As regular readers of this blog know, I am not exactly the spiritual guy to go to for correct advice on the Catholic perspective on sex.
I don’t actually have any issue with the Catholic position on sex, I believe it is indeed the best way for a married couple to relate to each other.
Thanks to Adam for this video, which he posted at his blog a little while back, and which I present here below:
It is definitely one of the better discussions I have seen on the topic, even though it is clear both are Novus Orco believers, so, I do take everything they say with a pinch of salt. It may be of interest to readers here that I give the video high marks, because my position on sex in Catholicism has at times been seen as wrong, or perhaps leading people to sin, or something along those lines, so, if you had a rather debauched sex life, as I did for most of my life, it might interest you to see the interview, since I found it very well done for the most part.
Given my first 40 plus years of sexual experiences prior to becoming a Catholic I think it’s fair to say that it wasn’t going to be an easy transition. And there are some aspects of the theology behind it that I find difficult to reconcile with logic from a spiritual perspective. Nor is sex the only area I have this with, just because I am Catholic does not mean I don’t think about these things. For example, my perspective on Confession is that at a practical level it makes you into a better person, so it is a definitely good thing overall, and there is no reason not to do it or not to have it, but the idea that God would not be aware of my sin, or conversely, send to Hell despite my genuine repentance and atonement to the best of my ability if I did not manage to go to confession before I drop dead, is, to me, at the very least extremely unlikely, and honestly, I think erroneous. Nevertheless, if everyone said “oh that’s not how it works” pretty soon you’d get… well… Protestantism; because humans without rules are for the most part, no better than cattle or sheep without a Shepard to keep them in line.
Similarly, I have no problem with the Church’s teaching on sex, which in a nutshell (forgive the somewhat “scandalous” pun) is as follows:
No contraception, ever, of any kind, except for NFP (Natural Family Planning) which in the related video starts around 1 hour 30 minutes or so and is well explained.
No homosexuality.
No refusal of sex from either spouse other than for serious reason, like illness, the potential duty to NOT have any more children, for whatever reason, and so on. The concept here is not that you are the other person’s sex slave, but rather that marriage itself is the gifting of yourself to the other person bodily and your body is literally now their property and vice versa. That, along with the reason of producing children, is literally a fundamental aspect of marriage. This of course is seen as evil, rape-adjacent, sexual slavery from all the degenerate feminists, but it is spelt out very clear in Corinthians 7: “3 The husband should meet his wife’s sexual needs, and the wife should do the same for her husband. 4 The wife doesn’t have authority over her own body, but the husband does. Likewise, the husband doesn’t have authority over his own body, but the wife does. 5 Don’t refuse to meet each other’s needs unless you both agree for a short period of time to devote yourselves to prayer. Then come back together again so that Satan might not tempt you because of your lack of self-control.” The level at which a man or woman understands this passage, in my experience, is pretty much indicative of their level of spiritual understanding of sex and intimacy in marriage.
Modernised women have now been “taught” for almost 100 years, that using their bodies to withhold sex from their husbands is “obviously” their “right” and the reality of it is that it has been “weaponised” to essentially cow men into a kind of sex-starved submission.
Even in my pre-Catholic days, I found that there was broadly speaking (and I will generalise a lot here) two types of women:
Those who instinctually understood that using sex as a bargaining tool in a relationship (other than perhaps as a joke in some role-play) was a despicable way to act, and never indulged in it.
Then there were the others, who, as my brother once crudely put it, thought their pussy had the key to an actual spaceship in it (he knew I cared nothing for gold if I could just get access to a small hyperspace capable starship!) and limiting access to it in order to get what they wanted (regardless if it was some specific (and usually unnatural) behaviour from me, or more crudely, material things) was how they operated. This second type of woman tried that tactic with me precisely once. Because the minute they tried it, the relationship was instantly and permanently over. Their shock at this reaction, which was delivered calmly and with absolute finality, was always somewhat amusing. And I can’t recall an instance where they did not then (sometimes immediately) try to reverse the situation, but there was never any coming back from it. A woman that behaved that way was in a space mentally that I wanted nothing to do with, and I strongly advise all men to take a similar approach in this regard. It’s nothing to do with “needing” sex so desperately, or being “angry” at the lack of it, and so on. It is to do with the very foundational issue of how she sees sex, intimacy and indeed marriage as a whole and in context.
Frankly, I find an actual prostitute that says it will cost X amount for a set time to be with her sexually, to be less offensive to the entire concept of intimacy than a woman that uses sex as a tool to “control” or manipulate a man. And similarly, I find any man that submits to such behaviour to be unworthy of being called a man.
There was also another type of woman, and these were those that unfortunately had been sexually abused, and given the numbers, it is inevitable that I came across everything from incest to gang-rape. One positive aspect of it was that as far as I know, every woman I was with that had that happen, felt comfortable enough with me to share it, and a second positive aspect is that, again, in I think almost all cases, the resulting physicality between us, helped them resolve many issues.
There was also, a notable example or two of women that had been sexually abused (rather extremely, really) who, while not at all shy or withholding sexually, at least with me, did have certain difficulties, and occasional really strange behaviours, and I am not referring to various kinks, which can be understandable, but I mean sudden bouts of sadness, depression and so on. These were more difficult aspect to improve rapidly, but in any case, open and honest communication always improved things for them, and did so even in their subsequent relationships, which they did let me know about in most cases.
Now, setting aside the cases where sexual abuse was present, and given our secularised approach to sex in today’s day and age, it is interesting to note that the women that were most balanced sexually, instinctively never treated sex as a bargaining chip.
It is a quite fascinating topic really, and one that older women (grandma aged ones) with successful families that are happy and well-balanced will (if you have their confidence) unashamedly tell you that their husbands were never turned away from their bodies. Conversely, a lot of supposedly “Catholic” women, especially in Anglo-Saxon countries, will be prudish and miserly with their bodies even from their husbands.
The women have been taught this is their God-given right as a “strong independent woman”, their “dignity” as a human being and not being a sex object and so on. Totally inverting the reality of the issue.
It is precisely because sex has become transactional and objectified in the extreme, that most people have absolutely no idea of what an actually properly intimate sexual act can feel like, or even is, that they assume and “teach” that as with any disposable property, you have to “work” to get it. An analogy might be making your four year old “work” before he can get access to eating food for his dinner. It is an absurd inversion of the concept of a sexual relationship, as much as making your little child work for his food would be an inversion of a parent’s duty.
So even mentioning this aspect of essentially unrestricted access to your spouse’s body, gets you labelled as some kind of sexual slave-trader, probable human trafficker, or whatever.
The reality is, of course, as usual, quite different. Although in the modern day, the pleasure of truly gifting your body to another has, for the most part, in many women, been reduced to a pleasure in being especially submissive during the sex act, the reality is that a true and natural submission to your spouse (husband or wife as they may be) is of incomparably finer and deeper beauty than a mere sex act, however “accomplished” that might be.
It is a difficult concept to transmit to another human being that has not experienced both the degraded version (which almost everyone today that is asexually active knows only too well) and the correct one, but the difference is obvious and unforgettable once experienced.
The unfortunate (and intentional) barriers to understanding these things have been hammered into all of us with such persistence and over all of our lives, that regaining a properly ordered sexuality is going to be quite the task, and will require conscious effort. But I assure you it is worth it.
I hope the video helps clarify many things for a lot of people.
Thanks to TrevorGoodchild on Gab, I was made aware of this long but very good post on the female perspective of the modern radioactive wasteland that is the current era in terms of social interactions.
One of the most insightful passages was this:
Feeling alienated from your body, disliking the male attention your body invites, secretly feeling a kind of thrill when your beauty benefits you, enjoying the power you hold over men: these are feelings girls commonly experience as they transition to womanhood.
In a healthy society, young girls eventually come to terms with these complex and somewhat contradictory feelings. This is not the case today. Today, young women are rewarded most for acting on their most pathological impulses. Platforms such as Instagram and OnlyFans incentivize some young women to profit from the male gaze to the detriment of their future well-being. On the other hand, for young women who feel alienated by their sexual desirability (or lack thereof), there exist a plethora of alternative online communities like FTM or pro-eating disorder spaces that offer young women refuge from the male gaze, while offering them emotional support and subcultural status.
What is not at all encouraged is coming to terms with the complex feelings womanhood induces within young girls, coming to terms with that mix of terror and thrill. This process is entirely disrupted by modern social norms. Why? Because sexual norms today skirt around one obvious, horrifying fact: women like being sex objects. That eighteen year old on OnlyFans? She’s not motivated by entrepreneurial drive, economic desperation, patriarchal socialization, or any such external factor we may want to point to. No, she simply likes the idea of being a hot commodity, of being so sexy that men would pay to see her. She likes being a whore. Acknowledging women’s innate desire to be sexualized, to be objectified, is sacrilegious; it is a truth conveniently avoided by both feminists and traditionalists alike. Instead, they posit that women’s behaviour is entirely downstream of that of men’s, that if men didn’t desire women so much, that if they stopped watching porn, stopped “objectifying women,” stopped having sex outside of marriage, that all sexual degeneracy would disappear. And so, male sexuality is criminalized, and female sexuality is conveniently ignored. And while this set of social norms preserves a rosy, hapless image of women, it harms young girls through its complete lack of social regulation of feminine sexual impulses. If you do not restrict female sexual impulses, what you get is a race to the bottom, with young girls intensely competing with each other for sexual attention. A lack of common sense limitations leads to a rise in things like unnecessary plastic surgeries, the proliferation of photoshop, hypersexual online personas. The digital landscape is flooded with images of inhumanly beautiful women. Intense sexual competition has adverse effects on other young girls by either encouraging them to adopt such behaviours, or by alienating them from womanhood entirely.
“Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it’s all a male fantasy: that you’re strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren’t catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you’re unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur”
.—Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride
Ultimately, what growing up means for girls, is coming to terms with the male gaze. The male gaze, contrary to the popular feminist conception of it, is not a product of patriarchal society. Rather, the voyeur in your own head is a native facet of feminine psychology. The voyeur in your head is awareness of your desirability, the power it holds, the danger it can bring; this awareness is crucial for women to have as they navigate the world around them.
And the most insightful sentence in that extract was this:
She likes being a whore.
That one sentence, in the context it was written, is, as the writer correctly identifies, the biggest taboo of the modern world. That admission can never be made in public without the person saying it being essentially cancelled as some kind of woman-hating, (internalised if you are female like the writer, of course) patriarchal pig/slave (depending on if you’re a man/woman) and so on.
Now, those men among us who had a past that involved being intimate with a rather high number of women, in a secularised context absent pretty much all religion of any kind, will know that pretty much every woman has that impulse somewhere in her make up. I’m sure there are exceptions, but they are generally not what one would refer to as “normal” women. Some may be the result of rape, sexual abuse, and so on. Some may be neuro-atypical and so on, as always, nothing is always all the same, there are always exceptions, but by and large, the average woman, has in her a “I want to feel like a whore” button. Some are more aware of it than others, of course, and some are unaware of it until a man flicks that button a few times expertly, but as I say, in most cases it’s there. It is, in essence, a normal biological aspect of femaleness, just like it is a biological aspect of maleness to like feeling like a conquering hero (or anti-hero, whatever, the conquering and winning part is what makes us feel alive).
Did you see that Sci-Fi film with Arnie called Total Recall (it’s badly based on a PKD story) but anyway when they are presenting him with a fictional fantasy holiday and they ask him what romantic partner he would like for his fantasy induced “holiday” and they say “be honest” he gives up and indeed says: “Slutty”.
Using the word all/every in the same context as above, i.e. a generalisation, it is simply a fact that every man wants a whore in bed and a lady outside of their bedroom (well, ok, home in general, maybe public toilets, secluded spots in parks, back of cars… you know what I mean!).
The ideal woman for most men is a complete slut in bed, open to all the sexual excitement and fantasies he might have, but… loyal most of all and forever to just him.
And the ideal man for pretty much every woman, is a man that is manly enough to make her want to behave like a complete whore in bed. But who has eyes only for her.
The ideal relationship for both sexes is one where the other partner inspires almost unbridled sexuality and sensuality for you, while at the same time confining it within the limits of your relationship.
Yes, I am aware that there are large (and growing) areas of the population where wife-swapping, cuckolding, orgies, multiple sex partners and other fetishes actually take place, but those relationships where those aspects of sex become a regular reality instead of remain limited to a private fantasy, invariably end in tears and tragedy. There are no successful “polyamorous” relationships or long term “throuples”. Every one of those perversions of the natural order of one man and one woman is not conducive to the maximum happiness for both. Some might be artificially sustainable, such as the practice of having multiple wives. Historically there are instances where powerful men or certain societies permitted men to have multiple wives, and such societies still exist and one could say “function” after a fashion, but the reality is that neither the man nor the women in those situation had reached their maximum potential for true, deep, lasting serenity, and that is for a very simple reason:
Maximum serenity is achieved when you have real, deep, intimate connection to another human being and that can only be achieved at its deepest and most pervasive level in an intimate relationship between a man and a woman.
Oh, you might touch aspects of it in certain fetishised moments of a relationship that is not classical of that kind. Certainly I have experienced in my pre-catholic days a certain level of sexual gratification/understanding with some women, that even though was at times simply limited to that singular or infrequent encounter due to the temporary nature of the “relationship” achieved a certain level of “understanding” or feeling of mutual acceptance without any judgement or however you want to label it, that it does achieve a sense of closeness, an aspect, if you will, of “love” or at least a facet of it. But one might make the same statement of perhaps a pair of serial killers finding a moment of “spark” as they hunch over their latest victim to cannibalise it. Yes, yes, you might have felt something that you might think is “deep” and insofar as your experience of life might go (you know as a serial killer, or serial slut (of either sex)) it may well have been the “highlight” to date of your connection with another human being, and because sex is so powerful, if you just had your third and most mind-blowing orgasm in a row while trussed up in some S&M position in your full gimp outfit and a livecam to your only fans only “enhancing” the thrill for you, you might think you have reached the pinnacle of human intimacy. But you have not. You may have touched bottom on a deep dive into some fetishism, specific degenerate thing or even wide-spread generic degeneracy, but true, deep, pervasive intimacy, you have not reached sir, or madam. And trust me, I speak from a rather extensive degenerate past and experience on the matter.
The level of human intimacy that truly calms and fills you with a genuine and pervasive experience of love, is only generated between one man and one woman. Instinctively we all know that from birth. As the ancient Greeks and others knew, there are various forms of love, and we can define different relationships on the basis of it, but the one that covers all of them the most is simply the one that is of a man and woman who choose a life together to make children and raise them. Anything else is a shadow at best if not a cruel parody that brings only misery (gay “marriages” and the accompanying child trafficking that results from gay “adoptions”).
Your relationship with a woman you are particularly compatible with sexually might feel fulfilling, and indeed such relationships usually last quite long if there is at least a baseline of other factors to support it, but amazing sex on its own will not do it, yet, in the modern era, the focus is on that first and foremost.
If you have daughters and are raising them and you are unaware of these facts, or worse, you try to ignore them pretending they are not realities, your daughters are headed for the rocks in the metaphoric navigation of life.
