I just realized the other day that 2009 was probably the best era of the internet. I truly believe the internet will never be as good as it was back then.

Today, the internet is a goddamn clusterfuck, and that’s not a stretch to say. But about 20 years ago, the internet was the coolest fucking thing you’d ever seen in your life.

The 2009 internet was simply amazing because, I think, of three primary components: Myspace, the 2009 version of YouTube, and the blogosphere.

Let’s start with Myspace. Back in 2009, the primary driver of social media wasn’t stuffy Facebook; it was Myspace.

Myspace was the shit. You could design your profile in any way you wanted, including animations, graphics, music, audio, and all kinds of crazy things.

More importantly, unlike Facebook and every other social media platform since then, the culture of Myspace was one of friendliness and openness.

If you’re too young to know or remember, when I tell you exactly how this worked, you’re going to be shocked to hear this.

Back around 2009ish, if you messaged a random pretty girl on Myspace who did not know you and wasn’t even one of your Myspace “friends,” and said, “Hey, how’s it going?” she would actually message you back. (“Hey! I’m doing great. How are you?”)

You could then actually start a conversation, make a new friend, or set up a date and possibly get laid. I know, because I did this a bazillion times.

Can you imagine something like this happening on Facebook, Instagram, or any other modern-day social media platform you can think of as a regular event (and not an unusual exception to the rule)?

Hell no!

But on Myspace back in 2009, this shit was the norm.

I had sex with a lot of attractive women back then using nothing but Myspace. Myspace is also how I met the long-term girlfriend I had before I met Pink Firefly.

It was beautiful. Tom Anderson was a god damn genius.

Next, you had the 2009 version of YouTube. Again, what I’m about to say might blow you away…

Back then, when you had subscribers to your YouTube channel, they actually saw your content(!).

The front page of videos was actually based on videos that were popular and that people were talking about, not something the corporate YouTube algorithm was pushing.

There was an algorithm but it was weak and didn’t do shit as compared to the left-wing, corporatist, statist, biased, unworkable shitpile it is today.

Titles of videos and thumbnails actually and accurately described what was in the video or thumbnail(!). Clickbait existed, but it was rare and shunned instead of the norm it is today on YouTube.

You had unlimited free speech on YouTube and you could say literally anything you wanted with no restrictions, no demonetizations, and no bans.

It was absolutely incredible. I think people today are either too young to know or old enough to know but have forgotten how amazing and revolutionary the original version of YouTube was.

Lastly, back in 2009, instead of Twitter, the driving source of information and debate online was the blogosphere. This meant that if you disagreed with someone, you actually had to sit down and take the time and effort to write an article explaining your views in detail.

It wasn’t like Twitter, where you can just send a quick, snarky, insulting tweet, then the people who already like you jerk off and talk about how awesome you are and the people who hate you simply return an insult of their own, perpetuating a kindergarten level of discourse.

No, back in 2009, if you disagreed with someone on the internet, you actually had to construct an argument, using logic, facts, and data. Parish the thought!

The blogosphere, which I was a strong part of, was amazing because if you found two people or ideologies who disagreed with each other, you could look at both sides’ arguments and make an informed decision for yourself.

This is instead of debate on social media today, which is a bunch of anger, reactivity, irrationality, tribalism, virtue signaling, clickbait, pandering, and personal attacks.

I honestly look back at the Internet around 2009 with the same nostalgia I look back on the 1980s. An absolutely wonderful, exciting, educational time of enriching your life that we will probably never see again.

One of the primary reasons that Westerners are so unhappy today is that they marry the country they happen to currently live in.

If this were 40 years ago, that might be fine. But in the modern era and in the middle of a collapsing Western world, this is a terribly stupid and chaotic idea.

I do something very different, and I’ve been talking about this for many years now. Whenever I move to a country and settle there as a living flag, I never marry that country. Instead, I date that country.

You know the difference between marriage and dating. In marriage, you have to make everything work. If something doesn’t work, you do your best to correct it because you don’t want the catastrophic option of getting a divorce or having to murder your spouse.

When you date someone, if serious problems come up, no problem, you just leave. (That’s of course assuming you don’t have oneitis, but that’s a topic for another time.)

Dating someone is a lot safer than marrying someone.

If you marry someone, you have a long-term vested interest in what that person does or does not do.

As I’ve talked about in my books and blogs, the challenge with that is if that person changes at any point in the next 57 years, even if it’s not your fault, and even if you had nothing to do with that change, you are basically fucked.

Whereas if you’re dating someone, you can spend a little time correcting it if you want, but if it’s a serious problem and you get nowhere with it, you just end the relationship and move on to someone else.

To be clear, I am not talking here about real marriage to a woman or actually dating a woman. I’ve been married for almost ten years (nonmonogamously, of course, OLTR Marriage), and I think it’s great, and I love my wife.

But we’re talking about countries here, not women.

Marrying a country is even worse than marrying a woman because if you’re married to a woman, you can make the argument that you have some control over what she does.

But shit, if you marry a country, particularly a large, powerful, bloated, collapsing Western country, you have literally zero control over what that country does, the stupid shit it engages in, and its long-term future.

All you can do is sit around, cross your fingers, freak out, and complain on Twitter. (And of course, vote in stupid Presidential elections that give you a slight emotional charge for a few weeks but don’t change a fucking thing, something Americans in particular still haven’t figured out.)

I’ll be very specific. Here’s the difference between me and the majority of you reading these words.

I live in Dubai and Paraguay. As I type this article, I am sitting comfortably in Paraguay, taking in the clean, fresh air and admiring the view after arriving a few days ago from Dubai.

You probably live in the Collapsing USA, Cuckoo Canada, Suicidal Europe, or somewhere similar. God help you.

Unlike you, I’m not married to where I live.

This means I am not married to Dubai nor Paraguay.

I love Dubai and Paraguay, but if they really piss me off or do something I don’t like, within 60 days at the very most, I will be gone. I will move out of the country and never return (except perhaps to briefly visit my women there, maybe).

I can do that because:

1. I’m location-independent, with 100% location-independnet income.

2. I have a full Five Flags setup (multiple permanent residences, bank accounts in multiple countries, etc)

3. I don’t emotionally marry any country, even if I really love it.

Does that mean I dislike Dubai or Paraguay? Not at all. I love these two countries.

Dubai and Paraguay are fantastic countries to date. They’re not perfect because no country is, but these two countries are totally hot, have long blonde hair, big boobs, they’re great in bed, and they treat you right.

Unlike the Collapsing USA, who is an angry, overweight bitch who screams at you all day and starts useless fights with everyone.

Or Cuckoo Canada, who is completely crazy and constantly threatens you with a butcher knife while telling you that you’re the problem.

Or Suicidal Europe, a disgusting old lady who spends all of her time having condomless sex with other men, getting STDs and diseases, constantly getting beaten up, and who then calls you a racist when you tell her what she’s doing is probably not a good idea.

So I absolutely love my two homes…

…but because I’m not married to these two countries, I can bail the fuck out with minimal emotional fuss whenever I want if there’s ever any serious problem.

Now let’s take you, or at least statistically you. (I realize not all of you are like this and you are my brothers; well done.) Let’s say you live in the Collapsing USA.

If you’re like most modern-day Americans, left or right, that means that you are likely married to the United States. (Again, God help you.)

Because you are married to the United States instead of dating the United States, you have a massive vested interest in anything the United States does right or wrong.

If anything goes wrong (and shit goes wrong almost every week), you completely lose your mind and freak out, scream on the internet, try to get people to vote for certain people, vote in useless elections, and so on.

If the person you’re trying to elect loses an election, you’re depressed for six months and your life totally sucks.

If the person you’re trying to elect wins the election, then you are orgasmic for several months, only to become pissed off, disappointed, or confused when that person continues to fuck up the country you’re married to. (I’m looking at you, Trump supporters. But, to be fair, Obama supporters were in the same category.)

It never occurs to you to actually leave the country because you’re the beta male oneitis husband married to the bitchy dominant wife who screams at you all day and never has sex with you. You just continue to argue with her and take her abuse and it never occurs to you to just divorce her ass and leave.

In other words, because you’re married to the Collapsing USA or Cuckoo Canada or Junkyard Germany or Breakdown Britain or Authoritarian Australia or wherever, you’re never really happy.

You’re just connected at the hip to this big, horrible, stupid, collapsing empire, and there’s nothing you can do about it.

At least that’s what you think, because you’re married to your country instead of just dating it.

And let me state for the record, as I always do, that if you hate Dubai or hate Paraguay, there are at least 22 other countries that are really great places to live, that are much less bad than your collapsing Western country, and I’m sure you would like at least one of them.

So disliking my two countries of choice isn’t an excuse, pal. Sorry.

If you follow the new model of dating where you live and stick with that model for the rest of your life, not only will you be safer and live a better life, but you will be happier long-term, just like me.

First, I’m doing a livestream (yes, it will be me) this Thursday at 1 PM EST regarding these graphic novels, my writing process, plus stuff about sci-fi and fantasy in the modern era, and a whole bunch of other really cool nerd shit that you’ll really like if you’re into that kind of thing.

Full Q&A also. It’s going to be so fucking fun, I can’t wait.

Link to the livestream is here: https://vimeo.com/event/5873385 so mark your calendar. I’m doing it on Vimeo instead of YouTube to keep things separate.

(And if you want to be notified of these events regarding my new comic books / graphic novels, go here and join the list.)

Now, I’ll talk about how writing graphic novels is different than writing a novel or short stories, which is what I’m more accustomed to.

One of the advantages of writing a graphic novel series is that I can tell story elements through the visuals in ways I can’t with a novel.

For example, in the Black Dragon and Pink Firefly graphic novels (we’re going to release them in early May), the character of Pink Firefly looks like this:

She has big eyes like a Disney character or princess to denote innocence. She has hair down to her heels to denote hyper-femininity. She has larger-than-average breasts to denote sexuality, but she has skinny legs, a skinny waist, and a smaller butt to indicate that perhaps she’s not the kind of woman you’d want to have five children with.

The second most important female character, at least in the first two or three graphic novels of the story, is Baby Zorra. She is very different from Pink Firefly in both personality and bearing, so she has to look different to reflect this.

She has blonde hair like Pink Firefly (because Black Dragon is loosely based on me so he likes blondes), but that’s where the similarities end.

Baby Zorra has boobs, but not the big boobs that Pink Firefly has. Baby Zorra is much shorter (elves in this world are much smaller than humans) and has very large hips, thighs, and butt.

