Thursday, January 05, 2012
I Wish I Had Gray Hair
More valuable than an MBA!
More powerful than a CFA!
Able to out-earn highly qualified CPA's in a single bound!
It's GRAY HAIR MAN!
Yes, GRAY HAIR MAN can command a higher salary simply because he has gray hair! Younger, equally observant and intelligent men stand no chance against him, for employers, people, ladies and more are drawn to the intelligent-rays of grayness!
You want people to listen to you? You need gray hair!
Just kidding, the author makes an outstanding point (with charty-goodness), that I've made before. Will have to add him to the blog roll.
Just wish I had a masterful peppered mane of hair like he did so people would listen to me and pay me oodles of money.
Sigh.
More powerful than a CFA!
Able to out-earn highly qualified CPA's in a single bound!
It's GRAY HAIR MAN!
Yes, GRAY HAIR MAN can command a higher salary simply because he has gray hair! Younger, equally observant and intelligent men stand no chance against him, for employers, people, ladies and more are drawn to the intelligent-rays of grayness!
You want people to listen to you? You need gray hair!
Just kidding, the author makes an outstanding point (with charty-goodness), that I've made before. Will have to add him to the blog roll.
Just wish I had a masterful peppered mane of hair like he did so people would listen to me and pay me oodles of money.
Sigh.
The Chinese Bubble
One economist cannot the world's economies cover.
The bubbles in China (and other countries) are one of the things I have not been able to dedicate my time to.
Thankfully, you can rely on other economists to do that job.
The bubbles in China (and other countries) are one of the things I have not been able to dedicate my time to.
Thankfully, you can rely on other economists to do that job.
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Escaping Minneapolis
Watching Minneapolis implode on its unsupportable, but highly smug with itself, liberal philosophy has got to be the scotch that ends the buffet of enjoying the decline.
What I love even more is how people my age, and younger, are just so in love with "the city" and will go to great lengths to rationalize why they stay there.
Oooo!!! Sebastian Joes!
Oooo!!! "Uptown!"
Oooo!!!! The "lakes."
Sorry, ain't worth the $25,000 tax bill it takes to own a house there, let alone the legal risks of just plain renting property in the city. But by all means, you keep on aspiring to maintain your "urban hipster" status. I'll sit here across the city lines (state lines, actually) and watch with great bemusement. You crazy hip Minneapolitans enjoy that decline.
What I love even more is how people my age, and younger, are just so in love with "the city" and will go to great lengths to rationalize why they stay there.
Oooo!!! Sebastian Joes!
Oooo!!! "Uptown!"
Oooo!!!! The "lakes."
Sorry, ain't worth the $25,000 tax bill it takes to own a house there, let alone the legal risks of just plain renting property in the city. But by all means, you keep on aspiring to maintain your "urban hipster" status. I'll sit here across the city lines (state lines, actually) and watch with great bemusement. You crazy hip Minneapolitans enjoy that decline.
Wisdom from Across the Fruited Plain
I was going to guess "retired state worker living in a luxury area, completely oblivious to the economic realities real productive workers are suffer to pay her bloated and undeserved pension." But that's just me.
How sausage gets made. The children (and I don't say this lightly) should really be thankful of what the bloggersphere and manosphere have done for them. The wisdom out there, but more importantly, the facts we have brought to light should pave the way for a better future. The only problem is most youth today are morons.
Today's word of the day is "Grass widow."
You all remember Frank! go visit him for some post 2011 cheer.
But in the end, no matter how many freebies they get from the government, the government cannot provide women what they want in the end. And that is a loving husband to have "rocking chair time" with. And if you think women in their 30's-50's are angry now about "where have all the real men gone" imagine when they get paper cuts trying to extrapolate a kiss from their government check whilst in the nursing home. I'm sure they'll have nice long conversations with their government checks, talking about the olden days. And let's not forget all the fatherless kids that can sit around the fire at Christmas, asking the check to tell them a story or impart some wisdom. Thank god we outsourced fathers and husbands.
How sausage gets made. The children (and I don't say this lightly) should really be thankful of what the bloggersphere and manosphere have done for them. The wisdom out there, but more importantly, the facts we have brought to light should pave the way for a better future. The only problem is most youth today are morons.
Today's word of the day is "Grass widow."
