Something about this quote hit me tonight:
Margolis would ask each student to take a special assignment, such as a particular version or commentary and be responsible for its evidence. He told me on my first day in class to handle the Syriac version. ‘But I don’t know Syriac,’ I protested. He looked at me sternly and growled, ‘Where do you think you are? In a kindergarten? Go home and learn Syriac.’
Possibly, talking to Danny the other night spurned the thoughts on. Whatever the cause I could not help but read this differently:
[He] would ask each student to take a special assignment, . . . He told me on my first day in class to handle [a women]. ‘But I don’t know [Game],’ I protested. He looked at me sternly and growled, ‘Where do you think you are? In a kindergarten? Go home and learn [Game].’
This is the purpose the cause. Some might call it fighting feminism, reverting draconian misandrist laws, counting notches, but what Game comes down to is handling women. Is this not what unites the ‘sphere. Ulysses er. . .Dr. Eric Stratton let me know when you nail down the new nomenclature.
Handling women. It is the bane of the PUA, the married man, the AFC ground through the system and spit out on the far side of alimony and child support. Handling women. The foundation of Western civilization. Handled women.
This Margolis character hits the other nerve of the ‘sphere. Go and learn. Roosh nailed it. I haven’t the time at the moment to find the post, however, he wrote sometime back a parable of a teacher and his disciple. Go and do 100 apporach. Learn Spanish. Travel to Columbia. Then I will teach you Game. The disciple returns having learned what he sought to have taught. That is the gist of it–drop the link if anyone knows what I’m rambling on about here. Go. And learn.
Much garbage comes from Game-speak; the technical language of alpha-beta, AFC, bitch shields, negs, and hypergamy. There is much lost to pedantry, to what is alpha and what beta, to the nature of any number of wanked words aimed to hone precision on the uninitiated inviting them to come and see, as it were; however, who will doubt the prescience after their first bout of confident interaction with the darker sex–does 50 Shades not lend this appraisal of men as the fairer sex?
Were the ‘sphere not aimed at the lackluster half-man, the beta orbiters, the manginas and white knights, we would do without all these silly terms, but most men are very much like children: if they are to come to the light they must be brought to it slowly with words and concepts which they might easily grasp.
Those who love darkness will stay, to those who will, come and see.
Veritas numquam perit,
Both the Mental Calisthenics and Banging Sluts & Societal Decline are in the pipeline. Coming along slowly and surely.