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Inaugural Balls

Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they’re held for pleasure,
They’re the balls that I like best.
And my balls are always bouncing,
To the left and to the right.
It’s my belief that my big balls should be held every night.

I’ve got big balls
I’ve got big balls
And they’re such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he’s got big balls,
And she’s got big balls,
But we’ve got the biggest balls of them all!

AC/DC – “Big Balls”

Remember when rock bands had testosterone? Yeah, seems like forever ago. But that’s about to change. Hello, America! It’s

PRESIDENT DONALD J TRUMP

You can almost feel the smog of estrogen and denatured T wafting off the land and into the stratosphere, as a man with the biggest set of balls America has had the pleasure to take on the chin strides into the White Again House with purpose, good cheer, and a bloodlust to see his emasculated enemies crushed beyond recognition.

What a glorious day. What a time to be alive!

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It’s all about the lack of balls. Les Saunders, Protestant, explains.

In my line of work, I run into a lot of young attractive women and cucks (in addition to old crones). Being me, if an attractive young lady in the workplace drips past, I’ll make a comment about her appearance of something or other. You know, normal guy stuff. These cucks seem just aghast that a male could think of women in such vulgar ways.

I think I’ve figured it all out.

Cucks have never, ever in their lives seen pussy, gone after pussy, and grabbed pussy*. Rather, they are the pathetic losers who have only gotten laid by virtue of women choosing them, instead of their choosing the woman. These are the guys in university who got laid maybe once per semester or year because some drunk girl grabbed them at 2am on the dance floor when Red Red Wine came on. They’ve never chased a woman in their life, save perhaps for some weak, passive aggressive, beta supplicant way which never works by the way. So naturally, they find the idea of men pursuing women “problematic”. Sad!

*it bears repeating. Those of us who’ve ever seduced women in our lives know that grabbing women by the pussy did not and does not mean sexual assault. That’s for losers and Arabs. It’s about seducing and creating that moment with a woman where she totally surrenders to you, and you can take what you wish.

Cucks, manlets, manginas, and reedy-voiced white knights will actually use words like “vile” to describe Trump’s braggadocio about women letting rich and famous men grab their pussies. Les gets it; the manginas’ carefully manicured revulsion of boldly entitled alpha males is a product of their immersion in the shrikeheist of a demasculinized gynecratie coupled with an EXTREMELY slow life history that meant decades in the incel wilderness waiting waiting waiting for subpar poon to fall in their laps instead of sacking up and doing the one thing women really cream for when it comes from a man: busting a move.

The baleful rise of anhedonic male feminism is directly related to the expansion of the incel subsociety and the missing experience that comes from actually hitting on women to know that Consent Feminism virtue signaling dries pussy faster than an accidental Pill overdose.

The Uxorious Male

Are you familiar with the sound of a rhetorical shiv piercing mangina hide and splintering id-bone? It sounds like this feeble defensive mewl from John Scalzi, the world’s most foremost beta male feminist emasculate.

Following a shock and maul CH campaign on both Twatter and at this ‘umble blog belittling the remnants of Scalzi’s manhood and everything he stands for, El Castrato finally cracked and Twat-streamed this effluvium of butthurt katzenjammer:

∑T = ∑E

That wedding photo is so very revealing. Megawife must’ve been ovulating on her wedding day, because she doesn’t want Scalzi’s supplicating seed anywhere near her eggs. I haven’t seen a “lean out” like that since Sheryl Sandberg’s husband set his treadmill speed to “the sweet relief of marital release”.

Naturally, I stuck the shiv once more in the undulating mass of Scalzi’s swolelessness.


Uxorious, adjective
– doting upon, foolishly fond of, or affectionately submissive toward one’s wife.

Scalzi is the Uxorious Male personified. His debased kind seem to be blossoming like dainty wildflowers all over Gaymerica, sending airborne tufts of estrogen to signal high T pollinators that their women are open to illicit dalliances.