You all remember Frank! go visit him for some post 2011 cheer.
But in the end, no matter how many freebies they get from the government, the government cannot provide women what they want in the end. And that is a loving husband to have "rocking chair time" with. And if you think women in their 30's-50's are angry now about "where have all the real men gone" imagine when they get paper cuts trying to extrapolate a kiss from their government check whilst in the nursing home. I'm sure they'll have nice long conversations with their government checks, talking about the olden days. And let's not forget all the fatherless kids that can sit around the fire at Christmas, asking the check to tell them a story or impart some wisdom. Thank god we outsourced fathers and husbands.
Teachers are More Important Than Students
The prepaid tuition option of the 529 plan is being dropped by more and more states.
Gee, it couldn't be because Big Education realizes that would cap future pay increases for their professors and college administrations now could it?!
For those of you who haven't bought "Worthless" on the grounds you are not entering college or are too old for it to affect you, you may want to consider purchasing it anyway because I do thoroughly eviscerate "Big Education" and include some interesting statistics. I will get into it later, but you will find that the battle for freedom and capitalism is epicentered at education.
Gee, it couldn't be because Big Education realizes that would cap future pay increases for their professors and college administrations now could it?!
For those of you who haven't bought "Worthless" on the grounds you are not entering college or are too old for it to affect you, you may want to consider purchasing it anyway because I do thoroughly eviscerate "Big Education" and include some interesting statistics. I will get into it later, but you will find that the battle for freedom and capitalism is epicentered at education.
He Spoke the Truth, Kill Him!
This is why I like Alan Greenspan. He has the ability to clearly, with a minimal amount of words, explain what is going on.
What is better though is to look at the comments. Veritable adult children crying over the fact we all can't just loaf off the government for a living. And this is from NBC. You know, where all the "adults" get their news. Acting like a bunch of cry baby children. I find it so intriguing how humans are so capable of denying reality.
Enjoy the cheap nursing homes! No matter how much you don't want to believe you'll be living in one!
What is better though is to look at the comments. Veritable adult children crying over the fact we all can't just loaf off the government for a living. And this is from NBC. You know, where all the "adults" get their news. Acting like a bunch of cry baby children. I find it so intriguing how humans are so capable of denying reality.
Enjoy the cheap nursing homes! No matter how much you don't want to believe you'll be living in one!
Tuesday, January 03, 2012
The Captain's Agents in the Field
As you know we have our Spanish Speaking Man in the Field. We also have our Man in Rochester. All it takes to be an agent is to send the Captain links of interest.
Notice links of INTEREST, not "tons o' crappy links."
Would appreciate any links our field agents could send me as I recoup from vacation.
El Capitan
Notice links of INTEREST, not "tons o' crappy links."
Would appreciate any links our field agents could send me as I recoup from vacation.
El Capitan
Mr. Lindsay Strikes Again
Oddly enough, whilst following my principle that if I am linked to, I link back regardless, Mr. Lindsay has surprised me again when I found his blog to be quite extensive in the knowledge of wolverines.
Since I am out west, I started looking up all the various little creatures that are capable of and have killed people. Wolverines are nasty creatures and I find out do exist out in there here parts.
I have also learned that a 9MM pistol is probably not going to be enough and so I have opted now to make my AR 15 the "fossil hunter's/mountain hikers" weapon of choice.
Since I am out west, I started looking up all the various little creatures that are capable of and have killed people. Wolverines are nasty creatures and I find out do exist out in there here parts.
I have also learned that a 9MM pistol is probably not going to be enough and so I have opted now to make my AR 15 the "fossil hunter's/mountain hikers" weapon of choice.
Can You Do the Math?
This is a little more complicated than the average,
"Amy had her first child when she was 18"
math problem where you get to reverse engineer at what age the irresponsible child decided to start having children.
"Amy had her first child when she was 18"
math problem where you get to reverse engineer at what age the irresponsible child decided to start having children.
Die Pretty, Die!
I am busy today, so today's linkage is brought to you by "Lazy Cappy Cap."
"Yes, Lazy Cappy Cap.
When life's too busy and you got to play catch up from vacation!"
"Yes, Lazy Cappy Cap.
When life's too busy and you got to play catch up from vacation!"
