It seems hard to believe, immersed as we are currently in a miasma of equalist lies, that there were ever times in America’s rapidly receding past when people shared a generally realistic appraisal of the sexes. But there were. And America’s fruited plains were once populated with Realtalkers. A reader forwards a link to Realtalk, 1920s-style. The subject is “Petting Parties”, which were all the rage during that time.
Soon the lovey-dovey wingdings were popping up all across the country. Southerners sometimes called them necking parties. They were called mushing parties in the West; fussing parties in the Midwest and spooning everywhere, the United Press noted later in 1921. Eventually some flappers began referring to party-petting as snugglepupping.
It’s almost weird to read about a time when America was so culturally unified, and this despite massive waves of Eastern European immigration happening then.
A game-aware nugget of Realtalk is tucked into the story:
“Girls like to be called snuggle-puppies,” one school administrator told the reporter. “They grant the boys liberties. Encourage them to take them and if the young chaps do not, they are called ‘sissies’, ‘poor boobs’ or ‘flat tire.’ ”
Heartiste Poon Commandment XIII: Better to err on the side of too much boldness rather than too little.
The beta male orbiter was known to women long before our time. He was that “sissy” — an apt description — who couldn’t bustamove when it most counted. That 1920s beta male stumbled and fumbled and waited patiently for unmistakeable signals from the girl until she grew bored with him and alighted for a better man who knew how to travel the landscape of her hindbrain.
Related: Fat women were never attractive to men. The “perfect woman”, according to an 1890s leaflet, was slender and feminine, not a hint of fupa or manjaw on her. America the Beautiful, where have ye gone?

The glory days of first-wave. smh
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[…] Realtalk About The Sexes, 1920s Edition […]
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“They grant the boys liberties. Encourage them to take them and if the young chaps do not, they are called ‘sissies’, ‘poor boobs’ or ‘flat tire.’ ”
“Flat tire”… hahahhahah
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I liked poor boobs. BOOBS!
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In Germany, the gals used the term “Flasche”, or simply “bottle”.
I guess the symbolism is someone that just sits around, waiting to be picked up and mouthed. lzozlzozlzozlzozlozlozlozozlozl
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Flasche is used in a wide variety of contexts though. It just means wimp. “Waschlappen” or “cleaning rag” is also a good one.
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Waschlappen I’ve only heard in the context of how we’d call a guy a milquetoast or push-over or hen-pecked.
Seldom in the romantic realm, at least in my experience.
Flasche was what I heard the girls use for guys who were boring, timid, or sometimes for killjoys.
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Are those pictures of Marylyn Munro that are being compared to a normal slender model of today deliberately photoshopped to give her that overweight look. All realists know that Norma Jean was absolutely tiny, so if it’s not photoshopping is it that the shots that are chosen to perpetuate the “sexy used to mean fat lie” are the ones that make her look much fatter than she actually was?
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Yep. She was size two. I love whipping that one out when I hear fatties bring up her name.
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Size two, read it and weep fat girls.
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size two was smaller then than it is now, as well
i wonder if archaeologists digging into our crap will see lena dunham everywhere and think we worshipped the fertility-goddess-look like we do with old clay figures
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At least Venus of Willendorf (or wherever the hell she was from) had tits.
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Regardless of what size dress she wore, her proportions made her hips and breasts seem a lot, well… rounder.
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The way she filled out that dress from Some Like It Hot! The one towards the end of the film.
Now that I have that image in my head, I’m reminded of Vertigo. Earlier in the film, Babs makes mention of a bra. Memory is fuzzy, but an engineer had designed either the bra or the clasp much like a bridge. When Jimmy Steward meets the Kim Novak character as her real self, she’s not wearing a bra. A well-endowed Kim is jiggling all over the place!
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The paddle ball scene from The Misfits… that was no size 2 azz… thankfully. 😉
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Ah yes the good old days where fucking was in fashion.
