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The University of Melbourne Copyright Team


I woke up this morning with the following message in my inbox.

To Whom it may concern,

Please immediately and permanently remove or disable access to the University of Melbourne logo

The University of Melbourne logo was copied onto your servers without permission and is being used in preview links for the offending website as well as the favicon. The unauthorized and infringing copy can be found at: The source url of the relevant images infringing on our copyright are:<LINK>

I may be contacted at the address, email and phone number listed above.

I have a good faith belief that use of the material in the manner complained of is not authorized by the copyright owner, its agent, or the law. Under penalty of perjury, I am authorized to act on behalf of the owner of an exclusive right that is allegedly infringed The information in this notification is accurate. I understand that, pursuant to 17 U.S.C. § 512(f), any person who knowingly materially misrepresents that material or activity is infringing may be liable for damages, including costs and attorneys’ fees.

Thank you

Helen Louise Thomson.

Helen Thomson | Manager Copyright Office

University Copyright Office

University Services

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Good to see how efficient the university is. It only took almost 5 years until I started this blog to get in touch.

Oh, and I did indeed change the logos to meet their humble demands.

Exchange Student Sluts


Exchange student skanks are a common breed of legspreaders in the modern globalised world.

Let’s be honest, girls love to travel, so do most men. Seeing new things, experiencing new cultures and most importantly getting railed by the thirsty local men are reasons why girls go on exchange.

On exchange programs, your grades mean nothing while you are abroad, as the subjects are usually pass or fail ordeals only on your academic transcript back home. You only really care about getting the relevant credit points required from passing so you can graduate on time. Usually, given what a low standard overseas Universities have compared to The University of Melbourne, this isn’t hard. However, I have had friends do exchange at places like The University of Pennsylvania, which being an Ivy league school has some really talented kids, they worked hard while the rest of their friends doing exchange in random dogshit schools in Europe and Asia were partying and having fun.

Where I live now, girls who don’t fit the beauty ideals are subjugated to fucking foreigners only. Foreigners, being thirsty men from the west that will fuck anything. In Australia the men are so thirsty that even being a chubby cow, a girl will still have a dozen men fighting over the “privilege” of dumping an easy fuck into her.

So the girls that are plain Janes, or misfits often dream of going abroad so they can “discover” themselves… in the bed of some foreign stranger.

Recently, I smashed a slore that just came back from exchange to Spain. She never fucked around at home but given she was abroad and free from the local culture she spread her legs wide open to any willing cock. “I don’t play in real life” was what she said, implying she doesn’t fuck around in her native country but gets railed hard abroad then comes back home to deceive us all into thinking she’s a pure innocent virginal character. This same girl after fucking 20+ randoms in the year abroad also mentioned something like “I save myself for my future boyfriend”. Let’s be honesty, any girl that travels alone to party destinations, regularly gets wasted, has tattoos, posts narcissistic shots all over social media and is on dating sites is not one that is conservative. So no man with experience will fall for that bullshit.

If you ever meet a girl that went on an exchange semester, or a working holiday probe deeper into it as you probably know she experienced a lot more than the local “culture”.


The Beauty of Experience


Getting into the game is a tough step for many men in the modern world. After being brainwashed by modern feminism they’re probably not having the success they want in many areas of their life and are motivated to improve. The first few steps are undoubtedly the toughest, and where most men end their journey. Why? Because they aren’t prepared to work hard.  You have to be ready brutal rejections, emotional roller coasters as well as the general highs and lows of the lifestyle.  The good can never come without some bad.

Pushing through the initial barriers and carving deep into the game is the point where your growth and improvement can be exponential. The references experiences, stories as well as bitter realities you’ll be exposed to will change your views permanently and make you think that you were living such a naive, placid life previously. Many men never experience this phase, but the lucky ones that do, will be the first to tell you the the knowledge they’ve acquired and been exposed to first hand have improved them as men overall.

Like just about anything in life, the highs can plateau, the growth and improvement becomes more marginal with time. The initial enthusiasm fades, push too hard in this period and you’ll burnout, don’t push at all then you’ll undo all that hard work you’ve put in. This “plateau” phase really does leave many men somewhat bitter, they’ve experienced so much and learnt the bitter truths about women which no magazine or news program will ever tell you, yet they are not willing to work as hard as previously. Due to their success, their standards will increase, their expectations of women will change, their willingness to put up with the general BS that women give them will decline. I’ve experienced this phase for a while, and although at the time I was a little demotivated, things did all make sense in the end.

