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Your Weekly Dose Of All Things Jiu-Jitsu

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Rate this guy’s takedown abilities 1-10

 

Awesome sweep and armbar 

 

Kimura attempt to triangle 

 

Double under trap defense 

 

Single Leg Counter Into Cross Ashi Garami

 

Andre Galvao toys with a fake Jiu Jitsu black belt

 

It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog…Mackenzie Dern vs Gabi Garcia 

 

Nice triangle setup in an mma fight

 

Strike like a snake

 

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The Daily Man-Up

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10 years ago I was deeply depressed and afraid of life, today I’m halfway through a 2,189 mile hike through the Appalachian Mountains.

I’m hiking solo and started in Georgia a little over three months ago. I’ve been reflecting over the last decade and the unexpected changes which the time has brought forth.

Ten years ago I was 19 years old and in my second year of college. That year I’d transferred from Missouri State to Mizzou in Columbia, MO. I had joined the Navy ROTC with big dreams of becoming a Navy officer and envisioned a bright future at Mizzou.

Very quickly I was overwhelmed. The stress of waking up at 5am for PT combined with the stress of my computer science classes quickly brought on depression. Which I now realize I went through cyclically during my teenage years through my late twenties.

That year I dropped out of ROTC, dropped out of my computer science classes, and changed my major to accounting. I spent all of my time locked in my dorm room playing World of Warcraft(the first expansion, the burning crusade had just come out).

I made zero friends. Did nothing social. I was deeply depressed and had very little hope for the future. I’d just failed at basically everything I set out to do and I knew I was only digging a deeper hole by escaping into WoW.

I had a vision for what I wanted my life to be. I wanted to be fit. I wanted to be successful and happy. I wanted to be rid of this crippling depression and social anxiety. At 19 all of this seemed unattainable.

But something deep down wouldn’t let me quit. The intention to improve was there. The episodes of depression would eventually abate. Each time I tried again. I reached for my dreams anew.

And I failed many more times than I succeeded. I lapsed into depression year after year with each major failure. Seemingly losing every inch of ground I had gained. But each time I would rise up faster. Come back stronger. More determined. With a better understanding of how to take care of myself.

With the perspective of a decade passed I can see now that every “negative” experience and every “failure” was actually an integral block in the foundation of the person that I am today.

My early failures lead directly to my later successes. I dropped out of ROTC after only 7 weeks but I have since successfully completed a six year contract as a US Army Infantryman and an NCO. I failed at computer science and hated my accounting jobs but now I have a successful online business that affords me the time to hike the AT.

It seems to me that fear is the enemy of life. You cannot live if you are consumed by fear. 10 years ago I was so full of fear. I was afraid of failure. Afraid of pain. I was afraid to even leave my room.

Now I’m hiking through 2,189 miles of wilderness solo. Doing things that would have been inconceivable to my younger self

With each step I take through the wild I am less fearful. I’ve hiked through thunderstorms that blew trees down around me. I’ve hiked past 300lb black bears and skirted angry rattlesnakes.

This Appalachian Trail hike feels like a capstone course on a journey I started a decade ago. A journey to find myself. To face my demons. To conquer my fears.

As I step off into the unknown I am certain that our lives are our own. That we are not victims of circumstance. That the story of our life is ours to write. That we are infinitely powerful beings. But only if we so choose.

Only if we take on the mantle of responsibility.

Only if we have the courage to stride forth into the unknown.

Only if we can discard our clinging for security and comfort.

Only then will we find abundant life.

So I finish with this for all those who are lost, hurt, and alone: As long as you draw breath you have the power to change your life. You are more powerful than you could dream. You have everything within you to become the person that you’ve always wanted to be. Face your fears. Get uncomfortable. Embrace pain and failure.

Your life is waiting. Go and claim it.

– Thehealthygamer

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Piers Morgan’s Open Letter To Morbidly Obese Model Tess Holliday

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Dear Tess,

We don’t know each other.

In fact, until several weeks ago, I had never heard of you.

Then you appeared as the cover star of Cosmopolitan magazine, wearing a green swimsuit and blowing a kiss under the headline: ‘A SUPERMODEL ROARS! TESS HOLLIDAY WANTS THE HATERS TO KISS HER ASS.’

It was a very striking, newsworthy cover because you are 5ft 3in and weigh over 300lbs.

As such, you are someone suffering from morbid obesity.

That’s not me being a ‘fat-shaming douchebag’, as your legion of fans will doubtless immediately scream.

That’s just a fact.

The medical establishment gives that definition to anyone who is more than 100lbs overweight or has a BMI (Body Mass Index – the ratio of an individual’s height to his or her weight) of 40 or more.

That’s YOU.

Morbid obesity, as its name suggests, is a very serious health condition.

Those who are diagnosed with it are at greater risk for illnesses including diabetes, high blood pressure, gallstones, osteoarthritis, heart disease and cancer.

In other words, it can kill you.

Yet Cosmopolitan sat you in a throne and declared you’re ‘a role model for others who’ve been excluded this way’, you’re ‘downright honest’ and you’re ‘everything the fashion industry needs right now’ because you ‘don’t conform to the narrow standard of beauty that’s been set by society.’

What a load of absolute nonsense.

As with size zero models, your body image is one that people – not least yourself – should be deterred from celebrating because it’s unhealthy.

In the accompanying interview, you explained why you started your online #effyourbeautystandards campaign:

‘I created it out of frustration. I was angry and sad that people kept commenting on my pictures saying, “You’re too fat to wear that!” or “Cover up!” And then one night, I was lying in bed and thought, “F*ck that! So I posted an image with four photographs of myself wearing things that fat women are often told we ‘can’t wear’ and encouraged others to do the same.’

I can understand the desire to do that.

But then you said: ‘I’m at the heaviest I’ve ever been in my life now and it took me being the heaviest to finally love myself.’

Check out the rest of the letter at Daily Mail

Would you hit this???

 

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How Does One Get Addicted To Crack Cocaine?

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I’m going to tell you how this will go down.

Usual harm reduction practices dictate that one start low and go with the flow. This is not true for crack. You don’t want to get an underwhelming hit. That’s just waste of crack and that shit is expensive you know?

You want to try three mathchhead sized rocks. Remember to pulverize them and load. Hold the hit in for at min 30 – max 45 seconds. After 45 you wont got higher, just get a buzz from asphyxiation.

If you are pro, you will get 8 hours of euphoria out of a gram. But I will tell you how much you will smoke.

You will smoke it all. You will then check your bag for any overseen little crack pebble left behind. Then you will go on your knees on your carpet with a flashlight to look for anything you may or may not have dropped. You will look for leftovers for an hour or so, refusing to accept that there isn’t anymore. Here comes the panic phase. You will cry internally or externally. Maybe both. You will be the saddest you’ve ever been, that the crack-coaster came to a stop. You we’re just getting warmed up, you feel?

You will then call the plug to get another pizza with everything. After you eaten that pizza, you will order another one with extra everything for your new never-satisfied appetite. You are becoming a pizza enthusiast. You will spend all your cash. You will then spend everything on your primary account. Then your saving account. The pension account. You will max the overdraw on all of the cards. While you still got good credit, you may consider taking the biggest loan you can, in order to keep the euphoria going. When that tit is milked, you may want to pawn your xBox. Your Vinyl collection is worth a lot more if you sell it on Discogs one at a time, but you don’t have that time. Pawn all of them too. Continue doing this with your personal belongings until you only own a mattress and a night stand for your ye-yo paraphernalia.

Now you have nothing and want to keep the adventure going, it’s time to drain your nearest. Call your dad and tell him that things are rough. The bill (whatever bill) needs to be payed. The car fixed and you want to propose to your girlfriend, because now is the right time, and rings are expensive. Express your sincerest gratitude. Thanks dad, you are the best. Tell him you don’t want to make mom worried, so if it could be your little secret, it would be the best for the family. When the base your dad sponsored is out, go call your mom. Give her the same speech and tell her that you don’t want to make dad worried. You are now getting good at the creative side of crack addiction.

Now let’s see how much your best friends trust your crack-smoking ass. Go get coffee with them, because you really have something you need to ask him. Get him the caffeine, sit down and then start singing the blues. Tell him about your medical condition. You want to evoke sympathy. If you are good friends, getting a good amount of crack-cash should not be too hard. You haven’t told anyone about your medical problems and per extension the medical bill. This will also be your secret and tell him that you are blessed, having such a good, good friend. Now go melt dat ye-yo. You will have top-tier euphoria for weeks. Do this with all the close friends and you are now ready for fucking over secondary acquaintances.

You know that rich-kid from high-school, that were so fucking flat, uninteresting and underwhelming as a person, he resorted to buying/bribing his “friends” for company? He’s your new BFF. You are now into the this game, beyond the point of no return. You will know how to fuck him over yourself by now. After you are done with him it’s time to be creative. Here comes my favourite way to feed your bazooka-habbit.

Some people go other their boundaries, when they get desperate enough. You may have heard of the term “crack-whore”? Well, you will never have to live with that stigma. Listen here: You are a good looking boy right and there are a lot of lonely old and sexually frustrated men out there. You will pose a a rent-boy out there. Your creativity decides how much you will make. Brand yourself as a luxury escort. When you catch a perv, you will get him to come to your “place”. Throw him a dud-address. An hour before your midnight affair, pop a Xanan, Rivo or some other effective anti-anxiolytica. You will have no problems with inhibition. Greet him, lure him to a safe place and fucking mug the thirsty prick. He won’t go to the police. He will be way too ashamed. Trust me. It’s what I like to call a cunning stunt and can be repeated infinitely and you will feel morally justified for doing it. Go get them.

Sorry for going on about this, the amp is clearly working. My point is that; if you start doing crack and like it; you won’t stop before you are either bankrupt or dead. You are going to lose everything in the hunt of that overwhelming yet short acting euphoria nuke.

Experience? I almost ruined my life in two months doing freebase all day every day. Spending around 10.000 dollars on Cocaine and converting it to freebase with ammonia on a fucking spoon. Good times, but not worth it. It’s close, but not worth it. It’s really that good.

If you got this far down this damn textwall. Go look up the Crack Megathread on BL. It’s a comprehensive guide to getting the most out of your Crack. The OP describes the mythical BELLRINGER. A hit, close like an overdose, that will leave you paralyzed with euphoria for a good 45 minutes, compared to the usual 10-15 minute euphoria you get from a “regular” hit. He also goes on to describe how he is of a lonely breed: The functional crack addict and how he maintains. It’s highly controversial, even for BL. It’s worth a read.

Good luck. If you need more guidance on how to ruin your life, message me.

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The Dumping Grounds

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Rare footage documenting victim deteriorating from human rabies

 

Tiny Japanese women shooting a Barret 50 cal

 

You’re Doing it Wrong… The REAL Double Wrench Method Of Breaing A Lock

 

Advice from a Veteran Cop to Rookies

 

How a $300,000 Speaker is Made

 

Hilarious commentary on a dude playing Mike Tyson’s Punchout

 

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Linkage

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Fine As Fuck Fit Girls – Leenks

How To Fully Commit To Goals That Terrify You – Benjamin Hardy

The OXO Swivel Vegetable Peeler, one of the great icons of 20th-century industrial design – Amazon

Screaming 88 year old granny gets beat up by drunk man and saved by bystander – Live Leak

Clay Matthews called for questionable penalty, again – AOL 

DNA from seized elephant ivory unmasks 3 big trafficking cartels in Africa – Science News

A Simple and Powerful Technique for Better Listening – Psychology Today

Awesome style guide to have you looking handsome and dapper – Man Of Many

The Bad American Habits I Kicked in Finland – The Atlantic

A damn fine collection of bewbs and awesomeness – Leenks

How ClassPass and Mindbody Are Killing the Big-Box Gym – The Ringer

Always ask these 8 questions in a job interview – Fast Co

Why fashion brands destroy billions’ worth of their own merchandise every year – VOX

This bug killing shotgun is the ultimate pest killer – Amazon

A look inside Ticketmaster’s price-hiking bag of tricks – CBC

Football, My Dad’s Dementia, and Me – GQ

The 5 types of mentors you need in your life – Ideas

8 Essential Things You Should Carry In Your Car In Case Of An Emergency – Awesome Galore

Founder of anti-Putin feminist group Femen found dead in Paris apartment – The Hill

Click If You Dare: 100 Favorite Horror Stories – NPR

Meet the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Model Dating Billionaire Twitter Boss Jack Dorsey – Instagram

These Are the Economies With the Most (and Least) Efficient Health Care – Bloomberg

‘We will get regular body upgrades’: what will humans look like in 100 years? – The Guardian

Emily Ratajkowski Is Topless in a Jungle – The Blemish

I tried a service that promises to fix your hangover with an IV drip — here’s what it was like – Business Insider

‘Narcan parties:’ Drug users overdosing to be brought back to life – Boston

Everything you need to know about Bill Cosby’s sentencing – ABC

Jennifer Lopez Bikini of the Day – Drunken Stepfather

‘Edging’ is the Trendy Sex Technique You Need to Know About – Maxim

Win The Small To Conquer The Big: A Life Strategy – Financial Samurai

Is This The Future of Men’s Fashion? – Sad And Useless

Patrick Mahomes has a photographic memory – Sports Gossip

Slow Motion Bikini Jump! – BB BLog

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Beautiful Redheads

A Few Glorious Videos For Your Consideration

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We don’t even need a translator to know what’s goin on here

 

I’ll take two of whatever this guy is having!

 

Stay focused

 

Go to your room

 

Make Butts Real Again

 

Choke Slam Takedown!

 

School lockdown door lock (Night Lock)

 

How to sack a quarterback in the NFL

 

Swole AF

 

Gravity switch lamp

 

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The Daily Man-Up: The 9 Principles That Retrained My Internet-Addicted Brain

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smartphone addiciton retraining

(photo: @jens_johnsson)

Maybe you’ve had the experience recently of sitting down and trying to read a book, and finding your mind start to… wander. Maybe you’re having trouble focusing at work or school, sitting through movies, or even TV shows. There’s a little itch there. “This is cool, I guess… but what’s happening on the internet?”

Or maybe you’re just more anxious these days. Depressed. Cynical. In a “The World Is Shit” rut. You’re thinking about all those IDIOTS out there who are ruining the planet for the rest of us. The Nazi/Fascist/Islamist/Patriarchy/Feminist/WhitePrivilege complex.

Here’s what’s going on: years of heavy internet use have (literally) reprogrammed your brain.

Your smartphone, your laptop your social media accounts, your streaming sites, your inbox and your favorite blogs are all working together to hijack your brain’s natural reward system. On a daily basis, you hit the brain with a barrage of chronic overstimulation that it simply isn’t adapted for. This is why it’s harder than ever to focus, to chill out, to make it through a meeting or dinner or bathroom break without stealing a glance at your phone. Your brain craves moremoreMORE.

The reprogramming of your reward system is hampering your motivation and creativity. It’s stressing you out and hurting your social life. It’s decreasing your academic or career performance. It’s turning you into a smartphone-addicted zombie. And it’s convincing you that the online virtual reality world is necessary to feel human.

The good news: it’s all programming, which means you can counter-program. This guide will show you how.

Ready? Let’s dive in…

Monkey brains pressing dopamine buttons

The reason it’s hard to have a healthy relationship with digital media is because our monkey brains see it as a low-cost way to trigger happy feelings.

Aside from fear, pleasure is the most important behavioral motivator. Pleasure is administered via the brain’s reward center, which releases feel-good neurotransmitters (such as dopamine) when we do things that have historically been linked with survival.

Here are just a few of the things that trigger dopamine:

  • Social interaction
  • Sex
  • Punishing those perceived to “have it coming”
  • Novelty and the unexpected
  • Humor
  • Information intake
  • Winning arguments/being right

Unlike in nature, when all of these things are tightly correlated with survival, the artificial reality layer of the internet can present them in rapid sequence to be consumed endlessly from behind the safety of the screen.

The internet, smartphones, your favorite blog, your inbox, your Instagram account — your monkey brain just sees these as big, shiny dopamine buttons. Press the button, get the hit. Repeat.

