Some wisdom about love

Back at one of my homes, we got a saying,

"Love is like a butterfly. It lands on grass, and it lands on shit"

Exact translation.

My question is, if the butterfly lands on shit, does the stink stick?

What if "Lust is like a butterfly"


What if "A fuck is like a butterfly"

Does the stink stick?

By no means am I implying I am a butterfly that only smells like roses, but then I am a hypocritical butterfly; "hypocritical" defined by  others than me. You ask me, I am totally congruent.

Another saying, that a senior in high school told me when I was 16... Something I should have listened to since then... I did not. I paid. Through the nose. By walking through the fires of hell, way more times than I can count.

"You fuck'em they love you,
You love'em, they fuck you"


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I could tie this to the Unfuckables but actually I got the question in my mind when a girl who was smiling at me answered my "Hello there" with

"You are Jersey Jimmy's friend" I hear Designer Timmy
"Timmy. Yea. And I was wondering. You are the friend of the Designer then."
"No, no Jersey Jimmy."
"Ahh.. Jimmy the Douche"
"Yea we used to fuck hang out"
"..."
"For a short time. But it was long time ago"
"..."
"Like one and a half year ago"


Shagged Jersey Jimmy? Check
Calls one and a half years "Long time"? Check
Dating material? She seems to put a check in a box that was nuked into oblivion.

For me, this butterfly smells. A short pollination, that could be negotiated.

Repost:Short rants on the enrichers, unfuckables and vibrators

 

 

(Last eve, playing with the blogger app on the phone, I deleted this post. Got it back from google cache, and am reposting it. If you read it, no need to read again, but just go and watch that swedish clip again, just for the fun of it. )

 

 

Some questions arose when writing the Unfuckables post series, they could not make posts on their own, so I included them here.

I said they could not make posts on their own, but each could make a legitimate book that would shake the foundations of this unnatural  multiculti society and cause the author to be expelled from the society or just simply executed...

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Where are the female vibrating enrichers?

Just yesterday I let out a rant by encountering a horde of enrichers on the street. Number of females? 0

Before that, Sunday, went to see a friend in my favorite coffee... Was greeted by three tables of designer enrichers, something between 10-15 of them. Number of females? 0... Ok there were two girls on the next table, but they were accompanied by a hipster who could be Spanish, who could be from vibrant locations.

Now, have four enrichers on the table across mine (this place is a cozy high class coffee... possibly will not survive the next year), three of their friends passed by to the backside, previously three thug wannabe's dropped by... Number of females? 0

Add-on: Later I realize there were three others in the backroom, 0 females.

How did my club, "The place to be", as the Finns used to say, go down in two-three months time? Vibrating enrichers started going there in groups of 5, 6, 9... Not one group... Suddenly the place turned into a enriched sausage fest. How many females? Without male escort, 0. With, 4-5.. Compared to, at worst times, 30-40 enrichers.

Where are the female vibrating enrichers?

Are the immigration officials sexist?

Are their vibrant enriching brothers not letting them out of the house?

Do they even exist?

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Then the Swedish traitors make a movie.

Watch this 2 minute state sponsored clip, and after you puke, come back:

All good and dandy.. Lars get to get a blowjob from a disgusting fat slob...

Alright,

So, Heidi sleeps with Abdul....

I don't sleep with Heidi.

In the name of integration like this song tells us to do,

Fatima sleeps with Lars.

Wait... There is no Fatima around. She is only seen with male escorts guarding her honor, or with multiple children, never less than three. 

Say, against all odds, Fatima and Lars met.

Fatima and Lars made integrating love.

Fatima is killed by Abdul.

Fatima is beaten by Abdul.

Fatima has acid thrown on her fave by Abdul.

Lars is beaten by Abdul.

Lars's sister Helga  is raped by Abdul.....


Kind of does not work as intended by the multicultist and the diversity zombies? Or, does it?

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Touching on the above question.

Is honor violence a Western problem?

The last time I read our state broadcaster's multiculti zombie diversity virus carrying news, it was announced as Finland's problem with honor violence. Honor killings as much as reported, does not exist yet.

I tell this.

Honor killings, honor violence was never the West's problem.

It was not invented in the West, it was not taken in action in the West.

It is the imported "equal culture"'s problem, and would not be a problem in the west, if the importers would do minimal screening.

I am sorry for the girls who were subjected to this evil treatment, and may  the perpetrators rot in Hell. Sadly, our progressed criminal system will not do much, except lecture the Europeans on the evils of honor violence.

That is like teaching the deer on the evils of hunting, you idiots.

I refuse to be bogged down by accusations of honor violence, but I also make a wide berth around women who I know to be in the risk group.

Some flags are red flags.  Real red flags with active mines underneath.

But hey, honor violence is a European problem.

Ahh... Just fuck off.

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In the same light, since when are clitorectomies a  western problem?

Alright, 400 years ago, it is claimed, western families used virginity belts on their women...

That was... half.. a... millennium... ago... Using enhanced underwear...

Cutting the clits, sewing shut the labias?

Western problem?

Fuck you.

Oh, and the new progressive idea of providing clitorectomies in the western countries as a welfare benefit so that these operations are not done in medieval ass backwards sand huts?

Fuck you twice, with burning wood planks from Hell...

While at it, why not let the state take over honor violence? Make it more humane.

Fucktwats...


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When I say these things I say, some progressive chick with an amoeba for a brain will tell me

"But they also have a right to love"

When I say other stuff, like, "You know, the Finnish men are not that bad that they deserve this shitstorm.. These men could be the best men when shown some love and appreciation"

"Fuck you. I am not a prostitute."....

So an vibrating enricher has a right to love, when a western man can "Fuck off and die"...

Ja bitches, ja... Once zees western men die, zen you will zee what it is like to live in sand huts in ze -25 winter....

ze will be good...a lot of bonoboing around... even if half your kids die of starvation... of, and no iphones.

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After asking one question like this. one asks other questions, and others, and others....

It is an avalanche of revelations,

And one of these revelations is that

The infliction of this cancer upon the western people is no mistake.

