Showing posts with label whores. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whores. Show all posts

Monday, 17 November 2014

Lowlife Men are a Huge Problem for Society


It's amazing that someone could write that sentence without immediately wondering why prostitutes won't accept money.

Prostitutes are hated by Society's women for being "too cheap" and "too easy" -- contemplate the implications of that -- women who force men to pay to pleasure them are scorned by Society, not for abusing men but for not abusing them enough.

Even prostitutes (who contribute nothing) turn up their noses at men who've:
  • worked their entire lives, 
  • always paid their taxes, 
  • always obeyed the law, 
  • fought for their country, 
  • protected children, 
  • respected women.


This should alarm Society as all conflict is created by inequities and injustice. You should take it personally when another member of a society that you are part of is treated badly. It's personal for them. 

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Bill Burr on Women



Truth can be hilarious but women weren't born like this. People tell me that wanting women to live up to my idealised view of "the perfect woman" is unreasonable. This is curious logic because I demand Nothing from women. I need Nothing. I ask for Nothing. I've never wanted anyone to do a single thing for me. I want everyone to do Nothing for me. Do as you please. Live for your Self.
"How are you?" 
"What are you doing?" 
"Can I get you anything?" 
"Are you okay?" 
"How are you feeling?" 
"What are your plans?" 
"What do you want?" 
Nothing! I want Nothing. Why would anyone accept less?

If demanding Nothing from women is misogynist, you need to take a deep breath and think.

If demanding Nothing from you is asking too much, stop! You don't need more oxygen. You need less.

Monday, 15 September 2014

It's All For A Good Cause.



As the meaningless lines swirled back and forth, I tried to visualise the carnage and destruction. A thousand years of bloodshed as the means to an end that is...dizzy and nauseous, I had to lie down. I woke to find I'm a (terrible) poet. I wish I didn't know it. 


Vassal screams, sovereign schemes,
Palace intrigues plot twists,
All the children kept simple and stupid,
By their patron's standardized K.I.S.S. 

"Please mind the gap!"

Saturday, 31 August 2013

The Value of EX.

This girl I know wrote an emotional essay moaning about her EX and posted it on her LINE timeline. It was rather well-written actually, resplendent with EX. No doubt better than my effort below but hers was cruel and indignant, the venting of a narcissist Toddler frustrated with a world that can't get with her agenda. I don't know her EX is but I know why stalkers can't let go. They've been deceived

Truth is never unkind.
___________________


"The One and Only" is only confused by the value of EX. 

Be cautious EXploiting men who are feeling how they're supposed to feel. They don't EXactly live in the moment of your EXuberance with you. They won't understand your need to EXpress truth that varies. They were made by another to love their mother. They weren't made with you in mind. 

You are gaming men so you're not playing on their side. Neither are they but they're playing for keeps. If you don't EXplain to victims of your EXcitement how truth varies and why, they might EXit the game when you call time. They might just forget to leave you behind. I'm pretty sure this happens all the time. Why play fast and loose with a mother's Passion if you're not prepared to be a Crime.

When the Game is over, you want to live, get on with your life. I sympathise. You should know why your EX might want to die. Stalkers were made another to love their mother; to suffer, to serve, to sacrifice for life. Men have been dying to impress for a long time. 


Men who die for love will kill for love. In this Game, people can die. It's guaranteed when playing with kamikaze values as inEXplicable as seppaku (suicide for failing to die). Hard to win like that but men aren't raised with winning in mind. They don't value the win so much as the fight. Men won't value your cavalier deceit, they're not as fast and loose with the truth. They were made to be EXploited by others, not by you. Make them EX with caution. Stalkers don't play like you. The Game is over for them. They're in overtime. 

You can play with men like toys but mothers don't break boys for your amusement. You can pick them up, say they're The One, but they weren't made for that kind of use. They weren't made for you. Men who need to love were broken for love and bred with love. They live and die and fight for the One love. They weren't broken for you to break. I'm just saying...I'm not giving you advice.

