I WANT YOU TO WANT ME
Other than Detroit declaring bankruptcy ( and oh gee willicures ain’t that just such a random titillating surprise ), I can’t see much in the way of exciting collapse news. And who the hell wants to talk about the nation’s premier ghetto going belly up ( and it ain’t even much of a ghetto compared to some Third World ones )? You couldn’t figure out that a Rust Belt city would have a tough time paying its bills or keeping the lights on forty years after our manufacturing sector started imploding? That five years into Peak Oil perhaps an economy 100% dependent on petroleum might see some problems? This crap ain’t news folks. It’s merely confirmation. I did watch about an hour and a half of the “Dust Bowl” program on PBS last night. That was interesting. I didn’t realize it was such a small area ( half the Oklahoma panhandle, up into the Kansas corner, over into Colorado to the Mountains and a bit into Texas ). Or that most of the “Okkies” coming into California weren’t from the Dust Bowl but in other areas as displaced tenant farmers. Or that it wasn’t the Highway Patrol that tried to stop the immigration over the California border but Los Angeles city police. But be all that as it may, still not enough to make today’s article idea. No, today we talk about human need and desire which was inspired from all places by a “picking up bitches” book a Top Tier Loyal Minion sent me ( to qualify for this high status position, send me books ).
I normally can’t stand these kinds of books, stirring up memories of long past days of desperation when I had read one or two ( I never could pick up gals at a bar. The one time one picked me up I chickened out-she was married and hubby was in the field-and the rest of the time I quickly became too interested in getting totally crap faced drunk ). But this one, discounting the last third which was a bit creepy in its manipulation advice, touched on evolution and anthropology so I rather enjoyed it ( if anyone cares I’ll eventually look up the title- right now I’m writing quickly on a slightly shorter lunch break so I have no extra time ). In short, whether picking up bitches or interacting with the boss, you can’t be needy or desperate. Need puts you below the other on the social ladder. And then they have all the power and you are subservient. When picking up gals, this automatically disqualifies you from being desirable genetic material. The fems may use you, for your money or your freakishly large manhood, but you are still being used. You aren’t “egg worthy” ( to paraphrase Elaine in “Seinfeld” ). You need to always be the one others need, not the other way around. Because fems are geniuses at picking up on subconscious tells. You can’t fake this stuff, telling yourself to act confident, or watching your body luggage. They can see past that ( the Selfish Gene lies ). You actually have to NOT need them.
All this was intuitive to me, after years of being stupid and trying to think logically ( if I please her, she will please me ) and finally after years of failed relationships I came to the conclusion that I was just going to stop trying. If they wanted to be with me, they could just please me. If not, see ya. I certainly can’t believe it worked, cause I’m poor, skinny, not too pretty and have a bad attitude ( my hair just inspires envy in other- it ain’t a very good attribute ). I just finally got the attitude there was plenty more bitches out there. If you wanted to be with me, I’d support you and protect you, but first you had to tow the line. Prior to that I’d just sucked ass ( I always attracted them, but this was being at a higher financial level in my class due to my job, not any other personal attraction ) and was always demeaned, dissed, way undersexed and miserable. NOW, finally, I know WHY. I had stumbled on to the answer, just not realizing why. If you need, you bleed.
Look, most of us think they need a relationship. I mean, we do. This is how we are programmed. We are enslaved to our DNA and you can’t shake that for love or money. The problem comes when you begin to need a specific individual. Then, that individual holds power over you. Because you need THEM, they hold the relationship cards. Yes, you need a mate. But any mate will do. If one doesn’t perform to your expectations, show them the door. You will fall in love again, because love is chemicals. It is okay to need a mate, but you can’t need one particular person. It isn’t a life long war, you needing to always show dominance. But lines need to be drawn, with consequences. And you can’t even waver, because deep down you need to know yourself you don’t need. It has to be second nature to you, and then others sense it and act on that subconsciously. And it is exactly the same at a job. Yes, you need a job. But you can’t need that job you are holding or applying for. By living cheap, having no debt and having savings, you aren’t as dependent on a job as most people. Deep down, without faking it, you can hold the “screw it” attitude. I’ll do you a favor, stay here at this job, do darn good work, but if you try to hump me I can easily quite without thinking twice. The guy one paycheck from being homeless must constantly suck the bosses ass, toady to him, debase himself to the boss, ON TOP OF working really hard. Because of need, he is subservient. NEVER BE NEEDY. And, obviously, this applies double after the Apocalypse.
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