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So you are online trying to get the number of a younger woman and she asks if you have kik. Never have, never will; but this particular sly test I cant seem to beat on a regular basis. How to get past this.
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Get Whatsapp. It’s more secure than text messaging, yet still requires the exchange of phone numbers. That should soothe her rabbity hindbrain.
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So I’m not the only one dealing with this bs.
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Nope. Same here.
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What’s a “kik”?
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It’s like Whatsapp, Snapchat, Instagram etc, its the new Twitter, which used to be the new Facebook.
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Meet the new app….same as the old app.
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Market extension method.
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If you want an unvarnished look at the vapid emptiness of the twenty-something female “mind,” start using Snapchat. After a few weeks of seeing how utterly shallow, empty, & unimaginative they are — they record & proudly post video snippets of themselves doing the stupidest shit imaginable — your attitude toward the average hot young thing will become much less like an eager puppy. Adopting an amused, dismissive tone toward a young girl’s pointless concerns won’t be an effort anymore.
Snapchat will not directly win you female attention, but it will improve your inner game by knocking the female of the species off the mighty pedestal on which society places her.
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“…its the new Twitter, which used to be the new Facebook”
lol – it’s incredible how fast it’s all moving.
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“It’s almost weird to read about a time when America was so culturally unified, and this despite massive waves of Eastern European immigration happening then.”
Indeed, and it was precisely those “massive waves of Eastern Europeans” who would begin working on ruining everything almost immediately. It took them until the 70s to really consolidate their power, but they were making major steps all along the way, starting very early on in entertainment and news media.
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Also, the twenties was a prosperous time for America… and prosperity always tends to put a slack on the usual prim and proper mores.
And I suppose many fathers had been off to war just prior, even if only for a year or two… so those daughters of the twenties didn’t really have the authority-figure in the home during their formative years in the teens for awhile, hence the “flappers” and sudden boldness of the female folk.
Not to mention getting the vote.
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Unions… and votes… it always goes back to votes.
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The girl on the far left of that NPR link shares an awful lot of facial resemblance to a certain Dunham Horror…
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A man with soggy, ovate eyes said come here
let me bullshit with you a little bit
I kept walking
He touched my elbow
All hell broke loose
http://www.newyorker.com/tech/elements/which-came-first-humans-or-tools?intcid=mod-latest
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Tails from the wedding front lines:
I was just at a wedding in the virginia ish area. Beautiful scenery/horrible scenery. Also I silently grinned through some extreme beta confessions.
I should’ve just slapped the guy and imparted wisdom. It’s worked before, but I ….didn’t have stones for it. And I probably failed my fellow man.
Day drinkin b1otches!
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I’ve seen a similar phenomenon with betomegas being (literally) pulled around by their girlfriends whose hands they are holding. It’s happening everywhere. The best is when these girls are trying to get past me in my firm posture and adopt a submissive, puppy-like longing, “I’m soooo sorry, can I squeeze by?” attitude with me in which the word “we” is never uttered. Beautiful irony: beta omitted from question.
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I’ve been noticing lately that the Nurse-Ratched-in-Training femc*nts all hate me [it’s almost like a visceral “pre-hatred” when they realize what I am] because they can tell that I would never allow them to boss me around like that. There’s a ball-busting kind of femc*nt personality which really wants to dominate and humiliate its boytoy.
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And which really really really wants to wage a totalitarian holocaust against masculine men – or even just rambunctious boys who might grow up to be masculine men.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/1451644183/
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As a poster over on FC once put it, we’ve spent the last 50 years proving that what men believed about women for the past 5000 years was absolutely correct.
