Captain Capitalism turned me on to Coach Red Pill. In this episode of linkage I want to turn you on to CRP’s seven part series on chycks. These videos should be required viewing for every boy on his 16th birthday.
Enjoy. And stop cucking.
And the cucks keep cucking on the women should be allowed in the military. I notice most of the cucks who cuck for women in the military never managed to stop cucking long enough to serve in the military. Certainly not in a light infantry unit as The Great One did. Go cuck yourselfs cuckers.
An anonymous email came in over the transom this morning:
During the early weeks after the USS Fitzgerald was speared by a lumbering Philippine container ship, it was noteworthy that the captain and a couple of admirals were publically named, but not the actual officer in charge, the officer of the deck. (OOD) The other person who should have kept the Fitz out of trouble is the person in charge of the combat information center, the Tactical Action Officer. That individual is supposed to be monitoring the combat radar, which can detect a swimmer at a distance of two miles.
Not until a year later, when the final reports are made public and the guilty parties have been court-martialed, does the truth come out. The OOD was named Sarah, and the Tactical Action Officer was named Natalie, and they weren’t speaking to each other!!! The Tactical Action Officer would normally be in near constant communication with the OOD, but there is no record of any communication between them that entire shift!
Another fun fact: In the Navy that won WWII, the damage control officers were usually some of the biggest and strongest men aboard, able to close hatches, shore up damaged areas with timbers, etc. The Fitz’s damage control officer was also a woman, and she never left the bridge. She handled the aftermath of the accident remotely, without lifting a finger herself!
Look it up: The OOD was Sarah Coppock, Tactical Action Officer was Natalie Combs. . . .
When I noticed last year that they were doing all they could to keep the OOD’s name out of the headlines, I speculated to my son that it was a she.
Turns out all the key people (except one officer in the CIC) were female!
Women who want to have kids should make it a high priority in their early twenties to find a partner. This week’s Newsweek cover story, Marriage by the Numbers, says is okay to wait until after 35 to get married. Newsweek is revising the saying that a woman has more chance of getting hit by a truck than getting married after age 35.
But the article ignores one of the most pressing issues facing Generation X: Infertility. No generation of women has had more trouble with fertility than this generation who received the terrible advice, “Wait. You have time. Focus on your career first.”
In fact, you have your whole life to get a career. This is not true about having a baby.
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You have a biological clock that does not pay attention to issues of social justice.
You cannot control your biological clock and you cannot control the workplace. But you can control where you spend your time and energy, and you should look hard for a husband early on. Line up the marriage first, then the career.
A New York high school teacher has pleaded guilty to performing oral sex on a 14-year-old boy on ‘multiple occasions and in multiple locations’ but she has been spared prison time.
Dori Myers, 29, a social studies teacher at The New School of Leadership and The Arts in The Bronx who is married to a Rockland County Sheriff’s deputy, entered her plea on Wednesday and was sentenced to 10 years of probation.
Myers also will have to register as a sex offender, but she will not be required to surrender her New York state teaching license.
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‘She still is a talented teacher and has those skills, and I don’t see any reason to destroy her ability to make a living and to contribute to society in a positive way,’ Andrew Stoll said.
A story for which there is no link. Believe it or disbelieve it. Your call.
As you know by now I believe nothing on the interwebz.
I believe half of what I see and none of what I hear.
I met her when she was waiting my table. Cute, blonde, 21 year old with a youthful innocent smile. The kind you fall in love with. We hit it off instantly.
Sounds like the beginning of a love story right?
It’s anything but.
See, most guys would have fallen for the act. I admit I almost did. Fortunately I have been blessed with a magical intuition. Something felt off and I was intrigued.
If there’s one thing I love more than anything else in this world, it’s knowing people. I mean really knowing them, down to the core of their souls. Something told me there was more to her, and I just needed to know what it was.
My work allows for the perfect excuse to meet up with people one on one. I invited her to be a part of my work and she happily obliged. I am completely non-sexual with her. I’d like to say it’s because I’m so professional, but really its because I love this game more than having just another notch. Sex clouds the mind in these matters.
We met up two weeks later. She kept up with the good girl game at first. She had never drank alcohol until a few weeks ago. She’s a Christian. Had been in a long term relationship with the guy she lost her virginity to. They only broke up recently because they had grown apart. I knew I wasn’t getting the full story though.
