Everything is a shit test if you are uncalibrated.

• She: Oh, what a cute puppy, she has

• He: I promise I didnt look at her tits (explaining)

As we can see in this obvious example, it wasn't shit test. Guy created that out of the thin air, like himself.

The Failure will get passed to longterm storage and her brain will look for more fails...

Hence passing obvious shit test is one thing, passing THSS (test him super simple) is another. Nothing will work better than believing in yourself aka have frame aka own your shit...

Now amused mastery, being not serious.

When you take a piss out of ''everything'' and doing it you keep the straight face, be it for seconds or even weeks, helps to pass shit tests (proper or accidental). She will not know are you joking or you failed THSS, hence plausible deniability saves your ass. More so, failed THSS can help you build frame:

Month later:

• She: Oh, what a cute puppy, she has

• He: I promise I didnt look at her ass

• S: why would you say that? Or some proper shit test

• H: huh? month ago I didnt look at the tits, now i didnt look at her ass in a month I will not look at the pussy - grinning

Long term memory erased (if done correctly).

1. Please mind my exp is less with the western sluts, so don't try to showe it down the throat of one. Use your cock.

2. Benefits grow the longer you apply

Summing up. Sometimes it will not matter if you fail ST or THSS. It wont apply to ONS.

@universitythrowaway @MrSupreme

@Osiris

Good post. And i agree.

However, nobody claimed that physique was an indicator of knowledge.

So let me ask you a question - why do, "citizens call for builders to speak, and when it discusses the construction of ships they call for shipwrights"? Because each of these craftsmen has demonstrated his knowledge in the construction of ships and buildings. Now, unlike an Athenian Assembly, here at TRP we lack the ability to verify credentials. We do not know if the "shipwright" who speaks to us, has actually built a ship or the "builder" has built a building. The only way to determine that is to test them. How do we test them? Well, that depends on the topic. If @mentorpheus or @jamesskepp speaks about theredpill, how do we know whether to trust their word? We ask them to demonstrate that they have "built a ship". And how do we do that? We either ask them to post the quality of the women they obtain or to post physique, both of which fall in line with the goals of the Assembly (TRP).

Now, if we are allowed to test them, so they are allowed to test us. When someone challenges you, they are testing whether you are a "shipwright" or "builder". How do we respond? Well that depends on the topic. Is it an intellectual debate, then we write a polemic. Is it a challenge to your masculinity, then you post physique - for there is no other way to confirm the truth of your word and your conviction on such a medium as the internet.

"Poast physique" is not used as an "invalidation through physicality", but as a response to the challenge, "are you a shipwright and builder and should we listen to your word?"

I remember when I first stumbled upon the red pill. I was elated. Finally I could understand the why of things instead of just knowing the how. No more having to Google answers or ask my dad for advice, no more watching "how to pick up girls!"

As the years went on, I was so focused on my own life that when I looked back to show my dad my progress, he had withered into nothing. I remember holding him in my arms and feeling his bones.

One phrase, loud and clear, ran through my mind.

he's dying.

And I was shook, my friends. It was my voice in my head that I was hearing, but at the same time it *wasn't, if that makes sense.

So instead of getting laid like a warlord, I turned all my focus unto one thing:

Saving my dad's life.

For years, I crawled through hell, wiping his ass. Watching him die. Looking at the people around me who refused to lift a finger. The lies. The abuse. The contempt. The system trying everything to have me return to the fold as a "productive member of society."

I realized early, but slowly, that its not enough for a man to pass a woman's shit test. He must also pass a man's shit test. He must pass his boss's shit test. He must be able to pass his town's shit test. He must be able to pass his country's shit tests. He must be able to pass the world's shit tests.

After all, the markings of a beta is a man who cannot say no even if he wants to, at any time, for any reason. Right?

So when the doctors told me to let my died die. I said no.

When my bosses told me to put him in a home so I could work.

When my fiancée told me to pick her over him. I said no.

When the administrators told me to take my dad home because his covered days ean out in the hospital. I said no.

It is no secrets. My dad died. He died at home, but make no mistake, he was murdered. He was murdered by this corrupt system. He was murdered by nameless and faceless politicians and businessmen setting policies and regulations. He was murdered by a system that had only one goal in mind, extracting my value to its own maximum benefit while giving me crumbs in return.

When my dad died, I had also saved his life.

I vowed to live a life that he could be proud of. I vowed to live a life as a free man. Free from tyranny. Free from slavery. Free from fear.

I bought a trailer. I live in the country. I work one day a week. I do not pay taxes. I ride a beat up old truck to the gym. Every day I wake up without an alarm and look out over the river with a cup of coffee before heading off to jiu-jitsu. Every night I sleep in my bed after a nice meal of smoked salmon.

Today, I watched as these politicians fought and cheated over the years for a presidency.

For what reason were they fighting? They were fighting over the authority to tell people like me what to do.

You know what i say?

I will keep drinking my coffee every morning

I will keep going to the gym.

I will keep living my life, care free.

I do not care who says they have power over me. Because I only want to die once.

A coward dies a thousand deaths.

I'm not going to live in fear.

Pass every tax you want, I will not pay it.

Pass every law you want, i will not follow it.

Pass every, rule, regulation, permit, license, etc that you want, i will not recognize it unless it suits my needs and my wants.

If men with guns come to me, telling me that I must pay this or do that, i will tell them one thing: No.

I have a feeling that I will not be alone.

No taxation without representation. If my government does not represent me, then I will not call it my government, nor will I pay for it.

So the endgame now is this, for all you people wondering what should we do now??? do whatever you want, live your life, and move towards a life where everything you hold dear can be carried in your own two hands. Make it so the only thing you need in your life is the person you see in the mirror.

