Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Wednesday, 30 March 2016
Apparently this bimbo is suing Trumps security goons for second degree unnecessary political rally brutality, LOL. And of course everyone knows it's a hoax and slagging her for being a cunned stunt. One look at any of the viral vids and all the judge will do is grunt with disgust, fart - and close the case. Why would anyone even bother with it at all?
Even a rocket surgeon and mall ninja like me can tell you: it's all a PR gag. Trump looks like a hero to me and my fellow right wing kadiddlehoppers, alt right wieners, and molon labia chanting gun nutz. The lady gets a massive ratings boost at whatever liberal shit rag she works for and I hear she has a book coming out soon too. All this hype will serve to induce stupid people to buy it. It's a win for everyone!
Me? I'm not good with this. If you're going to stick handle me the least you can do is try and do a good job of it. One of my techs is a former retired bank manager and today he works for me as a form of entertainment and a source of income for his sordid and unusual hobbies. I was griping that it is a sinful waste of taxpayer funds - can't the average joe see this as well?
"Of course not, Filthie," Brent says. "20 years ago? No politician or journalist worth his salt would be caught dead pulling a stunt like this. Any reporter pulling crap like that would have been fired. Look at those anti-Trump rioters...do you think that stuff would have happened in Ronald Reagan's day, Glenn?"
I hate Brent. He's smarter than I am and we often disagree. Even so he very seldom wins any debates with me and I know I piss him off too. Funny because we get along at work and ride motorcycles together but we still fight most of the time. This must be what it's like to be a Grumpy Old Man. But I digress. "What are you trying to get at you old fart? If you have a point will you kindly make it?"
"I woulda thunk it was obvious," he said. "But unfortunately YOU may be part of this emerging problem: the North American average IQ is diving. I read the other day that it may have dived by as much as two SD units since the 1880's...".
If that's true...and it is beginning to seriously look like it...HOLY CRAP.
It makes a kind of sense. I've read somewhere the average black IQ is 85. Mohammed Ali scored out at 79 which is mild mental retardation by standards and stats for white people. "So that might explain the anti-Trump riots too. The people involved in that are so goddamned stupid they don't realize they are pissing on their own first amendment rights - and are too dumb to realize that if they legitimize violence as part of the election process ... the other guy will eventually do it too. Hmmmm...". And every day, we import more low skill/low IQ foreign morons by the boat load - and they all vote liberal or democrat. That has to be impacting the national IQ's big time.
"Exactly," Brent said, as he wiped his greasy hands on a rag. That in turn started me thinking about other things too, like what's happening right here in Canada. (Yeah, I know, when Filthie starts thinking - you can smell the rotten wood burning down Copperhead Road...) - but consider. Recently, our idiot prime minister authorized the sale of all of Canada's gold reserves. So - when the financial Armageddon comes (and it will, it's only a matter of time and the historical precedents for such meltdowns are matters of public record) - we have nothing to back up our paper currency. What kind of idiot does something like that? The other day Neil at Golden Geese News posted the vid about Canada's new banking regulations that allow banks to scalp their depositors to fund their financial shortfalls resulting from other systemic and endemic bad lending practices. What kind of idiot does that?
And finally, the most damning question: what kind of idiot lets them get away with it?
Long live The Idiocracy!
Tuesday, 29 March 2016
Look, I'm not an economist. I am not a financial wizard. But from where I'm sitting, if a country doesn't have gold or coin or tangible sources of wealth - all they have is IOU's. Justin and his liberals and many other countries have been allowed to trade on those for decades now and this financial version of musical chairs only has one ending.
The maker of the vid says that Canada was lucky in avoiding the major downturn back in '08. He is incorrect in that - Canada was astute and savvy - our finance Minister was a grown, responsible adult (unlike the current man-child we have as a prime minister now) - and he refused to allow the banking practices that have led other countries to melt downs like this.
