August 2009 Comment of the Month

In the past month, my readership has expanded to over ten times the amount that it was in July. In that time, the comment sections of my posts have also exploded. I’ve got a great group of commenters who’ve always got something interesting to say, so I’ve decided to honor the best of them with a monthly post. So, here are the smartest, snappiest, and strangest In Mala Fide comments for the month of August.

The August 2009 Comment of the Month goes to Obsidian for his no-nonsense breakdown of the game vs. social conservative debate:

Personally, I find the entire “debate” between the Game community and the socalled SocialCons to be greatly flawed.

Like TFH has said, and I agree, it seems clear to me that the SCs have little if any understanding of Game in an overall sense, nor of any of its fundaments or undergirding principles. This alone makes it very hard to have any form of enlightened discussion, let alone debate, for simple lack of proper information to begin with, regardless as to whether one takes a pro or con position wrt Game. As it so often happens though, it is human nature to rail the loudest and longest against things one has litte if any information, accurate or no, about (note a recent commenter’s disdain at my posting astrological renderings of the Fiore-Jenkins/Sodini tragedies; five’l get you ten said commenter knows almost next to nothing about astrology!).

The second flaw I see in the Game-SocialCon Debate is in the idea that Game must somehow address, even “save” Western Civ. I don’t think it’s Game’s or the PUA’s job or place to be Western Civ’s saviors. What seems clear to me is that the SocialCons have clearly lost in their efforts to bend WC in their way, and it would seem to me a much better use of energy for them to examine where, how and why they’ve failed so abyssmally, and so repeatedly, over the past few decades, instead of basically demanding that something they’ve already declared was flawed to begin with-Game-do the dirty work and heavy lifting of “saving” Western Civ that they couldn’t do themselves.

The simple bottomline is, that in a free democratic society where interpersonal relations is based on the principle of freedom of association, Game, works. It is a complex of ideas, behaviors and concepts designed to win the sexual attraction of a Woman, or indeed, a number of Women. It is rooted in Evolutionary Psychology and Biology, has been repeatedly field tested, and has wide application accross sociometric groups and cultures.
Having said that however, it is entirely up to the individual Man in question as to how he wishes to use Game-does he wish to live the life of a Libertine? Does he wish to get a girlfriend? A wife? Does he wish to put that sexual spark but into his relationship or marriage? All of these options and more, are available to the Man w/Game.

And THAT, to me, is Game’s true strength, for it gives a Man OPTIONS. For so much of human history, and certainly this is the case for the modern era, the vast majority of Men were at the mercy of the Fates when it came to winning the affections of a young maiden. All of the nice platitudes and pretty lies so many young Men were sold, have proven over and over not to work for the aggregate Male. Dating and mating, already a deeply murky matter for the vast majority of young Men, was essentially a hit and miss endeavor, filled with many a lonely night, and scores of rejections.

Game changes all that. It gives Men the tools that have been proven to work on Women, and it has been seen and proven that even a minute amount of understanding and effort-effort is key-can a Man turnaround his situation literally overnight. I myself have seen this. Many here can attest to the same thing in their own lives.

As a practitioner of Game-both natural and assisted, if you will-it is a powerful feeling to know that if I want, I can have as many Women as I can handle-that I’ll never go lacking for female company if that’s what I desire; that the term “involuntary celibacy” would never apply to me.

It occurs to me that if the SocialCons are truly interested in saving Western Civ, they might consider addressing themselves to areas of life that are less about trading in abstract ideas and tilting at ideological windmills and fighting lost causes in some misguided attempt at principled martyrdom, and instead focus their efforts “on the ground”-there are thousands of young White Conservative Males who are not getting laid, let alone facing the prospect of living a good chunk of their lives alone because not only do they live in a greatly changed social landscape their dads and grandads wouldn’t recognize, but they also have no guides or mentors to help them on the path to true happiness-which, if you’re a Man, means being between a Woman’s thighs. If the SocialCons really want to make a difference, they can start by helping its next generation get Game.

The Obsidian: always long, always strong, always worth reading. Well done, and get cracking on that blog, dude!

Honorable Mentions go to the following:

Lupo wins the Defending the Undefendable Award for his advocacy of lechery and hybrid vigor:

Well, I don’t know why you read my stuff then: I am just as bad -au pairs (the last one was Austrian) and everything. I just see no reason to write essays about it. It’s what men do when we can. We like em young and hot. Innocent would be nice too, but that doesn’t exist any more unless you’re a pedophile. Hence crap like what Roissy writes.

