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After popping Red and Black Pills by the mouthful at the Goodbye, America photojournal blog, you’ll need the refreshing mental cleanser of a fortified White Pill. Without further adieu, enjoy the catalog of signs of hope and change and revitalization pouring forth from the heart of Heritage America over at the WELCOME BACK, AMERICA photo blog.

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manwhosithursday has taken a stab at psychologically defining that ineffable alpha male attitude — Zero Fucks Given — that is so incredibly alluring to women. Note: B5 is shorthand for the Big Five Personality Factors, which includes the primary traits Openness to Experience, Conscientiousness, Extraversion, Agreeableness, and Neuroticism.

FYI, there’s a more recent personality inventory called HEXACO that incorporates an “Honesty-Humility” factor as well as the Dark Triad. Proponents claim HEXACO is a more thorough personality assessment that accommodates the discovery by researchers of the Dark Triad in 2002. The Dark Triad has a long and illustrious history here at the Chateau as handmaiden to Game-savvy womanizers.

The personality factor most associated with male attractiveness is B5 Extraversion. This is the optimism/confidence factor.

Overconfidence is the heart of Game.
Boldness is the muscle of Game.

Zero Fucks Given, analyzed in terms of personality, is composed of the following:

Low B5 Conscientiousness – you don’t care about consequences
Low B5 Agreeableness – you don’t care about people
Low B5 Neuroticism – you don’t care about pain

Add it all up and you get the charming jerkboy (channeled through his avatar, Birthday Cat).

Extraversion and Conscientiousness do not have significant sex differences, though there are some differences on subfactors.

Men are significantly lower in Agreeableness and slightly lower in Neuroticism.

Psychopathy/the Dark Triad are really just low Agreeableness/low Conscientiousness. This can mimic Extraversion, because you literally don’t give a fuck.

These ZFG traits aren’t exactly conducive to maintaining civilized society (though they may be essential to building a civilized society from the dirt up). So why are women drawn to ZFG men? It’s that ape part of their brains, the part that has a direct pipeline to their vaginas….ZFG men trip all sorts of hunter-gatherer proto-human wires that once ago, and still do, assure a woman that her chance of survival is increased and the fitness of her potential offspring maximized if she jackhammers up with the kind of man who can handle pain, can amass beau coup resources, and can take high-flying risks for great rewards. Whether this is good for civilization is beside the point from a Darwinian calculus.

ZFG also boosts a man’s mating success because it gives him a boldness, nearing recklessness, that enables him to slash and burn his way through female shit tests, AMOGing betabitches, and (sorry tradcons) disapproving parents. This can backfire, of course, which may be why the trait is so attractive to women…what worth a man who hasn’t proven he can stare at his own expendability and laugh in its face?

ZFG men go by other terms which will be familiar to CH guests: the outcome independent man, the challenging man, the asshole, the jerk, the natural, the “he just has a way with women” man. Women have been molded by their ancestresses’ experiences to evolve into the sort of women who love, TRULY DEEPLY MADLY, a certain kind of man. That irresistible man is the one who is, or seems, loved by many women. And ZFG is the male attitude that radiates the inner peace and smug self-satisfaction — two emotional characteristics in men women rarely miss joyously recognizing — which comes from knowing one has limitless sexual market options in female company.

If your B5 profile is more Beta Five than Big Swinging Dick Five, I suggest you get to work on a deliberate self-improvement program to become less conscientious, less agreeable, and less neurotic. Take baby psychopath steps (stop short of torturing cats). You won’t make wholesale changes to your personality (fighting your genes is like swimming upstream; you can get a ways very slowly but it’ll tire you out and as soon as you stop thrashing you’ll float downstream), but you CAN make alterations at the margins of your personality, and in the zero-sum, scarce-hummer sexual market a small boost in your masculine charisma can mean the difference between fapping to Kurt Eichenwald’s anime porn collection and fucking a real life woman unrendered into 2D nerdspace.

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Clinton taint-licker Phoney Comey did his cowardly, CYA beta male shuck and jive act today before a Congressional panel, and as everyone who wasn’t a lunatic libshit knew already, Comey all but loudly proclaimed from the mountaintop that there’s nothing to the Trump-Russia collusion Fake News, and oh yeah one other thing he’s the kind of guy who’s scared to be in the same room with Trump. Admirable FBI Director we had there!

The clearest, most succinct take on the crackpot charade comes from here:

Very well said, gentlemen.  To me the key of understanding this so typical Beltway “scandal” is to look at the readily available primary evidence; in this case, that means the President’s dismissal letter to Comey.  Remember the passage in that letter that got the usual suspects riled up?


While I greatly appreciate you informing me, on three separate occasions, that I am not under investigation, I nevertheless concur with the judgment of the Department of Justice that you are not able to effectively lead the Bureau.


Now we know from Comey’s submitted, written testimony exactly why the President used this odd phrasing.

The President was briefed by the FBI director when he was President-Elect about certain ugly charges circulating around about his time in Russia as a private citizen and was informed directly that the FBI knew there was no truth to them nor that there was any Trump “Russia link” being investigated.

