The Rules Of Social Savviness: Rule #1

This is a three part series that will delve into the fundamental laws of the pooniverse. The pooniverse includes within its sphere of influence any social interaction, whether in pairs or groups, single sex or mixed sex. Why not have the concentric embedding go the other way around? Because the biomechanical prime directive assures that any social interaction will create perturbations in the sexual marketplace that will move players up or down the reproductive fitness scale of worth. To put it bluntly, if you talk like a nerd, you’ll turn off women. If you talk like a charming mofo, women will brighten to your presence. And in the final analysis, everything we do, we do for love. Or a reasonable facsimile thereof.

The Rules of Social Savviness are foundational to game, and are vital to courtships and to friendships. The closer you adhere to the Rules of Social Savviness, the better every aspect of your social life, from your work relationships to your romances to your family to your friends, will be. The further from these rules you drift, the worse you’ll feel because people won’t want to be around you.

A socially savvy man makes other men laugh and enjoy his company, and this will be noticed by women, who cannot help by dance to their natures and become aroused by the sight and sound of a savvy man holding court like a king whose words are next to God’s. These Rules are therefore universally applicable, and ultimately redound to your success as a seducer.

Rule #1: Don’t get defensive.

Some might call this rule, “Try not to come off like a grammar nazi, or like Bryan Caplan on the verge of thumping his head with his fist after finding out he undercounted the paper clips.”

The object of this rule is simple: If a person (sometimes, yes, a cute girl!) is playing around with you, or even ribbing you with a whiff of malice, don’t take the sperg stand like a defendant swearing his humanness to a jury of his peers. The jury doesn’t care. They just want to be entertained. And logical refutation is not entertaining. Nor is butthurt indignation. Nor overwrought explanation. Nor cringing insecurity. Nor whiny baby boy whininess. Nor crestfallen defeat.

Well, that last one can be entertaining, but only to sadists.

I’ll give you an example of this Rule in action from my own life. I was at a [REDACTED] and did something goofy, the details of which I can’t recall but anyhow don’t matter much to the lesson being conveyed, when a colt-ily cute-ish girl announced with uncorked bravado to the assembled her opinion of my antic:

“Eww, that’s so creepy!”

Now, mind you, she said it with an obvious hint of humor, so the crowd wouldn’t get the idea she was being a bitch or anything. But even lubed with the laxative of facetiousness, this was the sort of blurted grillgrrl judgment that can sweep the leg of a lesser man who lacked experience in the ways of sex-simmered social politesse. Fortuitously, living My life as CH and master of all that He surveys, my reply was deceptively coy and disarming:

{raising eyebrows, curling lips downward, and slowly nodding like De Niro  contemplating the infinite cosmos}:

“You bet! I’m hoping to reach level 99 creeper some day.”

Not the wittiest line I’ve ever uttered, but that’s not the point. You can say anything to defuse a caustic jab and still sound entertaining and likable, as long as you don’t sound defensive. She laughed, crowd chuckled warmly, mission accomplished, at least for that three second window. These three second missions never end.

How would the typical, clocks in his 40 hour work week, stays on the straight and narrow, supports the infrastructure of civilization, beta male react to that same girl rattling his world with a half-cocked accusation of creepiness?

I’ll tell you (because I’ve heard a million beta males stumble their way through similar scenarios). The typical beta would say:

“That’s not creepy.”

Or, “No, I was just trying to…”

Or, “No, I didn’t mean it that way…”

Or, {says nothing, smiles weakly and blushes}

You get the picture. Defensiveness is the calling card of the butthurt beta male. A girl could be drenching her panties thinking about your glowing member, but if you adopt the defensive posture and utter three predictable, ego-bruised inanities in a row, her vagina will retract like a turtle in the midday sun. If that doesn’t shut her down completely, the retreat of a disappointed crowd surely will. Works on male friends, too. Your buddies will buy you more drinks and invite you more places if you’re that cool cat who doesn’t take stuff personally and knows how to badinage like a boss.

Don’t get defensive. Once you have this rule lodged in your head, you’ll be surprised how smoothly fresh grease for conversational grist oils your gray matter gears. It’s a self-therapy ploy to push yourself to think along new vectors, and to glide along stronger, slicker neural paths. Lose the bad habits, and good habits have room to grow.

Next post: Rule #2!





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  1. Heh. I totally get this.

    Either you could be offended by what they say…and get defensive.

    Or you become the offender.

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    • > “You bet! I’m hoping to reach level 99 creeper some day.”

      You can also look at it as Agree & Amplify:

      “Creepy? Thanks for the compliment!”

      “Creepy? Damned straight!”

      “Creepy? Oh hell yes!”

      “Creepy? You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, honey!”

      Although, to a certain extent, you could argue that Agree & Amplify is a method for turning the converstation on a dime, and putting her back on the defensive.

      But mostly Agree & Amplify lets her know that you are who you are, and that all of her little shit tests are gonna be a total waste of time.

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      • Her: Eww. That’s Creepy.
        Me: I hear you’re creaming for creepy men these days.

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      • on August 16, 2013 at 3:33 pm Great Books For Men GreatBooksForMen GBFM (TM) GB4M (TM) GR8BOOKS4MEN (TM) lzozozozozlzo (TM)

        Rule #1: Don’t get defensive.
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      • comedy at large

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      • Laughed for several minutes.

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      • on August 16, 2013 at 10:44 pm Great Books For Men GreatBooksForMen GBFM (TM) GB4M (TM) GR8BOOKS4MEN (TM) lzozozozozlzo (TM)

        lzozozlzlo

        in bloated william bennet’s “book of man,” he leaves out the heart and soul of western civilization. a better name for bennet’s book would have been, “the book of fanboy manginas.”

        jesus battled with the old, pedantic, dead-souled scribes in matthew 23, for which he was put to death. king leonidas had to consult with the corrupt, rotting, old counsel. in braveheart robert the bruce’s corrupt father had a face of rotting flesh. bill bennet reminds me of all of these, after a seven-day vegas-bender whence millions of fiat dollars, earned from an insincere, copy-and-paste “book of virtues” were gambled away.

        ye shall know them by their fruits, it has been written, and bill bennet is the godfather of all the debt and debauchery–of all the divorce and destitution–of the incessant asscocking, buttcocking, and desouling of the culture and currency–of the false, fiat virtues he is paid fiat dollarz to espouse and promote as the hollow man blimps up on CNN.

        bennet ignores the central, exalted message of genesis, and then ups the ante (as a gambling addict) by debauching and debasing the iliad faster than a neocon can debase a dollar to fund the perpetual warfare/welfare state. to top it all off, bennet ignores the most-decorated war veteran of all time in his “book of fanboy manginas.”

        completely absent from bennet’s book is the awesome work of the jews in genesis:

        14 And the Lord God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life:

        15 And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.

        16 Unto the woman he said, I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children; and thy desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee.

        in the classical, judeo-christian, chivalric context, a man would man up as he would be guaranteed a non-asscocked, chaste woman who be shamed out of not acting on and serving every gina tingle and butt tingle. instead of serving her butt and gina tingles, a woman would be expected to serve god, man, and family. for this, she would be honored in a civilized context, and she would realize her greater mythology as a mother, wife, and grandmother, instead of an asscocked, aging spinster with cats, working to expand the fed’s debt alongside her ass.

        completely absent from bennet’s book is the divine RAGE of ACHILLES–the very center and circumference of homer’s iliad. the first word of the iliad is RAGE, as achilles is robbed of his prize and property by his commander; and so, his anger ignited, achilles quits the greek army in the first showdown between man and state. zeus sides with achilles, exalting the Natural Law that John Locke and Thomas Jefferson would someday exalt in their respective poetry–the very same Natural Law that Moses exalted when he rebelled against the corrupt Pharoah–the Natural Law that William Bennet detests in all his blundering ignorance regarding the monetary system which robs the common man and places future generations in debt to send today’s best and brightest to die on foreign shores in foreign wars. achilles rages as he reasons, “if i’m the one fighting, doing all the work, why are you–the king and his william bennett vegas cronies who never ‘buckle on armor’ getting all the rewards?” indeed, so might a marine wonder these days, if he’s taking all the risks for a few hundred dollars a month, why does bill bennet get to sit back home in vegas, gambling millions away while ballooning up like a big old blimp of debauched, foul hot air? so it is that bill bennet is working for the fiat bankers in all his blustering, bloating books, which serve far more to debauch and desecrate–to contort and confuse–than they do to exalt and enlighten. why isn’t bill bennet telling all the army-wives to “woman up” and stop with the buttcocking adultery, and serve their men with loyalty as Yahweh commands them to, and as Penelope does in Homer’s Odyssey? It’s because bennet is well-paid in fiat dollar to hate on homer, the bible, and the honorable serviceman like ron paul, while bennett himself never served in any branch of the armed forces. CNN rewards him for his supreme ignorance of the spirit on the Great Books and Classics, which he makes his arrogance.

