Eight months ago, Richard Spencer blocked me from joining his new siteAltRight.com—over the expressed wishes of his partner, Daniel Friberg, as well as everyone else involved with the site—for reasons so insanely petty and small I won’t repeat them here. He did this despite the fact that I was by far the most popular writer for Right On, one of AltRight.com’s predecessor sites, and despite the fact that I stood by him during the Heilgate fiasco when Mike Cernovich was accusing him of being a fed, even though I’ve always been closer to Cernovich than to Spencer.
Thanks, Dick. You didn’t know it then, but you did me a favor. Now I don’t need to wash your retarded stink off of me.
Like Chicago, Charlottesville is a Democratic-run city in a Democratic-run state. Did you think that the left was suddenly going to start playing fair?
Now the alt-right is being physically removed from the Internet itself, and all Spencer and his clique can do is point fingers. American Renaissance and VDARE, despite not participating in Unite the Right, have been banned from PayPal, cutting them off from their primary source of funding. The Alternative Right site run by Colin Liddell and Andy Nowicki was banned from Blogger. The Daily Stormer has gotten it worst of all: they’ve been run off the Internet and onto the deep web, thanks to every domain registrar and whatnot trying their damndest to unperson Andrew Anglin.
And for what? So a few hundred dorks in Kmart golf shirts could wander around a college campus whinnying about how “you will not replace us,” a slogan that sounds exactly like Shia LaBeouf’s “He Will Not Divide Us” (and had roughly the same effect on the general public). It’s a slogan so bad that the left was able to cuck the alt-right out of it almost immediately.
I’m pretty sure the only reason they didn’t call themselves the “resistance” is because the left beat them to it.
Forget Spencer dipping into his trust fund to pay for Baked Alaska’s medical bills or Christopher Cantwell’s legal fees: has he, Kessler, or anyone else even tendered an apology or a note of sympathy to the countless lives that were ruined by Unite the Right? “But it’s not my fault the antifas attacked us or the police helped them!” No, but as a leader, you’re responsible for whatever happens to your followers. The buck stops with you.
They trusted you, and you betrayed that trust.
I’m not holding my breath waiting for Richard Spencer to man up, because none of this will ever affect him in any substantive fashion. While it’s true that NPI and Radix have been shut down by the purge and Spencer banned from PayPal, so long as he has access to Daddy’s credit line, he’ll be sitting pretty. He could quit the movement tomorrow and go back to skiing in Montana and his life would be completely unaffected. He’s like Tucker Max, the narcissistic ex-player who was able to crash cars into storefronts, get arrested for attacking cops, and screw up over and over again because his daddy would bail him out whenever he got in over his head.
I warned you over a year ago, when the alt-right decided to team up with antifas and feminists to stalk and harass Roosh V during the International Meetup Day fiasco, smearing him as a “rapist,” solely out of envy that he was sleeping with the white women they wished they could sleep with. I got dogpiled for that, because the idea that I would defend a personal friend against false accusations was apparently puzzling to some people.
I warned you that turning a blind eye to homosexuals such as Grindr Greg Johnson would be a disaster, because homosexuality is an abomination and sodomites are mental defectives inherently drawn to death and self-destruction. The homo infiltration has only gotten worse since then: for example, TheBigKK, one of Richard Spencer’s most trusted lieutenants and the admin of the AltRight.com Discord server, is a Satanist furry dating a female-to-male transsexual.
I warned you that thanks to sites like The Right Stuff,the alt-right was increasingly being dominated by socially retarded millennials, their brains fried by social media use during their formative years, making them incapable of thinking in anything other than memes and thought-terminating cliches. For crying out loud, they unironically worship a cartoon frog. James Alex Fields, Jr., the Nazi LARPer weirdo who killed a woman at Charlottesville, is a perfect example of their breed.
Not only was the alt-right’s leadership failing to provide these young men with masculine guidance, as the “Third Jimpact” showed, they were actively taking advantage of their naivete and feeding their worst traits.
I warned you that putting morons like the fat, bumbling coward Mike Enoch in leadership positions would end badly for you. Remember when Enoch was exposed as having a Jewish wife and his immediate response was to not only straight-up lie about it, but to enlist fake news media site Salon’s help in throwing his audience under the bus by smearing them as “neo-Nazis?”
Never underestimate the masochism of a cultist, even when his self-appointed swami tries to betray him to save his own skin.
I warned you, and you didn’t listen.
You responded by calling me a “cuck” or claiming that I was “blackpilled”: how dare I interrupt the cult’s groupthink!
You accused me of “punching right,” even though I’ve never criticized anyone for being more right-wing than me: I’ve criticized them for their conduct, behavior, and lack of honor.
You tried to push aside my arguments by calling me “fat” or bringing up the fact that I’ve slept with Asian women, as if my weight or my past actions have any bearing on the truth of my words.
You tried to attack me for withdrawing from an altercation with antifas in Cleveland during the RNC to avoid getting gang-stomped, yet none of you keyboard warriors would dare make fun of your dear leader Richard Spencer for getting his shit pushed in at the inauguration, then running away to fix his hair and cry.
The rest of the Internet didn’t have a problem making fun of Spencer. Memes of him getting his ass kicked are still being made by normies to this day.
Well, you were wrong and I was right.
And as you sit among the smoking ruins of the alt-right, shitting your pants over coming FBI investigations and trying to rationalize that no, you haven’t screwed yourselves beyond all hope of recovery, I’m laughing at you.
Oh, you think President Trump is on your side because he condemned the “alt-left” at one of his pressers? Listen closely to what he said, idiots. He equivocated both the alt-left and the alt-right, because he’s priming the population to reject both groups so he can purge them.
The alt-right was never important or significant. The only reason it seemed like a big deal was because they targeted left-wingers in the media and cuckservatives, and because both groups a) hold the media microphone and b) are easily triggered, they gave the alt-right more attention than they deserved. Hillary Clinton’s speech attacking the alt-right was likely almost entirely motivated by the fact that her easily butthurt millennial staffers were sick of getting trolled by Pepe the Frog avatars on Twitter.
The majority of the working-class whites who voted Trump into power and Brexit into law have never heard of the alt-right, and the more they learn about them, the more repulsive they find them.
The people I grew up with—working-class, Trump-supporting, church-going nationalists from the Rust Belt, i.e. the kind of whites who should be attracted to the alt-right—think Richard Spencer is a homosexual, assuming they even know who he is. They will never follow him or anyone from his cohort, because they see the alt-right as a weird subculture of degenerate urbanites and suburbanites obsessed with gay whoosh haircuts, gay dance music, and nattering on about nonsense terms like “fashy” or “white sharia” all day long without realizing how nuts they look to everyone outside of their social circles.
Nationalism will win: that I am assured of. The alt-right has become a hindrance to nationalism, and that’s why it’s getting flushed down the toilet.
The reason why President Trump hasn’t lifted a finger to support the alt-right, despite your support for him and all the physical and online attacks you’ve suffered since he took office, is because he wants you gone just as much as the left does. You were only useful to him during the election, because you were attacking his enemies; now that he’s in control, he’ll gladly ignore you as you get steadily no-platformed and unpersoned. And if you’re dumb enough to think Trump is /yourguy/ after his condemnation of the “alt-left,” he’ll curb-stomp you the next time you try something like Charlottesville.
You were never part of his vision for the U.S., and now you’re finding that out the hard way.
