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I don’t understand people who waste time doing nothing with their lives. In my opinion, the only place you should be doing nothing is in the pub or on a beach in Thailand.

People spend their time differently. For the sake of fun, I’m going to look at the different paradigms male archetypes have when it comes to their time, using personal examples.

The Omega

One of my oldest children friends is sadly an omega. He has all the potential in the world, but is a complete waster. He has been unemployed since he left school (seven years ago!) and has nothing to show for it. He spends his days tottering around his house, listening to music, reading, watching movies and occasionally picking up his bass guitar, hoping that one day he’ll be asked to join a band.

Now 25, he’s never even kissed a girl – and he’s actually not a bad looking guy! It’s sad, but he does nothing about it. The guy won’t even read his best friend’s blog because he’s thinks game might compromise “being himself”.

"At least I have my morals.."

He expects that “someday” things will just magically work out for him ( maybe it will), but in the meantime, he’s busy doing nothing that will help improve his life. Don’t get me wrong, I love the guy – he’s smart, talented and good-natured, but it’s frustrating when he refuses my help to pull him out of his stagnant existence. I’m worried if I wasn’t looking out for him, he could end up as a 60-year wino living in a council house and still a virgin (but I won’t let that happen).

He makes be appreciate my time more.

He inspires me to be more productive.

The Beta

Another one of my oldest children friends (and fellow pirate) is a definitive beta – and he’s not ashamed to admit it! The polar opposite of my omega friend, this guy bought a house at 18, started a pension, and has worked his ass off for the last 7 years – and even managed to get his degree and masters by doing evening classes. He has excelled in the field, gotten awards and promotions and even been on the cover of magazines for his achievements.

He is a reliable, good, solid man with a a bright future - the ultimate provider beta. He knows that one day, he’ll be the perfect catch for some lucky gold-digger who’s spent her twenties being pumped and dumped by bad boys life myself, but now wants to settle down, knowing that her clock is ticking and her beauty is fading.

(Barnacle B, if you’re reading this: sorry dude, but you’d even said this yourself! haha)

This pic says it all.

But his betaness comes at a cost. He’s stuck in the rat race, enslaved by his pay-cheque, has a mortgage to worry about, and will have to wait until his retirement before he can enjoy the fruits of his labour. He’s resigned to working in the office all day and going green with envy when reading about our crew’s adventures (but at least he get’s to join us for a few short trips a year).

He makes be appreciate my time more.

Like my omega friend, he inspires my to be more productive.

The Alpha

I honestly can’t think of a lot of people more busy or productive than myself.  I’m not the most alpha guy in the world, but I get more ass than 95% of men.

By day, I’m doing full-time Masters degree, trying to run a business, building websites, raring cattle on my grandfathers farm, helping out my parent’s business, and learning two languages.

By night, I’m working with my editors on my new book, playing soccer matches to keep fit, dating multiple women, reading, networking and socialising with friends when I can.

I can't wait!

I recently joined an established rock band as their new frontman, so I will be gigging and touring the country for the next year. As such, at the moment I’m busy practising my keys, guitar, sax and singing skills.

In the immediate future, I have zero room for anything else in my life.

You may have noticed even the blog has suffered – reduced to a single post once a week at moment.

By September however, I’ll have a book published, have finished my Masters and be literally living the rock star lifestyle – and jetting of to party pirate-style whenever I can.

It will all be worth it.

But right now, I have work like a dog.

However, all work and no play makes this nomad a sad panda. So in a fortnight, I’m off to Oslo and the Baltics for a few days with a crew of five strong – should be fun!

Don’t Waste Time

In conclusion, this post was really just a chance to rant about how busy I am.

But by offering you personal examples in the Omega / Beta / Alpha format, I hope I’ve given you something to think about it.

Are you wasting time?

Are you sacrificing all your time by slaving away?

Or are you being productive and having fun?

In the end, life is about balance. We all need our downtime, but think about your ideal lifestyle and what step you need to take to get there – sooner rather than later.

Time is precious, so don’t waste it.

We reap what we sow. Some plant oak trees and wait decades for a big pay-off. Some plant crops that yield every season.

Just don’t be the guy who eats the seeds.

Babel

The Tower of Babel was an enormous tower built in ancient Mesopatamia (mordern day Iraq). According to the biblical myths, the survivors of Great Flood, speaking one language, went on to build the city of Babylon  with the Tower of Babel at it’s centre. They all lived happy ever after.

