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I came up with my own version of a way to differentiate between different types of men long before I met Vox and read about his SSH , and while I have written about this in Caveman Theory , for this piece, it is useful to explain it a bit so that the differences between his Sigmas and my Scouts are a bit more in evidence.

According to Vox, Sigmas are a “rounding error” in terms of numbers of men that fall into that category. Perhaps this so in his version of the SSH, but frankly, I doubt it.

My own version of the SSH only had three categories: Alphas, which match pretty much 1:1 the Alphas of his SSH, Betas, which are an agglomeration of all the other male types he has further categorised as Betas, Deltas, Gammas, Omegas, and Lambdas, but which to me were in essence, all about equivalent for my purposes, which were more vicious and fundamental I suppose.

Alphas can be dangerous. Betas (the agglomeration of other types) not really. Not so in a direct confrontation anyway, which is what I was primarily concerned with for the first 20 or 30 years of my life. And then there were Scouts. People like me.

I never had any desire to lead or be seen as the leader, main guy, etc etc or have adoring fans. Above all I really just wanted to be left alone to do what I wanted without bugging anyone else. I had no interest in all the normal social activities kids and teenagers and people in their 20s normally engage in.

I found going to clubs a waste of time and stupid. Team sports I hated because invariably if you screw up you feel bad you let the team down and if there are a bunch of lazy assholes on the team that didn’t give it their all I similarly got frustrated. Karate was different. I could function well there, either as a follower or as a leader. I always gave it my all, as a follower, and when leading, anyone not pulling their weight you can literally kick their ass. It’s extremely effective at motivating people, so it worked well. I don’t mind people’s limitations. We all have them. But I can’t abide shirkers, cowards, and liars.

Scouts were to my mind possibly the most dangerous of all. Like myself, they could fit into various and diverse roles. Like a chameleon they can work well as part of a team, solo or even leading for a short period. Leading long term is not something we are willing or keen to do. It’s something we do out of sheer necessity or survival from time to time.

The defining characteristic of a Scout is that he is an explorer at heart. Curiosity and a certain level of fearlessness or disregard for almost all social rules that aren’t life and death stuff is kind of the norm. And they are good with women, because in general, a man of that sort has to have an uncommon confidence as well as ability to be effective and resourceful all on his own. All attractive qualities. In short, yes, they can be evil or good, but in either case they are alluring to some degree.

The reason I called them Scouts is because I figured in primitive times various different types and tribes of humans would almost always tend to kill each other on sight, but yet… humans spread all over and mixed with all other humans, so at least SOME men must have had an ability to infiltrate or join communities that were not their original ones, and also be able not only to survive there, but also reproduce effectively.

No small feat to infiltrate another tribe and breed successfully enough to create a new coalition of those two tribes.

Scouts pretty much correlate to Sigmas in most but probably not all respects. So this may be a reason why Vox recons Sigmas are a rounding error while I think at least in the past, Scouts may have been as much as 2% of the male population. The number has decidedly shrunk in more modern times, because comfort, ease of life, and so on has stunted the adventurous spirit of such men and their probably have been watered down due to breeding with less adventurous women (because keep in mind that a woman pairing up with a Scout would ALSO experience some social stigma, so they too were probably of some different-than-normal variety).

I am also of the opinion that Scouts run in family lines and genealogies. My own family certainly has this pattern. As far back as we can find information on any of our ancestors, (some 800 years) they turn out to be characters that may as well fit in some swashbuckling adventure novel in the Edgar Rice Burroughs style. The first definite historical appearance they have is on returning from the Crusades around the late 1200s AD. Which means that sometime in the nearly 200 years previously, some from that line had gone there, and probably created other offspring that were born, lived and fought their entire lives in the Outremer.

My great-grandfathers on both sides of the family were pretty outrageous characters if in radically different ways. So were my grandfathers, and certainly my own father.

My own eldest son, though only 6 is already exhibiting so many Scout-like traits I am pretty sure he’s made from the same mould.

Now, it is not fair to say only Scouts/Sigmas are PC characters in this game of life. Certainly Alphas too would very often qualify. And so would some of the various Betas (from the gay Lambda like say Freddie Mercury, to the fully artificially created Omegas like Bill Gates, or Gammas like Jeff Bezos) but proportionally, almost every Scout is a PC and so are the majority of Alphas, if at varying resolutions of “power”. Some may be PCs in their immediate locality only. Some may be global level players. And conversely, some very globally active “players” are in effect just NPCs really, if very powerful ones. For example, sure, Trump can change the lives of millions and affect entire countries or even continents, he is a VERY powerful NPC, but he is still controlled by the Zionist Jews that are also geocoding the Palestinians without one mainstream media outlet saying a word about it.

So a Trump is the LARGE background character that in a game of Dungeons & Dragons would be the King whose edicts would affect all the people in the land. But in terms of personal freedom and ability to be a PLAYER CHARACTER, in the same spirit as one would have in the game, he is not. He’s just an NPC. While your first level Scout, weak and only armed with his wits and a longsword, may well have a far more interesting and worthwhile life from a personal perspective.

Now… my question to you, dear reader: Are you a PC? Do you want to be?

I mean… sure… it’s more dangerous, there is more pain involved, but also more rewards and more real life.