I disassociated from the alt-right two months ago, and I’m glad I did. I’m walking away from the political battlefield because none of the combatants deserve to win. If my choices are groups like the alt-right, the alt-lite, and the left, then I choose None of the Above. Maybe after they’re done with their little slapfights, they’ll be something worth finding in the ruins.
I’m not the only one who sees this. In the wake of Charlottesville, smart, sober commentators like my friend Ryan Landry and Paul Kersey of Stuff Black People Don’t Like are diving for the exits. As people like them vacate the premises and the retards hijack the short bus, the alt-right will speed faster and faster towards oblivion.
Several hours ago, the Anti-Defamation League published a report titled “From Alt Right to Alt Lite: Naming the Hate,” which named me as one of the major figures of the alt-right, which they libeled as a “white supremacist” movement. Many friends and associates of mine, including my former Right On colleagues Daniel Friberg and Jason Reza Jorjani, Mike Cernovich, Colin Liddell, Matthew Heimbach and others were also named in the piece.
The ADL’s article isn’t simply a threat to my life and the lives of everyone on it (as it singles us out for violence from left-wing terrorists): their blurb on me is libelous and defamatory, accusing me of being a Holocaust denier, among other things. I will refute their claims about me below.
1. I do not work for Red Ice.
While I have been a guest on Red Ice several times and am friends with Henrik Palmgren and Lana Lokteff, I have never worked for the network in any capacity. While I did partner with Red Ice to report on the Republican and Democratic National Conventions last year, I did so as a volunteer, paying for my expenses with my own funds and with donations from my readers. Red Ice assisted in promoting my fundraiser and in logistics, but did not pay me to report for them.
2. I am not a Holocaust denier.
The ADL’s article falsely attributes an interview from Red Ice, “Eric Hunt – The Shoah: The Biggest Hoax of the 20th Century?“, to me. This is how sloppy their “reporting” is: a simple Google search would have shown them that that podcast, which they call a “Holocaust denial screed,” was not done by me. Given that I live in Europe, where Holocaust denial is against the law in numerous countries, the accusation that I would engage in it isn’t just defamatory, it’s stupid.
3. I do not identify as alt-right.
Last month, I publicly announced that I was disassociating from the alt-right. I am not “disavowing” the alt-right, because I have many friends in it who are doing good work and because despite my criticisms of the movement, I recognize that globalism and the left are our ultimate enemies. I’ve simply chosen not to use the “alt-right” label to describe myself anymore. For the ADL to put me on a “Who’s Who” of the alt-right is insanely idiotic.
I may have grounds to sue the ADL for their false statements.
Not only has the ADL defamed me, by publishing this list, they’ve put the lives of everyone on it—as well as their loved ones—at risk. By singling us out with their libelous accusations of “white supremacy,” the ADL has made us into targets for left-wing violence.
The assassination attempt on Steve Scalise and other House Republicans by left-wing Bernie Sanders supporter James Hodgkinson last month, as well as the violent attacks on right-wingers and Trump supporters by antifas, show that leftists feel increasingly empowered to hurt and kill anyone they deem to be a “Nazi” or a “white supremacist.” While I currently live in Europe, my family has been targeted by antifa in the past, and could easily become a target again thanks to the ADL.
A close lawyer friend has told me that I have a case against the ADL. I am currently weighing my legal options and deciding how to proceed.
Train travel in Europe is usually pretty easy, and there’s no place where it’s easier than in Budapest, which is one of the hubs of Europe’s railway networks. That is, unless you’re going to Ukraine.
For some reason, train tickets between Hungary and Ukraine cannot be purchased online, either from MÁV or Ukrainian Railways. It gets even more confusing if you’re going anywhere other than Kiev. For example, there’s purportedly a direct train between Budapest and Lviv, but what neither MÁV or Ukrainian Railways will tell you is that it’s a sleeper train to Kiev that drops you off in Lviv in the middle of the night, and is overpriced to boot at around $65-70 one-way. There are no direct flights between the cities, so that’s not an option either.
There’s actually a train itinerary you can take from Budapest to Lviv (and vice versa) that costs half as much and gets you to your destination much faster. You also don’t have to sleep on the train. Locals in eastern Hungary and western Ukraine use this trick all the time. Here’s what you do.
Budapest to Lviv by Train
Purchase an online ticket from MÁV from Budapest-Keleti to Nyíregyháza, leaving at 9:30 and arriving at 12:29. Total cost for a second-class ticket (including the mandatory seat reservation): 5,020 Ft (about $18). First-class tickets are available from 6,010 Ft (about $22), and you can receive a three percent discount if you use e-ticketing instead of a printed ticket. Travel time is about three hours.
Purchase an online ticket from MÁV from Nyíregyháza to Záhony, leaving at 12:48 and arriving at 13:57. Total cost: 1,300 Ft (about $5). No mandatory seat reservations are required and there’s only one carriage class. Like with the Budapest to Nyíregyháza ticket, you’ll get a three percent discount if you use e-ticketing. Travel time is just over an hour.
Purchase a ticket from Záhony to Chop, leaving at 14:22 and arriving at 15:40. This must be done in person at the Záhony train station.Total cost: 715 Ft (about $3). MÁV accepts credit and debit cards, but bring some cash just in case (I don’t recall seeing an ATM at the Záhony station). Travel time is seventeen minutes (Ukraine is an hour ahead of Hungary).
Purchase an online ticket from Ukrainian Railways from Chop to Lviv, leaving at 17:00 and arriving at 22:24. Total cost for a second-class ticket (excluding bed linen and tea): 145.32 UAH (about $6). First-class tickets are also available from 350.45 UAH (about $13). Travel time is five-and-a-half hours.
As you can see, you can spend as little as $36 getting from Budapest to Lviv, and if you prefer to ride first-class, you’ll still only pay $43, which is far less than the $65-70 that the “direct” train costs. You’ll also spend less time getting to Lviv (about nine-and-a-half hours), and you’ll get there with enough time to eat dinner, shower, and sleep in a nice, warm bed instead of some crappy Soviet-era sleeping car.
Lviv to Budapest by Train
Purchase an online ticket from Ukrainian Railways from Lviv to Chop, leaving at 10:10 and arriving at 15:23. Total cost for a second-class ticket (excluding bed linen and tea): 112 UAH (about $4). First-class tickets are also available from 262.41 UAH (about $10). Travel time is just over five hours.
Purchase a ticket from Chop to Záhony, leaving at 16:15 and arriving at 15:33. This must be done in person at the Chop train station. Total cost: 82.50 UAH (about $3). I have no idea if Ukrainian Railways accepts credit or debit cards and I didn’t see an ATM at the train station (there’s very little to see or do in Chop), so bring cash. Travel time is seventeen minutes.
Purchase an online ticket from MÁV from Záhony to Nyíregyháza, leaving at 16:03 and arriving at 17:12. Total cost: 1,300 Ft (about $5). No mandatory seat reservations are required and there’s only one carriage class. Per usual, you’ll get a three percent discount if you use e-ticketing. Travel time is just over an hour.
Purchase an online ticket from MÁV from Nyíregyháza to Budapest-Keleti, leaving at 17:26 and arriving at 20:30. Total cost for a second-class ticket (including the mandatory seat reservation): 5,020 Ft (about $18). First-class tickets are available from 6,010 Ft (about $22), and again, you can receive a three percent discount if you use e-ticketing. Travel time is about three hours.
Interestingly, going from Lviv to Budapest is slightly cheaper: you only need to pay a maximum of $34 for second-class carriage the whole way, or $40 for first-class carriage on the Lviv to Chop and Nyíregyháza to Budapest legs.
Other bits of advice if you’re planning to go between Budapest and Lviv:
Bring something to eat. There’s no refreshments on any of the trains and the only stops where you could possibly have enough time to get something are Chop and Záhony, neither of which have anything aside from vending machines (the cafe at the Záhony station has been closed every time I’ve been through there).
The Ukrainian Railways workers know zero English, so learn some Ukrainian or Russian before you go and/or have Google Translate on your phone ready.
The Záhony train station is the only one where bathrooms are free. Everywhere else, you have to pay.
I’m just going to cut to the chase: I am taking the majority of my books off sale at the end of this week. Because of this, the e-book editions of Confessions of an Online Hustler, Writing for Peanuts, Trolling for a Living, Life During Peacetime, and Big Lovin’ are now on sale for 75 percent off. That means that Confessions, ordinarily priced at $9.99, is now just $2.49, while the other four books are $0.75 each (down from the normal price of $2.99 each).
This sale does not cover my books Do the Philippines, The Hitchhiking Crash Course, and Three Years of Hate, which will remain on sale for the foreseeable future.
The catch is that this sale is only available through my online bookstore, MattForneyBooks.com. This deal ends on Sunday, July 2 at midnight EST, which is also when the aforementioned titles will be removed from sale forever. Buy them now or forever hold your peace. All of my e-book packages include ePub, mobi/Kindle and PDF formats. (You can also purchase my books via Amazon and other retailers; however, for various reasons, I cannot offer discounts on paperback copies or e-books purchased anywhere other than MattForneyBooks.com.)
Click here to order Confessions of an Online Hustler.
Click here to order Trolling for a Living: The Best of Matt Forney, Volume One.
Click here to order Do the Philippines (not on sale).
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Click here to order Three Years of Hate: The Very Best of In Mala Fide (not on sale).
In addition to my individual e-books being on sale, my combo packages are also 75 percent off. For example, you can buy Confessions of an Online Hustler and Writing for Peanuts together for just $2.99 (regular price $11.99).
Click here to order the Making Money Online Combo.
Finally, you can purchase the Complete Matt Forney Combo, which includes every book I’ve published to date. You get 1,188 pages of content for only $14.49, down from the regular price of $21.99 and a 50 percent discount compared to buying each book individually.
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So why I am I taking more than half of my books—including one of my oldest and most iconic titles, Confessions of an Online Hustler—off-sale?
In the case of Life During Peacetime and Big Lovin’, I believe they’re inferior and not up to my standards. In the latter’s case, I’m sick of people thinking that it’s a serious book, even when the product description repeatedly states that it’s a parody of both pick-up artist literature and the fat acceptance movement. Moreover, with both those groups having died on the vine since the book was published nearly four years, the joke isn’t relevant anymore.
In the case of Writing for Peanuts, it’s been years since I used Fiverr to make money, I have no idea how relevant the information in the book is anymore, and I don’t have the free time to find out.
In the case of Trolling for a Living, I’m planning on debuting a new best-of collection of my articles over the past five years very soon. I originally planned to release a best-of collection each year (hence why Trolling for a Living has “Vol. 1” in the title), but that quickly became unfeasible due to my workload.
Finally, in the case of Confessions of an Online Hustler, I no longer believe it is possible for people with un-PC opinions to make a guaranteed income off of their work.
Confessions was originally written between 2011 and 2013 (and updated in 2014) and was based on an entirely different set of economic circumstances in the U.S. and the West. Back then, the Amazon Kindle was still relatively new, YouTube was still something of a Wild West frontier, and most importantly, the leftist-controlled Big Tech companies that dominate online finance and social media largely left thought criminals alone.
To make matters worse, PayPal—one of the most important payment processors in the world—is now banning people like Roosh, Davis Aurini, and Hunter Wallace with no reasons given, cutting them off from fundraising and making money off of their legitimately published works.
Confessions of an Online Hustler is not a generic “make money online” book. I wrote it with a very specific audience in mind: the kinds of content creators that Big Tech is now viciously trying to no-platform. People with nonthreatening and safe opinions don’t need help to monetize their sites, for the same reason that they don’t need the First Amendment to protect their freedom of speech. Much in the same way that the right to free speech exists to protect minority opinions, Confessions was designed to help those with said opinions make a profit off them.
While it’s still possible to make money off of an online enterprise, anyone with opinions that are even remotely controversial is going to be looking at diminishing returns. Thanks to Google’s attacks on my site traffic, I had to do the unthinkable recently and get a day job.As a result, I can’t in good conscience sell a book that is full of advice that doesn’t work and that I can no longer implement myself.
I may revisit the topic of making money online in the future, but for now, I will be taking Confessions off sale and reorienting my blog and book writing in a far different direction.
Thanks to everyone who’s purchased my books over the years: you’ve made it possible for me to make a living telling the truth, even if doing so has become far more of a struggle then it used to be.
Unchecked homosexuality is the road to Sodom & Gomorrah. We don’t need the Bible to believe this is true anymore. Every single Western heterosexual man is about to encounter his own Lot moment when groups of gay men knock on his door demanding to “know” him. Lot’s offering of his daughters is not as bad as it first sounds because he knew those men wouldn’t touch that which is divinely and naturally ordained. Gays only wish to violate and desecrate everything that is holy and sacred, a truth even they will utter with pride and glee.
And by holy and sacred, I mean to desecrate and violate heterosexuality into oblivion.
This… is what many in the LGBTQ community think of our “choice” in sexual orientation.
It is not called a culture war for nothing. And the gays are taking no prisoners.
I wrote this after reading my first article by Milo Yiannopoulos titled “The Sexodus.” I quote and link to it below, words that got me absolutely seething with rage at the time. I have since become somewhat of a fan of Milo, but I still don’t believe he should be speaking for heterosexual men. The fact that he still is will vindicate every point I make in this post.
The style is more of a stream of consciousness rant than a tightly worded and edited essay. I think this style will resonate with a lot of heterosexual men because it is unfiltered, with no attempt to self-censor. This is what most heterosexual men think about homosexuality, and I suspect even the cucked liberals do too, if they could find an ear they could trust not to rat them out.
So without further ado, a letter to God from a heterosexual man.
Dear God,
I write today because I need someone I can talk to. I am a heterosexual man who absolutely loves your ultimate creation—woman—but something has seriously gone wrong with the fairer sex in the West. In regard to my own gender, well, when a gay man comes out fighting for male heterosexual rights, no matter what the plan may have initially been for humanity, the plan has officially gone FUBAR.
But then, that would be my naive and uninformed view of things. For I, clearly, have not your vision nor wisdom in order to understand just what the goal of the plan was in the first place.
I am writing to you today because I was chastised. Chastised by a gay man for not standing up for heterosexual men. I don’t believe he meant it as a chastisement, but it was. He is saying that heterosexual men should be doing more to stand up against the misandry and hate of feminism toward them in the West.
I wish to address this gay man. He won’t like my words, but then again, I am a man, a heterosexual one, and because my very existence is now offensive to Western society and culture, there is really nothing I can say or do that won’t offend everybody.
Naively, I was raised to believe a man was for a woman, and a woman a man.
As I grew up in the 80’s and 90’s, I was told this was a wrong and misguided view of the world. Told I say, because in hindsight, I was not allowed to think any differently if I wanted friends or employment. I was forced to accept this bullshit when I was naive and open to persuasion by those I thought were smarter than me, as they repeatedly reminded me that they were. I accepted the lies of feminism at face value. I was told that the archaic and patriarchally oppressive idea of the family, you know, husband and wife, father and mother, children and home… well… these were “oppressive.” Us heterosexual men were keeping women down, preventing their flowering by asking them to concentrate their natural gifts and talents toward caring and raising the future generation of mankind. See? I am still brainwashed to believe in gender roles, despite the years of re-education in right thinking.
