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In Japan, a burgeoning “fake anime boyfriend” market is capturing the hearts of Japanese women and overseas American women.

Since the 90s, Japanese women have been playing otome (“maiden”) games, which allow the player to pursue virtual relationships with several virtual hunks. In the interest of journalism, I spent over $60 flirting with emotionally manipulative anime characters, and it fucking ruled.

So what kind of virtual boyfriends do nipply Nipponese and sassy statesiders prefer? Take one guess.

When I asked Gray which character types tend to perform best, she told me that the “sadistic but charismatic” archetype is beloved in both Japan and the US.

Chicks dig those charismatic jerkboys.

She pointed to Eisuke Ichinomiya, which she says is the most popular character in Kissed by the Baddest Bidder, Voltage’s top-grossing game in the US. […] On Eisuke’s character profile, he is billed in glittering pink and purple script as a “cold-hearted narcissist.” His quote is “I’m going to make you mine. And you don’t get to say no.”

What’s revealing about this dating simulation (aka female pornhub) is that it is essentially the female version of sex dolls for men. Women aren’t aroused as much by the visual and tactile inspection of men’s bodies as they are by the emotional and psychological inspection of men’s personalities. And when choosing male archetypes, the jerkboy narcissist is number one pulse amplifier in the arterial transverse between a woman’s heart and vagina. This is why real world feedback continually proves the efficacy of Game to the goal of seducing women: Game is the creation of sexier male personalities.

“Usually [this character is] sadistic and mean to you, but sometimes, when you and him are alone, he becomes so sweet and very kind to you,” Gray explained.

Vulnerability Game. A girl wants a challenging man (i.e., a man with a lot of poosy options) who can’t help but occasionally, and reluctantly, succumb to her erotic charms.

Also like Voltage’s millions of other customers worldwide, I was really only interested in the mean and sadistic gentlemen—which is weird, because I actively avoid mean and sadistic men in real life.

Fantasy is inward projection of outward sexual desire. We know this because no woman in the history of the world has ever fantasized about a reliable beta male in pleated khakis. Hence, the reason there’s a maxim stating “watch what women do and ignore what they say”. The details of female desire are quite disturbing to idealistic minds when seen up close, so much so that even women recoil from a cogent awareness of their own sexual urges. Which is why women are gifted with an ability to flim flam themselves whenever they are asked about what they want romantically.

This woman quoted above, when alone with her virtual tingle generator, chooses a badboy for her stimulus. “In real life”, she claims otherwise. But that’s the source of the fantasy’s power; in real life, most women don’t have the goods to attract and tame the badboys who turn them on, so in moments of introspection they fall back on sour grape-isms to rationalize the parade of dependable boring betas that is their lot in life. Or, oppositely, they have been burned by badboys so often in the past that avoiding them must be an “active” process rather than the more natural, unplanned pursuit that doesn’t require active effort typical of women who don’t have a dating history littered with alluring assholes.

Gray insisted that most of Voltage’s users “think that their real life and romance in our apps are totally different.” However, in the same response, she acknowledged that an elision between fantasy and reality does often take place. “The user who has a boyfriend plays our app to fill in the unsatisfied part of her boyfriend. Playing the app makes her happy and it helps to prevent fights with her boyfriend,” Gray told me.

Virtual alpha widows. Literally cucked by an anime lothario.

There is no bottom to the romantic humiliations that beta male boyfriends can suffer.

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A naive beta male wonders why there’s a dearth of single men willing to marry the aging spinsters he knows.

why don’t I know any single men who could be fixed up with a well-educated woman in her late 30s?

Smart people say the stupidest shit sometimes.

This seems to be a common situation among our friends. We know single women whom we believe would be wonderful companions and mothers, but none of the single men whom they are seeking as partners.

Wonderful companions and motherhood potential don’t make dicks hard.

A friend in D.C. says “Single women nearing 40 have spent decades perfecting their adult selves.

That’s their problem, right there. Instead of spending decades perfecting their adult selves, they should have spent some time getting serious with a man while their bodies were still perfect.

Men of the same age are still stuck in their teenage personality.”

Bitterbitch snark for normal, natural male sexual desire for younger, hotter, tighter women.

