My greatest blackpilling event was probably when I volunteered to do "hometown recruiting" when I was in the Coast Guard.
I drove to dozens of high schools all over Northern NY, talking to kids about life in the USCG.
Met hundreds of students -- got zero applicants.
I had assumed that it'd be a very easy thing, particularly because at the time, the CG was desperate for new recruits (which was very unusual).
So all I had to do was find the young men, tell them about the legitimately adventurous life that the USCG could offer them, share my glowing review of my time in the branch, and get them in contact with the recruiting office. The door was wide open for them to make what would certainly be one of the best decisions in their young life.
Instead of finding adventurous young men, I found visibly distressed, obese, effete, proudly lazy teenagers whose primary concern seemed to be about whether the job was "easy" and whether you get cell service when underway on a Coast Guard ship. Many were visibly high on marijuana, clad in sweatpants, long-haired, dead to the world.
Their interest was only vaguely piqued at the idea of the GI Bill. And at any appeal made to the bold adrenaline and selflessness of Search and Rescue operations at sea, I was met with bafflement and total disinterest.
At first, I thought it was a fluke -- that the school I visited first simply had a student body that was particularly dysfunctional. But soon, I found myself having the same experience at every school, without exception. And this went on for weeks. Day in, day out, the portrait of America's youth I saw was dismal.
If you ever wonder why I seem to have developed a passion for telling young men to get their asses in gear, to grow up, grab life by the horns, and to reject all forms of self-pity and passionlessness -- I think I picked it up when I did Hometown Recruiting.
Well done for doing this - makes my blood boil all over again. Watching them lie was like living in an alternate reality - so many people were blinded/deceived & untold damage was done to vulnerable populations all over the world, not to mention to generations of young people who grew up with anxiety because they were told the planet was imploding. And all the billions they stole from taxpayers for their BS green technology slush fund.
And now... the rest of the story.
Every year, families across America gather around the television.
They watch a bald kid try to kick a football. A beagle dance on a dog house. Charlie Brown get a rock instead of candy.
They laugh.
They don't know they're watching a man's autobiography.
When Charles Schulz was a boy, the other children called him Sparky. The name of a horse in a comic strip. A joke horse.
He failed every single subject in eighth grade.
Not one or two.
Every. Single. Subject.
But the grades weren't the worst part.
Paul Harvey told this story, and his voice cracked on this line:
"Sparky wasn't actually disliked by the other youngsters. No one cared enough about him to dislike him."
He wasn't hated. He was nothing.
The one thing he had was his drawings. He submitted cartoons to the school yearbook.
Rejected.
He wrote to Walt Disney. Poured everything into the drawings.
The reply was a form letter. Disney only hired the very finest artists. Sparky was not among the very finest.
Harvey paused there. Then: "I think deep down, Sparky expected to be rejected."
This is where the motivational speakers lie to you.
The rest of the story isn't about winning.
Sparky didn't try to prove them wrong. He wrote his autobiography in cartoons.
He drew himself. The loser. The kid who failed everything.
He named him after himself.
Charlie Brown.
You know what Charlie Brown never does?
Win.
His kite crashes. Lucy pulls the football. The Little Red-Haired Girl doesn't notice him.
And sixty years later, we still watch.
Not because Charlie Brown succeeds.
Because Charlie Brown keeps showing up.
Here's the part even Paul Harvey didn't tell.
Schulz taught Sunday school. He read the Bible so constantly his strips are filled with scripture.
When network executives tried to cut Linus reciting Luke 2 from the Christmas special, Schulz refused.
Either the Gospel stays, or there's no special.
It stayed.
A boy called a horse.
A student who failed everything.
An artist Disney rejected.
Planted the Gospel of Luke in front of sixty million homes.
The loser became the messenger.
God has a history of using the rejected ones.
Moses had a stutter. David was the forgotten son. Peter denied Him three times.
The kite never flew.
But the Gospel did.
Still falling?
Good company, brother.
Get up.
He's not done with you yet.
A Dominion contractor with two degrees, swore under oath in her affidavit after working 27 hours at Detroit's TCF Center that she witnessed MASSIVE amounts of clear election fraud involving late-night ballot dumps.
She detailed how her manager, Nick Economagunas (part owner of Dominion), ordered her there instead of the Detroit elections building.
She saw vans FULL of ballots arriving, photos of people carrying ballots out of a "Chicago warehouse," and at 4:30 AM, Mr. Baxter personally brought in boxes from the rear entrance.
She stated each box holding approx 600 ballots, totaling around 50,000 ILLEGAL ballots dumped onto tables just before a 6 AM shift change!
This is exactly the kind of election fraud we've been warning about that was running RAMPANT across the country during the 2020 election!