So… let me know. I am curious.

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Feminists, cowards, fags, and associated commies and socialists would like you to believe that masculine traits are all “toxic”.

Well, the reality is that there is no such thing. The minority of men that could be classified as bad/evil/unreasonably violent, 1 etcetera we all know are people who behave wrongly, so we need not discuss them at all.

What instead we will discuss (briefly because it should be obvious) are the POSITIVE aspects of masculinity:

1. Men built civilisation – It’s simply a fact. And not just in the West. Everywhere. Anywhere there is any functional civilisation, whether in Feudal Japan, the Roman Empire, wider Christendom, the Chinese Empire, and so on and so forth, it was MEN that built it. And insofar as anything is collapsing, it is the triplet forces of:
   1. Feminism and feminisation principles, which poison everything they possibly can poison, (marriage, the nuclear family, society in general, the courts, the legal process, and on, and on, and on).
   2. Diversity, which means trying to force people of diverse cultures, ethnicities and religions to function co-operatively, which works about as well as throwing rocks into an engine to act as lubricant, and,
   3. “Equality”. An absurd ideology that pretends equal outcomes for everyone regardless of intelligence, ability, effectiveness, dedication, honesty, finite resources, or any other objective difference between people, or indeed reality as a whole.
2. Men have always protected their family, society and native country from predation – They may not always succeed, but they always try, and where they have failed has generally been for erring on the side of tolerance, especially of infiltrating, dishonest tribes that tend to parasitically drain the host before moving on to the next one. And we all know what tribe in particular behaves this way. In essence the main fault of men in general has been the fault of being too polite. As soon as a member of ANY tribe, ethnicity, or group acts in ways that are clearly detrimental to the common good, he should immediately be put to death. Of course, such drastic measures people (now feminised into utter faggotry) will scream to the high heavens are barbaric, open to corruption and the killing of innocents, and who watches the watchmen and so on. Well, it really is not that hard. Let’s start with pedophiles. Anyone that rapes a child, or tries to, gets burnt at the stake. Do you know what would happen if that law immediately got passed ANYWHERE on Earth? All the pedophiles in Hollywood, with a pronounced nose, and all the pedophiles in the Vatican, with a pronounced Freemasonic tail instead of anything Catholic between their legs or brains, and all the pedophiles in Israel, who are protected from extradition for the sole reason they are jews, and all the pedophiles in all the various governments, would immediately call for war, economic sanctions, and the regime change of any such country, even though a VAST MAJORITY of men on Earth would absolutely agree with such laws. Why do you think the death penalty has been “abolished” almost universally? Look into it. It’s NOT because of any real humanitarian concerns (though useful idiots will tell you that is the reason). And then look into who funded such movements.
3. Men have built almost every single technological advancement that has ever existed on the planet – And they continue to be the ones running it. From robots to mining by hand, there are jobs and works that if we left them to women would collapse every civilisation within a week.

The ONLY reason everything has become so absolutely trannyfied lately is because weak men have gradually hobbled actual men, with legalism, bureaucracy, unhealthy food, even less healthy “medicine” and the use of men’s basic general decency as a shield to try and shame them into inaction. Some did it to get more “access” (illusory for the most part) to women for sex. Some did it for money. Others for far worse proclivities (access to children for sex) and so on and so forth. But the fact is they did it and they will try to pretend that every act of violence or confrontation is wrong and evil, when in reality many are perfectly logical, good and necessary.

Today if you kill an armed home intruder that shot at you and luckily missed, you are liable to go to jail for it instead of receiving a medal and a state pension for having made the world a bit better.

SO: What to do?

The Solution

The solution to this shitty idiotalypse of cowardice and mealy-mouthed faggotry is actually quite simple. But the average “man” is today almost entirely incapable of reasoning things through statistically and so is stuck in the Protestant curse of binary thinking. Like Androids they can only think in terms of ON/OFF, YES/NO. etc. and as such become functional idiots, because they do not grasp the very concept of appropriate calibration to whatever the present circumstances are.

So I can bullet-point the solution, but most readers might need a book for each bullet-point to explain it in enough autistic detail that they may “grasp it”. Except they still won’t because a whole book maaaaan…

So here are the bullet-points. Follow them at your own peril and at your own responsibility. Do not blame me if you can’t figure out the way I mean each of these, or the nuances each is prone to in various contexts.

• Do not listen to women. Make up your own mind. You really should do this anyway with everything and everyone, but with women, in particular, when they tell you how to run your life, that is not anything you should pay attention to.
• Become effective. At your work. At your hobbies. At being a good friend. At being honest. At not being afraid of confrontation. At DIY. At anything you put your mind to.
• Associate with other effective men. Learn to be part of a team. Learn to follow well if you are a follower, and to lead correctly and humbly if you are a leader.
• REJECT any woman that is fully invested in the feminist narrative. None of the hot ones are really invested in it so this should not be too hard.
• DO NOT stay quiet about trannyfags in schools, homoglobo agendas, the genocide in Gaza, the US and Israeli involvement in the whole Ukrainian situation from 2014 on. The fact that Trump may be the best option but is still a total puppet of Israel. The real numbers of the Holocaust. The absurdity of the Charlie Kirk official narrative. The trannyfaggism that Candace Owens has exposed concerning the French president and the older one of O-bummer the ex-US Kenyan president. The fact that 9-11 was an inside job with the dancing Israelis. The fact October 7th was a green flag Israel was 100% aware of and let happen as well as killed their own people with helicopter gunships. And on, and on, and on. MEN do not sit in cowardly silence when ANY of these topics come up. Unlike THIS UTTER FUCKING COWARD. And why THIS is the correct response. And so is THIS, even more so.
• DO NOT pair up, marry, or breed with a woman that has a problem with you being MALE and a MAN in the same fashion that the Crusaders, the Spartans, and the Romans were men. The soldiers of WWI and WWII. Gary Plauché, and every normal father that has ever walked the Earth before you.

