyfriend and charged with domestic violence. Her BA was .2+ mine was .06.
What no one knew at the time is after she had assaulted me the first time on my birthday… I had bought a plane ticket. And a couple of weeks later I touched down in merry old London. It was my first MGTOW experience even though I didn’t know it at the time. I would just wander Europe for a while and then figure it out.
It wasn’t my first time in Europe. I was a little too comfortable drinking and partying overseas. I got drunk and fell asleep waiting for a bus to Germany. I was robbed in Spain for the majority of my money and my passport. I didn’t make to Germany. I spent two months in Switzerland sleeping on a friends couch.
This is where I made yet another stupid decision. Via social media, the drunk woman and mother of my child found me online. She apologized. She confessed her wrong doings and swore she wouldn’t repeat the behavior. I wanted to be there for my son. I really convinced myself I could make a future with this broken turd of a human being.
Fast forward 3 years from that time. We’re living in separate houses in California. She’s had two drunk driving incidents. I’ve still got the DV case hanging over me in another state. We’re playing the custody game with my son. I can have him when it’s convenient for her and she does whatever she wants with him when it isn’t. She’s filed for custody and child support. It hasn’t happened yet but it’s coming. Life is hell. I regret not staying in Europe penniless.
The worst moment that immediately comes to mind was the morning of a custody exchange. She showed up looking like a tramp, makeup smudged wreaking of booze, driving illegally… since she’d been forbidden to drive without the breathalizer start in her car. She demanded my son. He wanted to go with her because he didn’t know better. I told her “no”. I said she could even come into the house and sleep it off. Just hang with us.
She refused and again I told her she should not take my son. At this point she turned to me near frothing at the mouth, screaming “What are you gonna do? Hit me?” At this point she garnered the attention of the neighbors. I let my son go and immediately called the police. They refused to act on my tip because what I was offering (her intoxication with my son and her destination) was only hearsay.
At this point I have to take a break and ask myself why I’m rehashing all of this stuff here. It hurts but feels equally therapeutic to put it down in words. I can’t believe that was actually my life at that point. It was entirely out of control and crazy. I couldn’t see through the BS at the time. I needed help but was always told to suck it up.
One morning in 2014 I was waiting for her to drop off my son. She was never late dropping him off. She loved her freedom. It was weird because I couldn’t get a hold of her either. She wouldn’t have missed her opportunity to talk s~~~ to me during the exchange either. Something was wrong.
Now remember, she had been driving around on no license, no insurance, on probation from a DUI from less than a year prior. I had notified authorities about her behavior on 3 separate instances (i notified CPS, Probation and the Police) and had been entirely ignored or even told I was wrong. I felt like the boy who cried wolf. But why wasn’t she there that morning?
At a .3+ BA she had hit a 20 y/o kid on a motorcycle. She did this as she was turning into the daycare to pick up my son. The motorcyclist lost his leg. My son was taken to CPS and no one had bothered to leave a message as I was at home sleeping. Waiting for my son in the morning.
I barely beat the grandparents to retrieve my son from CPS. Now I had CPS in my life thanks to this woman’s actions. I endured a series of interviews where my ability to parent was questioned. I asked the CPS woman about my report to them and why they ignored it. She changed the subject told me that if I knew something was wrong… I had endangered my son by allowing him to go with his mother. Mind blown. I was at a loss.
I had just become a single father. Lucky in some regards. The struggle was real however. Resources for single mothers were much more prevalent. Many agencies turned me away. I don’t have a mother or father in my life. No siblings and no extended family. So besides a couple of supportive friends. I was alone. The grandparents (her parents) were the only ones trying to help. Unfortunately they were still on her side 100%.
In their eyes. It was my fault she’d done this. I (still labeled the abusive boyfriend) had brought this on. They spent their resources for her defense and not on helping their grandson. So I was relieved when a woman I had been seeing at the time really stepped up. Any woman at that time who would have come anywhere near my situation, should have been a walking red flag.