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@ch will you read this and break it down for us.
http://themindunleashed.org/2015/01/social-science-says-lasting-relationships-come-2-basic-traits.html
I think that maybe if they did this analysis the relationships that “worked” we’re the ones with an alpha who was kind occasionally? But I don’t get it because they’re are stating that kindness helps in relationships. Something’s missing but I wanted your insight
[CH: these kinds of findings are so anodyne that’s it’s almost impossible to disagree with them. the problem is that they entirely miss examining the underlying factors which contribute to long-lasting love. for instance, it’s a lot easier to be kind to a beautiful wife (if you’re the husband) or a charming alpha (if you’re the wife) than it is to be kind to less appealing partners.]
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Yeah. And also another thing they don’t take into account is who broke up with who? (As in who initiated the split)
My guess would be that most of the time it was the girl who who was initiating the split with the “disaster” relationships…..maybe b/c she was hot/high smv and simply was on guard more of the beta in her boyfriend so it elicited more “disagreement” and non kind responses…
Or the other way around…the fat low smv girlfriend was with her beta boyfriend and they both agreed more and were more kind b/c the low smv girl is just that….low smv so she naturally would be more kind…?
But I don’t understand how this works with the whole “chicks dig jerks”.
Could it be that the successful “masters of love” we’re the ones where the guy was alpha enough for the girl to respect and therefore she was more kind (and she didn’t get fat)
I’m confused because this seems like after initial courting girls don’t necessarily dig jerks so much.
““There’s a habit of mind that the masters have,” Gottman explained in the interview, “which is this: they are scanning social environment for things they can appreciate and say thank you for. They are building this culture of respect and appreciation very purposefully. Disasters are scanning the social environment for partners’ mistakes.””
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Whenever people bring up the “fat was beauty” canard I point out the hideously “obese” 2000 year old statue of the goddess Venus, aka the personification of beauty and love.
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Fat was never considered beautiful -But you couldn’t say that to the noble women who commissioned your art. Makes you wonder how many fat Venus’s became boat anchors.
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Bruce Jenner has “evolved”:
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Update: Field Report
Let me preference this by saying that I am still confident Mario was spot on in his assessment of the 8. I have also reduced my rating of her to a strong 7 for unspecified reasons.
So I drive up to my Happy Place when lo and behold the 8(7) is sitting at my table alone. Walk up and look at her to make sure. She looks up and gives me a sheepish grin. She is way under dressed, opposite of the last time. I put out my hand and then lead her up saying I want a hug. I give her a big hug and she hesitantly reciprocates. So I get my drink come back out and take her hand she seems pleased but also confused and hesitant. I stay there for well over two hours and she won’t leave even though there are times she is gently pulling back when I grab her hand. I ask her if she wants to take a walk. She seems to want to but then says she has to go… So I say goodbye take her hand she shakes it then I tell her I want a hug and she sheepishly gives me one. I immediately send a text to test the creepy gauge. She replies immediately
Me: Hey…
Her: hey
Me: Enjoyed seeing you. Have a good evening.
Her: U too.
Clearly my early inconsistent beta behavior had her confused as I had a different vibe from when she came dressed to kill. Poor girl.
At this point she will have to mull over the aggressive nature of our time together.
During my time with her had a Chinese 5 walk past me 10 feet then do an about face and start staring at me. It kept going on and was creepy shit. I finally slowly raised one hand and said “Hi”. She continued to stare then walked up to the table next to us and sat down alone. WTH? Someone explain that shit. Also noticed some orbiting going on and some of the guys who are regulars seemed to have new respect for me.
So Sentient since you are batting a thousand on your perceptions I will let you put together the list of people jumping the gun. Take your time but I would like to see something in about 3 days.