The Uxorious Male is in reality a red flag of relationship disquiet. A man who ostentatiously and publicly bends the knee to his woman and considers it an act of sexual polarity-inverting rebellion against masculine norms instead of what it really is — a craven display of sycophantic shamelessness by an LSMV manchild — unintentionally announces to any spectators that his relationship or marriage is not what he wants it to seem.

Male uxoriousness, especially the variety that seeks a public platform, is a flamboyant concealment of relationship trouble. This trouble can take many forms:

  • the male feels an urge to cheat, and is ashamed of it
  • the woman is emotionally and sexually disconnecting from the relationship
  • both partners have checked out and are now in the business of keeping up (laughably try-hard) appearances
  • the male has experienced a sudden increase in financial or social status and subconsciously feels impelled to reassert his fidelity
  • the woman has experienced pleasing attention from other men and behaves in an emotionally distant way that triggers the male to uxorious mate guarding
  • the male is extremely low value relative to his woman and believes, mistakenly, that cloying displays of faithfulness and admiration will keep her as interested in him
  • both partners are sexually low value and each of them abides the uxorious male’s exaggerated show of fealty because it pumps their flagging egos

Dear girlfriends or wives reading at this outpost of outrageous truth,

DON’T TRUST A MAN WHO WANTONLY GLORIFIES YOU

He has an ulterior motive, is feeling guilty for something, or you can do better and he knows this (even if you don’t…yet).

CH Maxim 88: The fervor of a man’s public declarations of fidelity to his woman positively correlate with an increased risk of cheating by either the man or the woman.

Scalzi is not just a psychologically disfigured beta bitchboy; he’s also an anti-White virtue signaling whore. And as long as the Chateau stands in defiance of the Degenerate Freak Mafia, anti-White empty virtue whores like Scalzi will no longer be free to indulge their smarmy habit unopposed. It’s a new day.

More Scalzied chew-toy fun:

Alpha Dad Of The Month

What should a father do when the daughter he raised and poured his heart into grows up to burn the coal?

Support her?

HAHAHAHAHAHA…. no.

How about cut her off.

Allie Dowdle just wants to go to college and date the boy she wants to date.

How nonjudgmental. Does that include dating serial killer boys?

But her parents are making that extremely difficult — all because they don’t like her boyfriend.

This article sounds like it was written by an emotionally stunted, petulant child. Authoress:

http://elitedaily.com/users/asvokos/

Alexandra Svokos has been published in Vox! Squeee!!

The 18-year-old, who is white, started a GoFundMe after her parents cut her off and refused to help pay her college tuition.

On the fundraising page, she says they cut her off because they don’t approve of her dating her boyfriend, who is black.

Alpha Dad of the Month winner, right here. (The mom probably disapproved, too, but it takes a father to deliver a real threat and back it up with action.) This is the lineage destruction that her father is trying to save her from:

mudsharkery

The merging of such disparate clans is the triumph of Lies and Ugliness over Truth and Beauty. Not to mention over real diversity. But there is a price to pay. Once you go black, we don’t want you back (unless you’re a desperate sniveling beta male with no other options).

The parents sound like very sensible caretakers of their progeny:

Allie, who lives in Memphis, Tennessee, showed her parents a photo of him, and they immediately said she could not date him. She wrote,

Why? Strictly because of skin color. It wasn’t a quiet ‘no,’ either. I’ll never forget the yelling my parents did, when they expressed how disappointed they were in me, that I could do so much better. I did not know what to do. I couldn’t comprehend how someone could be seen as less because of pigment.

Allie and Michael kept dating, but “discreetly.”

Every White dad must fear his lovely daughter becoming a mudshark. Yet what can a dad do to prevent it? I recommend delivering the stone cold truths early in life, and if preventatives don’t work, then do as this father did: excise the tumor from your family. A White daughter who deliberately and insolently dates down shows by her actions that she doesn’t respect her father’s wishes, her family’s social standing, or her mother’s silent pain. The number one reason White fathers fear the threat of mudsharking daughters is aesthetics: every parent wants to become a grandparent to grandchildren who resemble them and their family’s esteemed ancestors. Race-mixing across distant genetic ecosystems is the equivalent of dropping a deuce in the family gene pool.

