So stop breeding if you can't afford them:
Tuesday, August 06, 2013
The Crapshoot Career
A buddy of mine was visiting from Kansas City. In all seriousness he said,
"You should become a used car salesman."
I looked at him with one brow raised and said, "Really?"
He then continued on to explain that there was a ton of money, but it took an odd and obscure personality to become a good used car salesman. I laughed, but life has taught me that he is probably more right than wrong. I probably would make a good used car salesman.
Why?
Because my initial reaction would be that I would be a HORRIBLE used car salesman. And what I always thought I would be "horrible" at or would "never do" I ended up excelling in.
I don't know what to call it, perhaps a "reverse skill talent," but if life has taught me anything, it's that you are likely to be horrible at what you think you'd be good at and awesome at what you'd think you'd be horrible at.
For example, not in a million years did I think I would be a ballroom dancer/instructor, let alone an author, let alone a radio personality. I even mocked and ridiculed such professions as fake or bogus. It wasn't until harsh economic conditions forced me into taking a crap shoot at all three, all of which I excelled at, two of which are now my mainstay of income.
Banking? Well, you all know the story. I technically am the best analyst and economist I know. My predictions about the economy and default risk of loans is near a 1.000 batting average. However, that skill is not what matters in the banking industry, as much as how wide you can spread your butt cheeks and how wide you can open your mouth.
Regardless, why this is true, I do not know, but I have a theory.
Different personalities are attracted to different industries. Analytical types are attracted to finance and accounting. Creative types are attracted towards media and the arts. Courageous types are attracted towards military and police. But in an ironic twist, each of those industries are then FLOODED with those personality and aptitude types, thereby lowering the value of those personalities and aptitudes. This puts not so much a higher value of personalities and aptitudes that would DIFFER from the traditional personalities and aptitudes normally associated with those industries, as much as it gives people with different aptitudes and abilities a HUGE competitive advantage.
For example my business background gave me a HUGE advantage over my touchy-feely, artsy, fartsy dance instructor competitors. I was the first instructor to offer "field trips" to my students where I'd take them out dancing, thereby making my classes more attractive, and I also learned multiple types of dances so I could schedule a "batch" of classes. So instead of just an hour of dance class, I would teach 3 hours of three different types of dance. This allowed me to increase my radius where I could offer classes because I was generating more revenue per trip. In short, and to this day, I am the only instructor from the Twin Cities to travel to far flung places like Mankato, Hibbing, Austin, etc.
The larger point is one that should provide GREAT hope and relief to you younger (or even older) types who are trying to find a job or your place in the world - your best career is likely NOT to be the one you're applying for.
This means that if you're a business major filing out yet another f*cking Taleo-Brass Ring online application, you may be better off walking down to the welding shop, learning how to weld, and getting a job at the Bakken oil field.
This means that if you're the drama major, you may be better off picking up an accounting class or two and becoming a staff accountant at the local beanery or theater.
This means that if you're a computer network engineer, your mind numbing job might be easily replaced by becoming an author or music composer.
Whatever it is, you might be shocked and surprised just how well you would do in fields you thought the complete antithesis of your skill set. It's just a matter of taking a chance, applying and taking a crap shoot at anything.
In all seriousness if my book sales were to dry up, I would probably walk down to the used car lot and ask to be a salesman. I would also pick up a saxophone and start playing because I think I would be horrible at it, which means I would probably rock at it. You should do the same.
Think you'd make a lousy cop? Then volunteer as a reserve officer to see if you're not wrong.
Think you'd make a lousy surgeon? Then watch surgery videos and see if you don't immediately upchuck, but are one of those weird people who find it "fascinating."
Hate kids? Sign up to substitute teach and see if those rug rats don't wear off on you.
Are you a pastor looking for some side income? Consider a career as a porn star.
I personally cannot tell you what it would be, just that my experience has been that it's the complete OPPOSITE of what you think, and usually a lot more fun.
"You should become a used car salesman."
I looked at him with one brow raised and said, "Really?"
He then continued on to explain that there was a ton of money, but it took an odd and obscure personality to become a good used car salesman. I laughed, but life has taught me that he is probably more right than wrong. I probably would make a good used car salesman.
Why?
Because my initial reaction would be that I would be a HORRIBLE used car salesman. And what I always thought I would be "horrible" at or would "never do" I ended up excelling in.
I don't know what to call it, perhaps a "reverse skill talent," but if life has taught me anything, it's that you are likely to be horrible at what you think you'd be good at and awesome at what you'd think you'd be horrible at.
For example, not in a million years did I think I would be a ballroom dancer/instructor, let alone an author, let alone a radio personality. I even mocked and ridiculed such professions as fake or bogus. It wasn't until harsh economic conditions forced me into taking a crap shoot at all three, all of which I excelled at, two of which are now my mainstay of income.
Banking? Well, you all know the story. I technically am the best analyst and economist I know. My predictions about the economy and default risk of loans is near a 1.000 batting average. However, that skill is not what matters in the banking industry, as much as how wide you can spread your butt cheeks and how wide you can open your mouth.
Regardless, why this is true, I do not know, but I have a theory.
Different personalities are attracted to different industries. Analytical types are attracted to finance and accounting. Creative types are attracted towards media and the arts. Courageous types are attracted towards military and police. But in an ironic twist, each of those industries are then FLOODED with those personality and aptitude types, thereby lowering the value of those personalities and aptitudes. This puts not so much a higher value of personalities and aptitudes that would DIFFER from the traditional personalities and aptitudes normally associated with those industries, as much as it gives people with different aptitudes and abilities a HUGE competitive advantage.
For example my business background gave me a HUGE advantage over my touchy-feely, artsy, fartsy dance instructor competitors. I was the first instructor to offer "field trips" to my students where I'd take them out dancing, thereby making my classes more attractive, and I also learned multiple types of dances so I could schedule a "batch" of classes. So instead of just an hour of dance class, I would teach 3 hours of three different types of dance. This allowed me to increase my radius where I could offer classes because I was generating more revenue per trip. In short, and to this day, I am the only instructor from the Twin Cities to travel to far flung places like Mankato, Hibbing, Austin, etc.
The larger point is one that should provide GREAT hope and relief to you younger (or even older) types who are trying to find a job or your place in the world - your best career is likely NOT to be the one you're applying for.
This means that if you're a business major filing out yet another f*cking Taleo-Brass Ring online application, you may be better off walking down to the welding shop, learning how to weld, and getting a job at the Bakken oil field.
This means that if you're the drama major, you may be better off picking up an accounting class or two and becoming a staff accountant at the local beanery or theater.
This means that if you're a computer network engineer, your mind numbing job might be easily replaced by becoming an author or music composer.
Whatever it is, you might be shocked and surprised just how well you would do in fields you thought the complete antithesis of your skill set. It's just a matter of taking a chance, applying and taking a crap shoot at anything.
In all seriousness if my book sales were to dry up, I would probably walk down to the used car lot and ask to be a salesman. I would also pick up a saxophone and start playing because I think I would be horrible at it, which means I would probably rock at it. You should do the same.
Think you'd make a lousy cop? Then volunteer as a reserve officer to see if you're not wrong.
Think you'd make a lousy surgeon? Then watch surgery videos and see if you don't immediately upchuck, but are one of those weird people who find it "fascinating."
Hate kids? Sign up to substitute teach and see if those rug rats don't wear off on you.
Are you a pastor looking for some side income? Consider a career as a porn star.
I personally cannot tell you what it would be, just that my experience has been that it's the complete OPPOSITE of what you think, and usually a lot more fun.
Lady's Night Linkage
Even though it is morning.
But math is tough!
Paying to change history that, frankly, has nothing to do with you, but people related to you over 200 years ago.
And you think I'm cynical about parents being so self-absorbed it overshadows their kids.
I remember scoping out a bar. Was kicking around even getting a drink, but then the "no guns allowed" sign was on the door. Normally I ignore these as my gun is concealed and nobody checks and I don't give a damn, so I walked in anyway. But when the bar tender asked me if I wanted a drink I said, "No, I have a pistol, I can't patronize your establishment." She had a confused look on her face as I wandered away looking at the bar. Nobody was called to ask me to leave. But they still didn't get my business.
Men always say "marriage isn't easy," but that's because they compromise instead of take command.
I don't care about Hugo. Enough people are ripping him, including women.
I expect women to be feminine. When they're not, I treat them like men. But then they get angry. I'm so confused.
Heh, yeah. When you say, "cutting edge of American cultural trends and society" I IMMEDIATELY think "700 club."
Yes, yes, the reason you're in 2nd place is ALWAYS sexism. Cripes.
