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When I was a young lad, oh...back in the late 70’s and early 80’s, I had several ‘career’ ideas regarding what I wanted to ‘be’ when I grew up.

One of them was a private detective. I was thrilled to no end by the concept of the lone wolf private eye, the ‘dick’, the gum shoe, the bad ass-take-no-shit-tough guy and his renegade life of solitary ways; solving mysteries, catching bad guys, and making it with random women.

I watched quite a lot of black & white detective films with my family back then and was reading books such as The Hardy Boys and The Three Investigators.

What fun, right?

Absolutely.

Tales of action and adventure fired my imagination and set my blood afire!

I loved war movies, too! The concept of Brotherhood and friendship through shared adversity and action? Fucking badass. It satisfied something in my blood that I was too young to understand.

Despite my Adventurous spirit and nature, I didn’t get any of that, however. I never designed my life for that path.

Besides whi

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Note : I first published this in a special issue of Punchriot Magazine over a year ago.

The frantic thrashing and struggling sounds from the other room continued as the muffled cries for mercy, mixed as they were with deep groans of pleasure, fell upon my unconcerned ears.

Over this, I could just make out the low, persistent hum of the Hitachi wand. I gazed over the kitchen mantle and watched with satisfaction as she struggled and strained against the ropes binding her hands and feet to the chair. I smiled and returned to making my lunch.

With a small fork I whisked the egg mixture briskly then set the bowl aside to turn the flame on low and set my new small cast iron pan down. I had already coated it with a thin layer of unsalted butter and it was now time to transform the yellow liquid into my lunchtime omelette.

It's always a tad bit exciting to try out newly purchased items, isn't it? Particularly when you have a beautiful woman in the other room naked, except for black thigh highs

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Fundamentally, all Men are Geeks. Stop denying it, fuckers.

Some of us are tabletop role-playing game geeks.

Join us for some non-SJW, non-woke/non-pc bullshit, old school Advanced Dungeons & Dragons.

At least once per month, sometimes twice, we get together with Dungeon Master Rollo Tomassi for some dice slinging in the World of Dungeons & Dragons.

If you're tired of the woke assholes that abound in tabletop gaming; these sniveling, overly-sensitive, easily offended dipshits, then be sure to tune in to 'Masculine Geek D&D'.

We're not politically correct - we're raw, unfiltered and uncensored, Dungeons & Dragons gamers.

Get on board, pussies. We're making history.

No broads allowed. Get your own game, ladies.

Spergs & Retards need not apply.

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Every once in awhile I like to share, as an MG post, one of our newsletter articles (which you miss if you're not signed up).

This is one of mine from last week.

Enjoy!

Tuesday afternoon, 3 PM EST, post tropical storm. The winds are still whipping and tossing the treetops into a ferver, but the sun is out and it’s gorgeous outside. I am taking a break from tele-work to write and drink a glass of wine on the balcony - it’s 73 degrees with low humidity. 

I’ve got all the windows and the sliding glass door open in my apartment to let the fresh air in. Glorious. My cat, Mowgli, is enjoying the outside time as well. 

7:47 PM EST. Just got in from a motorcycle ride. An amazing evening, weather-wise. Mid-eighties, cool. Fucking perfect and unusual for August. Having a glass of wine and a cigar with my writing before I do a MG Life members only BDSM podcast with Rob. What’s that? You haven’t joined? Well then, you're missing out then, aren’t you?

Thursday, 6:48 PM EST. Cool and comfortable out

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Sit down and Shut the Fuck Up

You heard me.

Yea, I’m telling you want to do, you rude bastids.

“What are you talking about Vincent? I listen!”

Do you? Do you REALLY?

Or are you one of these dipshits that, when you ask me a question, and I begin to answer, you use that as a springboard to start talking about yourself or an unrelated topic, completely interrupting?

You all know what I am talking about. Someone asks you how your weekend was and before you finish telling them they have launched into describing their own weekend.

You think to yourself, "What the fuck just happened?"

