Monthly Archives: June 2017

Abort Babies, Adopt Doggies

I was walking down the park near Osaka castle during the midst of Spring with a friend I made in Los Angeles last year. The cherry blossoms were looking rather vibrant under the bright sunshine, with a generous audience of lively tourists. The picturesque scene was shared by the a typical old money girl obsessed with the material things in life next to me. Ivy league education, mixed background and liberal upbringing meant she was obviously unsuitable for anything with potential, however catching up around the globe every now and then wasn’t a bad deal especially when she footed the bill most of the time.

We walked around and took in the sights and sounds that afternoon and caught up on the stories that made our lives memorable since we last met up. She told me her stories of work events, dating, friends, travels and the regular snorefest of social media updates. I told her about some projects I worked on, some travel stories, updates about friends and so on.
As we were talking, she saw a dog, and cut me off with something as follows
“Oh my god look at that doggie, it’s so cute”
I was pretty close to silent as she stayed fixated on her furry animal of interest.
“I wanna get one so bad – but my works and travel schedule is too hectic!”

Her affection to dogs came from their companionship and having a living breathing thing around her to take care of and be a “mother” to.

Now, I don’t really have an insane affection for dogs, well not more than the average person but her level of fascination was borderline extreme.

It then started getting me thinking about how dogs these days are now replacements for kids for most Western individuals and couples.What used to be an addition to a nuclear family with kids  has now become a replacement for kids. It’s not unheard for barren slags to ride the carousel till her mid 30’s, find a herb to marry, then forego kids and get a few dogs to fill the void.

Later on that day, I was back at the hotel and in the post-coital truth session this girl spurted out on the amount of times shes resorted to plan-b and the few abortions shes had. These were all from casual sex, and one night stands. Inside, I felt a sinking feeling, a salty feeling of disgust at how comfortable she is with the recurring use of these emergency means as a form of regular birth control. Given how “empowered” she is these days, by undergoing regular abortions which are now a celebratory topic for most modern feminists, I felt rather sickened at her walking contradiction that many modern women are these days. They can aspire to adopt a furry animal, and feel empowered to abort a child. Of course, there’s a million pre-prepared arguments from all but the trend is clear for all to see.

 

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Women: The Walking Contradiction

I was recently coming across an article on Roosh’s blog which described what he’s learnt from his recent long term relationships.  Reading his views were seemed to awaken a thought process which I was rather familiar with in regards to women. As I continued to read, I could relate to his points with great similarities from my own experiences. These were the ones that really stood out for me.

They’re time vampires

Men just want sex, a bit of intimacy, a companion to eat or watch movies with, and space. Women want sex, cuddling, and endless hours of conversation about nothing important. She wants her man to be a problem solver, psychologist, warrior, and punching bag all in one, and even if you satisfy those needs, she will always want more, because it’s in her nature to keep extracting value.

For whatever reason, a woman finds it impossible to be alone. They’ll spend time with someone they hate, or who they are intensely jealous of, than be alone. A woman rather have a gaggle of gay friends, and hear them constantly talk about butt sex, then watch documentaries or read old books. Their primary fear in life is being alone, something that many men actually desire. A man would not spend time with someone else he dislikes from fear of being alone, because it’s during his alone time that he can recharge his batteries and process his experiences.

When a girl identifies you as a romantic boyfriend, what she really has found is a “time friend,” someone who can now spend dozens of hours a week with her, just so she doesn’t have to be with her own mind. For men who do value their alone time, this causes the bulk of relationship conflicts, but since pussy feels so good, we continue making the sacrifice, as we have been doing for millennia.

 

as well as this point..

They have nothing going on in their lives

Time vampires need other people’s time because they have nothing going on in their own lives. Men have peculiar interests and hobbies that can occupy them endlessly. I’ve gone days without human contact while working on a particular book project or web site, and didn’t feel particularly pained.

Women don’t have hobbies or interests that are not external projections of how they wish to see themselves. Their primary life interest is men, because only men allow them to construct an image to others of who they want to be seen as: a good girlfriend, a girl in love, a girl who another man greatly desires, a sexy woman, an honorable woman, and so on. The man is a needed accessory in this manipulation, which is why it’s so common for a girl to dive into a long-term relationship, and profess her love for a man, only to cheat on him from the weakest of impulses. The relationship merely serves as validation of how she wants to be seen, not who she really is. The gap between who she wants to be and who she actually is gets taken care of by her advanced rationalization mechanism that prevents her from accepting she is rather clueless and makes grievous mistakes.

It’s her relationships with men that give her definition to her life, because outside of it, she has nothing but Facebook news feeds, Instagram, pop trends, a mind-numbing job, and friends who mainly talk about other men, gossip, text messaging, and feminine hygiene. Besides work, which she pursues partly to have more leverage in her relationships with men by not needing their money (compared to many men who actually enjoy their jobs), she has no identity that she can call her own, no interests to ground her, no passions that are unrelated to men and being seen as attractive by them.

The above is a nice way of saying the following: if women were judged by how they judge men, they’d be losers. Put a dick on just about any woman you know and watch her instantly transform into a loser, one who is addicted to social media, overpriced restaurants, toxic entertainment, and endless validation from strangers. The biggest male loser is as accomplished, talented, and skilled as the biggest female “winner,” and the only reason very few girls are seen as losers is because they have a pussy, and just about all pussies feel good, regardless of who it’s attached to.

I remember recently, I was abroad and was judging the girl I was with being an immense loser of the highest calibre once I realised she really had not much going on in her life besides social media, a flurry of gossip, her paper pushing job and her past dalliances. This left me with not one ounce of regret when discarded her like yesterdays trash once I realised she wasn’t up to my standard.

 

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