Fire away…
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Somewhat similar situation as op in terms of independent wife….been with wife for 13 years….she’s very independent and stubborn and refuses to surrender to anything. Ever. Even when she likes something she will deny it….to the bitter end. Very frustrating. Have joked about and begged for some ass play the whole time we’ve been together…..not that I have an ass fetish but it’s one of few things we haven’t done. Anyway about 2 months ago we took a little weekend trip….no kids…..nice dinner….lots of drinks……and she’s taking longer to cum during oral cause she’s rather buzzed…. so I slide up the finger and for the first time in 13 years I didn’t get denied. As soon as my finger was fully in her ass she had a HUGE orgasm…immediately…..needl ess to say I was very excited about it. Victory….finally. Few weeks later…..Drunk again but not as drunk and she doesn’t want any part of it…..frustrating. few weeks later on another trip I put my finger to her ass and she says no….not drunk enough…..but I leave it there as I eat her…..few minutes later she says ok put it in…..I do…..this time I make sure to take my time and enjoy the moment since the last time she came almost instantly…..she clearly loved every second of it…. after a few minutes had a great orgasm. We didn’t talk about it after but I was certain that the battle would be over and she would stop resisting from that point forward…..she DEFINITELY loved every second of it. Week or so later…..after just a couple glasses of wine on a Friday night I decide to try again. She yells at me and tells me she doesn’t like it and she only did it for me…..which is complete BS. She’s amazingly stubborn and I know it’s all some type of fucked up power trip…..sometimes the more I actually want something the more resistant she actually becomes…..stupid woman power trip 100%. I love giving her pleasure…..I love going down on her and just want her to let go a little……and she refuses…..but yet the 2 times I’ve succeeded she’s squirmed and moaned like never before. Any advice?? She’s fucking impossible…..
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Great post.
Of course, anyone reading here already knows these principles.
But I have three sons.
They hunt, fish, camp, hike, play high school football, compete in powerlifting tournaments, shoot sporting clays and make good grades, and yet…..
I still see the effect this goddamned liberal feminist society has on them.
Where boisterous exuberant male behavior is a problem to be snuffed out with Ritalin. Masculinity is a disease to be scorned and stifled. Where seduction is rape, and smiling at a girl is rape, and growing sideburns is rape, and bench pressing is rape, and wanting to actually touch, kiss, and maybe even have sex with a girl is super-rapey-rape.
So my boys are unsure what to do. They have normal biological imperatives but the feminist society teaches them these urges are abnormal and shameful, and possibly even criminal.
Good thing they have me for a dad.
I’ve taught them from day one that girls want you to be a man. To make the first move. To approach. To not fear rejection, but to embrace it and learn from it.
I’m not at all hesitant to approach any woman, and on several occasions a woman has rejected my overtures but still told me that she appreciated that I approached. One woman said she was in a relationship but said “I like the way you just put yourself out there”.
If you approach, touch, and make the first move confidently and unapologetically, I think you set yourself apart from the masses of timid, feminized men. “Flat tires”, indeed.
And if you get shot down, so what? There’s no shame in that. Better to be bold, to put yourself out there, than to never be rejected because you never took a risk.
This is what I’m trying, with varying success, to teach my boys.
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1. How the hell did you post get through the NSA mod?
2. Be grateful you do not have daughters dude. Seriously.
By the way some good solid advice.
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Singlebass, they need a little more – something just a little Dark Triad. Handsome and strong and athletic and aggressive will get them 90% of the way, but they could still lapse into Beta mode and fail at the very last moment. Or they could get tongue-tied and fail to think of something charming to say – that little extra je ne sais quoi which they’ll need to push the old cow over the finish line. Women want [and need] to know that James Bond the effete wine snob can flip on a dime and become James Bond the ruthless killer. And of course James Bond needs to be a relentless flirt and a tease in order to keep the gina tinglezzzing throughout the relationship.
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And, of course, maybe the most important thing of all – they need to ENJOY themselves. If being in the company of chicks isn’t JUST PLAIN FUN for them, then they’ve got serious underlying problems which need to be dealt with. Either that, or else they need to socialize with a better quality of chick.
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Well, they certainly like girls,and they hang out with girls occasionally, and girls seem to like them. Also, they are still teenagers and so can be forgiven for not being high octane cocksmen quite yet.
