The Problem with Christmas…  

 

Gargamel
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24/12/2018 9:48 am  

The Problem with Christmas…

 

While I am waiting for my smoking PC ‘s to finish copying, synchronizing and verifying massive amounts of data, including MGTOW videos, I think about a video I came across a few days ago:

“Men are afraid to get married because they are afraid of becoming like their fathers” was the topic.

I can’t actually remember who did it and didn’t have time to watch it all. That’s clear to see when shuffling around Terabytes of stuff.

 

BUT:

The scary part is that I know the rest of the video without watching it to the end.

It takes me right back to the family Christmases we had in the 1970’s.

 

I never wanted to end up like my father.

 

We had 3 cunts bitching all day, criticizing my father in surround sound after coming home from his exhausting work days as a truck and municipal bus mechanic.

And parallel to that, he built us a 3-story house “in the green” which is now an expensive location.

All he wanted was some peace and quiet. Especially on the holidays.

If the cunts had done their job just “a little bit right”, the place would have looked nice and clean. But they were so caught up in bitching, complaining and blaming the men for everything that “went wrong” or anything that “didn’t take care of itself”.

And everything was done as inefficiently and clumsily as possible.

None of them ever learned to improve things and procedures.

I was a little boy (aged 0 to 9) and was already blamed for “being like my father” and not doing the shit the cunts were actually supposed to do. They threw shit at me starting at age 4…

At age 4, I started to repair shit that was broken and I was discouraged by them, preaching to me that “I should someday learn something of value” and “do more in the household” for now…

The household stank and was dirty. The cat stench came on top. And my father had become blind to it, like the 1000 yard stare all married men sooner or later develop.

I have become used to the chaos and silently watched who was really to blame for the things that went wrong. It was all female related hardship.

Best of the best was: Whenever I tried to change things for the better, my mother would become upset and disrupt my work until I stopped. So, no fixing of furniture or improving the practicality of household matters and machinery. Broken things hardly ever got replaced.

Everything was supposed to stay as it was. While the constant bitching about the conditions remained.

I would bring a new machine and no one would use it. (I was fit to repair things very soon in life and what rich people threw away in the 1970’s, was sometimes good until NOW, LOL)

 

My mother still, at age 93, does not use the vacuum cleaner nor the nice special high-quality mop I gave her.

Cat piss, cat shit, cat puke and food residue cover the entire floor in some rooms. Then I have to intervene and do it in spite of her bitching.

Of course, the whole world is to blame why she lives like that.

This is just touching the edge of the problem our “family” has with “females”.

Only a faint outline of things that are very depressing to even remember and talk about.

 

The thickest of conflicts always came when father was home on Christmas, and the entire family of narcissists and borderlines were assembled and squeezed together in one space.

What “blue pill dreamers” think of as a cozy and harmonic family atmosphere, was - in my case – an emotional pressure cooker or chemical reaction kettle.

Speaking of chain reactions and thermal run-out.

When the bitching and complaining wouldn’t get my father’s ass to “move like a weasel” the insults were turned up… Insults of the worst kind that only women are capable of speaking out.

And then, he often exploded.

Then, furniture would sometimes fly through the air and crash-land somewhere – The standard scenario on Christmas Eve…

On some Christmases, when he blew a fuse, he ripped the burning Christmas tree out of its metal foot and threw it after the grandmother cunt. With all candles lit. We were lucky the tree was still fresh and I kept it watered… (The stuff a kid who plays with fire learns, LOL)

I never forget when they had to put it out. Must have been 1970 or 1971, when I was 3. My father just yelled: Let you all burn… He then sat on the sofa, steaming and puffing in rage and watched the fire emerging. The cunts were busy putting it out with water fetched from the close-by kitchen.

I just secured the escape path by checking on the doors so I could run if the fire expanded… (Seeing if they are locked for any dumb “protective” reason / female paranoia…)

Things like these happened almost every year between 1960-something (before I was born) to 1974 when the electric candles took the shock factor away.

Of course, the little toddler (me) who always plays with fire, wax and candles - was to blame.

I was to blame for the fire hazard - not and never the cunts that made my father blow the main fuse.

The other village cunts were told the female version of the story and they also picked on our family, seeing my father as the devil in person.

Even I was repulsed by his actions. After all, I just wanted peace and an intact family.

It takes years to see though the female bullshit and get to separate the truth from the lies that the women of the family pass on and what really happened.

 

Well, I made sure never to become like my father. I never started a family, since other families were also steady conflict scenarios. This was already true in the 1970’s.

(Things I saw as a kid: LOL - as the MRM’s nowadays +40 years - all agree on: 9 out of 10 marriage are unhappy)

 

I now thank fate for every cunt-free Christmas I get to live and maybe even use for working on shit.