What is the explanation for this phenomenon?

Hard-on heuristics.

…finding an unpartnered adult male who is in possession of said good stuff seems to be impossible.

For mangy cougars. But for spry springboks, not at all impossible.

Separately, I’m wondering if the large quantity of involuntarily single-and-childless women shows poor life-planning strategies.

That Pill-lubed, anonymous urban living-facilitated cock carousel isn’t gonna ride itself!

These women have advanced education, great job skills, and good careers compared to the American average.

Yeah but do they have clear skin, pert tits, firm asses, and pussies that smell of lavender?

Inadvertently, our plucky White Knight shilling for his starving cougars stumbles upon a payout system that likely incentivizes the pursuit of alpha fux over settling for beta bux.

we must observe that [women’s] after-tax income is in nearly every case lower than if they’d had sex with a dermatologist or dentist in Massachusetts and collected child support.

Note to dermatologists and dentists: if you’re gonna bang a desperate aging beauty, wear your own condom and dispose of it in the toilet.

(Most of these women want two children, which, if properly planned, could easily offer a tax-free cash yield of $200,000/year via child support (multiply by 23 years in Massachusetts).) See this from the Practical Tips chapter:

In most states, the potential child support profits from a one-night encounter are roughly the same as the profits from a short-term marriage. … “Women who want to make money from the system aren’t getting married anymore,” said one lawyer. “The key is recognizing that it is a lot easier to rent a rich guy for one night, especially if he has had a few drinks, than it is to get a rich guy to agree to marriage.”

All women can be mercenary given strong enough incentives, but luckily (for men) most women still strive to have children within a marriage. Single momhood is not (yet) a desired life outcome for psychologically healthy women, despite its inglorious rise over the past forty years. What this means is that for the typical man, the odds of getting fleeced by a woman pulling the ol’ gotcha pregnancy maneuver are low.

Rich men do have something to worry about, especially rich men with Game, because women will lose all sense around them (like men do around barely legal sexpots) and are liable to think pregnancy and child support entrapment are reasonable first date objectives.

From the point of view of having the children that they want prior to the exhaustion of their fertility and from the point of view of financial security, these women would have been better off spending their 18-22-year-old years having sex with married men rather than attending college. That’s not to suggest that 18-year-old child support profiteer is the optimum lifestyle for every American woman, but the fact that it would yield a better outcome measured against their own goals than what the women we know have accomplished suggests that they pursued a pretty bad life strategy.

Here’s a better idea that isn’t compiled in the abstracted kookland of the homo spergonomicus mind:

Women who want kids should get married in their early 20s and start having them by their mid-late 20s, then spend some years at home raising them, afterwards returning to their careers soulfully satisfied and serenely accepting of the fact that they can’t have it all and motherhood necessarily means the corner office won’t be a realistic option for them. No “child support profiteer” shenanigans needed. (Any woman who seriously follows such a cold, sociopathic blueprint deserves all the pain and suffering she will inevitably receive in the romance market.)

Readers: Looking at the 35-45 age group, and restricting to people who have a college degree, above-median earnings, agreeable personality, and responsible habits, what’s the ratio of single women to single men?

Who cares? It’s like asking what’s the ratio of garden slugs to single men. The one will have no influence on the behavior of the other.

The first commenter to the original author’s blog post gets to the heart of it:

Men select for beauty and fertility; both of which are on the decline in the women you mention. They also select for low-conflict behavior, kindness, etc., which may or may not be found among the women you mention.

Reality is, that any guy who is 40 and has his act together, is going to date younger; especially with the horrible economy -there are lots of 28yo women without a clear path to career at this point.

A 37yo with possibly 2 years of fertility left should be looking not for 40 or 42, but for someone about 50 to 54 who is in good shape and still wants to have 1 or 2 kids.

Satanic feminists have lied to women for so long that simple truths like “don’t wait too long to marry and have kids because your fertility window is short and men won’t be interested in you when you’re older and uglier” are willfully ignored or twisted into nostrums of oppression that should be fought against and actively denied through the alchemy of embracing gogrrl, leaned in, cock-hopping, careerist lifestyles that ironically will leave women more miserable than if they had just submitted to the patriarchy’s price of admission.

