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Hoverhanding is such a beta male (verging on omega male) tell, that it’s more alpha to commingle with another man in an act of sharing the firmly-gripped flesh of one woman.

Word of the Day: Ownership

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I’ve made this point before, but I think Tes tos Tyrone puts it more elegantly,

Even more fundamental Cap… it’s hidden in the two words “Invade/Invite”.

Invading is to enter, conquer, overwhelm, force to submit… to invite is to invite in, to attract, lure, entice or tempt.

At its most basic, this is in fact the precise role males and females engage in leading up to and during sexual congress.

The whole process of picking up girls, charming them, and seducing them into bed is one of action. It requires a wellspring of impudence and entitlement that feminists would balk at, but which is necessary if the human species is to continue existing.

Male seduction is, essentially, invasion. Men seduce as men invade: with purpose, triumphantly.

The process of being seduced is more complicated. There are elements of action — filtering, screening, testing — but predominantly it involves a strategic retreat and relinquishment to a greater, and more alluring, power. Women don’t wait supine for their conquerors, but neither do they push into new territory to find their conquerors. Men must invade women’s space and attention to have a shot at success. Women for their part entice this manly incursion by sending out invitations in the form of flirting, beauty, and other female lures that their “territory” is open to occupation.

Female seduction is, essentially, invitation. Women seduce as women invite: with pleasure, satisfyingly.

The dance of courtship between men and women is mirrored geopolitically in the active resistance of men to invasion and the passive submission of sexually available women to invasion.

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Given the premise of this post, we may have a way forward to solving our shared single White woman problem and saving America from the open borders locust swarm. The issue, as I see it, is that White men have been playing defense for too long. Always appeasing, always conceding, always cucking. The rise of the Maul-Right has shown there’s a better path. If the essence of maleness is Invasion, then our sexually primed single White women can be wooed by their men going on offense; in practice this would mean adopting rhetoric that is much more potent, passionate, and prodding than what White men have succumbed to the past few generations. It means reframing the third world invasion and open borders as a temporary battlefield defeat that will only spur America’s White men to rally the troops, gather arms, and storm the shitlands of their invaders. This doesn’t have to signify literal invasion; what it should evoke in single White women (and their dirt world pets) is a virile, masculine purge of the invaders from the homelands of White men. We will purge the squatters, and we will purge the traitors, and we will purge the media accessories to the invasion. This is action. This is strength. And in the end, this is aroused White women brought back under the tutelage and direction of their White men.

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None other than Plato had this to say about Diversity™:

From Plato’s dialogue, The Republic.

Plato, run through the CH translator: “Inharmonious irregularity” + Proximity = War.

Our modren virtue signaling SWPLs do very well on the SAT verbals, but they’re no match for the smarts and wisdom of the ancients. They are like little baby brain in comparison. And their little baby brains are sending the West right over a cliff, wah wah wah all the way down.

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Emailer M has a Game question concerning girls who needle men about their pasts.

Any quick tips for being in a relationship where a female frets about your past? I’m a frequent recipient of shit tests regarding my ‘fuckboy’ past. Example: ‘you’re so good at ____, you must have done this a lot of other girls’.

I’ll start with one I used in the past with wondrous success: “I was thinking about you every time” (for use after an extended break).

Hopefully these can help other readers in similar situations.

Agree&Amplify is your best friend in these situations.

FLARING FURROW: “you’re so good at _____, you must have done this with a lot of other girls.”

TRUMP’S IDOL: “practice makes perfect.”

If she persists (like thecunt didn’t), and Agree&Amplify isn’t leading her out of rummaging through your past, then you move on to DEFCUNT 2: LAY DOWN THE LAW.

PUCKERING PUSSY: “how many girls have you been with, seriously?”

HE WHOM TRUMP CONSULTS: “a normal amount. keep pestering me with this crap and you can join them.”

Generally, girls who are truly worried about your past and what it might mean for the present with you, won’t directly verbalize those worries, especially not in the glib manner that M relays here. So if a girl you’re with is sneaking in coy, quasi-flirtatious jabs about your past relationships with girls, she’s just winding herself up for a big drama fix. Many such cases. A numerically imposing number of women love manufacturing drama, because modern society with all its technocomforts, office cubicle desouling, and forcible betatization sucks the drama, and the essential sexual polarity, out of relationships.

To retrieve a semblance of that missing drama, girls will sometimes dig for juicy nuggets in your romantic past. This serves two purposes: One, it can alleviate her concern that she may have hitched her womb wagon to a beta mule with a thin romantic history, and two, it helps invigorate her flagging libido when she suspects she has to compete with the vagina power of girls cum before her.

A guide for interpreting girls’ fretting about your past:

  • If you receive no questions from a girl about your romantic history, she’s not fully invested in you. She still has too much relationship hand.
  • If you receive an occasional half-serious question from a girl about your romantic history, she’s worried just the right amount that you might be too good for her. Expect sheet-twisting sex soon.
  • If you receive a constant, irritating barrage of leaden questions from a girl about your romantic history, she’s either stalker material or rationalizing her utter lack of interest in you. Deploy A&A and DEFCUNT 2, and if those fail, beat her to the dumping.

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Some words should never be spoken aloud….unless speaking them aloud is personally advantageous.

Once upon a tingle, I had gotten into a shouting match with a girl I was dating. As is the wont of her sex, she quickly wound herself up to a height of melodrama and hysteria on the flimsiest and stupidest of pretexts, emptying a deluge of emotion that was really about an old resentment having nothing to do with the reason given for her anger in the moment.

But the shrieking and carrying on had cracked my coolasfuckness. Even an Amused Master has a breaking point. My hand slashing the air between us, I growled,

“You don’t get it! I need you less than you need me.”

Boom, drop the shrike.

Now, my statement happened to be true, but it didn’t need to be true for it to hit her id dead center. A silence swept over her, lips trembling, eyes rattling in her sockets, and her face reddened, like a baby caught in a body-quaking anticipatory soundlessness just before unleashing a wicked wail.

But instead of corking off with a femme finale of righteous rage, she physically crumpled and loosed a bitter mewl…if that’s the way you feel about me….is that the way you feel?….cause that’s just an asshole thing to say….

Reading between the lines, I knew she was saying, “I’m not ready to let go of you, so I’ll step off this ledge I walked out on.” When a girl exhales a vulnerability like “cause that’s just an asshole thing to say”, you can be guaranteed two things: she hasn’t stopped loving you, and she needed to hear that from you.

The Game lesson is to remember “I need you less than you need me” by heart, because it’ll be useful if you spend any significant time with the furor sex. It’s a condensed and concentrated form of Dread Game, which when deployed will demoralize even the most combative girlfling. Your reward will be a renewed flowering of her adoring femininity…..for a while. Generally, though, the long term prognosis for relationships that have shared a vitriol to match in vitality any love that might be present isn’t promising. Rut and roam, gentlemen. You’ve only so much life to blow on poison giney.

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Diversity + Proximity = War.

I got to thinking about this ugliest of Ugly Truths while reading a Sailer post about a review of a book written by a French “real estate theoretician” (now there’s a legitimate new job created by open borders) taking on political correctness. An excerpt from the Frenchman’s book jumped out at me.

A public-housing development is a community, yes, and one can wish that it be more diverse. But it is also an economic resource that, more and more, is getting fought over tribally. An ethnic Frenchman moving into a heavily North African housing project finds himself threatening a piece of property that members of “the community” think of as theirs. Guilluy speaks of a “battle of the eyes” fought in the lobbies of apartment buildings across France every day, in which one person or the other—the ethnic Frenchman or the immigrant’s son—will drop his gaze to the floor first.

Regular guests of Le Chateau will be familiar with the “battle of the eyes”, because it also features in dominance displays between men vying for women’s attention, and in seduction cues between men and women. (I personally love this archived CH post that advises striking a balance between unwavering eye contact and tactical distractedness when picking up a woman.)

Eye contact is a crucial indicator of a man’s self-perceived social and therefore sexual status. If he is given to promptly lowering his eyes when meeting the gaze of strangers, or of women, or of invader saracens, then he is communicating his low status. He is a beta male, and in the case of France, he is a beta male on his own turf.

Interestingly, there’s a confluence of biomechanical streams than join and flow into a delta where Game, Dominance, and Diversity mix in a toxic effluvium. Male dominance — telegraphed through various means, including body language signals — is inherently attractive to women. The ladies love men who show dominance over other men, and over women. The happy nature of woman is to submit to a powerful man; this goes doubly for careerist feminist shrikes. A woman never feels more fulfilled in the embrace of her feminine essence than when she is captivated by a man above her in all the ways that matter.

Men will always strive for dominance in one form or another over other men, because they understand beyond their conscious ken that this is the avenue to flared furrows. There will be no extinguishing of this male urge without reconfiguring humanity into something other than a sexually reproducing species. Men with kinship or national ties (but I repeat myself) can cooperate, but the dominance domino is always in the back of man’s mind, waiting to topple.

Diversity™ accelerates the internal drivers of male dominance; when a genetically and culturally distant tribe invades (courtesy of invites sent out by the globalist elites) the land of another tribe, male dominance displays are amplified and aggravated to the precipice, and beyond, of violence.

Smiling, too, is a cue of social status. Among men, toothy smiles are a signal of submission, of low status, and of low testosterone level. Smiling is context dependent; when a fighter is outmatched by his opponent, (and he knows it), he will smile more, indicating an unwillingness to proceed with hostilities (naturally, this display of submission only emboldens the stronger man).

Smiling relates to degree of Diversity™ as well. It’s no coincidence that America is both a diverse country and a nation filled with goofy smilers. Though this article‘s author doesn’t connect the dots, the real reason Americans feel compelled to smile so much is because Diversity™ imposes miseries on them and increases the contexts and opportunities for intertribal dominance displays. Sad to say that White Americans are losing this battle of the smiles; your typical SWPL isn’t smiling in the company of vibrancy because he’s friendly…he’s smiling because he’s signaling his submission to the invaders. As the emailer welcomerain wrote,

Apparently, Americans smile a lot cuz diversity.

This has many disturbing implications that the article does not explore. If we smile more to signal amiability in a diverse population, this necessarily implies that diverse populations have a lot of internal tension. In other words, Science has once again conceded that Diversity + Proximity = War.

The article does not make note of the fact that most of this smiling goes one way. Dindus maintain their thug scowls and angry pouts. Only the goodwhites supplicate with grins as immobile as car grilles.

It is by this means and toward this end that goodwhites are being forcibly betaized. This process feeds itself.

The Forcible Betatization of Western Whites is a perfect catch-all term to describe the evils of the Globohomo Inc agenda to de-White the White West: Step One: Neuter the White men.

Diversity™ will increase the need for dominance or submission displays such as “battle of the eyes” and smiling like a goof. As social trust craters, people must fall back on primal modes of interpersonal assessment, which means a return to primitive dominance and submissiveness postures to keep the social peace and prevent all-out tribal warfare. If this strikes you as a regression from European norms of social interaction to a more African-style norm, you’d be right. As a rule, when a more primitive people invade the homelands of a more civilized people, the primitiveness will push out the civilized norms, absent a show of cleansing power and the willingness to use it.

Game is partly an organic response to increased Diversity™, and in this definition I include a diversity of sexual market options. (The old meet-marry-mate rule has been tossed for a freewheeling mate-meet-manage expectations anti-rule.) The nexus of Game, Dominance, and Diversity™ becomes clearer: dominance displays must increase in a Diversitopia of both race and sexuality, and Game is perfectly situated to help men capitalize on that intensified need for communicating dominance, to acquire pussy as well as to flex power over invader tribes.

Women, for their part, are fated to submit to the strongest men, no matter what they tell themselves or write about in Salon, and a stew of competing tribes under one national flag means that White women will now be assessing the dominance scores of their White men against nonWhite men. The field of male dominance has expanded in scope, and resulting stress fractures are bound to split apart further an already frayed social fabric.

This is why the Globohomoists are intent on executing to the end their Forcible Betatization of White men; the less White men feel they are the owners of their homeland, with a government that has their backs, the more inclined they will be to submit to the globalist locust scourge. A creeping powerlessness means more stupid smiling and lowered gazes to appease the Diversity RÜtherhämmerung.

Game can be White men’s salvation, giving them once again a “home of their own”, as it instills a powerful sense of self, of entitlement, of prerogative, and of mastery over their women and their public spaces. The times demand solutions that may offend the moral sensibilities of the smiling defeated.

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Here’s a simple social experiment necessitating few input variables other than a public venue and a street hustler to determine if you, or other men you can observe, exude alphaness or betatude.

Those carnival barkers working for non-profits like Greenpeaceout or Abortion, Yay! are useful proxies of a man’s SMV. Try this: the next time you pass by one or more of these millennial hippies holding clipboards and pamphlets near subway entrances, bus stops, or along busy sidewalks, take note of their reaction to you.

Do they accost you to pitch their dreck? You exude betatude.

Do they let you walk by unbothered? You exude alphaness.

Pretty cut and dry, if I must say. And if the NGO urchins begging for donations let you pass unmolested with a look of apprehension and even fear in their eyes, your alphaness may be off the charts. If, on the other hand, they rush right into your face and press their case for an uncomfortably long time as you stutter and stammer to get away, your betatude is bad enough to require a PUA’s intervention.

In short, look like a badboy who doesn’t suffer bullshit gladly, and you are likely an alpha who enjoys plenty of female attention. Look like a niceguy who takes shit from everyone, and you are likely a beta balls-deep in the GoFap Zone.

If you want to gauge your progress from invisible beta herb to irresistible alpha chad, keep track of the reactions you get from volunteer streetside beggars. You want to unlock the achievement level in which all those shitlib cause du jour curs are retreating from your arrival like the fucking Red Sea parting before Moses.

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Prof. Woland writes,

I was once approached by a SPLC fundraiser while getting out of my car at whole foods (where else?). He asked me if I knew who they were and tried to rope me into some guilt trip social justice tripe. I stopped and thought for a second then answered back that they were an anti-white organization. His face contorted like he had stuck his finger in an electrical socket. He was shocked. When I came out of the store 5 minutes later there was not a trace of him.

Beautiful. People think that these scumsucking anti-White leftoid organizations like the $PLC are so fully converged with the Weltanshauung that they are nigh impregnable to attack from the righteous, but the reality is that they are powerful because they’ve never experienced REAL PUSHBACK. The anti-White Left has been so protected and coddled by the media hate machine that they have no idea there are people out there who KNOW THE SCORE about them. So when they get hit with an accusation of anti-White bigotry, they fold like cheap lawn chairs. Because they know it’s true.

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