I fell again. I yearned so much for the help that I accepted this woman. I was alone scared and desperate. I accepted her even more because she didn’t drink. But she was a 12 stepper… another big red flag I ignored. This was the moment I needed to buck up and accept being alone. Stand strong and go it alone. Stay stoic and fix my life. Not quite the choice I made and in under 3 months we were pregnant.
Fast forward 3 years. Life repeats itself because I keep making the same stupid decisions.
In sequence: We have our daughter born. It’s amazing. I return to the other state and clear my name seeing as the evidence is overwhelming of who was the asshole. The grandparents get visitation rights from the courts. We’re married. Things seem fine. I am building my nuclear family. I’m legitimately happy. Cracks begin in the shell. She’s unhappy with our life. She wants more. She falls off her 12 step wagon. She causes us to crash our vehicle drunk. She nearly killed me. She crippled herself. I refuse to press charges. I want out of the marriage. I get hired by the US Forest Service. She refuses to end things…clinging to the lease we are in together as armor. Holding my daughter over my head is her new favorite game. Threatens custody battles and child support. Remember I have no where to go. She does, but refuses to leave. She claims she can fix it.
F~~~. I give up.
I start looking to the internet for options. I find red pill type websites and get a bit inspired. Although helpful, the other sites are plagued with trolls and wanna be PUAs. I buy a one way ticket again. I tell no one. I leave.
And here I am sitting in a rented room in Europe with two bags of possessions to my name. Lost, sad and tired. I’m utterly defeated. I’m confessing my failure to a forum of complete strangers with the hope I will be accepted. I’m sure I face some insane court dates in criminal and civil court if I ever return home. So I don’t plan to. I hope I’ve found a good online community where I can be inspired. Maybe someone who can lend some knowledge from their own experience. Maybe I can be a cautionary tale. Maybe I can help someone with my experiences. Maybe…
That’s my intro,
-BlackeyeFatlip
AnonymousFirst off I’ll try to keep this word short and picture long.
This is a story about a tractor, not just any tractor, but a Gravely tractor!(a rare and endangered species of tractor from the days when tractors ate men! No stop, forward drive, to either run someone over or impale you to the seat or lucky enough to sweep you off the tractor, no ROPS (rollover protection) however the brushog has a sheer prevention clutch that may or may not stall somewhere on your femur after it chews down the tibia.
Anyway I made some lasting repairs to some obsolete parts, parts the paleontologists that possess them want a small fortune for!
Never give up, never surrender, work smarter, not harder!
Here’s a picture before hand, couldn’t figure out why it quit running every time it reached max operating temperature, Vapor lock? Vacuum leak? Coil? Condenser? fuel-pump? What?
Time to start trouble shooting and finding the answer.
First thing I found addressing an exhaust leak (and though, that’s my problem!) the manifold heats up and sucks air loosing manifold vacuum and bypassing the carburetor, same symptom as vapor lock! That’s gotta be it!
Wrong!
Found out later the obsolete coil was shot and the condenser not much better. Not to mention the engineers located it next to the exhaust with a makeshift heat-shield to separate the two by only an inch. That and the intake and exhaust are of the same cast with only one bolt holding it down between the two ports The Onan CCK-B has separate manifolds to solve
thatthis engineering disaster.
The problem at hand, and I had thousands of feet of abandoned roadway to brush-hog back before the dreaded WINTER! It’s been 15-20 years since I did it before by chainsaw and saw-blade trimmer, the s~~~ always grows back!
Here’s a chunk of 1/2″ plate I scrounged up to make an adequate repair on the rare and endangered man eating dinosaur part!
Fortunately the intake was planed flat by the designer making a sandwich possible without shimming. First bolt’s first, one at a time, that way you can trim the holes to fit in case one’s a little off, it doesn’t spoil the whole basket of apples, especially if it’s amplified by each miscalculation, you’ll end up with s~~~ that doesn’t fit or has large elongations.