 

Maybe this was a coping mechanism when in my youth I started projects on Christmas to avoid being in the family’s company.

Thinking about Christmas hell in dysfunctional families can be depressing but I feel like a Titanic survivor knowing I avoided all female ties in my life.

I even think it was positive: Getting to feel female nature early in life saved me from a life in agony pleasing the mighty vagina as a life-long beta or simp. I watched men from harmonic families get fucked over the worst. Men who didn’t know or realize what misery females can and will induce into a man’s otherwise good life.

And not only on Christmas. The holidays just put the turbocharger on the female hamster wheel.

The female is at the heart of ruining Christmas.

Ruining it with materialism, throwing money out the door to impress useless friends, always worrying what “others think” while seeing you as the plow horse for her Christmas plans and spending orgies.

And shaming and blaming you the man for not “making enough” and “not having gotten the 3rd promotion” or not “having taken the life-threatening job that PAYS MORE”…

… MORE for her to throw out the window on Christmas…

… MORE to impress others with, that you don’t even know or want to know…

 

All for the life-less, cold-hearted and mentally empty company of a dumb, ungrateful and vulgar feminist cunt.

Well, never become like your father.

Never marry, bleed them dry until the cunts finally LEARN to see value in us and are finally forced to treat us men with respect.

My father was never respected.

And I threw cunts out the door at the first sign of disrespectfulness and bad manners.

 

Enjoy your Christmas, CUNT FREE and without drama.

I know WHY I am single.

For a good reason.

 

Forever Uncunted - If it has a vagina, it has to go!


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Gargamel
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24/12/2018 10:04 am  

Well, it's hard to find a picture with one that burns laying on the side. But they are easier to put out when they are squeezed on the floor and no longer stand next to the curtains. And the flames don't reach the ceiling.

And when most of the candles were already blown out or had fallen off from the thrust my father gave to the tree when throwing it.

Keep the tree well watered... And keep water at hand... (A connected, long enough garden hose that can be used in seconds. The fire service can't help you. They take too long.)

LOL.

We were lucky back then.

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MG-ɹǝʍo┴
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24/12/2018 12:55 pm  

Anyone that drags a pine tree into their home should have their head examined! 

I've burned 70 ft. pine trees in Vermont just to watch the flames go up 200 ft. illuminating the mountain ridge for miles and miles around! 

First you get a fire started at the base of the tree and let it dry out the needles for an hour or three, then throw gasoline on it and watch the whole tree go up like rags soaked in diesel fuel, but make sure you're not in the ember fallout zone, they will penetrate clothing! I know this by experience! 

The shit I casually do in the country would get me a 20 years to life in the city! 

Am I the only one that sees the hypocrisy in this?

 Christmas Tree Fire Safety - UK Insurance from Blackfriars ...


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24/12/2018 1:49 pm  

Sounds like a nightmare of a childhood.  I am sorry you had to live like that. The filth of the cats along with the family chaos would have driven me out. After going through that I am amazed that you would ever want to see a cat again, much less help them as you have done.

Have a peaceful MGTOW Christmas brother. 


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24/12/2018 2:55 pm  

I have no wife, no kids, and no chance of ever having kids now thanks to my recent vasectomy. I read and listen to MGTOW content every single day. Wanna know what my Christmas is like?

I'm working all week, so I'll be working on Christmas and Christmas eve. I will get roughly double my normal rate for working these two days, and probably won't be super busy, so I'm actually pretty happy about that. When I come home, there will be complete, blissful silence, and I can do whatever I want to wind down and relax. Other than a big order I just placed for some targets and ammo, I haven't spent any money for the holidays. I don't have to go anywhere or do anything unless I want to.

Sometimes I feel like I'm missing something...but then I just take one step back and look at my life. No stress, no problems, no drama. I pretty much have everything I ever wanted, and I'm doing all the things I want to do. Why on earth would I ever want to "share" my life with a woman? All she'd do is come in, take everything away, try to control me, and then resent me for everything I do for her. What a joke. You'd have to be completely insane to sign up for that.


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24/12/2018 3:17 pm  

Ah yes--peace and serenity. My Christmas will be a time of quite thoughtful reflection. No nagging cunt spending my money on lots of useless Christmas Kitsch. I never put a tree or decorations; why what is the point? I wonder though, as more and more men see the light and escape the plantation who will finance these events for the women? Now I would be lying if I didn't say how much I enjoyed Christmas with my friend's kids. Their excitement, and anticipation is really fun. And I enjoyed buying them gifts. OF course the woman of the house has since branded me persona non grata so I'm no longer welcome in their home. So be it. Women really do have a talent/power to destroy anything good.  


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Gargamel
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24/12/2018 6:03 pm  
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Sounds like a nightmare of a childhood.  I am sorry you had to live like that. The filth of the cats along with the family chaos would have driven me out. After going through that I am amazed that you would ever want to see a cat again, much less help them as you have done.

