Wednesday, December 31, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Remorse is the most preposterous emotion ever invented by humanitarians. What good is remorse?

Why the hell would it make any difference if a killer feels bad about his murders? Is regret ever going bring anyone back to life? Repentance doesn’t make a murder victim any less dead. If remorse were truly genuine, the killer would be standing by an open grave and trying to reanimate the corpse with a car battery.

You find me a thief who claims remorse, and I show you a robber who spent all the money. Would remorse ever give the victim back one stolen cent?

You show me a felon who feels remorse, and I’ll present you with a fucking liar. The only thing for which an offender would feel regret is getting caught and leaving stuff undone. Wouldn’t it be more honest for a reprobate just to acknowledge his antisocial intentions without having to pretend any regret?

Remorse is one of those things that a do-gooder always needs to hear when someone has transgressed against the existing order. A good Samaritan needs to hear an expression of remorse when someone has stopped conforming to the established system. 

Repentance has always seemed more evil than any possible caper committed by a self-professed evildoer – more wicked because the victim knows it is untrue, yet the community still demands that it be uttered. There is something wrong, systemically wrong, with a society that expects its lawbreakers to be properly remorseful. 

The only thing remorse demonstrates is the gullibility of the person who actually believes the apology. Remorse is an imaginary emotion – and like all feelings cherished by liberals, such supposed contrition presents a fantasy version of reality. If jurors are looking for a glimmer of remorse, it doesn’t really say much about their ability to judge the facts of the case.

I’d rather a competent criminal than a contrite crook.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Where the fuck did you ever get the idea that you are supposed to enjoy life? Anything that is not going to allow you to make it out alive certainly won’t be very enjoyable along the way. Any existence that has every creature dying from disease or injury will obviously not have any genuine happiness for the duration.  Anything that has you dead when it is all-seen-and-done surely won’t be much fun in the process.

If you reflect upon it, the mass media certainly does seem to make an inordinate effort telling everyone that the objective of life is to be happy – but like most things in this world, the truth isn’t always what the establishment wants you to believe.  Reality is often the complete opposite of what everyone is telling you.

Think of it in this way: life is a bit like an airplane flight – it doesn’t matter if you fly first-class or coach; it doesn’t matter if you join the mile-high club en route; it doesn’t matter how many perks you get while the airliner is in the sky if you still know that you are going to crash and burn upon landing.  It doesn’t matter what you might have done on your vacation – look, if you die in an accident at the end, it wasn’t a good trip.  If you know with dead certainty that you are not going to make it out alive, then only an idiot would enjoy himself along the ride.

Imagine it like this: if you end-up expiring after eating the final course at a five-star restaurant, it doesn’t matter if you just consumed the most gourmet dinner in the world.  If you die of food poisoning after shoving the ingredients into your mouth, it doesn’t matter how wonderful the fixings.  It doesn’t matter how many truffles you were able to stuff down your throat – you’re still going to have a bad taste in your mouth. If you ending up lying face down in the pasta, you didn’t have a very good meal.  But it gets worse, if you know for certain you are going to die at the last course, only someone mentally ill is going to enjoy the supper.

Look at it like this: it doesn’t matter what you did in bed; if your latest fornication leaves you infected with AIDS, it wasn’t a good fuck.  It doesn’t matter how many sexual fantasies you might have fulfilled; if you end up with an incurable disease from your latest copulation, things didn’t go well in the real-world insertion.  If you know the sex is going to be deadly, then only a fool is going to be enjoying the sensations.

Let me put it to you like this: it doesn’t matter how many good times you imagine you might have had in a marriage; if your spouse kills you while you are asleep, it wasn’t a very healthy relationship.  Only someone with mental issues would tell you to focus on the good times.  Only a very sick mind would tell you enjoy each day as it comes.

Logically, if you know that existence will only end up killing you, then only an imbecile would consider the interval to be happy.  If you know that things are going to end badly, then there is something wrong with you if you are enjoying the life sentence.  

To think that happiness is the objective of life is a deluded way of living. If you know that you are going to die no matter what, then happiness in life is a form of mental illness. The part about moldering in the grave is going to put a damper on everything that comes before. If you know that it is all going to end in a coffin no matter what, then it doesn’t make sense to enjoy any of the outdoor exercise you had while digging your own grave.

Thursday, December 11, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited
I don’t know what it means when the mass media issues commands that we must “all come together” – but I instinctively recognize that I don’t want any of it. I am not sure exactly what liberals want when they insist that we must “join together” – but I instinctively realize that I don’t want it happening to me. I still don’t understand what government wants when it orders me to “be part of the community” – but I instinctively react against their communal indoctrination. Busybodies will do many unpleasant things to a human being in this life, but nothing is more unfortunate than ending up “united.” Community organizes are working on you for the same reason that the ranch hands go after the stock. Millions of years of evolution have taught me not to be part of any herd. Socialist collectives are merely an attempt to get human beings to revert to all-fours. The do-gooders try to round-up citizens the same way ranchers corral the beasts right before the slaughter. Coming together is always just a short distance from the abattoir.  

All I want from society is to be left alone. Next time that some social worker pounds on my door – I will kick him in the balls before he gets his compassion around me. Just try and lasso me with your empathy and you’ll feel my instep on your testacles. All that I ask of the bureaucrats is to keep their good intentions away from my body. A liberal helps a citizen the way a rancher assists his livestock with a cattle prod.

Friday, December 5, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

I don’t give a shit about you.

If I should see you on the corner with your hand stretched out, I wouldn’t give you a frigging dime. No stranger ever gave me a cent, so I’ll be damned if I ever give anyone anything. No one ever helped me, so I sure as hell won’t be helping you.

If I should see you starving on the street, I wouldn’t give you squat. I don’t care how hungry you get; your stomach is your own concern. I couldn’t care less if you happened to collapse right there in front of me. Die in agony, and see if I care.

If I should see you drowning in the lake, I wouldn’t extend a hand. I’m not about to get my clothes dirty just because your head might be about to go under water. Just because your life is ending doesn’t mean that I should get my hands wet. If you stop breathing, that’s your goddamn problem.

If I should see you trapped in a car wreck, I might slow down for a closer look at all the mangled limbs, but I’m not going to stop your bleeding. Your afflictions or your own affair. Do your writhing on your own time; your agony doesn’t involve me.  