I wanted the center bolt that holds it all down to be an untrimmed perfectly tight machine fit, I reamed it to the 9/16 Bolt shank.
I used Vaseline and a center punch to mark the holes one at a time.
The last hole and biggest hole you can make a mistake on (and throw it all away) I used the manifold gasket lined up over it’s drilled bolt holes.
Trusty furnace cement for a great high temp seal! Thin, not thick like a sandcastle!
Manifold repair complete.
Test run shows acceptable temperature to avoid warping. Over 500f is where the real trouble begins! It’s steel mated to it’s tighter molecular brother cast iron (much tighter grain), different characteristics.
Now to figure out the real problem, runs great but still dies after warmup. Ignition test showed no spark, another dinosaur part held sacred by those that have collected these fossils many years ago!
Back into my bag of tricks!
Got a Harley Davidson coil and mounted it under the seat brace away from all the scorching heat, being that the coil needed a resistor to stop it from burning up on constant 12v, I had to add a resistor but starting was a little hard from the drop in coil voltage, so to solve this problem I wired the starter solenoid to a relay switch that would send full 12v while the key was held in the start position and back to resistor when the starter is disengaged. Starts perfectly! Runs good!
The final improvement I made was adding rollers to the engine guard/attachment holder, it kept getting stuck on the damnedest things like stumps, rocks, boulders, logs, even the road climbing an embankment! Now it rolls off without having to walk a half mile to get the Tow-Truckster and winch it out, now I just find a stick strong enough to roll it off by prying with leverage, damn thing almost weighs 1,000lbs with the Hog attachment! You don’t want this machine getting a hold of you! It even has a factory (un-shielded) PTO drive shaft! Get your loose clothing or long hair wrapped around that is it’s really gonna twist your day apart!
The rollers have needle holes drilled in them for greasing with a needle grease gun.
This was fresh paint a month ago! I’ve been taking it for a long walk and feeding it twice a week! 20 years of overgrowth here on MG-Tower Mini Farm is measurable by the tonnage, and thanks to Tractorsaurus I’m not measuring it with a broken back!
I have four of these CCKA engines three on gravely tractors and one on this 1964 Miller stick welder I paid 200 bucks and got it running strong and perfect! Also EMP resistant to 10mt in spite what OldBill says!
TLDR; Fixed lawnmower.
Topic: Tales from the SIMP finale
Strap in guys, I’m gonna go through all the rest of ’em in this one post, probably gonna be a long one. As before, if I leave stuff out it’s because I honestly don’t remember(either that or I’m repressing for a reason). I debated typing this out but f~~~ it, gotta finish at some point, right?
Let’s start with Katherine. Oh boy. Annoying as f~~~, even for blue-pill me. Why I ever lasted more than a day or two I’ll never know. She would constantly pester me then ask if I hated her. Truth was I did but didn’t want to admit it because, well, I was a SIMP. She told me she was single then when we met up for the first time(I’d say she was a 4/10 but I’m being generous) she told me she got back together with her bf, so I got sent to the friendzone. Good news is I got a free movie out of it 🙂 but in the grand scheme of it all it really wasn’t worth all the BS from her. She got me to say I loved her over the phone(I didn’t really but I thought it would get me somewhere(it didn’t)). The real kicker was she started dating a buddy of mine at the time. Guess at the end of the day I dodged a bullet but had to end up in the cross-hairs of a rocket launcher, which I’m gonna talk about now.
There was Jackie, who I was set up with by Katherine. Ho-ho-holy f~~~. If it weren’t for how her personality seemed at the time I would give her a 0. Not really fat just very ugly. We(myself, Katherine and her bf(my buddy)) went to her place, and when I first saw her(she was meeting us at the corner near her house) apparently both my buddy and I were thinking the same thing, “Run. Run like hell Scarberian!” but unfortunately I didn’t. Little did I know it at the time but her dad saved me, as he didn’t like me(so she said) and thus didn’t want me around his daughter, so I owe him a great debt. I remember vividly chatting with her over MSN Messenger(remember that?) and she told me she wanted me to take her virginity. I still shudder thinking about it. Luckily our contact fell off and I haven’t talked to her since.