Well, almost.

That was until the old testament God, Yahweh, being the evil prick he was, decided everyone speaking one language was a stupid idea and decided scatter the Babylonians across the Earth and mix up their languages up for the lolz. T’was the confusion of tongues.

That’s why we have Spanish class – duh!

Creationist nonsense aside, the word Babel is now synonymous with multilingualism.

Recently, Roosh started a thread on his forum asking guys: Are you a Polyglot Player? (A Polyglot is someone who knows several languages.)

He then defined what he called the Language Notch:

This is banging a girl from macking in a foreign language. It’s the hardest metric to attain because you need to learn a new language and then adapt your game to it.

I liked this idea, as me and my crew have always been polyglot players, or  Babylonians as we say. In Rastafari, the term Babylonians also is also employed for evil-doers (like pirates, argh!).

Anyway, whatever you want to call yourself, being an international Casanova who’s loved in many languages is something to aspire to.

Personally, I have four language notches so far. I’ve already gamed women in English, Spanish, French and Russian – all languages I’ve been able to have conversation in.

Aside from that, I’ve also bedded muchas chicas just from being able to drop a few sentences of their local lingua.

Blahbio Blahbio!

I can whip out Mongolian, Swahili, Yuroba, Japanese, Tagalog, Bahasa, Levantine Arabic, Egyptian Arabic, Korean, Mandarin, Fula, Amharic, Thai, Khmer, Ibo, Hindi, and something in nearly every European language.

Often, girls melt at your feet if you know even the basics of their language - especially if it’s one most people have never heard of (start speaking Fula to a Guinean and she’ll jump on you faster than bag of rice!)

My signature move is being able to approach a girl, guess where she is from and start speaking her language. It’s powerful.

Becoming a Babylonian/Polyglot player is the best thing I’ve ever done.

Not only does learning a new language give you value, it also gives you a chance to improve your character. You can work on your speech, your tone and eradicate idiosyncrasies. You can become more sexy.

When I speak Russian, I turn into a badass tough guy. My voice gets deeper and my body language gets more macho.

When I speak Spanish, I turn into a Latin lover. I speak slowly and sensually with more passion.

When I speak Chinese… I sound like an idiot – but hey, you can’t make every language sound sexy!

There are a million reasons to learn a language. Just go for it!

What the best way to begin?

1. Book a flight to country that speaks the language you want to learn.
2. Download Pimsleur and get cracking on a 30 day audio course.
3.  Get on a plane and spit what you’ve learned.

PS  - Happy Paddy’s Day from Dublin!

Hey everyone!

I hope we can built a great community together!

ARGH!!!

Of course this list will be a little subjective but I think all guys can relate.

Girls, listen up. Here are 10 reasons why you can’t pull a decent guy.

1. You’re Fat

Yikes

When you step on the scales it reads “Fuck you!” Guys won’t pick you up if  they can’t actually pick you up. Go easy on the pizza. Allah hates fatties.

A decent booty can be sexy, but cankles certainly aren’t.

Personally I like my women under 50 kilos.

Solution?

Hit the gym. Try eating a salad once and awhile. Move to Mauritania.

2. You Can’t Cook

A chick who can’t cook is like a guy who can’t fuck.

I don’t care if you’re a beauty queen and have a masters – if you can’t cook you’re a FAILURE as a women on a primal level.

I don’t want my kids eating processed muck.

Learn how to make a good home cooked meal.

Solution?

Youtube.

3. You have too much body hair

Ahh!

You’re a yeti. You’re vagina looks like Cousin It.

Women shouldn’t have significant body hair below their neck. This goes without saying. A well groomed landing strip is fine, but otherwise nada. Keep your muff in check. Sandpaper thighs, under arm and wild bush are never sexy.

Solution?

Wax. Laser. Shave .

4. You turn off the lights during sex

Most guys don’t mind if  you’re a little shy or introverted, but when you’re so insecure about your body that you fear light – you have a problem. Men are visual creatures. Confidence is a turn on, even if you don’t rock a model’s body.

Last year in Seoul, one night I went home with a chick from Newfoundland who insisted the lights be turned off. I remember thinking: What was she hiding? Back acne? A cluster of hemroids around her anus? Between that, a few pints, a condom, and no visible stimulation, I could barely keep a hard on.

