Comment Of The Week: Ironsides On The Bigger Truth Revealed By The NPC Meme

I seldom use this term, but that video is absolute genius.

The reaction of the Left to the NPC shows that it’s a killshot, which horrifies and outrages them because they know it’s true. They’re like the cockroaches zombified by the (((emerald cockroach wasp))) suddenly being confronted with the stark, brilliant, heartless truth of what’s being done to them. That they’re cooperating willingly with those eating them alive.

On our side, though, they have smashed everything that we value. They’ve degraded our women into the willing whores of vile foreigners and forced us to watch.

They’ve bombarded us with the uttermost degradation humans are capable of until we’re numbed by it.

They’ve defiled every innocence we had, and forced us, violently force-fed us, with their gloating triumphalism over their plan for the destruction of our race, our cultures, our achievements, our languages, our art, our music, our descendants, our memory.

And in so doing, they’ve shaped men on whom none of their barbs can stick. We’ve looked into the grinning face of the darkness they worship, because they’ve compelled us to.

Though I hate to quote the (((movies,))) the Joker’s line sums up what they’ve forged their opponents into:

“You have nothing! Nothing to threaten me with. Nothing to do with all your strength.”

We’ve looked into the ultimate abyss — the threatened erasure of our kind, the blank pit of extinction in which there isn’t even a vicarious continued existence for us in descendants or countrymen.

There’s no label they can throw at us that can unman us. There’s no deed of our world-conquering ancestors that will silence us with shame. We meet their loudest blustering with a laugh and utter defiance, because they have attacked our weaknesses so much that they burned them away.

Hoist the banner and brandish your manifest vengeance, because this comment was a call to revolution. The CH COTW award, precious and desired as it is, hardly compensates.

#TheDefiance

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When Cleverness Is A Liability

Steve Sailer noted that Trump’s tweets aren’t very clever, but they don’t need to be, and in fact cleverness might obstruct the lethal precision of Trump’s shivs.

My guess is that Trump will never, ever use “Picohontas.” This has a double utility to Trump. By not using it, Trump doesn’t alienate the vast percentage of voters who don’t know that “pico” means “one-trillionth.” (I personally guessed it meant one-billionth, but that of course would be “Gigahontas.”)

But also, because Trump doesn’t use a supremely clever insult he lures in the Establishment Media to insutlt as a low brow and thus keep the controversiy alive on Trump’s terms; that Senator Warren isn very Indian.

gregor provides additional logic for Trump’s aversion to cleverness when he’s trying to go around the Chaimstream Media and report directly to the people through his Twatter account,

Right. Trump has the right instincts on this. For one thing, these clever portmanteaus work a lot better in writing than in speech. To a writer like Steve the more clever term is irresistible. But a TV guy like Trump knows that you want the spoken phrase to hit immediately. You don’t your audience confused even for a second about why you’re mispronouncing Pocahontas.

The other part of it is that Trump isn’t a nerd.

Cleverness comes across better in writing, that’s true. And better in movies, which are scripted and edited to ensure clever lines aren’t lost like they are in the normal raucousness of real life casual conversation, or drowned out by background interruption.

I like cleverness, and I indulge it, but I tend to steer clear of it offline, unless I know my audience will appreciate it. I particularly avoid it when seducing girls, unless the girl is a type I’ve learned from experience will cherish my whimsical quips (artsy, smart, dressed in odd yet feminine clothing (pixie chic)).

I’ve similarly noted that cleverness can be an obstacle to a proper seduction. If you’re too clever, you’re liable to be perceived as too try-hard, which is the kiss of death for a pickup. Plus, you run a high risk of flubbing your delivery, or straining to locate the verbiage, or messing up the timing (because an AMOG rudely interrupted your moment in the sun with a shoulder punch), any of which will repulse the girl because now she thinks you desperately want to make an impression on her (but are failing at it)……which only reinforces the “male chaser-female chasee” script, that you should be flipping if you want to negate the natural advantage girls have in the early stages of courtship.

You don’t need to be witty to have Game:

…if you are all wit and no frame, you are an entertainment monkey who arouses women’s brains but leaves their pussies dry. In contrast, if you are all frame and no wit, you are a sexy beast women can’t help but find alluring, even as they gripe about your curt assholery to their friends.

Now, it should go without saying (though this blog does attract its share of stupids and ego-invested contrarians who need it said over and over) that it’s better to have frame AND wit, rather than frame alone. Hank Moody wit is a killer weapon to have in the field, even more potent than having top 10% looks. But, if you had to choose, frame is the better of the two. So banish from your thoughts doubts that your lack of wit consigns you to involuntary celibacy. I’ve witnessed too many overconfident lunkheads without a clever word to say but teeming with the right attitude effortlessly swoop babes to believe otherwise.

