Ever since Eve at that critical moment screamed, “Be a MAN!”, we have the duty, the pride, the honor, no, the pleasure of being a man. But, alas, many males have become ashamed of the passions that are natural and reasonable and have become proud of those that are shameful and silly. Your grandparents and ancestors called him the ‘dupe’; others called him the sap. We know him only as ‘Nice Guy’. The Plague of Feminism Feminism has castrated the male mind. Masculinity, noble, wise, triumphant, essential to civilization, is damned as decadence. The key to success in dating and with women in general is NOT finding out how a woman’s mind works. To the contrary, the secret is finding out how a MAN’S mind works and being not a Nice Guy, not a Jerk, not some male, but a man. Come here, my feminists, and lay your charges against Mankind. The Dragon ladies shriek: “Masculinity is accused of the following…” “He has looked upon women as forms of meat to be sexually consumed.” “He has created a patriarchy to tower above women socially.” “He has used his brute force to treat women entirely as property to be traded, bargained, and seen as a trophy.” “He has kept women from earning as much money as he.” “He has forced women to wear different clothes, to wear make-up, to decorate ourselves, all for his pleasure.” “He has done the above for centuries and will continue to do so forever so unless we stop Mankind now.” But ladies, so bitter and cold, are you not aware that you persist on a path for certain unhappiness and destruction? You damn masculinity but then wonder why real men disappeared? You catapult your first thought toward the mirage of being female without feeling the sexual tension (Nature herself) but then merely toss the second thought as wondering why that Nice Guy, that desexualized male, is not exciting you! Oh pernicious women! I do hereby say and enunciate that every charge feminism has made against Masculinity is what femininity is guilty of. It is women who desire to be coveted by the masculine eye; women go off to clubs and other events precisely to be ogled and looked upon; these women return home sexually satisfied (for many women the conquest of the mind is enough). It is women who FORCED men to be the leaders, the chargers, the arrows that pierce and split the oncoming waves of Nature and Time, sheltering women and community. It is women who look upon man as one looks upon a plow-horse; for what does true love have to do with career, financial status, protection, and ambition? Women do not merely marry the man but the man’s career, the man’s fame, and the man’s success; she adopts his name as she adopts his ego, his property of life. It is women who have kept men from earning what they should, sucking, leeching, and draining from Man’s reserves, financially, physically, and egotistically. It is women who initiate the treatment of their bodies like a fresh ornament, painting their faces with reds and purples (the colors of sexual stimulation) and showing off their body through clothing to stimulate sexual thought. Unlike all the animals of our distracted globe, the Human female must decorate herself. The male creatures give beauty to the world, showing off their colorful feathers, reveling in their protection and work. However, women must give men incentive to mate. Women have done this for centuries and will continue to do so, now under the premise of being a victim to Man’s ‘dirty thoughts’. Yet, women are entirely sexual. It is women who create the sexual actions; Man is there for the ride. In every epoch of History, there arises an armada of feminist vultures to come tear and pick at the soul of Man for the fiery gift of civilization. Every civilization’s decline is when masculinity is in retreat. Oh masculinity! We have seen you persecuted by laws, mocked at the courts, shunned by the university, nagged into servitude, chased from education, jeered at by the powers that be, insulted by intelligentsia, laughed at by women, and betrayed by your most trusted guardians, males. For if you are forgotten now in this last era, what hope is there for the dignity of man and the youth that follows? Decadence, thy name is Woman! Let us reverse the trend. What a day it will be when men proudly wear the crown of masculinity that our flesh is heir to! Sisyphus Disease From the shocks and snaps that is the hysterical shrill known as Feminism comes the manufactured guilt impregnated into males. The most awful curse ever to be inflicted on men! What horror this curse is! For before you is the bounty of heaven, (paradise in your grasp!) yet every step you take plunges you into the depths of humiliating torturing hell! The more you pursue the women desired the more you end up driving them away! The more steps you take to end loneliness, the greater loneliness becomes! What is this curse? It is the Sisyphus. In the realm of Greek Mythology, Sisyphus was condemned to roll a stone up a hill. Yet, for poor Sisyphus, the rock would always roll back down. The more he pursued for his goal, the more he encountered defeat. Just as in today, the Nice Guys see the paradise in the woman they are attracted to, a dream in flesh. They pursue their goal and roll up their rock of phone calls, intimacy, and affection. But, for the