It’s as if they used that question in order to run their own goddamn mouth.

Fuck!

No wonder men don’t respect you fully and women cannot stand to be in your presence.

You don’t fucking listen. Always trying to be "right" all the time.

How does one listen, actively? Easy. Shut the fuck up and let the person you’re talking with finish their goddamn sentence, then you digest it, and be curious about what the person

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IF you can keep your head while all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you.

IF you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too.

IF you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, not deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating, and yet not look too good, nor talk too wise.

IF you can dream and not make dreams your master,

IF you can think and not make thoughts your aim,

IF you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two imposters just the same.

IF you can bear to hear the Truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools.

IF you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings and never breathe a word about your loss.

IF you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone,
And ho

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Here and there we like to post up a MG Newsletter article/essay. This one I wrote about a month ago.

A few newsletter essays ago I talked about the abandoned Circus Drive-In. That adventure also had me explore a bit on the old abandoned town of Amatol with the only surviving building left standing as of now.

Below is this building. It was a barracks for the NJ State Police for a time and although they still have a presence nearby, this structure is empty and falling apart.

 

Amatol is the name of a munition manufactured during WWI here in southern NJ (around what is now Hammonton) and a small town was built (1918) around the production plant and given the same name as the explosive. Pretty cool, eh?

The idea of an abandoned town always fascinated me for some reason and the tale of Amatol fired my imagination.

Although short lived, this town was a key producer of munitions/shell loading for the war as TNT was being depleted. It was built on 6,000 acres of land in south Jersey. The town

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<rant>
Everyone is complaining about something. You know what? If your life is not want you want it to be then fucking fix it, pudwack.

NO ONE is holding you down. Not ‘the man’, not your parents, not the world. YOU are the only one in your way.

Want more money? Learn to make it. Figure that shit out. Stop waiting for people to hold your hand and do it for you.

Want a friend? BE a goddamn friend. Put yourself out there.

Want a girl? Go out and talk to girls.

Stop pissing and moaning about how hard you have it. Because guess what? You fucking don’t.

Are you alive and breathing? You are? Good. Get to work.
</end rant>

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This article is written by TJ Martinell

A video put out last year by a YouTuber and long-time internet user Glink laments the fall of the internet in a way that I really hadn't considered. His argument is that the world wide web has passed its golden age, the turning point when Facebook overtook MySpace in 2009 in terms of users.

His recollections made me think of my own memories that contrast so greatly with what we see online today that it almost defies belief. The internet in the 2000s was new, exciting, free, decentralized, and devoid of hyper-politics. Sites were created, developed, and designed by users with other users in mind.

There was also little to no outrage over site content; it was generally understood that if you went to a site that posted offensive content you were bound to be offended and if you didn’t want to experience that, you simply didn’t go to the site. It was live and let live. It was beyond the pale to argue for shutting down a website.

Another reason was that

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Many months ago I wrote an essay titled, ‘A Man’s Masculine Edge’.

It’s been a fairly popular post thus far.

Have not read it? Read it here.

(A Masculine Edge = Dominant Mindset)

Now, it’s time for round two - some examples.

More than I could ever explain or describe, I offer up to you all a few movie examples that illustrate the Masculine Edge concept perfectly (as it pertains to women).

“Vicky Christina Barcelona” - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ih6Baoop5G4 This is the PERFECT example of a man’s masculine edge when it comes to women. Notice Juan Antonio’s easy manner, direct eye contact, and confident speech and demeanor. It’s also a dead on illustration of Alan Roger Currie’s, ‘Mode One Approach’.

“Secretary” - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L5Yu-IGx0-4 As most of you know, I have been into D/s (BDSM) for a long time now and this scene is right up my alley. James Spader’s character, when in Dominant mode, is focused and firm. Listen to his voice register. He lowers his voice - it

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I enjoy listening to classical music in the mornings during my commute to work.

This past week I had to go into work a few days (otherwise I have been working from home) to take care of a few things.

I turned on the radio (WRTI.org) and a ragtime piece was just finishing up.

