Waking up during your own extinction event can be quite shocking. This past Sunday evening, in Summit County, Utah, I took a phone call from a friend in Nevada, who wanted answers as to why so many young white women in the American Southwest are choosing to slut it up with Mexicans, very often Mexican criminals. This resulted from a conversation he had with a friend of his who is a famous country western musician who lives on the Mexican Border.
Their conversation began on the subject of the Trump candidacy and was focused on illegal immigration. My Nevada-based friend said to the musician, “You live right on the border. You own guns. Can’t you stop them?”
To this the musician said, “We’re not allowed to stop them. The government obviously wants them, because they can qualify for anything faster than an American—and our daughters are having their babies. Our young girls cross the border at night to party with these guys and come home pregnant.”
So Mister Wayne asked me, to make some sense of this, along with the fact that so many eastern woman seem to crave insemination by black criminals.
I see it as pretty simple. Black Pigeon Speaks did a video a couple months ago about women being natural traitors, French broads marrying Nazi occupiers, Japanese women marrying U.S. Occupation troops, etc. I disagree. Women are not designed to be loyal to their men but to their children, just as men are designed to be loyal to their tribe. I will break this down into external and internal factors, that is external and internal to masculine and feminine white identity, which is what this question is crucially about. My opinions here come from personal experience and observations and are not given with any thought that they will be accepted.
External Factors
The welfare state economy and the ethos of feminist autonomy has taught low to middle income women that they are better off with a sperm donor than a husband, so women who lack a religious ethic that stresses childbirth in marriage, will either marry a rich man or get knocked up by a poor man to insure maximum combined income and autonomy. Men of other races are less likely to want an attachment to their bastard spawn. What women go gaga over with black men, is not the extra inch and a half of penis length, but the fact that they will leave her with the kids and the government benefits, mistress of her own fate, maybe getting a government paid college degree, or, if she is exceptionally attractive, land a rich sugar daddy. I have been subject to numerous such offers from unwed mothers, white and black.
European-American masculine identity has been specifically under attack since the early 1960s, targeted for extinction at the same time the black family was, and has suffered just as badly—the dupe in every commercial and the villain in every movie and TV show is a white man. The white man is no longer the masculine standard. Yet the white woman remains the feminine standard. Movies are being remade with black actors cast in traditional white hero roles, while no such trend is current for black women replacing whites. Note that on every news cast I watched this week when visiting family the anchor team was made up of an emasculated black man in a suit—the traditional costume of successful white men—alongside a blonde white woman. Black women, Asian women and black men are relegated to street reporting and white men are only allowed to appear as weather forecasters and sports commentators. This situation is engineered to divide whites apart along gender lines. When you view urban TV news franchises, you are seeing the desired racial caste system that is meant to be kept in place until humanity is reduced to a single mutt breed.
Internal Factors
The bad boy factor, or the allure of the dangerous man. This is as old as the human race and is tied in with the attraction to dominant and alienated [alphas and omegas] males, but not beta males. Even women who reject men as a gender, when they pair up as lesbians, will seek a surrogate cock. While working in supermarkets, I was usually the “most dangerous guy” in that beaten down crowd. On three different occasions I had pairs of man-hating lesbians ask me to perform this service, and also had other offers from lesbians to provide this service. Even man haters go crazy without dick. I was never a handsome guy and have had a shit personality most of my life. The fact that I was sought in these matters had two reasons—I was regarded as a dual use expendable man, good for both security and impurity.
But what really clinched it for these girls was the fact that I am a loner. The fact is, every woman that has been attracted to my ugly person has told me it was because I was not a joiner, that I was a loner, and that this only had appeal because I was dangerous, as no broad wants a friendless wimp. Now, top of the line babes have never been interested in me. I get attention from second tier women—not fashion model/actress types but strippers, hairdressers, whores and other working girls.
Why does the girl who lacks the confidence to marry a millionaire, who was not dating the captain of the high school football team, want a loner? Because the loner has not assigned his loyalty to a group of men and it remains, in her mind, assignable exclusively to her and her children. In a woman’s subconscious, a loner looms large in the tangled nest of her biological imperative, because he is available to make her the queen of her own tribe. If she can turn his head and soften his heart, she senses [for she does not reason], he will assign his uncommitted loyalty to her. The loner only has appeal if he is dangerous. In the absence of such types within the culture, outsiders appear as bad boy surrogates, seeming on the surface, lone actionists, though non-white men rarely are.
Apathy concerning female companionship only brings babes when you are dangerous and or hated, not when you are a nice guy. If you are not feared, women demand that you compete for their attention. Indeed, sowing fear among men is the oldest way of competing for female attention and it still works. She might think she is talking to you to bring you out of your shell. But she really just wants to get railed by the man the other men fear. Since black-American men have grown up competing for matriarchal attention, they slide into this role seamlessly. Add some disrespect for the white slut and she will mistake these for strength, until she sees his 400 pound mother make him cry and whine—and by then the zebra baby is already in the oven! I really don’t know the mechanic for Latinos turning Anglo female’s heads, but am willing to bet it has to do with the following.