Then we come to Elizabeth. Meh, I’d say 2 out of 10. I wasn’t so much of a simp as a white-knight. We were walking home and she got stopped by this one chick who was p~~~ed at her for some reason, I can’t remember exactly what. I stepped in to protect her and ended up taking one in the jaw from the broad’s bf. Hurt like a mother. Learned my lesson from that one.
Now we come to Gaby. Still see her from time to time. She became my gf but for a very short period. This was my first relations~~~ in years so I must have gone too far too fast(or so I thought at the time which I blamed myself for) and she broke it off, saying she “wasn’t ready” for a relationship at the time. I stayed friends with her for a while then I just stopped giving a damn(plus her mom didn’t like me). A few years ago we reconnected, I was still blue pill at the time and thought I’d give it another shot, only for her to tell me she wanted to get to know me better(more BS I’m sure) so we talked and texted for a while but I lost interest. Now the only time I see her(I try to avoid talking to her if possible) is when a buddy of mine is performing at a show and we’re both there. On the plus side, meeting her is what led to meeting this buddy, who I’ve known for years and is a really good person. He’s a good friend and positive person, and I’m glad I was able to meet him.
Last but certainly not least, we come to Ann-Marie. She was actually the hottest girl I’d ever gone out with(though that’s not saying much, she’s only maybe a 5). This was a long distance relations~~~ and I only met her once but keep in mind this was blue-pill simp me and I was kinda desperate at the time. Funny thing was we met each other(though I can’t remember exactly how) through the same friend I mentioned earlier who was dating that Katherine bitch(this was a while after that). We were just kinda ‘meh’ toward each other at the beginning but I find out a few days after my birthday that she supposedly ‘loved me’ and wanted to be with me. Now, of course these days I know better, but back then? Oh man, I was all over that. So we started our long-distance relations~~~, and I even proposed to her on VD, can you believe that? God, I was such a blue-pilled mangina simp. Anyway, one day she came to Toronto for a week, and we made plans to get together and, *ahem*. But things never really work out the way you want. I was to meet her at the Eaton Centre but her dad found out(seeing a pattern here yet?) and that was ki-boshed. I actually saw some cops in the mall later on as I had stuck around in the hope it would still happen and I was hoping they weren’t looking for me. Luckily if they were they didn’t find me. Anyway, we arranged to meet a couple of days later and we finally got down to business, although we didn’t have a lot of time, so I got a BJ and that was about it. We continued our relations~~~ after she went back home, and it lasted until early the following year. That’s when she told me she wanted to be a lesbo. At the time I was like ‘OK, well, if you’re gonna do that we gotta break up because I don’t want to know you cheated on me’ and we did, but my mistake was asking HER back after it happened. She said yes but things just weren’t the same. We eventually broke up for good and that was that. Surprise, surprise, a few months after we broke up we were talking and she was telling me about her last bf(after we broke up) and I was like ‘wait, aren’t you a lesbo now?’ to which she said she was but “decided” to go back to being bi for a while. After that bf she said she went back to being full-on lesbo. Even then I was skeptical but I let it go. We were kind of in contact for a bit but that fell through fairly quickly.
Whew, that’s it. That’s all I can remember from my days as a blue-pill simp. I hope those of you that read this and find yourselves in the same boat will realize what’s going on and get out like I did before it was too late. Thanks for reading.
I, Lelouch Vi Britannia, command you, all of you, to Go Your Own Way!!