poor Nice Guy, the harder they push that rock the harder it falls on them! The more they pursue, the more she flees. The more they declare their love, the more she vanishes forever leaving the Nice Guys with cold hard pain. “But I have dodged your Sisyphus,” an old romantic will say. “I have found my girl. We are to be soon wedded.” Alas, for Sisyphus strikes at its worst in marriage. I’ll say it again: Sisyphus strikes at its worst in marriage. Sisyphus makes sissies of us all; the married Nice Guy (sissy) faces the hardest consequences. By failing to be a man, you become not a father but a substitute mother. No wonder divorces are widespread and constant! No wonder lesbianism is on the increase! (If males act feminine, then what are women to respond to?) Sisyphus is resisting women not by negligence but by your pursuit, not by your lack of romantic sense but because of your romantic sense. Humans have been formed with a social form along with a physical form. If there is a break down in the physical form (such as the immune system), diseases are caught (flu, fever, etc.). In just the same way, if there is a break down in the social system, diseases are caught (loneliness, despair, aimlessness). Purpose, Passion, Persistence, in other words, Strength, Nobility, Mastery- this is Man. Masculinity is uninfluenced by his environments, physically and socially, while femininity is influenced completely by the environment, physically and socially. Sisyphus disrupts masculinity and places feminine characteristics into the male. Physically, Sisyphus will not adventure, risk, and ultimately surmount his surroundings. Socially, Sisyphus will shrink, become a wallflower, become agreeable with everything and everyone, and ultimately bend to the environment (submitting rather then dominating). The symptoms are broken dates, disrespect, being blown off –in other words-unrequited love. The ROOT of the symptoms is the breakdown of this social form, Sisyphus, with the plagued individual is identified as “THE NICE GUY”. A woman’s fantasy is that her beauty and charm will ensnare great men, the politicians, the lawyers, the firemen, the doctors- in other words, winning the men who can have any woman. A man’s fantasy is that his will and strength can overcome any obstacle heroically. You could even say that femininity is matter over mind while masculinity is mind over matter. Does this sound like you? "I called her everyday! Why is she blowing me off?" "I confessed my feelings for her. Why is she avoiding me!?" "We used to talk about everything all the time. I never felt closer to anyone so I decided to go for her. Now she's saying we should just be friends. What does that mean?" Poor souls! They are caught within the awful cycle known as the Nice Guy, known as the Sisyphus! They fall in love with a woman and end up driving her away! Are you lonely? Do you feel as if you’re going to be single all your life? Do all the women you find attractive fly away from you while all the women you don’t find attractive gravitate towards you? Do you feel as if you’ve lost the lottery of life? Are you jealous of other guys, especially jerks, in their ability to win the passion of women? All these are symptoms of Sisyphus. They can all be cured. Destiny of Nice Guy Towards Manhood! And this, is acknowledged, as a complete and utter blank in the mind of Nice Guy. Oh Nice Guys! They cannot be heroes, cannot be leaders, cannot be warriors, and therefore cannot be Don Juans. Stripped of masculinity, void of manly courage, the Nice Guy is a male that teeters and totters with the waves of his environment. He is not a captain. He has no sail. Listen, we can hear him… “The fish will come to the ship instead of the ship to the fish.” How sure he thinks he is! How clear his future appears! But his nets are empty. Wait, there is something. By merely drifting, the Nice Guy ship snagged some haggardly rot. Does this strike awareness in the Nice Guy to make course? No, for the Nice Guy declares “The stars are aligned that the particular fish, the one, shall meet my merry nets.” But, alas, the fish see him waving his nets around, fleeing faster than ever. His nets are still empty. Wait, the nets are not completely empty. The haggardly rot is within. “We must accept our fate,” he says and settles for the strange fish (or DAMAGED fish) that have swam into his nets. Never realizing his potential as a captain, never realizing his genius for sailing and the joys and thrills that come with it, the Nice Guy yields to mediocrity. Why does the Nice Guy stay mediocre? Because he is told that ‘someone will love him for how he is’. How destructive is this statement! What an obstacle it is to success! For it makes it seem that all values are relative, and, thus, making him blind to his mediocrity. Look! A storm is approaching. And off goes the Nice Guy, sailing away scared and frightened. Smooth seas never made successful sailors. The Nice Guy is the Great Fisherman who fishes in the docks! Toward’s Manhood! For the Nice Guy’s proper name should be Soft Male. Molded by convention, sculpted by reaction, altered by fear, the Soft Male’s destiny is to crash and burn repeatedly until someone he likes does like him back. If she does not flee, if she is as desperate as he