Dudes! More specifically, white dudes! Are you interested in “locking down a good White woman” of your very own?
These days, a commenter on Chateau Heartiste explains, you can’t just hypnotize the ladies with your buff bod and masterful pickup artistry. You also need to be racist as hell. Oh, sorry, you need “to reject the anti-White race-propaganda that’s flooding out [sic] society.”
You need White Supremacist Game.
According to a comment from “Corvo” that Heartiste liked so much that he made a post of it,
The culture has become increasingly negrofied, and, whether by nature, nurture, or CultMarx propaganda (seemingly a perfect storm of all three) so many young White men and boys are just unprepared for the reality of the mating game in the current year.
And that’s where the white supremacy comes in:
Without race-awareness, far too many will either end up as wiggers–second-class, embarrassing, pale shadows aping the worst humans on the planet–or schlubby beta borderline incels.
Huh. I’m a little confused here, since I was under the impression that the “worst humans on the planet” were the aspiring pickup artists who read Chateau Heartiste.
It’s not surprising, really, when you’re force fed a diet of CultMarx propaganda that tells White boys they have no culture or history to be proud of (in fact if anything they should feel guilty) and that they should just have some more potato chips and join in the magic negro worship.
So “Cultural Marxism” is basically an exceedingly sneaky plot to sell potato chips? That explains a lot.
For those who don’t believe that racism is the magic ingredient that will allow aspiring pickup artists to score themselves a truly quality woman, Corvo offers a “field report” that attests to his amazing success in attracting the young hotties during, er, a recent trip to a water park with his wife and kids.
Apparently there’s no “game” more powerful than “Racist Dad Game.”
I was out in northeast Pennsylvania for a few days with the wife and kids at this big indoor water park / lodge place in the mountains. Demographically it wasn’t quite what I grew up with, but it was still 80% White.
Well that’s a relief!
There were far too many soft White men lumbering around under too much fat; even worse was seeing young White boys already overweight at age 10. I’d estimate that a majority of the boys were fit and could grow into little shitlords given the right guidance. Most of the girls were fit, although most of the mothers were not (most outweighed my petite woman, who’s 7 months pregnant).
That’s right. Even though his wife is pregnant, she’s no fattie!
I’m no looker; 5’10” and about a buck-fifty; bald (been rocking the skinhead since college) and in my early 40s.
But Corvo knows what to do to make sure the young hotties notice him.
I threw up a flag – put the TRUMP t-shirt on and walked around like I owned the fucking place.
Donald Trump is such an awesome alpha that just wearing a t-shirt with his name on it will make you irresistable to the hot babes!
[O]ver two days I had 4 cute girls, none older than 21, come up to tell me they liked my shirt
That’s right, fellas! SOME HOT BABES LIKED HIS TRUMP T-SHIRT at a rate of TWO HOT BABES PER TRUMP SHIRT PER DAY! Obviously they all wanted to bear his children.
(for the record, I got one positive comment from another father, and one smart-ass remark from a 65+ cat lady hag working at the on-site Starbucks – I told the cunt to make my coffee great).
Wait, there are 65-year-old women working at Starbucks? I’m beginning to wonder if this story isn’t really 100% accurate.
Yeah I gave the cute girls some friendly banter and invoked a little very mild dread game with my wife, but this is the point: there are still good (as good as they come anyway) White girls out there just waiting to be taken and lead.
Er, the past tense of the verb “to lead” is “led.” Also, I’m not 100% sure that when a woman half your age says she likes your t-shirt that this is an indication that she would also like your penis.
The quality ones are the ones with latent race-realism in their naughty little hearts. And any real man is going to want a brood of little sh*tlords one day.
I hate to break it to you, dude, but your kids aren’t going to grow up to be carbon copies of you. They might end up rejecting your foul racism. And possibly dating or even marrying someone who isn’t white.
Oh, we can only hope!
I doubt any one of those girls would have approached me back in my go-along-and-get-along-beta-gentleman days.
So over the course of two days at a water park teeming with people, four young women said they liked his Trump shirt. Dude, that doesn’t make you King Sexy of Supersexy Land. I know this may be hard to believe, dude, but it’s possible that they … just liked your Trump shirt.
Corvo follows this story with a lovely racist rant.
Wherever they go, nogs and third-world ingrates showboat and walk around like they own the place. When the truth is they and their culture have built nothing, accomplished nothing, and know nothing; they are shallow, ignorant, and ultimately dependent on White men.
This from a guy whose idea of a great accomplishment is to wear a Trump shirt to a water park and get a few compliments on it.
I don’t walk around hating anything that doesn’t deserve hatred, but you need race-realism to put things into perspective so that you can go out there and pull the quality girls.
Sure, basic Game will get you plenty of warm holes to stick your dick in for a few minutes, and by all means use it to your advantage. But the cocktail of Game and race-realism mixed and served daily by the worthy men of Le Chateau are the prescription for true abundance in life.
That and a Trump t-shirt, I guess.
this guy seems awfully proud that only five people spoke to him voluntarily.
I see no issue with the idea that 5 people complimented his shirt over the course of 2 days, but it’s how he blew it out of proportion which is messed up. It’s like working customer service and someone thinks “customer service friendly” is a sign of interest. I can’t imagine how it is being a server (well, except for the stories I’ve heard).
They just like their shirt, dude (I will assume they did like his shirt, there are a lot of Trump supporters).
I wonder if there’s a correlation between what content of t-shirt is being complimented and the likelihood they’ll believe it’s a sign of interest?
So yeah, I’m casting a side eye at this guy’s age estimation abilities.
Please regale us with your great pickup advice, David. You sound jealous that Corvo got some interest from young women.
Part of my asshole ex’s verbal abuse – although I don’t necessarily believe that this bit was intentional – was his racist ranting. It was so awful. He first dipped into the cesspool that is Cultural Marxist commentary. Then he got into the bell-curve-esque area of race and intelligence theories. Which he just would not shut up about. I would ask him not to talk about it and he’d follow me around talking about that shit, because it was so important. So not only was it vile, he couldn’t respect my wishes no matter how much I told him it really creeped me out. He’d talk about it at the dinner table. He’d drop it into commentary while we were watching tv.
It did NOT make him more attractive.
And there’s no telling what he’s filling my kid’s head with on days when has him. Yuck.
Considering Trump’s main demographic is middle-aged white men, and that Trump’s approval rating among women and millennials doesn’t even crack 20%, it’s a bit farfetched to claim that the Trump t-shirt brought 4 cute complimentary teenage girls out of the woodwork, but only 1 middle-aged man. That’s the exact opposite of what you’d expect.
He doesn’t mention how many people out of the thousands at the park that day sidestepped him, rolled their eyes, mentally gagged, or made snide comments after he passed. I’d like to see that statistic.
….”shitlords?”
David probably doesn’t have any advice about how to pick up teenagers. Because he’s not a creepy pervert and isn’t trying to pick them up.
Are you seriously holding up someone who leers at young girls and is proud when they say “nice shirt” as a paragon of game.
Ew.
Trust me. The teenage girls are all laughing at your gross ass and talking about creepy you are. I know this because I was one. Men like you and corvo were the subject of much mockery.
Simon,
No. He doesn’t. Mocking these jackasses is easy. No one admires them or believes in their make believe outside of simpering fanboys like you.
You tried to troll, though. *slow claps*
Here is my pick up advice:
Don’t. PUAs are losers. No one thinks they’re sexy. The secret to attracting people to you is simply this: Be somone an individual happens to be atracted to. Since all humans are autonomous individuals that means your best bet is to be yourself, do what makes you feel good about your life and have respect for yourself and others. There is no shortcut to having a personality and interests to share with others. There is no garunteed way to attract people to you or make them want your cock. It either happens or it doesn’t. You do you and let that be enough. If that is never enough, consider that you might be an asshole and might need to work on that. But you know what? If nobody wants to be around you but you like you, maybe you could value your estimation over theirs and be happy anyway because getting laid and or validated is not the most important thing in life.
I remember someone in another article also calling themselves and their ilk this. I thought it was a one-off, but I guess not? My guess is that they want to transform it into a badge of pride but don’t realize the inherent problem of proudly calling yourself a shitlord.
OT: If anyone out there is worried about the plight traditional women are facing at the hands of female Hollywood action heroes, have I got the article for you.
“An Open Letter to Rey from Star Wars”
I don’t know how an article that’s thesis is, “I miss when I could easily convince myself that women suck more than I do,” goes on so long.
He just said HE was walking around like he owned the place and he’s complaining that others walk around like that? Does he have a monopoly on acting pleased with himself or something?
Also, reality check: just because white men accomplished great things doesn’t mean YOU have accomplished them. I’m a woman, but I don’t walk around thinking I’m great just because Wu Zetian held the title of Emperor of China. I doubt this guy has ever done anything of great importance to the world. But he has a penis! Therefore the greatness of every person with a penis is also within his penis! (that’s how it works, right?)
And seriously, what kind of a person would be proud to call himself ”a shitlord”? That’s like some people I’ve met who think people call them assholes because they drop soooo many truth bombs on the weak minds of others. Nope, dude, being an ass isn’t something to be proud of.
‘Shitlord’. Is that like being, ‘Lord of the Flies’?
This guy writes about women like he wants to saddle them up and ride them like horses. More than normally, Walter Mitty, sad.
The sort of guy that ends up as a statistic, after his abused wife finally snaps and stabs him with a kitchen knife as he sleeps.
“I lived my in dread.” she said, in a statement.
I like how he describes his wife as being “petite”–i.e., smaller than most women–and then proceeds to act all disgusted that most women are larger than her. I mean, dude, that’s how being petite works.
I know he’s referring to her pregnancy, but women who were small before getting pregnant generally stay small. Being small with a pronounced belly does not compare to being bigger in stature and/or non-pregnant bodyweight. It’s silly and disingenuous to act like it does.
I also “like” how he was in an environment where four out of every five people were white, yet somehow he still considered it significant that the four girls who talked to him were all white. Especially while he was wearing a shirt meant to mark himself as a racist.