Are there consequences to being a man? Sure. And there are consequences to getting out of bed in the morning too and acting like a trannyfag too. It’s all about choices. And YOU make them, and YOU take on the consequences. No one else does it for you. No one else can, or should. Now, you may well decide trannyfaggism is for you. So be it. But you’re gonna have a problem the minute you try and impose it on me or people like me. So stay in your lane if you’re a trannyfag. Because we have all just had enough of you as well as your masters and the ultimate owner of your soul.

Only you can decide what kind of man you will be. And only YOU are responsible for what good or bad may come of it in your life. And remember, just going along to get along means you better lube up; because the trannyfags are hankering for that nu-male ass.

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You know that tired trope of the marines (or is it the Seals? The Army Rangers? Whoever) “never leaving a man behind”?

Well, I don’t do that. I leave all the retards behind. All the lazy ones. All the weak ones. All the ones who can’t be bothered to show up, be on time and work their ass off at whatever we are doing?

I don’t just leave them behind. I kick them out of my immediate sphere of anything.

I don’t want retards near me. I don’t enjoy their company, they are toxic on every level (Professor Cipolla’s Fifth Law of Human Stupidity) 1 and worse of all, they are not simply ineffective, they literally bring down the entire operational capacity of any team they join.

So, while this guy writes about the current zombie masturbatory apocalypse with obvious concern, and I understand where his angst is coming from, I do, but I just can’t bring myself to wring my hands in any kind of anxiety over it.

My only concern with this stuff is the Zombie Horde.

There are SO MANY of the stupid bastards, that they will invariably become a problem when, using them as an excuse, there will be new “laws” passed forcing you to register how many times you breathe per minute on a daily basis to prevent death from lack of energy to breathe, and other such “complications”.

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Is it sad? Sure. Is it a tragedy? Yup. Are eveil people orchestrating all this misery? You bet.

AND

It is also your absolute best time to shine and NOT be a zombie. Be one of the heroes who makes a good life DURING the current Zombie Apocalypse.

And just as a reminder, here is the manual I wrote in the guise of a fun game you can play with your friends.

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For the TL;DR version, see this site that is AWESOME, and explains why Sedeprivationism is obvious nonsense.

Sedes Sapientiae Fidelium

In my book Reclaiming the Catholic Church from 2020, I essentially showed why the Novus Ordo “Catholic” Church (called the Novus Orco by me) is a false Church, a total usurpation of actual Catholicism and that there has been no valid Pope since 1958. I also stated it very clearly there that Sedeprivationsim is a non-starter and completely outdated idea that has nothing of value to offer today. Sedevacantism is the only route left. The only thing sedeprivationism has is that the etymology is more correct in the name. the seat is not exactly “vacant” but rather “occupied” illegally and invalidly by an usurper, that is “preventing” a proper Pope from sitting in it validly and legally.

Unlike all the heretics pretending to be Christians, Catholicism has its doctrines and dogma ALL written down, so one can’t argue that X means Y or that up means down, like the 45,000+ denominations of Protestantism all invariably do.

The rules, both Divine (immutable and unchangeable in time) and Ecclesiastical (human rules for the efficient running of the Church which can and do and have changed over time) are ALL codified. And as of 1917, they are all embodied in ONE volume that had some 40,000 documents vetted both before and after it and over 40 years of scrutiny by theologians, clergy and academics in order to find any flaw with it or any Church documents that contradicted themselves in its creation. There was never anything found that required changing anything or “reinterpreting” anything.

Now, because these rules are based on ROMAN Law, and not the ridiculous loophole filled nonsense that passes for “law” in the American system, the entire code of canon law of 1917 is a beautiful document that is perfectly consistent, logical and absolutely irrefutable. 2000 years of historical documents were sifted through to make sure everything that was ever declared a divine law was retained exactly as it was meant to be, infallibly, since the start. And the rules for the Church laws (that can and have changed) were too codified, with the clear and logical understanding that the past cannot invalidate the future nor the future invalidate the past.

As a result, WHY the fake Popes since 1958 are actually NOT Catholic and as such cannot possibly be Popes or clergy of any kind, is crystal clear.

Anyone of normal intelligence and with a reading comprehension that I call normal, and that WAS normal, for any 15 year old child in 1985, but which today is probably rare, given half the planet thinks men can get pregnant, can read the CoCL of 1917 and see with very simple logic and clarity, as well as with historical precedent WHY and HOW the fake “clergy” is fake. they are at best heretics, and at worst never-where Catholics but merely Satanists posing as “Catholics” like Roncalli, who even took on the name of a previous antipope John XXIII to make it obvious he was a Freemason.

