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Gender Critical

I have a morbid fascination with the Gender Critical reddit forum. It’s a “radical feminist” forum, and many on reddit consider it a “hate sub.”

It really is just the female version of the “Red Pill” or the “Men’s Rights Activists” or even the “Incels.” They pretty openly hate men, and admit it in a way that the “misogynist” subs would never admit they hate women.

Many on reddit do label Gender Critical a “hate” sub, but not because they hate men – because they don’t consider “transgendered” men women. They refuse to accept the propaganda phrase “Trans women are women.”

Of course, it’s obvious that “trans women are women” is false. If it were true it wouldn’t need the “thought terminating cliche.” “Trans women” are just men wearing dresses. Those that undergo “sex reassignment surgery” are still men, just mutilated men, men with enhanced circumcision that have been poisoned with artificial estrogen – just like Alex Jones’ Gay Frogs, in fact. (OMG – ALEX JONES WAS RIGHT!)

I just can’t help but feel some sympathy for these women. They are right about “transgendered.” They are right about men’s “objectification” of women. AFAIK, homosexual men “objectify” men. It’s just testosterone.

So these women hating men for male biology really are the equivalent of men hating women for female biology.

The Gender Critics are also mostly correct about “gender” too. “Sex” is a biological reality, “gender” is a social construct. There is nothing “natural” about women wearing skirts – see Scottish kilts. There is nothing “natural” about women shaving their armpits or men having short hair. As someone once posted here, sex roles are not entirely socially “constructed” – instead they are socially reinforced.

Only women can nurse babies, so child care is basically a woman’s job – due to biology. Of course, men can take care of children – historically, men took charge or raising boys at about the age of 7. But child care is a woman’s job precisely because of the biology involved – and only ideological fanatics would object to that.

Ironically, it’s precisely at this point that the Gender Critical Feminists become the biology-deniers they rightly criticize the “transgenders” for.

What draws these women to radical feminism? Some perfectly legitimate objections to prostitution/pornography. But also some illegitimate reasons – such as their shallow hatred of men and their obvious agenda to recruit straight women to lesbianism. Lots of them utterly whine about being “invisible” to men as they age – apparently, they DEMAND male sexual attention, until they get it, then they complain about “objectification” – then when they don’t get it anymore, they complain about “invisibility.”

As they say, women want “fried ice.”

Occasionally, they will step right to the edge of racial reality – they hate men of color too – but they quickly correct themselves.


Women Wear Makeup And Sexy Clothes Because Men Play Hard To Get


I know it may be an unpopular opinion here, but if women have been dressing to attract men in one way or another for the last couple hundred years in western civilization, it’s because they find the men hard to attract. If it was easy, they wouldn’t go through all the bother. If all women took off their makeup and dressed in average clothes, only a small percentage would be considered good-looking by men. Women did not dress in a fashion to sexually attract men back in the day of the arranged marriage. They used to dress more modestly back in the Middle Ages and in previous times. They only started really dressing up once they were expected to find their mates themselves because they felt it wouldn’t work otherwise.

The goal isn’t just to attract a man’s eyes, it’s to get him to make a commitment to marriage. The latter has always been hard for woman. Before the modern era, young people went through a long engagement to find out whether they were compatible or not, and engagements were still broken right and left in those days. In this era, plenty of men refuse to marry or have kids if they can get sex for free without a commitment. The financial investment women make in trying to get a commitment out of a man has always been huge in proportion to her income, when you add in the amount of money spent on clothes, jewelry, hair, and makeup, much of it purchased on a young girl’s working salary, which is never that high at any sort of starter job. In the days of the arranged marriage, many men would refuse to commit if it wasn’t for a financial sum given to him provided by her family, which was called a dowry. Marriage has always been harder for women to achieve than a lot of men understand.

— “Anon”


Don’t make me sing this part of the song,
The lyrics are so bad, so we’re going to skip ahead
To the single ladies part instead…

— Nataly Dawn, Pomplamoose, “Single Ladies”

Bang Gang: The Second Sexual Revolution: No Coloreds, No Fags, No Rape, No Jealousy

Revolution Next

By the 1990s, the AIDS scare was over and everyone realized that the plague was confined to male homosexuals, needle drugs, and Africans. The sexual chill of the 1980s was over: the popular culture of film and music had continued to get more and more explicit – some would say “degenerate” – even while people’s actual behavior had become puritanical. The social shift was centered around the mainstreaming of condoms. The official story was that teenagers were going to have sex anyway so they should use condoms to avoid AIDS and pregnancy.

