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And why I am indeed uniquely qualified to talk to you about freedom, and my almost fanatical quest to promote the concept of personal freedom and liberty above ALL - and support those that promote it - and truth be told, given the way the loony radical liberal left is spreading their control tactics globally, there are precious few of us left!

We're indeed torchbearers. And so we shall continue to be. 

People as a whole are tired - and people are SICK of the madness. People want NORMLACY. A calm life. Peace! 

And FREEDOM!

Anyway, one reason is - growing up - some of what you would consider to be basic freedoms were severely curtailed for yours truly growing up - on the whims of, of course, my nazi feminist mother. 

I mean, who in their right minds wakes their kids up at 7 am on Sunday mornings of all things "to go play tennis in the blazing heat - around 930 AM -1130 AM, almost the hottest part of the day in India summers for that matter!"  when those same kids would like to relax and enjoy their Sunday - do what THEY please - I still remember complaining about not being able to watch my favorite war shows due to that madness, and my "white knight" father hollering at me in the car "how dare I". 

True, Dad, you were right in that I had a talenf for tennis and swimming. 

But did it ever occur to you that maybe what I wanted was what I'd really excel in

I could be - and am talented in probably way more sports than just tennis. 

But just beause Mom wants to put on the "upper society" face "we play tennis, look at US, the educated middle class!" (back then in India tennis was the preserve of the elite. It still is, to be frank!) ... doesn't mean I need to play along, no? 

What I wanted was to be one of the boys playing soccer. 

Of course, that never happened. 

"He thinks he's so strong!" 

Of course, how dare I be the alpha male, eh. 

But let's take swimming - something which is one of my favorite things to do. 

If I truly had talent, and you wanted me to "excel", then you sure didnt show it much via your actions, Dad. 

Dumping me in a crowded, packed pool on Sunday evening "because Mom wanted to go then" doesn't exactly inspire confidence. That pool was so packed you could barely swim an inch in it, let alone laps... 

Think about this though Dad. 

In the Kolkata summers, I'd wake up - on MY OWN - with NO CAJOLING - at 430 AM in the mornings. 

Think about it. 

Rahul Mookerjee, the caveman, early int he morning!

But I did it. 

Why? 

Because my grandfather never forced me to do it. He never shoute dup a storm at me. 

Most importantly, I enjoyed the swim!

I enjoyed swimming in the pool - the wild lake - all of it!

Hell, even my cousins wouldn't wake up at that ungodly hour. I still remember my Aunt saying "not today" sleepily from the balcony because it was too early. 

At least she cared for what her son thought. Hehe. 

Paradoxically, of course, my younger cousin would show up. 

Not surprisingly, my Mom hated that younger cousin. 

"He sits at home!" I can still hear it. Hehe. 

He never goes anywhere! He's always SITTING A THOME!

Poor guy was just going to college, Mom. What else would he do BUT sit at home after college? 

(and not like his sitting at home impacted YOU - he was in a room - my room - thats all!)

Of course, if he'd go out drinking etc that would be an issue too 

How dare he enjoy life. How dare any man. How dare anyone!

Anyway, this lunacy persisted ... till adulthood. 

Till now, of course. 

t's truly the SCOURGE that needs to be PURGED, my friend. 

Part of it of course is the idiotic and inane "power competion": and "we have more money than YOU!" drama (while furiously trying to find out how much money you have, hehe - and checking your parcels - trying to figure out whether it's bank cards or credit cards you're getting in the mail) that is common to control freak Nazi feminist morons. 

When I bought my wife a dishwasher, my mom pestered me up and down for days because apparently "it was a big investment". 

I was 30 years old. 

Like Mommy, I can figure out my own damn finances without your meddling - without so called input from a person thats never earned a dime in her life. 

Apparently the logic on that one was "This is India! We hire maids - annoying ones at that that show up at 6 in the morning to clang utensils loudly and never piss off when they're done" etc etc. 

Then of course, when I installed satellite TV instead of the silly ass "cable tV" that was all the rage back then in India. 

(That was again for the wife - yours truly doesn't watch the boob tube, as you know - and that was during "happier days with the wife". Do I miss it? Sometimes, but given how it's turned out, nah - I dont miss it at all! I'd rather be the single dog!) 

Mom wept up a storm about "how her son doesnt listen to her". 

????

WTF ? 

Then of course, the crowning glory of all this -w hen a phat phock of a Doctor once told me not to swim and drink beer so "my liver could recover". 

It never did. 

Years later, it did - and how! (at the age of 36 plus, when most had given up on it - and indeed, me, hehe). 

And it happened by methods of my own choosing, not what some phat phock Doctor that didnt follow his own damned advice told me to do. 

