It’s incredible, more than five years can pass and you can remember some people with such strong feelings but a few days can pass and you won’t remember that slore you slammed out in a cubicle over the weekend.
Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
How true that is.
I was sitting by the park bench enjoying a late summer vacation somewhere warm, and I was talking to a local about some of the adventures, some of the mishaps and battles I had overcome in the last few years, and his response?
“Your life sure is interesting”
That’s when I thought back, opened up my Google Photos and reminisced about some of the times and for a second, I really missed them. It’s impossible to go back and re-experience exactly what you went through at that point in time, but the memory brought a smile to my face.
Other than that I went to some places that were really off the beaten path and got a taste of truly isolating myself from the world for a few days. It was relaxing, but also reaffirmed how much some amenities and luxuries are hard to go without even for a short period of time.
I bumped into some friends in a few big cities and caught up on their endeavours and projects – things were all pretty good, and have some pretty cool ideas coming up for the new year in terms of travel spots.
The word likely hits the part of your brain that says “negative” and “bad”.
Most people go through life avoiding drama and conflict.
But some, they love drama.
Modern lexicon has sarcastically termed shallow emotional “why didn’t you answer your phone” girl bullshit as “drama”. That shit should be avoided and is not what I am talking about.
I’m talking about blood rushing, heart racing, palms sweating drama.
I’m talking about moments that make you fear for your life, livelihood, family and property.
Okay, I don’t go searching for it. But it is important.
Drama reveals who you are deep inside.
Drama reveals loyalties.
Drama reveals who you can trust.
Drama reveals truth.
Let’s talk for a moment about relationships.
Male friendships are built on common interests, respect, and time spent together. But those things
are phoney specialities until you know how a man acts in the time of a crisis. The seemingly closest male
friendship can become the deepest hate-filled rivalry in a single moment of betrayal or weakness. Any guy who has been in a bar fight or intense argument that needed backing up can attest to this.
Male-female relationships are built on attraction, value and good emotions. But the deepest passion and emotional connection cannot be forged until you go through a conflict together, a crisis, a gut check that strips you both down to raw emotionalism and makes you acknowledge that only deep love can make you feel so intensely.
In a time of crisis your true colours are shown in blazing glory or dramatic failure. These true colours become attached to your identity and that identity is embedded in any witnesses’ brain. To them, how you act in a crisis is who you truly are. Your actions in times of heart thumping drama can’t be rationalised or explained away later in calmer times. Juries can be fooled, witnesses can’t.
This is one basis for the “shit test”. Girls need to find a man’s true character in order to see if
she’s attracted to him or not. One way to do this is to bring him a little conflict and see how he responds.
But that’s well documented.
I’ll let you in on a little secret: guys shit test guys all the time.
You don’t think so?
Well one of the basic qualities of male friendships is the ability to take a joke and toss one back.
It is also one of the best friendship-altering mechanisms.
If a guy takes friendly jokes or pranks at his expense too easily and doesn’t toss one back, he
quickly becomes the whipping boy of the group. He is the designated butt of the joke who is not counted on.
If a guy goes off to friendly teasing, overreacts or ups the ante to personal insults and confrontation, nobody wants to be his friend as he is both unpleasant and a liability to go off the handle at future times of crisis.
Just like girls shit testing romantic prospects is natural and unconscious, so is guys teasing their friends.
It is a normal and necessary way to determine the value of an ally you may depend on for survival or livelihood one day.
As far as girls, anyone who is experienced in relationships knows the importance of the First Big Fight.
Usually within 6 months, there is a make or break fight.
It starts when somebody’s loyalty or commitment is questioned. Somebody disrespects the other in some way.
Until that fight happens you know nothing about your partner.
