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Schizophrenia of a Country

the-great-divide1Browsing Chateau Heartiste today i noticed that he tweeted (Link Bellow) a rather funny yet factual article about BC Canada’s law changes for live in partners of 2 years, basically Common Law partners. (Link Bellow) Basically this would give the Common Law couple the obligation to divide their assets should they split up after 2 years of cohabitation.

Now i’m not one to usually post about Men’s rights, the MRA movement or anything really related to that. But i just had to chuckle to myself as just weeks before, on the opposite end of Canada, the province of Quebec stated that they would not pass law to obligate partners (men) to pay spousal support to their partners (women) should they break off their common law relationship.

Most of the rest of Canada jumped in an uproar accusing Quebec of being old fashioned and behind the times. This is funny as Quebec has always been the most leftist province in Canada sporting the most social help programs than any other in this country, inducing the highest income tax rate to support all these programs.

But you’ve got to think. Are they really behind the times? Or maybe resistance to the status quo is just what society needs to kick the feminazi agenda square in the proverbial balls. It seems governments around the world are passing ridiculous laws in order to follow the majority so they don’t look like they stand out and aren’t labelled rebels. We all know the nail that sticks out gets hammered, well in the political machine there is nothing truer. Not following the trend may hurt political relationships between governments, other leaders may be inclined to withhold support of other leaders who’s views may differ from their own policies, and so on and so forth.

I don’t side with Quebec very often… actually never, even when being French Canadian, but for this i gotta give a major Kudos to the Quebec Government.

Eventually they’ll fold, but resistance is always the start of a revolution.

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Vancouver Sun Article, BC law article

Globe And Mail Article, Quebec Law article

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Dating a Feminist

My brother is dating a hardcore hipsterish feminist. An attractive woman that has previously sworn off relationship and companionship in order to get rich, preferably by marrying an old rich dude. I avoid all gender conversations except for the occasional slip up, in which case i just stop talking and get on with whatever a was doing. There is no point in arguing anything.

Recently i went out for breakfast with my brother and his girl and afterwards ditched the girl and spent a day with my brother. While driving around i asked him.

Me: How is dating a feminist.

Brother: The sex is great.

And that was it, nothing more needed to be said on that subject. You see my brother is also somewhat of a natural (i blame our common upbringing) that got headbutted into the right direction after a series of unfortunate events regarding his ex, even after he had done everything “right.”

So after reflecting on his answer and his actions, or lack there of, towards his current partner, it all made sense. Her viewpoint on feminism doesn’t bother him because he doesn’t care to hear it, and never treads those waters. He keeps conversation light and teases her constantly and never takes her seriously. She would parade him to family and friends and tout him as her boyfriend, my brother would turn around and never mention her to my family. He does everything the “Game” way. Though he doesn’t buy/care about all the stuff we cover here on all our blogs, he sure made the realization and is living with the core principles.

The funny thing is, she, on the hand, has started to become what she despises…. a dependent, a girlfriend… a woman. Though she still bucks and talks all tough, she sure doesn’t act like it anymore, chanting her convictions during the day, and playing the “wife” at night. I find it amusing how willingly she became this way after having a taste of a real man.

And…..

I can’t help but being proud of my little brother.


When Crazy Goes Overboard

Some people have a hard time grasping the concept of going no contact, and how it work on girls that have some interest on you.

Well here’s an extreme example, you can read the entire conversation HERE, or listen to goofballs narrate it by clicking HERE

Now let this be a lesson to all of you.

Sound bite link: http://m.soundcloud.com/vaughan-1-1/this-is-what-crazy-looks-like

Picture link: http://www.buzzfeed.com/hgrant/this-is-what-crazy-looks-like-via-text-messaging

 


Lost Saga (Part II)

Part I

I was not the alpha her pussy tingled for, I also wasn’t the alpha she fell for a couple of years prior. Though I remained incredibly self confident in my everyday life, in the relationship I was the epitome of beta. Pleading her to (insert random act here), I catered to her every whim, I listened to her, I took her bitch fests, her extreme jealousy and her craziness. All in the name of pussy… and my lack of options. So that’s it, we were done. Got her to give me road head at some point afterwards but that’s it. And so closes another chapter in my journey to enlightenment.

So after the initial shock, I picked myself off the floor, confidence intact and a brand new attitude, bitches won’t walk all over me again. And they didn’t, I was playing it by ear, failing and succeeding, learning from what I did, say, my successes and my numerous failures. Taking grenades and flirting with every piece of pussy I laid my eyes on. Luckily for me, I had one of the best wingman a guy could ask for. Let’s call him Diesel. Diesel had an incredible ability to open any girl in any situation and instantly build attraction, the girls eyes would light up; smiles and kino would all come naturally. Though Diesel had one major flaw, he had a hard time building enough rapport and coming in with the close.

That’s where I came in, my weakness were his strengths, my strengths his weaknesses. We were, or rather what we thought we were at the time, unstoppable. A one-two punch to any group of girls and we were, on most nights, killing it. During this period I got a few notches, a ton of experience and my first threesome. Don’t get me wrong, we were still running blind and fucking up way more often than not and if my mood wasn’t just right i was still pretty timid, but it was all fun.

I gained a bit of notoriety in my group of friends, not that I was fucking a ton of women; it is who I fucked that got me the attention. Getting my first threesome with a super straight edge classmate/friend’s sister, to tapping my school’s secretary, to taking the worst grenade on my life. All in the name of science.

Is any of this exceptional? No.  But at that time it was, or so everyone thought, none of us were Red Pill exposed.

To be continued…


Being an asshole pays…… sometimes, not so much

So i was reading a bit on “my crazy girldfriend” and i found the following anecdote.

I’ve been being an asshole on purpose to the girl I’ve been “dating” for the past couple of weeks. I’m terrible at breaking up with people so my goal is to usually be such a dick that they don’t want to be with me anymore or so that one big argument can end it without drawing anything out. Well, this girl likes the asshole even more and it “turns her on.” Women are so stupid.

Think about it.