Part One: Istanbul to Bangkok
my flight to Thailand might’ve been the biggest concentration of ugly men, autists and passport bros all compacted into one single flight. Truly an incel factory, I recognized immediately 2-3 other autistic men as I can usually tell because I myself show the same behavior or whatever, but right off the bat it’s what I noticed along with some Betabuxx couples, for some reason? It was a very long flight and I had the displeasure of being sat behind right behind the business class seats and where I was sitting it was the very first economy seat so there was this sort of border between the two classes and to my luck aswell, a happy Betabuxx couple infront of me, in a more expensive seat bracket, cuddling. This angered me greatly and the whole 14 hour flight from instanbul to Bangkok I chose to kick the foid’s seat infront of me and this agitated her greatly. I remember it got to the point she got up and confronted me! Her boyfriend was this emo looking alternative black guy and the foid was this clearly Slavic woman maybe both in their mid 20s, which is also my age, she got up and started yelling at me to stop kicking her seat and how uncomfortable it is, I was clearly amused that it provided such a visceral response and I told her she must be imagining it and that my feet where nowhere near her seat (I had retreated my feet to their natural position upon her getting up) I told her it’s in her head and she told me if it continued that she would get the airplane staff to talk to me. I ceased my behavior for about 5 minutes and then continued she promptly called this flight attendant on me and I pretended to be asleep and he just asked I move my feet or something so I did but i would continue subtlety kicking her chair on and off thorough the flight whilst pretend to be asleep and the flight attendant who was a clear chadlite atleast tall and good looking (not trying to Chad worship but it’s important in the story) so this good looking guy has this seat that looks directly at the couple because it’s on Turkish airlines and they have this spot where the employees hang out at right so he sits DIRECTLY looking at the couple for a few hours always and he is genuinely mogging the guy with the gf and it acctually made me laugh because immediately I could tell the man’s mood went from content and happy to seething and envy like I could tell from his profile and his expressions something shifted, which made me cackle, despite my wretched condition as a bitter jealous man kicking the seat of a couple, because even so that man who probably paid all expenses for and flights to and from Thailand and turkey (where I flew out of) that man probably bought everything just to get Mogged in his Betabuxx normie relationship by a rami Malik lookalike. Made me feel better. Whole time the female flight attendees really tried to ignore me but I was luckily able to get beer and red wine on the flight and I subsequently decided to get drunk for the remainder of the flight and fall asleep. I woke up in Bangkok airport and meandered around for a while, took some money out and whole time the Thai authorities would follow me inside the shops at the airport or something to sure I wouldn’t steal or something? I don’t know I guess I’m that ugly but I wasn’t aware I looked low trust as well so I lingered around a whole before booking a hotel for a week in Bangkok along with a taxi to the hotel.
Part Two: Bangkok
Now I wish I had more to comment on about my time in Bangkok, but I really didn’t
do much I went out once for one night and decided that it was enough and I stayed inside the not for the remainder of the time.
The night I went out I got suspicious stares from westerners, laughter from most Asian woman and at best sellers trying to sell me various trinkets an gadgets or whatnot, which I entertained and bought a switchblade that is apparently legal in Thailand which was cool but everything else sucked, smelled like shit, overpopulated as hell. White htns everywhere and they were the only people with girls other than old white men chatting up literal prostitues outside the bars, it was miserable and degenerate, full of troons, prositues, the smell of weed, of sex pests and of me who was outside all of it, I one stroll down one of the red light and immediately went back the other way it was too much for me to bare. The music bars blasted music and up on the chairs were all the defeated looking white men who were either drunk high or plainly becoming aware to the realities of geomaxxing in 2026 alongside the idea of paying for some fucking massage, losing the little dignity I had left, getting scammed by some ladyboy or something, it depressed me greatly.