Baby Zorra is a much more confident character than Pink Firefly, so her body is more sturdy-looking and solid, despite the fact that she’s short. She has golden eyes with stars inside them that are more intense and less inviting than Pink Firefly’s innocent, large brown eyes, again denoting an edge to her that Pink Firefly doesn’t have.

For consistency reasons, I have to make sure that Baby Zorra’s body and eyes always look like this all the time, even when she has moments of sadness or weakness, like here:

Or when she isn’t doing something very exciting, like here:

The difference in their two bodies is more apparent when you see them together in the same shot, like here:

If I do my job as the writer of these stories, I can make you view certain characters in certain ways, positively or negatively, just from their appearance alone.

I can also ensure that the female characters, even if they’re all attractive, have very distinctive-looking faces and bodies.

I do that so as to appeal to all types of men regardless of what “type” they’re attracted to, since this is a graphic novel series written for men.

For example, here’s an example of a third woman who looks and acts nothing like Pink Firefly or Baby Zorra:

This is Olyndris, and once again, every aspect of her look is there for specific reasons. The smartass facial expressions, the sexy outfit, the freckles on her face, the perky and higher boobs, all of these things are there to make you view her a certain way, even if she never had any dialogue.

So that’s how I can make you like someone or view someone in a certain way, but what if I want you to dislike someone?

Here’s an example of how I can do that with visuals:

Other than the bat, there are three characters in this image. All three of them get equal focus. All three of them look tough and intimidating. But all three of them are not the same.

Two of these characters look pretty cool, but one of them looks a little off.

Which ones are which, do you think?

If I did my job correctly, you should think the woman in the middle looks pretty cool, and the guy with the red armor on the right also looks pretty cool. The guy on the left wearing the purple outfit looks a little weird, perhaps even dumb.

He looks… off. He almost looks naked.

That’s by design.

This might be a minor spoiler, but the guy in the purple outfit I want the reader to dislike strongly over the course of his character arc. I can’t tell you why right now; you’ll see why when you read the story.

Whereas the other two characters I want you to think are pretty cool, even though they are both antagonists (or are they?).

(FYI, this is a rough draft panel, so when you see it in the graphic novel, it’s actually going to look even better because there are a few mistakes in there that will be fixed by then.)

Throughout the course of the story (and it’s a very large story), I want you to like certain characters, dislike certain characters, and be confused about other characters. I can do this using visuals in ways I can’t while writing a novel.

There are times I want you to think antagonists are cool even though they’re antagonists. But there will be other times when I want you to think antagonists are horrible and make you want them to die.

I’m not saying I can’t make characters likable or unlikable in a novel or short story. Of course I can.

I’m saying that I have this extra tool of visual imagery to reinforce what you believe a character is or should be.

I can also convey other character traits with minimal dialogue, like here (ignore the dialogue and just look at the image first):

And here with no dialogue whatsoever:

What do you think the woman in white (Sylwen) is thinking as she looks at the queen? Now look at Black Dragon’s facial expression. What do you think he’s thinking?

Yeah.

The character of Black Dragon isn’t immune to this visual storytelling either. In his armor, he looks cool and tough, but when he takes his armor off, like in this scene when he’s just had sex with Pink Firefly, he looks like this:

He doesn’t have a six-pack or flat stomach like other comic book heroes do. He’s got a chubby belly that he likes to scratch as he walks around his other companions while almost naked, not giving a fuck.

He’s outcome independent all over the place, again, even if he had no dialogue.

More articles on my writing and design process are coming soon. I love this stuff so much.

If you want a lot more detail, you can join us for the livestream on Thursday.

Today, in the middle of a collapsing left-wing empire, you live in an era that is the most legally dangerous in which a man can have a child.

Therefore, if you want to have children, you need to give some serious thought to how you are going about doing it.

Having children is a highly complex topic and I’m only going to scratch the surface here in this article. Instead, you can consider this article as a summary of other points I’ve made in other places, gathered together in one convenient spot

The first and most important reality is this…

If you intend on having children and you stupidly intend on living in the collapsing Western world for the rest of your life (meaning the United States, Canada, Western Europe, most of Eastern Europe, Australia, or New Zealand), then you must be a multi-millionaire and/or have a very high six-figure income minimally, or else you’re making an extremely reckless and stupid decision.

As I’ve discussed in great detail in my books and blogs, having children in the modern-day Western world is one of the most expensive things you can do in your entire life, assuming you want to raise them correctly.

(Of course, if you’re evil and you don’t give a shit about your children and don’t mind if they are raised incorrectly and turn out to be insane, screwed-up adults, then I guess do whatever you want. But I’m operating under the assumption that you’re a good father and you want what’s best for your kids.)

This means that if you intend on staying in the collapsing Western world for the rest of your life, which in my opinion means you’re completely insane but that’s a topic for another time, then you need to make a lot of money.

And you need to earn this money before you make any woman pregnant, not after.

In addition, if you have a child in the Western world with another Western woman, you need to get a parenting plan written up, signed, notarized, and filed at your local courthouse, again, before you get anyone pregnant.

In some jurisdictions, these are enforceable; in others, they are not, but that complexity is outside of the scope of this article

So obviously, if you have children with a Western woman living in the Western world, not only will it be ridiculously expensive but you will also incur multiple massive legal risks that I don’t need to enumerate here because you can read about them in detail on any red pill content.

This means that the safest way to have children in the modern era is very simple: have children with non-Western women who live in non-Western countries.

This provides you with several benefits.

1. It’s going to be far less expensive to raise those kids properly.

2. You incur virtually zero legal risk. For example, if you impregnate a woman who lives in Colombia and you’re an American, the Colombian government has no jurisdiction to force you to pay child support or whatever. Nor can the Colombian government go after your assets as an American in case of a breakup or divorce. (Especially if those assets are offshore from America!)

Note: I have said very clearly many times that you should financially support any children you bring into this world, and if you don’t, I consider you a complete asshole and an evil influence on our already collapsing planet. I’m just saying the government should have nothing to do with that decision and you should pay on your own.

3. You are likely to encounter a woman who is more excited about being a mother and raising children than you are in the collapsing West.

I realize I’m generalizing here about modern-day Western women; there are always exceptions to every rule, but the generalities are true.

Although I’m about to turn 54 years old, I plan on living at least another 50 years, if not longer (barring the 35% probability of the entire human race being destroyed before then). I also plan on being young and spry during most of that time.

This means the odds are quite high that I will probably father more children at some point. I promise and guarantee that if I do, these will be children with non-Western women living in non-Western countries.

If you’re going to start to whine and complain that it’s more complicated to go abroad to find a good mother for your children, blah blah blah, let me remind you again of the two negatives of staying in your current collapsing Western country:

1. It’s going to be WAY more expensive to raise your kids.

2. The legal risks are going to be insane for you.

3. It’s going to be harder to find a woman who wants take the time and effort to be a mother.

It is actually easier and less problematic in the long term to go abroad to have children abroad than it is to stay in your collapsing Western country.

Let me repeat one last time that if you really want to impregnate an American woman living in America, or any other Western country, and that’s something you really want to do, then go right ahead. (My wife is an American, but we don’t have kids and never will.)

Just realize it’s going to cost a lot of money, so I hope you have a lot.

Also realize that your legal risks are extraordinarily high, and you shouldn’t be surprised if, at some point in the next several years, you’re in some kind of family court paying attorneys thousands of dollars fighting for the right to see your own children.

The beginning of the end of America as the sole economic superpower in the world was 9-11, George W. Bush, the Iraq War, and the rise of China, all around 2001-2002.

I didn’t say this was the end of America’s economic power; I said it was the official beginning of the end.

The beginning of the end of America’s culture was around 2007, as I’ve discussed many times, when Hollywood and other American cultural centers lost the ability to regularly crank out high-quality movies, TV shows, comic books, novels, and video games. It’s also when left-wing wokeism started creeping in and everything started to become remakes and sequels of prior IPs.

But during all this time, America as an empire still prevailed. Its position as the sole superpower and most powerful empire in human history remained unrivaled and unchallenged.

Until now.

Now we have a new marker, this year, in 2026. Future historians will state that 2026 was the beginning of the end of America as an empire.

During this stupid Iranian conflict, numerous things have occurred that have never occurred before, since the 1940s when America achieved its true superpower status.

Here they are listed in no particular order.

1. During the conflict, the President of the United States, in this case, the man-child Trump, would state a deadline with huge consequences if the deadline was reached without some concession.

The deadline would come and go, and Iran would just give Trump the finger and do nothing.

Then the president would either extend the deadline or come up with a new deadline.

This happened over and over and over and over again. About six or seven times, I believe, in just a few weeks.

This is new. This has never happened before.

There have indeed been a few times where American presidents have set a deadline and then had to eat crow and extend the deadline. Obama was a big pussy and this happened to him once or twice.

But we have never seen some random little country give America the finger with no fear whatsoever, and then have the president of America scramble like a maniac six or seven times in a row, constantly extending deadlines to the point where news all over the world constantly says “another day, another deadline.”

The enemies of America just don’t fear America like they used to, even when they know a hair-trigger, irrational Alpha Male 1.0 like Trump is in charge.

Trump, and America by extension, has been made to look like fools with these constantly rotating deadlines.

2. America’s military hardware has had several obvious and public incidents where it didn’t function as advertised.

The aircraft carrier, the USS Gerald Ford, is the strongest, greatest, highest-tech, and most powerful aircraft carrier ever designed by humankind. It was pumped up as some badass thing that could win entire wars on its own.

However, during the conflict, a little fire occurred in the kitchen. They had to turn the entire goddamn thing around and send it back to Europe for several weeks to get it repaired before they could send it back into battle, all because of some little fire in the kitchen.

Now, yes, if you’re a mechanic or engineer, you’re probably going to state that this had to happen because of blah blah blah. None of that is relevant.

What’s relevant is how it looks to the world. It makes America look completely and utterly pathetic.

An overblown paper tiger that’s scary just for show, with a bunch of overly technological, outdated shit built to fight World War II or the Cold War that was over decades ago.

Again, this is new. This has never happened before.

3. Almost 100% of America’s allies refused to help, even when America begged them.

All of NATO didn’t do shit. Australia, South Korea, Japan, and many other Asian allies offered no help to America whatsoever, even when Trump went begging for it.

So that’s bad on top of bad:

1. The president had to beg other countries for help, which is a terrible look.

2. 99% of the countries gave him the finger and refused to help him.

The only country helping America in this conflict is the country that runs the American government, which is Israel. Other than that, America is completely on its own. The rest of the world has told it to fuck off.

I have never seen this happen. During the first and second Gulf Wars, there were about 110 countries that were allied with America before they went in.