Acknowledging a girls’ natural inclinations due to her biological sex is required, as is required your duty as father to teach her how to avoid the pitfalls of her own biology. Just as you do with a boy you would raise. But as a man, raising a boy is easier, because firstly, we are simpler, secondly we are men, so we know what it’s like to be one, and thirdly, boys are generally responsive to plain logic and direct line of thinking. The pitfalls for both boys and girls are mostly handled by the same skill: The ability to regulate your own emotions. Difficult as it is for all human beings, the skill is generally a lot easier to achieve for boys. and once again, the reasons are mainly biological.
Female brain structure is physically different in some important aspects from male brain structure. Their hormones affect them and their thinking, mood, mind and brain to degrees that men can only imagine, but rarely experience outside of perhaps drug induced stupors.
Helping a young girl navigate not only the outside world, but her own biology and emotion-inducing hormones, is a far more delicate and complicated matter.
You do need to be aware of her biology and not demonise aspects of her that are natural things, but you also need to teach her to regulate these things in a way that leads to healthy and positive outcomes for her and steers her away from negative outcomes. And you also need to appreciate that for a girl or woman, the ability to control her emotions in a positive fashion tends to be far more restrictive. Historically every functioning society has known this, placing heavy and strict restrictions on female sexuality. And of course the feminists will tell you it was all to oppress women and so on, but the reality is that (as the article mentioned also points out clearly) women, left to their own devices tend to make horrifically bad decisions and civilisations tend to collapse in short order when this is the case.
An innocuous example might suffice.
In teaching self-discipline to my children, the approach with the boy, who is only 4, is very much simpler and direct. He’s been told eating too much sweets or say chocolate, or whatever is not good for him and we want the best for him and as a result he simply asks if he can have this or that and when he is told no, at most he asks why. Provided a clear explanation he accepts the decision most times. His little sister seeing him do this is more disposed to following suit… I say more disposed… not how much more… It’s a tiny amount. She will argue and try to pull a fast one a lot more than he does. My eldest daughter on the other hand is a complete choc-aholic. I was the same and even in my thirties and later I could eat three full chocolate slabs and think nothing of it. When I was swimming competitively as a teenager and living alone in the UK I survived on cheese and chocolate and random meals I microwaved. I was never fat, because I always moved and I have lucky genetics. She is very similar in this regard, but when I explained it is not healthy and she should not devour whatever chocolate is in the house (something she did like a thief in the night several times) and I finally put my foot down hard, far more on the sneaky way she had done it than the thing itself, the next time we went shopping and it was just me and her and I said should we get some chocolate, she said no. Surprised I asked how come. Her explanation was enlightening:
“Because I can’t really control myself if I know we have it in the house. So if it’s not there, at least I can’t go and eat it.”
The boy would simply be ok with not touching it until he’s told it’s ok to do so, or limit himself to one or two pieces a day or week or whatever we decided, but the girl realised her own will-power or discipline was not enough and so took steps to safeguard against her own known weakness.
That subtle but extremely important difference plays out throughout most of a woman’s life.
And returning to sex, because it is such a powerful force, if a girls’ (also natural) defences against being bedded are bypassed by some slight of hand/emotional manipulation/general social pressure, and then repeatedly so, her ability to bond deeply with another human being becomes scarred over by each encounter, making it progressively harder to make it a possibility.
Being aware of these things as a father is of paramount importance, and I am astonished at the level of absolute incompetence we see today in the parenting skills in general but especially of how pathetic so many men are at being fathers for their daughters.
I see comments from apparently fathers that ask things like: “What can I do? I mean the sex stuff is everywhere and my daughters dress like whores, but it can’t be helped, and where will they find a good man?”
Well buddy, short a miracle, they won’t because they never had one in the first place where they should have: Their home! You weakling, metrosexual, pathetic excuse for a father.
Seriously, the more I look at Clown World with a bird’s eye view, the more I realise that I was absolutely right ten years ago, some 3 years before I even got baptised, when I said that two things would be pivotal: Christianity (which I have since come to view as being limited to actual Catholicism i.e. 1958 Sedevacantism) and city states, because once the SHTF it will be communities that stick together that will resit and survive whatever evil wind comes their way.
I hope more and more people will see these truths soon, and that is happening, even if I know the numbers will never approach what my blue-sky tinted heart would wish.
But you never know; God does act in mysterious ways; and he does have a powerful sense of humour, after all: He made me a hardcore Believer.
This last piece from the article is another important point (emphasis added):
Why are young women today so deranged? Because no one is honest with them and they cannot be honest with themselves. Parents lie to you, teachers lie to you, friends lie to you, everyone lies to you. If anyone dares tell you the truth, they are ostracized.
There is the ultimate betrayal. Parents who lie to their children about reality. Life. Basic stuff. And many do so because they are so retarded and brainwashed themselves they honestly don’t know any better.
But many do it because of the fear of running against the grain. Of indeed, being ostracised.
Luckily for my daughters, I never gave a flying fornication at a rodent’s anus what pretty much the entire rest of humanity thought of me or if I was well-liked or feared or infamous. As a result, no matter how counter-narrative the truth may be, there is never any worry that they will not be told how two plus two is always, without any exception, forever and ever, four.
I am first of all reminded of this funny meme which is of some woman on twitter/X saying:
It’s true, men only want one thing, and it’s disgusting!
and the reply below it by some Chad:
So, wash it.
While the response is funny, the reality is a little bit different, and that reality is why I don’t rate PUAs as anything good in general, losers almost to a man, and missing the point of life and teaching others to miss it too.
Vox recently had a post about how the lure of the forbidden, or the hedonist, or worldly pleasures of life, are very real and only a Churchian type that has no knowledge of life can comfortably and arrogantly counsel things like, no, no, never any sex before marriage, or whatever the mortal sin is, as if simply stating that were protection enough from the temptations of the world.
And I tend to agree. The way I put it before is that while the ideal is indeed ideal, and it absolutely worked in the past, in the current post-apocalyptic moral landscape of radiation pools, death-plague, and zombies, the old chaste ways might indeed still work, and perhaps they do and are really best regardless. Perhaps, in some hidden Shangri-La I never came across yet. However, my personal experience has been that given the hellish landscape, you need to be able to navigate a little hell before you can climb out of the pit, and so far, three marriages by people under 30, all three couples now expecting, and all directly or indirectly as a result of becoming sedevacantists and navigating various scenarios before landing a properly converted and Catholic wife (in all three cases very pretty women too, it needs to be said) convince me that my ways and advice have at least some merit in producing the seeded for results of what men (and women) really want. In short, while my methods (such as they are) might not have the imprimatur of Church Bishops, or anything remotely approved by anyone Catholic, they do seem to produce positive results.
To my mind, when at war, the rules are partially decided by the enemy, and if the enemy in this case perverts everything good into a parody of itself, my approach is to take all his perversion and convert it to a parody of itself and thus back to the good.
So, the slutty trampy girl with a good heart, who gives herself to anyone in a heartbeat in the delusion of seeking love, while not the ideal first choice, in the extreme of the examples I am making, might just be the one that turns around with the allure of a properly respectful marriage where you have a LOT of sex, to make a LOT of children, and have them fill your home and hearts. They tempt the nominally Catholic schoolgirls with ever more degenerate behaviour, well, how about we tempt the degenerate girls to wear strictly longer dresses, wear a veil in church and become awesome housewives and mothers? Let’s see who wins that fight, shall we?
In that vein then, let me tell you what every man in today’s fallen world really wants:
They want a woman that is sexy, beautiful, sensual, sexual, kind, nurturing and loving and loyal to them, that shares the views on marriage, children and family.
99% of men, if given the choice between being a fuckboi with endless pussy on demand from all corners of the world, but never a family, or one woman for the rest of their life that is sexy and sensual, able and willing, a good wife and mother and loyal and kind and nurturing to him and their children, that also challenges him with her views and humour and thoughts, would choose the good wife.
Those men who would not are mostly:
Boomers. Yes. Still today.
Immature, having tasted the fruits of easy fornication, and been intoxicated by them, they are like an alcoholic, mistaking the over-indulgence of drinking with the pleasure of having a drink with friends and good food while never losing yourself in drink.
Perverted or damaged by sexual trauma early in life, twisted life experiences and so on.
Neurologically (physiologically) defective from birth.
It is true that a normal man, absent sex, and wanting it, unless he has made a conscious decision to be an ascetic monk, a priest or whatever, can begin to go slightly insane from his unsatisfied lust (women go even more insane and faster when they are sexually ignored and neglected by men, by the way). And the overwhelming availability of pornography is also likely to spark unwholesome expectations from a woman or women in general.
PUAs prey on such men. “Teaching” them all sorts of nonsense in terms of relations between men and women, based on flawed and only partial truths or at times completely baseless assumptions, and all in the quest to: Get married? Have children? Have a functional, happy life? No. All in the quest to simply get laid. Because in their tragically useless and shrivelled lives, the mere achievement of having sex with some women, pretty, good looking or “high status” as they may be, with the definite intent of also impressing your friends with your “ability” to bed such women IS the Holy Grail of happiness. Well, it isn’t. And PUAs intrinsically, whether directly or indirectly are essentially selling the message that it is. The “learnt” attitudes are extremely ruinous for the prospects of an actually happy and meaningful life. It’s not even that the prize doesn’t exist. It can exist. It’s just that the prize itself is a cheap plastic imitation of the actual prize in life.
I truly believe that it is far less damaging for an incel to hire a professional to get over his curiosity/lust/physical needs, a few times, and get over that desperation, so as to rebalance his brain and begin to take the necessary steps to seek and find the relationship he really would prefer, which is almost always, the good wife.
Look at the supposed “masters of seduction” that were PUAs a decade or more ago, where are they, what have they done, how are their lives?
Jail, suicide, broken families, married to a potato with a kid, and still pretending to be “masters of seduction” and so on. Mystery has at least one child with some woman he is not married to (she apparently is quite pretty and not a potato, by the way, I don’t know, I don’t care) and is still pretending to be the aging wise man of “getting women”. Which I think in modern parlance of the younger generation, elicits only a heightened sense of red-alert levels of “cringe”. It’s sad and pathetic.
But to return to the original point, do not think I am unaware of the allure of the carnal pleasures. I didn’t start out that way, that is as a manwhore risking drowning by pussy juice, but I always have had a good imagination, and perhaps Italians really are more naturally sexual, and then when the relationships I had tried my best to be good for failed, I eventually concluded that I simply was not built, or able to, have them, so I simply indulged my preferences and avoided any tensions by simply walking away from any encounter that in any way started to have the hint of red flags, or issues, or whatever. The minute it wasn’t fun anymore I’d simply say “Sayonara” and “Next!”.
So I am well aware of the lures and traps and temptations. Mostly because I indulged every single one of them, pretty much. And somehow, despite this, because of how I am built internally, I managed to survive. Not a light navigation through Hell, but rather an extended tour of it with side passages into the lowest pits, you know, just to get the full measure of the place, and then, by Grace, (some) prayer, and truly just God’s Mercy, found myself in a position where the right woman (for me, that is, she could be thought of as having all the red flags one might think of for a “normal” man) was gradually, then suddenly, there. And for every red flag she had of her own, I probably matched it with one or several of my own.
And certainly it has not been all roses and daisies floating on a cloud made of unicorn-rainbow farts and harp music, but… as only two scarred and battle-hardened veterans of worldly life can do, once they have tried every pleasure, survived every outrage to their minds, bodies and hearts, and knowing yet, still, despite it all, that love counts, that truth matters above all, that justice is a thing, we helped each other heal and feel loved. Not always kindly, not always easily. But in between, underneath it all, always knowing, in our own separate and different ways: She is the One. He is the One.
I absolutely do NOT recommend my path to anyone. Please be smarter and faster and kinder and easier and more intelligent, wise and loving than I have been. And seek someone suitable for you that is already well on her way to it, or maybe already there. If anything, I am but an example of how, even when you are lied to from the start, and you believe it, and are hurt and damaged and broken, time and again, by life, by people who are supposed to have been on your side, by your own heart not letting you give up even when you should, and you just keep getting up, eventually, even the devil gives up; and God finds you. As long as you too, are seeking and not just whining about your lot in life.
So, if you have travelled on the dark side, and been poisoned, take heart. No it is not easy. No, you will not suddenly find a virgin nymphomaniac nurse that loves cooking and cleaning your one bedroom rented apartment in the wrong side of town. And yes, you will have to get off your own ass and work, and scrabble, and train, and get your spine to be erect, and stand, and take it, and deliver it. To learn justice and honour and truth and discipline and not lose heart or mind even when life seems hell-bent on breaking you. It is. The enemy is. And are you going to let it? I don’t know about you, but, true to my namesake given to me by online friends, a thing I always thought even before I saw the film as a teenager:
It’s better to burn out than fade away.
So. Get yourself and your own sense of self squared away. Think on it. Make up your mind. Which kind of man are you?
Are you brave? Are you a liar? Do you smoke? Do you drink? Do you stand back up when life kicks you in the balls and knees you in the face? Or do you cry out for an ambulance and the police? Do you complain about things that you don’t like or do you change them?
Who are you? And who do you want to become? Because they are never the same thing as long as you are alive on this Earth. And if you reach the place you wanted to be a year or ten years ago, you will also have learnt new things you want to learn and become more or less of. So keep walking, Keep climbing. And pick a woman that understands that while she will be loved (and make sure you do), and she will be protected and provided for, to the best of your ability at any given time, and that she will be respected (and make sure you understand what that means for you AND for her), that life is hard and you are both only human. You will screw up. So will she.
And you will both need to keep choosing each other through and past all of it. And that is the only way to be that matters, and the only way that real, lasting happiness can be achieved by both men and women, and she has to give of her femaleness and womanly ways just as much as you have to give of your male and manly ways. And combine and co-create a family and navigate the idiocy of the world, the corruption of it, the twisting of it, together, like good sailors on a small, but strong boat can navigate even the biggest storms.
That, is what men want. And, whether they admit it or not, like it or not, say it or not, it’s what women want too. Take it from me, because I am a man, and unlike women, who will tell you a bunch of things they think they want but mostly don’t actually want, I’m telling you what the good ones want. And the ones that don’t want it, don’t matter.
There are three paths I can go down with respect to the next book I write.
NAZI MOON (linked) is now available at least in the US and CANADA and should be available soon in other countries too.
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I have been asked to do the relationship book by friends and men in general for years; at least 20 of them. I resisted the impulse* for at least a couple of decades, primarily because, as one of my alter egos/nicknames —given to me by friends in Italy over 20 years ago— said in one of the graphic novels he appears in: “Any man that says he has understood all there is to know about women, is either a liar or insane.” And it’s close enough to the truth in some ways. Nevertheless, I feel that after two divorces, a lot of women in between, and finally a proper Catholic marriage, not to mention 4 children I fathered, I have probably made —and persevered!— and (one hopes), learnt enough that it is probably acceptable to pass on a few pointers to younger men; at least on those issues I feel I have now got enough experience to retroactively note when I did the right thing (regardless of outcome), and when I did the wrong thing (again, regardless of outcome). I mention this, because as I say, there have been a lot of people asking me for this for a long time.
With regard to my non-fiction, each book I have written so far, is really mostly a compilation of my theories and conclusions formed with many years of experience.
The Face on Mars was the result of a lifelong interest in Astronomy from very early childhood. I understood what a light-year was at age four, thanks to an uncle who was, and remains, a total geek to this day. He also sent me a telescope in my early teens, with which I observed the mountains of the moon, and how the moon itself moved. I also saw Haley’s comet with it, from our home in Africa at the time. And to this day the concepts I put forth in that book were then, and for the most part continue to remain today, unique. Some have badly plagiarised aspects of it (hello Graham Hancock) but the overall main issue had not been understood by anyone I am aware of before I saw it. And most remain totally ignorant of it, despite the predictions and theories I made back in 1995, playing out as correct in the intervening time. The update in 2014 also added a new dimension to the reality of my ideas, which is partly expanded on a lot more in my fiction work.