        finally, bill bennet, who “never buckled on armor nor suited up for battle” in the words of achilles, also ignores the most-decorated general of our own era–the noble Smedley Butler:

        [quote]
        “War is a racket. It always has been. It is possibly the oldest, easily the most profitable, surely the most vicious. It is the only one international in scope. It is the only one in which the profits are reckoned in dollars and the losses in lives. A racket is best described, I believe, as something that is not what it seems to the majority of the people. Only a small ‘inside’ group knows what it is about. It is conducted for the benefit of the very few, at the expense of the very many. Out of war a few people make huge fortunes.”
        In another often cited quote from the book Butler says:
        I spent 33 years and four months in active military service and during that period I spent most of my time as a high class muscle man for Big Business, for Wall Street and the bankers. In short, I was a racketeer, a gangster for capitalism. I helped make Mexico and especially Tampico safe for American oil interests in 1914. I helped make Haiti and Cuba a decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in. I helped in the raping of half a dozen Central American republics for the benefit of Wall Street. I helped purify Nicaragua for the International Banking House of Brown Brothers in 1902-1912. I brought light to the Dominican Republic for the American sugar interests in 1916. I helped make Honduras right for the American fruit companies in 1903. In China in 1927 I helped see to it that Standard Oil went on its way unmolested. Looking back on it, I might have given Al Capone a few hints. The best he could do was to operate his racket in three districts. I operated on three continents.
        [/quote] –http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_Is_a_Racket –War Is a Racket is the title of two works, a speech and a booklet, by retired United States Marine Corps Major General and two time Medal of Honor recipient Smedley D. Butler. In them, Butler frankly discusses from his experience as a career military officer how business interests commercially benefit from warfare.

        Compare warrior Smedley’s words to those of Achilles, who also questions the utility of war for the heroic soul:

        [quote]
        Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, I should give you formal notice plainly and in all fixity of purpose that there be no more of this cajoling, from whatsoever quarter it may come. Him do I hate even as the gates of hell who says one thing while he hides another in his heart; therefore I will say what I mean. I will be appeased neither by Agamemnon son of Atreus nor by any other of the Danaans, for I see that I have no thanks for all my fighting. He that fights fares no better than he that does not; coward and hero are held in equal honour, and death deals like measure to him who works and him who is idle. I have taken nothing by all my hardships- with my life ever in my hand; as a bird when she has found a morsel takes it to her nestlings, and herself fares hardly, even so man a long night have I been wakeful, and many a bloody battle have I waged by day against those who were fighting for their women. With my ships I have taken twelve cities, and eleven round about Troy have I stormed with my men by land; I took great store of wealth from every one of them, but I gave all up to Agamemnon son of Atreus. He stayed where he was by his ships, yet of what came to him he gave little, and kept much himself.
        [/quote]

        And so you see why the gambling, warmongering, chicken-hawk, mysandric, soulless Bennett is calling upon men to man up while debauching and deconstructing their heritage–it is because, at the fiat baneker’s behest, he needs the men to take all the risk, while bennet and the fiat bankers get all the rewards, celebrating their conquest of other men’s future wives with the famous buttocker and secretive taper of butthext tucker max rhymes with goldman sax, who the weekly standard casts as a six-foot tall hero, repeating the butthexer’s lies, while ignoring the true, selfless heroism of those Achilles and Smedley Butlers fighting and dying on foreign shores in foreign fiat wars.

        In his later years, Thomas Jefferson wrote, “They all fall off, one by one, until one is left with Virgil and Homer, and perhaps Homer alone.” Jefferson advocated the gold standard and railed against central banks. Jefferson penned the Declaration of Independence. And so you can see that William Bennett is a Judas, selling out Jefferson, Virgil, and Homer, all for a few fiat dollars and short-lived fame. Nay–he is worse than Judas, as at least Judas was paid in Silver, while William Bennet is paid in fiat debt for his soulless, ignorant debauchery, which he gambles away as sure as tomorrow is a new day.

        lzoozozolzozozzlzozozoz

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      • Zombie, those replies still sound somewhat defensive, although delivery will in large part determine that. Still, in the heat of the moment these are better than “No, I was just…”

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      • ‘”Creepy? Little girl, my name is Creepy McPervert, which would be MISTER McPervert to you. And if you keep calling me by my first name, then I’m gonna bend you over my knee and spank you until you beg me not to stop.”

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    • im gonna be sick he’s not wrong we are slaves http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OYY5doGI2g

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    • on August 16, 2013 at 2:10 pm Great Books For Men GreatBooksForMen GBFM (TM) GB4M (TM) GR8BOOKS4MEN (TM) lzozozozozlzo (TM)

      hey hearteistezz!! der is yet hoepes dat not every single womenz in da wester world will be buttcocked and bernekified and deosuled desouledz and trnasoformed into a osulleess butcycoekiendgz womenz zlzlzlzlozoozoz

      zlzozoozoz buztzhzjzzozzlzoz

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    • Hey CH, looks like the white kids are having a great time in Russia. They seem pretty free to me too. This was just last week.

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9GuskPQZq8

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  2. on August 16, 2013 at 11:00 am FuriousFerret

    A man is never wrong. Simply misinformed. If he is incapable of being in the wrong, how could a rational man ever get defensive about his behavior?

    If the unthinkable happens and there is hard evidence of wrong doing then the following statement will be issued:

    “mistakes were made here by people who did it either deliberately or inadvertently.”

    “By people”, other people.

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  3. O/T – the former Student Government President at U-Texas is in some hot water this week:

    http://www.dailytexanonline.com/opinion/2013/08/15/11-things-i-learned-from-thor-lund

    He sounds like a red pill guy.

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    • “That is why even though half the girls I’ve been with hate my guts and think I’m a sleazy asshole, they still talk to me when I call them, they still laugh at my jokes, and they still remember the brief time we shared, even if it was only thirty seconds before I barfed all over them.”

      “They take out their pent up issues on me in a number of different ways, mostly sexual, and then when I don’t text them enough they call me a pompous asshole, but at least we had a fun while it lasted.”

      “Every other frat guy out there is going to say, ‘You are so pretty, can I buy you a drink?’… he just got friend zoned because he is like everyone else, and he asked for her permission. Instead walk up to a girl and say ‘Hey you seem like no one will be your friend, so I’ll let you buy thirty seconds of my time. I’ll take a whiskey-coke.’ She is going to be so confused because you aren’t needy and asking for her permission. Instead you are assuming she is going to buy you a drink because you are in fact the catch, and she is just some loser.”

      –Thor Lund, Alpha Male

      (Is he also a closet contributor to CH?)

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      • Never mind…

        “I have deleted the post because it has cost me one of my very closest friendships. The most incredible woman I have ever met and who will some day be the first woman President is both ashamed and embarrassed by what I have wrote. It was never my intention to offend anyone, and I stand by the fact that you should always love and treat women with respect. They are the mothers of the future generation. There is no single greatest gift to life and the continuation of the human race than a mother’s love. My heart aches over the loss of my friendship with this particular individual. She has done more for me in my times of most need than anyone I know. I am sorry I have offended and ashamed her and I will regret each and every day posting my satirical thoughts that cost that true genuine and loving relationship.”

        Epic fail. There isn’t a good enough facepalm for this.

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      • After I read his response he fell from an “alpha” to just a pandering politician. I’m sure he’s worried about his law school applications and that led to his mea culpa.

        U-Texas feminists are brutal. They practically started a riot in the state capitol when the filibuster of their grrrlFRANN Wendy Davis was stopped due to a procedural technicality. A video of the mob showed a tatted wimmin freak alumna of UT and I started to laugh because just the prior month a well known PUA in town had dumped her ass after a few weeks of nailing her. She was actually pretty except for her attitude and body mods.

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      • Our society is so screwed. People who tell the truth are seen as vile scum and snake oil salesmen are given celebrity status.

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      • on August 16, 2013 at 1:05 pm FuriousFerret

        Don’t preach to the public what’s seen as heresy. Share taboo ideology within safe spaces and apply a veneer for the public image. Almost all politicians and celebrities well the smart ones anyway do this.

        Look at Thor’s apology. Do you really think that his views turned a complete 180 in a day? No, he’s just doing damage control. Once red pill, always red pill whether you like it or not.

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      • Absolutely right.
        How dare they point out the truth and shatter the comfortable, pretty lies that we are so accustomed to living by.
        If politicians told the truth they would never get elected, so those who vote for them are one degree removed from the lie.