In the fallout of emotional temper, you begin telling each other what you truly think of each other. It goes beyond the fight’s trigger as you start spilling all the little things you dislike about each other and all the minor gripes that weren’t previously brought up are shown the light of day. The girl starts confessing little things about herself that might meet the man with displeasure. She figures now is the time to get it all out and test his true devotion to her. This big fight will either intensify the flames of passion of the relationship or extinguish them completely.
It is only after that fight that the relationship truly begins.
When you’re in a place, or with someone, or doing something that brings you happiness, enjoy it as much as you can, cause it won’t be the same once you leave and return.
Stern words and totally admirable. But on the contrary, when is it time to move on? When should you change things up, or leave behind a job, person, or place? This question definitely comes up more amongst peers these days, and the specifics are different for everyone, no doubt. Here’s a few that people regularly brought up to me:
1 – When you look back more than look forward.
You know you have a limited time when you think about the past constantly, weather you’re in a city you’ve lived in for many years or in a job that you’ve outgrown, you remind yourself about the good times. When everything was new, exciting and brought you that joy you craved so much. Some people look at old photos, some people reflect on old accomplishments, but when you’re not too excited about what’s coming up and constantly looking back, maybe you’ve accepted that the best is behind you and the need for a new challenge is coming up.
2 – When the every day seems like a grind.
When I was a kid, or even during university, I would sit in classes or lectures and think about what I’d do later, weather it be hanging out with friends, or some cool activity over the weekend, I would think about that and it would give me this really joyous feeling to get me through the task at hand. But in the situations where I needed some change, I would always get down a stop watch counter app and have the impending departure date counting down daily to remind me that this torture will end soon.
3 – The feeling of treading water.
Ultimately, your mind will probably tell yourself you’re not growing, nor happy with the comfort you’ve achieved in your present state. That feeling of no progress – that’s somewhat of a poison that just never goes away unless you make changes.
These are just common occurrences based on anecdotes amongst a few peers, but there’s definitely a lot more signs than just the above.
Many know the caste system that relates to India, such as what is described below:
The caste system in India is the paradigmatic ethnographic example of caste. It has origins in ancient India, and was transformed by various ruling elites in medieval, early-modern, and modern India, especially the Mughal Empire and the British Raj. It is today the basis of educational and job reservations in India. The caste system consists of two different concepts, varna and jati, which may be regarded as different levels of analysis of this system. Vaidyanathan argues that the caste system existed at the village level to serve the needs of its people, however, the method in which the 1881 census was carried out in India by the British Raj institutionalized the caste system on a much larger national scale.
But this same concept seems to apply in so many areas of our lives. Well not so closely but to a degree.
There’s just so many “tiers” in people these days.
Top tier people whom you aspire to have around whilst feeling comfortable and proud to have as companions or partners.
Mid-tier people that are doing ok, and you respect but are at a level you think is one that isn’t achieving their maximum potential.
Bottom-tier people that lack the ability or are just inherently lazy that you cannot bring yourself to respect them.
Weather its professionally or in social contexts, I notice how closely people judge, despite the agenda these days to “not judge”, the opposite occurs subconsciously.
As an expat, you’ll come across different tiers of fellow foreigners in every city you visit. Some cities will skew towards bottom and mid-tier expats, whilst others will have more of the top-tier individuals. This depends a lot on your field, and the location also.
In competitive cities, which university you go to, what you do, what field you’re in, what you earn and most importantly your personality, will all come into play when it comes to so many areas of your life. Weather its meeting new people, job interviews, dating or general respect amongst the community.
A recent example is of a lower tier individual I met through some friends on a night out a couple years ago. This guy was basically hitting 30, smoked weed non-stop through his early 20s, finally graduated school at 27, was a total loser back home working in retail and now was doing some customer service gig abroad which was the pinnacle for him. He was banging foreigner chaser sluts in our city that were considered the lowest rung of girls available and barely a step up from jerking off (assuming you didn’t cop an STD in the process of banging).
