In the previous article I vented my anger at the situation in which women behave like sluts and whores instead of acting like ladies. Although the difference between the two is intuitively clear to me and I could cite clear examples of both, it is quite difficult to define them unequivocally and I struggled a bit trying to put my thoughts on this matter in order.

The first thing that probably comes to one’s mind when trying to think of ladies is that they don’t enjoy sex, because they are somehow above that, or at least they pretend to be. I find this quite awkward, because I never, ever had sex with a woman who didn’t have an orgasm like the perfect lady; an orgasm is the most ladylike point in a woman’s life. Sluttiness is the reason why I don’t watch porn, because I find it to be the exact opposite of what I associate sex with. Sex, the real thing, is the most sincere, honest and beautiful thing, and the irony is, whores and sluts don’t have orgasms. They whine and moan and pant and scream while they fake it, but in order for a woman to have an orgasm, she needs to check all the bullshit at the door, she needs to discard all pretense and “come home”, into the truth of her being, and this truth of a woman’s being is the main reason why I, as a man, have sex with women, because this moment of a woman’s truth, surrender and utmost vulnerability is incredibly beautiful.

As an example, I will link to an art project in which a woman sits at the table and reads from a random book, in a decent, formal setting, fully dressed, while being sexually stimulated with a vibrator. The result are women at the most ladylike behavior I can think of – trying to retain composure and focus while fighting a losing battle with the unbearable, raw urge to have a violent orgasm on camera. None of them are trying to be sexy, or seductive; they try to remain calm and composed and you can see how they gradually lose it, for moments at first, but their focus is drawn inwards until the impulse is too strong for them to resist and they surrender, in the moment of raw, pure, undiluted truth, which shows orgasm more as a spiritual experience than something we can perceive as “sexy”. That’s why I think whores and sluts cannot orgasm. If they want to, they need to stop being sluts and whores and surrender all that bullshit and posture and commerce, and they need to become true ladies at least for a moment, where they come home, into their truth, naked and completely vulnerable, in total surrender. Those videos are the exact opposite of pornography – in pornography, you see everything in sex that is meaningless and trivial, everything that is fake. You see every bit of a woman’s breasts and genitals and yet you see nothing of the woman. Here, you see the woman fully clad yet fully revealed, in the rawest moment of her sexuality, the true, full orgasm as she desperately fights for control and loses. This is what makes a perfect lady – sincerity, honesty, composure, self-possession and truth, because a lady doesn’t try to appear sexual, she doesn’t try to experience an orgasm. She tries not to, often quite desperately, and fails in complete surrender.

And that is why we, the heterosexual men, love the ladies and despise the sluts; because the ladies are truly like us. They fight for control against the powerful force of their sexuality, just like us, and they are in touch with their truth, which is that they cannot win; they can only desperately try to control the moment when they lose.

The ladies are like a bottle of champagne; all that pressure under very tight control and contained. You can feel the pressure only by the very subtle signs that indicate slight lapses of control, and in this we, men, recognize them as kindred souls, because we, too, always present a very controlled, polite front with hardly ever a lapse, and it excites us to see women doing the same, because nothing shows the sexual excitement more than the force of control one needs to apply in order to keep it buttoned up.

The sluts and whores, they are like a can of cheap beer. Lots of hiss and foam, but no pop. Cheap, but unexciting. A paradox is that overtly sexualized, slutty women are as unexciting to men as rapists and overtly drooling men are to women. It’s just a huge “yukk!”, like a glass of warm, stale beer with a dead fly floating on top. A lady, however, with her thousands of PSI of sexual pressure carefully bottled up and caged, a lady who guards herself, careful, invokes a gentleman’s deep empathy, and a desire to be the one she chooses to relinquish her immaculate control with. After all, champagne is something that is reserved for special occasions, and it’s a very profound experience to be the one in whose arms a perfect lady will completely lose it.

I recently saw some ridiculous thing called “slutwalk” where ugly, whorish women demand the right to be sluts and whores and still be treated with respect. Essentially, their message is “I can dress as a whore and act as vulgarly as a bitch in heat, but that doesn’t mean that you have the right to fuck me”.

Well guess what? Nobody wants to fuck worthless, whorish, loud, disrespectful women; at least nobody with whom I’d share a cup of coffee would. Women don’t become sexually attractive by being classless, disgusting sluts. Nobody in his right mind would put his cock in that. They are undesirable social refuse, and only undesirable male refuse and scum without any worth or self respect would fuck them, and even they would first have to get drunk and think of something else. Essentially, such slutty, whorish women without any modesty or feeling of self-worth are the Western equivalent of Arab or African male scum: filthy, lazy, incompetent and without self control, discipline or protective instinct for women, who finger-rape female reporters on the streets because they are essentially sub-human beasts out of control.