It is a deliberate act of hostility, not a stupid good-willed act gone wrong.

It is  planned, calculated and executed; as a small part of a bigger operation.

This is the only explanation for a plan functioning so perfectly for the detriment of indigenous westerners.

The future will write "Treason", for this century of the West.

The Age of Treason

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While writing this post, added to the above listed vibrating enrichers, eight more came in (3+3+2)... Females: 0

I rest my case.

Either there has been a gendercide, of a total immigration discrimination, or we have imported some ass backwards people.

Viva la diversiteeee!!!!

Mothersocietyfuckers!

Posted by finndistan at Thursday, March 22, 2012

How much fake is too fake

How much fake is too fake was the question in my head when I learned the glasses the stylish dude is sporting are fake.

As an academic I may have something for bonobos claiming to be educated, so there may be a bias there.

Also may be reading too much into it.

I just see glasses in a different category than hats, jackets, thugs jeans, bananas in jeans etc.

Just the ramblings of a curious mind.

Off topic, this story brought this one man to mind:

The man who has been, with women and men, a socialization artist, the best I have ever met; unbelievable human skills, also happens to be a man whose sexuality started with donkeys.

Is there a connection?

Fuck you, pro-immigrationists

Fuck you.

And you know what, you grandchildren will say the same thing...

I enter the main street. It is a two minute walk to my gym.

I live in Finland, and pass maybe 50 other Finns, Europeans and other immigrants, returning from work, or doing something or on their way to doing something.

What else do I pass? 25 or more vibrant enrichers in various designs all with the same frown all with the same predatory eyes, looking at every single human being as if they were enemies, all doing nothing but just hanging out, all looking like they've been hanging out a long time...

This, every fucking day, any fucking time.

And yea, all male. Women? Do they even exist other than for breeding and foot washing after a long day of hanging out?

Let's call this as it is:

An invasion.

A fucking state sponsored invasion with total disregard for it's own people.

I am fucking sick and tired of this supposedly minority being the majority out in the streets, cafes, bars, that working people don't have the money or time to indulge in 24 fucking 7.

Anything I write more will justifiably be considered hate speech, as a parasite deserves nothing less.

You, pro-immigrationists, may your children piss on your graves, after they faked your signature for euthanasia.

You sold away the future of your children. Rot in Hell.

Edit: I am not paying taxes so some asshole from some shithole can drink coffee with his friends, hang out all day, be a contamination. All day. Every day.

To clarify, I am not calling their origin places shitholes, they do. "my country is a shithole" is the main excuse to be here. You ask me, they live in places with the potential to be paradise.

Shit.

Yet another edit: If I knew I am alone in this anger, I could find reason to calm myself. But I am not.

On a dinner table with 6 nationalities spanning thousands of kilometers, the same topic was breached, albeit with a bit lighter tone. Bit.

Finns? It should be telling that my favorite club in town has gone down in few months after the vibrating enrichers have reached the tripping point of 10%. It may not survive the next half year as "the place to be".. Actually three Finns, one woman, two men already have used "place not to be"... Yea, Finns are silent, but the sound of silence is devastating to who can hear it.

The only Finns who wholeheartedly support this vibration are the ones hanging out in the progressive circles, where I may sometime pop by as the only foreigner without a rasta. These shitheads are supporting enriching vibration,  making festivals, speeches, etc, when the only vibrant they met would be a rastafarian Spanish dude enriched on weed so much that even his voice chords don't vibrate.

Endnote: I have a few more notes that I will post, then I will try my best to ignore this cancer and its enablers, as life is too short, and too many Finns are still daydream about vibrating enrichers to take care of them in their old age.

I want to live my life and I cannot take on a system supporting the  'oppressed minorities' that are supported by the state, by NGOs, by useful idiots, and have objectively reached  majority status'.

How long can you survive cancer by ignoring it?
I will find out.

The Fashion of Fucking an Enriching Vibrant - The Curse of The Unfuckables

Allright,

We foreign men have a problem with The Unfuckables.

The women who got vibrated by enriching cock.
The women who got einriched by vibrating cock.
The women who got enriched by a vibrant.
The women who got vibrated by an enricher.

Many ways of putting it, one way of naming it:

The Unfuckables.

We foreigner men have a problem with The Unfuckables, but as much as this place is our home, these women are not our sisters, or future sister's in law.

Yes we are paying the  taxes that allow these enrichers to vibrate and thrive, but it is different for a Finn.

Since he was born, he heard how women are better, how women are oppressed, how masculinity is bad, how he is not masculine enough, how he should tolerate this and that, and on and on... His earnings confiscated by the state in order to screw him back...

Since he was born he has been ridiculed by the women for every little thing possible, while still keeping on working to keep a civilization intact in these Frozen Lands.

I know from Finns, "You foreigner fuck easy"... May be. But we were never a fashion, except maybe Latinos, French, Aussies and a few others with a good image. Image right or wrong, these were still civilized.

Member whose efforts would be a net plus for the country, or the west..

Now?

Fucking an enriching vibrant is turning into a fashion.

I know many Finnish men (except the ones with options) are relaxed about sexual issues,

But I also know that many Finns are utterly disgusted by the women who shag the welfare kings, tax evasion kings, enriching vibrants, all paid by the Finnish men's money.

There is a reason that bar after bar goes down when the enrichers start flocking to it, and I am pretty sure that single men have an information network which registers these Undatables/Unfuckables in the memory of the collective.

And rightly so.

Yet, harder times await the Finnish men.

They will be asked to sacrifice even more, in these economic hard times,

While their earnings will be cut,

While their taxes will be raised,

...While welfare will not be cut for the welfare kings or the kings' baby mama's bastard sprouters,


While fucking a vibrating enricher will become a fashion....

There will be less and less women worth any interaction.

The curse is upon us.

It is upon me,

But I don't have it nearly as bad a Finn who is feeling the effects of this curse.

The Curse of the Unfuckables.