Your suffering is none of my business. Human freedom isn’t all about good things – liberty requires that a tormented person be left to his own devices. If you want to be free, you can’t afford to give a shit if some stranger might happens to drop dead.

I care about you exactly as much as you care about me – and that is not one fucking bit. I care nothing about you just the same way that you care nothing about me. That is true equality – mutual hatred.

Friday, November 28, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited
Think of heaven as a sort of gold mine high up in the mountains, a cloud-covered motherlode that promises unimaginable riches. But if you actually knew how to reach these heavenly treasures, you certainly aren’t ever going to tell anyone else how to find the hidden wealth. And, just like your mining claim, you would actively and aggressively mislead anyone trying to approach the fortunes of this lost paradise.

Church leaders are just like a placer miner – whatever they say is specially crafted to mislead the listener. Churches are designed not to get you into heaven, but to so misguide you that you would never be able to attain the celestial riches. Every believer that the pastors manage to delude means all the more heaven for the church officials themselves. Whatever a priest tells you is not only a damn lie, but a falsehood deliberately crafted to lead you astray.  

Ministers are not trying to save you, but to reduce the competition. Grizzled priests are not there to bring rivals to heaven, but to keep the place to themselves.

The Bible states quite decisively that only a fixed number of souls are going to be allowed into heaven. The Book of Revelation affirms that only 144,000 are going to push through the Pearly Gates. The afterlife has a strict occupancy limit, and an ordinary supplicant like you will never be allowed to become one of the lucky ones – your bishop will make damn certain of that.

A good reverend quickly comes to realize that every person who gets into heaven before him means that the churchman is that much more unlikely to be able to squeeze his way into paradise. A cleric must treat each new believer as a kind of claimjumper that is stealing his birthright. The larger the denomination, the more persuasive the misdirection.  

Following religious commandments is simply devised to cause you to lose your bearings – you will never be able to find anything until you begin to trespass. A conformist is always the first to get disoriented in the desert. The only moral compass you’re going to need is your own desire.

Trust no one else’s directions and you will never get lost. If all the holy men are pointing one way, turn around and take the opposite route.

Sunday, November 23, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Some might wish that an ex-lover goes on to enjoy a happy life. Some might hope that an ex-girlfriend might find joy in a new relationship. Some might desire the best for a former sexual partner. I am not one of those people. I always wish the worst.

We live in unpleasant times. Modern democracy asserts that divorce is a good thing. Mass media insists that break-ups are damn near unavoidable. Feminists say that a woman has no need for a man’s love. So be it. I need you to come to an understanding that you can’t change cultural fashions. I’ve got to shake some sense into you. You need to accept that any relationship is doomed from the start.

If you are unlucky enough to fall in love, then you need an edge. If you ever are unfortunate to feel affection, then you damn well better have an exit strategy.

The greater your sentiments for the female in question, the more you are going to need to settle scores when the romance comes to an end. Affection is all about avenging things.

The minute you first cast your gaze upon her, you need to expect that she will leave you. Since any possible love affair will never have any future no matter what, then it is only fair that you prepare for the inevitable. Got to anticipate a woman’s duplicity. Got to be preemptive about a lover’s betrayal. Since a wife is certain turn unfaithful on you, then you want to be in a position to hurt her as much as she will harm you.

Since it is dead certain that she will abandon you, then it is only fair that you insert enough subliminal commands into her psyche to fuck her up when she finally does leave. Might as well turn those whispered sweet nothings into hypnotic commands. Might as well transform all that pillow talk into subconscious directives. You don’t just need to insert part of your body into all her orifices, but you must embed a new pattern of belief in her unconscious. You need to implant the idea that she will be wretched without you. Consider it a kind of prenuptial psychology.

I’ve never understood how some weak characters might desire only the best for an ex-wife: after all, the best would have the female still living with you – so if she has fallen away from you, then you might as well help her descend to the bottom of the pit. You can’t change the social pressure that will cause her to desert you, but you can leave enough unconscious directives to cause the woman to forever regret her actions.

If you have made another person as miserable as you are, then you have truly accomplished something.

Friday, November 14, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

They fucked you over. Make no mistake about it, they fucked you over good.

You have no future. They promised that a good job would be your birthright – but now have to recognize that you’re never going to get it. You always thought that you would have a beautiful wife and a couple kids – but now you must realize that it’s not even a possibility. You always assumed that you would have a happy life – but now, you’ve got to accept that this ain’t never going to happen. 

Things are never going to get better. You can’t change things. You can’t fix things. You’re going to suffer no matter what.

They did this to you.

That made you feel like this. They gave you this anguish. The only thing you’ve got ahead of you is even more misery than you have now. If you had any self-respect, you would make them experience as much pain as they have given you.  

An eye for an eye. That is God’s law.

Do you have the guts to make them pay for what they did to you? Do you have the balls to get retribution? Well, do you, punk?

Saturday, November 8, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Only save yourself.

Only you are worth saving.

In any emergency, trying to save other people will not only put your own personal safety at risk, but it will leave the entire population in peril. Trying to save strangers will only result in more death and destruction than the actual disaster itself. In an actual emergency, there will always be a few unlucky victims who will
perish – but trying to save the lives of these few unfortunates will put the entire populace in danger.

You don’t ever want to attempt to rescue a drowning man – you will only get dragged under the water. You don’t care for someone with an infectious disease – otherwise, you risk contracting the virus. You don’t share your food with a starving man – you’re just postponing his inevitable starvation and you yourself might well become malnourished.

It is always best to cut your losses: let those other people that are fated to die come to realize their destiny. Don’t interfere with the ill-omened. Trying to change someone else’s lot in life will only result in misfortune for everyone.

Let us see the hand of providence in one example. No fire drill has ever saved
a life – not once, not one occasion. Instead, a fire drill is a dangerous bit of safety theater that costs the lives of overly-trained citizens. Like everything else practiced and promoted by liberals, the fire drill is a counterproductive performance that only encourages people to ignore an actual emergency.

Fire drills are a nuisance – nobody takes them seriously; in every drill, people take as long as possible to gather their possessions, to finish their snacks, to gab with their acquaintances, and finally to get out of the building. People ignore fire alarms because they think the noise is just another compulsory exercise run by self-righteous authority figures. After suffering through a series of well-intentioned practice sessions, no one is ever going to take an alarm seriously in a genuine conflagration. Workers are going to think a legitimate alarm is just another drill.

