Fifty years a femininst experiment on western men and we are the result…let’s talk about it.

I am product of pussfied methods meant to put me in line and keep me from being what I naturally am…

A man.

Holy shit. You know I was going somewhere serious about this but fuck that noise. The whole subject is too funny to me for some reason.

I mean come on my dude. Even with every effort feminists made to pussfying the men of the west it amounts as a whole proving to be one giant fuck up that’s coming apart as we speak.

Real talk my dude. I’m thinking back to the 80s my dude. That one decade that was the last big bang for masculine energy that is still felt today. I mean I didn’t even grow up in the 80s but I still hear the echoes of it in my head.

A man must be a bad ass. No question and without a doubt.

Society is against the notion of a man being a bad ass. That means being a badass is the way to go because what’s more bad ass then being against the boring pussfied grain of society.

I mean pushing against a society trying to go against man’s nature to be a bad ass was cool back in my day now it’s Base. The more things change the more Big Dick energy is a requirment from a boy’s graduation from simp to Bad Ass.

I mean society wants men to give leadership over to females. Not partnership. Leadership. Why? Because big dick energy causes wars and all that bullshit. Because to be a man means to comprise on what you believe or to have no values other then money and sex???

Pause.

Hmmm. Money and sex. Resources and feelings. Tits and Ass. Female and street walker.

To be a man in modern society means to think like a hocker out for fun and a transaction. The bullshit. The pussfied western society romantic bullshit.

Anyway.

The same reason my dear sweet black power princess mother didn’t want me to a water gun when I was nine. Society at large wants to pussfy males into being weak helpless pussfied beta bitch males.

The shit doesn’t work and the shit ain’t normal.

Tell me. What is more cool, then rebeling against a pussfied society and making a femininst head explode by telling her and society to their collective faces….

“No women don’t make good leaders. They think with their feelings. If I did get married at all I’m old school. I’d would be the leader of my house and the bread winner. What’s that smell? Miss? There is smoke coming from your ears.”

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

P. S.

To be a man doesn’t mean you love violence. It means you embrace your god given legacy to be a dominant Big Dick, Conflicting Vaping BAD ASS MOTHER FUCKER!!

Reading advice from RC Walden

RC is a writer/video essayist that I follow his videos and content avidly.

His form of content and diction hit me head on as engaging and talented. Anyway, he’s done a recent video on the subject on making time to read that I found to be up my lane at the moment…

Though trufully the advice was somewhat old news it reminded me of the importance of making time to keep the enjoyment of reading alive.

My advice on the subject would be on a shorter list of two items.

1. Get kindle on you phone. Buy audio and digital books.

2. Carry one book with you that is your go too book. That book that just provides enjoyment for you or helps you pause.

3. Start a blog where you write articles that are fun bit size material that you can’t find anywhere.

The first two are solid. The third you can take it or leave it.

I don’t know if it is a form of vanity or not but I write posts that I want to read later not just simple for the joy of entertaining my readers.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

It’s that moment when you’re about to give up and your kid puts their hands on your back and says I believe in you. Holy shit!

My mind is going back to Robin Williams classic Hook! Before I even open my eyes to my five a.m. alarm.

My mind goes back to that moment in the final battle of Peter and Hook. Hook has Peter Jammed up to the side with Hook whispering evil spells into his ear.

“You know this is a dream, right? Your not Peter Pan. Your still Peter Banning. A cold successful workaholic lawyer who drinks to much and runs and hides from his wife and children.”

Hook is getting to him. But it is when his friends, his daughter and son tell him they believe him. That he is Peter Pan. That he is the hero of the story that he gains focus again and charges into the fight.

Again, it’s like this is what a man lives for. The moment when the children you have created become the kind of people to put their hands to your back and be the motivation to push you on. This is the joy of fatherhood.

My he rest in shit kicking glory. Legend.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Now the bad side of being conflict hungry is fighting the wrong enemy…

Or fighting a ghost. Sometimes the enemy doesn’t show himself. Sometimes he fools you pointing you to look at the wrong target.

Real talk. That is an issue for my skin folk. We’re all to easily fooled by TV and “reliable” souces.

Yes me too. That’s why I don’t watch the news. I hear about it and then I read for general information because I don’t got time for the hypnosis pretty words narrative bullshit.

White folks in general are put forward as “the enemy” special of the day not all just the ones in suits or say bad words.