Anyway…

So as far as anyone reasonable is concerned, the only Catholic clergy left are the Sedevacantists.

HOWEVER, mostly driven by an American Bishop, who clearly thinks very highly of himself, but with no real reason to, since he obviously has tried to superimpose American legalism over Roman law, which has no such “loopholes” on Canon Law, the thesis known as Cassiciacum Theory, that was originally invented by Father Michel-Louis Guérard des Lauriers, has been pushed onto most of the remaining Catholics, be they clergy or laity.

The thesis, basically states (counter to ALL Catholic history, teaching and dogma) that a Pope can be validly elected but spiritually not elected, making them a kind of Pope-Elect 1 that is “materially” Pope but not “formally” Pope.

It’s an absurd theory that was invented at the time of Vatican II as really a quite obvious way to allow the cowardly clerics that had not immediately grabbed Roncalli and afterwards Montini —and thrown them out of the Papal throne with serious kicks to their posterior if not a literal burning at the stake— to “reconsider” and boycott the Freemasons now squatting throughout the Vatican. The fact the Vatican was already infested with Satanists was of course exposed by the list of Freemasons in the Vatican published by Mino Pecorelli in his magazine Osservatore Politico , and for which, at least in part, as well as exposing the corruption of then Minister Andreotti, Mino was assassinated, being shot four times at close range with a .38 revolver, by a man that was never caught.

Unfortunately, the Bishop/s and clergy pushing this false doctrine or theory, apparently are hoping that the Satanists currently squatting throughout the Vatican, like pedophile-and-cocaine-snorting prone Gargoyles, will miraculously have a change of heart and revert to being “good guys” and all will be well.

Only two problems with that:

1. They are in essence saying a Satanist can just say “Oh yeah, by the way, Vatican II was all wrong so I am the real Pope now, okay guys?” And they would all go: “Okay then!” And clap like trained seals. It’s absurd and ridiculous.
2. Catholic Canon Law expressly forbids a heretic, even if he were to truly repent to have any kind of clerical authority over ANYONE, ever again. They are to FOREVER spend the rest of their life in perpetual penance hidden away in a monastery.

All of which is logic a normal 5 year old can understand.

There is really NOTHING to argue about.

It’s ALL encapsulated in three legs of an absolutely immovable stool:

Canon 188.4 which basically just states that clergy who publicly act as heretics, promote heresy and do so repeatedly and obviously are heretics and not Catholics and NO ONE need to say or officiate or do anything to make it so. The law and fact themselves make it so. Which is obvious because otherwise you’re saying a priest that eats babies at the altar instead of the host would still need to go through some “legal process” before it is clear he is not Catholic. It’s nonsense of course. A heretic is a heretic. End of. And the crimes of heresy of the fake Popes that enacted Vatican II are all over the 16 documents of Vatican II. All of which I covered in autistic detail in my book RTCC .

Ex Cum Apostolato Officio which clearly states once a heretic you will NEVER be acting as clergy to laypeople again, as well as make it clear that this rule applies to ALL levels of clergy.

Roman Law which is based on basic principles that are codified and logic and reason, not past rulings (case law) like Anglo and American law. There are principles to be generally followed, but each case is judged on its merits and logic and reason rules. For example the law of silent assent is Roman Law. If you keep silent, then it is assumed you agree with whatever was said about you or the situation. You don’t get to stand on the sidelines and claim later you never agreed.

As a result Sedeprivationism is nonsensical, ahistorical, and completely illogical as it goes against established Canon Law, Catholic dogma, basic reason and Logic, and ultimately truth. And it also opens the door for the Satanists to fool even MORE people.

Now, it needs to be said that not all the clergy who subscribe to Sedeprivationist are some kind of evil schemers. As far as I am aware they are all VALID clergy, VALIDLY ordained in accordance with proper Catholic dogma and the CoCL of 1917, so in that respect they are good guys.

However, they are, at best, in error. And this site that sprung up a few days ago and is in four languages as far as I can tell, has taken that theory, and demolished it piece by piece in a work so clear, so pristine, and so absolutely logical and transparent that no one sane that reads it can in any way keep to the “The Thesis” other than by wilful ignorance, severe cognitive dissonance, pure emotional “feeling” (one of those people that cannot be convinced by facts, as Aristotle pointed out over two and a half millennia ago) or, pride, ego and a need to be right. I pray, and to date have not (yet?) seen any evidence that any sedeprivationist clergy are actually intentionally trying to subvert Catholicism. So this is not a personal attack on any of them; though a certain Bishop DOES stand out , having acted arrogantly, in contravention of Canon Law, and basic logic, as well as the common good. But even in this instance, I still think it’s ego and pride, not intentional wish to deceive. Nevertheless, even if one has good intentions, their errors need to be pointed out and stopped. And the time for private conversation on this has long since passed, as well as been fruitless. So a public dialogue f these errors is certainly required now, and I salute the producers of the Contra-Thesis website , because it is one of the better theological documents I have ever read. And one I am certain despite much gnashing of teeth, no sedeprivationist can make a logical and valid refutation of.