The next night I went home with an American girl. She had a face like Jessica Alba, but was plump as hell.  That said, she DID keep the lights on and she was super-confident in the sack. Her confidence, above all else, was a massive turn on.

Solution?

Confidence counts. Compromise with candles.

5. You’re a Feminist

You walk like a man.

Traditional feminism promoted suffrage and equal pay. Nobody is  complaining. But equality in terms of behaviour is not cool. A lot of women in the West have spent so much time trying to emulate men, they have lost a lot of made them special in the first place. Ironically, modern feminists are the least feminine breed on the planet. Men like women to be women, not men.

Solution?

Grow your hair long, wear a dress and get in some high heels. If you want to get laid, keep your mouth shut.

6. You’re a slut

If you don’t value you sexuality, men won’t either. No guy wants a girl who passed around like a can of Pringles. I personally wouldn’t consider a serious relationship with any girl who’s had more than 10 cocks inside her. The average women on the planet will have two sexual partners in a life-time – factoring in China, India and the like. Am I promoting double standards for men and women? Yes, because we’re different. Men of value (who are pre-selected) want women of value (sexual integrity). It’s simple sociology. You can complain it’s not fair, but we simply don’t give a shit.

Solution?

Lie. If you like the guy, make him work for it and he’ll value you more.

7. You have no real friends

Women’s friendships are usually weaker than men’s. If you’re the type who ditch’s your mates as soon as you start dating a guy, you’re a sap. Men like women who have friends. They take you out, and give us free time to bang other women play. This makes us happy as we fulfil our genetic imperative. When we’re happy in the relationship we keep fucking you, and you get your regular dose of Alpha dick – your genetic imperative. But aside from my unconventional paradigm, it’s good to have friends in your life – for balance.

Solution?

Make time for your girls.

8. You have no interests

You’re boring. I’ve met rocks that were more entertaining.

The amount of women I meet that have zero interests is depressing. Fashion mags, reality shows and and youtube are NOT legitimate hobbies. Read a fucking book. Take a interest in anything.  Have one thing you’re passionate about. Men only tolerate boring women long enough to deposit their seed – then they move on.

Solution?

Get a life.

9. You Smell

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You have bad breath. You fart occasionally. When you take a dump, we want to dump you. Men should never smell a women’s shit. It’s poison for sexual attraction. And bad breath can make the hottest woman in the world unkissable. Men don’t want to be reminded you are human.

Solution?

Always carry gum.

If you really need fart or take a shit, drive half an hour to the nearest restroom. We don’t want to know about it.

10. You’re a Serial Queefer

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Sex with you is like making love to a whoopee cushion.

I once went to bed with a girl in Moldova. Although sexy, when I went down on her, her pussy started spitting back at me. I’d have let a few blips slide (it happens everyone), but while having sex, every thrust felt like I was plunging a toilet. It was just too much.

To make matters worse, she kept coughing to try and cover it up. Trying to bust a nut with some chick spluttering & queefing is futile.

Solution?

Marry a deaf bloke.

Oh… and

11. Bad Posture… stand up straight ladies!

12. An Aversion to head… you will never sexually satisfy your man.

Guys, feel free to comment and add your biggest turn-offs…

I have 10-14 days free for my next mid-term, depending. What do you guys think…

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RANDOM FACT: The bungee that snapped yesterday in Africa – that was the same place I did my first jump!

Anyway. I get a lot of request for more pics on this site. I travel so much, yet I rarely show you guys what I snap. I’m going to change that from now on.

Here are some of my 7 random favourites from my Cairo to Cape town trip awhile back..

1. Sudan

Me at Meroe, Nubian Desert

2. Ethiopia

Blue Nile Falls, near Bahir Dar

3. Uganda

Lake Victoria

4. D.R. Congo

Pygmy tribe settlement turned refugee camps in Kivu... saddening

You can see more pics from Congo here.

5. Kenya

Zebra got game... (Nukuru NP)

6. Namibia

Quading in the Namib... (yeah,, I'm such a poser)

7. Zambia

My favourite moment of the trip...

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Bring on 2012.

So how did I do on last year’s resolutions? To remind you they were:

• Visit at least 15 new countries.
• Acquire conversational French
• Capture half a dozen flags.

So, sticking to Travel & Dating, let’s see what challenges 2012 will bring…

1. Release the book

Naughty Nomad is nearly at copy-editing stage. This spring it will hit the shelves. I don’t have a date yet, and I’m juggling  with my Masters, but for sure by this time next year I’ll be an author. I can’t wait! This one is in the bag.