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      • “Meanwhile, across the post-industrial West, elections have become eerily manipulated events indistinguishable from corporate advertising campaigns, in which candidates regularly make pronouncements that are obviously insincere or flat-out false but vital to placating millions of voters on hot-button emotional issues. As the Austrian novelist Robert Musil slyly intimated in The Man Without Qualities (1952), the world loves the untrue statement, and the sliest, most successful politicians deeply internalize this fact.” — Robert D. Kaplan

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      • on August 18, 2013 at 7:01 pm suppressedtruthsociety

        Can someone frame this?

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      • Lol… that sounds like it was written by a completely different person. I think the girl wrote it.

        And it really wasn’t that offensive anyway. In college the girls know who the players are. You hook up with them at your own risk. These girls were obvious booty calls; how did they expect to be treated?

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      • Which means there’ll be hard evidence on how cool he used to be…

        (shakes mah haid)

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      • on August 16, 2013 at 2:03 pm FuriousFerret

        It’s a shining example of our little lesson for the day fell out of the sky.

        “Rule #1: Don’t get defensive.”

        He apologized and guess what no one gives a shit and the sharks are closing in for the kill. All he did was display his weakness.

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      • I seriously cannot click this guy. You should only look at a girl’s eyes, neck, and toes? Wtf is this, a sparkly-sparkly vampire with a tootsie fetish?

        “You want a real beautiful and complex female counterpart to trust you and think of you as their friend.” Pedastalization much? Fucks sake, go read “The Book of BoneCrker”.

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      • on August 17, 2013 at 10:12 am Mr.magNIFicent1

        have wrote

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    • The writer of this post, Laura Wright, sounds like a typical snarky, “ironic” feminist

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    • I wrote about this earlier. Particularly because there were no pieces that didn’t call him a misogynist.

      You can’t unlearn “red-pill,” but I’m guessing he’s getting scared out of it. The purple haze.

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  4. Good point. Defensiveness kills. Devilish grin and never apologizing for anything, wins.

    Anthony Jeselnik on the Tonight Show with Elaine. Tries to make him out to be a creeper and he owns it right back and dismisses with not a bead of sweat on his brow (1:25 mark):

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    • Ayo Pimpin’.

      New blog right? [email protected]???

      I think Lumpy may or not be compiling all your Chateau Heartiste comments onto the sidebar @ YaReallyArchive.com

      Either way, looking forward to it!

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    • > “never apologizing for anything, wins”

      Some of the older readers at The Chateau will remember that even when the utterly amoral sociopath Bill Clinton seemed to be apologizing for something, he wasn’t really apologizing.

      He would always mouth these weaselly little textbook-public-relations-marketing-focus-group-tested phrases like, “mistakes were made, but we’ve moved on from that”.

      However, if you listened closely, then you’d realize that he hadn’t said [and never would say] that “mistakes were made BY ME, blah blah blah”.

      Only, “mistakes were made, blah blah blah”.

      So, again, if you were listening carefully, and thinking about what he was saying, then you’d realize that the sociopathic son of a bitch never took responsibility for ANY-DAMNED-THING AT ALL.

      Of course, fast forward twenty years, and L’il Barry Soetoro Dunham Marshall Davis Reggie Love is the political “bubble boy”, who lives within an impenetrable protective cocoon created for him by the Frankfurt School, and he never even gets asked the uncomfortable questions which might force him to blurt out a phrase like “mistakes were made”.

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      • Another thing about that pathologically-lying sociopathic scumbag, Bill Clinton.

        People who have met him say that when Clinton enters a room, he has one and only one purpose in mind – one and only one obsession, really: To see to it that everyone in the room loves him.

        And they say that he can’t leave a room if he senses that there is still someone whom he hasn’t won over.

        Now think about what that means.

        From the point of view of GBFM’s Great Books, you are taught that the greatest [or at least the second-greatest] commandment which guides your life is to “Love your neighbor as you love yourself.”

        But from Bill Clinton’s point of view, his greatest ambition in life seems to be to “Fool all of my poor stupid gullible naïve neighbors into loving ME as they love themselves”.

        With these sociopaths like Clinton, it’s as though they take 2500 years of Western Civilization and stand it all on its head.

        And the cult of idolatry, which the Frankfurt School constructed to serve the purposes of our current president, holds not that you should “Love God with all your heart and all your mind and all your soul,” but rather that you should “Love BARACK with all your heart and all your mind and all your soul.”

        Bottom Line: If you wanna learn to mimic Sociopath Game, then just look at everything that Christianity teaches, and jumble up the words so that they come out sideways.

        Or even backwards.

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      • on August 19, 2013 at 11:28 am Lucky White Male

        Right

        At least Judaism is straightforward :

        1. Only Jews are God’s chosen people

        2.There IS no afterlife. So Therefore there is nothing wrong with being materialistic in this present one

        3. Be fruitful – only among your own kind – and multiply

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  5. I’d might go “maybe in your world, but in mine it’s badassry” with a smirk.

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  6. For the spergy among us isn’t this just a spin off of agree and amplify?

    [Ch: It’s more inclusive than that.]

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    • He used A&A here, but that’s just one way of not being defensive. Basically, never “plead your case”. If you do, you just sound pathetic and easily rattled.

      If someone takes a jab at your shoes, don’t say something like “well, my girlfriend likes them,” or explain why they’re awesome shoes, just do something like A&A, make a friendly jab back, or even say nothing(?, as a fellow sperg, not sure how good this one is)

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    • The technique used was A&A but the underlying principle is “don’t qualify yourself” which is the PUA terminology for “don’t be defensive”.

      They pretty much mean the exact same thing, but you can qualify to compliments too, which is also bad, so “don’t qualify yourself” is a little more all-encompassing/streamlined to teach.

      Like if a cute girl goes “I love that shirt!” a lot of AFCs will be embarrassed by the spotlight and qualify it like “oh it’s not that good, I just got it because it was on sale…” with an “aw shucks” expression as they shuffle their feet on the ground.

      The confident cocky guy would reply with something like “that’s because I make it look amazing”, which avoids qualifying themselves and also uses some agree & amplify, and ultimately builds attraction.

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      • Bingo! Great post.. I need to work on this A&A more.

        I have a t-shirt that has a print of real naked breast but on the nipples are skullz (old Midnight Riderz LA bike shirt). Every single time I wear this girls either say nice shirt, or come up to be neg me about my “tits”. I always reply with ‘jealous” or “watch out, they’re a hand full”. Next time though.. “let’s chest bump”

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      • I had responded to this but not sure what happened…

        Exactly I have this old bike/punk shirt that has a real photo of woman’s breasts on it but freplacing nipples for skullz. Everytime I wear this shirt girls say “hey nice shirt” or “like the shirt”. I respond with “thanks, there soft” or ” thanks let’s chest bump”. Always gets me off to a good start.

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  7. on August 16, 2013 at 11:25 am gunslingergregi

    so your not supposed to give the chick 20 lashes with your belt I been doing it wrong

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  8. I think one of the key things the spergies will have an almost impossible time accepting is that these things DON’T have to make logical sense in retrospect.

    It’s the attitude that is behind the reply or action.

    Remember, Girls Just Want to Have Fun. You can provide that fun by being a victim and adopting a reactive, victim attitude, or by being the rock solid confident man who takes their comment without missing a beat and makes it even more fun, without getting butt hurt.

    Getting butt hurt about it then turns it into a fight and she either loses (not fun), or wins by becoming a hurtful bitch (not fun but better than losing).

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    • And what I mean by providing the fun by being a victim – is that you provide an outlet for her to score points on you by getting the group to see what a beta you are in the Sexual Market. Which is not nearly as much fun as bringing her along on a fun ride.

      So, don’t be a reactive, emotional, feminist who takes every statement personally.

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  9. on August 16, 2013 at 11:31 am Bungo Frontenoy

    I got a motorcycle recently. Turns out there’s three kinds of men: men with a hardon for carbureted inline fours who’ve owned a few and (if they no longer ride) want to tell you funny horror stories about the accident that convinced them to quit riding, men who say they always thought about getting a bike, and good for you that you went and did it…

    and lastly, the guys who feel badly outclassed all of a sudden, and start babbling bullshit defensive excuses and lies about how they’re totally saving up for a bike because they wouldn’t waste time on a shitty bike like yours, or bikes are for losers, or whatever.

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    • Actually, I always prefered my RD400 to my CB750, so I think you left out the two stroke tingle guys. I’ll cut you a break and put it down to youth.

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    • Heh, you know what they call motorcycle riders — organ donors.

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    • There’s also the ones who’ve owned a couple and decided that skateboards are way more fun, not to mention far better for their own health and that of the environment.

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    • on August 17, 2013 at 10:17 am Mr.magNIFicent1

      Harley = teh united states of FREEDOM and amplified flatulence.

