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Bro’s Before Ho’s…

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2020-07-12 (3)

…Is a warning.

Oh sure, “Bro’s Before Ho’s” has a definition that most people, at least on the surface, will subscribe to. It’s that idea, or a code of conduct, for guys to stand with their male friends over a woman.

The reality though, is that “Bro’s Before Ho’s” is a warning. It’s more like, “Dude if you get with my girl, I will kill you first and then I’ll go after her.” I hate to say it, but that’s been the reality I’ve seen instead of the wishful thinking of the classic definition of this phrase.

In the above picture, Chest Rockwell says, “There is no brotherhood or solidarity between men.” I hate that he’s right. When a woman cheats, it’s usually with someone she knows and it’s also usually someone that her significant other knows. Many times it is a close friend to both of them, and occasionally it’s another family member (i.e. his own flesh and blood brother, or even his father.)

When I think back to hearing from guy friends who got cheated on, I would say that half of the cheaters were guys that the cheated on knew personally. About half of those that he knew were guys that he considered to be a close friend of his.

Speaking of phrases, here’s another one for you:

“A hard dick has no conscience.”

I remember that I learned that one even before I had heard the phrase, “Bro’s before Ho’s.” A hard dick has no conscience means you’ll bang a girl with or without a condom, because she is there, ready, willing, and able. Got a condom? Great! You don’t? Shit. Fuck it, you’ll dive in anyway and damn the consequences. Ask me how I know. This isn’t just about protected or unprotected sex.

I grew up with a couple of guys who were about five years older than I was. Tom and Kelly. These guys knew each other since they were little and they lived across the street from each other. They were literally inseparable. They did everything together. The first time they got high? They were together. First time they got drunk? They were together. First time they went deer hunting and got their first kill? They were together.

I’m not kidding you when I say, these guys were literally joined at the hip.

That all changed though when they were both about 21.

Tom had a girlfriend at the time that he had been seeing for about a year or so. He was pretty serious about her. Tom bought a house and moved her in and then decided to have a house warming party to celebrate his first real major purchase. When Tom decided to party, he went all out. There were 3 kegs of beer at this party, a tub full of “jungle juice,” and all sorts of assorted “mind altering substances” were scattered around the house.

I remember all of this because I was there.

I remember there was a point where everybody had been partying for a few hours and things were really starting to take off. I also remember Tom was looking for his girlfriend and so he was going from room to room to find her. He eventually found her in their bedroom, and he found her under Kelly.

The ass beating that Kelly took almost landed him in the hospital and it almost landed Tom in jail. It took 4 guys to pull Tom off of Kelly. That was the first time that I saw a man take an honest to god serious beating. Kelly was beaten almost into unconsciousness.

All those years of friendship vanished in a moment. Their friendship ended that night as well as Tom’s relationship with the girl he was seeing. It was a helluva way to end what had been a great party.

“Bro’s Before Ho’s” is a warning and it’s also a “rule” so to speak. Guys will throw that “rule” around as long as it benefits them. It’s “rules for thee, not for me” though.

I’ve seen and had wingmen throw their “bro” under the bus to get some pussy. I’ve seen supposed “bro’s” become the ultimate cockblock.

Chest is correct when he said, “Wipe all revenge fantasy away.” Women aren’t going to get their comeuppance and that’s because there is no solidarity or brotherhood among men. I don’t say that with any bitterness or anger, it’s just the truth.

“Bro’s before Ho’s” is a great sentiment, but that’s all it is. It’s another type of chivalry amongst men that doesn’t exist in the real world. It’s another ought to be instead of what actually is.

Do what you will with this information.

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Red Flags Are A Green Light

Rob Says12 Comments
2019-11-02 06.40.17
“Kitten”

“Red flags are a green light.” – Jack Napier and Troy Francis, I believe.

The picture in this post is one that my girl “Kitten” sent me when we first started seeing each other. I cropped her face out for privacy reasons, but rest assured, that’s her.