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So, as some people know, we had a problem with truffle thieves. several have been photographed and reported to the local authorities, which, to my eternal surprise are ACTIVELY investigating and pursuing the issue. And my own genteel ways have managed to earn me a nickname “The English”, which is quite funny as it obviously descends from my wife being English, and besides to the Average Italian that sounds more disparaging than “The Venetian” who after all, they do consider assholes, but still “Italian” (we are not).

Anyway, this morning I heard about 6 rifle shots in quick succession, a larger caliber than normal, probably a .308. later in the morning a couple more, and then about an hour ago, as I am working away in my office the wife comes to tell me she hears dogs barking. I’m busy, so I say “Ok.”

then she comes back to say the girls went to the bottom of our field and saw a man with a gun. He tried to talk to them and they said they don’t speak Italian and ran back up the hill.

Now, it needs to be stated that in this country hunters have the right to cross fields that are not fenced in and since fencing in 5 hectares of land (through a forest too) is rather expensive, they are legally allowed to pass through. Even so, I have only seen two in the last two years and both came to ask if they could be on the EDGE of my property, not even on it. Because by now, I think from here to Rome they all know about “The English”.

So I know there are hunters, they are in the area, it’s all pretty well regulated and they are always careful about safe distances, and directions of fire etc etc so again I’m not worried.

I asked the important question though: “What gun was he carrying?”

Blank stares.

I don’t even know what they teach kids in schools these days, I tell ya.

Anyway, more time passes, the wife again:

“There are voices really close to the house…”

Sound carries in this valley in a really weird way, you can sometimes hear conversations being had half a kilometre away on the hill above us.

“Ok babe, I am working…”

“I know but…”

Ok, fuck it. I’ve now been interrupted a half-dozen time sand I can’t work like this. So I set off.

I must look VERY menacing, in my tracksuit pants, old, torn long sleeved top and a 35 year old fleece with a broken zip and my bright yellow glasses (I use for writing) clipped to my neckline.

But I AM in a mood now. And truffle thieves would have bad day.

After traipsing through the field, then the forest, I hear the voices, and I go to the edge of my property, a filed of the neighbour. Cars and posted hunting safety officers about 30-40 metres away. All perfectly organised, legal and safe.

I politely ask if they are hunting boar, they say yes. I ask if they are shooting anything to their right, they say, no, not at all, and I think them letting them know I have small kids on the field. They reply that they are done anyway and just collecting the dogs.

We wish each other a good day.

On the way back up the hill, rather slower and less ready to compost for my truffles, I see the wife at the top of the hill, she comes towards me gingerly, concern obvious on her face. I figure she’s worried I will tell her she bugged me while in the middle of work for nothing, but no such thought enters my mind. I just let her know it was all in order, no trespassers, just hunters and being very correct about everything. She sighs relief, “Oh, good, good!” And hugs me spontaneously and tenderly. She’s not much of a hugger most days, and she’s clearly feeling weak in the knees.

“Hey what’s wrong?”

“Oh I just got worried!”

“What are you scared about? It’s all fine, nothing bad happening there.”

“Yeah, yeah, good, I just got really worried!”

Still hugging me. Ok, clearly she got scared about something…

“Ok, but what did you get worried about? The kids are all in the house anyway, right?”

“YOU’RE NOT!”

I was honestly stunned. Me? She’s worried about me?

It’s kind of… well, a little absurd frankly, but very sweet, I have to say.

“Babe, what can happen to me?”

“Well I don’t know! I don’t know who’s down there, or what they got!”

“But babe, honestly, what difference does it make? They would hardly shoot me on sight, and once I am close it doesn’t matter what they have, even if they have guns, they will be fired only after I shove them up their ass if they tried anything.”

“Well, I don’t know! I thought I heard someone say ‘ Let Go! ’”

I smiled and shook my head, thinking silently to myself, But the kids were inside, why would you think someone grabbed one of our kids? or something like that?

Gave her a kiss on the head and went back inside.

About three minutes later it hit me.

OH! She thought me or one of the hunters shouted “Let go!” which maybe one of them did, talking to a dog. She was worried about ME! Again, the thought never even crossed my mind.

I went back outside and hugged her again.

“Still babe, if you were that worried, why not come out armed?”

“I thought about it….then I figured no. My best weapon is my wiles. It’s what I am best at.”

And she is.

Now, regardless of the fact I was under no threat whatever, other than possibly my own foul temper if I had caught a truffle thief in flagrante delicto , the reality is that in her mind, her husband was possibly about to be assaulted, shot, stabbed, or killed by potentially evil truffle thief-murderers that could be roaming these here forgotten hills.

And reasoning it through in very much English fashion, far more coldly and rationally than I did in my Venetian temperament, since I didn’t even take my phone to photograph the potential thieves (and I only realised this half-way down the hill which only made me more pissed off, which would have made it worse for any would-be thief encounters) she nevertheless came out to help me, in nothing but her admittedly rather sexy and quite shapely black tracksuit outfit.

Quite frankly, that is a level of courage and loyalty that is uncommon in most men, never mind women, who are biologically wired to think of themselves and the kids FIRST.

Thing is, that like with any marriage we have arguments and in the past these were relatively nuclear sometimes, but thing also is… I knew the day I first saw her, even if I didn’t know how I knew. She’s The One.