Hi All,
This is an attempt to start a discussion of an idea that really originated in my Introduction thread. It’s a bit later in the day now, and I’m a bit tired, so please forgive me if I need to do this in multiple postings for it to make sense. Also, please forgive the verbosity…this is a concept I’ve had in mind for a long time, and central to the success of any complex idea is the ability to explain it coherently and as succinctly as possible. As such anyone brave (or stupid? or reckless?) enough to read all of what’s to follow is most certainly a guinea pig in my attempt to explain myself. You’ve been warned 😉
I’m not going to proclaim to have everything figured out to final completion. I approach this situation like an engineering project: what’s the optimal result you’re after, and then work backwards to see what you can do to meet the requirements. In essence, we have to know how we got here to figure out how to go back to sanity.
My attempt to illustrate this idea here is as much for feedback and creative thinking as for anything. We need one other. No man is an island.
In essence, my argument is that *most* of the MGTOW movement (in the modern sense of institutionalized feminism and the conversion of Western Civilization to a matriarchal institution) is a symptom of a larger problem that must be solved. That problem, in a nutshell, is the decline of Western Civilization, partially due to the above factors. We’re on a path to final crash and burn, not unlike the fall of Rome and the next 500 years of Dark Ages. Either the fall must be stopped (by returning civilization to something again more rational and natural), or we must be prepared to resurrect the remnants of what exists after the fall and begin the process of restoration in our lifetimes. Our forefathers carved out this world. It’s as if we had to spend millennia figuring out how to gather the materials and engineer a car – only to hand it over to effeminate beta males and deranged, institutionalized feminists to try and run us over with it.
No more. Taking it back won’t be easy, but it is possible. Any system that succumbs to entropy (natural decay to death) can be rebuilt and sustained with energy input. We’re the energy. It is falling on our generation – those of us alive today – to fix it or resurrect it. The only failure is doing nothing while watching our heritage burn. I won’t sit idly by.
Finally, before I outline the big picture plan, I want to make a few disclaimers. First, I’m not calling for any immediate violence. In fact, this is most counterproductive and would undermine everything. Preparation for violence is key, however.
Second, it may appear that I make statements that would be regarded as racist, sexist, or pro/con religion. This would be an incorrect interpretation of something I’ve written. I have gone through believing many different ideologies over time and am now convinced none of them are entirely true. I will touch on my view of the world because it’s relevant to understand how and why I’m making my case.
Finally, I’m sure I’m going to miss some points as I write this. Again, this is my attempt to sort through many complex ideas in my head and explain them coherently. I will most certainly fail in one aspect or the other. What I hope to gain from this is the ability to clarify my thoughts and my ability to express them so that my point is made. If it is sufficiently clear, then only you can decide if it makes sense and you’re interested in participating in the solution. I’m confident some or all of you can add value to the thought process and means by which we can realize a vision of solving the insanity that has become the West.
With that said, I’m going to touch on the problem first in the next post. The idea that MGTOW is a symptom of a bigger problem – clearly something that many of you agree with already. However, especially for the younger guys, they may not have the perspective of a world before MGTOW was a necessary solution to an epidemic problem. After all, rewriting history is part of the problem. You’d have to have been alive long enough to know that what you’ve told is mostly a lie…many of you here have found out that lie the hard way. That’s just the tip of the iceberg.
Finally had a chance to ratchet down the work and stress and lay in bed, breathing deeply, and work through in prayer, away from negative thoughts towards others because of their evil, and work towards forgiveness, letting go, and peace.
for the sake of sanity. not because they deserve it. because for the sake of my own personal sanity.
it became plain to me today about these things that have popped up recently. everybody is stressed out because people are “retreating” into computers and smartphones.
its not retreating. whether you are a man or woman, face it: THE COMPUTER OR SMARTPHONE IS MORE REWARDING TO THEM THAN YOU.
that goes for the clueless females, the parents, the friends, even the men.
why are people logging into the internet or staring at their phone rather than interact with people?
and they also make it seem like they NEVER TAKE THEIR EYES OFF that glowing screen. get real. these people have to at least talk to someone for a few minutes to buy their gas and groceries, or order something over the telephone.
think about what these guys and girls, young and old, are getting out of the computer/phone:
pursuing of interests/accomplishing work tasks/customized entertainment/exploring self help videos or articles/aestetic satisfaction/online shopping(very efficient)/product or business selection for consumer efficiency/exploring new topics/viewing the unknown in the world(think the planet earth movie)/learning about alternate faiths, philosophies, business opportunities, ways of thinking(think of ALL OF US HERE…)/looking for people that have common ground or common struggles(people plaster their lives online now, you no longer have to bring up a struggle to a person IRL and risk their judgment or ridicule)
I COULD GO ON!
