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Overkill_Engine WAATGM Endorsed 2d ago
36 going on 56, gross. I can smell the picture - cigarettes and meth, and an unchanged diaper.
I'd rather set my property on fire than let her set one foot on it. Would probably cause myself less fiscal damage that way.
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 2d ago
Put down your buggy whip and join the 21st century, grandpa. "First comes love, then comes marriage, and then comes baby in a baby carriage" is just so passé and démodé.
The cool kids live fast, cover their arms with Toltec-lookin glyphs and let a rich dude clean up the aftermaths!!! Wheee!
Overkill_Engine WAATGM Endorsed 2d ago
I'm good, she can slither on back to the truck stop she crawled out from. Wouldn't even hire her as a maid, she'd start stealing shit the second my back was turned.
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 2d ago
Yeah, for some other dude's kid. Fuck that.
You've been around it 36 times already!
Overkill_Engine WAATGM Endorsed 1d ago
It's funny how they'll make pretentious allusions like being an "old soul" yet fail to grasp that it in part means they should have fucking known better than to make the current set of mistakes.
An actual "Old soul" sees the inevitable consequences of a set of choices and nopes the fuck out ahead of time instead of diving right in like she did. This bitch isn't an old soul, she is a stupid soul.
NPC070201 22h ago
People who have to tell you themselves that they are an 'old soul', are actually the opposite of what they think being an old soul is.
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 16h ago
I'm not even sure what it means, actually. A person who likes sprinkling the occasional antique into their living room?
NPC070201 12h ago
Well, the idea is that someone is wise and insightful beyond their age. Being relatively young but having the wisdom and maturity that comes with an older age.
Which this chic most certainly does not. If someone tells you they are an old soul, what they are essentially saying is that " I'm wise beyond my years." Which, if they have to tell you that themselves, they are not.
Overkill_Engine WAATGM Endorsed 11h ago
Yeah in practice when I hear one utter that tripe I just slot them in the "dumb pretentious twat" category until they manage to prove otherwise.
"Don't try to church it up, Dirt!"
First-light Jr. Hamster Analyst 2d ago
I have been a "Free spirit" I have travelled around the world in a cloud of hemp smoke with my privileged hippy pals. I have got knocked up by hippy arty alternative chad and he has run the hell away from my tattooed arse. I don't blame him though, he's just gorgeous but he isn't providing and I think I am now entering another phase in this life where I am called to be a mother, so I now need a really good Beta for me and young Sky, someone to buy us organic food and pay for the good accommodation in the yurts at the festivals.
What do I offer? Why do you ask, is this your first life or something. I am the prize as ordained by mother nature, the great pussy goddess.
mattyanon TRP Endorsed 23h ago
Usually women are the ones to initiate ending a relationship.
Usually women are the ones being so intolerable that men have to leave.
Usually women instigate divorce, especially when their financial security is assured.
You do not know that the father is not paying child support.
Do not blame the man - we are not the gynocracy here.
First-light Jr. Hamster Analyst 23h ago
In this world where men are fucked over 10 to every one woman who is fucked over, I think we need to give men the benefit of the doubt.
In almost every case, when a man runs, he runs from something bad. If the woman is nurturing and putting out, men don't run, they stay with their sunk investment and they raise their kids. Some like to add other investments but one does not subtract from family unless the investment is toxic.
I would personally like to see men never marry and bail more often from toxic relationships. It would shift the whole market and bring great change. Chad did well one suspects in this case.
mattyanon TRP Endorsed 22h ago
Much better
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 1d ago
You poke fun, but I've stayed overnight in yurts on several occasions. Both Mongolian and Kyrgyz ones. They can be quite cozy. As fuel for the little stove, dried yak dung does not smell, produces very little smoke and very little ash. On the steppe, it's an ideal energy source. 'Yurt' is actually a Turkic word, coming into English via Russian from languages like Kazakh and Kyrgyz. The Mongolian word is actually 'gher', but it didn't make it into English.