Systema was similarly, a book I wrote after I had personally spend decades in the martial arts world. And I wanted to demystify a LOT of the nonsense that goes with many martial art “concepts” and their related egos, and which —in particular— seemed to have a vortex of “mystic ninjas” concerning the Russian system. Which is an impression many martial artists might have if they have not experience of it firsthand. By merely watching YouTube videos or hearing “fantastic” stories of almost magical ability, they are most likely going to assume it is some woo-woo nonsensical “martial art”. That thought is disabused within minutes of confronting any of the top exponents of it. Unfortunately, as always, along with the really good practitioners, there were also a lot of “mystic ninjas” and some of the practitioners did nothing to demystify the situation, so I did it. I have been doing martial arts since I was a very small child, thanks to my dad, so I had pretty extensive knowledge of it before I put hand-to-keyboard after almost four decades of it.
Reclaiming the Catholic Church was in some ways the “odd man out” because I had a road to Damascus Event in 2013 and the book came out in 2020, that is, only 7 years later. However, I had been reading different books on all the main religions, mysticism, “spiritual” and even New Age stuff, again, since my teens, and literally infiltrating various cults as a hobby, in order to see if anyone had anything that was demonstrably true, real, or worthwhile. I had settled on a basic Zen-Agnosticism, with a clear understanding there must be an intelligence behind creation (the math, astronomy, biology and physics, as well as logic, pretty much confirms it many, many, many times over) but no sense of a God as such that was specifically interested in us mere mortals, much less me specifically. That changed in a radical, unexpected and utterly surprising way, that while “subjective” in the sense that I cannot prove it to anyone else, was absolutely objective and very much so for me. The other part that helped was that because the Catholic Church has ALL of its rules and dogmas written down, it was fairly easy to follow the thread of its history and see the astonishing truth it is founded on. As it was, to see that the current inhabitants of the Vatican are, without putting too fine a point on it, flat out Satanists.
BELIEVE! Instead, published a year before RTCC, was a much smaller work, putting out my new, or updated, basic outline philosophy. For those who have read both books, you will notice that BELIEVE! is not even a fifth of the size of RTCC, at just under 100 pages, and is a lot more open with respect to overall views and concepts. RTCC was the follow up that basically said, “OK, so that’s sort of where I am with respect to religion as a whole (BELIEVE!) now let’s take a look at this one path that I state is the best one I can see so far, and in this book, (RTCC), I went full autist, covering every aspect of Sedevacantism (i.e. the actual, current, only Catholicism left) and demonstrating it in a manner that no one has so far even attempted to refute, much less succeeded. The result is that RTCC is the foundation on which BELIVE! is really sitting on, which is probably why even if a much smaller and less detailed book, BELIEVE! has resulted in now over 100 people converting to Sedevacantist Catholicism (aka simply: Catholicism).
The reason I point all this out, is because in these last two non-fiction books, it becomes obvious that even my overall looser and more generic ideas, as expressed in BELIEVE!, for example, clearly have had a lot of genuinely positive effects on people who read them. And we know it was this that sparked the results, because BELIEVE! came first, and yet, even without all the details (presented in RTCC), it had a serious impact on people’s lives.
I see a LOT of confusion, struggles and heartache among young men today concerning intimate relationships and finding the right woman.
I literally get questions, emails, or messages on the topic to a frequency that is starting to become hard to keep up with. And as anyone that reads my blog knows, I have a rather low opinions of PUAs, and would very much hate to be mistaken for one. That said, I know for a demonstrable fact that my advice benefits these younger men, because they are getting married, having babies, and resolving issues they had for many years of their lives. I have literally had everything from friends, neighbours and even strangers, asking for advice, on an ad hoc basis, to hypnosis sessions with people that were under clinical care as supposedly paranoid schizophrenics under medication that went on to stop the medication (yes with doctor approval and full knowledge of my sessions with them) and go on to have a productive life with a functioning relationship, when prior they were 29 year old virgins. And I have been doing this for at least 15 years, with positive results.
So, perhaps, there is some utility in putting together some of the baseline concepts concerning male-female interactions and so on.
The other options (SF saga continuation) or YA SF books are, respectively, more a divertimento for myself and, a less fun, but I think helpful addition to the current dearth of adventure stories for boys mostly. I am not aware of anything like the Hardy Boys and so on coming along anytime recently, which is why Castalia House is doing well printing old classics. I would not enjoy writing such books as much as my own adult Science Fiction, but it would not be too difficult to do and they should be able to be produced fairly quickly. Although, I am not likely to be acclaimed as a children’s author anytime soon, or even long after I am dust, so the effort might not be worth it.
Anyway, I’d appreciate your thoughts on the matter, so please feel free to leave comments after you vote, thanks.
* Vox, on this post, referring to someone else, Taleb, in this case, said something that holds true for most of us. Personally I have always genuinely tried to resist the temptation, and often people have been quite “deflated” when trying to make me their “guru”, when, after being asked something I know little or nothing about or at least I don’t feel qualified to take a stand on, I simply say “I have no idea”. Some were quite insistent nevertheless and I always consciously dissuaded that, as I explained in some detail in my book Systema: The Russian Martial System.
The largest battleground for human happiness and misery is in the field of romantic relationship between a man and woman.
UPDATE: you can now read how to make the best of the current situation in my book Caveman Theory. Available ONLY at my E-Store as it is too politically incorrect for Amazon. But read the post below to get a general sense of things first. As the book in large part is written to help you navigate the current situation and achieve success in the kind of relationship you want to have.
If you just listen to the first 7 minutes of this podcast on it, the lady in it identifies really quite well the basic issues facing young people today and what I found particularly useful is that she indicates, as does the guy doing the podcast, the specific fact that it is the general zeitgeist of the world to present things as if love itself is not part of the equation any longer. They refer to recent movies, Barbie and apparently Snow White and how the main woke actress in Snow White, Rachel Ziegler, says:
“She’s not going to be saved by the Prince, she’s not going to be dreaming about true love, she’s dreaming about becoming the leader she knows she can be. The Prince in the original movie stalked her.”
Imagine, someone from the hypokrite class thinking this way about the classic story of Snow White. The word hypokrite of course, was the original term for actors in Ancient Greece. You can see why it’s relevant to study the classic, and etymology, yes? Actors in classical times were essentially thought of as basically prostitutes. And while the glorification of whores is also nothing new (The temple prostitutes used to get paid to have sex with any man that donated to the temple and were held in high esteem by mostly Babylonian/Sumerian people, while the Greek Herodotus, in his Histories referred to the practice of forced prostitition at least once as “foul”.
The foulest Babylonian custom is that which compels every woman of the land to sit in the temple of Aphrodite and have intercourse with some stranger at least once in her life.
As pretty much the entire #metoo movement proved, thinking most actors and actresses are essentially highly paid prostitutes is really about the size of it. And in fact, having met a few actresses and also a few prostitutes in my life, generally, a highly paid whore who makes no pretence of being anything other than what she is, in my experience of conversing with such people, are far more honest and interesting than those who fancy themselves as artists that should be venerated. And if you doubt, me look up the term “yachting” when used in the context of famous actresses, fashion models and so on. Having worked as close protection for some wealthy people from all around the world, I can tell you that some world-recognised names of women that literally everyone knows, have, in fact, been bought an paid for to have sex with, like any common prostitute. It just cost more. And while I have no personal experience in the matter, if I had to bet on it I would bet that the more expensive famous whores probably performed worse than the cheaper unknown ones.
But I digress. The point is that the famous people a lot of young people look up to are essentially spouting the narrative they are paid to vomit out of the orifices they use to make their money.
And that narrative, as the man and woman in the podcast state, is that love makes you weak, is some kind of outdated, or outmoded way of being, removes choice and fun from your life, causes unnecessary suffering and is no good at all. And it is a narrative being pushed, as the lady correctly identifies, primarily by people who are undesirable to the opposite sex.
I have been saying for years that I have yet to meet a beautiful woman that is reasonably normal (i.e. hasn’t suffered some genuinely dramatically traumatising event) that is in any way a feminist. Pretty women pretty much can get a LOT of what they want primarily by playing to their straights and those are the feminine qualities. And if they are really smart, they will use those to snatch a quality man who has masculine qualities.
The blue-haired manatees that scream feminism, and the incel-gargoyles that become MGTOW types, along with a few others that are internally as repulsive as the aforementioned generally are externally, are essentially deeply miserable human wreckage and as they say, misery loves company, so they try to drag everyone else down to their level of despair.
The narrative is so pervasive and so prevalent in literally every aspect of life that you don’t even realise in how many multitudes of ways it is pushed on you and at you throughout every single day. If you read my last blog post before this one, perhaps, you might begin to become more aware of how insidiously the lies about reality and ESPECIALLY about relations between men and women are inculcated in you by subterfuge, stealth, unstated assumptions (one of the biggest culprits and methods), and so on.
Reality all around you is narrated and presented in a twisted manner in order to make you think that the current narrative of feminism-über-alles and being a strongly independent woman and an asexual automaton male, are the pinnacle one should strive for. That is, when they are not pushing the idea you should sexually mutilate yourself in order to become a tragic parody of the opposite sex.
So you bet, there are a lot of unhappy young men and women, unfulfilled in any relationship they attempt to get into and so on. Even if one of them has actually seen through most of the fog, finding a partner that has too, or that at least is amenable to being shown the way through the lies is difficult. It requires patience, skill, intelligence, and genuine research that does not collapse into embittered despair.
I have mentioned these type of things over the years a lot, both on this blog and on my Youtube channel, so search through it and see the videos on the topic too, and pluck what you can from it, but in just a few key sentences, as a starting point, please try to keep this in mind:
Male and female brains are physically and structurally different. That has an effect.
Male and female hormones and the female cycle of hormones are wildly different and this affects everything.
Women are far more swayed by their emotions and hormones than men are, generally speaking, and as a result less likely to be objective overall. Their biology demands a certain level of “selfishness” that has served humanity well in the survival of the species. Just like male biology has a tendency to be more logical and objective and (at least until fairly recently) be more prone to self-sacrifice for the sake of his family, has also served the survival of the species well.
Yes technology has made our survival far more likely than it used to, but our biology remains essentially the same and the answer is not to try and modify our biology to suit the machines, but rather to alter the machines to suit our biology. This last point has literally not been understood by any one of the myriad “relationship” experts you see all over the internet and seminars and books. Which should tell you how useful a lot of their other advice is (which they generally demand money for). Well, you read it here first. For free.
Above all, a lifelong marriage for the purpose of raising multiple children in a loving, strong, family, with emphasis on overcoming hardship and sticking by your blood whenever you can, with the ethics that Catholicism has, —that is, the original real Catholicism (sedevacantism now), which includes Just War and the Death Penalty, as well as the DUTY to defend innocents, yes even with violence, yes even with pre-emptive violence— produces the genuinely happiest life you can possibly imagine.
I stumbled into it by never giving up my fight against perceived nonsense from childhood until my late 30s. the Boomer zeitgeist did a lot of damage to my generation (and your too), but I sincerely hope you throw off the mental shackles I got rid of mostly by brutish (yet correct) animal instinct (at least at first) by conscious understanding and reasoned contemplation of reality and truth.
March on brothers and sisters; and win.
UPDATE:
Lest you think I am unkind… let me be clear, that even though you may be a gargoyle, it’s up to you what TYPE of Gargoyle you make yourself into.
The Loser, Omega, Poor-me, Gargoyle-Incel:
The “Red-Pilled” All-women-are-bitches, MGTOW Incel-Gargoyle:
Or… The…
I’m a Gargoyle! And I kick all the ass! NON-Incel Gargoyle:
PS: Please ignore the demonic undertones, Gargoyles are traditionally representative of demonic beings, while the unfortunates that look like them are not necessarily evil any more than anyone else is. I hope the images illustrate the point I am trying to make in a sufficiently obvious manner. You can’t help some of the cards you are dealt. But you have absolute authority in how you play them.
Some years back I did a video on the Lies You Are Told in general History, and more recently on Kurgan TV I did a series (which I will pick up again soon, on the more specific lies of history starting with pre-history really and eventually working my way to the present day (all in due course).
And of course, if you read this blog, you are aware that for some 30 plus years, all the supposed “crazy” theories I held have, over time, been proven to be absolutely factually correct. It’s not because I am some oracle, it’s just I pay attention to things, can do basic math and logic and have had to deal with the rabid flying monkeys some people refer to as Journalists and the Mass Media in general.
By now, anyone that trusts a Mass Media Outlet can be considered to essentially be a full-blown Zombie.
You always need to interpret newspapers, TV news, and so on as being the lowest form of crack-whore and deceiver, who probably worships Satan in their spare time. And I apologise in advance to crack-whores for the comparison.
As long as you do that, you MIGHT be able to understand the truth behind their obfuscations, and can then confirm it by researching a topic on your own.
But the problem has been so pervasive and for so long, that people are essentially anaesthetised into believing “official sounding” or “authoritative sounding” or “famous person speaking” or “super rich person speaking” as being “true”.
And not only is there no correlation whatsoever between truth and those categories of people, but if there were to be a correlation, you may find it is negative.
Steven is clearly an intelligent guy and he made a lot of money. I also found out recently he comes from Botswana, which made want to say ‘Hey! Give me five, man!” Since I grew up there. He is a lot younger than I am and a millionaire, so despite the originally smaller group of people that used to live there, I don’t believe our paths or even our parent’s paths ever crossed while I was there. But it’s always nice to know that someone that comes from or spent some time in the same little-known area as you, did well for himself. It genuinely makes me happy for him, and even makes me a little “proud” as silly as that sounds given I had nothing to do with his success and that I don’t know him at all; but it’s still a fairly common human response.
His podcasts are genuinely interesting in-depth interviews with pretty extraordinary people, and definitely entertaining. Steven himself appears to be a very decent person too and although I never met the guy, it is obvious he is extremely well-read and at least a couple or three standard deviations north of normal IQ.
That all said, his guests, which cover a very wide range but are usually experts or wealthy men and women in their field, are, as I said, genuinely interesting, but even so, there is an overarching veneer of respectability that is to a certain extent rooted in falsity.
And I absolutely do not mean to imply with this that Steven is in any way trying to do anything other than get to the real truth of very interesting topics. I genuinely believe he really is interested, and he really is trying to get to the bedrock of truth of whatever he gets interested in. I realise his podcast to a certain extent is also a “performance” and like all of us he has a “mask” to some degree or other, but I have spent enough time watching a half-dozen or so of his podcasts over the last few months that I am confident in saying that if I had to judge him, with a gun to my head, I would say he is likely:
Honest
Principled
Truth Seeking
Interested in People and their well-being
Self-motivated (very much so)
Confident in practice, yet has a core deep down that may still wobble internally
Very intelligent
If I were really pushed I might also say that if absolutely forced to, I would likely bet that he is no stranger to the female of the species, and probably indulged quite a bit before (I think?) apparently settling down with one girlfriend.
I would guess he is mostly (and honestly) agnostic religiously speaking (as was I for most of my life) though I am unaware of his position at all on the matter and if he has said what it is, I have no idea.
