Games Mormon women play: the "Suzanne" example

[_Daheshist]

To understand the behavior of women, and Mormon women, you must look to the animal kingdom. Look at the behavior of chimps and bobos. The Alpha males get all the sex, and the females "punish" the Omega males for the horribly things the Alpha males do to them. When the females are in heat their genitals swell up into hug red sacks. Of course, all the females mate with the Alpha male, or, if the Alpha is not around, a Beta male. Then, afterwards, the female goes over to the Omega male, and shoves her red genitalia, now engorged with blood, into the face of the Omega, then she runs. The Omega, of course, chases her. The female chimp turns around, and SLAPS the Omega male as hard as she can across the face, and then jumps and down laughing. This is called "Punish-by-Proxy". All female mammals do this...to Omega males. What is the Omega male? The most kind, easygoing, sweetest male in the group. The one most NOT likely to get laid. The "Nice Guy".

All female mammals play these games in one form or another. Human females do this. Mormon women....are simply human females. Their behavior is the same with other human females. Mate with the Alphas, and punish the Omegas. All Mormon females would marry Alphas if they could, but they can't. So, they "mate" with Alphas until they finally "learn" they can't marry one. Then, they relent, and marry a Beta. In between, they will "punish" the Omega for the horrible things the Alphas did to them: deceive them, and emotionally devastate them. This is done by all female mammals, and Mormon women are simply....female mammals. Here is another example of that.

In 1980 I moved down from Tacoma, Washington, back to my hometown of Santa Monica. I got a job as a security patrolman (i.e. mobile security guard), but I did not have a car myself. It went caput. Anyway, I wanted to go to a Church Dance, so I made some calls, and somebody gave me the number of a girl named Suzanne, a girl who lived about three miles away in Culver City. She looked a lot like Meghan Fox; not quite that sexy, but close.

I moved back to Santa Monica, mostly to get away from my drunken father and his nightly three-hour long drunken tirades! One time, he dropped his dinner plate all over the floor. I took three sheets of paper towels to clean it up. He ALMOST KILLED ME because I used three sheets of paper towels instead of one sheet, claiming I was "spending all his f****ing money". Actually, he was a gambler, and gambling away all his money, but he needed someone else to "punish". It was my Mom and myself, or sometimes our poor dog who he terrorized for hours. So, I went back to Santa Monica, California, where I spent most my childhood and teen years, and rented a room from a teen-age buddy. I got a job as a security patrolman, driving around in a little Datsun V-210 (something like that) with a rusted 1927 pistol on my side with the original bullets in it. Thank God I never tried to shoot it. I would drive around for 14 hours per day, six or seven days a week, checking client homes to make sure they are secure. I got about "three" response calls a night. The rest of the time I just drove around the checked doors, picked up mail and newspapers of people on vacation, and listened to the radio. I became an "expert" on rock-and-roll music played on the radio in Los Angeles in 1980-81. I made four dollars per hour, 4:15 with overtime (I worked 14 hours per day). I got off at 3pm every morning, no buses, no car, and had to walk home 4 miles. Actually, I got used to the walks and began to really enjoy them. I got to think alot during those walks. I got real skinny from the lack of food and those long, long walks home every night. When I got home I just FELL on my bed. Didn't even try to talk off my clothing. Not even my shoes. I was too tired to take off my shoes. On days off, one day a week at most, I went to the library and did research.

Getting Friday nights off once a month was NOT easy, but I exchanged Friday nights for Sunday nights with another patrolman. I did get to go to a few dances. Suanne would drive me to them. I didn't have a car. Making what I did, saving for a car would not be easy. Suzanne would rub my leg when she let me off and wink at me. She would send my flowers and bake things for me and bring them over while I was out, leaving them with my roomate Over and over again.. Oh, did she love me? No. It was all a "Pull the Rug" game for her. Long story, but, basically: Mormon girl meets boy, boy is in rock band, Mormon girls falls in love with boy and wants to marry him, boy gets baptized Mormon to please girl, boy and girl get engaged, Mormon girl finds out boy has been boffing all sorts of other girls--Mormon and Gentile--while they are engaged, Mormon girls devastated, Mormon girls decides to play games with other Mormon goys, to punish rock-band-boy (punish-by-proxy), by pretenting to be interested in them, then pulling the rug on them and laughing hysterically. So, this is what Suzanne did to me. She pretended to be intersted, I took the bate, then she said, "Oh, I could NEVER be interested in YOU.....hahahahahahahahahahaha!" She laughed at me like a crazy witch, laughed hysterically, for about five minutes. Made her "fell better" to "pay back" a guy, because the man she really loved "screwed" her, so she decided she would "pull the rug" of every Mormon guy she met for a while; at least the Omegas. She did this to me, and a few other single Mormon men in the area, as I found out later.

She decided to go on a Mission for the Church, and she was sent to the Vina del Mar Mission in Chile, right before I moved back home to Tacoma, Washington.