Seriously, without Finnish men (some credit goes to women also, but the main target is men) supporting this society these women live in,

"The Curse of the Unfuckables"

Could easily be called

"How to Fuck Yourself Back Into Dirt Huts 101"

The Unfuckables - A sensible explanation

In my previous two posts I touched on what I call The Unfuckables.

An Unfuckable is a woman who has gotten fucked by an enriching vibrant. Out of love, passion, of fashion, it does not matter.

Intimate contact, any king of penetration, and any kind of fluid exchange suffices.

My last post would have sounded like hate to the ones so inclined; inclined to find hate and oppression under every stone.

But it actually is very simple.

For ladies, a few questions about who you would like not to sleep with:

Would you sleep with a smelly homeless bum?
Would you sleep with a guy who has 100 kilos extra fat?
Would you sleep with a creepy nerd?
Would you sleep with a loser?
Would you sleep with a man who has payed for dates with your obese friend?
Would you sleep with a man who you know has to pay for sex to get laid?

For men, a few quick questions

Would you sleep with a 200 kilo woman?
Would you sleep with an ugly woman?
Would you sleep with a woman who has sucked the basketball team five minutes ago?
Would you sleep with a woman who just got rawdogged by the three bouncers of the bar?

See...

Are you women hating all the types of men you don't sleep with?

Actually, knowing women, the answer is a likely "Yes"

Are you men hating all the types of women you don't sleep with?

No. It is just an issue of sexual preference. You are free not to fuck who you don't want to fuck.

For some men,


We would not sleep with women who have been vibrated by enriching cock.


Maybe there is an element of a self defense mechanism in play,

A woman who could get attracted to such a man, is not a woman with whom any good thing can happen in the short or long term, as she has shown she will be attracted to qualities that I do not possess, (non)qualities that I detest, and am disgusted by. We do not share the same interests. We do not share the same sexual preferences. We are just too different.

Would not want to put any woman through that.

Especially would not want to unleash this bad relationship on an Unfuckable. 

This, my friends was

"The Unfuckables for Idiots."

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If I go into so much detail into The Unfuckables, I should go into some detail about enriching vibrants, enriching vibrating cock, vibrating enrichers etc.

I will call them vibrating enrichers, as this is the term I like most.

Being a vibrating enricher is a choice, so it is not something you are born with (cough cough), or something you cannot grow out of (cough cough)...

Before we go into choices, let's go into what is not Vibrating, or what is not Enriching, thus what is also not supported by the state, the humanists, the multicultists, the diversity lovers,

In short, let's briefly go into the non-vibrating, non-enriching minority of immigrants.

Neither I, nor most Finns see women who share a sexual experience with the following men a reason to be deemed An Unfuckable.

(Taken from the same place, different days)

The indian looking kid dressed in a smart business suit apparently having an after meeting beer with his Finnish colleague also dressed in a business suit.

The indian church going guy who rides a 1940's BMW motorcycle that he refurbished, who has a number of patents on his name.

The middle eastern kid married to the same woman since I met him, who sired two kids, and is an honest working man.

The black dude who speaks perfect BBC english sitting on the table with two clearly high class Finnish girls. It is highly possible his clothing is tailored.

The French dude who works 10 hours a day for a multinational company.

The middle eastern student dude hanging out with a number of spanish enjoying a salsa party.

The Pakistani kid who is working three jobs to get him through university in a country where the state pays you to study.

The immigrant kid working for a NGO that is working for the adaptation of immigrants into the Finnish culture, not the Finnish cultures adaptation to the most unadaptive imported culture... (Yea had to add that... and yea, bot are almost nonexistent)

You usual Average Ahmad, Average Okumbo who is trying to make an honest productive living, interacting with people like a human being, and all in all being a nice, kind, respectful human being in a culture that is different than his.

Neither I, now many other Finns call these men a reason to become Unfuckable.

So what do I mean about while it being a choice to become An Unfuckable, it is also a choice to become a Vibrating Enricher

These men pluck their eyebrows into a thin pencil line like a "dude looks like a lady",  but would not hesitate to kill upon the words "Dud that is gay"

African kid coming over and immediately adopting to the American Gangbanger style.

The kid who's wearing the saggin' jeans with golden "Thug Life" embroidered throughout his ass

The middle easterner with the fake Armani shirt, pluched eyebrows, designer shapes shaved into his hair and make up on his face.

The guys who hang around town 24/7, doing nothing but hitting on women, and intimidating men with their collective hatred spewing eyes... (Shitheads, don't blame the Finns for their forefathers created a civilization on this infertile frozen land when your forefathers created sh....)

The guy who's choosing the gangbanger, the apaci style, over having any decent style, even including the Jersey Shore Douchebaggery. 

The guy (who I know of), who had problems with the law because he was 40, and he was fucking girls aged 14, and filming them, who still accuses Finns to be racist...

Basically anybody who is enriching the culture with their radioactiveness, and vibrating the culture with the vibration that made their homeland a place worthy escaping from.

 "Broder.. Had we known you are one of uz, we could fuck up that feminine blond faggot by your side, dogeter wif u. We saw yu and desided we dant wand do mezz wif yu" (Translation of how the asshole sounded when he was talking about an incident few weeks back, where my presence apparently saved a effeminate friend of mine from  a heavy beating

"Finnish government is stupid. I work six months, pay no taxes, then I work black, and get welfare. You got to fuck these idiots where you can" By a vibrant who has more rights in the eyes of Amnesshit Shitternational because he is an "oppressed minority"...

Fucking these, makes you An Unfuckable.

By the way, there are some Finnish guys who consider me a reason to deem a woman Unfuckable, and you know what? That is their prerogative. It is their decision.

By the way, while you all know what a gangbanger looks like, or a Harlem thug wanna be, many of you not in Europe may not know what an Apaci looks like.

Here are some pictures of what we see walking the streets of Europe more and more often, to the detriment of us all.

A collage, the best of the best. These are moderate. 

Never in groups less than five. 

Could it be genetic?

"I kill you if you call me gay"

 There you got it.