There are other reasons, of course, to counsel White daughters against dating googles. The IQ difference will mean stupider kids that can’t compete as well in a modren economy; the propensity of google males to express their love with fists and chokeholds; the behavioral profiles that don’t align and will gradually erode the intimacy necessary to build a long term relationship. And then there’s the fact that it’s a low class decision for the White woman in all but a few rare instances. But really the most palpably heartfelt reason is the aesthetics. We are hard-wired to prefer family members, children, and grandchildren who look like us.

Then, around Christmas, Michael approached her parents and tried to get them to accept him.

Instead, they cut Allie off. They also took away “my personal savings, my car, my phone and my education.”

That’s a start. They will also take away Allie’s emotional support, and that’s the sting that’ll hurt most, particular for a woman who will rely heavily on the help from immediate family if she decides to have children. If her progeny are mystery meatballs, Allie will now have no help from anyone who really cares about her.

Coalburner Allie raised $12K through her HoFundMe, thanks to wasted largesse from the degenerate freak mafia, but that’s chump change compared to a lifetime in the financial and emotional wilderness as a cast-out from the only family she will ever have.

Her father, Bill, insisted to the New York Daily News that “it was never about race.” He said he and his wife’s disapproval came in part because Allie started dating Michael in secret. But also, Bill said, her dating a young black man isn’t his “preference” because of “issues” with interracial dating in the South. He said he cut her off because she was spoiled.

You’ll know the nation is making progress toward a better, more truthful, future when fathers like Bill can proudly say it *is* about race, and that it’s normal for a White father to want his White daughter to date within the fold. We’re not there yet, but in the meantime we can help hasten the arrival of that day by sending Bill our expressions of approval. Le Chateau does our part by christening Bill our first Alpha Dad of the Month.

Slut Velocity

A woman’s propensity to sluttery requires a favorable context before she can fully realize her puss-parting potential. Reader welcomerain introduces the sexual market concept of “slut velocity”:

I think the issue here is that we estimated [these women’s cock counts] based on cocksas velocity in identical environments, not absolute cocksas in their individual cocksaspheres.. The middle skank’s greenly steaming, mephitic slimehole is still attracting desperate losers, and she’s cleared the runway to accommodate them. The Puerto Rican may be willing to maintain velocity, but I’m guessing she gets even fewer takers than the white chick if they were in similar cocksas markets.

That number is what I think we read into their looks. Yes, accumulation of past cocksas affects their current soul-deadness and therefore willingness to be the port in every storm, but I think what CH was assessing was slut-velocity in equal markets. I know I was.

LOL. In slut humor there is great truth. Yes, I based my judgment on an assumption that the women were operating within identical cockas markets, but that assumption is of limited usefulness. Too theoretical, needs refinement with real world variables, such as the fact that white cockas are gonna pass right over black vagllzlz, even if the white vagllzlz is older, wrinklier, and looser. But in a black cockas environment, Peurto Rican chick can easily amass 150+ cockas because black cockas are less discriminating.

Sexonomics 101, folks.

Spot The Slut

Did you know you can identify a slut without mind-reading?

One major tell is the infamous “thousand cock stare“.

Look at the photos of these five women of varying sexual experience.

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Based on their physiognomies and expressions, can you guess which ones are chaste and which ones have all-access passes to the cock carousel? One of these women, incredibly, has permitted 150 cocks to rotor through her tunnel of love. (Which means more like 300 cocks, given the female self-report rule to double every crotch notch she admits to having accumulated.)

I’ll take my shot. From left to right:

Huge slut
Newbie slut
Avaricious has-been slut (the 150-cock count winner)
Dirty slut
Chaste girl

I base my evaluations on these indicators:

Left-most blonde woman in blue dress has that classic “over-happy” look that cock-addicted women put on to conceal emotional torment. She looks wound up. If you use your hand to cover up the lower half of her face, you can’t miss the aggression and anger in her eyes. And notice how she holds her hands; clasped and cupping her vagina area. With women, this is a subconscious revelation that her vagina is the center of her existence and she offers it up tenderly to the fertility gods, like she’s releasing a piece dove.