This is the difference in hospitality when you visit an American BBQ restaurant vs a restaurant in a Somali Muslim area
You can’t watch this video and come to any other conclusion other than we do not want this in our country. We need mass deportations
The fact that this even exists in America should horrify every American
Keep in mind when journalist @David_Khait is harassed and told he must leave the area, he’s not doing anything that should cause a confrontation. He is simple visiting an area in Georgia called “Little Somalia” and ordering food, he sits down and eats it. He causes zero problems yet is told he’s not welcome there. They even reference his white skin color as a reason he can’t be there
On the Jonah Hill talking trash about being able to beat people up because he does BJJ thing...
First off, I don't know what level he's at or how hard core his gym is. He could be a total schlub at a McDojo. He could be on the peak high atop Mount Dunning Kruger. When I googled it said he was a white belt (which means newb, which means you shouldn't be talking trash) but that article was from a couple years ago. Assuming he's been training that whole time he's probably a blue belt.
Blue belt is the second rank. Those are guys who've been training between 2 (if you're athletic and work hard) to 6 years. After that is purple, who will kill you. And brown, who will extra kill you. And then black, which will kill you and giggle while doing so. BJJ belts take about 2-4 years per rank. So by the time someone is a black belt they've probably been training for at least 10 years. Usually more.
(I am coming up on 2 years. I'm a schlub. I'm a nobody at this who makes no claims to being good myself, but I've watched what good is. I'm just trying to explain this for the masses)
Getting away from Jonah Hill's ego the ugly fact of the matter most regular people don't realize is that even an average blue belt would absolutely demolish a regular untrained human being and it wouldn't even be close.
Until you actually go to an MMA or BJJ gym and try to fight somebody who has actually trained to that level you don't even sorta realize just how helpless you are.
The big middle part of the human bell curve simply can't fight at all. And no, when the time comes you won't "see red" or "just stand up". You'll get taken down by the competent grappler, gas out in about 30-40 seconds, and then he will tie you into a pretzel.
Somebody who actually has some fighting training would do much better. Somebody who wrestled in high school will do far far better. Wrestlers are scary. But average human beings (or this case, Hollywood actors, so honestly probably way less than average toughness) are getting their clothes folded while they are wearing them.
Sorry guys. That's how it is.
Yes. Size and strength does absolutely play a part. That's why weight classes exist. However, even if you're a big strong dude, if you are new to grappling, the first time you go against a smaller blue belt unless you get super lucky he's still going to take you down, and since grappling is a weird, full body, cardio from hell workout, you're going to get gassed fast, and then he's going to mess you up and you won't understand what's happening until it's too late.
I'm 6'5" 300 and fairly tough. When I first started I got obliterated by blue belts who weighed 200. That's not an exaggeration. That's just the humbling reality of the situation. I got my ass kicked a lot (and still do). It's a wonderful ego check.
I've seen guys come in who are young studs, I'm talking super strong, power lifters, college athletes, military studs, prime of their life. And I've seen them get destroyed by forty something blue or purple belts way smaller because of technique and fight cardio.
That last one I can't overstate the importance of because you can be a marathon runner and get gassed rolling. It is an entirely different kind of effort and it takes practice to understand how to do it efficiently. Regular people have got like 30 seconds of fight in them and that's it. BJJ guys get used to five minute rounds, and even my old ass will do 2 or 3 of those a night. 4 if I'm feeling lucky!
So Jonah is talking some trash, sure, (in context the video it is way clearer than the transcript that he was being funny), but he's not necessarily wrong. And it's not because he's super awesome, it's just that most regular people aren't.
Now, a celebrity like Tom Hardy on the other hand, who has earned a legit brown belt (at about 3 years per belt IIRC) and who routinely competes in tournaments, he'd be able to beat the living crap out of like 99%+ of mankind in a one on one physical confrontation. (plus Tom says he's on the autism spectrum, and that's kinda like a super power in jujitsu!)
But please, don't take my word for it. Go to a gym and take a trial class to see for yourself. (and extra please, spare me the comments from the super bad asses about how that training mumbo jumbo doesn't work on you because of your super human toughness, high T, and God given fighting abilities. I bet you also point shoot super good too.)
All that said, I would totally roll with Jonah Hill to see how that shakes out. :D
Reminder to go touch grass
A scientist in Japan demonstrated that the air inside a forest strengthens your immune system for a full month
The study is incredibly fascinating:
Qing Li, an immunologist at Nippon Medical School in Tokyo, took 12 men on a 3-day forest trip. These were slow walks with no breathing exercises and no set route.
Then he tested their blood and found a surge in natural killer cells -- the immune cells your body uses to fight cancer and virus-infected cells.
Remarkably, the effect didn't fade when they went home, it was still measurable 30 days later.
A control group that walked the same distance through a city showed no change at all.
Pine, cedar, and cypress trees release compounds called phytoncides to defend themselves from insects and bacteria. You breathe them in, and Li believes they switch your immune cells into high gear.
He estimates one forest walk a month may be enough to keep those cells elevated all year.
The best medicine might not even need a prescription -- just a walk among the trees.