While the first sexual revolution of the 1960s still had double standards and jealousy, the second sexual revolution had shifted. If everyone was promiscuous, then no one was a “slut.” Since no one was getting married or having children any time soon, teenage relationships were by nature temporary and among peers partners were swapped: Jane dated Billy for a while, then Jane hooked up with Billy’s friend Mike while Jane’s friend Sally started dating Billy. The timeline simply got shorter and the number of partners increased.

So it was only a matter of time until the timeline of the relationships got shorter and the partner swapping more immediate. High school parties where couples would disappear into a bedroom simply evolved into high school parties where more than one couple would be in the bedroom, or on the same bed. Or where there weren’t couples as much as groups.

The Rules

Still, there were some lines that were simply not crossed, at least in the 1990s middle to upper middle class Washington DC suburbs of the 1990s. The rules were essentially non-negotiable:

1. No coloreds. Maybe a half Korean girl would be in the mix occasionally, but like an Abercrombie and Fitch catalog, this was a very White affair. Washington DC, even in the 1990s, was most certainly a racially diverse area, but integrated schools had not led to integrated social circles, and rarely intimacy. All throughout the 1980s Black and White couples were lauded by the media (OJ & Nicole) and the United Colors of Bennetton had spent a decade trying to push a slightly less sexual version of the Abercrombie and Fitch orgy aesthetic, but to no avail.

2. No fags. Male homosexuality was simply not tolerated. This was an era when gays were “coming out of the closet” and TV shows like Friends made it clear that “homophobia” was uncool. Nevertheless, teenage boys, even if they talked the talk, were simply not going to walk the walk. They may not have been going around queer bashing but neither were they going to invited suspected gays, much less out gays, to their parties. And the occasional friend, suspected or known to be gay, that was invited to a social party were simply never invited to the after parties.

Of course “bi-curious” girls were not even considered “lesbian,” merely a form of exhibitionist foreplay.

3. No rape. This was the era of third wave feminism. It was not cool to do something to a girl who was passed out – that passed out girl was your friend. It simply was not considered manly and a rough form of “consent” was expected. Of course “peer pressure” wasn’t considered “coercion” and it would be another decade before concepts like “rape culture” would be popularized – quite possibly precisely because a decade or so of these attitudes created a backlash, and the teenage girls who organized these parties had to regain some plausible deniability.

4. No jealousy. Of course people did get jealous, but no one owned anyone and when people did pair off and form serious couples, they simply didn’t go to the parties anymore. This was in a sense, “sexual utopia in power” and F. Roger Devlin might say. Women – really, girls – were the organizers here. They decided which boys to invite and it was their consent that powered the whole culture.

The Style

The style was rave, baby doll dresses and neo-bohemian. The soundtrack was electronic dance music and alternative rock. The drugs were alcohol, marijuana, and MDMA. (LSD and mushrooms were quite often the initiation into the scene, but those aren’t party drugs.)

No one knew anything about “BDSM” or even what it meant, the blindfolds and bondage were simply party favors, a natural development. There was always a certain “switch” dynamic – both boys and girls could be the one being blindfolded and “worked,” but the few times when an actual male submissive would want some sort of humiliation play, it would skeeve the girls out; he would be labeled a “creep” and no longer invited to the parties.

The age to play? 16.

The Hangover

Of course, as always, standards began to slip after the first generation. LGBT became more militant. Consent became blurry. Jealousy, always present, became more pronounced as “experimentation” morphed into “lifestyle” and the window of opportunity to leave it all behind got smaller. It you’re in the scene from 16-26, you’ve had a decade of experience at temporary “relationships” and zero experience with keeping anything permanent. The color line started to blur, which ruined the entire concept of consent, as consent is a cultural norm, shared among those with the same race and culture. Little sisters were not rebelling against the sexual chill of the 1980s as their older sisters had done, thus had a “starting point” that was much further along than their older siblings.

