Good, nice little late morning. I just poured—let me see—three truckloads of concrete, about five cubic meters each. So that’s roughly eighteen yards in American terms, all for the front yard driveway and parking lot. I had the guys working it, and it was pretty cool. I have a separate video specifically about that.

What I wanted to talk about is something I’ve been thinking long and hard about, day by day. I’ve been a blogger for twenty-three years. I was a paleo diet influencer, and I’ve done a lot of political blogging. I have hundreds of thousands of followers, and my follower base on X has been growing steadily.

I’ve been thinking about this for a long time because I’m a blogger and a writer, but I have to come from a place of genuine passion. I’m not one of these guys you see all over the internet. For instance, I was a paleo influencer, and I did that for a long time. Some people are still doing it, but they’re just operating in robotic mode: “I’m this,” or “I’m that,” or “Here’s a new study.”

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Fuck off. It’s just so fucking boring.

Video version of this post.

I’ve been adrift for quite a while because I haven’t known what to blog about. So I’ve been writing about what I’m actually doing. I’m a sixty-five-year-old dude living in Thailand, and I’m building. I’m building my ass off. I just poured a bunch of concrete.

What I see everywhere—especially on social media—is what I call male-like organisms. They’re not builders. That raises the question: What’s the big problem with all these female feminist cunts?

You have movements like the Red Pill and Men Going Their Own Way, all of which seem to consist largely of men sitting around complaining about women. Now, imagine that. Stop and think about it: men sitting around complaining about women.

Men aren’t supposed to sit around complaining about women. That’s what women do. They sit around gossiping, backbiting, and engaging in all this bullshit. I’ve seen it since I was a kid. My mother and her friends would sit around complaining about one thing or another. A bunch of women sitting around complaining about bullshit.

And that was my own mother, too. I watched her and her friends and thought, There’s something profoundly stupid about this.

Meanwhile, the men are off working—working and busting their asses. The cunts sit around complaining about men, complaining about this, complaining about that, backbiting, gossiping, undermining, and on and on. It’s all female. It’s a female trait. It goes back forever.

Females are good for three things: spreading their legs, getting pregnant, and nursing and raising children until a man can take over that job and make decent women or men out of them. Women have no valuable function beyond that. They should never be involved in an important decision outside the household.

So that brings me to the real problem: male-like organisms who, for at least the past hundred years—going back to the Nineteenth Amendment—have given comfort and support to the enemy.

That’s the big problem.

In my public discourse going forward, I think it should be about what I’m doing as a builder. Because a man builds. A man doesn’t sit around on his computer typing, typing, typing. And do you know why these guys do that? They do it to gain favor with fucking female cunts.

Take the Lindsay Clancy trial and all the millions of stupid female cunts saying, “Oh, she’s a woman. She had feels.” So apparently it’s acceptable to premeditatively murder your three children.

And what’s really sad about society is that the husband doesn’t just come home, see what happened, and kill her. Right? Really? That’s fucking sad. Instead, you have to go through this whole massive court proceeding—and that’s because of male-like organisms.

Most males today, these quasi-males, exist only to gain favor with females, as though they’re in heat or some shit.

No. Males build.

Watch my videos. See what I do. Males build shit. And to the extent that you have some female yapping at you, tell her to shut her fucking cock holster and continue building. Lead by example.

If there were only a benevolent God for a few hours, and He got rid of all the male-like organisms who give comfort and support to the enemy, everything would be a lot better.

So that’s what I’ll mostly be blogging about from now on.

The whole Red Pill movement and everything else is just a bunch of fucking dudes sitting around complaining about women. Men do not sit around complaining about women. They go build shit.

Sorry—they go build shit.

That’s what men do. And they remove all support and comfort from the enemy: women, feminists, cunts, and stupid fucking cunt women.

What will women do when they no longer have the support of men?

That’s what I’m about going forward.

…Oh, here’s another video I made today. It’s about doing shit, not about sitting around doom scolling, moralizing, and giving YOUR OPINION!!!

It’s about men pouring a shit ton of concrete and women cooking a sit down meal of grilled fish for them and lettuce wraps. Great spicy sauce. No sandwiches or fast food bags. This happens no place ever in America, going back as many decades as you can count. And this is why the gals are not berating cunts in Thailand. They do what women were always supposed to do. Almost no women do that in America forever. It’s because it’s only mostly male-like organisms. Too few men.