And of course, Mommy went behind my back and cajoled him to write "no beer" on the prescription he handed me. 

He was almost embarassed writing that. 

I asked him politely just why he'd do such a stupid thing. 

"Your mother....: " 

His voice trailed off.

Given the area he works in (Nazi feminist Central hub) - he probably deals with a ton of these maniacs daily. 

But really, my friend. 

You can laugh, or you can curse when all this is happening to you - and I bet it has, or is, or will at some point. 

Unless you're lucky enough not to be dealing with Nazi feminists in some way, shape or form. If you are, great - I salute you!

But believe me, the best thing to do? 

Is to combat it - and WIN against it - take your freedom BACK - and of course PROFIT in ways these Bozos never thought possible. 

And no, with Nazi feminists, going out all guns blazing will backfire. 

Remember "they're women so they can get away with bloody murder", but if a man says something, he's automatically abusive. Hehe. 

Thats how it works, friend. 

But thats NOT how it was supposed to work - or SHOULD work. 

Goose and gander!

But since they wanna play it this way?

We'll play it OUR Way too , my friend. 

And the book on combating Nazi feminist behavior, and PROFITING IMMENSELY from that - well, it's 85% done, and I'm planning on having it out this coming week. Lets see how that goes, but I truly think thats the next one out!

For now, place your pre-orders HERE

(And for all those that have already placed a pre-order for Lumberjack "Lodestone" Fitness" - another book in the works - a huge, huge THANK YOU for your support! Thank you - we couldn't be doing all this without you! 

And for those that haven't, please place a pre-order now for the book - linked above). 

Remember - your support doesn't just count. It helps - and matters - a whole hell of a lot!

So thats something to digest. 

And I'll be back soon!

Best, 

Rahul Mookerjee 

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It’s often been said that women are the ones that feel true emotion while men are cold hearted bastards for the most part, operating on drive, caveman like desire, and logic.

The reverse is true, my friend, and the above couldn’t be more wrong – except when asked to present a logical argument of any sort when the Nazi femdoms of course descend into meaningless and trivial obfuscation and emotional tirades that are neither true nor make any sense at all, but they do succeed in wailing up a storm to the point that the “big bad men” (not) get sick of it and they THINK They win.

If only they knew what some of these men really thought and how they really felt.

No, I ain’t talking me either.

I’m an open book, pretty much but not everyone is as open about it as me due to various reasons.

If you’re a wackjob in China, for instance (foreign wackjob) that despises the fact you gotta depend on your rich and well heeled wife or girlfriend to pay the bills while you’re leashed to her quite literally in every way, for instance, you might not be in a position to say it.

Some men don’t say it to “maintain the peace” and a deep subconscious thinking of “she’s always right” hammered into them through the ages by first mother, then wife, then daughter (adult).

Many different reasons, my friend.

In my case, lets talk marriage.

Would you believe it – I’m sure you would – before getting married, I committed the cardinal sin of asking my then girlfriend to live together FIRST before getting married, so both of us had an easy out in case things didn’t work out.

Normal, no?

Of course not!

She was having NONE Of it.

It was either marriage or nothing else.

And of course, what tilted the horse in her favor was the idiotic and highly so argument of “this is not the West”.

It’s the non sequitor a lot of people in India fall back upon.

“We’re traditional!”

Right …

The country which secretly watches the most porn for one …

But anyway, apparently according to her, Indian didn’t live together before marriage and “they don’t divorce”.

What utter baloney, my friend.

Dont take my word for it.

Dont look at the facts i.e. spiraling divorce rates out the Wazoo in both India and China …

Just google it yourself, and tell me (honestly) what you find out.

I’ve been pretty frank about the two court cases we had to fight to get married – which I did again … because of …

It’s the same reason I finally married her. We’ll get to that!

I’m not saying I didn’t learn anything from them, of course.

The first – I learned a lot about conniving lawyers, and decent ones – and the corrupt police system in India, and the courts that ultimately make the right decision in most cases.

Second, I learnt first hand how women are still locked up inside their houses in parts of Northern India for daring to want to … gasp! Marry the man of their choice!

The first could definitely have been avoided, of course, if we lived together first, but hindsight is always 20/20, so lets not go there.

Anyway, same thing for my kid.

I made the choice not to have kids for a while, because of the responsibility it entails.

Even to the extent of (my wife wanted kids) NOT having sex “just in case”.

I’d rather I could tell my wife logically that hey, it’s a responsibility we might or not be ready for, of course, logical discussion doesn’t take place in these cases.

I stopped having sex.

When I did, I did such a piss poor job at it (yes, me!) that I hoped she wouldn’t want more.

Of course, the reverse occurred.

