Shocker. When you allow mass immigration from backwards societies, shit like that tends to transpire. I will forever feel terrible for my long-time online friend who was driven from her home city of Munich by roving bands of violent North Africans. Should’ve never been allowed.
I’m only talking about in my own field here, not home repair or anything like that (about which I know nearly nothing), but most of the time when I hire “experts” to help me out or do something that’d be difficult for me, they don’t know any more than I do.
This really defeats the damn purpose.
This is another example of the weird and harmful prudishness of the younger millennials and Gen Z. They believe that you shouldn’t do anything at all around a kid that the child cannot also partake of. Which is — and let me stress this as much as I can — FUCKING INSANE.
According to them, you should not consume alcohol around a child, should not have sex in a house that any child is in, should not wear anything at all even slightly revealing around a child of any age (and that definition of “revealing” gets stricter all the time), and should certainly not prepare them in any way for the adult world. I can’t believe people are so catastrophically, damagingly stupid about things like this.
What the fuck happened to younger millennials and Gen Z?
In short, some women decided to declare war against average and undesirable men and then were surprised and shocked when hostility was met with hostility.
Welcome to the real world, sisters! It can be hard but is often a lot of fun. Alas, though, you have to deal with it as it is, not as you wish it were.
Women with tattoos become far less desirable to most men. These women then go on to feel that they are being rejected by those men “for no good reason.” And this makes them insanely angry1.
Women in general almost never get to feel what incels feel. It’s telling that their reactions to being spurned are 100% identical to the general incel response. This just shows that even as different as men and women can sometimes seem, we’re still mostly the same. Especially for women who are particularly unaccustomed to rejection, if someone else has standards that exclude you it feels like a personal slight.
But as women always smugly tell men who endure storms of lifelong rejection: Get the fuck over it. Welcome to the real world where actions have consequences. You’ll live.
These threads are always puzzling to me because with rare exception I don’t want to chat or “connect’ with anyone in any office or at work and I don’t want to know anyone there on a personal level.
My co-workers are not my friends, nor do I want them to be. It does not mean I can’t be friendly with them; I am perfectly polite and approachable. I am not a jerk. But none are my friends because the reality is most would toss me under the bus if it came down to their job or me.
That is the actual reality of the working world.
I know I’m unusual and my reaction to that thread highlights it, I think. Terrible extroverts are gonna always attempt to get me to RTO, and I will always give a big hearty laugh and a loud FUCK YOUUUUUUUUUU.
Something I think that women in general do not understand about men walking at night or whatever is that we run about the same risk as getting assaulted (though not sexually assaulted, which does matter), we just don’t care as much.
And that makes a difference! We take more risks, even when the risk is greater. Women imagine men live in this fairy-tale-like peril-free state where we do whatever we want. But no. That ain’t the way it is. Women are just more neurotic (in the clinical sense) and risk-averse than men. Women will not do something even when the actual danger for them is lower than it is for men. On average, of course! People are all different and the sexes have some overlap.
Nature, nurture, who the fuck knows? And it’s an admixture of all that and more of course. I’m mainly trying to dispel the notion that men live in this risk-free utopia. Nope. We just accept the risk and move on with our lives and still get shit done.
Lord, if the Dems bring the pussy hats back I’m moving to fucking Pluto.
Please do not.
Fake job postings proliferate in layoff-hit tech industry.
Every fake job posting should come with a mandatory one year jail sentence for the person who posted it right up the executive chain straight to the CEO, as well as a $1 million fine for every single person involved.
I’m not lying, y’all, I hate Standard Time so so much. It makes every day worse and more depressing.
Turbo-fuck Standard Time!
I think about this 2-3 times a day too. People will say things are “impossible” that they literally experienced themselves! It’s so fucking oddball. Like, gramps, you went to college for free in 1973 — don’t tell me it’s “impossible” that it could be done today. Other countries are still doing that! It’s double not impossible.
There’s also a passel of liberal doofshits who declare — and have been declaring for two decades — the gains we’ve been making for years in batteries and solar are “impossible.” And one day, they’ll be right. After both have improved a thousand times over and gotten 10,000 times cheaper.
The world is filled with goobers.
That’s true. I am deeply resentful because of and actually fucking hate all the people who spent so long telling me crap like, “You need to learn MATH! No matter what it takes! It’s the FUTUREEEEEEEEE!!!!111” And then making me do so against my will and skill.
Fuck you. Fuck you forever. The best path for me is to have been put in immersive language programs and such from three years old. I could’ve easily been fluent in 15+ languages by the time I was 18. Easily. That is my superpower and if I had been allowed to concentrate on that I would be so dominant none could stand before me. I’m still really good but there’s no replacement for learning stuff like that early — both because your brain is more plastic and because there is just more time.
I deeply to the bottom of my heart loathe, loathe anyone and everyone who made me spend a single fucking second on math instead of what I should’ve been doing. May every last one of you suffer in hell for all time for that sin against me.
At work now, I’m doing a project by myself (in addition to all my other duties) that normally a team of 10-20 people would handle.
And I’m ’bout over it. I mean, I’m really fucking good. I can do it; I’m the equal of 10+ normies on even a bad day. But the question is, do I want to?
There’s been a spate of “empowering” novels recently about older women having affairs and dalliances with younger men. And I have no problem with this. I put “empowering” in quotes because why is it empowerment when a woman does it, but not when a man does?
It should be equally empowering if you assume that adult women are not children. Mainly I am just tired of prudery and the relationship police. Equality means exactly that. Let’s have women above the age of majority be treated as adults at all times, not exclusively only when it benefits them. That’ll make for a better world for all.
Anyone who votes for Trump in 2024 is a fucking idiot. You know what he is, what he’s done and that he is a doddering old Alzheimer’s case who will still do a coup after an unsuccessful one three years prior.
Here’s my anti-endorsement: Go fuck yourself. Since I can’t slap you through the computer screen, do that to yourself too.