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      • on August 17, 2013 at 8:17 pm Bungo Frontenoy

        Inline fours are the sportbike howl, not the big twin rumble. Everybody with balls loves a bike, even europeenies.

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    • Bungo Frontenoy: “men with a hardon for carbureted inline fours”

      Four types. Some guys have a hardon for fast little Italian V twins.

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  10. Your reply was alright, my first reaction to that was “What, you didn’t like that I was looking through your window in my dreams?” Obviously, I just met them, and they realize I would not dream about them anyways, but game on.

    Of which she will get a really defensive stance and say whatever in reply; and I would follow up with “It’s okay, I couldn’t see anything anyways since you shower to long anyways princess.” and wink with my shit eating grin.

    If a dogmatic feminist, she will leave and take her friends with her. Happened to me before, I was cool with it, and never talked to any of them again as they left me to console their pet bitch. Yet the following day on the volleyball courts where we played they all, minus the pet bitch, all tried to apologize and ask if we were cool. I told them firmly that we were not and see you later. The following weeks I did not give a damn either. People who quinge and rush to defend a woman are not worth it anyways.

    Now, on a more usual time out, I got the bang because she instantly realized that I was A alpha, and B coyishly implying I wanted to see her naked and I did not believe that the dress did not have a built in girdle. She needs to prove to me otherwise. If she was still dense but cautious, I just stated the last two together like this: “Well, I am just saying that I think your outfit is hiding something, and I may need you to prove it to me. My dreams are not really telling me one way or the other.”

    Usually, that got girls panties dropping. Also, proceed to dance floor and grind dick in-between butt cheeks and slap away. She will like it if cool, and leave if she doesn’t,your real friends will laugh their ass off either way! Simultaneously hating the fact of your success.

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  11. I was out with some friends and some people I didn’t know and for some gay reason one of my good friends and I got locked into a serious business conversation standing near a wall at the bar.

    There was a girl I didn’t know out with the group, and the other single guys were trying to impress her which was making for a boring night for me up to this point – because they were bad at it. Since me and my good friend were locked in this conversation, my other friend thought it would be funny to tell the girl, who was cute (7), to walk up to us and ask us how long we had been gay lovers or something like that.

    Before I went out I had read a CH article and watched some Simple Pickup, so while I wasn’t looking to game that night it spilled out naturally, and without hesitation I started rolling with it. “A few years now.” More inane blather, and I continued with, ” I’m the pitcher and he’s the catcher, if you know what I mean.” She smiled and looked at my friend and said, “Oh yeah?” He got defensive saying, “I’m not gay” or something along those lines. Rolling with the baseball metaphor, I locked eyes with her, leaned in a little closer for emphasis, and said, “But don’t worry, I swing both ways” and gave her a grin. She lit up like a Christmas tree, and she ignored my friend who at this point was still trying to argue that he was straight. She summed it up with, “That’s so funny, you just rolled with it” or something while smiling.

    Not the most stellar example of game, but it did prove to me how easy and natural it is to at least do better than the majority of guys out there. It also learnt me that you don’t need some ridiculous routine and you don’t have to memorize lines, just understanding the principles and having a sliver of wit is often good enough.

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    • “I’m still trying to close the deal, but this guy just won’t put out. I’m so desperate I’m thinking of switching back to women.”

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    • That sounds like great game to me. Pretty funny story too. Was your friend mad at you for saying he was gay?

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  12. If only sons had fathers.

    My eureka moment. The manosphere is the bitter/hedonist stepdad-substitute to the first generation of the fatherless (a.k.a. the Divorce Generation) after this fifty-year Boomer Nuclear Winter. Gen X had no dads, so they play daddy to each other on the internet.

    Except there is no substitute for a mentor in the flesh. I’m reading these very truthful, very useful “rules of social savviness” and I’m wondering why they need to be published, and reworded, and republished, and translated, and reposted again and again and again. It’s because there have never been such a supply of orphans, now adults, so hungry to find out what they missed.

    All I know is my dad, grandfathers, uncles, and brothers never needed to consult a website like “The Art of Manliness” to know “how to tie a tie” or “how to shave properly,” et cetera.

    Frank TJ Mackey is GenX’s stepdaddy.

    Matt

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  13. Depending on the crowd, the best responses to “Ew, that’s creepy” is
    1 an incredulous “But the body was dead already”, or
    2 “In my defense, I thought she was a dude in drag”

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  14. “Don’t mind her, that’s just the rohyphnol kicking in. So hard to get the dose right with the little tablets they give you.”

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  15. “No, I didn’t really put rohyphnol in your drink. Not in a legal sense – I save that for the pretty girls. What you got was veterinary grade material, so it won’t count as rape later.”

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  16. This is a great post; I’d go as far as saying good social skills are a necessary, although insufficient, condition of ‘tight’ game. This is how that thought train would go, combining social skills and ‘game.’

    “Ew, that’s so creepy!”

    First rule — never get defensive; now, time to figure out our value with the group.

    High value, then response is easy: “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.” (srs. it will kill)

    Moderate normal value: “I’m really sorry, gosh, I really am…where do I get off?” (while nonverbally continuing to do whatever it was you were doing — or you can pantomime squeezing her tits, which is lolworthy)

    Low value: “Relax. My dad said it was fine.” Or some other non-sequitur fun thing to say. Funny + non-sequitur is a good way to raise value.

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  17. shoulda told her you have free skittles, in your white windowless van in the alleyway.

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  18. another counter – “if you’re not creeping you arn’t trying” with a smirk on your face always gets the pannies wet…my personal go to move.

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  19. this is soooooooooooooooooo true, the social ether is so subtle but chicks are hiveminded to it….make a riplle, the bitches will come to you.

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  20. Thanks for this; doing approaches has taught me a lot, but you can only beta orbit girls for so long before you lose all normal social skills, assuming you ever had them to begin with. If I did, I’ve long forgotten.

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  21. This is what you call social savvy as Socialkenny picks up 2 british girls @ a black bar mitzvah and took them home…well they took him home.

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  22. Jesus, who writes for this blog now? The quality has gone downhill.

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  23. on August 16, 2013 at 4:52 pm SunSwordTiger

    I got this one once. My response from memory: “Yeah…I did the voice for the Creeper on Scooby Do. Do you like Scooby Do?” Not great but it worked.

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  24. The older I get, the more I realize it is best to “roll with the punches”.

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  25. ot but ive been reading this site for about 6 months now and certainly learning a lot – a lot i wished id known more of earlier.

    i’ve been reading many posts and following topics and links and often the comments are as good as the posts in terms of things learned. however, i was wondering if there were a more organized description of what is “taught” here at CH that i might read. yeh – like a book. any suggestions would be appreciated.

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  26. I thought alphas engaged in confrontation. How does “don’t be defensive” square with confrontation as the hallmark of an alpha?

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  27. on August 16, 2013 at 8:24 pm Corporal Hicks

    Agree and amplify usual works very well. My personal favorites are ” Well, that pretty well sums it up” and “I knew that. I was just making sure that you knew that.”

    “You’re a creep!!” THAT PRETTY WELL SUMS IT UP.
    “You’re incompetent and irresponsible.” THAT PRETTY WELL SUMS IT UP.

    “This is how you turn it on, dummy.” [whatever device] I KNEW THAT. I WAS JUST MAKING SURE THAT YOU KNEW THAT.

    These two answers work well because they make the accuser (i.e. the shit-testing woman, laugh.) And if she laughts, YOU WIN. The tension has been defused. And the vibe has been sent out that you really don’t give a shyte about what people say to you.

    The key is to stay light on your feet. Easy, breezy, Japoneesy. Life is windy, and if you cut an enormous fart in public, the FIRST thing you say is, “Damn, I’m usually better than that,” or “Damn, I’m losing my touch, ” “Excuse me, but I’m performing an exorcism.”

    Always stay light-hearted and undefensive. That’s the key.

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    • A bit like De Niro contemplating the infinite cosmos, while raising eyebrows, curling lips downward, slowly nodding and delivering Rodney Dangerfield jokes deadpan.

      LOLZ

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    • “Well you’re wrong, I’m only half creep. *pause* The other half is asshole.”

      Works just as well the other way around, too … “Yeah, she looks like she was poured into those jeans, too bad she forgot to say when.” “You’re such an ass.” “No, I’m only half ass. The other half is creep.”

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  28. Good advice, though it’s hard to act chill when people (especially men) are deliberately busting your balls.

    Would a similar response work for a “You’re so pale!” shit test? I don’t tan at all and I hate that one.

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    • Her: Do you tan?

      Me: No. Never. I tan naturally. The way you put that sounds like some metrosexual with his chest shaved, oiled up and basking on the beach for a minimum of six hours a day.