I also attracted a bunch of uncs for some reason they saw me and tried to get closer in range just walking around my area LMAO, some sort of tribalism I suppose but I spent the remaining time inside and what was nice was the room service was amazing I had this little Thai person deliver me beer and goyslop and I left large tips for them you know if nothing else atleast your money goes a long way and you get a sort of special treatment (even if it’s fake) it was nice to feel a fraction of what Chad feels daily. I left Bangkok the same day my hotel was checked out and I took the train to Chang Mai, which was genuinely miserable it was like a 3rd class train and they’re were all these bugs the whole time I killed a roach and showed it to the person sitting next to me because it thought maybe Asian culture liked that or something everyone just thought i was weird. It really felt like some shitty India train or something. Alot of monks too lots of buddists in robes and without shoes on the train. I also got sunburnt because the train windows were open for like 14 hours straight and just sitting in the sun, aswell as I ate almost nothing but McDonalds in Bangkok an drank beer the whole time just a giga inflammatory diet so that also sucked I arrived in Chang Mai around 4 in the morning without sleep and overall grimy and melancholic as I departed off the train and was met with hostile stares from all the different people of various races and backgrounds, sometimes I feel like a Hyena, ugly and reviled by all.
Part Three: Nothing New Under The Sun
arriving in Chang Mai was decent better than Bangkok, but ultimately nothing new
The city was a lot more laidback but to my lack of suprise first thing I saw in the train station was horde of trust fund looking white htns with a crowd of Asian men in defeat and Asian woman scanning the room to look at them. By then I had started wearing a Covid mask to hide my lower third at this point as it’s my biggest weakness facially.
My eyes and hair aren’t the worst in the world, but as a whole project, my face falls apart. I paid money to use the washroom and upon pissng and washing my hands, to my dismay the paper towels were all gone.
I dried my hands and walked over to the cigarette lounge where I smoked one cigarette after the other and I ordered a black coffee and the Thai employee had a sort of horror set into his face upon seeing mine, but I continued to cope and smoke for a while actually, I had until 12 before I could even check into my hotel and it was only 8. I decided to take a cab anyways. During the ride my driver asked if I wanted Thai girlfriend here. To my shock at him seeing right through my I lied and said I have a girlfriend back in California. Both lies as I have never lived there and I have never had a girlfriend either but the humiliation was setting in at my whole existence in Thailand was equated to being a sex tourist (which was halfway true) what he got wrong was that I am a failed sex tourist. I couldn’t even geomaxx if I wanted to, I was here in the region that much is true, but the idea and the prospect of fucking some Asian girl just because im white is entirely foreign to me. I’m a white autist and the only advantage I have seen so far is some of the men here are quite nice to me like one of the men at the train station looked after my stuff when I used the washroom but I don’t know if this is some homosexual urge? I hope not, it’s probably basic manners which is not something I’m used to. I’ve always maintained good relations with Asian men since my childhood though so I’m not sure, my childhood friend was Chinese. But in terms of women I’ve seen nothing of advantage. All the couples ive observed here aswell are all the same trend htn men with the top foids, bottom barrel or medium looking girls with older passport bros. Lots of blacks avoiding eye contact with me (out of shame perhaps) and white expats at coffee shops outside, jestering for recognition and attention which they probably do get again I’m just observing this from an outsider perspective, none of the expats welcome me and to be clear they are obvious competitors in this sick country I’ve found myself in.
My biggest issue, I think is that I believe in can somehow live a life similar to that of a Normie, a Normie adjacent life, I try and fail in many ways to form a sort of social circle, or even basic conversations, for instance whilst I was waiting for the hotel check in I still had a lot of time to kill so I made my way to a mall here in Chang Mai in the hopes of finding some hentai magazines or something of the sort. I arrived early and the mall wouldn’t open until 11:00 so I had even more time to kill and I saw an old Asian line cook sitting on the stairs smoking, I figured I’d join him as he looked like the beaten down type and so I sat next to him and lit up another cigarette, he looked at me with a face of disgust, finished his cigarette quickly and walked back inside to resume his work. (The lower mall was open for the food court but the upper mall was the one I was waiting for it to open) so I wait a while longer and it opens and there’s already a horde of Asian couples, white and black tourists, mixed race families waiting for the gates of the mall to open and we rush in, I walked up and down the escalators and inside the stores and for some reason I felt compelled to buy something and not walk out empty handed. This can probably be explained that I’ve already wasted my time and dignity and walking out with nothing while already looking disheveled might make my already bad image even worse. So I buy a pair of Lee Jeans that were %100 cotton and I leave. Upon leaving I’m sitting at the bench and this white normie walks past me with disgust and sits next to me. I get up and spit on the floor in his general direction and leave, without looking back and I smoke my 8th cigarette out of a 20 pack of imported Winston cigarettes. I later checked into my
hotel.