is, then they unite with both of them saying, “Thank goodness that is over!” The Dating Game! The threshold of joy! The pinnacle of exhilaration! The zest of life’s rattling dice! These are seen as the pain, chores, and joyless motions to the Soft Males. Life is not the focus, the avoidance of pain is. Scoundrel Nice Guy Habit! His chains are too weak for us to feel until they are too strong for us to break. But it was not women who forged those chains, it is ourselves. You can hear them clanking throughout childhood. The hardest lesson to realize is that we are the creator and mastermind of our failure. Your competition is yourself. When you can conquer yourself, you can conquer everything. It is not so much that the truth of women hurts (the shock is recovered with success). No, the lies we have all believed- they leave the scar. Remember, the First Feminist was Adam who didn’t have the spine to tell Eve, “NO!” Masculinity must be secured and nourished or all civilization falls. “This is an extreme exaggeration.” Is it? Take any civilization and look at its collapse. Masculinity is always in retreat at the latter stages. Look at the Ottoman Empire! After Suleyman, the Sultans became mediocre even mentally retarded. It all started with one Sultan who became so infatuated with a Ukrainian woman that he would do anything for her. DOES THIS SOUND FAMILIAR? She wanted her son (obviously borne not by him) to be Sultan. He transported the lad into the Empire, and put him in line to be Sultan. He would do anything to please her. DOES THIS SOUND LIKE SOMETHING YOU MAY HAVE DONE? The effects of the following mediocrity were not immediately seen. But for several decades in the first half of the 17th century, the women exercised such influence that the period is called “The Sultanate of the Women”. And so the great and vast Ottoman Empire collapsed, not because of women, but because of the betrayal to masculinity. Towards Manhood! And there sits our Nice Guy waiting for THE ONE to come. Opportunity WILL NOT knock; therefore, make the door. For the beauty of successful people is that they do what unsuccessful people dare not to do. On Masculinity At the latest Pook Fiesta, I gathered the women. “Ladies! How do you know confidence?” Their cat-like eyes glowing, they answer with a slippery tongue: “Confidence is what makes others give him respect.” “Confidence is what makes me feel feminine.” “Confidence is what makes me feel comfortable.” What answers are these!? What replies these women give! Confidence! What is it? Where is it? What should it do? All that I know is that it is the most mysterious, most invoked, most advised trait to have. “Be confidant!” But what is it? And why do women want it so badly? Why don’t they make it for themselves? Oh pardon me, women, who nothing stops, not even contradictions. You women seem to have discovered some magical element known as confidence and look upon it as the Giver of All Things. Confidence! It has food for all your female appetites, calm for all your feminine nerves, direction for your missions, protection against your worries, honor against your immoralities, stability for your wavering, integrity for your shamelessness, rhythm to your boringness, advice for your endless perplexities, truths to your errors, values to your vacuums, which provides for all your needs, foresees all your desires, satisfies all your curiosities, amends your faults, and exempts you, ladies, from the need of foresight, prudence, judgment, sagacity, experience, honor, courage, and industry. How much you expect from a Man! Your desires are unlimited so your definitions are unlimited! As a man, I look upon this rare jewel, this diamond that women so frequently petition me to share, this confidence with a smirking air. I hold it to the light of Truth and then confidence splits into three, the past, present, and future- or better to say initiator, consequences, and purpose; the names of Courage, Professionalism, and Altruism. I draft three women, you, you, and YOU. Since we know that women want different things, we shall split them in three as well. Some women want to find someone to marry- that is YOU. Some women want to sleep with, to sh@g- that is YOU. Then there are women who are just looking for friendship- yes, YOU. From the different spectrums of confidence, from the eight mixes of Courage, Professionalism, and Altruism, we will see where you stand and what this marvel confidence is and the composition of a true man. Courage, Professionalism, and Altruism! Mix and match, mix and match! What types of men shall we make with them? Let us start with one that is opposite of the three values of confidence: Rate women! Out of all eight, where does he stand? Ouch! What a loser! Oh, but let us shuffle the deck again. Here we go! Prepare thyself ladies: Lives right next door to granny! What a Nice Guy! Rate ladies, rate! Even as desired to be a friend, the Nice Guy fails. Let me move the shells around again. Ah, that’s it. Here we go ladies! He worries about the neighbors! What a sissy! But he is an altruistic and professional sissy. It is Judgment Day for Charles. Rate him my ladies! Ahh, as you can see, feminine males do not get laid. Oh, do not get angry with me, ladies. I am not creating just