Throughout the next few times we met up I subtly kept pressing on. As I gained her trust, the details started pouring out. She grew up in a small town with a tight knit community. Only moved to the big city around the time of her break up. She started telling me about how she was an empowered feminist. I played along. I knew I had her. Pushed a little and got the truth.
She craves to be dominated by men. Told me she only loves arrogant narcissistic frat boys. She called her ex a vanilla chode. He respected her too much. I could see the disdain dripping from her face as she was telling me about the times he got emotional in front of her. Eventually their sex life had waned off. He just couldn’t satisfy her. He thought blowjobs were kinky when she wanted to get tied up and choked out.
Last week she really let loose. I inquired into her dating life and she readily admitted she was going on three dates with three different guys within the span of just five days. This had all “just sort of happened and wasn’t planned at all”. I played the fool. Asked her how she got herself into this situation and how she felt about it. She told me that on any given working day, around twelve guys hit on her. She loves this attention and picks out the hottest guys. She feels like this is completely normal.
I asked her about the dates. Turned out only one was actually a date. One was drinks at his place after her shift was finished and the third was no more than an agreement for a booty call. I told her good luck and she promised to let me know how it went next meeting.
We met up again this morning. She was late, her hair was a mess. She’d come straight from the third guy she’d fucked this week. Mr. proper date guy actually had to postpone to next week, but she’d found a co-worker to fill up that hole.
She had no quarrel about telling me all the details. Dicksizes, skills in bed. How she hadn’t even liked her co-worker. She’d just been drunk and horny. Her only regret was that she’d forgotten her bra at his place and was going to have to see him again.
That’s not all though. There’s a fifth guy she’s planning to get fucked by tonight at some house party. Mr. proper date guy is taking her out on Monday. I don’t give him too much of a chance though. He seems to genuinely like her. She agreed with me that he’d probably be too nice for her, but she didn’t want to say no to free stuff.
None of these guys know about each other. She feels zero guilt about doing this. Her rationale being that this is just a way to get to mr. right quicker. She told me about all of this like she was summoning up some recipe out of a cooking book. Deadpan voice, zero remorse.
This is your typical next door girl.
The kind your mother would be proud of you to take home. And don’t let your ego get in the way. I’m an expert in reading people (Goldmund can vouch for this) and I almost fell for it. I wish I could say she’s an exception, but I know girls too well. I must admit though, she did look very proud when she told me that she never cheated on her ex boyfriend. I guess that makes her a good girl after all ;).
Last week, I talked about the reasons women manipulate men, how to distinguish manipulation tactics from good behavior, and how to set the tone in terms of reducing the odds of your woman attempting to play mind games with you.
Today I’m going to talk about the three most common ways girls manipulate men as well as their motivations for the particular methods they key in on.
More importantly, I’m going to tell you exactly what you need to say and do to shut this shit down and thwart any thoughts of a repeat attempt any time soon.
Again, these are real world examples that I have used myself with multiple females. When I do, one of two things usually happens: 1) They fall in line and keep the mind fuckery to a minimum or 2) They disappear because they know I’m not a man who can be mind fucked. Either way there is little wasted time on mind games which is the intended result.
As the old saying goes, blood is thicker than water. People are going to vote for their own tribe, or at least in the interests of their tribe. As we are fond of saying around here, every group acts in its own self-interest alone. They do what benefits them. Loyalty to party, economic system, or even country are distant if considered at all.
They may also not be competent. Nothing suggests that Democrats are, much less these new radicals. They will like any incompetent parasite take over the host, kill it, and then starve, much like happened in Zimbabwe, Cuba, Russia, Cambodia, Venezuela, and too many more places to count.
When they fail, in will come warlike foreigners — most likely the Chinese — who will take over and make slaves of them, at which point The Resistance can start up again. It may not have long to fight, because the Chinese themselves are unstable.
No, Western Man, if there is any future for humanity, you must make it happen yourself.
No one else can do it.
Kapernick is the face of Nike because Nike, like the Democrats, has bet on your doom. Most of your government has done the same, with Republicans just hoping for a final payout before fleeing to Switzerland.
We have lived too long in a state of constantly reacting to what the Left is doing. They want to destroy us; in the process, they are destroying themselves and what is left of the nation-state of America. We cannot merely resist. We have to displace them, deport them, and go our own way, or they will end us, and we know that because they have told us so.