We do not utter sterile, ungenerous ‘happy holidays‘ greetings here on the People’s Blog, and anyone offering me such hostile tidings shall be sent to a gulag for reeducation.
Have a Merry Christmas and a happy new year, everyone. I extend this to all, even the pagans, the infidels, the Satanists, the agnostics and the Methodists. What are Methodists. I hope you have a lovely time.
The SovietMen team will go on break to our regular Kuntsevo Dacha until the third because no one’s reading blogs this time of year anyway. You’re all lazing around, visiting relatives, growing fat, drinking too much and fighting with your pussy hat aunts until the police are called.
We must respect and honour these traditions.
Have a spiffy break and I look forward to seeing youse all in the roaring twenties!
Us next year. I’m stripy shirt looking at boobs. FreeMatt on the right making his girl jealous. Luisman is the older fellow in the background smirking. DickyCone is looking away like he just don’t care. College Reactionary 2nd from left fascinated and leaning forward cos he’s never seen a woman’s knees before. The one getting out of the pool is Adam P., trying to hide his erection, while the man diving is the other Adam, escaping the sinful drinking and lewd dancing on display. Thanks to Himself for taking the picture for us and being designated driver. Oh and Gunner Q, moves are awesome and your transition is stunning. Everyone else is also a girl, pick your own.
A man in Iowa was sentenced to 15 years jail for stealing a rainbow flag from a church (!) and burning it.
Now fair enough, that is theft. Burn your own goddamned flag. But 15 years? Was this the original rainbow flag that flew at the Battle of Lexington? Of course, his real crime was criticizing homosexuality. I doubt he would have done any time for burning a Norwegian flag,
Maybe Iowa is just really tough on crime across the board? Maybe you do hard time there for jaywalking? Let’s see what you have to do there to get fifteen long ones in the slammer: Read More
[Written in Africa]
I have written before about how local work culture varies from our own, and that the best thing to do is to adjust our expectations accordingly.
Since then I have noticed an odd but, I suppose, fairly predictable phenomenon: Read More
James Shirley (1596-1666) was certainly serious about this one when he wrote of the futility of pursuing empire when we all end up in the ground, anyway. And then the colonized people will winge and whine at you for CENTURIES, even if you wiped out cannibalism (PNG, Fiji etc.), widow sacrifice (India) or people (Ireland). Surely it’s not worth the trouble. Seriously.
It is interesting that Shirley wrote this just before Read More
Note: this article contains no links to the forums mentioned because these guys get bullied enough. Search them out if you like, but be nice.
I am a serial lurker. I lurk all sorts of places I ought not be – MumsNet, forums for marriage problems, Jezebel comment threads. I am very curious about these other worlds. One of the places I lurk is incel forums.
I find them entertaining, not in a cruel way, but in a genuine way. Sometimes those guys can be extremely funny. One notable post described how the OP accidentally drank his own urine (long story), and the comments that followed were hilarious. At least one other member confessed to doing the same thing by confusing his bottles by his bed, and then another member demanded to know why suddenly everyone was pissing in bottles. There were several other funny comments that rely too heavily on in-jokes to explain here. For the initated: “It’s over for pisscells.” “Incel trait: drinking your urine.” Bwahaha.
Another funny case was when Read More
Saturday posts are like hidden posts because no one sees them. Welcome to the elect.
A Brazilian man is caught impersonating his mum in order to pass her driver’s test.
This is a doozy. A Pakistani lawyer tried to Read More
[Written in Africa]
I probably like writing reviews more than you like reading them. For me, it’s a way of getting my thoughts straight about what I read and consolidating in my memory whatever is most significant. It is not an assessment of how good a book is; if it were rubbish I would not bother writing about it at all. Rather, it is just whatever thoughts were inspired by it. This is why I often get sidetracked and end up talking about that girl with cerebral palsy who I totally failed to pick up and who was probably a lesbian anyway, or that metre-long shit I once did in the bathroom of an Indian restaurant in Shinjuku.
The problem is, I read a lot of good books – indeed, some outstanding and moving books – and yet I have nothing much to say about them. I could sum up my thoughts in a paragraph, so I haven’t bothered writing a review.
Now that I’m just finishing up the biggest reading period of my life, I feel like these books deserve some sort of recognition here at the People’s.
So here we go: my ultra-brief assessments of other good books I’ve read:
The Complete Works of Ibsen
The plays are Read More
Book review of Delphi Poetry Anthology.
Continuing to Shakespeare’s sonnets, I think we can skip the Eighteenth because you already know it. In the Thirtieth he gets into a maudlin spiral, but finds a way out: Read More
I feel myself making an economic prediction, which is exactly what I warn youse NOT to do in my upcoming book. I was in the middle of shifting money around for rational reasons, and then . . . I could not bring myself to move some bonds into shares as planned.
I should not be timing the market. I am the worst investor in the world, and the only way of protecting myself is to play it dumb. But still, if I cannot physically make myself move the funds, perhaps my risk profile is lower than I thought it was.
Here’s the thing:
- Elites hate Trump.
- They are willing to publish fake stories and clutch straws to impeach him.
- They would be willing to crash the economy to make him lose the next election.
- They are able to crash the economy.
I’ve visited China twice, a decade ago and recently. The difference was stark. It was once rough but friendly; these days you’ll feel unwelcome before you’ve even left the airport, and I strongly discourage you from flying Chinese airlines or transferring via a Chinese hub for this reason.
Having been in the region, I know Read More
Some years ago I wrote a post entitled Clever people are stupid. It describes various ways in which the highly intelligent can be a bit silly, whether it be from general eccentricity, overspecialization, overconfidence or the ability to believe highly complex, internally consistent but utterly wrong things that a dumber person could not hope to wrap his inferior head around.
Today we will more closely examine the last and consider how it relates to our present cognitive overlords, the Cloud People.
There has always been some form of elite opinion. It might have been called Read More
Book review of Delphi Poetry Anthology.
I promised very old English poems. Such poems ye shall have.
In fact, we shall begin by going all the way back to anonymous, traditional ballads, apparently Scottish.
In the following story, Lord William tries to ride off with Douglas’ dirty slut of a daughter, so Douglas and his seven sons go out to meet him in battle. William is injured, the couple escape and spend just one night together. By midnight he’s dead and by the next day she is, too. They bury William and a brier grows over his grave. And then . . .