The knowledge which I had acquired helped so much at identifying the bullshit that women sprout, the traits which were most important to me, how to handle the emotional roller coasters of life and being able to connect much deeply to individuals. But ultimately, it made me realise my place, I knew that I never had to settle for someone that I didn’t have the deepest feelings or attraction for, it really opened my eyes as to where I stood on the overall sexual marketplace. These days its so easy to identify sluts, girls with low self-esteem, and of course worthy girls. Did I know this when I was 18? Definitely not as much as now.

I see my looks, charm and general demeanour improve over the years and look back on girls photos from years ago. I look at them and feel like they’ve been dealt a harsh hand in life. Just as little as four years ago, they were so desirable in my eyes, and even now those photos still look great, but I look at their current photos as they push into their mid-20s and notice that they are only a shade of what they were previously. The feminist lies coupled with their own delusion tells them not to settle down and continue riding random cock while focusing on their paper pushing job until they age further. Little do they realise that a woman’s mate value really does spring mostly from her beauty and fertility, and there’s little they can do to change that.

All I can think of when a woman trashes her limited youth and uses it on attention-whoring and casual sex is “what a waste.” What a waste that these girls didn’t use their peak physical beauty to find the best man that could to be their life partner. What a waste they didn’t leverage their youth, fertility and innocence to secure something that could lead to a more meaningful life. What a shame that they waste their time hunting for attention and spreading their legs like worthless whores.

The twisted mother of nature gave women the incredible beauty of a flower, but only for a limited amount of time, while letting men exist as if they were oak trees. As their value fades, my value continues to grow, knowing this, is gold for any man, and that’s the beauty of experience.

Truth Hurts

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Reality really is a bitter pill to swallow..

The Pass Around


When a woman experiences intense euphoric pleasures with a man from the highest calibre, she can never go back to dating less men. Her hypergamy is strong. She will only seek to find men of a similar calibre or greater in the future.

Any man with a clear view of the world is aware that a woman’s sexual market value (SMV) diminishes with age after her early-20s. So what does a woman do if she wasted her prime years on a high-value man who discarded her when he got bored? She tries and tries to find another man who may or may not be looking for anything serious but is of a similar SMV to her past lover. This process generally leaves her getting pumped and dumped a few too many times.

A woman’s disgust for lesser, weak men is so strong she would rather go through years of emotional torture and drama in order to get moments of pleasure with men of her desire rather than longer term affection from a man she doesn’t deem as worthy.

Let that process in your mind for a while.

If you’re a chummy herb trying to win over that girl who’s just broken up with that douchebag boyfriend, she would rather go to another douchebag and be a slam piece than be lavished with your fine dining and weekends away.

And that is a truth.

These “Pass arounds” are often known as “Alpha widows”, whom are so deeply damaged by greater lovers in the past that many of them are very unlikely to heal fully. Their expectations have changed so much after experiencing uncontrollable attraction to a certain type of men that she simply will not give the time of day to many men. She is a widow. A pass around. Passed around a certain tier of men but never attaining commitment.

The most extreme case of this would be Monica Lewinsky. The woman who got worldwide fame for blowing Bill Clinton. Sure she got some cash out of the whole ordeal but since then her life has largely sucked. Evidenced from the following excerpt from Wikipedia:

By 2014, she had still not held a full-time job since leaving the Pentagon in 1997. A stable relationship leading to marriage, which she reportedly desired, had also not happened

Given the nature of her notoriety it would take a special type of loser to accept a president-blowing slore like her for marriage.

Another example is of women in certain countries having a preference for foreign men. This only really applies to non-western countries as Feminism has scaled the field so far in favour of women in the west that they struggle when they go to more traditional countries in the world. However, in parts of Europe and Asia, some women discover the novelty and pleasure of foreign men and after experiencing extreme enjoyment, they simply cannot pursue a relationship with a man of their own race. They become foreign groupies, maybe even secret society girls. But ultimately they’ll be passed around amongst foreigners.

