I could never be an incel, but I definitely understand how you could get that way; most of what most men — especially average men — experience from women is coldness and casual cruelty.
I know the “reasons” women have for being this way, of course. But it doesn’t make it less psychologically damaging to experience.
With the decline of third spaces where women and men could hang out with no expectations and pressure, this was nearly destined to occur.
Received a random Amazon envelope with USBs.
If you plug some unexpectedly-received USB sticks into your computer, you deserve whatever you get. And whatever it is won’t be pretty.
Sure, they might be clean, but why risk it? Someone skilled enough can make malware that is nearly undetectable. Just smash and trash.
All of you who have guilty pleasures are weak. Just like what you like, damn.
I’m watching The Vampire Diaries and I don’t give a fuckkkkkkk who knows. It’s pretty good, and gets better as it goes along. The first 4-5 episodes are somewhat anemic and then the show settles into itself and really gets rolling.
It’d not be for everyone but I’m enjoying it — the characters have a lot more depth than you’d expect. It’s like if Twilight were written by someone who knew how to make a story come together.
Why exactly did it come to be assumed that one can only be productive in the morning? My intelligence and motivation is vastly higher between midnight and 4AM. Otherwise in comparison, I’m fairly dull.
I mean, I’m still a fucking beast even at 2PM but in comparison to my far more beastly 2AM self, I lose a lot of shine.
If you want to make it quantitative, I’m quite certain I’d do 10-12 points better on an IQ test at 2AM as contrasted with taking one mid-afternoon.
Other than the fact that a lot of men’s work does not get counted in “labor” (including actual labor at work), women and men have vastly different standards. Neither is right or wrong, but women often compare themselves and their home to impossible ideals and lash out/blame others when those absurdly-high standards are not met.
For instance, if a man has a child that is throwing a fit and refusing to take a bath, most will say, “Guess you’re going to bed dirty” and leave it at that. Women, though, are far more likely to spend two hours battling the child to take a bath.
Which is more likely to lead to better mental health for all? To feeling less tired and resentful?
Whether it’s biological or socialization or a bit of both, women often feel compelled to attempt to achieve the perfectionist impossible while men are ok with, “Eh, good enough for now. No one is dying and we have food.”
It’s no surprise, then, that kids raised by single fathers more often turn out ok but those raised by single mothers face much worse prospects on average1. Excessive neuroticism does not lead to good outcomes — and women are far more neurotic than men. I know, I know, women feel they “have to” be that way. But feeling something doesn’t make it true.
Both evil winter and evil Standard Time are nigh on being gone for a long while.
Good riddance.
I am not in favor of annexing Canada because then we’d have to deal with their massive problems as well as our own.
No thanks.
Also, it’s hugely morally wrong.
My hot take that everyone will hate is the fact that so many women read crap like Twilight and whatever this nonsense might be is just as harmful (and perhaps more so) to women’s psyche and ability form relationships as men watching porn.
Yes, I know women watch porn as well. I worked with a woman porn addict who got fired for storing gigabytes of it on her work machine. But men watch more of it.
I think the difference is that for men, porn is mostly instrumental. It’s for getting off and then is quickly forgotten. But for women, Twilight and the like is aspirational — they really believe deep in their hearts that they will find someone like Edward or whatever the hell is happening in that Mountain Bullman book. I don’t mean a sparkly vampire, but just someone that unreservedly devoted and uncaring of your flaws or that you’re the size of grain silo and about as capable of walking up a mountain.
Women’s expectations have increased greatly while men’s prospects have declined. These two factors are partly (but not wholly) responsible for the loneliness epidemic. And that so many women are into “literature” like Twilight and the Fifty Shades series certainly has a lot to do with that epidemic too.
What The States Would Look Like If They Were Resized By Population.
Not shown here, but there has been a long trend of people moving away from states with shitty weather (too cold) to those with more salubrious weather. Enabled, of course, by air conditioning becoming cheap and widely available.
This is good advice, and my response is also going to sound terribly arrogant. But I also terribly do not care: I am only interested in deep friendships with people who can keep up with me intellectually and unfortunately that’s a really small slice of the population. And it is very difficult to find this cut of people I could be friends with, especially as even the “very smart” usually aren’t all that bright in reality.
I don’t need my friends to know the disparate things I’m aware of or be involved in all the weirdo crap I like. Frankly, I don’t think anyone can know all of what I do because you have to read dozens of books a week for a couple dozen years to do that. And not many can or probably should undertake such a project. And, just so there’s no misunderstanding, I do not need these friends to agree with me.
But I do need people who don’t have brain stall-outs out when I talk about Noether’s Theorem or describe the philosophical milieu of early 20th Century Germany or whatever crap I’m going on some too-lengthy spiel about.
These things both will not be interesting to most people and their brains can’t hold them enough to have any sort of conversation, either.
I tried to be a polymath. It worked a bit, but it can also be lonely. That said, I am what I am, for better or worse. I’m happy, too. But there are maybe a few score thousand people like me around the world and they are very hard to find in all the din and distraction.
Someone said that there are actually three genders: high status men, women, and low status men.
And I think, basically, that is true. It says nothing good about any of us, but it is how things are.
When I get annoyed by happenings at work or am stuck in traffic, I think of the videos I’ve watched of soldiers being relentlessly hunted down by drones on the battlefield in Ukraine. Then I realize how fucking awesome and amazing my life in fact is.
That terrible war has some of the worst things I’ve ever seen in my life. No, it hasn’t traumatized or scarred me. That does not happen to me easily. A rural North Florida misfit upbringing will do that for you.
But it does makes me thankful for what I have, and that I’m not dying in some Ukrainian farmer’s field because I wanted to steal washing machines and rape Ukrainian women.
My field is a weird one. Weird bad, that is.
I’ve seen accountants get hired after not being in the active workforce for 10+ years. And yet I wouldn’t hire an IT person who’d been out of the workforce for 3 years. And in some areas, merely 2. That’s how fast it all changes.
If you’re out of the game for 3 years or more, you’re basically a newbie again.
No other field is like that.
The best blueprint for the future is to do nearly everything the degrowthers say we should not do.
We need:
Etc. We simply must become the gods now we only pretend to be.
We have no choice. It’s that or oblivion.
One thing that is accurate from Sherlock Holmes is that you can discern more about most people than they think they are revealing by paying very close attention and having a whole lot of background knowledge.
My partner says that I “do my Sherlock Holmes thing” sometimes and I take that as a huge compliment. Seeing more than most people means you have to have done more with your mind than most people in the past.
And that’s always been my aim — but I don’t do it within other people’s parameters. And never will.