I don't know how many people I see bitching and moaning about the banks. They piss an moan about 'banksters'. They're unproductive, unintelligent louts that shout 'Eat the rich! They can afford it!' And they will eat lead and shit before taking any responsibility for their own financial straights: their credit cards are maxxed, they live in houses they can't afford, and they spend money they haven't got and expect others to pick up the bill. They think that if we let the banks implode, all their debt will magically disappear! I have news for such people: shut up already. You're friggin idiots - that is why you are in financial problems to begin with! You're children with a credit card! If those banks fall you can bet we will fall with them. I have no problem for the financially illiterate and stupid people getting what they deserve...but the rest of us that have saved and prepared will take a hit too.
In the future I suspect that at the micro level, we are going to see the rise of the black market and alternate currencies like barter - they are already alive and well in Cyprus and growing as we speak.
Interesting times will be along sooner rather than later. The only thing I would add to Neil's scholarly post is this - clean out your safety deposit boxes too. Unfortunately the computer has given the gubbermint a massive advantage against those that are hiding their assets. Keep that in mind as you prepare.
Monday, 28 March 2016
Last year I bought one of these:
I've had the Traeger pellet BBQ for a year now and still don't know what to think of it. I hate propane BBQ's the same way a black powder geek hates smokeless cartridge guns. I like the ritual of dousing the briquettes in lighter fluid, lighting them off - and drinking beer and BSing while they slowly turn grey - and then burning meat when the coals are up to temperature. I am in hog heaven when cooking steaks over a fire pit.
Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with the Traeger because it's even more convenient than propane. Ya throw your meat on the grill and close the lid - and only open it up again when it is time to come off. It does a superb job, it's convenient as hell...but I am somehow disappointed.
If any of my fellow BBQ professionals have any experience with one of these - could ya let me know what ya think?
In any event - I'm off to see if spring is here yet. Sure, the geese are back, and I saw a bumble bee...but we've had snow in June round these parts. I don't trust that Jack Frost is gone for good until the ice comes off the lakes.
It's definitely warm enough for BBQ though!
I love Jim's blog. Nothing is sacred there. Idiocy and genius thrives, much as it does at Uncle Bob's Treehouse! (And here, from time to time). Don't get attached to any sacred cows around those guys, HAR HAR HAR!
The Manosphere is all a-flitter about the verdict in the Jian Ghomeshi case. Long story short, for those of you unfamiliar with the affair: Loud mouthed, pro-feminist liberal f-knuckle, Jian Ghomeshi, scandalised what little there is of Canadian celebrity culture when some gold digging harlots came crawling out of the woodwork to accuse him of rape. Apparently this mudflap treats his women poorly (he's from Iran, and I yam shocked - SHOCKED, I tells ya) - and apparently he supposedly roughed them up during sex.
So many liberal sacred sexual cows got sacrificed in this gong-show - that all I can do is laugh like a loon. He's a moderately popular token vibrant for the liberals - so he can do no wrong! He's a feminist which makes him even more pure of heart and soul. And - he beats the hell out of women when he's in the sack with them, and then throws them away like so much gutter trash blowing down the slimy back alleys of inner-city Toronto! Aaaaand of course, when the gold diggers and groupies had their day in court - the verdict came back: not guilty. They couldn't prove anything they said. The feminists went ape chit, the liberals have to either put up or shut up, and the vibrant community in all the frooty colours of the rainbow are in an uproar! HAR HAR HAR!
The denizens of the Manosphere are pleased as punch - they are rightfully furious about all the false rape accusations going on and the fact that the women behind them face no punishment for that kind of perjury. They decry the fact that Jian is now broke from paying legal fees to defend himself.
For me - I have been watching the rise of feminism in our society and I've made a lot of enemies by opposing it. Things started going downhill when women were handed total control of reproductive rights. The advent of the Pill gave women complete control over conception, and the courts gave women legal power over the men that impregnated them. If you are a man and don't want to pay for the child - tough chit! If the woman wants to carry the baby to term you'll pay for that kid whether you want to or not! If she decides to abort it, men have no say in that either. That is a pile of garbage right there - but it set the stage for even more: the advent of 'free love' and feminism. Both combined to make sex meaningless. Both ideas combined and conspired to make women easy and cheap.
