Well boys and girls; feminism is under assault like myself and others have been saying for a good while now.

With that in mind; far be it for good Ol’Uncle Bastardo to leave these poor devils without some guidance in the new era!  After their leaving a gem like this a couple of years ago; I feel terrible for not giving my He-Man Uber Manly Reformed-Pimp Slap of thank you in return!  For the Love of Gloria, that Savior of the Patriarchal oppressed World, where are my manners?

You’d think I was born a barbarian; raping and pillaging right from the pain riddled center of my patriarchal and totally oppressed mother’s womb?  All with the male chauvinistic face only my mother could love!

Forgive me lord-fuhrer Oprah of all that is unmanly, womanly, and therefore holy; all with a creamy center that does not give children and lovingly brings woman the world over useless shit to purchase.  Also, no love, compassion, or place for men to gather alone sans your bitching thank you very much!  Trees in the forest ladies, trees in the forest.

So, without further ado, let’s get down to a little theory shall we?

What is a Manly ass spanking for a woman?

Well, to be honest; I must give credit where credit is due!  Sunshine Mary, has elaborately given us her womanly point of view.  So everyone please go there and “digitally” inform her wondrous, and red-pill alpha husband to return the favor on our behalf!  ALL OF US; because she deserves it!

Now that is how a barbaric bastard such as myself says thank you for a concept to shamelessly steal for my own patriarchally oppressive purposes.

Now her idea is incredible because this is really what a lot of women want.  Why do we think these PUAs are so successful?  Or why is it a man with one woman can seem alpha, but not loose his morals like a tsunami of awesome alpha destruction on womankind as a whole as this Bastard has graced women everywhere with?

To utilize this effectively; I will use a conversation I had a couple of months back.  At the condominiums I was living in; there was this tall attractive woman working at the office.  Also this fairly natural alpha/somewhat beta flailing to pick up a married man’s chick talking to him because she worked there and had no where else to go.

I had seen her all the time, and since I am married and avoid those kinds of scenarios, would just say hello. I refrain from married woman; I think its a terrible, and unmanly thing to do anyways!  You only pick up another man’s woman because you fear not having your own.The destruction you bring on him, and his kids receives no justification.  There was a reason people used stones for that sort of thing.

Anywho; this potential red-pill alpha material was failing badly, like a piece of driftwood caught on a buoy in a storm.  It was pathetic to watch; he was asking her questions that were weak. Hoping, praying she would unlock the mysteries of the great deep of her womanly bosom knowledge of attraction secrets in his general direction.  In other words, he went from being interesting to utter bore in no time flat.   Like a WW2 sailor in a hurry to a brothel in Singapore; he seemed in a rush to throw his life away.

I remember a first rule from my ancient days of Pick Up Artistry; and that is never ask a woman what she wants in a man. Ask a man who is successful with “SINGLE” women how to attract them.

So, like a meteor passing in the dark of space; I naturally used my manosphere alpha ways to “bump” him in the right direction.  I let him in on how to talk like I do; unabashed with no shame in my game.

Right in front of her, I called him out as his ways were bluntly wrong; and he countered with the question “Well, prove it!”

I said “I don’t care if you just met her; later on, when the time is right you have to know what to do!”

“What man?!”

“You have to spank her.”

Everyone in the room just dropped their jaws.

I held my frame, and made no effort or sign of apology as people just looked at me in disbelief.

The object of his affection looked at me and asked “What do you mean?”

I replied “You have to spank it, and you need to bend her over gently in a way where she feels safe but controlled; and rub the fat of her ass soothingly and spank it in a firm, controlled manner.  When she peers around at you with eyes demanding to know ‘Who in the hell do you think you are?’ you gently, but firmly, grab her hair and thrust her face right where you want it and  let her nature take over.  You then spank her gently, yet firmly in a way that lets her know you mean business!”

I continued with “You maintain your composure, don’t you dare let it go; and continue until she is begging you to raw dog her like Captain Kirk “First star on the left and straight on till morning!”"

He possessed a look of utter disbelief like this woman was going to call the cops.

She looked at me, never once looking at him and said unflinchingly:”I agree with that.”

His demeanor towards me changed from utter disbelief and mocking, to astonishment like an religious nut just met a prophet.

He feverishly started asking me more questions; and I just stopped him and said “Look, you take her by the arm, and drag her to a place OF YOUR CHOOSING; and bend her over, take her pants down and smack that ass like a leader who has a pair.  Until it is good and wet.  This is to let her know who is in control!”