This wouldn’t be much of a problem, except the brain is malleable—highly malleable. Sustained exposure to stimuli programs the brain to expect and value certain things. What you expose your brain to cultivates patterns within it. With respect to the internet, the programming cultivates (among other things):

  • Mindlessness. A need to avoid the present moment and escape into the on-screen world, which is associated with safety and comfort.
  • Scattered thinking. An inability to set priorities and focus on what’s important.
  • Ego and insecurity. When more validation comes from externalities (one’s social media profile or online rep), it’s impossible to develop real self-esteem. People struggle with neurosis and self-loathing.
  • Diminished motivation. When your reward system is tuned to expect easy rewards from vicarious onscreen pleasures, why pursue difficult, messy real-world achievements?
  • Increased anxiety. Animals are meant to handle regular stress from stressors that they can react to, like predators. But stress systems are compromised, badly, by a diet of world-is-ending-and-you’re-powerless news.
  • Meanness and cynicism. People get used to indulging their inner child online, ranting and complaining, and it leaks into their real life.

The good news is that, just as you programmed your brain, you can reprogram it. You can create a healthier relationship with digital that will make it easy for you to:

  • Think clearly
  • Be more productive and creative
  • Be kinder to yourself and to others
  • Introduce more stillness and contemplation into your life
  • Reduce anxiety and cynicism

Or, more simply: You can move from a state of perpetual scatteredness to a state of calm, clear thinking.

The rest of this guide is all about how we do that.

Finding your sweet spot

Digital isn’t like cigarettes. You quit cigarettes. You don’t worry about “creating a healthy relationship” with your Marlboros.

Digital is like food. We have to eat. (I guess you don’t have to use digital, but going full Amish is neither realistic nor preferable for the majority of humanity). Within that obligation, however, is a vast spectrum. We can call it the “utility/fun” spectrum.

On one end, pure utility. The stuff that nourishes. Raw veggies, lean protein, eggs and tuna. Quinoa and lentils.

On the other end is fun. Chili fries and movie theater popcorn. Red velvet cupcakes. Dark chocolate and red wine.

What are we looking for? The sweet spot — mostly healthy, but with a few sensible indulgences. You probably can’t eat chili fries every day and maintain optimal health. You probably can enjoy a few if you’ve been eating well and working out. Certainly, a life with red wine and chocolate and a slice of birthday cake every once in a while is more fun than a life without.

Our relationship with digital is very similar. On the utility side, there’s work emails and Youtube videos about proper leaf raking techniques. On the fun side, there’s BuzzFeed quizzes and snarky Tweets and porn.

Your goal: figure out a “sweet spot” between utility and fun that allows you to lead an excellent, productive life while enjoying fun stuff online.

But this is much easier said than done. To get to the sweet spot, you’ll need to take a REALLY GOOD LOOK at your own digital habits. You’ll have to cultivate the inner honesty to recognize what is and isn’t working. And you’ll have to commit to making real change.

Sound good? Let’s jump in.

Counter-programming: 9 major principles

These are the nine major principles of counter-programming your brain. Follow these rules and you’ll dramatically increase the health of your digital habits — not to mention your overall quality of life. These have all been tested by me. They work. Put them to work for you, and watch your happiness and performance jump.

Principle 1: Be purposeful about digital.

The programming: Turn to a screen whenever you need something. Anxious? Upset? Lonely? Bored? The screen has what you need. Paw at the screen like it’s a slot machine. Trigger those hits of dopamine. Relish your superiority. It’s fine to take a spin on the hamster wheel of impulse gratification every once in a while. Where it kills you is when it becomes a way of life. When your every waking moment is filled with Instagram binges, and little tappy games, and refreshing your news apps, and texting friends, then — that’s where your dreams die.

The counter-programming: Be intentional when using your digital devices. Ask: “Why am I doing this? What am I hoping to accomplish here? What’s my goal?” Your digital devices are tools to be used purposefully, not slot machines to be slapped over and over for your amusement.

Remember the utility/fun spectrum? Intentionality is what lets you dip into “fun” without making it a way of life. When you purposefully decide to pull up Instagram or Facebook for a bit of social media doodling, it’s very different from compulsively pulling it up because you’re uncomfortable, or bored, or scared. You stay in control; you call the shots.

Cut back on your aimless browsing. Way back. Don’t treat digital like a cheap way to fill dead air with mindless clicking. This is like eating out of boredom. Use digital when you need to, and put it down when you don’t.

Reintroduce friction. Denature the “whip-out-the-phone” impulse. When you aren’t using your phone, put it away—in a bag or on a stand on a table across the room. When you aren’t using your laptop, close it and put it in a drawer. Create separation.

Oh, and… SLOW DOWN. Don’t whip out your phone like you’re going to resuscitate someone with it. Try thoughtfully stopping… opening your bag… removing your phone… mindfully using it… putting it back. It sounds silly, but these are precisely the kinds of tweaks that train your mind to be more spacious and calm.

Principle 2: Displace digital from its central role in your life.

The programming: Look at your phone. Look at your TV. Look at your computer. Answer this message. Respond to this prompt. Look here. Look here. Look here.

In the attention economy, your time and headspace are more valuable than ever — which has spawned a massive ecosystem of profit-driven companies who compete for it. Unguarded, you’ll find yourself doing their bidding — clicking, tapping and swiping as life goes by.

The counter-programming: Instead of treating life as an undifferentiated blur — an endless series of screens from which you very occasionally look up and go “Huh?”—strive to make a clean break between your (purposeful) digital time and your everything-else, real-life time.

I try to look at my phone sparingly, when I need to. I don’t use the screen to fill time, or as a safety blanket for when I’m uncomfortable. When I come home, I put it on a little stand on the table by the door.

I’ll look at my inputs (email, texts, Slack etc.) regularly, but only to make sure nothing needs my immediate attention. On my schedule, I’ll go through my inputs and zero them out. But I take pains not to flit from one thing to another like a butterfly.

And I never look at my phone when I’m out and about. I cringe when I catch myself text-walking. If I need to use my phone, I stop, take it out, use it, and then move on with my life.

Relocate digital from the center of your universe to a tertiary planet that you occasionally drop in on. Your quality of life will go up considerably.

Principle 3: Cut out junk-food content.

The programing: The high appeal of digital “junk food”:

  • Endlessly novel
  • Highly stimulating
  • Fast refresh (always something new)
  • Gleefully immature (Think fluff subReddits, Twitter, 4chan etc.)
  • Accessible everywhere, on demand

But like real junk food, too much of this completely ruins your diet. You’re conditioned to crave it more and more. You equate it with substance. As Marcus Aurelius wrote, “Your soul takes on the color of your thoughts.” Do you really want your thoughts to be like Twitter or Buzzfeed — endlessly sarcastic, relentlessly bitchy? Or do you want to think, act and behave like a human being?

The counter-programming: You are what you eat. This is as true for content as it is for food. Tier your information diet into “Never,” “Sometimes” and “Always.”

Never: The stuff that is never, ever good. Complete junk, and liable to trigger a breakdown. For example, Twitter is on my no-fly list. Twitter is like 99% complaining. Every time I go, I find myself stumbling out of a rabbit hole several hours later. Frustrated, angry, and wondering where the day went. It’s useless to me.

My Never list also includes: Virtually all news sites, blogs that are cruel/snarky/gossipy, political stuff.

Sometimes: Sensible indulgences. Use this as a reward. Did you get up early and write? Great, enjoy some Netflix in the afternoon. Are you in the middle of a productive study session? Cool, take a ten-minute Instagram break. There are no hard-and-fast rules; you know when you’ve earned some fluff.

My Sometimes list also includes: Reddit (motivational/positive subreddits ONLY), Facebook, the New York Times. Intelligently written blogs. Entrepreneurs, motivational and health content.

Always: BOOKS. Read books. Not only do books train your mind to monotask on information, they’re a decent screen for quality. Not every book is great and not every quality idea becomes a book, but writing a book is hard, and the standards are comparatively high, so ideas tend to be better thought out and researched.

Read: philosophy, self-development, history/business/biography, quality fiction. And keep a few entertaining books around, too, like fantasy/thriller shit — perfect for winding down at the end of the day with. Get a Kindle — mine changed my life. When you feel the need to look at a screen, look at your ebook of The Meditations instead of Instagram.

