How do you know if there’s a pilot in the room?

— It’s Easy

Well, I am back home in Pattaya, Thailand, just about two weeks to the day from when I left, having spent about one week in the good ol’ USSA and then about six days in the Philippines. I’ve got quite a lot to share about that trip, mostly in video footage that I’ll have a few days’ worth of work to fold, spindle, and mutilate. I’ll be publishing those in about three sections.

One will be the brief night in Manila and the next day’s drive up to Angeles City—where Clark Air Force Base used to be. Then there will be one with some…I’m not sure how that one will go…It’s probably going to be a bunch of short clip videos of my poolside rants on the rooftop pool of the hotel I stayed in, Angeles, and then a little day trip out to Subic Bay and back, along with a German-Filipina female friend that I met. I’ll be rolling those out for members stay turned don’t touch that dial.

In the meantime, I got a testimonial from a long-time reader. At the end of this, I’ll tell you why the title of the post is what it is. He’s a long-time member, but he’s a former Air Force pilot and now a commercial airline pilot, and so he submitted a testimonial, which is superb. The reason I’m sharing it with you is that it goes to what I’ve been telling you: I am not your one-stop-shop for your lazy quest to find the holy grail for thing X, or to be told that you’re right about thing Y.

I’m the one who says, “I’m wrong, you’re wrong, let’s be less wrong.” Let’s keep poking and prodding at this thing and be less wrong. I know that that’s of little value to most people. The vast majority who come here, turn away because they’re looking for the fake way of just paying some money and voilà, or discovering the secret or the hidden knowledge that makes the thing that they want to do easy, don’t find it or any promise of it, and they go away. They try over and over and over again, never find it, but they never stop searching because the problem is laziness.

The root problem is fucking laziness.

Just pay your money and go; it’s what makes many businesses and marketers rich—that continual quest that people have. Those like me say no, there’s no such thing—you’re gonna have to get off your lazy ass and get to work and figure it the fuck out. No, I’m not getting rich though I offer the most value, but the value comes at a price far beyond any subscription payment. It comes at the price of actually buckling down, figuring shit out, and getting shit done imperfectly, and then gradually refining and improving.

In the end, you’re far better off; in the end, you really have figured it out—just not in the way you thought. What you’ve really figured out is how to figure shit—any shit—out. …Or, just keep seeking your formula(s). I’m sure the correct one is just right around the corner…sitting right next to your winning lottery ticket.

Here’s Bret’s testimonial. Then another and then…stay tuned for the rest of the story that involves a cute Dutch/Thai halfbreed I met on the bus… (which really should go in Thailand Confidential, my most popular category…but I’ll toss you one)

…he cuts through the bullshit

I have been reading Richard for 10 years. Ever since I have known him, he has been ahead of the curve. With an incisive eye and a sharp digital tongue, he cuts through the bullshit and lays out the pertinent facts that others can’t seem to see.

Total breath of fresh air on politics. Richard has a masterful grasp of economics and human behavior that keep him free of the corporate media’s narrative framing. As such his takes are always extremely insightful. He called the 2016 election for Trump without batting an eye, even in the face of stiff doubt from many others (including me).

He got me on board the crypto train early, and I am very grateful to have been a beneficiary of his wisdom. I have never sold my stuff, and I am damn glad of it.

Richard’s perspective has been invaluable in the dietary debates around weight control and optimal health. He was one of the first to shatter the predominant myths of the low-carb cult from within and bring to light many truths that seem so obvious now but were heavily propagandized away by the LC blogger community.

I believed deeply for many years that carbs were the reason people were fat. I now understand that simply isn’t true for most of us. This dogma conflates chronic illness such as diabetes with fat accumulation in otherwise healthy humans.

Low-carb works primarily because it is a calorie reduction. Secondarily, it tends to increase protein consumption, which preserves muscle and makes the body feel fed & satisfied. But guess what…you can do the same thing with plenty of carbs and much less fat. And for me, the latter has provided undeniably superior results.

Gorging on dietary fat (whether you call it “keto” or not) is a stupid idea with counterproductive results. It stacks on the calories and eventually stalls or even reverses weight loss. It depletes your glycogen and atrophies the body’s ability to metabolize carbs. Richard has frequently mentioned the Inuit’s insane blood sugar test, resulting in readings of over 300 for several hours. That study was pivotal, and I still mention it to well intended but oafishly duped keto nerds to this day.

