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Taylor Swift Writing New 50 Shades of Grey Song

It’s like all my Taylor Swift fantasies are coming true right in front of my eyes.

I dated a Taylor Swift look-a-like once. And yes, she was a huge Taylor Swift fan herself.

Is there anything more wonderful in life than the thought of Taylor Swift, in one of her outfits, looking up at you saying, “what are you going to do with that belt?” I can’t think of any.

All you conspiracy theorists out there – yes, we do go to parties and wear masks and do sexy stuff. The ladies love it.

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Owning, Spanking, and Tickling Women

Jim at http://blog.jim.com recently wrote an ignorant, deceitful, and completely bullshit article about 9/11. The commenters suggested that someone put him up to it. It’s likely a fair assumption he’s lying because he has to – he’s clearly not stupid enough to believe any of it.

But Jim has some things very right, especially on women. He writes constantly about spanking women, even beating women, and the nature of women and “Pauline marriage” – i.e., the Christian ideal of marriage that was commonplace until maybe 75 years ago.

I can’t help but be partial to a man who understands wife spanking as well as he does – and nothing is funnier to me than reading the comments of men shocked – SHOCKED I tell you – that a man would ever spank his wife, or otherwise dominate her in any way.

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We brand cattle and otherwise mark our property, and if you won’t brand your woman, say, tattoo your name on her ass, she’s like to do something awful like cutting herself. Don’t people realize that regular maintenance spankings take care of this? If they don’t get it in real life, they will read 50 Shades of Grey and Twilight and fantasize about it, or make up pornographic Fraternity Rape fantasies like that woman that Rolling Stone wrote about.

I remember the first time a girl told me she was going to kill herself because I never fucked her. We made out a lot, but never went all the way, for various reasons. So after I stopped paying much attention to her, she called me up one night and told me she had swallowed a bunch of pills because she couldn’t live anymore. I had to call her mom, who of course rushed her to the hospital. Trust me – it was a downer.

Then there was the virgin who after a few months of rogering in the back of her daddy’s SUV, told me what she really wanted was for me to tie her up, blindfolded, and rape her. Look folks – she came from a loving family with a doting step-dad (hmm… well she had never met her biological father. Um, never mind.) She was well-adjusted. My parents loved her and wanted us to get married. She was 16 – and at 16 she was already fantasizing about handcuffs and blindfolds. Sure, I did it, but my heart wasn’t in it – I just didn’t get it.

Another girlfriend – who was literally a sex machine that wanted to do it multiple times a day – she would push and push and push until I grabbed her and held her down and raped her – which usually ended with her smiling and humming to herself as she made us dinner afterwards. I may have had all sorts of second-thoughts and complicated emotional reactions about how I treated her, but she sure as hell didn’t. That relationship ended when I stopped – I just didn’t have the energy into dominating her all the time, and so she basicall wandered off. I was pissed, but instead of dragging her by the hair back to my place, I just sort of started ignoring her and we just sort of drifted apart. The after-break-up sex lasted a few more months but the spell had been broken.

Then there was the waitress who matter of factly told me to put my hands around her throat and stop her from breathing when I was fucking her. Not a lot, just a little. She didn’t want me to kill her or anything. She just needed to be immobilized to the point where she couldn’t even breathe, and that was enough to make her orgasm.

And spanking? Good lord. That even barely counts as kinky. That’s just run of the mill routine. Hair pulling? Holding her wrists down? They show stuff like that on prime-time television, it’s so commonplace.

I – of course – was writing about this stuff since before this blog, and it was a regular feature on this blog since the beginning, and I used to get hassled by the “BDSM community” for pointing out how politically incorrect – not to mention anti-feminist – this stuff really is. It points to an impulse, one that comes from millions of years of evolution, that both hard core feminists – and fake “Christian” Male Church Ladies want to pretend doesn’t exist.

50 Shades, of course, but back ten years ago it was “Secretary” – oh, man, you should have seen the ink spilled about that movie. It was hugely popular among the Fashionable Liberal Women set who watches indie films, but it was just so “problematic” they had to write about it over, and over, and over again.

Go back even more and it’s the Story of O. The literary types were adamant it was written by a man, but of course it was written by a woman – ONLY a woman could have written the story of O.

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Jim may sometimes exaggerate to make a point, but the point remains. Women aren’t men. They don’t think like men, they don’t fuck like men, they don’t react the way men do. And most men don’t understand them.

The only time I ever lost a woman was because I *didn’t* rough her up, I *didn’t* take ownership, I *didn’t* claim her as my property. Women don’t want a boyfriend or a fuck buddy, they want an owner. Sure – lots of women would rather be owned by her boss rather than her husband, but Boss and Secretary is basically their second most common sexual fantasy, just after “kidnapped by a rival gang/warrior, and enslaved in the harem of a slightly but not too exotic foreign chief, where she fucks/births her way to the top of the harem.

