Younger Hotter Tighter – review #1

August 16, 2018
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YHT

Daygame enthusiasts are well aware of many “player’s journey” blogs in our corner of the internet. They log the author’s lay reports, theoretical musings, and travel stories. If this is news to you, click here for a list of many such blogs.

One of them is written by my buddy and sometime Euro Jaunt wing Mr White. He’s just put up a review of my latest memoir Younger Hotter Tighter. Go read the full thing here [1]. A couple of selected quotes:

“On first examination, the book feels much higher quality than the others with Nick deciding to go for a matte cover rather than gloss as well as the whole book being in full colour which adds a nice touch”

“The writing style is also similar to the previous book in that technical advice is thrown in throughout so the reader is learning while following the narrative.”

You can buy Younger Hotter Tighter here. If my product line-up is awfully confusing, try checking out this summary page.

[1] Anyone commenting “but he’s your buddy and wing and therefore not objective” is not the sharp-eyed sceptic they think they are. Yes, it’s blindingly obvious it’s not objective and nobody is pretending otherwise so don’t embarrass yourself trying on the posture.

#65 – The Sultan’s Daughter, Dennis Wheatley BOOK REVIEW

August 12, 2018
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The Sultans Daughter

There was a time when men made tough decisions and didn’t flinch when disappointing people. Now, of course, everyone is a faggot [1]. Regular readers will know of my project to read lots and lots [2] of Dennis Wheatley, a former best-selling UK author. He was one of the pioneers of genre fiction and created several long-running series featuring some dashing debonair heroes.

One such hero is Roger Brook, secret agent in the employ of Prime Minister William Pitt. Roger gets sent into Europe to scuttle the plans of rival Great Powers for the glory of Britain. It’s rip-roaring, sabre-rattling, timber-shivering good adventure.

It is also bodice-ripping.You see, Roger Brook is a cad. A damnable cad.

The Sultan’s Daughter is the eighth in a series of twelve books covering the period from 1783 right up to 1815 when Wellington finally put paid to that nasty Corsican atheist Napoleon at the battle of Waterloo. While Bernard Cornwell’s Sharpe was quite effectively winning every major battle single-handed as a rank’n’file soldier, Brook was equally single-handedly winning the espionage war. Each book is epic in its own right, and The Sultan’s Daughter weighs in at a hefty 511 pages. Those are proper pages too, with lots of words on ’em.

Dennis Wheatley

I want

As an aside, I tried reading this one in a single day but my mother threw an epic tantrum and shouted at me for an hour so that scuttled my plans more effectively than Brook himself could’ve managed. I retired to bed at 4am stuck on page 464, floundering like Napoleon’s army in Egypt. The thing is, Wheatley writes such page-turners that smashing through 464 pages in one day wasn’t at all boring.

The Sultan’s Daughter begins with Brook already tight with Napoleon, who has made him an aide-de-camp. The little Corsican’s star is rising fast as the French Republic’s premier soldier but he hasn’t yet taken supreme power by coup d’etat. Pitt sends Brook off from the south coast and almost immediately he’s hunted by a French frigate in the Channel, captured on his landing, and comes within a whisker of summary execution. From there, the pace never lets up. Napoleon is sent to invade Egypt and push on through Syria to India so Brook tags along.

So far, so much spying. What about him being a cad? He’s got a long-running on-off love affair with an English girl Georgina but they’ve agreed not to marry in order to keep their affair more exciting. So he starts the book banging her.

“After a moment Georgina shrugged her fine shoulders, smiled and said, ‘Dear Roger, that no two lovers could have had more joy of one another I’d ne’er deny; but marriage is another thing. We agreed long since that did we enter on wedlock the permanent tie would bring ruin to our love. ‘Tis because I have been your mistress for only brief periods between long intervals that the flame of our desire for one another has never died.'”

So, he’s got his English plate spinning without needing to promise commitment. A firm foundation. His moral fibre is really tested during the French sacking of Cairo. While out late at night Roger surprises six infantrymen who have kidnapped two local women. Brook gets a glimpse of one as her veil falls and she’s the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. He decides to try a rescue through negotiation, as he doesn’t fancy his chances when so outnumbered. A barter ensues.

“Roger decided that a gold piece per man with something extra for the Sergeant should do the trick, so he said, ‘Ten louis.’
The Sergeant spat. ‘Then your luck’s out. She’s worth twenty times that. Just look at her, and think what she’ll be like when you’ve got her clothes off.’
‘All right. Twenty-five, then.’
‘You’re wasting my time, Colonel. When we’ve had our fill of her we’ll bring the other lads along. Plenty of them will cough up ten francs a go to put her on her back. She’ll earn us twice that in a week, and more.’

Eventually they settle a price and Roger takes her to his logistically-convenient Airbnb apartment. The girl, Zanthe, asks he also rescue her maid but she’s not a looker so he passes. A cad you say? How about this exchange:

‘So you mean to force me!’ she flared.
‘I trust not. Must I remind you that barely an hour ago I saved you from a most terrible ordeal at the hands of six ruffians, who would later have hired you out to scores of their comrades. Since you are a fully experienced woman, I should have thought you would be happy to reward me.’

They argue a bit more then Roger continues:

‘But all this is irrelevant to our situation. I give not a damn how you feel on such matters. The night grows old and I have no mind to parley with you further. Under the age-old usages of war you are now mine, to do with as I will, and I have made clear my intentions. Oblige me by getting yourself undressed.’

He battles some serious LMR, rapes her, and naturally she ends up enjoying it. Unfortunately for Brook he’s then sent away on urgent business by Napoleon and finds Zanthe gone on his return. Apparently she wasn’t so enthused about his rape game. Anyway, I shan’t spoil the story but note she is The Sultan’s Daughter of the title and appears quite a bit later. Towards the end of the book, Brook finds himself desperate to return home to Georgina but enjoying Zanthe too much. Zanthe has twice saved his life – once from impalement by a fat Turkish sultan [3] and once from plague – and is now living with him in Alexandria as they plan a future together. Brook is riding near the sea when he spots an English vessel sending sailors ashore for water. Finally, a chance to return home!

Siege of Acre Napoleon

“Right lads, you all go that way where the Turks are and I’ll just stay back here”

“As Roger thought of those months ahead during which, if he remained in Egypt, he must continue to suffer from the sweltering heat, myriads of flies, possibility of being killed by an Arab or stung by a poisonous reptile, and living all this time among companions growing daily more desperate with fear about their future, he had never before so greatly longed to be back in the green fields of England.

Only the thought of Zanthe deterred him from galloping back over the crest, pulling out his white handkerchief and waving it aloft to the little party of seamen who meant home and safety to him. She had given him intense pleasure. She loved and needed him. She had twice saved his life and had nursed him back to health. Could he possibly desert her? Sill worse, could he simply disappear without a word, leaving her to months of misery, wondering whether he were dead or alive and what had happened to him? She was very beautiful and he would soon be strong enough to become again her lover in the fullest sense. But there were other women as beautiful, even if in a different way, and as passionate in England. In a few years she would look middle-aged and have become fat and unwieldy. Why should he sacrifice every other thing for which he craved to saddle himself with a half-Asiatic girl whom he would have to take with him as his wife wherever they went, whether they actually married or not?”

Brook ends up ditching her the next day and barely looks back. All’s fair in love and war [4]. I’m sure the more successful players among you know the dilemma. Nobody wants his bird getting fat and old.

If you’d like to see how I deal with all the hot birds I meet while adventuring overseas, why not try my new memoir Younger Hotter Tighter which is full of this stuff. And I don’t like the French either.

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Brooks finds himself in the Battle Of The Nile too

[1] Except me.
[2] And lots.
[3] Actual impalement on a wooden stake, not a figurative impalement like what Casanova got from a fat Turk in his memoir.
[4] Technically, this is both.