“Kitten” has more red flags than a communist flag parade. She tatted up to beat the band, she has more tattoos than I do and that’s saying something. She’s got more drama than a New York play, and issues? Oh my hell, the girl has them in spades. Basically she is crazy as a shithouse rat.

I’m not saying all of this stuff to bash on her. She’s a great woman. And the sex… Until you’ve had sex with a bonafide crazy chick, you haven’t had mindblowing, roll your eyes in the back of your head, forget your name, dehydrate your body sex.

The thing is, I knew right from the start what I was getting myself into. I knew about a great majority of her red flags, and I was willing to listen to her when she would open up her mouth and more red flags would fall out. Women will do that if you let them. If they are crazy, they will tell you if you will only let them and listen to them and not judge them for it.

I knew what I was getting myself into so when things started to go sideways, I saw it coming and was able to get out of the way of the the inevitable trainwreck that was coming my way. “Kitten” has since moved on to another guy and is sharing her drama with him now. Not my circus, not my monkey’s.

Would I have sex with her again? Sure, why not? She’s a great lay. That and she’s an all around fun girl to be with. Not only was the sex great, but our conversations were pretty cool too. We could talk about anything and everything under the sun and the moon, and she had some bizarre but cool ideas about how she saw the world. Would I commit to her, play house with her, and wife her up though? Not a chance in hell.

“Kitten” was a woman that I had an immediate sexual attraction to from the first time I laid eyes on her and I knew she felt the same way about me right off the bat. It was a mutual attraction and it was delicious. It took quite some time for her and I to get together but it happened eventually. I have no regrets.

Lots of guys on the internet talk about red flags, even I have talked about them in the past myself. It’s good to know red flags when you see them so that you are aware of them and you can act accordingly.

That being said, there’s nothing wrong with a woman with a bunch of red flags. Red flags are a green light if you know what you want from that encounter. Crazy chicks can be a huge amount of drama and they can be a drain on you, especially on your energy and your emotions. They can even be dangerous, and I mean that in a “stabby” way. Then again, some of the craziest women I have met have also been the most adventurous when it comes to damn near anything.

Want to have sex in public and film it while you are at it? A crazy woman will do that. Chances are a crazy woman will indulge whatever demented fantasy you have. Chances are she’s done it before and has even done things that you haven’t, or that you haven’t even thought of.

A lot of guys give women with red flags a bad rap. I can understand why to a degree. Maybe they got too close to the fire and they got burned. I know I have. I made the mistake years ago and married crazy. I learned from that experience though and thankfully my ex-wife wasn’t “stabby” crazy.

I won’t lie, I have a certain predilection towards crazy. Maybe it’s because “I ain’t fully right” either. I like the drama up to a point. I realize that everybody has some form of drama to one degree or another, and if you honestly don’t, well then you haven’t really lived.

Would I want a long term relationship with a woman who has a septum ring? Hell no. Those nose rings usually knock a woman’s attractiveness down a good solid two points. But would I want to hook a chain through that ring and literally lead her around my house and maybe my neighborhood while she is on her hands and knees? You better believe it. That’s hot.

Do I generally like multiple, unnaturally colored hair on a woman? Not usually. But I love seeing that shit bunched up in my fist as I’m pulling on it.

A woman with more tattoos than I have will give me a minute’s pause, but goddamn I want to see all of her artwork and hear the stories, if any, behind them as I’m licking them. I want to touch all of her tattoos lightly with my fingers so that I can feel the ridges and the textures, and trust me, there are ridges and textures to tattoos. You’ll know them when you feel them. It’s my own version of reading braille.

Why am I reminiscing about “Kitten” and talking about women with red flags? Why am I bringing it up? Because I’m missing my dose of crazy. I’m feeling the urge to complicate my life to a degree and diving back into the pool of crazy. Lately I’ve been thinking about goth chicks. The blacker the eyeliner, the more multicolored hair, the blacker the dress, the more tattoos and piercings the better. I’ve never said that I’m the role model that you’ve been looking for.