Fire drills are not designed to save lives, as much as to give do-gooders a feeling that they are making a difference. Fire drills were not devised to keep retards from getting cremated, but to allow busy-bodies the illusion that they are helping people. The more the bureaucrats try to save people, the more that their efforts will only cost lives in the long run – but at least the functionaries will be feeling pretty good about themselves when surveying the charred corpses.  

The minute you try to save one person’s life, you end-up killing a dozen other people by accident. There will always be some unlucky bastard who dies in a house fire – that unfortunate person cannot and should not be helped. The moment you try to save someone who is fated to die, you end up letting a dozen other civilians perish by happenstance. Trying to save one life always results in the destruction of a dozen other souls in the process. Trying to rescue one dumb bastard will only bring about the manslaughter of twelve bystanders. You can’t save everyone, so it is best not to bother trying to save anyone – otherwise, there will always be unintended consequences.

Next time you see a person trapped in a blazing building, the only sensible reaction is to open a bag of marshmallows. Never let the screams of burning victims keep you from enjoying a good campfire.

Friday, October 31, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Alferd Packer, that quintessential cannibal of the Old West, unfortunately didn’t leave us any recipes, but he did provide an infallible way of disposing with pesty liberals that works to this day. When Alferd Packer, the conservative Colorado Cannibal, was convicted of feasting on human flesh, the judge sentenced him by complaining: “When yah came to Hinsdale County, there was siven Dimmycrats. But you, yah et five of 'em, goddam yah.” (Got to love the way they rendered dialect back in the 19th Century.) Say what you like about a guy who eats human tissue – but Alferd Packer knew how to deal with busy-body Democrats.

Those do-gooders who feel a need to dictate every aspect of your life were as much of a nuisance back in the Wild West as they are today. Communitarians were as much of an annoyance in the Gold Rush era as they are in today’s society. Alferd Packer chanced upon the only sensible way to respond to idealists: after all, you can’t reason with liberals; you can’t present any evidence that would cause liberal to realize the error of their ways; you can’t ever get liberals to change their mind. In olden days as well as modern times, there is only one way to deal with bleeding hearts: cook and consume them.

Then as now, a humanitarian is always the greatest menace to your very freedom. There is only one way to eliminate the threat of idealists: cannibalize them. You might as well go all anthropophagous with an altruist. Slice-and-dice is the best way to deal with somebody always talking about self-sacrifice. Whenever you hear the word “benevolence,” you ought to reach for your bone saw. If you can’t beat them, then eat them.

After all, Democrats are always talking how the most important thing in the world is just to feed the hungry – Alferd Packer simply gave liberals a chance to prove their words.

Saturday, October 25, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited
If you are an alcoholic, you need to drink-up and shut-up.

If you are a problem drinker, then the only way that you are ever going to find a cure is simply to keep substance-abusing.  You’re not ever going to be able to control your life unless you persist in your addictions; you need to continue your liquor consumption until you can control your compulsions.   You do not give up booze, but you accept your fate and celebrate your destiny with a drink.

Liquor is like everything else in life: your skill improves with practice.  Proficiency is never achieved by giving up your calling.  Prowess can only ever be attained by continuing with your routine as long as it takes – if your destiny is booze, then you need to stay with it until you can completely control your habit.  Mastery is only going to be acquired by keeping-up with your drinking.

No 12-step program ever healed anything, such behavioral re-indoctrination will only destroy your true nature – these “treatment” scams merely replace one intoxicant with a toxic helplessness. Confessing that you are powerless is not fixing anything – but only making you even more needy.  Appealing to a higher power is merely going to make you dependent upon an even more-expensive substance.  Just as a well-trained sprinter would never give up running when he feels a wee bit tired – just as a genuine athlete continue until he gets a “second wind,” so an alcoholic must find the courage to push through and to take another drink when he reaches rock bottom.

An alcoholic who is sober has not changed his true nature, but the boozer is merely denying who he truly is. A tee-totaling alcoholic is living a lie. An honest man empties the shot glass. Abstinence is for moral weaklings.

Obviously, not every alcoholic is going to triumph in finding his drinking tempo, but a 12-step program condemns you to fail from the start.  Sure, you might not succeed in spacing-out your liquor, but an alcoholic who drinks on his own timetable has shown his mettle.  An alcoholic who continues drinking on his own schedule has accepted his fate.  Better to be true to your sodden nature than living a sober lie.

To be sure, some characters are going to die of alcoholism – but their fate is to succumb no matter what they do.  They are meant to die, and they do not concern us.  (You need not ever concern yourself with the victims.)  If you are an alcoholic, then you were meant to be an alcoholic – you shouldn't trust to change your fate, but celebrate your destiny with a toast.

The most courageous soul is one who accepts his fate.  A brave man takes another drink.  An alcoholic who remains sober is just another coward; healing will never occur until the alcoholic has learned to hold his liquor.  Recovery is always proven by a neat row of downed shot glasses.  An alcoholic who is able to pace his drinking has attained mastery over life and liquor.  

Never trust a man who won’t take a drink.

Friday, October 17, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Surely you are not naïve enough to believe that you will be getting uncontaminated food in any restaurant. Commercial food is a kind of spittoon for the accumulated resentment of underpaid workers. Fast food is a receptacle for discarded mucus of those who have taken umbrage against you.

The employees at every bistro have a lottery going to see who can get the most repulsive items into the customer's mouth. Every gourmet restaurant has got a contest going among the staff to see who can get the customers to swallow the most disgusting object. Consider of every meal as a sort of practical joke in which the evidence gets eaten. Think of the dining establishment as a place where body waste gets recycled into the mouths of other people. Chew on that for a while.

The maître d’ might bow when he leads you to your table, but in the stockroom he is wiping his bowel movement onto your garlic bread. The server might wink when he recommends the daily special, but in the pantry, he’s masturbating into your goulash. Don’t you ever wonder why that salad dressing always tastes a bit off? The waiter may smile when he is at your table pocketing the tip, but you can be certain that in the kitchen he is spitting in your food. 

The customer is always in the most victimized party in any transaction. If the client knows that he will be placing himself in a vulnerable position, it is best to avoid the situation altogether. The chef is always going to get the better of any dinner guest. 

Would you like some fish with those phlegm balls? Would you like me to freshen-up that beverage with a little warm piss?

Monday, October 6, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited
Democracy is not a system designed to maximize individual liberty – as much as representative government is actually a structure devised to restrict freedom as much as possible. Bureaucratic systems always exist for the benefit of the bureaucrats – not for the individual citizens.  Voting wasn’t conceived to profit the voters as much as to pamper the elected officials.  Democracy was deliberately created to enslave the population.