Younger Hotter Tighter is on sale now

August 12, 2018
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I’m not sure words can express how relieved I feel at this moment. For the past four years I’ve had the mother of all open loops. “Nick, write a memoir of your entire skirt-chasing daygame journey. That’ll be fun,” I’d told myself in mid-2014. That single-volume project soon ballooned and I committed myself to four – yes FOUR – big volumes.

I don’t do things by halves, it would seem.

Anyway, that loop now snaps shut with a satisfying click. The final book is finished and I hereby announce it’s release. I’ll say more about it over the coming few weeks. Till then, I’m pretty sure anyone who has read volumes one and two already knows what they are getting in for by ordering this one.

There is one big difference this time: the order process.

I was so happy with Ingram’s printing of Daygame Infinite that I decided to do all my new releases with them. Their versions feel so much nicer in the hands, plus they are in colour, and more important of all Ingram can handle more complex page designs without blowing up their conversion software. So, Younger Hotter Tighter is only available the following way:

STEP ONE: Calculate the price. This is £30 UK, $45 US, $50 AUS, e40 EU, £50 Rest Of World [1] This includes shipping.

STEP TWO: Paypal me at krauser@rocksolidgame.co.uk Be sure to include your name, postal address, the words “Younger Hotter Tighter” and a telephone number for the UPS delivery man. See this example. You need to provide all of the information requested with the red stars * on the right side.

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Please note that the difference in price between locations is entirely due to varied print and postage costs. My own margin is exactly the same each time. Canada is now Rest Of World because it must be shipped from the US.

[1] Postage is the big killer on this book. If you want it MUCH cheaper, order it with one or more of my other books. Email me with which books you want and which country to deliver to and I’ll quote you a price. Titles available in this way are: Daygame Infinite, Daygame Mastery, Younger Hotter Tighter, and Daygame Infinite Pocket (more on that very soon). All are full colour.

I’m hoping to update my Sigma Wolf website to make this all automated but God knows how long that will take. I’m a lazy man.

#64 – Thieves Fall Out, Gore Vidal BOOK REVIEW

August 10, 2018
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thieves fall out

We are led to believe, in this modern politically correct age, that noticing patterns is ‘prejudice’ and facts are ‘hateful’. I think both the Left and Right would agree that discrimination is everywhere, but they disagree on what the word means.

To the Left, discrimination is a bad thing. It means you are treating people unfairly according to some correlation you’ve noticed that one thing tends to go with another: scheming Jew, cheating Turk, gay Arab, goat-fucking Muslim, depraved Leftist, child-molesting Faggot and so on.

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Depraved leftist

To the Right, discrimination is a good thing. It means you can capably discern patterns in the world and then form predictions and modes of action which will tend to lead to favourable outcomes. Don’t let Jews run your banks or they’ll swindle you. Don’t trust a Turk vendor to give you a fair price, and certainly don’t let your kids anywhere near faggots.

Discrimination is risk-assessment. It’s good judgement. It’s why Poland hasn’t had any Muslim terror attacks whereas London is second only to Karachi as the acid-throwing capital of the world.

I mention this because Gore Vidal’s Thieves Fall Out, written in 1953 and based in Egypt around the time of revolution the prior year, is chock full of stereotypes and associations that seem an awful lot like common sense to me but would shock a spaghetti-armed soyboy. It reminded me of one of my first client jobs in 1998 when I was an apprentice at a big London financial company.

The client ran huge public works projects in North Africa, such as building hydro-electric dams and hundreds of miles of pipelines. They’d contract with such governments then assemble teams, plans, and supervise on-site work. Quite a big business. Two things were particularly notable when I was looking through the expense account of a couple of projects in Egypt. I went in to a project managers office to ask him about it:

“These are two lines that seem abnormally large: hotel penalties, and sundry regulatory fees. Can you explain them?”