But for him, this was heaven. Coming from a total dump of a city, being a basement dweller with no motivation – being in a foreign country with low hanging fruit as women and a somewhat stable income (Albeit zero progression or respect) was great. There was no sense of achievement, nor a sense of development that drove him to excel in any task, it was merely just putting in the bare minimum, grinding to the weekend then boozing, weeding, gaming until Monday. It was sad, and I knew I simply can’t get along with scrubs such as these.
And nor should anyone. As they say “You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with”.
Cut the filth, keep the quality. Aim high as you can, dare to dream.
Sudanese top for crime charges
Sudanese-born people are 67 times more likely to be charged with aggravated robbery and 55 times more likely to be charged with riot and affray in Victoria than those born elsewhere, according to analysis released yesterday by the state’s Crime Statistics Agency.
The annual crime statistics to the end of March showed a rise in gang crime including car-jackings, assaults, street robberies and drug offences, despite the state achieving its lowest criminal incident rate since March 2015 when population growth is taken into account.
Victoria Police Deputy Commissioner Shane Patton revealed there had been an “escalation” in offences committed by people born in Sudan and South Sudan.
“And anecdotally, we do know African youth are still over-represented in those high-impact, high-end crimes,” he told Melbourne radio 3AW.
The Australian obtained data based on country of birth prepared for Victoria Police by the Crime Statistics Agency, which shows there were 941 Sudanese-born unique alleged offenders in the year to March, compared with 875 the previous year, and 818 in 2016-17.
Figures for the past five years show Sudan/South Sudan has consistently been among the top two or three places of birth for offenders charged with crimes including aggravated burglary, serious assault, motor vehicle theft, aggravated robbery, and riot and affray.
The Crime Statistics Agency figures, which detail principal offences where offenders may have committed multiple crimes, show Sudanese-born offenders come second to Australian-born offenders (who represent 64.9 per cent of the population) for aggravated robbery and riot and affray, and rank after Australians and New Zealanders (1.57 per cent of the population) for serious assault and aggravated burglary.
Sudanese-born offenders accounted for 10 per cent of aggravated robbery offences and 8.3 per cent of riot and affray offences in the year to March. They were responsible for 1.1 per cent of all Victorian crime, despite representing 0.15 per cent of the population, meaning they are 7.3 times more likely to commit a crime than those born elsewhere.
Overall, offences in Victoria rose 2.6 per cent to 515,682 in the year to March 31, with firearms offences hitting a 10-year high.
Mr Patton said police were seeing people committing crimes in groups. “In terms of robberies, often we’re seeing cowardly attacks by people in groups of three or four and it’s those street robberies where they’re demanding phones and everything like that, so that’s a concern for us.”
The new data shows victim numbers have decreased while the number of offenders “processed” has increased.
Police Minister Lisa Neville conceded it was the first time in the state’s history of collecting crime statistics that the number of offenders had outstripped the number of victims, but said there had been a drop in “high-harm” crime such as aggravated burglaries and home invasions. She attributed a rise in youth crime to a small group of repeat offenders.
Australia, more specifically the city of Melbourne is potentially up there with heavily Cuckolded regions such as Scandinavia, US and Canada.
Recently, a thread posted in forum disclosed great areas to meet women, at most it’s locker room banter amongst men discussing their thoughts and outcomes at potentially meeting suitable women for dating. This is a normal phenomenon amongst humans.
Now the leftoid media in Melbourne has somehow linked (go figure how?!) asking a girl out to a string of violent murders that have taken place in Melbourne over the last year or so.
The source of this seems to be a freakshow feminist (Again, surprise!)
In 2019, making conversation with a girl as a heterosexual male is creepy, misogynistic and rape.