Jim’s also right about race, which makes his cucking over 9/11 so much more disappointing, but I guess you can’t win them all.

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Does Henry Dampier Read Hipster Racist?

He must, becaue I’ve been saying much of this for nearly two years now:

http://www.henrydampier.com/2015/04/explaining-pop-kink

Conservatives funnel their children into egalitarian institutions, demand inhuman powers of chastity from their children, and then become shocked — just shocked — when the impossible rules result in their cheerleader daughter getting a big belly without knowing who the father is. The absurdity of expecting inhuman levels of restraint from people is also mirrored by the leftist reign of regulations in sexual harassment. Men and women must be forced to be the same, and any outburst of natural attraction is to be punished by the full force of the legal system.

But the article is really about “pop kink” and as usual, he gets it wrong. I almost feel like I might accidentally come across as one of those obnoxious, politically correct Professional Kinksters talking about informed consent and safewords, but like most people, Dampier is reading a bit too much into “kink” and thus, in many ways, missing the significance.

Yes, kink is a place (the only place?) where it’s ok for a feminist or a leftist to act out traditional gender roles. At least among my set, BDSM was, essentially, a long running dirty joke. Take any sort of scenario, and turn it into some “scene.” BDSM was nothing but regular sexy times with the ladies wearing more fashionable clothes. There were a few people we knew that were into it a bit more “hardcore” than others but only the “community” feels as if it is some sort of “identity.”

De Sade’s Justine really has no connection to BDSM. It’s been a while since I’ve read it, but I seem to remember Justine was a philosophical piece about atheism with a torture-murder scene. The utterly awful 2003 film “Quills” was an attempt to turn De Sade into a Kinkster Philosopher Ahead of his Time but it was nothing but pure historical revisionism, as well as a total snoozefest.

No one has ever explained to me what is so terrible about bondage – have people really never tied up their ladyfriend or blindfolded her? They like the suspense. What do you think those fuzzy handcuffs at the novelty store are for? Spanking? Spanking is half sexy and half funny. Are we really going to suggest that is somehow “perverted?” Dominance and submission? Goodness, folks, that is in the Bible. It’s actually a commandment and the Christian ideal of marriage.

From what I can tell, the main hangups people have are pain and humiliation. All I can say is that people often have a complex relationship to pain. Pain is an inevitable part of life, applying pain in a controlled way can be comforting. Pain is sort of the opposite of pleasure, and each thing evokes its opposite. Have you ever had a really good deep tissue massage? You know how it hurts, yet feels really good at the same time?

Humiliation? OK, have you ever had a fight with your ladyfriend then had really great makeup sex afterward? You know, she pushes and pushes and you yell at her. It’s kind of humiliating to her when you put her in her place, but she kind of enjoys it when you take charge. The hilarious “Break Feminazis” scenarios on reddit are all the same basic gimmick, “uppity feminist Wonder Woman gets put in her place by a Real Man.” It’s like competitive comedy writing; it just so happens that many, many feminists actually get really aroused by it.

All the rest of BDSM is just costumes and role-play.

The other thing people don’t get is that, generally speaking, BDSM is a woman’s thing. BDSM scenarios are pretty much the number two fantasy of women, after the sort of standard “Prince Charming rips my bodice.” There are more women into it than men. In fact, it’s all rather understandable from a pop evolutionary pscyhology perspective as well.

I can assure you folks, 50 Shades of Grey is not a harbinger of the Decline and Fall of Western Civilization. It’s a throw away piece of girl porn with some spanking in it. Good grief.

The real issues that the West has is not that lots of girls think it’s sexy to be tied up and spanked, it is economic and social changes that have made marriage and family formation all but out of reach of the working class. Fix that problem and you’ll fix the fertility problem.

As for the divorce issues, it’s really simple and it is, in fact, kind of related to BDSM, at least, power in relationships. The court system gives wives a financial incentive to blow up their marriages. The court essentially hands a woman a grenade and says, “now don’t use this unless you really, really need to.” She now has the power in the relationship.

Imagine a hypothetical future in which wife-spanking was completely legal and accepted. I’m not kidding. A hypothetical future society where a husband was unequivocally in charge of his family, the Head of Household, and if he had to, he could take his wife over his knee and spank her as punishment.

If that scenario immediately makes you think, “that’s just awful. Husbands would just be abusing their wives for no good reason,” well, congrats, you are either a feminist or a conservative, as if all men, most men, or even a really significant minority of men actually like to abuse the women they love. These are the women they have pledged their entire lives to, the future mother of their children, and feminists – and conservatives – think men are just so evil and so awful that it is inevitable they would abuse their power, thus, men cannot be entrusted with any power at all. In fact, it would be better if the wife were in charge. (Hmm, perhaps traditional conservatism is actually full of submissive men. Apparently C. S. Lewis liked his wife to dominate him in bed.)