What did I know? It sounded good to me. She works, I work, whatever. It will all work out in the end because I had no agenda against women. Why would I? I liked them, a lot!!!
Then, after breaking the patriarchally oppressive institution called marriage and getting the divorce rate to forever hover around 50 percent, the next wave of re-education for the stupid, oppressive and patriarchal heterosexual male began.
Gays.
You know… men who like to stick their cock up another man’s ass, his shit hole, his poop pipe, his crap dispenser?
Sorry. I apologize for the harsh language. I hope you will forgive me, but for some reason, this whole gay thing—even more than feminism—has really got me questioning what the fuck happened to your plan for Man.
Seriously… Andrew Dice Clay had a career speaking the truth about gay culture and lifestyle!!! People paid to hear this kind of truth spoken and they laughed at it. Laughed, as with all comedy, because the Dice Man was spitting kernels of truth in comedic prose: the gay lifestyle is fucked up.
And no, God, no one is going to shame me for saying that. All anyone who is curious about gay life and culture has to do is a little research. Heterosexuals have their kinks and quirks, but they are nothing, nothing, compared to the deviation and sheer fucked-up-edness of the LGBT community. You know it. I know it. But we are not allowed to say so anymore in the feminist liberal West.
Today? Fuck! My ass will be in jail and some queer checking it out before I could say, “What hate speech, your honor?”
This… this… is how far sodomy has come to be accepted in western culture. Getting fucked up the ass, gay or straight, is now all the rage on campus and amongst teen youth. You may have razed Sodom and Gomorrah to the ground in the past, but it has risen from the ashes (or is that asses?) to take over almost the entire world, and most assuredly, the Western world. The message I, as a heterosexual man, am being repeatedly told via every form of media propaganda possible is this: normal heterosexuality, a male for a female, is not normal, and we must all become (or at least try, you vanilla normies), accept and embrace freaks.
And boy… are we fucking freaky now!!!
Ummm…. I’m only here because I saw a video of markiplier (awesome and super hot youtuber) with his shirt off and this song was playing.
– YouTube Commentor Vanessa Zamora on George Michael’s FREEEK music video
Vanessa Zamora expresses… in a very typical, modest, understated and polite fashion… just about any heterosexual’s reaction to this video publicly. Privately? This… is what we are no longer allowed to say as Andrew Dice Clay so perfectly and artistically illustrates in the clip above.
That is some fucked up shit.
I mean really…
You gotta love George, he always knew how to sing about sex and human perversion in such shocking dirty and damn good ways :)
– Anushka Chandramani
I find it interesting, God, that the woman you created to be Man’s partner so he not be alone, if given the choice, will consistently choose instead to engage in and celebrate all manner of human sexual perversion with wild abandon, given the freedom to do so.
Human.
Sexual.
Perversion.
I am no judge.
Judgement, when it comes, or if it will come at all for those still in doubt, is not for me.
Gays, lesbians, transgenders, bisexuals, furries (I’ll explain that in a minute)…
I have come to know, not believe, that all of this sexual and human perversion comes from ignorance.
Ignorance… of the act of procreation. The act you sanctified for begetting the next generation of Man.
In pre-history, before the written word, your Word, by which Man began to teach himself that which he knew not…
Man lived under the goddess, a matriarchy. Paternity, fatherhood… what is that?
Sex… lust… carnal… unbridled… animal…
Was engaged in by one and only one law…
Do as though wilt.
But then, as now, this was usually only enjoyed by the elite. To whit…
It’s as if gays are the only men left prepared to fight masculinity’s corner.
Gay emancipation, of course, may not have been a uniformly good thing for women. Depending on whose figures you believe—and you’re wise not to take the claims of gay advocacy groups or gay magazines too seriously, for obvious reasons—somewhere between 1 per cent and 10 per cent of the adult male population is gay. (It’s probably a lot closer to 1 per cent.)
Just a few decades ago, many of those men—at the risk of stereotyping, the most sensitive, artistic, attractive and highest-earning men; that is, perfect husband material—would have got married, had a few kids and led a double life to pursue their forbidden urges. They wouldn’t have bothered their wives for sex and they would have made great fathers.
But now they’re settling down with men, in many cases not having children at all. In other words, a healthy chunk of the most desirable men—men who no doubt would have cooed along approvingly to feminist exhortations—are now off the market, leaving even fewer eligible men in the dating pool.
(As a side note, here’s an argument you won’t read elsewhere: gay men test significantly higher, on average, for IQ, and we know that IQ is at least partially genetically determined. Gays don’t reproduce as much now they don’t have to keep up the pretence of straight relationships. In fact, surveys say they barely reproduce at all.
Is it too much of a stretch to ask whether society’s newfound tolerance of homosexuals has made society… well, a bit more stupid? Granted, it sounds far-fetched. But while there’s no doubt that liberating gay men from the shame of their secret double lives has been a moral imperative, driven by compassion, no rapid social change comes without trade-offs.)
This… is the core of feminism. A narcissistic view that as a gender, as females, they are superior to men.
Then we have gay men who seem to also have the same view of themselves. The above has pretty much been my experience in meeting them. Gays believe they are the pinnacle of manhood and masculinity. They will never say it out loud, but they believe it. Even in this article, a good one I will admit in defence of the wrongs against heterosexual men by feminism, a gay man could not restrain himself from declaring the following:
He belongs to the one percent (and yes, all the current cultural connotations associated with that term).
Gay men are superior and the best life mates/partners for a heterosexual woman.
Gay men are intellectually superior in IQ to the heterosexual norm.
The lack of high IQ gay men not having children is, theoretically, dumbing down the human race and making society more stupid.
Only a gay man could come to such conclusions. For he, after all, is the centre of the universe. One look at gay culture screams one and only one conclusion: I am fabulous and the whole world should know it!!! Can I get snap?
Well, I might not be as smart as Milo, but I am smart enough to know you don’t put your cock up another man’s ass.
Or any ass for that matter. Shit comes out of there, for fuck’s sake!!!
And Milo wonders why heterosexual men don’t speak up?
Why the fuck should we? Why should I? Why am I writing about this damn shit?
Because that is what all of the above quoted words by Milo are: complete, total and utter shit.
I am not dismissing the spirit with which Milo writes. I am dismissing the attitude, the arrogance, the pride, as a gay man toward heterosexual men. Pride which, as a heterosexual man, I am no longer allowed to feel, let alone express.But I can’t say that now, God. No. They—liberals and feminists—call it hate speech. They say I have anger issues. It is a given I will be accused of being a closet homosexual.
This… this… is the world I now live in as a Son of Adam.
Gay men would love to believe heterosexual men will accept them into the club of Man: you know, the other 99 percent of us that for some reason have a natural sexual urge for female pussy, not male ass? I know the gay search for an amazing TOP in bed, Milo. Those pure, testosterone fueled, absolute masculine bodies and minds that bottoms (the majority of gay men in sexual position choice) are always lusting for, and lamenting in not finding, because so few gay men are actually Men!!!