We really are Fire and Water. And you need both for life to be good.

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As I have decided up to shot n. 400 I will only be doing instinctive shooting at 20m the posts will be more about the lessons learnt in pursuing this instinctive shooting, keeping in mind the interim goals:

• 100% hits of 8” radius target at 20m – This would mean I might actually also hit the overall goal of 40% hits on the 4” target (after 1000 shots) – keep in mind a 4” circle inside an 8” circle occupies 25% of the area. So a 100% hits on the 8” target would mean approximately 25% hits on the smaller inner circle. So still a ways to go to achieve the 40% hits on the 4” target.
• Interim goal option 2 – 80-90% hits on 8” target 20m – This would then mean going after either 80% hits at a 6” target, or, going back up to 50m and see where I am with the main objective of 70% hits at that distance. I am undecided as of now if I get this which option to go for. I am probably leaning towards going for the 80% hits at 6”.

Currently on a set of 6 I can do pretty much 100% on target if I just instinctively shoot, however, accuracy is limited to the full box, which is probably close to 18”.

I did experiment with a bit of a hybrid aiming/instinctive way of shooting, but it doesn’t rely on using the riser as any kind of aiming mechanism, rather changing my posture so that the bow is just that much more vertical (I shoot vertical either way but this way it is a few degrees closer to, or actually fully vertical instead of a slight can’t to the right to keep the arrow in place on the shelf. In this respect I can then get about 4/6 within 8” which is getting close to 70% accuracy for 8”, so I know it’s doable to get to option 2 above.

Lessons learnt:

1. Shooting with the glove is really sort of necessary. After about two shots without, the “burn” on the fingertips is real enough to make me screw up the next shot. BUT… I do also believe it is more accurate to fire without a glove. It might not be a HUGE difference but it is perceptible. If I were ever to hunt with a bow, considering your first shot should pretty much be your only shot, I would likely not use a glove.
2. I need to be more consistent with how I do my instinctive shooting. Eventually, instinctive shooting will mean you can be decent from any firing position, but it’s good to get a solid baseline before trying to alter it.
3. The blend of more formal position/aimed shot, the bowstring more or less dissecting my right eye’s field of vision, combined with more consistent welding of my drawing hand to somewhere on my face, definitely improves accuracy overall, even though there is no actual aiming mechanism or sight as such.

The wife continues to enjoy her shooting too, which is nice.

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The first session was a couple of days ago, and I did it with the wife, who scored 8/13 with her 30 lbs. bow, so she beat me, (which of course she LOVED). I tried to use specific aiming styles and it wasn’t working. I missed the entire target in one set of 6 shots entirely doing that.

Lessons learnt (well… with MINDSET it’s really the same lesson STILL not learnt, rather):

1. MINDSET – Worrying about her own learning and trying to impart what I knew and helping her was distracting me from doing my own things and it was only once I reverted back to instinctive shooting I “caught up” with her, so as before, MINDSET is paramount. No matter how much I try to sidestep it in ways I always “got away” with mostly in hand-to-hand or firearms, with archery it really seems to be a main issue. Which is good and probably the thing I like best about it. You can’t lie to the bow. If you don’t calm yourself and focus, you will miss.
2. INSTINCTIVE SHOOTING – today instead, I tried to actually put a temporary sight (a red line on the bow riser) and use that to aim. First shot went high. Second shot went low. Third shot I missed high again, and I was trying in each case to hold consistently in the same spot. Obviously it was not working and I was doing something wrong. So I thought that for now I’d switch back to instinctive shooting. No aiming mechanism at all, just a sense of my own view of what I wanted to hit. I didn’t miss the target a single time then, and I came fairly consistently close to the centre 4” bullseye as you can see from the two images below. One shows the three arrows you can see still partially through the box, the next shows you where the ones that went through were in relation to it. In essence, at 20 metres, I will not miss a human sized target that is standing still, and will hit a roughly circular ares of 10-12” in diameter pretty much 100% of the time, just on instinctive shooting.

CONCLUSIONS – I will probably focus on just trying to become more accurate on an instinctive basis and forego the whole trying to put sights on the bow in any way. I am certain it is possible to become as accurate as I want to be just from instinctive shooting, because the human brain/mind/body is capable of doing some amazing things if you unchain its potential, which thanks to Systema training I am better than most humans on Earth at doing. Whether *I* can get as accurate as I want remains to be seen. I am basically 20% of the shots in that I assigned myself at the start and I can hit the target basically 100% of the time at 20 metres, but now I need to hit the 4-6” target 40-50% of the time and presently I have only hit it once, which is mostly random luck rather than accurate shooting. BUT… the accuracy is definitely improving, so I will see how the next say 200-250 shots go if I just focus on instinctive shooting only. If I can get it down to 8” radius 100% of the time, I think I will be fairly well on the road to hit the 4” target some 40% of the time.

I think now it’s just a matter of firing the next 200-250 shots instinctively only. At 20m only. And see how much improvement there is. If adequate (say generally 8” diameter 80-90% of the time) I can then either do the next 200 shots or so to try and get even more accurate (down to say 80% for a 6” target, which frankly would be awesome and I’d be very pleased with) or try to get back to 40-50m distance and see if I can retain the accuracy in line with approaching my original aims (reproduce below for convenience).