It was “The Strenuous Life” by Scott Joplin, The King of Ragtime (1868-1917).

I’ve always enjoyed ragtime music and was first introduced to it quite by accident when I was eight or nine. A classmate and friend had arrived at my house to attend my birthday party. He came bearing a wrapped present and a (no sleeve) 45 rpm record, slightly scratched. Someone had thrown it away and he had found it on the sidewalk in front of my parents house. He thought it might be ours and retrieved it. I read the title - It was the theme music from the movie “The Sting” - and another classic Scott Joplin composed ragtime piece, called “The Entertainer”.

The movie, from 1973, stars Robert Redford, Paul Newman (two grifters) and Robert

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When you’re finished pondering eternity, its time for a nourishing book (which may prove to be of assistance in future eternity pondering).

A few months ago I purchased "Digest" by Quintus Curtius. It's a hefty tome of 701 pages plus an index.

This book is a collection of Quintus' website essays from 2016 to early 2020.

I like that he curated them and made them available to us in book form. I chose the hardback version for my own MG Library.

I like to purchase hardback books from those authors whose work I respect and that I will re-read and reference in the future.

When the book first arrived I began my reading by jumping around a bit. The essays cover various topics such as morality, history, virtue, and travel.

It is a feast for the mind, and dare I say, spirit? These types of books are like friends to me. They guide and inform.

Now, "Digest", is just such a book and I am reading it every day before I go to sleep. I find it relaxing, rewarding, and, overall, a

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That's right, May 6th, see?

Myea.

You heard it here first because we created it. The day before is May 5th, Cinco de Mayo.

Fuck Cinco de Mayo.

May 6th, baby, myea.

Don't know what I'm talking about?

"You mean it's like 'talk like a pirate day'?" No, pudwack, it's not like that. Stupid shit. Pirates never talked like that.

I'm talking James Cagney and Edward G, Robinson, see?

And Warner Bros. Cartoons, myea, like this...

[embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ed1ofgp0Y9I[/embedyt]

And yes, I know, this is from 1946. So what, see?

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This essay was written by TJ Martinell.

I watched Cowboy Bebop for the first time last year, and I regret not doing so earlier. It is easily the best anime series out there, but also one of the best TV shows ever produced. If you haven’t seen it, add it to your list of things to do amid the Nova 6 outbreak.

While rewatching it a few months ago I noticed several life lessons or important takeaway messages within character story arcs that can serve a man well as he goes through life.

Jet – Sometimes It’s Not You – It’s Them

Jet is the ship’s even-keeled and sensible captain, a former law enforcement officer whose girlfriend Alisa years abandoned him one day, leaving only a note that says "farewell" and a pocket watch.

Only after becoming a bounty hunter does Jet come across her again while investigating her utterly loser boyfriend to whom she is very loyal. When he finally arrests the boyfriend, Alisa admits that she left him because she felt he was too controlling and she wanted to make

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This article was written by TJ Martinell.

Everyone wants to talk about Nova 6 – I mean COVID-19. I want to instead use it to talk about something else: resetting something in your life.

I don’t see this moment in time as a crisis, at least for myself. I already went through the pain of unplugging myself from a system I realized long ago was unsustainable.

I see this as an opportunity. At no other time perhaps in our lives do we have external factors compelling us to spend time with ourselves in our homes. There are seemingly fewer distractions to keep us away from what we’ve avoided.

It’s safe to say we all have something we’ve left unaddressed. There was a problem that arose a while ago, and rather than solve it or rectify the situation, we delayed, postponed, ignored or mitigated. But these issues never went away. Whether it's a strained relationship or a cluttered house, in some instances the problem only intensifies.

That’s been the case for me. For years I’ve ignored aches and pai

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This article is written by TJ Martinell

Everything most Westerners know about chivalry is wrong. This profound misconception exists even though people have varying notions of what chivalry is or what it means to be chivalrous – and whether it’s even an admirable thing.