Sunday, January 01, 2012
On Vacation, Will Be Back
Will be returning to tell people what to think come Tuesday. Arizona is a big place, and then you throw in Vegas, and there's a lot of traveling through the middle of nowhere.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Freedom Twenty Five Book Review
As you know the Manosphere, Econosphere and Capposphere has many bloggers, an increasing number of which are writing books. Frost over at Freedom Twenty Five is one of those bloggers.
His book "Freedom Twenty Five: The 21st Century Man's Guide to Life" is available on kindle and on paperback. I had the pleasure to read it while flying all over tarnation at various airports and am hereby submitting my review.
In short, the book is mandatory reading for any young man, say 25 or younger. It would save millions of young men billions of hours and billions of dollars in effort, costs, finances and health savings. The book is quite wide in its scope covering finances, health, and courting, the health section I found particularly helpful. However (as with anything in any aspect of life) it may not be terribly beneficial to those over 25 or those who simple developed game and took the red pill of reality early on in their youth. Of course, this is not a criticism because my most recent book is the exact same thing - a book targeted towards youth, not necessarily older people, though older folks would certainly benefit from it.
Now many people will mock or ridicule Frost for writing a book that is merely a synopsis of the great volumes of wisdom in the Manosphere. And while this may be true, understand that young men do not have the time to be sifting through millions of pages in the Manosphere, let alone the hours required to pour through the Tom Leykis archives. If there is a battle-ready rifle to arm a young man with, quickly and efficiently, Frost's book is it.
I could go on about minor grammatical errors or minor punctuation typos, but then I would be a hypocrite. REgardless, if you are a young man without a lot of time on your hands and you need some guidance your single mom couldn't give you or your effeminate father couldn't provide, read Uncle Frost's book. The ounce of price is worth the pounds of prevention.
His book "Freedom Twenty Five: The 21st Century Man's Guide to Life" is available on kindle and on paperback. I had the pleasure to read it while flying all over tarnation at various airports and am hereby submitting my review.
In short, the book is mandatory reading for any young man, say 25 or younger. It would save millions of young men billions of hours and billions of dollars in effort, costs, finances and health savings. The book is quite wide in its scope covering finances, health, and courting, the health section I found particularly helpful. However (as with anything in any aspect of life) it may not be terribly beneficial to those over 25 or those who simple developed game and took the red pill of reality early on in their youth. Of course, this is not a criticism because my most recent book is the exact same thing - a book targeted towards youth, not necessarily older people, though older folks would certainly benefit from it.
Now many people will mock or ridicule Frost for writing a book that is merely a synopsis of the great volumes of wisdom in the Manosphere. And while this may be true, understand that young men do not have the time to be sifting through millions of pages in the Manosphere, let alone the hours required to pour through the Tom Leykis archives. If there is a battle-ready rifle to arm a young man with, quickly and efficiently, Frost's book is it.
I could go on about minor grammatical errors or minor punctuation typos, but then I would be a hypocrite. REgardless, if you are a young man without a lot of time on your hands and you need some guidance your single mom couldn't give you or your effeminate father couldn't provide, read Uncle Frost's book. The ounce of price is worth the pounds of prevention.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Seth Rogens at Lux Central
This is quick because I'm on vacation.
My buddy, who is a liberal, takes me to this coffee shop called "Lux Central" in Phoenix.
It's actually quite a cool joint with lots of rooms, food AND A BAR! Layout is great, LCD projector in the back. Probably one of the top 5 coffee bars I've been to (what few I've attended). Only one problem.
The "Seth Rogen Effect."
The Seth Rogen Effect is where DB millineal males decide it's cool to wear a rats nest beard, crappy hair, and frankly, make a great attempt at looking even worse than my generation's Grunge counter part. If you don't know what I'm talking about precisely, look at Seth Rogen and you'll see precisely what I'm talking about.
Making matters worse is the girls of the same generation all deciding to dress like THelma from Scooby Doo, with the pronounced thick rimmed glasses.
The effect is while they're all trying to "fight the system" or "fight conformity," in the end they all look the same and effectively become the conformists they so hate. It's obvious (like the Grunge generation) they're trying really hard to make sure you know they don't care about how they look. So much so to the point it's almost like they're rubbing it in your face. And thus, I'm relegated to sit in what seems to be a faux hipster ugly people's convention, feeling pity for my millineal counterpart.