Women are not easy and cheap by nature, and the classical tenets of old world marriage are hard wired into their genes just as it is for men. The marriage contract is merely an extension of the biological sexual contract that is as old as our species itself. When that contract got torn up by liberated women, angry lesbians, and other idiot feminists - they left themselves at the mercy of men like Jian Ghomeshi. They found themselves to be nothing more than whores - who couldn't even expect payment for their services. All of a sudden, free love wasn't all that great an idea. All of a sudden, women want something in return for 'putting out'. That is why we are seeing so many of these phoney rape accusations. They say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...but the derisive laughter coming from those of us with a triple digit IQ's here is deafening. But it's sad too.
Consider: Ghomeshi was a minor celeb and had a career in front of him. But, he had an ego and he fed it with tire-biting women and skanks with no morals or self respect. He used them and tossed them aside with impunity. Now he's penniless and his career prospects probably involve the nightshift at the Quickee Mart. Serves him right. The gold diggers? Well...they were played for fools and mistreated. When they tried to cheat and exact revenge by abusing due process of the law - they rightfully failed and incurred the mirth of anyone smart enough to see them for the fools they are. Liberals wanted this sleazy, slutty hook up culture - they got it, and they got burned by it! HAR HAR HAR! Awesome!
Look kids. You don't want the hook up culture. If you want a good marriage, don't look at your parents for answers. Look at your grandparents. In the Dirty 30's, when times were at their worst - women had to be just as smart and just as resourceful as the men - and they were, too! My grandmother and my wife are such women and they are as ruthlessly practical as any man. Such women wouldn't give a piece of shit like Ghomeshi a second glance! Nor should our women today. Our young men need to sit back and think too: there is no such thing as free love. The minute you hop in the sack with a woman, there are a metric ton of legal consequences for you to consider. It behooves you to know who you are jumping in the sack with. Even whores will expect to be paid and thanks to our liberal infested courts, their fee structures aren't cheap and carry the force of law.
Respect yourself, and respect your woman. Classical marriage is a great deal that allows you to pool resources, split labour, and play to your strengths as a team, and minimize exposure by covering each other's weaknesses. This rape case is a case study in what happens when idiots get what exactly what they want, and can't handle what they got!
Life is only complicated when people get stupid.
Sunday, 27 March 2016
In a few minutes I am going to church with my wife. I've never been before. It has taken a force of will to get me there but after a few comments from a few readers, and that one from BP - I'm ready. I'm not looking for God or moral superiority - I am just looking to bind a few wounds that are taking their own sweet time to heal.
Wish me luck - and Happy Easter to you!
Saturday, 26 March 2016
Today my mission was simple and straightforward: a trip to Ye Olde Gun Shoppe for some supplies, an ever so pleasant stop at the BBQ shop for some hickory wood pellets, and then home for beer and BBQ ham! What could possibly go wrong?
Welp...the dealership for Indian Motorcycles is right beside the BBQ shop! And of course as soon as I pulled into the BBQ shop parking lot - I figured I would just dip in to the dealership to see what the 2016's were like. Next thing I know, I'm wheeling and dealing on this:
"Why, Mr. Filthie - how RUDE!!! No need to be tetchy, how about ...your bike and $17K?"
I started laughing. "Why don't YOU go copulate with a duck?" I asked the sales manager. Things went downhill from there. The sales manager got one hand on the scruff of my neck, the other on the back of my belt - and I got the bum's rush out the door! My bike was pushed out and parked beside me. At the last second the buggers cranked the prices up and figured I could be led like a lamb to the slaughter.
I wonder how many men would have gone along with them? I look at all these dummies racking up debt and credit cards - they finance these damn things for 72 months now. Hell's bells, what kind of idiot goes into hock for 6 years...for a motorcycle? Fuck you, Cycle Works! HAR HAR HAR!
I would love to have an Indian motorcycle...but I don't like the local distributor and won't deal with them. I wanna throw this out there and if any of you have two cents to share - I would sincerely appreciate it! See if this makes sense to ya:
See that Caddy? That thing says 'Dad's Car' all over it! I want 'Dad's Motorcycle' and that Indian above is pretty close to the mark. The only one I've seen that comes closer was a pimped Harley Davidson Street Glide if I recall. One of my customers owned it but I lost touch with him. If any of you can recommend alternates - please do so!