Make it so when someone comes up and tells you to do something you don't want to do, you can tell them no.

My dad taught me a lesson: a man with good health is a man who's free.

I dont know about you guys. But I wasn't put on this earth to grease the wheels of someone's machine with my blood and sweat.

I wasn't put on this earth to get fucked by some fat old white fuck telling me my life is only worth $12 an hour.

I wasn't put on this earth to make some other child molesting piece of shit a rich man while I do an ignoble death in some nursing home.

My dad didn't go through hell, being hooked up to machines, so that his son could be some useful idiot drone to some mega corporation. My dad didn't eat through a tube in his stomach so that I could be a fat beta for some woman. My dad didn't go through years of dialysis just for me to waste my life. My dad didn't push through the hell of having his own son wipe his ass just so i could die at 76 in some nursing home, all alone.

What im trying to say is, that the people who stole this election have done us a huge favor.

They have given us the ultimate blessing

That blessing is the truth. The truth is they are not our representatives. They are our jailers. And now we can see them for what they really are and stop pretending that they are something else.

I'm trying to bring someone over here. In general the PCR test rules are faggot as fuck. It seems to take at least 48 hours to get the PCR test and then countries are saying the test must be within 72 hours. Troll fuckers. One friend with enough cash to buy himself out of any airport issues with more plane tickets to anywhere is going to try. This is some super faggot troll shit. Actually he was bitching at me some weeks ago when he discovered this. Now I hit this myself.

Let's not forget also that the creator of the PCR test said that they should never be used for medical verification in this way. He also was strongly opposed to Fauci and ended up dead from pneumonia. Also don't forget that these PCR tests are toxic and shouldn't be regularly applied to people.

There are plenty of reasons to hate the bureaucrats and globalists.

REPORT: 44% Of Women Still Failing Army’s New Fitness Test | The Daily Caller

Nearly half of female soldiers have failed the Army Combat Fitness Test (ACFT), while only a tiny fraction of their male counterparts fell short of the military standards, a Monday report shows.

The Internal Army figures from April indicate that 44% of women failed the ACFT since its introduction in October 2020, Military.com reported. Conversely, only 7% of male soldiers have not passed the test.

The reported United States Army Forces Command’s (FORSCOM) data also includes 106,000 ACFT results taken since the start of 2021.

The ACFT consists of six events, with the two-mile run proving the most challenging for both male and female soldiers. 5% of males and 22% of females fail the event, the report says. (RELATED: ‘True Equality Comes From Real Achievement’: Female Army Ranger Says Lowering Standards For Military Women Is A Mistake)

#2021 #Dailycaller #ShakhzodYuldoshboev #US #America #Army #Military #Women #Female #Fitness #Test

@Zavss I grew to resent being sometimes seen as a chad by women. When I was perfectly balanced they would flock to me, and then if I weakened they would hate me. Perhaps it's because when you're busy being a math head programmer that your more likely to get hit on by hot borderline chicks than more normal women who can be hard to notice in the background. Since my studies and profession are exceedingly heady it would cause me to fall out of physical balance. Sometimes crunch time would come up and it's difficult to look amazing after days of that. That was perhaps my first self-experienced red pill (not merely someone else's story and wisdom). I was able to see how at least some women can be when you are looking like a stud and then when you are worn down. It exposed their real viewpoint.

For going on a decade now I won't even date a chick if she can't pass a weakness or beta test. It's absolutely exhausting to always be ultra strong in the big bad world as well as inside supposedly safe quarters.

On tests though, it's best if they aren't artificially manufactured but rather just arrive from the stresses of real life. This means that it is good to be living a real life and not one that has been sanitized, commoditized, or in the language of strategy games "solved". Otherwise it's just the male equivalent of being a nasty bitchy woman to men just to test them to see who can take it. Fine, it's a test but from the higher value man's perspective it just isn't a test that is worth passing because someone who is that well practiced in creating fake drama can't easily turn it off. So that means a rough time with that person. For men, it's not a good idea to fake being weak unless it's for that good old way of faking a tricky woman into leaving on what she thinks is her own terms.

About being weak, say that you're a knight wearing heavy armor to make you stronger. You'll want someone to help you remove that armor with a safe place so that you can be weaker and more comfortable. If the woman were to fetishize the armor that you were wearing as the source of your virility then she would no longer be attracted to you after it was removed. So the solution there is to learn to fuck in heavy plate armor or to get different kinds of women into the sack. A lot of the dating scene is the former, but for a while now I've preferred sluts who simply wanted the dick and not all of the weird stuff. That just leaves more chicks out there who want to be choked the first time having sex for all of the dudes who want to emulate battlefield morality in a sterile world.

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Just dug this up

The Opportunity Pass

Lithuania introduced a Covid Pass for domestic use at the end of May, 2021. It's called the "Opportunity Pass" (Galimybiu pasas in our language). It's for all citizens and foreign residents aged 16 and over.

The Opportunity Pass allows you the opportunity to participate in society. Without it, you don't have opportunity: your rights are restricted.

You can get the Opportunity Pass in 3 ways:

• If you've been vaccinated (approved vaccines: Pfizer, Moderna, AstraZeneca, J&J).

• A negative PCR test. Valid for 48 hours after the sample is collected.

• Proof of having had Covid in the last 7 months. You must have had a positive PCR or antigen test result confirmed at the time by your family doctor and entered into your official medical records.

In the middle of August, our country added a fourth way to get the Opportunity Pass: "a sufficient level of antibodies" based on serological immunoassay for COVID-19 IgG antibodies or total antibodies test. Valid for 60 days after a test.

The Opportunity Pass is linked to your medical records in the national health system, all of which is organized under your national ID number.

The government app has an illustration showing the fun you'll have participating in the opportunities of society if you have the Opportunity Pass: