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It’s generally advisable to avoid ever apologizing for any infraction of social or courtship etiquette — particularly if the rules of the etiquette which would constrain you were established by your enemies — if it’s women’s hearts you want to hoard (and men’s loyalty you want to mobilize). However, even alphas with unimpeachable state control occasionally must pay tribute to the strategic, if half-assed, mea culpa. Along the serpentine path to incredible power, extreme circumstances will present which vociferously demand at least a feint in the direction of quasi-apology.

Which is why I give a pass to Trump for his “apology” to Megyn Kelly. (The sneer quotes are very apt, you’ll soon see.)

A reader forwarded this video clip from the interview between Megyn “blood coming out of her wherever” Kelly and Donald God Emperor Trump. She has cornered him into explaining his multiple “retweets” of various tweets that contained references to her, Megyn, as a bimbo. Watch and learn from a Master Charismatic how to say “my bad” like a badboy rogue.

GREAT example of Trump’s charisma in the exchange from 6:12 – 6:25 from interview w/ crazy Megyn.

When a woman wants an apology, don’t give it to her. If she craves it and NEEDS it, give her a simulacrum of an apology, and deliver it with a cheeky grin. Which is what Trump did here. And, unsurprisingly, Megyn’s mile-wide smile right after that charming BROADside testified to the effectiveness of Trump’s coy concession.

By way of making a stark alpha male-beta male comparison, try to imagine ¡Jeb! Bush in the same situation. (Suspend your disbelief for this flight of fancy.) Megyn has put the pressure on Jeb to account for his retweets of Jeb fans referring to her as a bimbo. How do you think Jeb would have replied?

Megyn: “You retweet…bimbo.”

Yeb: “Did I say that?”

Megyn: “Many times.”

Yeb: “I am really sorry. That’s not who I am. It was the heat of the moment, and I got carried away. Geez, my wife — and let me remind everyone how much I respect and love my wife, she’s my hero — my wife would never tolerate such abusive misogynistic language, and she’d never let me hear the end of it if I did anything that looked like I might be approving of it, even if someone else said it……..”

Megyno: *no smile, vagina snapped shut tighter than a clam at low tide, resentment welling* “You sicken me, chauvinist pig.”

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Update: A readers points out another fine example of Trump’s tight Game in his interview with Megyn.

At 6.35 Trump says, “You’ve had a life that’s not been that easy”

How perfect is this? If you told a woman she had an easy life she’d take it as patronizing; if you told a woman she had a hard life she’d think you were saying she was from the ghetto.

you’ve had a life that’s not been that easy

Look at her face after that! The alpha knows when to misdirect and make it about her again so she can do what women do best at: talk about themselves.

Ambiguity, backhanded compliments (negs), frame control…. these are the tactics of the successful seducer.

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This ad from T-Mobile is just one example of the avalanche of miscegenation propaganda that’s been spilling out of the marketing departments of nearly every major American corporation and media organ for the past ten years, and which have been increasing in frequency tremendously since about two years ago.

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Mudshark monocles sold separately.

Why this sudden explosion of commercial, media, and government mongrelization indoctrination?

I can think of four possible reasons why Globo-Homo oligarchies and their paid-for government shills would actively promote miscegenation as selling points for their products/programs.

  1. Corporations have been overrun by SJW board members, executives, and managers. There are “true believers” now running major consumer and media industries, and they push miscegenation because they genuinely believe in its intrinsic value or they genuinely believe in its value as a mindfuck to ostracize and dispirit those (goyim) who aren’t autonomic cheerleaders for the muddy waters narrative.
  2. Corporations are being heavily pressured by SJWs and Numinous Negro shock troops to be more “inclusive” and “fight White privilege”, and the corps are responding by appeasing these freaks, figuring that the small cost in a presumed tiny number of lost irate customers outweighs the larger cost of bad publicity or settling frivolous lawsuits.
  3. Corporate boards have data which shows that miscegenation sells (to their identified market demos)! They push it cynically, to increase their bottom line, feeling no particular emotional attachment to it. If this rationale is true, then that means a growing wedge of American consumers, particularly those with discretionary cash, eat this MiscProp up. Sad!
  4. The ol’ smoke-n-mirrors. Corporations have created a large and avaricious Miscegenation Indoctrination Machine to distract from their 1%er takeover of the American economy. Keep their natural enemies — anti-fat cat shitlibs and low disgust threshold normies — occupied with technicolor hot button agitprop so that their attention is never drawn to the Globo-Homo elites’ championing of open borders, one-way trade agreements, and outsourcing that funnels money into the hands of fewer and fewer mega-wealthy value transferers while gutting the wages of ever more native sons of America.