But whether it’s letting girls go first at the school drinking fountain, allowing women to get on the life boats while the men drown, or a man bowing before a woman before asking her to marry him, all of them really amount to the same thing; a man submitting to a woman, any woman, in a manner meant to earn respect, admiration, and favor. Whether it draws “respect” or ridicule doesn’t matter. This is what people think it is.

Yet that is not what chivalry was and has nothing to do with its origins, application or purpose. Writers such as Dalrock have done the yeoman’s task of documenting its connection to courtly love, and Rollo Tomassi has previously written on how the feminine imperative gradually subverted chivalry.

In

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There are always more books to collect and read. It’s an addiction with no known (or wanted, for that matter) cure.

Don’t forget, if you cannot find these on Amazon, there is always Ebay, Abebooks.com, and others. Hell, check out your public library. 

Don’t leave behind your local used bookstores either as many of them offer robust online inventories to peruse. 

Thus, you could be across the country and order some used and rare books (they can help you find your specific title, too) from say, www.oldbookshopofbordentown.com or www.secondtimebooksonline.com near me, here in NJ, and have them packed up and shipped to you. Second Time Books has an amazing Fantasy/Science Fiction collection, all meticulously curated and cared for. It is one of the best I’ve encountered over the years.

Now, without further ado, here are several more recommendations for you all.

  1. Michael Scott Rohan’s ‘Winter of the World’ trilogy. Start with ‘Anvil of Ice’. You could categorize these as Epic Fantasy. He get
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This article is written by TJ Martinell

“You don’t get something for nothing” is a wise saying, a variation on “there’s no free lunch.” However, there’s a flip side to that coin when it comes to human relations: Make ‘em earn it.

This is a lesson some of you have no doubt learned the hard way. You’re naturally generous, outgoing, selfless, thoughtful…. But you’ve discovered the people on the receiving end of that generosity treat it poorly. Or worse, they develop an expectation that you actually owe it to them. You instinctively put yourself out there for someone or a group and later realize they view it as a birthright. You volunteer or join an organization, association or club without them having to prove themselves, then find they don't value your presence.

Why? Because they didn’t earn it, and people typically don’t appreciate what didn’t cost them anything.

In some ways, life is really economics. Your kindness, loyalty, and openness are commodities. What you demand of others in ex

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Not too long ago I wrote a post regarding some good books to delve into which you might enjoy as I have. The majority of them are ones that I grew up reading in the 80’s and 90’s. They’re like old friends.

Lately, I've been going through my old book boxes from storage and I have a few more to add. 

I mentioned I would be doing this in one of our latest Wednesday Broadcasts, so here are more for you all:

  1. The Stainless Steel Rat series by Harry Harrison.
  2. The Tripods Trilogy by John Christopher. I started reading these great stories back when I was in Cub Scouts. They were serialized, graphic novel format, in the back of the Scouting magazine called “Boy’s Life”. Years later, I purchased the books.
  3. I, Vampire by Michael Romkey.
  4. ANYTHING by H.P. Lovecraft. I would suggest starting off with “Call of Cthulhu” or “The Rats in the Walls”, both of which are short stories found in most Lovecraft story collections.
  5. The Vampire Files series of books by P.N. Elrod. Prohibition era vampire teams up
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It’s been interesting to see how the perception of the “lone wolf” (social context, not terrorism) has changed over the years.

The lone wolf is often seen as a romantic figure. If you’re a Western man, particularly Australian or American, you know what I mean. We think of The Man With No Name and Mad Max, trappers and wilderness explorers like Jedidiah Smith and Jim Bridger, stereotypical rugged masculine loners who come in and save the day before vanishing. We admire and crave the independence and self-reliance they convey. They are unattached, uncontrollable, and free from expectations or social restraints. They live life on their own terms.

Others before me have highlighted some problems with this image. It’s great to watch in a film, but loners in the real world aren’t quite as appealing. Humans are social creatures, and to reject all social ties in favor of unbridled individual liberty is to renounce some natural inhibitions. As much as men love the lone wolf, they also love the i

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