The manager, a big Ghanian who looked like Ike Ibeabuchi and laughed heartily like Brian Blessed did indeed explain. “It is always the same with Egyptians. They come to London for business trips and then smash the hotel rooms, so we pay for the repair. The other thing is bribes to local government and police.”

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Just missing the knife in the ribs

Thieves Fall Out presents Cairo, and later Luxor, as disgusting shitholes boiling under a scorching sun while the filth-strewn streets are thronged by beggars and murderers. Every white man has a target on his back. The story opens when an American sailor – admittedly a chancer – called Peter Wells wakes up in a brothel having been drugged and robbed the night before [1]. Broke and alone, he stumbles to a local ex-pat’s hotel bar and tries to scare up a hustle. He falls in with smugglers who hire him to convey a valuable relic out of the country for an illicit art sale. From there it’s a standard hard-boiled story where everyone is on the make, nobody tells the truth, and every broad is a sassy gal who knows how to shuck her hips to make a grown man whimper.

So much, so typical of the genre.

What stands out is the setting. It’s common to read hardboiled stories set in the back alleys of Los Angeles and long drives in a Cadillac out to the Hollywood hills or the vineyards and alfalfa fields in the north. Equally popular a setting are the tenements of New York with their tough Irish bartenders and wise-cracking Harlem pimps. It’s quite refreshing to have a cast of the aforementioned scheming Jews, cheating Turks, and gay Arabs (literally this story has all three).

“He walked about the streets until eight o’clock, staring at the crowds. He was propositioned a hundred times. Boys tried to sell him their sisters, their aunts, themselves: men offered to arrange erotic exhibitions for him, to sell him dope, stolen jewels, Persian rugs. He got very tired of them, but they were a part of this strange world and he was determined to make the best of it.”

Mind you, the white ex-pats he falls in with are a gang of rogues too. Still, at least when he’s in their hotels he’s quite safe. Later when he crosses the Nile outside Luxor with a guide they are set upon by three Arab bandits who try to castrate him just because. Once the uprising in Cairo hits full swing he witnesses a mob surround and decapitate four unarmed soldiers.

It’s not like the fist-fights and occasional knifing in LA and NYC stories.

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This one is more one-sided than usual

Aside from the themes, the other point of note in this book is how short and simple Vidal’s sentences are. His prose isn’t at all flowery and the simplicity of it, his discipline in not putting on any literary airs and graces, is refreshing. Here’s an early example:

“A flood of abuse made him dizzy. Her hands opened and shut convulsively as she shouted at him, her black eyes large and brilliant. He edged towards the door. She put herself between him and the door, her hands clutching now at his clothes. He shoved her away. This was a mistake, for she immediately yelled for help. Help came in the form of five women of different age, weight, and beauty, but all sharing the same profession and dressed in similar loose robes, all shouting as they crowded about him on the rickety stairs outside the room.”

Actually, now that I write that I realise why this book appealed to me so much. It reminded me of my recent holiday in Thailand.

If you’d like to know just what I got up to in Thailand and how it makes Peter Wells’ adventures seem dull in comparison, keep your peepers glued to this site as I will make an announcement sometime soon.

[1] Remarkably similar to Alan Caillou’s book I reviewed here which starts the same way and is also set in the same Egyptian uprising. Funny that.

#63 – Win Bigly, Scott Adams BOOK REVIEW

August 9, 2018
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Win Bigly

“I am endorsing Hillary Clinton for my own safety”

You can’t trust anything Scott Adams tells you. However, this isn’t because he tells lies (he doesn’t). It’s because Adams always has an angle. He’s a trained hypnotist and expert in the use and analysis of persuasion….. and he’s using these skills on you all the time [1]

The stated purpose of Win Bigly is to explain to you the persuasion skills Donald Trump used to win the US Presidential Election of 2016 against overwhelming odds, and for Adams to explain what he saw that enabled him to be one of the few pundits to predict a Trump win far in advance.

