Well, so last Tuesday I ruptured my appendix and didn’t know it. I was nauseous for 3 days and couldn’t sit up. Believe me, I tried. So I was basically in bed for 3 days and then I forced myself about. I was running a 102 fever daily but that isn’t hot for me. My first trip was to my acupuncturist who informed me that my digestive system had shut down. She restarted it… The next few days I did work, ran around the city, had some more acupuncture sessions… but I noticed I had zero appetite and I had these pains that are hard to describe. Kind of like someone was hitting me with a stun gun over-and-over. My shirt or the wind brushing against my belly made me reel as if my belly had been skinned or badly burned. Electric jolts ran from pubic bone to sternum. Weird stuff. It was wearing me down. Plus, I was often subject to sudden spells of freezing and intense shaking. I was beginning to get worn down, so I walked into the ER. They checked my blood, piss and shit but nothing came up. So I had them give me a barium drink, inject iodine into my bloodstream and stick me in a CAT scan. Then they saw it. My appendix had exploded and my abdominal cavity was filled with pus and poison. According to the doctors I should be dead, or at least not running around cracking jokes. They asked me: “Don’t you feel unbearable pain?” I responded: “For me it is bearable.”

They immediately admitted me into the hospital and hustled me into surgery. I declined anaesthesia and told them to just give me a local. I wanted to feel them digging around inside. I did. The surgeon was super cool and chatted with me as I lay there in a freezing radiology room in my Uniqlo jeans as he drained my abdomen. Then he installed a hose leading to a pus collection vacuum-bulb. I need to wear this thing until next Thursday and it really sucks. It hurts a bit, but I decline pain-killers and just put up with the feeling of a tube moving around in my guts.

The nurses in the hospital were all super flirty sluts, and I could have probably talked at least 1 of them into sucking me off in my bed but my cock was not working. My liver was simply too overloaded from poison, and now they were pumping super-strong antibiotics into me like crazy. Hell, they worked!

It really sucks, because I was working on my summertime body and that is now on hold. Ironically, I lost ZERO WEIGHT despite 1 week of not eating, constant fever and a hospital stay. However, I am losing about 2 months of progress because of this. Not a big deal, really… I suppose it is better then being DEAD. But I always focus on LIVING and not EXISTING. Sitting here with a tube in me, I am just EXISTING. Next Thursday when they pull the tube out, then 8 weeks later I get whatever is left of my appendix removed via arthroscopic surgery.

I stumbled upon this video last night, which is an incredibly candid interview with Max Hardcore. I ran into this cat a couple of times at industry events, and to be frank he scares me in person. It’s his energy – it’s like if he didn’t get into making porn he’d be a serial killer or something. When I checked out some of his work, it all made sense. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much sexual rage directed at a woman in a porn film.

People like to hate on this guy and make comments about the size of his penis and that sort of thing, but he’s possibly the greatest performer next to Rocco Siffredi, and when you factor in his equipment and his age, he’s stands a mile above Rocco. A LOT can be learned about male enhancement from this video, and I suggest you pay CLOSE attention to every word. I’m serious, if THIS dude could accomplish what he did, then what can YOU accomplish?

I should point out that Max went to jail for a few years on some stupid charges because some truck drove some of his DVDs through a town or something that had laws against his style of porn. The authorities let him keep his house but confiscated all his wealth which is pretty fucked up if you ask me, and he is not allowed to make films anymore in America.

People need to remember that women sign up for this sort of treatment all the fucking time. When this sinks in, then you’ll understand why society is really so furious that Max Hardcore: he reveals the true nature of many women in our society. Just imagine this:

Hundreds if not thousands of young, hot women in America… for a few hundred dollars, will get naked in front of a camera and have some old dude who could be their grandpa violently fuck them in their ass, throat fuck them until they vomit, and piss in their mouths. They then allow their violation to be sold and distributed all over the planet, knowing millions of men will be jacking off to it.

Contemplate that, everyone! I am not saying this is the true nature of women in a primal state, just that it is the true nature of women in our society.

The question of the day is, “What are we as a society doing from birth until 18 years old in order to produce this flavor of sexual drive in so many of our women?”

My friend posted this hilarious video on Facebook:

If you forget about the racial component of this video, it speaks a ton of truth because this problem is relevant to all racial groups.

Women do in fact throw away the best years of their lives on a certain type of man, and then when their looks start to fade, suddenly they start looking around for suckers to play. Since most men are, in fact… suckers, it is pretty easy for a lot of them to get over in this fashion.

But what can men learn from this? Female biology is wired to go for the “alpha male” but being “alpha” is much more than looks, money, penis size or how physically strong you are. Mind you, all those things are very important, but how many guys are there with these sorts of attributes who aren’t getting all the girls? Being “alpha” is much more, and one of the problems in the PUA world is that nobody has really defined what it is yet. Is it “cocky/funny?” Is it being “a challenge?” It is, but it is much, much more… isn’t it? Thugs have it. Bikers have it. Is it confidence? Not really. Arrogance? Not exactly.

Cindy Lauper said it best back in the 80s when she crooned: “Girls just wanna’ have fun.”