On the other hand, if that scenario makes you think, “goodness that’s hot, I would be so turned on if my man turned me over his knee when I was acting up,” email hipsterracist@yahoo.com for a good time.

50 Shades Of What’s The Big Deal? (Actual Film Review)

So I finally saw 50 Shades of Grey and all I can think is, really, what’s the big deal?

First of all, it was a pretty good romance movie. The acting was ok, Anastasia looked really hot naked and tied up, and my lady friend just would not stop talking about how great Mr. Grey looked with his shirt off. She was all but humping my leg half way through.* We went to an early showing with only a handful of people there, mostly overweight women by themselves. You could almost smell them getting wet.

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The movie is pure girl porn. Mr. Grey’s acting was straight out of a daytime soap opera – ultra-masculine yet highly emotional. The one scene of him getting angry and yelling is diddle-worthy for women. I don’t think men really understand how women’s fiction works. If you want to understand women and how they see men, watch a day-time soap opera. In men’s fiction, the good guys wear white hats, the bad guys wear black hats, and the good guys win in the end.

In women’s fiction, the men characters are far more ambiguous. In a soap opera, the men go from good guys to bad guys and back again – just like in real life. At no time, either in their good phase or their bad phase, are they “not men.”

The basic plot line is Super Studly Hot Billionaire falls madly in love with Average Everygirl and must have her. The cheesiest line has to be “I am incapable of leaving you alone.” For all the crap about the relationship being “abusive” and him “stalking” her, really the only creepy part was when he showed up at a restaurant Anastasia and her mother were at. I’ve even read some bookstores refused to sell the book because it “romanticizes an abusive relationship.” The ever-obnoxious “BDSM Community” of course is constantly complaining that it’s not “healthy BDSM” but whatever – it’s fiction. Real life is never about some negotiated “scene” and “role playing.” Life is messy and relationships even more so.

The BDSM was handled about as well as you would expect for a mainstream Hollywood film. He ties her up in his “Red Room of Pain.” For all the “beta boys” that don’t get it, when a woman is tied up, she gives up all of her control and just relaxes. She can’t do anything anyway, and whatever her Dom is going to do to her next is a surprise. What woman wouldn’t want that? To be the center of attention as a Dominant Stud essentially worships your body? It’s chick crack.

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This may sound a tad sadistic of me (you don’t say!) but the final scene where he spanks her with a belt was a bit of a letdown. She’s counting one to six, but her acting was rather unconvincing – it didn’t seem like it was at all painful and she didn’t react the way a real woman reacts when you beat her ass really hard. No yelping. The spanking scene in Secretary is different – he used his hand, so it’s not really painful as much as it is sensual. But with a belt? You’re damn right she’s going to be crying out in pain. It’s part of the thrill, the involuntary movements, the pleading, the tears. If you are sadistic bastard like me, there is just some utterly primal thrill about the whole thing. The subbie girls love it, especially the “pain sluts.” Remember, there’s a fine line between pleasure and pain and pain releases endorphins.

At one point, Anastasia asks Mr. Grey how many subs he has had – he says “fifteen.” Ana doesn’t blink. I’ve said it before, women despise virgin men as much as men love virgin women. Opposites attract.

I’ve also read one conservative Christian, a few feminists, and even a “manosphere” type claim that the story is some sort of crypto-pedophilia, because Ana is a virgin. All I can say is those people are obsessed with pedophilia and hate the idea of monogamy in general. Deflowing a virgin girl, introducing her to sex – it’s pretty much the best thing ever. I fell head over heels with my first virgin, I couldn’t help it, it was so intimate. I felt I was possessing her completely. Ah, young love.

So Mr. Grey doesn’t “do romance,” he doesn’t sleep with women in his bed, he doesn’t do dates. But, of course, he does all those things for Ana, he breaks every rule for her. She’s able to “heal” him of his anti-romance hangups and gets him to be truly intimate. Of course – it’s a chick flick.

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Best sex scene is when he flips her over and fucks her doggy style. Tying her up with the necktie, that’s good, but I think a belt is better for psychological reasons.

In homage to Icareview, here’s the Ideological Content Analysis:

1. Pro-chastity, pro-virgin. Part of Ana’s appeal is her innocence and her virginity. She is compared favorably to her slutty roommate.

2. Pro-white? All of the characters were attractive white people. The sole exception was a mulatto friend of Ana’s who gets drunk and hits on her. Mr. White Grey rushes up, violently pushes him away and tells him, “She said no!” Yes, you read that right, a Hollywood movie where a White man protects a White woman from a non-White sexually assaulting her. How that got by the politically correct censors, I have no idea.