Yannow...maybe I can be gulled after all...in the meantime: a pox on Cycle Works Edmonton, and a plague on their salesmen! May God rot their balls for the lying scum they are!!!!! HAR HAR HAR!!!
For shame! Who woulda thunk it...a dishonest salesman???? I thought they were all as pure as the driven snow...like me!
Friday, 25 March 2016
Thursday, 24 March 2016
Wednesday, 23 March 2016
It would seem The Feral Irishman is infringing on the marketplace of CW over at the Daily Timewaster: If those two guys got into a blog war it would be a gift from god for me. I love stuff like this.
Tuesday, 22 March 2016
In politics...I think the Donald just won the election:
Good evening. I speak to you today as a lifelong supporter and true friend of Israel. I am a newcomer to politics but not to backing the Jewish state.
In late 2001, weeks after the attacks on New York City and Washington – attacks perpetrated by Islamic fundamentalists, Mayor Giuliani visited Israel to show solidarity with terror victims. I sent him in my plane because I backed the mission 100%.
In Spring 2004, at the height of violence in the Gaza Strip, I was the Grand Marshal of the 40th Salute to Israel Parade, the largest single gathering in support of the Jewish state.
It was a very dangerous time for Israel and frankly for anyone supporting Israel – many people turned down this honor –I did not, I took the risk.
I didn’t come here tonight to pander to you about Israel. That’s what politicians do: all talk, no action. I came here to speak to you about where I stand on the future of American relations with our strategic ally, our unbreakable friendship, and our cultural brother, the only democracy in the Middle East, the State of Israel.
My number one priority is to dismantle the disastrous deal with Iran. I have been in business a long time. I know deal-making and let me tell you, this deal is catastrophic – for America, for Israel, and for the whole Middle East.
The problem here is fundamental. We have rewarded the world’s leading state sponsor of terror with $150 billion and we received absolutely nothing in return.
I’ve studied this issue in greater detail than almost anybody. The biggest concern with the deal is not necessarily that Iran is going to violate it, although it already has, the bigger problem is that they can keep the terms and still get to the bomb by simply running out the clock, and, of course, they keep the billions.
The deal doesn’t even require Iran to dismantle its military nuclear capability! Yes, it places limits on its military nuclear program for only a certain number of years. But when those restrictions expire, Iran will have an industrial-size military nuclear capability ready to go, and with zero provision for delay no matter how bad Iran’s behavior is. When I am president, I will adopt a strategy that focuses on three things when it comes to Iran.
First, we will stand up to Iran’s aggressive push to destabilize and dominate the region. Iran is a very big problem and will continue to be, but if I’m elected President, I know how to deal with trouble. Iran is a problem in Iraq, a problem in Syria, a problem in Lebanon, a problem in Yemen, and will be a very major problem for Saudi Arabia. Literally every day, Iran provides more and better weapons to their puppet states.
Hezbollah in Lebanon has received sophisticated anti-ship weapons, anti-aircraft weapons, and GPS systems on rockets. Now they’re in Syria trying to establish another front against Israel from the Syrian side of the Golan Heights.
In Gaza, Iran is supporting Hamas and Islamic Jihad – and in the West Bank they are openly offering Palestinians $7,000 per terror attack and $30,000 for every Palestinian terrorist’s home that’s been destroyed.
Iran is financing military forces throughout the Middle East and it is absolutely indefensible that we handed them over $150 billion to facilitate even more acts of terror.
Secondly, we will totally dismantle Iran’s global terror network. Iran has seeded terror groups all over the world. During the last five years, Iran has perpetrated terror attacks in 25 different countries on five continents. They’ve got terror cells everywhere, including in the western hemisphere very close to home. Iran is the biggest sponsor of terrorism around the world and we will work to dismantle that reach.