wimps. We are going through the spectrum of ALL the guys out there. Brace thyself girls! He is not professional. He is not caring. He is a male bimbo. BUT he is brave! Women! What say you? Notice how the one night stand potential spiked! Ready ladies? Here we go: Women love status! Ladies, rate that George! See? Career success isn’t a guarantee to get you women. More! More! Ladies, he plays tennis! He jet-skies. He is a deep-sea diver! Oh, rate ladies, rate! Hoo-hah! The Edward-man scores a SECOND with the horny chick and does quite well with the rest. This is a major blow to Nice Guyism. Women prefer a BRAVE and PROFESSIONAL man before your altruism, before your ‘niceness’. Here we go, girls! He is everything except in status. How fares this my lovely ladies? Good going, Bill! His status affects his one-night stand potential, but the rest see him as a great guy. Now onto the eighth combination of the three elements of confidence: Behold! Courage is the essence of masculinity. It is the initiator resulting in some form of professionalism. From then, it spirals out into a general good, a type of altruism. This is not to mean that we all rush out and become firemen. This study from the University of Liverpool illustrates the particular characteristics women respond to. Thank you ladies! (Pook gives them a kiss and then some.) You three were most helpful! The man who can be relied on in a crisis, who usually puts himself into danger helping others, this is the ideal man. (The ladies shout, “OH YES!) Quiet, women! Your part is over. Notice that the professional and brave (but not caring) character of James Bond mold also does very well especially for the one-night stands. Literature, legend, and popular culture are dominated by heroes NOT Mr. Nice Guy. The point is that females value bravery above ‘niceness’ when selecting men for marriage, affair, or a platonic relationship. Remember the movie “Gladiator”? The film is, by no means, a chick flick. It has gore. It has guts. It has politics. It has death and destruction. It has fighting and slashing. There is no romance. There are no ‘love’ dances going on. So why do women consistently LOVE this movie and the character of Maximus in particular? The answer is that Maximus was a MAN who did everything to protect his family and society as it costs his life in the end. The tale of Maximus is mirrored by the play of Cato. In the play, Cato wins victory and then retires as farmer. This play was watched over and over again by one George Washington. At dances, women would burn their dance cards just to get one dance with General Washington. “But we all cannot save the Republic.” Look within your own life. Remember the movie “Groundhog Day”? Remember how he tries to get into a certain lady’s pants through every trick he can but fails even though he has eternity on his side? At the end, he improves himself in every aspect, and she catches him. About a decade ago, a husband and wife were swimming off the coast of Australia. Then, alas, appears a shark! It headed for the woman. The husband put himself before her and hit the shark. He did not do brilliant commentary on the shark. He did not tell the shark of his trophies and academic winnings. He just punched the shark and did it again and again. The wife was able to slip away. The husband, alas, was lost. Whatever may be said, it is certain that he was a man. It is heroism, a love that is above life. Towards Manhood! Come now, gentlemen, and gather around this pool of ashes, the remnants of All Great Men. Let us light the fire within and let it be the oracle for our post. Shh… Hear that? They are giving their advice. Listen! “The only dreams that are impossible are the ones that are not pursued. Dream! Dream! Dream!” Listen! “What! You say that you have a full weight of bad experiences on your shoulders? Shrug and live through imagination, not through history.” Hear them! “What! You are scared of risk? Imagine your emancipated spirit looking at your life. Doesn’t it seem ridiculous to look at these ‘risks’ as if they were real? What if you took the courage that one time? What if you stepped up to the challenge that other time? A life without risk is no life at all. Like a meteor, despite our lives being so brief there is that trail of fire; the flash is all. For to win without risk is to win without glory.” Listen! “What! You are waiting for a woman, a girlfriend, to come and ‘push’ you to where you need to go? You need a woman to ‘complete’ you? What a poor relationship that would make! The purpose is not to have it complete you but for you to share your completeness.” Towards Manhood! The fault is not in the women but in ourselves that we have failed to be men. For if you always think the way you are, you will always do the things you did. Thus, change comes with how you think. (If you do not control the way how you think, someone else will!) By mind, action becomes winged. The mindset is the trigger. It creates an energy that dazzles and dizzies reality surrounding you. Women get drawn in as does general success. But don’t take my word for it. Every great man has realized and harnessed the power that is the mind. Listen! Speak spirits, speak! Locke! “A sound mind in a sound body is a short but full description of a happy