2. Visit 12+ new countries

Bow-chica-waka-waka

In line with my ultimate goal of visiting every country in the world, I need to be visiting at least a dozen new countries a year. I’ve just booked my first few flights of the year. Aside from a weekend in Amsterdam in Feb, the first major trip this year will be in three weeks…

Me and Me hearties are off to the Middle East for our own uprising! We’re hitting Lebanon, Syria (border crossing permitting) and Jordan!  ARGHH!  (That’s 3 countries)

The next trip will probably be in Summer to the Caucasus ( 3 More countries). Maybe Iraq too.

September: all signs point West to a few months in Latin America, where I will tick off the rest of the countries.

3. Acquire Conversational Arabic & Intermediate Spanish

The Arabet.. get it? I is clever.

I’m studying both for while doing International Relations, so this is a fairly testable goal.

I used to have good Arabic when I was in Sudan, but I’ve lost most of it. My lessons and my upcoming trip to Arabia should bring be back to where I was and beyond.  Not sure if I’ll still have enough skills to bed a virgin though..

As for Spanish, I can already have conversations, but want to get up gain some sort of fluency. I taking intermediate Spanish which will test me academically – but picking up in Latin America will truly test me on a practical level. Bring it.

4. Capture half a dozen flags

As I mentioned last year, I’m pretty satisfied if I sleep with 6 new nationalities a year. A little sad you may think, but that’s because your not a shallow flagger like myself.  I’m not hoping for a repeat of 2011. Six is plenty. At 45 flags, I’m starting to run out of countries anyway. This means I’ll be hopefully reach 50 flags in the coming year. O yeah!

Most desired flags of 2011:
Any Arab flag – but I’m not holding my breath.

Most likely flags of 2011:
Probably will be mostly Latin American flags. Maybe a strangler from Europe or the East.

Giggity Giggity!

Fell free to leave a comment on your New Year Resolutions…

Well not exactly. At present I’m a supertramp. But yesterday, Dec 18th, as I curled up on the coach in my Malta homestay, I logged on to find the blog had hit a landmark:

Naughty Nomad has reached 1,000,000 pageviews!

WEHAY!

At present I’m getting well over 100,000 a month and climbing. I’d like to take to opportunity to thank you guys for all your support. My dear readers, fellow manosphere bloggers, and all the other semi-dubious sites that link to me – without you guys it couldn’t have happened.

Also, to all the wonderful women in my life – without you I’d be blogging about iPads.

Expect more crazy stories, city guides and general naughtyness.

In late spring I will finally be releasing the book, and thanks to everyone who has contacted me eagerly awaiting it’s release. It’s been a project two years in the making and it was a lot of hard work, but worth it.

My favourite post – the year in review will be coming up shortly, wrapping up an incredible year.

1,000,000 is just the start..

Have a nice day, kisses and hugs.

NN

This is a ripped post from Gmac and the Private man, who awhile ago did posts calling out their lurkers:

I know you’re out there. I get lots of page views and few comments. The view-to-comment ratio is about 1,500 to 1. Frankly, that’s not acceptable. The other Manosphere bloggers agree. We’ve met in secret to discuss it.

So, I invite the lurkers to post one comment, any comment. Just say hello or something. Tell me where you’re from and what you think about this whole Red Pill, Manosphere thing. Tell me your age, your sex, other blogs your read. Better yet, compliment my blog and the sage wisdom that I dispense. I could use some more fawning sycophants. Or, lay down some righteous hate on my lily white ass. I won’t refuse the comment (with exceptions).

In fact, I’m going to put pressure on you lurkers. Until I get comments from at least 25 new people, I’m not going to update my blog. This post will just sit here.

Now I get over 3,000 pageviews a day, so that tells me many of you readers are a  wee bit shy.

Lurking fans and haters, this is your chance to be heard. Comments and feedback, even the bad, are my favourite. I read them all (including emails). It would be nice to see some more participation around here. Besides… it helps me decide which direction the blog is headed.

What do you think of Naughty Nomad? What do you agree or disagree with? What would you like to see more of? Have I helped you in any way? Anything else you’d like to say?

Comments from 25 new people… that’s all I’m asking. Until then, there will be no new posts and you are all my e-hostages! Share your thoughts, I eagerly await the new faces.