There are lots of little folkways among Mongolians that you need to keep in mind to avoid being rude. Some are quite reasonable: Don't spit or throw things into the fire. Don't point to anybody with a knife. Accept things with your right hand; open the door flap with your right hand. Take off your hat and gloves indoors. Sure, understandable. Other tips are less understandable: Don't point your feet at the fire. Don't write anything in red ink. If you are offered snuff, you should open the snuffbox before politely saying 'no'. If the snuffbox is empty, pretend that it isn't empty and politely say 'no'. Don't roll up your sleeves because it's a fighting gesture. Uhm... the proper greeting for approaching a stranger's yurt literally means "hold the dog," supposedly because their dogs might very well be trained to rip your throat out. 'Tis an unforgiving land.
I'm sure the yurts at Burning Man are quite nicer, though.
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 1d ago
Don't throw things into the fire?!
No wonder they've fallen so far ever since the Khans! What good is a fire if you can't throw things into it?!
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 1d ago
Fire holds a special place in that culture. It's sacred, dating to a long way back. Before the Mongolians converted to Buddhism (or to Islam, depending on where they intermixed) the shamans had a fire deity, among others. And I can understand that; without a fire, you could die in the winter.
There's a word they have for a kind of snowstorm: 'zuud.' It's where snow suddenly comes in during the night and buries your herd of animals so suddenly that they suffocate. It's not an avalanche, it's weather.
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 20h ago
Now that's a lot of snow!
First-light Jr. Hamster Analyst 1d ago
That sounds like you have made some very cool trips that I envy you for. Yeah I meant the yurts at the festivals that have fridges and other mod cons and cost 1000's a night. I gather from friends that headbanging arty middle class girls graduate from being banged at festivals in small tents to occasionally consenting in yurts or pods or whatever once they "settle". So beta will need to pay for these things to get some action.
First-light Jr. Hamster Analyst 1d ago
Oh and why do you refuse the snuff when if it is there? I get if the guy is offering a traditional guest gift and hasn't got any you must cover for him by refusing but why does he offer it, if you must refuse it whatever? Customs are very interesting.
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 20h ago
Yeah, I'm curious too. What if you actually want some snuff? I never do, but what if!
First-light Jr. Hamster Analyst 19h ago
I recall some gents from a tribe of gun toting nomads introducing me to snuff. I didn't want to be rude. They seemed to enjoy my sneezing big time.
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 19h ago
Yeah, in a lot of cultures, refusing a gesture of hospitality is extremely rude. For example, when we doing COINOPS (COunterINsurgenfy OPerationS) in Iraq, we were instructed that if they offer you tea or food, you accept the offer. To refuse it is almost like spitting in their face.
And to the locals' credit, when they saw how horrified we were at them using their hands to grab handfuls of rice from the common pile, take a bite or two and throw the rest back into the pile, they started accommodating our sensibilities: from the next occasion on, they gave us each a bowl and spoon and let us get ours before they did their thing.
Here's where it got tricky, though. We also had to learn not to express too much admiration for a possession of theirs, or they might feel obligated to give it to the admirer, and expect a somewhat equal gift in return. And if you messed up and found yourself being offered such a gift, this time it was more polite to refuse it than to accept it (and take on obligations you usually couldn't keep).
And for different cultures having troubles with this sort of thing, it can also happen when two cultures are somewhat similar. I recall this short video I stumbled across a few years back, in which the part-German, part-Irish dude demonstrated this.
It went something like: Irish offers to Irish: guy offers cake, other guy refuses and says he's gained too much weight, first guy tells him he looks great, and pretty much forces him to take the cake after some back and forth.
German offering to a German: want some cake? Yes please. Here you go. Thank you.
German offering to Irish: want some cake? Oh no, i couldn't possibly... German interrupts with "ok" and leaves with the cake.
Irish offering to a German: would you like some cake? Yes please. Well you're very confident! And rude!
First-light Jr. Hamster Analyst 9h ago
I remember at a muslim banquet I once met a retired British officer who had married an arab girl. He told me how he had once taken men on patrol in some politically unstable sultanate just after the second world war. The weapons there were very out of date. The Sultan's guards still carried jezails. These were very ornate and inlaid with silver. A soldier admired one and was at once given it. A fight nearly broke out when he did not then give his enfield rifle in exchange. Eventually peace was restored by making the solder return the jezail explaining that he could not give away his king's rifle. This itself had a knock on effect of reducing the soldiers in the eyes of the arabs because they were effectively servants who carried a master's property. Customs are complicated aren't they.
