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April 23, 2012

Notches on the bedpost

A mixed bag this week, one skank ho who openly admits that she cheated on her husband throughout her marriage wonders why I treat EVERYTHING she says, as though it is possibly / probably false… duh

And another for whom the bell finally tolls and the penny finally drops, you’re not just notches on a bedpost, it is that after three fucks most wimminz are unfuckable, my cock will not co-operate any further, so I must of necessity move on to the next skank ho.

Think about it bitches, all I am interested in is dumping my cum into your holes, for free, and even so THE BEST OF YOU  still can’t hold my attention or interest past three fucks.

Bitches have been drinking their own kool aid for so long and lying to themselves about what they really are for so long that there is no longer any signal left when talking with wimminz, it is all noise, and incidentally proof that 12 million monkeys will never type so much as one sonnet, much less the complete works of Shakespeare.

Whether it is secret family courts or wimminz rights or evil male sexual predators, bitches cannot and will not see that it is NEVER coincidental that those towns that are known for the worst excesses of secret family courts, social services and child welfare types are also the towns where the worst child abuse goes on and the highest profile paedophile cases come from, they just routinely put the cart before the horse and point at the excesses of the headline paedophile case as reason for their own existence, when in fact it has been the past decade plus of their own existence of complete power on the local scale that has bred the ideal hunting grounds for these evil predatory paedophiles, and has also bred the next generation of them.

Just as in the Vanessa George case, the skank ho who actually did all the physical sexual abuse, George herself, was given second billing to the guy who lives 200+ miles away who never touched a single child in the flesh, but who George was in electronic communication with.

Back in the day it was Fred and Rose West, again Fred got all the bad publicity, but they lived in Cromwell St, well known locally as the place to find whores and drugs, and less well known as the place where the local council routinely housed all their kids that had been seized from families and taken into care, when those kids reach 16 and ceased to be a source of revenue for said children’s services departments.

What could possibly go wrong?

What (address) could possibly express more cynicism and disdain for the now 16 year old kids?

What y’all have to watch out for is the only trick left in the bag is doubling down, and as times get harder they will keep doubling down.

You think you have your ass covered by signing up to Fetlife and finding that 22 year old submissive, you know, FROM HER FUCKING ADVERT FOR AN OLDER MAN, and hooking up with her?

When they double down and broaden consent to something that can be RETROACTIVELY RETRACTED BY A PANEL OF WIMMINZ AND NIGGERZ, you are as fucked as fucked can be, and jumping up and down in the dock trying to get her Fetlife advert admitted as evidence of your innocence, as opposed to being evidence of her vulnerability and proof of your evil predatory nature will only get your sentences increased for contempt of court.

No, far better that you talk to a local, and go down to the areas of town where the local social services dump all the kids as soon as they become 16 and cease being a source of revenue, with the whores and the dealers, and cruise for some young flesh… the young flesh in question has no illusions whatsoever about their status… your only problem is in fucking hand me downs from the same social services / child care services / family courts, because NONE of these 16 year olds are virgins, not even close, haven’t been for years, many years in some cases… just needs a fall guy, like you maybe, to take the rap and thus close the book on previous indiscretions… knowworrimean..

Seems you aren’t the only one who was out to carve a few notches on your bedpost… but you just sleepwalked into playing the game with the genuine feral article, and the real predators.

Doubling down, doubling down.

Vanessa George, Rose West, “Baby P“, they all represent mission and budget creep for the symbiont’s, and expansion of the incestuous and iniquitous pools of slime and corruption, far from being human tragedies, they are brand leading success stories.

The most chilling tales of all come from the mouths of hollow young people, the young girl who despite being 16 and a bit and fully physically a woman and with many of the tick boxes for attractiveness, a wagon load of viagra and a gallon on liquid nitrogen could not have gotten me hard for, not once they have uttered “You know that film Aliens, you know the bit about in space nobody can hear you scream, and the bit about they come at night, mostly, and the bit about game over man, yeah well that is what growing up in “care” is all about….