Now I don't personally care if the latest generation simply wishes to repeat the puke-inducing fashion fads of the 1970's and the 1990's in modern day form. I just go to a salsa club or a cigar bar and hang out with decent looking people who look like they bathe regularly. But let us take lemons and make lemonade out of it for our young, up and coming millineal economists who have the great misfortunes of growing up with this DB hipster crowd.
The great advantage any of you young, aspiring millineal economists have is that your peers, or more so, your competitors are purposely making it easy for you to score the attention of the opposite sex.
In the olden days, if you wanted the attention of the ladies you had to work out, run, lift weights and wear fancy (and expensive) clothes. It also helped if you drove a very expensive car and spent a lot of money. Now, with this current generation, it seems it's a race to the bottom. To make yourself look disgusting as possible. To make yourself look like a loser. To make it so you are the least attractive person to show just how cool and independent you are.
Thus, the bar has been lowered so much, you don't need to lift weights or spend a ton of money on a fancy car or buy fancy clothes. No!
All you have to do is simply SHAVE.
All you have to do is simply dress SLIGHTLY better than average.
All you have to do is be in AVERAGE shape.
And in doing this basic, simple things, you are already the hottest, sexiest guy in the room.
Ladies, it's the same thing. You don't need to wear an evening dress, work on your abs, doll yourself up, and spend hours at the salon. No!
All you have to do is SHAVE (the arm pits)!
All you have to do is SLIGHLY DOLL UP YOUR FACE!
All you have to do is WEAR CONTACTS!
All you have to do is WEAR A SKIRT OR DRESS AND LOOK FEMININE!
And in doing these basic, simple things, you are already the hottest, sexiest girl in the room.
Trust me for I speak from experience. The grunge fad went away quite quickly when the ladies started noticing that instead of having to settle for DouchebagMcGee grunger boy with his acoustic guitar, long hair and 7 year bachelor's degree in poetry, they could have a guy in a double-breasted suit, twirling them on the dance floor with a martini in hand with the swing dance craze. Instead of a Kirk Cobain pothead living in the dorm room with nylons on his arms, they could have the guy who could actually afford to take them to the newly-opened sushi restuarant in town. And instead of the sensitive 90's boy who would ask her permission to kiss her, she could get the jazz lounge connoisseur who would take her to underground jazz clubs, sip away at his martini, only to nibble on her shoulder without her express permission while taking in some Frank Sinatra.
In short, your generation has become so obsessed with proving to itself that it is beyond "materialism" or beyond "human nature" that any dumb average schmoe can simply adhere to the rudimentary basics of human nature and be the most sought after person in the room.
Oh sure, the "English" majoring hotty hiding behind the amish-length skirt and Thelma glasses, reading her worthless poetry book will put up a front. But if you show up in a motorcycle jacket on a motorcycle and say, "get on" she'll drop the faux intellectual front real quick (just look at how many "independent" liberal arts-majoring chicks are now with money-making surgeons and engineers. They didn't marry Kurt Cobain wanna be's).
And ladies, if you see a handsome man behind the Seth Rogen Wannabe facade if he'd just shave and wear a decent pair of jeans and a shirt, you could easily steal him from his Women's Studies majoring shebeast if you just put on a nice pair of heels and (gasp!) look feminine!
Already I have wasted too much of my vacation time helping you youth, so do not make it in vain. Go out and start plucking away at the diamonds in the Seth Rogen DB Hipster rough.
My buddy, who is a liberal, takes me to this coffee shop called "Lux Central" in Phoenix.
It's actually quite a cool joint with lots of rooms, food AND A BAR! Layout is great, LCD projector in the back. Probably one of the top 5 coffee bars I've been to (what few I've attended). Only one problem.
The "Seth Rogen Effect."
The Seth Rogen Effect is where DB millineal males decide it's cool to wear a rats nest beard, crappy hair, and frankly, make a great attempt at looking even worse than my generation's Grunge counter part. If you don't know what I'm talking about precisely, look at Seth Rogen and you'll see precisely what I'm talking about.
Making matters worse is the girls of the same generation all deciding to dress like THelma from Scooby Doo, with the pronounced thick rimmed glasses.