These are turning into a fashion.

Can you blame me for calling the fashion fuckers the Unfuckables?


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I was supposed to make this question into a different post, but could not figure a title for it, so here it is:


Why don't we see female vibrating enrichers?

Is immigration sexist? Only allowing male vibrating enrichers into the country? Discrimination?

Or are the male vibrating enrichers not allowing their women out on the streets? Oppression?

Or are the women beaten when they are seen with non-vibrators? Abuse?

Are they barefoot and preggos when their men are roaming the streets for pussy 24/7?

Where are the women?


Where?

You'd think they don't exist, but somebody has given birth to the male vibrating enrichers, so where are the women?

Rejected entry into the welfare state? Oppressed to stay at home by the "opressed minority"? Beatenby the "oppressed minority"  if they want to have a glimpse of what a society looks like?

Where the fuck are they?

The Unfuckables

There was an incident I mentioned in my previous post:

Three guys sitting, good looking girl passes by, easily a nine.

"She's beautiful man" says one
"Who?"
"That one. But she likes enriching  vibrants"
"I'd rather fuck an orc as now that looks more attractive to me"
"I believe a woman that choses that man is not suitable for me" says our nicest one,
"Yea. If you'll build a house, would you build in on the enriched soil of Fukushima?"
Three heads bobbing up and down in agreement.

 It seems that fucking and enriching vibrant is becoming a fashion. Fine.

The only thing is this, I am an immigrant. Neither do I enrich, nor do I vibrate;

For me, and for many other men, Finnish, Western, non-Western, these women are undateable.

For me, and for many other men, these women are...

Unfuckable.

Once you let your pussy be enriched by a vibrating man's rod, you radiate that. You shine in the dark.

You are an enriched vibrant fucker.

You are unfuckable.

This is not hate, nor is this stopping women from doing what they want to do.

They chose to be enriched by vibration, they are so totally free to do that.

It is a sexual preference.

We chose to not fuck them with someone else's member.

It is a sexual preference.

Deeming them The Unfuckables is a sexual preference.

It is stopping us from fucking the glow in the dark enriched vibration loving womanhoods... Nothing else nothing more.

See, I like my women beautiful, smart, cute, dignified, fun, caring, appreciating, tall, short, and non-enriched, and non-vibrated.

Just like a woman has a list for men.



I like analogies, and to my friends on the table I used one.

Fukushima.

Tasteless? Maybe...

But once this enriching vibrant fucking really lets loose its fashion, we will have a seociosexual Fukushima on our hands.

Fukushima was enriched. It was full of enriched plutonium. Then the earth vibrated.

My uttermost respects go out to the men who sacrificed themselves to keep the disaster in check. Their debts will never be repaid. Not by a society that has alienated its men to the point of men dropping out of society in the millions. 

What I am talking about is Fuckushima.

Fuckushima was enriched. It was full of enriched spermanium. Then the bed vibrated.

Fuck me if I sacrifice myself for that.

 You girls,

Who get enriched by any of the vibrants, some of who coincidentally just passed me right now,

Are Unfuckable.

Not out of hate, but out of disgust.

The Unfuckables.

Value assessment of some fine asses

Two guys who have relatively empty balls are enjoying the view:

"Fine ass" I say
"Yea, and she has shagged all the good looking guys in town, except me"
"You'd still tap that"
"Of course"

....

Same two guys, same night, a girl with a boyfriend in tow comes to say hi to a group of guys in front of us; and from the way the guys' hands were behaving, it was clear there was a history.

"Another fine ass"
"Yea. Definitely worth a tap"
"Worth a date?"
"Man. You effing crazy? She's been tapped by the whole group there. Would suck to be the boyfriend right now"

....

And then, not all N's are made equal.


....

Three guys sitting, good looking girl passes by, easily a nine.

"She's beautiful man" says one
"Who?"
"That one. But she likes enriching  vibrants"
"I'd rather fuck an orc as now that looks more attractive to me"
"I believe a woman that choses that man is not suitable for me" says our nicest one,
"Yea. If you'll build a house, would you build in on the enriched soil of Fukushima?"
Three heads bobbing up and down in agreement.








Different marketplaces, different rules, different ns, different Ns.

All respecting the choices made by the women. 


(Comment on AlphaGamePlan)

Female oppression 2012

I will not write the long version due to wanting to keep mental sanity.

"Today is the celebration day of -somename-?" He asks.
"Ah. Yes. She was a very important woman for the rights of women" she says
"Well, she did a good job" he says...

"yes, but I just read an article about inequality in the paper" she says
"Is it about the wage gap?" He asks.
"Yes. And also they said that women have worse conditions in the workplace" she says..

I can't... I just can't...

"They wrote that, but more than 95 percent of deaths in the workplace are men" I say, calmly.
"But for example higher level nurses have stress even in their retirements", she says. 

Stress is worse that death,eh?

...
...
... you want to have a rational talk with that?

Good thing is, opening my mouth got me one ally, and put question marks in at least two guys' brains.

Fuck you kebab shitters and you , the importers

4 am. Lying in bed. Still drunk, wondering what the fuck just happened.

Was talking to a Thai girl, cute little perk thing, who told me she wants to see me again. I told her I am no boyfriend material, she still talked to me. She disappeared,  so I went to take my jacket.

While I am talking to one of the Finns I know she reappears, and after some chat; BTW, she lives out of town,

"you want to come to areaxxx with us"
"i live in areaxxx", I say, her face lightens up.
"sorry, I want to Fuck you tonight" she says.

Some more chat, and her friend comes

"where you from?"
"half German half Turkish" yea, I am a child of multiculturalism, that hates the pc mc diversity bullshit,

A girl, who just told she is sorry that she wants to Fuck me, switches, makes a 180, and stops talking to me.

And it was not the German part that screwed me.

You fucking imported assholes, what the fuck do you do that a girl switches like that.

What the Fuck did my lamdesmänner do to make this possible?

I do not mourn the loss of some girl's evening fun, I don't care, I mourn the loss of humanity that is part of half of me.