Government officials have a weird psychological compulsion to control your life.  The kind of personality attracted to government employment always has a psychological need to control as many human beings as much as possible.  The bureaucratic mind has a personality flaw that manifests itself as a compulsion to regulate citizens.  The more restrictions that the civil servant can inflict upon the citizen, the more virtuous the functionary can feel about himself.  Each new governmental prohibition helps to civil servant to feel that he is accomplishing something.  The goal of the psychopaths in public office is to maximize conformity.  Government authorities get a weird thrill out of humiliating citizens with pointless regulations.  The ultimate goal of an idealist officeholder is to force you to live whatever he believes to be idealistic existence; the humanitarian official just wants to require you to live whatever he happens to feel is humane. 

Governments realize their goal of restricting freedom through incremental regulations. Limiting freedoms is, flat out, more easily accomplished under a democratic government than with any other system.  Self-determination is eradicated incrementally with each new regulation.  The elites expand social control by one well-intentioned law after the other.  Legislators never repeal regulations upon the people; instead, they always increase the number of rules a person is expected to obey.  Democracy takes away your liberty by one innocuous law after the other. 

Democracy controls more areas of life than any other political system. If one were to compare that the amount of liberty seized by a communist administration with that snagged by modern mass democracy, you will discover that the largest quality of restrictions upon the individual citizen will always be put in place by the elected representatives.  Add together the sheer quantity of minute restrictions, and you will find that more of an individual’s life is under the control of the democratic rulers than would be permissible under any other form of government.  Calculate the total number of innocuous regulations put in place by elected legislators and you will conclude that more of your life is controlled by a democratic government than ever would be possible under any other political system. 

While a ban on plastic bags may seem a relative insignificant piece of legislation, the prohibition is deliberately designed to appear innocuous.  Yet it is a law that affects an individual multiple times and in multiple locations each day.  While a restriction on abortion might only impact a woman once in life (maybe a couple times for a confirmed strumpet), these do-gooder regulations alter your daily activity pattern.  Just is the intent of brainwashing is to change the way that you behave, the intention of elected legislators is to modify your social interaction.  Elected official always manipulate the behavior of the constituents; citizens never determine shit.

Democracy requires that you devote more of your time to observance of bureaucratic regulations than under any other political structure.  Modern servitude comes about by taking away freedom in small amounts.  Not only are these constraints less noticeable when spread out into various areas of daily life, but the individual citizen is affected more often each and every day by governmental interference.  The sheer amount of time an individual spends in compliance to official regulations is greater under democracy than any other political structure.  The Internal Revenue Service not only restricts your financial freedom, but the bureaucrats also demand that you document your compliance to their regulations.  The planning commission not only dictates what you can do with your own property but also demand that you file a building plan to ensure your conformity.

Bureaucrats want their tyranny to appear less menacing by getting you to participate. Democracy is deliberately designed to keep you from realizing your loss of freedom by having you participate in the oppression. Representatives seem to imagine that, if they take away your liberty by one miniscule law at a time, citizens will never recognize the pattern – especially if the subject is given busy work like filling out ballots. 

Democratic despotism is always justified in name of keeping you safe.  Legislators might tell you not to drink soda or instruct you not to eat French fries cooked in the wrong kind oil – but the bureaucrat’s goal is not to make you live healthy, but to control every aspect of your life.   The government does not grope your genitals at the airport to keep you safe, but to demonstrate bureaucratic ownership over your body.  Democracy takes away your freedom one airport pat-down at a time.  You lose your liberty one shopping-bag ban at a time.

The goal of democracy is for the elected officials to tell you how to live. The establishment isn’t interested in self-reliance, but state-reliance.  The bureaucrats don’t want self-control, but social-control.  A democratic system is most oppressive style of government ever devised.  Democracy is a means of camouflaging tyranny.  Participatory democracy is a way of concealing totalitarianism.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Somebody pushing in front of you is one of those minor annoyances in life that reveal a man’s true colors. Character is never more clearly displayed than in those small, daily confrontations with other human beings.

Allowing someone else to get ahead of you in line causes several seconds – maybe even a couple minutes – to be taken away from you that can never be retrieved. If you act like a nice person, then parts of your existence will be lost forever. Elbowing you aside is an act of deliberate contempt, but accepting that shove is an action of determined cowardice. If other people didn’t think you were weak and worthless, they wouldn’t be trying to get in front of you in the first place. You must defend your place in line as if your very life depends on it – because it damn well does.

A man loses status by not confronting the small encroachments of others. While someone slipping into line ahead of you is a comparatively minute affront – a man does not lose social standing in a once-in-a-lifetime defeat, but in refusing to defend his position in tiny ways in the everyday events of life. It is how a man resists against the small infringements in daily existence that marks a great character.  

If you don’t confront your neighbor in the slightest trespasses upon your personal space, then his encroachments will only increase on the next occasion. You must face-down minor affronts immediately or else they will grow into major assaults. Before you know it, his heel will be pressing down upon your toes.

Think of someone pushing ahead of you as a test of character: if you are unwilling to confront his intrusion, then you are shown to be the coward that you are. Letting someone in front of you in a line marks a man as a pansy more definitively than a defeat in a fistfight. Permitting an act of disrespect to go unchallenged leaves your personality drenched with the stink of a wimp, a stench of the weakling that cannot be washed off. An honest man defends his position – no matter the situation. A man who doesn’t protect his place in daily life will not defend himself anywhere else in life.

No matter how inconsequential the social interaction, you can sabotage humanity by making that encounter as unpleasant as possible. Best way to protect yourself against the liberal masses is not to allow anyone to get away with anything.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited


The standard definition of misogyny is “hatred of woman” – true enough, I suppose; however, I would define misogyny as an understanding of a woman’s real nature. A man comes to dislike something not because of unfamiliarity; an individual comes to loathe the opposite sex not because a lack of first-hand experience, but because he has a rather intimate knowledge of the gender in question. A man becomes a misogynist because he knows women too damn well.

No man ever makes a decision to hate the female of the species. No male really wants to become a misogynist. Instead, you need to think of misogyny as a truthful reaction – the only possible honest reaction – and the only just reaction – to being treated in a particular way by the feminine gender.