A lot of guys will try and steer you clear of a woman with red flags and I get it. If you are looking for a woman to commit to, these woman are probably a bad idea. If you have no experience with them, you can end up with huge regrets. But then again, how can you get experience with them unless you actually take the plunge and figure it out for yourself?

Know what you want when you are dealing with a woman with a bunch of red flags. Know what the potential fallout could be. But then again, red flags are a green light and some of my most intense and memorable memories have been with crazy chicks and I’m still here running my mouth.

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Caught In The Middle

Rob Says2 Comments

ancient armor black and white chivalry

Things seem to be “heating up.” One of the latest things that I’ve seen on social media is the “NFAC” or “Not Fucking Around Coalition,” arming themselves and parading out to a monument and calling on the “White Supremacists” to show themselves.

The left is more or less controlling the streets, disrupting other people’s lives by blocking traffic, burning shit down, breaking shit, and beating the shit out of people.

On the other side of the coin, many moderates and conservatives vacillate between, “Where are da cops?” and “Get ready to boog.”

Chest Rockwell, @RuleZeroDad on Twitter, had a great tweet about it:

(Bold emphasis is mine.)

Listen. I get it. Something, something poking bear, sleeping giant, just you wait, we’re near a breaking point.
But seriously, fuck you if you advocate taking up arms when most of us have something to lose, and I’m not guaranteed freedom after I’m forced to join you and kill.
And here is the crux of the matter:
Most of us have something to lose. Whether it be our property, our jobs, our families, our freedom to not sit in jail or in a prison, or our very lives.
Every “cause” requires a martyr at some point. The problem with being a martyr is twofold:
1. You have to die.
2. You don’t get to stick around and see what, if any, results came from your martyrdom. You won’t know if you died in vain or not.
Everybody wants to join the cause, but nobody wants to be the first in line to be a martyr.
It seems like I’m seeing a lot of people talking a big game about “pushing back,” and yet I’m not seeing anyone actually doing anything about pushing back. I think that’s because of what Chest said earlier:
They all have something to lose. That, and nobody wants to be a martyr. I know I have much to lose and I sure as hell don’t want to be a martyr.
I’m writing this because I’m frustrated. I’m frustrated because the inmates are running the asylum. I’m frustrated because in all honesty, by the time the “sane majority” of the population actually decide to do something, it will be too late. We’re pretty much there already.
Mackenzie, @_KenziePuff on Twitter, tweeted a short video. In it, the guy who was talking said:
“How radical is your opinion when the cops and the National Guard are kneeling and doing the Macarena, dancing with protesters, and every major corporation has put out a message and donated money to this cause. How radical are your opinions really?”
He goes on about spray painting cop cars and the police doing nothing and then the video ends with the guy saying, “It’s being allowed to happen.”
We’re already there.
We’ve been witness to the demonizing of masculinity for some time now. We also been witness to “white = bad.” We’ve now been witness to people being shot by protesters in their cars as they are trying to leave a mob controlled area.
I honestly don’t think it will be long before we actually are going to witness a public execution of a civilian on the street, in broad daylight, by another civilian. All because they were on the “wrong team.”
Will that executed person become the “martyr” that is needed? If not, how many acts of brutality and violence will it take, with government and law enforcement backing away from it, before someone actually does something about it? What is it going to take to take back our country?
Is our country worth “taking back?” Is she worth fighting for? Plenty of people are sitting on their hands and wanting to have a discussion with “the other side,” which I’m all for actually. Except it seems that “the other side” doesn’t want to talk anymore, if they ever did.
Choosing a path of non-agression doesn’t mean that others aren’t training to murder you and take your stuff. – Jack Donovan.
If the Red Pill has taught me anything, it has taught me to watch people’s actions and their behaviors and not listen to their words. It’s easy to lie with words. Not as easy to lie with actions and behaviors.
One of the saddest realizations to me is that “those in power” whoever they are and may be, don’t want us talking to each other. They want that fight. They want blood to spill in the streets. They want us killing each other at some point.
Where does all of this end? Where does all of this go? I honestly don’t know. From what I’m seeing though, it doesn’t look like it ends well. For any of us.
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