You fucking asshholes, Fuck your past generations and Fuck your future generations. I don't know what you did, but for that kind of reaction ( not once, not twice; but general way of things) to get; what you did must have been evil as evil comes. May you and your bloodline rot in Hell.

And to the pro immigration shitheads. You will rot in Hell, but be sure that while you rot in Hell, your children will piss on your graves.

That is, if they decide that you deserve to have a grave to piss on.

Fuck you all. May Hell be not enough for your Shit that you make us live through.

...written on the phone by a drunk dude...

... also from this day on my name is Jürgen....

Fuck . You. Your bloodline. Your past. Your present. Your future.

Selective import of nonhumans can only succeed this much.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Goodnight to y'all.

The idiot, and the creepy old man

We were three guys.

She came to say hi to the tallest of us. And the youngest. Old friend of hers.

The other guy interacts,

She turns to our mutual friend, who actually just met him
"This idiot your friend?", there was no need to punish this little rabbit for stating the obvious.

Then I interact, she turns to our mutual friend, says something.which I don't hear.

At this point I did for a second think "who is this creepy old man", smiled to the thought, but sadly that was not what she said.

"Your friend is mysterious"

That, coming from a girl who is 21, more than a decade younger than me, at her sexual attractiveness peak, and gorgeous to boot. Now that made me smirk to myself, invisible to the outer world.

What was the difference?

Idiot:

Immediately shows interest in girl.
Leans in.
Tries to joke.
Tries to flirt.
Smiles like a jackass.
Did I say lean in? Like a tree blown by a hurricane?

Mysterious:

Girl comes. Don't move. Don't react.
Tell our mutual friend that I thought she was sixteen when I saw her in the gym. She standing beside us.
She jumps in, "21"
Tell our mutual friend "Good she is legal"
I then turn to her, "You had me thinking for a second there that you were almost illegal" now she is puppy eyed.
Then I smile. "Apparently not"
No lean in, no extreme joy at her presence, no smile without me earning it for myself, or her earning it.
Just another fish in the ocean (even if at this point a bulge would have been visible in my pants, had she looked down).

These small differences make up the chasm between the idiot and the mysterious.

No more flying, wingman candidate..

Things I write are always personal stories, and such, may seem meaningless. There, not if always, but many times, is a lesson there. Especially for the young guns.

I like the number three.

One is a mistake.
Two is a trend.
Three is Bye Bye.

One.

Barmaid smiles at me, cute little thing. Does not acknowledge the candidate.

"Dude, she is so into me. One day I will do her so bad"

And then attempts at getting her attention, bad attempts.

One. Mistake.

I need to remind you this kid is fast. A handsome speedy devil.

Two.

Girl walks all the way across the bar to say hi, to me. A girl that I have been interested in and a girl who has been interested in me, just have jot found the right time right place yet. After the chat, the flirt, etc, I introduce them.

When she leaves,

"Dude, I was almost tucking her a year ago. I had a girl with me so I had to shoot her down"

Two. Trend.

The guy you are out with is supposed to talk, but not talk bullshit, or try to one up you every single time.

I had not waited for Three to happen, for the Bye Bye, but it happened without him knowing it.

"Dude, after you talked with her, I went and talked with her. Did not work out" yea, after I talk to a girl for more than half hour... Still am unaffected... to a point.

What he does not know is this:

" Strange, last night only one more foreigner talked with me. An Italian came to talk after our first chat"

Right.

So, you are talking to a girl that I have clearly been flirting with. And you say you are Italian. A lie. (that I endorse if it is done far away from me)

Three. Bye Bye.

Two was Bye Bye. Three is going kamikaze on the candidacy.

Young'ns,

If you want the law of "Bro's before ho's" to be held in effect.

Behave like a motherfucking bro,
Not a goddamn Ho.

Wiping the ass of some other man's progeny

Saw Blue Angel sitting there with her sister, another girl and another dude.

Good looking as I remember her; I was wondering about the situation.

Who was the guy dating?

Definitely too average to be dating the sister, a 25 year old model who has dated studs. Not the nice kind.

The other girl? Dunno.

So my curiosity stays unsatisfied, until in a different location in the same bar, betabitchboy sitting on her lap, we come eye to eye with the girl and a subtle hi is exchanged.

Got to give it to her, she could have slept with me few months back, but she was kind of seeing somebody. Faithful to at least some extent.

But him?

When I met her months ago she said she had a baby boy, something that is one year old or smaller.

Means she is possibly still breastfeeding the little rascal.

Where is the dad?

Not in the picture.

From what I gather, the father is an asshole, a thug, a stud, a player, a celebrity, any combination in between.

From what I gather it is the produce of a short fling with an attractive man whose sperm was valuable.

If a kid is like five or older then maybe I could forget a man committing to another man's baby's mother. At least the kid sleeps at night.

What the fuck goes in a man's head when he wakes up three times in a night to carry somebody elses dickjuice?

From where I stood, I looked at one woman who I Liked when I met her, but would never consider more than one night, two nights or the occasional friendly call...

I looked at betabitchboy who was tapping that ass, one that I missed, happy in his at last found sexual release, paying not just through his nose, but paying through his ancestors' nose. The whole thousand generations. The ancestry ends here. 

There is no excuse. There is no fucking excuse.

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In the same light. This celebrity divorce between Seal and Klum is said to happen because he started partying.

I tell you the reason.

Even if she gave him three kids, raising the kid of some Italian Playboy old enough to be Klum's father was the cancer that ate at him. Committing to a woman who was already pregnant, even if she was one of the most attractive women at the time, was like the soul killing cancer.

He chose to chemo that with younger fresher vajayjay... Vajayjay that is not inseminated with some old Italian Stallions lifewater.

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One thing I know for sure.

Betabitchboy is not raising the kid of another betabitchboy.

Commitment to Inseminated Incubators VS Shotgunning Semen,
0:1

The Triangle: The Diver

There is a Bermuda Triangle out there that swallows your sexual adventure possibilities.

