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26.07.2016

Learn how to pass shit tests from Donald Trump

Look at this interview excerpt from 60 Minutes from 2015. See how the reporter constantly nags him? You would think only bitches do so-called shit tests, but then, men can be bitches, too. How does he handle the shit tests? He doesn’t. He is oblivious to it. Shit tests are not logical tests where you have to give the right answer. They are emotional hacks that only work on insecure people. When you are insecure, a shit test triggers shame, guilt or fear. These emotions compel you to give an answer you think the other person may want to hear. Trump is oblivious to them. Why? Because he says This is a shit test, I need to agree and amplify? Or because he pushes himself up with affirmations like I am the shit, I am always right? No. He doesn’t need to use tricks to pass shit tests, because he is simply not vulnerable to them. He talks to a bitchy moderator and he probably just thinks Well, this guy is bitchy. If even. He probably does not even care. He talks facts and gives straight answers even to obvious passive-aggressive interrogation-type questioning.

What’s the secret? Should you imitate him? Nah. You should fucking heal your shame and guilt and fear issues and then you will not feel the need to justify yourself to someone else just because that other person holds different values. You will just think Oh well, alright, so this person doesn’t like what I do. That’s okay, I can respect that.

Probably, you will not even think about it. You will not need to judge or categorize the other person’s behavior. You will just treat them with respect, even if they are bitchy. Why? Because you are strong enough not to care about whether that makes you look weak or something. It will just be a matter of: Well, I treat everybody the same. Not because of who they are, but because of who I am.

23.07.2016

I went to look for the Munich shooter

Media filming the Munich Shooting

To spoil the fun in advance, I did not find the shooter, so if you want to read a heroic story, don’t bother reading. This is more of an intelligent rant about stupid sheeple and an infantilizing and incompetent government.

I would not even have noticed anything about the shooter if someone had not asked me about it. It made me curious and I took my bike and drove to the shooting site.

Weird thing is, despite having been there, I had difficulty finding the place. I was almost under the impression that the universe was trying to keep me away from it. Like glitches in the Matrix, I came to all kinds of strange places and a sense of surreality gripped me, surely fueled by the fear I felt. The fear which was the reason why I wanted to go there. That morbid curiosity of mine.

As I came within two kilometers of the place or so, dozens of police cars and vans, special units in black cars and a handful of ambulances drove by with sirens.

I had to ask for the way a few times. Man, those fucking sheep. I would ask them for direction and they would usually tell me reluctantly, pointing out that there were closed down streets by the police. One guy condescendingly called me crazy after I freely admitted that I was curious what was going on. Fuckin cowardly snob. One guy, some type of park guard, even deliberately pointed me in the wrong direction after mustering me. Aside from knowing it was the wrong direction, I could see in his face that he was lying.

Gawd, how I hate people who are assholes out of some bullshit good intent. The most despicable type of arrogance of all.

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22.07.2016

Feminism’s formulaic misconception about “accomplished happiness”

Delusional careers

Some career chick wrote me on Facebook that I was afraid of “accomplished women”. I thought about it and realized I wasn’t. Because “accomplished” is just a meaningless word. A fucking title. A status symbol. What does it even mean? Nothing, it is just a label they want to feel good about themselves.

When a feminist uses the word “accomplished”, she does not mean “I am living the life I want”. She means “I am so good, I am so great, I deserve your respect”.

Feminists think “I have to have a career to be happy. Having a family and spending time with them is demeaning.”

Do they seriously believe that men pursue so-called careers out of some misguided sense of pride?

Well, I guess some do. Narcissists probably do. Narcissists don’t feel they deserve unconditional love. Narcissists think they have to do something to be worthy of self-love. That they have to be better than others – whatever that means. They keep pursuing external validation like a drug.

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21.07.2016

How everybody is your rapist – and how not. Or: Beating the devil

Devil

There was this fat black bitch in a therapeutic living community I was residing at for some time. She had this tick … whenever she saw somebody in a uniform, she went haywire. She literally was getting into fights with cops and ticket inspectors. She knew all the local ticket inspectors by name. And the boss of those ticket inspectors – I think she called him Nicolini – he was like her nemesis, evil arch angel. She could ramble about what a basterd he was all day. It was like listening to some epic mythological saga.

Well, anyhow, one day it turned out that when she was a kid, her daddy was a police officer somewhere in Africa or something like that. Her house was under surveillance by lots of men with uniforms. And those men raped her best girl friend.

I found it a little silly back then, but the world being funny as it is, turns out I suffer from a similar affliction. I also developed kind of a strong hatred for police officers and people who think they have authority over me. At first, it was just unreflected rage. I did not know where it came from. But I’ve had time to introspect since and it turns out, when some cop barks at me, it triggers emotions in me of myself having been raped.

Of course, the cop is not the person who raped me. But the mind does not care. It is a defense mechanism. And if you think of it, it is a somewhat valid one.

When somebody traumatizes you, your mind creates this image of an “oppressor”. It may be some emotion that this person displayed while harming you. It may be something about his looks. Basically, the brain just goes haywire associating and trying to find a pattern. Why? To avoid it from happening again.

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19.07.2016

Why is everyone so obsessed with vacation?

Symbolic Vacation

I just saw a newspaper article: Where can you still travel for a vacation?

Subtitle: Are there still safe places for recreation?

Obviously inspired by all the boo-hoo-bombs and all that.

But it made me think: What kind of shitty life do we all live that we need recreation? And how pathetic are we to actually accept two weeks of time-off and bliss as a compensation for some 48 weeks of stress?

Note that the German word for recreation is Erholung, which also translates as rest or recovery.

So, basically, we all crave this recovery. Yeah, but is it not kinda weird that we need recoveryRecovery from what? If we blindly accept, do we not also silently acknowledge that we hate the lives we live from day to day?

Now, you may say: Oh, Tom, you are thinking about it too much. People simply like to get some rest from their work.

Yeah, yeah. You are thinking too much. Fuck you, asshat. Keep saying all these sentences that start with: Well, people simply like to [insert unquestioned stupid habit].

People are social animalsPeople are ….

People are fucking stupid. They keep repeating all those sentences. All those sentences they heard all their lives, sentences meant to console them, make them feel good about being fucking slaves.

And when you accept such a sentence as consolation, what do you do when somebody else does not? When somebody else reminds you of the shittiness of it all? Exactly. You tell the sentence to them. You mean well, of course.

Oh, isn’t it sad that some people can’t afford to do something nice on their holidays?

Well, isn’t if fucking sad that people can’t afford to do something nice all the fucking time?

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17.07.2016

What MBTI type are you?

Just curious what the MBTI types of my readers are. I’m INTP.

If you think MBTI is stupid:

  1. I don’t give a fuck.
  2. This is for fun, so chill.

Here’s a link to my detailed profile: https://www.16personalities.com/profiles/577ad4e1970b5

Here you can take you own test: https://www.16personalities.com/free-personality-test/79b84ed0aa0ca253e54f7fd47661d662

If you wonder why the link is so long, it’s because this is an invitation link linked to my profile. If you use it, it says I will be able to see your result, which I think is cool. If you don’t like that, just use the short form: https://www.16personalities.com/

Would love to see your detailed results (screenshot or link), but the name of the type is fine, too! You can link to the detailed results like this:

MBTI Results

 

Tom

15.07.2016

The braindead sect of so-called truthers

NASA DSCOVR

I bet my ass there are many conspiracies out there. But as long as the mindless sect of so-called truthers has it trademarked, it will likely never be revealed. If I didn’t know better – I actually don’t – I would assume that the truthers are in fact a government project with the explicite goal of making everybody who seriously questions things look like an idiot through association with this group.

So I am kinda waking up to a lot of bullshit in this world and a lot of lies, and I see a nice Facebook group called something like Exposing the Matrix of Lies. Sweet! I figure I’d go in there with an open mind and all that.

Lo and behold, to my liking, there are many accounts of police brutality et cetera.

But then, there is an equal amount of utter bullshit. One big example is the flat earth movement.

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12.07.2016

Everybody wants to be a hero

Hero

Everybody sits around, hoping to get noticed. Sitting on a park bench, poor me, thinks everybody, if I suffer enough, somebody will care. If I suffer enough, somebody will see what a hero I am, with the world on my shoulders, thinks everybody.

Everybody wants to be the star in a movie where nobody else is a star, walking from scene to scene, being adored and worshipped. Everybody wants to be important, while everybody else is unimportant. Everybody wants to elevate himself from the masses, because the masses are just stupid sheep. I must be better than that, thinks everybody. I can not just be dust in the wind, thinks everybody.

I gotta save the world, thinks everybody. Everybody wants to be a policeman, a good man. Everybody wants others to look at him and say that’s a real man. Everybody wants to be stronger, freer, independenter, superior, smarter, morally above everybody who is not everybody.

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11.07.2016

There is only one real conspiracy

Tom's Propaganda

We always fight about the truth. Which system is the best, which rules are the best, whether this and that really happened and who lied to us and whom we can trust.

But this is not the real fight. Even the conspiracy theorists and smart minds play right into the hands of those who know the real rules of the game.

The real game is not about truth. It is about a commodity of much higher value. Your attention.

The real game is not about whether politicians lie to us, whether we have really been on the moon, whether capitalism is better than socialism, whether feminists are right.

The real game is about keeping you thinking, keeping you wondering, keeping you worrying, keeping you afraid and caught up in epic fantasies of heroism and betrayal.

The real game is about feeding on your attention. They feed on all the energy you invest into trying to take those things apart in your head. Trying to figure out what’s going on.

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10.07.2016

Black lives matter – to whom?

ME IN BLACK

When you assert that something matters, you are expressing a value. But a value does not exist as an objective truth in a vacuum. Rather, a value is something that is held by a person capable of judging.

You can not talk about what matters without talking about the individuals that it matters to.

When you tell me that black lives matter, then I must ask: To whom?

To be realistic, I would expect this to be followed by the loaded question: So you think black lives do not matter?

And I would say: Not to me, no.

And I would expect to be guilt-tripped and shamed a little, back and forth, blah blah yada.

But seriously, why should I – me as an individual – care about black lives? What does that even mean?

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