More stories have been published…
“THE HORRIFYING MELBOURNE-BASED MISOGYNIST FORUM”
“Pick-up artists share creepy list of public venues to approach ‘targets’”
“Creepy guide on how to target women in Melbourne surfaces online”
“If You’re Checking Out A List On Where To Randomly Approach Women, You’re A Jerk”
“A Supremely Grot Pick-Up Artist ‘Guide To Melbourne’ Has Been Reported To Police”
“Creepy ‘pick-up artist’ guide revealing the top places to meet women in Melbourne sparks outrage – but the authors are more worried about ‘male feminists'”
On Facebook, a group said the data sheets targets women “for murder”
And the cuckfuck media gobbles it up to shit out these above articles.
And given how cuckolded universities are, they side with the freakshows:
It’s always the undesirable leftovers that complain the hardest about “rape culture” and “Creepy men” perhaps it’s their justification of never getting any male attention. It’s just like how Children sabotage their friends when they are enraged, “If I don’t get any attention, nobody does!”
Fuck that shit.
It’s also convenient how the African immigrants causing crimes targeting international students are totally forgotten:
Youth gangs target international students at an elite Melbourne university as they’re robbed and bashed in sickening string of attacks
– A number of international students are being mugged around Monash University
– In the last 18 days police have been notified of 13 separate attacks on people
– Some people are even assaulted after they hand over their belongings to thugs
– Police in Melbourne are chasing a number of suspects of African appearance
A growing number of international students at an elite Melbourne university are being violently robbed.
Chinese students at Monash University are falling victim to gang violence in the suburban suburb of Clayton – having their wallets, phones and credit cards stolen.
In the last 18 days police have been notified of 13 separate attacks on people as young as 19 to as old as 55, the Herald Sun reported.
Kuan Gao, a 19-year-old Chinese student, had his iPhone and wallet stolen from him by three African men at night when he was walking near the university on April 18.
‘They said very urgently “give us your wallet.” In the meantime, one guy asked me to reset my iPhone settings. I knew they were going to rob me,’ Mr Gao said.
He said he wasn’t able to run away because they blocked him, and the road was too long.
The mugging problem in the area is so bad that there’s even posters telling people to beware of thugs.
‘Warning: Take care when walking through laneway. There have been several incidents of assault and burglaries,’ the sign reads.
Mr Gao said he is now forced to take Ubers home at night, as he needs to walk down the dangerous alleyway to get home.
Another student was mugged at knifepoint near the campus a month earlier, where his attackers even stole the jacket and shirt from his back after taking his brand new iPhone XR.
Some of the victims were subjected to assaults even after giving up their valuables.
Our cuckfuck overloads continue to push the #diversityisstrength notion whilst forgetting the downside risk in letting the lowest rung of migrants pollute the population. Instead, the war on men continues as a substitute to attack whenever possible.
It’s rather ironic to see Mecca and Gay in the same sentence isn’t it? But there’s simply no other way to describe San Francisco for gays. The amount of them that flock to the place despite its insane cost of living is crazy.
Sure, San Francisco pays alright and has a great technology scene, but in real terms when your cost of living are destined to basically double, it ends up being a total rat-race environment.
Yet, I see hordes of Homosexuals just run to San Francisco purely for the search of deviance. Throwing away great foundations, solid careers, savings and homely comfort to “indulge” in the Mecca of Sodomites.
It’s little surprise to see all the San Francisco transplants in Castro with their high pitched voices praising the “open-minded” and “liberal” vibe of the city.
I’ve had countless ex-colleagues who’ve jumped head first into the gay scene abroad, some I’ve bumped into in travels and business trips recently and only a handful openly admit that it was a lure of the revolving door of fellow homosexuals that took them to San Francisco.
The Male sex drive is strong, the polarity of men and women balance each other out and lead to a medium between sexual desires that usually make things work out. When you get hyper-sexual men, in an open sexual market then you just go too deep into the rabbit hole of hedonism.
Yet this is celebrated, rainbow marketing is everywhere now and the masses of sheep are gobbling this inversion agenda being fed to them without even thinking twice. Any questioning of this is considered hate speech which will result in censorship. Welcome to reality.