Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Game or die

Early twenties, attractive, sweet, friendly, and very cute girl, cock count under half meter, practically virgin.

This girl; "perfect" long term potential; this is the girl you, young man, are trying to date through your social circle.

Enter my buddy, Gunnar Speedfuckersson.

Gunnar meets this girl. Invites her to a party.

In this party this girl meets:

An old shag buddy of Gunnar.  
Last night's shag of Gunnar.
A future shag Gunnar is working on.
A recent missed shag because Gunnar shagged her BFF.
And another possible old shag of Gunnar.

Girls all chat.  "How do you know Gunnar".. gunnn gunnn gunnn...

Few days later Gunnar is in her place, she is not ready, he leaves, calls her prude, calls her old fashioned, calls her a waste of his time.

Another few days later she is begging for Gunnar to come over saying she has nothing on.

Now young man;

Do you take this girl out on a dinner, and treat her with respect and dignity,

Or, do you take a lesson and realize what they want in their prime is Gunnar & Co, no matter how slow or fast they are?

Here is a very, very important piece of information that I want you to understand: Gunnar was you, ten years ago.

Gunnar saw the light, and took the flight. No more gentleman with blue balls, no more good friend with a shoulder cushion.

No, now it's, "Don't waste my time if you'll not to the Gunnar Rodeo with me". 
And you know what, the guy is having rodeo with a full herd of cute little deer.

It is easy to take home the message, "All girls are sluts". Which is wrong. Though, "There is a slut in every girl", might not be wrong.

The one girl in the party who is already alcoholic, and has tried a myriad of drugs, and she is way past the 500 miles of Peg-D; in her early twenties, yes, that one is a totally sexually empowered bucket;

The girl in the story, maybe 50 cm of Peg-D; your neighborhood girl that was also sweet and charming.

The lesson is this: They both reward the same type of behavior, or the same type of man. Behavior makes the man, man makes the behavior is irrelevant at this stage.

The girl you'd call slut and the girl you'd call a Madonna, want the same guy, and this is the take home message.

It is not that "players" only sleep with sluts;
It is that "players" sleep with sluts, and nice girls and everything above, below and in between; and you got to know, the borders are not well defined.  

I used the "players" in quotes because Gunnar is just a man who does what he wants. He does not fit the typical player image portrayed by the media. Gunnar was you, and he chose to adapt.

Your choice, young man,

Are you going to live in sexual abundance, and then one day choose who you will take as your woman, be happy and make her happy,

Or are you going to live in scarcity, and then one day choose from the left overs, and try to make her happy, try...try.. and try..., live in a scarcity of happiness?

Monday, May 19, 2014

Letter to my friend: It's her choice to be a sex toy

I rarely write about my friends and my conversations with them. In my new direction of helping young men by balancing the brain washing with the truth, this is a necessary step that I need to take. Out there are millions of young bright men whose life are being utterly destroyed by the brainwashing of the media, society and the extension, women.

When talking about different styles of men around us, the one particular incident you mentioned had caught your attention.

Man hangs out with girl, you meet them many times, and everytime you ask him "your girlfriend?", he openly in front of her declares "No".

You were angry at this, and said that "I know the Finnish girls, they don't like it"

When I told you the next day, "They must like it, ort hey would not do it", you got angry at me, saying you know them better than me.

You might know them better than me, but your reaction tells me you utterly fail to observe. But I know you observe, I know it, your words of the past tell me you do, but you cannot accept it. There is pain in accepting that there are women who'd rather be sex toys, than be dating good men.

And this is why I write this, risking our friendship. If you get to read this, it might help you in some way. If any young man gets to read this, it might help him. In these times of society's treason to productive good men, this is a price I would pay for bringing some good to the world. 

"The girls do not like it"

Dunno man, their actions say otherwise.

For one, I know this man is honest: In front of the girl he tells you "No". So she knows she is a fucktoy, and you've seen them many times, so she is OK with being a fucktoy.

You being angry at him, I don't give two fucks, except that it is harming you.

That is why I write.

You are harming yourself.

Look, I am not saying "All girls are sluts"; not even saying, "Those girls are sluts"... or.. "There are sluts, there are good girls"...