THE COMPUTER OR SMARTPHONE IS MORE INTERESTING THAN YOU!
well then for men and women, and parents, and friends, what could be the answer?
well maybe, treat the people in your life well, compete for their attention, go ABOVE AND BEYOND when it comes to whats expected for interpersonal treatment and maybe they will take their eyes off the screen, put the plastic piece of circuitry down and maybe talk to you.
Honestly, i have been treated like crap by people my whole life, and the bad treatment doesn’t just end at work.
in my own life, and in the lives of the people i read about or listen to, there is story after story of friends and family members treating each other like ABSOLUTE GARBAGE, attempting the legitimize it, refusing to apologize and then reacting with pride and arrogance when they are confronted about their unacceptable behavior.
Maybe the reason why people are concentrating on their electronic devices SO MUCH is so they can accomplish their primary life tasks (business, consumerism, survival) and cope emotionally by how damaging people and the world is, and PERHAPS AVOID CRAPPY TREATMENT FROM CRAPPY PEOPLE who won’t say sorry and who won’t listen.
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and my sympathy, or course, doesn’t extend ONE IOTA to the women either who can’t figure out why they don’t have more male suitors. but it relates to the above topic so well, in that, the reason why people are choosing computers/smartphones over people is because they are safer and more rewarding.
Its actually quite simple why the women aren’t getting dates. the risk of false rape accusations and no fault divorce, coupled with the toil and anguish over dealing with bad female behavior, threatpoint and the risk of state violence, has caused so many men to refuse to initiate the relationship in the first place.
its the same thing with the computers/smartphones. its about incentives!
what is causing you woman to be better, with the cost and risk wager of a relationship, rather than the accompanying costs and benefits of singleness?
also, what is causing you, human being, to be more rewarding and fulfilling than this computer device at my disposal, which is one of the most powerful and versatile human work, entertainment and survival tools that has ever been invented?
if anyone was to waste the time to explain to any of these women (i don’t recommend this, they never think they are wrong), as to why its this bad now with less male suitors and HOW they could fix it, if these anti-male parasites could understand English again, i would say this:
when the discomfort of your lack of male suitors EXCEEDS the comfort you females have ALLOWING this unjust anti-male system of false rape accusation, no fault divorce rape and male villianization, and when that discomfort causes all you gaping holes to ORGANIZE POLITICALLY and DEMAND CHANGES TO THE LAWS, and when those changes and the outcomes of conflicts PROPERLY INCENTIVIZES men to get involved at a higher rate again, maybe, just maybe, more male suitors will become available.
but we men know for a variety of reasons thats a fairytale. in fact, ITS ALL GUNNA BURN DOWN!
BOTTOM LINE: PEOPLE THESE DAYS ARE MENTALLY ILL IF THEY CANNOT FIGURE OUT HOW INCENTIVES, COSTS, RISKS AND REWARDS ARE DRIVING MEN AWAY FROM WOMEN AND DRIVING PEOPLE AWAY FROM EACH OTHER TOWARDS COMPUTERS.
=======the problem for us men, is the natural desire for women. and there is only one way to deal with that. only one way to cause the body to stop seeking reproductive activity.
and that is significant and even extreme periods of lowered caloric intake, through fasting or caloric restriction, and by the alternate and layerable method of exercise with those two.
Otherwise, the men stuffing their faces will be inflamed with desire for females, and until those men learn to stop stuffing their faces, they will desire women.
starve the beast.
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