I stand with Israel. I always have and I always will. Am Yisrael Chai!
Author: Rod Fleming
Scottish Writer, photographer, artist and musician. Currently living in the Philippines with the lovely Sam. I like photography, art, motorcycling, food (too much) sailing and dogs. I am a published author.
We in the West are lucky. We live in the most varied, rich and progressive culture the world has ever known.
This culture, which has given the world so much, is under attack. The attackers are a vile alliance of female, black, Islamic and gender supremacists. These are collectively known as the ‘woke’ Left. Their target, principally, is white men, especially Christians.
Feminism long ago stopped being about equality between men and women. In the West that was achieved decades ago anyway. The current fashion is to try to persuade us that there is no difference between males and females. The ultimate purpose of this is to replace males with females and, in the end, to eradicate masculinity. But this disregards the science completely, in favour of flat-earth concepts that have no foundation in fact
The suggestion that settlements and cities were a function of women’s desire to have better, safer and more comfortable places to raise children, is contrary to many assessments, which see these developments as masculine. The argument is that as men accumulated wealth, they decided to build settlements and cities to protect it.
There are a couple of problems with this. In the hunter-gatherer cultures we know of, wealth is a largely unknown concept. That was why the early colonists used valueless trinkets to seduce the peoples they encountered and would eventually enslave. Those people liked shiny pieces of coloured glass because they were pretty; they had no idea of relative material value. A gold doubloon or a worthless bauble, all were the same. The idea of personal property is similarly strange to them, so how could wealth possibly be amassed; and if it can’t be, because you don’t know what it is, then why would anyone need to protect it?
Here’s an awesome new video following up on the theme ‘How to make love to ladyboys’.
Making love with a pre-op ladyboy, or any other intact trans woman, requires the use of the rear entrance. This is delightful, to put it mildly, for the man penetrating it, but there are some complications and some precautions that should be taken with ladyboys.
An inexperienced girl can be hurt in the crucial first encounters and an inexperienced man is more likely to cause that. If she is hurt, then future lovemaking will be affected until she recovers her confidence. The subjects discussed in this video and the previous one will help both to make sure lovemaking is as much fun and pleasure as it should be.
Most of the video’s content was written in response to questions posed by viewers, many of which did surprise me, but I’ll let you watch the video to see why. It’s quite safe for work, there are no explicit images.
What men like is ladyboys. When we want ordinary women, there are plenty.
The cover girl is an ex, who is very sweet and in addition to being beautiful had one killer little body on her. Unfortunately (or perhaps not,) she struck up with an Ozzie with more money than brains. The next time I saw her she had a nose job, bolt-on boobs and silicone all over the place…I didn’t see those as an improvement and I wish ladyboys wouldn’t do things like that that.
What men like about you is that you’re ladyboys. You don’t have to do more than be one, to make us happy. There are squillions of natal women out there, we can pick our choice. There are far, far fewer ladyboys than ordinary women, you’ll always be the special ones. It’s the fact that you are ladyboys that men like about you. It’s what makes you special women, not just ordinary ones.
I receive many requests for help from men with Autogynephilia or with symptoms confusingly similar. I have only rarely tried to help directly in the past but from now on, will do so. It seems that my help is increasingly necessary.
For most men with Autogynephilia, the very last option they should consider is transition. This is especially so if the man is over about twenty-five and indeed, for many, younger.
The crucial factor for any transition is whether it can be successful. That is, can he pass as a woman? Most of the publicly visible men with Autogynephilia can’t. They are instantly recognisable as men, even if they transition in the ‘sweet zone’. Contrast this with the other main type, Sexual Inverts who, if they complete at all, are usually extremely feminine, passable and have no difficulty navigating society as women. In fact, they can’t successfully do so as men.
This beautiful young woman is a completed Sexual Invert. It is almost impossible for an Autogynephile to achieve her standard of beauty. And note: no make-up or padding.
Most Autogynephiles in the West transitioners over the age of thirty and in fact most significantly older. As a result, they basically will never pass. The effects of testosterone will have shaped them so that their appearance is masculine and heir socialisation as young and adult men will have shaped their behaviours in the same way. For a person like this to pass successfully as a woman is a tall order.
Subset
There is a subset of individuals who transition in their teens or early twenties, as soon as they begin to have feelings associated with the condition. But here we are talking about adolescent/young adult transitioners who likely began hormone therapy at sixteen or even before. I know several such trans women and while they are easily identifiable as Autogynephilic, they can be strikingly beautiful.
For most men, the condition can be crippling and as far as I can see, most ‘therapists’ either deny the condition exists or that there is any hope other than transition, for men with it. And they will happily take large amounts of money for doing so.
Men are similarly not helped by those men who have already transitioned. These are very unlikely to admit to having made a catastrophic mistake that has ruined their lives. Like the man who spends a fortune on a new car and finds out it’s a pup, they will play down the damage and worse, encourage others to make the same mistake.
That means there are few resources to help men caught in this vicious and debilitating condition.
If you think this individual passes, then you’re wrong. This Autogynephilic man survives on the charity of others, who are either too polite or too afraid to be honest. Do not be that guy.
Study
I have spent many years studying Autogynephilia and I am as well versed in it as anyone, certainly more than the quacks claiming to help — by putting you on the transition express train, next stop vaginoplasty. So I will help, directly, if you contact me. I can’t do it for nothing because I have to eat, but I am very reasonable and I do understand how financially devastating Autogynephilia can be.