Have a peaceful MGTOW Christmas brother. 

It's not the cats, it's the keeper/owner who is the pig.

But hoarding cats is a women's business. And so I gave the women on the Kitty site enough cats to clean up after.

Knowing too well the filth they cause in living quarters, every cat came from the heart.

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Gargamel
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24/12/2018 6:25 pm  
Posted by: Xanthine

I have no wife, no kids, and no chance of ever having kids now thanks to my recent vasectomy. I read and listen to MGTOW content every single day. Wanna know what my Christmas is like?

I'm working all week, so I'll be working on Christmas and Christmas eve. I will get roughly double my normal rate for working these two days, and probably won't be super busy, so I'm actually pretty happy about that. When I come home, there will be complete, blissful silence, and I can do whatever I want to wind down and relax. Other than a big order I just placed for some targets and ammo, I haven't spent any money for the holidays. I don't have to go anywhere or do anything unless I want to.

Sometimes I feel like I'm missing something...but then I just take one step back and look at my life. No stress, no problems, no drama. I pretty much have everything I ever wanted, and I'm doing all the things I want to do. Why on earth would I ever want to "share" my life with a woman? All she'd do is come in, take everything away, try to control me, and then resent me for everything I do for her. What a joke. You'd have to be completely insane to sign up for that.

Spot on.

I never found one that I could really talk to and that would share any common interest. And none had any useful skills and abilities beyond the (often) tiny field of knowledge she was trained in or had a degree of.

And none was ever willing to learn something. Total disinterest, a dead weight in your life. Not a partner, but a nerve-wrecking burden.

So even when they work and make their own money, they will burden you with every little or big problem they might have in life.

You won't get to see any of her money but you will get her fallout: Cleaning horse stables, cat litter boxes, cars to fix, broken furniture to reassemble, rooms to renovate... The cunt doubles and triples your home workload. And clean up the hidden mess she will not see... (Cat shit under the furniture or the filth behind the TV set)

And on Christmas, her "decorations" become a 48 hours to a day stress job.

While the cunt does one thing very well: Watch TV (if you are lucky) or stand there, watch you work, bitch and criticize every move you make while contributing nothing. And even if she ever helps in anything, you will be billed for that 10 times. Every coffee she makes for you while you do the bookkeeping of your high-paying job, will extend and blow up the divorce settlement...

After all, bringing you coffee has "enabled your career", nothing else mattered since they can't see it. (Hamster wheel)

Women can't see or comprehend what you actually think, do and say to make your money. You move mountains, customers shower you with praise and income while the dumb cunt at home thinks you are an idiot. And treats you accordingly.

I always gave them the boot. Or scared them way before anything became intimate.

Make your own coffee, do your own laundry and live happily ever after.

Without cat mess and a loveless woman complaining to her cats about you.

With all of the YT videos, no one has ever filmed that...

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24/12/2018 6:25 pm  

Is that it has nothing to do with spiritual beliefs and everything to do with consumerism.

It's no accident that Santa is an anagram of Satan.


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#Redpillbible
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24/12/2018 9:43 pm  

Christmas has been hijacked, it’s no longer a celebration of Christ, it’s no longer Christmas, it’s Cuntmas.

#MERRYCUNTMAS

#Remember therefore how thou hast received and heard, and hold fast, and repent. If therefore thou shalt not watch, I will come on thee as a thief, and thou shalt not know what hour I will come upon thee. (Revelation 3:3)


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MG-ɹǝʍo┴
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25/12/2018 12:50 am  
Posted by: #MEOWMIXBIBLE

Christmas has been hijacked, it’s no longer a celebration of Christ, it’s no longer Christmas, it’s Cuntmas.

#MERRYCUNTMAS

That's being outrageous, offensive, and sacrilegious! 

I love it! 

Merry Cuntmas and Crappy New Year!  


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25/12/2018 3:44 am  

Merry Cunt-less and happy new year!

 

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BigSiameseCat
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25/12/2018 3:57 am  
Posted by: MG-ɹǝʍo┴
Posted by: #MEOWMIXBIBLE

Christmas has been hijacked, it’s no longer a celebration of Christ, it’s no longer Christmas, it’s Cuntmas.

#MERRYCUNTMAS

That's being outrageous, offensive, and sacrilegious! 

I love it! 

Merry Cuntmas and Crappy New Year!  

Really there are two holidays occurring at the same time, Christmas, which almost no one still observes, and Cuntmas which is wildly popular. I hung a Christmas decoration on a begonia plant and put a Christmas card on the fireplace mantel and burned a fire in the fireplace. I think I'll sleep in tomorrow an finish raking the leaves. One of my blue pill neighbors was openly envious and claims that I am being mean by not suffering like now the plantation slaves are forced to.


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