Gays claim that heterosexual men wrongly fear they are all out to make them gay. Well, there is some truth in that fear because gays WANT masculine men. You can’t be gay as long as you desire pussy, so we need to do something about that, hmmmm? For all our pathetic sense of fashion, slovenly grooming, stunted intelligence and utter unsuitability to heterosexual women as marriage partners, as husbands and fathers…
Heterosexual men are pure masculinity.
And nothing is sexier that us heteros. We want pussy. Period. Not ass, and that is why gays are out to convert us all. Gay men would love nothing more than to turn every heterosexual man at least bi, so they could have access to the most prime male beefcake on the planet.
Nothing, nothing… is sacred to feminists and the gay agenda of turning the whole of humanity into sexual freeeks like them.
God, do you know how hard it was for me to not vomit during this scene?
I love Danial Craig. What he and the Bond team did to revive the series was phenomenal.
And by revive it, what do I mean?
They made Bond human.
They had Bond fall in love in the first of the series, Casino Royale, and by far the best of the three. To show that the armour of a man can be broken by a woman that truly demonstrates, by her words and actions, that she gives a shit about him. That he has someone he can talk to. To open up with. And par for the course, she uses him. The armour goes back on, never to come off again, now being the wiser to the nature of the female and becomes the Man every man wants to be in his dreams and fantasies.
But you know what all the talk of the relaunch of Bond was about, God?
I shit you not.
Gay men wondering if Bond swung both ways.
Remember those sexy blue trunks in the beach scene, Milo? Mmmmm hmmm… heterosexual beef that will forever be off limits to you!!!
You can forget the gay dream that ALL men must be SOMEWHAT inclined to swing. After all, you do, so it must be natural, right?
Buddy? It ain’t. It just fucking ain’t.
This being not just the feminist 21st century, but the gay 21st century as well, the liberal press was all a-flutter about how they could get a gay theme worked into a future Bond plot. You know, to “update” Bond with the times. The times of course being completely fucking gay!!!
So God, I had to sit through this shit… one of the LAST refuges of pure masculinity for heterosexual men in the film world that is true old school… and watch once again as a white, heterosexual male is made gay—or at least attempted—to prove to me—a heterosexual man—that I am simply persona non gratis.
Now that I think about it, God, there is a deeper gay subtext to this particular Bond series. That deep message is this:
Burned by a female?
Had your heart broken by a woman?
Go gay!!!
Once you go through the back door, you’ll never want to enter by the front again.
It’s not just video games and casual sex that young men are retreating into. They are also immersing themselves in fetishes that to their grandparents’ generation would resemble grounds for incarceration, and which drive them further away from the formerly fairer sex. Consider, for example, the example of furry culture and anthropomorphic animal sex fetishism, both of which are experiencing explosive growth, fuelled by the internet.
Jack Rivlin’s student newspaper The Tab, which we encountered in part one, has noticed the trend spreading on UK campuses. (It’s already rife throughout the US.) Other alternative sexual behaviours, including homosexuality and transgenderism, are more prevalent on campus now too.
“It’s eminently plausible that there are a greater number of people who identify as homosexual, bisexual or other sexualities who are happy to be labelled as such these days,” agrees Cambridge Union president Tim Squirrell, from whom we heard in part one, speaking about the students he sees passing through his Union. “I think we’re becoming more open and accepting of people who live different kinds of lifestyles and have different kinds of identities.”
What are you going to do when men forsake even men and take to animals instead?
Even if the furry craze of new-age sexuality is just make believe cosplay, it still has a very dark and disturbing message, as Milo is right to point out.
This is why I write you today, God.
I am not even remotely going to claim piety or pureness. You know my heart and my life better than anyone.
But where… where… can I go to be free to live as I believe Man should live?
To live a life of truth, beauty and justice? To desire women, hot beautiful women, and not be shamed for it? To not be constantly assaulted and told my heterosexual values about family and sexual morality are not just wrong, but hate crimes? To say in public what EVERY SINGLE SEXUAL HEALTH PROFESSIONAL will say to someone inquiring about anal sex: that it is the single most dangerous sex act that can lead to death (AIDS) and bowel difficulties for life that any human being can partake in for “pleasure?”
I have never met Milo. I am sure he is a good man. And I say “man” because he clearly is one and is not ashamed of it.
But he and I would never be close friends.
I have met a few gay men in my life. I have talked to them. It’s not easy coming out. Drugs. Alcoholism. The utter reckless and dangerous sexual adventurism by many when they first embrace who they are and some never mature out of it. Even today, in the gay 21st century, it is still a big deal to come out as being gay. Declaring to the world, your family and friends, that you want cock up your ass or to put yours in another man’s ass? It’s traumatizing and I don’t think gay men ever truly leave behind the struggle they have with their sexual life choice. Even if they come to accept it, and society comes to accept it, they will forever know the norm is to be heterosexual, and they don’t swing the normal way.
As Milo points out, these gay men, if given a free choice, also don’t want children, just like feminists. Where they would have married in the past and fathered kids to blend in, they now openly avoid children and live only for themselves. Is it any wonder feminists eventually came to embrace gays and promote their lifestyle?
Never mind the moral and ethical ease with which a gay man would marry a heterosexual woman and father children while leading a sexually dangerous and secret life as a gay man.
No… no children. Nothing but an obsessive obsession with your number one source of happiness – yourself (and male ass!!!! Be warned, clicking that link leads to chocolate!!!).
For in truth, Man does not have children for selfish reasons of ego. To propagate his line. To leave a personal legacy, although all of these aspects do come into play as a natural extension of being a father.
Men have children out of love and to be selfless.
Unconditional love.
Selfless giving.
This… is the heart of a heterosexual man’s soul.
Sounds a lot like you, eh God? Well, we humans down here don’t want any part of that anymore. Old school, they say. Oppressive, they say. Obsolete, they say.
No longer “normal,” they say.
Three minutes… forty-four seconds… of liberal feminism and the gay agenda telling me…
Heterosexual man? What’s that? Never heard of it. Does not exist.
We have children now for purely selfish reasons. To make money as a surrogate apparently, but for the most part, to blend in, to be accepted by those weird “normal” people, the mass heterosexual majority of fucking humanity, who keep going about living the “normal” way anyway, husband and wife, mother and father, despite the horrific chances of divorce for us heterosexual men in the West.
Sorry God. I might be rambling here now. The mind tends to become unhinged just a tad in isolation when you have no one you can talk to. Sure, there are men’s blogs out there now, but the majority of them are obsessed with either getting laid or raging about hypergamous gynocentric women and society. I still like girls—a lot—but there is no being with them anymore. So I fit into neither camp of the emerging Western man. I have never defined my masculinity by whether or not I am fucking a woman, so the PUA and game community is no place for me. The men fighting feminism? The MRAs and MGTOWs? Shit… who wants to be around such angry souls?
I appreciated Milo’s article. It articulated so much of what is happening in the world to punish heterosexual men by feminists, but it was clear from the tone of the article that while Milo laments the state of heterosexual man, really, he’s doing it for the girls who no longer have gay men to marry to make smart babies with a superior male specimen.
Milo just wants a few good heterosexual guys to get laid more so women won’t be so unhappy.
Same shit, different pile. And I ain’t shovelling it anymore for anyone.
This is the video that led me to Milo’s article. The ladies sure like Paul Joseph Watson. I suspect a lot of gay men might as well.
And you know why?
He is speaking truth and reporting on injustice.
But he is also clearly outside the system.
And this is precisely what Milo says has happened to mainstream, heterosexual men.
We have left. And for good reason.
Heterosexual men are simply not wanted in the West any more.
Especially… especially… if you are poor and not one of the elite.