3. Ambiguous about the BDSM. It was there strictly for titillation. As is usual, they have to give it a back story, Mr. Grey was abused as a child, then became the submissive of a Mrs. Robinson type Dominatrix when he was 15. I really think people vastly underestimate how common it is for adult women to seduce teenage boys. I could tell you stories…

4. Pro-traditional gender roles. Mr. Grey is all masculine, and Anastasia is all-feminine. There’s nothing even remotely suggesting anything other than garden variety traditional heterosexuality. In fact, Dominance/submission is the one place where traditional gender roles are still allowed to be expressed fully.

It certainly wasn’t the best movie, it probably won’t win any awards and no one is going to see it as historically significant or anything, but it was entertaining, had a few truly funny moments, and lots of hot sex. I’ve certainly spent $18 on worse.

The movie too, is pure “red pill.” All you young beta boys that have trouble with girls, go see it. Realize you aren’t going to get away with doing what Mr. Grey does unless you are a billionaire, but believe me. Chances are your girlfriend wants it far rougher than you are giving it to her, and she wants you to be a Real Man, not some simpering beta.

* My ladyfriend insists she was not humping my leg.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fifty_Shades_of_Grey_%28film%29

On January 28, 2015, a campaign in the United States by the National Center on Sexual Exploitation started two petitions to boycott the film’s release. Their website makes more than 50 allegations that the film has a negative impact on the community. It said, “Hollywood is advertising the Fifty Shades story as an erotic love affair, but it is really about sexual abuse and violence against women. The porn industry has poised men and women to receive the message that sexual violence is enjoyable. Fifty Shades models this porn message and Hollywood cashes the check.” By February 7, one of the petitions had garnered more than 53,000 signatures

For fucks sake’s, people, gals love a good hard spanking! It’s sexy! It’s not “violence against women” – it’s one of the most common fantasies women have – right after the Rape Fantasy. Feminists hate women’s sexuality because women tend to be heterosexual and submissive, not the Strong Independent Dykes the feminists want them to be.

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Why They Hate 50 Shades Of Grey

Mr. Grey: “I could hold you to some impossibly high ideal, like Angel Clare, or I could debase you completely, like Alec d’Urberville.”

Anastasia: “Well, if there’s only two options, I take debasement.”

The film version of 50 Shades of Grey came out this weekend, and the media, online and off, is in full hate mode. Full disclosure: I’ve never read it. But my lady friend did, and her opinion was the typical one: poorly written and kind of goofy. I think she was upset it wasn’t really racy enough. For all of the brouhaha about the BDSM, apparently Mr. Grey didn’t even spank Ana all that much.

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On reddit’s conspiracy section, someone asked: why all this hate toward some silly romance novel? The hate and “controversy” over what amounts to “Wuthering Heights with spanking” is somewhat astounding. I realize some in the White Nationalist crowd get their klan robes in a bunch over anything sexual that isn’t married missionary position. Forget the queers and the sluts – even a husband tying up his wife is “degenerate” and caused by “jew porn” and yet another sign of the Total Collapse Of Western Society And Christendom. So, our friends over at the Daily Stormer have added BDSM to their long list of “degeneracy” along with the homos and sluts and miscegenators.

The manosphere types, especially the Christians, often mention that feminism has infected even the right wing conservatives and the Church. White men are “White Knights” – especially the older generation – and automatically cater to whatever women want, acting like “manginas.”

I would posit it’s all of a piece. Sure, traditional conservatives and Christians are not “feminist” in the cultural Marxist sense of the word; believing that women and men are separate “social classes” engaged in the “class struggle” of oppressors vs. the oppressed. But there is a wide and deep habit of “White Knighting” in traditionalist circles – and it is absolutely related to the bizarre hatred toward 50 Shades of Grey – a silly piece of erotica with some spanking and bondage, after all.

Not only does feminism “shame” male sexuality – we’re all rapists, wife beaters and we “objectify” women’s bodies, after all – but so does conservatism and modern Christianity. For the right-wingers, feminists are correct that men are deeply afraid of women’s sexuality. But it’s for a good reason.

If men really knew what turns women on, civilization would come to a halt, because so much of civilization is based on chivalry and wanting to believe that women tend toward monogamy and are attracted to “good men.”

They are not. Quite the opposite, in fact.

When men discuss their own sexuality, they quite often focus on how shallow it is – a nice pair of tits and a round ass. Men will go on and on about how they will “fuck anything that moves” and how men are all “sluts.” But these same men project this quite Victorian notion onto women. You see this in the worst parts of the manosphere, who really do believe – and the feminists have them correctly pegged here – that women want to “trade sex for resources.” The man provides the “resources” and the women pay for it with sex – which the man wants, and the women don’t, really.