I followed with “If she wanted a woman; she would go shopping with her girlfriends.”  If you want to be the wallet with shopping bag hook attached then say so.

He responded with “WOW; this has been a very enlightening conversation!” At which point I gave him several websites from Roosh to CH and Rollo; followed by several MRA websites for good measure so he could see not to make the mistakes I have.

Like a planet killer asteroid on a collision course with planet success; he immediately left our company to his apartment; and ol’girl asked if she could “walk me back to mine.”  Like I said, I don’t mess with married woman no matter how attractive!  She stayed wet and fuming at work; and I went to work not thinking about it.

I know I possess a power that the younger version of me would have loved to possess; let alone know how to wield.

The Power of “The Spank!”

That power boys, one borne of the culmination of many in unison, is the Power of the Spank to a woman!  She craves it, needs it; needs to know and feel that she has a man. One who not only stands up to her, but occasionally puts her in her place while not losing his temper.  A rock to withstand the tempests of life she can ill aford to face alone.  It is the primal instinct that notices in her inner most animal brain which so inculcated by experience of pretenders saying the alpha has merely left the building. Your actions will physically, without uselessly split words, inform her that the alpha has arrived!

Like an Admiral to a lowly Captain; you have come aboard her vessel, and have “assumed command.”

Helmsman!  Steer that ship in the right direction damn you!

Imagine it from a woman’s perspective?

You can have money, good looks, charm, wealth, an enormous dick; and though it might last a while it still won’t completely hold up your woman from cheating.  In fact, I would argue that nothing will!  However, there are several factors that can help; but I will cover those in another article next week or so?

What will let her know, and it is one of the keys to helping your “beloved” not fall astray, is that you are “The Man.”

It is irrelevant what your body type is, bank account, looks, or whatever individually; but the complete portfolio you bring coupled with the inner power of confidence to let her know whose boss!  Like the cold, shrill shiver up her spine of hearing James Earl Jones’ voice, with the look of Darth Vader’s Sith grip choking the crap out of her nonsense.  All without losing your temper, or making her fear for her safety.

Woman succumbed to feminist BS because men let those whores steal the reigns of leadership; our forefathers failed us.  They took down the most terrible evil perpetuated against the world; and secured a time of economic prosperity the world had never seen from 1944 to 1973.  What did they do with it?  Came back home and let their foolish wives and daughters take over and spin idly.  Their daughters became history’s most thieving, child murdering, home wrecking thunder whores the feminists!  I ain’t gonna lie!  Our greatest generation bore us the worst, the baby boomers.

So the moral of this story is that women who are out of control will ruin everything.  Letting yours disrespect you, rule over you, and generally just be nasty to you is unacceptable outside of you cheating, or being an unnecessarily extreme jerk.  The Spank even calms a feminist.

The Spank lets her know that she is in the presence of a real alpha.  It is not a physical manifestation per se; but maybe the physical appearance backed up by one night or a life time of accumulated experiences where you almost always exhibit the ability to assert your dominance and not seem like a weak A-hole.

It is the cat-nip of her pussy cat.

Women are emotional, maybe too much so.

So, like a child, a lazy worker, or an obstinate idiot; your woman, or most any woman, craves a man who she knows can handle her crap in a fashion that shows you handle your business.  In the bedroom, your business is not to talk her into an orgasm, or at least being wet.  It is “to make her” feel wet, and preferably climax.  Seeming like a beta douche is the surest fire way to guarantee a woman will not climax with you; ever.

You feminists reading this; this one is for you. You can’t cunts have successfully spent the better parts of six decades proving this point; and I hope this article really pisses you off!  In order to have free cash and prizes whenever you felt like it; you hollowed out your men to secure a false future.  I guess it is better to live with metrosexuals who don’t attract you; then have to learn how to be a real woman who handles her business?

I know, you’re weak like that; hear you whimper!

As our movement grows; we will do well to cultivate an environment where men and women can freely ask questions without fear of breaching feminist’s prescribed memo points.  Thus, I am forced to give kudos to a woman, SSM for calling out a woman in a leadership role she never belonged in and telling her like it is.  Also, showing in Godly compassion that she needs to be obedient to the husband who took her lame crap off the street and poverty and give him the respect he deserves.  This way she can feel secure and know that both of them are better off having practiced the lesson!

Professor Bastardo signing off.