There are monsters, and they are human, and they are the ones who have been given and taken total power and control over our children and families.

Edit – and the fact that most of those involved in this system as a career are wimminz, and yet wimminz are supposed to be the protectors of youth / children / innocence… it is THIS role that the wimminz abandoned most eagerly, and NONE of them speak up to denounce their sisters, the total renunciation of all maternal and nurturing capacity, it is for this reason, more than any other, that I am done with treating wimminz as civilised and moral creatures… I am as slow and as dense as fuck, but even I can eventually learn a lesson if it is rammed into my head daily for decades.

April 9, 2012

Gone to the dogs

Filed under: Wimminz — Tags: , , , , , , , — wimminz @ 12:12 pm

As Shakespeare said, or maybe it was Milton or Proust, or maybe it was all three and many others, in their own ways, time is a motherfucker.

I was reminded of this in several separate ways in the last 24 hours.

One was the iniquity of having to defend yourself against sudden allegations from your past, as the Hooker guy in the states has to now, and as all FRA men have had to.

One was being asked to scan in an old photo of a relative, who is now a granny and grey haired and saggy and fugly, yet in the photo in question she is well fuckable… and the photo ain’t THAT old.

One is several similar PoF wimminz advert themes that have come up lately.

One is a conversation I had with one of my wimminz fuckbuddies who knows my story, and who cannot believe how calm I am about the whole thing.

Put them all together and you have the passage of time changing shit, a LOT.

For those of you who are still young young, allow me to reassure you that I can remember like yesterday being in a place and time and being 14 years old and sitting down to work out when the century and millenium would end, and coming to the staggering conclusion that I would be, shock, gasp, fucking FORTY when the 20th century ended, no fucking way I could imagine living THAT long, hell, my parents had me late, and at that point even my dad wasn’t quite 40…

I can re-live that memory as easy as snapping my fingers, and it is as fresh as the memory of the coffee I drank 5 minutes ago.

For the young young, let me tell you that looking BACK in time to that place and time, from well beyond the year 2000, from well beyond 40, hell, from beyond 50… lol, well, it’s like this, the view of things in time when you are 20 is like looking through the WRONG end of a telescope, it all seems impossibly far away and remote, but the view looking BACK from that place is like looking through the RIGHT end of the telescope, it is all close enough to touch.

So when we take my used to be hot as fuck relative back then, and the crow woman granny she is now, the older you get, the more aware you get of how ravaging the simple passage of time is.

Of course it is not “Just” time, though I say so myself I am remarkably well preserved for my age, and while there is undoubtedly a genetic element, I also have to say I partied like a motherfucker, remember that “no way I will ever live to be 40” shit where we came in up there? That was how I lived… even if I had been forced at gunpoint to stop for ten seconds and consider the impossible remoteness of me in my middle 50’s, my attitude would have been who gives a fuck about grandpa… that wrong end of the telescope thing.

And yet, all my “bad living” wasn’t, as it turns out, what is hard on a body with the passage of time… no way I can claim to have treated my body like a temple, but on the other hand I didn’t treat it as someone else’s sewer either…

It is this, more than anything else, that revolts me about the wimminz more or less my age, and fuck it, let’s be honest, by their mid 20’s most of the wimminz around here have made CLEAR progress down this road, it is this systematic destruction of the female form, of everything that makes them hot and fuckable.

Shit ass meaningless graffiti tattoos, stupid fucking tribal aboriginal primitive piercings and metalwork, fucked up hacked off and gelled up hair, fucking sagging flesh and blubber everywhere, and perhaps most of all and attitude that while they have spent the last 30 years totally desecrating and destroying what was once a well fuckable body, they themselves have learned and observed abso-fucking-lutely nothing worthy of note during this 30 year period.

Time is a tough enough bastard to put your body through, it doesn’t need any help from the tattoo studio and the piercing studio and the hair studio and the comfort food aisle and the TV couch.