I don’t know which reason is the most loathsome. All four probably have some salience (I think #2 and #4 are the biggest gears in the Miscegenation Indoctrination Machine). What I do know is that it is Good and Right to call out these Masturbators of the Cuckuverse for their reptilian scheming and attempted brainwashing. The more people that see this anti-White circus for what it is — the gravest show on earth — the more likely that the malevolent purveyors of mongrelization are beaten back to the loony bins where they belong and America can be great again.

PS I object less to authentically in-love mixed couples than I do to the active propaganda by our overlords to shove it down our throats like some twisted creeper’s idea of love.

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From Wickedpedia:

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It’s an academic question whether the anti-White agenda dominating the Western nations is a product of active eliminationist malevolence by a cabal of unhinged ideological zealots, or misguided universalist intention arising from a glitch in the Western White race’s evolutionary code. Whatever the source, the immediate concern should be stopping it, reversing it, and eventually holding accountable those who most doggedly disseminate the psy ops campaign to defame White ancestors, demoralize White spirit, Diversify White communities, and drive away Whites from a shared commitment to ensuring a future nation for themselves and their posterity. The stakes could not be higher.

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One reason (among many) the alt-right is burrowing into the softcore ids of shitlibs and cuckservatives and laying realtalk larvae that will chew its way out through their stunted amygdalas is that the alt-right is an amorphous, spontaneous consortium of happy hoodlums who by their nature can’t be purged, thus depriving the Hivemind of the best weapon it has to maintain their equalist anti-White status quo.

Digging deeper to discover the psychological mechanisms which facilitate the alt-right’s rise, we will find that alt-righters, taken as a whole, follow a few of Robert Greene’s “power laws“. Specifically:

Law 17: Keep Others in Suspended Terror: Cultivate an Air of Unpredictability

Humans are creatures of habit with an insatiable need to see familiarity in other people’s actions. Your predictability gives them a sense of control. Turn the tables: Be deliberately unpredictable. Behavior that seems to have no consistency or purpose will keep them off- balance and they will wear themselves out trying to explain your moves. Taken to an extreme, this strategy can intimidate and terrorize.

The dank meme machine that constitutes a significant stockpile of the alt-right’s rhetorical arsenal is the very definition of unpredictability. Could a cuckservative have had any prior intuition that he would be rightfully smeared as a cuck? Not a one of them saw it coming. That meme is so powerful the cucks STILL haven’t mustered an effective defense against it. And it’s been in circulation for months.

What about Pepe the green frog? Indescribably funny, totally out of left field… and brutally sadistic as an avatar of weaponized ridicule of SJWs and the Mewlers’ Row of Misfits.

Law 33: Discover Each Man’s Thumbscrew

Everyone has a weakness, a gap in the castle wall. That weakness is usually insecurity, an uncontrollable emotion or need; it can also be a small secret pleasure. Either way, once found, it is a thumbscrew you can turn to your advantage.

Many shitlibs have visible thumbscrews, ripe for twisting, but only to sadists who are not hamstrung by cucky PC (alt-right again fits the bill). The shitlib ids are, in fact, so easy to expose and rub raw that it’s a testament to the sheer cowardice, venality and stupidity of establishment cons that they couldn’t land even a glancing blow over the course of decades against their putative political enemies.

Law 39: Stir Up Waters to Catch Fish

Anger and emotion are strategically counterproductive. You must always stay calm and objective. But if you can make your enemies angry while staying calm yourself you gain a decided advantage. Put your enemies’ off-balance: Find the chink in their vanity through which you can rattle them and you hold the strings.