I am a misogynist because all women are whores. I still have trouble believing that women are so simple-minded that they actually accept what men tell them. Surely a creature that allows herself to be sexually humiliated by men cannot be respected. Any gender that allows themselves to be used in such a manner has to be despised. Any person who would willingly swallow some one-night stand’s semen is not worthy of respect. How can women be such sluts?

I am a misogynist because women judge a man for his social status. If you going to accuse men of being superficial enough to evaluate a lady on the basis of her physical appearance, then you must find women just as shallow if they judge a gentleman on the basis of financial resources. While women form an attachment with a male who will advance them in the pecking order of the community, the female will hypocritically claim that this economic relationship is actually love. The misogynist knows better.

I am a misogynist because women make such astonishingly bad decisions in bed partners. Mass society says that women can copulate with anyone they choose, but that is not going to stop me loathing females for their selections. If dames prefer to fornicate with unsuitable partners, then I am going to hate the broads for their appalling lack of judgment. Choices have consequences. Make the wrong pick and you get repercussions – negative repercussions. A misogynist holds women to account.

I am a misogynist because I do not trust women. I know that a girlfriend will ultimately be scheming to entrap me with some story about an accidental pregnancy. The evolutionary purpose of the woman is to ensnare a man into fatherhood. I would rather hate a female than be fooled by the feminine. Distrust is a defense-reaction against a lady’s duplicity. Not protection against being hurt, since that will happen no matter what – but a safeguard against being taken-in by feminine deception.

I am a misogynist because women are such conformists. Women have an innate need to be accepted by her social circle. A female only does something with an eye to the recognition of her peer group. Even the very fashions she might wear are selected to merit her friends’ approval. A woman wants to be part of something, and I hate her for that.

I am a misogynist because every prostitute thinks she will make a great mother. In fact, the more of a whore, the better the mother she imagines that she will be. I hate women because every tramp seems to feel that raising a child will make up for years of sexual promiscuity. Passing on her slutty ways to yet another generation.

I am a misogynist because every woman thinks she is doing men a favor merely by spreading their legs. No matter how hapless she is in all other areas of life, every dame imagines that she is good in bed. The reality is that few modern American females have any sexual skill whatsoever; they just lie there expecting stuff to be done to them. If it weren’t for certain biological imperatives, no man would want to stick their dick in that that salmon-smelling slit in the first place. I’ve got news for women: fucking them is goddamned obligation.

I am a misogynist because women won’t shut the fuck up. Always asking questions – always talking about their feelings. Why is it that females seem to imagine that anyone gives a shit about their opinions? Hell, the main reason men prefer blowjobs is because it keeps the broad from saying anything for a few blessed minutes. I am a misogynist because I am sick and tired of their incessant chatter.

I am a misogynist because women think that they are loved by someone. A man only tells a woman that he loves her just to keep her quiet – and the broad is dumb enough to believe it. I hate females for thinking that they are loved; I hate ladies for their inability to face reality. Time for girls to get real: no one truly cares about them; no one loves them.

I am a misogynist because a woman’s body is designed for breeding. The female’s own bodily processes are as repulsive as her monthly bleeding. Her very physiology is as an affront to common sense: pregnancy is not a divine miracle but a disgusting mess. If I had some alien creature inside my body, I wouldn’t be content to allow the thing to remain implanted within me for nine months – I would want a surgeon to remove this invading entity immediately. Her very flesh makes me queasy.

I am a misogynist because, for better or worse, a distinction between sex roles has always been part of the Western tradition. I am not saying this divergence is necessarily a good thing, just that this disparity has been constant feature of Euro-American culture. Misogyny is the only means of preserving these distinctions in an era of political correctness. Nothing like defending your birthright to piss-off the feminists.

I am a misogynist because betrayal is in a woman’s nature. Infidelity is inevitable; treachery is just a matter of time. It is not a matter of seeking greener pastures – as much as finding a guy more amply endowed with greenbacks. Hating all women is obviously not going to delay a girlfriend’s inevitable betrayal – as much as allow you to place her disloyalty in the proper perspective. Misogyny is preemptive. If certain female behavior is foreseeable, then misogyny helps to recognize the pattern. Misogyny makes everything a woman does into something predictable. Hatred is always anticipatory.

At a moment in history when feminists dominate the mass media, admitting your innate misogyny helps to define yourself as a genuine nonconformist. A true individualist always places himself in opposition to modern trends like feminism. A misogynist stands against everything about the modern world.

Thursday, September 18, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Sharing is the manner in which a human being is first brainwashed into conformity. Teaching a free spirit to share is the process by which an individual is mind-controlled into becoming a communitarian.

Sharing always goes one way. You will always be asked to divide what you have with the less fortunate, but somehow the more blessed never seem to share anything with you. Sharing only goes in one direction – away from you toward someone else. If you want to be able to keep what little you have, then you must never share under any circumstances.

You’re only being deceived by the professional do-gooders if you think that you will ever get anything out of sharing. Taking advantage of the compassion of strangers is how the humanitarian establishment managed to hoard their wealth in the first place. It is always the same characters who personally benefit from sharing who are always talking about a moral duty to share. A do-gooder always tells you to be generous when he has a hand in your pocket. Don’t be fooled: never share.

The human mind is made subservient to the establishment through the act of sharing. If you are determined to breed, then you would never allow government schools to indoctrinate your children into sharing. Teaching a child to share is the way a citizen is socialized into submission to the state.

You transform a youngster into a conformist by eroding his sense of ego, and the way that society trains a child to be obedient is by making the youngster share. Every time you share something, you lose a piece of your inner self. Sharing makes you less of a person.

The act of sharing is exactly what binds you to the larger community – the keyword here is “binds”. To sever those bonds, you merely need a determination to start keeping what is yours. Bureaucrats simply assume that sharing is one of those attributes of a good citizen. Refusing to join-in becomes an affront to everything decent and liberal. To humanitarians, refusing to share is such a deplorable and despicable gesture, that it places you beyond the bounds of polite society. It is incomprehensible to do-gooders that a citizen would not want to share. 

Just as the act of sharing on a personal level will only result in individually destructive behavior like generosity and liberalism, so the action of sharing on a governmental level will only result in culturally destructive policies like foreign aid and reception of immigrants. To eliminate public weakness, you must first eliminate private self-sacrifice. To restore a heroic selfishness to civilization, you must first re-establish self-centeredness.