It especially doesn’t need any help from you, you stupid skank ho slut, trying to deny fucking reality and the evidence of the fucking photos (even after ‘shopping) that YOU fucking added to YOUR profile, and claiming not only something that you never were, but that you never could have been, because you never did have one fucking shred of virtue or honour instilled in you.

What is especially galling is the deliberate stupidity in requiring that I, who have taken that journey through time with you, am supposed to act like I never did, or never learned anything, just so I can be around your cellulite ridden ass… go fuck yourself.

You chose to go to the dogs years, decades, ago.

You do not now get the option to compel, much less invite me along for the ride.


For the young ones out there who want to live long and stay reasonably fit and healthy and attractive;

  • Eat only one meal a day, from one plate, eat anything you like off that plate.
  • Eat *nothing* between meals.
  • If you have “notions” in your diet, indulge them by all means, off your one plate a day.
  • Do not put condiments, salts or sauces on your food.
  • Try to avoid processed food at least two days a week.
  • Try to eat unprocessed versions of everything, eg pure cane demerera sugar not white sugar in coffee.
  • Fast (no food) at least one day a month.
  • Avoid doing anything regularly to excess or over regularity… e.g. never do any thing such as smoking or drinking more than 5 days a week, or to excess on those 5 days.
  • Avoid spirits and fortified wines and white bread.
  • Drink plenty of water.
  • Walk at least two miles per day, get a dog if you like.

Sounds like shit, too simple maybe, but the fact is the above keeps the distillery that is the human digestive system working at peak efficiency, just like it did for millions of years before supermarkets and marketing and cheerios and donuts came along, it gets fed just enough of every raw ingredient to have to work hard and efficiently to feed the rest of the system, so few excesses and poisons gets passed along.

I am 50+, NEVER go to the gym, and have a better body than many 20 year olds out there, and boy I am at the stage now where if you AIN’T taken care of yourself then only a time machine will save you from a slide into serious slob ill health fucked up cripple land.

MGTOW means moving house by yourself, because you fucking can, which is VERY fucking close to the old adage about never riding a motorcycle that you are unable to pick up if it is lying on it’s side…

When I was in my 20’s and 30’s people were all “you built / repaired that shit by yourself!”

When you get to the 50’s it is all “you moved that shit by yourself!”

Yeah, it’s a fucking sofa / fridge freezer / 50″ TV, big fuckin deal.

You wanna be like these wimminz barely able to carry their fucking SHOPPING home (esp nowadays, the fucking Tesco home delivery van is everywhere) you go right ahead, father time is waiting for your soggy ass at the other end of that telescope.


April 8, 2012

What does, and does not, constitute alpha cock.

Recently roissy declared that James Hooker, a 41 year old teacher, was pure alpha cock because he dumped his ageing wife and traded up to a young 18 year old student, who was reasonably good looking.

Fast forward a couple of months to now, and he has been arrested on charges of having relations with an under-age student in 1998, the current slut has ditched his ass, and from here on in it is downhill.

Roissy and others appear to have based their entire judgement of alpha cock-ness on the guy’s ability to get a teenager for a girlfriend… whereas the real alpha cock-ness would have been keeping her for several years, arguably her best years, while also banging mummy.

Been there, done that, got the tee shirt, I also studiously did NOT go on national TV to boast about who I was porking and tempt the feminazis to come out of the woodwork and work together on my destruction, not a smart move, no matter how bullet-proof you THINK you are…

Fact is the way he portrayed himself, lacking a 100 million bucks or so to make it acceptable, he made himself into the idealised hate figure for all wimminz everywhere, one who all the niggerz fathers of little pwincesses could also hate, one who they could all claim everyone except paedophiles could hate, and in doing so he sealed his own fate, it was only a matter of time for the wimminz to start coming out of the woodwork with alleged “historical” abuses by this guy that they suddenly remembered when he got his tin of Campbells soup and 15 second of fame, and they all want some of that, ooh and a slice of that victim status compensation money please.