Law #39 is also a Game tactic (i.e., state control, or conventionally known as grace under pressure). This law is essentially the Law of Trolling, something which the alt-right has mastered, if not created. Maintaining composure while delivering your shivs drives your foe into impotent spasms of defensiveness or juvenile rage-quitting.The alt-right has knocked leftoids and cucks alike off-balance. They are reduced to flailing futilely against an enemy in the dark.

Finally, we move on to what I believe is the Power Law most responsible for the alt-right’s successful occupation of enemy minds:

Law 48: Assume Formlessness

By taking a shape, by having a visible plan, you open yourself to attack. Instead of taking a form for your enemy to grasp keep yourself adaptable and on the move. Accept the fact that nothing is certain and no law is fixed. The best way to protect yourself is to be as fluid and formless as water; never bet on stability or lasting order. Everything changes.

Keep the shitlibs and cucks guessing. Be mentally agile. Make it hard for you to be pigeon-holed. Move swiftly and surely to new topics and rhetorical lines of attack before foes have the time and floppy-wristed back-up to fully digest the nature of their vivisected egos and to mount a counter-attack. (Trump is a pro at this.)

When shitlibs can’t get a handle on you, when they are reduced to constantly playing Wile. E Coyote to your happy-go-lucky Road Runner, they must resort to tired clichés pulled from the B-sides of their sophism repertoire. Then they appear lame and destructible; no longer the invulnerable, imperial force of culture standard-bearers. Their thermal exhaust ports are now exposed, begging for a shitlord with half a sack to drop a proton torpedo down their smug uptalk chutes.

The alt-right is winning because it follows these power laws, it has attracted warrior and poet rebels, and

most importantly

they have that one defining quality

that special “something”

that the cucks, GOPers, and establishment cons never had…

ZFG.

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cheating-man-bustedThere comes a time in a man’s life (or a few hundred times) when the sum total of his gathered experiences with women and the wisdom he gained from them is called upon to help him out of a pinch. The pinch I refer to is when a woman accuses you of sneaking around on the side. There are only three things that drain the blood faster from a man’s face than the thought of erectile dysfunction:

  1. When your wife serves you divorce papers.
  2. When you catch your woman fooling around with another man.
  3. When your woman busts you for cheating.

The first two haven’t happened to me, but the last one has… multiple times. And from those trials by ovarian fire I have learned a few valuable lessons. I’m here to tell you what to do — or, more precisely, what *not* to do — when your girl jabs the infidelity finger of accusation in your face.

I’ll illustrate how NOT to handle a suspicious girlfriend with a fairly recent example from my own life (about two years ago). I was three months into a torrid fling with a pretty cable TV station producer whose sexual appetite rivaled the libidos of the horniest girls in the world — the Russians. She left streaks of black fingernail polish on my shower tiles, which I did not clean off for months as a tribute to her voracious vagina.

As with most sexual dynamos, she was a Class A attention whore. There are pics of her scattered all over the social media pooniverse of her (literally) dancing on bars and hipster supplicants licking her stockinged calves. She is now a grad student, still childless. One Friday evening, we were having ice cream and she asked me to join her later at a fashion show her friends were putting on. I said maybe and offered a go-to excuse about a friend coming to town, because little did TV producer girl know I hadn’t broken up with the serious girlfriend I had been dating for a year (the serious gf didn’t know about the fling) and I had made tentative plans to see her that night. The option to blow off my loving girlfriend was not available, as her and I were at a critical juncture where any more asshole behavior on my part (such as not seeing her on a Friday night) would’ve caused her to dump me to avoid further pain. I wished not for that gravy train to end.

Later that night, as I post-coitally lounged in my girlfriend’s bed, the TV producer texted me asking if I was coming to meet her. I didn’t respond. I wanted to see her, but the logistics were horrible. (Try escaping an intimacy-shrouded bed to see another woman without rousing suspicions. Not that easy while the oxytocin is flowing freely.) I was stuck.