You’ll find there are people and blogs that are consistently good. Get on their mailing list and read their stuff when it comes out. Reward quality with attention. Don’t reward pandering.

Remember: Out of sight, out of mind. Unsubscribe from negative subreddits; use Social Fixer to block unpleasant keywords/domains from your Facebook feed. Use URL blocker to block Twitter.

Also remember: Triviality is suffocating. Does it really matter who did what at the Emmys last night? Does it matter that Twitter had THIS to say? Does it matter that some jackass in some other part of the world went online and said something stupid? If you want to think big, apply your mind to big things, over which you have some level of influence. Don’t scatter your thoughts among a million insubstantial flecks.

Principle 4: Stop multitasking.

The programming: Rapidly flick from one screen to the next. Notifications popping up to tell you about everything, all the time. Answer emails while walking to the coffee shop. Check your social media during the lecture. It all feels super-productive, but multi-tasking crushes productivity, increases frustrating, and saps your energies. A day spent multitasking is a day wasted. A life spent multitasking is fractious and ineffectual.

The counter-programming: Reacquaint yourself with the joys of deep focus on your work, and presence with your current state of mind. Continuous multi-tasking programs your brain to go shallow. To do awesome shit, we want to go deep.

Before you begin each day, have your priorities clearly in mind. Write them out if you need. Decide on what you’re going to do. Better yet, schedule time to do it — like it’s an appointment on your calendar. Make and keep this appointment with yourself.

When it comes time to work, configure your environment for actual working. Disable notifications for all but the most critical, time-sensitive things on your laptop and smartphone. Keep your phone on silent. Close unneeded tabs. Put on some chill, non-distracting music (This Youtube channel is a personal favorite ). Use a focus/break technique, such as Pomodoro intervals, to motivate yourself. And go do it.

When you’re out in the world, resist the temptation to “multitask through life.” I’m not going to say it’s beneficial (or realistic) to NEVER look at your phone, but for God’s sake, not when you’re walking around or talking to a friend. Be present with what you’re doing.

Principle 5: Replace social media with real social interactions.

The programming: A live, always-on feed of social information from friends, family, colleagues, former dormmates, someone you met at a party once… Show off your cool life and celebrate the coolness of others.

Never mind the reality — that we’re all sitting around inside looking at everyone else having fun. Never mind that even when we do “make it,” when we get the cool car or gourmet meal, we’re still posting it online, enslaved to the opinions of strangers.

The human mind is hard-wired to be social, and social media offers only a simulacra that will endlessly entice but never satisfy.

The counter-programming: Engage in frequent, extended social bonding with flesh-and-blood human beings. Sit across from them at the table. Navigate awkward silences. Talk. Explore. Share a meal.

Call up old friends or acquaintances and go to coffee to catch up. Ask strangers out. Go out to visit a friend and just BE with them. Don’t worry about documenting it for your feed.

Taper your social media use. Try to go on it less. If you’re a hardcore user, limit session time. You can use self-discipline or any number of apps  that time and reduce phone usage. If you’re a light social media user, consider going on a break or discontinuing usage. I personally maintain a Facebook and Reddit account but have shut down everything else, and it feels great. Yeah, I miss out on some stuff — but I conserve headspace for other things that I place more value on. It’s all about priorities.

Principle 6: No porn.

The programming: Indulge your hedonistic desires to your heart’s content. It’s normal, healthy and free.

Except… It’s not normal. The monkey brain wasn’t made for the world of on-demand, high-def, infinite-variety porn that can be delivered straight into the eye sockets of anybody with a working internet connection.

Porn, like compulsive gambling and spree shopping, is an extreme example of the brain’s reward system being highjacked by an exaggerated version of a naturally healthy stimulus. Just as the gambler needs to keep pulling that lever to get their dopamine fix, so do porn addicts learn to blunt themselves into docile submissiveness with their habit.

Porn usage has been clinically linked to changes in brain plasticity that mirror drug addiction. It’s tied to desensitization (a numbed response to pleasure), sensitization (powerful cravings for more), hypofrontality (weakened impulse resistance) and dysfunctional stress circuits (increased use of porn to manage stress).

It’s also worth adding that the industry exploits young women , arguments about “empowerment” notwithstanding.

The counter-programming: This one’s easy. Stop watching porn.

If the idea of giving up porn fills you with dread, then congratulations — now you know for certain that it’s a problem. There is no reason that a healthy and well-adjusted person should need to watch porn. None. Imagination was good enough for billions of our ancestors, and it will be fine for you. Better yet — focus on intimacy with your special someone, or work on meeting that special someone. Visit /r/nofap  or /r/noporn . There can be some crazy mumbo-jumbo on there, but the underlying principles/motivation are solid.

Principle 7: Screen-free mornings and evenings.

The programming: Keep your phone by your bedside. Wake up, check your inbox and Twitter and Instagram before you get up. (Associate your smartphone with safety and warmth). Look at a screen until the moment you pass out. Wake up and do it again.

The counter-programming: It is critical to have a morning and evening routine that omit screen time. The first and last hours of your day should be low activity and screen-free. Honor your body’s natural wake/sleep cycles. I can’t overemphasize how critical this is.

(There are only a few exceptions. You can look at a Kindle if you prefer to read eBooks. And if you have a really good reason to be looking at a screen — like, you’re writing a novel and your writing time is 5-7am — go for it. But cut it out with the aimless browsing.)

Mornings are a foundation, a time to wake your mind up and ease it into the day. Choose reading, journaling, quiet reflection, stretching. Gradually ramp up the activity level. I get up around 6, but don’t look at a screen before 8.
The nighttime is a time to wind down and prepare for sleep. Stop using stimulating digital (video games, social media etc.) with a couple of hours to go before bed. The last hour before bed should consist of reading and relaxation.

It goes without saying, but your phone and computer don’t belong in your bedroom. If your smartphone is your alarm clock, cool — get one on Amazon for $7. (Better yet, get the Philips wakeup clock — worth every penny IMO).

Principle 8: Align values with behavior online

The programming: Act one way in person, but let your inner child run loose online. Bully people, complain endlessly, pick fights with strangers, leave nasty comments. What’s the harm? It’s not you. “On the internet, no one knows you’re a dog.”

Oh wait, it IS you. You ARE the person you act like online.

When you complain online, your real-life experience sours. When you obsess over doom-and-gloom news stories, your worldview darkens considerably. And when you’re mean and juvenile and nasty to perfect strangers, you’ll find your thoughts becoming sharper about the real-life people that you love.

The counter-programming: You aspire (hopefully) to be a kind, generous, emotionally stable, pragmatic, thoughtful, intelligent, purposeful and motivated person. So act like it. Don’t fill the web with cruelty, snide judgements, self-deprecation and immaturity. Letting your inner child run free is dangerous business, especially in this era where online and real-life identities are thoroughly merged. Regard your public face on the web like your public face in real life.

Of course, nobody’s perfect. Hell, you could go through MY reddit/social media history and find some unsavory stuff. It’s not about being perfect, it’s about recognizing when you stray and getting back on the path.

There are no points for winning fights against anonymous strangers. Yes, they disagree with you. Yes, they’re horribly ignorant and stupid and wrong. So what? You’re not going to convince them over the internet. You’ll just give them what they really want: a reaction. So don’t do it.

BE POSITIVE. Don’t ever complain online. It’s pointless and narcissistic. Nobody cares about your complaints nearly as much as you do. Yes, I know that when you’re swelling up with righteous outrage, it feels really good to scream it to the world, but please — save it. Mom was right: say nice things or don’t say ‘em at all.

Principle 9: Cultivate real excellence.

The programming: Get the highest score, the most Likes, the celebrity re-tweet, the followers, the upvotes… Treasure them. These are signs of your value and worth.

The counter-programming: Life is short. We all die, but death isn’t the scary part. It’s the long, slow decline beforehand. Your health, hopes and dreams will probably fade before your mind and body do.

In order to meet the decline without regret, we owe it to ourselves to work on ourselves. We should aspire towards excellence. Not impossible excellence — superhuman beauty or effortless riches — but real excellence. An enjoyable, productive life filled with good experiences and good people, free of unnecessary suffering, beholden to no one. When asked if we’re happy, we should be able to say “Yes” without a moment’s hesitation.