The effect is while they're all trying to "fight the system" or "fight conformity," in the end they all look the same and effectively become the conformists they so hate. It's obvious (like the Grunge generation) they're trying really hard to make sure you know they don't care about how they look. So much so to the point it's almost like they're rubbing it in your face. And thus, I'm relegated to sit in what seems to be a faux hipster ugly people's convention, feeling pity for my millineal counterpart.
Now I don't personally care if the latest generation simply wishes to repeat the puke-inducing fashion fads of the 1970's and the 1990's in modern day form. I just go to a salsa club or a cigar bar and hang out with decent looking people who look like they bathe regularly. But let us take lemons and make lemonade out of it for our young, up and coming millineal economists who have the great misfortunes of growing up with this DB hipster crowd.
The great advantage any of you young, aspiring millineal economists have is that your peers, or more so, your competitors are purposely making it easy for you to score the attention of the opposite sex.
In the olden days, if you wanted the attention of the ladies you had to work out, run, lift weights and wear fancy (and expensive) clothes. It also helped if you drove a very expensive car and spent a lot of money. Now, with this current generation, it seems it's a race to the bottom. To make yourself look disgusting as possible. To make yourself look like a loser. To make it so you are the least attractive person to show just how cool and independent you are.
Thus, the bar has been lowered so much, you don't need to lift weights or spend a ton of money on a fancy car or buy fancy clothes. No!
All you have to do is simply SHAVE.
All you have to do is simply dress SLIGHTLY better than average.
All you have to do is be in AVERAGE shape.
And in doing this basic, simple things, you are already the hottest, sexiest guy in the room.
Ladies, it's the same thing. You don't need to wear an evening dress, work on your abs, doll yourself up, and spend hours at the salon. No!
All you have to do is SHAVE (the arm pits)!
All you have to do is SLIGHLY DOLL UP YOUR FACE!
All you have to do is WEAR CONTACTS!
All you have to do is WEAR A SKIRT OR DRESS AND LOOK FEMININE!
And in doing these basic, simple things, you are already the hottest, sexiest girl in the room.
Trust me for I speak from experience. The grunge fad went away quite quickly when the ladies started noticing that instead of having to settle for DouchebagMcGee grunger boy with his acoustic guitar, long hair and 7 year bachelor's degree in poetry, they could have a guy in a double-breasted suit, twirling them on the dance floor with a martini in hand with the swing dance craze. Instead of a Kirk Cobain pothead living in the dorm room with nylons on his arms, they could have the guy who could actually afford to take them to the newly-opened sushi restuarant in town. And instead of the sensitive 90's boy who would ask her permission to kiss her, she could get the jazz lounge connoisseur who would take her to underground jazz clubs, sip away at his martini, only to nibble on her shoulder without her express permission while taking in some Frank Sinatra.
In short, your generation has become so obsessed with proving to itself that it is beyond "materialism" or beyond "human nature" that any dumb average schmoe can simply adhere to the rudimentary basics of human nature and be the most sought after person in the room.
Oh sure, the "English" majoring hotty hiding behind the amish-length skirt and Thelma glasses, reading her worthless poetry book will put up a front. But if you show up in a motorcycle jacket on a motorcycle and say, "get on" she'll drop the faux intellectual front real quick (just look at how many "independent" liberal arts-majoring chicks are now with money-making surgeons and engineers. They didn't marry Kurt Cobain wanna be's).
And ladies, if you see a handsome man behind the Seth Rogen Wannabe facade if he'd just shave and wear a decent pair of jeans and a shirt, you could easily steal him from his Women's Studies majoring shebeast if you just put on a nice pair of heels and (gasp!) look feminine!
Already I have wasted too much of my vacation time helping you youth, so do not make it in vain. Go out and start plucking away at the diamonds in the Seth Rogen DB Hipster rough.
Monday, December 26, 2011
Captain Capitalism's Great Arizona Adventure
Howdy Cappy Cappites!
Currently in Phoenix, AZ enjoying the lack of contributing to GDP. Climbed a "mountain" today because Woolsey peak was inaccessible to my rental car. This is the mountain, which was not terribly high, but did have some technical climbs involved (and now i await the fun-poking criticisms from our regular mountaineer reader)
It was however fun, plus nearby this mountain is a petroglyph area (see pics below).