The sexpot fling texted me the next day asking to meet her at a local bar later that night. Hoping for another brain frying bang, I happily met up with her. The curse of Admiral Akhbar was upon me. It was a trap. As soon as I sat down on the stool beside her, the conversation assumed an ominous tone:

HER: So why didn’t you come join me last night?

ME: Oh, I had some things come up. A buddy is leaving town and I wanted to see him before he left.

HER: What’s his name?

ME: [I hesitated for that critical split second when a girl can figure something is up] Um… Bobby.

HER: Where did you meet him?

ME: [X] street.

HER: I thought you told me your friend was coming to town?

ME: Um, oh yeah, well he was coming, but then leaving, so I wanted to catch up with him.

HER: [long pause, staring intensely into my eyes] Your story’s not consistent. What girl were you with last night?

Why did she suddenly sound like a goddamn lawyercunt?

ME: What?

HER: Why don’t you tell me who you were really with last night.

As suddenly as a tropical squall, her face hardened into a sheet of ice. The love had vanished. For some inexplicable reason, I decided a mid-course change in my story was acceptable. (It never is. Stick to your lie like it’s the 11th Commandment.)

ME: Look, I don’t like talking about this shit in my life, but my ex-girlfriend is going through a tough time and she needed me. [I was hoping to gain points for being compassionate. What a fool I was.] If I didn’t go see her, she might’ve freaked out.

HER: I don’t date cheaters. Or liars. I’m leaving town soon. It was nice knowing you.

Although I tried to smooth the waters, I did not get a bon voyage bang.

Some of you will be able to figure out where I went wrong. Pretty much everywhere. The above vignette is a textbook example of how to bungle the handling of a girl accusing you of cheating. I had violated my own rules for dealing with women.

  • I prevaricated, weakly.
  • I attempted a salvage operation.
  • I played right into her frame.
  • I confessed.

These four bullet points are everything you need to know about what NOT to do when accused by a girlfriend/wife/fling of spreading your man manna. You will want to do the exact opposite of what I did. Namely:

  • Don’t prevaricate.
  • Don’t backpedal or appease.
  • Reframe.
  • Deny deny deny!

Let’s illustrate how to properly handle the above scenario by changing the words I say.

HER: So why didn’t you come join me last night?

ME: I had some personal issues to take care or.

HER: What issues?

ME: It’s personal and nothing to do with you.

HER: Did you meet a girl?

ME: Would you like my bank account number while you’re at it, Inspector Clouseau?

HER: If you’re fucking around with someone else I want to know.

ME: No.

HER: Why don’t you tell me who you were really with last night.

ME: Heidi Klum and Scarlett Johansson. We fucked like rabbits. I had to kick them out. Clingy bitches.

HER: I don’t date cheaters. Or liars.

ME: I don’t date distrustful girls.

Now there’s no way to know if this would’ve resulted in the bang bus rolling on, but I believe the readers will agree that the odds of retaining the sexpot’s services would have been much higher had I handled it as in the second imagined scenario.

So, to recap:

When accused of cheating:

  1. Pause before answering.
  2. Speak directly. Don’t hem and haw.
  3. Look her in the eyes. Remember, every moment with a girl is a staring contest which you must win.
  4. Don’t appease. Appeasement is the great pussy desiccator.
  5. Don’t fall into her frame. Reframing is king!
  6. And, finally, deny like the sociopath you are. No matter how damning the evidence (she could walk in on you with your cock up to the hilt in strange pussy) if you keep a straight face and firmly deny everything she will rationalize a way to believe you. Yes, even the smart childless ones with multiple grad school degrees.

If you’re gonna play the man’s game, you had best know how to rig the rules in your favor.

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Cirque du Solei is the most recent entertainment act to boycott North Carolina over a law passed in the state barring mentally ill men in dresses from peeing in front of your daughter in women’s restrooms.

CdS morally preens ans status whores about opposing “discrimination in any form”, (really? discrimination against necrophiliacs too?), but as Breitbart points out, Cirque du Sogay has no plans to cancel its shows in the United Arab Emirates where open homosexuals are put to death.