Digital can support our path to excellence, but it can no more provide excellence than a paycheck or nice car or big house in the suburbs can. (Think of how many enraged mediocrities there are with well-paying jobs and great cars). Digital can’t make us kinder, or more mindful, or appreciate a sunset any more. It subtracts more than it adds.

Aspiring to real excellence gives you a path, the path of self-improvements. There’s a purpose, and a joy, to working on yourself — to watching your mindfulness and health and fitness and career flourish over time. It’s not fast, and it’s not easy, but it’s the real deal.

The specifics of how to get there are beyond the scope of this article, but it’s all the usual suspects. Eat well — mostly unprocessed, whole foods. Minimize drinking, sugar and processed food. Guard your sleep like a jealous lover. Work out at an appropriate intensity. Move around — lots of long walks.

The point is to do. The doing is the thing. The decline is coming. Fill it with happy memories. The rest will take care of itself.

Wrapping Up

The most important piece of this puzzle is your commitment to change. If you’ve made it this far, I think we can safely assume you’re at least part-way interested. So, congrats! Now, make it real.

If you create a healthy relationship with digital it will change your life. I know this for a fact because it changed mine. I have reached a level of relative peace and happiness in my life that I genuinely never thought possible. Certainly, it didn’t seem reachable when I was an stimulus-addicted information-overloaded smartphone monkey.

And yet, here I am. Far from perfect, far from enlightened, but in a much better state than I was in a few years ago. I hope this guide helps you like it did me. If you have questions, feedback, etc. — please let me know in the comments. I love this community and it’s my pleasure to provide this information.

Cheers!

Reposted in its entirety from Homescreen Zero , a blog about improving life with healthy digital habits. There’s a PDF available on the blog if you want this guide to go.

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A Guide to Using Nonbinary, Gender-Neutral Pronouns

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A gender neutral or gender inclusive pronoun is a pronoun which does not associate a gender with the individual who is being discussed.

Some languages, such as English, do not have a gender neutral or third gender pronoun available, and this has been criticized, since in many instances, writers, speakers, etc. use “he/his” when referring to a generic individual in the third person. Also, the dichotomy of “he and she” in English does not leave room for other gender identities, which is a source of frustration to the transgender and gender queer communities.

People who are limited by languages which do not include gender neutral pronouns have attempted to create them, in the interest of greater equality.

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Social Justice Warriors…LOL!

Confessions Of A Former Craigslist Prostitute

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Why did you get into this line of work?

I was kicked out my parents house at 18. I had no real friends at the time, so the few people who let me stay at their place while I got back on my feet usually just let me stay for a few days, then had to send me on my way again. I had to get work quickly, but I lived in a Canadian city that was hit really hard by the recession a few years ago and there was no work to be found. Someone jokingly suggested I sell my body on craigslist. I thought it was a good idea, as I was quite desperate for money and I didn’t really think hard about what I was getting into.

After a few failed posts in the dating section, I learned about the adult advertising part and in a week, made enough money to rent out a pretty decent studio apartment to work out of and live in.

Why did you parents kick you out?

So in my family my dad’s always been abusive and hard on me and it’s been hard to deal with. I was his punching bag (sometimes literally, sometimes emotionally) during my little brother’s time battling leukemia (he has since beaten it twice, and is fine now) and I was ignored a lot and really forced to grow up earlier than most of my friends. I became rebellious and turned into one of those annoying Good Charlotte/MCR fan girls and went goth. I smoked pot, did E a few times, skipped school. I was a typical teenage punk. Hell, still am. Realized I was typing that while playing with my piercings and I’m resting my laptop on plaid ripped pants.

When I started really acting out, dad got worse with me. I was hit a lot, half assed kicked out where I’d spend the nights at friends and such and they took everything away from me. I didn’t have access to a computer, they blocked my TV channels, he donated my closet away, wouldn’t let me wear make up, it was painful, but I just got worse and acted out more. I was also dealing with major bullying and social awkwardness in school. I skipped all the time. I failed almost everything. I attempted suicide three times. I’ve probably had depression since my brother’s first diagnosis at the age of 10, and I still haven’t received help for it. I will soon, I promise.

I don’t mention my mum above, because she is a saint and I love her. She is pretty much the only reason my dad didn’t outright kill me or put me in the hospital sometimes. I don’t love my dad. I don’t talk to him. He’s the reason I flinch when my boyfriend of a year raises his hand near me, and why I can’t really get close to men. I know it’s stereotypical to have daddy issues and be a whore. I’m not ashamed that I fill that stereotype though. I’ve grown from it, and I’m a better human being now.

One time I confronted him about his physical abuse and he told me I deserved it.

But anyways to answer your question, I acted out a lot and I started coping by cutting/smoking pot. Now being the cocky asshole I was I figured out how to smoke inside my room. My city has a -50 windchill like winter, and it was really useful. I had a good technique, and got away with it for like 6 months. But one time I had forgot to turn on the fan, and he was walking by my room when I blew it out of my mouth. He smelt it, there was a huge fight and I was kicked out.

What was your operation like?

So I mostly did incalls, which is when you meet the girl at her place. It’s the preferred method for married men and such. I did some outcalls, but they can be riskier as I don’t know my area and I don’t know where things are.

I did the standard things, like oral on both, sex, no anal though. It was mostly blow jobs.

I also did a few “car jobs” but that was mostly in the beginning when I didn’t have my apartment.

How did you establish your rates – and did you change them over time? If so, on what basis?

I was a low-middle range girl for rates. I would rather not post them though. You determine them by comparing them to other girls and deciding what you have compared to them, and what you don’t have.

My pluses were my youth, my looks, my body and that I am awesome at sex. My minuses were that I have piercings and tattoos. And not just cute belly button shit, I have my cheeks and nipples pierced. It’s sort of extreme, and does affect your clients. My other minus was the studio apartment. While I did well, I couldn’t really afford to rent out a secondary apartment for work and buy nice furniture for it.

I changed mine only slightly when I became more established in the community. I was a little bit more official and permanent now so I felt it was okay to raise my prices.

Would you give me a rough estimate or an exact number of clients you had?

It’s less than 100, and probably under 75. Lots of regulars. I was picky. In my grand view of my sexual exploration, I don’t really count clients. I don’t remember them that much, except for the rare fetish guys, or the few hilarious or nice ones.

I don’t really do numbers, because I don’t care. I fuck, I like it, I enjoy sex. I have had many partners in my life, I’ve had straight sex, I’ve had group sex, I’ve had lesbian sex, I’ve had sex with a MTF transexual who still had a penis, but a glorious pair of fake tits. What do I count, what don’t I count? Does it count when all we did was 69? Or does his penis need to penetrate me? Does it count when I don’t know his name? Does it really matter? No.

My boyfriend does not care for the number, and neither should you. What matters to my boyfriend is that I am clean, that I am safe, that I take care of myself. He met me when I was a prostitute. He didn’t care. He knew I was smart and safe. I have never had an unwanted pregnancy, an STI or any scares of such.

Why does the number bother you? Do you feel inexperienced in comparison, do you think she’s a whore or does it not make you feel special?

What do you think of the guys that hired you? Do you consider them pathetic?

Most of them are just really, really, really lonely. A lot are widows, divorcees, or they haven’t had a real woman in their life. The men who have lost women use prostitutes to sort of “fill the void.” They know perfectly well at their age they won’t find “her” again, so they visit fake girls with no real attachments. That was most of the clients.

The rest were either subs, there to get off and go and some were experimenting with prostitutes.

A lot of men view it as a hobby (this could apply to any guy listed above), and use it to try out different girls and kinds of sexuality. Those were the men I usually found pathetic. A lot of those men viewed the girls as products, and not as humans. I had a client walk out on me because my pubic hair was not as blonde as I had advertised (I tried explaining that blonde is bright because of the sun, and I’m not sitting out in the sun with my pussy out) and he wanted to have a “platinum all over” girl that night. They viewed us workers as ice cream flavors basically. “Oh that skirt isn’t as blue as I requested” and then refused to give me the full amount. It was like they skipped over the idea that I was a person, and that I was just something you ordered off of a menu.