Third, at the very least, we must hold Iran accountable by restructuring the terms of the previous deal. Iran has already – since the deal is in place – test-fired ballistic missiles three times. Those ballistic missiles, with a range of 1,250 miles, were designed to intimidate not only Israel, which is only 600 miles away but also intended to frighten Europe, and, someday, the United States.
Do you want to hear something really shocking? As many of the great people in this room know, painted on those missiles – in both Hebrew and Farsi – were the words “Israel must be wiped off the face of the earth.”
What kind of demented minds write that in Hebrew? And here’s another twisted part – testing these missiles does not even violate the horrible deal that we made!
The deal is silent on test missiles but those tests DO violate UN Security Council Resolutions. The problem is, no one has done anything about it. Which brings me to my next point – the utter weakness and incompetence of the United Nations.
The United Nations is not a friend of democracy. It’s not a friend to freedom. It’s not a friend even to the United States of America, where as all know, it has its home. And it surely isn’t a friend to Israel.
With President Obama in his final year, discussions have been swirling about an attempt to bring a security council resolution on the terms of an eventual agreement between Israel and Palestine. Let me be clear: An agreement imposed by the UN would be a total and complete disaster. The United States must oppose this resolution and use the power of our veto. Why? Because that’s not how you make a deal.
Deals are made when parties come to the table and negotiate. Each side must give up something it values in exchange for something it requires. A deal that imposes conditions on Israel and the Palestinian Authority will do nothing to bring peace. It will only further delegitimize Israel and it would reward Palestinian terrorism, because every day they are stabbing Israelis – and even Americans.
Just last week, American Taylor Allen Force, a West Point grad who served in Iraq and Afghanistan, was murdered in the street by a knife-wielding Palestinian. You don’t reward that behavior, you confront it!
It’s not up the United Nations to impose a solution. The parties must negotiate a resolution themselves. The United States can be useful as a facilitator of negotiations, but no one should be telling Israel it must abide by some agreement made by others thousands of miles away that don’t even really know what’s happening.
When I’m president, believe me, I will veto any attempt by the UN to impose its will on the Jewish state. You see, I know about deal-making – that’s what I do. I wrote The Art of the Deal, one of the all-time best-selling books about deals and deal making. To make a great deal, you need two willing participants.
We know Israel is willing to deal. Israel has been trying to sit down at the negotiating table, without pre-conditions, for years. You had Camp David in 2000, where Prime Minister Barak made an incredible offer – maybe even too generous. Arafat rejected it.
In 2008, Prime Minister Olmert made an equally generous offer. The Palestinian Authority rejected it. Then John Kerry tried to come up with a framework and Abbas didn’t even respond, not even to the Secretary of State of the United States of America!
When I become President, the days of treating Israel like a second-class citizen will end on Day One. I will meet with Prime Minister Netanyahu immediately. I have known him for many years and we will be able to work closely together to help bring stability and peace to Israel and to the entire region.
Meanwhile, every single day, you have rampant incitement and children being taught to hate Israel and hate the Jews. When you live in a society where the firefighters are the hero’s little kids want to be firefighters.
When you live in a society where athletes and movie stars are heroes, little kids want to be athletes and movie stars. In Palestinian society, the heroes are those who murder Jews – we can’t let this continue. You cannot achieve peace if terrorists are treated as martyrs. Glorifying terrorists is a tremendous barrier to peace.
In Palestinian textbooks and mosques, you’ve got a culture of hatred that has been fermenting there for years, and if we want to achieve peace, they’ve got to end this indoctrination of hatred. There is no moral equivalency. Israel does not name public squares after terrorists. Israel does not pay its children to stab random Palestinians.
You see, what President Obama gets wrong about deal making is that he constantly applies pressure to our friends and rewards our enemies. That pattern, practiced by the President and his administration, including former Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton, has repeated itself over and over and has done nothing but embolden those who hate America. We saw that with releasing $150 billion to Iran in the hope that they would magically join the world community – It’s the same with Israel and Palestine.