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The View From America

Johnny Redux paints a lurid, dismal picture of the America he sees fulminating around him.

We need something to change, and that’s for sure. I live in a pretty nice area. Stopped at the chain grocery store to get some items for the week, and here are some things that I saw/thought:

* Saw two young girls (between 12-14) wearing skin tight leggings with no skirt or anything to cover their butts. They were not together, but with separate moms walking around the store. One mom looked like a trailor park loser, the other mom was a fake blond whore wearing her own set of tight leggings (and fat ass to go with it). Both totally oblivious to the whore-training their daughters (or maybe jealous of it, who knows!). The older brother of one of the girls (and son of the trailor park trash woman) looks pale, thin, and has turd green pants on drooping down to mid-butt. He slides when he moves, he does not walk. I am guessing there is no dad in the picture with any of them.
* Tall, heavier set 25-ish year old White girl at the checkout line next to mine, with what appeared to be her father. The father was carrying the girl’s young 2-year old looking son, who clearly had some Puerto Rican or other non-White blood in him. Turned my stomach. Of course, the father of the child is no where to be found. Pumped and dumped, raising the genome of another race, and doubtful to ever carry a full-blooded White baby to full term. Of course, beta dad is just happy to have a grandchild. Yeah, diversity.
* On the way out, a fat, 40 year old, 5’2″ slug of a woman almost runs into me (as she is coming through the exit!) because she is staring at her iPhag. Does not bother to say excuse me, sorry, etc. I say, loudly, “Nice job! Keep staring down at your stupid phone!”
* In the parking lot, put my groceries in the trunk. Look over to the car in the next isle unloading the family. Both girls are hypnotically staring at their iPhags. I wonder, “How will either of these girls making a fully functioning adult, let alone a fully functioning mother who has to GIVE her attention to another human being for more than 30-second blasts?! This is why the Third World, for now, has an advantage on the social level, because they are not being destroyed by all of this readily available technology…and pumped the drug of constant entertainment.”
* Get inside my nice, sound-deadening car, and all is quite. Breath. Jezuz! Going out is depressing when your eyes are open. Turn the key, and “Lips Like Sugar” comes on. That helped.

Kevin “Eggface” Williamson would tell these people to rent a U-Haul and move to another town. And that is why the magazine he works for, and his preferred candidates, fail.

America is regressing and growing coarser and more venal by the day. The last stages of decline and irruption are in view. I have hope that this ship can be turned around before hitting the shoals, but my hope dwindles with each new outrageous news cycle testifying to the stupendous malevolence and incompetence of our ruling elite and their sycophantic, status whoring, megaphone lackeys.

Eventually, this will end. I think now more than before that it will end with America splintered into regional powers, because the mutual hatreds have festered and been stoked for far too long to permit even a facile show of unity. Our “””leaders””” now openly show utter contempt for their subjects, denying their constituents even the simplest and most beneficial concessions, like deporting invading migrants and refraining from depositing alien refugees in small, rural towns; how is this state of affairs any different than living under a malicious dictatorship?

Good men of noble T levels fall into two camps: those ready to fight no matter the odds against, and those ready to “deaden the sound and the fury”. Either choice, in sufficient numbers, means the death rattle of this tainted America. Soon, the house cucks will come to realize their cause is not just futile, but wicked, and their time will disappear like Spanish moss in a hurricane.

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Compare And Contrast

president butt naked’s latest military combat command appointee:

Russian soldiers at the last Victory Day parade in Red Square:

There’s a reason Trump speaks well of Putin, and weepy cuck vaginas want to start WWIII with Russia, (from afar, and with prole cannon fodder, of course).

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This mischievous courtship feint is kind of nerdy, but it really works in the SWPLopolises where girls tend to be a little smarter, or at least more concerned about signaling their smarts to demanding alpha males.

When a girl asks how old you are (because you regularly hit on conspicuously younger women), say

“The square root of [X].”

So, if you’re 35, you’d say, “The square root of 1,200.” Tell her to “round up” because “all women prefer an established older man”. Bust her chops and say you’ll add points to her score if she doesn’t use her phone calculator.

