“I’m a writer for Slate”

The above photo was Twatted by @MaryNumair. It was re-twatted 6,000 times and Liked 13,300 times. Mary Mary CuntFermenting attention whored,

Hey I just single handedly broke up a planned parenthood protest by chanting the words “yeast infections”

That’s great. What an accomplishment. This skankopath looks like she draws a little blood with those choppers while giving blowjobs.

Anyhow, moved by the momentousness of this breaking international news, an eager feminist beaver scouting for one of those hard-hitting stories that media oligarcunts love reached out to our intrepid crusader and future Miss Cat Lady.

@MaryNumair well, this is fabulous. I’m a writer for Slate and would love to hear the full story. christina.cauterucci@slate.com if yr down!

Naturally, Mary is too modest to broadcast the details of her personal hygiene through the media megaphone.

cool! I’ll say hi tonight

American journalism: A phony journalist working for a phony media website spends all day scrolling through Twatter feeds to find a feminist-congenial non-story about a slut seeking internet fame for her smelly vagina, which she and her crack team of Slate manlets and bluehairs will later fluff up into a 20,000 word essay on the evils of the patriarchy.

If there was ever a time journalism was a respected field in America, that time has receded so far into the past it is no longer remembered by those who are tasked with transmitting its purpose and its ethical code to future generations.

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Slutwalker, Meet Shitlord (tingles incoming)

Courtesy of Twatter account @MPCtxt, a video of an alpha shitlord crashing a slutwalk protest and provoking gina tingles in a narcissistic, emotionally volatile, BPD feminist, while her white knight manlet looks on impotently and limp-wristedly, wondering if there’s anything at the scene he can put up his ass.

YOU *finger point* WHORE 😆 😆

One of the YouGroove commenters summed it up thusly and verily:

Observations from the first few minutes I’ve seen this video.

Dean:
– Alpha Body Language.
– Doesn’t Care if he sounds offensive.
– Based Hat + Sunglasses.
– Nice name, also.
– Defender of truth.

Random White-Knight:
– Manlet
– Body Paint
– Girl doesn’t allow him to slur Dean

Girl:
– Cries because she is having a psychological battle between her feminist ideology and her biological desire to fuck Dean, the alpha Christian.

Heh.

“I was excited for today to be a growing experience for me (in my bra and sharpie skin) and you are making me hurt so bad (in my fetid whore hole).”

This mentally deranged skank must’ve majored in Poopytalk 101. There’s America’s future. Write her epitaph in Sharpie marker on the giant dildo that replaced the Washington Monument.

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TheDissident comments,

Somewhere around 9 minutes she described the details of her “rape” and it becomes so utterly obvious that she wholly invented a sexual assault as a means of convincing herself and her omega that she didn’t actually cheat on him.

That oft-repeated “1 in 5 college women are raped” lie should be rephrased as “1 in 5 college women whore it up and don’t want their beta boyfriends to find out so they concoct false sexual assault stories for sympathy from gullible white knights, feminists, and university administrators.”

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EatPrayCuck

More US women than men study abroad. Especially in Africa.

Nearly 300,000 U.S. college students will study abroad this year. The programs, length and destinations vary widely but the historic data from the International Institute of Education suggests that 65 percent of students leaving the United States will be women.

While national statistics reveal that the majority of study abroad participants are female and overwhelming white, the gendered perception of particular places and programs are hidden in the data. […]

The St. Lawrence Kenya program is one of the oldest study abroad programs in Africa and more than 70 percent of the 2,000 plus alumni who participated have been women. In recent years the program has been nearly 80 percent women. Data from 27 universities across the country also reveals that in 2014-2015, 78 percent of the participants on programs in at least 15 different African countries were women. From elite private schools such as Princeton University and Middlebury College  to the entire University of California system, not one school surveyed reported a majority of men on a single Africa program, with percentages reaching as high as 90 percent women.

How can one explain this disparity overall and for Africa in particular?

Oh, we here at Le Chateau can explain very clearly why this sex disparity for slutty abroad in Africa exists. Heh.

PS:

…men who do study off-campus are drawn to programs in English-speaking cities and countries, such as London and New Zealand.

American White man says, “Where da foreign White women at?”

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Slut Eye

In a post about female eye contact tells, reader Ripp made a valid objection to my description of direct eye contact as necessarily indicative of a woman’s propensity for sluttery.

This is rooted in neuro science. Primary attraction responses. Subconscious stuff. Fascinating.

-downcast and away is good
-double take is good
-initial downcast and away, then a later 2s long stare is an invitation to approach

Also note that if women give you a look away to the side (not initially attracted) this doesn’t mean she ‘cant’ be attracted to you. Attraction can still be built into her with a good approach, opener and attraction routines. Women weigh more attraction value into attitude than a man’s looks.