But math is tough!
Paying to change history that, frankly, has nothing to do with you, but people related to you over 200 years ago.
And you think I'm cynical about parents being so self-absorbed it overshadows their kids.
I remember scoping out a bar. Was kicking around even getting a drink, but then the "no guns allowed" sign was on the door. Normally I ignore these as my gun is concealed and nobody checks and I don't give a damn, so I walked in anyway. But when the bar tender asked me if I wanted a drink I said, "No, I have a pistol, I can't patronize your establishment." She had a confused look on her face as I wandered away looking at the bar. Nobody was called to ask me to leave. But they still didn't get my business.
Men always say "marriage isn't easy," but that's because they compromise instead of take command.
I don't care about Hugo. Enough people are ripping him, including women.
I expect women to be feminine. When they're not, I treat them like men. But then they get angry. I'm so confused.
Heh, yeah. When you say, "cutting edge of American cultural trends and society" I IMMEDIATELY think "700 club."
Yes, yes, the reason you're in 2nd place is ALWAYS sexism. Cripes.
Monday, August 05, 2013
The "How 'Bout You Call People Back" Economic Plan
When I am king there will be many changes.
I will cut all government funding of liberal arts/humanities college programs.
I will ban sports from all public educational facilities, K-Kolidge.
I will ban omnibus legislation.
I will force, via the military if necessary, term limits AND a total 20 year limit on ALL public service.
I will allow new hunting seasons such as "banker season," "lobbyist season" and "trial lawyer season."
And I will consolidate all forms of taxation into ONE, SINGLE, easily understandable sales tax.
But my economic plan will be very simple. I call it the
"How 'Bout You F#cking Call People Back"
plan
(or HBYFCPBP).
The reason is simple. Yes, taxes are a problem. Yes regulation is a problem. And yes a lack of skill labor is a problem. But the single biggest bottleneck I have found that is keeping America's economy from booming at 12% annual RGDP growth per year is the fact that nobody calls people back in a timely or prompt manner.
Matter of fact, very few people call people back at all.
It isn't until you make 5 or 6 calls to your intended target do you actually get them to call (or e-mail) you back.
For example, I have been trying to buy advertising on various podcasts to help advertise my books. Podcasts like The Tom Leykis Show, Laura Ingraham, and at least five others.
But if we simplify what I'm doing to an even more basic level, I'm simply asking them if I can give them money.
You would think they'd want to call you back.
But oh, you foolish man. Don't you know this is modern day America, not the 1940's? Why, what made you think people would actually WANT TO MAKE MONEY and CALL YOU BACK? Silly silly man. This is 2013 America when society has decayed to such a point people are too stupid to call you back. Not because you're trying to sell them something they don't want. Not because you offer them nothing worth their time. No, they won't even call you back WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO GIVE THEM MONEY!!!!
No, the ONLY show that has ever called me back is the Tom Leykis Show (which I fully endorse and recommend advertising on). The rest of them have never gotten back to me (though I am still waiting to hear a response from Gillette Sunday school).
Now think about this.
If ONE out of SEVEN people call you back WHEN YOU ARE TRYING TO GIVE THEM MONEY, can you imagine the response rate for things not as beneficial?
What if you need that report from your boss?
What if you need the most recent tax returns of your client?
What if you need to order new machinery parts of your factory?
What if you need a new part because the motorcycle mechanic ordered the wrong one (AGAIN) but won't get back to you?
And what if it takes at least THREE TRIES to get them to get back to you?
Well what happens is the entire economy grinds to a halt and it's amazing there's even any GDP being produced at all.
Thus my HBYFCPBP.
With the HBYFCPBP we essentially take the average person's 8 hour day, and instead of 7 hours and 42 minutes of it waiting on other people who are waiting on other people who are waiting on other people to call them the frick back, I decree you call people back IMMEDIATELY under penalty of death. And thus, the average worker no longer spends only 18 minutes per day on actual work, while s/he waits 7 hours 42 minutes the rest of the time, but instead is working and producing the full 8 hours a day.
This is a 2,600% increase in production which would boost GDP in the first year alone by an equivalent amount. Instead of our annual GDP being around $15 trillion, it would be closer to $390 trillion, dwarfing our national debt and pretty much solving all of our economic problems.
Of course, this would require most Americans not be complete f*cking idiots and maybe develop a little hustle, but since that is more of a 1950's American thing and not a 2013 American thing, I guess we'll just sit here mired in the malaise and rot of the average American worker.
I will cut all government funding of liberal arts/humanities college programs.
I will ban sports from all public educational facilities, K-Kolidge.
I will ban omnibus legislation.
I will force, via the military if necessary, term limits AND a total 20 year limit on ALL public service.
I will allow new hunting seasons such as "banker season," "lobbyist season" and "trial lawyer season."
And I will consolidate all forms of taxation into ONE, SINGLE, easily understandable sales tax.
But my economic plan will be very simple. I call it the
"How 'Bout You F#cking Call People Back"
plan
(or HBYFCPBP).
The reason is simple. Yes, taxes are a problem. Yes regulation is a problem. And yes a lack of skill labor is a problem. But the single biggest bottleneck I have found that is keeping America's economy from booming at 12% annual RGDP growth per year is the fact that nobody calls people back in a timely or prompt manner.
Matter of fact, very few people call people back at all.
It isn't until you make 5 or 6 calls to your intended target do you actually get them to call (or e-mail) you back.
For example, I have been trying to buy advertising on various podcasts to help advertise my books. Podcasts like The Tom Leykis Show, Laura Ingraham, and at least five others.
But if we simplify what I'm doing to an even more basic level, I'm simply asking them if I can give them money.
You would think they'd want to call you back.
But oh, you foolish man. Don't you know this is modern day America, not the 1940's? Why, what made you think people would actually WANT TO MAKE MONEY and CALL YOU BACK? Silly silly man. This is 2013 America when society has decayed to such a point people are too stupid to call you back. Not because you're trying to sell them something they don't want. Not because you offer them nothing worth their time. No, they won't even call you back WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO GIVE THEM MONEY!!!!
No, the ONLY show that has ever called me back is the Tom Leykis Show (which I fully endorse and recommend advertising on). The rest of them have never gotten back to me (though I am still waiting to hear a response from Gillette Sunday school).
Now think about this.
If ONE out of SEVEN people call you back WHEN YOU ARE TRYING TO GIVE THEM MONEY, can you imagine the response rate for things not as beneficial?
What if you need that report from your boss?
What if you need the most recent tax returns of your client?
What if you need to order new machinery parts of your factory?
What if you need a new part because the motorcycle mechanic ordered the wrong one (AGAIN) but won't get back to you?
And what if it takes at least THREE TRIES to get them to get back to you?
Well what happens is the entire economy grinds to a halt and it's amazing there's even any GDP being produced at all.
Thus my HBYFCPBP.
With the HBYFCPBP we essentially take the average person's 8 hour day, and instead of 7 hours and 42 minutes of it waiting on other people who are waiting on other people who are waiting on other people to call them the frick back, I decree you call people back IMMEDIATELY under penalty of death. And thus, the average worker no longer spends only 18 minutes per day on actual work, while s/he waits 7 hours 42 minutes the rest of the time, but instead is working and producing the full 8 hours a day.
This is a 2,600% increase in production which would boost GDP in the first year alone by an equivalent amount. Instead of our annual GDP being around $15 trillion, it would be closer to $390 trillion, dwarfing our national debt and pretty much solving all of our economic problems.
Of course, this would require most Americans not be complete f*cking idiots and maybe develop a little hustle, but since that is more of a 1950's American thing and not a 2013 American thing, I guess we'll just sit here mired in the malaise and rot of the average American worker.
Elysium
For all you suburbanite Republicans who feel powerless against the tide of socialism sweeping the nation, could you maybe for once NOT see a movie that is so blatantly criminalizing and hating you? No, no, I know. That would "hurt movie night" in the blissfully ignorant suburbs.
Sunday, August 04, 2013
The Captain's Commanding Officer - Bill Watson III - RIP
I have very few men I look up to and respect.
Very few.
This is largely in part because most of "elder" society today not only fails to bring up or lead the younger generations, but, sadly, prefers to take advantage of and parasite off of the younger generations.
Not Big Bill.
Big Bill was a friend of mine and somebody I consider my mentor. He was wiser, more experienced, was just, fair, and pretty much the epitome of what every man in the Manosphere would wish to emulate. He was a man who you shut up and listen to, not because he was older, but because he went down that path before and had the wisdom you didn't.