Territorial instincts are strong in women, just as they are in female canines. Women have needed a safer nesting area than any other mammal since the dawn of time. Being territorial is enough for a mother bear, because she’s a badass bear. But being territorial only gets a woman insecure. Without a territorial man, a woman’s nest or home is nothing but a grass hut, a pace to be killed, abducted or raped.
The most feared society, man for man, in human history, has been the Spartans, whose entire culture was based on women living in an un-walled, unfortified town, demanding that their sons and husbands project such menace that their homes would be inviolate. Women have a deep, abiding need for a dangerous man, to be in contact with physical strength, even if to hug a son or a father. Every single woman I have dated has announced that she is shocked to feel so ‘secure’ around me, ‘safe’ for the first time in her life. Upon questioning, I have always discovered that the men in their past lives—either, boyfriends, husbands or fathers—had not protected them from other men and generally had difficulty managing strange men or confrontations with men. My simple hostility towards strange men and any man who comes nearer than I to a woman I am with—generates rational, verbal complaints from these women that I am “an asshole” that I am not “civil.” But it makes their pussy tingle, and within an hour of their admonishment, I get a hug and a “You are the only man I’ve ever felt safe with.” So, my experience being a callous asshole, threatening to kill panhandlers that speak to my wife, crowding some poor kid selling magazines off my porch, charging and chasing a panhandler that spoke to my girlfriend, bouncing perverts out of the store who have disrespected my female cashiers, has taught me that making women feel socially insecure on incivility grounds also makes them feel intimately secure with that same rude man’s company.
White men, who have been taught to be nice to everyone, to treat a criminal like a brother, blah, blah, blah—have been conditioned to thrown away all of the dangerous allure a woman craves. She will get this fix for the social awkwardness and feminine bliss of being with an unrepentant dangerous man by dating a criminal, or a man of a rival group. If you run some black kid off your lawn for playing ball, your wife will whine that you’re a racist, but she will also actually want you on a physical level. Making money does not have that same effect on most women—they’ll take the money and use it to buy a box of condoms for some criminal. This does not mean you have to be a criminal, just be willing to stand up to criminals and punks, which immediately takes their mystique away.
Conclusion
As I spent near two weeks with Ishmael out west, we found that we had many things in common, foremost among them was our observation concerning the lack of physicality and grit among the young, pear-shaped, metrosexual men we met all along the way. These low-T sissies—many now serving as federal officers!—who are unable to make eye contact or shake the hand of an older man, but cringe like a vampire at sunrise, are not as numerous in Wyoming as they are in Maryland. But their increasing numbers shocked my new friend more than the overwhelming numbers of manginas in Baltimore County, Baltimore, Harford County and Pittsburg which I am familiar with.
We were having breakfast in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, among a legion of tourists, when Ishmael said, “James, we’re dinosaurs, the last of a breed and we aren’t near as tough as my father’s generation. Those were some tough old men. I’m afraid to see my grandchildren go off to school, for fear that they might turn out somewhat like the rest. I’m wondering if my son might be the last of the line. Our gym teacher used to have boxing gloves and he’d make us settle our differences. If he did that today he’d get arrested and fired. Look at that pear-shaped baby there! Look around: I don’t see a single hand under forty that looks like it could turn a wrench! How do you grow men when it’s against the law?”
My opinion is that our system is dedicated to eradicating those characteristics that have traditionally kept a culture together and kept women interested in its men: most universally important of these characteristics to a woman’s subconscious being a man’s capacity for aggression and his commitment to trace firm boundaries between his loved ones and the Greater Society.
Women might say they want what feminists, collectivists and globalists have drilled into them since childhood—they might even believe they want a world where any outsider is entitled to the lands that your forefathers fought for, but their body and soul know otherwise.
Under the God of Things
To paraphrase Jack Donovan.."Don't be Batman.."
and thus.
"Be like Conan.." James LaFond.
There are still women of the dying breed . Very possibly not many ...I've been told that I am one .
Also on our young men ..." Easier to build strong children ,
Than to repair broken men . "
This needs to be mandatory reading for all young American men.
"...The welfare state economy and the ethos of feminist autonomy has taught low to middle income women that they are better off with a sperm donor than a husband..."
Simple to fix. Make it suck to be a single Mom. Public housing. Maybe even feed them in cafeterias. No cash unless you work around the public housing. Minimal TV that everyone has to share. Regimentation of one sort or another. Be here, be there, do this, do that. Put an end to this shit real fast. Oh but how they would howl. One long wailing lament from the depths of their little blackened hearts. Cry, cry, cry, til the tears turned to rivers.
Look at these Chinese fellows build a thirty story building in 15 days.
youtube.com/watch?v=Hdpf-MQM9vY
Mr. Zhang Yue's 202 story building is supposed to house 30,000 people so 148 people per floor.
fortune.com/2015/07/09/china-skyscraper
30 stories equals 4455 people. Now lets say we need 100,000,000 people in these houses. About a third of the population. We only need 22,444 of these buildings at 15 days a piece only 336,666 days. Let's say we want them up in 2 years then we only need 32 a day. WE CAN DO IT and save the country from welfare mothers , dindus and sluts.
Now you make think this is devious but you've not seen the depths I can sink to. We will do surveys among the US population of which States believe that diversity is a good thing, guess where they are, and then we will put them all there with the folks that "value diversity". We'll give them diversity out the ass.
You can give me a medal later.