Monthly Archives: February 2018

“…Or I’m going to leave”

“…or I’m going to leave”

 

The rare times I hear a sentence with that ending from a woman, it’s been an absolute blessing.

You see weather its some fling, bang-buddy or girlfriend, that type of demand simply doesn’t tie too well with me.

In the west, given the thirst of the common man, they would give in to this demand, but the moment I hear this, I would rather her leave.

Why? Because she’s replaceable. When you’re jugging a harem as well as slaying new skanks on the regular, what’s one naggy, demanding pussy worth to you? Literally nothing. There’s enough action going on with girls and life that this kind of immaterial nuisance needs to be discarded.

Whenever you’re offered an ultimatum like that the damage is already done. You give in and you’re a cucked loser whom the girl will lose a ton of respect for, simply for caving in. If you let her go, she’ll either come running back to apologise for her lapse in judgment or she’ll disappear. Both of which are wins. If she comes back, she’s got the same alignment in values and same vision as you, and if she disappears, it saves you time from a drama-queen that doesn’t fit into your life anyway.

For any guy whose used to lifestyle of abundance this comes as no surprised, but try telling this to the average Melbourne guy, it simply doesn’t bode with them. The pussified upbringing that this generation is going to face will have some pretty big consequences in this facet of their lives.

 

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Melbourne: The Killer of Inspiration

I was out with a couple of friends in Lan Kwai Fong whilst on a business trip. I heard some Australian accents at the bar we were at and came across some students from The University of Melbourne, undergrads who were still attending University. Still naive as ever, and careerist as ever. They introduced themselves and were curious about how life is like for someone outside of Australia. I was frank and told them everything I knew, eventually they started telling me about what life in Melbourne is like (Not that I really care).

Inevitably, the whole Gay Marriage issue came up and their constant uttering of excessive positive words had me thinking how much the environment has influenced them. You see, some things, deny it all you like, people will feel a natural urge of discomfort or disgust towards. That is simply human nature, you cannot change something that is inherent in humans. So what does a leftopia nation do? It conditions the people so heavily to make something that people feel repulsed towards seem “awesome”. The fakeness and over-emphasis of how amazing “Gay culture”, “Gay clubbing” and every other leftist ideology indicated to me that deep inside that’s probably not how they truly felt, but given their environment they are shamed and ostracized for not caving into the pressures of these notions. Back say 10 years ago, you probably could still say you opposed Gay Marriage or being more picky on migrants is a good idea, but nope, not anymore.

Indeed, it’s a free country, but free if you agree with the leftist agenda. The social shaming (and also criminal charges) that would come for truly saying what you believe in is way too big of a risk to face when discussing anything of this nature.

When you come to accept that the belief systems, values and culture of a place so different to your own, you simply don’t want to contribute to it anymore. It makes me sick to the stomach knowing that my taxes would go towards a mail vote for a progressive ideology, and so, you leave. You leave behind a damaged society to live in a place that is more “traditional” or closely aligns with your values.

And so, I come back to visit and notice nothing has changed. Things only seem to be worse.

The traffic is heavier, the safety is worse, the amount of de-generate migrants increasing, homo-levels through the roof, leftism at new peaks, nothing, literally nothing has improved.

The people I know here are slugging it out and paying their taxes, funding the cleverest uses of money ever.

The ones that had interests and ambitions to do something great, they faded. They settled for a dull suburban existence consisting of hours of sitting in traffic weekly, coupled with long commutes to anywhere with a sign of life.

The rest dug into their careers to numb themselves of their placid existence in place marred with drudgery.

I think of the insane times, the joys, the lows, the experiences that came from leaving this place behind and they were…. breathtaking. It’s something you simply cannot get in a place where you are implicitly encouraged to be part of the mediocre herd of sheep.

Here, people will spend hours sucking up to their boss and working late to get nothing in return.
In cities of significance, on one night out you can come across someone innocuously that could give you some of the best connections you can possibly make.

So while you’re rushing to get off work, only to sit in peak hour traffic or squash yourself into a peak hour train carriage, maybe think about the bigger picture. It isn’t easy especially if you’ve been unfortunate enough to be brainwashed into thinking this existence is “acceptable”, but just try.

Liberal Diversity Extreme

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‘Cause you know.. everyone’s partner is black. 

Discussing Old Flames

How do you discuss old flames and exes with your current girl?

I was in London to bring in the new year and a friend brought it up to me..

Imagine you are on a second or third date with a girl. The topic of exes is finally raised. You
start talking about your relationship history briefly, not too in-depth, obviously. I’ll mention Lisa,
say I screwed up and she pushed me away, and that it took me a while to get over it, but when I
did, I reached out to be friends and she shunned me. I won’t be bitter when I say this. Do I not
look like a perfect gentleman and the type of person she wouldn’t mind having for an ex someday?
Studies show that girls judge you based on how you speak about your ex. If I can show that I
think generally neutral things about Lisa, and that I behaved like a good person during it all,
it makes me look innitely better than someone who is bitter, jealous, or worse yet, a complete
ass hole. “We broke up and I was like fuck that bitch I’m never talking to her again” doesn’t make
you look good in a new girl’s eyes.

Your general premise, that you should come on looking like a good guy, requires special tact. You can
demonstrate your gentlemanly demeanour in many other ways, but priority in speaking of exes should be to affirm that you have had good relationships in the past, but carry no drama or baggage. Regardless of the reality, when you mention that a past girlfriend shunned you as both a lover and a friend, girls will interpret this as you being a loser who is probably not over his ex, NOT as a nice gentleman. We both know this is unfair and not true, but that is the reality of how girls think. Of course I completely agree that if any type of bitterness seeps out towards an ex, that also gives off a “baggage” and “spiteful asshole” vibe. So my standard strategy is, if she brings up exes too soon I’ll just crack a joke like “I had to break up with my last girlfriend because she wasn’t rich enough.” One joke is enough because after a few dates it will seem like you are hiding something. When you have to seriously broach the subject, its best to remain vague about details, and you absolutely do not have to lie. For example, Sara dumped me. I do not explicitly say this. I say “I had a serious girlfriend in college but we broke up because long-distance relationships don’t work. Its tough to be hours away from someone you care about. Plus I hate talking on the phone”. Girls rarely press further, its almost rude for them to ask “who dumped who?”. Complete full disclosure is not your best move.
Just by not talking shit about exes, you come out looking good. Also note that any admission that a girl flat out rejected you is not likely to be met with open legs or an open heart, doesn’t matter if your goal is a one night stand or a one life stand. You can look like a good guy without looking like you got punked.
You never shit talk an ex to another girl. When people hear a relationship conflict, they instinctively take the side of their sex. Telling a story about how much of a bitch your ex is will make you look bad, not her.
Also: Only show new girls pictures where your ex looks hot. If a girl thinks your ex is hotter than her, it will raise up that anxiety.

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