When it is so easy to give into what the mass media tells you, keeping things all to yourself is the ultimate mark of personal courage. When idealists lecture you to help the poor, keeping that change securely in your pocket is the sign of your true moral worth.

Sharing is for losers. Never share. Sharing is the way that the community manipulates your personality into obedience. Never share.


Tuesday, September 9, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

If you can't take the law into your own hands, then the law isn't worth obeying. If you can’t deal justice yourself, then there is no certainty that things will ever be put right.

All governments fear vigilantes; not because the officials are afraid that there might be a periodic miscarriage of justice (after all, the state-run legal system has plenty of that); instead, the establishment is frightened of vigilantes because they threaten the job security of the bureaucrats. A judge doesn’t care about making the right decision; instead, the magistrate is worried about protecting his lifetime appointment.

A vigilante no more needs official authority to do justice than an ordinary believer needs ecclesiastical authority to say a prayer. Authority is merely the way that an entrenched hierarchy justifies their own position.

Vigilante justice is effective justice. Vigilantes deal in direct justice, an immediate type of restitution doesn't need to be mediated through a bureaucracy. You don't need your basic human need for retribution to be dissipated and diluted through the institutions of the state. You don't need some government employee like a judge to tell you what is right and proper. Vigilantes instinctively know what needs to be done – they don’t need a legal precedent to tell them what is just. Unlike your local police force, you won’t see any incompetence at a public lynching. Vigilante justice is just common sense through the barrel of a gun.

Vigilante justice is swift. Citizens have no desire to waste money keeping a prisoner on death row for a couple decades. Restitution is quick in the vigilante system. It saves time if a vigilante court would also carry out the execution that same day. Vigilante justice does not keep the victim waiting in suspense for redress.

Vigilante justice is dead certain. When citizens take care of lawbreakers, no evidence is excluded because of some technicality – the eye-witness testimony of a victim is good enough. Vigilante justice is not a matter of finding the best lawyer; instead, justice is merely a matter of eliminating the criminal. It is not necessary to create a prison industry if the vigilantes are allowed to do justice. 

Vigilante justice doesn’t need attorneys. You don’t need to maintain a parasitical class of lawyers in a vigilante system; you don’t need legal representatives whose only role is to muddle the proceedings. You don’t need an advocate if you can take care of things yourself. Vigilante justice does not need a mediator.  

If someone steals one of your prized possessions, it really isn’t necessary to involve the state. If the injured party is permitted to attain retribution directly from the criminal, harmony can be restored without creating a criminal-justice establishment that requires a constant supply of fresh victims. Government only manages to insure that restitution remains impossible. 

Vigilante justice does not create a police state. Armed vigilantes dispense the truest form of justice. When the state fines a criminal, the money does not go to the individual whose property has been pilfered; instead, that money goes to the government, not the actual victim. Vigilante justice does not require the creation of an ornate administrative complex.

Vigilantes don’t have fragile self-esteem like members of a police union; vigilantes don’t constantly need to be told what a great job they are doing like government officers. You don’t find vigilantes patting each other on the back and calling each other “special” like secret police agents. Taking justice into your own frees society from all the sanctimony self-righteousness of law-enforcement bureaucrats.

Even though crime might be declining in the country, the criminal-justice industry is always growing. If the police cannot steal enough resources from genuine criminals, they will find a way to extort money from peaceful citizens. When the vigilantes seize power, the law-enforcement institutions will not able to steal property through asset forfeiture, and the police officers will not be able fill their quotas with bogus arrests. The state will not benefit from the actions of the criminal when citizens take the law into their own hands. Vigilante justice does not enrich a law-enforcement industry.

Vigilante justice is focused on the individual, not the institution. The person who is directly wronged is able to attain redress personally in a vigilante system. When a murderer needs to be punished, a family member is able to extract the desired revenge himself. Vigilante justice is personal and direct.

Vigilante justice is not corrupt. Unlike a judge on the take, vigilante justice cannot be bought. Vigilantes don’t take bribes to let the criminal get away with murder. You don’t need your restitution to be interrupted by a prosecutor’s need for campaign contributions. Vigilante justice may be brutal, but vigilante justice is not done in back-room deals.  

Vigilante justice is without mercy. Vigilante justice won't be distorted by bleeding hearts feeling sorry for the criminal. Vigilantes don’t need to give the criminal any second chances; they get things right the first time. Compassion is not wasted on those who do not deserve it. Vigilante justice is pure and without leniency. Vigilantes do not go around making exceptions.

So what if the posse might occasion ally string-up the wrong person? Human life is enormously over-rated and the world is exceedingly overpopulated. Even if the vigilantes might occasionally make a mistake – at least they will always err on the side of giving the world a bit more breathing room.  

The state justice system needs professional criminals to keep themselves in business. Experienced lawyers require experienced outlaws. Only vigilante justice will eliminate the criminal class and the law-enforcement complex at the same time.   

The Old Western idea of the rifle above the door is the most efficient system of justice ever devised.

Friday, August 29, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Individualism doesn’t just mean that the self is more important than the state – but, more importantly, individualism also teaches that personal independence can only be attained through deliberate selfishness. Individualism doesn’t just mean standing on your own two feet, but also includes standing against other people. Individualism doesn’t just mean self-interest, but also involves an active disinterest in the community. Individualism doesn’t just mean being self-centered, but that an individual can only exist through a continual rejection of society.

Individualism is possibly the most misunderstood philosophical position. Individualism is not the least bit concerned with otherworldly truths as much as enhancing freedom in this life. Misconceived because self-reliance is not concerned with improving anything in a future social order that is yet to come – as much as individualism is concerned with maximizing freedom right now.

Individualism is not about being cutting edge – but being antisocial. Liberals strive to better the social order, but individualists are more interested in keeping their distance. A liberal wants to help others, and individualist just wants to help himself. A rugged individualist doesn’t give a shit about anything except himself.

The independent individual requires constant defense against encroachment by the humanitarians. An individualist is not just a loner, but a person who continually retreats from society. As the collective moves forward, the individualist steps back. In order to exist at all, individualism must always be taken to the extreme: what is good is anything that benefits yourself, what is bad is anything that gives an edge to other people.

Individualism is the complete contradiction of liberalism. Deep down, liberals just want to “fit in” and to be accepted within the collective; ultimately, liberalism is always based upon social conformity. Humanitarians want to be the center of attention within the group, while an individualist just wants to keep away from any social gathering. Remaining an individual is the polar opposite of becoming a do-gooder. The more the progressives progress, the more the individual becomes an individualist.