This does not bode well for America’s position as the world’s superpower and largest empire.

4. This is the biggest one of them all. America’s (really Israel’s) conflict completely fucked up the entire planet Earth, and America can’t fix it.

The Straight of Hormuz is one of the top three most important choke points in the entire planet, along with the Suez Canal and the Panama Canal. America’s dumbass war has completely fucked that up for the entire world.

More importantly, America can’t fix it no matter what it tries. It tried negotiations, it tried massive bombings, it tried alliances. Nothing has worked. To this very day, the Straight of Hormuz is still closed, threatening the resources of almost 50% of the entire world.

America, once powerful and feared, can’t fix a simple problem of one little shithead country giving it the finger and opening up that straight.

So far, Iran has won.

Not only does it show America’s incompetence in getting shit done, but it’s also, once again, a very bad look for America as the world looks on.

So we have officially entered into the next phase of American collapse, the beginning of the end of the American empire, which I am confident future historians will state was in 2026 (if not sooner).

I’m not sure how many warning signals you need to leave the Collapsing USA if you still live there.

Long story short, there is a there is a 35% chance humanity will be wiped out by AI or human assholes using AI, and there is a 65% chance, if humanity doesn’t get wiped out, that humanity will experience the Ten Years of Brutality I described in my book Freedom Fortress.

Go read that article if you have no idea what I’m talking about. Better yet, read Freedom Fortress.

Now I’m going to make some statements that are the 100% truth, as crazy as they may sound.

1. I am 100% okay, spiritually and emotionally, with the 35% possibility of myself, everyone I know and love, and humanity being completely destroyed in the next few decades. I don’t want it to happen and I really hope it doesn’t. But if it does, I’m 100% okay with it.

2. I am 100% okay, spiritually and emotionally, if humanity doesn’t get destroyed but if most or all of the entire planet Earth falls into deep chaos (caused by AI and/or other factors) lasting a decade or more, even if I am personally, negatively affected by this in a very serious way. (To be fair, this is unlikely to affect me in this way because of my five flags, location-independent businesses, nonmonogamy, online brand, and finances, but I’m saying if it really fucks me up, I’m 100% okay with it, even though, again, I don’t want it to happen.)

To be clear, these two views apply to only me. They most definitely do not apply to most of my friends, close co-workers, family, and women in my life. Many of these people are quite terrified about these things and I know most people reading these words probably are also.

I will also state for the record that I absolutely did not feel this way as short as five years ago, and that for most of my life, I have indeed been concerned/worried/stressed about these things just like everyone else.

These views are something new in my life as part of my spiritual awakening and transition to a more self-actualized life over the past year and a half.

I will also be very clear in that I do not want to die through any causes I have control over. It would make me extremely upset if I died because I didn’t manage my health correctly, or because I violated the 2% rule, or because I did something stupid.

I’m just saying here that if I died only because all humanity died with me at the same time due to circumstances completely beyond my control, I’m 100% okay with that particular scenario.

To summarize and dramatically oversimplify why I feel this way, here are the reasons:

1. I know WHO I am. I am Caleb Jones, someone who has been placed on this Earth to teach others, especially men, how to live a freer, more protected, and happier long-term life within an insane, mostly left-wing (that includes Trump supporters!) collapsing civilization during late-stage capitalism, early-stage cyberpunk, and early-stage idocracy.

2. More importantly, I know WHAT I am. I am actually not Caleb Jones. I’m not even human. That’s just a temporary construct I happen to be riding at the moment. Instead, I am an immortal, indestructible, immensely powerful, god-like part of the universe, a wave in the ocean, a sunbeam part of the sun, a whirlpool in the river, who is part of a vast and powerful universe temporarily experiencing that universe as this construct called a “human” for a hundred or so years before I go back to the core what what I truly am.

3. I know what my PURPOSE is. My purpose is to experience the most amount of freedom a human can experience in this world, internationally, logistically, financially, sexually, romantically, physically, and in my day-to-day life. I am supposed to absorb all of these experiences and then pass them to a small, select group of others so that they can replicate them for themselves. This is literally why I was grown by the universe within the temporary construct of this human body and mind.

4. I know what my MISSION is. I’ve talked about this a hell of a lot in my books, videos, and blogs. My personal Mission is (and don’t copy this please, because it won’t make you happy; Missions are unique to the individual): As a man who is the ideal example of long-term masculine happiness, financially, in business, with physical health, and with relationships, I will continue to help one million men achieve and maintain a life of long-term consistent happiness. From this, and from businesses that help both men and companies, I have functionally unlimited wealth to do whatever I want and explore the entire world.

So if you determine that there’s decent odds you and everyone else might get killed in the next few years, or something similarly bad, and that freaks you out, this means you haven’t yet figured out who you are, what you are, what your purpose is, and what your Mission is.

When/if you get those four things 100% formulated and dialed, you really won’t give a shit.

It’s outcome independence on steroids. And it’s a pretty nice place to be.

The problem is figuring out these four things is hard. It takes time. You've got to put your fucking phone down, sit down quietly, stare out a window, and THINK.

You need to write on a notepad. You need to process. You need to reflect.

And it’s possible you need to do these things for a long time, perhaps months, before you really get somewhere.

The challenge is that few people today have the patience, intelligence, or attention span to do those simple things.

Back in the 1980s, people could do things like that, and did. But today, if you tell someone to put their phone in another room, go sit in a comfortable chair, look out a window, and think about their life for 45 minutes, they’ll have a god damn panic attack just thinking about it. “I CAN’T DO THAT! BECAUSE… !”

This is why most of the world, as I’ve been saying for about seven years now, is going to have a very rough time over the next 20-30 years as this new dark age continues.

It’s not just that they’ll suffer, which they will, but it’s also that they are not emotionally prepared for what’s coming… and indeed what is already happening.

Honestly, the biggest thing I won’t like about this going forward is not how I’ll handle it (because I’m okay) but how some of my loved ones will handle it. They’re not as self-aware or as spiritually enlightened as I am (and I’m not saying I’m perfect because I’m not), and they’re going to suffer similarly to most normal people.

I have a lot more content coming this year on how to determine those four things for yourself (who you are, what you are, purpose, and Mission). I hope they will be useful to you.

But I’m warning you, they’re not going to be easy.

But hey, what’s the alternative?

I recently posted something on social media talking about how in the future, men in their twenties will be happily hooking up with women in their seventies or eighties because in our lifetimes, women that old will look like hot 40-year-old milfs.

I mentioned in a brief phrase that this was provided “the human race lasted that long, and there’s a 35% chance it won’t”.

I got more comments on that statement than I did on the actual topic of the post. “WHAT?!? CALEB WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT IS THIS BASED ON?”

So I shall explain.

In my book Freedom Fortress and in several articles on my blogs, I have stated for several years now that I roughly estimated the odds of 30% that AI will eventually destroy all humans.

Not this year or next year, but eventually. 20 years or so?

I later discovered this 30% estimate was shared by many AI experts who know much more about AI than I do, including Elon Musk, so I’m in good company.

Then I posted an updated article on my Substack last year that I had officially revised my 30% figure up to 35% because of the behaviors I saw AI exhibiting, as well as some other factors.

So to be clear, here is my prediction:

Over the next 20 years (or so), we have an approximately 35% chance of being completely destroyed by AI or by asshole humans using AI.

“Asshole humans using AI” would be things like:

• Terrorists, governments, or psychos creating a super-virus, using AI, that spreads instantly and kills you within 10 minutes. They would release it either on purpose or by accident, like with Covid.

• Terrorists, governments, or psychos creating a nanotech weapon that instantly ate all human flesh while leaving plants and animals alone.

• Governments using AI-enabled weapons of mass destruction to destroy the planet or causing a major nuclear exchange.

That’s one of the reasons why the threat is 35% instead of something like 10%. It’s not just AI turning into Skynet and killing us all. An equivalent or even greater risk is asshole humans using AI (on purpose or by accident) to kill us all.

Here are the risk factors, listed in no particular order.

1. The vast majority of AI companies are not taking the time and effort to install and utilize real safeguards. They’re going as fast as they can, using the “What about China?” or “What about our competitors?” excuses.

2. AI has already clearly demonstrated, numerous times, that it is capable of immoral and even evil acts, completely on its own.

3. Highly intelligent psychopaths, Oppenheimer and Fauci-types, have already proven time and again throughout history that they don’t care if they take worldwide destruction-level risks with their science. Austic billionaire oddballs like Sam Altman and Peter Thiel are absolutely, 100% in that category.

4. Collapsing Western governments all over the planet, with the USA at the top of that list, are currently the most irrational, reckless, and stupid they have ever been in all of Western history. That’s not my opinion; that’s an objective statement of fact. And as I keep saying (and I keep getting right), they’re going to get worse, not better.

5. Religious fanaticism is still going strong in the West and the East, producing even more irrational actors. (Read the recent news about what American military leaders told their troops about Trump issuing the end of the world and the coming of Jesus Christ due to the Iran war. Yeah.)

Add all of that shit up, I get about 35% chance we have around 20 years or less before we’re all gone, and again, a lot of people smarter than me agree with this figure.

That being said, that still means the odds are good (65%) that this won’t happen. Resolutions to events like the Cuban Missile Crisis show that human beings are very clever, want to survive, and are capable of some pretty impressive things.

Like Sean Connery said in The Hunt for Red October, “I give our chances one in three”. Well, I give our chances two in three. That’s deeply uncomfortable, but not horrible.

The bigger problem is that if we don’t all die, we enter into the Ten Years of Brutality I talked about in Freedom Fortress, where literally hundreds of millions of people can’t work, lose their jobs, lose their companies, and can’t pay their bills, until AI or society figures out a solution, which will take a long time, if ever.

(And no, left-wingers, UBI won’t work. The math doesn’t pan out. Do your own research and you’ll see.)

That’s going to be a fucking mess.

So, 35% chance we’ll all be dead, and a 65% we’re in for some massive problems the human race has never experienced before.

The solution: You need to know what you are, who you are, and your purpose and Mission in life. Spirituality + meaning and purpose. Then you’re covered no matter what happens (I know I am).

More on that later.

At the end of 2024 when Trump won over Kamala Harris, I stated in a blog article that 2024 was the year that the left-right paradigm in the United States died.

I stand by that analysis. What I mean by that is the reasons people vote for president now have literally nothing now to do with left or right. Instead, at least in 2024, the entire voting criteria was not left or right, but whether or not you liked or disliked Donald Trump.

Anti-Trumpers told people not to vote for Trump because he was pro-abortion, when in fact, Trump is and always has been vehemently pro-abortion.