So, all in all, my point is that I absolutely and genuinely expect that Steven tries to put out information that is truthful, practical and useful for as many people as possible. I have nowhere near his reach, wealth or effectiveness, and our styles of presentation are probably almost diametrically opposite, and he is without any shadow of a doubt far, far, far more polite and, shall we say: “professionally spoken” than I am, but at core, I recognise the intent is very similar. If we figure out something important or that might be good for other people, we genuinely want to spread it, aside from any money or commercial considerations. Which yes, we may indulge in to some extent or other, but really is not the primary motivator at all. We all have to eat and he does his podcasts for free, and if I had his money, I might even produce my books for free too.
This long intro, is not to suck up to Steven, I am fairly sure he will never have any interest in interviewing me, if he ever even came across me for my ideas. I present it because I want to be absolutely clear in how you are personally being deceived, and how people like Steven have (in my opinion) genuinely ZERO interest in trying to intentionally deceive you, and yet, the zeitgeist of the world is such that deception is baked into the very fabric of almost any information you consume.
Allow me now to use Steven and his (most excellent) podcasts to point out what I mean.
Let’s start with Scott Galloway and the podcast I saw in full of him, here:
Now, before you get all concerned, please don’t worry about me, my sex life is great, as the three children we have had in the last 4 years should prove. But I know a LOT of younger men are having a bad time of it, which is why I get emails and I try to comment on the topic when I can. And why perhaps I have some success at this, since at least 3 young couples in their early to mid 20s that came across my ideas over the last couple of years are now happily married and working towards their first babies. So I thought I’d listen to what some other supposed expert in the field had to say.
And if you listen to the podcast, Scott makes quite a lot of valid points, then at some point (about halfway or so on) he kind of goes completely off the rails by presenting and baking in his viewpoints of politics. He literally says Putin is a murderer, Trump is a criminal and essentially saying parents that decide to give hormone treatments to their children for the eventual sexual mutilation that is known as “transgenderism” are you know… normal, instead of the child-abusing freaks they are. He repeats some of these absolutely insane points along with the idea that Ukraine is winning the war against Russia. I mean, anyone that really thinks Russia is on the ropes and thinks this as of 1 month ago, is clearly either doing a lot of heavy drugs, or is completely delusional.
Once you become aware of this and you rewind and listen to his “good points” you then realise that they too are somewhat tainted. Notice how he says that masculinity needs an update basically. Because you know, things that literally worked and created civilisation for thousands of years are somehow now suddenly “bad” because of technology and our supposedly superior brains of the modern age. That modernism is great theme is one we shall return to again, both in this post as well as in general.
I have already described how the mechanisation of humanity as a direct result of protestantism and the much vaunted “protestant work ethic” which came about due to the industrial revolution is really a Satanic and dehumanising principle. Something Steven instinctually (if not intellectually yet I believe) grasps, since if I remember well, I heard mention of the fact that he has a rule of no meetings before 11 am. Meaning he has already shaped his work as he wishes more or less instead of necessarily as is demanded by “the world”.
So let me make a stark comparison of two hypothetical worlds, and you tell me, if you are a man, which world you’d prefer to live in.
Scott world: You can “transition” your child to a “different” sex by mutilating him/her and giving him/her physical irreversible operations to do so perfectly legally and the zeitgeist accepts this as normal. One parent only can force this on their children and the other parent cannot prevent it. LGBT Pride Parades are a normal part of life and naked, sexually suggestive, adults can take part in these in front of small children without any repercussion. LGBT agenda in schools is considered part of normal education, and transexuals that may be convicted pedophile in drag can always read to small children in libraries, along with possible displays of hardly covered genitals. You are not allowed to respond to ANY verbal statements with ANY physical violence, no matter what. You are not allowed to respond with deadly force even to an attacker, no matter the circumstances, without undergoing at minimum a very lengthy and expensive trial with economic, social and possibly physical (incarceration) effects even in the best of cases. Weapons are limited to ownership or use only by police/military, and thus the use of force is mandated only for specific government employees. Any physical altercation of any nature whatsoever results in automatic assault charges for at least one and possibly both parties. Martial arts are heavily regulated and practitioners are considered as “dangerous”, so if they are EVER in any physical altercation, they are considered as unfairly “armed”. Physical restraint of even a violent home intruder is considered kidnapping and not permitted.
NOTE: EVERY aspect of Scott World is currently a reality in at least some countries around the world. All the LGBT Stuff in most of the Anglo-Saxon world and the gun stuff in the Anglo-Saxon world outside of the USA for the most part.
Kurgan World: Any form of “transitioning” is outlawed, regardless of age. Psychological counselling is offered for people with sexual dysphoria. Homosexuality is not permitted to be taught in any fashion as being “normal” or natural, since it obviously is not. And “pride” parades are not permitted by law, nor is proselytising of homosexuality. Homosexuality itself is not specifically outlawed, nor punished by law, however any public displays of it would fall under an obscenity law (say a fine or so depending on the severity of the display). Any homosexuality performed on anyone under the age of at least 18 (and preferably 21) would also be considered a crime, similar to having sex with an underage person. Any doctor that performed un-needed surgery on people who wish to be amputees, would be incarcerated for intentional grievous bodily harm and mutilation of another, and obviously stripped of their medical licence. Men who chose to settle their differences by unarmed combat are not subject to any prosecution as long as both agree to the fight in front of witnesses and do so away from public areas. In the event that a physical attack on a man is launched in public, for whatever reason, he has the absolute right to defend himself with force. The force should generally be appropriate to the attack, but in any legal disputes on the matter, the erring should be on the side of the victim. So, if a 6’3″ 250 lbs bodybuilder violently attacks and sustains that attack on a 5′ 120 lbs guy, and that little guy draws a .45 colt and places three rounds in the bodybuilder’s head, eh… good shooting Tex, is about all he’d get from the cops. If the last two rounds where after the bodybuilder had already hit the floor and was lying in a pool of his own blood, yeah… maybe Tex loses his gun licence and gets some community service. Anyone braking into your home, armed or not, who gets shot dead or shot wounded and/or crippled is not going to get to sue anyone for anything. Cops do NOT get special treatment for unlawful behaviour, and any citizen can make a proper citizen’s arrest just like any cop, as long as he is following the correct procedure. Concealed weapon carrying is permitted to anyone who applies for it formally and has not been charged previously with some firearm or general violent crime offence. Drink driving results in immediate loss of licence, and have to do community service along with a doctor’s note certifying the man has attended AA like meetings for an uninterrupted 6 months, before he is allowed behind a wheel again, with a licence with a single point on it from then on. Meaning any infraction results in loss of licence and similar situation for a year before he gets it back. Third strike and he’s out of driving for good. Public indecency, obscenity, or extreme vulgarity is punishable by law, as is public blasphemy of the national religion. Persons in position of authority or public officials (government employees) who perform criminal acts are punished more severely (generally double the sentence of a normal citizen at a minimum). The death penalty exists and is swift and efficient for certain crimes (child rape or murder, murder without any mitigating factors, imprisonment with aggravating circumstances [e.g. imprisonment for the purposes of rape, torture, sexual trafficking and so on]). Generally the breaking of agreed upon contracts incurs quite stiff penalties, and the principles of Roman Law apply (Principles guide, specific cases are judged on an individual basis based on their specifics). The murder of a confirmed rapist of a child, by literally anyone, but especially anyone connected to the child by friendship or family relationship, is not considered a crime in itself, but if done in public would fall under the obscenity laws and one may face punishment for it. Unprovoked assaults of anyone, regardless of sexual orientation, sex, religion or ethnicity, is subject to stiff penalties and these are enforced.
Those are your choices. Let’s ay you can only pick one of them and there is nothing in between. I genuinely am not aware of anyone actually male that would pick Scott World. Are you?
You see, there is literally NOTHING WRONG with men resolving their differences with some sensible but brutish violence. In fact, it would really resolve a lot of the world’s problems if that was returned to. It is only the Scotts of this world that disagree with it. And once I heard his take on the whole “transgender” child mutilation thing, I became instantly aware that Scott must have probably been a member of a tribe that seems to think it’s ok to foster that kind of thing on Europeans, although they tend to reject it in their own societies. So I decided to google him. And wouldn’t you know it…
Early life and education
Galloway grew up in Los Angeles, California. His father was a Scottish immigrant to the United States who worked as a sales executive. His mother, a Jewish emigrant from London, England, worked as a secretary.
Yup, just as expected. Yet another Cohen-cidence. That now confirmed fact wasn’t even remotely in the back of my mind while I listened to the podcast with Scott, until I noticed a pattern that is now fairly obvious not just to me, but to most people that are paying attention now, and that is: whom, exactly, pushes which type of narrative.
And the guy is planning to write a book on Masculinity. Yeah. Good luck with that. You might as well read a book on mental health and not being an egomaniacal globalist written by Jordan Peterson. Oh… Wait…
But if you were to just gloss over his trangendersim nonsense, or his absolutely deluded take on Ukraine, or Trump for that matter, given that Trump, like him or hate him has had investigation after investigation pushed on him, and came out squeaky clean every time. While Biden, literally can’t complete a full sentence, is incontinent, has all the behaviour of a long-standing pedophile, has molested children on camera under the guise of… what? Sniffing them? As if THAT was acceptable? Is a known taker of monies from foreign interests he was absolutely not allowed to take money from, is a certified blackmailer, and has covered up for his drug addicted, pedophile son, in every way possible. And yes, Hunter Biden is a pedophile, the images and video from his laptop, which are now confirmed beyond any doubt as being real, even by the fully partisan FBI on his side, demonstrate this without any possibility of doubt. But Trump is the criminal. And Putin a murderer. According to Scott. Right.
Ok, then, that’s sort of an extreme example though right? Not really. Steven does not challenge Scott on any of these absurd points. To be fair he doesn’t agree with them either, but you can see the wisdom of the Romans now surely, yes?
Qui Tacet Consentit – He who remains silent consents.
And that, like it or not, is really the truth of the matter. I have no idea if Steven agrees with Scott on transgenderism, Trump and Putin. I suspect probably and mostly not. But under the veneer of wanting to be civilised, Steven remains silent. Then again, Steven is far more British than I am and I am far more African savage than he is, despite initial appearances. I would have laughed in Scott’s face and forced him to prove his ridiculous assertions with any facts he thought he had, just so as to expose him to global ridicule, not just my own.
My interview skills would be kinda more like this:
Do I mean to say that Steven is allowing lies to propagate if he doesn’t agree with my take on things? No. I am saying that the lies are so enmeshed in the current zeitgeist you need to be consciously awake to see them, because we have started to accept complete nonsense as if it had any basis in reality. Like math being racist. Men being able to get pregnant and “trans women” being real women. Or 2+2 being anything other than 4.
Let’s take now a completely different podcast, in case you are about to start accusing me of being an indefatigable noticer. Let me pre-empt you: I am. I notice. I pretty much always notice, sooner or later.
Let us look now at Bryan Johnson
Bryan is obsessed with immortality. It’s sort of a clikbaity reductionist sentence, but as far as normal humans go, it’s a fair assessment. The man has gone to absolutely incredible lengths to try and figure out how to reverse and slow down the ageing process. From a scientific standpoint it is absolutely fascinating, and he puts all the information out there for free for everyone. Even though the man is a self-made multi-millionaire, it is absolutely clear he is not primarily motivated by money.
In fact, by his own admission, he struggles to get his main point across, which —if I understood him at all correctly— is primarily that our future could and would be so far removed from what we think we know now, that we might as well be Homo Erectus a million years ago, trying to conceive of us and our technology today.
Bryan has done some incredible studies on the human body and brain and created a helmet that gives you instant brain feedback. I sure would LOVE to have one of those, and he has figured out that one of the very best things you can do for your health is eat a tablespoonful of extra virgin olive oil at every meal. I kinda knew proper olive oil was good for you to begin with, but his scientific and obsessive approach allowed him to realise it really is one of the very best things you can do for your body.
And as it happens, my own olive oil, cold-pressed, unfiltered, and without any kind of screwing around with it, literally happens to have been voted the best in the world bar none, for two years in a row.
And I could relate absolutely when he was saying that the stuff you buy in shops is not really proper extra virgin olive oil. He’s right. But he only sells the good stuff. And mine definitely qualifies. So, hey Bryan, if I can be your oil guy in Italy, please get in touch.
Does Bryan lie? Is he deluded? No, I don’t think so at all. I think Bryan is not neurotypical, but then, neither am I. He is absolutely driven and I may be wrong, but I don’t even get the sense that he is necessarily terrified of dying. He might be, I can’t say for sure, but I sense for him it might be more of an intellectual challenge. His main take seems to be: Look, no one knows a damned thing. We are monkeys scratching in the sand. So I want to figure out how it actually works. In a very undeniable way the man is a genius.
And like perhaps all geniuses, he might go down a road that really benefits mankind, or that creates unmitigated disaster, no one really knows. I don’t believe Bryan is looking to create a bad outcome for anyone, quite the opposite. I really think he is at heart, a very honest, curious, intense person of probably impeccable integrity. We neuro-a-typical freaks tend to be too interested in our own little projects we obsess over to have much room left over in our ever-spinning brains for deception. And in that sense, I recognise Bryan as a fellow freak. I don’t have his money, perhaps not even his drive, though I think I do, it’s just that mine was in different and perhaps multiple directions, and I achieved different things. He made millions, I learned to disarm people with loaded guns and probably handle myself very well in any physical confrontation throughout most of my life, and hopefully still some way into the future too.
To be perfectly honest, Bryan’s end goal of increasing longevity is only somewhat interesting to me. I like the idea of being physically more able than I have been lately, given my back injury, niggling knee injury and overall decline in health after catching Covid and then two pneumonias. He does freaky things like inject himself with things I am not certain might not impact his genetics permanently, but I would bet money he didn’t get Vaxxed either, just like me. And I would be shocked if I was wrong about that. I like the idea of being able to be fit and healthy right up to the day I drop dead, but I am not particularly against dropping dead. The biggest issue I have with death is that I started to make children late in life and I am curious! I want to know what happens with them and their children and their grandchildren. But if I am right about what happens at death, if there is any way to be, and I think there would be, some part of me will likely be quite aware of it, for quite some time anyway. Aside missing out on more time with people I love, death has never held any fear over me. And I faced it several times in situations I was sure would be the end at the time and I never flinched, so I’m fairly sure I’ll be ok on the day.
Philosophically I also think that death is probably necessary, and ultimately a good thing, in the normal affairs of a good life well-lived. Of course it feels absolutely tragic and unfair and evil when it happens in unexpected ways to people who we are sure had a lot more to offer or had such horrible ends. But my point is not that Bryan is in any way a bad guy or a liar, I am as reasonably sure as a person can be from watching a couple of hours of one podcast of a person that Bryan is probably a very honest and earnest person. It’s just that his whole fascination/obsession, while absolutely valid, as is any topic of genuine scientific endeavour that is not actively harming anyone else (Bryan experiments all his stuff on himself first and one volunteer so far I believe), and while I can be fascinated by the science and details of it, personally, the search for immortality, or even just life extension by a hundred years, is not something that keeps me particularly interested in se.
Furthermore, the people who ARE interested in it are possibly the very worst elements of humanity. Can you imagine another century under the incessant egomania of the Boomer generation? The recurring politicians passing the baton amongst each other for generation after generation, like the Italian politicians did from the close of WWII until their death from old age? It’s enough to send a shiver down your spine and pray for nuclear war or rogue asteroids.