This triangle consists of Divers, Orbiters, and Cockblockers.

Their mission in life is to destroy your sex life, and sometimes they do succeed.

This is part 1, The Divers.

Except the men who exclusively had committed relationships, every man that I know who is sexually active has dived. In the case of a man who gets laid, it may have come in conjunction with alcohol, simply to end a drought, or the investment was so low, the man thought, "Bust a nut for free, why not". In the case of men who don't get laid, it was, to get laid. But then, for these this would not be called diving anyway.

I have dived.

Few times, various reasons. In some it was alcohol, in some it was the drought, and in some I just wanted to bust a nut and an opportunity arose.

In all these times, I knew I would feel bad in the morning, and I did.

This is usually the case, you dive, you empty a nut. you nut feels good, your soul suffers.

Sometimes your friends get to hear about it, or they were there that night, and they show their love and affection for you by reminding you of that one time you dived, compared to the other times that were flying like an eagle.

I say all these about diving, but even if his self confidence suffers due to the dive, one man's dive does not affect his future prospects as much as other men's cumulative dives.

What I mean by this:

Two handsome, well dressed guys standing at the bar, having fun, laughing, chatting, just having a good time.

These two girls, barely average, spot these two guys, and get interested.

With puppy eyes they come "Where are you from?"

The guys, instead of staying in their high seats and having a friendly chat, immediately move to the flirty chat where they openly start hitting on the girls. Body language, tonality, the words spoken etc.

One guy leaning in to the girl, "What are you doing later?"

Girls not on their level approach the guys, the guys immediately show unearned interest, and in five minutes, the girls leave. I am not talking about having a normal fun chat; I am talking about a full frontal demonstration of sexual interest. And neither the girls, nor any other observer would have any idea that these guys are actually enjoying the company of gorgeous girls.

I do not care about these specific girls, would not touch them with a ten foot pole.

And actually I was the third guy and the question was directed at me, and I had taken a step back, just kept silent and watched the girls when the other two jumped in. I turned to the fourth guy to continue the chat. And observe.

What happens in situations like this is that the average girls in the venue see two attractive men jumping hoops for two average girls, so the observing average girls think that is the least they will accept in a man.

The attractive girls see these attractive guys go for the average girls, and this increases their already high standards.

Now an attractive girl will not show interest to an attractive man, who has shown interest to an Average Jenny.

She already had a high standard (which can be short circuited usually by extreme confidence, or assholeness), she wants a successful man, attractive, charming, fit, funny, manly, trendy etc, now she really will not look at anything other than a Greek god with godly charm, godly money, and godly intellect.

Two men's dive will not cause this. Hundreds of men diving each weekend will inevitably cause this. Hundreds of women observing hundreds of men happily diving, grateful for the opportunity, skewes the market. Fatties get fatter, they can afford it, the attractive just skyrocket their standards.. (Which can be destroyed by a man who is in the know)

Now the behavior that used to be enough to get with the attractive ones is not enough anymore.

Confidence? Confident guys just jumped hoops for average girls.
Looks? Same.
Attitude? Same
Whatever trait? Same

Now, only extremes work.

Unwavering confidence, total indifference, full on tease, if needed, total assholery, add extreme adjective previously attractive trait.

That is why the Divers are one corner of the Bermuda Triangle of the Sexual Sea. I did my little share in this. Learned my lessons. Many a night left home alone because did not want to dive when an opportunity arose.

Before I close, now imagine the damage the chubby lovers have done. Diving for busting a nut is something.... proudly holding hands is something else.

I meet my first crazy ass psycho girl

"What about I visit you next weekend" she had said.

One of the sweetest girls that I mad met; and a lot of fun. It had been some time we had last seen, so I thought, "Why not"

"Welcome" I replied and left it at that, figuring the plans can be done later.

Saturday comes, she is in town, wants to see her friends, and I want to have a relaxed saturday for once. After the married chick, the volleyball hell, and few nights that would lead me to quitting my favorite venue of years, I looked forward to some cozy eve without going into town.

So I tell her to see her friends, that I got stuff to do, and that she call me when she is finished, we got all sunday for us anyway.

I am home, watching some good action flick, have no interest in meeting the girl out in town, something I know she will ask, so make myself a good cup of brewed coffee.

The phone rings.


"Hello, we are finished"
"Allright, where are you know"
"Downtown. You want to come here?"
"Just made a coffee. And it is cold. You come here"
"I don't know" ... I saw a red flag. Ignored.
"You come, we see"
"Ok"


While drinking the coffee, I get a burst of inspiration and decide to wait for the girl downstairs, outside.

I go down, jeans, tshirt, and coffee; it is -11.

I stay outside, sipping my coffee and enjoying the torture. Then I see her coming. Good. I was about to turn into ice anyway.

She arrives, I move to give her a quick welcome hug, she recoils. WTF? Anyway, I am freezing and am not going to wait for some fickle girl's mind to tun me into a tall ice statue,

I open the door, and mention her in, she comes, but she is walking too far away for a girl who sent "What about I visit you next weekend", out of the blue. I don't care as there is the huge heater by the elevator and I need to put my back to it to regain life.

She goes to the other side of the corridor, I know something is wrong, but I do not know what it is, and I can fix that. Or, so I think.

I tell her to come upstairs, she comes. Again, far away from me in the elevator.

We get to the apartment, I get me a whiskey. She sits on the corner of the couch, I take the other side.

"Tell me. What is it." I say
"The magic is gone"
"Ok, that happens"
"And I am angry at myself"
"That happens too."

But it is not in the words. It is in the eyes. The eyes are not the girl's that I knew. They are someone else's. Now I start feeling the dread.

We talk a bit more, more, meaning two three sentences, when she mentally retires to some other place.

Now I am curious, am sipping my whiskey and occasionally watching the girl's eyes.  It was very interesting. Like another person was there instead of the sweet girl.

She shouts out that I am irritating.

Whatever I think, turn back to my whiskey and read some economics blog from the net.

I need to pee.

She is sitting by the living room door so I have to pass by her.