Then, when these manosphere men look at how women actually behave – quite the opposite of their Victorian fantasy – they get angry and resentful. They drag the women down from that pedestal they placed her on and disparage her as a “hypergamous slut.”

I feel for women, I really do, because they are only allowed to be a Madonna, or a Whore. There’s never anything in between.

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Of course, the feminists hate 50 Shades of Grey because Ana is submissive and Mr. Grey is dominant. It’s essentially a Patriarchal Rape Fantasy, and feminists hate women’s sexuality even more than Conservative men do. The same feminists that hate the idea of 50 Shades would be praising a similar novel up and down if the roles were reversed. If it was a high powered woman CEO Dominatrix that loves to spank young studly pool boys, the feminists would love it (even though it would leave them drier than the Sahara Desert.) But the fact the novel essentially portrays traditional roles – the man is powerful, the woman is submissive – they hate it.

You will find the worst hate coming from the uber-feminist “BDSM Community.” The “BDSM Community” has done nothing but shriek about 50 Shades of Grey, saying it’s not “real BDSM” – they didn’t even use s safe word!!! – and that it’s really just abuse. The BDSM community keeps hating on the “50 Shaders” – young women interested in BDSM because of reading the novel, and how they “totally have the wrong idea.” Just like hipsters upset that the mainstream has finally caught on to some underground band, the “BDSM Community” feels like it’s losing it’s monopoly on what “real BDSM is” and love nothing more than to morally posture about how everyone else is doing it “wrong.”

Believe me, the “BDSM Community” is more obnoxious than the worst sorts of “Social Justice Warriors” blathering on about “transphobia” and “tolerance for Otherkin.”

Of course, the humorless conservatives, including Christians, are not only afraid of their own penises, but doubly afraid of vaginas, apparently. Bondage? That’s “degenerate!” “Spanking? Only an evil, sick man would be rough with a woman! Sex is supposed to be about tender caresses and the missionary position. My wife in an innocent angel, why, she doesn’t get turned on ever, except when I rub her feet on date night! My daughter is totally chaste and she tells all those nasty boys “no” – she would never purposefully and with malice aforethought seduce a man – especially not an older man! That’s just sick!”

To any man who actually has experience with women, these guys are jokes. I remember these fathers well, from high school and college. They “trusted” their daughters, so no problem her taking the car and meeting up with Sleazy Hipster Boyfriend for some good, clean teenage fun.

Like bowling or watching a movie, you know. Certainly not blowjobs in the car, threesomes and all sorts of raunchy sex. Only “those kinds of girls” do that – “not my wife and daughter.”

You have to laugh.

Women are sexually aroused by power. It doesn’t make any difference whether the man with the power is “good” or “evil” – in fact, I suspect women have an instinct toward “evil men” frankly. Women are sexually aroused by being overwhelmed by that power, to submitting to that power – willingly, or even hotter, unwillingly.

The key part of the Rape Fantasy is that the woman is so desirable that the man, powerful though he is, is in fact, overpowered by her – by his desire for her.

Feminism makes women deeply ashamed of their own sexuality, and that is why the “BDSM Community” was invented. Gals want what they want sexually, so the “BDSM Community” does its best to contain their submissive natures. That is why there is all the obsession with “safe words” and “consent” and “role play.” It has to be “just playing,” “just role play,” and “verbally consented to without duress.”

To feminists, a woman consenting to be tied up and flogged at a sex club is fine – but a wife obeying her husband; that’s sexist misogyny. A woman who is a “slave” in the “BDSM Community” can be collared and made to eat dogfood – that’s just a “kink.” But a girl putting out for her boyfriend to keep him happy – that’s “date rape.”

Conservatives are right, in a sense. Because of women’s hypergamous nature, unleashed female sexuality will destroy a civilization. Monogamy exists for a reason, patriarchy exists for a reason. Patriarchy makes men invest in children, and monogamy is how men are assured that the children are his. Without monogamy and without patriarchy, men have no incentive to invest in the future, in the society, in the tribe. Without Patriarchy and Monogamy, there is no civilization.

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Women are hypergamous, and polygamy is the nature state of humans. Women have little problem sharing a high status man with other women. The wives of wealthy and desirable men have been looking the other way at their husband’s affairs since forever – it’s the natural state of things. Most women would rather put up with cheating from a handsome, wealthy man than be married to a faithful but poor schlub.

The reason we have monogamy is because, left to their own devices, women would share the top 50% of men, and the bottom 50% of men would have no women at all.