I somewhat disagree that an initial intense long stare is an auto slut tell. I’ll agree that is mostly the case. However sometimes if it’s a subject you’ve seen before and not met, and she is ovulating and you are DHV with preselection, social validation, the intense stare can indicate simply that she’s ready for seduction, by you, as you fit here physical archetype of desire. Infrequent that it’s a lesser slut type but still exists.

Typically though a women that is outright with intense ‘slut eye’ is usually lubricated up with booze and is repeating a monthly slut behavior. For women of smv6+ and higher getting laid with drunk slut eye is simply a choice. A simple decision like whether or not to eat at home or go out for dinner.

Ripp is right. Direct eye contact from a girl could mean she’s an indiscriminately horny slut… or just horny for you. So be careful about assuming a girl is slutty if she stares at you lasciviously.

However, I do think there is such a thing as “slut eye”. This is one of those tell-tale characteristics that falls under the category of “you’ll know it when you see it”. It’s hard to describe the look in words, but I’ll try (as well as provide an illustrative photo).

There it is. If you get a look like that from a girl, make your move and free up the next few hours, because she is DTF.

The best way to explain the slut eye is by the Japanese term sanpaku. The Japs believe that the whites around a person’s eyes say a lot about his character. People with whites visible above the iris are troublemakers and aggressive jerkboys. People with whites visible below the iris are the opposite: trouble comes to them. The former is destructive, the latter self-destructive.

What do all sluts have in common? That’s right, self-destructiveness. You haven’t met a drama queen with delusions of hysterical martyrdom until you’ve met a slut with a mile-long rod sheet. That lower sclera sanpaku is like the stigmata of sluttery, an S-beam glittering in the dark near the Tanghauser Gate.

(Of note: when women are aroused into a submissive state of mind by a powerful man, they will look upward at him, thus revealing their lower sclera for all and sundry, and in this submissive state they are more open to conjugal transgression.)

Other marks of the slut eye: it has a wetness quality to it. The eyebrows downwardly converge combatively in the middle, setting the eyes off like gun barrels. The woman possessed of slut eye will alternate between widening and squinting them, as if she were simultaneously assessing a threat and issuing you a challenge.

Interestingly, men have a subconscious ability to discern which women are likely to be sluts and cheaters simply by looking at their faces. Men have a cuckoldry and slut detector! Now where have we heard this sort of astute observation before? Another gender-unbending study slipped past the Hivemind censors and put the lie to feminist bromides, while validating the wisdom of CH house lords. To *preen*, or to *preen double time*, that is the question.

Related: Nearly 50% of women feel depressed post-coitus. The wages of sluttery?

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The Rubicock

Today CH will introduce you to the theory of the Rubicock. What is the Rubicock? Reader PWN explains it well.

lol, if you want a girl that didn’t sleep around, you must be either her first boyfriend or her second boyfriend. After that, the dam breaks and it might as well be 45 men. There are plenty of girls who hold out, some guy pops their cherry and by the next year they fucked two dozen men.

Ain’t that the truth. So many women, after having drunk enough truth serum, will eventually confess to “wild times” in their lives, when they went cock crazy, usually after a break-up or, as PWN notes, after a long dry spell followed by a drought-busting dicking. Once the chaste girl’s sugar walls are chafed by her third ride on the cock carousel, all her self-control flies out the window. She’s primed for regularly scheduled poundings, especially if she’s left her early 20s behind and still single.

I’ve heard it so many times from women who were considered by their girl friends the “virgins” of the cluck. It goes like this: She has an anonymously urban night when she throws all caution to the wind out of frustration, and the next thing she knows, she’s getting new dick monthly, departing with a quickness from the relative chastity of her pre-Rubicock dating history.

That’s the Rubicock: The cock notch number that, when a girl crosses it, accelerates her descent into debauched sluttery.

It’s like, once the snatch seal is broken, her womb trembles and the four horse cocks of the apocalypse pour molten semen into her damaged psyche.

If you’re interested in long-term loving with a woman that comes with threat of financial loss, it’s a good idea to avoid committing to any woman who has crossed the Rubicock. There’s a good chance you won’t be the last Rubicock line she crosses.

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CH Called It: The De-Stigmatization Of Polyamory Is Underway

A couple weeks ago, CH wrote:

Mark my words, a massive elite push to legitimize and maybe even codify polyamory is next on the agenda.

A day ago, a mainstream Hivemind megaphone had an article about some old skank who slept with a bunch of losers while her cucked beta husband — although bless him he managed to prevent this feminist crone from reproducing — meekly acquiesced to his wife’s spiritual eatpraycumguzzle journey. Oh, and the raging narcissist wrote a book about it all.

Get ready for “The Wild Oats Project.” And not just the book. Get ready for “The Wild Oats Project” phenomenon — the debates, the think pieces, the imitators and probably the movie. Get ready for orgasmic meditation and the Three Rules. Get ready for “My Clitoris Deals Solely in Truth” T-shirts.

The reader who forwarded the article noted, “Are you psychic? Right on queue the mainstream media shows up with a trial balloon for polyamory.”

Psychic? Only a little. Mostly, leftoids are just really easy to read.

Yep, open marriages full of wonder and free of hostility or jealousy will be the newest old frontier the replicant Leftoid Industries will attempt to normalize as authentically human. After that’s accomplished (bet on it), gay pederasty is next.

Legal and social sanction of polyamory is not the same as widespread embrace of the sex at dawn lifestyle. That hoped-for popular embrace of polyamory by the left-behinds of society may never come, if current arrangements are indicative of future compositions. FACT: Most open polyamorists are hideously ugly. Polyamory is not the free choice of physically and psychologically attractive people. FACT: The typical nasty three-way in a willingly conjoined open relationship is one leather-faced high T cougar whose labia could survive the chemical bath of deep sea volcanic vents, one wretched, low T omega male “primary” whose job it is to sniff the cuckcum in his wanton whore’s granny panties and masturbate, and one slightly higher T (or, more accurately, lower E) beta male who couldn’t afford an internet connection for better quality virtual vagina.

Ad revenue for major Hivemind media organs has been dropping like a stone. I guess they’ve decided to say “fuck it” to serious journalism and let loose with the technicolor ejaculate of their gnarled ids.

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Picking Up Married Women

This post is presented “as is”, with neither editorial condemnation nor endorsement. Read at your own risk.

There are scores of CH posts in the archives dealing with game for married men: How to (re)seduce your wife, and how to seduce applicants for mistresshood. But there aren’t many posts about picking up married women. An odd oversight, or a tribute to a latent moral code in the heart of CH?

Nevertheless, we feel it is important to give it all to the reader: The light, the dark, and the chaotic. To shy from forbidden topics would be a refutation of everything the Heartiste abides.

Will writes,

this is what I do if they are married or have BFs (you’d be surprised how many girls wear fake rings to weed out the weak.)

Anyway, the line is simple

Alpha-In-Training:” so, let’s grab a drink sometime.”

Cougar: “Oh! That’s so sweet, but I’m engaged, see my ring?”

AiT: “Hey, it’s just coffee”
::hands her the phone with the ‘New Contact’ screen already open::

C: “I shouldn’t…”

AiT: “How about this, I’ll shoot you a text and you can think it over.”

Works like a charm.
The above does two things. It demonstrates that you are persistent and get what you want. Secondly, she has plausible deniability. You’ve given her jiminy cricket a way to justify her giving out her number.
It sails right past any objections in a smooth manner.

The “it’s just coffee” and “I’ll shoot you a text and you can decide.” win 80% of the time.

I’m of the belief, perhaps optimistic, that a married woman truly, deeply in love with her husband cannot be seduced to betrayal. If I’m right, the problem remains: Just how many married women truly, deeply love their husbands? In this diversifying, slut parading, trust-cratering society we call a nation, vows of fidelity seem quaint. How many wives would you trust to uphold their end of a marital contract when every signal and every noise encourages female empowerment through perfidy?

Will is basically correct about the two premises that must be established when picking up married women. One, you’ve got to foresee and neutralize objections. This is obvious. Married women aren’t going to jump to pressure tactics. It’s too easy for them to lean on the crutch of their back-at-home hubbies when the heat comes between their legs. This means, in practice, giving her hamster a lotta room to spin. You’ll be courtly aloof, but with white hot sexual intent communicated all the same.

Two, all you need is her number. Unless she’s aggressively seeking an excuse to cheat, an insta-date isn’t likely an option. Secure her digits, then text her once later, maybe even a few days later, so that the temptation to sin simmers in her.

The happily married woman can’t be “taken with extreme prejudice” like the single woman. She will need to feel like she’s exercising some control over the proceedings, and she will need to feel like she can walk at any time.

On a related subject, a buddy I knew sometimes wore a fake wedding ring when he departed for the hunt. The first time he did this, I told him it was counterproductive. Surely, most girls will balk at getting hit on by a married man? He smiled, and said, “I have a line with this ring. ‘Oh, I’m not married. I just wear this ring to scare away stalker girls.’ Or I say, ‘It keeps away unwanted attention.’ It really messes with their heads. It’s like when hot girls sometimes wear fake wedding rings so they don’t get bothered by guys all the time. I’m telling them the same thing, except with the sexes reversed.”

magistro meo, mi amice…

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