Serbia has been in lockdown for three weeks. Not to the extent of Chinese measures, such as welding people into their homes, but they are taking it rather more seriously than the globalists running the UK. So, everything is closed except supermarkets and pharmacies, which themselves close at 3pm. There’s a curfew from 5pm, but food delivery is still allowed. It’s all going swimmingly, as society continues to function and Krauser continues to maintain his bodybuilding macros.
So, everyone is happy.
I was on a big conference video call last night with a right bunch of cunts and it was my first social contact in a fortnight. One topic mentioned was, what is everyone doing with their free time in isolation? The main thing I realised is that my life hasn’t changed in the slightest. I’m still unemployed, with no mates, and no birds. I was doing that before Corona made it cool. That got me thinking about introversion and Game.
Have you read Susan Cain’s popular book Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking? I did last year and thoroughly enjoyed it. Her main thrust is that extraverts outnumber introverts 3:1 and through weight of numbers have convinced us that characteristics of introversion are dysfunctional. They’ve pathologised it. We see this in game advice constantly. You’re supposed to go out to social environments packed with people and stimulus (bars, clubs) and then talk to every cunt there. Be friendly to the door whore, high five the bouncers, get pally with the bar man, chink glasses with every group, open some pawn sets, merge them forwards, get bummed off a fat hairy Turk. Okay, that last one is still non-standard advice. But, the point is, traditional game advice maps directly onto extraversion. Be More Extraverted.
What if you think bars are shit? What if you’ve no interest in faking palliness with strangers? What if you don’t want to befriend jackasses? Then you have bad game, brah! None of this is news to avid daygamers. Most of us already had that eureka moment of I can shag birds without becoming a social monkey. We know we are introverts and that a path of tight game exists for us too. No, that’s old news. What interests me about Corona is extending the thought: what if it’s not just simple introversion that is being unfairly patholigised by insufferable extraverted big mouths?
Think of the following behaviours which are generally considered socially dysfunctional:
- social anxiety
- compulsive hand-washing and surface-cleaning
- standoffish with wop-style hugging and cheek-kissing
What is the one thing all of these behaviours have in common? Minimisation of exposure to infectious diseases.
The Corona lockdown is reminding us why the environment has selected for introversion. We haven’t had a major human pandemic since the Spanish Flu of 1918  so we’ve been lulled into a false sense of security about how regular these things decimate humanity. The four horsemen of the apocalypse are Conquest, War, Famine, and Pestilence. Civilisation is the art of allowing people to live in cities without dying like rats . Globalisation massively ups the risk, by expanding the scope of where diseases can be found and the speed of how quickly they can be imported into our countries. People seem to forget antibiotics weren’t invented until 1929 and didn’t enter widespread usage until the 1940s.
That’s why we haven’t had a major pandemic since 1918. We forgot about Pestilence, just as we forgot about Famine and, until recently, Conquest (i.e. mass immigration)
So, when wondering how certain “dysfunctional” traits emerged in our population  everything changes when you interpret it against a backdrop of ever-present disease risk. All that rabbitry of the past eighty years was enabled not just by the spectacular resource growth of capitalism (suppressing Famine) or keeping all our wars outside of the Western lands (suppressing the popular experience of War), but by the impact of antibiotics and sanitisation in controlling pandemics. Thanks to the commie Chinese bastards, perhaps that era is coming to an end. The four horseman of the apocalypse have appeared on the horizon and that’s turning us wolfish.
I couldn’t help but notice the January/February fad for prepping on Twitter. To me, this is the wolfish trait of “preparing for winter” expressing itself. The squirrels are collecting nuts. The world continues to shift from r towards K. I like it . It’s becoming a world I recognise and enjoy living in.
So, what am I doing in isolation? Just the same things I always did, because I’m a wolfish introvert. There have been some tweaks. The gyms are closed, so my training regime has shifted towards endurance/flexibility, seeing as muscle-building is out. Concordantly, my diet is back towards low-carb and -300 calorie deficits. After running surpluses and carb supercompensation, I’d have to cut eventually. Might as well do it now. I continue to read more than I should (just started book #44 of 2020), and I’m catching up on my video games. I recently completed Division 2, Yakuza Zero, and Sunset Overdrive . I’ve also gotten my ass in gear for writing my two planned books of 2020.
What should YOU be doing during a lockdown? Well, what better time is there to do your daygame homework and really learn the theory, so you are well “prepped” for when the streets reopen and the bitches start looking for dick? Get yourself Daygame Overkill, by far the best infield video series out there.
 I don’t count Ebola because that only affected Africans, or AIDS because it only affected degenerates.
 That’s an aphorism from Vox Day.
 I’m talking about introversion etc again, not faggotry.
 All excellent games. I’m currently level 38 on Assassins Creed Odyssey and halfway through Resident Evil 2 remake.
 Fortunately I did all my shagging while rabbitry ruled the world.