I actually intended to buy a book on the siege of Leningrad, but by the time I realized my mistake I was already a third way through and unable to put it down.
The Battle of Stalingrad was the decisive battle of World War 2, not D-Day as American propaganda may have led you to believe. By the time the battle on France’s beaches occurred, the German army was already in full retreat on the Eastern Front and severely weakened in the West. As awful a man as Stalin was, he won WW2 for the allied powers. The American loss of 0.32% of its population doesn’t begin to compare to Soviet Union’s 13.88%.
The closest humanity came to hell on Earth was Stalingrad. The loss of life and suffering was staggering, and decades after the battle they were still finding human remains. For Russian soldiers crossing the Volga River to defend the tiny sliver of city they still controlled, it was guaranteed death. Many wouldn’t survive even a day. There was no escape from the reaper because the Soviets put NKVD secret police soldiers in the rear to shoot anyone who tried to run away. That’s what it took to defeat the Germans, who got overconfident against the “inferior” Slavs. The Americans or British would have surrendered had they encountered the same situation.
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. If you like to read about war then you’ll like it, too.
“Women were often forced to offer their emaciated bodies to survive or to feed an infant. There are reports of improvised brothels in the ruins. In several instances, love of a sort grew in the unpromising circumstances between Russian women and German soldiers. It was almost invariably a fatal liaison.”
“The survivors were so badly starved that when their rescuers gave them bread and sausage from their rations, most died immediately.”
“Survival often ran counter to expectation. The first to die were generally those who had been large and powerfully built. The small thin man always stood the best chances.”
This is an allegorical novel about a young man trying to find purpose and meaning in life. If you liked Siddhartha then you’ll like this short book, especially since it appears that the author has studied Buddhism.
I think the writing is just average, but the message is strong and it will encourage you to keep at whatever project you’re trying to succeed in.
“The secret of life is to fall seven times and to get up eight.”
“When someone makes a decision, he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the decision.”
“Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.”
Recommended by Ricky Raw, this is the best sales book I’ve ever read, written by a real-estate agent who shares what he learned from being a broker for large apartment deals. Some of the methods he uses to close deals are nearly identical to what I use to close pussy.
I like how the author stresses getting paid instead of just closing the deal. Many times you hear a guy say, “I went out to the bar and got a number and make out.” That’s nice, but he didn’t close shit. I don’t care how many numbers and make outs you have, but until you fuck, you are not a closer—you’re merely accumulating prospects. He also urinates on “be positive” advice that is common in self-help circles. His ruthless, no-bullshit take on deal closing was very refreshing.
The author teaches you that in sales it’s important to:
-hope for the best but expect the worse
-build a few solid prospects instead of dozens of bad prospects
-be able to recognize the types of people who will “steal your chips”
-not worry about offending someone in the pursuit of your interests
-establish a strong “posture” that ensures the deal will be closed
-make your target think that closing the deal isn’t a big deal for you, that you have a lot of other deals going on
-be able to judge how desperate sellers or buyers are
-be both willing and determined to walk away
-understand that you’ll always get burned from a deal gone bad even if you guarded your chips carefully
-become best friends with the law of averages
The book was a great, entertaining read, that while is better served for business use, has principles that directly apply to game. I highly recommend it.
This is a compilation of short stories by English Teacher X, an American guy who has taught English abroad before I even knew what travel was. His stories of traveling, teaching English, and chasing girls give a great taste of what it was like to be on the road during the 90’s and 00’s in those former pussy paradises that are now inundated with hordes of gash hounds like myself.
“I can’t say the world had disappointed me exactly, but I’d disappointed myself in how little I’d seem to get out of it. So you go to India and stay in a cheap hotel, see a sight or two, eat some local food, talk to some locals, but not many because they’re inevitably trying to rip you off by getting you to buy a carpet or something from their cousin’s souvenir shop. Was this enlightenment? Because it felt like the same old shit.”
At times I thought that I was reading something that I had written.
“He was typical of the ‘new breed’ of English teacher—hated everything about it, but could live a lot better and get laid a lot more abroad, so he wasn’t going home anytime soon.”
His crisp writing wastes no words. If you like my travel writing, you’ll enjoy this book.
I have absolutely no interest in being an English teacher, but I was thirsty for more of his writing style so I bought this book and knocked it out in two days.
“Why are [foreign] students all over the world studying English? To get right in that big rat race that you’re so eager to leave behind.”
He goes over the state of teaching English abroad, his experiences, and some specific teaching techniques. You’re more likely to enjoy this book if you have some interest in language or travel. That said, there were plenty of laugh-out-loud moments, usually involving excess drinking or trying to sleep with female students.
I was on a war kick so I decided to take a look at this piece of historical fiction, which is basically the book version of the movie 300 without all the homoerotic imagery. It gives you a good background of the Spartan war machine, their society, and the logistics of war in that era. It was an entertaining book with well-written action scenes.
“Dienekes says the mind is like a house with many rooms. There are many rooms one must not go into. To anticipate one’s death is to go in one of those rooms. We must not allow ourselves even to think it.”
This book is an attempt to apply libertarian philosophy as a template for a person’s entire life instead of just for the political realm, with most of its advice concerning personal relationships.
“You have tremendous control over your life, but you give up that control when you try to control others.”
The author tells you to embrace other people’s natures while listening to your own, and to go after your own interests above all others, even that of your family. This book could be retitled “Finding Freedom Through Selfishness,” and it’s pretty close to how I’ve been living my life the past ten years.
Instead of trying to change the broken culture I come from, change American women, or change bosses I didn’t like, I simply constructed a lifestyle from the ground up based on my personality and needs. Instead of protesting and trying to change the world, I changed myself (starting with learning game) and worked around the system to get what I want. This strategy has worked for me.
“You’re in the identity trap when you try to be interested in something because it’s expected of you, or when you try to do the things that others have said you should do, or when you try to live up to an image that others say is the only legitimate, valid image you’re allowed to have.”
The book encourages you not to bother trying to change the world. Work on changing yourself and finding your own happiness. Let other people waste their energy in fruitless endeavors where they must convince thousands or millions of people in order to make small, incremental changes. Fuck the herd and beat to your own drum.
“Improve your own situation without having to go to the trouble of making others agree with your way of thinking.”
Read this book if you want a great motivator to get off your ass and make a big change. All the excuses you probably make to prevent yourself from acting will be addressed in this book, which is like a 4-Hour Workweek from the 1970s that covers all aspects of your life instead of just money.
“There’s always a way [to happiness]—as long as you’re not looking for ways to change others.”
While the book is out of print, the PDF was available in the first page of the book’s google results last time I checked.
This is the story of the Hell’s Angels motorcycle gang when they started gaining nationwide notoriety in the mid 60s. They were both feared and admired by the suburban stiffs who were fascinated by their drunken and violent ways. Many a “good girl” would throw herself at the Angels for sex, and during their peak they had as many groupies as famous rock stars.
The book is one of the earliest I’ve read that goes into false rape accusations. A girl would want to get fucked by some bad boy Angels, realize that it was a less romantic experience than she had hoped for, then cry rape the next day, sort of like what happens these days. One passage painted a vivid account of a gang bang/rape that gave me a little boner:
“A hard core of eight or ten kept at her for several hours. In all, she was penetrated in various ways no less than fifty times, and probably more.”
If you’re a fan of Hunter S. Thompson’s other work then you’ll no doubt enjoy this one.
A semi-autobiographical book by Charles Bukowski. It’s about an alcoholic writer who becomes mildly famous and suddenly has young, beautiful women throwing themselves at him. The story is essentially a bunch of field reports of girls he fucked, written in the Hemingway style of short declarative sentences. This book will be most interesting to you under three conditions:
1. You personally knew Charles Bukowski.
2. You’re a man who doesn’t know what it’s like to easily fuck a lot of girls.
3. You’re a woman.
I felt like I was reading the blog of an old guy excited to be getting laid. It contains fine writing, but it’s really hard to read a book about a guy’s life when it’s less interesting than yours. This is one of those books that was groundbreaking when it was first published, but wouldn’t get much notice if it was released today.
“That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.”
“A man could lose his identify fucking around too much.”
I read this book because I was a strong fan of the author’s related work, The War of Art, but it doesn’t come close to comparison. It’s a fluffy, brief work that reads more like a Seth Godin book than something containing insight that I haven’t seen elsewhere. I can see how it can be mildly motivating to some, but you’ll be better off reading The War of Art.
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