My point here is that the ever-grasping for a longer life at all costs is a mistake. You are FAR better served by reaching for a GOOD life, well-lived. And please understand the Paradox: I believe Bryan IS living his best life well-lived. He is doing what he wants to do and doing it with great intent and passion. As I said, I am not even sure that immortality is really his core goals. I mean, sure it kind of “has to be” because of the topic, but I think the intellectual curiosity is probably the driver. It would be like me trying to create antigravity machines, yeah, yeah, ok, I care about all the sexy physics, free energy, and so on of antigravity technology and aether science, but in reality, it absolutely would not be the core driver. The core driver for me would be to get into such a spaceship and wormhole my way across the Galaxy to go and see all the alien planets and weird creatures and strange civilisations and amazing sights that the Universe has to offer. And I think in a way Bryan’s search for immortality is similar; sure, ok, it would be great to live forever for him (maybe) but really I think he would perhaps be really more stoked to have figured out what our future a million years from now looks like, I think.
And people who don’t get that would be hung up on the longevity thing, and be chasing that with all the anxiety and additional fear of death and therefore wrong focus on the present life they have, which would have long-term, and probably quite drastic and overwhelmingly negative, impacts on their day-to-day existence.
Conclusion
Yes there are the absolutely obvious lies, like, bombing children in Gaza is good and fair and helps the whole West. Or people of a foreign ethnicity, culture, language and religion, being offloaded by the hundreds of thousands and millions into countries that are not their own is somehow good for the natives of those countries. Or equality among human beings being based in physical reality instead of a spiritual intangible relating to souls.
Then there are the subtler lies, like Hitler having been the absolute, worst, worst, most evil man in the entire history of the world. When compared to say Stalin. Or Ted Bundy. Or a bunch of others. Or maybe that hey, people being gay hurts no one and we should stay out of people’s bedrooms. Sure, nice idea in theory. And now we have tranny story hour at the library for toddlers, by convicted pedophiles. Oh and don’t you DARE say there is a straight link between the two things, you dirty bigot.
And then there are the really subtle lies that you are not even aware you believe in and are ruining your life, like the idea that female and male brains are the same or operate the same or even can operate the same (bar physical oddities and mutations that are in no way the norm).
These lies affect your life negatively. And it really is important you begin to consciously pay attention and evaluate things properly. Bryan is kind of right in saying we pretty much know nothing about anything and we are little better than monkeys scratching in the dark. He’s not really wrong about that. However, we CAN know something. And it is our God-given duty (and gift) to be able and willing to try to do so.
And as a final point —that I hope you look into yourself, and that no doubt sounds insane to people like Bryan and Steven— the best approximation for how reality really works, and what is absolutely best for humanity, I advise you to look into and in due time, and after proper consideration, embrace and join, the real Catholic Church.
Which I have to stress every time is the sedevacantist one.
Sedevacantists are the only actual Catholics practicing actual Catholicism as it really was and remains to this day. The Bergoglian pedophile hive of frauds in the Vatican and all those who subscribe to the Novus Ordo heresies are absolutely not a reflection of anything other than Satanic intent to hide, obfuscate and destroy the one institution and organisation that has most elevated humankind more than any other religion or ideology, bar none.
I think you can see why there is no absolutely no fear, or chance whatsoever, that I will ever be invited to appear on Steven’s podcast. I’d probably get his entire channel banned within the first ten minutes and then catalyse an absolute avalanche of cancel culture on every business he is in any way involved with.
And I’d probably make it worse by playing the African card for fun; saying they just want to ban me because I am too light a shade of African, and Steven’s partly white privilege is being used as the excuse to silence my noticing.
Hi Steven. It’s ok, if you ever read this, and want to get in touch, I promise I won’t tell. Nor would you be the first famous person whose association with me I never mention. I am motivated by curiosity and truth you see, not fame or status (other than one very specific type of internally, self-evaluated status, unique to me, that is of pretty much no consequence to anyone else).
To the rest of you, I hope that this post if of some use to at least a few of you and hopefully a lot of you, to help you see the lies, the unintentional ones especially, baked into our very lives, as well, of course, as the more readily perceivable ones.
So my last post sort of gave a tiny insight into how the world really works and if you grasped that fully, you might have become suicidally depressed. Well, don’t blow your brains out just yet. Look at things this way:
Everyone likes an underdog film, right? You, the lonely, misshapen, loser at life, with no money, hope or charisma, finding the Shangri-La of happiness!
So, don’t be a wuss. If you DO happen to be a downtrodden unfortunate, think of it this way, you got the intro/first half of the film down pat. Now it’s time to do that heroic montage or perhaps slow middle part grind of the film, where you build yourself up into a quasi-functioning member of society (but still harbour a lot of your insecurities). And in this film, if you do it via reading my books and my blog, you can think of it as a single scene where you pick up some corny book title from some even cornier guru, read it and it ridiculously changes your life, or, is your film is a grittier and grainier one, where you read and take in some of the stuff I say and really apply it and regardless of whether we meet in person or not, you find a way to apply these lessons in a way that measurably improves your life. We might never meet, you might never even drop me an email or anything. I may never know you existed, or we might become very good friends, but the important part is that YOU get better. that you become more successful at life and find a good partner to marry and make and raise happy and numerous children.
And if you just twitched, thinking that getting married is a fool’s game and having lots of children is a recipe for disaster, well, my chicken-hearted and soft-brained youngster, take heart. I used to think the same stupid shit in my 20s and even my thirties. These are not your thoughts. These are the thoughts that have been beamed into your head from birth by an evil entity that controls a lot of things on this planet. It doesn’t matter if you believe in the evil entity and his minions or not. They believe in you. And in fact, your not believing in them makes their job easier.
The problems of life
Are simple. Pretty much everyone, wants:
To be loved and have someone they love near them.
To have enough (money) to do what they want.
That’s basically Love and Freedom. Not hard to understand.
But the barriers to entry on both of those are massive. And most of them begin in your head, where they have been placed by pretty much decades (if not centuries) of lies.
First Barrier to Entry – Your Beliefs
It really does not matter what reality is like. If you believe you can’t then you certainly can’t. And life can be hard, so even if you believe you can, often you will still fail. That said, if you obsessively work at and believe you can, you generally achieve most things to at least a certain degree.
So let’s do Love first. What might be some wrong/erroneous/unhelpful beliefs you may have:
Women are all whores/men are all idiots
Women will divorce rape you/men only want quickie sex
No one believes in traditional family life anymore
I can’t afford to be in a relationship (money)
I can’t afford to have children (money)
I don’t have a support group to have children (money/people)
I don’t trust men/women
People lie too much to trust them
People are too stupid
They don’t have my interests
No one is loyal anymore
The internet gives us too much choice
Hookup culture has destroyed relationships
10% of the top men get 90% of the top women
I’m too ugly/stupid/poor/short
You bought into a PUA Redpill (really a blackpill)
You bought into feminist theory of anything
You bought into communist theory of anything
You bought into equality theory of anything
You bought into any Hollywood idea of “relationships”
There is no one out there for me
Everyone is now Vaxxed and I am a pureblood
I don’t own X and I need X before I can settle down
I don’t earn X and I need to earn X before I do Y
That’s just a list off the top of my head I literally did as fast as I can type. I am sure the people reading could add pages to it, but it covers the large issues for the most part and is fairly comprehensive and applicable to all. Right, so what can we notice right away?
Money
Having money solves a LOT of these issues (all in red above). And guess what the other part is, the freedom part, that’s pretty much (not entirely but largely) a function of money too. If you can read this, you are in a position where you can earn some money, regardless of who and where you are. It will be harder for some of you and less so for others, but honestly, if you can read this, you can make money.
Right, so it looks like if we can scratch money off the list, of things we need to have, we would solve pretty much all the Freedom part (to some degree anyway) and several of the Love part of the problem, so, making it, having it, is important.
And here enters another thing. If you obsess about making money and making money itself becomes the goal, you can and probably will, lose sight of the other goals. That’s just how human beings are wired. You get more of what you focus on, to the exclusion of everything else. So if MAKING the money is the important thing, and you do it long enough, and well enough, and you become better at it, and you can do it more, and get more, pretty soon, you are addicted to making money and you necessarily may lose out on other things. That said, having a certain level of money is important. It is not ESSENTIAL, in the true sense, and it might not be true in an existential sense either, but from a practical perspective, it allows you to achieve certain things. the trick is to know you are using money and not money using you.
There are many paths to money. Personally mine have always been extremely haphazard, because the making of money never really interested me much. My curiosity was in exploring places, people, ideas, and figuring those things out. Money was just a necessary tool, but not one I ever had any particular affinity for. As a result I have had period in my life where the totality of food I had to eat was a bag flour, some salt (luxury item) and the tap water in my studio apartment. And I was in my mid-twenties, so not exactly just out of school. I also had periods where I’d fly to see a woman I was involved in, pretty much every weekend from UK to Italy, and this set up happened more than once in my life. I often paid for friends on holidays or dinners and never kept any kind of count, but I am sure it is a staggering amount if it were all added up. I also have had periods where friends or family borrowed or gave me money. So I might not be the best person to advise you on how to MAKE a lot of money, but I can tell you without hesitation that there are many, many, many, ways to make money. Not all are available to you at all times of course, and the older you get and more responsibilities you have, the harder it might be to hop and change from one way to another. I never built a so-called career, not cared to keep rolodexes of colleagues and contacts to network and socially climb any corporate ladder. I literally got by on my intelligence and ability to pick anything up really very quickly. it’s fine for a young man to live that way for a while, but it’s not ideal or even good for older or for family men to do so.
What I can tell you with some authority is that, concerning money:
Where there is a will there is a way, you can make some
Consistency and persistence pay off
In the long run, honesty pays off too (arguable by some, see below)
It is easier to make more money if you compromise your integrity and principles, but personally, I think that’s a complete fool’s trade. And I really don’t care if it’s for billions. I have turned down a LOT of money on repeated occasions because I like to have a clean-shaven face and that requires me looking in a mirror. I can’t really quantify the value of that to you, but I assure you that for me, it is pivotal. You might be different from me. Most people are. As always, as the oracles at Delphi used to say: Man, Know Thyself.
That’s about all the advice I feel comfortable giving you about money, plus one more point:
Money is pretty much all inherently fake. People in Eastern Europe and South America and other places too, throughout history, woke up one day and their Fiat money was suddenly worthless. So… keep that at the back of your mind too. To a degree it’s true of material possessions too, the government can appropriate your land or property but generally things have to get fairly more drastic (See Red Indians, Zimbabwean Farmers, Soviet Union, etc. etc ad infinitum).
Ideologies
The items in bold on the above Love list are all ideas. Very bad ideas. Of course, one could say that any belief is an ideology, but there are subtle but important differences between reality being observed, understood (to whatever extent we can do so) and then catalogued into a convenient but not completely inflexible shorthand. For example, the speed of light is thought to be absolutely fixed. In reality, experimentation tends to suggest it may vary perceptibly depending on various factors, some of which are unknown, but for most models, pretending the speed of light is fixed, works well enough. This is vastly different from it is so. Good enough is not It is so. Ideology is: It is so (wrong). Reality Perception is Good Enough.
Some examples of ideology are the whole idiotic “gender-fluidity” nonsense. The observed natural order of things is that dimorphic species have males and females, and they mate to produce offspring. Anything else is a deviation from nature and what actually works and perpetrates the species. Now, you may have a fetish for inserting unripe bananas where they do not belong, or golf balls by the bucket for that matter, and you say “But if I harm no one…” And therein lies the trick. For you to TRULY harm no one, your unripe banana and golf-ball insertion deviancy should be very much closeted and discussed with precisely no one. The minute you try to pretend your deviant, aberrant, unnatural behaviour is “normal” you begin to damage banana production economics, upsetting golfers, and incentivising proctologists to pretend certain plastic surgery reconstructions are “routine”.
Other examples of ideology are as listed:
Feminism – It’s made no one happy and destroyed untold millions if not billions of lives, fostering a complete fake narrative of what women “should” want or “need” instead of what they are biologically designed to be like. And of course, the same applies to the damage done to men and especially young boys. Literally every statistic on human happiness and suicide bears this out.
Equality – It’s completely false. Not even twins are equal, and certainly not men and women, or different ethnicities, religions, cultures and so on. Of course, if you are a Venetian, you are smarter, better looking and already know this, since we know very well the rest of the world is composed of other humans. And humans are just the worst. But at least we are better than all of you. I am sure you think otherwise, but you’re just wrong about that. See? I just proved the point. Stop and review your thoughts. Seriously. Review.
Communism – Another Jewish lie (Karl Marx was a Jew, and yes, I put this at his and their collective feet, like usury. Why? Because facts. What? what? Antise-what? Yeah, shut up. Go look up who came up with feminism mostly. And immigration on a huge scale “for thee but not me”. I got more. Just ask.) Communism is basically the idea that everyone is the same and everyone should get the same. Except the guys in charge. Oh and also, we need to kill millions of people to make it work. Every single time. Because all the other times wasn’t really done right. But this time, with this pile of skulls, we will perfect it. Seriously, read a fucking book. Communism is a gigantic lie and always has been.
PUAs – blogged about these cretins at length for years. Use the Search me link on the right.
There is no one out there for me – Pretty much ALL of the above ideologies are not rooted in reality but rather your Achille’s heel of deep down believing you’re unlovable. And so the whole world needs to stop spinning on its axis, become a flat disc, to suit the flat-earther morons, and life must all bend to your specific will, with all your flaws, so you can feel validated. Except you won’t, because shrivelled, crippled, addicted to all drugs and booze as your miserable soul is, it still KNOWS that you are as you are, and no amount of fake outside validation will fill the gaping maw of despair that is in your heart. Only truth and reality and facing it will do that.
It was always thus
See the green items? Yeah…. pretty much the same throughout world history. To whatever degree these items are “true” they have always been so. The proportions may vary a little, but believe me, only a little. Most humans are really fucking terrible. Didn’t I already tell you that? What are you, some Algerian or something? Obviously not Venetian eh?!? Jeez. Pay attention will you?
OK what’s left?
So the items in normal text have some truth right? Ok, for the most part, all this means is that your task of finding a suitable mate are made even easier. Because they are so much easier to identify.
A woman that believe in most of the ideologies listed in bold, and acts out most of the things written in green and also flags the normal text items, is probably a waste of time. On the other hand, there exist, men and women who:
Believe in traditional family life
Agree having a support group to raise a family is great, but not absolutely essential
Agree that the internet and hookup culture have given everyone unrealistic expectations, which are based on completely false concepts. A few of them might even understand that most humans are a bunch of ugly idiots, and you too and them too. And that the best they can do is find an idiot just as ugly and stupid as they are and build a life on it.
Both the Vaxxed and non-vaxxed tend to admit it freely. Males it easier to select your group: Mutants or Pure Strain Humans. Then roll our Gamma World stats.
The selection process has become more discerning. That’s all. If you are reading this you now have the top of the top 0.1% information to make a good go of scoring the perfect partner. You realise he or she will not be a millionaire, supermodel, nymphomaniac, who enjoys sharing you with his/her disease-free stripper friends.
So you select someone of similar 1-10 scale looks to you that shares at least some of the more important values you believe in and if those values are not based in reality, you know your relationship will most likely catch fire, go into a tailspin and leave a messy crater below.