Second-from-left woman is black and fat. Hate to say it but those are two major slut tells. However, she has a soft, friendly face, marked by a natural sincere smile and open raised eyebrows. She might be a sassy ho or one of those rare down-home ladies who likes to snuggle and dream of starting a family. My guess is that she’s sluttier than average, but not by much. (She may also not have had many opportunities to collect cocks, because men will pass over fatties if thinner alternatives are available.)

The middle cougar in the red dress is my choice for Slut of the Group (SLOG). 150 cocks looks about right for her, based on her age, short hair, ruby red lipstick, slightly crazy eyes, and deeply cut dress displaying what’s left of the bounce and fullness of her cleavage. And if you look closely, you’ll see she has a masculine digit ratio. DTF! (but suppleness is running out, so act fast.)

The Puerto Rican chick second-from-right is, again, black, and all the data we have on the matter shows that black women are as a rule sluttier than women of other races. The neck tilt is a classic female submission gesture, presenting to the male for ravishment. But coy women with low Ns do this too, so it’s not definitive. However, her bangles indicate that she’s adventurous once you get her in the bedroom. And her manjaw is impressive, cutting a sharp precipice from chin to ear. Verdict: AY YI YI SLUT. (100+ cocks)

Redhead at the far right is the chaste girl. Modest dress, unassuming stance, little make-up or jewelry, and from what I can see no fingernail polish (or very faint understated polish). But the only features you really need to look at to tell she’s no slut are her eyes and smile, both of which exude a natural, unforced warmth. Her eyes especially betray an inner calmness and deep satisfaction. This is a woman with a one cock gaze of love.

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Have you readers taken your Chateau-educated guess? Good. Cross-check your results with the actual slut numbers from the story about these women.

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Let’s see how I did.

Blondie: 102 cocks

MARKETING consultant Hattie Isaacson, 38, from Watford, says her number put some men off, but not husband Paul. [ed: beta]

She says: “I first had sex when I was 16 and it was the start of a good few years of doing it regularly.

“When I was young and single I liked to play the field and have sex whenever I could.

“My active sex life did mean I picked up chlamydia five times. I was on the pill so I didn’t always use a condom, which was silly.

“I had friends with benefits for years and I slept with a lot of interesting people when I went travelling when I was 22. I’ve kept a log of every man I’ve ever slept with so I don’t forget any.

Eat, pray, slut for the pyrrhic win. One has to wonder about the mental health and fidelity risk of a woman who kept a log of all the logs she holed (so she “doesn’t forget any”). Her husband has to be either a supreme beta or a gives-no-fucks alpha with pieces on the side.

I’ll give my slut guess a “HIT” for this woman.

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Blackie: 3 cocks

“The final guy I slept with is the father of my son.

“I knew him at school too and we’d always had a connection but never acted on it.

“I was 20, and the first time we slept together I got pregnant. It wasn’t planned so it caused a few problems and I am currently single.

“I’m proud that I’ve only slept with three people — most people my age have slept with far more.”

Three cocks is low for any woman in our Houellebecqian Western sexual market dystopia, but it’s particularly low for a black woman. She’s definitely defied sterotypes (if she’s telling the truth).

I vacillated coming to a slut judgment (sludgment?) about her, but ultimately was too harsh. I’ll give myself a “MISS”.

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Cougar: 35 cocks

“Bringing up four children doesn’t leave much time for sex so for over a decade my sex life was virtually nil.

“I never cheated on my husband, but by the time we got divorced we were not having much sex.

“We got divorced when I was 33, and when I eventually started meeting new men, I loved feeling free again and was able to indulge myself for a while.

“I really enjoy male company and see nothing wrong with having an active sex life if you are safe doing it.

How much has abortion, condoms, the Pill, and penicillin altered the sexual market? Rhetorical.