But beyond his experience, he was also a lovable man. He was your friend. He was 6'5", 300 pounds, former secret service agent, cop, and could crush you in a matter of seconds, but never chose to as he was the textbook definition of a gentle giant. His heart was limitless. He could take any amount of joshing, ridicule, and teasing and know that it was nothing more than his fellow man too cowardly to say, "I love you, man."
The SOB died way too damn early and is the first person to make me say,
"Damnit, I wish I spent more time with him"
Not because that is the thing to say, but because there will never be another opportunity to experience a man of his caliber, his wisdom, and his kindness.
I will miss Big Bill, which is infinitely more than I can say for the vast majority of people I've ran into on this planet.
Very few.
This is largely in part because most of "elder" society today not only fails to bring up or lead the younger generations, but, sadly, prefers to take advantage of and parasite off of the younger generations.
Not Big Bill.
Big Bill was a friend of mine and somebody I consider my mentor. He was wiser, more experienced, was just, fair, and pretty much the epitome of what every man in the Manosphere would wish to emulate. He was a man who you shut up and listen to, not because he was older, but because he went down that path before and had the wisdom you didn't.
But beyond his experience, he was also a lovable man. He was your friend. He was 6'5", 300 pounds, former secret service agent, cop, and could crush you in a matter of seconds, but never chose to as he was the textbook definition of a gentle giant. His heart was limitless. He could take any amount of joshing, ridicule, and teasing and know that it was nothing more than his fellow man too cowardly to say, "I love you, man."
The SOB died way too damn early and is the first person to make me say,
"Damnit, I wish I spent more time with him"
Not because that is the thing to say, but because there will never be another opportunity to experience a man of his caliber, his wisdom, and his kindness.
I will miss Big Bill, which is infinitely more than I can say for the vast majority of people I've ran into on this planet.
Saturday, August 03, 2013
God Bless the Aggregators
Again, it is a thankless job. And actually, no, nobody "has" to do it. They do it out of charity and purpose. So thank them by visiting them:
Morning News Telegraph (new)
Viva La Manosphere
Delusion Damage
Hawaiian Libertarian
Morning News Telegraph (new)
Viva La Manosphere
Delusion Damage
Hawaiian Libertarian
Friday, August 02, 2013
How Women Can Save the US Economy
Ladies, you want to do your part to help boost the economy?
Do this and inspire men to be more productive.
I guarantee that will boost the economy more than you voting for Obama phones and the government to replace men and more social workers.
Do this and inspire men to be more productive.
I guarantee that will boost the economy more than you voting for Obama phones and the government to replace men and more social workers.
Time Is More Important Than Money
The average man lives to be about 79 while the average woman will live to about 82.
However, the average man does not make $1 million per year in income and the average woman does not have a net worth of $40 million.
But there's an interesting thing about the relationship between life expectancy and riches - there is none.
Yes, up front, where you're dirt poor, living in Somalia, spitting out 8 children per woman, and you can't afford the basics like food, medicine, shelter, etc., a little bit of income goes a long way. But once you make it past, oh say, the $25,000 mark, the added health benefit of any extra money goes away. In other words, if you live in the 1st world, your income will have no effect on your health or life expectancy.
This is an important point to make in that it should provide some guidance in how to lead, live and enjoy your life to its maximum extent - time is more important than money.
Take a look at any super rich person - Bill Gates, Warren Buffett, Carlos Slim, Oprah, you name it, these people are not going to live any longer than a guy who brings in $50,000 a year. Sure they may enjoy things the average Joe won't enjoy (sushi every day, yachts, travel, etc.) but when all is said and done, these people are going to die pretty spot on the average life expectancy. Therefore the only reason to work that hard or aspire to be rich is to buy all the pretty little toys and enjoy the "rich" lifestyle.
But here's another little secret - toys and material items are not the most important things in life. It is (as I've said many times before) other people. Conversation, thought, philosophy, love, humor, pranking, sparing and witticizing with other humans is the best thing that can happen in a person's life. And if they have that, then a Ferrari or sushi every night won't really matter.
Extrapolating from these two observations (life expectancies are pretty standard across income levels in the 1st world and other humans are the most important thing in life) you should be able to make some important conclusions about "work life" balance.
First, if you're making $25,000 a year and you have family, friends and loved ones, why work harder or make more money? You're only going to pay more in taxes and spend less time with the people who really matter. You are better off working part time, going home to help raise the kids or get some beers with the guys at the bar or have an afternoon quicky with your wife.
Second, along the same lines, you should be working LESS in that while you may be making extra money, the amount of psychological, political and corporate BS you would have to endure only serves to increase your stress and destroy your health. Again, unless you were an idiot and bought a house you couldn't afford, a spouse you couldn't subsidize, and children you coudln't rear, and are up to your eyes in debt, you can (AND SHOULD) scale back on work and enjoy life.
Third, this puts a MAJOR emphasis on physical health. You NEED to eat right, you NEED to work out and exercise, you need to keep your body in shape. These actions cost you NOTHING but extend the only resource you have - time more than income would. This extra time will result in not only additional time you get to spend with loved ones, but you'll feel better, you'll look better, you'll have better sex, and that right there is enough to make any leftists raging with envy. Besides, would you rather be out running around, knocking out 4 miles on a beautiful day or sitting in that cubicle hoping Mr. Grayhair McMoron might promote you to ASSISTANT Reserve Adjunct Vice President?
Finally, Steve Jobs. You'll never know where or when and it's better to have died a poor man who enjoyed life than a rich one who didn't.
So do yourself and all your loved ones a favor.
Go home.
Do some budgeting and number crunching.
And see how little you can get by on.
See if you can go down to part time. See if you can get by on a security guard income. See if you can't make it on the ancillary revenue your home based business generates. See if you can't downsize into a smaller apartment.
Because the only better feeling than telling your boss you don't need him/her any more is when it's a beautiful day like today and you know all your former bosses are cooped up inside, working on their TRP reports, answering to an equally retarded boss and are on the verge of divorce with children that hate them, while you're out running, spending time with your kids, or just playing some video games tanked on a bottle of Rumpie.
Enjoy the decline!
However, the average man does not make $1 million per year in income and the average woman does not have a net worth of $40 million.
But there's an interesting thing about the relationship between life expectancy and riches - there is none.
Yes, up front, where you're dirt poor, living in Somalia, spitting out 8 children per woman, and you can't afford the basics like food, medicine, shelter, etc., a little bit of income goes a long way. But once you make it past, oh say, the $25,000 mark, the added health benefit of any extra money goes away. In other words, if you live in the 1st world, your income will have no effect on your health or life expectancy.
This is an important point to make in that it should provide some guidance in how to lead, live and enjoy your life to its maximum extent - time is more important than money.
Take a look at any super rich person - Bill Gates, Warren Buffett, Carlos Slim, Oprah, you name it, these people are not going to live any longer than a guy who brings in $50,000 a year. Sure they may enjoy things the average Joe won't enjoy (sushi every day, yachts, travel, etc.) but when all is said and done, these people are going to die pretty spot on the average life expectancy. Therefore the only reason to work that hard or aspire to be rich is to buy all the pretty little toys and enjoy the "rich" lifestyle.
But here's another little secret - toys and material items are not the most important things in life. It is (as I've said many times before) other people. Conversation, thought, philosophy, love, humor, pranking, sparing and witticizing with other humans is the best thing that can happen in a person's life. And if they have that, then a Ferrari or sushi every night won't really matter.
Extrapolating from these two observations (life expectancies are pretty standard across income levels in the 1st world and other humans are the most important thing in life) you should be able to make some important conclusions about "work life" balance.
First, if you're making $25,000 a year and you have family, friends and loved ones, why work harder or make more money? You're only going to pay more in taxes and spend less time with the people who really matter. You are better off working part time, going home to help raise the kids or get some beers with the guys at the bar or have an afternoon quicky with your wife.
Second, along the same lines, you should be working LESS in that while you may be making extra money, the amount of psychological, political and corporate BS you would have to endure only serves to increase your stress and destroy your health. Again, unless you were an idiot and bought a house you couldn't afford, a spouse you couldn't subsidize, and children you coudln't rear, and are up to your eyes in debt, you can (AND SHOULD) scale back on work and enjoy life.
Third, this puts a MAJOR emphasis on physical health. You NEED to eat right, you NEED to work out and exercise, you need to keep your body in shape. These actions cost you NOTHING but extend the only resource you have - time more than income would. This extra time will result in not only additional time you get to spend with loved ones, but you'll feel better, you'll look better, you'll have better sex, and that right there is enough to make any leftists raging with envy. Besides, would you rather be out running around, knocking out 4 miles on a beautiful day or sitting in that cubicle hoping Mr. Grayhair McMoron might promote you to ASSISTANT Reserve Adjunct Vice President?
