“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.

If You Want It Bad Enough

…you’ll do what it takes.

The truth is that most men don’t want it bad enough, and that is why they don’t do what it takes. They prefer the egoistic and corporeal comforts of routine, self-satisfaction, inertia, and dreary rutting with a fattening sow.

Oh, they will complain about these things.
And then they will still do nothing.

That’s how you’ll know their complaints are hollow.

Does Your Wife Look Like She Could Be Your Daughter Or Your Mother?

Commenter Aspiring Asshole stumbles onto a mellow-harshing truth:

So here I am, early 50’s, lifelong beta, chained to a bloated slob. Will probably take care of here to the end but would like to snag a bit of life before it’s too far gone. Discovered ‘game’ within this last year and have been soaking up as much as possible, mostly here at CH, damn this place is rich!

Most new people think my wife is my mother, creates much discomfort, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

I’m in good shape, I lift, and I look pretty young. I can catch the attention, but where to go with it is where I’m lost. Just had another interaction at the grocery and couldn’t come up with a damn thing to say, so I’m asking for examples of how to play this latest incident out.

Mid 30’s 7 in shorts bouncing around with a 8-10 year old kid in the dept. store, catch her checking me once. I get my stuff and go to the nearby grocery. I see her in the grocery and end up behind her in line. No ring, banters around with the cashier about which kind of apple she bought and was it better than the one the kid bought. She then made a comment about the noisy conveyor and that something must be done. She had a playful manner about her and she looked back at me a couple times seeking some interaction I believe, and I couldn’t come up with anything.

Would be interested in hearing some ideas, maybe get my brain working in the right direction for next time.

A good measure of the manly life well-lived is whether your wife looks more like she could be your mother or your daughter. If you routinely date, and/or are married to, women who could age-wise pass for your daughter (or at least your younger sister), you’re doing something right. If people mistake your gf/wife for your mother, my friend your game is weak.

Regarding A.A.’s game-related question about a chatty cutie in a grocery store check-out line, so many pickup avenues were open that it’s hard to say any one would be better than another. Just off the top of my head, if I were there I would have made a comment about her apple choice, chiding her for her inferior apple variety, and suggesting some other expensive breed “if it’s not too hoity-toity” for her. Mild teasing, a bit o’ disqualification, and then a rebuke accusing her of “breaking the conveyor” for attention. Or maybe I would’ve told her she looks more like a banana gal, if I was feeling especially saucy.

But, really, any response would’ve beaten saying nothing. Even something lame. Too many men get wrapped up in their heads trying to think of witty replies to girls, and the result is a try-hard mess of confusion passing for banter, or tongue-tied silence. Wit is great to call upon in a pinch, but if you aren’t naturally witty the next best thing is saying whatever shit comes to mind. The important thing is not the words, but the attitude with which you speak them.

If you’re honestly stuck for ideas, just repeat what a girl says back to her, reworded slightly for a human effect. For instance, you’ve overheard a woman talking to the cashier about the type of apple she bought, and how it compares to her kid’s apple? Say, “You wondering if you bought the right apple?”, and stop there. Nine times out of ten she’ll reply in a manner that will open the conversation and supply you with “banter bait” that you can use to push more energy into the interaction. Men tend to underestimate how easy women will make it for them if the men give it the college try. Once a man has proven his boldness in action by breaking through the invisible wall of silence and self-doubt, women will happily cooperate to ensure that a fledgling flirtation is given a chance to breathe.

Reminder: The Majority Of Educated Women Have Erotic Rape Fantasies

…and fantasies are based on real desires.

The nature of women’s rape fantasies: an analysis of prevalence, frequency, and contents.

This study evaluated the rape fantasies of female undergraduates (N = 355) using a fantasy checklist that reflected the legal definition of rape and a sexual fantasy log that included systematic prompts and self-ratings. Results indicated that 62% of women have had a rape fantasy, which is somewhat higher than previous estimates. For women who have had rape fantasies, the median frequency of these fantasies was about 4 times per year, with 14% of participants reporting that they had rape fantasies at least once a week. In contrast to previous research, which suggested that rape fantasies were either entirely aversive or entirely erotic, rape fantasies were found to exist on an erotic-aversive continuum, with 9% completely aversive, 45% completely erotic, and 46% both erotic and aversive.

When fantasy becomes all too real, women’s true desires still shine through like a heartlight.

Among college-aged women,approximately 40% of rape victims report continuing to date their attackers (Wilson and Durrenberger 1982; Koss 1989).Women’s positive expectations for a relationship correlated to self-blame and reduced anger in response to coercion (Macy et al.2006).