Epilogue
I sit alone in my room, without budging or leaving I have the luxury of isolation but not much more, I’m a hideous thing even in Asian countries, and by their standards. I lose sleep at night in cold sweats and anxiety ridden worrying about my flight back home and the possibility people have to see my face once more and all which that horrible feeling entails. What once was geomaxxing has been over saturated for years now, the golden age of the passport bro is long gone and the collapse of an outlet for unattractive men, like all things, has been co opted by the normie, by the tourists, by the sexhaver. The demand increases whilst the quality decreases, Thai women are no longer foreign to the idea and even the physical entity of Chad. The last minor detail which set me off, was when I was in the back of a cab on route to my hotel, as I looked out to the city from my window, every cardboard cutout infront of the stores was a stereotypical rendition of a white Chad, tall, muscular with A10 eyes and blonde hair. Hypergamy has reached an all time high, even in the foreign world.
As hypergamy increases in the west, normie men flock to Asia, as hypergamy increases in the west, even Chad has to resort to Asia and the real men who needed Thailand to begin with are weeded out and outcast once more, as nature chose for them. Thus creating a power imbalance once more and incels having to seek out more and more increasingly obscure locations just for the possibility - of sex. The possibility of something alien to some, and in abundance for others.
Geomaxxing is dead! And we have killed it.
my flight to Thailand might’ve been the biggest concentration of ugly men, autists and passport bros all compacted into one single flight. Truly an incel factory, I recognized immediately 2-3 other autistic men as I can usually tell because I myself show the same behavior or whatever, but right off the bat it’s what I noticed along with some Betabuxx couples, for some reason? It was a very long flight and I had the displeasure of being sat behind right behind the business class seats and where I was sitting it was the very first economy seat so there was this sort of border between the two classes and to my luck aswell, a happy Betabuxx couple infront of me, in a more expensive seat bracket, cuddling. This angered me greatly and the whole 14 hour flight from instanbul to Bangkok I chose to kick the foid’s seat infront of me and this agitated her greatly. I remember it got to the point she got up and confronted me! Her boyfriend was this emo looking alternative black guy and the foid was this clearly Slavic woman maybe both in their mid 20s, which is also my age, she got up and started yelling at me to stop kicking her seat and how uncomfortable it is, I was clearly amused that it provided such a visceral response and I told her she must be imagining it and that my feet where nowhere near her seat (I had retreated my feet to their natural position upon her getting up) I told her it’s in her head and she told me if it continued that she would get the airplane staff to talk to me. I ceased my behavior for about 5 minutes and then continued she promptly called this flight attendant on me and I pretended to be asleep and he just asked I move my feet or something so I did but i would continue subtlety kicking her chair on and off thorough the flight whilst pretend to be asleep and the flight attendant who was a clear chadlite atleast tall and good looking (not trying to Chad worship but it’s important in the story) so this good looking guy has this seat that looks directly at the couple because it’s on Turkish airlines and they have this spot where the employees hang out at right so he sits DIRECTLY looking at the couple for a few hours always and he is genuinely mogging the guy with the gf and it acctually made me laugh because immediately I could tell the man’s mood went from content and happy to seething and envy like I could tell from his profile and his expressions something shifted, which made me cackle, despite my wretched condition as a bitter jealous man kicking the seat of a couple, because even so that man who probably paid all expenses for and flights to and from Thailand and turkey (where I flew out of) that man probably bought everything just to get Mogged in his Betabuxx normie relationship by a rami Malik lookalike. Made me feel better. Whole time the female flight attendees really tried to ignore me but I was luckily able to get beer and red wine on the flight and I subsequently decided to get drunk for the remainder of the flight and fall asleep. I woke up in Bangkok airport and meandered around for a while, took some money out and whole time the Thai authorities would follow me inside the shops at the airport or something to sure I wouldn’t steal or something? I don’t know I guess I’m that ugly but I wasn’t aware I looked low trust as well so I lingered around a whole before booking a hotel for a week in Bangkok along with a taxi to the hotel.