Finally, Steve Jobs. You'll never know where or when and it's better to have died a poor man who enjoyed life than a rich one who didn't.
So do yourself and all your loved ones a favor.
Go home.
Do some budgeting and number crunching.
And see how little you can get by on.
See if you can go down to part time. See if you can get by on a security guard income. See if you can't make it on the ancillary revenue your home based business generates. See if you can't downsize into a smaller apartment.
Because the only better feeling than telling your boss you don't need him/her any more is when it's a beautiful day like today and you know all your former bosses are cooped up inside, working on their TRP reports, answering to an equally retarded boss and are on the verge of divorce with children that hate them, while you're out running, spending time with your kids, or just playing some video games tanked on a bottle of Rumpie.
Enjoy the decline!
Thursday, August 01, 2013
How Opportunity Costs Partially Explain Player Burn Out
I've said it before, and I'll say it again, players WILL burn out. There is only a certain amount of energy and patience men have, and the novelty of the hunt WILL wear out.
However, there is another economic variable that goes unnoticed by most socio-economic spectators - opportunity costs.
If you're a poor, unemployed, young college student with nothing else going on, then chasing tail is very likely the most important and productive option you have with the remainder of your free time.
However, you don't stay in college forever and you don't remain unemployed or poor. Sooner or later you WILL find a job, you WILL get a career and WILL have other things going on in life. As life goes on, these things will gain an "economy to scale" and you will progress and advance in these fields to the point your free time becomes more and more precious.
Soon you're not a 21 year old kid who can sleep in tomorrow, ace your Freshman Comp exam, and play hacky sack for 6 hours on the weekend.
You're 30, recently promoted, bringing down significant money, who also has to train for his upcoming jiujitsu bout and then has night class for his computer networking certification. You also have your motorcycle ride with your buddies and you got to install gutters on the house before it rains again.
And the prospects of going to yet another bar or yet another night club for 4 hours to MAYBE get a number is like getting .0004% interest on your savings account - it isn't worth the investment.
In other words are these boys "giving up?"
"Suffering from low t?"
"Have other options like video games and booze to attend?"
Sure.
But boys become men, and if they become real men, life starts to have other more pressing matters for them to attend to, to the point they drop out of the market, or significantly cut back their interest. And the opportunity costs of their progressively more-valuable 4 hours of free time is just too high to be wasted chasing Tizzy and Tina as they faux lesbian make out at the bar.
So don't be confused, let alone, lecturing of boys ignoring girls at the bar. Everything happens in this world for a reason. And their behavior/actions are not irrational.
However, there is another economic variable that goes unnoticed by most socio-economic spectators - opportunity costs.
If you're a poor, unemployed, young college student with nothing else going on, then chasing tail is very likely the most important and productive option you have with the remainder of your free time.
However, you don't stay in college forever and you don't remain unemployed or poor. Sooner or later you WILL find a job, you WILL get a career and WILL have other things going on in life. As life goes on, these things will gain an "economy to scale" and you will progress and advance in these fields to the point your free time becomes more and more precious.
Soon you're not a 21 year old kid who can sleep in tomorrow, ace your Freshman Comp exam, and play hacky sack for 6 hours on the weekend.
You're 30, recently promoted, bringing down significant money, who also has to train for his upcoming jiujitsu bout and then has night class for his computer networking certification. You also have your motorcycle ride with your buddies and you got to install gutters on the house before it rains again.
And the prospects of going to yet another bar or yet another night club for 4 hours to MAYBE get a number is like getting .0004% interest on your savings account - it isn't worth the investment.
In other words are these boys "giving up?"
"Suffering from low t?"
"Have other options like video games and booze to attend?"
Sure.
But boys become men, and if they become real men, life starts to have other more pressing matters for them to attend to, to the point they drop out of the market, or significantly cut back their interest. And the opportunity costs of their progressively more-valuable 4 hours of free time is just too high to be wasted chasing Tizzy and Tina as they faux lesbian make out at the bar.
So don't be confused, let alone, lecturing of boys ignoring girls at the bar. Everything happens in this world for a reason. And their behavior/actions are not irrational.
Why You Want to Be Walter Matthau
Walter Matthau, at least to the younger generations, is primarily known for his role in the Grumpy Old Men series. Perhaps some of you even remember him as the sloppy bachelor, Oscar Madison, in "The Odd Couple." Whatever the case, most people's perception of Walter Matthau is one of a man who played boorish slovenly characters.
Really?
Does he look boorish or slovenly to you?
Here's why people, especially young men, should become students of Walter Matthau.
He was an average looking guy, perhaps even slightly below average, whose mastery of CHARM more than compensated for his looks.
Have you seen "Charlie Varrick?"
Have you seen "Charade?"
Have you seen "Fail Safe?"
Probably not, because Matthau's most popular work is the likes of The Odd Couple or Grumpy Old Men. But if you did you would see a man whose demeanor, wit, pose and vocabulary compensated for any mediocrity in his looks.
Was his charm at least in part scripted like Cary Grant's lines?
Sure.
Was there multiple takes to pull off the impression the director wanted?
Of course.
But just like you should emulate the likes of Cary Grant's performance, so too you should aim to be as quick, clever, and charming as Walter Matthau.
There is also another reason Matthau should be mandatory viewing for all men -very few of us look like Cary Grant or Steve McQueen, but most of us DO look like Walter Matthau.
We're average looking schlubbs. We're normal looking guys. Got a little extra weight and perhaps our faces are a bit muggy. That didn't stop Matthau and it shouldn't stop you. Unless you are horribly disfigured it is within the capacity of most men to craft, hone, practice, improve and deploy charm to the point their 5.5 face is transformed into a 8.7 man. You can don a suit, you can keep most of the weight off, and if you have an inventory of lines or (better yet) a brain that can craft witty lines in context at a drop of a hat, you can achieve Walter Matthau.
Also, two things about Mr. Matthau you may not have known that would make you want to emulate him more.
He was a gunnery sergeant in the US Air Corps during WWII
And he was able to kiss and pinch the ass of Sophia Loren. (Note the smile on her face).
How many of you can claim that?
Really?
Does he look boorish or slovenly to you?
Here's why people, especially young men, should become students of Walter Matthau.
He was an average looking guy, perhaps even slightly below average, whose mastery of CHARM more than compensated for his looks.
Have you seen "Charlie Varrick?"
Have you seen "Charade?"
Have you seen "Fail Safe?"
Probably not, because Matthau's most popular work is the likes of The Odd Couple or Grumpy Old Men. But if you did you would see a man whose demeanor, wit, pose and vocabulary compensated for any mediocrity in his looks.
Was his charm at least in part scripted like Cary Grant's lines?
Sure.
Was there multiple takes to pull off the impression the director wanted?
Of course.
But just like you should emulate the likes of Cary Grant's performance, so too you should aim to be as quick, clever, and charming as Walter Matthau.
There is also another reason Matthau should be mandatory viewing for all men -very few of us look like Cary Grant or Steve McQueen, but most of us DO look like Walter Matthau.
We're average looking schlubbs. We're normal looking guys. Got a little extra weight and perhaps our faces are a bit muggy. That didn't stop Matthau and it shouldn't stop you. Unless you are horribly disfigured it is within the capacity of most men to craft, hone, practice, improve and deploy charm to the point their 5.5 face is transformed into a 8.7 man. You can don a suit, you can keep most of the weight off, and if you have an inventory of lines or (better yet) a brain that can craft witty lines in context at a drop of a hat, you can achieve Walter Matthau.
Also, two things about Mr. Matthau you may not have known that would make you want to emulate him more.
He was a gunnery sergeant in the US Air Corps during WWII
And he was able to kiss and pinch the ass of Sophia Loren. (Note the smile on her face).
How many of you can claim that?
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Peerlessness
When I tell people i'm going tornado chasing a common witticism I receive in response is "what will you do when you catch one?"
Touche witty friends of Cappy, touche.
However, a slight spin on that question has a lesson for all of us and one I'd like to share:
"What would you do if you realized your dreams?"
Very rarely do people realize their dreams. And the reason is simple - society is predisposed to ensure you don't.
I don't mean this in a "conspiratorial" sense, that there is some sentient, organized effort to prevent you from realizing your dreams, but that society is structured and organized to take advantage, live off of, and parasite off of its precious youth.
Chances are if you were born after 1960 your parents wanted you because THEY wanted a child. Whether they could AFFORD children, whether they SHOULD have children, and whether they had the adult capacity to raise children be damned. They wanted a child like a soccer mom wants an SUV. And thus your upbringing was already impaired from the get go because you were an "object" or a "thing" in the eyes of your parents, not another human being.