So God, what’s a heterosexual guy to do?
For now, I am writing this blog. But this was written on a day where I had already written a post to stop writing and shut it down.
I am worried—as any heterosexual man should be today—of being arrested for my thoughts. It’s happening now. The beginning of the end is here: the jailing of heterosexual men for the crime of heterosexuality.
And Milo wonders why we hetero men stay silent.
Milo sits at the pinnacle of the liberal elite media, a gay man surrounded by women and castrated heterosexual men, and wonders why men like me don’t have a voice or why we have given up trying to express one?
At some point, Milo, you have to pick the battles you can win, and walk away from the ones you will lose.
And with jail time now a real possibility for the crime of being a heterosexual male… well…
For all the claims of violence, anger and hatred we white, male, heterosexual men have toward women and the world, for some strange reason, we are not coming out fighting.
The reason is… we are men of peace.
We are men of love.
We are men of faith.
Even if that faith is faith in nothing at all, it is still a belief and one many atheists are proud now to proclaim is the truth.
At least an atheist believes there is still truth out there.
Feminists? Liberals?
I would disagree with the atheist of course, but the one thing all heterosexual men can agree on is this:
Getting ass-fucked by a man is fucked up.
And we don’t need an ass-fucker (or fuckee? Milo comes across as a bottom to me) telling us we should be standing up for the heterosexual values and lifestyle. (P.S. Milo? That means accepting that nine out of ten men you meet will tell you that getting fucked up the ass is fucked up, in case I did not make that clear above.)
Don’t like my words, Milo?
Well, maybe you should go back to the feminist camp that has shut us heterosexuals down. You were never really on our side anyway.
Personally, I have faith, God, that your plan is going perfectly according to plan.
Everything is as it should be.
And my role… my part… as a heterosexual man… is too simply walk away from…
the lies
the corruption
the perversity
the greed
the selfishness
the pride
the lust
the vanity
…that have become the Western, feminist, liberal and gay worlds.
I won’t be missed.
No one cares about me.
No one wants me.
No one believes I even exist anymore.
I have left the field of battle.
I have turned toward that which is true.
I have placed my faith in you, He who will forgive all who believe, who shun and condemn sin and vice, who admonish and advise Man to improve himself, do good and prepare for death.
I have trust that in living a life of anonymity and non-confrontation with the feminist West in real life…
I will be doing more to change the world and condemn those who have wronged heterosexual man by my silence and my withdrawing of consent to be demonized and punished for simply being who I am.
A good man.
A heterosexual man.
So, Milo, don’t speak for me, for heterosexual men.
We don’t need your help, nor do we want it.
You are not one of us, despite having the required equipment.
My father is the gold standard of love and patience in Man.
I fully absorbed those life lessons. I believed them and lived them.
My patience and love has been worn out.
It’s finished.
It’s over.
The coming patriarchal revolution will be what it was the first time round in Greece with mighty Zeus:
Over the weekend, a conflict erupted between Daniel Friberg of Arktos and Greg Johnson and John Morgan of Counter-Currents Publishing. Arktos’ staffers published an article at AltRight.com revealing how Johnson and Morgan attempted to destroy Arktos through a coup involving the company’s shareholders. I’m involved in the conflict due to the fact that I’m a personal friend of Daniel’s and I worked for Arktos’ former website Right On as an author and podcast host.
Earlier today, Johnson published a response in which he accused me of being a “proxy” for Friberg, as well as other allegations. Counter-Currents author James J. O’Meara has also accused me of being a “fall guy” for Spencer, Friberg, and AltRight.com.
Additionally, over the weekend, Lucian Wintrich, Jack Posobiec and other New Right figures have been attacking Richard Spencer as being a closeted homosexual. Wintrich used as evidence a now-deleted post from my private Facebook account that didn’t mention Spencer at all, but discussed Greg Johnson, Counter-Currents and The Right Stuff. I’ve since been accused of allying with Wintrich in a smear campaign against Spencer.
Here are my statements and clarifications on these matters.
1. Everything Friberg, Spencer, and Arktos are saying about Greg Johnson and John Morgan is true.
Greg Johnson has a well-publicized history of mendacity and backstabbing. Over a year ago, I tried to warn the alt-right about Johnson’s treachery after he libeled my friend Roosh V as a “rape advocate” and a rapist during the hysteria over Return of Kings’ International Meetup Day. Using selectively quoted passages from Roosh’s book Bang Iceland, Johnson tried to make it seem as if Roosh had raped a drunk girl in Iceland, using the same logic that feminists and leftists use. When Counter-Currents commenters pointed out Johnson’s deceptive quoting, he deleted their comments and banned them from the site.
(Amusingly, several months after defaming my friend, Johnson had the audacity to beg me to contribute to a book he was writing on the manosphere and the alt-right.)
Several years ago, Greg Johnson nearly destroyed The Occidental Quarterly during his time as editor. After being fired for gross incompetence (not keeping proper financial records, failing to send out issues of the journal to subscribers, among other things), he seized control of TOQ’s website, subscriber list, office keys and other property, refusing to give them up unless he was paid off. After he was finally ousted from TOQ, he started Counter-Currents because he had nowhere else to go. Johnson’s near-destruction of The Occidental Quarterly is documented here.
As for John Morgan, while he is not as psychopathic as Greg Johnson, he is a deceitful and untrustworthy man. Morgan’s coup against Arktos affected me directly, because at the time, I derived a large portion of my income from the articles and podcasts I produced for Right On. Following the seizure of Arktos’ bank accounts last September, Daniel was unable to pay me for my work (though he would later pay me some of the money he owed me out of his own pocket), and I had to borrow money from a friend in order to avoid getting evicted from my apartment.
When I first moved to Budapest six months ago, Morgan would suck up to me in person but insult me in private. At one house party, he got drunk on absinthe and began following me around, clapping me on the shoulder and proclaiming that I was a “good writer,” before passing out in the bathroom in a puddle of his own vomit. At the same time, he would whine about me to Daniel or other mutual friends of ours, claiming I was insufficiently “respectful” towards him. In March, Daniel, Davis Aurini, Melissa Mészáros and I recorded an episode of Matt Forney After Hourswhere we discussed Morgan’s actions in the context of “gamma males” and their psychological disorders.
Conversely, Daniel Friberg is one of the most honorable and talented men I’ve ever known. I first began working with him nearly two years ago, when he solicited me out of the blue to write for the newly-launched Right On. Daniel is one of the best publishers I’ve ever worked with: he always paid on time (excluding during the coup, which was out of his control), was always clear about what he expected from me, and never played games.
Daniel enthusiastically supported my coverage of the presidential election last year and also selected me as a speaker at Arktos’ Identitarian Ideas IX conference last February, standing by me even when my enemies in the alt-right tried to pressure him into cutting me off. He’s also an incredibly generous soul, paying me the money he owed me out of his own funds when Arktos was going through financial difficulties, offering me a place to stay when I first moved to Europe, and introducing me to countless nationalist figures here. I’m proud to call him a friend.
I’m defending Daniel Friberg because he is an honest man who is being smeared by a vindictive queer with a reputation for libel and treachery. Greg Johnson is the cancer of pro-white activism, and it’s time for chemotherapy.
2. I did not collaborate with Lucian Wintrich to attack Richard Spencer.
The Facebook post that Wintrich and Jack Posobiec are circulating was directed at Greg Johnson, Counter-Currents, and The Right Stuff, and did not mention Spencer at all. The allegations in it were not from me, but from a podcast called “The Third Jimpact“: I merely summarized the podcast’s contents. Moreover, I did not give it to Wintrich: someone on my Facebook friends list did. I have never met Wintrich or Posobiec and never spoken to them, and aside from some personal friendships, I have no ties to the New Right at all.