Not to me. I watch out for the sneaky bastards. You know em. You have to listen. You have to ignore the fools they show you. Because every once in a while. They’ll say something that is total bullshit or reveal they are somebody’s bitch. Some times it’s a throw away comment or some thing that reveals who they are.

Like I’ve said before if you don’t believe in anything or have a standard strong enough to stand on then your somebody’s bitch.

Plain and simple.

You have to have a line. A line for you. A line for when somebody or some business crosses it. It’s the only way people will know not to fuck with you or when they burn a bridge.

I don’t rock with zero standards people. I can’t trust em. Real talk. It’s not a white or black thing. It’s a whose bitch are you? Is your owner out to fuck me over? Is your owner out to fuck with my mind? My money?

To many damn questions even for me. I don’t rock with it I dump em.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Had to work today the bullshit is real but…a Black Rambo reminded me why I love my skin folk…

The bullshit of working on your day off and then showing up and it’s fuck all work to do.

The corporate bullshit is real my dude. Fuckers always trying to plan ahead of holiday thinking it’s going to be some rush and it’s dick all my dude. Why? Fuckers can’t predict the fucking future and yet a fucker will try to bullshit you that he knows how many fucking clouds will be in the sky tomorrow so you better come early because it’s going to rain at 11:30am. Same old bullshit….

Anyway, I was waiting to clock in with the rest of my work buddies. We all had the same damn long face….like what the fuck are we doing here? Ain’t shit to do.

I saw one Black Rambo dude coming up with eyes half closed with a no fucks given expression just trying to get the through the shit to pay the bills. Dude couldn’t even pretend to give a fuck encase a corporate snitch was watching. I couldn’t help laughing.

The dude turns and sees our faces. He and nods his head reading our thoughts. “Ain’t this some shit huh? Fuckers telling us we got to be in today. You can’t be late today. It’s going to a fucking rush of work to do. Day of mother fuckers pushing the time twice before you even get to the fucking parking lot…come in guess what still ain’t no fucking work to do. Fuckers always about that shit. This some bullshit.”

We were laughing our balls off because the dude just kept going. On point low key rant he didn’t even raise his voice. He was tired and frustrated at the same damn time. Even our manager was laughing his ass off. He knew what was up.

This is the kind of shit that makes me love my skin folk. They will take some bullshit of life moment and turn it in to a gift of laughter to get through the shit. Why?

Because the truth can be funny some times and laughter just some times can get you through some bullshit easier.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

A MGTOW responses to Guardiandogg

Alright I been waiting for this shit. Here is a reply from my post on men bragging about nothing.

Wow That has got to be one of thickest, dumbest opinions I’ve seen on MGTOW

The fact that you can’t grasp that a man can be a happy bachelor is your problem not mine

Yes, I’m single, yes I make my own money I do what I want and go where I want and spend

Don’t have to worry about
Corrupt Family Courts ,False Accusations etc

Yeah moron you bet your ass I’m going to brag about that and here I am doing it right to your face

And if you’re so THICK that you think MGTOW is about sex then you’re not really deserving of respect

Now if you don’t mind I think I’ll go brag a little and there’s not a fucking thing you can do to stop me

By Neroke

Okay here is my reply….

Holy Shit. I had to thank The Lord for this one ya’aw. Is this mother fucker serious???

Holy shit.

This mother fucker is bragging about not having a legazy to pass on to preserve the traditions and honor of the west and the stories of his people..

Holy shit…

This mother fucker is not bragging about what his father did for him or any men in his life that gave him wisdom and pasted on to him a tradition or self value.

He is not bragging on the greatness of men of the west have done to pave roads and provide the examples for us as men to follow.

This mother fucker is complaining about the bullshit the fucking Baby Boomers handed down to us and not giving a word of action that the men of the west need to raise up and reclaim our BIG DICK Energy from a society that wants to pussfy us.

Holy shit. Holy mother fucking shit. The fucking balls. If you want to be a bachelor and have no legazy. Guess what….

I don’t give a shit. I could not care less. But let me brag a bit…

My father died in his battle against cancer when I was young but did not fail to pass on to me hard work, loyalty to family and friends. That man I will brag about. Vox Day taught me that conflict is in the air we breath and the water we swim in. I needed to embrace it and enjoy. Martin Lawrence taught me life isn’t a joke. I need to fucking ride this mother fucker until the wheels come off.

Let me reintroduce myself….

I am an American Highlander. I cew on Iron and spit out bullets son. I am the legazy of Black Rambos and the pride of my ancesters. I was raised on stories of Cobra and Tango & Cash and the poetry of Robert Frost and rhythms of Tupac Shakur and gospel melodies. I am a man of the west. Get your balls up and join in the struggle..ya heard me.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

I changed my mind. Unless your J.R.R Tolkien don’t explain magic bullshit.

