Screw National Desperate Supplicating Morons Day
Wednesday, February 13th, 2008This afternoon, I was flipping channels and came across the classic film, “The Matrix”.
It was just at the part where Morpheus was offering Neo the choice between the red and blue pills.
He explains to Neo that Neo has always felt that something is wrong. He can feel it when he goes to work, when he drives his car, when he pays his taxes.
That Neo is, “A slave”. And that he was “born into bondage”.
The greatest bondage of all, of course, is being immersed in a system of programmed thinking, feeling, responding and acting that you THINK is natural, but is, in reality, nasty social programming designed to shrink your wallet, batter your ego, give a whole bunch of folks a free ride on your dime, and make a select group of folks(or industries) very wealthy.
All the case for Valentine’s Day.
As Ayn Rand once said, “Wherever someone’s serving, there’s someone being served”. And Valentine’s Day not only serves the women on the receiving end of the goodies, but all the businesses that get your hard-earned cash. For example, in 2006, retail sales in the USA for Valentine’s Day were $13,700,000,000. That’s THIRTEEN BILLION, SEVEN HUNDRED GODDAMN MILLION DOLLARS YOU FUCKWADS!
Christ, that is more than the annual defense budgets for most major countries, and more than the GNP of most third world nations!
Call it what you will, “National Florists’ Put Their Kids Through College Day”. “National Jeweler’s Financial Rape Fest Day”. “National Desperate Losers
Begging For A Shot At Pussy Day”.
It comes down to the same thing.
A holiday where you, the guy, get to lean hard on 2 of the 5 B’s that most guys are taught to use to have “success” with women.
Just to review, these are:
*Bullying
*Begging
*Buying
*BS
*Booze
Come to think of it, Valentine’s Day actually involves not only Buying and Begging, but BS as well. Because the women KNOW it is a BS made up holiday. They know,
on some level, you KNOW you are being coerced when you pelt them flowers, gifts, etc. (At least I fucking HOPE you know you are being coerced. God and Baby Jesus
and all the Norse deities and Pippi Longstocking help you if you DON’T know this and actually believe you are spontaneously expressing your “true feelings”(aka, desperation).
In any event, as far as the women on the receiving end of all this swag, I’m sure they don’t care that you don’t REALLY believe in it. As long as they get the good cock from the guys they are ACTUALLY FUCKING, they don’t care that you CHUMPS spend $$$$.
Who knows. They might even throw you a mercy fuck.
Now look; I ‘m NOT against being genuinely giving and being generous, IF that is what you do as an expression of who you are. NOT because you are trying to buy
a woman’s gold-plated poontang.
But barfing up the cash to give to restaurants, jewelers, flowershops, etc because some dumb-ass made-up holiday was created TO MAKE YOU DO SO is just fucking
putting no value on what you inherently can offer as a man. And a Speed Seducer(R) NEVER needs to spend a dime, to show a woman a fantastic experience of having
feelings she’s always longed to feel.
So, my suggestion is this: throw that bouquet in the trash. Burn that sappy card. CANCEL THE DAMN FANCY DINNER RESERVATION. Take all that cash you wouldhave spent and go right here, right now and get your copy of my Nail Your Inner Game program so you can totally destroy all your stuck, limiting, fucked up programming around women and LIVE LIKE A FREE FUCKING MAN:
Peace and piece,
RJ
93/93
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