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 16h ago
Ah, well if you actually like snuff, then you can certainly partake in it. But, if he's just run out and the box is empty, you should instead sniff the box, pretend that there is some in there and politely refuse. You're not supposed to say "hey, the box is empty". I guess it would embarrass the host.
I wasn't aware that you'd been in Iraq. Must've been rough.
Speaking of cultural miscommunications, one time I was in Manila with some rather enthusiastic Filipino hosts at a restaurant. They were asking me about what kinds of local food I'd had before. Two days before, I tried sisig, which contains rather a lot of pork cartilage. I don't particularly like cartilage and I didn't like sisig. And mixed-in with my answer, I guess I offhandedly mentioned "...and I also tried sisig..."
"Oh, you like sisig?!" (Snaps fingers for the waiter)
The next thing I know, I've got a big plate o' sizzlin' sisig right in front of me, and they're like "There ya go!"
You'd better believe I ate the whole thing and pretended to like it.
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 14h ago
OK, in print it's difficult to read sarcasm.
I've mentioned it several times over the years, so are you toying with me, or did you truly miss all the times I've mentioned it?
Yeah, it sucked. Glad that part of my life is over.
I'd try it. I like gristle and cartilage, most of the time. It's like meat-flavored gum!
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 14h ago
You know-- I guess you did mention it before. I guess I failed to recall.
In the other window, I've been researching about buying property in Australia so I don't have room in my head for a lot of things lately, haha..
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 14h ago
After how they treated their citizens during the scamdemic lockdowns, I'd reconsider.
PoopBeast Jr. Hamster Analyst 2d ago
You guys just need to learn to look on the bright side. The kid means at least you know she's not a tranny. Just count that as a blessing and "man up"
No-Stress-Cat Jr. Hamster Analyst 1d ago
She's already decided what her kid is going to be when he grows up. Even got him wearing prison clothes.
FestUndMir 1d ago
she has to be a shit artist is her longevity is THAT important
SpiritualEnema Jr. Hamster Analyst 1d ago
Let me translate this woman-eese for you:
Artist=broke and in debt
Adventurous=likes to travel on another’s dime
Lives so many different lives=Addicted to the cock carousel
Looking to settle down and have a family=You pay for me and my kid without getting one of your own while provisioning and providing me with security.
Adore the opportunity to be a stay at home mom=see above + benefits of feminism + whining about how household chores should still be 50/50 while I spend all your money
Trashy tattoos=makes poor short and long term decisions
At least she isn’t fat, where do I sign up?
polishknight WAATGM Endorsed 1d ago
This looks like the sugar baby/daddy app based upon the style?
Imagine. You're some guy expected to have significant funds and you see this. It's like, say, going to Nordstroms and seeing dollar store merchandise. Men need to recognize our value. This is anti-shaming: If you're a Chad or a rich guy, You should insist the women earn YOUR time rather than the other way around.
Prior to all this feminist nonsense, hypergamy was largely the domain of men: handsome men or military officers who were cash poor insisted the women had fathers with huge tracts of land to offer for dowries and treated him to meals when he courted her. Watch Stanley Kubrick's "Barry Lyndon": Handsome men courted rich women.
Anyhoo, in closing, I can be quite "witty" as she requested: "Hey! I'll provide if you can laser off all that ink!"
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 1d ago
In Tokugawa-era Japan there were a number of marriages which formed between the children of lower-ranking samurai lineages (who were comparatively respectable, but perpetually indebted) and the children of merchants (who were frozen at the bottom rung of the hierarchy, but were usually wealthy moneylenders.)
So the son of a lower samurai might marry the daughter of a merchant, or the daughter of a lower samurai might marry the son of a merchant. The merchant kid would marry in to a more respectable family, while the samurai kid would marry into a wealthy family and reduce whatever debts their family might have.
Marryin' up ain't bad, you've just gotta offer something to the other person. For some reason, the second part seemingly vanished.
First-light Jr. Hamster Analyst 22h ago
basically marriage market value has to be roughly equivalent. Social rank is one part of the equation.