FINAL WORD – I know these posts get a lot less readership, and that’s fine. But I hope it is of use/interest to those who do enjoy them.

AIMS – Within 1000 shots total. Currently at 187 shots total

• 70% hit rate of human sized target at 50m – Good. 80% Excellent.
• 40-50% hit rate out to 100m. 40% would be very happy. 50% Outstanding.
• 40% hit rate at 20m for 4” target.
• 60-70% hit rate at 20m for 6” target. 60% – Good. 70% – Better than Good.

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So a number of events conspired to coalesce a certain perspective of life that I think it’s important for any member of the male species to become aware of. 1

The things were:

1. The main sewage line got blocked late last night. This morning I called a plumber and he heed and hawed and maybe his way to me just doing things myself. Removed the toilet bowl, and with he help of the wife drained the crappy water and mopped it up as it flowed on the tiled bathroom floor, then rammed a mop down the tube to unclog the stoppage and then with the help of the 5 year old and some shouting “on” and “off” used the garden hose to flush out the line fully. It was a messy, smelly, disgusting job, but I had to do it. After I showered and disinfected myself and the bathroom was sterilised I contemplated some spreadsheets, sent a few emails, and pondered life.
2. I came across this text in my feed and it resonated:

   Illimitable Man (IM)

   I’ve never trusted men who have an aversion and disgust for the crass and the inelegant. The same kind of man who can’t enjoy the obscene (dark humour) the low culture (hip hop) or the crass (swearing) is a treacherous man, because he has no stomach for ugly – he is a weak man, because rather than transmute the ugly into beauty, he patently rejects it.

   He does not recognise dark humour as the transmutation of pain into joy, because he gets offended. He does not recognise hip hop as a productive and artistic way to channel aggression and the atavistic will to power, because he views it as uncultured, and he doesn’t even tolerate cussing, because he wants too badly to be immaculate – his sense of hygiene is skewed in that it is not merely righteous, but pretentious. He thinks he is above ugliness, when in truth a man who never embraces ugliness is incapable of being beautiful.

   He rejects some of the most fundamental tenets of the masculine spirit in that we become ugly for a greater good, and cannot be great without trips to hell – and that going on such trips is often messy. He, in his hubris, thinks he is above it all and therefore need not dirty his hands – that he is better than the men who engage in and like all these things, when really he is just a brat of the highest order. A snob.

3. Talking with a friend, and relating the quality and issue this post is about, he made the following comment regarding a couple of people we know and are on friendly terms with and generally would consider to be “on our side”, nevertheless, his comment was devastatingly accurate:

   I long concluded that the morality of people like [Mr. X-redacted] (and [Mr. Y-redacted}) is their own caricatured vision of “great men” – as a result, theirs is the statues of virtue, but not the real, living thing.

And that, in essence is the truth.

Of course the internet is filled with copy pasta navy Seals and Sigmas hanging upside down from helicopters wielding twin colt .45s, but even in real life, the performative nature of snobby intellectuals that pontificate about [ insert almost infinite topics here, no matter how “good”, “true”, and “beautiful”, right-wing (of the “good” kind) and so on ] is divorced from reality.

I have seen this most starkly in the karate dojo I trained in for years in South Africa, so I will use it as an example, because the extremes are always useful to paint a framework for those not au fait with the concept in much detail.

Here are a couple of examples:

One guy, outside of the dojo was almost a throwback to the early hippy stages of the boomer era, a gentle soul, a musician, perennially broke, already in his 40s, humble as can be, truly a nice guy in every aspect you can think of, even if, like me, hippies tend to generally rate somewhere below fish-bait. But on the dojo floor… the man was a very honourable fighter, but hard as nails. A tough guy to fight. You weren’t going to have an easy go with him even if you were better than him technically, he would fight you good and hard, man-to-man, back out of nothing. and as soon as “Yame!” was called and he would smile and pat you on the shoulder and thank you for the match.

Another guy, who did not last very long, was a wealthy “captain of industry type”. He had the hot trophy wife on his arm when he first came to watch the class to see if the dojo was “traditional” enough for him (read hardcore). Impeccably dressed and all respectful and honourable and presenting like an elite kind of guy. But… on the dojo floor… he was fucking SCARED. he panicked, he was nervous, his whole facade of being a man’s man crumbled to dust.

I learnt to seize men up based on that intrinsic internal sense of themselves they really had, instead of the one they wanted the world to see. And while I was certainly distracted more than a couple of times by an alluring, sexy, exotic woman or three, and perhaps 2 chose poorly, I hardly ever made a mistake in judging a man on this basis.

And even ignoring the internet keyboard warriors, the reality is that there are men who sure may have achieved a few things, or maybe even a great many things, but in REALITY, when it comes down to the actual foxhole of life, their performance falls FAR, FAR short of their imagined sense of self.

Now, it’s not necessary for you to have leopard crawled through no mans land to take out a few sentries guarding an enemy bunker before you perform a heroic act of selfless violence for the greater benefit of mankind. There are men utterly unsuited to such an endeavour who will nevertheless try to do it when fate puts them in such a precarious position, and there are men who trained for decades to BE that guy who will fail spectacularly when even just the hint of that reality presents itself before them.