The impact of internet pornography started to be felt. Before, the parties, the social scene, WAS the initiation – it WAS the porn. Once hard core internet pornography went mainstream, boys – and girls – already had expectations, and the expectations were no longer set by peers in their own social circles, but by professional pornographers and pimps from Los Angeles, always eager to “segment” a market in order to micro-market to fetishes with pin point accuracy.

There’s all the difference in the world between BEING the product, and watching a product being advertised.

The End

What finally killed it off was camera phones and social media. Rumors can be denied, video evidence broadcast instantly to thousands could not.

Toronto Film Review: ‘Bang Gang (A Modern Love Story)’

The Future

As the Unabomber Ted Kazinsky might say, technology affects everything and society gets further and further away from the natural order. Only an industrial society would postpone marriage and family formation long past a biologically appropriate age in order to spend the youth’s most productive years learning to run the machines and push the paperwork. Feeding the machine becomes more important that reproducing the race; the machines become more important than the biology. So society will go back and forth between repression and degeneracy as long as it suppresses biology.

The Onion: Teen Wastes Prime Childbearing Years Going To High School


@Colin Liddell & the Elephant’s Trunk: No Woman Wants to be a “Generic Mother”

The fact that the “Alt Right” doesn’t get about women and fertility: they believe it is natural for women to “want to have babies” and think that feminism is convincing women to not have babies.


But women do not get pregnant by immaculate conception, and they don’t have a “generic” baby when they reach puberty. Women have the baby of a specific man, and especially when they have a boy, they think of the boy as a small version of the father.

The Alt Right should stop thinking of women and natalism in the abstract and start thinking of it in the specific. All the beta boys who complain about women “in the movement” who are making videos instead of staying at home raising a family are just the flip side of the “nice guy” betas, just instead of being “nice” and a “white knight” they are engaging in “aggressive verbal topping” – instead of saying, “M’Lady” and kissing their hand, they are saying, “get your ass in my kitchen” and slapping their butt. But it comes from the same place (and is often more effective.)

As anyone in the manosphere knows – and as anyone who grew up in an intact family or even had an older brother who dated real women knows – holding women to a high standard is far more effective than holding them to a low standard.

So the next time one of the beta boys sees a fertile women not having children, the question shouldn’t be “why aren’t you having babies” – the question should be, “which White man’s babies are you going to be having and when?

If they don’t know the answer, ask the men which one wants her.

No woman wants to be a “generic” mother to a “generic” kid barefoot and pregnant by some “generic” man in a “generic” kitchen. But add in specifics and she’ll generally be fine with it.

When feminists or just normal women complain that they don’t want to be “just” barefoot and pregnant, they are reacting to the idea that they are a generic, undifferentiated baby factory. Women think in narratives, and you can’t have a romance without a leading man. So stop focusing on putting women “in their place” and instead focus on find a man with a place for them.

It seems like years since you held the baby
While I wrecked the bedroom
You said it was dangerous after Sunday
And I knew you loved me
He thinks I just became famous
And that’s what messed me up
But he’s wrong
How could I possibly know what I want
When I was only twenty-one?
And there’s millions of people
To offer advice and say how I should be
But they’re twisted and they will never be
Any influence on me
But you will always be
You will always be
If I treated you mean
I really didn’t mean to
But you know how it is
And how a pregnancy can change you
I see plenty of clothes that I like
But I won’t go anywhere nice for a while
All I want to do is just sit here
And write it all down and rest for a while
I can’t bear to be in another city
One where you are not

Women don’t want their grievances fixed, you silly boys. They want them heard.

Women don’t want their grievances fixed, you silly boys. They want them heard.


I swear I’m not making this up.

My girlfriend at the time, a Hillary loving, NPR listening, hardcore “outside of the bedroom” feminist, stereotypical liberal – no, not one of those idealistic Bernie Sanders people, but a practical minded type that went with the mainstream of the Democratic party – she actually explained to me, way, way back in 2007, that tampons should be “free” – meaning, paid for collectively by the taxpayer, not individual women.

The logic apparently went something like this: women have periods but men don’t, and that’s not fair, so the government should pay for tampons.