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    • It’s easy to act chill when you realize men busting your balls is mostly all in fun. And it is, if you treat it that way. Agree and amplify is best at first, or say equally random shit back, whatever. Just keep it short, simple, light and funny, don’t be defensive, don’t be hurt. That proves you can hang and they’ll start to accept you. Only if you take it seriously, then they really will disrespect you. Until then, they are probably just giving you a chance to be one of the guys (unless it’s a really pathological fucked up group of people you’re with). Take them up on it.

      Dealing with that shit is a habit spergs like us don’t have. Develop it. Work on it. You’ll overthink at first. Just move on. Don’t sweat the past, improve. Watch what other men say to that shit. Imitate. Don’t try to be too clever. All you need to do is just prove you’re not butthurt. That you can take a joke.

      There’s only one man I know who catches me off guard busting my balls,so I respond seriously. He’s too deadpan. Fakes me out every time. He’s a good guy, though, so whatever. I’ll nail it one of these days.

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  29. on August 16, 2013 at 9:03 pm Corporal Hicks

    Who gives a crap about men busting your balls? Give it right back. I mean, really. Guys are guys.

    As for being “so pale”, just respond, “I actually LOVE my 100-watt tan, thank you very much.” Just laugh as you say this and WALK away.

    Or you could just say, “Yeah, I’m pale, and you’re so WHITE.”

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  30. on August 16, 2013 at 9:05 pm gunslingergregi

    after fuckage texts:
    me hows it goin
    chick im good
    me listening rocky road the dubin its ownage
    chick cool
    me had exchick over yesterday packed her shit supposed to go back husbands house but left here walkin didn’t come back
    chick cool
    me didn’t go there either lol
    me had dads birthday though went neighbors playd cards was fun
    chick wow im proud of you
    chick cool that’s nice to have fun
    me gonna have to put chicks name on milk carton I guess he he he
    chick either that or forget her haha
    me never forget chicks I fall in love with grr
    chick I forget evil men hehe
    chick I will not forget you
    me already aww
    chick yes because your sweet
    me its a curse what can I do he he he
    chick omg your funny
    chick bet you ant forget me haha
    me ub course not
    chick its a curse also
    me copycat
    chick haha it was the godfather that’s why you wont forget me
    me ruined forever tear
    chick im sorry gayfather you don’t have a tear
    chick you forgot about movie cause we was having fun lol
    me yea I had a good time
    me no brownies though cant have it all I guess
    chick you better of im always fun
    chick I will have brownies and chocolate cake next time
    me you better not be joking
    chick im not as a matter of fact it will be bla bla
    me just in oven ones from box though and hate storbought
    chick your hard to please lol
    me I know what I like
    chick I know what men like feed them and their heart is mine
    chick I would make you roast and potatos that would blow your mind or make you cum
    me hahaha sold
    chick I told you way to mens heart and penis is good cooking lol
    me I like the good cookin
    chick I could be the woman of your dreams with all my talents

    not bad picked up a place to eat at free and a chick that wants to make me fall in lurve
    having chicks to talk about really turns other bitches on

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  31. on August 16, 2013 at 9:06 pm gunslingergregi

    if there skinny say bony if fat say fat if tall say tall if short say short if perfect just say your mentally unstable

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  32. If you are in private, you can also do the opposite- get super defensive. Like even if you know you are wrong, you can turn it around and be like “how could you say that to me? Really, why would you even think I would do that?” and get angry and aggressive about it. You have to act like you are entitled to an apology from her and do it with confidence.

    But you can’t really do that in public.

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    • on August 16, 2013 at 10:21 pm gunslingergregi

      Fem a born to be ho clearly

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    • Or you can just colc-cock her unconscious. “Equal rights, bitch. I’d do that to a pussy man who pulled that shit on me.”

      Nah, forget it, just do it to feministx. Rape!

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    • on August 17, 2013 at 12:25 am Imperial Leather

      STFU

      you have NOT and will NEVER pick up let alone bang a chick in your entire life…..and you NEVER will…you cannot and do not talk from experience …. STFU

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    • on August 17, 2013 at 1:31 am gunslingergregi

      fem is a natural born ho
      you forgot the part about make up some elaborate story about some bullshit that didn’t happen to show how much some dude was obsessed with you

      told ex come pack shit told husband I wouldn’t do nothing with her while here
      so she offers to suck the ole peepe and I tell her naa im good
      we pack her stuff I don’t get mad just want it the fuck out load it all on porch
      she goes for walk doesn’t come back I take to her husbands house

      so she down telling people I had her tied up lol and got all crazy and shit
      cause ya know it affected me that much her getting rest of shit out
      make herself look good get everyone on her side feeling bad for her and shit
      and a reason why she chose not to go home to husband but be out on the street doin her thing he he he

      I guess good everyone know she lyan like shit and I went to party afterwards so uh yea how I do that lol
      remember white knights bitches lie they lie a lot
      and woman spurned is the devil he he he

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      • on August 17, 2013 at 1:39 am gunslingergregi

        I guess what really prob pissed her off is that I said I fucked another bitch and last time I couldn’t fuck another bitch so she knows its different this time

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    • STFU bitch

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    • No

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  33. on August 16, 2013 at 10:19 pm gunslingergregi

    Yea good to be in social situations with even older chciks they will set ya up with the younger ones found out chick from high school leaving husband and wants to be with me how cute she gonna be at a wedding this molast time i saw her she still hot one of the rare ones wouldnt be bad to hang with one of the rare ones he he th

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  34. Don’t be Defensive and Agree and Amplify basically go hand in hand.

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  35. Bungo
    Several things are true about bikes. They are more interesting to operate than any car. They are hard to wash. Some dogs like riding on them with you, even on the long highway. You will have a crash. Hot girls will certainly want to climb on, but then they will be disappointed if you ride like you don’t want to crash. Because they do not understand that the only riders who know for sure where the edge is, are the ones who have gone over it. The cheapest way to plan for your sons college expense is to buy him a 175 HP Superbike on his 16th birthday. Did I mention crashs?
    The fastest one I ever had was a V 4 Honda Magna. !3,000 Rpm. The acceleration seemed limitless. The most fun was had with a 50cc French “Mobilet” that had foot pedals to help get over the hills. But it still got me to Julies house.

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  36. {raising eyebrows, curling lips downward, and slowly nodding like De Niro contemplating the infinite cosmos}:

    “You bet! I’m hoping to reach level 99 creeper some day.”

    Raising your eyebrows and slowly nodding is a good move, but it’s incongruent with the “fun” line you eventually came up; it makes it kinda obvious that you were “thinking about it,” rather than seeming to flow naturally from your inner mood. Still, this is just a nitpick more than anything so don’t go getting defensive *wink*. And saying “creeper” instead of “creep” was savvy indeed.

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  37. Only butthurt people use the phrase butthurt.

    You mad bro?

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  38. Deadpan, spoken slowly and enunciated clearly, with a smirk:

    “Yes. I’m a creep. I’m a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here?”

    If she doesn’t get the reference, you can rip on her for her appalling ignorance and terrible taste in music. If she does, then that’s a point of contact.

    First thing that popped into my head anyway.

    *Second thing was, “Yeah, I am the astro-creep. A demolition style. Hell, America’s freak, yeah…”

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  39. “Don’t get defensive” is the essence of game because being defensive is a natural reaction. It’s counter-intuitive to agree and amplify, or ignore, or reframe. It requires a cool head. The litmus test of my own self-improvement is when I am able to avoid getting defensive.

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  40. This goes into my pre-game checklist. Thanks.

    I am by nature defensive and it’s probably my most self-destructive quality. No, I don’t want a group hug and I’m not going to tell you about my childhood.

    ***

    I had a business-setting analog this week that I wish I’d handled better.

    In a meeting with our biggest channel partner, the retard who is alternately sucking up and playing games — he’s the guy who is supposed to manage our relationship for the other side — says,

    “Be careful, BV might be *candid* in his opinion of that idea.” [The guy is a pussy and plays passive-aggressive business game.]

    I said without waiting a beat (choosing to be linear and logical, as though he were an actual man instead of a cube-farm-hugging pussy): “I don’t know what that means, but anyway in regard to the issue at hand, …”

    I wish I had said something mocking, but the problem with mocking a representative of your biggest customer is that they always get even once the meeting is over and they can give you the shiv to your relationship when you’re not around. I still haven’t figured out how I should have responded without just crushing him on the spot for being insolent. That would have been pleasant and commercially stupid. Probably should have just let it dangle and ignore it, so that his snide comment was just hung out to dry for his colleagues to smell. Any suggestions here?

    ***

    I did handle the “ew creepy” thing better last month. I was out at my farm and drinking in the tavern in town. It’s an old man’s farmer tavern — lots of dirty 3/4 trucks out front — most days, but sometimes the kids come out to play.

    Four girls, 20-somethings, were all dolled up for some deal in town. Strangers.

    I turn to the one closest to me and start talking. She appears to be accustomed to grown-ups, maybe has a little daddy-erotica thing going on, we talk for a few moments and banter. I ask her if they’re going to a wedding or something. They could be the bridesmaids, I was thinking. Time to practice some innocent day game.

    The farthest girl gets agitated and scowling and interrupts by saying something annoying like, “We’re just here for a drink, we’re not telling *you* what we’re doing …” It was meant to be funny, I guess, but angry people don’t do humor very well. The implication was plain: “Ew, creepy middle-aged guy, just because we’re sitting next to you in this dive doesn’t mean *you* can talk to precious hot *us*.” The girl I was talking to just froze, eyebrows raised, mouth open, half-smile.

    I stopped cold. Waited a beat. The pause turned the focus to rude-gurrrl. Looked at rude-grurrrl and said,

    “Hi!”

    Waited a beat, rude-grrrl looks down at her drink, and I resumed my conversation with the nice girl who wanted to shoot the shit. I bought them a round on my way out.

    I go out with my 25 year-old daughter a lot in NYC, and I get the “ew creepy” shit-tests nonstop there, almost exclusively from the age-appropriate women who would poison my drinks if I looked away (because it’s not uncommon for older guys to have a young girlfriend there, and they loathe that fact). Haven’t figured out how to have fun with them, in a way that won’t embarrass my daughter. Both of us just pretend they are not there, which may be best: nothing like making an unpleasant older woman feel invisible.

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  41. Off subject, but I ran across this online dating profile that hits upon every consequence of feminism’s denial of simple reality. First, the stats. White female, 36 years old, pretty face, but lists herself as an “average” (read chubby-fat) body type. Never married and with master’s degree. Here is the profile:

    It’s becoming quite clear how difficult it is to find a decent guy. I didn’t think that it would be THIS hard though. All I ask for is trust, honesty, respect, and a little patience. I’m rather tired of rebounders, fresh divorcees, and the guys that make you feel used or worthless. I have worked hard to be where I am now and it’s a place in my life where I’m comfortable and it would be nice to share that with someone.

    I work crazy hours sometimes and I do feel like I’m married to this job, but if the right person comes along I am completely willing to change those things. A little bit. I’ll still be a workaholic no matter what. I am a perfectionist at the office. I can be a beast, but I’ve been told that I’m good at what I do so I guess that works.

    I don’t have kids. I don’t want kids of my own. If I end up with someone who has kids, great. If not, that’s fine with me too. I have 2 nieces and a nephew that I love to spoil and I’m content doing that. I have a puggle pooch and a tuxedo cat that are like my kids and are kind of a package deal. If you are allergic to either or don’t care for them it just won’t work.

    I’ve never been married. Close once, but he thought that it was a better idea to cheat on me instead. Would I like to get married? Maybe. I know that my student loan monthly payment would go up if I did get married, so that’s a sticking point. I’m totally not kidding.

    Over the last several years I’ve been burned and it’s really hard to trust people. I do have a big wall built up around me and it can take a little while to tear it down. In the end, I just want to be happy with someone and vice versa. I’m sure that the right guy is out there somewhere. I just haven’t found him yet. I guess I’ll know when I’ve found him if I haven’t already scared him away with the no nonsense in-your-face attitude that I possess.

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    • on August 17, 2013 at 11:23 am Mr.magNIFicent1

      I have a puggle pooch in my pants.

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    • > “…work crazy hours… married to this job… a workaholic no matter what… a perfectionist… I don’t want kids of my own… I have a puggle pooch and a tuxedo cat that are like my kids and are kind of a package deal. If you are allergic to either or don’t care for them it just won’t work… my student loan monthly payment would go up if I did get married, so that’s a sticking point. I’m totally not kidding… I do have a big wall built up around me and it can take a little while to tear it down… the no nonsense in-your-face attitude that I possess…”

      Is this a parody?

      Workaholic: CHECK.

      Perfectionist: CHECK.

      Loves Cats: CHECK.

      Hates Children: CHECK.

      Student-Loan-Debt-eBernankification-Tucker-Max-Rhymes-With-Goldman-Sachs: CHECK.

      If this shiznat is real – if it’s not a parody – then it isn’t hilarious, it’s a phreaking tragedy.

      And people wonder why we’re on the cusp of losing Western Civilization to a new Dark Age.

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    • 90% of female profiles are like this. If a guy was 10% as bitter he’d get zero interest and be featured on nice guys of ok Cupid and CNN.

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    • I’ve seen worse. Another type of really bad one is the freshly divorced 38-year-old or “separated” is not even divorced yet left her husband like two days ago but is already on match. I’ve sent CH links to several of these hilarious ones but he won’t post them.

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      • I remember several years ago when I re-entered the dating scene. I wasn’t officially divorced but had been separated for 3 years (the legal stuff had been dragging on…) I met a woman who *seemed* okay online. She said ‘well I have to be honest I am only separated!’ I said ‘no problem – me too’ (and explained how long…) I asked her how long she had been separated and she said ‘he moved out last week!’ Aieeee….. I also found out this was her THIRD husband! (popping chaff and streaking away at Mach 3…)

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  42. on August 17, 2013 at 11:26 am Corporal Hicks

    Just as you practice game by chatting up the girl at the cash register (i.e. just practicing talking up unknown girls), you can practice “agree and amplify.” Just do it all the time. Then when a shit test comes, your response will be a natural extension of your practice.

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  43. I just miserably failed two shit tests from an ex last night that was supposed to meet up with me… oh well I can’t blame her… I will be on top of my game tonight though.

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  44. On the subject of social savviness:

    I’ve started hanging out at a diner/pub these last few weeks because of the great food, beer, and the hot and friendly girls staffing the place who have really gone out of their way to make me feel at home there. But now that university is close to starting, they have live music with no cover every Friday evening, which they had suspended during the summer; I like to stop there before the other places get going.

    The tricky thing: the younger sister of my oneitis from a few years ago also seems to go there whenever there’s live music. Yes, she looks like my ex-oneitis (they’re both solid 9s — there’s a good reason her sister was my oneitis), and yes, she definitely knows who I am and about my previous lame behavior, and so far, I’ve been pretending I don’t know who she is. She also seems to know the staff pretty well.

    I’m pretty good now at dealing with hot chicks — but this particular situation has me rather at a loss due to this prior history.

    Also, one of my exes from last year, who had dumped me to get back with her on-again-off-again boyfriend, has reemerged and wants to meet up. Heh. I have GBFM on the mind at this point.

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  45. on August 17, 2013 at 6:40 pm Epicurean Stoic

    My go to comment for this sort of situation is to say “Nobody’s perfect” in a calm, off-handed way then just go back to what you were talking about. Encapsulates indifference quite nicely.

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  46. This has to do with a far-too-rarely discussed aspect of getting women – gaining respect among males in your peer group. Women do NOT want a man who is not respected in his peer group, even if they were attracted to him at one point.

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  47. on August 18, 2013 at 3:00 am gunslingergregi

    got my dick sucked listening to this it was surreal
    sublime something
    it was good
    and god said let there be ho’s and he saw that sometimes they good

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    • on August 18, 2013 at 3:03 am gunslingergregi

      ever have one of those days when ya cum for 5 min and the chick don’t stop yea that’s a bad day turned good

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  48. on August 18, 2013 at 3:15 am gunslingergregi

    life story bla bla
    your no doubt ready for bed you don’t sleep either you slept good with me
    me yea I did
    chick I know I did too
    me tucks chick in there ya go
    chick omg
    me yes
    chick I could be kissing you right now
    me possible
    chick and a whole lot more
    me oh yea
    chick lol I like the whole lot more
    chick you will be dreaming of me when you sleep
    me look at you throwin subliminal messages
    chick lol your funny just predictions
    me maybe if I get sucked off 5 times then you will be in there with the legends
    he he he
    chick possible
    chick they will not be legends anymore
    me lol
    chick you will see
    me oh shit
    chick I predict 7 times
    me holy I could die
    chick hold on for the ride lol
    me he he he
    chick I can make ya feel so good that you will only think of me
    me got them skills huh ill let ya try
    chick I have skills

    ok so looks like making of serial stalker/ murderer of me
    how do I run that fine line between the emotional roller coaster and taking her around the world and also not turning her into a maniac

    only slept with her one night he he he
    I like the idea of the challenge thought that was good

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    • on August 18, 2013 at 3:22 am gunslingergregi

      punching below my weight but hey I can see how the ho’s feel a bit this chick workin so hard she growin on me lol

      but yea only prob with regular chicks they might have feelings to hurt and I don’t to do that
      I explain im in it to have fun but yea then that becomes a challenge I guess
      life what can ya do jebus

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  49. on August 18, 2013 at 3:42 am gunslingergregi

    drunk need my babykins for a min nope not here when the fuck you ever there for me its rare it happens but its rare

    funny that chick was there for me last time I had a bad day
    picked up the phone when I called and came right the fuck over

    this might not pass jumbotron

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    • on August 18, 2013 at 3:46 am gunslingergregi

      and she gave 200 percent one sided sided love is so fucked up why when ya find love with both sides its nice

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  50. Unrelated to the current topic, but still relevant to the Chateau. File under game observed in the wild, sub-topic: crushing a shit test.