Pulp romance novels featuring badboys, jerkboys, and yes, rapeboys, are a $1.4 billion-a-year market (consumed almost entirely by women). Erotica-slash-porn for women is by far the most popular book genre. This tells us something very profound about women and their sexual nature that frightens feminists and tradcons alike. But we shouldn’t shy from confronting sex differences, however distasteful or discomfiting, just as we shouldn’t shy from confronting uncomfortable truths about race differences.

Coffee Shop Game: Venti Vaguccino

¡Sentient! has been posting some really good field reports lately.

an interesting vignette from today… always fascinating how quickly attraction can develop…

In the local coffee place this morning, I usually run into half a dozen people I know here in the neighborhood, so I keep game on a low simmer. Long line today, backed up to one of the entrances. I get on line. a few minutes later a real cute 7 comes in, short super fit body, pale blue eyes, strawberry blonde short hair, pale white skin. Was wearing a really nice short dress and a scarf and heals. Love when women make an effort, she was stylish.

so she comes in, right behind me and looks at the line and her phone to check the time. I turn to her, square up and say “don’t worry it will be worth it” with full eye contact. She says “Oh yeah I know I have a client to meet though”. we are about 16 inches apart and I give her full laser eye treatment and slow down speech. I sensed she was in some psych profession, she just seemed really tightly wrapped but I don’t cold read her with this, I go with “You say you had a client, you look like a hairdresser” she is like no no I am a mental health counselor. So we banter a bit I say “well you look very stylish that’s why I thought maybe you worked in a salon”. She says she buys vintage clothes and we chat about that a bit, gives me a chance to graze her stomach and feel the fabric, “what’s this made out of”. Her eyes are getting bigger and I can see that start of the smile they do when they don’t realize it.

“what do you do?” she asks. I tell her to guess. Now I’m squared up to her, arms crossed across my chest, in workout out gear and a hat. She says “cop”. I laugh and ask if I’m intimidating her (emotional anchoring) she’s like “why?” and I say because cops are getting a lot of bad press lately. I can see her licking her lips more and swallowing, keeping direct eye contact with me. we chat about her job as a counselor and she checks the time again. Then another guy comes in, young dude with a man bun. They know each other so she says hello to him. Now instead of just abandoning the convo or turning away i engage the guy directly. Turns out he is a barrista but works nights so I’ve never seen him. I keep him engaged in conversation about the place at night, crowd etc. and this keeps the girl quiet just watching. a good way to neutralize the guy, not even amoging, just keeping him focused on me. This also keeps the attention off of her, so she is pent up.

The line moves we shuffle forward. She blurts out “The DSM just made a new entry today on caffeine”… so I engage her on this, now her attention is back to me. The guy, though right behind her, now vaporizes… he no longer exists. I ask her what it’s about and she says it’s an addiction entry. So I say why an entry for caffeine, addiction is a behavior seeking a response, it could be anything”. We are close again, lasering. She say “yeah like sex addiction” BINGO… there it is sexualized convo in the coffee line. LOL! Huge window.

We are lasering each other now, and the vibe is forming, focus closing on just the two of us. I say really really slowly “tell me… how would you… treat something like that… …. I mean… for me… I think like full immersion therapy or something would be required… you know… to get it out of your system…” while nodding my head and lasering her and she is smiling and nodding and saying “hmmm hmmm yeah”. I continue ” i mean… it would need… like… really really aggressive treatment… right? (nodding)” and she is really grinning now and nodding back. She says ”well it doesn’t always have to be sooooo aggressive”. I say, smirking, “sure, I mean it can be gentle too… start aggressive and then get gentle… mix it up” And she is like “yeaaaahhhh (nodding and grinning) right… gentle…”.

The line moves and we shuffle forward again. Now I am up to order. I turn away from her (roll off), order my coffee and do NOT turn back to her at all. Go way down the long empty counter 25 feet and take the last seat. Farthest from the door we came in. Did this as a compliance test, she was in a hurry so let’s see if she comes down there and waits by me for her order instead of right next to the counter. And she does… she comes down and sits by me and we continue some more banter, not much now, ask her if she could do anything for work what she would do, some comfort stuff. We get talking. She mentions crime increasing in the area as a result of “people” from the wrong side of the tracks coming over, and quickly says “I’m not a racist”. I get to go into “you are a realist” and we talk a bit about this. Interesting that SWPL psych girl feeling fear from the environment, second one I’ve come across recently… I think there is a change in the air… bodes well for TRUMP.