Work on yourself to shave off the mono part of your mono-brow. Learn to talk to EVERYONE. Learn to approach ANYONE, without being a creepy, stalkerish type. Go out in the real world and join activities that you enjoy where likely partners might be found.
And keep at it.
One thing I am certain of, is that if you do these things, and also work on removing whatever negative beliefs and traits you have (NOT WITH SURGERY, YOU MORON! NOT UNLESS YOU’RE THE ELEPHANT MAN!) there absolutely IS a person out there that can love you and truly actually love you. Yes, even if you are a crippled hunchback. And yes I do know actual crippled hunchbacks (more than one, yes) who made something of their lives and are happily married. Are their partners supermodels? No. But you know what, after a while that really doesn’t matter. I obviously hope nothing of the sort ever happens and my wife would be devastated if it did, but if she had some horrible accident and was disfigured, my attraction to her would not really make a twitch on the needle. There was a time I was absolutely attracted to her looks, I still am, and she still has them, but the shift has moved for me already, and it is not a function of age so much, but of intimacy. I have always noted that if I was serious about a woman, although her looks originally attracted me, afterwards, they made little difference. It is also true that the important ones in my life have been very few compared to the “just for fun” ones.
The ability to connect deeply on the things that really matter in life, far supersedes the temporary allure of the merely physical (albeit they can last a few decades with good care). The more time I spend with her, the closer I feel and if the feeling is mutual and she too feels closer then, our level of true understanding and intimacy grows exponentially too, and honestly, nothing “looks” better than that sensation.
So keep these things in mind.
As I can, I will next post about how the entire world lies to you and how to spot it.
I watch and listen, on and off, when I have some spare time, to the videos of Pietro Bisanti, they are in Italian so this will not apply to too many people in terms of those bilingual enough to see them for themselves. But Mr. Bisanti does speak and I am sure reads English quite well, so I will be sending him a link.
A quick summary before I criticise the man, and I think he is intelligent enough to realise that unlike some idiots he recently lambasted (rightly) for being Internet drama queens/grifters and various species of retards, I do so, not with the intent to reduce him in any way, but, since he is a let’s say semi-public persona, being on the internet of his own volition, and dispenses general advice and his opinions of life, the universe and everything, I think it’s fair for me to comment on them when I think he is doing a MASSIVE error and thereby also leading others astray. Fair enough that most who listen to him don’t listen to me and we do so in different languages, but you never know, and in any case, the issue is a global one that I recently addressed with respect to Karl Denninger on this very blog, so, although Bisanti is GenX and not a boomer, he is not going to be immune to a similar beam of light on him, highlighting a more typically Millennial disease, which, however, also afflicts a few GenXers.
Bisanti was an ex-Carabinieri (Italian Military Police) who became Maresciallo (usually the head guy at a station as far as I know) and worked as a Carabiniere for over 20 years. Today he works as a legal consultant and “igenista” which is, at my rough understanding, a guy who preoccupies himself with how different foods and activities and so on affects your health, including mental health, and who looks at health in general. He admits he made several errors over his journey in this field, being a vegan and a fruitarian at different times, which he states were both mistakes. He also suffered the usual “vaccines” for military service, but as far as I know refused all the covid nonsense.
I can’t really comment on his food-related stuff, as I am generally ignorant of it and I also tend to be supremely uninterested in that stuff since I can’t figure out the truth of various statements without doing my own research and I think it would take years of study and testing to know with any precision. Plus, I think each person is a little different, so, in my 54 years on this Earth I figured out what works for me mostly, and I try to stay within certain parameters and as I age I try to be a bit more careful. My personal favourite would be to eat mostly fish and other generally white meat that is healthy and natural with the occasional steak and some salads and some fruit and so on, otherwise I avoid grains and generally that’s about it, but I am not against the odd drink, or even, once in a blue moon, a cigar.
So my commentary has nothing to do with his primary chosen career, in which he gives seminars around Italy.
No, my commentary today comes only as a result of noting over the last year or two, that when Mr. Bisanti talks about women, relationships, marriage and children, his view can essentially be summarised as mostly negative.
Now, unlike a lot of the incels, would-be pagans, and MGTOW chronic masturbators, I don’t think Bisanti has or would have any real issues to get with women for a sexual relationship. He’s confident and fairly level-headed, has a generally healthy approach to reality as far as I can tell (except in this area I am going to gently rake him over the coals for) and I am sure there would be no shortage of female companionship if he actively searched for it. And yet…
Let me first point out, in no specific order, some of the comments he made that are so wrong that it caused me to think to write this post, in the (vain I am sure) hope he maybe takes a step back and reconsiders a few things and thereby also, I sincerely hope, improve his life, as well as perhaps give better general advice on the topic to his many followers. After each point, I will also critique as relevant. This should give a fairly comprehensive perspective of the man and his views, after which I can present my conclusions.
He commented on a documentary he says he saw based on some African tribe in Tanzania if memory serves me, where he said the general attitude was that the various adults would all have sex with whomever they fancied that was up for it, and there was no jealousy, possession, and so on, and —in essence— he thought this was a good thing (as well as believed it apparently). In short, a bit of the same concept of “free love” of the 60’s boomers.
Now… having lived in Africa for some 25 years, I can say that on hearing this comment of his I actually burst out laughing. Because I would bet you any amount of money that this fantasy place and tribe, is a pure myth invented by the producers of the ridiculous documentary. That is not to say that there aren’t rides or people in Africa that copulate with each other more or less with the same kind of abandon than a troop of bonobos. In fact, generally, in Africa this is not uncommon. But if you think that all the consequent jealousies, bitterness, and yes, assaults, violence and murder don’t go hand in hand with such practices, well, then, like our Mr. Bisanti, I can summarise your view as: “Tell me you have never been to Africa and don’t know a damned thing about it or its people, without telling me…” And yes I know Africa is vast and has many people and many tribes of Africans on it. And my statement remains unchanged. But to give you a perspective, think of the average hippie commune, be it in Europe or America, where it was Caucasians that tried this sort of “free love” experiment and then look at the results. It’s much the same. With quite a lot less murder, generally speaking, but really in no way a recipe for happiness.
On the video I saw today he said that if you live with a woman she:
Dictates the rules
Uses up all your time
Doesn’t let you pursue your interests
In general that basically a relationship or a marriage is a miserable way of living
Now, we all have our trauma, I am sure, and I am the first to admit that as a general rule the average Italian woman, compared to other nationalities I am familiar with, are more of a clingy, whiny, pain in the ass, but as always, that is a generalisation. And there are Italian women too that are far from it, as always, you gotta know what you want and what you’re getting into. But in all the relationships I had no woman ever “used up all my time” and sure as death and taxes, no woman I lived with “made all the rules”. Mostly because the very idea is absurd as far as I am concerned. The only “rules” any adult normal person should need are the basic ones of civilised behaviour towards each other and then whatever quirks you may have you need to adjust for each other. As for any woman not letting me pursue my interests, again, I am wondering what kind of women the man got with, or maybe I am wrong and he is a kind of incel. I just can’t fathom it.
I pursued things I wanted to do without that even ever being an issue. I trained in martial arts most of my life and pursued plenty of other things, I wrote books, scuba dived, learn and practiced hypnosis, travelled a whole bunch, enjoyed target shooting, hunting, and probably a dozen other things I was interested in and did for some time that I am just not even remembering right now. And while relationships that go wrong can be the source of the worst pain you may ever feel (yes, I am a survivor, please donate generously) they also represent the source of the best joy one can ever feel too. The fact that Bisanti seems to think the negatives outweigh the positives, does give me several clues about him and/or his life.
Children are NOT the source of joy. In fact he categorically stated that in the main, children are not a source of happiness.
Here I need to take a little pause to try to understand if the man even has the same definition I have for happiness, or if he has the same one that 19 year old bubble-heads on tik-tok have for it. So let me explain my definition. Happiness was one of those words that I asked myself if I knew what it was and remained mute to myself. Quite a bit like love. For a long time, I would think: “Am I happy?” And not really know how to answer that. Similarly, I’d meet or be with a girl, that I found interesting, or attractive, or sexy, and I’d ask myself “Is this love?” And again remain mute to the reply. I didn’t know.
Perhaps my own level of self-awareness is well beyond that of normal people, it’s possible, but I recall the very first time I realised what happiness was. I was 26 and driving a beat up old VW Golf and wherever I was headed I was contemplating this sensation that I had achieved a couple of times when doing karate kata repeatedly and non-stop, to the point that I could barely lift my arms and legs anymore, then, breaking through the exhaustion barrier, I got a sensation like a kind of light inside my head and then I could carry on a lot longer and nothing felt heavy anymore. It was like being a little in a dream but fully focussed and calm and the movements just came naturally. I knew about breaking through that wall of resistance from swimming years earlier, but the experience when doing kata was markedly different. In swimming I would just become like a kind of human robot, just moving, moving, moving, tumble, twist, turn, push off, moving, moving and so on, length after length of the pool. But this brightness, this kind of light in the middle of my head, felt different and it was while driving in my beat up blue and white VW that I realised “Oh! that’s what happiness is!” Finally I knew this word. And that is what I think objective happiness is like. It is a kind of unexpected consequence of something you do, you need to do, you want to do, you should do, you must do, duty means you do it, desire means you do it, all of the above. And eventually, if you do it well enough and deep enough, and hard enough, you get this pervasive sensation of happiness.
Yes, yes, I realise how sexual the above description sounds, and many women in my past no doubt recognise the issue. You’re all welcome.
But seriously, the point is that happiness is not about you getting everything you want on a silver platter with no effort. That’s not happiness. Nor is it the whine of the tik-tokker that wants the white knight with a Ferrari and the millions who is sensitive but also takes charge and who loves hearing her talk about the mindless minutia of her day.
Conclusions
In short, Mr. Bisanti probably has a somewhat limited perspective on the women of the world, being mostly familiar with Italian ones. Perhaps his specific brand of personality attracts especially clingy and/or “we must be serious about the relationship by doing x y and z” types (something I suspect, as he tends to be a pretty intense and decisive guy, so maybe a woman naturally thinks she should be too, so as to keep up with him, when usually, the opposite is more true).
Perhaps he’s just had a run of bad luck in his relationships. And undoubtedly, he also has bought into the boomer rhetoric of “free love”, which I understand, I had a somewhat similar approach to sex and women for some years after I decided that obviously I wasn’t cut out for long term relationships since the two major ones I had had had failed and the next two did too in a much shorter time period. After that, as soon as a woman irritated me I nexted her, and I did that for a long while. But then I realised that way of living was really ultimately quite unsatisfying. Perhaps Bisanti hasn’t quite reached that point yet, even though he is 48. On the other hand, all the Boomer nonsense people of his and my generation were marinated in, does tend to retard the process of realising certain things, especially about relationships.
He mentions however that he is the third of 11 children. Which mystifies me even more with his view of children. And says that at his mother’s house he never feels harassed, people talk if they want to, don’t if they don’t want to and everyone is chilled. Well, why should it be any different in your own house with a woman you choose to be with?
Maybe he just hasn’t found the right one? But I doubt it. I think that despite Mr. Bisanti being moderately intelligent and decently in touch with reality as it is, including on many aspects that it is quite hard for many people to realise, never mind speak openly about, be it the covid lies, immigration, crime and justice and so on, the man has been embittered.
I think he has let whatever negative crap he saw or sees daily affect him in a terribly sad way. And this is almost certainly the result of Mr. Bisanti being a reasonable man.
Luckily I was never afflicted by this pernicious issue of being a reasonable man. As I think Mark Twain said (I may be wrong), reasonable men see the world as it is and adapt to it. Unreasonable men see the world as it is and unreasonably expect it to adapt to them. So all human progress, is the result of unreasonable men. Which, in essence, is basically true. Sadly, most unreasonable men are also usually neuroatypical, and we polite, mild-mannered, Aspergers types are heavily outnumbered by the psychotic narcissists. But there it is.
And sure, life can always throw you absolutely unexpected and vile curve-balls; but buddy, Pietro, if you expect anything of worth to just stumble into your lap and “make you happy” you seriously have it wrong.
And if you expect your children to be a constant source of joyous entertainment, again, you are probably prancing in meadows looking for fucking unicorns too, but that’s not the point. Because even when at 3 am, covered in baby projectile vomit, all in your bed, and a leaky diarrhoea-filled nappy is dribbling all over you as you try to get the little bundle of screaming snot to a dry spot to clean him off, when you look into the face of that little dude with snot-running down his face, hiccuping and tear-filled, you can only feel love and the sensation that you wish you had all his troubles so he’d feel better. And buddy, no amount of tik-tok “happiness” or dozens of nymphomaniac sluts with model looks trying to drain you dry even begins to compare.
And that’s the bad days. The good days are truly awesome. You’re basically watching a sacred soul grow and learn and evolve in this world and you somehow had a part in making that happen and you will continue to do so until you drop dead yourself. And if I have any say in it, you’ll still look over them even after your body here has rotted away to dust.
You’re thinking too small Pietro.
You’re missing out on what really matters.
You’ve been afflicted by the Italian sadness. A thing I noted even as a teenager when I came here on holiday. Oppressed and squished economically and mentally and in so many other ways, the mind, the intellect, the imagination, the soul, of the average Italian was so limited. So incapable of imagining bigger and better things and then doing insane stuff to make them happen. Mind you it is not limited to Italy, I recall at age 16 when I was new in the UK and at school I asked one of the guys there what his life dreams were, the reply I got was:
Oh I’d like to just get married, and have like… two cars, a couple of kids, a nice house…
I looked at him incredulously and said:
“Man, that’s what happens if you just sit on your ass and do nothing. Don’t you want to sail the world in a 70 foot trimaran with an all female crew? Drive a Ferrari, something?!”
I’ve never forgotten his reply, and to this day it sends shiver of mediocrity down my spine: “Oh,” he said, “that only happens in the movies.”
I replied:”For you, with that attitude, that’s definitely the case.”
Now, as it happens I have not sailed the world in a 70 foot trimaran with an all female crew. Mostly because to get that trimaran is a lot of really hard work, and so is sailing really, and it really was much easier to experience the all-female crew on dry land one at a time (well, not at the same time anyway), and travel the world by aeroplane. And I did a bunch of other stuff and saw and experienced things that even most super-rich people who never have to work haven’t seen or experienced, and certainly not the way I did.
Sure, my life has had extremely deep pits of pain and heartache, but so what? I have experienced peaks of ecstasy, human intimacy, and love that few men get to experience in their life. I don’t really regret any of it. A life well-lived is indeed, and adventure. And you know what they say about adventures: They make great stories after you’ve survived them.
If you survive them.
So, my sincere wish for Mr. Bisanti, and all those like him, is to shake your fossilised little heart and brains up. Consider why you have such a dismal view of relationships. I am certain I have been through far worse heartache as a result of women than Mr. Bisanti ever has, or is likely to, and yet I never felt as negative and downcast about the concept of living with one woman for the rest of my days, and making children with her, as poor Pietro is.
In the last video I saw, here, about 7 minutes in, he states that those people who would criticise him and try to present their marriage as blissful paradise are liars, who might even lie to others or themselves, but can’t fool him.
Well, man, you’re just plain wrong. No marriage is all bliss and tik-tok “happiness”. None. Also, you can’t find any Unicorns or Pegasi. I know, the Pegasi thing especially is a cruel lie, but then I think it comes from Islam, so what do you expect. But I guarantee you man, some marriages absolutely can be like karate kata happiness. If you work hard enough and pour sweat and tears and blood out of you enough and you picked the right one, nothing compares. Really. Nothing does.