Yet, for a society to actually work, you need the bottom half of men. It’s those “betas” that make the trains run on time, not to mention kill the ragheads that are living on top of our oil.

Since reliable, scientific birth control was invented, women have been able to pursue a “double strategy” – the so called “alpha fucks and beta bucks.” By postponing marriage, children, and family formation, women have been able to get sex from men “out of their league” while young, but still be able to find a caring man “in her league” for marriage. Men who object to their wives previous promiscuity are simply shamed as “insecure” and the whole point of giving out free condoms in high school is to make sure that there are no virgins left by the time boys and girls are of marriageable age.

That’s by design, because men might choose the virgins for marriage, thus incentivize women to remain chaste.

This worked for 50 years, until the internet destroyed the consensus, like it has the consensus on so many things. The “manosphere” has sort of let the cat out of the bag. The numbers don’t lie – marriage is a dead institution. If present trends continue – and they almost certainly will – most people will never marry. Fertility will continue to drop like a rock, and more and more men will simply “opt out” of society.

It’s laughable to read the complaints of pseudo-feminist women wondering where all the chivalry has gone. Chances are, women aren’t even going to be taken out on proper dates anymore. For the average men, women have virtually nothing to offer him – but sex. As the days of a wife, a mother to your children, and an exclusive lover are gone, what do women have that men need? Just the sex, that’s it.

You can see the results of this with the increasingly crass attitudes of men toward women, and vice-versa. Many advanced cultures are going through this phenomenon, Japan being a noticeable example, with their “herbivore men” who don’t bother chasing women, never get married, and simply drop out of the culture. They do not contribute to the culture except in the most minimal way, as consumers.

The same thing is happening in the USA, although mass non-white immigration and multi-culturalism obscures the effects somewhat. The bottom is dropping out of the White middle class, and it dropped out of the White working class 30 years ago – exactly at the time when the Sexual Revolution was finally mainstreamed.

This is not a coincidence.

Feminists and Conservative both hate 50 Shades for the same basic reason: it’s an accurate account of women’s sexuality. Feminists hate it because it reminds them that women want “the wrong thing.” Women are supposed to want an “equal relationship with a peer who respects her as a person.” But women tend to actually go for men who are higher status than her, and if he’s “emotionally unavailable” she just wants him more. Conservatives are also upset that women want “the wrong thing.” Women are supposed to want a Good Conservative Christian – you know, like them. Instead, women go for the Bad Men, even men who are “abusive” and they generally don’t get wet for the husband that reads the Bible to her before he gently fucks her in the missionary position. Worse for the conservatives, women are not particularly interested in monogamy. They want one man – at a time – but are always looking for the opportunity to “trade up” and while young, they are in no hurry to marry the Beta Boy Next Door that’s “in her league” – not when she still has access to Studly Hockey Players to gang-bang after practice.

That is where all this hate for a silly romance novel with some bondage and spanking comes from. It’s not about the bondage and spanking.

It’s about power.

That’s why they call it “Power Exchange.”

50 Shades Of Blonde Fraternity Neo-Nazi Cock Raping Your Feminist Va-Jay-Jay

Look folks, I was ahead of the trend, as usual. Jewesses fantasizing about being raped by blonde frato-nazis? Nigras fantasizing about being ravished by KKKlansman?
I did it first.

http://eradica.wordpress.com/2013/06/03/50-pounds-of-heidi/

http://www.politico.com/magazine/story/2014/12/why-we-believed-jackies-story-113365.html

http://www.rollingstone.com/culture/features/a-rape-on-campus-20141119

Need more Hot Rapey Fiction and can’t wait? Read as a sexy undercover FBI agent poses as a hunky hockey player and introduces a young feminist into the Dark Arts of BDSM:

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/15/helpless-holly/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/16/holly-in-harms-way/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/17/hazardous-for-holly/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/18/hollys-heart/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/19/catch-holly/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/20/hurting-holly/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/21/busting-holly/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/07/21/forgetting-holly/

Are you a strong, independent feminist? Read how young feminists are broken and ravished by Sexist Misogynist Pigs in my http://reddit.com/r/breakfeminazis Spanking Stories exclusively at Hipster Racist:

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/01/18/spanking-the-goddess/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/03/04/snow-white-gets-a-spanking-a-fairy-tale/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/2014/02/17/ms-davidsons-attitude-adjustment/

https://hipsterracist.wordpress.com/disciplining-denise

Not quite there yet? Read as a Secret Right-Wing Terrorist Cell Kidnaps Liberal Girls and turns them into domesticated baby factories!

http://hipsterintelligenceagency.wordpress.com/2014/02/28/a-rebels-dangerous-kink-1/

http://hipsterintelligenceagency.wordpress.com/a-rebels-dangerous-kink-2/

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Added bonus: watch as female and “male” feminists tie themselves into knots because they can’t understand *satire*

http://wehuntedthemammoth.com/2014/10/21/these-mens-rights-activists-get-off-literally-by-fantasizing-about-sexually-humiliating-feminists/comment-page-2/#comments

Good lord almighty … the lack of self-awareness of the leftards is an astonishing thing sometimes.