I thought this was crazy, and like the clueless man that I am, I mansplained about how taxes work which just made her angrier that I didn’t get it.

She voted for Hillary in 2008 and hated the fact Obama won so much she actually did vote Green, but only because in New York it didn’t matter anyway.

Frankly I think she was kind of racist. She didn’t have any black friends and her great-grandfather was an actual SS officer back in the day.

As with many things, she was far ahead of her time. She was into the IRL “50 Shades of Gray” thing long before the book or the movie came out. And it wasn’t until recently that single payer period care became a serious political issue.

“Free [sic] Tampons Should Be a Human Right”


One thing I’ll give her though: as a bona fide fashionista, always dressed to kill in dominatrix boots and crypto-fetish gear (the kind that you have to be “in the know” to get the subtle references – she could attend a Democratic party fundraiser in a little black dress and still find a way to accessorize with something faintly bondagey) …

… she wouldn’t be caught dead wearing a “pussy hat.” Like, ever.


A Baby Daddy’s Letter to His Little Boy (About His Future Hookups)

Hey Little Tyke,

Recently, I was scoping chicks on Facebook when my old Friend With Benefits posted one of those silly articles that chicks like. Some goober is telling his daughter what a princess she is and how she don’t need no man and how it isn’t her job to keep a man interested.

It’s true. But it made me realize that I should pass some of my knowledge about women on to you.

Little Tyke, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep her interested.”

Pump and dump, little guy. Find her, fuck her, forget her.

First, find girls with dads like this – they are usually down to fuck. The trick is, they are so sick of simpering “betas” like her dad she’s going to be looking for a real man, you know, a guy that doesn’t fawn all over her and treats her a little rough. Chicks dig that, they will usually be down for all sorts of kinky shit – handcuffs, spanking, that sort of things. Chicks love that shit.

Little Tyke, I want to tell you about chicks who don’t need to be kept interested, because they know if they don’t put out, you’ll just go somewhere else.

There’s always more fish in the sea, Little Guy. If one is giving you trouble, “next” her. It’s all about spinning plates. Sure, it’s tricky, it can be a challenge, but I know you have it in you. You see, they say that a slut is a woman with the morals of a man. This is true. It’s also true that a player is a man with the morals of a woman. So it all washes out in the end.

Look, it ain’t like it was back in your grand-pappy’s day. Chicks these days are like, liberated and shit. They don’t do monogamy anymore, at least not until they hit the wall, so to speak. That’s what betas are for. Not for guys like us. Besides, marriage is for fags now.

I know, at some point you’re going to get “oneitis” and think that one particular chick is “the one” or special or whatever. Stay strong, little guy – the feelings pass. If you ever find yourself pining away for “the one” – promise me you’ll head straight down to the local strip club and get a lap dance from some big-titted floozy, just to clear your head. There is never a reason to settle for just one. In fact, the more women you have, the more women you get. Chicks love a man with options.

Never change for a woman. If she catches you cheating, just say you were drunk. If she doesn’t love you at your worst, she doesn’t deserve you at your best.

I don’t care if she can suck a golf ball through a garden hose – as long as she knows you’ve got a back up plan in case she starts acting like a bitch.

I don’t care if her rent is due – she can find her ass some work. It’s not your job to take care of her.

I don’t care if she has a body like a brick shithouse – just as long as you know that you are the prize, not her.

I don’t care if she’s the finest piece of ass in several states – just as long as you remember there is always someone younger, hotter, and tighter.

I don’t care if she’s barely legal – if there’s grass on the field, play ball! If she bleeds, she can breed.

Now if you decide to bring one home, just remember, all’s fair in love and war – I might take a shot at her myself.

Oh, yeah, by the way, I really don’t know how to tell you this, but that man you have been calling “Daddy?” Yeah, he’s not your real father.

I am.

I gotta say, your mom was the best piece of ass I ever had.

My Kind Of Guy!

In this story you’ll read about the sordid doings of one Thomas “Woody” Price, a man with a taste for drugs and young females.


I have to laugh at the “outrage” of the White Knights, that men like to have sex with young, hot women. For whatever reason, we’re supposed to be “shamed” by this. For some reason, we’re supposed to feel bad that we actually physically get off on sex, and sex with young, FERTILE, women. As opposed to, say, “challenging” middle aged women lawyers, or some such.