After that you were pretty much a pawn for the state via the state education system. Your parents, too "busy" to rear you yourself, were thankful that at the age of 5 you couldbe outsourced to a government daycare program "go to school." There you learned what a socialist/leftist government approved labor union wanted you to.
Global warming
Ozone Layer
Recycle
Give money to poor disadvantaged people in third world countries
You're privileged
Vote democrat
Go to college at all costs
and other things that were neither educational, nor helpful.
You then went to college, because you were told to, incurred a ton of debt, and then started a career where at any moment you could be fired for the most made-up-of reasons and were strongly encouraged to donate money to your 401k plan, which would be confiscated or haircuted anyway.
In short, your dreams of what you wanted to do as a child never really stood much of a chance. Because from the day you were conceived (not born) society already had your time booked to be slaved away to serve it and not you. Those dreams were merely a fake incentive to get you to work for them. And, for most people, they succumbed to the matrix, they obeyed, they "did what they were told" and now are suffering a mortgage they can't afford, persistent student loans, a spouse that hates them, children they really shouldn't have had, a car payment, parents who refused to sock away for retirement, and a boss that owns them because they are by-proxy-enslaved via debt.
But then there are the "others."
"Others?" You ask.
Yes, "the others."
The men and women who got sent to the principle's office often. The boys and girls who could stump their teacher in the 3rd grade with...well...3rd grade logic. The young 20 somethings who knew something was wrong, couldn't put their finger on it, but via the internet, compared notes, removed the wool from their eyes and realized just what a scam society had in store for them.
We call these people "independent minded."
Most of us fall into this category. We didn't fit in, we refused to obey, and we knew something was amiss, but society kept on telling us we were flawed, erroneous and just plain wrong. Our audacity and personalities would not accept it and we stuck to our guns. We decided we didn't have to obey what society told us. We decided we were going to get a bang for our finite live's buck. We were going to drive our lives to the limit and do what we god damned pleased with it - consequences and society's desires be damned.
And thus you have a new breed of westerners and independent thinkers. Young men (and women) who refused to go with the matrix and are truly independent people.
There are of course, benefits.
We don't fall for the college/education scam. We do not waste our best years laboring away for an opportunistic employer. We don't have enough assets to be confiscated in a 401k or IRA. We don't have debts we can't afford. We don't have kids we can't afford. And by merely identifying and side-stepping the slave-trap society had laid out for us, we're living lives that are arguably the freest in human history.
I just went to Alaska and back on a motorcycle at a whim. Danny is going to live in a trailer in Louisiana, spending time with his nephew, and retire at 40. Matt hitch hiked across America. Roosh is gallivanting around the globe chasing girls and getting paid for it. Davis and Silvio wrote two great books. And scores of you are starting your own business or going on your own adventure. We could go on, but in general, adherents of this new independent line of thinking are capitalizing on the one finite lives they've been given and are thusly living better lives the the average sheeple.
Just one problem.
When I say we are living lives that are arguably the freest in human history, I'm not joking. We really are. But who else has gone down this path? Who else have lived such free lives? Has anyone gone down this rabbit hole before? Has any one tread this path in the past?
While there certainly have been independent minded people in the past, they are so rare and so uncommon their experiences are either unavailable for public consumption or have been lost to history. Their philosophies, observations and epiphanies were considered "obscure" or "outliers" and thus never made it into the realm of "common sense" or "general wisdom." And with this lost, or perhaps, never recorded knowledge, we are going into uncharted territory. And as with every trip into the unknown there are always unforeseen costs, consequences and drawbacks.
It is here a sad irony unfolds.
To the outside observer, stuck at their wage slave job, and boring mundane lives, all the see is the positives. Gallivanting around the world, climbing mountains, leaving at a whim, never worrying about money, answering to no one. Their entire lives they have been told (and truthfully so) that this is the "dream" and when you achieve it all will be well. There will be no more problems and you will be happy. But what they don't see is the unforeseen costs and consequences to "living the dream" and living such independent lives. Costs and consequences that are all too real and hidden/overshadowed by the blinding benefits.
First is the issue of peerlessness. I say this not to brag, and I need you to understand that. I am NOT bragging. I am telling you the truth to make a point and to help you in the future. But this past summer I took two vacations. The first one was 2 weeks in the Black Hills and Badlands of South Dakota with my motorcycle. I drove all over the place, hiked all over the place, smoked cigars and gambled in Deadwood. I experienced something most motorcyclists across the world can only dream of experiencing. The second one trumped even that. I drove to Alaska and back. I saw mountains that put the Black Hills to shame and am one of the very few to claim they drove to Alaska on a bike.
I was miserable about half the time on both trips.
Why?
Because after you gun through the Needles Highway on a crotch rocket or make it to Hyder, Alaska or summit Harney Peak or hike in Banff, and the adrenaline wears off, you are once again alone because nobody can just take 4 weeks off on a whim. There is nobody to share the experience with, not because you don't have friends, but because you are so far to the right of the mean nobody can keep up. Either because they don't have the money, they don't have the time, they don't have the physique, or (more commonly) they don't have the interest.
Roosh is another example. You may disagree with his life choice, but again, to the outside 20 something male observer, Roosh is living the dream. He flies around the world, makes money on writing books about how to seduce women in different countries, and that's his job. But at the end of the day, how many people can Roosh associate with? Who can he compare notes with? Not only is he peerless in that nobody else in the world is doing what he does, but in traveling so extensively, he rarely is in a country where people speak English, pushing him further to the right of the bell curve into further isolation. It isn't until he returns home does he have his peer group surrounding him again.
Whatever it is and whatever your dream may be, realize if you realize it, it will be YOUR dream. And in it being "your dream" it will be so specific and unique to you that by default you will not have any peers.
Second is decreasing novelty.
Imagine if your palate would became inured to new foods the moment you tasted it. You would have to keep pushing the edge getting newer, spicier, and more obscure foods. You'd try one food, and then would become bored with it, forcing you on this spiral to constantly be trying to find new foods. Yes you could eat to merely survive, but you will never experience that "first taste" ever again until you find something bigger, better, and newer.
Your brain is the same way.
Once you achieve your dream, you will become inured to it. My childhood dream was to climb mountains. My first real mountain was Flinch Peak in Glacier National Park. It was amazing. Then I did Hallet's Peak, Laramie Peak, Deseret Peak, Lake Angeline, and more and more and more until one day, half way up a new mountain, I couldn't go on. Not out of physical weakness, but no desire. It would be just another peak. I would be up there by myself. The view could have very well been as spectacular as when I first summited Flinch Peak, but it would be nowhere near as impressive. It would just be more rocks, dirt and snow.
In short, because society enslaves you and prevents you from ever realizing your dreams, you think when you inevitably realize them you will be engaged and stimulated for the rest of your life.
The truth is you will tire of it in about 2-3 years and need to find a new source of inspiration. You will also wonder if the new "dream" will be the same, and you will then finally realize there is no "final solution" to happiness. Like a shark, you will need to keep swimming, keep going, keep trying or else you will become inured to life.
Now, I paint a very dark and depressing picture. And I know, I know, crocodile tears and world's smallest violin.
Would I EVER want to go back to a bank or a corporate gig? Would I or any of the other independent minded types who are pushing the frontiers of independence EVER go back to regular lives?
Absolutely not. We KNOW and APPRECIATE what we have.
But the reason I bring these drawbacks up is not to complain but to warn those of you who are on the path to achieving and realizing your own dreams in your own lives. And that is a higher percentage of you than most of you realize.
Understand this current "generation" of "others" or "independent minded types" had to start from scratch to get where we are. There was no advice, there was no wisdom, there was no internet. We had to wake ourselves up, take our own red pill, with many of us not waking up until our 30's, 40's or 50's. But with the internet and the plethora of websites out there speaking these derived truths and provide such advice, the "next generation" will be able to benefit from our experiences. And the whole concept of wisdom is to help the younger generations by passing on our knowledge so that you may have BETTER lives than us.
This means many of you will be reaching your goals and realizing your dreams ever earlier on than we did. And while you may think this is great (and it certainly is) us "elders" or "older brother types" who are down the path further than you, would do you no service in not warning you about the drawbacks that await.