"Don't fucking come close to me" she shouts
"Fucking going to toilet" I reply.

This goes on for fifteen more minutes, mostly silent treatment from her side, and I don't care, except that I know I got a potential problem in my hand.

So, while I was thinking what to do, when she breaks the silence with

"When is my next train", I am relieved.

I check.

"11".

"Ok I will read a book" she says, goes to the bedroom.

I start watching another movie. Can't concentrate though. Time passes, so I go to my bedroom, she is indeed reading.

"It is 10.30, in ten minutes you will have to run."
"I like running"
"Fine"

Ten minutes pass, I forget to check the time, twenty minutes pass, and just when I realized "shit, she missed the train", she comes to the couch

"I am seeing my friends tomorrow"
"And?"
"I am staying here"
"No you are not"
"Yes I am and you have no say in this"
"I prefer you not stay"
"I dont care, you can't kick me out"
"Look, if I trusted the police, I'd kick you out"
"Will they listen to you or me"

And that was the end of it. Even if I had my back covered in case the police did arrive, since the sweet girl had turned into an unpredictable psycho ass bitch, things could get out of my hand.

Thing is, if I do not kick her out, 99% probability is I got a problem, but a small problem.
If I kick her out, hairy dark foreigner that I am, the problem probability would lower to 1%, but the problem would be so big that 99% probability of the discomfort of a small problem was worth tackling, instead of the 1% probability of getting my life fucked. Not kicking her out, in worst case she would break something in the house, and I got insurance for that. Examples for the 1% risk would be that the arriving police squad will have a police officer that had to deal with other imported hairy dark foreigners, and would approach me with that bias. Not worth the risk.

The crazy ass psycho bitch offered to sleep on the couch tho, got to give her that.

My whiskey was finished.

I squeeze some lemon, and put tequila into the glass.

A friend texts me "Out tonight". I look at the text, I look at the girl, I look at the tequila, I look back at those strangely darting eyes of the psycho bitch, and downed the tequila.

Got up,

"Are you going out" she asks,
"Yea"
"Ok"

Get dressed, pour me another tequila, pour some tequila into my flask, squeeze another lemon, shoot that first tequila and leave the house.

Go to the bar, see my friends, down two tequilas. Get some wine. Flirt with a gorgeous blondie, nothing comes out of that, meet one of the most stylish guys in town (respect where it is due), meet the girl who had elbowed me a year before in the belly with hatred in her eyes, now we are on friendly terms, meet two more girls, and move to another venue; me, friends, stylish guy, elbower, and the two girls.

On the way, I finish my flask, two tequilas.

We enter the bar, I meet some more people, amd having a blast that night, which had to end eventually.

After some incident I skip here, I made it home. Drunk. Bombed. Smashed.

My noise wakes up the crazy ass psycho bitch. She gets up, now she's got the sweet eyes again. Good I think to myself, she's switched personalities.

So I go to sleep.

I wake up, no hangover, but totally devastated, so make some breakfast.

The sweet girl wakes up, it is all back to the crazy ass psycho bitch... I curse my luck.

After I eat breakfast and watch a sunday movie, she takes her book and goes to my room, where she falls asleep.

When she wakes up, she is back with the sweet girl persona.

I ask her when she is going to meet her friends, and that is soon. So I am happy. Happy like christmas.

Time comes, she gets dressed,

"Will we see again" she asks. I, not wanting to risk to shithc the sweet girl back into a crazy ass psycho bitch,
"Let's see"
"Ok, have a good life" she says when she is out the door.

The door closes.

It is me, my house, my plants, and my dust mites.

No crazy ass psycho bitch in the sweet girl's clothing.

All of this was just a summary of my last 18 hours until then, so you would understand that I am feeling relieved, I am feeling happy, I am feeling joyous, and I am thinking to myself, that I was lucky. That there are men who marry these lunatics; and I just got rid of one without enduring significant pain.

Damn, there are men who make children with these lunatics. Live in the same house, day in day out.

I rarely feel so much pity for another person.

Then my phone alerts me to a message.

"I did not mean what I said. You know I like you, I know you like me"

No. No. No. Go away. Go away.

I shivered.

Thanks to that message, my sunday ended with me shivering in bed.

Never, never again.

The NSFW definitive guide to men's room etiquette (repost)

 

(My hate speech primer was supposed to go up tomorrow, I wanted this pic to celebrate the saturday night. So I repost this to put this on top of the previous post. Somehow editing the time stamp does not work the way I want it to.)

The NSFW definitive guide to men's room etiquette

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What is hate speech? An introductory example

Free speech is a big issue nowadays, but it is surpassed by the hate speech issue.

Here is a short introduction:


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Declaring "We hate you. You will either subjugate or we will kill you"; now, this is free speech.

Saying "Look, they say they hate us. They say that we shall subjugate, or they will kill us"; now, this is hate speech. Punishable by prison.


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The one who is more easily offended defines free speech. If you have a group that is perpetually offended, then that will be the only group that will define what is hate speech and what is not. And since that group is incessantly offended,  when one day there is nothing even for them to be offended by, this will lead to them being offended by every single breath we take;

Eventually this will lead to our breathing being a hate crime.

What then? 

An insight into the mind of a multiculti virus infected zombie

Small examples:

"Finland needs immigrants to do the jobs that need to be done"
"Dude, there is 10% unemployment, and 10% early retirement"
"..."

"We need immigrants to pay for the retirement benefits of us in the future"
"Dude, the minority coming here is of the educated working class, the majority is on 40% or more welfare and the working rest do not make that much money"
"... but..."

But these are small examples and these are individuals who have a reach of 10-20 people.

What happens when this multiculti zombie can reach thousands, if not millions of people?

I said I quit the smelly media posts, and I did, yet, this one was so in line with what I cannot fathom in what how some people can butcher logic, and with what I hear from the multiculti zombies, that without giving links or quotes, I will delve into the mind of a multiculti infested braindead zombie that has the reach of millions; mainly due to media monopoly, and due to the financial rape under the name of TV tax of people who have no TV.