I think you’re somehow missing on how bad modern women are. The entire concept of virtue is gone, forever; kaput finito, goneski. There are isolated pockets of it in other cultures, but whatever is touched by America is done. Sure, American men are pathetic little twits, but the women are fever swamps of immorality.

This girl I know … you may have met her once too, though she was pretty young then. Beautiful, intelligent, two masters degrees, ambitious, excellent job probably makes more money than I do; looks like a Waterhouse painting. I was considering doing horrible things to her, so I went and read her LJ. She wrote, in her LJ, about her transformative experience selling herself for $400 to some sweaty fat nerd on craigslist. She did it as a form of “self improvement.” Some kind of “empowerment” thing to prove she had power over men or something. Even I was pretty horrified. I saw her in a bar recently where I was drinking beer with my Turkish pal. She came up to me, and of course gave me the ole kiss on the cheek, because I’m awesome. My Turk pal had just got done telling me he’d love to stay in America and get rich, but he doesn’t want his son to be a pouf. I told him there were worse things that would happen to his kids in America, and one of them just said hello to me. He couldn’t even wrap his brain around the concept.

Now, I can respect a whore who does it out of necessity, or even one who is kind of broken from being molested when she was young. She’s providing a sort of service, and being useful to society within her compass. Someone who would do that to themselves on purpose: that’s really fucked up.

Can you blame Roissy for wanting to cornhole some Russian chick who at least has enough self respect to not sell herself on craigslist for a couple dollars? I don’t blame him.

The next time some miserable old hag gives you guff about going for chicks who are young, foreign, or both, remember those words.

Chuck wins the Pimp Slap Award for spelling out the rules women should follow:

Here are the only rules a woman needs to know:

Don’t fuck him on the first date or meeting.

Don’t nag.

Don’t emasculate him.

Don’t neglect the balls.

Wise words.

OneSTDV wins the Harsh Truths Award for reminding us why fatties are second-class citizens:

The fat acceptance movement has got to be one of the funniest identity politics schemes I’ve ever seen. And all these fat biznatches complaining about “discrimination”. Well of course your company sticks you on the phone or in the back where no one can see you. Having some fat slob at the front counter is not only offputting from an aesthetic perspective, but it reflects poorly on the company’s image.

The media can shove pictures of overweight slobs with kangaroo pouches in our faces all damn day, but they can’t change human nature.

Coldequation wins the Witty Comeback Award for this comment on Mystery’s trustworthiness:

Sure I’d trust him – to spread human papilloma virus.

Coldequation scores a two-fer, winning the Reading Comprehension Award for missing the point of my “No true woman” post:

This game shitstorm that has afflicted the right-o-sphere lately started with your “roissysphere manifesto.” The reason that people think roissy is about sport-fucking your way through the female population like Don Juan on uppers is that roissy IS about sport-fucking your way through the female population like Don Juan on uppers.

Even Lawrence Auster, the most rigid and dogmatic social con imaginable, is not utterly repulsed by game when it’s packaged properly – roissy’s views on reality combined with a conservative’s goals, and without reference to roissy himself.

This was made on a post in which Roissy wasn’t mentioned once. Always check yo’self fo’ you wreck yo’self.

The Fifth Horseman wins the Ass Kisser Award for flattering my ego:

Rather than admire the ‘Roissysphere’, why not just create the complimentary ‘Ferdisphere’?

Ferdinand has done good work in a very short time, and has attracted a lot of the Roissy regulars, and I am optimistic about the future impact of this blog.

“Ferdisphere”…I like it.

Alkibiades wins the Hating on the Dead Award for this remark about Ted Kennedy:

I’ll paraphrase Pete Rose’s comments about Ty Cobb to state what I think about Ted’s death, “From what I know about Ted Kennedy, he isn’t looking down at us right now.”

There are some people whose lifeless, rotting corpse can’t be kicked around enough. The late senator from Chappaquiddick is one of them.

Finally, Michelle Therese wins the TMI Award for telling us something we didn’t need to know:

There’s a reason I “do the hover” in public rest rooms ~ I have no idea where those other women have been, let alone with whom… Ugh!!

Erm, thanks.