The likes of Jimmy Moore had countless naive people convinced that guzzling down butter, limiting your protein, and never touching a carb were the keys to weight loss. Moore chanted this stuff daily as he packed on huge pounds himself. He dismissed it all as “stress” while continuing to double down. I cannot even imagine how many people spent months or years following such horrible advice and watching the scale go in the wrong direction.

Richard saw before virtually anyone else in the community that Moore’s advice was going to hurt people. I thought Richard was being too harsh at first, but now it’s clear his instincts were correct. Though unrelated, I can’t help but mention that I recently stumbled upon Moore’s pedo conviction story. Holy shit. What a disaster he was to the community.

I will turn 40 this year, and for the first time in my life, I am meticulously tracking calories, both in and out, every single day. It’s all too easy with food databases in smartphone apps and the calorimeter on smartwatches. Serious game changers relative to even 10 years ago.

I target 200 grams each of carbs and protein, and vary fat based on my goals of the week (either bulk, trim, or maintain). This is of course buttressed by near-daily visits to the gym for strength training and extra light cardio as needed.

When I do a deep calorie cut, my hunger is mild and fleeting if it is present at all. If my body starts getting tired of it, I take a day or two off at maintenance, then go right back in. Shocker, it works like a charm.

I don’t know if I would have reached these conclusions without Richard’s work. It takes persistence and persuasion to get through and change someone’s beliefs, and I credit him hugely with my epiphanies here.

More along similar lines? Then check out this one by longtime reader Owen. Same thing. Different day. No bullshit, no blowing smoke up your asses. Just the harsh reality, damn the record-breaking sales revenue. …Or, gobble up more fat and Keto-treats in your endless, lazy-ass quest for easy results without hellish pain and discomfort.

The Real Deal

I’ve been an eager consumer of Richard’s explorations of the galaxy for about 15 years now. In that time, I’ve found him to be an insatiable pursuer of truth and a brilliant narrator of his experiences along the way. Over the years I’ve seen him take a leading, pioneer role across a disparate range of topics, not limited to diet and health (Paleo early adopter), finance (crypto), politics (unbeaten election prognosticator and reader of the cultural ‘tea leaves’) and now AI and all the other stuff I didn’t mention.

The trait that most resonates with me, however, is that unwavering commitment to truth. There’s no sideshow, no agenda: only the truth, even if that means walking back a previously held position. Richard has always struck me as having unimpeachable integrity, wears his heart all the way down his sleeve, and never shies away from the action. In all honestly, there is no ‘internet personality’ I trust more.

You’re missing out if you don’t jump aboard, and you have no idea where you’ll be this time next year thanks to the stuff you’ll learn on FTA.

Cheers for everything, Richard!

You can read more testimonials here, and you can even add your own…both love or hate is fine. Now to the story.

… It was the convenient Jomtien to Suvarnabhumi International Airport bus that leaves from Food Mart, the popular farang grocery store with all your home-grown favorites, where she took the seat next to me. Cute, white-looking girl larger than your average Thai, but with that slightly exotic look…halfbreed.

I estimated about 25 years old. That’s a challenge for this fit and strong 63, and such a challenge is always taken up without a second thought. Continual practice and refinement. Find it as “disgusting” as you like…your cries for help fall on deaf ears. Fix your own shit first, develop the can-do capacity in whatever, then pass judgment on this one who does.

That’s right. 20-something women are regular visitors to my bedroom. I often think I understand more about them than they understand about themselves.

“Local trip or international?” I ask.

“Oh, I’m just going to Bangkok for the weekend to visit friends,” she replies in perfect “American.”

When I inquire further about why then a bus to the airport, she explains that the train to the city center from there is convenient and quick. I end up finding out a better way to get up to Bangkok central because regular direct buses, minivans, and taxis are hellish when you want to be dropped off near or in front of your accommodations.

I guess correctly that she has a farang dad (Dutch) and Thai mom. She spends about half the time in the Netherlands and half in Thailand, but has done stints all over the world, including Mexico. Then it’s open season on conversation, including her own life growing up in Thailand, the international school, fully bilingual, etc. I remarked that while living in Phuket, where there’s quite a density of those schools, the kids all speak “American,” regardless of their father’s accent (English, German, Aussie, Swiss…doesn’t matter).

“We prefer to think of it as ‘International English,'” she retorts.

“Whatever you say,” I wink.

She begins expressing curiosity about my life, though with clear trepidation.

“Would you like me to confirm what you might already ‘know,’ or do you want to hear how it really is?”

This is the good thing about young people with all the pet-narrative lies they’ve been indoctrinated into and that they live in part, but not already cemented in stone…redemption is still possible…not to mention being an international girl who’s already seen and sensed that everything is probably a lie, at least a little bit.

“Most of my girlfriends are less than half my age,” I say, unblinkingly, square in the eye. She manages an uncomfortable smile and falls silent…which I allow, until she initiates conversation again.

She knows. Her curiosity is about me personally, at this point. I show her a picture on my phone of the house I built for my 30-year-old ex and her daughters, photos of the daughters, a little about how the relationship with them is now, and what my intentions had been for them—had it not been for their evil cunt of a mother.

What happens next?

Those brushes of the forearm as she speaks happen next. What could have happened next-next was a foregone conclusion for that evening or perhaps the next day, had it not been for flight schedules on my part. She had already imagined a sexual encounter and was willing to see where it would go. At this point, it’s my ball to fumble.

The other tell? The dog that didn’t bark, in reverse. Not one single word of “my boyfriend this or that,” or even any scant reference to a relationship…which is always a down-boy signal…though if it comes early like a standard knee-jerk, it can be overcome. If it comes later, she’s made up her mind about you and it’s a no.

… At one point, we somehow got on the subject of food and how many think Thai food is heavy of vegetables with little protein, etc. “You know how to tell if someone’s a vegan?” I asked…and answered, “They’ll tell you.”

And I segue, “It’s like the old joke, ‘how do you know if there’s a pilot in the room?’ (he’ll tell you).” She mentions that her dad’s a pilot and used to fly at the little grass strip in Phuket.

Me too.”

“…You do realize you just told me,” with a giggle and brush of my forearm.

“Clever, huh?” <wink>.

How many of your easy-formula-just-just-give-me-money peddlers out there also have a limitless repertoire of taboo stories like that, and on a host of other topics too, from international living to no-reservations travel to geopolitics to social antagonism to philosophy and religion, to the diets of the Inuit and why they’re never ever in ketosis? There’s more.

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Richard Nikoley

I started writing Free The Animal in late 2003 as just a little thing to try. 20 years later, turns out I've written over 5,000 posts. I blog what I wish...from diet, health, philosophy, politics, social antagonism, adventure travel, expat living, location and time independent—while you sleep— income by geoarbitrage, and food pics. I intended to travel the world "homeless," but the Covidiocy Panicdemic squashed that. I became an American expat living in Thailand. I celebrate the audacity and hubris to live by your own exclusive authority and take your own chances. ... I leave the toilet seat up. Read More


  1. Bret Robbins on January 18, 2024 at 10:38

    Love it. Pilots do like to talk about themselves, no doubt.

    I used to be an exception to that, but I’m coming around. ;-)

    Ever read/watched Robert Glover or Corey Wayne? Your reads on women’s tells remind me of their dating advice. I found them to be gems when it comes to reading people and getting out of the pearl clutcher echo chamber, and glad to see you’re sharing the same vibes.

    • Richard Nikoley on January 18, 2024 at 11:34

      There’s an element that most men will never experience in their lives and gives you x-ray vision into female psycho-sexuality.

      That’s sex with a late teen, 18 or 19, or early 20 something that’s well under half your age… and gauge their responsiveness once inhibition (I’m shy) has vanished.

      Most of the “lovemaking” stuff out there is utter crap with that light of experience, exposing it as beta taming and exploitation of weak males.

      Use your imaginations, but I’ll add this. The German-Filipina I hooked up with the other day for the road trip says to me the next morning, “you looked so strong, and I imagined you raping me, and it made me horny.”

      It’s like I always say, women aren’t anti-rape, per se. They’re anti-UNWANTED rape.

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