Ninth Grade Physics: A Thought Experiment

Which falls first, and how fast?

It ain’t rocket science, folks. This is ninth grade physics, you don’t need a PhD, or any fancy sort of education. This only requires high school level physics.

All the rest of the bullshit is just that – bullshit.

So, look around. Ask yourself, who is pulling your leg? Who is trying to get you to believe bullshit?

“Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.” — Voltaire.

http://www.reddit.com/r/911truth/comments/2mfhia/a_simple_thought_experiment_re_twin_towers/

http://www.reddit.com/r/conspiracy/comments/2mfh6o/a_simple_thought_experiment_re_twin_towers/

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Why Women Love Me But Hate You

So Little Miss Fuck and Run – 24 years old, by the way – well she tells me she’s reading 50 Shades of Grey. So, of course, she wants to try it. Ten minutes later, I had her hands tied to her bedposts, she’s blindfolded and I’m smacking her ass really, really hard.

Good lord is was *so fucking hot* for both of us.

A year later, rinse and repeat with a new one – Yoga Ass. She liked me so much she had my baby.

See, you beta boys don’t get it. You think it’s weird and kinky – you think it’s some porn thing, that if you watch a bunch of porn, you’ll start to like flogging women.

But don’t worry, that will never happen. You are either born with it, or you are not. The fact you are “betas” and women despise you – it is precisely because you don’t have a taste for controlling women and being rough with them. Women *love it* – most of them. All of them, I’m convinced. Blindfolds, restraints, spanking, hair pulling – they love it. To them, it’s just a good night. But you betas – you boys that are shy around women or whatever – eh, well, somebody has to do all the work while us “alphas” fuck your women.

Now, I’m older, I’m not the young slutty stud I used to be, but the story of one year of my life is far more interesting than the story of your entire life.

They call it “power exchange” and it is when you have all the power, and the woman has no power. She’s literally hog tied, unable to move. You can do anything you want to her. Women, see, they love the suspense, they tie themselves in knots (!) thinking, anticipating what awful, horrible things her Alpha Sadist is going to do to her. Will it hurt? Probably. Will it be humiliating? Certainly. And it will make her come harder than she ever has, and when she is in bed with her Beta, it will give her something to fantasize about.

So their little yelps of pain, the involuntary jerks, the way their little butt muscles tense up, the way they twist around on their toes – fuck fuck fuck it makes me fucking hard. Can’t help it. I don’t know why, it just is.

See, guys like us, we’re really just doing a public service. You should like, pay us.

See, it used to be a secret. “Our little secret” we called it. You could tell the gals that were into it, because they would usually signal it someway. Those were the ones that knew what they were. Many gals need to be introduced to it, and sure they are scared at first, but that just adds to the hotness.

Now, the dim-witted Church Ladies will scream about “jew porn” but the reality is, they like it too, they just like to keep up appearances.

So 50 Shades brought it all out of the closet. You’ll notice that virtually every woman read it. Even though it is supposedly terribly written, they still bought it. It’s a massive bestseller.

I have to laugh at the Nazitards at places like Daily Stormer, full of betas whining about how women are sluts – that’s just jealousy. Women are sluts – for guys like me – and they are chaste virgins for guys like you. See how that works? The Nazitards actually wrote an anti-50 Shades article, a bunch of betas posing as “family values” types wanking it to stories of white sluts they wish they could have. Lulz.

I’ve never even had a “third date” – in fact, I’ve barely had a second date. Because I’m the “bad boy.” Frankly, it’s s burden, but someone has to do it. You certainly aren’t giving your woman what she wants.

So, I will.

You’re welcome.

50 Pounds of Heidi

Originally published here: http://eradica.wordpress.com/50-pounds-of-heidi

In France they call it a "Royale with cheese."
In France they call it a “Royale with cheese.”

“That asshole Morris never knocks,” Heidi thought, as she locked the office door. She went back to her desk, sat down, grabbed the computer’s mouse, and clicked “Next.”

Dear Heidi,

Thanks for all you do fighting racism and oppression. As a strong Black woman, I can’t believe that here it is in 2013 and we still have ignorant hateful racists. Just last month while driving south to Florida I stopped at an All American Convenience Store on I-95, and was reminded yet again of how far we have to go in this country. There was a white man, about 6 foot 3, muscular, with brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a Confederate flag on his muscle shirt! I couldn’t believe it. He glanced at me, and immediately I froze. I felt his micro-aggressions all over my body. I felt as disempowered as a slave girl cowering in front of mean Mr. Charlie, while he leers at me, whip in hand, as if I was his property. As if he owned me.