She tells me her name and I shake her hand, hold it too long and she asks my name… her coffee is up she gets it and comes back. We chat a bit more.

Now she is looking at her phone and the time has come to part, she has a client to see across town. she is waiting, waiting, waiting for me to ask her number… I smile at her “you better get going then. I’ll see you around” she says “take care” and heads out the door behind me then walks back the other direction outside to her car.

Some times game just bubbles up even when you aren’t trying to do anything…

This vagnette deserves a post-game analysis, as a teaching moment for the greenhorns.

– Sentient’s opener — “don’t worry it will be worth it” — isn’t the usual lame banter. He engages the girl with a conversational gambit that encourages a fuller response than just “hi”. It’s SITUATIONALLY AWARE. Those are the best kinds of openers.

– “You say you had a client, you look like a hairdresser”. Brilliant concatenation of a cold read and a neg. Newbs, take note: The neg here works well because Sentient grounded it to something the girl actually said, rather than to some disembodied thought with no relation to anything the girl is saying. Repeating a girl’s words back to her in the context of your reply is a powerful verbal bonding tactic.

– gives me a chance to graze her stomach and feel the fabric. Physical escalation is the scariest aspect of pickup for most men, but also its most necessary. Obliquely, you must leave a woman with the impression that you’re comfortable in close proximity to their bodies.

– “what do you do?” she asks. I tell her to guess. A good rule of thumb is to avoid giving girls direct answers to their questions. Flirting is the art of evasion.

– Now instead of just abandoning the convo or turning away i engage the guy directly. A lot of men make the mistake of trying to shut out male competition for the attention of a single girl, but that is the opposite of what you want to do. By including the man in your conversation, you take away the opportunity for him to appropriate the conversational lead, AND you can redirect the energy away from the girl, as Sentient noted, which makes her want to work harder to regain your sole attention.

– She say “yeah like sex addiction” BINGO… there it is sexualized convo in the coffee line. LOL! Huge window. A girl’s indicator of interest doesn’t get much more indicative than this.

– “I think like full immersion therapy or something would be required… you know… to get it out of your system…” For those unfamiliar, this is a verbal technique known as NeuroLinguistic Programming (NLP), which involves embedding ideas and thoughts in your listener’s mind through subliminal semantic ambiguity. It’s been discussed at CH a few times, but I don’t stress it because 1. its benefits are covered by other, more accessible, game techniques and 2. it’s really easy to fuck up. However, if done skillfully, it can nuke a girl’s hamster right out of its cosmic exercise wheel.

– Go way down the long empty counter 25 feet and take the last seat. Farthest from the door we came in. Did this as a compliance test, she was in a hurry so let’s see if she comes down there and waits by me for her order instead of right next to the counter. Good move. The typical beta male starved for female interest would have lingered by the cashier as she pays for her order in hopes his dire proximity would coax super duper rays of love out of the girl.

– Interesting that SWPL psych girl feeling fear from the environment, second one I’ve come across recently… I think there is a change in the air… bodes well for TRUMP. I’ve been noticing this change in attitude, too.

– Some times game just bubbles up even when you aren’t trying to do anything…

No surprise. The essence of Game is the ZFG Alpha Attitude — no matter what happens, your toes are still tappin’.

Game Grade: A.

Sentient would’ve gotten an A+ but he pulled up at the last second when the goods were there for the taking. I’ll assume the reason for not closing the deal is that he’s in a committed relationship which he values.

Stereotype Accuracy Is One Of The Most Robust Social Science Findings

CH is fond of asserting that stereotypes don’t materialize out of thin air. They usually have a kernel of truth. The intent of stating this bleedingly obvious fact is to drive equalist, race creationist leftoids insane in the membrane. But, perhaps the truth embodied in common man stereotypes is more than a kernel.

There are many different ways to test for the accuracy of stereotypes, because there are many different types or aspects of accuracy.  However, one type is quite simple — the correspondence of stereotype beliefs with criteria.  If I believe 60% of adult women are over 5′ 4″ tall, and 56% voted for the Democrat in the last Presidential election, and that 35% of all adult women have college degrees, how well do my beliefs correspond to the actual probabilities?  One can do this sort of thing for many different types of groups.

And lots of scientists have.  And you know what they found?  That stereotype accuracy — the correspondence of stereotype beliefs with criteria — is one of the largest relationships in all of social psychology.  The correlations of stereotypes with criteria range from .4 to over .9, and average almost .8 for cultural stereotypes (the correlation of beliefs that are widely shared with criteria) and.5 for personal stereotypes (the correlation of one individual’s stereotypes with criteria, averaged over lots of individuals).  The average effect in social psychology is about .20.  Stereotypes are more valid than most social psychological hypotheses.