Contrary to what yall reading this might think, Mr “you look like a movie star” could honestly care less about the million or so notches on the bedpost I’ve had. Might as well be zero for all I care. I could care less if I never have coitus the rest of my life – I DO care about that cold beer tho! Hehe.

But anyway, you know how it goes.

Women get moody as heck when they’re not getting it (if they want it from you).

Finally, to keep the peace I “did it”.

And of course, I later learned that was the day she got off her birth control and never told me about it.

For an hour or so, after we knew, I considered abortion.

Then I firmly decided – NO WAY!

Three months down the line, I was harangued by my mother who complained up and down about “we were not fit to be parents” (though somehow SHE WAS? HA!) and that “abortion was an option”, and …

I told a lot of people about this.

Michael, a friend of mine was the one that vehemently disagreed the most in no uncertain times.

“I don’t agree with what she’s saying about it’s not the right time!”

(she was – and while he commented on the other parts too, his reply is unprintable. Hehe. Rightly so!)

“It’ll never be the right time!”

He’s right.

There’s never a right time for anything. Napoelon Hill kept saying the same thing in Think and Grow Rich. i.e. the time will never be right – if you believe in it, and want to do it, then just go DO IT!

Today, of course, that same mother claims she loves her granddaughter more than anything else in the world.

Haha.

Anyway, lest you think its just me – think again.

Lots of guys, if not all are guilty of falling prey to emotions.

We care.

Women care about the $$!

And it’s only because I cared and had feelings that … HA!

That, my friend, is lesson #2 or 2.5 on the scale of 1 to 5 (if there is such a thing) in terms of learning about Nazi feminism …

1 is beginner level, of course, which is where most of the readers of the book on it will be, and after you’ve read it about a dozen times, and you start to do, practice, implement, most importantly PROFIT from this nasty plague?

Then you’ll be on your way to 5!

Will the book ever come out?

I don’t know, hehe, I’m having so much fun with the pre-promos…

Ditto for Lumberjack “Lodestone” Fitness.

IF there ever was a book the real men will just love and can’t get enough of, and the simps, cucks and Nazi feminists will HATE with a passion – it is this one!

Be sure to lock in your price NOW by pre-ordering.

I’ll be back soon!

Best,

Rahul Mookerjee

Ps – For the bozos and idiots who try and deflect the points made in this email by saying “Boo Hoo! He doesn’t love his daughter” – think again. Think several times. There’s a reason she does the photography for my books whenever possible, a reason why I’m writing all this … and a reason why I say I’m glad to have made any and all of the mistakes I did because a)I wouldn’t have learned what I did if I didn’t, and b) I would not exchange my daughter for anything in the world.

She is truly the very best!

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Monday, 10 May 2021 09:15

The ugly plague that is Nazi feminism

And we see it rearing it's head EVERYWHERE, in all aspects of society (unless you push back).

And in some cases where the person, usually male can't push back, do so in means the other party has no control over. Which ties into marketing and a lot of other things.

I've been speaking of the first part though with MANY people as of now.

Not everyone talks about it.

But believe me, the reason I talk about it is because a lot of men face these issues, and a LOT have come out privately and told me.

That, and plus I think it needs to be talked about.

Sure, there are WOMEN that are good out there - and that speak up against it too.

But by and large this Nazi feminism thing is still running rampant, and it needs to be CULLED. ASAP.

Along with a host of other rot in today's society.

Here's a case in point.

I recently read something about two cops in the Netherlands.

The woman, I believe, had some issue (medical issue) - and she had to go to the hospital. She did.

There were five kids at home.

And she left 'em there - and the cops took care of them until she got back - and they even cooked dinner for the kids!

Now thats real man for you.

REAL MEN!

And I'm sure, my friend, that you can find the link if you google.

Now, point of this isn't to put men in the kitchen or what not (although some men do a fine job at it).

Point isnt to encourage Bozo Schofields ...

POint is, the response it got?

The first one ..

"What a great mother they had!"

....

I mean, why is it that anytime a man is good, the woman is celebrated, and any time a man is BAD, the man (father) is torn down?

Can someone please tell me why goose and gander is such a hard concept to understand?

Can someone please tell me why men can't make good parents and are always seen as abusive and other bullshit, when the FACTS are that women can be just as abusive and destructive, if not more?

I dont know, I'm asking!

.....

Anyway, thats yet another reason for the upcoming book on Nazi feminism.

And in more cases of HEROS?

Dude from mainland China who stands on a bridge in Nanchang, the world's #1 spot, saves people from drowning.

And believe me, suicide is a real issue in China!

I wonder, of course, how many credited his father for it, and how many his mother ...

And I'm out.

Back soon!

Best,

Rahu lMookerjee

PS - Brutally honest, politcally incorrect, and the best ever - Pushup central. Get this NOW!

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