Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Trigger Words Take Two...

Bitch, pussy, Nancy, Sally, quit whining like a girl, are you on your period, etc. Words that are thrown at men to insult them for being to feminine, to girly, to soft. Now when I read these kinda things, or am being dismissed simply because I am a woman, I have to laugh. Language tell the tell of what memes permeate this current Western Society better than almost anything else. This whole idea that a term that is somehow inherently female is weak, is less than male is obvious and if you are a woman, can leave a bitter taste in your mouth. A realization that all of Society views you as the Weaker, Lesser Sex. A realization that you have been programmed by THEM to think you are weaker than all males. Ironically enough, I can kinda handle being shit talked when it is as an equal. When I am not being dismissed for my inherent Femaleness. What gets to me is the OH, you're just a woman dismissal. It riles me up, it pisses me off, and I decide that I will shove my fucking fist down your throat to make you REALIZE I am better than your sorry fucking ass. What's that shit? ^^^^^ Is it a little Alphaness emerging? Is it rage at the fact no matter what I do, no matter what I accomplish, I will always be viewed as inherently less because fucking Society says so? I know that I could produce the next TS Motherfucking B and most men won't give it a second look. I know that I could write the most profound post on a forum and some Motherfucker with a Gawdamn dick is gonna come in, say the same fucking thing, and get fucking hailed as the Next Black Hope. I can save my kid from running in the road, teach them how to defend themselves, stand up for themselves, and someone will say I am doing a good job turning them into men (this actually happened recently). Male means strength, domination, conquest. Woman represents weakness, submission, and victimization. That simple and that much utter fucking horseshit. And I don't want to be a victim, I don't wanna submit, I am not weak. So what the actual fuck am I to do? It's this fucking base, common perception that Society has that pisses me the Hell off. That is a set of Trigger Words if you will, something that should do nothing, but has a real effect on me personally. Because I refuse to have those things be a part of me, they never really have been Weakness, submission, and victimization is for them, not me. So I need to get past this little bullshit as well. Realize that people who dismiss me just for being a Woman, just for being Female are not worthy of Fighting. That maybe I can use this I am 'weak' perception to my advantage, rather than screaming NO! NO! FUCK YOU, etc.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Yes Dear....

Thus guy is one of my favorites from Youtube. Zach put his video Don't Let %The Bastards Keep You Down on SIN and I have been hooked ever since. Click the link, subscribe, watch, etc. http://www.youtube.com/user/thechurchofdave?feature=watch

Friday, May 25, 2012

On Werewolves

What is a werewolf according to its Mythological constructs? A man, who appears as a man most of the time. Who actually preys on others around them, while keeping the appearance of being just a man. Something blood thirsty, something vicious, something that hides in the shadows and promotes chaos, death, and disorder. A predator, something feared. Something with a large amount of misunderstanding, innuendo, assumption and superstition around it. A Mythological construct borne out of superstition that people were killed (most of the time for no good reason) over. So let's see..... Anton LaVey chooses the name Satanism for what he puts on paper. Anton LaVey calls Satanic women witches. Anton LaVey writes an essay on becoming a Werewolf. There's a common thread there that touches upon what Satanism is beyond just the written words. *Note, I will be fleshing this out later to be a full essay on misunderstood Archetypes within Satanism.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Monday, May 21, 2012

""...I ask you to consider—if this is a firm, and if the Board of Regents are the Board of Directors, and if President Kerr in fact is the manager, then I tell you something—the faculty are a bunch of employees and we're the raw material! But we're a bunch of raw materials that don't mean to be - have any process upon us. Don't mean to be made into any product! Don't mean - Don't mean to end up being bought by some clients of the University, be they the government, be they industry, be they organized labor, be they anyone! We're human beings!...There's a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious—makes you so sick at heart—that you can't take part. You can't even passively take part. And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it stop. And you've got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from working at all." Sproul Hall Steps, December 2, 1964. Mario Savio