Both those groups are disgusting. They never learned how to play the game of being human; essentially, they are total degenerates. The Western women don’t know how to be women, and Islamic men don’t know how to be men. They are failures at being human.

Male and female roles are a dance, it’s a gentle and careful play of give and take, of respect and support, of emotion, intellect and instinct. It’s a game of refusing to ask and demand in order to allow your partner the possibility to give it to you freely and vulnerably. It’s a subtle, incredibly subtle game.

A truly emancipated woman will be decent, polite, respectful, beautiful, intelligent, gentle, kind and self-possessed. She will be quiet and modest, giving the man a chance to encourage her and support her. She will be beautiful and attractive, out of respect for the man, because she admires him and desires his company and wants to be her best for him. He in turn will recognize those signs and will gently support the woman, encourage her, serve her and protect her, because her beauty and her shy smile are a signal that he is respected, admired and wanted, and he in turn will put his strength to her service. He will be the shield under which she can blossom and show everything that she is and can be. One of the strongest sexual signals a woman sends is a display of beauty and weakness and need, to which a man instinctively responds by worshiping the woman and putting his strength to her service. This subtle game of minds and emotions laced with instinct and physical responses is the richness of human sexuality that is so often forgotten in today’s vulgar understanding of sexuality which is reduced to the basest genital-rubbing of animal copulation. If one partner doesn’t respond properly to the subtle signals in this dance, (s)he’s not worthy and the game ends.

If a woman is behaving like a slut, she basically declares that she has nothing at all in her entire being that is above the level of two dogs fucking in the street. If a man is acting sexually aggressive towards women, if he can’t control his sexuality, if he doesn’t respect a woman’s wishes and choices, he’s no better than a dog in heat, and is not really a man; he’s merely a male human animal without any value. If a woman isn’t beautiful and vulnerable for the man, it’s a sign that she doesn’t respect him and the game ends. If she makes display of her own power, it’s a sign that she despises the man and deems him unworthy and the game ends. If she is too openly sexual and not shy, it means her soul, mind and emotions are not merged together with her body and playing along, it means she’s essentially a chunk of meat, a worthless person, and it’s a turnoff for the man. If a man displays any lack of respect, protection and self-control, it means he’s a worthless animal, it means that the soul, mind and emotions don’t control the body and its instincts, and it’s a turnoff for the woman.

The woman who knows how to cooperate with a man will show vulnerability, and he will respond by providing support, encouraging her and protecting her. She won’t have to force any doors open by power of her own. All the doors will open for her by his power at her service. Sex is a game that subtly and slowly evolves, it’s a dance that begins with sharing vulnerability in a subtle way, for instance when the woman tries very hard to be beautiful and attractive for him, because that’s the show of need and vulnerability, and he will respond by providing help, support and protection. She, in turn, will respond by accepting those things with gratitude, and those acts that begin with subtle hints and exchange of subtle hints and signals soon turns into entwining of emotions and desires, ending with bodies entwined in sexual union of vulnerability, support, exchange and joy. A woman doesn’t need to dress like a slut to be sexy. In fact, if she dresses like slut she is the opposite of sexy. She is sexy when she subtly, unconsciously hints need and vulnerability, because I never met a woman who couldn’t get out of her clothes in seconds, if the circumstances demand it. Dressing like a slut isn’t a hint of sexual availability, it’s a scream of despair by someone without any feeling of self-worth.

A woman’s emancipation isn’t about hinting that she doesn’t need a man in order to be happy. No, a woman’s emancipation is in showing she isn’t desperate for any man, it’s in showing that she doesn’t need to act like a desperate crack whore to get sexual attention. A woman’s emancipation is being a worthy person who tries to be the best possible woman for the man who will show he’s worthy by reading her signals properly and responding in kind. An emancipated woman is the perfect dance partner for the emancipated perfect man. You are emancipated by being worthy but vulnerable, because a worthy vulnerable woman will be the perfect turn-on for the worthy powerful man.

