Where pretty lies perish.
Posted in Alpha on Apr 6th, 2015
Everyday Jesus. Discuss. Nobutferreals, the AOTM is this faceless, orchestrating German man from the years 1969-1970 whose candid photos of his mistress (who is also married at the time of the affair), along with notes he wrote about the affair, were recently discovered hiding in an old abandoned suitcase (zehr romantic!). We know this because […]
A reader passed along a screenshot of a text exchange he had with a girl he was trying to bang. He wanted to show how bratty this girl was behaving, tossing shit test after shit test his way, and wondered how he could eventually subdue her, wrest the brat from its chokehold on her id, […]
The enduring romance of ’80s icons – Cars rockstar Ric Ocasek and supermodel Paulina Porizkova — is one of history’s greatest lessons in the power of fame and game to help a man overcome his ugly looks and snag a real beauty. Reader JCclimber provides background, following the links back to 2011, I read again […]
Posted in Alpha, Game, Girls, Relationships, The Id Monster on Jan 30th, 2015
Asshole Game Week: Day One is here . Day Two here . Day Three here . Day Four here . The Chateau has plenty of readers already in relationships and (lucifer help you) marriage. Many of them would like to know how to apply asshole game to the women they love and are afraid to […]
Posted in Alpha, Funny/Lolblogs, Game, Girls, The Id Monster on Jan 29th, 2015
Asshole Game Week: Day One is here . Day Two here . Day Three here . Pijama Wearing Ninja provides a clinic on how to pick up sexy girls at the gym with nothing but a devil-may-care recklessness and a honed talent for segueing every subject into one with sexual overtones. I went to the […]
Posted in Alpha, Funny/Lolblogs, Game, Girls on Jan 28th, 2015
Asshole Game Week: Day One is here . Day Two here . What happens when you totally bail on a woman? She fumes and refuses to ever talk to you again? She waves off the thought of you with a dismissive mental gesture? Or… something else? Commenter Hosswire writes, About a year ago, after voraciously […]
Posted in Alpha, Funny/Lolblogs, Game, Girls on Jan 27th, 2015
Asshole Game Week: Day One is here . Reader ‘Hackett To Bits’ summons the animating spirit of the Olympian god Prickicissus. It feels good to find that different reality . Me: 45 yo, (amicably) divorced She: 23 yo waif/neurotic in the booty call zone Some grousers are gonna say, “well, she isn’t interested in a […]
Posted in Alpha, Funny/Lolblogs, Game, Girls on Jan 26th, 2015
Welcome to Asshole Game Week, the evil twin of Relationship Game Week , in which Tales of Tingles Torqued are told as a lesson for the benighted. A warning to those who are faint of heart or tiny of testicle: This would be a good week to avoid visits to the Chateau. Buzzfeeder bromides and […]
Posted in Alpha, Culture, Ugly Truths on Jan 21st, 2015
Reader Experienced Father forwards this passage from Teddy Roosevelt, who in this excerpt reveals amazing powers of observation and prescience (and a serum T level that in one brief moment exceeds Obama’s lifetime gonadal output). ****** This is from Theodore Roosevelt’s Book “A Book-Lover’s Holidays in the Open” — [T]here is one vital point—the vital […]
Exhibit Audi: I’m not surprised by this welcome turn to the masculine side. It is inevitable that as Western society becomes in practice more womanly, the rebellious, unquenchable spirit of boys and men would find renewed purpose pushing back against the zeitshrike of the age. I predict far fewer “goofball dad” commercials in the near […]
Last Leaf
There was a little tree
it grew alone
it grew proud
"I need no one!
I will plant my deep roots here
cover myself in the thickest bark
and reach to the sky
for there is greatness in me!"
And so he grew.
And then other trees planted their roots near it
And those trees shared messages between their roots
chemical messages
which helped them grow bigger, faster, and taller.
Until the day came that their canopies rose above the canopy of our prideful tree
and overshadowed it
depriving it of sunlight
until it began to lose its leaves
suffocating in the shadow of the giants above it
it refused help from trees of his kin
it refused to set seed
"I will grow!" it insisted
"I will rise to my greatness!"
and then it fell silent
when its last leaf
proud to the end
fluttered to the forest floor
to feed the trees that supplanted it
Now that we've skimmed the functional brahmins from India, all their poo-flinging train-splotching inbred cousins are streaming in by the millions.
I expect and hope this will redound badly on the jeet doctors and accountants who finally cracked into White shitlib superzips.
"You know this guy?!"
"Saar, please to understand, food expiration dates are for toilet shitters."
"What do you think about him hitting himself with a hammer to improve his looks?"
AOC: makes it all about women
Coconut oil by itself might get you to spf 7, which doesn't meet the FDA minimum threshold of spf 15 for adequate UV protection. Calcium carbonate as a texture additive might boost the spf a few points.
If you are prone to skin cancer, you should probably stick with the FDA approved sunscreens, 30 spf or higher.
Also, coconut oil is incredibly greasy. You like that feeling on a hot humid day? There are non-greasy sunscreen options that feel like talcum powder.
And yes, I know it's generally a good idea to get some unfiltered sun on one's skin.
Guess what these states all have in common?
Nigs?
They all voted for President Trump in 2024.
ffs
I would enjoy a public debate on the 2020 election fraud, but it should include the Kennedy election steal of Illinois in 1960, and the LBJ Senate election steal of Texas in 1948.
Air out all the dirty laundry and make it so that shitlibs can't keep going to the well of "election denialism".
Trump: "It was Iran"
Reality: "It was Israel and jewish influence in US politics"
"This is so terrible. Anyhow...."
I think it can get bad enough, but by that time Whites will be too outnumbered and scattered to effectively rescue themselves.
This was the idea behind accelerationism: to make it bad enough soon enough, before it's too late to do anything.