“In many ways I am making up for lost time.

Women who say this are super easy. You’ll go to pound town on the first date.

“In fact, I would be happy to get my number up to over 50, I have no problem with that.

“Most men don’t ask me how many people I’ve slept with, but if they do I always tell them the truth and I’ve yet to have a bad response.

She dates needy betas with limited mate options.

“It has been a bit of a turn-on for some because they know I know what I’m doing, and I’m also not clingy afterwards.”

Sluts love to hamsterize their cock gobbling as a victory for experience over bedroom ineptitude, but the truth is that sex isn’t complicated. Leg spreading isn’t rocket science.

Ok, I was off on this woman, but to be fair, 35 cocks is still a lot of cock, and she admits she would’ve racked up a much higher cock count had she not had four children early in life, and then asserts that she would happily love to crest 50 cocks.

Nevertheless, she’s not the number one slut.

My score: MISS (on a temporal bias technicality)

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Puerto Rican: 150 cocks

ALESHA, 30, and son Justin, four, live in Stockwell, South London.

Single mom. Get ready for a no muss, no fuss easy lay.

She says: “I lost my virginity aged 16 to a guy at school. Like most of my friends’ first experiences it was awkward, but a relief too.

“At 17, when I started going clubbing, I’d meet and sleep with a man most nights. Men are usually quite easy to persuade into having sex.

If you aren’t 200 pounds or look like Hillary Clinton.

“I wouldn’t say I was addicted, I just saw sleeping with someone as part of a night out. By 20 I’d slept with over 100 men.

“I don’t regret my encounters. I just had a high sex drive. At times I felt like a predator. I do think my number is pretty high but I see nothing wrong with it.

I called 100+ cocks for this woman, so I’m giving myself the HIT. And it sounds like at age 30 she’s not ready to slow down, so she could quickly hit 150, 200, or more cocks.

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Redhead: 1 cock

FULL-TIME mum Lara Eventide, 35, lives in Uxbridge, Middlesex, with her husband of 11 years, Chad.

They have a son aged seven and a 20-month-old daughter.

Lara says: “I was in my mid-teens when I met Chad at high school. We were just friends for four months then, one summer night, we revealed our love for each other.

High school romances are often the deepest, strongest, and longest-lasting loves a woman will ever feel. Not all end happily, but all leave a permanent imprint on a woman’s psyche.

“We started dating just days after I finished school in 1999. I had kissed five boys before but Chad was the only one I fell head over heels for and he has been the only man I have ever shared any sexual experiences with.

“We first had sex shortly after starting dating. We were both 17 and it was really special.

I have counseled that it’s always better to have sex sooner rather than later, because the best long-term relationships start with a foundation of uncontrollable passion. The key, if you want to avoid getting hitched to a slut OR a prude, is to see evidence in those first delirious dates of your woman working hard to contain her sexual ardor for you if she doesn’t want to give her sex away too quickly.

My score: HIT

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I got three hits and two misses, but my misses were not totally off the reservation. This score reflects my real world experience; I have pretty good slutdar, and have never completely whiffed by mistaking a hardcore slut for a chaste, magical White girl. All men should be able to identify sluts, because knowledge is power. The moar you know…

A tragicomic coda: Maybe as little as sixty years ago only the 1 cock redhead would be considered by the general public a chaste woman of good repute and marriage worthiness. Even 3 cocks would have been deemed the work of the devil. Now, of course, no one bats an eye if a woman rolls into marriage with a long trail of cock memories shadowing her. If anything, a trad-chad who objects to dating or marrying a modren woman with a triple digit cock count is shamed for perpetuating oppressive patriarchal double standards.

Your Daily Asshole Game

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It’s funny cuz it’s true.

This is one of those memes that is easily transferable to real life application. Say a sassy girl gives you lip about only dating rock stars (or tall men, or whatever). You shoot back, “ya well I prefer girls who are pretty”. She’ll fume, but she won’t feel indifferent towards you, and that’s a springboard to romance, gentlemen!

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