Aesthetic Theory and Rape Porn

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Yesterday I wandered down to my abandoned beach, eerily peaceful despite the long holiday weekend. While walking, I realized that I had a series of easily answered questions.

  1. A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that Derek was an author at the Sigma Frame Blog. He told me I was full of shit. Does Derek have an account there? I thought he did.
  2. Just last week, someone mentioned that LastMod had been banned from Sigma Frame. Is this true? What on earth could he have done?

I have no personal squabble with the Sigma Frame blog, with its author, or with any of its readers. I haven’t read it in years, simply because I am not a good fit for the content. I have never bothered to ponder the reasons why. Certain things just don’t appeal to me.

Even so, people I enjoyed reading seem to be having issues with the outlet, and this was reason enough for me to poke around.

So it was that I wandered over there today, in the hope of answering my questions.

Had my original question been why don’t I like to read Sigma Frame? I would have had an easy answer with the very first article I saw. It prominently featured a bit of bondage porn.

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The article had some comments, and they were generally supportive.

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I don’t know who “AngloSaxon” is, but if he wanders in here, I’d love to know what he loved, specifically, about the woman in the wedding dress, bound with electrical tape, looking as though she’s watching the BTK killer pick up the blow torch.

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The only thing I know about “Lexet Blog” is that the author doesn’t like me. I don’t know (or care) why. The first clue I had about the existence of this outlet was when Derek Ramsey linked back to an article I wrote, in a discussion with this character, and he dismissed it by insulting my character and intelligence.

As O.P. Rockwell (or Anton LaVey) might remind me, water seeks out and finds its own level. I’m comfortable with the sharp delineation between residents of this post code and a bunch of degenerates with rape fantasies.

Whenever I have an emotional reaction to something, I always try to analyze it. A critic might accuse me of having some sort of sexual hangup, in not finding photos of bound, gagged, terrified women appealing. I suppose that’s probably true. Even so, I think my contention is less moral than aesthetic. I am not against porn, or men enjoying it. I like porn myself. I generally like the same sorts of porn that my grandfather found exciting. These inevitably feature non-nude women alone, in various provocative states of skimpy dress.

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I can’t see her body, but she has long hair and a nice, feminine smile.

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I’m not ordinarily a huge fan of redheads, but I’d get this woman’s number.

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She looks like someone I’d stick my dick into, in five seconds flat.

I still don’t know whether Ram Man writes for Sigma Frame, or whether Last Mod got banned there, and I suppose I don’t care enough to keep dredging through such content. I’m glad they’re both here, even if I spend most of my time disagreeing with them. If I’ve reported something incorrectly, now or in the past, I hope they will forgive me.

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Life is short. Get off the internet, and go someplace beautiful.

Profiles in Exceptional Motherhood: Jenny Erikson

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Jenny Erikson and Her Mormon Fiance (March, 2020)

Jenny Erikson describes herself as a public figure, and I accept her autoencomia, which are freely available in a number of different places (links at the bottom of this article.) Her professional achievements include managing high-profile political campaigns for several Republican candidates. She is also an established journalist, with columns in print and digital mass media outlets.

While the father of Jenny’s two older children (the ex-husband), and the father of Jenny’s two younger children (the fiance), are public figures also, I am withholding their names out of respect for their privacy.

When she isn’t campaigning, Erikson’s editorial work tends to focus on homemaking. A self described “mommy blogger,” Erikson is paid to teach the public how to feed, clothe, and raise their children. I argue here that Jenny Erikson’s standing to give such advice is questionable, based on her long and public history of extreme misbehavior.

Way back in November of 2013, Dalrock hosted a very interesting response to an article Erikson published on her personal blog. (Her blog is defunct, and the domain is now for sale at jennyerikson dot com.)

In this initial article, Erikson posted a series of shocking and scathing denunciations of both her husband, and of her priest. Her contention then was based upon having filed for divorce without her husband’s knowledge. Her priest, who was apparently connected at the courthouse, found out about the lawsuit (divorces are a matter of public record in California) and asked her husband if he could counsel the couple, thereby spilling the beans before she could have the satisfaction of dropping the hammer.