If you would like to know more, please contact me using the form below. This is a new contact form, as the old one was not working properly and did not notify me. This one does.
British comedian and actor Eddie Izzard held his Autogynephilia under control for decades before finally falling off the wagon in 2020.
I don’t know why it is that I have accumulated such a collection of ─ well, I suppose you might say ghost stories, though I tend to think of them in less definite terms myself. The fact is that I have never seen a ghost with my two eyes, and in fact I long ago gave up any hope of doing so. I must not be one of those gifted with the sight, as it were. However that may be, though, I seem to be a magnet for stories of the weird and the macabre, as if they seek me out─ and in the strangest of places.
The most recent addition to my collection was found in just such a casual way as all the others. I had been on holiday in France, when I was suddenly called back because of an illness─a very severe one─in the family. It happened that the nearest airport from which I could get a flight home was Lyon, so I made my reservation and got myself there as soon as I possibly could. Continue reading “The Horror of the Blocked-Up Window”
Yesterday, the 7th of May 2017, will be long remembered. It is the day of the Fall of France.
This is not the first Fall of France. In 1940, German troops stormed through the Ardennes, completely surprising the French General Staff.
Nobody who has read Chester Wilmot’s ‘The Struggle for Europe’ can fail to recognise the similarities. In 1940, the French Establishment was represented by octogenarian and even nonagenarian generals. Their incompetence was complete. Counter-attacks were so badly organised that battalions engaged on different days or in the wrong place. Communications were by carrier pigeon. The French armour, superior in numbers and quality to the German, was not allowed to operate freely and instead was used as semi-mobile artillery for infantry support.
The result was that France capitulated. That was the first Fall of France. An uneasy truce was declared, in which the Germans gave the French permission to govern themselves in territory not already under a German jackboot, but it didn’t last long; in 1942 the Germans assumed complete control.
Seventy-two years later, the second Fall of France has just occurred. Instead of dottering relics from bygone wars, fought decades before, today the French establishment is represented by a dandified fop called Emmanuel Jean-Michel Frederic Macron. This poodle sans couilles is now the President-elect of France.
I had no idea what I’d find in Baler. I just knew I wanted to see the sea. After months in Plaridel, which, while nice, is neither favoured with mountains nor sea. I needed it. People like me, who grew up by the sea, pine away if we are too far from it. I’ll do another post about it later in the week, but for now I just want to say it is an unspoiled paradise. Beautiful.
Baler is on the Pacific coast of Luzon. The Pacific is magical and I was awestruck by the fact that I was literally standing on the edge of the Earth — or at least, the edge of the Sunda plate, which is advancing inexorably towards the distant and unseen America, subducting (lovely word) the Philippines Sea plate as it goes.
Anyway, this a wee taster. We’ll be going back to Baler and I’ll write more about it. Meantime thanks to our new friends Rich and Fely Cleaver, who run the Saltwater Lodge on Sabang Beach. Economical, comfortable, clean and good company, just like staying at home!
In the West, tomboy behaviour in childhood is mostly just role-play and should be treated as such — with good-humoured tolerance. Girls want to enjoy the fun in the same way as boys do, because prior to puberty, they are not really different at all. Indeed in many cultures, pre-pubertal boys and girls are not differentiated. They play the same games and wear similar clothes.
Tomboy behaviour is not necessarily indicative of Sexual Inversion, whereas persistent feminine behaviour in a boy is more likely to be.
We know this because of the number of adult women who claim to have been ‘very boyish’ as children, but are now heterosexual or cis-lesbian. It would be rare indeed to find a straight man being quite so open about girly behaviour in his childhood; the only males who do that, in my experience, are either ‘gay’ or transsexual — ie they are Sexually Inverted.
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An interesting example comes from the children’s author Enid Blyton. The wokos are trying to cancel her right now, so a nod in her direction seems appropriate, given that, being dead, she can’t fight back herself (always the kind of adversary preferred by woko scumbags.)
In Blyton’s Famous Five series (actually four kids and a dog) one of the girls, Georgina, was a classic tomboy. She insisted on being called ‘George’, wore her hair cropped short and boys clothes and if I remember right, enjoyed whittling sticks with a penknife. (Timmy the dog belonged to her.) In fact she was portrayed as more masculine than one of the two boys, Dick. She was also a more vibrant and rounded character than the other girl, Anne, the youngest of the tetrad. She was Suzie Creamcheese personified.
George…imitates traditional masculinity as an attempt to receive equal treatments. She over-compensates…to…hide any traces of being a girl…perhaps George is a transman; a boy trapped in a girl’s body… it is clear that Blyton intended George’s character as someone who breaks away from tradition. Sukanya Balaji
Most of Blyton’s work is observational so I have no doubt at all that she knew a girl like this well at one point; or George might even have been a portrait of herself, for she was a determined, successful career woman. The character is just too alive for it to be entirely fictional and I speak as an author of fiction who spends a lot of effort on characterisation. Blyton did not elaborate on George’s later life, but given that the first in the series was written in 1942, it does make you think!
After yet another terrorist attack perpetrated by a Muslim in the United Kingdom, it is worth looking again at the late Sir Enoch Powell’s notorious ‘rivers of blood’ speech.
Powell was vilified for decades for his candour and honesty, but who could read that speech today and not, while condemning some of the language, see how he accurately predicted what has happened?
The conflict Powell feared has but just begun. All over Europe, our culture and its values are under attack. The attackers are Muslims and they act in the name of Islam.