Part Two: Bangkok
Now I wish I had more to comment on about my time in Bangkok, but I really didn’t
do much I went out once for one night and decided that it was enough and I stayed inside the not for the remainder of the time.
The night I went out I got suspicious stares from westerners, laughter from most Asian woman and at best sellers trying to sell me various trinkets an gadgets or whatnot, which I entertained and bought a switchblade that is apparently legal in Thailand which was cool but everything else sucked, smelled like shit, overpopulated as hell. White htns everywhere and they were the only people with girls other than old white men chatting up literal prostitues outside the bars, it was miserable and degenerate, full of troons, prositues, the smell of weed, of sex pests and of me who was outside all of it, I one stroll down one of the red light and immediately went back the other way it was too much for me to bare. The music bars blasted music and up on the chairs were all the defeated looking white men who were either drunk high or plainly becoming aware to the realities of geomaxxing in 2026 alongside the idea of paying for some fucking massage, losing the little dignity I had left, getting scammed by some ladyboy or something, it depressed me greatly.
I also attracted a bunch of uncs for some reason they saw me and tried to get closer in range just walking around my area LMAO, some sort of tribalism I suppose but I spent the remaining time inside and what was nice was the room service was amazing I had this little Thai person deliver me beer and goyslop and I left large tips for them you know if nothing else atleast your money goes a long way and you get a sort of special treatment (even if it’s fake) it was nice to feel a fraction of what Chad feels daily. I left Bangkok the same day my hotel was checked out and I took the train to Chang Mai, which was genuinely miserable it was like a 3rd class train and they’re were all these bugs the whole time I killed a roach and showed it to the person sitting next to me because it thought maybe Asian culture liked that or something everyone just thought i was weird. It really felt like some shitty India train or something. Alot of monks too lots of buddists in robes and without shoes on the train. I also got sunburnt because the train windows were open for like 14 hours straight and just sitting in the sun, aswell as I ate almost nothing but McDonalds in Bangkok an drank beer the whole time just a giga inflammatory diet so that also sucked I arrived in Chang Mai around 4 in the morning without sleep and overall grimy and melancholic as I departed off the train and was met with hostile stares from all the different people of various races and backgrounds, sometimes I feel like a Hyena, ugly and reviled by all.
Part Three: Nothing New Under The Sun
arriving in Chang Mai was decent better than Bangkok, but ultimately nothing new
The city was a lot more laidback but to my lack of suprise first thing I saw in the train station was horde of trust fund looking white htns with a crowd of Asian men in defeat and Asian woman scanning the room to look at them. By then I had started wearing a Covid mask to hide my lower third at this point as it’s my biggest weakness facially.
My eyes and hair aren’t the worst in the world, but as a whole project, my face falls apart. I paid money to use the washroom and upon pissng and washing my hands, to my dismay the paper towels were all gone.