So in short, consider multiple dreams and goals you wish to achieve because if you take our advice you will have enough time in life to realize more than one. And you're going to need them to maintain your sanity and intellect. Also I strongly recommend appreciating your fellow human being and developing an interest in intellectual thought and good conversation with your fellow man. I delve into more detail here, but it is not through peaks of mountains, riches, or a high notch count that happiness lies. It is your fellow man. Finally, do not be so stupid as to shoot yourself in the foot by making foolish mistakes. i.e.-getting somebody/yourself pregnant, majoring in a stupid subject, going into debt for material things, etc. None of your dreams can be accomplished if you've crippled yourself with stupidity.
Touche witty friends of Cappy, touche.
However, a slight spin on that question has a lesson for all of us and one I'd like to share:
"What would you do if you realized your dreams?"
Very rarely do people realize their dreams. And the reason is simple - society is predisposed to ensure you don't.
I don't mean this in a "conspiratorial" sense, that there is some sentient, organized effort to prevent you from realizing your dreams, but that society is structured and organized to take advantage, live off of, and parasite off of its precious youth.
Chances are if you were born after 1960 your parents wanted you because THEY wanted a child. Whether they could AFFORD children, whether they SHOULD have children, and whether they had the adult capacity to raise children be damned. They wanted a child like a soccer mom wants an SUV. And thus your upbringing was already impaired from the get go because you were an "object" or a "thing" in the eyes of your parents, not another human being.
After that you were pretty much a pawn for the state via the state education system. Your parents, too "busy" to rear you yourself, were thankful that at the age of 5 you could
Global warming
Ozone Layer
Recycle
Give money to poor disadvantaged people in third world countries
You're privileged
Vote democrat
Go to college at all costs
and other things that were neither educational, nor helpful.
You then went to college, because you were told to, incurred a ton of debt, and then started a career where at any moment you could be fired for the most made-up-of reasons and were strongly encouraged to donate money to your 401k plan, which would be confiscated or haircuted anyway.
In short, your dreams of what you wanted to do as a child never really stood much of a chance. Because from the day you were conceived (not born) society already had your time booked to be slaved away to serve it and not you. Those dreams were merely a fake incentive to get you to work for them. And, for most people, they succumbed to the matrix, they obeyed, they "did what they were told" and now are suffering a mortgage they can't afford, persistent student loans, a spouse that hates them, children they really shouldn't have had, a car payment, parents who refused to sock away for retirement, and a boss that owns them because they are by-proxy-enslaved via debt.
But then there are the "others."
"Others?" You ask.
Yes, "the others."
The men and women who got sent to the principle's office often. The boys and girls who could stump their teacher in the 3rd grade with...well...3rd grade logic. The young 20 somethings who knew something was wrong, couldn't put their finger on it, but via the internet, compared notes, removed the wool from their eyes and realized just what a scam society had in store for them.
We call these people "independent minded."
Most of us fall into this category. We didn't fit in, we refused to obey, and we knew something was amiss, but society kept on telling us we were flawed, erroneous and just plain wrong. Our audacity and personalities would not accept it and we stuck to our guns. We decided we didn't have to obey what society told us. We decided we were going to get a bang for our finite live's buck. We were going to drive our lives to the limit and do what we god damned pleased with it - consequences and society's desires be damned.
And thus you have a new breed of westerners and independent thinkers. Young men (and women) who refused to go with the matrix and are truly independent people.
There are of course, benefits.
We don't fall for the college/education scam. We do not waste our best years laboring away for an opportunistic employer. We don't have enough assets to be confiscated in a 401k or IRA. We don't have debts we can't afford. We don't have kids we can't afford. And by merely identifying and side-stepping the slave-trap society had laid out for us, we're living lives that are arguably the freest in human history.
I just went to Alaska and back on a motorcycle at a whim. Danny is going to live in a trailer in Louisiana, spending time with his nephew, and retire at 40. Matt hitch hiked across America. Roosh is gallivanting around the globe chasing girls and getting paid for it. Davis and Silvio wrote two great books. And scores of you are starting your own business or going on your own adventure. We could go on, but in general, adherents of this new independent line of thinking are capitalizing on the one finite lives they've been given and are thusly living better lives the the average sheeple.
Just one problem.
When I say we are living lives that are arguably the freest in human history, I'm not joking. We really are. But who else has gone down this path? Who else have lived such free lives? Has anyone gone down this rabbit hole before? Has any one tread this path in the past?
While there certainly have been independent minded people in the past, they are so rare and so uncommon their experiences are either unavailable for public consumption or have been lost to history. Their philosophies, observations and epiphanies were considered "obscure" or "outliers" and thus never made it into the realm of "common sense" or "general wisdom." And with this lost, or perhaps, never recorded knowledge, we are going into uncharted territory. And as with every trip into the unknown there are always unforeseen costs, consequences and drawbacks.
It is here a sad irony unfolds.
To the outside observer, stuck at their wage slave job, and boring mundane lives, all the see is the positives. Gallivanting around the world, climbing mountains, leaving at a whim, never worrying about money, answering to no one. Their entire lives they have been told (and truthfully so) that this is the "dream" and when you achieve it all will be well. There will be no more problems and you will be happy. But what they don't see is the unforeseen costs and consequences to "living the dream" and living such independent lives. Costs and consequences that are all too real and hidden/overshadowed by the blinding benefits.
First is the issue of peerlessness. I say this not to brag, and I need you to understand that. I am NOT bragging. I am telling you the truth to make a point and to help you in the future. But this past summer I took two vacations. The first one was 2 weeks in the Black Hills and Badlands of South Dakota with my motorcycle. I drove all over the place, hiked all over the place, smoked cigars and gambled in Deadwood. I experienced something most motorcyclists across the world can only dream of experiencing. The second one trumped even that. I drove to Alaska and back. I saw mountains that put the Black Hills to shame and am one of the very few to claim they drove to Alaska on a bike.
I was miserable about half the time on both trips.
Why?
Because after you gun through the Needles Highway on a crotch rocket or make it to Hyder, Alaska or summit Harney Peak or hike in Banff, and the adrenaline wears off, you are once again alone because nobody can just take 4 weeks off on a whim. There is nobody to share the experience with, not because you don't have friends, but because you are so far to the right of the mean nobody can keep up. Either because they don't have the money, they don't have the time, they don't have the physique, or (more commonly) they don't have the interest.
Roosh is another example. You may disagree with his life choice, but again, to the outside 20 something male observer, Roosh is living the dream. He flies around the world, makes money on writing books about how to seduce women in different countries, and that's his job. But at the end of the day, how many people can Roosh associate with? Who can he compare notes with? Not only is he peerless in that nobody else in the world is doing what he does, but in traveling so extensively, he rarely is in a country where people speak English, pushing him further to the right of the bell curve into further isolation. It isn't until he returns home does he have his peer group surrounding him again.
Whatever it is and whatever your dream may be, realize if you realize it, it will be YOUR dream. And in it being "your dream" it will be so specific and unique to you that by default you will not have any peers.
Second is decreasing novelty.
Imagine if your palate would became inured to new foods the moment you tasted it. You would have to keep pushing the edge getting newer, spicier, and more obscure foods. You'd try one food, and then would become bored with it, forcing you on this spiral to constantly be trying to find new foods. Yes you could eat to merely survive, but you will never experience that "first taste" ever again until you find something bigger, better, and newer.
Your brain is the same way.
Once you achieve your dream, you will become inured to it. My childhood dream was to climb mountains. My first real mountain was Flinch Peak in Glacier National Park. It was amazing. Then I did Hallet's Peak, Laramie Peak, Deseret Peak, Lake Angeline, and more and more and more until one day, half way up a new mountain, I couldn't go on. Not out of physical weakness, but no desire. It would be just another peak. I would be up there by myself. The view could have very well been as spectacular as when I first summited Flinch Peak, but it would be nowhere near as impressive. It would just be more rocks, dirt and snow.
In short, because society enslaves you and prevents you from ever realizing your dreams, you think when you inevitably realize them you will be engaged and stimulated for the rest of your life.
The truth is you will tire of it in about 2-3 years and need to find a new source of inspiration. You will also wonder if the new "dream" will be the same, and you will then finally realize there is no "final solution" to happiness. Like a shark, you will need to keep swimming, keep going, keep trying or else you will become inured to life.
Now, I paint a very dark and depressing picture. And I know, I know, crocodile tears and world's smallest violin.
Would I EVER want to go back to a bank or a corporate gig? Would I or any of the other independent minded types who are pushing the frontiers of independence EVER go back to regular lives?
Absolutely not. We KNOW and APPRECIATE what we have.
But the reason I bring these drawbacks up is not to complain but to warn those of you who are on the path to achieving and realizing your own dreams in your own lives. And that is a higher percentage of you than most of you realize.