A man can marry up a level in society and fit in if he is very handsome and personable or successful. A woman can marry up a level if she is young, beautiful and chaste, sometimes 2 if she is very beautiful and prepared to make a bit of a scandal but modern women seem to think the rules of equivalent value just don't apply to them.
The market is made by two halves and men are undervaluing themselves. This female has done everything in her power to lower her value and still expects a late in the day bail out marriage. This is possible by trading down -so finding a poor man in his late 40's to early 60's who is poorly educated lower class or a man her age, who is unattractive white trash or has no real employment history but a lot of body art might be roughly fair trading. Sadly she will not recognise these men as even candidates.
polishknight WAATGM Endorsed 1d ago
Back in 1996, a friend of mine with Swiss origins having come-of-age in the states slept around with bar girls and knocked one up. He married her a short time later. She continued to go to bars with her friends, however, while he was left at home cleaning and looking after the two daughters. She worked checkout at the supermarket for a decent union wage while he was an educated financial analyst. He asked her to cut back on the sauce and she served him with divorce papers and only after she had lost in court due to her lifestyle did she offer a reconciliation which he refused. She was bitter about having lost the comfy lifestyle he had provided and took out her anger on the kids. He took the bar wench out of the bar but...
About 3 years prior to him meeting his bar wench, I was lonely on college campus and asked out a plump local girl who worked at the ice cream shop. She was utterly vapid on the date having little to talk about although she did mention that her ice cream job paid better than expected (something I remember to this day!) Heck, I marvel that I remember nearly every girl I dated and laid and brought back some life lesson from the experiences. Perhaps I'm just unusually introspective, but I wonder if these women ever looked back and asked themselves what they were thinking, where they were going, and what had they learned?
I wasn't much to look at back then, but I was a wonder of potential. In Europe, I found women were generally more thoughtful and there's no way a shop-girl there would have treated me with such disdain. I'm thanking the frumpy American commoner girls didn't sink their hooks into me when I was at my most emotionally vulnerable and amused at their relative lack of social wiles that women are supposed to be naturally more adept than us.
Land_of_the_losers the-niceguy.com 15h ago
You know, looking back on my twenties, the only people who ever called me a 'loser' were women in my own age cohort. Literally no one else called me that. My professors liked me. My parents' wide variety of friends liked me. My own friends liked me, of course. The men who didn't like me called me LOTS of names, but not 'loser'. I never considered myself to be a loser, either. I had a lot of advantages. My appearance was neat-- boring, sure, but I wasn't a slob. Me, whenever I needed a job, I was fairly accustomed to getting hired. Some of my friends and acquaintances were really struggling at making ends meet and scratching-out a decent life. I think I was lucky, in some ways.
One of the most interesting dates I ever had in my twenties was with a Buryat woman-- a Russified Siberian Mongolian-- whom I ran into at while at a university campus in Beijing. I couldn't pass-up an opportunity to practice Russian. She wanted to practice English with a native speaker. Irina was her name: she was a dancer, wanted to be a fashion model and, hands down, was the most attractive woman I had ever taken-out for an evening up until then. in terms of looks, she had to have been in the top 1% of women I had ever met at that age. I was absolutely astonished that she was enthusiastic in talking to me.
So I took her to the Hard Rock Cafe one evening. I would say we had a pretty good time-- at least she seemed she did. We shared some laughs, I think we kept it in Russian half the time and in English half the time (In my senior year in high school, I had won a gold medal in a statewide Russian language competition). So I was telling her my background, the kinds of things I've done, the interests I have, and so on. At one point, she showed me photos from her home, I noticed the address was on a street called Prospekt Valentina Tereshkova, and I said "the cosmonaut?" and her eyes lit up "You know her?! I didn't think any Americans knew her!" and we had a laugh.
Anyway, it was really pleasant. I made her laugh, she made me laugh. At one point, she looked at me and said very sincerely: "You're like some kind of Wunderkind!" which felt like one of the best complements I had ever received. To have a woman who was that attractive also acting like I was interesting and fun... really, it was a good feeling.
Anyway, the evening ended cordially, I gave her a kiss on the cheek, but she wasn't really into me. And that's okay-- I think she'd given me a fair chance. She was WAY out of my league, after all. In '97, she would send me a letter from France, where she entered a masters' program and tried to become some kind of model. I don't know what happened to her after that.