Dalrock. He Ruined the Surprise! (23 November 2013)

Part of the fun of researching these stories is finding my old work still preserved. I left a comment on Jenny Erikson’s first blog article, all those years ago, which she deleted almost immediately. I was able to cut-n-paste it into the comment section at Dalrock.

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I Am a Prophet… Like Brigham Young Himself!

While a normal person would not stoop to airing her family’s dirty laundry over the internet, Jenny enjoyed using her position in journalism to damage her husband’s reputation. Jenny’s initial blog post was only the first in a series, and her tone steadily descended into outright lunacy.

In subsequent articles, Erikson alleged that her husband was a sexual psychopath. She maintained this position, despite providing no proof of any wrongdoing.

Jenny Erikson was not content to merely rant on her lonely personal blog. Despite having no evidence for any of her insane allegations, she found help boosting the signal thanks to any number of male feminists, who were eager to help her spread malicious rumors. One supreme gentleman, who was only too willing to simp for m’lady, was the high profile CONservative Christian essayist Matt Walsh. Walsh began writing posts on his own blog, sending hourly messages over twitter, and uttering curses from the Christian god against anyone who might question his skank-ho damsel.

Matt Walsh: Married Men: Your Porn Habit Is Adultery! (25 November 2013
Cane Caldo: Matt Walsh Gets Bored and Destroys Families (25 November 2013)
Dalrock: Soothing Words for the Unrepentant Baby Mama (26 November 2013)

For the record,  Erikson’s husband has no criminal history, he is not on the sex offender registry, and the judges in Jenny’s divorce do not appear to have taken her mean spirited libel seriously. I have never believed that Jenny’s allegations were credible, but they did serve to illustrate just how depraved a wimminz can be when she decides to cash out with the help of our anti-family court system.

Jenny Erikson’s divorce became a public spectacle which was so embarrassingly ridiculous that Dalrock wrote an entire series of articles, over the course of several years, as she stumbled from one misadventure to the next. You can read through some of them here.

Fast forward to the summer of 2018, when I was contacted privately by one of my readers, and asked if I had heard about Jenny. The question was motivated by yet another article Jenny had posted on her personal blog, which made the reader think she might be converting to the Latter-Day Saint religion.

The LDSers are the largest of several competing religious organizations serving Mormons. While I am not a member of the LDS church, I did grow up practicing the Mormon folk religion, and I was curious about Jenny’s newfound interest.

In the process of reading Jenny’s account of her visits to the local stake center, I came to understand her motives for investigating the LDS church. It turned out that Jenny was not only seeing an LDS gentleman. She also boasted that they were expecting a child together, and were engaged to be married.

It was only a few short weeks later that Jenny put a happy spin on the fact that her fiance, the father of her illegitimate child, had embarrassingly decided to ghost out on their wedding at the last minute.

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By that time, the lucky couple had given birth to their first child, and were already expecting a second.

Outsiders probably have a hard time understanding why this supposedly religious Mormon, who had already had a bastard child with this divorcée, refused to marry her. Men in this post code might assume that he was motivated by the tragic story of Jenny’s ex-husband. (No man wants to be the next lucky winner in the divorce cycle.) no doubt that’s part of it, but I suspect there is more to the story, and I can explain my suspicions here.

Mormons (no matter what their religion, if any) place an extreme importance on marriage and bloodlines. We revere our ancestors, and we keep track of our genealogy like no other ethnic group does.

To a Mormon man, Jenny Erikson is an outsider. LDSers often call them “non-members,” but the semantic content is the same. Jenny is not one of us, and she can never be one of us.

Jenny is white, which is important, because every Mormon is descended from New England WASPs who came west from Vermont and New York in a covered-wagon migration. Outsiders who are white are treated by a complicated set of interconnected rules, based on the fact that they might be able to pass for one of us, if they learn enough about us.

If a Mormon has a white baby with an outsider, and if that white baby is raised correctly, there is some chance that child could fit in with us. Even so, that child will be marginalized for her entire life in our community. She will be allowed to be blessed and baptized, and she’ll be permitted to serve us in menial ways, but she won’t be marrying into one of the established families, and the Mormon man who marries her will likely be a second tier type, who will be unfit for any sort of community leadership position.

So, in choosing to associate herself with this man, Jenny has chosen one of the few people guaranteed not to ever fully trust or love her. She has chosen a man whose entire extended family will never accept any of her children, not even the ones who are their biological relatives. She has exposed her two older daughters to the possibility of serious emotional and psychological damage, merely by shoehorning them into our closed society. Mormons don’t like outsiders intruding into their cliques, and we don’t mind showing it, even to little kids.

Jenny is white but she is also an outspoken Christian, which is to say, a heathen, a polytheist, a helper of Satan, and a descendant of our deadly enemies. I don’t remember what she wrote on her blog about her reception at sacrament meeting, but I doubt she was well received, even in a liberal California ward. The fact that the father of her two youngest children refuses to marry her suggests that his family has had some say in the matter. It’s safe to assume that they definitely don’t approve.

For Mr. Fiance to fuck and sire children through a ho’ like Jenny is somewhat embarrassing to the wider Mormon community. I’m sure he’s been dismissed from his position in the ward and is likely on the shit list with his former friends. For him to marry a Christian slut, in contrast, would be an absolute disaster. His family (including his Mormon children through his first wife) may well disown him. If he didn’t disappear, it’s a safe bet that the high council would convene a disciplinary tribunal.

The underlying reasons that Jenny and her fiance did not marry, and yet are still fucking and shacking up together, may now be somewhat more clear to the casual observer. We are a pragmatic people, and appearances matter. We realize that an older gent might occasionally visit a skank-ho prostitute, but no Mormon man is allowed to marry her without serious eternal consequences, in the next world and in this one.

Down below, anon alerted me to the fact that Jenny has apparently had a fourth kid. I had forgotten all about this, but Earl noted it in the messages in my 2018 article.

Anon writes:

DaFuq…

Jenny Erickson, who I had forgotten about for years until coming here and seeing old Dalrock commenters, is apparently engaged (it is unclear if the finance is the father of the two children she had out of wedlock), AND all she does is write fawning articles about Prince Harry and Meghan… … Oh, and she is still a cuckservative poster-girl, with many cuckservative fans.

After referring him to my 2018 article, anon replied:

But are children #3 and #4 the offspring of this man, or do they have yet a different father (or two different fathers)?

That would mean, worst case, this slut has 4 children via 3 different men, and still got this fourth schlub to get engaged to her.

Even if he is just the third schlub, this is already pretty extreme.

Daughters 1 and 2 are sired by Jenny’s unfortunate ex-husband. Daughters 3 and 4 are sired by my cousin from Deseret. There are four children, by two different men.

Between ex-husband and my cousin from Deseret, Jenny wrote articles on Cafe Mom and The Stir about all the men she was fucking during her divorce. Anything is possible, but the four children on her social media are the unadopted, unaborted offspring she incessantly boasts about. Other men are common knowledge, but other children, if any, have been pretty well hidden.

At this point, my readers probably wonder why Erikson deserves so much attention. After all, she’s just a typical lying skank-ho wimminz, who ran a decent man through the divorce courts. There’s no shortage of those creeps around. Why should we bother talking about her? There are many reasons, but these are the most important ones to me:

1. Erikson has managed to establish herself as one of the more prominent members of the “Republican CONservative” movement. She has around 9000 sycophantic twitter followers, and her real reach was on display when the pathetic halfman Matt Walsh publicized her to the half million stupid Christians who pay his bills.

To repeat what I mentioned earlier: social media users call this technique boosting the signal, and one will often see wimminz requesting it (as Erikson has done many times). Wimminz tend to do this in the hopes to have their target harassed in the real-world, or lose his job. As we have already seen, Jenny did this in 2013, when she wanted to libel her ex-husband to a broader audience.

2. Erikson is prone to histrionic, childish meltdowns. These usually follow a pattern where some man questions her qualifications, at which point she simultaneously accuses him of various character flaws, all while claiming that the criticism is unjust, and begging her male friends for help in harassing her target. It wasn’t just her husband. Her typical response to criticism is to escalate it to hilarious proportions.

Jenny Erikson has significant social and political power, and she earns her living passing her insolent judgment on other parents in print, most of whom are far more competent parents than she is.

Jenny cursed me out privately two years ago. I interpreted that exchange as a request for no further contact. As such, she has not been asked to comment on this article. Be that as it may, if she feels I’ve treated her unfairly, she is welcome to leave a comment or send me an email.