By sheer chance, I happened to be on a university campus the night Barack Obama was re-elected: all the students were wearing identical liberal t-shirts, supporting the identical liberal candidate, feeling identical liberal emotions, texting identical liberal congratulations to each other. Liberalism is all about dutiful sameness – and holding obedient opinions.

The true individualist has no use for democracy – the lone wolf is caged and tagged by such conformity to mass culture. Liberals are always lecturing about how people should “come together” – an individualist simply doesn’t want to be corralled. The true individual believes in nothing but himself – and this free spirit can only exist through constant hostility to social norms. The individualist becomes a hater of his fellow man out of self-defense.

Any person who does not hate others lacks intensity, and without this inner reserve of hatred, a human being cannot become a true individualist. It is the act of loathing humanity that transforms a man from a mere consumer into an individualist. Without hatred for his fellow beings, one personality is indistinguishable from the mass mind. Individualism is not about choosing one product over another at the convenience store, but about detesting the whole mass culture.

A genuine individualist always has two inevitable components: (1) an exaltation of his own distinct self and (2) an excoriation of everyone else. Without a hated for other people, and with just a high opinion of himself, the personality remains a mere consumer. And with just a loathing of others, and with a lack of love for himself, the loner merely becomes cannon fodder for the establishment. Individualism originates not only from an awareness of having a unique psyche to defend, but also out of the active defense against other persons. You can’t be a true individualist without a basic hostility toward the rest of humanity.

Individualism shows up as much in a wariness toward others as in a worship of yourself. Individualism is as much a reaction against other people as it is a recognition of your own true nature. Individualism is not a just a celebration of the uniqueness of your ego – as much it is a contention of that unique ego against everyone else. And the egoist is going to find himself most often in conflict with the liberal bureaucrats.

Liberals want things to change for the better; an individualist always minds his own business. Activists might orate about looking out for each other, but an individualist doesn’t want to be under observation. The more the altruists work to improve the system, the more the individualist just desires to be left alone. A liberal wants the establishment to be more fair and just, while the lone wolf merely wants to opt out. The more the humanitarians try to improve society – the more the individualist, out of sheer self-preservation, becomes increasingly misanthropic. In order to protect the ego from being destroyed by the do-gooders, the individualist must always appear mean-spirited to the conformist masses.

Liberals just want this world to be more equal – while an independent mind has no use for being equalized. Idealists just want there to be a “level playing field” in the country – a true individualist just isn’t going to tolerate being leveled. A humanitarian would like society to be more just – while an individualist simply has no use for the bureaucracy’s justice system. A do-gooder just wishes that there were more kindness in the world – an individualist has no need for the kindness of strangers. Liberals tend to get aroused by talking about community outreach, but an individualist really would prefer be out of the reach of an excited communitarian. Altruists only want to extend a helping hand – an individualist never likes to be touched.

Only a nonconformist is able to protect his soul from being consumed by the social order. Only a solitary person can preserve his spirit from being absorbed by the community. Individualism is not about doing the right thing – as much as being a lone wolf is about not participating at all. To be fully autonomous, the individual must also become completely antisocial.

To love yourself – to love yourself completely – to love yourself absolutely – to love yourself unconditionally requires that you actively hate the collective.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Some would say that I have a bit of a drinking problem. Put a bottle in front of me and I will empty it.

If you ever happen to visit the cheapest bar downtown, you would see me sitting with my back to the wall, coldly watching everything going on around me. Some might suggest that I am just a substance abuser – but, no, I drink to understand myself.

I think of it like this. If you ever really want to know who you are – you could spend decades meditating in weird postures, you might even expend years in psychoanalysis – but if you find the courage to investigate your true nature, you should try getting shit-faced drunk every night. Liquor brings out a person’s true nature. Intoxication demonstrates the way a personality actually works. If somebody is naturally quiet, alcohol will make them even quieter. If an individual is normally withdrawn, then drinking will cause them to become even less talkative. If a person is regularly aggressive, then liquor will leave them all the more assertive. Booze does not transform a human being; it just makes them even more so. Alcohol is not liquid courage – never has been; firewater is more like liquid confirmation. You might not like the kind of person you discover yourself to be – but liquor has a way of making you come to accept it.

Liquor takes all the sadness and sufferings of life and does not make anything better – not even for a couple hours – alcohol just puts things into perspective. Drinking helps you to come to terms with the sorrows of existence.

Booze has taught me one thing: I’m a God-damned asocial bastard. I don’t drink to accustom me to other people; I get drunk to bring out my innate unsociability. I do not drink to become gregarious with acquaintances; I imbibe in order to make me all the more antisocial. I am not a friendly drinker; I am one fucking silent drunk. I am not tolerant when I get tipsy; I am one unsympathetic drinker. I would prefer to meticulously peel the label off a beer bottle than hear about your problems. I’d rather blackout a couple hours – and come to my senses in unfamiliar locations – than spend time with the likes of you. Say what you like about me, I might hate everyone’s guts – but I can hold my liquor.

The higher my blood-alcohol level, the greater my contempt for humanity. I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a friend beside me. I prefer booze to bosom buddies. I don’t need other souls near me; I just need spirits within reach. I don’t want laughter around me; I just want liquor inside me.

Damn right, I am an alcoholic – and if you had the liver for it, you should become a drunkard too.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited


If you want your prayers to get results, you will need to display the same sort of ruthlessness as in any other human activity. Supplication is not for sissies. Prayer is not for pansies. Worship is not for Goddamn wimps. You must pray mightily if you want to attain divine mastery.

If a couple different individuals pray for the exact same target, obviously the two petitioners cannot both receive the same positive answer – so it is first necessary to vanquish your opponent’s prayers before your appeal can get results. If you are praying for the winning ticket in the lottery, there are thousands of other believers with that same supplication on their lips – but only one worshipper will ultimately end up with the grand prize. Just as counter-intelligence is designed to neutralize foreign spying, so there must be a system of counter-prayer designed to neutralize an opponent’s wishes.

It is not the whim of some supernatural being that impels a favorable response to a prayer – as much as it the internal configuration of the invocation itself that will bring fulfillment. It is not divine whimsy that grants success to a petition; instead, it is the accurate formation of a prayer that guarantees an advantageous response. When it comes to religion, proper design is more important than devotion. When it involves ritual, precise structure is more important than sincerity.