The actual purpose of Win Bigly is for Scott Adams to preen, run a victory lap, and position himself as a recognised expert so that you take him more seriously in future. The book is non-stop “look at how awesomely I predicted this” cloaked in false modesty, written with an obsessive self-interest in Scott Adams the man and what he was concerned about at each stage, rather than Trump, or the US generally. [2]

I actually admire that he did this. Win Bigly is a textbook example of watching a persuader at work, if you can run a meta-level read of it at the same time as a normal read. I started following Scott Adams’ blog in late 2015, after Mike Cernovich linked it, right through to months after the inauguration. Adam’s “Master Persuader” ideas were innovative, illuminating, and often accurately predictive. He deserves his current popularity.

However, he’s completely wrong. I wouldn’t say he’s a bullshitter – he makes too many falsifiable predictions for that label to be fair – but he often runs close to it. There are so many good ideas in Scott’s work that I needed to be very careful in analysing him while reading, holding everything in a mental quarantine as I work through their implications and decide what can be allowed into my world-view versus what is poison. He sings a convincing siren song.

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Winning Bigly

The subtitle of the book explains the main thesis: Persuasion in a world where facts don’t matter. Adams wants us to use what he names the Persuasion Filter, filter being his re-branding of the common word ‘perspective’. He says humans are ‘moist robots’ that can be programmed to think certain ways if a persuader knows how to communicate to them. Donald Trump is a master persuader, utilising an incredible talent stack of skills to communicate very effectively. Much of the book is outlining this talent stack and explaining key examples.

And the whole time, Adams is using those same skills on you. For example, Adams explains ‘strategic ambiguity’ as a tactic whereby you are purposefully vague about a policy idea so that groups with mutually exclusive wants can all support you because each reads into the ambiguity what they wish to see. Really, this is an old PUA tactic of letting girls fill in the blanks, knowing they’ll fill them with traits of her ideal man that you might not possess.

For example, when Trump says “we need to take our country back” it’s an ambiguous statement. Who is ‘we’, what does he mean by ‘our country’ and taking it back from whom? A white nationalist may read this as taking back WASP America from the multi-culturalists and then deporting non-whites. A civic nationalist may read it as removing globalist influence and the foreign bribery at the Chamber Of Commerce. A coal miner in Pennsylvania could read it as a need to get out of the Paris Climate Accord and a business owner may read it as getting out of TPP and NAFTA.

Adams is using strategic ambiguity on the reader constantly.

He wants you to believe he only wrote positively about Trump’s persuasion skills but he didn’t agree with any of either candidate’s policy positions. Then he endorsed Hillary, then Gary Johnson, then Trump. Yeah, I’d say that’s covering the bases. He wants you to believe facts don’t matter, but then often slides into explaining how facts do matter.

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Spygate isn’t relevant here

As a work of philosophy Win Bigly is solipsistic, immature, dishonest, and self-aggrandising. But of course it’s not a work of philosophy. It’s a work of persuasion. It’s a book people pick up before boarding a flight, when it’s either that or The Psychopath Test or 12 Rules For Life. It’s pop-psych. Some of you may believe this is the old “clown nose on, clown nose off” evasion used by Jew agents like Jon Stewart or Jimmy Kimmel, but I think it’s all a bit of fun.

Adams is pushing hard for the theory that Trump won because he’s persuasive. Facts don’t matter. Hmmmmmmmm. What would be some alternative filters to explain his win?