Your Jealousy Gets Me Off, Beta Boys
Your Jealousy Gets Me Off, Beta Boys

Well, count me in the “fan of drug fueled orgies with hot young women” club.

The fact of the matter is, the only reason these people post these stories – and pretend to be “outraged” – is because they themselves are titillated by the idea.

But since these “betas” can never have that – drug fueled orgies with hot young women – they pretend they are looking down on us – “morally.”

What it is is slave morality – they want to believe they are morally superior for not doing these things, when in reality, they just CAN’T do these things.

Sacramento County police said they tracked the pair to the hotel after Hall’s boyfriend dimed them out.

So, let’s see – jealous boyfriend upset that his girlfriend would rather be fucking an older man than him, so in a jealous rage he rats them out.

Hey, it happened to me. Some loser 24 year old tried to start a fight with me – even took a swing at me – because his 21 year old girlfriend was ignoring him to fuck my much older brains out. He was kicked out of the bar, and I took his girlfriend home for the next several weeks and taught her a few things. Later, he tried to be friends with me lol.

Life’s a bitch for a beta. Too bad, so sad!

— Sincerely,

A Horny Old Goat

(Although I will say, meth sucks – never do it. But cocaine? Eh … “just remember this fact, you can’t get it back – cocaine!”)

Free, white and 21!
Free, white and 21!

How To Program A Beta Sex Kitten

Ever watch all those Hollywood stars that always have the hot girlfriends who probably do anything they want? Well, you don’t need to be a Hollywood Celebrity, MK-Ultra staffer, or an Illuminati Puppet Master to program your own Beta Sex Kitten. Using the principles of operant conditioning and the street knowledge of pimps everywhere, you can turn a hot young woman into your own personal sex slave with a simple formula.

1. Control her environment.

The easiest way to do this, is just to have a great place. She will be spending time at your place, in your environment, so she’s going to automatically submit to your rules. And if she wants to be there, she will do things to make you happy, thus keeping her there. Now, if you’re a poor college student, you can actually use that to your advantage. You’re probably naturally a pig, so it’s quite likely she will start cleaning up your place just because she wants to spend time there. When she does this, make sure you reward her (a spanking usually does the trick.)

2. Control her emotions.

Just think of it as “push-pull.” As soon as you’ve made her happy, change the emotions. You want her to be constantly guessing, so you have to make sure that she cannot predict your emotions. So, if she does something nice, like say, cook you dinner, sometimes react positively, and sometimes react negatively. On a regular basis, blow up into a fit of rage – not only does this keep the psychological pressure on her, the display of masculine anger will get her sexually aroused.

3. Pleasure and Pain

Think of it like being a DJ, and you are mixing two records, one called Pleasure, and the other called Pain. As long as you keep the two records close in volume, you can turn both records up surprisingly loud, due to a trick in human psychology. A woman can handle a lot more pain if she is simultaneously experiencing a lot of pleasure. Your goal is to put her in “sub space” which is a sort of dissassociative psychological state. A typical and easy way to do this is to ramp the pleasure and pain up high enough that she gets a rush of endorphins. This is very similar to what happens when someone gets hurt very badly, there will be a rush of endorphins that will temporarily overcome the pain with pleasure.

4. Drugs

I can’t stress this one enough. Cocaine, MDMA, and various pharmaceuticals are best. You don’t necessarily want to get her addicted, you just want her to psychologically associate you – her drug dispenser – with all the various pleasure she will get from the drugs.

5. Alternate Personalities

This is key. During various sexual episodes, introduce role-playing. You want her to create an “alternate persona” that isn’t “really her.” This is useful in many ways, but one particular way is that it lowers her sexual inhibitions; it’s not “really her” doing anal, getting facials and threesomes, it’s just “role playing” – it’s just “acting.” Then, try to get her to do this role-playing even outside of sex. Make at least one, perhaps two, various characters she can play. Just like an actress, at times she will be so into playing her role she won’t subconsciously make the distinction between “really her” and the role she’s playing. It’s also useful to be degrading – not only is humiliation a huge turn on for a lot of women, it also helps create the distinction between her “real self” and her alter.