The pass around is damaged goods, as a man you must recognise that she’s worn out and potentially unable to emotionally bond to such levels as she has previously experienced. My advice is to wear her out a bit more and pass her on to the next guy like she’s nothing special. No man wants to be the one ending up with someone else’s drama.


Daddy Government


Are all you gals sexually empowered now? How’s the new feminist family workin out? Woman + children and man is seperate. Big Daddy done up and took his place. If a man’s got no rights to his family, don’t expect him to have obligations either. You gals are the head of the household now.

Big Daddy will suck every last penny from the serfs to satisfy your slightest whim. The vote is your’s and the western world is exactly the way you’ve created it.

If a precious woman cries sexual harrassment ya call Big Daddy to punish the bad man. Dontcha? Men stand up individually for themselves. Women run to the State and demand punishment.

Exactly like a spoiled little child, women walk around slutwalking and demand Big Daddy spend lotsa time and money to guard their precious feelings. Big Daddy says, “sure” I’ll take your money and bill it to the people. Next, these same moronic women tromp about in their idiotic wallstreet protest. None of them have a clue as to why anyone is poor, (think entitlements).

The man in the household has been replaced by the government.

In the past, a woman would need a man, to love her, care for her, to provide for her. In return she would look after the home, provide him with love, femininity, fertility and the currency of her youth. It was natural, it allowed for family formation and fostered a nuclear family.

Now, daddy government gives a woman a safety net for all her mistakes.

A woman gets drunk and fucks a random guy and feels guilt the next morning, not to worry, just cry RAPE! Daddy government will put that bad man away and ruin his life!

A woman raw dogs a random guy, gets knocked up with a bastard spawn. Don’t worry! You’ll be provided with child support and financial benefit from daddy government. Oh if they aren’t his, he can still pay child support for someone else’s kids too!

A woman does a garbage major with no job prospects, instead of getting good grades, she parties and sluts around through college. Time to look for a job! Oh it’s tough! Don’t you worry, daddy government has quotas for women in positions!

So what do we have now? Women that have been given unlimited mating choice, which unleashes their unconstrained hypergamy. What we ultimately face now are women that are showing the worst of themselves. They’ve become masculine in their attitudes, disfigured with tattoos and piercings, fat with their ruthless diets and unbearable with their entitlement.

Things will only get worse before they get better. I pity the next generation of men that are destined to put up with this degradation in the quality of their female counterparts. Is there much surprise that men are opting out of marriage? Many men would rather see their bloodline end than marry a self-entitled re-packaged whore that’s played musical man chairs through her peak and I don’t blame them at all.

Thank you Daddy Government!



Nothing Special

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When you’ve had success in a particular landscape or environment that is different from the one that you struggled in, sometimes you may begin to internalise the fallacy of your skill improving as reason behind your increased results.

But your environment dictates much more than you could imagine.

You put a hard working, above average guy from a gruelling anti-masculine environment such as the US or Australia, drop him in to Asia or Eastern Europe and watch the results of his hard work simply multiply in terms of notches and quality. This individual might then develop an ego however, he may think he became more attractive, dressed better or just improved his game substantially. Sure, this could be true, but I’m sure the environment is much more of a factor in his success than any internal improvements.

The false belief of improvement however can lead to an inflated ego which could be shattered the moment you’ve left the relative ease of a foreign country.

The best manner to combat this is to realise the truth and understand that your results and successes have been emulated by many men in the past.

For example:
Struggling to get a kiss on first dates back in the States? Now you’re raw dogging girls within an hour of meeting them. You must feel like a king.. but in reality, that girl you slammed raw last Friday, she’s been had in that manner a dozen times before you.

Simply remember that other men have enjoyed pounding the nether regions of the girls you’re banging. I mean The Secret Society exists, correct?

If you really think you’re that special, maybe go through a girls phone, even in more conservative countries if you’re banging girls from Tinder, or nights out, maybe look at all the other gentlemen texting her when she’s taking a piss or shower and leaves her phone out. You’ll realise you’re only one of many that have plowed her on the same day. It really isn’t that special.

This strategy is fantastic for fighting against complacency and keeps every player level headed with the drive to further improve.