He glanced at my body, his eyes moving from my legs to my eyes, and he spoke: “Howdy, ma’am.” His accent made it sound like “Howdy, mammy” and I felt ashamed, reminded of the legacy of slavery and my lack of power and privilege. I felt invisible, desexualized, as if I was just an Aunt Jemimah, stereotyped as a non-sexual being. As if we needed any more proof that racism continues to divide us and keeps us from coming together.

Sincerely,

Tanisha Jackson

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But come back later after we close.

Heidi was unimpressed. The reality was so different than her early ideas of what fighting racism would be like. She had imagined Ku Klux Klansmen, three at a time, riding up on their horses, snatching her up, and ravishing her in the woods; that moment when the robes came off – but the hoods stayed on (the hoods ALWAYS stayed on!)

Or Neo-Nazis, with their Hugo Boss uniforms and black boots, spanking her with their little leather whips, calling her a “dirty little jewess” and forcing her to say things, bad things. Naughty things no Jewish girl should say. Making her do things – want to do things! – things she had never even done with Tony the Italian boy who had lived near NYU. And she had done things with Tony she could never tell the rabbi! Ari just wouldn’t understand anyway.

But the last neo-nazi they found was a mild mannered accountant with a wife and kids. An accountant – like Uncle Abbie! That was not what she had in mind!

She clicked “Next.”

Dear Heidi,

I would like to draw your attention to a new form of virulent racism that is going under the radar of anti-hate activists. Hipster racism. Hipster racism is just like regular racism except it’s “ironic” but is still used to marginalize and isolate people of color, especially, women of color.

Last week in Brooklyn I was at the coffee shop with my friend from class, Andrew, who happens to be white. Two white girls he knows sat down with us. When a song by a white artist came on, they all seemed to know it. I just asked who it was, and one of the white girls said “Rihanna” and they all laughed. I felt humiliated. Andrew said, “oh don’t pay attention to them, they’re just hipsters” and they all laughed again. I felt excluded, turned into the “other” and reminded of my “place” and how “different” I am.

Sincerely,

Maria Gomez

“Hipster racism?” Heidi thought. She had heard about “hipsters,” fashionable urban whites with exclusionary and elitist attitudes. Heidi leaned back, and imagined herself in Brooklyn, at a private, luxury aerobics studio. Her instructor, Mr. H., tall, thin, with lean muscles. Cocky enough, he was wearing glasses that she knew weren’t prescription, but the moustache! Narrower than a cop moustache, but just wide enough it wouldn’t arouse (ooh!) too much suspicion. But she knew! She wiggled in her seat and closed her eyes …

Hotter than a bad yenta's dream.
Hotter than a bad yenta’s dream.

She had been on the treadmill forever, she felt. Hours. Days. Time had lost all meaning. Her entire body ached, and soaked in sweat, her panties were even more moist under her sweatpants. She burned all over.

Smack! She felt his hand smack her ass, hard. Hard enough she let out an involutary moan. Her breath ragged, her voice hoarse, barely able to speak she begged softly, “please, I can’t! I have to stop!”

Smack! “Ooh, ow!” she shrieked.

Mr. H spoke. “You don’t stop until I say you stop.”

“Yes, sir,” she replied meekly.

“I own you, Heidi. You signed the contract. Until I get my 50 pounds, you are my property. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir!”

“It’s not kosher to be a fat little piggy, now is it, Heidi?” Smack!

“Oh, no, I’m sorry Mr. H.”

Just when she could take no more, he turned off the treadmill. She stepped off, stumbled to him, and sank down to her knees, her zaftig figure jiggling as she hit the floor, hard.

“Well your next meal won’t be kosher either!”

“Yes, sir, yes please!” She moaned. She looked up into his prussian blue eyes. Opened mouth and drooling slightly, she reached up, unzipped his ridiculously skinny jeans, and fumbling around, finally felt the warmth of his fat, uncircumcized member. She wanted to devour him – she was hungry for him. She enveloped him with her lips, hungrily taking him into her famished mouth.

Heidi moaned at her desk. Squish squish.

“You like that, don’t you, Heido Ho!”

“Yes! Yes!” she cried out.

Fat Camp for Cutie
Fat Camp for Cutie

Squish squish.

The knock on the door startled her, but she was too far along to stop now.

“Mrs. Beirich, we’ve got that Aryan Brotherhood member in Corcoran Prison you wanted to interview, line two. The one with the facial tatoos?”

“Yes! OK, just a minute!”

Squish squish.

Mmrhf.