Maxim #55: Less talking is always sexier than more talking. If you struggle to find something witty to say to a girl, stop trying. Flailing for the “right” words is approval-seeking beta behavior that women can sniff from across a room.

Corollary to Maxim #55: A grunt or aloof gesture trumps a try-hard, strained, verbose comeback.

When this subject comes up in real life, I like to tell my guy friends to recall those times they were challenged or annoyed by their sisters or some female friends they didn’t find attractive. I ask them to remember how they felt, how they acted, and what they said. Invariably, they all say they remember being cool as cucumbers, dismissive, and even rude. They were careless with their words and cared even less what their sisters or unattractive female friends thought of them. They remember feeling like one might feel if a mosquito was buzzing around one’s head; they just wanted to shoo it away, or tell it to go find the nearest bug zapper. They certainly did not try to impress them with Shakespearean wit.

“Good,” I say. “Now that’s the way you should act when you talk to ATTRACTIVE girls.”

Frame before wit. Get the basics right first and the mentally scripted fluff will sound more authentic later.

Indirect vs Direct vs Clever Openers:

Eric Barker, the guy who runs that fantastic repository of helpful science, notes that mentally tired people are less receptive to clever pickup lines. If you’re churning through garbage hour and hitting on tired girls, keep it simple. A brief comment about something in your shared environment is all it will take.

So cute (aka douchebag) lines are the worst. No surprise there. Those kinds of lines are spit more for the entertainment of a guy’s buddies watching nearby than they are for the purpose of attracting a girl.

Clever lines you aspiring William F. Buckleys might be tempted to use are wasted on tired girls, and likely on any girl with an IQ under 120, which is most of them.

Direct openers aren’t as bad as cutesy openers, but girls still prefer the indirect strategy from men.

The abiding truth that game practitioners keep coming back to (and that science often confirms) is that girls don’t want the nuts and bolts of their seduction revealed to them; they want men to just *know* what they like and give them the *feelings* of being successfully seduced, and that means men must maintain plausible deniability about their sexual intentions, even if feminists shriek that such a mating strategy amounts to “manipulation”.

Again, cleverness has limited applicability in the realm of pickup. Use it sparingly, and targeted to girls who will admire it.

If you are a clever man, you won’t want to surrender an SMV advantage. Would a tall man willingly give up a foot of height? I understand that men will want to use every tool at their disposal to outcompete other men and fat cockblocks for the poosy prize, but cleverness is a double-edged sword that can swing against you if it’s unsheathed too frequently. The best compromise is to pair your cleverness with aloof body language and attitude, so that you seem less like you’re impressing the girl than you are amusing yourself.

Instead of cleverness, think more in terms of “power words“:

The ideal verbal approach is to coax an accelerated camaraderie with the use of “power words” — which are usually mono- or bisyllabic — that girls promptly jack into via emotional pathways that electrify fastest when lubed by simpler, stronger words than by nuanced Oxfordian words stuffed with exquisite connotations. This will be your conversational base, over which you will furnish the occasional five-dollar words and ambiguous subtext, because no pickup attempt went to the bedroom without first rubbing her rationalization hamster against the grain.

We’ve all known that ladykiller Chad who struts into conversations and drops 10 cent monosyllabic words like nukes, drawing female attention to himself, blowing up male competition, and, like Trump, opening a fruitful path for further flirtation (or media amplification).

Cleverness should be a supplement, not your main lingual course. Picohontas? The mensa crowd claps. Pocohontas? The lady vaj flaps. Find that balance and pickup will become a joy instead of a chore.

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Sublime NPC Meme Art

From DEUSVULT,

The NPC is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a SJW, soyboy, dangerhair, cuck, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him an NPC and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”

Heh. This meme is really getting under the skin of conformist suckup shitlibs.

More NPC art:

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A Memetic Killshot: The NPC Meme

The NPC meme is the best meme since Pepe. This thing has legs.

SJWs and generic unaffiliated shitlibs have two thermal exhaust ports: they are most vulnerable to mockery which targets their fears of being conformist suckups and of being unoriginal, predictable bores.

The NPC meme — a humanoid graphic which substitutes a blank ASCII face for expressiveness, to which is attached standard neolib boilerplate — is the sort of soulkilling reminder that the SJW hordes don’t think for themselves and lean on digestible anti-White pabulum to help them feel unique. It’s a clever repurposing of the autism slur to apply to social media consumed leftoids who mouth late night talk show shibboleths thinking it makes them renegades.

Once again, the fine volk at /pol/ earn the coveted Chateau Shiv of the Week for their NPC meme addition to the memescape.

PS How will you know the NPC meme has pierced shitlib vitals? By their wails of protest, of course:

ps NPC is a role-playing video game acronym meaning Non-Player Character. NPCs were stock characters inserted into games to help progress the storyline. They said the same lines every time you met them, which is where the humor of the meme originates.

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Your Daily Game: A Low-Effort Persuasion Trick

Game literature as well as generic persuasion how-tos include a seduction technique known as “future pacing”. It is one of the most powerful persuasion tools and can rapidly intensify the comfort stage of a pickup.

Naturally, Trump the Master of Seduction is familiar with future pacing. From a Gabber,

we need to radicalize the White Wamens

and Trump showed exactly how to do that – use emotional language, not stats & facts

imagine it was your husband or father or brother or son that this [kavanaugh’s show trial] was happening to

imagine that it was someone you love who you know was innocent and some left-wing bitch decided to destroy his life over politics, cause he doesn’t agree with her on abortion

what would you do?

btw, that’s a key little Persuasion Phrase there, telling someone to imagine something

it works even if the person you’re trying to manipulate knows you’re trying to manipulate them

ppl can’t help but imagine something you tell them to imagine

imagine an elephant, imagine you’re an astronaut, imagine you’re old and dying, imagine you’re a kid again

see?

The ease and simplicity of this powerful tactic is the word “imagine”. When you’re with a girl, start a sentence with “imagine”. Build a vajnette around it. Lead her where you want her mind to go…

“Imagine you get carried away on an ecstatic high from meeting someone new, someone exciting…”

The pussibilities are endless.

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How To Spot A Sociopath (Post-America Edition)

Commenter Tipsy forwarded some useful information regarding sociopaths:

Martha Stout, author of “The Sociopath Next Door” estimates that the rate of sociopathy in the general population is about 4%. That’s 1 out of 25. Here’s a quote:

“After listening for almost twenty-five years to the stories my patients tell me about sociopaths who have invaded and injured their lives, when I am asked, “How can I tell whom not to trust?” the answer I give usually surprises people. The natural expectation is that I will describe some sinister-sounding detail of behavior or snippet of body language or threatening use of language that is the subtle giveaway. Instead, I take people aback by assuring them that the tip-off is none of these things, for none of these things is reliably present. Rather, the best clue is, of all things, the pity play. The most reliable sign, the most universal behavior of unscrupulous people is not directed, as one might imagine, at our fearfulness. It is, perversely, an appeal to our sympathy.”

The pity play. Fits Christine Ballsy-Fraud perfectly.

And guess who falls hardest for pity plays?

Dumb people
Women
Betaboy White knights, if it’s a pity playette

According to Martha Stout, the author of “The Sociopath Next Door”, the most reliable sign of a sociopath is their appeal to a normal’s person sympathy, despite their abusive, destructive, manipulative, and mendacious behavior.

“If, instead, you find yourself often pitying someone who consistently hurts you or other people, and who actively campaigns for your sympathy, the chances are close to 100 percent that you are dealing with a sociopath.”

The BPD headcase femme fatale cries out in pain as she makes your life a living hell.

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We are all James Woods

Twatter brownflakes and sjws appear intent on cratering the share price of their platform. Today, Twatter locked James Woods out of his account. For being too based, basically.

Hey guys, @Twitter has locked @RealJamesWoods’ account.

His statement: “You are a coward, @jack. There is no free speech for Conservatives on @Twitter.”#JamesWoods pic.twitter.com/zGVOnxP0D6

— Sara Miller (@Millerita) September 21, 2018

The tweet which @Jackboots found offensive is mild by Maul-Right standards. But whatever, Woods has a lot of followers and he’s dangerously heretical to the neolib equalist orthordoxy, so that’s reason enough to silence him.

Trannyslation from the Tweetspeak: “We received a report from a DNC operative about one of your tweets which includes text and imagery that has the potential to be misleading in a way that could impact the Democrats’ chances in the upcoming midterm elections.”

It used to be shitlibs would plug their ears when they heard realtalk. Now they plug your mouth.

Progress?

PS You can add James Woods to the very short list of Left Coast shitlords which includes Mel Gibson and Vince Vaughn (and the street artist SABO). Unsurprisingly for this fact, Woods’ girlfriend Sara Miller is a hot young piece of shitlordette. You know how chicks dig nonconformist rebels.

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