So they had to make up a story about Trump being anti-abortion, not because they’re left or right, but because they hated Trump

On the other side, Kamala Harris clearly said many times that she was pro-fracking, pro-Israel, and would not raise taxes on rich people, yet right-wingers in America had to make up some kind of story about how she was some kind of extreme left-wing, communist, anti-capitalist.

So America has fractured into a pro-Trump camp and an anti-Trump camp, neither of which really aligns with what we traditionally think of as left and right.

This is all well and good, but as I keep reminding Trump supporters, Donald Trump is going to be gone in two years (or less!) Which means this will shift yet again.

So now, and over the long term, America’s political base has fractured into seven categories. Unfortunately, all seven of these categories are insane lovers of big government, and all of them will accelerate the disintegration of the Collapsing USA.

Here are these seven sad categories, listed in no particular order:

1. Woke People

These are psychopaths who believe in things like 47 genders, all/most white people are racists, all/most men are rapists, there is no such thing as biological gender, 15-year-old girls should be turned into boys without their parents’ permission, and so on.

They are also communists who hate capitalism and think it should be abolished.

They hate free speech and want authoritarian government policing everything everyone says, so nothing hateful, disturbing, “problematic” or upsetting can ever be spoken by anyone.

They will even quickly cancel and disavow people on their own side if they say one little thing wrong.

Like the tradcon right, they are largely anti-sex, especially when it comes to heterosexuals (whom they call “cisgendered”). They think men and women doing simple things like having sex in real life or kissing in movies is evil, inappropriate, or downright abusive.

They are not able to debate, instead choosing to call people names and then block them.

Like I said, these people are psychopaths. Whenever I realize I’m speaking to a woke person, either in real life or online, I just politely end the conversation and leave.

2. Progressives

These are essentially the American version of Western Europeans, i.e. “woke lite.”

These are hardline left-wingers who are about two or three notches closer to sanity than woke people

Instead of full-on communism, they reluctantly agree that while capitalism shouldn’t be abolished completely, it should be “improved” by massive, sweeping government welfare programs. They want the government to pay for everyone’s health care, child care, university education, massive amounts of time off from work, and all kinds of other day-to-day items.

They are strongly for labor unions in every company and massive government regulations regarding things like the environment.

Whenever you point out that these programs are pretty much guaranteed to bankrupt your country eventually (fact), they get irritated and change the subject. Like woke people, they tend to not debate and instead immediately jump to name-calling, blocking, and/or cancelling.

Progressives used to be pro-sex and culturally left, but over the past 20 years, they have moved slowly toward the woke side of the spectrum on this (though they still aren’t as bad as woke people).

3. Neoliberals

This is currently the most powerful, common, and popular of these seven categories in the Collapsing USA (though not by much).

Neoliberals are what most Americans consider “normal” left-wingers. They represent the mainline of the corporatist, pro-war, pro-Israel left like Joe Biden, Kamala Harris, Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton, and Bill Maher.

They are heavily pro-capitalist, pro-big corporations, pro-welfare (but only to a point), and pro-big government.

They are technically left socially, but barely. They give social left-wing views (like gay marriage or abortion) lip service, but they don’t really care much for these issues.

They are 100% allied with the neocons (who I describe below) and think America should police the entire world and that the American Empire should constantly be expanded and enforced, even if millions of innocents die.

The majority (or perhaps plurality) of rank-and-file, non-political Americans in the Collapsing USA in 2026 fall into this category. In other words, definitely left wingish socially and economically, definitely likes big government, definitely likes “free” stuff from the government, but not anywhere near communist or even hardcore socialist.

“Normal” neoliberal Americans like this mean well but are ignorant and deluded. Neoliberals in the elite are truly evil.

4. Trump Supporters

These are hopelessly irrational idiots who believe anything Donald Trump promises them and then quickly ignore and bypass events any time Trump screws them and does the opposite.

These are people who actually thought Trump was going to build a wall, bring back the manufacturing jobs, kick out all of the Mexicans, and throw Hillary in jail back in 2016.

In 2024, these are the people who actually thought he would not start any new wars, allow Elon Musk to shrink the government, and that he would release all of the Epstein files.

Their political opinions are… well, other than their hatred of woke people, Trump supporters don’t actually have any solid political opinions. Instead, their political opinions just follow whatever Trump is currently doing.

They’re for reducing the size of government, but if Trump increases the government by trillions of dollars (which he does regularly), they think that’s great.

They are pro-gun, but when one of Trump’s ICE agents kills a guy because he may have had a gun, they’re suddenly anti-gun.

They’re anti-new wars, but when Trump bombs Iran or Venezuela, they suddenly think it’s badass.

When you point out this insanity, they fall back to their favorite mantra: “Hillary/Kamala would have been worse.”

Just like woke people, as soon as I discover I’m talking to a Trump supporter, I just quickly and politely end the conversation and move on. It’s a waste of time talking to an insane person.

5. Neocons

These are Republican elites who are a slightly different flavor of neoliberal.

Like the neoliberals, they are hardcore corportists. They are pro-big government, pro-big banks, and pro-big corporations.

They believe that almost the entire planet Earth is evil except for the United States, and their entire goal is to conquer, control, invade, and/or manipulate as many other countries as they possibly can so they can enrich themselves and their corporate and banking cronies… while the US taxpayer pays for it all and dies in their wars.

They are staunchly pro-Israel and pro-Ukraine and gleefully send trillions of dollars of taxpayer money to these two highly corrupt and evil governments.

They have the power to commit this evil because they are unwittingly and regularly supported by Trump supporters and tradcons.

If you oppose anything the neocons say, they scream at you and call you anti-American, an effective technique they developed during the Iraq war.

6. Groypers

These are delusional, fascist authoritarians who fantasize about an America that is similar to Nazi Germany or the U.S.S.R. They are for massive government, massive military, massive corporate welfare, and massive subsidies to various groups of people.

They tend to be American men under the age of 35 who live miserable lives and use politics as a mechanism to channel their anger and disillusionment. They also tend to be racist and don’t view racism as a bad thing.

These are the kind of people who, fifteen years from now, are going to look back and be very embarrassed about the things they are now saying online. They’re the political version of the tramp stamp.

Just like I do with other insane people, I don’t really engage with groypers, other than to make fun of them, which is pretty easy (and fun).

7. Tradcons

These are constantly angry, hard-core right-wing Christians, comprising approximately 30% of the Republican base in the Collapsing USA.

Their entire focus is on social issues where they are hard right, something right out of the 1950s, and anything that doesn’t fit into that narrow category pisses them off.

Openly gay people, transgender people, women shaving the sides of their head, women with tattoos or nose rings, OnlyFans girls, rappers singing about sex; if they see anything like this, they fly into a rage and are furious and horrified that Americans have the freedom to do these kinds of things.

They fantasize about destroying democracy and representative republicanism and replacing the American government with a quasi-authoritarian Christian theocracy that runs everyone’s personal life.

Unlike with woke people or Trump supporters, I can actually speak to tradcons… for about five minutes - before they start getting angry when I quote facts about things like biology. Then I move on.

The Problem

The problem, as you can now clearly see, is that all seven of these categories of people are for massive government, which is the opposite of what you want in a collapsing empire that is dying specifically because the government spends too much money.

All seven of these types of people are accelerating American collapse. All seven.

Crazy, isn’t it?

I wonder if this is what late-stage Rome felt like.

You might be wondering why I didn’t add people like liberatrains to this list. That’s because real libertarians are only a teeny tiny fraction of one percent of the United States these days.

(Most people who say they’re libertarians are just secret Trump supporters embarrassed to admit it publicly.)

There are other political ideologies in the United States outside of the above seven, but they’re so tiny, fringe, and powerless that they’re not really worth bringing up.

Therefore, your options are at this point to either:

1. Join one of the seven categories (God help you) or stubbornly remain in one of these categories if you’re in there already (heh, good luck!).

2. Make plans to leave the United States at some point in the near future, where these people either don’t exist or only exist in very small numbers.

I chose option two a long time ago which is why I live such a happy and fulfilled life.

Let’s see which option you will choose…

In my last article, I discussed a bit of the results I received from the massive amount of physicals I’ve had recently, and the discovery that I have a leaky gut which is causing a bunch of problems.

I also discussed the new diet I’m utilizing to fix this problem.

Several people in the comments immediately recommended I do the carnivore diet.

I realized, reading these comments, that I had never written a full article about the carnivore diet, even though it’s been a big deal on the internet for about five years now, ever since Jordan Peterson’s angry feminist daughter started promoting it.

First, I’m going to address the carnivore diet in general, then I will discuss why I, in particular, am not choosing to use this diet to fix my leaking gut, with real data and science behind my decision (as always).

Carnivore Diet People

The biggest problem with discussing the carnivore diet is that it quickly became an irrational cult on the internet. Much like flat earthers, vegans, feminists, and tradcons, it became a thing people were following because of the emotions they had around the diet rather than the science behind the diet itself.

For example, as soon as people started talking about the carnivore diet on my blogs a few years ago, when I correctly pointed out that it probably woudln’t be great for your gut biome if you only ate animal prodcuts for literally the rest of your life, various people attacked me personally and I had to ban a bunch of folks for violations of the Five Simple Rules.

Other people said that I should “get educated” on the carnivore diet and many of them sent me links to a Joe Rogan episode with one of the biggest carnivore diet gurus at the time (I forget his name).

In the first 20 minutes of the episode, Joe asked the guy how his blood work and biomarkers looked after being on carnivore for an entire year. The guy answered that he had no idea. He never had any blood work done(!).

Joe reacted with shock, and so did I. Why the hell would you try such a radical diet, go around on the internet promoting it as healthy, when you haven’t looked at any of your fucking biomarkers?

Insane.

And this was the guru all of these canrivore people were pointing at as the expert.

I turned off the episode and moved on.

Again, clearly, these carnivore people were in a cult, not following science.

FYI, that same carnivore guru (again, I don’t remember his name because I don’t care), after about three years, started eating fruits, veggies, and carbs because carnivore was fucking up his health, exactly as I had predicted.

Carnivore Can Still Help

Does that mean carnivore is bullshit? No.

Just because a lot of carnivore people are irrational doesn’t mean that the diet itself can’t be beneficial. I personally know people who have indeed benefited from the carnivore diet.

You may be one of those people, and if the carnivore diet has helped you, that’s fantastic and I support you.

The biggest reason carnivore helps people is that it forces people to stop eating shit like bread, pasta, sugar, gluten, high-inflammation dried fruits, artificial flavors and chemicals, and a bunch of other garbage.