Counter-prayer might be defined as a strategy of demolishing and dismantling your opponent’s supplications. Before you pray for something, you must first prey upon someone. Consequently, it is necessary to get rid of the competition if you want your prayers to bring home the goods. You must first neutralize the prayers from your fellow believers before you will see any positive results.  

First, you must want and wish and will the utter destruction of all your rivals in supplication. If you aren’t pleading for someone’s death, then you aren’t really praying. You simply aren’t doing religion if you aren’t imploring the utter devastation of your enemies. Your prayers must slaughter hogs if you want to bring home the bacon.

Second, in order that your own destruction is not attained through someone else’s prayer, you must next damage the supplications of your religious rivals. Counter-invocation prevents your competitor’s prayers from making any difference. If your supplications have never been successful, now you know why – inference from fellow believers.

Just as a customer at a singles’ bar must first frustrate any rivals in order to bring home a date for the night, so the believer must first destroy his neighbor’s prayers. Counter-prayer will prevent your supplications from being cock-blocked by an interfering congregation. The most certain means of sabotaging a contender’s supplication is to encourage the adversary to employ the wrong supernatural format. Your brother’s prayers must be nullified by a sort of cybernetic virus— you must first corrupt your neighbor’s faith in order for your own orations to emerge triumphant. Just as in a computer program, you must insert a logic bomb into the supplications of your antagonist.

In order that your own prayers bring home the groceries, you must spoil your opponent’s chances. In order that your prayers attain the desired merchandise, you must be certain that your neighbor’s utterance will fail. Your prayers aren’t ever going answered if there is any competition for the prize. In order that your own prayer might emerge victorious, you need to ensure that your challenger’s supplication is completely destroyed. You must bring ruination upon your fellow believers and implant ruin in their very prayers.

Just as only the fittest creatures survive in biological evolution, the same sort of natural selection is always at work in prayer.  Think of it as a kind of spiritual Darwinism, where only the strongest supplications manage to receive answers. Mercy doesn’t enter into prayer any more than anything else in life. Triumphant orison is red in tooth and claw.

It’s a dog-eat-dog world out there, and nowhere is that more true than prayer. It’s a kill-or-be-killed sort of environment on earth as it is in heaven.

Thursday, August 7, 2014


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

Every honest man has something to hide. If you want to live a life of honor, then you damn well should have something that you want to conceal. If you ever have a desire to become an individual of character, then you will need to start keeping stuff secret.

Conformists will always excuse governmental surveillance with the assertion that they have “nothing to hide.” Naturally, if you are comfortable being part of the herd, then sheep like you will never keep anything from the shepherd. The fact that you voluntarily give up your privacy is merely an act of submission to the bureaucrats. A citizen under observation will always remain politically correct. Having nothing to hide from the authorities means being forced to live an existence of complete subservience.

American democracy is designed to keep a closer watch on its citizens than even Stalin could have imagined. The KGB kept files on every citizen not to protect them from foreign infiltration, but to keep the natives obedient. Governmental scrutiny is never devised to keep citizens safe – but bureaucratic surveillance is always done to ensure compliance. The security agencies keep watch on you not to prevent harm, but to secure your conformity.  

If the special agents are going to keep you under constant surveillance like a dangerous criminal, then you damn well ought to become a dangerous criminal just to spite the authorities. What the government fears most is that you might actually be keeping some secrets from the bureaucrats. If the officials are terrified that you might actually be hiding something, then you need to start concealing information out of basic self-defense. Privacy is a matter of self-respect.

Keeping your mouth shut reduces governmental persecution. Make no mistake about it, cops have it in for you. The police will use anything that they can against you. The government will use its records and recordings in order to put you behind bars. Justifying yourself to the officials will only get you prosecuted. A guy who wants to tell his story to the police always ends up getting convicted. Explaining your side of events will only put you in prison. A free man somehow always manages to keep from saying anything to the authorities. 

Secrecy separates you from the rest of society. Just as a gentleman does all his defecating behind closed doors, privacy keeps other people from laughing at your all-too-human weaknesses. Secrecy creates a boundary between the individual and society. Privacy distinguishes you from your neighbor. A man who keeps things private ends up keeping boundaries. Furtiveness creates a barrier between you and the in-group.

Privacy increases liberty. The difference between a free man and a slave is the ability to keep secrets. A captive has no privacy from the overseer. The master will always end up knowing everything about his chattel. Secrecy emancipates you from society. There more that you manage to keep hidden, the more liberty you manage to retain from totalitarian society. 

The act of concealment gives you depth. Deep, dark secrets will give you a certain nobility of character. A man who hides stuff knows something. An individual with secrets realizes that other people cannot be trusted with such information. A man of substance is comfortable with keeping things confidential. Remaining closed-mouth makes your thinking more vehement. A wise man always holds stuff back.

Secrecy adds meaning to life. Just as a handgun isn’t much of a weapon until you load it with ammunition, privacy does not exist until you have something to keep private. Furtiveness does not make you mysterious, but molds you into an individual of consequence. Keeping secrets will give your life a sense of purpose – your ultimate duty becomes the prevention of others from discovering just what you have hidden away. Secrets are the only thing that might allow you to face the entirety of daily existence.

Privacy enhances an individual’s personality. Secrets simply end up making your personality more intense. A man with secrets knows the value of things: other people are a liability. A man who keeps things hush-hush does not give in. A man with secrets has treasures that he will not share.  

Privacy helps you to isolate yourself from being contaminated by the social group. Once a nosy altruist starts to ask you questions about your past, you will never trust other people again. Possessing secrets will ultimately force you to keep to yourself. To confide in another human being is to give away part of your independence. The more secrets you have, the more solitary you become.  

Even if you actually have nothing of significance to keep secret, then you really should go commit something. If you have nothing to keep private, then you need to go out and engage in an act that you do not want to reveal to anyone. If you have nothing to conceal, then get out and perpetrate something. The more you come to realize your true desires, the more that you will want to keep hidden.

A citizen with nothing to hide is not worth knowing. A man whose life is an open book isn’t a complete human being. An outgoing person is spiritually empty. A gregarious fellow simply has no soul. Once the authorities have captured your entire life in a dossier, your inner spirit is dead.

Naturally, the most certain way to keep your secrets is to keep to yourself. If you aren’t a loner, then your life is, somehow, incomplete. If you don’t live a solitary existence, then you are missing-out on everything that this world has to offer. Only a lonely man can ultimately prevail against the establishment.