You could defend them by saying “well they are paying you a lot of money for your body” but that doesn’t omit the fact that I am human. It was hard to deal with, as it was a constant every day thing.

Well, the point is that if you sell your body, that body is your product and your customers thus feel all the right to be fussy about that. You indeed were ordered off of a menu like an ice cream flavour. I understand it was bad and tough, of course, but well, it went with the job.

Yeah. Like I said somewhere here I wasn’t capable of thinking like that. I was like “dude who cares about that, I’m just a person.” Some girls were super awesome at it, and disconnecting themselves. I could never lose the human aspect of it. I could never get past the fact that we were people but yet treated like varying flavors or paint samples. So much was asked of me, but if something small of me was wrong I was shamed for it. Some people are capable of getting that, I am not one of those types.

What was your scariest experience?

Scariest experience is by far the jesus freak. When I just joined the forum, a man wanted to see me at 2am. I stay up late playing videogames, so I figured I could just pause FO3, do the job, and go back to shooting ghouls. I was very wrong. He didn’t get past my door frame. He was very fat, very gross and unclean. He had a huge beard that hadn’t been brushed or trimmed. His hair was kinda dreading and he smelled awful. He was very much homeless or crazy. I shouldn’t have opened the door. I hate myself for doing so.

He stood in my doorway and started to sob and told me I needed Jesus. I told him that I appreciate his concern, I showed him my copy of the bible to show him I was a Christian (I’m really an atheist, but I was hoping this would make him…. not be so crazy? I don’t know. I was hoping it would help) He started rambling, and when he flailed his arms up in the air I saw a gun on his hip. I stayed cool somehow, and told him calmly to leave as I was tired. He look beyond furious when I did, got purple in the face and starting shaking. I started backing up to my bedside table for my knife, but he stormed out.

I lived on the first floor of this building and and my window faced a parking lot. He stood in that parking lot for 4 hours, calling my phone like crazy and sometimes came up to my window and tapped on it. When I first saw him standing there, I grabbed my laptop and hid in my bathroom and sat on tumblr until the sun was starting to rise. He was still there, but walking away.

I cancelled all appointments made for that day, and asked around with his username and phone number. Apparently he does this to all new girls, and works at a church near my house. I saw him a month later working at a downtown homeless food giveaway.

What were some of the stranger requests you entertained? Anything you refused to do? 

I had a sub who kept asking that I don’t bathe for like three days before seeing me. I liked him because he agreed to pay a lot more than my usual rates because with that request, I didn’t have to work for three days. If I can’t shower, that means I can’t shave or clean my self after a session so I just didn’t work. He also didn’t want to have sex with me, just touch me (I was naked, but he never touched me sexually) and smell me. He told me he jerked off when he went home.

When doing fetish requests, I refused refused refused to do any sort of underage role play, or incest role play. I was sent photos of guy’s daughter’s/nieces/cousins whatever and they would ask me to dress like them. I flat out refused every time. I have a really young face, so I was also asked to be a 14 year old for sessions and the like.

My favorite was the guys who just wanted to worship you. Men who loved women, and their bodies but were too old/ugly/whatever to get a woman. They didn’t ask for oral sex, but they gave it. That was mostly the whole session with the lonely guys. Oral sex on me.

Do you ever get off from your clients?

I am a girl with the body type that has difficulty achieving an orgasm (like I can’t get off on dick, or by half ass oral), and it usually takes a lot of intimacy for me to feel comfortable with you to relax and actually get off. I usually only orgasm from boyfriends. The few times I came from a client I cried hysterically when they left. Usually it’s older men who’ve done it so much that they really knew what they were doing. But it hurt to get off. I wasn’t close to that person. I didn’t want to get off with them. I got them off, they got to play around with my body in order to get off. But I didn’t like it when I came. It also leaves me too sensitive to the touch and I can’t really do much after one anyways.

What’s the nastiest thing you’ve done that you’re ashamed of and what is the nastiest thing you’ve done that you’r NOT ashamed of?

I caused a man very painful wounds and a divorce. He told me “marks are okay” and “go hard.” Well, I got carried away. He loved how hard I could hit with my hot pink horsewhip, and he didn’t care about the marks at the moment. He bled all over the place. It’s not like I wasn’t worried. Every ten marks I was like “okay if I hit here more, it will break the skin” and he kept encouraging me and kept giving me more money so I just rolled with it. He loved the session. He went home with the biggest smile on his face. But a few weeks later, he posted on the forum asking for divorce help. I messaged him, and I guess the guy thought the marks would be gone within a few hours even though I told him I was going to cause scars. I feel bad about it. He was a good guy. I do look back and feel shame for this. I hurt his wife so badly. I should have stopped whacking him.

The nastiest thing that I’m not ashamed of if is that I love love love fucking men with strap ons. Like, no matter what if I got this request I’d take it. If that was all I could do, I’d probably still be doing this as a career. After an “accident” and a blanket of mine being ruined, I had to enforce a “sit down and try to poop no matter how little you feel like shitting” rule.

What attracted you to penetrating a man with a strap on? Was there sexual pleasure, a feeling of psychological empowerment?

It’s fun! I don’t know what makes me attracted to it, I just enjoy it. I think it’s the act of fucking. I don’t feel “powerful” with it.

Did you ever have any trouble with law enforcement? 

The internet is considered private, so it was perfectly legal to advertise online. You just can’t discuss prices in public. So to be safe, if a man started to ask about my rates in my apartment I would ask him to leave. So many girls have been arrested/fined by being asked “so what was the hourly rate again?”

The police had set up an agreement with one hotel in downtown to do monthly raids. We all knew which hotel it was, and the moment a bunch of girls kept getting calls to it, the news was posted pretty quickly. They did this cycle where they got two rooms with the connecting doors. They brought in a girl on every half hour, and after arresting her they brought her into the next room then waited for the next girl.

Even if the news was posted, so many girls were so desperate they took the risk. And many girls wouldn’t see the news, or they were brought in from craigslist or the newspaper.

I avoided the law by being paranoid. If I had the slightest hunch over messaging, emails, phone calls or in person, I stopped anything. But I never ever got fined or arrested.

So long as the deal is closed on the internet, and the guy just leaves his cash on your bedside table at the end, it’s all good?

Yes. the standard technique was to get those deposit envelopes from the bank, put the money in, don’t seal it. Don’t hand it to her (this is very important). Don’t watch her closely while she counts it. AND this is the first thing you do.

When you were on Craigslist, what sort of emails or messages would alert you the fact that the sender might either be a cop or some kind of weirdo?

Cops 100% of the time asked you to go to a hotel. It was always the same hotel as talked about below. You learned about it quickly, and you always said no no matter if the person had references, was a regular or was offering double the money. You always said no. Police paid off people to use their names to bring in girls.

Weirdos were demanding, rushed and had a creepy vibe. You know when you meet someone and you just get that off vibe? That was all you had to feel. Being a young and beautiful girl (I don’t want that to sound like I’m bragging, but I was one of the most attractive working girls in my city) I was always in demand. No matter if a bad review, or if a bad rumor went around of me, I was always in demand.

Now, that may sound like I was sucking cock 24/7. I only did two clients a day, for my own bodies sake and I took lots of time off when I could.

Do you think it would be more safe to work as a prostitute, if it was legal?

If it was legal, I would have been able to report the jesus man to the police. The one time a man almost raped me I would have been able to call the police. When I almost got robbed, when someone threatened me with a knife for a deal. Girls who died would have their murders investigated. It would be so much safer it actually hurts to think about it.

When I got robbed, instead of being like “okay, I have your full name and phone number, so I’ll just phone the police and let him go on his way. This will be okay” I broke all of the fingers on his right hand, gave him a black eye and after I dragged him out to my alley, I gave him an other black eye. And you know what’s shitty for him? He can’t go to the police, either.

I want to cry when someone tells me it’s awful and should be illegal. It won’t go away. All you do is hurt the workers, the clients. You hurt everyone by brushing prostitution under the rug. It makes the business full of shame, and pain.

It needs to be fully legalized.

You were almost raped? What happened, how did you fend the person off?