The clock is ticking on the now ex pwincess to recant her public statements, made scores of times, that he and her never had any kind of sexual contact prior to her 18th birthday.

His role, as Shakespeare would say, in this little play has already been cast, all that needs to be done now is to make sure he fits that role, no great challenge.

Roman Polanski (and many of his circle) has forgotten more about teen poontang than Hooker will ever know.

There are shades here of Stephen Fry being referred to as a homosexual, when he actually claims to be not having any sexual relations with anyone, eg asexual…. and when you discuss this with people they say yeah, but Fry fancies blokes and no wimminz, so he is gay…

And I reply that since Fry is gay, NOT for his actions, which contradict the narrative, but for his alleged thoughts, which support the narrative, then I must be a mass murderer for killing every politician in the country…….

I got lots more cunt thrown at me by wimminz after my of FRA, which being me I freely and openly admitted to and discussed with anyone who wanted to know, my attitude was I have done fuck all wrong so why should I act all secretive and guilty about it….

Maybe by extension being arrested and charged with having underage sex with minors is a great way to have loads more minors offer you sex…..

But it all brings into sharp relief the question of what actually makes “alpha cock”.

Sadly it appears to be as tenuous and malleable and changeable and variable a thing if we ask a man, as if we ask a wimminz, so much so that I keep coming back to the Vonnegut quote about that other belief system, religion;

Very few, at any rate. It occurs to me that the man and his religion are one and the same thing. The unknown exists. Each man projects on the blankness the shape of his own particular world-view. He endows his creation with his personal volitions and attitudes. The religious man stating his case is in essence explaining himself. When a fanatic is contradicted he feels a threat to his own existence; he reacts violently.

It does answer a hell of a lot of questions, if we assume that each man, and indeed each wimminz, projects upon the blankness the ever changing shape of their own particular world view.

The way Hooker acted with the teen cunt never struck me as alpha, what little I saw of it, was a man who couldn’t believe his luck in landing some young flesh, which isn’t an alpha attitude, and who worshipped it so much he dumped his wife and kids, and you just know that was the teen cunt’s demand, and that isn’t an alpha attitude.

Certainly by the only metric that actually carries any weight, that of DNA, Hooker was a total loser as far as the teen cunt is concerned, because he had access during the best and most fertile years of its life, but did not impregnate it and create more DNA.

From this metric the urban thug who has 10 kids with 10 different wimminz (and possibly never sees any of them) is the clear winner in the alpha cock stakes, he made ten more lots of DNA, and he did it when that cunt as as close to prime as skank ho cunt is ever going to get.

Compared to this theoretical urban thug, even I myself am pretty beta, my own DNA reproduction has been sufficient to replace the population that created it, but no amplification as with the urban thug or the poor indian subcontinent type who has 17 kids, 13 of whom live to adulthood..

Roissy saying Hookers cock was alpha, and me saying it was not, says more about Roissy and myself respectively than it does about Hookers cock.

World & Dog re-writing Hooker as the slimy predatory paedophile in all this also says more about those doing the re-writing than it does about Hooker.

If the truth about the man, who I do not believe for one second was predatory or paedophilic, but rather a weak and gullible specimen who was easily and quickly carried away with and by a young girls own fantasies and promises, and who believed them, and threw away his wife and kids and then went on TV and acted every inch the mangina niggerz in love and worship of his very own teen skank ho slut with the fresh teen flesh and firm young tits….

My bet is Hooker felt like a dog with two dicks, he felt like he had won the lottery, he felt totally in unquestioning mangina love, and now he is just lost and confused and hurting, and of course things are about to get a LOT worse for Hooker.

My bet is Hooker is beta cock, just like I was for fucking months after my own FRA, because I just could not accept that wimminz that I had shared a house with, slept with, fucked, shared intimacies and thoughts with, could turn around and use it all as the basis for a pack of lies and false accusations.