Currently in Phoenix, AZ enjoying the lack of contributing to GDP. Climbed a "mountain" today because Woolsey peak was inaccessible to my rental car. This is the mountain, which was not terribly high, but did have some technical climbs involved (and now i await the fun-poking criticisms from our regular mountaineer reader)
It was however fun, plus nearby this mountain is a petroglyph area (see pics below).
Angry Aging Grandma Protester
Continuing on with my fascination with old hippies who are still protesting and their faces when captured by photograhy, I remembered this picture from my capitalism/socialism seminar I did a couple years back.
This one is even more rewarding in that you can just see the results on what happens when naive children, WITHOUT RICH PARENTS TO BAIL THEM OUT, decide they're going to go and avoid the real world and become "professional protesters" or, more simply, dedicate their lives to a socialist cause. ie-what today's modern day OWS protester will become 40 years from now.
Just look at that.
Again, I ask those of you from the hippie generation, was it worth it? Are you happy you wasted your lives like you did? That lady could have had grandchildren right now. Could have had a normal life, a loving husband, loving family. Trips to Yellowstone, memories of Thanksgiving and Christmas (though duly noted this is Britain). Dancing the night away with her husband all dressed up in a nice evening dress. NIghts of cocktailing and martini's at jazz clubs. Watching black and white flicks until late into the evening. "Rocking chair time" as her and her husband lived out their last days on the porch. Heck, she could have also become an accountant or a doctor with a rewarding and PRODUCTIVE career.
Sadly, all I see is somebody who isn't really angry with society, as much as she is herself for being so stupid to piss her youth away. Now her brain faces a paradox:
Does she admit she was wrong this entire time and salvage what little of her life remains?
or
Does she continue down the path she set out for her self back in 1968 because her ego refuses to swallow its pride, thereby guaranteeing the remaining 10-20 years of her life are pissed away like the previous 50?
I don't credit these people with the intellectual honesty and fortitude to admit they were wrong. They just can't handle it, at least while they're alive. And so they will continue to piss away what little life they have left until they're on their death bed. And at that moment in time, the truth will fight its ugly way up through their gut to the frontal lobes of the brain where these people will be forced to realize and accept a conscious, crystalized thought;
"Oh my god. I wasted my life, and I have only myself to blame."
I will of course be sitting there, popcorn in hand, shot of Rumpie in the other, enjoying every minute of it as I enjoy the decline.
This one is even more rewarding in that you can just see the results on what happens when naive children, WITHOUT RICH PARENTS TO BAIL THEM OUT, decide they're going to go and avoid the real world and become "professional protesters" or, more simply, dedicate their lives to a socialist cause. ie-what today's modern day OWS protester will become 40 years from now.
Just look at that.
Again, I ask those of you from the hippie generation, was it worth it? Are you happy you wasted your lives like you did? That lady could have had grandchildren right now. Could have had a normal life, a loving husband, loving family. Trips to Yellowstone, memories of Thanksgiving and Christmas (though duly noted this is Britain). Dancing the night away with her husband all dressed up in a nice evening dress. NIghts of cocktailing and martini's at jazz clubs. Watching black and white flicks until late into the evening. "Rocking chair time" as her and her husband lived out their last days on the porch. Heck, she could have also become an accountant or a doctor with a rewarding and PRODUCTIVE career.
Sadly, all I see is somebody who isn't really angry with society, as much as she is herself for being so stupid to piss her youth away. Now her brain faces a paradox:
Does she admit she was wrong this entire time and salvage what little of her life remains?
or
Does she continue down the path she set out for her self back in 1968 because her ego refuses to swallow its pride, thereby guaranteeing the remaining 10-20 years of her life are pissed away like the previous 50?
I don't credit these people with the intellectual honesty and fortitude to admit they were wrong. They just can't handle it, at least while they're alive. And so they will continue to piss away what little life they have left until they're on their death bed. And at that moment in time, the truth will fight its ugly way up through their gut to the frontal lobes of the brain where these people will be forced to realize and accept a conscious, crystalized thought;
"Oh my god. I wasted my life, and I have only myself to blame."
I will of course be sitting there, popcorn in hand, shot of Rumpie in the other, enjoying every minute of it as I enjoy the decline.
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