He was a weird guy and when he came into my apartment he told me that I could either do it for free the easy way or the hard way (it was honestly that lame of a line) and I was all like bring it on. He was a very scrawny white dude and wasn’t going to be able to actually fight and was relying on fear. He lunged at me, so I basically kneed him in the balls and when he was kneeling over I elbowed him in the back of the head. Then I got him out of the apartment through hair pulling.

I’ve had some martial arts training. I did some kick boxing and I’ve done training with short swords and bastard swords, so my reflexes are good and I know how to hit hard. I don’t shy away from a fight.

By the way, whenever I hear a joke like “when you rape a whore it’s theft not real rape!” it hurts like hell. It’s not theft. It’s rape. Rape is always rape. Prostitutes have every right to consent as every other person, and it doesn’t fall under an other crime because their job is sex work.

Do you friends or family know what you did?

Most of my friends circle, but they don’t know details. My boyfriend of a year doesn’t know many details. Nobody asks. No one really wants to know. It makes people uncomfortable. So even if I have a really hilarious story, I can’t say it.

I tell people mostly because I want to avoid rumors being spread and people hearing false facts about it. I tell people “I worked as an online sex worker last year. That’s why I have designer purses, but a ton of anxiety issues. I didn’t work on the street. I didn’t do it for drugs. Please don’t spread that around.”

Do you think about men differently now?

Men I meet do not creep me out and I don’t think they’re monsters. 

How then do you relate to a normal sexual lifestyle with an SO?

After quitting, it was hard being intimate with him, but together we’ve broken down a lot of barriers I put up. He is the most incredible man I know. He has helped me so much. We’re very passionate in bed, we experiment, we love each others bodies a lot and frequently.” We met when I was escorting. He doesn’t feel like he’s on the clock. He’s fine with it. He doesn’t care. 

What do you do now?

I recently moved cities and I just got a job at a music store. I’m pretty stoked to start actually. My manager has a sweet beard.

You ever tempted to go back?

Never. I can’t disconnect like a lot of escorts can. They just go into sessions like it’s sitting down at an office desk and doing your standard job. Or for less classy girls, it was just as easy for them as ringing someone through in a cashier job.

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The Dumping Grounds

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Maximum Security Prison in Australia that looks like an office with cubicles

 

30 hits of LSD

 

“Crack That Tank” 1943 US Army film that teaches infantry how to defeat tanks

 

A Day in the Life of a Surgeon

 

Can You Really Just Go Online and Order a Wife from Some Other Country?

 

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Linkage

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Bill Cosby Sentenced to 3 to 10 Years in Prison, Denied Bail – NY Times

UN laughs at Trump during speech – AOL

10 Cars Proven to Get to 200,000 Miles and Beyond – Consumer Reports

This herb has been used by the Chinese for hundreds of years to treat low libido and erectile dysfunction – Amazon

How to Feed Your Family on $50 a Week – Mel Magazine

This Pizza Recipe Is The Shiznit! – 5 Minutes

The Car Loans That Never Die – Jalopnik

This Science-Backed Quiz Will Measure Your Meaning in Life – Curiosity

Products mocked as “lazy” or “useless” are often important tools for people with disabilities – VOX

How to ask for the salary you want with zero risk of sounding obnoxious – Quartz

Bananas Donated To Prison System Concealed $18 Million Worth Of Cocaine – Newsweek

Former Google CEO predicts the internet will split in two  — and one part will be led by China – CNBC

Dallas Police Officer Who Fatally Shot Neighbor In His Apartment Is Fired – USA Today

Facebook Is Testing Its Dating Service. Here’s How It’s Different From Tinder – Wired

Would Perfect Memory Be a Burden or a Superpower? – Gizmodo

4 Breakthroughs That Helped Me Sleep With 100+ Women on Tinder – Return Of Kings

These Sennheiser headphones are way better than Beats and half the price! – Amazon

Demi Rose Mawby Massive Ass Photoshoot of the Day – Drunken Stepfather

1987 Buick Grand National parked since 1991 up for auction with 74 miles on it – Fox News

Olivia Munn White Bikini Photos in Hawaii – G-Celeb

Asia Argento says Anthony Bourdain “cheated on me, too” – CBS

Models With Three Breasts Hit Milan Fashion Runways – Daily Wire

How to use the Envelope System to save hundreds per month – I Will Teach You To Be Rich

Over 1,500 Museums Across the U.S. Will Open Their Doors for Free This Saturday – Scientific American

How Hollywood Redeemed Mel Gibson – The Atlantic

Nine Secret Weapons That Could Save Millennials’ Finances – The Simple Dollar

What Would Happen if Roman Catholic Priests Were Allowed to Have Sex – VICE

Mark Wahlberg’s Daily Schedule isn’t “Crazy” or “Impressive”! – The Slip

Nice set of knockers on this one (nsfw) – Ehowa

The Growing Movement of Men Who Secretly Remove Condoms During Sex – Broadly

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The Daily Man-Up: You Have To Take 100% Responsibility For Everything That You Experience In Your Life

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If you want to be successful, you have to take 100% responsibility for everything that you experience in your life. This includes the level of your achievements, the results you produce, the quality of your relationships, the state of your health and physical fitness, your income, your debts, your feelings—everything! This is not easy.

In fact, most of us have been conditioned to blame something outside of ourselves for the parts of our life we don’t like. We blame our parents, our bosses, our friends, our co-workers, our clients, our spouse, the weather, the economy, our astrological chart, our lack of money—anyone or anything we can pin the blame on. We never want to look at where the real problem is—ourselves.

If you want to create the life of your dreams, then you are going to have to take 100% responsibility for your life as well. That means giving up all your excuses, all your victim stories, all the reason why you can’t and why you haven’t up until now, and all your blaming of outside circumstances. You have to give them all up forever.

You have to take the position that you have always had the power to make it different, to get it right, to produce the desired result. For whatever reason—ignorance, lack of awareness, fear, needing to be right, the need to feel save—you chose not to exercise that power. Who knows why? It doesn’t matter. The past is the past. All that matters now is that from this point forward you choose—that’s right, it’s a choice—you chose to act as if (that’s all that’s required—to act as if) you are 100% responsible for everything that does or doesn’t happen to you.
 
If something doesn’t turn out as planned, you will ask yourself, “How did I create that? What was I thinking? What were my beliefs? What did I say or not say? What did I do or not do to create that result? How did I get the other person to act that way? What do I need to do differently next time to get the result I want?”

― Jack Canfield, The Success Principles

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Top 10 Videos Of Convicts Freaking Out After Being Sentenced To Prison

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A 19-year-old convicted killer flew into a rage in a Houston courtroom after a Harris County jury sentenced him to death.

Dexter Johnson was one of five men who carjacked 23-year-old Maria Aparece and her boyfriend Huy Ngo as they sat in their chatting on a summer night more than ten years ago. Prosecutors during his trial alleged Johnson had “fun” when he and his friends carjacked the couple and drove them around town demanding money, credit cards and ATM access. 

Then, they parked near a patch of thick woods and forced Ngo to listen as Johnson raped Aparece in the backseat.  Afterward, Johnson shot Ngo in the side of the head execution-style before slaughtering Aparece with a shot to the top of the head.

 

Teen Begs Not To Go To Jail After Penetrating A Student With Steel Bar Broom

Fernando Salgado was one of four students at A.B. Miller High School, in Fontana, Calif., arrested in the attempted sodomy of another student with steel rebar while the other three – all minors – allegedly held the boy down and removed his pants

Another incident took place June 14 involving three students who allegedly held down another boy while Salgado attempted to sodomize him with a wooden broom handle

 

An 18-year-old woman was sentenced Tuesday to 20 years in state prison for using a dating app to set up a robbery that resulted in the shooting of another teen

18-year-old Ky’Andrea Cook was sentenced to 20 years in state prison for using a dating app to set up a robbery that ultimately led to the shooting of another teen.

According to the prosecution, Cook was still a Mainland High School student in March when she used a dating app to lure 27-year-old Perry Nida to a meeting in which he expected to sell her marijuana, after which they would have sex. Nida brought 17-year-old Immanuel Pursel with him, and Pursel was the one who wound up shot by Cook’s boyfriend, who was waiting to rob them.

