“The regime of testing for the several hundred producers, set designers, painters and carpenters will cost more than $1.5 MM a month once cameras are rolling and several 1000s are on the set said the studio chief executive, Frank Patterson.”

Wall Street Journal

This production company believes testing expenses “will eventually qualify for the state’s film production tax credits.”

“Workers at Pinewood Atlanta report for testing days before they are scheduled to be on the lot to allow time for results to come in. A nurse performs a nasal swab for the first test; if that first test comes back negative, subsequent tests are conducted via saliva samples.

All workers on Pinewood productions have to answer health questions via an app on their phones. A completed questionnaire and a negative Covid-19 result get an all-clear code on the app, which workers present at the checkpoint atthe studio. To open doors on the campus, workers must scan a badge; the badges only work of the weare has received a negative test result.”

Wall Street Journal

As we endeavor to move forward with my movie idea, things surely are complex.

Women have the greatest power and hold the highest ranks in government and business, yet every day they cry how they’re being oppressed by the white male. They’re 60% of college graduates and the majority in the workforce, yet they say that’s not enough. It is never enough.

Give us the world, and we will call you our “equals”.

It is a misconception that Wall Street ranks are some tough guys living it large with high expense accounts and playboy habits. 90% of the people who work or have worked on Wall Street in the last decade or two are herbs with no balls and no life, computer geeks and run-of-the-mill VBA coders programmed to worship women like the rest of us. I know, I’ve worked with them. A waiter working at your average restaurant has more personality than them. They probably have only one girlfriend who has carefully screened their wallet and to whom they will get married to. They probably have a dog or two of those rat-like Scottish terriers or something. And they probably have a woman boss.

That’s love in the age of Corona. Or Cholera, whatever.

Frankly, I understand. If you don’t go with the program, they’ll spit you out. The Matrix doesn’t take any prisoners. You’re easily replaceable. You have to live in a female-dominated world. You are one and they are hundreds of millions, billions of tiny little packed bits of the Matrix. You’re living in the Matrix.

Ok, now that we know we are not referring to the novel Covid-19 virus, but to the female-centric society, you should acknowledge, and be proud of your dependency to women’s greatness. Bow to the magical feminine power.

Herb lines

“I am a feminist.”

If you tell that to a girl you met, you’ve set the record straight. You don’t wanna be second-guessed.

“I practice social-distancing.”

I heard that phase as a recommendation to preventing this virus, but I would extend it and use it as a valid introduction in any social interactions, way after the Coronavirus epidemic stops being an issue.

When you see some girls talking and giggling among themselves, go up to them and say:

“What are you guys talking about ? Is it Beyonce ? Tell me it is about Beyonce.”

I once started talking to a girl and told her: ” I vote to make prostitution legal.” She wasn’t too happy to hear that one out, so I explained myself: “With prostitution legal, there’ll be fewer abortions. Life begins in the fetus.” She left with a headache.

Another herb line: “If an orgasm falls onto deaf ears, is it still happening ?”

And another one: “I feed my (female) dog vegetable chicken breasts. What do you guys think, will she be growing breasts ?

If you have a male dog, ask the girl:

“My dog is only humping other male dogs in the park. Do you think he is gay ?” If she says “Probably” say, “So happy !”

When you introduce yourself, sometimes it pays to just introduce yourself by the Zodiac sign. Say: “I’m a Sagittarius.”

Consider wearing a white suit when you go to a club. You’ll stand out. If they ask about it, just say : “White Party.”

On this blog, I repeatedly warn about the perils of social media. (some people call Twitter “Twatter” for the garbage on that platform). I advised men to drastically reduce their social media exposure.

Here is what has been happening over the past year or two on Twitter: a phenomenon of pseudo-experts in men’s issues, “Twitter keyboard warriors”, if you will, burst into the scene.

“Keyboard” is an outdated term since these warrior bums mainly work their phones. Phone warriors is more apt. Now what are doing, these “keyboard/phone warriors” ? As the name implies, they tweet at 5000 words per hour their brain farts to the world. You might think that is OK, since it appears to be harmless (follow or don’t follow them is your choice.)

However, it is your time. Your attention.

You can never get back your time. If you sink it into the Twitter sewer following these people…

Your time is the most precious thing you have. Don’t give it away to a bum on social media. Tweeting or Instagram posting is not the same as writing.

How do you know if you are dealing with a Keyboard warrior ?

You take the most basic hints.

1. What are this person’s credentials ? What has he written, been acknowledged for, or accomplished ? (no, that does NOT include the number of followers or likes, that’s what the trolls do!)
2. How often does he(she) tweet ? If he goes at 5400 rpm… The keyboard warriors live their lives on social media. Their phone is their life. That’s what a phone warrior is. This is the basic test of who is a Twitter warrior. These people are wasting their lives away and they’ll take you with them if you let them.

And you can do your own list. *Garbage list* that it.

In the manosphere, the garbage list is long…too long in fact. If I listed their names here, these “redpill” jokers would get offended.

“ All sick and diseased people strive instinctively after a herd organization, out of a desire to shake off their sense of oppressive discomfort and weakness; the ascetic priest divines this instinct and promotes it; wherever a herd exists it is the instinct of weakness which has wished for the heard, and the cleverness of the priests which has organized it, for mark this:

By an equally natural necessity the strong strive as much for isolation as the weak for union…” –Friedrich Nietzsche -The Genealogy of Morals

I would never take someone serious who works social media for 30 hours a week. You are what you do. The phone bums have never held a serious job in their lives. I am the ONLY writer in the manosphere, perhaps the only one out there, who does not tell his readers to follow him on social media. That’s right. I said it before, it is enough you read my articles. You don’t need to follow me social media: I only keep it because if I didn’t have it they’d say I don’t have an Internet presence outside the blog.

*A Version of this article appeared on my Medium *general public consumption* blog.

1. Why am I not mentioned, since I have the premier men’s personal power blog in the world?  Ooh, Ok, only dingbats got mentioned. Got it. The worst get the spread. Good soldiers, who cares about them.

2. There are no “Twitterati”. There are time-wasters. Those who are on Twtr all the time, do they even do serious work? You can’t do serious work and tweet every hour. These people need to learn how to use social media. It seems social media is using them. You don’t spat on Twitter. Who takes this shit serious, anyway ? I thought people know every time they tweet they work for free, for Jack. People don’t even read their emails, why would they even read your tweets ?

3. No, the trading floor of old has not moved online. There is no comparison. Real world vs. Spelunky World.

4. Elon Musk seems to be a prolific twitter-er. He may be, but remember: this guy doesn’t care about you, he cares about himself. And he hasn’t “attacked” anybody. You can’t “attack” a bunch of snakearoons (Yes, I’ve invented a word here, by my count it is the second word I’ve invented on this site, the first one was nogoodnick). Once again, you don’t attack anybody on fantasyland Twtr.

5. If you compare the spares women have on Twtr with the ones men have, I’m sure women’s are as silly as men’s, possibly more so. People need to do something better with their time.

In anticipation of Tom Knows-a-Lot‘s next article, here’s an interesting video.