  • Jared Kushner won the election by using advanced analytics to campaign in all the right places for electoral college votes. Trump disguised this strategy by hiring first Corey Lewandowski, then Clinton-campaign spy Paul Manafort, then Kelly-Ann Conway as official campaign managers but who were really just front men. Thus they took the heat and Kushner could work in secret.
  • There are two Donald Trumps. There is “The Donald”, a buffoonish reality TV star with stupid hair who says the dumbest things. There is also Donald J Trump an extremely savvy and experienced real estate magnate who has been outplaying the most apex of predators in the Manhattan jungle for decades. The buffoon is a ploy to cause his opponents to underestimate him. The real Donald J Trump is a revolutionary political leader who has been planning his presidency for decades.
  • The Clinton campaign gave orders to their MSM flunkies to promote Donald Trump in the Republican primaries because she thought The Donald was the real man and he’d be easy to beat in the general election. This is the ‘pied piper’ strategy. Adams wants you to believe Trump’s persuasion gave him all that positive coverage and then it was because ‘Godzilla’ (Robert Cialdini) was hired by the Clinton campaign after Trump secured the nomination that suddenly Trump started getting bad coverage. Really, it was always the Clinton plan to build him up for the nomination and then tear him down for the election.
  • Trump represented a genuine alternative to the establishment republican candidates and the utterly corrupt Hillary Clinton. Voters aren’t that dumb. Hillary had been demonstrably corrupt for decades and Trump wasn’t taking any large donor contributions. Bernie fans realised Clinton had screwed them by rigging the Democrat nomination and many stayed home. After fifty years of never having a real choice at the ballot box, the US voters finally had one and they chose Trump.
  • Trump’s policy positions were genuinely fresh and good for America, such as controlling illegal immigration, resisting political correctness, restoring the military, getting out of harmful global agreements, and scrapping Obamacare. Adams is flat out wrong when he repeats the Clinton lie that Trump was vague on policy. No. He had detailed policy documents on his campaign site from early in the race. Many Americans voted for the policies rather than the man. Facts did matter.
  • Demographic changes following the 1965 immigration bill, the Reagan amnesty, and flooding illegal immigrants have meant the Democrat party became the anti-white party, what Steve Sailer called ‘the coalition of the fringes’. This unholy alliance of contradictory identity groups can only be united through anti-white hate. Eventually, white people overcame their terror of being called racists and decided to vote against the people trying to exterminate them.
  • Multi-generational trends (be it r/K or Kondratieff Cycles) peaked Left with Obama who then gutted the Democrat Party with his own managerial incompetence, leaving it extremely vulnerable to a decent Republican campaign. This combined with a mass societal shift towards the Right that was larger than any man or campaign, as can be seen in rising nationalism in Europe. Trump rode that wave.

Personally, I think the Sun Tzu Filter is far more accurate than the Persuasion Filter. But I understand why Adams doesn’t use it. It would mean addressing issues such as Democrat treachery, globalism, the Jewish Question, and taking a stand on policy issues. If he did that, Adams would lose his strategic ambiguity and with it half his audience. He has to pussyfoot around the middle-ground pretending only persuasion matters.

Adams wants to be mainstream. You can’t be that and tell the truth about what’s important. I don’t blame him. We don’t live in an ideal world.

People who lack an education in history and the classics are easily fooled by charlatans. This is why every single year, without fail, there are con-men like Deepak Wayne, or JMULV, or Eben Pagan, or whoever. They tell an exciting new story [3] and the morons jump aboard the hype train. The same thing happens in the social sciences and with public intellectuals. Sometimes they are embarrassing frauds like Tai Nehisi Coates, or Paul Krugman, or Jordan Peterson. Other times they are more like Scott Adams: not frauds, but very clearly men with an agenda for self-promotion who push inconsistent and incoherent philosophies wrapped around some genuinely fresh and penetrating insight.

I like Scott Adams and I absolutely recommend both this book and his earlier (and better) How To Fail At Almost Everything And Still Win Big. The fact he provoked so much thought from me is evidence of his value as a thinker. But I think he’s completely wrong and you should be very careful letting such a smooth operator have a direct route into your worldview.

If you think I’m just jealous because he’s way more popular than me and predicted the Trump win, I may remind you that I won $6,000 betting on the God Emperor and parlayed my support to get laid with lots of hot girls by running my Trump Stack routine on dates before the election. You can read how I masterfully persuade girls by checking out Daygame Infinite and Daygame Mastery. That’s persuasion honed at the coal face of street pickup.

[1] Often so bold as to explain the technique he’s using, as he’s using it on you. I do rather respect that.
[2] Of course, I’m quite aware that I write books entirely about myself and then fill them with photos of myself. So don’t think I’m criticizing Adams for it and I don’t begrudge him the victory lap because he put himself on the line when there was a lot to lose. I’m just pointing out what the book really is about, underneath his smoke and mirrors.
[3] The reason they rise to prominence is because they have a good story. Every bubble and every scam has a good story. If they don’t, they don’t catch on and you don’t hear about them.

#62 -Voyages Of Discovery, Time Life BOOK REVIEW

August 9, 2018
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Voyages of Discovery

I’ve sometimes wondered why the Mexican drug cartels are so incredibly brutal. You’d expect gangs to enforce their control through violence, including murder, and perhaps even the occasional demonstrative killing in which the victim is particularly brutally slaughtered. The cartels are a whole order of magnitude above that. If you’re dumb enough to go on some of the specialist gore sites, which I don’t recommend, here are some of the things you can see:

  • A sicario from a rival gang is captured. The video begins in a squalid kitchen with shiny white tiled floor and a half dozen sicarios present. They’ve already chopped both hands off at the wrist, the victim using the bloody stumps to try to push his attackers away as they attempt to decapitate him with a blunt garden tool. They’d already peeled his face off with a box cutter.
  • One of the women present at the above murder, called “the crazy blonde” by her ghoulish fans for her enthusiastic participation, is captured in a reprisal kidnapping and paraded in a field with a few other chubby middle-aged female narcos. After their masked captors talk tough for a while, the women are dismembered and decapitated.
  • A young sicario is held down with a foot on his forehead. His arms are tied behind his back. Two other sicarios flay his entire chest while he moans and begs.
  • A big fat black man is lying in a field, his arms tied behind his back. A gang of sicarios roll him onto his stomach and then cut off both of his arms with a large knife. They roll him onto his back and then disembowel him. The black man’s eyes are open and he blinks several times, though strangely makes no noise or struggle.
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Really tame compared to reality

I never made it to the end of these videos and decided my little psychological experiment in “hardening my amygdala to shocking stimuli” was actually a bad idea. I can’t unsee these things now but I certainly learned my lesson to never go back onto such websites. But anyway, the obvious question is why the brutality?

The torture-murders weren’t about extracting information, and nor was that level of sadism necessary to remove rivals. Most gangs simply shoot you. Now that I’ve been reading Voyages Of Discovery, my best guess is this: Mexicans are descended from the Aztecs. It’s in their blood. Here’s a section from chapter five:

“In 1323, King Achitometl agreed to the marriage of his daughter to the Aztec chief… Hoping to ingratiate themselves with their god of springtime, Xipe Totec, they welcomed the Colhuacan princess and then ritually sacrificed her and flayed her. King Achitometl, arriving to witness her wedding, was aghast to find an Aztec priest wearing her skin as a dance costume.”

Yeah, build the wall.

Don’t think this was an isolated incident. You can go back into European history and find some pretty grim executions. What marks the Aztecs as different is both the sheer scale of their sadistic depravity, and how it was interwoven into their very religion. Here’s another description:

“Human sacrifice was central to Aztec civilisation. Each year between 10,000 and 20,000 victims met their deaths in religious rituals… Taking one limb each, they stretched their prey over a 50-centimetre-high stone block. A fifth priest, wielding a razor-sharp stone knife, made a swift sideways stroke across the chest, cutting through the breastbone and ribs. The still-beating heart was wrenched out and held aloft to the sun.”