 

2 women collapse in court after life sentence for the death of 3 year old girl

Erica Mae Butts and Shanita Latrice Cunningham both collapsed in the courtroom today upon learning that they would spend the rest of their lives in prison for beating to death 3-year-old Serenity Richardson in 2009.

Serenity’s mother, Ieshia Richardson, had been childhood best friends with Butts and had brought her daughter to stay at her godmother’s home on Congaree River Drive in Summerville for about two weeks, beginning in late October 2009. Butts admitted to Summerville police on Nov. 3 that she whipped the girl with a belt for urinating on the floor, and that Serenity had fallen several times in the bathroom

When the child’s breathing became shallow that day, Butts called her own mother in Goose Creek but didn’t tell her what happened. Butts’ mother called 911.

By the time paramedics reached Serenity, she was already dead and had been placed on ice and exposed to bleach in desperate attempts to revive her. Assistant Solicitor Elizabeth Gordon said the girl’s injuries reflected weeks of torture — a duration that matched the amount of time she had spent with Butts and Cunningham.

 

EX Oklahoma City Cop Daniel Holtzclaw Gets 263 Years For Rapes

A former Oklahoma City police officer was sentenced to 263 years in prison, six weeks after he was convicted of rapes and other offenses that authorities say occurred while he was on duty.

Daniel Holtzclaw, 29, was convicted last month on 18 of the 36 counts he had been facing — including four counts of first-degree rape. 

 

One of the nation’s top basketball recruits collapsed in the courtroom Tuesday after finding out he’d be heading to 3 years in prison instead of back to the basketball court.

A highly-recruited Ohio basketball star collapsed in court after a judge sentenced him to prison for assaulting and kidnapping his girlfriend. Farmer, a rising senior at Garfield Heights High School, was indicted in May stemming from a fight with his ex-girlfriend, Andrea Lane, at her apartment building in Bedford Heights, southeast of Cleveland

Farmer assaulted Lane, dragged her by her hair outside the building and then took her cell phone, bank card, computer and car keys, prosecutors said.

He was also charged with intimidation for sending threatening text messages and voicemails to her, the newspaper reported.

 

17 year old Dylan Schumaker sentenced to 25 years to life in prison for fatally beatingt his girlfriend’s 23-month-old son

Dylan Schumaker was the babysitter of choice for his girlfriend Ashlee Smith one evening in March of last year while Smith went to work. At 8 PM on March 19, 2013, Schumaker called law enforcement, claiming the nearly one-year-old Austin Smith was unresponsive. It took Springfield, NY cops a few moments of investigation to figure out that something was rotten about Schumaker’s claims.

Erie County Sheriff Tim Howard says deputies arriving on scene immediately noticed the substantial bruising all over Austin’s body, and especially around his face.

“The mother’s 16-year-old boyfriend struck the child repeatedly about the face and the cause of death was determined to be blunt force trauma about the head,” Sheriff Howard said.

Schumaker was charged with second-degree murder and tried accordingly. 

“I’m a 16-year-old blond,” [Judge M. William] Boller read to Schumaker in a now-viral video. “Probably all I have to do is cry, and they’re going to feel sorry for me,” Schumaker told [his mother,] referring to the jury.”

At the sentencing hearing, Schumaker put on his sad face and cried just as he planned. It didn’t work very well. Justice Boller sentenced Dylan Schumaker to 25 to life for his involvement in the death of Austin Smith.

 

Jacob Morgan, 17, of Rock Hill appears in court Tuesday for a probable cause hearing. He is charged with arson and murder connected with his 14-month-old brother’s death. This video shows his reaction as prosecutors claim he intentionally and maliciously set the fatal fire.

 

Brandon Spencer, convicted of attempted murder for opening fire on a rival gang member on the USC campus, injuring four, sobbed uncontrollably in court Friday after he was sentenced to 40 years to life in prison.

 

Diana Lovejoy collapsed in a California courtroom after she was convicted in what authorities call a botched murder-for-hire plot targeting her now-ex-husband, who was shot in September 2016 but survived

 

Millionaire Michael Marin swallows a cyanide pill and dies after being convicted of arson,  a conviction would have led to decades in prison

 

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Confessions Of A 30 Year Old Dude Who Just Lost His Virginity

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I am a 30 year old who has never had a relationship with a female and I’ve being suffering with depression about this fact for years, I am also not happy with how I look and I am over weight.

So this weekend I went on a holiday to a foreign country and I knew before going I was going to make an attempt to progress my situation and I started searching for sex workers in the area I was staying and even searching online for them was making me anxious as in my entire life I have kissed 2 or 3 girls and this always involved me being super drunk, so anyway I found a brothel that was a 2 minute walk from my hotel and I decided it was soo close that I could not back out of this ( I have searched for escorts online for years and always pussied out of it because I was too terrified of it)

​So I head off to the brothel and I am shaking with fear and I go into the ally that the brothel is in and i make a pass of the area to recon it and i stop at the end of the street and im fighting my own mind saying this is it if i dont do this now it will never happen so I turn around and walk into the place and i buzz my way past a security door and walk into a reception room where i am greeted and told to take a seat while the girls come out, so i sit down and before iv even had time to take in my surrondings there is 7 or 8 girls standing before me in underwear, which i have never seen before in real life and im like omg wow so straight away i come out and tell them sorry iv never did this before do i choose 1 of the girls and the receptionist laughs and says yes what do you prefere and i say something else which i cant even remember now but then my brain told me to shut the fuck up before they think im a cop or something so i pick a girl and she leads me into a room.

So im in the room and there is a bed and a shower and a seating area and i close the door behind me and when I turn around she is already taking off her top and her boobs are amazing and this is the first time in my life I’ve seen boobs in real life that was a sexual situation not like a topless person on the beach or anything and I’m like oh wow.

I have never being naked in front of anyone and because I am overweight I dont even take off my t-shirts or wear a t-shirt without a top over it but I instantly started getting undressed and I’m thinking to myself omg I’m getting naked in front of another person, so I’m standing in front of her I still have my underwear on and i tell her I’m a virgin and I’ve never done this before and she laughs at me and says omg what your a virgin, so she tells me to lay on the bed so I sit on the edge of the bed facing away from her with my underwear on and I’m like this is it I’m about to get fully naked in front of a girl so I take off my underwear and lay down on the bed and she instantly starts warming me up and I was convinced that as soon as she would touch me I would premature ejectulate since thats what the movies say is ment to happen but I dont, infact my penis feels numb or desentitised so it takes about 10 minutes for me to get an erection but anyway we do the handjob/blowjob/sex and then she cleans me up.

I wasnt very good at it either and I also messed up because when she got me hard and asked if we wanted to fuck now I said not yet lets continue this ( oral sex) and I ended up ejectulating and when it came to the sex part we did 3 postions first with her on top and then she asked me to get up and do doggystyle but I was soo tired that I only managed about a dozen thrusts before my legs and joints were on fire and I had to stop then I started losing the erection because I felt embarrased about being so out of shape and also I think the condom took away alot of the feeling so she told me to lay down again and she started oral sex to try and get me hard again but I looked at the clock and realised time was running out and my penis started falling asleep in her mouth and I started laughing and saying nooooo come back littleman then she started laughing and said sorry but its not possible if penis doesnt want to play, then I asked her if this means im still a virgin because I didnt ejectulate from the sex and she said no you are not a virgin anymore and she said I did well because alot of men ejectulate instantly then we started getting dressed

I leave the establishment in complete shellshock and outside a random person asks me for a lighter and I think he’s an undercover cop and I closed my eyes and said sorry I dont smoke expecting search lights to come on and me getting arrested but nothing happens so I walk back to my hotel and i go into my room and sit on the bed and im just thinking to myself that I cant believe what i just did, 15 years or so of expectations and thinking I would be a virgin forever and its gone in 30 minutes or so.

I have now left and returned home and I guess I have the blues, I’m a huge computer game geek and I’ve being unable to focus on gaming at all, I have a huge desire to exercise and get in shape, I had my first workout session today and I broke all my previous records, I went to the shop and bought healthy ingredients for a weight loss diet and im just hoping I can stick with it and not sink back into my old lifestyle

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