Most girls will play along, especially if you frame your challenge less as an earnest invitation to turbocharge a conversation and more as an aloof swipe at her insolence for asking such lame questions.

She’ll guess (usually younger, b/c girls will form-fit you into a suitable male mold if you sufficiently intrigue them), and, as per the usual CH advice, your reply should be something along the lines of “wow, you’re really good at this!” or “well done!”, implying that she nailed your age without ever actually confirming her guess as true or not.

PS: If you look like a spitting image of a math olympiad winner, you might want to field test this baby on a few uninspiring ladies first, and gauge their reactions. I’m thinking that very nerdy-looking men would be mistaken by girls as the type of men who would seriously consider a math question to be appropriate flirting, which would cause the tactic to backfire. Alternately, if the nerdy-looking man projects a flippant self-awareness while delivering the line, women could become interested by the contrast between the outer nerd and his inner ZFG confidence.

PPS There is always an ulterior, goal-directed undercurrent buoying Game techniques. In this instance, the conversation is framed as a challenge to the woman, which psychologically provokes a feeling in her that she has something to prove, which coaxes her into a “chaser” role and alters her perception of the man as having higher mate value than he otherwise would have had he dutifully submitted to the rules of her interrogation.

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From a comment to a New York Beta Times article about “gender equity”.

Otis E Plainfield, Tx The College of The Permian Basin

Peter Drucker, in his famous essay Managing Oneself, advised strongly the need to understand your strengths and weaknesses, and observed that you can never win by improving your weaknesses, only by improving your strengths. In broader socio-economic terms, we have given women the opportunity to build on their weaknesses (ability to compete against men) and discouraged them from capitalizing on their strengths (youth and fertility). They compete through artifices of fairness and inclusion that are borne on the backs of an ever-dwindling pool of male supporters. We have weakened society as a whole by building on women’s weaknesses in attempts to make them the equal of men, rather than encouraging them in their natural strengths. And while this charade is going on, men are encouraged to adopt feminine attitudes and lifestyles at the expense of their own natural strengths, now deemed unnecessary in the new gender-neutral economy.

Fucking hardcore. Otis is awarded a VIP guest pass to the Chateau (if he wasn’t already a secret visitor).

This project to turn women into men and men into women won’t end well. But it will end, either in a pyre of societal disintegration or pinned under the sword of better men (and women). Nature doesn’t tolerate for long social experimentation at odds with Her directives.

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Check out these excerpts from Kevin D. Williamson’s latest National Review article. I can’t believe they give him a platform to print this racist trash!

National Review’s Kevin Williamson believes Hillary Clinton’s appeals to African-Americans are “immoral” because that demographic’s way of life deserves to die out. […]

Williamson, a long-time critic of The Harridan, essentially agrees that he doesn’t support any policies or rhetoric directly tailored to African-Americans — particularly about jobs being taken by outsourcing and immigration — because it would be wrong to do so.

“It is immoral because it perpetuates a lie: that the African-Americans that find themselves attracted to Clinton have been victimized by outside forces,” the NR roving correspondent writes. “[N]obody did this to them. They failed themselves.”

He then goes on to state that all the ills associated with downscale blacks are a result of that race’s inherent depravity.

“If you spend time in hardscrabble, black Detroit, or Ferguson, MO, or my own native Texas bathhouse, and you take an honest look at the welfare dependency, the drug and alcohol addiction, the family anarchy—which is to say, the whelping of human children with all the respect and wisdom of a stray dog—you will come to an awful realization. It wasn’t Beijing. It wasn’t even Washington, as bad as Washington can be. It wasn’t immigrants from Mexico, excessive and problematic as our current immigration levels are. It wasn’t any of that,” Williamson states.

He then goes on to make the conclusion that it’s great these communities are dying out because they have a warped morality and are a dead weight on the economy.

“The truth about these dysfunctional, downscale black communities is that they deserve to die. Economically, they are negative assets. Morally, they are indefensible,” the conservative writer says. “The African-American under-class is in thrall to a vicious, selfish culture whose main products are misery and murder. Hillary Clinton’s speeches make them feel good. So does crack cocaine. What they need isn’t analgesics, literal or political. They need real opportunity, which means that they need real change, which means that they need U-Haul. If you want to live, get out of Atlanta [a heavily-black town in Georgia].”

