I’m fortunate in that women feel comfortable around me. Some of this is innate I think, because I seemed to always have some level of this. Where that comes from, I would think it’s roots are in the typical indoctrination from our well meaning mothers; to be polite & gentlemanly to all women. We do this because we subconsciously cast all women in the mold of our mothers, who for the vast majority we feel a biologically based connection to.
Secondly, I think nowadays the comfort women feel when meeting me once or twice also comes from my honesty. While this honesty still has some conscious filters against vulgarity (always a completely fruitless approach), once I feel as though a woman is comfortable I will be direct.
This in itself has revealed to me some unbelievable truths about women. Although personally I’m not so judgmental with what I see & hear about their attitude towards the opposite sex & sex itself (how could I legitimately be with my hedonistic lifestyle at present), the latitude of available lifestyle choices available to women these days is diametrically opposed to both what is generally consider the ‘correct’ way for a man to live his life, & also what is available / what he himself believes is acceptable for him (because of expected morality structures or low self esteem).
Men in typical Western, white dominated, reverse discrimination systems need to grow up & take responsibility for themselves. Why? Because the vast (I choose that word in its purest, most apt sense) majority of women are doing exactly that; playing this absurd game of life to every shortcut & advantage available to them.
As I’ve previously said, I am currently living in a country where the quality of life is generally good, even for the working class. People earn good money, live in safe environments & generally seem happy.
Since I’ve been here, I’ve met with a number of women who have shared with me (that is; experienced with or they’ve told me after some direct questioning) their dating & sexual experiences. What I’ve learnt from my time here is nothing less than groundbreaking for an uneducated man who still frames women in the same way as his mother.
Barring those who for some reason have a certain pathological desire for specific circumstances (e.g. a relationship by which I mean they are in love with the concept of a relationship, rather than with a person, from which a relationship emerges), the typical western mentality woman (note I’m including converts from other countries who arrive in Western culture) is frankly…
doing as she pleases.
You meet a girl. You think ‘she seems nice’. You exchange a few messages, arrange a time to meet. You think ‘she seems different’. Everything seems to be going well. You meet, chat, pay the bill, go home with a warm fuzzy feeling. You repeat with minor variations, in order to demonstrate your value to her as a mating partner. You feel like you’re falling in love, but it’s most probably just infatuation.
She meets you. She immediately sizes you up; an instant classification based on your demeanor but skewed by how she’s feeling today. She’s been on plenty of dates & has plenty of guys over the years, so whatever you say is going to slot you into another classification. She knows how this game works & that’s what your predecessors have jumped through all kinds of hoops to get her to open her golden gates. Because of them, she knows game better than you, & without knowing how to counter this, you’re a lamb to the slaughter with it’s eyes closed & head buried in the sand.
Didn’t text back until late evening? Perhaps you were working on something. To her, you were dating someone else.
Backlash = she’ll convince herself this is the truth & start lining up other options.
Didn’t show enough enthusiasm in person or in response to a text? Maybe you were feeling a little down because of personal matters such as money, family etc. To her, you’re losing interest. Backlash = she’ll reciprocate this when you’re feeling better & you’ll have to work twice as hard to get where you were before.
Because they have a pussy, enough men (the majority) are quick to accept mainly gay & feminist driven, media enhanced ideas about what the ‘modern male’ should be like, because they think this will get them some action.
Aside; why do I say mainly gay & feminist driven ideas about modern masculinity? Because these are the most predominant subgroups in the fashion industry, which in turn influences the entertainment & marketing industries, of which any media must embrace should it wish to be consumed by popular masses. Popular culture produces offshoots of counter-culture, some of which goes beyond the niche & develops enough to be considered cool or trendy. This is ultimately seized upon by the fashion industry, which perpetuates the cycle once again.
So back to the main point; framing is the method through which information is portrayed to the information consumer. We see this most often in the news; a good example is paramilitaries which, depending on whose side you’re on can portrayed as terrorists or revolutionaries. Essentially they’re the same fucking thing: people running around killing other people for some ideological difference.
The consumption of information is a choice; either you search for your own answers & question the source of the information, or you accept common methods without question & form quick opinions based on your moral matrix.
In more secular societies, what is considered normal in most people’s moral matrix is determined by what the media is framing as normal or not normal.
As an example, a popular story thread in romantic comedies these days is the ‘poor’ woman who leaves her steady boyfriend & he has to win her back. He’ll jump through a number of hoops & eventually get the girl, whereupon we’re all meant to be leaving the cinema believing in the notions of ‘the good guy always wins in the end’ & ‘love always prevails’.
But what about the other narrative running through this film? Ninety nine percent of the time, we see very little insight into the girl’s experience of the situation; we are simply presented with her, followed by the ‘new man’ poking his head around the door upon good guy’s initial attempts to get his woman back – he simply emerges from nowhere.
Who is he? Did she know him before? Was he a colleague? ‘Just a friend?’ How long had this sexual tension been bubbling beneath the surface? Had she already been sleeping with him? Who else had she been thinking about? Or meeting?
Is she a trustworthy person? If she jumps into bed with another guy at the first sign of problems in the relationship, is she relationship material? What’s the “good guy’s” mental state? Does he have such low self esteem he pursues this type of woman, despite her flagrant & rapid indiscretions? Why aren’t these issues explored?
Because mankind likes to believe in the female essentially being rooted in the mother role; the one often associated with mother nature – the nurturing, caring & beautiful provider of warmth, love & unconditional acceptance to recuperate, until one is ready to emerge into the world afresh, to attempt the next challenge.
The very definition of love in fact.
The perspective the majority of us gain (or at least hope for) from our mothers is indeed this. We grow up as men accustomed to this idea, as time & again it is impressed & reinforced in us as in line with femininity. We walk into the world with honourable intentions as new men, looking for our partner. It may well be that you find someone also in the same mentality as you (but from the female perspective of fairytale romanticism) & become very happy. But it’s more likely you’ll run into someone who’ll break your heart one day, because they’ll be nothing like you’ve associated them to be in your mind, much like in the scenario I mentioned earlier.
Maybe it’s because I have got used to it but personally, discoveries that emerge after you listen & put a few things together with the behavioural patterns you might notice, as well as your gut feeling, have little effect on me. Whereas in the past as Jaded I would’ve been entirely smitten & then consequently devastated for a couple of weeks, upon realising the ‘angel’ I had built up in my head & started to think into as a future together was in fact, nothing more than a generic, totally lost imbecile who didn’t even know what she wanted herself. Now, I treat it as part of the course.
Real life example time #1 (I know you love this shit): Yesterday, dating Hungarian girl for a few weeks. Sex was good, was telling me about how much she liked me blah blah. A nice enough girl, quite hot & seemed genuine. After some extended prying, turns out she had fucked seventy men (she is twenty eight). Now me, I don’t really care but she openly admitted that usually if she liked a guy enough, she wouldn’t mention that honestly to him. Which when you consider the average number of partners a man from my home country is (allegedly) ten calculated on mean, I can’t imagine a prospective boyfriend would be too pleased to find out seventy guys have banged his new little angel.
Real life example time #2 (Oh yes, easy): Today, old Polish (yes, still have been stupidly wasting time with her) & I went up to a lake for the day. She drove, so i’m at her mercy. After making a fairly innocuous joke where I fed her a cherry & she bit it aggressively, I jokingly said I wouldn’t be putting anything else near her lips right now. From nowhere, this led into a stream of words of why she just wanted to be friends with me, including how i’d apparently made sexual remarks over messages (normal), that I seemed to think I know everything about relationships (I do know a lot, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing a fucking blog about them) & she didn’t like the bottom row of my teeth.
After resisting the urge to backfist her in the fucking face for dragging me to a lake to tell me all this, I then had a choice of a long winded journey on public transport home, or sit there in increasingly aggressive conversation while feeling quite angry with myself for building this woman up so much in my mind, until the decision was taken to leave (I genuinely thought she had potential). I eventually proposed leaving & on the drive home I decided to probe a little more into her situation. It turns out she’d fucked her ex boyfriend two weeks ago, & also had a regular fuckbuddy she’d been seeing since dating me.
Ok, I can’t really judge on that. And I knew that was the case anyway, I had a gut feeling & her behaviour all added up to that. Apparently, she stops seeing this fuckbuddy when something becomes ‘serious’. I enquired further; what is the decisive factor of when something becomes serious? Her answer was that either you have a conversation where you both agree it’s serious or the more commonplace answer of ‘when it feels serious’. This is of course utter bullshit because it’s completely subjective. Not in the mood to hold back any further after the debacle of half my Sunday, I proposed that based on her logic it could be possible, if things had worked out between us, she could be sleeping with the ex (who she clearly still had feelings for), the lover & myself, if she felt like doing that. Not really to my surprise, she agreed.
And that principle right there my friends, is the simple reason why I will never change my mentality towards women. They compartmentalise men. They are capable of incredible deceit & self-delusion, an incredibly dangerous combination when the person believes their actions are just; they justify why fucking another guy while they’re dating a genuine guy is ok, because it’s not yet serious. They’ll let you fuck them while not letting you go down on them because it’s ‘too intimate’. And at the same time, still expect you to act like the gentleman, which frankly gets you nowhere & turns you into a fucking mug. I’ve played many a role in my time & I ask you; what’s the incentive to be the boyfriend, when you can get what you want as the fuckbuddy?
There are some exceptions, of whom if you meet you must seriously reconsider everything you have read here, because those rare exceptions are like gold to a prospector – exceptional to find. But the bottom line is; women have gone off the rails. Most of Western Europe is secular, their moral basis comes from peer pressure, itself derived from what media has normalised. As such, the further the boundaries are pushed, the more becomes accepted in the eyes of the many. We end up where people do as they wish; which is precisely what women are doing now after twenty years of reverse discrimination & political correctness. The only remaining legitimate target is the heterosexual male.
My advice to you as a fellow man? Disregard everything you learnt about how to conduct yourself in dating & do as you wish. Disregard that you are dating someone else. Disregard the implications that you believe should follow you sleeping with a woman. Do as you please & with as many people as you wish, for an undefined amount of time. Don’t disclose any information about your circumstance & if pressed to do so, be brazen about it. Yes, you are still sleeping with other women. Yes, you will continue to do so. If they don’t want to see you again because of this, then leave. We live in a world that is fifty one percent female. Have an abundance mentality where pussy is available everywhere & is no longer a bargaining chip for any type of relationship.
Act as they, with no obligation or duty & let them prove to you what they bring to your life.