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Human world confirmation of the omnipresence of the God of Biomechanics on the sexual market is all around if you pay attention for signs of it. A vignette of sad and funny resonance flickered into the technicolor reel of my life recently.
Scene: a sidewalk stroll of intermittent urgency. An Asian guy walking towards me spins around about ten paces in front of me to say Hi to a petite, nicely figured Asian girl whom he apparently knew from somewhere. She registers his less-than-meaty intrusion with a surprised smile and a chirpy Hello, while her buff White frat bro boyfriend at her side keeps walking forward, ahead of my location. The un-hued boyfriend did turn round briefly, I suppose to send a signal, and his funtime waifu had to catch up to him, practically running backwards as she waved a perfunctory and no doubt inscrutable goodbye to the Asian dude, who by this point I could discern had acquired a saddened and somewhat miffed countenance (as best one can spy these things on a lunar facescape).
As our intrepidly stoic Asianman stumbles over his feet backing away from his rightful kinwoman who was obviously his source of many nights of dericious fapping, I look back at his retreating figure out of a morbid sympathy for his condition…..and catch him walking straight into a tree.
BRAM! oh the NOWAGity.
It really is a minor miracle that more NOWAG transplants in America the Diverse don’t go the full Elliot Rodgerian supreme gentleman.
If Game can help these Asian men reclaim their women in a harsh sexual ecosystem of unforgiving discrimination, then there isn’t a Game-denialist White beta alive who has any excuse left for his mopey inaction.
PS As I was coincidentally sharing a trajectory with the AW-WM couple and following on their heels, after the scene expired I could pick up her giggles and him punctuating her girlish shiv-twisting with a firm butt squeeze. No doubt all jokes were at the expense of the smitten samurai who had to swallow a romantic indignation that women are simply incapable of appreciating in its awesome ego-carving horror.