If you haven’t figured it out yet, Williamson’s racist screed was actually aimed at Whites. Just substitute “whites” and “white working class” everywhere you read “blacks” and “African-Americans”. The racism against Whites gets published; the version of it with “blacks” replacing “whites” would get Williamson fired from National Cucktacular and his penis-shaped head on millions of network broadcasts as the featured “two minutes hate” antiracism whipping cur (which he’d probably enjoy).

Prying into Williamson’s GRidS, I can think of at least three motivations for this latest Williamson article revealing his hatred of BadWhites who don’t genuflect before the MLK monument or rave about the unconventional conservatism of piss porn.

  1. The article is an elaborately insincere troll of the foes he really hates: the “White identity” alt-right. In this reading, Williamson appears to be sarcastically mocking an assumed hypocrisy among White identitarians to support the White working class against elite machinations while simultaneously blaming blacks’ miseries on their race’s inherent deficiencies. The premise is flawed, though, because it relies for its ideological grounding, like all cuck declarations do, on the religion of race creationism (i.e., the belief that evolution stopped at the neck up and the skin down and that therefore all races are equal in every way except on the most superficial traits). The alt-right recognizes intra-race as well as inter-race differences in aptitude and character, and understands that this fundamental view is not incompatible with the indictment that the ruling class and their lackeys push policies that bring unnecessary hardship to the non-ACELA classes. This worldview is a far more consistent stance than anything the cuck-right has attempted to elucidate.
  2. Williamson is psychologically projecting his hatred of black dysfunction onto Whites. He’s too cowardly to come out and say “blacks are violent and allergic to civilized norms of behavior” so he sublimates his hatred into a rage against the White working classes who, for all their faults, are nowhere near the level of dysfunction that your typical majority-black ghetto exhibits.
  3. Williamson is a gay homosexual who was rejected by his redneck Texan father, and his slanders against the White working class are essentially an elaborate F YOU DAD act of negative transference.

Whatever Williamson’s psychological peculiarities, his stated and implied reasons for hating working class Whites are utterly bankrupt. Non-elite White men aren’t coddled like blacks and hispanics and women. There is no affirmative action for non-elite White men. No government contract set-asides. No 24/7 mass media engine to blame all their woes on nonWhite racism and celebrate their White working class cultural contributions to America. No White Lives Matter or Black Privilege movements to shore up their egos and make them feel like under-appreciated valued members to society. No education industrial complex to glorify their history (or make it up if insufficiently glorious) and to simultaneously diminish the history of nonWhites.

But Keven D. Williamson knows all this. He’s just doesn’t care. Which makes him a dirtbag. Nothing more.

He’d better hope that when his dreamed-of Diversitopia in America is fully realized, that the numerically overwhelming nonWhite races, whom I guarantee won’t share his ACELA Whites’ pathologically cucked impulse to leapfrog moral loyalties to outsider races, keep him around as the funny-looking court faggot instead of feeding him alive to a pit of crocodiles like they do to Boer farmers.

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The Leftoid Phenotype

These two Trump haters are representative of so many of their kind.

A masculine woman and a feminine man. The sexual polarities reversed, flipping a giant upside-down middle finger to the divine order. Mangrrls and girlbois are the classic leftoid phenotype. They carry the baggage of their scarred psyches on their punchable faces. A sick people steering a sick society to a sick bed.

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Bertrand Russell is a patron sadist of Chateau Heartiste for good reason; when he’s on, he’s quite good at cataloguing the ills that befall those cultures which turn their backs to the gods of the copybook headings. Here he is on the welfare state and its corruption of the sexual market:

If you got a chill reading this, that’s normal. You see how prophetic Russell was — the rise of single momhood, the destruction wrought by the divorce industrial complex, the encroachment of leftoid authoritarianism, the disavowal of kin and country — and you fear what is to come next.

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Spot The F*ck Me Stare

While you’re at it, see if you can spot the “I’m a witchy cunt” stare, too.

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