state in this world. Lincoln! “Always bear in mind that your own resolution to success is more important than any other one thing.” ****ens! “Minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled, ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort.” Pasteur! “Chance favors the prepared mind.” Bacon! “Seek ye first the good things of the mind, and the rest will either be supplied or its loss will not be felt.” Leonardo da Vinci! “Patience serves as a protection against wrongs as clothes do against cold. For if you put on more clothes as the cold increases, it will have no power to hurt you. So in like manner you must grow in patience when you meet with great wrongs, and they will then be powerless to vex your mind.” Onward spirits! Speak thy truth! Descartes! “It is not enough to have a good mind. The main thing is to use it well.” Roosevelt! “Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.” Horace! “In adversity remember to keep an even mind.” Leonardo da Vinci again! “Iron rusts from disuse; stagnant water loses its purity and in cold weather becomes frozen; even so does inaction sap the vigor of the mind.” Shakespeare! “I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated/ To closeness and the bettering of my mind.” MLK JR! “A nation or civilization that continues to produce soft-minded men purchases its own spiritual death on an installment plan.” Oh speak, perturbed spirits. Speak! Cicero! “A mental stain can neither be blotted out by the passage of time nor washed away by any waters.” Hawkes! “The only inequalities that matter begin in the mind.” Holmes! “The mind, once expanded to the dimensions of larger ideas, never returns to its original size.” Jefferson! “Bodily decay is gloomy in prospect, but of all human contemplations the most abhorrent is body without mind.” Virgil! “The spirit within nourishes, and mind instilled throughout the living parts activates the whole mass and mingles with the vast frame.” Ovid! “Happy is the man who has broken the chains which hurt the mind, and has given up worrying once and for all.” Heaven and Earth, let them be heard! Spenser! “It is the mind that maketh good or ill, that maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.” Shakespeare again! “It is the mind that makes the body rich; and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, so honor peereth in the meanest habit.” Cato! “If you are ruled by mind you are a king; if by body, a slave.” Webster! “Mind is the great lever of all things.” There is a story that a friend told me that I, in turn, wish to depart with you. A sensible woman traveled to a village of fools in which a young boy was raised. A crowd of females, both women and Nice Guys, gathered around him with various objects: whips, ropes, and stones. One said, “Look at how fast and strong he is! He makes the others feel weak. Let us tie stones around his body to slow him down.” Another said, “Look at how sure he moves through the world. Let us whip him to make him realize that the world yields to others, not to him.” A third said, “Look at how successful and resourceful he is. Let us tie him up with ropes and spread his fruits to others.” A fourth said, “Look at how he stands tall and straight, almost as if he were a demigod. Let us place stones on his head to weigh him down to Earth.” And yet, a fifth said, “Look at that attitude of superiority! Let us hoist him into the air with ropes, tie the whip around his neck, and weigh it down with stones to squeeze the bloody attitude with a hanging!” “Stop!” cries the woman. “What Nature has done is well made. The boy is endowed with the gifts whose fruits we depend on. Do not pretend to correct Nature. The superior physical strength, the confidence, the resourcefulness, the idealism, and the egoism- let these natural traits grow and blossom to the beauty that is Man.” Then, in Shakespearean tongue, this woman cried, “For what a piece of work is a Man! How noble in reason! How infinite in faculty. How in form and grace, how expressed and admirable! How in action, how like an angel! How in contemplation, how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals!” Nature has given us all that is necessary to accomplish our destinies. It has provided a social form as well as a human form. And these masculine traits are so constituted that they develop themselves through the clean and unpolluted mind, free of feminist imposed guilt, developing themselves harmoniously in your best pursuit. Away then with feminists and guilt felt males! Away with their stones of sensitivity programs to tie us down! Away with their whips of laws! Away with their ropes and bindings of legalities that shuffle our success and wealth to women! Away with the stones of guilt that push us to pessimism! Away with the hanging of annihilation whose executer’s hand is but our own! Towards Manhood! And through it, let men be men and the light of life shall shine again into the world. Towards Manhood! And let us never deceive ourselves again. Let Eve cry all she wants. Let the feminists, turning ever which way, prattle and rattle their flaming sword of devilish tongue… …for we have reclaimed Paradise. ------------------ Pook Anti-Dump, Big Don, ATNA, Adonis, Allen Thompson, and others- thanks a million.