President Obama thinks that applying pressure to Israel will force the issue, but it’s precisely the opposite. Already, half the population of Palestine has been taken over by the Palestinian ISIS in Hamas, and the other half refuses to confront the first half, so it’s a very difficult situation but when the United States stands with Israel, the chances of peace actually rise. That’s what will happen when I’m president.
We will move the American embassy to the eternal capital of the Jewish people, Jerusalem – and we will send a clear signal that there is no daylight between America and our most reliable ally, the state of Israel.
The Palestinians must come to the table knowing that the bond between the United States and Israel is unbreakable. They must come to the table willing and able to stop the terror being committed on a daily basis against Israel and they must come to the table willing to accept that Israel is a Jewish State and it will forever exist as a Jewish State.
Thank you very much, its been a great honor to be with you.
This is why I love Americans and America. In Canada, when some bunghole politician goes on a bender and pulls bad law out of his arse...we're usually stuck with it. Our gun laws suck so bad that nobody obeys them and the cops and courts refuse to enforce them! I can imagine your delight when Bush let the idiotic Clinton Assault rifle bans slide into the trash where they belonged. Here we see the Donald proposing solutions to the Iranian problem created by the Buckwheat Administration. It all sounds good to me! The guy is making America great even before he gets elected...
Looks like I lost one of my most esteemed intellectual peers and curmudgeon emeritus - that may or may not have read more into what I posted than I intended. I regret that... and I posted a little bit more of myself and my family than was wise. I have no problem sharing stuff like that with you, Gentle Reader...but on the internet ya never know who is reading what, what axe he has to grind, and what he might do with sensitive info. I deleted my posts and regretfully - the comments as well. I would have retained them if I could.
But as everyone knows, all of life's most important decisions and one's deepest thought always goes on in the latrine! For those of you offended - should you ever decide to return - you will remain, as always, honoured and respected guests here at the Thunderbox - where flatulence isn't just a bodily function - it's a way of thought!
Friday, 18 March 2016
Diana barely makes the cut. Sure, she's 51 like Yours Truly...but she has aged much better! She's almost too youthful and beautiful to be considered 'old'. The title for The Coolest Old Fartette induces a split personality in me. Tracy Chapman can belt out music that can even get my beshitted, gout infested big toe tapping...
Thursday, 17 March 2016
Tuesday, 15 March 2016
I'm a bit younger than Unca Bob, and a bit older than most Gen Xers. Fact is - I'm caught smack-dab between the Boomer generation and Gen X depending on who defines the terms - born in 1964 I am either a leading edge Gen X or a trailing Boomer...so I have a different perspective than he does. I was also brought up much differently - if I recall correctly Unca Bob was born on the "wrong side of the tracks" where as I was born to upper-middle class parents. In fact, to hear them describe it, both my parents grew up on the "wrong side of the tracks" too...and they were determined that their children would have everything they did not. So it was that my childhood was about dogs, chickens, dirt bikes, BB guns with baseball mitts in the summer and ice hockey in the winter.
In school all my teachers were the new enlightened modern empowered women. Many manosphere types think the war on men is a recent development - but I can tell you the first shots were being fired long before today's crop of self-proclaimed alpha men were even born. Women basically took over education when I was a boy - and everything changed. The strap was thrown out. Teachers thought they could punish us with 'time outs'. There was always a 7th or 8th chance, along with do-overs, mulligans and extenuating circumstances. I learned early in the game I could cruise through school on autopilot and get away with anything short of murder. So did the other boys - and some of them got into some really, really serious trouble largely because our female teachers couldn't reign us in or control us. We did the absolute minimum to get by - and the teachers passed us on with a sigh of relief - only to inherit even more feral boys being passed up from the grades below the next year.
By the time I hit junior high drugs were everywhere. Boys were bringing knives to school and I learned to fight. I had to. Male teachers started to quit in droves and the ones that remained - weren't worth a hill of beans. Any attempt made to control their classes was met with disciplinary action. A few of the girls were raped. I started carrying a blade - just in case. Kids started going to the hospital from drug overdoses or injuries from brawls. So it went for high school.
