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Spotting the Gamma in the Wild – long rage shots

Warning for the non-autistic: It takes a minute, but this post does get funnier and more interesting after the basics. Fellow aspies will enjoy it from the very first sentence of course.

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Regular readers here will hopefully have realised that in order to have a better, happier, more fun life, as a man, you should absolutely, never, ever, ever, show any mercy to feminists of any kind, and the duplicitous (which means that along with feminists, whole (((ethnicities))) are essentially perennially guilty until proven innocent by a literal miracle from God, while women in general are only given a pass because we need them to reproduce and despite being biologically engineered to deceive, they can still be quite sexy, funny, fun, and SOMETIMES, the “fooling us” can be quite fun too. You know when it doesn’t cause us to give up on life or go on a shooting spree, etc.)

Yes, I can give examples of the exceptions – wrt women. There is no hope for feminists, and I have yet to find a single example of the (((tribe))) that is redeemable. I posit that theoretically one might exist, but so far… nyet.

But… there is another creature that should always be stomped out of existence.

The Gamma “male”.

These creatures are insidious, toxic and have no positively useful function. Consider them the human equivalent of noxious vermin.

Why?

Because it is their kind that “supports” and “allies” with things like feminism and all the Marxist ideologies that all lead to a well paved road to Hell.

So that’s the highbrow reason.

The lowbrow reason is it’s fun to entertain yourself and others by pointing out the evil idiocy of these subhuman pathetic incels, and it is out patriotic duty to see they are so ridiculed that not even the sex-starved feminists will want to reproduce with them. This is how we prevent horrible mutations to enter the genetic pool of humanity people!

So pay attention.

The author of unclejohn’s Band , who I interact from time to time with outside of substack, once referred to something I do as: single datapoint pattern recognition, that —depending on context, the person observing it, their IQ, ability (or more often lack thereof) to do logic and so on— can in turn appear to be:

  • The result of blind luck instead of calculated statistical best guess based on incomplete data.
  • Magic
  • Cheating somehow (having inside information or some secret (and probably illegal) method of gaining more data than others and so on)

What the average normie almost never sees or even has the capacity to understand is that when I make an observation that most people don’t see or think is absurd etc etc, it’s basically because my brain works quite a bit closer to the way the main character’s brain works in the film limitless than most people’s.

Yes, yes, I know, how arrogant of me, how dare I, blah, blah.

Listen: False modesty is not a virtue.

Now, that there ability of being able to discern a whole pattern from a single datapoint is not, in fact, magic.

It is a direct function of IQ.

It doesn’t matter if you “believe” it or not, the fact is that the factor they call g in intelligence measurements has statistically been proven to be a very good indicator metric of all sorts of factors that relate as a causation due to g thanks to the statistical level of correlation.

With respect to single data point pattern recognition, (SDPPR) it works on the basis of a person being able to have an awareness of an extensive dataset of information at any one time that is considerably superior to that of the average person. In THIS respect of it, you don’t need to have a genius IQ to do it. It has been demonstrated that a genuine expert on a topic, say painting for example, is able to tell a forgery at a glance. Even if it’s very well made.

And in this case, by “expert” I mean someone that genuinely has thousands of hours of experience with that specific thing. Not a diploma on a wall.

It’s why I’d always trust a farmer or a bushman to tell me if tomorrow will rain over a weather forecast. The computers invariably screw it up. A human whose livelihood has depended on the weather for decades will not.

So…

All that introduction to show why at times, on this blog, you will see people liken Cube Cubis guy get permabanned, or our almost inevitable next candidate below.

It’s because they are Gammas.

And… say it with me… they deserve zero mercy.

Why?

Because the world is better without them, and the only possible hope they (and the world) has of improvement is that they either:

a) find a way to rewire their entire nervous system (pro-tip: for Gammas this almost certainly means it can happen only as a result of existential level of pain where continuing life on that basis becomes intolerable), or

b) never reproduce and so their flawed and substandard genetics are not passed on to continue harassing humanity with their insufferable behaviour.

Since Substack glitches when you ban people and it still deletes their comments even when you specifically tell it not to, I am, out of the kindness of my heart, clearly, forced to explain the methodology of the Kurgan insta-permaban.

Basically, once you demonstrate yourself a gamma, you’re gone.

And because I can do that SDPPR thing really well (in general, but specifically on gammas) the gamma tells are seen from what a sniper would call “extreme long range”.

You see, I have been getting gammas to swallow their own tongue in impotent meltdowns online since the early 90s when the internet first appeared. So I have 30 years of data (online) and 56 years of it in the flesh, because it’s even more fun in person.

So, as an example, note this single comment by a gamma, that was posted as a reply to my own comment to someone else’s comment on this post of mine that really had nothing to do with space travel:

the comment about becoming a space-faring civilisation was essentially illustrative (though still real), and only tangentially related to the original post; nevertheless, the Gamma felt it was his time to shine, and so, he commented (all since lost thanks to the crappy banning bug of substack):

Now, before I go on to post my reply, try to see why and how you or I might determine this is without a doubt a gamma “male”.

Go in, it’s a fun exercise.

When you are done, compare it to my own result, which is encompassed in this response, which might otherwise get lost once he comments again and gets permabanned:

Note that the checking on his profile to verify that he is a “reader” and not a “doer”, was done purely for the purpose of proving my point for this post. I had no need personally to “verify” what was already obvious to me, but I did knowing that the result would be telling a bit more of the story for those that did not have the same gigantic dataset of pathetic gammas I obviously have residing in my unconscious at any moment in time.

In fairness, my response above does not show all the working out (in fact only a small part of it, mostly in point 5, which as I said is not even a necessary one for me to make).

The reasoning (insofar as I can explain a process that is largely unconscious) is something like this:

  • Georgy latches on to a peripheral side issue as if it was the central aspect of the entire conversation, when it clearly is not. Why does someone do this? Several reasons: a) to hijack the conversational topic to one that he prefers in order to make it about him b) because he judges others by his own metric and assumes a peripheral side comment is going to be an inaccurate sound-byte that can be criticised for flaws (as almost the entirety of his “knowledge base” is susceptible to because he is a superficial creature that uses sound-bytes to try and appear “smart” and “well-educated” a “sophisticated individual” instead of what he is: a sophist). c) to show he is a “matter expert” on that side issue and hence “demonstrate” how smart and educated and funny and just oh-so-darn-clever, in the (deluded) expectation that everyone will clap. Instead of see him for the insufferable, obvious, pedantic, ignorant moron with delusions of adequacy that he is.

The above alone is already enough to convict him, but there is plenty more, to wit:

  • He brings up the criticism on what he thinks is his undefeatable “gotcha!” in an absolutist sense —which is idiotic because firstly most things are not absolutes anyway, and secondly, specifically on a topic as vast as humanity being space-faring, the very idea that such a proposition is good or bad in an absolute sense is well beyond idiotic, we are now far and deep into properly retarded territory. This person is irredeemably stupid. Perennially so. Iguanas from the mesozoic are more intelligent and capable of intellectual discourse than this specimen.
  • The criticism is on a topic he has obviously not only not even had the remotest of knowledge ever hit his one brain cell. It is also a proposition that he has spent exactly zero seconds even contemplating. This is already obvious for the reasons given in the bullet point immediately above, but also separately because, as it happens, if you were going to actually think about the proposition of humanity in space at all, for even a second, you would naturally imagine the how (rockets? Anti-gravity tech? Something else?) and that alone would inform not a conclusion, but if anything else more questions, making the absolutist question even more retarded. Secondly even if you skipped this part and went to the ethical/moral/practical aspects of it (ignoring the how, somehow) once again, you would immediately come up with an almost infinite number of reasons why being space faring would be good. At minimum, it would increase the chances of humanity continuing to exist even billions of years from now when our sun pops (let’s avoid the technical terms for now, this is already autistic level length), so any cursory exploration of the topic already comes to a conclusion that is the opposite of his absolute one.
  • As his “proof” of his absurd “conclusion” he refers to someone else’s work, which he figures is obscure enough and yet sounds “highbrow” enough to put him in what he assumes will be perceived as an “intellectual and erudite spotlight”, instead of the “poltroon faking it badly in front of a trash can fire” that it does. I would not be surprised if he has never actually read nor watched the play. In fact I would bet even money he probably only saw parts of it, probably on youtube, and “concluded” things from reading a summarised version of it, possibly in a tik tok comment.
  • He further refers to Faust and “faustianism” because once again, he imagines this makes his sound intelligent and well educated. Most people have heard of the book/opera/play/even comic book called Faust. But almost none of them have actually read it. But don’t worry. Neither has he. In his mind he thinks you will go: “Faust…Some highbrow thing by a German guy right? Oh so this guy MUST be a smart and well educated peruser of the arts!!” That is how this pathetic imbecile imagines his mentioning Faust will make him look.
  • He has no idea what the actual message of Faust is. Nor Christopher Marlowe’s version of it. Nor, indeed the basic premise of what a “faustian” deal is. Clearly. Because the use of the term, in relation to the topic of humanity becoming space-faring or not, is really nonsensical and not even applicable.

All of which conclusively proves that the entire comment is produced only to try and massage his pathetic ego, which takes a beating daily from even just the side-eye glances women give Georgy since he was even remotely close to puberty. Because he was an insufferable little cringe-feat even as a child, and as an adult he makes ovaries dehydrate at fifty paces.

So you see, it is not magic. It is simply the ability to correctly place a datapoint within a sea of probability, where your life experience and knowledge base, has various “islands” of likelihood.

I hope this was at least entertaining if not educational.

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