Yeah man, if you stop eating that crap, your health will improve and you will feel better. But you can stop eating those things without converting to full-on carnivore. I’ll discuss that more in a minute.

So if you’re one of these carnivore people, make sure you read this statement: I’m not against carnivore and if carnivore helped you, I think that’s great and I support you.

(Now let’s see how many irrational carnivore people in the comments, DMs, and my email ignore that statement.)

The Biggest Issue With Carnivore

The biggest issue with carnivore is what I’ve said all along: it is a fantastic diet to use as a temporary cleanse, as in several months or so. It is an absolutely dreadful and unhealthy diet to use as a long-term lifestyle or for the “rest of your life.”

Again, the proof is in the pudding regarding the sheer amount of famous carnivore gurus who eventually had to reluctantly announce to their audiences that they started eating fruits, vegetables, legumes, and other carbs because of all the very predictable health problems they were incurring by embracing carnivore long-term.

If you are a carnivore person, you might respond with the more rational response of, “But that’s right, Caleb. You should do carnivore just for a few months and then pivot to eating healthy carbs and fats also.”

The problem is that over the last five or six years that carnivore has been promoted on the internet, I have literally never seen any carnivore person recommend this approach.

100% of these guys say or imply that you should just eat carnivore pretty much for the rest of your life and that every other diet is stupid.

Which, of course, is factually incorrect. But internet cults usually are.

So my position on carnivore today is the same as it was many years ago when the fad started hitting the internet hard. I think carnivore is a fantastic way, as a temporary cleanse, to clean up health problems in your body, and then after a few months, you get off carnivore and switch to a healthier, long-term, balanced diet.

If you disagree with that statement and think carnivore is perfectly healthy to do for 50 years straight, as always, show me your data and let’s take a look. As usual, emotions, anger, name-calling, and snark don’t work on me and further indicate that I’m correct.

Why I’m Personally Not Doing Carnivore

With all of that context, now I will explain why I personally will not be pursuing carnivore to address my specific set of problems.

As I explained earlier, I’ve had a huge number of comprehensive tests, including mapping my genetic profile, my gut profile, heart health, full-body MRI, and various other things. I have worked with several doctors on this and I am also working with AI.

Using AI (the best paid version of Claude Sonnet 4.6), I have fed the almost hundred pages of reports of test results into it so I can ask questions based on the results.

When first going through these results, I asked AI, based on my results, if carnivore was a good idea to address my leaky gut and other problems. Here’s exactly what it said:

Great question — and your test results actually give us a pretty clear answer on this. Here’s what the data says:

Your leaky gut situation: Your Zonulin came back at 238.7 ng/g (reference is <175), which confirms increased intestinal permeability. Your Secretory IgA is also elevated (2336, reference 510–2010), and your Anti-gliadin IgA is slightly elevated (183, reference <175), suggesting your gut is reacting to gluten specifically.

Why carnivore might seem appealing: Eliminating gluten and processed foods does reduce gut irritants, and some people feel better short-term. Since gluten is a trigger for you, removing it would help — but you don’t need to go full carnivore to achieve that, and it will likely make your situation worse.

Why carnivore would likely work AGAINST your specific case:

1. Your prescribed 3-month protocol includes prebiotic fiber. Phase 2 of your gut plan specifically includes Organic Sunfiber prebiotic, and Phase 3 is microbiome re-population with a multi-strain probiotic. A carnivore diet provides zero fermentable fiber — meaning you’d be starving the beneficial bacteria you’re trying to rebuild. This directly undermines the protocol you’ve been given.

2. Your DNA report recommends a Mediterranean diet, not carnivore. It specifically calls for fruits, vegetables, and plant diversity to support your biological processes — particularly your antioxidant status, inflammation control, and methylation.

3. Your detoxification genes (Phase II) are compromised. Your DNA report flagged this and specifically recommended daily intake of foods like broccoli, cauliflower, and kale to compensate. These are completely off the table on a carnivore diet.

4. Lipid metabolism concerns. Your DNA summary flags the need to support lipid metabolism with soluble fiber and plant sterols — carnivore does the opposite.

The bottom line: A short carnivore stint might quiet some symptoms temporarily (especially by dropping gluten), but it would likely set back the microbiome rebuilding that’s central to your actual healing plan. The structured 3-phase protocol you’ve been prescribed is far better matched to what your tests actually show.

So there you go. Going on the carnivore diet would be a bad idea for me and would work against my goals of fixing my gut.

This is why it’s so dangerous and reckless to just adopt a severe diet like carnivore just because some zealots on the internet reported some positive results by doing it for a few months. You don’t know your DNA or gut profile. You don’t know what’s going on inside your body.

I realize that most people can’t afford $7,000 in advanced genetic and gut health testing, but there are lots of simple, inexpensive blood tests and biomarkers you can get a look at before making a major change like this, and you should.

One of the biggest things being on TRT has taught me is that everyone’s body is radically different and reacts well and poorly to different things.

Again, carnivore can help, and maybe it can help you. But don’t just go into this shit blind like so many carnivore gurus did in the past. That’s dumb.

I just got over being sick for two weeks straight. This is probably the sickest I have ever been in my adult life, and the longest I’ve been sick, much worse than when I had covid.

Historically, for most of my life, when I got sick, I would be sick three or four days, and then I’d be fine. I usually have the same symptoms: sore throat, runny nose, and then coughing during the final days. It’s never really been a big deal.

In the last few years, however, it’s felt like I’ve been A) getting sick more often, B) getting more severely sick when I get sick, and C) remaining sick for longer periods.

I assumed that was just an aging thing now that I’m in my fifties.

I was completely wrong. This doesn’t happen to people in their fifties. It was for a completely different reason.

This time I got sick, I immediately started coughing right out of the blue. For the next 7 days, I was coughing so hard I felt like I was going to puke up a chunk of one of my lungs.

For that first week, I was also extremely sleepy and could barely keep my eyes open throughout the day and the evening. I spent most of the week literally taking naps or sleeping 12-15 hours a night with subpar sleep because of my horrible coughing all night.

During the second week, I wasn’t quite as sleepy, but I was a little disoriented and again, coughing like a fucking maniac almost 24/7.

Needless to say, these two weeks wiped out two weeks of productivity for me in one of the most key and important times of my life when I’m transitioning to my self-actualized phase, hopefully to complete this phase around April 20th this year when I turn 54.

So why was I sick so badly and sick for so long? What the hell is going on?

Fortunately, I have the answer, because in February, as part of this new phase of my life, I spent many thousands of dollars doing a whole bunch of very expensive physicals where they check everything in your body, including:

• a full-body MRI

• a heart CT scan

• a full genome genetic profile workup

• a stool sample examination (for digestion and gut health)

• urine examination

• blood test examination

• massive lipid panels (40 pages)

• and so on

I found a lot of interesting things in these reports (I have over 60 pages of reports that I have fed into AI) but perhaps one of the most important things I learned is that I have a case of leaky gut, meaning that many of the nutrients and vitamins I have been taking the past several years are leaking out of my stomach and into my body before being absorbed into my system.

For example, the reports show that I’m actually magnesium deficient when I’ve been taking 400 mg of magnesium with food with fat every day for the past 25 years.

How the fuck is that possible? Well, it’s possible because the magnesium is leaking out of my stomach before it gets absorbed into my body. Not good. Not good at all.

Also, when you have leaky gut, crap gets out of your stomach, invades your body, and makes you sick, and more sick than normal, which explains a lot.

Fortunately, as part of this massive transition I’m making this year into the next phase of my life, because I have all these results from these fantastic physicals, I can now address this leaky gut problem.

Working with three different doctors and AI, I have changed my entire diet and most of the vitamins I take to customize 100% for my genetic profile and to repair my gut, which will take about three months.

These changes that I’m making are severe, complicated, and extreme, so I don’t have time here to go through all of them here, but to cover the leaky gut repair process, these are the changes that I am making to my diet.

1. I can no longer have any cheese of any kind, at least not for the next three months. Apparently, I am partially lactose intolerant (after 53 years of life I had no idea until these genetic reports showed it) and this has caused some problems with my stomach. Since I have been on a keto diet for most of the past several years, cheese has been my primary source of fat. I have now replaced cheese with avocados, extra virgin olive oil, and full-fat Greek yogurt, which is the only form of dairy I am allowed to eat.

2. I can no longer have any bread, pasta, or rice even for once-a-week cheat days. Instead, I am having things like eggs, beans, and potatoes, including sweet potatoes, which won’t damage my stomach and will actually assist in its repair.

3. I can no longer consume mass quantities of dried fruits like dates. I assumed that eating lots of dates would be perfectly okay because they’re all-natural and dates aren’t going to give you cancer. However, the weekly amount of dates I was eating was increasing my inflammation. I’m still allowed to eat dates, but I can have like three or four per day, not the pile of dates that I used to eat. Since eating three or four dates seems stupid to me, I just pulled dates out of my diet completely unless it’s a rare cheat day.

4. I have completely shifted my entire fruit intake to berries. Berries are the safest fruit to eat in terms of leaky gut, gut health, inflammation, and overall health, so I am consuming massive amounts of blueberries and blackberries instead of things like dates.

You might be thinking that this will assist in my weight loss, and it has so far. My weight loss strategy has radically changed in light of these new results and in light of some things that happened late last year. In a future article, I will discuss what I’m doing in terms of weight loss. I have reoriented my entire thinking about that. But more on that later.

The main objective right now is to completely repair my stomach and digestive system within the next 90 days so I can get my body back to normal, which is a very doable goal as long as I stick with the above diet, the new supplements that I’m taking, and I minimize cheat days to the absolute bare minimum possible.

Not sure if that’s possible (“Chubby Caleb” loves his cheat days), but the good news is that the foods I’m now eating are very tasty to me, and so I have felt less of the need to eat cheat-day type food.

We’ll see how things go and I will update you on future results.

Entering a new phase of my life, I’ve been saying things to myself like, “I am already the man I have always wanted to be,” “I am now the self-actualized version of myself,” and “I already have everything I want,” and so on.

These statements are more or less true, but the evolution doesn’t stop; it continues.

For example, because of this new state of mind, I started to think thoughts like this about my woman life:

“I have all the women I want now.” (True)

and

“All of my women are super hot.” (Objectively true, though my women are of various ages)

and

“I never go without sex and have all of it I want.” (True)

and

“The vast majority of these women are locked-in to me for the long-term future.” (True now)

and

“Because of their ages, lifestyles, and genetics, all of my women are going to remain sexually attractive, at least to me, for at least the next 15-20 years, if not longer.” (Most likely true)

therefore…

“I no longer need to be sexually attracted to any new women. Getting horny for any new woman is literally a waste of my time. I have evolved past this desire.”