Coincidences do happen! On my mission, her former companion in the Vina del Mar Mission in Chile, and her former District Leader, both came to America and got married and moved into the same apartment complex I lived in as a missionary in San Jose, California. The District Leader told me a story in very broken English. Basically, Suzanne was playing the same "games" on men in Chile. She was a beautiful girl, very easy for men to fall in love with her. She played this "game" on some poor "Chileano" fellow, pretended she loved him and was interested in him, just to "pull the rug" and laugh at how foolish he was, and he promptly went back to his home and killed himself. The District Leader blamed her, and told me the entire Branch asked the Mission President to remove her. He did. The next I heard of Suzanne was that she got was back in Culver City, her home town, near Santa Monica, and got pregnant out of wedlock with another rocker; not the same one but another. Naturally, she claimed "date rape" but there was no police investigation. Young single Mormon girls and women often cry "date rape" when in fact they were simply seduced willingly into sex. I heard about her 10 years later when I met her fiance' at a Church dance in Seattle. Suzanne had by that time gotten fat, and the guy was no "looker" and not rich or anything like that. Suzanne was becoming desperate. She was not there. The guy said he was visiting friends at the dance he had not seen in years. At least she was no longer playing her cruel game. Unfortunately, I wish I could tell you that I met a beautiful woman in the Church and we got married and had children, but that never happened. Most Mormon women I met were either not interested in me at all, or like Suzanne (yes, I met more Mormon women like her), or, if interested in me at all, very physically repulsive. I discovered that beautiful Mormon women, like beautiful women everywhere, love rich men, and chase them. I was always poor, and was given the option of a fat/ugly Mormon woman, or none at all. I chose none at all.

I became friend with a Japanese-American Mormon, a friend of Suzanne and myself, who had a Masters degree from Loyola Marymount in Los Angeles. He helped me "understand" Suzanne. He would say, "I can't brake any confidences, but let me say this...." then he would explain that some women suffer from a certain personality disorder, women molested as children, incest victims, where they crave male attention, not affection necessarily, but attention and praise, but also seek to "punish" men at the same time. He called such woman "Orange Squeezers". They see men as oranges, and they want the "juice" but not the "shuck". So, they "squeeze" all the "juice" from a man (i.e. praise, attention, love), and then when throw away the shuck. I was a orange shuck. Suzanne wanted my "juice" (praise, expressions of love). She didn't want "me"! I was a orange to be sqeezed dry and then thrown away. Mormonism could not "cure" Suzanne of her personality disorder; could not cure her warped "needs" to use and deceive men, or her pathological lying and game-playing. For her, Mormonism was simply an huge "orange grove" she could play in until her hearts content. I suppose her emotional destruction of me and other unsuspecting single Mormon men did her some good. But it sure didn't do "me" any good. I hope she eventually "found Jesus" or got some good counselling, but Mormonism could not cure her. I discovered over the years that "Mormonism" can't make an immoral man moral, nor a lying and conniving woman truthful. All it could do is to give them "masks" to hide their real selves behind; like band-aids on skin cancer.

This is why Omega males always leave the Church by the time they are 30 or 35. Mormon women DO play these dishonest love-games...pull-the-rug...all the time, with Omegas. If it has never happened to you, its because you are not a target for them. If you think Mormon women are sex-crazed maniacs, it is because they ARE....with you...because you're an Alpha. If you think Mormon women are lying, deceiving, manipulative CUNTS its because they ARE....with you....because you're an Omega. If you think Mormon wmoen are basically moral and honest it is because they ARE...with you....because you're a Beta. Mormon women are ALL those things. They are different things to different men, because the pheromones are different, and the pheromones of males causes the brains of women to literally "change" its chemical make-up from one man to another.
Around Alphas women, including Mormon women, are hypersexual and submissive. Around Omega males they are cruel and deceptive "Tricksters" like the Norse god "Loki". Around Beta males they are neither but what you would call "normal". It is all about how YOUR pheromones affects THEIR brains! Their brains literally "changes" according to the signals YOUR pheromones sends to them. Alphas....hypersexual. Omegas.....cruel, deceptive, game-players. Beta...."normal". They obey brain chemistry. They obey the Snake...which is Nature. This is what the author of Genesis was trying to tell you in the Garden of Eden story...that women always obeys Nature. Always! The LORD God says "Don't eat of the tree of the knowledge of Good and Evil". The Snake says, "Go ahead...eat!" The Woman says, "Ok, I'll eat!"

THERE ARE NO TALKING SNAKES who tempt naked women with apples or figs! It's a PARABLE to explain human nature. In other words, if GOD tells women to do one thing, and NATURE tells her to do the opposite, women will obey Nature, every time. "The serpent hath beguiled me". Always happens, because females are governed completely by brain chemistry, and the very pheromones of males "changes" their brain chemistry. If you watched "Oceans 13" (the movie) you remember that Matt Damon puts a small patch of Alpha Male Pheromone on his neck, and as soon as Ellen Bursten smells it, she wants to F**** then and there...all else BE DAMNED!!!! That "is" how women are around Alphas. All of them. Mormon women are absolutely 100 per cent NO DIFFERENT! Why should they be?