Also, some things can’t be taught. They have to be learned through experience. I have told them about the rules for texting, about shit testing, boundaries, frame, hypergamy, and about the radical differences between male and female psychologies. They nod in agreement, but to truly understand these concepts they must enter the arena and get knocked down a few times. Every generation has to make its own mistakes.
I agree with you. Fundamental concepts of game are an unerring antidote to the feminized, emasculated, liberal culture in which we marinate. They are also the quickest way to get your hand on a girl’s zipper.
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> “they hang out with girls occasionally” The Beta Orbiter phenomenon is very real. If they want to score, then they need to cultivate that air of tall dark and mysterious stranger with a whiff of Danger about him. Otherwise, they might as well consider the chicks to be their sisters, and making a sexual move will be seen as “creepy”.
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Once I found Snoopy napping on a shark encased in glass. Bitches are so lazy in the West.
http://www.math.columbia.edu/~woit/NashMusings1979.pdf
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Update: Field Report
I have also reduced my rating for my 8 to a strong 7 for unspecified reasons.
So I drive up to my Happy Place when lo and behold the 8(7) is sitting at my table alone. Walk up and look at her to make sure. She looks up and gives me a sheepish grin. She is way under dressed, opposite of the last time. I put out my hand and then lead her up saying I want a hug. I give her a big hug and she hesitantly reciprocates. So I get my drink come back out and take her hand she seems pleased but also confused and hesitant. I stay there for well over two hours and she won’t leave even though there are times she is gently pulling back when I grab her hand. I ask her if she wants to take a walk. She seems to want to but then says she has to go… So I say goodbye take her hand she shakes it then I tell her I want a hug and she sheepishly gives me one. I immediately send a text to test the creepy gauge. She replies immediately
Me: Hey…
Her: hey
Me: Enjoyed seeing you. Have a good evening.
Her: U too.
Clearly my early inconsistent beta behavior had her confused as I had a different vibe from the last meeting when she came dressed to kill. Poor girl.
At this point she will have to mull over the aggressive nature of our time together.
During my time with her had an Asian 5 walks past me 10 feet then do an about face and start staring at me. It kept going on and was creepy shit. I finally slowly raised one hand and said “Hi”. She continued to stare then walked up to the table next to us and sat down alone. WTH? Someone explain that shit. Also noticed some orbiting going on and some of the guys who are regulars seemed to have new respect for me.
So Sentient since you are batting a thousand on your perceptions I will let you put together the list of people jumping the gun. Take your time but I would like to see something in about 3 days.
Fire away
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Related: 1920s germany
Not sure how much spin is put into the below post although I’ve read other sources regarding the Weimar Republic and the sexual-cultural degeneracy there in the 20s.
It’s as if what was created there has been replicated here on a much larger scale.
http://www.darkmoon.me/2013/the-sexual-decadence-of-weimar-germany-by-lasha-darkmoon/
20s Berlin = SF today
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“Weimar had failed because the pace had been too frenetic. People were aware they were being corrupted. That was fatal.
“To corrupt a nation effectively one must make sure that the descent into degradation is an infinitely slow and imperceptible process, one miniscule step at a time—just as those who wish to cook frogs alive in a saucepan, reducing them to a state of comatose stupor, are advised to place them in cold water and boil them to death as slowly as possible.”
And so they invented “liberalism” and “conservatism”. Those disturbed by the descent into chaos would join the conservatives (Republicans in the USA) who would simply serve as the caboose and the coefficient of kinetic friction for the liberals.
And of course, one property of a coefficient of kinetic friction is that it is always less than one.
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“Fat women were never attractive to men.”
Someone needs to get this message out to fatties, stat. They’ve been trying for the last so many decades to convince men that fat women are beautiful too and men should be attracted to them.
No, they are not attractive. I don’t care how many times SJWs and feminists try to pry that “logic” into a man’s mind – a man is not getting hard looking at a fat woman. Take it straight from the horse’s mouth (a man).
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“The diameter of her chest a fifth”… That’d be 13 inches. Someone’s grandpa f’d up.
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