That’s how men and women evolved, to be mutually supportive and complementary. They work best as a unit and actually need each other, they can’t realize their full potential alone. A woman without a man’s support is crippled, and a man without a woman’s support will become depressed and die. They literally need each other’s love in order to realize their potential. Feminists who teach women how they don’t need men, and men who talk about “red pills” and not needing women are idiots. Women and men desperately need each other, but they need each other in the right way, they need to play the game of give and take, of intertwining of emotions, minds, flows of energy and bodies, in order to protect each other’s weaknesses from harm, in order to make each other’s strengths flourish. The talk about “not needing” the other sex is just hurt feelings talking, it’s all bullshit. What people don’t need is someone who will abuse their trust, treat them like shit and betray them; but they need a partner who will be supportive, loyal, gentle and kind, who will love them and encourage them to be the best version of self that they can be. Sex is much, much more than rubbing genitals in order to achieve orgasm. Sex is to surrender to someone in order to be more. Sex is being vulnerable in order to be protected, sex is feeling admired and wanted because you’re wonderful, sex is laughing at weird jokes, talking for hours about all sorts of things, shoveling snow together in winter and then making warm tea and laughing at something stupid. It’s a subtle, rich, sophisticated thing that makes you fully human, as opposed to being a two-legged animal in heat. A yogin and a yogini can experience deep fullness of sexual exchange by merely feeling and enjoying each other’s spiritual energy, clothes on and everything, while animalistic people can never experience anything as fulfilling regardless of how they rub their pleasure zones. For humans, physical sexuality is never enough, it never even begins to touch what is possible when the soul, emotion, mind and energy are joined together with the body in the fullness of experience. In fact, the physical sexuality often adds so little to the experience, it can be completely omitted. Those women who flaunt their physical body in a vulgar manner in fact show their belief that other than empty flesh, they possess nothing of interest; they are the female equivalent of male rapists, who feel so worthless they are certain a woman would refuse them if they asked, and so they don’t. Those two are the male and female versions of the same worthless scum.

A worthy, sophisticated woman will be beautiful, but will not attempt to be overtly sexy or dress scantly. She will trust she is cool and wonderful enough as a person that one will want her entirety, that a worthy man will enjoy her style, her humor, wit, emotional subtlety, ideas and energy, and when it comes to removing her clothes, she can do that quickly enough whatever she has on. A worthy, sophisticated man will have confidence that the woman he would want as his partner would recognize him and invite him; he will not try hard, or be desperate, overtly seductive or deceitful in order to get sex quickly. To him, it isn’t about getting sex quickly, it’s about getting the right woman, and when the woman is right every aspect of their interaction is sex, from holding hands, feeling each other’s emotions, hearing each other’s thoughts spoken, breathing in sync and sexual joining. A worthy man knows that if the slow, subtle dance of sexuality isn’t spontaneous and if it’s not mutual and deep, it’s not worth demeaning yourself by even bothering, he just lets that woman get the man who’s right for her, and it’s not him. For confident, emancipated men and women, it’s never a power play, it’s never a game of conquest, it’s finding the partner who makes you a fully-flourishing version of yourself. That’s also why sluts always end up with drunks and thugs – because they are right for each other, and nobody else would want them. A Western whore who twerks with her arse in the general direction of a cock will end up raped by some Arab piece of shit who waves his cock in the general direction of cunt. To hell with that worthless shit. We in the West are better than this, we are the superior, sophisticated civilization of subtle sexual poetry and art, we are the more realized, more emancipated version of humans. We should not demean ourselves by degrading our sexuality to the level of dogs and Africans.

I was thinking about where does all the bullshit of our civilization come from, because it does look like it must have a common root somewhere – all the socialism, minority rights, all this whining and complaining by worthless losers that the fact that someone else is better at everything means that this person is “privileged” and this somehow needs to be redressed.

It’s all Jesus’ fault. He’s the one who cooked up this entire mess by claiming that the rich people will go to hell and the poor will go to heaven because somehow God loves losers and it’s a zero sum game, in the sense that everybody is entitled to the same amount of good and bad stuff and if you don’t get your rightful share, it must be redressed in afterlife (Lk 16, 19-25).

Let me just remind you that this quasi-moral position was not common throughout history. On the contrary, in the Roman empire you had a Darwinian meritocracy, in the sense that if you were powerful, you were simply worth more. It was obvious from the way imperium was distributed among the state officials, where the more powerful officials had more lictors, who were basically the law and could simply execute someone on the spot if he looked at them wrongly, with a few carefully listed exceptions. If you had power, you wielded it without any consideration for the powerless, and if someone lost, he was fucked – the official policy was “vae victis”, which basically translates as “woe to the losers”. The losers were either killed or sold on the slave market together with their families. One would say that this is so beneath today’s moral standards that this country must have been a total shithole. On the contrary, it was the flower of culture, art and science of the time. We inherited their methodical thinking, their approach to the law, their organization of state, and their aesthetics. However, since the Christians took over and introduced us to the glory of the dark ages, we also inherited their concept of guilt for being successful, guilt for feeling good about your achievements, fear of power as a corrupting influence, and basically the concept according to which God prefers losers and is terribly offended if the losers suffer any consequences of being losers, and winners enjoy any privileges of being winners.