The Suzanne situation, and many like it in the years that followed, taught me a valuable lesson: that Mormonism can't turn crap into gold. Mormonism can't turn basically flawed people into unflawed people.

[_Fiannan]

This is why Omega males always leave the Church by the time they are 30 or 35. Mormon women DO play these dishonest love-games...pull-the-rug...all the time, with Omegas. If it has never happened to you, its because you are not a target for them. If you think Mormon women are sex-crazed maniacs, it is because they ARE....with you...because you're an Alpha.

Two observations here. First, is this a scientific observation? I mean I always found LDS women, at least the really attractive ones I would date, to be extremely hyper sexual. I always figured it was a Freudian dynamic associated with repressed instincts, but you say it is due to my being an alpha male? So that is why my wife griped once when a sister missionary was being a little more "familiar" in regards to our discussion? Is that why she griped when a friend of my college-age son visited and put her arms around me while I was in the kitchen makeing dinner?

Second, I would offer to lend my jogging shorts to any Omega male who wants to borrow them to wear under his Walmart dress suit but then that causes me some concern. If one accepts evolution as correct then it seems nature wants to weed out the Omega male's genes. I suppose in a few generations teh LDS population of men will be entirely comprised of Alpha males and at that point polygamy will be re-established and all the women of the world will flock to our churches to mate with these specimines of eugenic perfection.

[_keithb]

So ... you're pretty popular with the ladies I take it?

Just curious.

[_Fiannan]

So ... you're pretty popular with the ladies I take it?

Just curious.

Not sure, but Daheshist seems to have found out why. Thought the reason might be that I like to exercise, but he seems to have found out that its all due to scent. Guess the least I should do is donate sperm since the church has a master plan to create a genetic foundation of alphas and THEN re-instate polygamy.

Gotta love eugenics.

[_Doctor CamNC4Me]

I guess the little bonobo monkey got tired of getting slapped by all the female monkeys with swollen red sacks.

[_Fiannan]

When the females are in heat their genitals swell up into hug red sacks. Of course, all the females mate with the Alpha male, or, if the Alpha is not around, a Beta male. Then, afterwards, the female goes over to the Omega male, and shoves her red genitalia, now engorged with blood, into the face of the Omega, then she runs. The Omega, of course, chases her. The female chimp turns around, and SLAPS the Omega male as hard as she can across the face, and then jumps and down laughing. This is called "Punish-by-Proxy". All female mammals do this...to Omega males. What is the Omega male? The most kind, easygoing, sweetest male in the group. The one most NOT likely to get laid. The "Nice Guy".

All female mammals play these games in one form or another. Human females do this. Mormon women....are simply human females. Their behavior is the same with other human females.

Don't you just hate it when you see Mormon women doing this sort of thing as dances? Is the reason Mormon women often wear dresses to church dances is that it is easier to expose themselves to Omega men before smacking them silly?

[_Buffalo]

Another one of these?

[_Nightlion]

I moved back to Santa Monica, mostly to get away from my drunken father and his nightly three-hour long drunken tirades! One time, he dropped his dinner plate all over the floor. I took three sheets of paper towels to clean it up. He ALMOST KILLED ME because I used three sheets of paper towels instead of one sheet, claiming I was "spending all his f****ing money". Actually, he was a gambler, and gambling away all his money, but he needed someone else to "punish". It was my Mom and myself, or sometimes our poor dog who he terrorized for hours.

All Mormon women=your mom whom you hate for allowing the nightly humiliation.
All Mormon leaders(and alpha males)= your father who humiliated you constantly whom you hate.

You=a fifty-something year old baby who relentlessly cries out feeling after the tits of human kindness to suckle a little tenderness in the hapless attempt heal your hysterical traumas, which only seem to mount up despite all your talent for research that never happens to prove all of it is simply tuff Daheshit.

It is okay to admit that you hate your parents. It does not mean that you do not love them at the same time. That's part of growing up kiddo and it might put a little Alpha in your spine.

I had to do this from the age of seven years old against more wicked malevolence than you could ever imagine. My faith and charitable nature actually caused my parents to stop the overt abuse. The rest of their lives they could only relate to me as their victim, which was evermore wearisome, yet I loved and served them constantly.

I take no consolation from the world. It has no power to heal you. At eighteen I was drawn to come unto Christ and he did heal me.

God does not apologize for all the weakness he gives us. It is meant to cause us to humble ourselves so that we might come unto him. If we refuse because there is some reason to feel impressed with ourselves, well, then, shucks, he tried. He is not to blame either.

[_Fiannan]

Nightlion you did an excellent Freudian analysis of Daheshist. Who knows, you might have given him some ideas to turn his situation around.

On another note, why are Alpha females being ignored by Daheshist? How do they factor into his world?

[_Doctor Steuss]

Didn't even try to talk off my clothing. Not even my shoes.

It took a long time before I stopped trying to talk my clothes off. Every once in a while, I’ll give it another go, but verbal self-disrobing has managed to elude me to this day.