Generalizations about groups of people are useful because they are short cuts to evaluating another group’s values and predicting their behaviors in a variety of social contexts. Generalizations, aka stereotypes aka your lying eyes, work because they are more often right than wrong. There are big social (and reproductive) advantages to the person who is comfortable stereotyping ethnies, races, and sexes, not least of which is the ability to tailor one’s trust response according to the likelihood that a member of a different group shares one’s values, or will behave similar to oneself given the operative environmental cues.

As for the relevance of stereotyping to Game, if you enter the dating market believing that every woman is a unique snowflake (as opposed to feigning this belief with the purpose of moving a seduction forward), you will encounter a lot of failure from your inability to accurately gauge how women will respond to your romantic efforts. Learning from your mistakes becomes impossible if you refuse to notice patterns. There’s no faster route to incel than to go on believing that any one woman’s bad reaction to your beta supplication predicts nothing about how other women will react.

Which raises a question:  Why do so many psychologists emphasize stereotype inaccuracy when the evidence so clearly provides evidence of such high accuracy?  Why is there this Extraordinary Scientific Delusion?

There may be many explanations, but one that fits well is the leftward lean of most psychologists.

Color me shocked. Soft science field filled to the rafters with delusional shitlibs churns out slanted studies and deceptive interpretations of findings that validate their fragile cuckbaya egos.

And when something happens where they can’t avoid looking at [unpalatable findings], they have denigrated its importance.  Which is, in some ways, very amusing — if, after 100 years of proclaiming the inaccuracy of stereotypes to the world, can we really just say “Never mind, it’s not that important” after the evidence comes in showing that stereotype accuracy is one of the largest relationships in all of social psychology?

Can zero-integrity shitlibs really just utterly contradict themselves without a second thought? Does a fat feminist simultaneously claim fat is beautiful and beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

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Via Canadian Friend,

This year, a team of scholars from six universities studying ideological diversity in the behavioral sciences published a paper in the journal Behavioral and Brain Sciences that details a shocking level of political groupthink in academia. The authors show that for every politically conservative social psychologist in academia there are about 14 liberal social psychologists.

Arthur C. Brooks, New York Times, October 30, 2015

How ironically banal that the group which preaches the endless benefits of Diversity™ is the group with the least amount of thought diversity in their academia bathhouses.

Poor White Americans Down, Diversity™ Up, Wage Gutting Up, Obesity Up, Anti-White Elite Up

Poor, middle-aged White Americans are dropping like flies. Their death rate “increased by 134 deaths per 100,000 people from 1999 to 2014.” The primary causes of the mortality increase for this group of maligned Americans are suicide, alcohol poisoning, and drug overdoses from painkillers. Environmental shocks.

Think about the ingredients of a happy life:

Family — destroyed by welfare, feminism, gogrrl careerism, obesity, and sinking earnings for working class men.
Community — destroyed by population density and Diversity™.
Work — destroyed by open borders, automation, and oligarchic greed.
Faith — destroyed by SCALE-induced materialism and noblesse malice.

The working poor and less-educated need these four pillars, perhaps more than effete SWPLs do, to feel like their lives have purpose. Instead, malignant elements in our ruling class have done everything in their power to knock those pillars over and smash them to dust.

I’d like to suggest other reasons for the suicidal ideation of underprivileged White Americans:

– Middle-aged Whites were born during a time when America was still predominantly White and native. Over their lifetimes they have witnessed the country turned over to brown world hordes. They are the only generation to have spent their formative years enjoying Peak White America and their productive adult years suffering the insults and antagonisms of Post-White America. They therefore have a dispiriting perspective other generations lack (or, in the case of the elderly, lack the ready memories from which to draw comparisons).

– White Americans have lost the protection and loyalty of their government. When your government stops “having your back” and treats you simultaneously like a sponge to be soaked for gibsmedats and an evil blight hindering social justice, you tend to feel like a stranger in your homeland.

– Obesity is driving men to suicide and drugs. Not directly; through their fat wives. Men’s romantic desires are visually centered. It is cruel to mock men for this biological reality and to expect them to “man up” when their wives get fat and unattractive. Obesity is rampant among the lower classes and White men stuck in these larded-up marriages have to feel desperately alone with their repudiated desires.

I would only warn the Lords of Lies that if White men drop out, figuratively or literally, there won’t be anyone left to squeeze for the Danegeld.