A WOMAN'S SCAM

The average woman has the mind-set of a parasite. Her age-old scam is to live off a man's hard work, to con him into spending his assets to finance her lifestyle. The more resources he controls, and the more willing he is to part with his cash (her conscience-balming euphemism for this is "being generous"), the more attractive he becomes in her eyes. Good-looking young women do not marry fat, balding men twice their age because they're hopelessly in love, despite all their innocent protestations to the contrary. A woman is for sale and her body is her commodity. She packages it with make-up, perfume, and wire-girded bras and offers it to the highest bidder. A woman's entire concept of self-worth is determined by the price she can command for the use of her vagina. Possessing an almost infinite capacity for self-adoration, she is obsessed with her appearance because she knows that this is what she is marketing to men. She measures her self-worth and status as a human being not by intelligence or significant accomplishments, but by how rich a man her looks can command. The more attractive she is, the more she is going to cost her partner. If a man doesn't have enough money to make him worth the time investment for exploitation, she will either dismiss him as a non-entity, or assign him to "friend" status (of course, he'll still be required to pay for her, but without any possibility of a sexual return on his investment). But if a woman scents cash, her predatory instincts hum into action. She will dangle her sexuality as bait, drawing her prey close with seductive eye contact, a glimpse of bare flesh, the smell of her body, and "accidental" touches of breast or thigh. He will be the most important person in her life, and as quickly as she can divine what matters to him, she will tell him exactly what he wants to hear. She is a master saleswoman. She will make him "feel like a man" every time he shells out dollars for her enjoyment. She'll coo and ooze and keep him so distracted with her body that the poor fool won't realize he's being bled white until it's far too late. To him, it's an exciting romance; to her, it's business as usual.
Because she is so skilled at manipulating men, a woman is a world-class con artist. In her mind, her body is simply a useful tool to extort money from the opposite sex, and so she cannot comprehend that a man can desire sex for pure pleasure, or even for the celebration of existence. These concepts are as foreign to her as facial hair. But she fully understands the tyranny of male biological drives, and she will capitalize on a man's passions without conscience or mercy. She knows very well that the promise of sex is an irresistible lure for men, that with a touch of her hand she can arouse a man to a frenzy of desire. This is true power, and she knows it, and she wields it coldly. The average man is a pawn to her sexual domination and abuse. He will buy her drinks, take her to dinner, pay for her vacations, and all she has to do is hint at the possibility of sex, even when she

has no intention of going through with it. When she does decide to take her partner to bed-and the decision is always hers, and always after he's spent an appropriate amount of money so that she can assure herself that her vagina doesn't come cheap-it will be strictly on her terms. What he wants, what his needs are, is unimportant. He must play the game by her rules, if there is going to be a game at all.
Even though in some long-ago shuttered recess of her soul she might realize that she's prostituting herself, she will never admit this, and so she feels absolutely no obligation to fulfill her side of the implied sexual bargain. She believes that a man should pay for her just because she was born female, and should ask for nothing in return. When she scams drinks and meals from men, she calls it dating; if she did the same to a stranger, she'd be arrested for fraud. In a woman's mind, a man is merely a walking wallet, ripe for the picking. He should work hard for her benefit, so that she can enjoy a way of life she would never be able to afford herself. To this end, she will grant sex, or withhold it, only to suit her purposes, and always for her gain. And even though prostitution presupposes a completed bargain, she will take money from men even when sex is the furthest thing from her mind. Thus, the average woman may be a whore, but she's a dishonest whore.