    I missed a connecting flight due to airline incompetence and found myself spending the night in a hotel near the airport. Woke up early this morning to catch the shuttle back to the terminal. Waiting outside for the shuttle and there’s some girl looking slightly strung-out and crying into her cell phone as she tells her friend what happened.

    A couple is in the airport returning from a trip connecting to another flight. She starts arguing with the guy for no reason. He tells her to drop it. She continues, and continues. And continues. Guy tells her to shut up. She freaks out and starts screaming at him in public, calling him names and cursing. She says she doesn’t even want to travel with him anymore. Guy reaches into his backpack, takes out her wallet, hands it to her and disappears.

    Girl calls him repeatedly and he ignores her, refusing to answer her calls before finally turning his phone off. Girl is hysterical by the time she reaches this point in her story. She keeps saying she’s never going to speak to him again, but she obviously can’t stop talking about the guy and is going to do some serious stalking. Girl somehow finds herself chain smoking and weeping in front of my temporary lodging while airing this story for all to hear in a horrible horrible horrible upper midwest accent. Why didn’t she just check herself in to her flight home and return? Can’t say, but this is a woman we’re talking about and logic is her natural enemy. At least she wasn’t fat.

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    • on August 18, 2013 at 12:21 pm gunslingergregi

      yea that kind of thing happened to me on thanksgiving when I wouldn’t take chick to a family gathering as punishment
      she went completely and totally batshit on the phone and called me prob over a hundred times and crazy cause there was gonna be chicks I knew there
      thing is I ended up in jail that night and she prob set it up although she did regain senses and got me out but still

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  51. This post alludes to frame-control, which is a fundamental component of game, and more generally, being a high status male.

    That XX is trying to frame the situation, attempting to muddy your persona with a playful, yet merciless insult. If she wins, you’re a creep, and we all know the creep is the lowest form of human being.

    A&A wins out here in your cases. Own the frame. The line does seem a bit convoluted and therefore could have been prone to a some stuttering or losing the baying audiences attention.

    Other punchy responses, delivered with a bravado and nonchalance, could include:

    ‘I try’

    ‘Indeed’

    ‘Touche’

    ‘Me likey creepy’

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  52. on August 18, 2013 at 10:46 am Corporal Hicks

    That guy crushed her challenge because he knows women’s one weakness, the one thing they cannot and will not tolerate: being ignored.

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    • on August 18, 2013 at 12:12 pm gunslingergregi

      i’d say being replaced is up there
      chick said if I took down the pictures she drew me she would burn my house down and I move another chick in she will burn it down with us in it but she prob just joking

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  53. Example A is the “feminists'” pet beta boys being even more butthurt than their masters lately, even using words like ‘patriarchy.’

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  54. Good poast, as defensiveness just comes off as weakness, for only the weak are defensive; Another thing I’d add is it’s okay to be aggressive as a defensive posture, but only if it won’t be perceived that way; so a pre-emptive, passive-aggressive insult (think of the way Nucky Thompson, or better yet, that fat guy Van Alden works with at his clothing iron sales company in “Boardwalk Empire”) against a guy who may be moving in on your opportunity–but it must be played cool, it must be done without malice, and it has to be done from the vantage point of a friendly jab, even if your intent is to expose inherent insecurities in your target.

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  55. Seattle libs are going to stop gun crime with signs that say “no guns please”

    http://f2bbs.com/bbs/show_topic/841633

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    • http://www.katu.com/news/local/Beating-charges-for-man-police-say-caught-attempting-to-sexually-assault-6-year-old-220228131.html

      “PORTLAND, Ore. – When mom Emily Collar got up in the middle of the night to turn off the air conditioner, she saw something strange and terrifying: A man was lying next to her goddaughter in bed.

      Police said the man was attempting to sexually assault the 6-year-old girl.

      Collar alerted her husband and that’s when he and another roommate took on the intruder, giving him a beatdown of a lifetime.”

      From the comments: “They should have just posted a “no sexual assaults” sign.”

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    • Looks like Seattle will need “no guns please” signs for the parks as well.

      http://f2bbs.com/bbs/show_topic/842168

      ‘SEATTLE — A Seattle man accused of holding a stranger at gunpoint during a chance encounter at Green Lake now faces hate crime and assault charges.

      King County prosecutors claim Chikwanha E. Nyashanu pointed a pistol at a passerby near the Green Lake Community Center and demanded the other man “apologize for all the things white people did to black people.”‘

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  56. Girl: “Eww, that’s so creepy!”

    Me: “That’s not creepy, this is creepy!”
    Then do that thing where it looks you’re pulling your thumb off and putting it back on.

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  57. on August 19, 2013 at 5:30 am Lucky White Male

    Paragraph #1

    Any and every social interaction * will * affect your SMV

    Your SMV determines how hot the poon you can get is.

    Game matters, but the deciding factor is ultimately SMV

    “Everything we do we do for love”

    Jack – “If men are honest, everything we do and everywhere we go is really for a chance to meet women.”

    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/home/moslive/article-1350653/Jack-Nicholson-I-used-feel-irresistible-women-Not-more.html

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  58. The Problem with Men is that they listen to women.

    Women are the most inane talkers, as well as the most accomplished liars, in the universe.

    https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-problem-with-Men-is-that-they-listen-to-Women/138610476349580

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  59. Before I fade into the mists again, there’s one thing I would like to say. The problem with WN’s of the sort that are plaguing the comments now is not that they love their people, but that they feel threatened by others. To show that one feels threatened by the presence of others is, I’m sorry to say, gamma.

    So please, for the love of European men who are not crybabies, stop making yourselves look like rejects crying about being rejected.

    Thank you.

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    • The only thing plaguing the comments here are you snarky darkies threatened by the idea of not having YT to act as host for your parasitic selves.

      You call those of us wanting to preserve the existence of our people and securing a future for white children crybabies?

      What the f*ck have YOUR ilk been doing since the Civil War?

      Indeed, what are you doing now, but whining about WN?

      Our survival is NOT negotiable, you disingenuous tub of darkness.

      Now, fade away… there’s a good girl… you’re dismissed.

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      • Let me ask you something.

        Did an African crying about what has been done to him by Europeans ever make him seem stronger to you?

        How do you figure that will work out for you then?

        Your survival is dependent on your ability to adapt, not your ability to whine. So get to adapting, and start by not crying about irrelevant illusions that nobody with an above sheep level perspective gives two shits about.

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      • Did an African crying about what has been done to him by Europeans ever make him seem stronger to you?

        Disingenuous much?

        Seems like all that crying about slavery and Apartheid got the negro what he wanted…. with a little help from his (ahem)white friends, that is.

        How do you figure that will work out for you then?

        We already know how any appeals to justice and humanity will work when the shoe is on the other foot… which is why we won’t be asking for any quarter nor debating further the merits of the WN cause… anyone with ears to hear and eyes to see know it’s either going to be fight or perish for the white man.

        This isn’t whining, negress… this is a clarion call to gather what souls we have left with the stomach for the fray and the most glorious cause of all… a future for white children.

        We’re not waiting around to be “allowed” have have a homeland… no more so than the very country whose hospitality you claim to be enjoying.

        We’re preparing so that when the time is ripe, and the giant shows his feet of clay, we’ll be there to lop him off at the knees and attempt a new beginning… or die trying.

        And in these early stages, part of the battle is psyops… and showing the Cathedral, and your darky stooges thereof, that thanks to Cyberia, it’s no longer a monopoly on who gets to speak their mind and tell their side of the story.

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      • Fuck you’re ignorant. I don’t even know where to begin tearing this apart.

        You should really talk more to actual African activists.

        …but you won’t.

        Die then. I can’t make myself care anymore about tools.

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      • Deflection noted, babbaloney negress.

        Out, damned (dark) spot!

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      • Fine, idiot.

        Life in South Africa has not significantly improved for Africans in general, only the leaders, as usual.

        Mandela, Mugabe, and many others proclaiming to be fighting for Africans are frauds, as usual.

        All over the world, the easiest way to get people to follow along with whatever you want is to claim to be working for them. It’s classic bait and switch. If you fall for it (which most people do) you’re a sheep (like most people). If you believe that these leaders are really somehow miraculously different from the ones filling your country with hostile immigrants, and really did make things better just because the television tells you so, then you are (like most people) a sheep. You’re a sheep bleating based on a silly notion that somehow someone anywhere managed to become a powerful politician not on the backs of their followers.