Can you even imagine a “social justice warrior” trying to “redistribute wealth” and “check privilege” in this cultural milieu? It would be laughable. Imagine someone trying to guilt a person of Roman mentality for “enjoying white male privilege”. The response would be something along these lines: “I don’t understand what you mean. It’s not a privilege, it’s an earned right. We white males invented everything worth having in this world. We invented steam power, we invented steel, we invented electricity, we invented petroleum energetics and internal combustion engine, we invented nuclear power plants, we made all the IT companies, all the sciences, all the technology, we invested all that effort, and we of course enjoy the fruits of our achievements. What else are we supposed to do? Whenever someone else is capable of functioning on our level, he too enjoys the fruits of his achievements, like the Asians, for instance, who are competent and function just fine on merit. It’s not our problem that some groups of people can’t succeed on merit. They are losers and their purpose in life is servitude to the winners, and they are fortunate if we allow them even that, because we could as easily kick them out of our countries because they are underachieving losers unworthy of our glorious civilization; they can organize their own shitholes according to their shitty ideas about how a civilization should work, but if their ideas worked they wouldn’t be losers, they would be winners. Asians and Jews don’t need help in order to succeed, for instance. They are doing just fine because they are smart, competent and hard working. It’s the scum that’s complaining, it’s the scum that wants undeserved privileges and tries to guilt the winners into giving them stuff. Fuck them. They are all like those obnoxious Gipsy beggars who whine ‘I’m a poor piece of shit, give me money’. Why would we give someone money for being a piece of shit? Being a piece of shit should be rewarded with a bullet through the head. Being a worthy person should be rewarded with wealth and fame.”

Actually, now that you remind me, that would actually work great. Let’s organize ourselves according to those principles. Reward friends, worthy people and those whom you admire with money. Let worthless scum die in squalor. Be proud of doing that because you are supporting what’s good and discouraging what’s bad. Injustice is when the worthy aren’t rewarded enough, and the unworthy are not poor and miserable enough. Never be ashamed of being wealthy and powerful – instead, use your power to stimulate good, worthy and valuable things in the world, because it’s a great privilege to be able to do so, and it’s immensely spiritually rewarding. Reward the philosophers, spiritual teachers, inventors, scientists and other worthy intellectuals who enrich the world with great things. Reward the brave soldiers, those who help the innocent against scum and villains. Don’t feed scum and losers, no matter how much they whine about injustice, because the only injustice is that they exist at all; as Jesus properly remarked once, if you’re incompetent, even that little which you do have should be taken away from you and given to the one who is competent and has the most, because he’s worthy and you’re not (Lk 19, 11-28).

I frequently run into feminist bullshit about objectification of women in advertisement for products, and my response is, are you fucking serious? Really?

Sex sells. But did you ever stop to think about the mechanics of it all? Do you really think that the half-naked supermodel on the ad is the one who is being sold? That she’s the one who is exploited, manipulated or abused?

No, she isn’t. She’s well paid for what she does. She’s not the one who is treated as an object in this entire transaction. You are.

You see, it’s like fishing. There’s the fisherman, the hook, the bait and the fish. The point of bait is to look attractive in order to fool the fish into thinking it’s getting something of value, but the whole point of the transaction is to trick the fish into having to surrender its resources (meat) while it mistakenly thinks it’s getting something (bait).

The thing with advertising is actually different in the sense that with advertising, the bait is actively cooperating with the fisherman and is getting the share of your resources, and you are the one who is treated like a helpless idiot who can be shown a sexually attractive female giving out positive sexual signals so that your dick gets hard and you concentrate on the promise of sex while you’re separated from your money. She’s not the sexual object. You are. She is a deceiver, she’s the active party, the subject, while you’re the object. She’s deceiving you, she’s manipulating your instincts for profit. You’re merely the fool who is predated upon by the marketing experts and psychologists and multinational corporations and manipulative women.

Just follow the money. What’s the point of advertising? To sell products. Who buys the products? You do. Who sells the products? The corporation that financed the ad. Who pays for the campaign? The customers do, it’s all financed from revenue. Is the supermodel on the billboard getting money? Yes. Who’s the only one in it that’s not getting the money? You. Therefore you’re the one who’s being exploited and treated like an object. You’re being pulled by your dick into surrendering resources. Essentially, the entire sex/advertisement industry is made on treating men like stupid idiots who can be manipulated by sex into giving money. It’s about time men learn self-respect and simply refuse to look at naked women unless those women specifically show their bodies to them with the purpose of having sex in the context of a meaningful relationship. Stop allowing women to earn money by treating you like idiotic half-human beings who can be easily manipulated by false promises of sex. Start respecting yourselves, and do it by refusing to have your sexuality abused by the advertisement industry which tickles your balls in order to suck your wallet dry. Refuse to even acknowledge the sexual teasing of women unless they really mean it, in the sense that they want to surrender themselves to you and share their life with you. You need to teach women to respect you, and you can’t do that if you don’t respect yourself enough to refuse insincere manipulative offerings.