Manipulating Woman, Manipulated Men

The average American woman is a whore. Her vagina is a business, and this business is extortion. Her most cherished goal is to live at a man's expense, to luxuriate in a life without work or responsibility. To this end, she deliberately seeks out men with large incomes or with resources adequate enough to warrant exploitation; all other males are rejected as "losers" or "friends". Very early on, she learns to control her emotions and especially her sexual appetites, innately understanding that desire suppressed today can fetch an inflated price tag tomorrow. She learns to package herself as sexual bait with provocative clothing, perfume, lipstick, and make-up. By exerting her sexual power over men, she commands their psychological control, and so she can easily manipulate them into giving her what she wants most: money. The more physically attractive she is (or thinks she is), the more she is able to choose a lover with substantial enough resources to satisfy her whims. She sells herself to the highest bidder she can attract. As Vilar so truthfully observes: "By the age of 12 at the latest, most women have decided to become prostitutes. Or, to put it another way, they have planned a future for themselves which consists of choosing a man and letting him do all the work. In return for his support, they are prepared to let him make use of their vaginas at certain given moments. (At that point) any real possibility of communication between the sexes ceases. Their paths are divided forever." Unlike her more ethical sisters, the street prostitutes, who deal in honest transactions, the average woman trades sex (or more often the promise of sex) for gifts and entertainment and a lifestyle. Her body is simply a tool to get what she wants from men, an impersonal device designed to extract maximum profit. She makes sure that men are trained to respond properly when she wields the power of this tool: that they enslave themselves to her and pamper her like a princess just for the possibility of sexual fulfillment. Again, she wants to achieve her goals with as little effort as possible. This is the arrogance of woman. It is pathetic to note that in today's society, when a woman marries a doctor or a lawyer or a corporation executive, she automatically procures the same status and income which took her husband years of hard work to attain. No exertion is needed on her part, outside of buying the right clothes and applying cosmetics-in other words, slipping on the right mask. So a brainless bimbo who drapes herself on the arm of a movie star is accorded greater respect than a female librarian or scientist.
Long-gone is the warm-hearted "girl-next-door", pining for romance; her type seems as quaint as ice cream socials and hoop skirts. Vanished also are the concepts of partnership and true love. Emotions have no place in a woman's pursuit for "love", because such feelings could cause her to make the error of falling for a poor man. She