So,

And EU report is apparently out showing the Somalis in Finland face a great deal of discrimination.

Fine.

In other news, reading between the lines, it is clear that Somalis face even more discrimination in Somali, and hey, is that not the reason they come to the racisss waters of Europe?

Ah well.

Who cares. We established that the Finns are racisss.

In the same article a fleeting mention of female genital mutilation happens.

In an article about Finns being racisss..., we have FGM.

How many old-Finns have remodeled their daughters vaginas in the last month?
0?

How many old-Finns have remodeled their daughters vaginas in the last year?
0?

How many old-Finns have remodeled their daughters vaginas in the last decade?
0?

How many old-Finns have remodeled their daughters vaginas in the century?
0?

So why is this mentioned in an article about Finns being racisss?

Because Finns not being able to solve an ingrained part of another culture is racisss.

It is mentioned that the people from this culture had to learn to work together.

A people that have lived in the same place for centuries had to learn together.

But Finns are racisss because they are still trying to learn to work together with people they have never met except on racisss chocolate wrappings...

P.s. did I mention that old-Finnish mothers do not genitally mutilate their girls?

And then we hear of an incident that a young boy of 13 is called "terrorist" in the subway and the boy naively asks what he could do as not to look like one...

I am sorry for the boy.

Finns are racisss...

Except that his brothers are in the top three reported accused terrorists all over europe...

Except that his brothers are in the top three convicted assault rapists all over Scandinavia...

Except that his brothers are in the top three suspected criminals per population all over Europe...

Except this, except that....

Finns are racisss...

Finns are racisss for calling the boy terrorist; ok, that even I would call racist; yet...

Soon Finns will be racisss for accusing any non-Finn with a strap-on bomb in his chest a terrorist.

Already Finns are racisss for not liking FGM, and in the same time racisss for not being able to stop that tradition...

And our biggest problem is a boy being called a terrorist, not unknown numbers of girls being sent back home only to return without a part of their womanhood, not dialogue with a group that is the most fertile breeding ground for misguided extremists.

Biggest problem is tolerance. Anything less, racisss... asking accountability, racisss, asking anything is racisss... It is give give give... Anything else, racisss...

And then immigrant groups say they want more interaction with Finns.

Well, I do not see that "want" when I see the group of ten sitting in the coffee shop for hours not end, shouting discussing loudly, looking around aggressively, trying to intimidate passers by, causing finnflight from venue after venue.

I do not see that "want" when somehow it is only the male immigrants you see. No women. Nada. Zero. Zilch... (Except if they are supervised by a male or two, or multiple women each having four-five kids in tow )

For this multiculti virus infested zombie, the spots on the sun are the result of Finns racisssm,

And such is the lack of dialogue with a group of people that itself had to learn intra-group dialogue first. 

Finns are racisss...

For these zombies, so am I...

For these zombies, facts be racisss...

Logic be racisss...

The thing is, whatever I, my own people, or the Finns do, whatever; these zombies will find something else to blame on us, on our racisssm...

Since facts are racisss...

Logic is racisss...

2+2 = a diverse combination of numbers; calling it 4 is racisssm against a diverse combination of unknown numbers.

And this is the same mind that says

"FGM is a Finnish problem"
"We need immigrants to do the jobs..."
"Honor violence is a finnish problem..."
"We need immigrants to pay our retirements" (How fucking racist is that? Importing slaves, eh? And I am called raciss... Mofos)

Etc,

Only, with a reach to millions, and backed by 400 or so million Euros, and backed by the law, and the party....


Endnote: I will kindly introduce the logical phrase, NASALT, not all Somalis are like that. which I truly believe from all my heart. Of course not all Somalis are like that. My friend who is a great sportsman, a hardworker, a good student and human being is not like that; the kid I met in a bar one night who works three jobs is not like that; this 13 year old boy going to school is not like that; the majority of the Somali people here are not like that. Hardworking people trying to make a living, many are. But facts are facts. And this text is in no way an incitement against the Somali people, or their community. This text is solely a reporting on a disagreement with the way media reports certain issues and presents unrelated facts in unrelated manners with unwarranted conclusions while omitting to present related news and omitting to present related arising issues. It is a disagreement with the dishonesty and the biased reporting of state owned media payed by my taxes that are taken from me without basis. A TV tax taken from one without a TV, after changing its name to Tax (I do not know the new name of the tax, and am not going to waste time finding it).

Finnflight from my venue of the night

I knew the place was not the same as it used to be. Used to be the top place to meet professional people, good looking women who you can talk with, and friends.

I was there this weekend.

In the past few years it had gotten slowly worse, but it was bearable.

2012 must have been the tipping point.

The place will not survive this year to enter next year as the top venue of the town.

Reason: Finnflight

Reason: Metrosexual vibrants, designer cultural enrichers, "thug life" jeans carrying blingers...

The place was vibrating and it was not due to the music.

You see, the educated foreigners do not vibrate a place.

But the educated foreigners are also affected by the economic situations. Cheap food restaurants and government handouts are not.

In any case, this local, popular, international (educated professionals) venue has turned into a culturally enriched vibrant venue, and the first people to leave are the girls who still like some kind of western culture in their men... Then the men leave because they do not have interest in women that are enriched and wet for vibrants...  Then the place either adapts to the new clientele, or goes bust.

Since I have no interest in vibrant loving carnally enriched females, not even for a single time of busting a nut, I am taking leave.*

On the search of the least vibrant night venue of the town,...

Which sadly may be a hipster bar...

Fuck.



*This I will post sometime later, but that sentence will get me accused of being racisss... I see it as a sexual preference. I don't want a biker gang groupie, I don't want a basketballer groupie, I don't want a homeless girl, I don't want a girl with 66 piercings on her face, I don't want a fat girl, I don't want a girl with herpes, and besides many other things that kill my attraction, I don't want a vibrant loving carnally enriched female. It is not racisss, it is preferencisss, it is standardisss, it is self respectisss, it just issss