All of the material I used for this article was made publicly available by Jenny herself. My sources include:

mom dot com (professional)
linkedin.com (professional)
instagram (jennyerikson)
instagram (second chance family)
twitter (JennyErikson)

Studies in Oneitis: John and Mary

I think this video, produced by John David Ebert, about his (now dead) girlfriend, Mary Church, is useful viewing for all men.

Ebert is an interesting man. His biography includes dropping out of undergrad to go to work for the Joseph Campbell Foundation. He subsequently worked at semiotext(e) (with game huckster Neil Strauss a/k/a Style, of all people) proofreading heady philosophical work by thinkers such as Peter Sloterdijk and Slavoj Žižek.

He racked up significant achievements, with only training as a high-school graduate. This suggests that Ebert is an incredibly bright man, and that when he is motivated to learn something, there’s nothing that stops him.

A couple of years ago, Ebert met a barely legal stripper/prostitute, named Mary Church. For reasons that will surprise no one in this post code, that relationship was very brief. Mary was very troubled, and she suicided a couple of years ago. Ebert subsequently spent the last several months publicizing his deceased lover’s art.

I’m not an art critic, but her art strikes me as very interesting. Occasionally she did some funny stuff that we might enjoy here. For example: here she is making fun of trannies…

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It’s a shame this woman passed away. Whatever her other faults, more work in this direction would have earned her a spot in the women’s auxiliary.

About a month ago, Ebert began kooking out on twitter. Apparently some third-party clued him in to the fact that his girlfriend was lying to him, throughout the entirety of their relationship.

So, to recap, a brilliant 50-year old geezer fell in love with a teenage girl who had a career as a stripper/escort, and (despite his superior intellect) he is somehow surprised that she ran around on him in the era of feminism. He is now kooking out in the most embarrassing fashion, despite the fact that she died a year ago.

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Asking (about) Dr. Nerdlove

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‘cuz I’m so fuck’n good, and that ain’t no shit, neither!

Our brother Jason has often chafed at the pickup artists, who claim to have all the answers, which are only available after paying big dollaz to attend their seminars. I thought it’d be fun on a slow news day to look at one such playa.

Thus I introduce Dr. Nerdlove, ladies man extraordinaire.

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Whenever anyone calls himself “Doctor” I wonder where he did his residency, or under whom he defended his thesis. Nevermind that, though… Let’s stick to specifics.

Dr. Nerdlove has been around for as long as I have. He runs an online advice column called (you guessed it) Asking Dr. Nerdlove, where we can find his latest blog post. It’s a response to a poor, innocent wimminz, who somehow got seduced by a married playa she met on tinder.

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As we can see, the good doctor holds this wimminz completely blameless, while excoriating the cad she eagerly hopped in the sack with. This is exactly what one might expect from a man who boasts about writing for feminist outlets like Kotaku and The Good Men Project.

The reality is that both playaz and hoez bear real responsibility for what they do. This is a skank-ho slut who recreationally fucked a skank-ho male slut she met on Tinder. She admits that she didn’t know who he actually was, for the entirety of the five full years they were casually smashing. Given that she is now pregnant, we can assume that neither of these characters exercised reasonable caution, and aside from having an unwanted pregnancy, it would surprise me if they both didn’t have at least one STD.

At best, we can paint both of these fools as willfully careless to the point of negligence. Yet, Dr. Nerdlove insists that the blame lies only with the male in this affair, and he depicts this wimminz as being the innocent victim of a “cheating piece of shit.” The reality is that if either of these individuals had read my Field Guide, available at no cost here, this nonsense would never have happened. Dr. Nerdlove also claims he has the answers, available at cost.

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Bearing in mind that Doctor Nerdlove charges more for a phone call than some of the better attorneys in my town, let’s see what he can teach us.

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All you autistics who feel the need to pay 500 clams for someone to hold your hand can rest easy. I can teach you how to not be stuck in the friend zone, right now. You simply ask your opposite-sex friend to fuck you. If s/he says ‘no’, you should respect this without drama; but, 90% of the time, s/he has been hanging out with you waiting for you to come out and ask, and the answer will almost certainly be an enthusiastic affirmative.