makes sure, however, that she takes full advantage of her partner's emotions, because she knows that it is men who genuinely fall in love, never women. Just as women can fake orgasms, they can falsify their feelings, and always for profit. Still, with her infinite capacity for self-deceit, she whines wistfully that "all the good ones are taken"-if only she could meet a wonderful guy who would treat her with consideration and love her for herself. But when a genuinely nice guy does approach her, her first action is to ascertain the size of his bank account, and if it isn't bulging, she will callously reject him. If his assets do satisfy her needs, she will demand full access to this capital for doing nothing more than spreading her legs. Throughout the history of humankind, women have always been prostitutes. In primitive hunter-gatherer populations, it might have been necessary for females to offer their sexuality in return for food, shelter, and protection for themselves and their children. But modern humans don't live in caves or mud huts anymore, and wild beasts aren't circling our campfires at night. Our escalating technology has developed security systems, birth control, and automatic weapons. Even though men are still conditioned (by women) to act out the role of protector-"gentlemen" are expected to open doors for their dates, help with their coats, act as chauffeurs, walk on the traffic side of the street, and pay, pay, pay today's women are working and many earn large salaries, more than most men. In 1990, it was estimated that a woman earned 72 cents for a man's dollar, but this figure took into account part-time workers. A more recent report revealed that 50% of women earn the same salaries as men and 25% earn more. Moreover, it is women who control 80% of the nation's wealth. So modern females certainly don't need a "good provider" to take care of them.
Then why do they continue to act like prostitutes? Why do they still only desire men with money, when they could be partnering with a loving man with undistinguished earning power? Is whoredom a predisposition wired into the feminine psyche? Perhaps. Women are physically much weaker than men, their brains demonstrably smaller and not constructed for problem-solving, so dependency could have distinct evolutionary advantages. But the real answer has to be discovered in the turbulent world of cellular chemistry, in the hormones which race so headily through a man's bloodstream.
Women are whores because men live at the mercy of their sex drives, and so are easily manipulated. Women extort money from men because they can, and who better to fleece than a rich man?
Never before have females been so brazenly mercenary as today's "liberated" woman. Feminism, which masquerades as a philosophy which would celebrate character over materialism, has become nothing more than a license to exploit men. So-called "liberated women", haughtily waving the banner of "equality", sneer at men with average earning power, and scorn them as "losers", because these men have nothing to offer them. If a woman were truly egalitarian, wouldn't she want to select a mate based on who he is, not what he has? But this is not the case. Today's feminist wants to earn her money, and keep it, letting her partner pay all expenses. For these women, "equal rights" means rationalized greed.
Since women are relentlessly shallow, and care only about what is of immediate benefit to them, the acquisition of money is the absolute bottom line in all their choices about the male population. But this is a certainty which a woman will never
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admit, even to herself. Instead, she will take a fierce stance denying her whoredom-after all, self-deception and hypocrisy are vital to the maintenance of the Pollyanna illusion of her life. As Mom always reminded her, "Nice girls don't"-that is, unless they're paid enough. She can cite stories about the girl in school whom all the guys "used", and who was so scorned and disrespected (not by the guys, of course). Yet she faithfully ogles her soap operas and devours magazine articles about women sailing the Greek Islands or hob-nobbing at elegant parties for the mere price of rolling over on their backs. The lusty girl from school was "cheap" because she wasn't getting paid for it.
It is always necessary to judge a woman by her actions, never by her words. All women lie, especially to themselves. She will swear she has no interest in money, yet she callously rejects anyone with an unimpressive salary (unless she thinks she can goad him into a more lucrative career), while offering herself without compromise or conscience to a big spender with a platinum card, even if she is not physically attracted to him. In our era of explosive technology and entrepreneurial freedom, many "nerds" are capable of generating fortunes, and where there is easy prey, there are cunning predators. Dating and marriage, once voyages of discovery and partnership, have become nothing more than sexual blackmail. Few women want to put forth the hard work and sacrifice it requires to earn significant amounts of capital; instead they demand a large payoff just because they are biologically female. It is one thing to live off a man, but quite another to deny it. The intricacy of a woman's self-deceit is astounding and complex, and while she may secretly be aware of her calculating motivations, she will rigorously defend herself against any invasion of the truth. She believes in her personal innocence and virtue, camouflaging her prostitution with such euphemisms as "I'm looking for a professional man" or "I don't care how much money a man makes, but he has to have a status job" or "I don't need a man's money-I have my own money" (while she's toiling away at an unskilled job, lives in a dilapidated apartment, and is insanely jealous of any woman she knows who's married to a doctor or a lawyer). The articles and advertisements in the magazines she reads offer her no instruction about how to be successful at work with business skills (this is the province of men's publications); instead, they teach her how to more profitably merchandise herself with cosmetics, clothing, and locating herself where the rich men are. She lies to herself whenever she rejects a man without a "good" job, because if she didn't, she would have to admit that his income is all she really cares about. She would be forced to admit to herself that she's a whore. So if a man were to offer her a hundred dollars to go to bed with him, she would be outraged and morally offended. But if he were to spend the same amount at an upscale restaurant, she might-if he slavishly succumbed to her hypocritical game-allow him to have sex with her. In either case, the deal is the same-her body for cash-but by accepting a meal instead of dollars, she can sugarcoat the transaction with "romance", thus enabling her to perpetuate her "I'm a nice girl" fantasy. A man will not get laid until a woman has convinced herself that she is not a whore-that is, until she has forced him to pretend that he has no sexual interest in her, while simultaneously paying an exorbitant price for her company.
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But what if her date took her out for a fast-food hamburger, or worse yet, logically used a coupon? Supposedly, in her mind, since she believes she's not trading sex for

money, it shouldn't make any difference. The point would be to simply enjoy the company of her escort. But woe to him, even if he's the nicest guy on the planet. She would instantaneously brand him as "cheap" and "having no class" and never see him again, all the while continuing to persuade herself that a man's personality is far more important than the thickness of his wallet. And sex would not even have crossed her mind. Her date would have committed the blackest of sins-by taking her to an inexpensive restaurant, he has implied that her body isn't worth very much. A man will always have to pay and pay dearly-to be allowed to enter her bed.

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