I graduated in 82 just when the booming Alberta oil economy went bust. Jobs dried up but there was something new to contend with too - I was white and male and me and the other young men my age in the same boat - became the new niggers of the politically correct workplace. The only jobs I could get were the ones nobody wanted. The depressed economy didn't help. I had graduated high school without a work ethic and to get thrown into a cut throat job economy nearly did me in - it was culture shock. There was no fairness, no breaks - and my parents expected me to somehow grow up, decide the course of my life and buckle down and get to work - and succeed - in that environment. Oh - and I had to do all that overnight. Of course, I failed. By contrast, my wife had no problems at all landing a good job. All I could get were jobs driving a forklift and stacking boxes at pissant wages. We decided I would go back to school.
When I graduated (Class of 95) the economy still hadn't recovered. There was a handful of "decent" jobs in the placement centre for grads - and they all went to the natives and women. When I told my family about it they called me a whiner and said I was copping out. The workplace offered more scut jobs. I became bitter and skeptical and have pretty much remained that way since.
I got my first "real" job in my 30's running the office of an instrumentation branch office. It wasn't until I saw the resumes coming off the fax machine that I realized - I wasn't alone! Most men my age had pock-marked resumes from job hopping the same way I did...and most of their job experience consisted of crappy dead end jobs like mine did! You cannot imagine my astonishment! Holy crap - my parents, my fuggin in-laws, society in general had been telling me I was a loser, I had no skills and abilities, that women and vibrants were more capable and valuable than I ... but it wasn't just me!
Then the internet came along and we were finally able to compare notes - and the Manosphere was born. At first there was a lot of real value to it and it is still there today: No, young fella - it isn't just you! This society doesn't give a shit about you! Yeah - of course the vibrant or a young woman will get a crack at the good jobs before you will because - white male privilege!!!! Can't get along with your woman? Well, it's obviously all YOUR fault, fella - and she has every right to take you to the cleaners in divorce court! Got passed over for promotion and lost out to a vibrant that can't speak or write passable English? Stop whining - you racist prick!
You get the idea. Most of us can relate to at least some of that.
Men that have been fucked over or deeply emotionally hurt... can be remarkably easy to take advantage of. Today phonies like Vox Day, Roosh and other turdies give bad advice to young men that will only make them more bitter. Uncle Bob regularly gets in chit from younger readers that desperately want to believe that crap. For older men like myself and Unca Bob it's really easy to throw out the baby with the bath water when it comes to Manosphere dogma.
The classical core values of the Manosphere are timeless and as relevant today as they always were. Self improvement, always. Expand your horizons as far as you can. Money is not everything, nor is it the root of all evil. Keep a positive mental outlook. Don't take the predations of today's sick liberal society personally. Establish goals, work toward them and most of all...BE PATIENT. Success will not come overnight in today's perverted political and economic climate. Keep your mouth shut, and your ears open.
If I could correct anything about the manosphere - it would be the perception of women. While the war on men has deeply hurt us - especially the younger fellas ... it has hurt our young women just as badly or worse. Probably much worse. They are being pushed into roles that defy common sense, 250,000 years of human evolution, and even their own biology. They are even less happy than the fellas are and they are looking for somebody to blame for it - I suppose it's that scapegoating thing Unca Bob is on about. They are victims of the modern liberal social engineers the same way the boys are.
What's to be done?
This is just my opinion but for me all the problems are simple and started when the enlightened social engineers started loosening moral standards. When men started jumping any woman that moved without regard to who or what she was - the fit started hitting the shan! There is no such thing as free love and never has been. Sex and love are embedded at the genetic level as a contract between the genders which is why classical marriage evolved the way it did. That's why today men are getting shanghaied on phony rape/paternity/divorce cases. Love is not free - nor should it be. Woe be unto the man that forgets that - even once!
The manosphere embraces promiscuity when in point of fact it should reject it wholesale. Yes, you WILL go to the cleaners in divorce court. Yes, you CAN get charged with rape after a casual consentual roll in the hay years ago. Yes, you can get nailed with a hokey paternity suit by some skank using her ovaries to cash in. It's not fair - it's life in the real world today. The way to short circuit all that crap is with classical, long courtships. If you get in the sack with a woman you don't know you are at her mercy. It behooves you to know who you're swapping fluids with.