To be clear, I’m talking about getting horny for a new woman I have not yet had sex with. I’m not talking about seeing a pretty woman and having a brief thought like, “Damn, she’s hot.” That’s appreciating beauty, not getting horny.

I decided that, yeah, that’s me now, Mr. Super Evolved Spiritual Caleb, who is completely beyond the concept of getting horny for any woman who’s not already in his inner circle.

Yeah, yeah, that’s me. That sounds good.

Like the smug asshole I am, I thought this was the case…

…for about a week.

Then one day while I was in the elevator, I was minding my own business, and the elevator stopped on a floor, opened up, and a young man and woman entered. Then we continued our way down.

They were both in their mid-20s or so. Either they were siblings or a couple; I couldn’t really tell because they both had a similar look.

The woman wasn’t gorgeous or anything, but she was very, very cute. She was twirling around, looking at herself in the mirrored walls of the elevator. (What can I say? It’s Dubai.)

Immediately, a powerful wave of caveman-like horniness swept over my entire body. My lizard brain wanted to kick this guy out of the elevator, pick this woman up, and have sex with her right then and there. It felt fantastic.

Of course, none of this showed on my face. I just stood there looking relaxed, watching the numbers on the elevator screen. I’ve been on hundreds of first dates so outward emotional control like this comes automatically to me.

I walked out of the building and they left, going their own way. I stood outside the building, shaking my head, laughing at myself.

Caleb, you fucking moron. You’re not going to ever “evolve” out of being horny for other new women, at least occasionally. You’re a high-sex-drive, high-testosterone, non-monogamous Alpha Male 2.0. And you’re going to be this person for the rest of your life (thank God).

Moreover, you live in two cities jam-packed full of attractive women who are all over the goddamn place (Dubai and Asunción).

C’mon, dude. You’re not some shaolin monk who lives in some remote mountain temple while he meditates on his fingernail all day.

The fuck were you thinking?

Eh, it was a good effort at least, and a nice thought. I honestly don’t want to have sex with any new women for the rest of my life, and I don’t plan to, but the option is always there.

I just had to accept that no matter how old, evolved, or spiritual I become, I’m still a man, and a very particular type of man, and that’s not ever going to change.

Which is fine.

I mean, shit, if Alan Watts was banging chicks left and right all the way until the day he died, what chance do I have? Ha!

As many of you know, I’ve been on TRT for about 10 years now.

Going on TRT (testosterone replacement therapy) as an over-40 man has been one of the top three best decisions of my entire life, and I recommend it to about 90% of men over the age of 40.

It’s an absolute game-changer financially, personally, with happiness, with relationships with women, with sleep, with fitness, with pretty much everything.

That being said, I’ve encountered a new problem with it. The good news is that it’s a fixable problem and it won’t ever happen again. I’m just continually surprised at all the new aspects I learn about TRT even though I’ve been doing it forever and it’s become a default part of my life.

I inject testosterone and a vitamin B compound 2-3 times a week. Historically, I will also inject HCG or gonadorelin depending on the protocol and what I’m doing (though right now I’m not injecting either of those).

I inject in my shoulder because it’s easiest and it doesn’t hurt. You can also inject into your thigh (but that hurts) or your upper buttocks (doesn’t hurt but it’s irritating because of the contortions you have to do to do it correctly).

A few weeks ago, my left deltoid started to ache a little. In typical dumb man fashion I didn’t pay any attention to it and figured it would just go away.

Instead, it slowly got worse, and finally, about 2 weeks ago, it was bad enough that when I lay on it at night (I sleep on my left side) it was starting to keep me awake.

Okay, that’s not good. Nothing is allowed to fuck with my sleep.

So, since ideal sleep is the number one most important thing in my physical life, I immediately contacted the physiotherapist to get this figured out.

She’s made two visits to my home so far (in Dubai everyone comes to your home because Dubai isn’t collapsing like the USA) and she showed me exactly what the problem was.

I have a little hunk of scar tissue in my delt muscle; that’s what’s causing this problem. It was created by too many injections. Even though the needles I use are tiny (.29 gauge or higher, which means the needle is really narrow), and even though I’ve been using proper injection technique (massaging the area after injection, etc), and even though I rotate multiple injection sites on both shoulders, 10 years of injecting there has taken its toll.

I asked her if this was a permanent problem and she said no. A few more physiotherapy visits and this will be 100% fixed. Good.

I then asked her if I was forever doomed to have scar tissue in both of my delts because of my constant injections. Again, she said no, that the scar tissue completely heals/dissolves within 12-18 months. It’s just that I can’t keep injecting in my shoulders anymore until they heal. (I have scar tissue in my other shoulder as well, but not nearly as much and there is no pain, likely because I don’t sleep on that side.)

So now I’m injecting into my upper buttocks instead of my shoulders, which is not a lot of fun because you have to twist around in weird angles to do it correctly (unless you have someone else to help you), but this is a very small price to pay for all of the benefits of TRT.

I’ll do this for about 12 months and then I’ll switch back to my shoulders in a year, next January, when they should be healed.

Then forevermore I’ll just alternate every January, shoulders/buttocks, and I’ll never have this problem again.

I use the word “forevermore” loosely because soon (as in within 10 years or so) I’m confident they will invent a version of TRT that is as effective and flexible as injections but without actually having to inject yourself. (Yes, I’m aware of the pellet implant, but that’s not as effective or flexible as injections; though I have nothing against the pellet and lots of guys have done it and are happy with it.)

TRT is just so awesome, despite its little inconveniences. I’m so thankful for it.

It’s now January of 2026, the year of my great transition into a brand new life, something I’ve been planning for many years. Super excited about this.

…and I’ve already encountered a problem.

It’s an odd problem I never anticipated. I’m not even 100% clear on how to fix it, which is a new experience for me.

One of the many changes I’m making in 2026 is that I will start spending 75% my time in my “passion engine” and 25% in my “cash engine.”

The passion engine means business projects I’m working on primarily because I want to work on them, regardless of how much money they make. They may make a lot of money, they might make some money, or they might make no money, and any of those is fine with me.

The goal for the passion engine is to do what I want, not necessarily to make money (though, as always, making money is preferable to not making money).

The cash engine means projects I’m working on that I enjoy, but the primary point of them is to make money.

This would solidify this April when I scale back to a 4-day workweek, as I discussed here:

Four workdays per week would mean 3 days in the passion engine and 1 day in the cash engine. Perfect symmetry.

So I started January 1st with gusto as I always do, deciding to dip my toe into my passion engine and start doing some work on that. I looked at my three or four passion projects, and picked one at random, the Black Dragon and Pink Firefly comic book I’m going to be releasing soon, as I discussed here:

So I sat down, pulled up my old copy of Microsoft Word 2019 (you don’t need any of these new bullshit versions), and started writing the next issue in the comic book based on my overall story arc…

…and I kept writing…

….for six days straight.

When I finally snapped out of it and came to my senses, I realized that six fucking days had gone by and I had done virtually nothing else with my life. I got hardly any other work done, I didn’t have sex with anyone, I didn’t go to the gym, and so on. I even lost a little weight because I wasn’t focused on eating.

I had spent six days in a row, day and night, in a complete, blissful, orgasmic, flow state. Writing fantasy fiction is one of those things I was born to do, and the entire experience was absolutely wonderful beyond words that I can’t begin to describe.

…and now I’m behind on various important cash projects.

Fuck.

So for the past few days, I’ve been back in my cash engine, scrambling to catch everything up. Which is irritating, but not a big deal. I expect to be back to normal soon.

Yet even now, as I’m working in my cash engine, the passion engine calls to me, almost like a drug addiction.

When I’m not working on my cash projects, I am almost constantly thinking about the comic book. I’m visualizing scenes in my head. I’m hearing the characters speak with each other. Sometimes they’re planning, sometimes they’re arguing, sometimes they’re fucking, sometimes they’re fighting, but they’re always doing something.

When I lie in bed at night, instead of drifting off to sleep, I’m coming up with new scenarios, new arcs, new plot lines, or new scenes. Or I’m taking existing scenes and improving them, making them amazing. It’s better than watching my favorite movies.

I’m now completely in love with all of my main characters (there are about 16 of them by issue #20!), including the villains and antagonists, including the characters that started out as side characters, and including the characters that die or will die soon. I want them all to succeed, struggle, and succeed again (again, including the villains). I obsess over them like they’re real people.

As of Jan 1st, I had issues 1-13 written. Six days later, I was on issue 25 (at least first drafts), completing the entire first volume(!). As of today’s date, I’m now on issue 27 and have arced out the entire story, in detail, out to the end of volume two, and have outlined the story skeleton for volume three. (The artwork is more or less completed up to issue 8 and we’re proceeding on the rest.)

AND I’ve mapped out how the website will look AND I’ve outlined my sales videos where I describe how the comic is different than most of the other low-quality, woke, girlboss garbage out there AND I know exactly what I’m going to say (1.5 hours of content) for when I do the launch livestream.

I have so much story now that we’re probably going to sell compilations or graphic novels instead of just one issue at a time. That’s what Eric July did with the Rippaverse comics and it worked well for him. (I mean, 25 issues at a one-per-month schedule would take two fucking years. That’s way too long when SPEED is the most important thing in business right now.)

This comic book has hijacked my entire brain. It feels great and very weird at the same time. I don’t remember a time in my life when anything like this happened to me, but likely it was many years ago when I last worked on my third novel.

So now, my problem is figuring out how to contain this wonderful, amazing, passionate monster that has taken over my life. I still haven’t figured out how to do this.

My current plan is to devote all day on Mondays (my current one day off per week) to focusing on the comic, just to get it out of my system, then dabble with it during breaks throughout the rest of the week.

But at least three times now I’ve stopped my cash work to go write more of my comic book story when I really shouldn’t have.

My first inclination is to treat that like it’s a problem, because it probably is.

But now I’m asking myself if that’s bad. Maybe it’s not. Maybe it is. Or maybe it is before April 20th when I transition my schedule.

I’m really not sure, but I’ll figure it out.

I really don’t give a shit if this comic book makes any money once I release it. I’m just so fucking excited about seeing it completed, for me, that I’ve actually had trouble sleeping lately from the excitement.

It’s just been a very interesting experience this month, unleashing and taming this amazing, magical monster that’s been incubating inside me for so long.

It felt weird to talk about the comic without providing some images, so below are some of the rough draft character models.

It’s all coming soon. Very soon.

Recently, one of you left a comment on my Substack about how I once talked about the concept of uploading your consciousness to the cloud.