Came across this and I wanted to point out a rather profound point it shows about human neurology and identity.
It sounds silly and funny at first, but precisely because it is so obviously absurd, it best highlights exactly how the human brain functions for most humans. As well as why it is so very difficult for people to let go of completely wrong ideas about themselves above all, but also of life in general, beliefs they associate with their own persona and so on.
The seemingly absurd idea that trying some cheese causes such emotional and psychological angst to this guy makes it clear that he’s obviously mistaken about the importance of cheese in general and almost certainly of cheese specifically as it refers to him. Eat the cheese, don’t eat the cheese, he’ll be fine. Barring some exotic allergy that will kill him the minute he tries cheese that is. HA! See? Made you doubt it too now.
Ha, ha, silly guy, right? Cheese. So funny.
Now do Protestantism. It’s at least as retarded, but look at all you Protties reading this now suddenly getting a thin line where your mouth used to be and furrowed brows of disapproval.
The reason this guy is so hung up on cheese is most likely because all the old traditional things people used to fight and die over have been corrupted to a degree whereby, the average boomer now considers the most trivial and idiotic things as being fundamental aspects of his personality. Like not eating cheese. The alternative is considering almost NOTHING as being fundamental to your personality, which is why there is a heavy uptick in teenagers pretending to be the opposite sex, or taking part in orgies, or believing the Earth is flat, and the Moon is made of cheese.
Not only are the traditions corrupted and in many cases destroyed, but the very tools of basic logic and basic reasoning have been intentionally kept from these people. They literally do NOT have the mental ability to reason their way into a reasonable position. They are, in effect, magical thinkers. Cargo cultists to Nth degree.
Leaving aside for a moment the religious or other ideologies, and focussing purely on the neurological element, the reality is that all humans have an idea, a representation of themselves in their own head. Depending on what that idea is composed of, how those beliefs came about and how attached one is to them, changing can be nigh on impossible.
I was lucky that at an early age I put it into my head that anything any one human being on Earth could do, was possible, so if I applied myself, it was likely I too could do it eventually. I also had persistence and never giving up drilled into me and reinforced by myself and my own choices throughout my life, and still do. Even so, certain patterns and behaviours that I felt were a fundamental part of who I was were very difficult for me to break out too. Part of why I learnt to do deep hypnosis was precisely so I could delve into my own psyche at the deepest level I could. And before I hypnotised anyone else, I put myself into trances that lasted up to a couple or more hours regularly. In this manner I did at first shift, then crack, then removed beliefs about who I was that were not ideal for me. I wrote briefly about this in Reclaiming the Catholic Church, but the point is that we are NOT our beliefs about who we are. We have an infinitely larger potential and amplitude of behaviour and personality colouring.
Martial arts can change this but it usually takes years. So does any endeavour indulged in almost fanatically for a couple of decades, but aside from controlled LSD trips under clinical settings, the fastest way I know to do this is with Hypnosis. After you have changed a few really core (but erroneous) beliefs about your of identity, and if you have the requisite faculties to do so, you can learn to change other patterns. I have done it several times throughout my life, and the longest and hardest pattern to break was the one I described in RTCC as erroneous loyalty.
The problem, of course, is not loyalty, which is a virtue, but loyalty to the erroneous concept, idea or person. If you have “being loyal” as one of your core beliefs about yourself, it becomes very difficult to see the errors, evil, or even outright lies and negative values that you don’t share, with your guru, your religion, your family, friends or whatever. It took a long time for me to realise that being objective and letting go of people or thoughts that were ultimately negative was the correct action to take, and was NOT a negative reflection of me or of my being “disloyal”. Since then I have had ample occasion to not only confirm that changing that aspect of myself was the intelligent, correct and good thing to do, but also to confirm that I am indeed, loyal unto death when it is for the right reason. In short, it was a drastic improvement not just for me, but in general, in terms of how I related to the world.
If you take any of the important things, like your belief in your religion, your beliefs about loyalty, love, kindness, and what part or aspect of these you consider to be core parts of who you are, it will feel absolutely horrifically difficult and wrong to change any of them. And yet, many of these patterns are probably not serving you best.
No one sane born in a neutral, objective, honest household would become a Muslim or a Jew, since both religion permit sex with underage children and don’t consider sex with toddlers to be a crime.
Similarly, no one capable of doing basic logic can possibly assume that Protestantism is any kind of thing other than a total perversion of Christianity. And with a little more digging, no one sane could possibly mistake the Novus Ordo Impostors for actual Catholic Clergy.
No more than anyone would mistake 6’2″ me for an African pigmy.
But you have no skin in the personality of seeing me as my 6’2″ self, so you see me as what I am, not as a 4′ pigmy.
You might dislike me, you might be insulted by the undeniable facts about your fake “Christianity” I point out to you, and you will in at least some cases, choose to die rather than admit your error. Not because you are especially brave, but because changing such a core aspect of who you think you are, feels to you, like a fate, even worse than death. Death of the ego feels, to the human brain, very much like impending and undignified death at that. So, truly worse than just mere death. And as a result your brain will fight back with everything it has. Which is quite a lot since the Sub and Unconscious together form at least 90% of your brain by my reckoning.
The thing is, if you consider the level of lies you have noted in the last 4 years, then begin to realise that your ENTIRE LIFE you have been exposed to lies just as pervasive, just as big, just as pernicious, as the ones you have noted more recently, what do you think the odds are that all your core beliefs about yourself that you hold dear are true, and objective, and good and correct? Yup. Pretty much zero.
Problem is, if you can’t do at least rudimentary logic, you’re never going to learn how to get out of the erroneous thoughts you think are you.
Usually people who DO change change only as a result of long and determined effort over a long time, or if and when a big Significant Emotional Event (SEE) happens to them. The Alcoholic kills a kid in his car and never touches alcohol again. The drug addict sees himself in the mirror and something triggers deep in his limbic brain and he stops being an addict. The tough cop that just “get the job done” quits his job, takes time out, realises how all the crap he has seen has hurt him, and takes up landscaping as his next job because it helps him feel good.
A few people do it consciously by themselves by learning hypnosis and also just working obsessively on themselves, but these are a TINY minority.
And remember, you are NOT your personality. You are NOT what or who you think about yourself. Those things, in a great many cases, are almost just like persistent clothing in a video game. You can change the colour and shape of your clothes, just like you can change the type of personality you want to have.
Many people do not understand why from time to time, when I feel like it and have time, I take to task some mouth-breathing retard about everything from Protestantism, a known, illogical and obvious degradation of Christianity into secular nonsense, which happens to be followed by millions, including some nominally intelligent people, to the covid “vaccines” which I explained from the start are genetically altering serums that will cause extreme harm to your body, which is a medical reality that has been known for 30 years since the experimentation with mRNA genetic messing started, with testing on animals.
Plus any number of other topics that I feel are relevant to humanity at large.
People think I am just ornery and opinionated, which is not entirely wrong, the average stupidity of humans is indeed irritating to me and I can only suffer them in small doses normally, and I do have strong ideas (but few opinions, which I hardly voice) because they are based usually on decades of empirical testing in the real world.
But I do not fight the idiots because I enjoy it. No, I fight the stupid because it is a sacred duty. If you care about humanity at all (which I find I do, against my own general inclinations) you MUST try to correct their incessant stupidity, passed down from generation to generation, creating an avalanche of imbeciles, which, thanks to those of us that understand engineering, continue being safer and safer and not getting rightfully Darwined out of the gene pool by their own idiocy.
The village idiots, like rabbits run wild with endless food, and ergonomically ultra-safe step-ladders, are creating our own Universe 25. And their damaging idiocy is now so pervasive that they are starting to really affect the entire globe.
We don’t have a climate crisis, we have a fucking abominable retard catastrophe.
Idiots who think the word “gender”, which is used in linguistics, can be re-adapted to be a synonym for sex. And then they try to tell you that human sex is “fluid” or “non-binary”. No. No it is not. You are born male or female, or, if you are unlucky and the result of a natural mishap of chromosomes and body parts, you might be born a hermaphrodite. And some people are born with six fingers or a brain deformation that makes them handicapped in some way. Such is life. Sometimes some guy draws a shitty hand.
But that does not make men women, or vice-versa. Nor does your particular sexual fetish, unnatural propensity, or deviation make it “ok” to tell people it is normal, or even acceptable in many cases. And if one of those mental deviations is one that makes you want to rape children, then, it is simply salutary and best if you are removed from the gene pool forthwith. And we should absolutely pass laws to make this all legal and normal, as it is, and as it should be.
Now, when it comes to pedophiles —the freaks who want to rape children— most people, including most normies (but not all, believe me) especially if they are essentially normal and have children, are not too far-removed from sanity, and those that do have some knowledge of the damage that pedophiles cause are generally quite happy for pedos to get the death penalty and even making it all legal and official. That said, few would volunteer to be the executioner. At least, few that are mentally healthy, because being an executioner is difficult work, and most human beings are not armoured mentally against that kind of work. In the past, a lot more healthy men were, but we have lived in decadent comfort in the West for almost a century now, and while in at least some third world countries corporal punishment is still accepted as more or less normal for certain crimes, so is generally a level of brutality that most would prefer to do away with. A modern, civilised society that does apply the death penalty and corporal punishment in a balanced fashion is rare.
Singapore comes to mind, but some, of course will argue about some of the reasons to issue a death penalty, and very few will consider the issue in the most fair and logical legal manner ever invented by humans, which, like it or not, understand it or not, being aware of it or not, is Roman Law. The principle in Roman is the main framing of an issue, however the details of it are then examined and each case valued on its merits. This at least was the original Roman Law. It has since been somewhat perverted even in Italy, where it originated.
The reality is that the death penalty is absolutely a deterrent against much vicious crime. And anyone that says it is not, is a liar that usually tries to appeal to fake and false “studies” done by compromised and utterly unscientific organisations. Very much like the anti-gun brigade.
Now, I am pro-guns, but even I would not be happy with literally ANYONE being able to buy fully automatic weapons in the same fashion one buys bread. HOWEVER, that is because of the mayhem that would happen for the first, oh, say five years or so. And because I have children and a wife and I care about them. For myself, I’d probably be ok to take my chances (as in any case, I kind of did to a certain extent, working in close protection in South Africa for some years). Mostly out of curiosity and to verify that my prediction would be correct. Because if it became a thing that both civilians as well as the military and police could all have access to fully automatic weapons including machine guns, after five years, I suspect the death by guns would approach zero and for the most part be confined to suicides and the occasional nutter, who probably would not get to fire too much before he became Swiss cheese at the hands of a totally armed citizenry.
To a certain extent I already lived through this kind of change in South Africa. When guns were limited to ownership by whites, there was a regular shooting every week-end over road rage. When gun ownership became open to anyone regardless of skin colour, utter mayhem ensued. And carried on for the next 30 years, because, politically correct to say it or not, it remains a fact, that a people who have NOT developed, invented, and created a certain technology, will invariably misuse it. And the average African is simply not at a civilisational level that permits them to responsibly use or own a firearm. As usual, are there exceptions, sure. But statistics is a thing, and if used correctly, not only it doesn’t lie, it tells all the truths people are uncomfortable with. Besides, if you want to accuse me of “racism”, keep in mind that: a) I don’t give a fuck about your idiotic opinion, b) it is wrong insofar as you use and mean the word “racist” in any case, and c) I’m not the one that made this obvious thing about cultural and technological differences obvious to the world. It was Michael Crichton. Yup. Go ahead and read the original book Jurassic Park.
What did change though was that the number of road rage shootings between whites pretty much disappeared almost overnight. And the average Afrikaner became suddenly a LOT more polite. This is not just a random idea. It is something I personally experienced. And a very real change. The average white man now was so conscious that if he started shooting for a stupid reason, there were a LOT more people that could suddenly shoot back, and that were likely to as well.
The point is that in any case, the statistics are in. In the USA, the states with the highest number of concealed carry citizens have lower gun crimes. The exceptions are areas that are predominantly African-American in population. If you are black does that upset you? Do you think I am some racist Neo-Nazi because I can do math? Well, guess what: Fuck you. I don’t care.
Because if *I* was a big black bald guy, but with *my* brain in my head, instead of yours, I wouldn’t get upset about this at all. Just like I don’t get upset if someone judges Italians on average as being people that generally talk too much, wave their hands a lot, and often speak on topics they are ignorant of as if they knew a lot more than they do (though that Americanism is becoming global in fairness). Or if you said that Venetians are ornery bastards that kinda try to irritate you off the bat, just to see how you react. Or if you said it about me specifically. Hell, I don’t get upset about the Sun rising in the East either, or water being wet. You know why? Because I am not a complete fucking idiot.
So… if *you* are getting all upset… we-eeel… you might wanna check that IQ loooooooooooong before I ever, ever, ever, will check my “privilege”.
White, or Olive Nigger that it may be. In fact I’m kinda quite fond of the term Olive Nigger, I find it funny. As far as I know it was coined by a Lilly white American who, quite frankly, is almost translucent as far as skin colour goes. And he also has a higher IQ than me by a few points. Do I care? Am I offended? Look in my eye pilgrim, go on, take a good long look. You see me offended anywhere? That’s right. I could not care less. So why do you, you unspecified nigger of whichever ethnic, or socio-economic, or skin colour persuasion? I’ll tell you why.
Because you are fucking stupid. Stupid. S T U P I D.
The point is that like it or not, you can’t let stupid people run the world. Not without absolutely dire consequences. Idiocracy was supposed to be a comedy film, not a tragic documentary, although, to be honest, I found the film too irritating and true to life to watch when it actually came out. I could only stomach about 5 minutes of it by skipping large sections of it. And that was nearly 20 years ago now.
And you absolutely can’t let evil people run the world.
Firstly because they are evil, but also because, being evil, they promote and support the stupidity, they increase it and fuel it and feed it. And for that crime alone, among all the others, they should absolutely be hung from the neck until dead, gassed, shot in a firing squad, or even just like rabid dogs Ceausescu style. And they know it. Which is why they promote the stupidity. Smart, intelligent, honest, and good men of strong character, in any great numbers, would storm the places of power where these evil pedophile and child killers live and work, and would dispense rough street justice to them immediately. Which sometimes in the world takes place before appropriate and salutary laws and good people put in place to see them well-enforced are secured in place. As, for example, in Singapore.
My main objection to Singaporean laws is certainly not the death penalty, but perhaps, rather, the level at which it is applied. But that is absolutely NOT a criticism of Singapore or its laws or even the judiciary. It is a criticism of humanity. Allow me to explain.
I am vehemently against drugs of any sort. I never even touched the stuff at all for the entirety of my life until my late thirties and early forties, and even then, the sum total of my experimentation was perhaps a handful of times smoking cannabis, and precisely once, snorting some cocaine. I did it for the sole reason that people I care about and valued had done some of these things; and more. And despite being intelligent and capable, they seem to use this crap regularly. A young guy I used to work with, who was a decent person, worked well, and was smart, apparently snorted coke almost every weekend. People I grew up with, my close friends, hid the fact they occasionally smoked Cannabis because they feared how I would react to them. I simply told them they were morons, but it didn’t concern me, other than make me realise they were more moronic than I thought to begin with.