        You’re just as much a believer in the “magical negro” as any liberal.

        I’s gon’ lead mah peepulz to da promised lan’. LOL!

        Like I said before, the way to prove superiority is to actually be superior. If you’re at the same level of stupidity as the dumb people who thought Mandela was going to make them no longer have to work for Europeans, and food was magically going to appear on their table and whatever, then you have no chance of fighting your true enemy, who is the same as theirs.

        So you can get into the fray, get on the top, and be a benevolent king or close enough, or you can stay down with the rest of the peasants. There is no other way because of human nature.

        …and honest to whatever you think is god, broadcasting your moves is a really dumb idea because it makes you easier to identify…and in your case, it assures them and people who think like them (even if we don’t feel like them because we don’t consider you actual cattle) that you are still very much harmless to the status quo.

        If they thought you were a threat you would be in jail already.

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      • Damn…all this anger because fighting and at least getting to a position of status where your words have some impact is alpha, and whining is not.

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      • You snark about whining because you can’t tell the difference between righteous anger at your negro bloviating… babble which itself nothing more than whining about WN and those of us who dare stand up and talk against the Cathedral.

        I told you and your fellow travelers before, you’re not entitled to your own dictionary.

        You were dismissed, Hattie. Now avaunt.

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      • It’ll be alright, Billyjoebob. I’m happy to let you believe that you’re standing up for something just because your legs are straight while you’re bending over to take mainstream media misinformation up the ass since that’s apparently where your brain is.

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      • Here’s a clue (and I’ve said this so many times before): the most aggressive sheep is not a wolf.

        Being angry about the lies you’re being told, while believing those lies to be true, is a whole other world from being angry about being lied to.

        You believe the lies, and what you believe makes you angry, and you think that expressing this anger about crap makes you a “white nationalist”.

        Maybe you don’t need to talk to African activists who actually know what is going on, and that being “negro” doesn’t count for shit in or out of Africa, as far as whether or not anyone is oppressed. You can just ask any real nationalist in Europe how much being “white” ever mattered in the way of being oppressed.

        Hell, if they were ever not oppressed, they wouldn’t have the problem if hostile immigrants now. The latter happened because of the former, not the other way around.

        Logic, man. Logic.

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    • on August 19, 2013 at 11:57 am gunslingergregi

      so you don’t think white people threatened?
      look at Cummings talking bout white trash but he wouldn’t talk about a minority trash would he prob not

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      • It doesn’t matter whether you’re threatened or not. If you are, then welcome to the club.

        The point is that constantly whining about it is weak. It’s weak no matter what color you are, so join the club in that too.

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      • What’s weak is your broken-record rhetoric, full of sound and fury, but signifying nothing.

        It’s easy to snark about your opponents being “weak” from the safety of your keyboard… you babbling cow.

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      • I don’t consider you an opponent.

        I consider you part of the flock that I would like to assist the blogger in teaching the way of the warrior.

        This is basically what we’re doing here, in case you…well of course you miss the point.

        In hard times, when the elite has become to big for their breeches, every swingin’ dick, literal and proverbial, is needed to press for the natural order. The natural order, being what it is, will eventually press itself, but since this has resulted in the extinction of many other species and “races”, we have no reason to believe that we are in any way exempt.

        Belief in exemption or that there should be exemption from the natural order is the chink in “your ilk’s” armor. It has been and will continue to be your downfall if you persist in this mentality.

        Worse, because of a temporary and purely social advantage (because you have no physical advantages outside of colder environments, and are losing the ability to endure the disadvantages because you fail to use your ancestral traditions to push the expression of important genes) you spread this mentality to others who can and will overrun you in time, operating under the same psychogenic cancer.

        I like to attack the source of the disease rather than endlessly hacking away at the symptoms. So I ask you please stop encouraging such weakness among your own and others. Please.

        One of the saddest things in the world is to see a warrior fall by his own hand…to endure suffering and injury in conquest, right or wrong, and make it to the top, be the king, and then be blinded by the trickery of his own sons.

        Though I believe “white privilege” to be an illusion, it was at least some reason for you to have a seed of belief that you were worth serving, at least by your women. Now things have changed, and the illusion is crumbling, find a new reason god damnit. Or at least don’t let your actual opponents hear your wailing.

        What ever others are doing is no excuse for you and damn sure not a good example to follow.

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  60. CH, I don’t like your current management team. I think I’ve made that obvious. But now I’m making a sincere request. Rather than rallying men to the poolside, please consider USING YOUR POWER to affect positive change. Believe me, I get how easy it is to become despondent about the trends we face—I get it. However, you have built up considerable cache with the public—much more than MOST MSM sources. YOU and the MS have become mega-trends in their own right (as opposed to years ago, when the MS was a backwater). A wonderful achievement—good for you. And yes, I understand why you have maintained your poolside demeanor over the years—in the face of oblivion, it can be easier to simply step away and watch it all fall down. (Matt King, grating as many of you think he is, is a good lesson for all of us on the matter of FAITH, whatever your faith may be. Look at the dude. The world stacked against his beliefs, he plugs away, day after day. This is a great lesson for one’s game, even, which I think is his larger point.)

    But now, CH, check this out: YOU’RE WINNING (not on my level, but in the larger mass level, yes, you are winning). I humbly suggest that if you are sincere about your level of care for the rest of us, that you NOW go on the offensive, with rabid intensity. We will follow you. Yes, even me. Instead of celebrating the collapse poolside and regaling in how fucked up our lives are, please rally us to the positive reconstruction on the other side. You’re capable of that. WE’RE READY FOR IT. Take everything you’ve built over these many years, and redirect it from commentary to the stark offensive. I’m quite sure that you will have an army at your back. Yes, you do in fact wield that level of power. We don’t want to lose. We want to win. Lead us to one of many victories to come, please.

    Also, please allow me to extend this urge to the rest of the MS—Rollo, Roosh, Krauser, et al.

    Gentlemen, we are NOW officially winning. It’s time to double down on that. (I’ve never said this before, because it was never the right time, before. Go right now and INVADE your respective communities. It won’t be easy. They WILL judge you. Make no mistake, there WILL be casualties. However, in the end, they will love you. Humans love truth, once it settles upon them.) INVADE the sites of our enemies and give them what for. Believe it. Own it. Dominate the enemy. Take the offensive. Ally with each other. Right now. Windows like this come around once, maybe twice, in a lifetime. Don’t fuck it up. NOW is the time. We can actually defeat this, right now. All of you, put your body against the machine, and halt it. Nihilism: pfew. Please. Nihilism = SUBMISSION TO THE ENEMEY.) No more division. No more splintering. We are either on the same team, as men who want to live in a better world, or we are selfish pricks out for our own self-interest, and nothing more. (You NEED other allied men in your life. It’s how our species is wired.) I’m telling you—the community—that RIGHT NOW is the time. Get aggressive. Whatever communities you inhabit, take it to them, with no apology (it won’t be easy at first, but in the end, they will love you for it.) Every single little bitty attack that YOU launch on the enemy, will have an effect. Do it, pussy.

    Look, I can analyze WHY the MS is splintering. But, you know what? That analysis serves none of us. Far better that we put our egos aside and reunify. I’m telling you, NOW is the time to attack. All of you, go for the jugular, RIGHT NOW. If ALL OF YOU go for the jugular over the next 30 days, we will KILL the enemy. If you remain tepid, not so much. Much better to unleash your testosterone and attack.

    CH, if you choose merely to keep your readership poolside, we will be forced to read into that.

    For those of you who are so despondent that you reflexively respond to this comment with negative snipes and snarks, I understand. You inhabit the world that I live in. Believe it or not, I pray for your well-being. Stick around anyway, it’s going to get very fun here, shortly. We WILL rout out these parasites.

    I will also post this on other sites, to circumvent censorship.

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  61. I went through a certain period of time where people were constantly bringing up how I was a monotone. I got angry every time and our relationships were never the same again. One of them even asked me about something a few weeks later that irked the shit out of me. I remember he had called me 4 separate times one day. I didn’t pick up the 1st 3 times. The 4th, I picked up and flipped out when he mentioned how he wanted ME to help him get a job. There was no any fucking way I was gonna do that and I didn’t.

    It felt good to go off like that.

    The last time he saw me, I could see he was scared as shit. I didn’t get close but I could just see it. I was 50/50 on whether or not I was gonna go up to him and start something. I didn’t btw but that’s just one story. I have a few more but you get the point by now.

    P.S I’ve worked through the whole monotone problem now but I don’t talk much to any of those people to this day.

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  62. gunslingergregi you no speaky da English mahnnn

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