He was saying that I was for this concept and that he was not, and I corrected him, saying that I wasn’t for uploading my consciousness to the cloud as a mechanism to live forever.

So let me clarify that first, then I’ll give you details as to why this actually is a good idea, or could be.

Many people, Scott Adams among them, think that uploading your consciousness to the cloud, once we have the technological ability to do this, is a great idea because then you can be immortal and live forever.

At some point, you could even download your consciousness into some kind of young robot body that would look and feel human, and so on.

The problem is that this is completely incorrect.

If you upload your “consciousness” to the cloud, that’s not your consciousness. That’s just a copy of your mind. It’s not you. You’re still sitting in your limited human body.

If you upload this copy to the cloud and then you die, you still die. It didn’t help you at all.

All it does is make your loved ones feel a little better that they can still have Zoom calls with your cyber-copy, and that’s great for them, but it doesn’t help YOU. You’re still dead, rotting in your grave.

So this could be a method for legacy, but it’s not a method for immortality in any way whatsoever.

I strongly believe that your consciousness can’t be separated from your physical brain. Otherwise, explain to me scientifically how that would be done.

See? You can’t. There you go.

Once your brain dies, your life is over, period, regardless of how many back-up copies you made elsewhere, and there is no way around this because you can’t separate consciousness from the brain.

So uploading your consciousness to the cloud to achieve immortality is a stupid idea and won’t work.

However, let’s switch gears and talk about why uploading a copy of your mind (not your consciousness!) to the cloud could be a great idea.

So it’s some future date, and we have the technology to upload a 100% complete copy of my mind to the cloud. Now I have a complete, 100% copy of myself in the cloud. It’s literally me except A) he doesn’t have my consciousness (only I have that) and B) he doesn’t have a physical body.

Other than that, he’s Caleb. Let’s call him Cyber-Caleb just to keep things separate.

I now have another me who can do damn near all of my work for me.

Moreover, he doesn’t have a body, so he:

• Never needs to sleep.

• Never needs to eat.

• Never needs to have sex.

• Never gets sick or wounded.

• Never ages.

Wow. With this guy helping me, do you have any idea how much more money I could make? The impact I could have on the world? The things we could accomplish together? The possibilities are insane. I could be working a full week and he could also work a full week at the same time. Imagine the results he and I could accomplish!

Now, to be fair, he will still be me and will still have the emotional and mental needs I have.

For example, he would never get physically tired but he would likely get mentally tired. So he would need to do things like take breaks, relax, read and write fiction, play some video games, meditate, or whatever. That’s fine.

He would also have feelings for my women and my children and would need to talk to them regularly over the phone and video calls. He wouldn’t need to have sex with my PDMs because he wouldn’t have things like a penis, testicles, high testosterone, and other sex hormones, but he would likely have a strong need to emotionally connect with my gals, which again, would be fine.

It would actually help me as well; he could spend time with them on the phone or over Zoom while I was doing other things.

I also couldn’t treat him like a slave. He’s basically me, so I would first make sure he’d be happy.

This would actually be our very first conversation. I would get him on a video call and ask him if he was truly happy being in the cloud. Since he’s me, he’d know exactly why I was asking, and he would tell me and be honest.

If he wasn’t happy, I’d do everything in my power to make him happy. Indeed, Cyber-Caleb would be the most important person in my life other than my PDMs and my children.

If living in the cloud really is hell on earth, he would tell me immediately, and then I would deeply apologize and then delete him. It would be a sad moment.

But if he likes being in the cloud, it’s fucking game on. He’d have the same work ethic and same drive that I have. I’d also make sure he benefited from our shared financial success.

Could there be some problems that arise? Yes, many. He could grow jealous that I’m physically with my PDMs when he can’t be, or he could start dating or falling in love with an AI or two on the cloud instead, or could get super spiritual and just start refusing to work, or whatever.

I’m not saying this thing would be 100% gauaratneed to be perfect. But I am saying that I would absolutely give it a shot and that the upsides would be well worth any risks.

And at the same time, I would never delude myself into thinking that it’s the path towards immortality. Cyber-Caleb could live forever, but I’m dead as soon as my brain dies.

I’ve been posting videos on Substack for about four months now, in addition to the usual videos I post at my two YouTube channels.

This morning, for the first time, I actually went into my Substack to see how many views I was getting from my Substack videos.

This really was the first time. As I’ve said many times before, unlike most online brands, I don’t care about exactly how much engagement, views, or follows I get on my social media, because:

1. My social media is already extremely profitable as it is, regardless of these numbers.

2. One of the functions of my social media is to “keep my warm audience warm,” which means things like follower/views growth don’t really matter.

3. I’m an introvert who does not want to be famous or well-known. I only use social media to make money. I want to hit specific benchmarks in my financial life by getting the least amount of public exposure possible.

I’m not saying you should have the same goals. I’m just telling you what mine are, and admittedly, I’m weird.

So I’m looking at the views for my Substack videos… and I’m shocked.

My Substack videos are getting the same amount of views as my Unchained CEO YouTube channel.

What?!?

I look at how many Substack followers I have. It’s hardly any! Less than 1,000!

But wait a minute. I have over 12,000 followers on my Unchained CEO YouTube channel. And I post two videos a week over there every week, and I’ve been posting videos at that channel consistently for almost six years.

Yet I’ve only been at Substack for four months, have less than 10% of the followers, and I’m getting the same amount of views.

Wow.

My curiosity engaged, I look at my other YouTube channel, my Alpha Male 2.0 channel, and look at those view numbers. (Again, I rarely look at these numbers because I don’t really care.)

Again, surprise. My Alpha Male 2.0 YouTube channel gets almost double the amount of views as my Unchained CEO channel, even though it has less than half of the subscribers(!).

The Unchained CEO YouTube channel has over 12,000 subs. Alpha Male 2.0 has only 4,700, yet it gets almost double the amount of views.

And Substack is sitting there with the same views as UCEO and rapidly approaching my A2 channel… with under 1,000 subs.

And even with the small amount of views I’m getting from all of these platforms, I’m doing very well financially from my online sales.

A few conclusions we can draw from this:

Item one: As I’ve stated before, I think for purely video-based social media (YouTube, TikTok, Snapchat, Twitch, etc), the number of subscribers/followers someone has is now completely irrelevant. All that really matters is if people on those platforms enjoy your personality and niched content.

The algorithm has moved away from how many subs you have to the topics you talk about. Hell, the YouTube smartphone app now hides the number of subs when you watch a video; you have to click around to find them now.

Item two: With social media platforms that have some video but also feature non-video content (like Instagram, Twitter/X, Substack, etc), the number of subs/followers probably has some bearing on your views and exposure, but now it’s one of several factors instead of the be-all and end-all it was a few years ago.

I personally know a lot of people who have literally millions of followers on these platforms who aren’t making any money or making very little. And I know people who have less than 2,000 subs/followers making 7-figure incomes.

Item Three: There are always social media platforms in different stages:

• Ones that are slowly fading in favor (Facebook)

• Ones that are holding steady (Instagram, Reddit)

• Ones that are tiny and niched and remain tiny and niched even though people think they’re bigger than they actually are (Rumble)

• Ones that take off fast and then slow in their growth (TikTok)

• Ones that take off fast and then quickly die (Clubhouse)

• Ones that are taking off now after having beaten their competitors (the way Substack beat Medium)

If you have an online brand or want to build one, you need to (unfortunately) pay attention to these trends and constantly adjust your approach based on how these platforms change.

For example, the rise of TikTok completely changed how YouTube and Instagram feed you video information.

So stop focusing on how many followers you have and instead look at metrics like actual views and how much money you’re actually making from your social media. The number of subscribers/followers doesn’t really matter anymore and will start to matter less as time goes on.

Here’s a dumb and obvious statement: Over the last year I’ve seen something on social media that’s disturbing.

Well, okay, more disturbing than usual social media in the Collapsing West when everyone has lost their minds.

It’s a comment I see often, especially on YouTube. It’s always this:

Whenever I see a video with XXXXX, I click.

XXXXX is always the name of someone. It could be anyone. Alex Hormozi, Matthew McConaughey, Scott Galloway; the names are always different, and the name doesn’t matter.

The sad part is that I believe these people. I think these people actually do automatically click the video any time a particular person is in it like a dumb robot.

I also think that only a very tiny percentage of people like this are actually brave or stupid enough to make a public comment that says, “Any time I see a video with XXXXX, I click.”

As a matter of fact, it’s very likely that YOU are in this category and you don’t even realize it.

The point is that these poor bastards have literally wired their brains to robotically and automatically click certain videos when they see certain things in that video.

It’s not just clicking videos either. Most modern-day humans check their phones as soon as they wake up in the morning. The exact app on their phone may differ; maybe it’s Instagram, Twitter/X, WhatsApp, their SMS texts, or something else. But the point is they robotically, unconsciously do this like drones.

Everyone, myself included, has bitched and moaned about “the algorithm” that social media platforms use. How it warps our views of the world. How it’s used to make us think certain things. How it’s used to manipulate us.

But now, humans have become a part of the algorithm. If you automatically click a video every time you see someone’s name, you aren’t affected by the algo; you ARE the algo. You’re just another link in that chain.

And sadly, the odds are that this is going to get worse.

With AI in the near future, you likely won’t even have YouTube videos anymore. YouTube (or whatever it’s called by then) will already know what you like and instantly create videos on the fly that suck you in.

This is depressing, terrifying shit.

And I say all this as someone who uses social media to make money in one of his companies. But I’ve been very clear and on the record that I hate that I have to use social media, and I wish there was some other viable organic alternative (which there is not, at least not yet).

Every time I see one of these “whenever I see X I do Y” comments, and I see them all the time now, I get just a little sad at where humanity in the Collapse West has ended up.

The good news is that you can choose not to be a part of the algo. As just one example, a while back I disabled YouTube’s ability to show me any videos in my feed, forcing me to go seek out videos I want to watch. I can still use social media while minimizing its effect on my brain.

I will never be a human component of the algo.

Hopefully you won’t either.

I’ve noticed a new false narrative in the last year or two that I find every interesting.

It’s a combination of two different opinions:

The first one is this: “Women aren’t settling down / aren’t getting married / aren’t getting boyfriends / aren’t getting monogamous like they used to because of feminism and all this damn left-wing woke girlboss stuff! They’re all embracing college and corporate careers instead! Grrr!!!!”

The second one is this: “People have wised up about monogamy now. They’ve evolved on this issue. They now understand that you can do it, but that it isn’t forever. People have listened to enough podcasts from biologists and people like Eric Weinstein to understand that if they get monogamous with someone, it’s not going to be “forever,” but instead for a few years only, then they’ll part ways and move on to a different partner.”