I am saying,

"If she likes to fuck his dick, suck his dick, open her virgin ass to his dick; it is her choice. If she does not like that choice, so fucking what? Booo-hooo. She chose it. Out here are thousands of good men who are ignored by these poor cumbuckets. If she does not like it, she would not fuck him; and if she doesn't like it she shouldn't fuck him. Women have the vote, women can kill their unborn, but they are poor creatures when getting fucked in every hole by a man who doesn't give two shits about them? Some girls really suffer that much that they even try to get their girlfriends in on the action. Oh what poor creatures they must be to suffer like that. Are we not equal? Are men and women not equal? So why let her not choose who to fuck?"

You, young man, cannot control women, you cannot rescue them. You can only choose your response.

Your response can be:

"I don't mind dating a fucktoy"


"I'll fuck a fucktoy, but not date"


"I'll not touch a fucktoy with a ten meter pole"


There are few respnses a man can have but

"She is a fucktoy, and she does not like it, it is his fault"

Is damaging to you. He did not do anything. He did not force her. She opened, he unloaded.

Even "Some women are sluts, some women are not" king of wrong thinking is not as damaging to a man's life as not letting a fucktoy enjoy the responsibilities and pleasures that come from the choice of making her a cumbucket.

You don't like it, don't suck it...

If, on the other hand, women do not have the capability to choose the simplest thing, i.e. which dick to allow to unload sperm, how can you state that women and men are equal?

I do not give two shits about this equality being wrong or right, in our context. What is important is this contradiction will destroy your sanity, destroy your life.

Another contradiction; if you know these women don't like it, that means they are talking to you about it. So, you are worthy of their intimate secrets, like "he fucked me in the ass, I enjoyed it, let him do it again and again, but I am not happy because he does not date me", but you are not worthy of their by now running loose asshole?

Look, like I said, even the madonna whore dichotomy is less damaging to you than this thinking, young man.

At least then you can say, "Ehhh. They are sluts"; and you'd be right half of the time (more reporting about this later), or you can say "The girls who are not sluts would not do this", and half of the time you would have a working selection criteria,

But, if you say ,

"She fucked this dick, she sucked this dick, she opened her virgin ass cherry to this dick, knowing full well he doesn't give two shits about her, but she is still a good girl, a delicate flower, sugar, spice little princess, an angel walking these earths, and is not happy because he will not commit, so he is a bad man"

I cannot come up with anything more damaging to yourself.

If these girls wanted what you offered, they'd be sucking your dick,
But they want to be fucktoys, and you are angry at the men who present the cock, for which, one criteria is to not give two shits about her.

You respect something which doesn't respect itself.

I am one voice among thousands that want you a slave, the media telling you that women are equal but men should not use them; society telling you women are delicate flowers and that you are a pig when you get to hear real life stories of ass to mouth; and women complaining to you about their sadness that the men do not commit to them, their breath stinking of sperm that was deposited as free protein.
Yes, my anger, you can hear it. And it is legit. Seeing so many men suffer, and then still be blamed for the "suffering" of women who make the choice to fuck the "suffering"...

One voice in thousand mouths of Devil does not owe anybody calmness or softness.

My friend, telling you this, with a slight chance of making you see the damage, is worth losing you.

Preventing this damage you is worth losing you.

 I have lost many. But my conscious is clear, because I rescued some. 

I write, because I care for you.

I make you angry because I care for you.

And I care for you too, the young man reading this,  who I don't know.

Friday, May 09, 2014

Finns are Racist... or... Racisss

I am embarking on a new direction which I will explain on a later day. It mainly concerns not writing stories or reports, but adding commentary that might help the young men out there that are totally betrayed by society, media, and the leaders.

If one man will get to see that he is not in the wrong as it has been drilled into his head, than my mission is accomplished.

Finns are racist.

Not one week passes by when the state propaganda diarrhea arm, the national broadcaster comes up with news that Finns are racist... One day it's a woman wanting to wear a headscarf into a uniformed occupation, the police forces; the other day it is a problem minority calling for Finns to accept their culture, without opening a dialogue to the problem aspects of the said culture, the other day it's some bullying gone wrong, or news that never make the press.