Understand this current "generation" of "others" or "independent minded types" had to start from scratch to get where we are. There was no advice, there was no wisdom, there was no internet. We had to wake ourselves up, take our own red pill, with many of us not waking up until our 30's, 40's or 50's. But with the internet and the plethora of websites out there speaking these derived truths and provide such advice, the "next generation" will be able to benefit from our experiences. And the whole concept of wisdom is to help the younger generations by passing on our knowledge so that you may have BETTER lives than us.
This means many of you will be reaching your goals and realizing your dreams ever earlier on than we did. And while you may think this is great (and it certainly is) us "elders" or "older brother types" who are down the path further than you, would do you no service in not warning you about the drawbacks that await.
So in short, consider multiple dreams and goals you wish to achieve because if you take our advice you will have enough time in life to realize more than one. And you're going to need them to maintain your sanity and intellect. Also I strongly recommend appreciating your fellow human being and developing an interest in intellectual thought and good conversation with your fellow man. I delve into more detail here, but it is not through peaks of mountains, riches, or a high notch count that happiness lies. It is your fellow man. Finally, do not be so stupid as to shoot yourself in the foot by making foolish mistakes. i.e.-getting somebody/yourself pregnant, majoring in a stupid subject, going into debt for material things, etc. None of your dreams can be accomplished if you've crippled yourself with stupidity.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Empirical Proof of the Married Beta Male Slave
Dalrock does some outstanding economic research and pulls some earnings data for different groups of men/women and married/single.
The two trends that are apparent in his chartage is:
1. Single men are increasingly earning less
2. Married men are always making more
Why?
Because single men can and married men have to.
Single men are like the Priuses of the courting world. We can get by on very little fuel. We don't need a ton of money and with the varying economic, political, and socioloigical factors making hard work, production, and a career distasteful, if not outright impossible. Fire up the X-Box and get another bottle of scotch.
But the married men, my goodness, the solid, reliable stalwarts of the labor market. Hell or high water they will work their assess off and buck for that promotion.
Why?
Again, while there is certainly the factor they are being noble and providing for their children and families, I contend it's because they have to. They do not have the option to tell their manipulative, psychopath of a boss to shove it. They do not have the option to stand up for themselves and their self-respect. They have a mortgage, kids to feed, a wife to subsidize, a car payment, student loans (both the parents and the children) and credit cards. They are OWNED by the company via debts that aren't even theirs.
Again, I am not criticizing good fathers and husbands. Many of you who read this are out there and don't let your finances/wife/children get to the point you are living paycheck to paycheck and must suffer the sadism of employers. But for the remaining, I'd estimate, 80% of married men out there, I would love to say "Enjoy the Decline," but I can't because it's impossible for you to. Your life has been cast. And it is one of slavery.
The two trends that are apparent in his chartage is:
1. Single men are increasingly earning less
2. Married men are always making more
Why?
Because single men can and married men have to.
Single men are like the Priuses of the courting world. We can get by on very little fuel. We don't need a ton of money and with the varying economic, political, and socioloigical factors making hard work, production, and a career distasteful, if not outright impossible. Fire up the X-Box and get another bottle of scotch.
But the married men, my goodness, the solid, reliable stalwarts of the labor market. Hell or high water they will work their assess off and buck for that promotion.
Why?
Again, while there is certainly the factor they are being noble and providing for their children and families, I contend it's because they have to. They do not have the option to tell their manipulative, psychopath of a boss to shove it. They do not have the option to stand up for themselves and their self-respect. They have a mortgage, kids to feed, a wife to subsidize, a car payment, student loans (both the parents and the children) and credit cards. They are OWNED by the company via debts that aren't even theirs.
Again, I am not criticizing good fathers and husbands. Many of you who read this are out there and don't let your finances/wife/children get to the point you are living paycheck to paycheck and must suffer the sadism of employers. But for the remaining, I'd estimate, 80% of married men out there, I would love to say "Enjoy the Decline," but I can't because it's impossible for you to. Your life has been cast. And it is one of slavery.
Monday, July 29, 2013
The Benefits of a Truly Free Mind
A mandatory speech for people looking for guidance and wisdom on how to lead and live life.
You may also download the audio here in the case you don't want to sit in front of a computer screen for 30 minutes.
You may also download the audio here in the case you don't want to sit in front of a computer screen for 30 minutes.
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Most Small Business Owners are Dumb as Hell
I love how politicians only champion "small businesses." "Big business" is bad, but "small businesses" are good.
Never mind that big businesses account for the majority of employment.
And never mind small businesses,when successful, become big.
Nope, small business = good.
Big business = bad.
Just one problem.
The vast, and I mean like 93% vast, majority of small business owners are dumber than hell.
They are incompetent. They have no business acumen. And they consequently fail the vast majority of the time.
The reasons are many.
Most small business owners are naive and start things they think will be "fun." There was no limit to the number of sports bars, trinket shops, horse hobby farms, music studios, and restaurants I had to deal with working as a credit analyst. NONE of them were profitable. NONE of them were feasible. It was just some moron who foolishly cashed in their 401k to "pursue a dream" and start a company they thought would be fun. Of course "fun" things are usually oversupplied to the market and the profit margins just aren't there.
Another reason for the spectacular failure of small businesses is their owners truly and honestly believe accounting is optional. THat's the "hard stuff" and they literally have no idea how much they're making or losing. All one has to do is watch Restaurant IMpossible where the host invariably asks the bloated sows about their "P&L" and they don't even know what that is. Again, these are lazy, dumb people who started the business for "fun." Not profit. And since accounting isn't "fun" they don't do it.
Finally, a disproportionate number of "small businesses" are really just contractors who claim theyr'e running a business. You know, the guy with the truck who bought a magnet to put on it "Joe's Master Paving" but couldn't tell you what "LLC" stands for or where the secretary of state is to register such a thing. They are basically playing make-believe-businessman. They get cards, they get signs, they get everything that is glamorous and ritzy, but not the basic things like setting up a company or getting insurance.
Normally I would like to submit a solution. Like "hey, if you're a dumbass, don't start a restaurant." Or "hey, if you're a politician, the LAST group of people you should be championing for saving the US economy is small business owners." But I don't care anymore. Not because I'm enjoying the decline, but because the entire small business world, even the entire US economy, is more focused on feeling good and avoiding real work than working hard and making a profit. And no amount of logic, reasoning, lecturing or facts from me are going to wake these people up out of their trance.
The only thing will be when the Chinese and Japanese turn off the credit line and there's no more money to be lent out to sports bars, hair salon, or horse hobby farms.
Enjoy the decline!
Never mind that big businesses account for the majority of employment.
And never mind small businesses,when successful, become big.
Nope, small business = good.
Big business = bad.
Just one problem.
The vast, and I mean like 93% vast, majority of small business owners are dumber than hell.
They are incompetent. They have no business acumen. And they consequently fail the vast majority of the time.
The reasons are many.
Most small business owners are naive and start things they think will be "fun." There was no limit to the number of sports bars, trinket shops, horse hobby farms, music studios, and restaurants I had to deal with working as a credit analyst. NONE of them were profitable. NONE of them were feasible. It was just some moron who foolishly cashed in their 401k to "pursue a dream" and start a company they thought would be fun. Of course "fun" things are usually oversupplied to the market and the profit margins just aren't there.
Another reason for the spectacular failure of small businesses is their owners truly and honestly believe accounting is optional. THat's the "hard stuff" and they literally have no idea how much they're making or losing. All one has to do is watch Restaurant IMpossible where the host invariably asks the bloated sows about their "P&L" and they don't even know what that is. Again, these are lazy, dumb people who started the business for "fun." Not profit. And since accounting isn't "fun" they don't do it.
Finally, a disproportionate number of "small businesses" are really just contractors who claim theyr'e running a business. You know, the guy with the truck who bought a magnet to put on it "Joe's Master Paving" but couldn't tell you what "LLC" stands for or where the secretary of state is to register such a thing. They are basically playing make-believe-businessman. They get cards, they get signs, they get everything that is glamorous and ritzy, but not the basic things like setting up a company or getting insurance.
Normally I would like to submit a solution. Like "hey, if you're a dumbass, don't start a restaurant." Or "hey, if you're a politician, the LAST group of people you should be championing for saving the US economy is small business owners." But I don't care anymore. Not because I'm enjoying the decline, but because the entire small business world, even the entire US economy, is more focused on feeling good and avoiding real work than working hard and making a profit. And no amount of logic, reasoning, lecturing or facts from me are going to wake these people up out of their trance.
The only thing will be when the Chinese and Japanese turn off the credit line and there's no more money to be lent out to sports bars, hair salon, or horse hobby farms.
Enjoy the decline!
