Noted pussyconomist Roosh Valizadeh offers these sobering thoughts on the rising costs — and decreasing quality — of vagina:
The quality of women—both their appearance and their attitude—is sliding to the bottom while the work we have to expend to meet these more inferior females is increasing. This phenomenon of pussy inflation is starting to force men out of the market, for what “average” man can find the time, ability, and motivation to seduce a merely cute woman who may only want to fuck him a couple times before becoming distracted by the next shiny object that gets placed in her path? If this inflations proceeds, the only men who will get laid consistently are ones who approach it like a job, blocking out a minimum of two hours a day to the task.
If anything Roosh is underestimating the dangers here. During Germany’s hyperpussyflation in the early 1920s, men had to devote as many as 3700 hours a day in order to score with merely cute women. Indeed, it is rumored that some of these men were forced to wipe their own asses in order to make themselves more appealing to women.
The reality we face right now is this: the quality of men around the world is increasing to compete with a decreasing quality of women. This is great if you’re a woman, because without lifting a finger you can get better than a couple years before. If you’re a man and didn’t step up your game recently, however, you will get lower results. If you don’t stay on top of the latest game scientific data or dating app, you will be out-competed. Or you’ll just get nothing. Inflation often helps those who have debt, but if you have no debt, if you lived life prudently and with virtue, inflation destroys your purchasing power. As much as men improve themselves, women are appreciating in relative value as they make all the wrong decisions with their lives. This is the world we live in.
To be honest, Roosh, I don’t think you and I live in the same world.
Curse your popular and prestigious town and the pressures on property!
Ah, one can dream.
I got my MA at St Andrew’s in Ancient History. I still live there, but in (as I said elsewhere) in ex-council housing.
Takei has a delightful voice, but I still love to listen to Vincent Price most of all.
Remember how David made that post and JS insisted on staying on the other thread? And we were all like David made a post just for you, go see it and Farmer Mikey was like Nope! I only post to necro threads.
Good times, good times.
Still, he got so creepy at the middle/end of things…
Happens about halfway down this page:
https://www.wehuntedthemammoth.com/2013/04/12/women-arent-the-mysterious-creatures-that-nice-guys-tm-and-predators-like-to-pretend-that-they-are/comment-page-9/
@Nequam: PBS Mystery! just wasn’t the same when Diana Rigg replaced Vincent Price.
Lea – That Hustle pic is divine.
On PBS: Is anyone else watching The Great British Baking Show (Bake-Off in the UK – I think someone has the rights to that term in the US)?
Never seen it, proxieme; I prefer Kitchen Nightmares, Chopped, Master Chef, and Restaurant: Impossible. There was this very nice young lady who was literally a day out of culinary school on Master Chef last week; I was rooting so hard for her, and I cheered when the critics called her main course “about as close as you can get to a perfect meal” and the professional chef who was judging the competition said that he wanted the recipe for her chocolate sorbet. She looked so stressed going in, but you could tell that the chef saw his own 21-year-old self when he looked at her.
Very heartwarming.
Chopped is my junk television addiction. (Well, “TV” – cord-cutter.)
I know that it’s artificially tense manufactured dross, but I so don’t care.
The Great British Baking Show is like if Chopped started with 12-13 very good home bakers and was spread over several weeks rather than several hours.
And only involved baking.
And featured exclusively British people.
Who were almost all nice and good sports.
OK – it’s only like Chopped in that it’s a competition with phased elimination, but I’ve enjoyed it.
Sounds very British. 🙂
I do love British things. Not the food, but British television, British accents, British actors…
Sir Patrick Stewart and Sir Ian McKellen…
David fucking Tennant and Peter fucking Capaldi…
‘scuse me for a bit. If you need me, I’ll be in a long, cold shower.
GroundPetrel, I prefer David fucking Tennant’s Scottish accent, tbqh.
http://youtu.be/3cRUXtsDUY8
*goes all melty*
Oh god please stop. I’m going to ruin my briefs…
god damn that sexy Scottish accent
…and this is why I’m glad I’m not a famous British actor.
(hiding under a rug from the TMI)
Silence, heathen! We rabid fanpersons will worship our idol from afar, as is proper, and will be polite and well-behaved in person, as is only right.
What? Idolizing someone and finding their voice ridiculously sexy doesn’t excuse you form proper conduct!
Great British Bake-Off is wonderful! Tonight, I am watching the gardening equivalent, The Big Allotment Challenge, where you have to grow show veg, do a flower arrangement with allotment grown flowers, then make a foodstuff (pickle, syrup, dressing) with your produce.
I have come /so/ close to meeting David Tennant without doing so. My father is friends with a close friend of his father..but still never met him :/
I can’t find where all the raven videos were. Here is the NZ contribution, and I also raise you David Attenborough narrating:
http://youtu.be/ak6omNRd6-g
Keas have OP IQs.
They are also pack hunters, and can disassemble cars. They regularly hunt shearwater chicks and have been recorded as having killed and eaten sheep.
Bwahahahaha, memories. And just fancy this dude telling “a women” to do math. If you have a problem with the singular vs. the plural, dude, maybe you should go back to school and LEARN some math.
Mikey was the gift that kept on giving.
Yup. Mikey is certainly on the shortlist for more than one of the Troll of the Year awards.
I’d forgotten the part where he called an 18 year old a SPINSTER. Comedy gold, that was.
We didn’t have any official vote by I think we can all agree that Mikey was 2014 troll of the year.
I loved when he claimed to be a farmer who somehow had a string of young women hitting on him daily.
I agree he was head and shoulders above the rest so I suppose he should be awarded the dirty sock by acclaim.
That’s what young women these days do for fun, you see, take trips out to random farms so they can wink suggestively at the farmer and make terrible jokes involving the word “plowing”.