Real talk. Fuck I say that a lot but real talk. Don’t write a book as a means to explain magic bullshit.

I’ve been thinking about this shit. George Lucas went wrong in one regard to motion picture Star Wars pre shit storm. He tried to explain magic bullshit.

I see this shit a lot now in fantasy movies and franchises that go to shit. You take a simple human story and then put on some fucking glasses and pretend you can over explain why Neo is the one.

Fuck that shit. Look. I ain’t the great late Robert Frost or the shit kicking genius that wrote the script to Tang & Cash. Some writers bullshit themselves about dreams of being a Tolkien. Listen mother fucker. You never will be.

An explaination to magic bullshit is always a side note to the main event action. If I have to explain shit at all I keep that shit short.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg.

A quick writer’s note…If your asking yourself where is this going or where can it go? You got something.

Real talk. This is not a golden bar on writing tip. It’s an observation. Again I find it true at least for whenever I’m writing something I find interesting or just okay how is he going to react to this problem in his way.

You have to write it out to find out. The question of what happens next can’t be answered by thinking about it. You have to write it out and discover it. Don’t get me wrong once a charecter is established that charecter can only react in a certain way.

Change happens to charecter but only as a means of adjusting to new environment or growth.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Culture war theories:Western culture storytelling vs The Empire of Disney

Disney is a goble company with no ties or loyalties to The West only money to be made from western culture and pissing on the fables and legacy storytelling of The West.

Fuck. They can’t even tell a half assed Mullan story without shitting the bed with The East and The West.

Why though? They own the fables and stories of the West, right?! They own the rich creative properties of the past, right?!

How the fuck can you own the heroes journey or western culture storytelling?!

Still though, they own the art but have zero respect for the traditions and legacy or history of the art. How do I know this?

Is Ray of the Star Wars Disney movies a bad bitch? Is she sexy? Does Ray have a heroic story arc that is classic to western female characters of the 70s, 80s or 90s female characters in movies at least?

Ray? I think of her as a sex less nun at best or a big headed alien the universe is centered around.

Mullan, 2020. Is that movie on pair with Eastern female archetypes? Is it even using fantasy in a way that is indicative of asian females.

I made the state in passing that Star Wars is dead in a previous blog. Commercial wise yes but it was also a call to say it’s time to create the next legacy that is callback to Flash Gordon and heros journey or in my case Tango & Cash meets Highlander.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Another Monday morning reflections on change

I got old videos on YouTube and no this isn’t a plug it’s just an opener to a thought…

Yeah. I got videos on YouTube three years old and I can’t even look at the shit now without thinking….

Who the fuck is that dude?

My looks haven’t changed that much from when I was sixteen but the man in the video is a world a way from how I am now and the life I live now.

Death and taxes.

Those are the two words best summarize the leap from pussy to American Highlander.

I got experiences and lost notebooks of a past I can’t reclaim. I have regrets and a hundred mistakes.

You see me on street I would appear to be like a college kid heading to school. Internally, it’s a mixed bag of ancient thoughts and proverbs and reflections on modern times and Kung Fu flicks and 80s movies.

My mannerisums are defined by traditions of civil gentlemenly behavior and black rambo instincts. I feel sixteen the only aches and pain I feel occasionally is from work and exercise and I got a six pack.

I reflect on all this from time to time and I want to pass on the wisdom I have learned so far. Two years ago I was drowning in fear and conflict today very few things shake me up or piss me off. What will tomorrow bring? Conflict and trouble for sure and maybe something surprisingly funny.

The ride doesn’t end end my friends. Strap in and ride this mother fucker until the end.

Hot damn! What a time to be alive.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

The days have gone to the dogs but honestly…I’m having fun what about you?

The fucking ride doesn’t end my friend.

You know I started this year with that notion in my head. It hasn’t gone away. I’ve had my ups and downs and my highs and lows.

Granted the year is still not done more is surely to come but I can tell you my friends honestly I am enjoying the ride so far. The growth in my charecter and dominance holy shit is skyrocketing.

Again, this is my theme. Embrace the same gusto my friend. The Times will get tougher. Days will go to the dogs but we must push on. We must change and strive toward the excellence and adventure of owning our own bad ass attitude.

Hey, it’s in our blood. We are the descendents of survivers and bad ass fuckers.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg