Comments by "Thump Er the Sweaty Fat Guy" (@SweatyFatGuy) on "Legion Of Men"
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I am twice divorced, so you are doing fine avoiding them.
I'm 5'8 as well, lots of them turn me down when I say hi in passing, I'm being polite and they think I want them... Its funny, they are lucky I acknowledged they exist. I'm 54, grew up on a Nebraska farm with 150 to 300 head of cattle at any given time, about 800 acres for growing and several pastures around the area. Its probably not in your genetics to pack on muscle, by the time I was 17 I was 170lbs and benching 265. By 19 I was 180 and benching over 330 when I enlisted way back in 1988. Wrestling helped too.
Desert Shield packed over 50lbs of muscle mass on me and 450 was an easy press. I am still huge today, and its still easy to gain muscle. My weight keeps going up but you can see my ribs and I don't have extra chins. Have a belly, but its not huge, its almost 20 inches smaller than my chest. I look like a gorilla and most women aren't into that look, but some are.
It could be what you eat and what you do. Nobody else I worked with in the military gained muscle mass like I did. Nobody did on the farm either. It takes an incredible amount of protein to pack on muscle like I did. I never used powders, juice, or any supplements at all. Lots of meat and eggs though.
It also takes a mind numbing amount of work to pack on muscle like I did. To get an idea, pick up two 5 gallon igloo coolers in each hand, and run up three stories with them, and do that for 12 hours. Alternating days push two F150s bumper to bumper across Walmart parking lots.
I go by this name because the USAF said I was too obese when I came back from Kuwait in 2001 with a six pack, absolutely shredded, weighing the lightest I have been since 1991, and they put me on the weight program. I am more 'power lifter' than body builder. So a short wide guy with huge arms and no neck, some women dig it, most don't.
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I had kids, the younger one is 28. My kids aren't having kids because they were raised by someone other than me, because the court said I was unfit due to being able to drain my bladder outside. Its going to get bad, but its not the end of us. Young guys, learn how to do as much as you possibly can, build cars and trucks, houses, repair things, cook, grow food, produce energy both electrical and fuel based... your life will be far better the more you know, because you will be less dependent on others and the system. They'll be dependent on YOU.
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Most old guys haven't been through family court, they haven't lived in their car while still working full time because their paycheck goes to someone who was unfaithful and betrayed them. I'm 55 and what I hear most is I picked the wrong ones, it was all my fault, and I should do better. It is always the man's fault, and thus he is responsible for everything even the stuff he had no part in doing.
Young men aren't getting the choice, because the quality they can get is severely lacking... they're all chasing the top 5% of men, and getting high counts as a result, because those guys aren't gonna put a ring on it. All the incentives have been removed from them, there is no benefit to pushing themselves to achieve more and only liability for them to bring someone into their lives.
It doesn't matter how attractive, dominant, or alpha you are. Doesn't matter how much higher value you are over her either. They cannot be trusted, because "something" else, no matter what it is always more attractive than what they have. They're never satisfied, never content, and they always think they can do better, so they make very poor choices in life. Why should men sacrifice themselves to that?
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My second ex wife was a 21 year old virgin from a two parent family that was rather well off. She was quite smart and could keep up with me in discussions we had. Her values and mine aligned a great deal, we were looking for the same things. She was very homely, but she stayed thin and I liked who she was so I overlooked her crooked teeth, flat hair, and how she wore flannel pants and hoodies most of the time. She was very good and adventurous between sheets, and she tried her best to make my life better.
We never had fights, we argued about esoteric subjects for fun, and the spicy fun time was several times a week.. right up to the day she decided to step out. She tried not to spend my money frivolously, but it was still expensive to have her around, food, gas in her vehicle, insurance, etc. She was costing me about $2k per month just to have her around, thats how much I had left every month once I kicked her out.
Other than her looks, she was wonderful for 9 years. We got married just before we were together 9 years, and just 16 months later we were divorced. As long as she knew I could leave her for stepping out or breaking the three rules I had, she acted right. Once she had commitment, she decided to eat a bowl of st*p*d flakes and ran off with a desperate sot who showed interest in her.
The previous love interest of his was a 36 year old alone mom who at 5'4" weighed around 250lbs. Her brother and father had to run him off because he kept pursuing her despite her telling him to GTFO. He was 24, my ex was 30 and I was 44 when we divorced ten years ago. They lasted 3 or 4 years, then he moved to Montana and now she is alone, unwanted, and her mom pays all her bills since her dad passed back in February.
My ex chose poorly.. there was nothing I could have done, or could not have done, to prevent what she did... other than getting married, which was more so she could get health care than anything else.
Contrasted with my first ex, who was bipolar, the second one was very good to me, was vetted and proved herself for 8 years. The two could not have been more different, but they did the exact same thing in the end. The first was the doorknob to the town, I had no idea because I had just moved there. Her bipolar seeped out and after two years together it was a living nightmare.
I don't date anymore, not looking for a woman at all. I dated a few hundred women in my life, before and between my marriages, both of which went 8-9 years. I find they are all running the same program, but they think they are all unique and different. The wrapper changes, the mind inside of it is still running that same narrow and easily predictable program.
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This sounds like an attempt to get men to NOT workout, not stay in shape, and not get any training. They want us soft and complaint, not capable and dangerous. Power lifting is more useful than body building, but you really need some kinda of martial art training. That alone will change your life. Mine was wrestling in high school and the USAF back in the 80s and 90s. BJJ and some others with grappling and striking coupled with the discipline and competition will benefit you in every part of your life.
Something for all of the guys with the slight, thin wrist skinny builds.. when you pack on muscle, you look FREAKIN HUGE, even with only 17" arms. However, all of us with robust bones, barrel chests, and wide shoulders look like bricks. How do I know? Well, my wrists are 9" in circumference and I have 21" arms with a near 60" chest.. but I am only 5'8" so think gorilla or really big battle dwarf and you get the idea. My neck is 21" around... and some split tails like it, but most don't. Really you only need to have some definition, and if you can bench press 300lbs, and deadlift over 400, you're doing exceptionally well. Bench 250 and DL the same, you're better than the vast majority of people in the world.
Yeah, I am kinda funny looking, and just an extra 15lbs makes me look like a beluga whale. The last time I was under 220lbs was 2001, when I returned from a deployment in Kuwait, had a six pack and the USAF put me on the weight program, thus the reason for my name on here.
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@user-ld6wo4rv8h that was the only reason she came here, to spend time with me. A month before she was talking about spicy time, then suddenly she turned mean and talked to me like I was her ex. I live 3 hours north of Green Bay Wisconsin, in northern Michigan, it takes some effort to get here, especially from Germany.
Dang it, now its 51F outside, gotta turn the heat on again. Also need to get back to working on my fun toy, the car I am building for an event next week in Missouri. I have to build a seat mount yet tonight, then figure out where to put the roll cage, and hope I get it done in the next 8 days.
If she had not come to visit, the cage would be in it and I would have quite a few miles on it already. Its annoying that she decided to be a raging cant understand normal thinker.
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If you check, you will see I own a bunch of muscle cars and trucks. The farm was 20 miles away from town to the west, 25 to the east, the town to the west had more going on, so I went there. Got into races with my car, met lots of interesting people, and thats where the females were. I needed a car to get anywhere, especially in winter. Nebraska is actually quite hilly, not flat like it looks from I-80. The weather there can end you fast if you're unprepared for it.
The cars I have are not trophies nor status symbols, sure they are cool and fast, but I built them. Its a different mindset. I see an old car as like a canvas where I can do my art. I plan them out, build then drive them. The fun and enjoyment is in the build and the drive, and I beat the snot out of them. My cars are the physical representation of the vision I had in my head when I bought the rusty hulk without a drivetrain. They are my knowledge, skills, abilities, perseverance, and time put into reality in a way that you can feel and hear it, unlike any other art form. I do everything on them, I am capable of doing all the work, provided I have the tools to do it. My shop only lacks a few things, like a Tig welder, plasma cutter, and the machine tools needed to rebuild engines.
Its not the cars for me, though I build the ones I like and have lusted after for most of my life. Its more than the cars, they become part of me, because I put part of me into them. Sure you can go buy one, but then you get what someone else wanted, what they deemed adequate, its probably not the way you would build it, its just acceptable to you.
While I have some that are worth a lot of money, one is valued at more than $90k, and its currently rusty, the value is nearly meaningless to me. That car is exceptionally rare, as only 276 were built with that engine, six of which had AC and auto transmission, and this one has no paint code, its a 1 of 1 of one of the most desirable Pontiacs ever built.... That value is not why I have it. My intention is to rebuild that one, and make it near perfect to preserve it.. I will build a clone to drive. The rest of them, I have no plans to sell, other than the Mustangs because I bought them to rebuild and sell.
I derive satisfaction from what I do, accomplish, achieve, and overcome. I do not pursue happiness, nor is it excellence, I am driven by the things I want to do and experience. Rather than throwing money at it and paying others to do it for me, I learn how to do things. I have never had much of a focus on or need for lots of money. In fact if I were to sell my land tools, shop, and all the vehicles/parts so I have a really big pile of money, I would simply spend it buying other rusty old junk and rebuilding that in a shop I built.