Once President, as the lying press continued to go crazy with this fake story, he asked Comey again–now as his boss–to dispel the cloud that was hanging over his ability to do his job as a result of this typical bullshit Beltway media frenzy, and Comey refused, citing, as has been expertly noted here, a lame excuse.  An exasperated Trump then told Comey he expected loyalty, i.e. to actually help his boss rather than blow smoke up his ass.  Comey did nothing and allowed the press speculation to rise to an even more unbelievable level of frenzy.

The President then did this a third time, with the same result.

So, Trump fired him, and when he fired him he told Comey, and the American public, why:  Because Comey had told him directly three times that there was no such investigation but had failed to tell the American public, Congress or the press this.

Good for the President.

Anyhow, everything you need to know about the fallout from Phoney Comey Day is written on the faces of these libsters glued to their CSPAN in a Brooklyn situation room:

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That’s a lethal slip of the shiv, right there. Congratulations, Derek Hopper, you’ve won the coveted CH Shiv of the Week award. Accolades from people that matter, and lots of bitter butthurt from people that don’t, are coming your way!

Once more, for the nosebleeds:

Race matters.

Genes matter.

Social engineering doesn’t much matter.



Related: Porter on concentric loyalty circles [aka genetic distance] and White nationalism. A necessary corrective to the fretting of the gestalt-right culturalists.

Variances between Western peoples, while certainly no trifle to our eyes, are that precisely in light of the external force being applied to all of them. Scots and Englishmen may nurse a mutual acrimony as old as their island; but they are indistinguishable oppressors to the aliens busily taking it from them. Some natives will even say they don’t mind the encroaching muslims at all. But that’s the voice of solipsism speaking. The question more relevant to their continued health is “do the muslims mind them?” This being a question most whites are little inclined to pursue.

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If you want to know how enduring and deeply-felt a culture is to a people, watch what happens to the trappings of that culture as life stage milestones are passed.

SWPL culture aka urban shitlib culture aka Globohomo culture aka rootless cosmopolitanism is the aesthetic ethos of the post-America, post-masculinity White liberal. The ironic hipsterism, daily snark shows, and SJWism that sew together the wispy fabric of aggressively gentrified urban enclaves are all appendages of the Globohomo Bathhouse Alliance that seeks to deracinate and destroy Western nations.

White liberals love their ideology-bound culture, as evidenced by how much money they spend propping it up. But an interesting thing happens to the White liberal who gets married, or has kids, or has a sudden family crisis to manage: she dispenses so quickly and thoroughly with the markers of her culture and any duty towards adhering to its code of conduct that it is as if all those years spent marinating in SWPLville and absorbing its pleasures and jockeying for its social status rewards meant absolutely nothing to her. She will merge seamlessly and unsentimentally into a new Weltanshauung, shedding the Globohomo Diversitopia “””culture””” like winter fleece in the springtime.

A shared, earthy, kin-based, geographically delineated, and humanistic culture informed by generations of wisdom, ritual, and tradition is never so cavalierly discarded with the arrival of life stage milestones. A culture that isn’t a superficial pastiche of ironic postures, political slogans, and corporate brands will travel with a person through every major life change, providing a base of support to hurdle challenges, withstand defeats, and celebrate in non-ironic fashion victories and loves.

This is what the IQ-sorted, but psychologically unmoored ruling class Globohomoists will never understand in their quest to banish Truth and Beauty from the world. The people that love Globohomoism only do so in the absence of competing fulfillments; once an alternative that links to powerful primal rhythms in the human psyche is clear and present, the veneer-culture of Globohomoism is dispatched with a quickness.

Globohomoism elevates Diversity™ while actively ensuring the destruction of real diversity through miscegenation of body and mind. But Diversity™ isn’t a culture. Just the opposite. Diversity™ is an anti-culture.

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A reader who for obvious reasons prefers anonymity asks a favor,

Me and my friends would like to fly a Chateau flag at the next pro Trump Rally. Any suggestions?

Fly the Happy Chateau at a Trump rally? Hoist the Heartiste standard above the battlefield strewn with the crushed egos of antifa?


A modest suggestion: Use the front page banner of this blog.

Anyone who manages to take a photo or video of the CH flag held high at a Trump rally will earn two distinctions: Shiv of the Week and Shitlord of the Week. If a shitlib faints at the sight of it, or immediately falls to her knees before it to vow fealty, I will add a permalink to the dissident blog of your choosing.

Here’s another CH flag suggestion that will serve the dual purpose of rallying the troops and inviting curious inquiries from women feeling all tingly for reasons they can’t consciously comprehend:

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Follow me (@listentothesevoices) for more ❤

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This is the unearthly beauty that the Globohomoists want to deface and expunge from the world under a torrent of mass migration and miscegenation. If you have to put your finger on what you’re fighting for, this image will easily suffice as your Coat of Charms.


Anonymous White Male writes,

Why don’t more people notice the fundamental difference between White and black music? The dindus’ music exists solely on the physical plane. It is body oriented, rarely rises above primitive rhythm, and crude to the point of contempt. White music, not what passes for music today, is concerned with higher themes, more melodic and harmonious music, higher lyrical quality, and very little “Look at me! Look at me! See my hand jive? Watch me bust a move!” Children vs. adults.

As evidenced in all modes of expression, northern latitude whites on the whole are the transcendent race.
Whites: transcendent
asians: mystical
latins: celebratory
blacks: primitive

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