6. Enjoy Porn Star Quality Sex

Sure, for some guys, she may demand dinner, dates, and presents for 5 minutes of missionary position. But for her Handler, she will be servicing your vigorously and willingly. In a sense, she will feel she has to, that you are “controlling” her in subconscious ways that she “can’t help.” But in another sense, she will want to – in fact, she will want nothing more than to service you in any way you like, to make you happy.

7. Make Money

Once she’s good to go, rent her to others. This can provide a great second income and make you rich and powerful friends.

8. Rinse and Repeat

When you get good at this, you can have more than one. The conditioning usually doesn’t last forever, so you’re likely going to have to keep introducing more women anyway. Just think of it as growing a garden.

The Nature Of Our Elites

Yes, they do have Eyes Wide Shut style sex parties, but you don’t even have to be particularly elite to get invited to those – all you got to be is either a) good looking or b) rich. I know, I’ve attended more than one lol. Yes, hot women are paid to be there. Yes – oh yes – women are very “practical” and you have no idea how common a sort of “soft prostitution” really is – just read up on all of those “sugar daddy” dating services.

I remember one, I got a blowjob from this super hot light skinned Latina, probably 19 or so. She was sitting in front of me, but wouldn’t let me touch her pussy, so I was just sort of rubbing her amazingly, stunningly perfect tits, and stealing a little grope between her legs now and again, and she would sort of slap my hand away. Good god I cannot tell you how hot that was. There were probably 100 or so people there, all in one room. And wow, she sucked my dick like a pro too. Amazing. Sigh. I have to admit, I really, really, really enjoyed my previous life as a relatively good-looking, overpaid Little Eichmann in NYC. Another, in California, I had a threesome with two very nice looking white girls, neither could have been a day over 20 years old, one blonde, one black haired. I actually had a thing for getting a bj from two girls at once for a while.

The problem with that sort of sex is that it becomes very, very addicting, just like a drug. It’s a “super-normal stimulus.” There’s a Lincoln quote that goes something like, most men can handle adversity, but give a man power and he will reveal his true character. Think of it – 29 years old, good looking, more money than you know what to do with, and thousands of extremely attractive women from 18-30 moving in and out of Manhattan every day. Add on a serious case of PTSD and a common attitude among everyone that you’re living essentially the day before the End of the World, and there’s nothing to do but party.

And wow – did I ever party. I started this blog just so I could tell these stories psuedo-anonymously, and I pretend they are fiction because I figured no one would believe them anyway.

LOL – so there is this certain Jew politician – you would likely recognize his name. I met his daughter at a fundraiser and totally picked her up. She was pretty good looking and had a great rack. Jewish girls give the best head, I don’t know why that is, but they all seem to love it.

Basically, the rich guys have all sort of girlfriends that are pseudo-paid, and they will share these various girls with their friends. That’s how the parties seem to work. If you “own” a girl, you bring her and that’s sort of your ticket in.

Two sayings: “you can lose a lot of money chasing pussy but you’ll never lose pussy chasing money” and “power is an aphrodisiac.” I honestly did not realize how different my life has been from the average white man, mostly due to just random chance. I was born in Washington DC, the son of a military intelligence bureaucrat, a scientist. My buddy in school was the son of a very highly ranked CIA official. And our family socialized with a vast number of very high-IQ white men that all knew math and computers … and worked at the NSA!

I started “infiltrating” various leftist groups in college. I’ve hung out with the “official” anti-fa types (it’s populated by hard core Zionazis running everything, and usually mentally ill, one-step-away-from-homeless white druggies) EarthFirst! and various Marxist cults. I just had a system – I’d show up, spout some typical lefty rhetoric, and flirt with the girls. The left wing activist movement has provided me with free pussy since I was 22 – and don’t get me wrong, some of those girls are uber-hotties. My buddies and I gang banged a Greenpeace chick from Oregon once – she fucking loved it, trust me. I was fucking her mouth while my buddy was fucking her pussy while my other buddy was feeling her up. She came many, many times that night and was quite appreciative the next day.