The Finn must feel he is the most racist mother f**ker in the northern hemisphere.

What is not said, is that in Finland, the Finn is by far the least racist.

Let me say it again

What is not said, is that in Finland, the Finn is by far the least racist. 

And again

What is not said, is that in Finland, the Finn is by far the least racist.

Let me tell a short story;

Somehow ended in an apartment with few guys pre partying, all friendly guys, and all guys good for the society, i.e. no leechers, no rapists, no parasites.

All in all good guys. some working, some studying.

No Finn.


A sampling of the conversation

"Strange name, where  you from?"

"I'm XXX-A, from XXX"

"That explains it."

Another guy
"Don't ask him if he is XXX-B"

"I will not make that mistake" an exit the conversation.

"Fuck man. I am XXX-A; not XXX-B."

"Yea, we know that much. You guys do not like to be mixed up"

"Look, we have been living with XXX-B in XXX land for centuries. Not a f**king good thing XXX-B has done. F**king dogs. If I could..." yea the conversation that I overheard went into criminal territory.

"...also some f**kers mistake us with the neighboring savages of YYY and ZZZ..."

And this was a moderate, friendly dude who hung out with a diverse crowd spanning three continents that evening.

Few minutes later, the same guy:

"Yea, when we speak XXX-B in the cafe, people turn around and look at us strangely. So we speak Finnish in public. You know, all these racist Finns..."

He wasn't even aware...

See young Finn,

You looking the wrong way, even if it is curiosity, to people shouting a funny language, you are a raciss.

You are called raciss by people who have no qualms in openly stating that the world would be better off without some other race(s).

Compared to them you are a peace loving tree hugger.

Hugging a tree that is trying to burn itself and blaming you.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Redonkulas is proof on the necessity of the manosphere

Ten minutes more educational and funny than ten years of mainstream crap.

If someone showed me that about ten years ago, that would have saved me three years directly, and another three indirectly from the radioactive fallout that would have been prevented.

That was my comment to Redonulas on his video, and he replied with "Share it". And here it is.

Why? Because Terrence Popp ordered me too?

No, because what I say in my comment is true.

Years ago when I needed help, when I was lost, swimming in a swamp of fresh crap that has crap added to it daily and hourly, no one around me could help, a sensitive issue that I could not openly discuss, mainstream advice screwed me so bad, Men's Health, Askmen, women from mars crap, whatever outlet there was, no useful advice.

What counted as advice was "Zack and miri make a porno"... yea, she fucks half town, she is cool, she has a dildo, oooooh that giant plastic monster dong is sooo coool, (shhh... she has a cavern of a vagina? oh, that is oppression...), he has a fleshlight, bloody pervert, and hey, after her banging gazillion dickzillas, he is the pervert for wanting some action from the welfare kitchen?

Manosphere bloggers are one by one dictating they are moving away.

Please do not.

Just like me ten years ago, the young kids coming for advice cannot understand the red pill concepts, theories yet. They can't understand the power of the mind, or how to forge a life through will.

It's not that they are incapable. They perfectly are. But they are drowning in a swamp of crap. And the misinformation campaign by the mainstream media and the women adds crap to it daily, hourly;

They cannot use deep theories on feminism, deep theories on how the leftists are screwing men, or the war on boys...

They need the posts that share their hatred, their bitterness, their drowning in a swamp of crap,

They need the posts that tell them that where they are is an expected thing given their situation, and given the crap like Zack and Miri poured down their throat day in day out.

They need that hatred and bitterness to be allowed to them, as that will be what they will use to get out of that craphole, and start building a life.

My rescue came from Tom Leykis. Then I found Roissy, then No ma'am, then heavier stuff, and I got out.

And I never stopped. 

At that time I would have no use for more philosophical stuff, I was drowning in crap. Fresh smelly warm crap.

The manosphere needs to move on in its mission, but it must leave breadcrumbs for the young lost men to find.

Thank you Terrence for dropping a whole bakery of breadcrumbs; ten years too late for me, but perfectly timed for tens of young men.

Monday, January 27, 2014

Four steps to freedom from sickness

A comment I left on Pillscout, where he mentions anti-depressants and the pharma industry's interest in keeping the one pill for one sickness idea in people's (victims?) heads.