I see all this enlightenment as a passing fad. Legions of quiet, polite men are secretly furious about stuff like this and the political correctness that drives it. The push-back is already here: Donald Trump is flipping off the media, the liberals, the feminists and the social justice wanks to the applause of millions. If you don't like Trump - just wait and see what's coming if things keep going the way they are. Reckonings are always painful.
We are watching the tides of history in play, and for myself - I'm afloat on them for now, sometimes carried by the current in directions I like, and sometimes in directions I don't. My wife and I confront those tides and currents as a team and every so often I stop and thank God for her. At times I would have drowned in those waters, had she not reached down to haul me up. Together we've weathered changing times and although we aren't rich - we ARE free...and for us, life doesn't get much better than that.
For me the thing to take away from the Manosphere is this: you are not alone, it's not your imagination - the shitty end of the stick is yours.
The question is - what are you going to do with it?
Monday, 14 March 2016
I have an anniversary coming up. I am still happily married (can't speak for the missus, though). I haven't got the foggiest notion how to handle it either. When we were kids we would pack up the little S10 chevy truck in 15~20 minutes...and head for the hills. They were great days; we would fill the cat food up to top capacity, flush the toilets and leave the lids up so they had water - and we were off like a shot come rain, sleet, hell or highwater for a couple days of outdoor bliss. CW over at the Daily Timewaster CW often posts wilderness pics that could have come right out of our first years together when all we needed was a good tarp, ropes and warm, dry fart sacks to sleep in.
I kinda figured we would do it again just for old time's sake. So much has changed. We have no kid anymore, we have dogs that will come with us to guard and poop around the camp. Will our old Kelty 4 season tent still be up to the task?
I'm 51 now, and my bones don't fit the ground the way they used to when I was in my 20's. Our equipment is old but of high quality and March is still awful early to go out up here in northern Alberta. We have his n' hers CZ .22 rifles and figure we will just head into the bush and find a spot and maybe do some plinking, play with the dogs...and chill. No internet, no cell phones, we booked time off work and it should be a quiet night or two out.
Typically guys my age take their gals on exotic cruises or on trips in the warm sun drenched countries to get away...but that just isn't my thing. I've had friends go to countries where the vacation property is fenced and patrolled to keep the beggars and thieves away from the tourists...who needs that? I'll take a camp chair, a beer and a spot beside the fire any day. I might splurge on a fancy bottle of scotch and see if my wife wants anything special...but she is not a big drinker. I'll be surprised if she wants anything.
All in all it should be pretty boring I guess. Whatever...I'm just happy to have her any way she'll take me and if this works - more power to us I suppose.
Nevertheless - if any of you in the peanut gallery have helpful suggestions for an anniversary, I will happily give a penny for your thoughts.
Have a great day all.
Sunday, 13 March 2016
Yesterday was unseasonably warm. Water ran in the gutters as the ice melted. I dozed on my feet as I watched the water run, remembering how we raced toothpick 'boats' in these torrential little rivers as kids. The sound of running water hasn't been heard outside around here in a long, long time.
The dogs were covered in mud and yechht. I think I may have gotten my mutt from the same litter Wirecutter got his from - Macey Goddammit was a dripping, stinking ball of fur all weekend. I thought seriously of getting Mort into the barbershop for a pig shave.
Soggy dogs, footprints in the kitchen, and running water and all the other images of spring that make me feel young again. I got on the blower and asked Flapz if he wanted to go for a burn on the bikes.
Looks like ol' Flapz decided to go and buy himself a Harley without telling anyone about it. Look at him - looking all tough and cool with his new ride. Screw you, Flapz! I am green with enviousness! HAR HAR HAR!!!
And of course he has the leathers and those gay gloves with the big knuckles on them. We had to ride out in the country because Flapz didn't want to be seen around town with me - I was riding in my best plaid and sweatpants and he figured I was an embarrassment he didn't want to be seen riding with.