I don’t suppose it is the case that it did not occur to the young skank ho that she could just end it by saying “we are through” and relying on the man to act with a degree of honour and decency and make the split as easy for both as possible.

I don’t suppose that because I am quite convinced that this thought DID occur to her, but as is the case with my psycho skank ho ex’s, that doesn’t give them the outcome they want, which is to project upon the blankness the view that they were the innocent victims throughout, to have that form the basis of their new religion and life, and to have everyone and anyone who dares to question that new religion a heretic.

To be alpha cock is to be above the horizon on the feminazi radar…. being alpha cock is not enough, you have to be smarter than that.

March 5, 2012

Word associashun

I have had a lot of messages about the dog fucking thing, more than even I would expect, from those pointing out that Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream was basically all about bestiality, through those making reference to the dog fucker in Catch 22, through those telling their own little anecdotal stories.

One of the ones that struck a chord with me was the one about “young” but sexually mature and active wimminz who will refer to the dog cock as “lipstick”, which I will freely admit generates a response in my head that draws a parallel between how a lipstick slides out of the holder, and the approximate shape and colour, and the dogs cock, and a general opinion of “yeah, I can picture that”, which only goes to show that we cannot monitor ourselves and have an unbiased opinion….

… because someone who is a practising clinical psychiatrist said to me “… and you see no significance in the fact that a lipstick is rubbed around the mouth and lips in a display of purely Freudian eroticism, the blatantly obvious parallels between…. etc etc”  and I have to tell you, no, I didn’t….. I’ve never actually used lipstick, or sucked a dog’s cock (or any other kind come to that) … sure, when it is pointed out to me it is bloody obvious, 20/20 hindsight and all that, but unless provoked, nope, would probably never have twigged to that.

Which is interesting because the next thing the trick cyclist said was that I should therefore revise upwards my estimation of how many wimminz have bounced around on Rover’s cock.

And then I said something else “off the cuff”, and what I said was “If only dogs could talk eh…

And again, NOT the response I would have predicted…. “oh no….” the shrink says, “… that is a large part of the attraction for wimminz, the fact that their lover cannot talk or spill the beans…

The shrink went on to say that in a previous life they worked for many years at a rather well known local institution for the more than slightly loopy, and it was well known there that the female nurses would fuck the patients who were incapable of meaningful speech, in preference to the ones who could speak… this was a blatant difference / choice, the ones who couldn’t talk were getting all the action.

The shrink went on to explain to me, and for the first time I started to get it, the strange power of the attraction of a woman towards her rabbit / vibrator…. that fucker can’t talk.

The shrink then floored me, the first non country / non veterinarian person I knew who had heard of the Bruce Effect… (google it)

e.g. when horses get suspected of getting pregnant away from the herd, they act like sluts or spontaneously abort the foal, and the point being made here is wimminz are hard-wired at a genetic level to cheat, and pass off another man’s child as yours, they can’t help it, so the outward reaction of this is finding those things that cannot talk irresistible to fuck….

…it doesn’t matter that the rabbit or the dog cannot get her pregnant, the hard wired urge to fuck something that cannot betray your infidelity is so strong it over rides the notification that this is not human, or not even alive… just plastic.

Which brought the shrink to the third comment that floored me in one afternoon… “…why do you think you have always done well with wimminz AfOR, you don’t talk to them much, the strong and silent type, and you have never been known to talk about the ones you have been with, or advertise the fact that you have been with them.

Well, yes, I knew that not talking about past conquests was a way to ensure future conquests, but silly little old me always put that down to the wimminz being shy or caring about their reputations, even the skank ho savvy, red pill pissing, misogynist me never twigged that it was because the bitches are hard-wired to cheat and get pregnant.

Rover’s lucky, he’s only a percent or two of genetic material away from being chased through Court for child support and being hated on by society for being a “deadbeat dog”

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