Just look at the proposed dietary cures to skin problems, fatique, alzheimers, autism, some cancers, depression, obesity….

It is scary to see that besides few tweaks they are all the same in the basics.

One cure for many.

Mention that to doctors (i did), and get to hear “not possible” (i did)…

What does the pharma industry want?

One pill for one illness, not to cure, but to maintain.

Better yet,
Multiple pills for one illness, which are also untracable causes for other illnesses, to create a chain reaction in the patient, without killing the patient, but making the patient dependent.

What’s the first step?
Cut gluten. (there might be a possibility that gluten can be digested by bacteria in the gut, or that a few might have obtained the ability to not get harmed by gluten, but assuming that none of us has a healthy gut due to various factors, i am ok with making this the first step. For everyone. Worst case scenario of removing gluten: No harm done.. Yes, that is the worst case: Removing gluten will not cause any harm. Let that sink in deep. P.s. ask the doc, he will say “Gluten might be bad, but you need your grains”.. (he did)

Second step: Cut out sugar

Third step : cut out vegetable oils (except olive, coconut, avacado and palm),

Fourth step: cut out processed food

These four steps will cut your chance of illness by 80-90 percent, hell, if not more…
And these basic simple steps are too much for many people, who are waiting for a vaccination against obesity, vaccination against celiac, etc… who would take a nuclear antibiotic where maybe few crushed raw garlic cloves would suffice; well because, breath would stink for a day.

Edit: there are fifth and sixth steps:

Fifth step: Cut out dairy (depends on your tolerance. Some are tolerant some are not. In my case I am tolerant only to some dairy. Some cheese, joghurt, and fermented milk products are ok. Funnily there is a company in finland, none of their cheeses agree with me)

Sixth step: If you want to eat legumes, only eat soaked legumes. A 24 hour room temperature soak with a dash of salt or a spoon of apple cider vinegar in the pan, and no lid. The no lid part is said to allow the bacteria in the air to interact with the soaking, and also eating the legumes especially lentils cold, might have benefits for the gut flora.

There are others but those will make you a superman, this post is only made to prevent you from being the common pill popping sick two weeks of the month excuse for a human.

Yes,  I have been told that I am crazy.

The few peple who came back to me to "Thank you, you changed my life", are worth it.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The north born are crazy

It was a windy day, I had a flight to take. Temperature bit above zero, slight snow fall.

I was coming back to Finland from mainland Europe; sad, anxious and slightly depressed.

Buckle up,  raise my seats, close my phone, look to my chubby seat neighbor with a smuck face; think to myself, welcome back to the land of people who pride themselves on being shy...

Then the pilot comes to the loudspeakers.

"Hello ladies and gentlemen (when will this be banned because it's sexist??), we will be proceeding take off procedures in five minutes. The time is 16.25, and in Helsinki we have 17.25. Our flight will take approximately two and a half hours. The weather in Helsinki is better than what we have here, an open sky and minus fifteen degrees."

He was not joking.

Only a person born in the north could claim open skies at minus fifteen is better than above zero with slight winds.

But I felt the same as him. The biting freshness of minus fifteen, the open blue sky; I smiled, I understood, and I was looking forward to it.

Even worse, this week am back on training everyday to warm up for the 20-squat program of the next two months, so no time in the eve except a cold shower, but on the weekend will be swimming in the frozen lake, which will be warmer than the weather.

Weather, minus fifteen, lake, zero to one. 

30 slow breaths. In the water.


Wednesday, December 11, 2013

One Week of Shorts - 7 -The pure (s)exchange students

She looked at me like I am a piece of meat.

German girl, in the sauna, her mommy with her, her daddy with her.

Later I overhear the Daddy talking about his little princess

"She is 21"

"She needs to find herself"

I tell you what an Erasmus exchange student and "finding herself" actually means:

Spanish dude meets French exchange student sometime October, less than two months into the semester.

They hit it off, make out and all that public show of affection, then she dumps him, when everybody in the group thought that would be a night to continue...


"I already fucked three italians and one spanish while here, have had enough latino"