It’s been a tough old week for yours truly. A dreadful bout of man-flu has laid me waste for the past seven days. Thus my vastly reduced output. I had the time but I simply didn’t have the cognitive ability to string a few sentences together. It’s also been a tough week because the good wife and I put in our first ever offer for a house. We thought it was a competitive bid but it turns out that we were never in the running. The agent was simply using us to drive up the price with another buyer.
Lesson learned and from now on we are going to be absolutely ruthless in this regard. Every trick that is open to us through the law will be utilised, no matter how underhanded. We’re not out there to be nice and make friends.
Anyway, I have had time this week to read, so here is a nice little package of links that should be more than enough to see you through the next few days.
Therefore, I decided I needed to return to work in financial markets rather than attempting something else. I went to the career service office and told them that my primary goal after the MBA was to make money. I told them that $500,000 sounded like a good number. They were very confused, though, as they said their goal was to help me find my passion and my calling. I told them that my calling was to make money for my family. They were trying to be helpful, but in my case, their advice didn’t turn out to be very helpful.
Eventually I was able to meet the chief financial officer of my favorite company, Costco. He told me that they don’t hire any MBAs. Everyone starts by pushing trolleys. (I have seriously thought about doing just that. But my wife is strongly against it.) Maybe, I thought, that is why the company is so successful—no MBAs!
The article is about the role that randomness plays in the world, but I just love the passage that I quoted. Read the whole thing.
This week’s Woodpile Report. Read the whole thing.
Appeasing, supplicating niceguys turn off women, because women perceive their niceness for weakness. And sometimes, the women are right. Very nice men who give women what they say they want, and who dutifully parrot feminist boilerplate and share the household chores under the false assumption that equality out of the bedroom is carnality in the bedroom, sow distrust in women.
Women trust the jerk because they know the jerk won’t tell them whatever he thinks will win their approval. And THAT’S how the jerk, ironically, wins their approval. By not trying for it.
Women distrust niceguys because they correctly surmise that if he won’t stand up to them then he won’t stand up to anyone else, and thus he will be a poor choice for a provider. The man who supplicates is the man who suffers. Oh, and it’s a long piece but once again, read the whole damn thing.
When our most intimate and foundational relationships are ruled by fear and distrust, political freedom breaks down. When you no longer trust other people, you can’t rely on them for anything. They need to be monitored, controlled, and relentlessly investigated or watched. Distrust destroys democracy. You simply can’t be free when the components that make up a culture of trust are destroyed.
Everything is connected. Break one thing and you unravel them all. Cultural Marxism and Socialism 101.
One for the nerds. Geniuses all the time.
Reading such slovenly, overheated prose in The Portable Beat Reader, edited by Ann Charters, one hardly knows which is more astonishing: that these men and their cohorts could ever have acquired significant literary reputations in the first place, or that, more than thirty years later, when many of their far more gifted contemporaries are virtually forgotten, every last member of the Beat fraternity who ever picked up a pencil (or, in the case of Neal Cassady, stole a typewriter) has been accorded an honored place in the history of American letters.
The destruction of modern literature began with the untalented arseholes of the beat generation.
Some real talk: most writing isn’t worth consuming. That includes cereal boxes and New York Times wedding announcements. More real talk: most people urging you to read widely probably have a hard time ranging outside their comfort zones. There’s no doubt that, in the political realm, we need more connection with those we disagree with. But for the most part, “read widely” belongs to a class of expression that’s good to be heard saying (as in: we need “more dialogue” or we need “to have a national conversation about sheet cake”).
You don’t need to read wildly. You need to learn to read well. Then pick your targets.
Q appears to be parsing his words very carefully and cleverly. In effect he is “dropping breadcrumbs” and attempting to get people to follow the trail. Q is encouraging people to research publicly available info that can be found on the internet so no secrets are being dropped as that would be illegal. Two wrongs don’t make a right and if anything, Q seems to be laying out a legal means to bring the scumbags down.
I don’t write much now about Trump because there is not much point. Trump is playing the long game and has been doing so since before he took office. Slowly people are waking up to this reality. One year in and things are moving at a much faster pace than most people ever imagined.
A common complaint women make is that men are “superficial” in their judgment of women, placing a premium on beauty above all else. This is generally true, and I’ve tried to warn guys about the “pretty poison” problem, where they’ll put up with anything a woman does, as long as she’s good-looking. However, women are also quite generally superficial, but they don’t like to admit it. Women are seldom confronted about their own biases, because men have nothing to gain from such confrontations.
Society has spent the past 40 years beatifying women and demonising men as some sort of attempt to balance out “the patriarchy”. Everything that we see now is the natural conclusion to this folly. I watch with amusement.
Quipped Climate Depot’s Marc Morano, “Why not? Less snow used to ‘prove’ global warming. Snow used to be ‘a thing of the past’ according to climate activists. Now more snow ‘proves’ global warming. No matter the weather, they can claim it is consistent with global warming theory.”
“Man-made global warming has become unfalsifiable,” said Mr. Morano, author of “The Politically Incorrect Guide to Climate Change,” slated for release Feb. 26 by Regnery.
That’s because it is a cult, not science.
Keep her movin’.
While living with Itzler and his family, the SEAL taught him the 40% rule.
“He would say that when your mind is telling you you’re done, you’re really only 40 percent done. And he had a motto: If it doesn’t suck we don’t do it. And that was his way of forcing us to get uncomfortable to figure out what our baseline was and what our comfort level was and just turning it upside-down.”
The 40% rule, the SEAL explained, is the reason why even though most people hit a wall at mile 16 during a marathon, they’re still able to finish.
According to the article over 99% of people who start a marathon finish it. What’s not revealed is that you’re allowed to simply walk. Gold star for everyone. The people who didn’t make it were the one percenters who got bored and stopped in a pub for a beer or twelve. I know which group I’d belong to – the ones who never enter the stupid things.
They don’t “miss opportunities.” They don’t “fail to understand.” They don’t “just not get it.” They genuinely live to shit on you, your values, your morals, your faith, your culture, and your children. They are purely destructive and there is no place in any civilized society for them.
And they know it, which is why they derive pleasure from tearing civilization down.
They are the rejected Muslim suitors throwing acid in the faces of the girls who rejected them. They are the gammas muttering spitefully about sexual proclivities of the pretty cheerleaders and ponytailed soccer players whom they will never attract. They are cowards insistent that not only are there no heroes, but that heroism is impossible.
SJW’s don’t just need to be defeated. They need to be purged.
An event in Melbourne, completely without precedent elsewhere, leaves us dumbfounded:
Australian police have arrested two people after a car drove into a crowd in Melbourne.
The car “collided with a number of pedestrians” on Flinders Street, a busy junction in the centre of the city, said Victoria Police.
Fourteen people have been injured, with several in a critical condition.
I know that junction, I used to cross it on my daily walk to work along with about twenty thousand other people. It’s busy, and there’s nothing between the pavement and the road. If you want to mow down a bunch of folk in a car in Melbourne, that’s where you’d do it.
I used that junction many times as well, as did the good wife. People still ask me why we left. Melbourne is going down the toilet and the gurgling has only just begun. You don’t go all-in on multiculturalism, diversity, and feminism for 20 years and think that you’re going to skate away scot-free.
Musical interlude. Some people are still making great music despite the prevailing trends. I give you Jonathon Wilson.