I’ve written about women feeling like Snowflakes in the past, now it was about time that men were addressed in that same regard also.


The Recovery


After you’ve fallen, its not a choice to get back up. It’s instinct.

Battling sickness, illness or fatigue can wind down individuals from their optimum condition to something that is a mere fragment of their former peak.

The recovery is therefore extremely important. Weather it’s chronic players fatigue, a lack of rest or motivational decline, taking a break to focus energy on other aspects is one of the most useful alterations of effort available.

If you’ve been hitting it hard and heading out every night for the past few weeks and now you’ve lost that motivation to hit the town, take some time off, hit the gym harder, brush up on a foreign language, start writing more, read. Basically, just work on anything constructive that you enjoy. Being a drone and playing video games for hours probably isn’t the answer though.

I for one was suffering from the heavy hours of the Financial Services industry and simply had no desire to keep heading out on weekends for a while. Getting stressed out also usually gets me sick, so I felt weak. I started using my weekends to write stories, and work on a few projects. It was slow progress at the start but once a routine was set it was amazing, my productivity shot through the roof and my output was of great quality.

When travelling, I’d sometimes just be too tired to accomplish any goals and slay through my “To Do” list and so I’d take a day or two of regrouping. The results were great, refreshed, energised and accomplishments to show for it.

Think of your time as the most prized possession you have. Time combined with willpower can be the most useful combination known to man. Wasting it should feel painful. Time is merely finite.



What a Life!


There’s no shortage of drama once you go looking for it.

In the last two months I’ve faced the craziest roller coaster ride of surreal highs and suppressing lows.In that time frame there’s been lots of notches, plenty of scares, bits of frustration, tingles of alienation and some time for reflection.


I’ve gone from having a stable life back in the despised motherland with the sprinkles of excitement, to a constant barrage of action praying for comfort in a foreign country. I should be fulfilled right? Maybe not as much as I thought.

When you’re in the excitement of a crazy period, you ache for some peace and routine. When you’re stuck in routine, you beg for excitement and fun. The simple flaws of being human. The contradiction of life is often the best part of it. As they say, the fact that life has to come to an eventual end is the reason why there’s meaning to it. The fact that happiness is difficult to maintain is the reason we chase it.

The reality is, it would be foolish not to step out of your comfort zone and experience something so far from what you’ve been exposed to for the vast majority of your life. The process of being extracted from your natural habitat and placed in a foreign one will allow any individual to grow in ways that they never though was imaginable. The small things, the unthinkable, minuscule bits of your daily life that changes, are often the triggers for epiphanies which assist you in realising how much you’ve developed as a person.

Maybe you’ll love your new environment, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll miss home, maybe you’ll regret the move and despise home. But to chain yourself to one location due to fear of the unknown is the biggest regret one can experience.


Never Envy


You see a hot girl walking by, beautiful. Her features are precisely what you look for, she carries herself in with an elegance which memorises you. Sadly, she’s walking hand-in-hand with another guy. You feel like that guy is the luckiest man alive. “He must be so happy to have a girl like that by his arm” you ponder to yourself. You’re envious of him.

You should never envy. You don’t know what that guy has gone through for this particular girl. You have no idea how much nagging, bitching, raging, he puts up with on a monthly basis. You have no idea if she spreads for him as little as once a week. All you see is a pretty girl walking with a guy.

I discovered this first hand a few years ago. I was dating a girl who was pretty attractive, besides her physical beauty there wasn’t that much else that pleased me about her. She was not too smart, not that feminine and nagged way too much. Friends and onlookers would often comment how good I had it, and all I thought to myself was “You have no idea..”. Unsurprisingly, it all lasted for a brief period of time as I’d simply had enough, I was getting less and less pleasure and constantly feeling annoyed. When news broke out that I’d discarded her, guys were telling me what a fool I was that I had let go of a girl that was “SO HOT!!!!” but I didn’t feel an ounce of regret. I smashed her orifices as much as I wanted in our time together, and was bored of it, so I didn’t have anything else to look forward to with her.

In a modern world where thirstiness in men is at an all time high, it’s very common for the average chump to be continually envious of couples he’s exposed to. Remember the above.