Happy Christmas bitches and bitchettes! I hope Santa brings you what you desired. I know he ain’t bringing TGO what he wants.
And what does TGO desire you ask?
I’ll tell you. TGO desires Yoga Pants Girl, the CSU Women’s Volleyball Team and the extermination of everyone who voted for Hillary.
Damn. I guess one out of three ain’t bad.
Onwards with linkage!
I’m starting with something painful. When going to YouTube.com this was on of the top suggested videos. I clicked on it out of sick curiosity. Tell me this. Are these not the gayest boys you have ever seen or is it me? By the all the Gods and Goddesses… You might want to have a trash can on hand to vomit into.
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Let us meet in ceremony and discussion to grow a special female community dedicated to hope, transformation, journeys, spirit, and health.
Wikipedia defines cuckold as…
A husband of an adulterous wife. In evolutionary biology, the term is also applied to males who are unwittingly investing parental effort in offspring that are not genetically their own.
In short, being a cuckold is not a desirable position for any self-respecting masculine man to find himself in. Also in recent years, the term has been broadened in use to describe men who are perceived to be weak, effeminate, seemingly derive pleasure from being laughed at or humiliated, or are supportive of policies which are counter-productive to Western civilization and the traditional family unit.
People on the alt-left hate how right-wing masculine men denigrate people as cucks, because they usually exhibit several of the follow behaviors and traits.
Twenty-five ideas about voting Libertarian.
The purpose of this Reflection is not to argue for or against any specific position but merely to articulate and clarify various arguments.
The issue is simple: if I vote for the Libertarian Party candidate, is my vote wasted?
Here are 25 responses to that question.
(1) If I vote Libertarian and the Republican candidate loses to the Democrat then my vote was indeed wasted and could have made a difference if cast for the Republican.
(2) But virtually no elections are decided by exactly one vote, so my vote was wasted either way.
(3) But if everyone who voted Libertarian had voted Republican, or Democratic, that could have made a difference.
(4) But I am only responsible for myself individually, not for the entire “libertarian voting bloc,” so I shouldn’t think like a collectivist.
(5) But that is a realistic way to think.
I would love to believe Feministbook is on the decline. But I think the rumours of FB’s death have been exaggerated.
Wired has published a stunning longform expose on what it has been like to work for Tesla over the last few years.
The piece dives into life at the company’s Nevada Gigafactory and the seemingly abusive management style of CEO Elon Musk.
The piece opens with a story about an engineer at the company’s Nevada plant who “had been living out of a suitcase, putting in 13-hour days, seven days a week,” and who one day was excited to hear that Elon Musk himself needed his help on the production line. When the engineer was asked about one of the mechanized modules on the company‘s production line, instead of Elon seeking his assistance, he was berated and fired within a minute.
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Wired spoke to dozens of current and former Tesla employees from nearly every division of the company. While some called the company a thrilling place to work, one executive stated “everyone in Tesla is in an abusive relationship with Elon”. Musk was described in the piece as socially awkward and defensive when corrected.
“People used to tell me to hunch down lower in my seat during meetings. Elon reacted better to people when he was sitting higher than them,” a former high ranking Tesla executive stated.
. . . . .
“Everyone came to work each day wondering if that was going to be their last day,” another former executive at the company stated.
As production and manufacturing hell continued, Musk went from mad genius to simply mad, according to the report. He would occasionally interrupt meetings and insist that coworkers watch clips of Monty Python movies on his laptop. He’d play these clips more than once, laughing each time. When he split up with Amber Heard, Musk would reportedly miss meetings or cancel at the last minute.
Other times, Musk simply seemed angry. “There was this constant feeling of dread,” one employee said.
To be blunt, I am successful.
I am not rich any any means, but I will spend a higher percentage of my life being free compared to 99% of the people in the world, even rich people.
I answer to no one.
I have no debts. I have complete and utter freedom. I wake up when I want. I eat what I want. I ride my motorcycle wherever I want. And I make my money however I want. And when the seconds are tallied up at the end of my life, I will have spent a higher percentage of my life doing what I wanted even compared to Bill Gates, Warren Buffett, and certainly Steve Jobs. Because time is all the matters. Money is a close, yet at the same time, distance second. And the person who wins at life is the man who spent the highest percent of his life free. Not who has the most money.
But this success was not sudden. It was not as if I inherited the lottery or found out I was related to the Daytons and had a trust fund. It was the result of long term planning, frugality, minimalism, and fiscal discipline. It was decades in the making, and even though it took decades, the end result was a rare achievement most humans never experience. But whereas my path to this “successful life” was a long road, much like a marathon the part where you attain success was rather immediate. Almost a blink of an eye. And so very much like a marathon where 99.999% of it is the struggle and toil of running, and .0001% is “POOF you pass the finish line,” so too is success in life. But unlike a marathon that has an ending, life continues on well past the finish line.
And that’s when the monsters, nightmares, and demons really come out.
Well, just in time for Christmas, the people who taunted Little McKenzie got exactly what they wanted. She believed. She listened to her peers. She did exactly what the cool kids wanted.
She hanged herself in order to make the damn ignorant crowd stop. But that’s not the most sickening part.
The sickening part comes when I think about how the crowd will react. They scored. Touchdown! They will high-five one another and think they’ve saved the world. Ignore the public reaction. The grief-councilors have deployed to mop up all the crocodile tears. It reminds me of a chapter from Thus Spoke Zarathustra. A tightrope walker attempts to cross from one high tower to the next. A crowd looks on as he attempts the crossing. A jester makes fun of the tightrope walker causing him to fall to his death. The crowd is secretly relieved that the performer is dead since none of them could have crossed over.
In some sense, McKenzie’s demise is like that of the tightrope walker. She was a good little girl who was trying to do her job. Her family told the reporters the following about McKenzie.
McKenzie Nicole Adams was born Aug. 14, 2009. Pretty and smart with an outgoing personality, she loved math and science and wanted to be a scientist, her aunt said. She liked to cheer, take photos and make funny videos with her cousins.
I don’t know for sure that adorable little McKenzie would have pushed back the borders of ignorance by discovering cool new things about Particle Physics, but at least she had an idea in her head that she should try. She saw that tightrope out there and wanted to try and cross.
I can guarantee you that the ignorant little freaks that told her to kill herself until she actually did weren’t coming out with any new Theories of Special Relativity.
People’s parents knew this was happening and they tolerated it. I don’t have to sarcastically ask if these parents are proud of what their children just accomplished.
I’ve read my Nietzsche. I know that they truly are.