While I have my differences with Richard Spencer, I am not accusing him and will not accuse him of being a pedophile or committing any other heinous crime. I don’t support what Wintrich and Posobiec are doing and I have since deleted the original post. I am not interested in getting drawn into this fight.
3. I was not “fired” from AltRight.com.
Richard Spencer’s statement about my involvement in AltRight.com in January was due to a failure of communication between him, myself, and Daniel Friberg, who supported my involvement due to the fact that I was contributing to AltRight.com’s forerunner site, Right On. The issue has since been resolved.
4. I am disassociating myself from the alt-right.
Richard Spencer, RAMZPAUL and countless others have acknowledged me as a significant influence on the alt-right, going back to my old blog In Mala Fide, founded in 2009. However, it’s clear that the alt-right and I are moving in different directions. While I am not abandoning nationalism or white advocacy, I no longer feel that the “alt-right” label is an adequate descriptor of who I am and what I do.
I am not disavowing the alt-right as a whole, seeing as I have many friends in the movement (such as Daniel Friberg) who are doing good work. Like RAMZPAUL, I’m simply no longer using the label to describe myself. I have no ill will against Richard Spencer et al. and wish them the best of luck in their future endeavors.
This will be my last public statement on these matters for the time being.
I recently had the opportunity to visit Győr, a small city in northwestern Hungary about midway between Budapest and Vienna. Győr is best known for the Battle of Raab (its former German name) in 1809, where Napoleon’s armies defeated a combined Austrian and Hungarian force during the War of the Fifth Coalition. The French victory at Győr was significant enough that it is commemorated at the Arc de Triomphe in Paris.
Here are my observations on what I saw…
1. The rural/urban divide isn’t as pronounced in eastern Europe as it is in the West.
Degeneracy is relative. By American standards, Budapest is as non-pozzed as a city can get. As I remarked when I came here months ago, the amount of blue-haired freaks and other human detritus is very low (it’s a bit higher now due to tourist season). Homosexuals are almost invisible: the only time I’ve run into one was a Belgian pot dealer who was trying to buddy up with me and a Swedish friend of mine at a bar.
From a Hungarian perspective, Budapest is Gomorrah, because like all large cities, it’s more sexually loose and morally lax than the smaller cities and the countryside. As Melissa Mészáros (who showed me around Győr) put it, people in Győr and other minor cities dislike Budapest for the same reasons upstate New Yorkers despise New York City, or why people in downstate Illinois hate Chicago.
Thing is, there’s a massive gulf between how people in upstate New York live versus how people in NYC live.
That gulf doesn’t exist in Hungary. Győr is visibly more conservative than Budapest: there are far fewer bars and clubs, and people tend to be more laid back. The center part of the city is off-limits to cars and the only public transportation option is buses (the city is too small for a metro, or even tram lines). However, the sense of mutual loathing that exists between American cities and the country isn’t present here. While Hungarians in Győr might view Budapest as a Babylonian fleshpot, they aren’t wishing it would get quaked off the face of the Earth, like many rural Americans wish would happen to L.A. or San Francisco.
This is because Hungarians, whatever their flaws, still view themselves as part of a united people. Even left-leaning Hungarians feel a deep connection to the nation, which is why it’s such a serious insult to call a Hungarian a “hazaáruló” (traitor to the nation/homeland). Even excluding the turd sandwich of diversity that Americans have been force-fed for decades, left- and right-wing white Americans don’t view themselves as part of the same tribe anymore.
2. Christianity is alive and well in rural Hungary.
It’s common for nationalists from the West to claim that Christianity is cucked and needs to be “pushed” because it is “falling,” but a visit to any medium-sized or small town in eastern Europe puts the lie to that. On Sunday morning, Melissa and I attended a festival being put on by the local Catholic diocese, featuring numerous homemade food vendors and a children’s choir. We also had the opportunity to meet Böjte Csaba, a famous Hungarian monk from Transylvania widely beloved for his orphanage and his charitable works.
I can’t even name a Christian celebrity in the U.S., or at least one who isn’t known for being a worthless shitbag. For that matter, I can’t think of a Catholic festival (or a festival from any Christian denomination) in the U.S. that would attract anyone other than old farts. In Győr, I saw young families with children at the festival.
Melissa and I also visited a nearby museum set up by Győr’s Catholic diocese commemorating Bishop Vilmos Apor, who was killed by the Soviets near the end of World War II because he was protecting Hungarian women from being raped by the advancing Red Army. Apor was beatified by Pope John Paul II in 1997, after achieving near-legendary status among Hungarians for his actions (the communist puppet government that ruled Hungary during the Cold War officially suppressed knowledge of Apor’s actions as well as those of the Soviet “liberators”).
Again, I can’t think of a religious figure in the U.S. who has this level of respect or reverence.
The reason why Christianity is dying in the West is because Westerners are spiritually dying, if they’re not already dead. In any country that still loves life—Hungary, Poland, or anywhere else in eastern Europe are prime examples—the Church is as strong as it’s always been.
3. If you want to really experience a country, you need to get away from the big cities.
I’m not going to bother with some trite explanation of how the “real” Hungary is found not in Budapest. The real reason you need to get away from big cities when traveling abroad is simple: tourists.
Most people who go abroad are morons whose top preoccupations are getting drunk and failing to get laid. In Budapest right now, the tourist season is in full swing, with hordes of British stag parties wandering the streets embarrassing themselves and packing bars to fire code violation levels. Beyond being intolerable, they make it difficult to interact with locals.
Fortunately, these idiots rarely venture out of big cities because they’re cowards who won’t even shit in a public toilet unless it’s been mentioned by Lonely Planet or reviewed on TripAdvisor. While Győr has a number of tourists due to its strategic location between Vienna and Budapest and its significance in the Napoleonic Wars, they’re small in number, meaning I can walk the streets and have a peaceful lunch without hearing two fat American girls loudly whining about how Hungarian guys won’t give them the time of day. The only problem residents there are Gypsies, but they’re a problem in Hungary in general.
Győr isn’t as nice as Lviv, where I was maybe one of a handful of English-speaking visitors during my initial visit, but it’s still pretty nice.
Overall, I would recommend Győr for a weekend visit at least. It’s quiet, clean, beautiful, and isn’t full of retarded Brits whooping about in furry costumes.
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If you’re traveling abroad, you need to read this.
1. Knowing ten words puts you in the top ten percent.
Too many people (I’m looking at you, British stag parties) simply go into another country and go around yelling English at people.
If you’re doing a trip that is pure “tourism” (i.e. not immersing yourself into the culture), that’s one thing. But if you are actually going to go and live in a country for a few weeks to a month, learning just a handful of words and phrases will put you so far ahead of the rest of the crowd.
It will help you meet local girls for dating, it will open doors to to make male friends at the gym (gyms, nightclubs, etc.), and everyone working in restaurants, stores and the like will appreciate the effort.
It shows a genuine interest and appreciation for the local language and culture. This is something that is sorely lacking in the majority of Western people who travel, hence the reason why so many of them have such a poor reputation overseas.
2. Ask about English the proper way.
Note: Every country is going to be drastically different in this approach.
Contrary to the last point, people do not expect you to speak their language fluently. They are not going to hold it against you. However, there is a proper way to ask if they speak English.