(If s/he does say ‘no,’ that means s/he was spending time with you in hopes of something else: money, time, attention, etc. You’ll finally know what the game was leading to.)

If your love life is out of your control, then be an adult and assume control over it. Tell whoever you’re fucking what you want, or tell them flatly that the fucking is over.

I honestly don’t know what the rest of this shit means. Most of us learn how to be our best, most polished self, by trial-and-error, not by paying a series of expensive coaches to hold our hands in social situations.

I send Dr. Nerdlove a message, two days ago. He has yet to respond, and he is welcome to comment here if he feels I’m judging him too harshly. Have any of you boys fallen for a scam like this? Did you learn anything useful? Sound off if you’ve got a pair.

The Sad Case of Caylin

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A series of searches revealed several articles on the subject of skank-ho Caylin Allise Watson. Nowhere in any article I read was there a mention of the father of the little boy she tried to kill. Scumbag journalists would like you to believe that this was another mythical “virgin birth,” and that no man exists who has been harmed by the subject’s inept attempt to burn a baby alive.

Once we accept that we’re being lied to about the father’s existence, we must explore the other lies-by-omission on display. There are many other little facts that have gone unreported in this story.

At some point, some unfortunate man stooped to lie with this sow, and we can surmise that shortly after birth, that man was cut out of the picture (except for the expectation of sending big dollaz to this ho’, on a monthly basis.) It’s completely plausible that some black-robed faggot down at the anti-family court wrote out an order that the father of this baby not come within 500 yards, on pain of arrest and blah blah blah.

That man would have protected his son from this crazy bitch, but he was denied the opportunity, and here we see the end result of a society gone insane.

She was charged with attempted murder, arson, abuse and infliction of great bodily injury upon a child

…no doubt the cunt pass will be in full effect. She’ll be given an attorney (at our expense) who will cry fake tears about how this wimminz is the poor victim of misogyny, and how nothing is her fault. Another black-robed faggot will sympathize. As usual, we can expect bitch will plea-bargain her series of felonies down to jaywalking, and she’ll be released to do it all over again.

Advice for a Young Sister

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Over on reddit, a young girl writes about a contentious situation with her roommate. I’m attaching a screenshot because the censors there like to alter and delete content which isn’t sufficiently feminist.

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I(19f) live with my roommate(22f).

Every week she ends up bringing home another guy to have sex with and recently she commented that I never bring over anyone. I told her that I have never had any sexual relationship and plan to stay that way.

If the feminists were serious about a woman’s “right to choose,” and “my body, my choice,” this would be a non-issue.

The typical feminist is not merely a liar. She is so psychologically damaged that she is unaware of what she, herself, really wants. She has been conditioned from the cradle to respond to emotional appeals, and in this way she is easily controlled and manipulated into doing whatever her masters want her to do.

Some of us find this annoying, but bright people can use this conditioning for their own benefit.

She said that I need to try to be more like her and offered to let me sleep with one of her guy friends.

This behavior reveals that roommate is not “friends” with any of these men she describes as such, and she’s not O.P.’s friend, either.

Her roommate wants O.P. to be more like her… specifically, roommate wants our sister to:

  • have a higher risk for std
  • have less money
  • have less time
  • have diminished prospects for marriage

Her roommate wants her to be more like her, because her roommate feels threatened by the mere existence of a stronger and more successful female in her proximity.

This is called ressentiment. It has been covered here before.

I told her no and she started shaming me for being a virgin. She’s really upsetting me what do I do?

What O.P. should do is shame the roommate. Being disciplined and not wasting time on no-strings sex is something to be proud of. In contrast, the roommate is a complete embarrassment to herself and to her family.

Women like this need to transcend the conditioning which makes them upset when the herd signals disapproval. This is probably a challenge but I believe it is entirely possible. A great benefit to the application of this is on display when the typical feminist discovers that you are immune to their shaming tactics. She then kooks out in a delightful frenzy that is truly entertaining to behold.

The bottom line is that the 19-year old will likely marry a good earner, in a very short time, and if she continues her long-term planning, she will rapidly be in a very good position. In contrast, the 22-year old roommate is on the fast-track to being an unmarried 30-something untouchable, of the type that we enjoy scoffing at on this blog.