So what I am describing is not a critique of some training or lack of skill etc. What I am describing is the utterly DELUSIONAL self-image so many men have.

I have written several books and each is dear to me in different ways, The Face on Mars , perhaps, one day, might be recognised as the first time someone really put the whole ancient astronaut theory together with everything else in a cogent way that fits, and I am almost certain is right in broad terms. Reclaiming the Catholic Church and Believe correct a bunch of lies and half-truths about Catholicism in an irrefutable manner and helped many people return to the real Catholicism as well spark intents in others that will have repercussions I can’t possibly predict but that may well change the world in a very meaningful way. But it is probably the Systema book that is the most personal of all. And which, at an individual level, probably tells you more about me and my views than anything else I wrote. And it is there that I tell you the most important thing a man (but anyone really) needs to do above all:

Know (for) Yourself

Which has a double meaning. Know yourself above all, and then also know (figure out) things for/by yourself too. It is the only way a man can really test himself and improve over time.

Now, because I have always had this mindset, that is, to test things in REALITY, not just in theory, I have always been fairly good at estimating my own ability to do X. and in general terms, my ability to do X is well above the average. In great part simply because I have tested myself pretty much to my limits in a variety of fields over the decades, which in time makes you better able to asses the types of risks and dangers you are used to navigating.

As a general rule, I tend to find most other men are weak, lazy and rarely capable of keeping up with me, however, I also learnt to see and respect men who will outlast me at some skill they are vastly better than me at. My body at 56 can’t recover like it did at 26 or even 36 or 46. But I can still do more than most men my age by a decent margin. I am not deluded about any of my skills, and even less so in what my reactions might be in various extreme situations, because in essence, I have already been through several extreme situations, and my responses even then were to my satisfaction and as I want to react to such things. Having children and a wife I love, makes any such situation even easier to be sure about.

But as the Illimitable Man put it, if a man is so unwilling, unable, or utterly disgusted by the raw aspects of life, well, he’s not going to be much use in any kind of emergency.

In a bad accident, you may need to get covered in blood, shout at people who otherwise remain stuck in shock, maybe even smack them out of it, act quickly, precisely and effectively. All while keeping your head about you and keep observing and acting consciously, efficiently and quickly.

In a violent situation it is generally the same. Keep your head, and react as required. If I should need to protect the life of a loved one, you can pretty much guarantee that whatever or whoever is threatening it is going to have a very bad and almost certainly, final day. That’s not hyperbole. That’s not delusional thinking. That’s the experience of coming face to face with situations and people who wanted to kill me and reacting properly. And that was way back when all I was “guarding” was my own sense of justice, personal honour or basic “fuck you” to whoever and whatever was against me in that moment. Today, I hardly care at all about my own sense of self or “pride” if you want, beyond that which is required to simply continue looking in the mirror in the morning.

On the other hand, if I needed to debone some would-be pedophile that eyed one of my kids, the resulting butchering would make Dexter flinch but I wouldn’t bat an eyelid even if the spatter was phenomenal.

These would be “warriors” that would never even dream of trying to unclog a shit-stuck pipe, butcher a pedo, or swear like a sailor once in a while, and who look at anyone who does as if they were “beneath them”, are really just NPCs in disguise. They may be the “king” in the adventure you are living, if you are an actual PC, but they are still just a background character. And from time to time, over the years and more so in my younger days, I have enjoyed —when they presumptuously stepped out of their line in an impolite way— exposing their true nature. The human equivalent of suddenly baring your teeth and growling at them, so they know they are about a second away from having the vicious dog rip their poodle-neck out if they don’t immediately go belly up, whine and apologise in a couple or three languages.

It’s quite a spectacle when it happens publicly. People freeze in any distance that could be perceived as being within the “active” radius. Men’s adrenaline kicks in, so does women’s. Generally in polite society most people freeze. In less polite societies, you might get suddenly confronted, attacked, or in some cases, you might see a couple of men just sit back and get ready to enjoy the show they expect is about to unfold before them.

If as a man you’re not capable, willing, and able —when the situation calls for it— (and NOT when it does NOT call for it) 3 to throw every polite and civilised aspect of life out the window and revert to a bone-shard wielding neanderthal, ready to disembowel, bite the jugular of, and crush the skull of everyone that stands in your way, then, you sir, whatever your possible contributions to civilisation, are clearly not one of the forgers. The tip of the spear. the ones that act as the snowplow for those who will follow. And that’s fine. It is a rare breed, after all. But please ; don’t delude yourself you are. Stay in your lane, support, follow, by all means, stand beside us in all things. Many more men will make loyal friends in the trenches that will not abandon you than there are men willing to lead from within those trenches and bring the war to the enemy. And there is nothing wrong with being such a man. In fact, they are very much needed. But the internet seems to have caused a whole great many people to delude themselves into thinking they are more than they really are when it all comes crashing down around their ears.

So, if you’re a silver-spoon-fed Daddy’s boy, or a naturally timid (scared) man, that’s fine, we all have our strengths and weaknesses. I’ll never be a great farmer, or a champion snowboarder, or many other things either.

But stop fooling yourself.

Take honest stock. And then act accordingly.

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