But, still-- this was heady stuff for me. This was the sort of memory I would take back to the US, where I could bask in the wonderful spectacle of these blobby uggo chicks with high-fructose corn syrup running through their veins and Dorito dust falling out of their hair, rolling their eyes about what a boring 'loser' I am. Yeah, okay.
The real ass-kicker is when those women would then go get pregnant off of dudes whom they would acknowledge to be way, way worse than me. And that was something which I could not manage to swallow very well. I can handle losing-out to a better man, but losing-out to a worse one is pretty galling.
It was a disorienting feeling. And I would sometimes walk around wondering to myself: "How is it I can get such a good reception from some smart, vivacious, amazing-looking women on the other side of the world, yet women who are obviously way below my standards in my home country think they're too good for me? There is something fundamentally wrong here, and I don't think it's me?" Repeated experiences like that-- this sort of thing happened multiple times in my late teens and early twenties-- made me think I'd been born into the wrong culture.
Typo-MAGAshiv asshole. giga-shitlord. worst mod EVAR. 14h ago
I think most men in the manosphere have had similar thoughts.
Or at least the wrong period in history.
polishknight WAATGM Endorsed 12h ago
@Land_of_the_losers "And that was something which I could not manage to swallow very well. I can handle losing-out to a better man, but losing-out to a worse one is pretty galling."
I'm chuckling that i marvel at this observation, but it's not galling to me. Like someone who treats me badly and then goes for something worse made me feel better.
Aside from my first girlfriend (and hey, I was inexperienced!), the rest would have taken me back in a second. I feel GOOD knowing that the trash in our culture takes itself out, so to speak.I was worried that we'd be a beta male culture for all time.
It's astonishing to me how long it's taking for others to get TRP into their system, but that's part of life.
I had incredible women who were head-over-heels for me. You certainly deserved that pretty girl but probably your lack of game didn't close it. It's strange that I had a nice Polish (local) American girl fall for me when I was 17 but I wasn't ready back then. Then it took another near 15 years to get to the point where I could get a good girl again. I didn't realize until I had left the states how insane this culture is. I had this "feeling" something was off. It's an insane asylum.
Overkill_Engine WAATGM Endorsed 12h ago
The part that is galling to me is when they are willing to consider a decent man as an "option", but in a holistic sense are treating him worse than the bums they used to spread their legs for. A man willing to risk half or more of his lifetime net worth on a woman that gave sex to cads for nothing should rightly be treated by her as an absolute king; nothing he wants is denied to him.
But that's not what these women are doing. They offer decent men worse treatment and demand higher investment from them.
If men insulted each other to that degree as regularly as first world women do to men, there would be non stop bloodshed in the streets.
polishknight WAATGM Endorsed 28m ago
I read the Eff Dee Ess Guide for amusement. Their intertwined philosophy and strategy is The Benjamin Franklin Principle: Men will and MOST love women by being their servants and disposable protectors: Finding happiness from her shit tests and resource draining. Imagine if men viewed women finding happiness by cleaning the kitchen floor faster than us men can walk around in muddy shoes on it.
https://i.pinimg.com/736x/27/d3/84/27d38440b6ce2ad0d0050bf7b5e837c9.jpg
Also, they believe fervently in absolute hypergamy: That even if a woman's life is 2X better with a man in it, she shouldn't put a single percent more into a relationship than the man: 51:49. They'd rather live in a mud hut than pool resources with a man who earned a dime less than themselves. The view relationships with the same mercenary views as a diamond merchant on Valentine's Day. (See below)
That being said, I think us men need to form a collective sense of honor similar to that Nash's Equilibrium Game Theory: https://youtu.be/LJS7Igvk6ZM?t=74
Back in 2000, I saw something on match dot com that amazed me: A single mother by choice, who had decided to not "wait" for a man, or pursue him, had bought sperm but yet was "open" to men, if they were still interested, in wifing her up and paying her bills. She had been so ambivalent towards men that she couldn't even be bothered to get knocked up accidentally the old fashioned way but was open to a bailout.
I ruminated at the profile for quite some time but I would never had swiped on her or given her any satisfaction even if there was a 1/1000 chance of getting laid. Us men need to have more pride in ourselves and each other. It's not always a sin.