Whether you should ask at all also varies country to country.
For example, when Matt was in Sweden for his speech, he probably realized that just about everybody there speaks English. Some people would likely be offended if he asked if they spoke English.
But in comparison, when he was recently in Ukraine (and as you go further east to countries like Moldova), far fewer people speak English. So there, it’s appropriate to ask.
There is a right and wrong way to do so.
For example, if you’re in a McDonald’s ordering (don’t eat McDonald’s while abroad, but you get my point), it’s bad to just walk up and start ordering in English. You are putting that person on the spot, forcing them to perform in a language they are probably not comfortable in. And you’re doing it in a way that is in the public spotlight; nobody likes that sprung on them.
It is far more appropriate to say in a very moderate tone, “Do you speak English?” More than likely, they will respond back by saying, “a little,” or “so-so.”
This is your cue to just order. Most people can at least understand enough English that it won’t be a problem to take your order. Just don’t ask them to communicate too much back, and you’ll be just fine.
3. Understand dialects.
Many people in foreign countries are extremely proud of their country and language. “Language pride” just isn’t something that exists in the United States or the U.K. For us, it’s just English.
That’s not the case abroad.
For example, to use the Ukraine example again, many people in the western part of the country hate Russia and the Russian language itself. While I’d never advise a Westerner to learn Ukrainian over Russian, Ukrainians in that region won’t give a damn.
In that case, it’s best to at least be aware of that problem and act accordingly. If you start speaking Russian and someone wrinkles their nose in disgust, switch to English.
Another example of this is Spain. In some regions of the country, a different dialect of Spanish is actually spoken. While the Spanish probably won’t be as offended as Ukrainians in this case, it’s still good to at least be aware and recognize the separate dialects.
4. Download offline translators.
I don’t really see a need for any apps other than Google Translate. It works just fine for the majority of languages, and has some nifty features.
Make sure you always download the offline translation pack (they’re usually a couple hundred megabytes) in the app itself. This allows you to use it even if you don’t have an Internet connection, though foreign SIM cards are so cheap, it’s usually worth it.
Either way, you’ll be covered.
As a bonus tip, you can do the same thing with Google Maps areas. This will allow you to navigate the city (and some parts of public transit) without having either cell service or a reliable WiFi connection.
5. Hit up language exchanges.
If you’re planning on spending significant time in a place, make sure to hit up the language exchange programs. These usually occur on a weekly basis, and are truly just groups of people who get together to practice various languages.
If you are a native English speaker, you’ll be in hot demand.
In most cases, if you are a native speaker and choose to go and practice English, the host is going to buy you a couple beers. All the people who want to practice English will flock to you, making it very easy to get phone numbers from girls. It’s easy to make friends who will want to hang out and can give you a hand with the local language if you’re in a pinch.
I’ve met many great people this way, and can’t recommend it highly enough.
Closing Thoughts
Too many people get stuck on the notion that traveling is scary. That if they don’t speak the language, it’s going to be a struggle. The truth is that in many places of the world, English is widely spoken.
And even if it’s not, you can survive with the tips I’ve mentioned above.
Don’t let language barriers stop you from seeing the world.
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If you ain’t cheatin’, you ain’t trying. Of course, this phrase has mostly rung true in the sporting world for many years. In the business world though, it’s always been an underlying assumption: you expect people to screw you.
But, that’s not the point of this article. The point of this is to help you get ahead in life, no matter what your goals are. Using a “performance enhancing drug” for the mind (i.e. nootropics), is frowned upon by some people.
If you can’t concentrate on something naturally, they’ll say it’s your problem. It’s your fault for not being passionate about something so that you don’t need it. To that, I say…
How many college kids are pissing money down the toilet, taking classes that have no impact on their overall major. Or worse: how many kids are studying something that will land them a job making sugary drinks at Starbucks?
Or, how many men and women are stuck in dead-end jobs they hate, barely able to get out of bed and trudge to the office in misery?
The point is, nootropics can help boost your performance in many areas of life. Not using them because of some moral code of “cheating” is downright silly. With that being said, here are seven reasons why you should utilize Nootropics.
1. The focus.
Let’s do a quick explanation of nootropics in general. In short, they improve cognitive function. You’ll be able to work harder, smarter, and longer. With many nootropics such as modafinil, you really have tunnel vision for whatever project you’re tackling at that point in time.
The downsides to this are dehydration and lack of hunger (not a bad thing really), and they come with all the usual warnings of any drug.
My mom, who hated her office job, found herself getting most of her tasks done in about half the time and at least got a nice raise to better tolerate the job.
I’ve seen students take it, do some major cramming, and have success.
All of the distractions that bring you pleasure but detract from your goal (i.e. smartphones) are just completely forgotten. When you’ve perfected your nootropic dosage and overall routine, the sky is really the limit as to what you can achieve. But trust me, when people see the results, they’re going to think you were cheating.
Be prepared with your answers.
2. Leaning down is easy.
Cutting Calories
Fasting programs, combined with lifting weights, are all the rage these days, and for good reason. There really is no simpler way to just get a chunk of calories out of your diet. You still get to enjoy the feeling of being full, but your overall caloric impact on the day is greatly reduced.
Especially in the western world, which is just so packed full of estrogen-filled junk food: the less you eat of it, the better. Skipping the morning donuts and Frosted Flakes will do wonders for your waistline.
In short, nootropics can curb hunger in drastic ways (usually works best if you have a major project or goal to work on with it). You know that feeling after you drink a cup of black coffee first thing in the morning? Hunger more or less falls by the wayside. Nootropics produce this effect… on steroids.
It’s common for me to just completely bypass eating until 3pm or so (I usually am up by 6am on the days I’m taking modafinil). I eat a small snack at 3pm, kill my workout, and then eat a big meal at the end of the day. Obviously, this is a great way to help cut down, or hell, even save money by skipping out on all of the office lunch outings at the local Fat House.
Workouts Are on Beast Mode
The focus and intensity aren’t just tied to cognitive activities. The benefits from nootropics also find their way into the gym.
If you’ve been stuck in a rut, take a good hard look in the mirror. Are you really, truly pushing yourself as hard as you could be in the gym? I know that when I do this self-reflection, the answer is usually no.
Nootropics will give you the focus to push through those stubborn plateaus and propel you to new PRs.
Tip: remember the dehydration effects of many nootropics: make sure to drink enough water!
3. It’s a bit “rebellious.”
Here on Matt’s site, it’s been well-documented how far the Western world—Western men in particular—has fallen. In fact, many young men don’t even have a chance: they’re raised by crappy fathers, shoved into school like herded cattle, and they have their masculinity ripped out from them at a young age.
If this is you, and you’re not happy with your life, something has to change, right?
So take that “rebellious” step. Sure, your doctors, girlfriend, mom, and everyone else will tell you that you shouldn’t take nootropics. They’ll make up some crap about how dangerous they are, how you get addicted, or hell… probably even that they’ll give you AIDS.
But maybe that rebellion is the first step you need. Perhaps the focus on nootropics gives you the courage to start your side business late in the evening. Or maybe it gives you an edge and focus in the gym that allows you to build that killer physique, that physique that women say you don’t need but secretly love.
Closing Thoughts on Nootropics
Nootropics have greatly improved my life in many ways.
And after several years of using them, I still don’t have AIDS!
The point is, I went against what many people in society thought I should do. I gave myself an edge and it’s helped me be more productive in my day-to-day life. I’ve completed intense projects in record time and I’ve busted past stubborn fitness plateaus.
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