I dried my hands and walked over to the cigarette lounge where I smoked one cigarette after the other and I ordered a black coffee and the Thai employee had a sort of horror set into his face upon seeing mine, but I continued to cope and smoke for a while actually, I had until 12 before I could even check into my hotel and it was only 8. I decided to take a cab anyways. During the ride my driver asked if I wanted Thai girlfriend here. To my shock at him seeing right through my I lied and said I have a girlfriend back in California. Both lies as I have never lived there and I have never had a girlfriend either but the humiliation was setting in at my whole existence in Thailand was equated to being a sex tourist (which was halfway true) what he got wrong was that I am a failed sex tourist. I couldn’t even geomaxx if I wanted to, I was here in the region that much is true, but the idea and the prospect of fucking some Asian girl just because im white is entirely foreign to me. I’m a white autist and the only advantage I have seen so far is some of the men here are quite nice to me like one of the men at the train station looked after my stuff when I used the washroom but I don’t know if this is some homosexual urge? I hope not, it’s probably basic manners which is not something I’m used to. I’ve always maintained good relations with Asian men since my childhood though so I’m not sure, my childhood friend was Chinese. But in terms of women I’ve seen nothing of advantage. All the couples ive observed here aswell are all the same trend htn men with the top foids, bottom barrel or medium looking girls with older passport bros. Lots of blacks avoiding eye contact with me (out of shame perhaps) and white expats at coffee shops outside, jestering for recognition and attention which they probably do get again I’m just observing this from an outsider perspective, none of the expats welcome me and to be clear they are obvious competitors in this sick country I’ve found myself in.
My biggest issue, I think is that I believe in can somehow live a life similar to that of a Normie, a Normie adjacent life, I try and fail in many ways to form a sort of social circle, or even basic conversations, for instance whilst I was waiting for the hotel check in I still had a lot of time to kill so I made my way to a mall here in Chang Mai in the hopes of finding some hentai magazines or something of the sort. I arrived early and the mall wouldn’t open until 11:00 so I had even more time to kill and I saw an old Asian line cook sitting on the stairs smoking, I figured I’d join him as he looked like the beaten down type and so I sat next to him and lit up another cigarette, he looked at me with a face of disgust, finished his cigarette quickly and walked back inside to resume his work. (The lower mall was open for the food court but the upper mall was the one I was waiting for it to open) so I wait a while longer and it opens and there’s already a horde of Asian couples, white and black tourists, mixed race families waiting for the gates of the mall to open and we rush in, I walked up and down the escalators and inside the stores and for some reason I felt compelled to buy something and not walk out empty handed. This can probably be explained that I’ve already wasted my time and dignity and walking out with nothing while already looking disheveled might make my already bad image even worse. So I buy a pair of Lee Jeans that were %100 cotton and I leave. Upon leaving I’m sitting at the bench and this white normie walks past me with disgust and sits next to me. I get up and spit on the floor in his general direction and leave, without looking back and I smoke my 8th cigarette out of a 20 pack of imported Winston cigarettes. I later checked into my
hotel.
Epilogue
I sit alone in my room, without budging or leaving I have the luxury of isolation but not much more, I’m a hideous thing even in Asian countries, and by their standards. I lose sleep at night in cold sweats and anxiety ridden worrying about my flight back home and the possibility people have to see my face once more and all which that horrible feeling entails. What once was geomaxxing has been over saturated for years now, the golden age of the passport bro is long gone and the collapse of an outlet for unattractive men, like all things, has been co opted by the normie, by the tourists, by the sexhaver. The demand increases whilst the quality decreases, Thai women are no longer foreign to the idea and even the physical entity of Chad. The last minor detail which set me off, was when I was in the back of a cab on route to my hotel, as I looked out to the city from my window, every cardboard cutout infront of the stores was a stereotypical rendition of a white Chad, tall, muscular with A10 eyes and blonde hair. Hypergamy has reached an all time high, even in the foreign world.
As hypergamy increases in the west, normie men flock to Asia, as hypergamy increases in the west, even Chad has to resort to Asia and the real men who needed Thailand to begin with are weeded out and outcast once more, as nature chose for them. Thus creating a power imbalance once more and incels having to seek out more and more increasingly obscure locations just for the possibility - of sex. The possibility of something alien to some, and in abundance for others.
Geomaxxing is dead! And we have killed it.