This is what I do. This is what I have always wanted to do, and every job I worked either gave me skills I needed to do this, or paid me so I could afford the parts and equipment. I don't give a damn if I don't put a dent in the universe, I want to build things, and since I can't afford airplanes, muscle cars are the medium I choose.
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Men DO things. Men make friends based on common things we DO. We DO NOT make friends based on feelings or any other thing females make friends over. It just doesn't work on nor for us.
My friends all share the same interests. Muscle cars, airplanes, drag racing, first person shooter video games, and marksmanship. Not much crossover among them, its distinct groups. If you are a young man who has no friends, then you do not have any interests in common with other men. What the hell do ya do all day when you're not working? Sure you won't get many friends watching prawn and strangling the worm until it pukes, but there has to be something else you do.
Sitting around watching this content will not make you many real world friends. This sort of content is for advice, and to know that we are all dealing with it, so you are not the only one getting screwed.. we all are.
Now I am VERY picky about my friends, everyone gets a chance, and their actions dictate just how much I will allow them to be around. If I don't like someone, or the say they will do something and then don't, I will still be polite and friendly with them.. but I will never depend on or trust them. The people I trust have earned and maintained it for years to decades, and I maintain their trust in me as much as I can.
I have gearhead friends in real life and online. We are very easy going for the most part, and if you hang out with car guys, especially us older gray haired muscle car guys, you will learn banter and how to make friends. The big thing is to get people talking about themselves, their car, or their interests. That gets them to like you more, and if you honestly care about what they tell you and you do not betray their trust, you will make friends easily.
If you don't DO something, you aren't going to meet like minded men. You simply won't. You have to be the guy who says hi, hows it going? Or you ask about their car, talk to them about what they are working on. Its a skill you develop, you are rarely born with it.
What are your interests? Find people with similar interests, but make them legal interests and not some dishonorable thing. Men make friends based on merit, so competence, capability, knowledge, and to some extent accomplishments are very important. We won't stay friends with someone who talks big, can't back it up, and is actually ineffectual to dangerous to be around. Merit is everything with us.
The L's won't grasp that, because they are all about feelings, and the biggest one they harbor is re sent ment. Typos are intentional
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They delude themselves into thinking they are like us, that they can live alone and be comfortable and satisfied with that life. That them having a job, house, and degree is going to attract us. If I found one who was into drag racing like I am, that would be cool. If I found one that also enjoyed living in the woods and not spending money on frivolous stuff, then great. Thing is, if its not one with an attractive body and pleasant demeanor, I don't need nor want one around. My peace is worth too much, and thats why I don't look or approach, even when they show interest.
Also, why bother wasting time with one when I could be doing something productive or just goofing off, when there is a VERY high probability that they will think they can do better. Its not about being 'hurt' and there is not one of them born that is intimidating, its about wasting time, money, resources, and whatever else. I am not investing in them, because its like throwing money and time into a hole and burning it.
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I saw this coming, never trusted the idea that we would be taxed into prosperity. In the 80s I had to enlist to get a job that wouldn't lay me of, came back after 4 years, Desert Storm, and went to school while working full time in a factory. The factory was packed up and moved to Mexico in 1998. All the jobs went south, and I had to go back to the military to get a decent paying job. $9 an hour despite being a CNC programmer/machinist, ASE certified master automotive and machining tech, just wasn't gonna do it. Just in time for my second adventure in the desert with high speed metal.
I got out of the military the week before Katrina, and as I drove north from Charleston SC where I was stationed, we watched the gas prices climb over $7. Until 2015 gas prices were $5 to $7 a gallon here in the far northern reaches of Michigan. Thats when I knew for sure, it was deliberate, and I needed to find a different way, because VA disability compensation was $1900 a month for a 100% service connected rating. Not allowed to earn more. As an E5 NCO I was making around $4500 a month in 2004-2005. Big pay cut. 20 years later my VA compensation is still less than I was paid on active duty. People jumping the border got more than we veterans who sacrificed our health for the US receive.. let that sink in.
2007 is when I started learning to produce energy myself, because that was my largest expense. Its still my largest expense, and with nothing more than LED lights, a PC, refrigerator, and a pellet stove in winter, my power bills are well over $200 now. I barely use any, and I pay a lot, plus I have to have a battery back up and a generator, because the power goes off all the time. 11 times so far this year, and only 3 of those were during storms.
I can make fuel for my cars, heat my home, and grow my food all on my land out here in the woods. In 2021 I sacrificed a lot and paid off all my debts, I knew this was coming, and the only reason I am above water today is no debt, owning my land/home, and being able to eat as cheap as possible. I cook from scratch, fresh meat, fruit, and veggies are expensive, but its healthy without a bunch of stuff added to it. I need to get my greenhouse built so I can grow food all year. I can catch fish in Lake Superior when there aren't ice banks, plus deer, bear, and other animals roam my woods. I could raise rabbits too, but you can't live on rabbits alone. Cattails produce my fuel, but you can also eat every bit of a cattail, roots to seed pods. The roots make a nice flour that can be used for baking and things like pancakes, thats what I use to make fuel grade ethanol.
Electricity is the most difficult energy to produce, so its the most expensive. Sure I can run a generator, but it needs to be fed, and man a 7kw generator sure likes fuel. Half a gallon an hour if I run it on gasoline. I'd need massive tanks of methane to run it all the time, and then the noise...that is the easiest and cheapest method of making your own electricity. They want us to go 100% electric, ponder why for a moment. They can turn it off, and you cant afford to produce it yourself. If you don't have the space that I have, you can't produce ANYTHING but waste. You aren't going to be making much in a tiny apartment, you need some land to grow things and build stuff.
Future generations won't have access to the information I have, they won't be able to own land and become even remotely self sufficient. They'll be cloistered and sequestered into large urban areas where everything must be provided to them, but only if they work and every November pick the people who decide how much food they get. They won't eat meat, when was the last time you saw a muscular man who never ate meat? Have you seen Dave Bautista lately since he went vegan? Dude deflated and looks emaciated. You cannot grow stronger without meat, and that is how the elites want you to be... unable to do anything to escape or revolt.
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@BoffinGrusky I'm not on that one, I hang out with the guys who are doing their thing. I am too old to risk another one, not enough years left to rebuild again when a judge gives her everything I built. Since I own my land, home, and everything else without debt after great sacrifice, I am disinclined to risk it on a woman.
Most of my stories are horrific or tragic, a few are amusing. Its like Forest Gump except he doesn't end up a millionaire, get the medal of honor, or receive accolades of any kind. The more intelligent shrinks I met through the VA have mentioned they are amazed I am still here considering everything I have been through, and the mistreatment inflicted by so many others.
When I tell people about my life, they usually get depressed, or they feel a lot better about their own lives. Some have had it worse, much worse, but they don't talk about it. I share my stories to help others avoid the mistakes I made and the traps I fell into.
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I was stationed in Germany Feb 89 to October 91, winter is bleak and hardly anyone is out. Summer was far more active. Most of 91 I didn't get out much because of Desert Shield/Storm, but I had lots of fun the summers of 89 and 90. Winter straight up sucks in Germany and the rest of Europe. Its wet and dreary most of the time, kinda like South Carolina winter but it lasts longer than the two weeks of cold in Charleston.
I blended in so well that old ladies would ask me questions in German that I understood, but had no idea how to reply. My family is from Germany, we came to the US in 1867, and my grandparents were the last generation to speak German at home.
I was very popular with Asians, blond hair, blue eyes, I was exotic to them. I was almost a celebrity the one time I went to Seoul when I was stationed in Korea 02-03. My picture is running around on a few dozen cameras from me walking through the Coex Mall. The Russians liked me a lot too when I was there.
Travelling the world was a great thing for me, I got paid to travel, and since I was USAF and not Army, I was able to do whatever I wanted on my days off. I didn't need permission to leave the base, or leave the country, as long as I was back for my next shift. No babysitter needed in the USAF, so I got to see Europe cheap. We had some 3 day weekends and we would drive to Rome, look around for a day, and drive back to Frankfurt. Belgrade was not much fun while I was there in 1991.. because of who was still running the place.
Get out and see the world, don't do it for tail, go learn more about other cultures and people. Don't be an arrogant prick, and you will enjoy travelling a lot more. The French really loathe arrogant Americans, FYI. They didn't mind me as much.
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Its the D run cities that are cesspits, go to places not run by them and its a different world. Comparing Dubai to D cities is hellish culture shock. That is particularly true with NYC, Chicago, and California. The facial recognition is not a bonus to me. Probably because I have a profound distrust of the gov.
The last time I was in Dubai was 1991, yeah 32 years ago. Its changed a bit since then, and I don't recognize anything when I see video and pics.
Where I live its affordable, the only thing that is expensive here is gasoline and car insurance. Thats why I make fuel for my cars and trucks. No I do not live in a city, because even in the clean cities like Dubai, I can't stand that many people that close to me. I prefer trees, grass, and wildlife over concrete, steel, and glass.
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