I'm just saying...men are made to love for life.

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Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Women Rock Lying.


My first thought was, "Really? I didn't even know that."

The thing about liars is their minds are broken and what's more, they don't want to be fixed. What's the point?

I have this repetitive conversation with girls where I explain to them that I do not value their demented, transparent lying, their nauseating small talk and toddler attempts to elicit Intel to use against me; and they just laugh, completely missing the point.

Unless they haven't? Women have created a world of illusory need and every road leads to sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Women choose to be good for nothing but sex. Their lies defeat the sole purpose of discourse. Their obsession with sex is why women have largely failed to contribute anything of value but to suggest that they've been dead weight would be a misrepresentation of the damage they've done to destroy everything.

To bring life into this world of leeches makes you evil. I hope your children will be able to forgive you.


Their reaction to being corrected reveals the truth. They don't want to be correct.


"If you have to choose between being [wrong] and being right, choose being [wrong] and you will always be right."
World of insanity.

Thursday, 6 June 2013

Cultural Bloodlust.


I was in Spain a few years ago and I went to see a bullfight. I'd never seen one before and I was keen to see the underdog win. The first thing that disturbed me was how everyone was cheering for the matador. I filmed a couple minutes as the bull charged the horse (who had no beef with the bull but the bull didn't understand why it was being stabbed to death). Then we left as we didn't understand why it was being stabbed to death either. It's just a gorefest. I put the video on YouTube where it has a couple hundred thousand views and yesterday someone asked a question that gave me pause. It did strike me as strange that the horse was so quiet so I looked into it.

Explanation taken from catcahelpanimals.org:
The horses used in the bullfights are old ones sold for few coins to the bullfighters. Their vocal cords are mutilated without any anaesthetic so they cannot neigh in fear, especially after been stabbed by the bull horns. This is so that the audience is not aware that the animals are suffering. 
When the bullfight is going to start, the horse is mute, blindfolded with vaseline and cotton in their ears and nose holes; without it's senses. The horse's back is covered by a peto (sort of thin blanket) and ridden by the "picador" (the man with the "puya'). The whole puya gets inserted 3 to 4 times into the bull's back and moved in circles, so the bulls gets 3 or 4 wounds, 14 cms deep and up to 45 cms of diameter.
As the bull tries to defend itself, it strikes only to penetrate (with its horns) the horse's neck or stomach. If the horse doesn't die, it is taken into the plaza, where its insides are inserted back into its stomach with hay then sewn with rope or wire without any anaesthetic, painkillers or antibiotics. 
The horse is then sent back into the bullring to be ridden again until it drops dead. If by the end of the day the horse is still alive, it is slaughtered by the butcher behind the bullring and its meat is sold as dog food. Sometimes, up to 6 horses have been killed by one single bull. 
The most numbers of horses killed by a single bull, happened few decades ago, and 11 horses laid slowly dying on the bloody arena.

After the picador is finished with it's "puya", then come the "banderillero" who carries the dreadful "banderillas''. These ones are stuck in the bull's neck and back muscles to weaken. Each bull gets between four to six banderillas. With each movement the harpoon rips off the muscles making it extremely painful. 
After the banderillero finish his business comes the coward "matador", who exhausts the bull with a red cape. When the bull gets too weak the matador gets the sword and attempts to stab the bull through its heart. But many times they fail and get the lungs instead, so the bull starts to vomit blood. When this happens, the matador gets a small knife (puntilla), and stabs the bull through it's spinal cord (and continues until the bull falls). 
But many times the bull doesn't die after the 40 to 45 minutes of torture in the bullring; because the puntilla often doesn't kill but just paralyses the bull. So later on when the bull is getting his skin ripped off by the butcher, he suddenly "awakens" and tries to run away. 
In Spain alone, more than 30,000 bulls are killed this way every year.
This is a sadistic business maintained by a handful of powerful people in all these countries, but you can make the difference by not attending this barbaric spectacles and not buying their souvenirs and magazines.
People are disgusting.