Haven’t read the other comments yet, but DREAD GAME ON YOUR PREGNANT WIFE? What a GAPING ASSHOLE.
I think “The time I used my Trump Tee to creep on some 21 y.o. wimmenz in front of my pregnant wife at Great Wolf Lodge.” might be one of the best/worst PUA “field tests” I’ve ever read about. I don’t care of it’s fake or not!
@Kootiepatra
Right? And he’s 5’10”, 150 lbs., and acts all superior because most other men weigh more than he does. Like, no kidding, dude. That’s the 10th percentile for a 40 year old guy (50th if he’s still a teenager). He’s high-fiving himself for an achievement that isn’t really an achievement because he had to skew the standards for what’s average, so that he comes out on top and it’s all those other people who are inferior. Just your bog standard mediocre-white guy defense mechanism.
I hope he doesn’t have any daughters, because they’re in for a lifetime of relentless body-policing. Woe betide them if they have the chutzpah not to inherit the petite genes.
@Simon – This blog doesn’t give pickup advice, for the same reason it doesn’t give advice on how to fart in church. Its primary audience is grownups.
@ Buttercup
Ditto about his daughters, though I’d worry about any sons in that family, too. The obvious concern is if one of the sons happened to be gay, but there are so many ways for a Heartiste-style father to be cruel to his sons. Telling them they’re not manly enough. Asserting that no matter how hard they try, they’ll never be as good as their father. Insisting that they fight back whenever someone “disrespects” them. Teaching them that “no” means a girl is open to further negotiation.
I really feel for this guy’s wife. She’s dealing with everything involved with being pregnant, and she has a chump like this for a husband.
I’m willing to bet cash money that those “complements” he got on his shirt were the result of whispered conversations between those girls and their friends that went something like “omg look at that clueless old Trump zombie, you dare me to go up and tell him I like his shirt?”
meh.
@Victorious Parasol: I agree, these guys are the most toxic shit parents ever. They’re so full of wrong notions about the world, and they teach their sons things that practically guarantee the outcomes MRAs fear most – rape accusations and divorce. They don’t care if their sons and daughters are happy, so long as they re-enact the cycle of dominance and cruelty, submissiveness and prettiness they define as “success”.
I can’t even imagine these guys ever soothing a crying baby, or sitting down and playing Make Believe with their kids, or putting a bandaid on a skinned knee, or admiring a fingerpainting. They never seem to see or enjoy their children, and that’s so sad. To them, kids are mainly “A Woman Let Me Do Sex At Her At Least Once” trophies, the ultimate confirmation that they were able to beat out all the other genetic competition. Once the sperm has done its work, they lose all interest.
It’s why they’re constantly flipping out over cucking, short hair, Chads, partner counts, and other signs of women having sexual freedom. Uncertain paternity calls the legitimacy of that all-important trophy into question. All their insecurities boil down into that. Unfortunately, their families suffer mightily for it, and the guy will never see or acknowledge it. As far as he’s concerned, everything is hunky-dory within his perfect, perfectly controlled family that he’s the captain of, and how dare you suggest otherwise. Meanwhile, the wife and kids learn to tiptoe around confrontation, stuff their unhappiness down into a deep, dark place, and hide how much they despise him.
I do hope the family in this story is imaginary, but if not, I hope they eventually all get into a good place in their lives where they’re happy, free, and loved. They deserve so much better than a racist skidmark who openly creeps on teenagers while on a family outing, then brags about it on the internet.
10:1 the entire story is a lie.
Ugh, I’m so irritated about that article people keep linking. I hate when people try to couch “I hate when women are depicted as strong and capable” in language meant to suggest that THAT’S what it means to respect women. “I respect women BECAUSE they’re weak and useless and only exist for men to protect.” Like, mate, maybe respecting women includes respecting what women wanna do with their lives, huh?
I dunno, I think he probably actually was at Great Wolf Lodge at least once.
@Simon
Step 1:
Stop caring about whether other men would find your potential partner attractive. I get it, I really do. I was raised to be hung up on looks, too, and always got a lot of praise for the better looking guys I dated. But then I learned that it doesn’t matter what others think because I’m the one dating this person, not anyone else. Only my own attraction matters.
Step 2:
Learn about some of the other factors of attraction. Your game is poor because you focus on only one factor of attraction and suppress the others. Shared interest is a huge factor that can’t be ignored. That woman you’re really attracted to physically might not share many interests with you and that might be a deal breaker. It should be a deal breaker for you, too, because you’ll get bored fast if you do have a relationship with her.
Step 3:
Treat women like human beings. Stop expecting one set of actions to get you laid. Women are individuals.
Step 4:
Stop expecting the first, second, third, twelfth woman you date to work out. The majority of people you go on a date with will not work out. Expect rejection. Be glad when it happens early, because that just spared you heartache down the road. Yeah, it stings if you were really into someone and they didn’t feel it, but it doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you. It just means the other person recognized something they knew made the pairing incompatible. It doesn’t matter what that thing is, just keep looking.
@TheDreadVampy
I got as far as “women are the weaker sex” before I had to stop.