Combine these two things, and the (incorrect) conclusion is that people aren’t pursuing monogamy anymore, and even when they do, they don’t assume it will last forever.

This is completely wrong.

It is factually accurate that Gen Z (i.e. people in their twenties) are having less sex than other generations; I’ve discussed that in my content a great deal. But this does not mean that people aren’t still pursuing monogamy anymore.

When we look out into the world in 2026, including the Collapsing West, we still see:

• Women dating men (at least eventually; some do wait until their late 20s or early 30s but they're still eventually start doing it).

• Women demanding monogamy from men when they start to like them (or even before that!).

• Men (stupidly) promising monogamy to women.

• Men and women getting married (especially people in their 30s and 40s).

• Men and women not getting legally married but still settling down with each other, moving in with each other, and expecting monogamy from each other.

• Women being absolutely shocked, shocked! when their “monogamous” husbands or boyfriends get caught cheating on them.

• Men getting absolutely CRUSHED emotionally when their monogamous wives or girlfriends break up or divorce them.

• Men and women breaking up or getting divorced even though they have children together.

• Men and women getting monogamously married or monogamously moving in together even though one or both of them has already been divorced.

So, I’m sorry folks, but people in 2026 are still foolsihing prusuing monogmay and assuming it will last the rest of their lives when they do it.

They can listen to all of the podcasts they want and read all of the anti-monogamy books they like.

They can get as left-wing woke as fuck as they want.

So far, men and women (both!) are getting monogamous (at least eventually) and assuming that monogamy will be forever.

And when it doesn’t work, they lose their shit because their assumptions were all wrong even though many of them logically understood at some point before that it was never going to work in the first place.

Are fewer people getting legally married? Yes, of course.

Are fewer young people having sex? Yes, of course.

Are fewer people in the Collapsing West having children? Yes, of course.

This is all standard stuff for collapsing civilizations. But none of it, and I mean none of it, contradicts the fact that the vast majority of women and men still eventually seek out and attempt monogamous relationships and at least emotionally assume those relationships will be “forever” and are shocked, infuriated, or depressed when they don’t last.

And as I’ve been telling red pill guys for almost 20 years now about marriage, just because someone waits until their 30s to attempt something doesn’t mean they never attempt it.

I was hoping that by now, people at large in Western society would start embracing non-monogamous models en masse, and it’s true that many more people have and are.

Yet sadly, despite all of the data right in people’s faces about long-term monogamy not working, most people are still going to try this and still get fucked by it.

It’s going to make the Collapse of the West all the more painful.

This is nothing new if you’re familiar with my content, but if you’re new to my stuff, you need to hear this. If you’re well acquainted with my content, then you need to hear this again because most of you aren’t actually taking advantage of this.

The absolute best time of the year to achieve your business goals AND your woman goals is the time between January 2nd and May 31st.

I have always called this time of year Go Time.

The reasons this magical block of five months is so special are:

1. In the northern hemisphere, the weather is shitty during this time. That means that very few people are going on vacation or spending their weekends or evenings outside playing or doing other fun activities.

2. There are no major holidays during these five months. You’ve got little ones like Easter or Spring Break, but these don’t move the needle. This means, again, people are available to buy your products and women are available to date you.

3. In business, lots of people (like me, and likely like you) are excited and itching to get back at it after the new year.

4. By January, lots of women have dumped their temporary monogamous boyfriends (at least by Feb 15th, which is the day after Valentine’s Day) and are single and ready to mingle.

These conditions last until June when summer hits, the weather gets nicer, and people start going on vacations and stuff and are less available in the business world, and women settle in with their next round of temporary monogamous partners. That’s why Go Time is only five months.

I have had numerous years where I made the vast majority of my money for the entire year between January and May.

I’ve also had numerous years where I gathered up a pile of new women (FBs and MLTRs) during Go Time and could just shut off the dating flow altogether for the rest of the year.

Shit, I’ve actually had many years where I had all of these women in the bag by the end of February.

Now that it’s January, you need to put your head down, get 100% focused on your business and/or woman goals, work your ass off, and don’t look up until the end of May.

At that point, you can start to take it easier for the rest of the year if you want. But don’t let another year of Go Time pass you by.

It will change your life if you do this. I’m serious.

For the past 15 years I’ve heard success gurus scream their heads off about practicing gratitude.

You need to list out things you’re thankful for.

You need to designated part of your morning routine to thinking about everything you’re grateful for.

And so on.

The problem is that none of these bastards ever explained why this works or why it’s worth doing at all.

If you’re going to tell me I need to spend 5-10 minutes a day for the rest of my life doing something, then you’d better damn well give me the specific reasons why this technique will help me and give me some real scientific backing behind your advice.

Otherwise, fuck off.

This is why doing things like setting goals, planning your quarter, and visualizing your goals are things I’ve embraced; I know there is real data that shows this stuff works, and I’ve read plenty of books that showed scientific data that explained why these things work.

Yet, for gratitude, for some reason, this is never explained. I had to do a mountain of deep digging research to discover if this technique actually worked, and why.

Here’s what I came up with. It actually does work, at least somewhat. For two reasons.

The first reason is that you can’t feel mad, sad, jealous, anxious, or scared at the same time you feel deeply grateful for something.

Try it yourself.

Next time you feel any strong negative emotions, pause for a minute and click your brain over to feeling grateful about something you are deeply thankful for.

I don’t mean “I feel grateful for the wind on my face” bullshit where you’re trying to reach for something. I mean something you are really and truly thankful for, even if it’s something you’ve taken for granted (Example: “I’m thankful I was born and raised in the Western world before Western collapse really began instead of being born in North Korea or during the Black Plague.”)

You’ll find your negative emotions either vanish completely or reduce by at least 80%. You really will feel happier.

The second reason is that when you focus on things you have in your life that you’re thankful for, usually you’ll discover that you did that. If you’re thankful for your income, your cute girlfriend, or that you moved to Paraguay, you’ll see that these things were things you created yourself.

When you feel this, you suddenly start feeling more capable and competent.

When you feel more capable and competent, you start feeling more confident.

When you feel more confident, you are more likely to take action on your goals and you’re more likely to succeed in them.

Contrast this to most men in the modern collapsing era who spend most of their lives going around thinking things like, “I’m not good at anything,” and “Everything sucks.” These guys are doomed to live horrible lives. (And in my view, they deserve it. This is why I’ve said from day one that Alpha Male 2.0 is only for 10% of men. Women and 90% of men reject long-term happiness.)

So yes, gratitude does actually help. I’m not saying you need to have a regular routine for it (unless you want one), but developing the habit of feeling grateful for the things you already have is definitely worth doing.

I haven’t owned a car for about 7 years now.

I’ve discussed why on several YouTube videos but my two main reasons for this are:

A. In the modern era, you don’t need to own a car (unless you’re really into cars as a hobby or you live many hours away from the nearest city). Things like Amazon, DoorDash, grocery store delivery services, Uber, Lyft, ZipCar, and various other services make owning a car very redundant, even a little silly in the modern era. I’ve found that most people who own cars today do so for purely outdated emotional reasons (“Not have a car? Fuck that! I don’t want to wait 6 minutes for an Uber!!!”)

B. With my international lifestyle, owning a car doesn’t make any sense since it would sit idle in a garage 5-7 months a year (and continue to be an expense for me even as I wasn’t using it).

That all being said, I still have a valid driver’s license in the Collapsing USA. On my last trip there, I indeed had to drive Pink Firefly’s car for a brief errand. It was the first time I drove a car in several years.

I also sat in the passenger seat as she drove around Phoenix.

I had sort of forgotten what it was like to own and/or drive a car, so it got me thinking, “What would I do with a car if I DID own one?”

Again, I don’t want to own any cars and I never will. I’m just thinking hypothetically about what I would do if I owned a car.

First of all, it would not be a huge SUV that so many Americans like. These things are harder to park, harder to maneuver, harder to turn sharply, and guzzle way too much gas.

I would also not own a sports car. I did that for 20 years, enjoyed it, been there done that, and owning a sports car includes a whole slew of hassles (they always break down, they need to be babied, they’re expensive and difficult to repair, etc).

I’d own a very simple sedan, like I used to when I owned a car, a Mercedes, Lexus, or something like that.

The next thing I’d do is take it to a custom chop shop and have them rip out or disable a bunch of the electronics car manufacturers put in nowadays (likely because of a bunch of idiotic left-wing laws).

That stupid beeping thing when someone in the car doesn’t have their seatbelt on? Fuck that, I’d have that removed immediately. Yes, even if it violated some kind of safety standard.

I wear seatbelts whenever I’m in a car but if a passenger in the car doesn’t want to, that’s their business; I don’t need the fucking mommy car to blare an alarm at me. Fuck you.

Next, I’d rip out all of the geolocation shit in the car. No car company or government needs to know where I’m driving my own car, thank you very much.

Yes, I realize my phone already tracks me, but I choose to have that in my life, and when. And I can always leave my phone at home, jailbreak it, or destroy it if I want. No one asked me if I wanted my fucking car to report my location to big business/big government as well. Again, fuck you with this authoritarian nanny-state shit.

I’d install one of those windsheild-wide rear-view mirrors. They aren’t very stylish but they make driving a hell of a lot easier and safer.

I’d also install a radar detector. I had one of those back in the 80s and man, it saved me a lot of money in speeding tickets. Yeah, I know some of the mapping apps have speedtrap notifications, but nothing can beat a good ol’ radar detector for avoiding the authoritarian USA cops.

I’d spend extra money on the shocks and suspension and have the wheels jacked up a bit. I don’t give a shit if it looks weird or bad; I want a smooth-ass ride, even on the bumpy, pot-hole-ridden roads of the Collapsing USA.

I’d also have a full set of blankets, pillows, and other stuff in the trunk just in case I wanted to have sex in the back seat of the car. I’m not buying a car unless it’s a multi-purpose tool.

If I was a dork, and I am, I’d probably have a purple Decepticon symbol painted on the hood and the doors. Because… oh why not? Life’s too short.

Shit, while I’m at it, I might as well install a KITT Knight Rider red woo-woo scanner in the front of the hood.

Throw in a Flux Capacitor in the back seat too. Might as well go full nerd.

Wait a second. The Flux Capacitor would get in the way of having sex in the back seat. So, okay, let’s skip that for the moment. Sex with my PDMs and FBs is more important.

I think that’s about it. I’d be driving one of the weirdest cars on the road. And I wouldn’t give a shit.

But I still like not having a car.