Sunday, May 20, 2012

MoFun Coloring Book by Set

Happy Piss Off Muslims Day

Fun times. In an era of Political Correctness and the concept of Egalitarian, everyone is equal bullshit a real enemy rose up and actually struck The West. Now I know, I know the common argument. The US started it, the US deserved it, blah, blah, blah, horseshit. My loyalty lies no more with the US, The West, etc as it does with Islam. My loyalty is to well.... me. It's an important distinction and one that needs to be made. When I look around me I see a lot of people that are pretty fucking opposite of what I stand for, what I believe in. But most are to pussy assed to actually kill me. Christianity is a joke. What are The Pagans gonna do say Blessed Be? Islam is different. It's more than just a Religion. It is a mental infection that colors the view of its adherents on everything from Law, to relations between the sexes, to Fashion, to the education of their children.
And the underlying principle behind the text is simple from having read it: Kill FS, kill anybody like FS, kill FS' children, kill FS' husband, terrorize and lie to the Government of the land FS lives in. Ever read the koran? I am the poster child of an Infidel. Any loud, proud, independent American Woman is. Page after page of reasons I should die, reasons I am unclean, reasons I should be stoned, beheaded, lied to, etc. And these people actually have the balls to back that shit up.
So, I have a pretty extremist view here but there is a reasoning behind it. The stage is being set for WW3. The main catalyst has been the Middle East, especially in regards to War and the fighting the US is doing. Now, any other time there has been a War and of that proportion, the 'citizens' begin to hate the other side. Lots of reasons for this, propaganda and such, but the citizens HATE them, they represent everything they are not. The long lasting hatred of Nazis, for example, reflects this. Now I am an US citizen. My enemy and the big one to come is easily defined by a few things, one being their Religious preference. So yeah I hate them, I want them all dead, I want their Religion to be made illegal, yada yada yada. I doubt US citizens were talking up the Nazis or saying that Nazis had every right to practice National Socialism in the US during WW2.
So why would I do that or even contemplate having a let them do what they want attitude when my Country is at War, and when I as a person represent everything they hate and want to destroy? The main reason for all this is me. They win, I die. I am to 'opposite' of what women are forced to be in the Middle East for me to survive them winning. Fuck 'em and fuck respected their right to push that bullshit here. Fuck Allah, fuck the Koran, Fuck Mohammad, Fuck Sharia Law.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Shit, Shit, Shit

So I have been on a blogging break for about a month now. Why? Shit. In the literal sense.

See a time comes in a young child's life when they have to give up their diapers and move to kidhood. That kid's Mother or Father has to crack the whip and get that little brat potty trained.

Now there are lots of systems, books, DVDS, Pull ups and the like to assist with this process. I have tried them all and none of them work. Pull ups have gotten the same reception from every child I have ever had "It's a diaper." <<<---- Which translates to fuck you I ain't going in the potty.

This is what does work. Set aside about two weeks. The first week the concept is introduced. Then comes the second week. NO diapers no pull ups, just a potty seat, about 20 pairs of underwear, and YOU taking the kid to the potty about every hour.

See the second week shows a child in a very real way WHY they should go to the potty. Ain't no diaper or pull up wicking the wet away. They get to feel it on them. Nature than takes it's inevitable course.

A long, exhausting week of shit and piss. By the end you should have a potty trained child.

For me it is a walk through Hell. Why? I hate smelling, touching or anything having to do with other people's shit. Makes me gag, makes me barf. And this whole thing is about well ..... me cleaning up someone else's shit.

Now over the years, I have became immune to this with diapers (I did puke on my first kid once though) . But potty training shit is a whole different ball of wax. You have to get the shit outta the underwear. You HAVE to touch it. Most importantly, you cannot puke on your kid during this process. It tends to set potty training back, lolz.

So today while I was cleaning up yet another 'accident' I started thinking about transcending one's own limitations, mental boundaries, blah, blah, blah. The way this is talked about is typically in terms of things like Racism, Egalitarianism, Crime, etc. Things that are just thoughts, Idealogies and the like.

I rarely see someone say, 'I am terrified of heights so I went bungee jumping.' Or, 'I am afraid of dogs so I got one as a pet.'

See THAT I get, that makes sense. That makes me want to go confront my own Personal Devils. Confronting a phobia is a common form of treatment for a phobia. Ever watch a show where they are doing this for people?? It's always funny to see how extreme the reactions can be, especially to things I don't find scary.

However, that extremity of reaction is what makes it evident a real personal boundary has been crossed, a personal Devil has been found and made real, then vanquished. You can't do that in your head, you can't out think a phobia. It's just there and real to you, even if everybody else on Earth thinks it's retarded.

I have had people ask me why the extreme reaction to shit?? This is always followed by,'Why don't you have someone else potty train your kid.

The answer is simple. I get a subtle thrill in doing things that I wouldn't normally do. I derive a strange sense of enjoyment out of doing something I would normally avoid. I like knowing that I can move past these preset boundaries I have in my mind.

Shit today, tomorrow The WORLD!!!