Men who lure…

There is a class of men whose mode of reliance upon which to engage females can best be described as “luring.”

For Arturo Martinez, a registered sex offender from Hesperia, California, the reason is self-apparent.

 

Scalp hardware apparently is permanent, or at least too much trouble to remove prior to booking…

 

A registered sex offender was arrested in Hesperia on suspicion of trying to lure women, including a minor, to his home under false pretenses.

Around 1:17 p.m. Thursday, San Bernardino County sheriff’s deputies from Hesperia contacted Arturo Martinez at his home located in the 7600 block of Corona Avenue.

Deputies arrived at his home after receiving numerous complaints from women, including a 17-year-old girl, who said he tried to lure her to his home.

Authorities said Martinez would solicit women through social media and website services using a fake name and disguised his voice by making it sound like a woman’s. He also solicited women through babysitting, cleaning, taxi, real estate and delivery services, authorities said.

 

Amazingly, Martinez chose not to rely on his boyish good looks and Christian demeanor to meet women.

Men like this must “lure.”

But luring is not the default method for dangerous and deadly men only;  the harmless, hapless nerds and incels resort to a mundane sort of “emotional luring” in order to hook unwilling women.  Luring is disingenuous coupling of any sort, but I suppose it can be argued that the entire mating dance and ritual, for both men and women, is built on a foundation of luring.

For some of us, due to innate physical and social disqualifications, the “lure” is more egregious and obvious, bordering on the caricature.

 

Another obese anti-Trump attention whore gets her 15:00 (and a nice visit from the SS).

The stereotypes write themselves. Don’t accuse me of bigotry when Candace Castillo does a bang-up job of perpetuating them all on her own.

I’m only pointing out the obvious in all my blogging splendor.

And the “obvious” are bountiful in the case of a law enforcement visit to her door:  Obese drama queen with a proportionately over-sized sense of self-importance who cloaks her horridness in cosmetics and pose.

You know it, I know it. We have endured it over and over…

 

Upwards, at an angle, tons of petrolcoloring, voila!

 

People like Candace Castillo write their own rules, their own laws, their own codebook.  In this self-encapsulated world of mental masturbation, they are unable to comprehend rudimentary standards of objective reality.

 

Drama Queen clean up on aisle 5…

 

For instance, try this one, Ms. Castillo:  the right to free speech does not protect threats on the President’s life (however thinly-veiled you may argue they are).  One woman’s petty is another man’s threat and threats can’t always be ushered away with food and cosmetics.

But I’m sure such talk breezes quickly through your ears.

 

 

 

Limey thievery is funny but why should we know or care?

Jolly good Siren Fella on Boxing Day.

 

 

By now, I believe the only question becomes how much alcohol was involved in this shenanigan. The fact that this fucker took such obvious delight in his actions makes it all the more appealing.

Any simple theft of police cruiser light bars would be ho-hum amusement; this is a novel layer of criminal frivolity. The MSM steps in and humors the act which essentially means it will be fed to the MSSociasphere.

I think it’s stupid retarded shit, quite honestly, but not the kind of thing I wouldn’t have been beyond back in the day.  But the difference is, back in my day, no one knew about it.

That was the key difference.

Me and my knuckle-headed friends, that was it.  We only knew.   Not the entire globaltwitterzuckesphere. Our foolishness was a club, it was private, and as such, it was not noteworthy or boastworthy.

We did it for ourselves, and no one else.  Now, you don’t know.

Are we doing it “only” for ourselves or is our entire jocular life one big live performance gig for the menacing cameras of social media?

Don’t know, can’t tell, who fucking cares.

But this new meme-worthy act of petulance in England should be accompanied by this old video of some Asian tarts with a penchant for wailing.

They should be paired up in some twisted entanglement of indifferent intersectionality.

Who needs flying pyramids when you have Ghana’s LARGE APC??

By all accounts, the population of the African continent is exploding.  The pace of its growth is alarming.

 

The continent of Africa, however, is not following this pattern. Now home to 1.2 billion (up from just 477 million in 1980), Africa is projected by the United Nations Population Division to see a slight acceleration of annual population growth in the immediate future.