Cirque du Sashay is one of many examples of shitlib virtue signaling, in which the conspicuous assertion and indulgence of virtuous feeling is more important than virtuous deed. Boycotting a state for an eminently reasonable law to prohibit cross-dressing men from women’s restrooms while continuing to do business in a country that would throw cross-dressing men off buildings to cheering crowds below is as little virtuous as it is greatly hypocritical. Donning a mantle of virtue to impress friends and win plaudits from similarly signaling virtuomos is not the same thing as actual virtue.

There are three psychological motivations compelling shitlib virtue signaling about tranny “””rights””” (this bullet list can be applied to nearly every shitlib cause du jour).

1. Shitlibs don ‘t really believe Arabs (or blacks/mestizos/gypsies/etc) are as evolved, culturally or genetically, as Western Whites, and therefore can’t be expected to adhere to Western morals. Shitlibs are in truth extremely racist and expect more from Whites and less from nonWhites, which is why they punish (as they see it) minor transgressions by BadWhites more severely than major transgressions by NuminousNonwhites.

2. Shitlibs don’t really give a shit about tranny rights, they just want to act self-righteous and gain social status points with their amygdala-stunted SWPL peers. Their virtue, such as it is, is wholly self-aggrandizing in the pursuit of social benefits that will redound to their (awkwardly androgynous) reproductive fitness.

3. Shitlibs are one group of Whites that hate another group of Whites, and their moral causes are merely weaponized rhetoric to lower the social standing of the enemy Whites best situated to be the group that ousts shitlibs from power. Virtue signaling thus accomplishes two fitness-maximizing tasks for the shitlib: raising their own social status and lowering the social status of their most immediate and capable competitors: nonshitlib Whites and shitlib Whites who may grow a pair and stray off the reservation (taking many others with them to foment revolution against the reigning shitlib order). In this motivation, virtue signaling can as reasonably be called ‘virtue warning’.

As the scope of the battles in which shitlibs can morally posture shrinks, the ridiculousness of their causes approaches lunacy. We are reaching the logical end-game of shitlibbery, and it’s nothing less than wholesale normalization of mental illness. One can only guess what’s next on the shitlib plate, but advocacy for “benign” forms of pedophilia and bestiality are certainly a possibility.

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Commenter jackmcg came up with a clever parlor game.

Want to test your phrenology skills? [ed: minor quibble, but technically, this would be testing your physiognomy skills]

I looked at the hashtags for each presidential candidate, and grabbed the profile pictures of 10 supporters for each. 5 women and 5 men. I took the first ten that I saw, so it’s as random and unbiased as I could make it.

So which supporters go with which candidate? Clinton, Sanders, Trump, Kasich, Cruz.

Anyone who wants to try I’ll let you know if you get it right.

Click on it for a larger, clearer view.

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Fun stuff! Here are my guesses:

Group 1: Kasich or Cruz

They look pretty conventional, middle America, nice White lady vibe from the women, and cuck vibe from the men.

Group 2: Trump

Men aren’t smiling, have that shitlord look to the eyes. UNCUCKED. The women look like they enjoy the company of men.

Group 3: Cucksich or Cruz (leaning Cruz)

Sunglasses, military, flag shirt, guitar. The men are good ol’ boys. The women look friendly but also a little mentally unstable. Possible religious nuts?

Group 4: Sanders

Men: Baseball hats, beards/goatees, and that Quentin Tarantino-ish faggotry about the face. Women: exotics, cat ladies, and art and crafts hippies.

Group 5: TheCunt

The men are all weird-looking omegas, and one of them is doing something stupidly ironic in his profile pic (sipping on an iced coffee). The women look like manjawed lawyercunts and sluts. Two of them are wearing “problem glasses”.

You can find the answers here., along with PA’s 5/5 winning picks and reasoning behind each one. I’ll give myself 4.5/5. The sexually de-polarized manjaws and omega males were the easiest; those are Hillary folk!

PS PHYSIOGNOMY IS REAL

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