When the Spanish conquistadors finally showed up and put an end to this butchery, you can make a solid claim they were liberating the Central Americans from the Aztec yoke, brutal though the wops were. There were lots of other interesting facts in this book that really struck me as significant and yet not generally known. For example, I’m sure you’ve heard plenty about Europe being evil for bringing new illnesses to the Americas that wiped out the native populations.

Oh god, how awful!!! etc….

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There’s a wonderful PC game about this era

Well, chapter two talks about the Italian Renaissance that centred around Florence in the 1400s, triggered by the rediscovery of Roman and Greek classics that were preserved in Arabic and then translated into Latin. The instability of warring Italian city states proved a fertile breeding ground for artists and scholars as the rich controlling families such as the Medicis used patronising the arts as a conspicuous display of power and wealth.

What else triggered it?

The massive depopulation of the region through the Black Death in 1347. By the year 1353 it had killed an estimated one third of the European population. Florence had 100,000 people on the eve of the Black Death and didn’t climb back to the 50,000 mark until two hundred years later. Milan lost half it’s people and Pisa three quarters.

Where did the Black Death come from? Rats brought by invading Mongols to the near East, which then boarded the Turk and Arabic merchant ships. Yeah, Orcs from Mordor brought diseases that wiped out a third of Europe. You don’t hear the Left talking about that, do you [1].

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Assassins Creed 2 is a romp through Renaissance Florence.

I found the Renaissance fascinating and didn’t realise it was ideologically motivated by humanism, of turning the arts away from standardised glorification of God and to an accurate and mathematical observation of nature. Also fascinating was the chapter on Bohemia’s holy wars, the main takeaway being the utter corruption and evil of the Papacy and the Holy Roman Empire [3]. I don’t know if 1400s Vatican was as bad as it is now, as at least then they weren’t promoting the invasion of Europe by Africans, female priests, gangs of homosexuals dominating the clergy, or running international child trafficking networks through Mexico. But they were pretty bad.

The most interesting factoid of all was in chapter one, about the rivalry between the Portuguese and Spanish maritime explorers who discovered the Americas and the southern tip of Africa. Have you ever wondered why Brazil speaks Portuguese whereas all the other wops speak Spanish? “Because it was a Portuguese colony” is not the right answer. Obviously you must wonder why it was Portuguese.

Well, the bickering between Spain and Portugal was ended by the Treaty Of Tordesillas in 1494 brokered by the Vatican. At that time the pope, Alexander XI, was a Spaniard who had been elected only the previous year with the backing of Queen Isabella of Spain. The pope attempted a fit-up job to screw the Portuguese by creating a north-south demarcation line out in the empty Atlantic. Everything to the West was Spain’s, to the East was Portugal’s.

At that time, explorers had charted the West Coast of Africa and found it mostly shit. They had been unable to reach India around the Cape Of Good Hope (where all the expensive spices were that stimulated the exploration because currently Muslims controlled all the land caravan routes). To the West of the line was Cuba and Hispanola, discovered by Columbus two years earlier, and they thought it was only a short hop from there to India.

Nobody had discovered Brazil yet, almost all of which turned out to be east of the line.

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Dumb bastards, yesterday

Stupid fucking Spanish.

[1] Just as the African slave trade run by Arabs and Ottomans, far bigger than that run by Europeans and Americans [2], seems to get a pass whereas white people are supposed to feel very guilty about buying African slaves from other Africans.
[2] Actually, Jews. Something like 90% of all “American” slave traders where actually as American as Ben Shapiro and Bill Kristol.
[3] Which was neither Holy, Roman, or even really an Empire.

Lulu is having a sale

July 30, 2018
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I thought you might be interested to know that Lulu has two good coupon codes running now which can be used together:

SHIPIT2018 gives free shipping

FWD15 gives a 15% discount.

This means something like the Daygame Nitro hardback is $48, Primal Seduction hardback is $77 and so on. All the other books including my memoir volumes 1, 2 and 4 are also covered by the sale. Just enter the codes in the basket.

Go here for Lulu’s page of my books