Friday, July 26, 2013
Don't Let Women Land You In Jail
She was screaming at the top of her lungs on I-35W southbound right at the intersection where I-94 intersected.
It was rush hour.
I had to make a move to make my exit to westbound 94. I needed the entirety of my mental capacity and senses.
But she was so fanatical it impaired my ability to drive to the point it now was a serious threat to my safety which resulted in the only time in my life I made a physical threat to a woman.
"I will fucking beat the fucking shit out if you don't shut the fuck up right fucking now!"
I said it with more emphasis, sincerity and anger than what Blogger text formatting will allow, so please do believe me that I was a micrometer from punching this veritable child into a bloody pulp. It was that bad, it was that serious, and I was that close from pulling over and just beating the ever living hell out of a Californian suburbanite princess.
But appreciate that statement.
I REALLY WAS a micrometer from beating the hell out of her.
I REALLY WAS so angry I would have not relented.
And had I just a mere brain cell or life-experience less or two, I would have followed through with that threat. She'd be on the side of 35W, a twitching soon-to-be-quadriplegic corpse as I drove off happy to be rid of her.
Now ask yourself the question - what would the consequences have been?
Well, the consequences are quite obvious.
I would have been in jail and this vile woman would have been scot-free (albeit "twitchy").
Another interesting anecdote, and not unrelated either, she married a guy I knew and liked. And while I feel sorry for him, he is the first guy to ever invite me to a party where I saw lines of cocaine lined up. And while I had quite an amiable relationship with his young fellow, I can only imagine what would have happened had the cops busted down the door when everybody was snorting coke.
Now I could go on.
The time I sucker punched (unjustifiably so) a guy who took my gas station spot.
The time I taunted a guy at a bar for collecting welfare and living off of his dad for tuition.
The time I told a rowdy and drunk cowboy that the girl who was hitting on me wasn't his woman and I'd take her home if I damn well pleased.
There are many instances.
But every instance was a RAZOR SHARP instance and pure dumb luck that the dice didn't roll the other way, with me landing in jail with a criminal record, vs. the other way where I luckily find myself now. And I say that with the most sincerity. I should have a criminal record, but it was only by pure dumb luck I don't.
So you young men listen to my following wisdom.
1. No girl is worth getting into legal trouble for. I don't care what it takes to override your biological, Darwinistic predisposition, you NEED to learn to control your emotions when it comes to women. This is the NUMBER ONE thing your brain is wired to vehemently react to. You must learn to IDENTIFY IT and CONTROL it.
You find your girl sleeping with another man in your own bed. You have a pistol on your person. You MUST learn not to shoot the man in bed with your girl. Because NOTHING good will come of you killing that man.
The (again, I use it rarely, but accurately) cunt is SCREAMING at the top of her lungs for some unjustifiable reason or another while you're driving on the interstate. Do you pull over and beat the hell out of her, or do you take a deep breath, think things through, and in a very zen like fashion ignore her decibels, drive her home, drop her off, and never see her again as you pursue your own life? Again, what are the consequences to succumbing to your darwinistic desires to pull over and beat her?
Jail.
Whatever the instance, you must have the adult, TRUE MAN, maturity to dismiss and ignore such drama and antics, side step such traps, and ensure you remain a free man, outside of the prison system so you can enjoy the finite life you've been graced with.
2. Simply do not associate with even QUESTIONABLE people.
I really don't believe that most people in jail are there because they were hardened criminals. I believe many of them are there because they were innocent bystanders. They had a tacit interest, their friend was being assaulted, their girlfriend needed her "honor" defended, whatever, they were the wrong man at the wrong place at the wrong time.
The key is to avoid such "wrong people" and such "wrong situations" from the get go.
When it comes to the point cocaine lines are starting to show, you go.
When the jealous lawyer who is married (true story) starts to wine and dine your girl, you go.
When your friend needs you to lie for him to provide an alibi you go.
Your life is not meant to be wasted away in a 6 x 7 cell because you were hanging out with the wrong people, so just make sure you don't even associate with such people.
The larger point is that if you look at most people with criminal records or who end up in jail unjustifiably so, they all have one thing in common - they didn't have the good sense or self-respect to say, "You know what, these people I'm hanging out with are bad news. And even though I'm a good guy/gal, their activities could get me in trouble. Be it by association, drama, jealousy, rage, or foolish antics, it isn't worth it."
You need to learn to walk away and never associate yourself with such people in that it only will increase your chance of having a criminal record.
It was rush hour.
I had to make a move to make my exit to westbound 94. I needed the entirety of my mental capacity and senses.
But she was so fanatical it impaired my ability to drive to the point it now was a serious threat to my safety which resulted in the only time in my life I made a physical threat to a woman.
"I will fucking beat the fucking shit out if you don't shut the fuck up right fucking now!"
I said it with more emphasis, sincerity and anger than what Blogger text formatting will allow, so please do believe me that I was a micrometer from punching this veritable child into a bloody pulp. It was that bad, it was that serious, and I was that close from pulling over and just beating the ever living hell out of a Californian suburbanite princess.
But appreciate that statement.
I REALLY WAS a micrometer from beating the hell out of her.
I REALLY WAS so angry I would have not relented.
And had I just a mere brain cell or life-experience less or two, I would have followed through with that threat. She'd be on the side of 35W, a twitching soon-to-be-quadriplegic corpse as I drove off happy to be rid of her.
Now ask yourself the question - what would the consequences have been?
Well, the consequences are quite obvious.
I would have been in jail and this vile woman would have been scot-free (albeit "twitchy").
Another interesting anecdote, and not unrelated either, she married a guy I knew and liked. And while I feel sorry for him, he is the first guy to ever invite me to a party where I saw lines of cocaine lined up. And while I had quite an amiable relationship with his young fellow, I can only imagine what would have happened had the cops busted down the door when everybody was snorting coke.
Now I could go on.
The time I sucker punched (unjustifiably so) a guy who took my gas station spot.
The time I taunted a guy at a bar for collecting welfare and living off of his dad for tuition.
The time I told a rowdy and drunk cowboy that the girl who was hitting on me wasn't his woman and I'd take her home if I damn well pleased.
There are many instances.
But every instance was a RAZOR SHARP instance and pure dumb luck that the dice didn't roll the other way, with me landing in jail with a criminal record, vs. the other way where I luckily find myself now. And I say that with the most sincerity. I should have a criminal record, but it was only by pure dumb luck I don't.
So you young men listen to my following wisdom.
1. No girl is worth getting into legal trouble for. I don't care what it takes to override your biological, Darwinistic predisposition, you NEED to learn to control your emotions when it comes to women. This is the NUMBER ONE thing your brain is wired to vehemently react to. You must learn to IDENTIFY IT and CONTROL it.
You find your girl sleeping with another man in your own bed. You have a pistol on your person. You MUST learn not to shoot the man in bed with your girl. Because NOTHING good will come of you killing that man.
The (again, I use it rarely, but accurately) cunt is SCREAMING at the top of her lungs for some unjustifiable reason or another while you're driving on the interstate. Do you pull over and beat the hell out of her, or do you take a deep breath, think things through, and in a very zen like fashion ignore her decibels, drive her home, drop her off, and never see her again as you pursue your own life? Again, what are the consequences to succumbing to your darwinistic desires to pull over and beat her?
Jail.
Whatever the instance, you must have the adult, TRUE MAN, maturity to dismiss and ignore such drama and antics, side step such traps, and ensure you remain a free man, outside of the prison system so you can enjoy the finite life you've been graced with.
2. Simply do not associate with even QUESTIONABLE people.
I really don't believe that most people in jail are there because they were hardened criminals. I believe many of them are there because they were innocent bystanders. They had a tacit interest, their friend was being assaulted, their girlfriend needed her "honor" defended, whatever, they were the wrong man at the wrong place at the wrong time.
The key is to avoid such "wrong people" and such "wrong situations" from the get go.
When it comes to the point cocaine lines are starting to show, you go.
When the jealous lawyer who is married (true story) starts to wine and dine your girl, you go.
When your friend needs you to lie for him to provide an alibi you go.
Your life is not meant to be wasted away in a 6 x 7 cell because you were hanging out with the wrong people, so just make sure you don't even associate with such people.
The larger point is that if you look at most people with criminal records or who end up in jail unjustifiably so, they all have one thing in common - they didn't have the good sense or self-respect to say, "You know what, these people I'm hanging out with are bad news. And even though I'm a good guy/gal, their activities could get me in trouble. Be it by association, drama, jealousy, rage, or foolish antics, it isn't worth it."
You need to learn to walk away and never associate yourself with such people in that it only will increase your chance of having a criminal record.
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