After that singular experience with cocaine, it became absolutely confirmed to me that the only people who snort cocaine are either idiots or such weak and/or damaged people that they cannot reason their way out of their situations and lives, or at least change them in any really positive way. Are they evil? Usually not, although the drug use can eventually corrode them to the point they become it. Are they weak? Yes. Are they dumb? Not always necessarily, in a classical sense, but certainly in regard to making stupid life choices, yes. No one needs any mind-altering substance in a civilised and logical world. And although we are living far from either thing, it is still not a good idea to drug yourself up in order to temporarily escape it (only to be faced with it again and much more so a little while later).
In short, I am not a fan of drugs.
That said, I think that giving someone the death penalty for having half a kilo of Cannabis is probably a bit extreme. HOWEVER, it is a FACT that if you do NOT do that, then it will start with Cannabis and before you know it you will have meth-heads running around burglarising homes and hurting people to feed their habit. While if you DO have the death penalty for Cannabis, guess what, aside the odd idiot here and there, everyone stops using it to alter their brain chemistry and the entirety of society is better off.
No. I am not interested in your idea that smoking that shit does no harm. I saw it with my dad’s workers for decades at a time, because it was in a country where it is not really criminalised at all; and it absolutely rots your brains. So keep such retarded opinions to yourself.
So my problem with the Singaporean laws is not that they are too harsh. It is that humans are so utterly stupid that they are necessary. In a civilised world, the cannabis smoker would (unrealistically) be smart enough to not do that shit where I can smell it, or where it affects me, or anyone else, or his driving, or his cognitive abilities…
You see why it’s necessary to have the death penalty, right? Because honestly, if a drug addled fucker runs over one of my kids, I don’t care that he was a “responsible” user. He clearly wasn’t.
And therein lies the problem.
SO.
Is it clear now why it is absolutely your DUTY, if you are at all a good guy, to call out the stupid. To limit their activity and range and effect they have on others. The village idiots need to be put back in the closets and kept there. And their families made responsible for the harm they cause. Their doors marked with the red letter I for AN IDIOT LIVES HERE.
You must show them up for the harm and damage and stupidity they cause to the world at large and to yours and mine.
It’s not that I enjoy beating atomised ghosts of dead horses. It is that it is a sacred duty. So, if you possess at least the minimum IQ required to understand the point, get to it. Learn the truth, learn logic, learn basic mathematics, and then join me in a crusade against Human Stupidity. We can’t really win the fight, but like Leonidas and his 300, perhaps we will be remembered in the millennia that follow us.
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On Raising Girls
Thanks to TrevorGoodchild on Gab, I was made aware of this long but very good post on the female perspective of the modern radioactive wasteland that is the current era in terms of social interactions.
One of the most insightful passages was this:
Feeling alienated from your body, disliking the male attention your body invites, secretly feeling a kind of thrill when your beauty benefits you, enjoying the power you hold over men: these are feelings girls commonly experience as they transition to womanhood.
In a healthy society, young girls eventually come to terms with these complex and somewhat contradictory feelings. This is not the case today. Today, young women are rewarded most for acting on their most pathological impulses. Platforms such as Instagram and OnlyFans incentivize some young women to profit from the male gaze to the detriment of their future well-being. On the other hand, for young women who feel alienated by their sexual desirability (or lack thereof), there exist a plethora of alternative online communities like FTM or pro-eating disorder spaces that offer young women refuge from the male gaze, while offering them emotional support and subcultural status.
What is not at all encouraged is coming to terms with the complex feelings womanhood induces within young girls, coming to terms with that mix of terror and thrill. This process is entirely disrupted by modern social norms. Why? Because sexual norms today skirt around one obvious, horrifying fact: women like being sex objects. That eighteen year old on OnlyFans? She’s not motivated by entrepreneurial drive, economic desperation, patriarchal socialization, or any such external factor we may want to point to. No, she simply likes the idea of being a hot commodity, of being so sexy that men would pay to see her. She likes being a whore. Acknowledging women’s innate desire to be sexualized, to be objectified, is sacrilegious; it is a truth conveniently avoided by both feminists and traditionalists alike. Instead, they posit that women’s behaviour is entirely downstream of that of men’s, that if men didn’t desire women so much, that if they stopped watching porn, stopped “objectifying women,” stopped having sex outside of marriage, that all sexual degeneracy would disappear. And so, male sexuality is criminalized, and female sexuality is conveniently ignored. And while this set of social norms preserves a rosy, hapless image of women, it harms young girls through its complete lack of social regulation of feminine sexual impulses. If you do not restrict female sexual impulses, what you get is a race to the bottom, with young girls intensely competing with each other for sexual attention. A lack of common sense limitations leads to a rise in things like unnecessary plastic surgeries, the proliferation of photoshop, hypersexual online personas. The digital landscape is flooded with images of inhumanly beautiful women. Intense sexual competition has adverse effects on other young girls by either encouraging them to adopt such behaviours, or by alienating them from womanhood entirely.
Ultimately, what growing up means for girls, is coming to terms with the male gaze. The male gaze, contrary to the popular feminist conception of it, is not a product of patriarchal society. Rather, the voyeur in your own head is a native facet of feminine psychology. The voyeur in your head is awareness of your desirability, the power it holds, the danger it can bring; this awareness is crucial for women to have as they navigate the world around them.
And the most insightful sentence in that extract was this:
She likes being a whore.
That one sentence, in the context it was written, is, as the writer correctly identifies, the biggest taboo of the modern world. That admission can never be made in public without the person saying it being essentially cancelled as some kind of woman-hating, (internalised if you are female like the writer, of course) patriarchal pig/slave (depending on if you’re a man/woman) and so on.
Now, those men among us who had a past that involved being intimate with a rather high number of women, in a secularised context absent pretty much all religion of any kind, will know that pretty much every woman has that impulse somewhere in her make up. I’m sure there are exceptions, but they are generally not what one would refer to as “normal” women. Some may be the result of rape, sexual abuse, and so on. Some may be neuro-atypical and so on, as always, nothing is always all the same, there are always exceptions, but by and large, the average woman, has in her a “I want to feel like a whore” button. Some are more aware of it than others, of course, and some are unaware of it until a man flicks that button a few times expertly, but as I say, in most cases it’s there. It is, in essence, a normal biological aspect of femaleness, just like it is a biological aspect of maleness to like feeling like a conquering hero (or anti-hero, whatever, the conquering and winning part is what makes us feel alive).
Did you see that Sci-Fi film with Arnie called Total Recall (it’s badly based on a PKD story) but anyway when they are presenting him with a fictional fantasy holiday and they ask him what romantic partner he would like for his fantasy induced “holiday” and they say “be honest” he gives up and indeed says: “Slutty”.
Using the word all/every in the same context as above, i.e. a generalisation, it is simply a fact that every man wants a whore in bed and a lady outside of their bedroom (well, ok, home in general, maybe public toilets, secluded spots in parks, back of cars… you know what I mean!).
The ideal woman for most men is a complete slut in bed, open to all the sexual excitement and fantasies he might have, but… loyal most of all and forever to just him.
And the ideal man for pretty much every woman, is a man that is manly enough to make her want to behave like a complete whore in bed. But who has eyes only for her.
The ideal relationship for both sexes is one where the other partner inspires almost unbridled sexuality and sensuality for you, while at the same time confining it within the limits of your relationship.
Yes, I am aware that there are large (and growing) areas of the population where wife-swapping, cuckolding, orgies, multiple sex partners and other fetishes actually take place, but those relationships where those aspects of sex become a regular reality instead of remain limited to a private fantasy, invariably end in tears and tragedy. There are no successful “polyamorous” relationships or long term “throuples”. Every one of those perversions of the natural order of one man and one woman is not conducive to the maximum happiness for both. Some might be artificially sustainable, such as the practice of having multiple wives. Historically there are instances where powerful men or certain societies permitted men to have multiple wives, and such societies still exist and one could say “function” after a fashion, but the reality is that neither the man nor the women in those situation had reached their maximum potential for true, deep, lasting serenity, and that is for a very simple reason:
Maximum serenity is achieved when you have real, deep, intimate connection to another human being and that can only be achieved at its deepest and most pervasive level in an intimate relationship between a man and a woman.
Oh, you might touch aspects of it in certain fetishised moments of a relationship that is not classical of that kind. Certainly I have experienced in my pre-catholic days a certain level of sexual gratification/understanding with some women, that even though was at times simply limited to that singular or infrequent encounter due to the temporary nature of the “relationship” achieved a certain level of “understanding” or feeling of mutual acceptance without any judgement or however you want to label it, that it does achieve a sense of closeness, an aspect, if you will, of “love” or at least a facet of it. But one might make the same statement of perhaps a pair of serial killers finding a moment of “spark” as they hunch over their latest victim to cannibalise it. Yes, yes, you might have felt something that you might think is “deep” and insofar as your experience of life might go (you know as a serial killer, or serial slut (of either sex)) it may well have been the “highlight” to date of your connection with another human being, and because sex is so powerful, if you just had your third and most mind-blowing orgasm in a row while trussed up in some S&M position in your full gimp outfit and a livecam to your only fans only “enhancing” the thrill for you, you might think you have reached the pinnacle of human intimacy. But you have not. You may have touched bottom on a deep dive into some fetishism, specific degenerate thing or even wide-spread generic degeneracy, but true, deep, pervasive intimacy, you have not reached sir, or madam. And trust me, I speak from a rather extensive degenerate past and experience on the matter.
The level of human intimacy that truly calms and fills you with a genuine and pervasive experience of love, is only generated between one man and one woman. Instinctively we all know that from birth. As the ancient Greeks and others knew, there are various forms of love, and we can define different relationships on the basis of it, but the one that covers all of them the most is simply the one that is of a man and woman who choose a life together to make children and raise them. Anything else is a shadow at best if not a cruel parody that brings only misery (gay “marriages” and the accompanying child trafficking that results from gay “adoptions”).
Your relationship with a woman you are particularly compatible with sexually might feel fulfilling, and indeed such relationships usually last quite long if there is at least a baseline of other factors to support it, but amazing sex on its own will not do it, yet, in the modern era, the focus is on that first and foremost.
If you have daughters and are raising them and you are unaware of these facts, or worse, you try to ignore them pretending they are not realities, your daughters are headed for the rocks in the metaphoric navigation of life.
Acknowledging a girls’ natural inclinations due to her biological sex is required, as is required your duty as father to teach her how to avoid the pitfalls of her own biology. Just as you do with a boy you would raise. But as a man, raising a boy is easier, because firstly, we are simpler, secondly we are men, so we know what it’s like to be one, and thirdly, boys are generally responsive to plain logic and direct line of thinking. The pitfalls for both boys and girls are mostly handled by the same skill: The ability to regulate your own emotions. Difficult as it is for all human beings, the skill is generally a lot easier to achieve for boys. and once again, the reasons are mainly biological.
Female brain structure is physically different in some important aspects from male brain structure. Their hormones affect them and their thinking, mood, mind and brain to degrees that men can only imagine, but rarely experience outside of perhaps drug induced stupors.
Helping a young girl navigate not only the outside world, but her own biology and emotion-inducing hormones, is a far more delicate and complicated matter.
You do need to be aware of her biology and not demonise aspects of her that are natural things, but you also need to teach her to regulate these things in a way that leads to healthy and positive outcomes for her and steers her away from negative outcomes. And you also need to appreciate that for a girl or woman, the ability to control her emotions in a positive fashion tends to be far more restrictive. Historically every functioning society has known this, placing heavy and strict restrictions on female sexuality. And of course the feminists will tell you it was all to oppress women and so on, but the reality is that (as the article mentioned also points out clearly) women, left to their own devices tend to make horrifically bad decisions and civilisations tend to collapse in short order when this is the case.
An innocuous example might suffice.
In teaching self-discipline to my children, the approach with the boy, who is only 4, is very much simpler and direct. He’s been told eating too much sweets or say chocolate, or whatever is not good for him and we want the best for him and as a result he simply asks if he can have this or that and when he is told no, at most he asks why. Provided a clear explanation he accepts the decision most times. His little sister seeing him do this is more disposed to following suit… I say more disposed… not how much more… It’s a tiny amount. She will argue and try to pull a fast one a lot more than he does. My eldest daughter on the other hand is a complete choc-aholic. I was the same and even in my thirties and later I could eat three full chocolate slabs and think nothing of it. When I was swimming competitively as a teenager and living alone in the UK I survived on cheese and chocolate and random meals I microwaved. I was never fat, because I always moved and I have lucky genetics. She is very similar in this regard, but when I explained it is not healthy and she should not devour whatever chocolate is in the house (something she did like a thief in the night several times) and I finally put my foot down hard, far more on the sneaky way she had done it than the thing itself, the next time we went shopping and it was just me and her and I said should we get some chocolate, she said no. Surprised I asked how come. Her explanation was enlightening:
“Because I can’t really control myself if I know we have it in the house. So if it’s not there, at least I can’t go and eat it.”
The boy would simply be ok with not touching it until he’s told it’s ok to do so, or limit himself to one or two pieces a day or week or whatever we decided, but the girl realised her own will-power or discipline was not enough and so took steps to safeguard against her own known weakness.
That subtle but extremely important difference plays out throughout most of a woman’s life.
And returning to sex, because it is such a powerful force, if a girls’ (also natural) defences against being bedded are bypassed by some slight of hand/emotional manipulation/general social pressure, and then repeatedly so, her ability to bond deeply with another human being becomes scarred over by each encounter, making it progressively harder to make it a possibility.
Being aware of these things as a father is of paramount importance, and I am astonished at the level of absolute incompetence we see today in the parenting skills in general but especially of how pathetic so many men are at being fathers for their daughters.
I see comments from apparently fathers that ask things like: “What can I do? I mean the sex stuff is everywhere and my daughters dress like whores, but it can’t be helped, and where will they find a good man?”
Well buddy, short a miracle, they won’t because they never had one in the first place where they should have: Their home! You weakling, metrosexual, pathetic excuse for a father.
Seriously, the more I look at Clown World with a bird’s eye view, the more I realise that I was absolutely right ten years ago, some 3 years before I even got baptised, when I said that two things would be pivotal: Christianity (which I have since come to view as being limited to actual Catholicism i.e. 1958 Sedevacantism) and city states, because once the SHTF it will be communities that stick together that will resit and survive whatever evil wind comes their way.
I hope more and more people will see these truths soon, and that is happening, even if I know the numbers will never approach what my blue-sky tinted heart would wish.
But you never know; God does act in mysterious ways; and he does have a powerful sense of humour, after all: He made me a hardcore Believer.
This last piece from the article is another important point (emphasis added):
Why are young women today so deranged? Because no one is honest with them and they cannot be honest with themselves. Parents lie to you, teachers lie to you, friends lie to you, everyone lies to you. If anyone dares tell you the truth, they are ostracized.
There is the ultimate betrayal. Parents who lie to their children about reality. Life. Basic stuff. And many do so because they are so retarded and brainwashed themselves they honestly don’t know any better.
But many do it because of the fear of running against the grain. Of indeed, being ostracised.
Luckily for my daughters, I never gave a flying fornication at a rodent’s anus what pretty much the entire rest of humanity thought of me or if I was well-liked or feared or infamous. As a result, no matter how counter-narrative the truth may be, there is never any worry that they will not be told how two plus two is always, without any exception, forever and ever, four.
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By G | 17 January 2024 | Posted in Believe, Catholicism, Relationships, Sedevacantism, Social Commentary