*Sigh* – when I said I had sex with 50 women, I was just counting the “regular” girls – my girlfriends, dates, girls at bars, etc. If you count the “party girls” – um, it’s probably three times that. What can I say? I’m not suggesting the lifestyle to anyone else, I’m not saying it’s good for humanity or anything. I’m just saying, I’m a sex fanatic. I can’t help it, I’ve always been that way.

Women are freaking easy and they love sex – and women are way, way, way kinkier than men are. It’s not even close.

So, if you’ve never been a relatively good looking white man with a lot of money – you should try it some time. I highly recommend it.

I’m not even a particularly good racist, because I have had sex with women of every race. Yes, even a Negress, plenty of white/whiteish Mestizas, more than a few Asians (although I really never got the appeal, I’ve never really been into the “yellow fever” thing. There is simply no comparison to white women; white women are, by far, hands down, not even close, the hottest and most beautiful women.) And yes – oh yes – part of the enjoyment – part of the hotness – was that I was a White Man “conquering” all those other race’s women.

There was this one Mexican girl … I fucked her maybe fifty times over the course of six months. She was really tiny, totally shaved her pussy bald, and our routine was she would sit in my lap, I’d stick my face in her boobs, and she would just ride me like that. Eh, maybe 22 years old, I would guess.

I was pretty slutty in high school and college, but it seemed perfectly normal. But once I started making money, girls would just throw themselves at me. Some of them were just regular, normal looking girls, not models or anything. But I am fairly confident that many of them would be considered “9s” or “10s” by most of the white men (and women) that read this blog.

I guess the point is, men who have *power* – whatever that power entails, be it money, fame, or status – get pretty much whatever they want. From women, certainly, because women are turned on by power more than anything else. I actually suspect women would rather fuck an average looking but powerful man than a poor male model type. (But I’m not sure about that, any women who still read this blog can chime in if they want.)

Well, the point is, I have almost certainly bedded more women than anyone reading, so I really do consider myself an expert on this. And the funny thing is, while I am not bad looking, I’m really just an average white guy. I was making over $100,000 a year from the time I was 24 or so. I moved from city to city, chasing money, and I had skills that were very portable; essentially I was a “consultant” because I had learned some relatively obscure and esoteric computer stuff that companies would pay for. Also, I cleaned up in the computer business because I’m not at all “nerdy” or “geeky” or fit that stereotype, I’m actually quite sociable.

It didn’t help, though. 9/11 happened, and I knew that I wasn’t allowed to talk about it, so I didn’t. In many ways, it was because I was cowardly. I figured, it wouldn’t do me any good to become a 9/11 Truth activist and it would cost me my cushy job. But also, to a very serious and real degree, I was also in fear for my life. It was obvious that they blew up the buildings, so if these people would kill thousands of their own co-workers, doing something horrible to some random young white guy would be an afterthought.

So, you know, I kept my mouth shut and just enjoyed the free pussy. I figured it was all bullshit anyway. Certainly, I was – to say the least – very unimpressed with the average “conservative” white man – who during the Bush administration was essentially nothing but a whore for Israel anyway – including most of the White Christians. Jews *hate* White Christians and hold them in contempt, but White Christians just *LURVE* them some Jews, they line up to join the military to fight the Jew’s enemies.

And while you were fighting wars for Israel, and while you were paying your taxes and living next to ghetto blacks, I – and plenty of my Jewish equivalents – were fucking your daughters in hilariously degrading ways and making money from your taxes. You, eventually, bailed out our companies after we spent a decade exploiting you – and I cannot stress this enough – your daughters.

Don’t worry though, I’m paying for my sins. I had to flee the country because at the end of the day, I didn’t want to play ball with these people. I am essentially a political asylum seeker.

But if I were to die tomorrow, the story of one year of my life would be far, far more interesting that the story of your entire life. At the end of the day, that’s what it’s all about.

And yes – I do have a kid, apparently. If I do live long enough, I’m going to actually meet him someday. I’ll tell him the truth – he comes from a long line of, er, “adventurers.” My great-great-great-* grandfather was one of the original settlers of America, our family has been in America since the 1600s. We are not “immigrants” – we are conquerors, warriors, slavers, and settlers. We did not immigrate to America – we created America.

And I had to leave because another tribe conquered us, apparently.