A relative of mine visited me today and we just talked for a few hours about life. The poor sod (my uncle) was sent my parents to try to have a "man to man" chat about life, in the hopes he would convince me to go get a job, and give up on current NEET lifestyle of living in a shed in rural Australia. He was churning out the usual bluepilled shit, and I was arguing back that women are shit, and it's not even worth bothering anymore to get a gf or start a family. He kept saying you must make do with what u got, with a few lies thrown in to increase your chances.
Anyway, he ended up letting out some blackpills from what he experiences in the 1980s when he was in his 20s:
Anyway, he ended up letting out some blackpills from what he experiences in the 1980s when he was in his 20s:
- When he and his mates went to parties and disco clubs, he would tell the girls he was a doctor from Adelaide. This would get their interest and get him a few dances with uni bitches. In reality, he was just a welder in a shipyard.
- An apprentice in a shipyard at the time was paid more than a state mp. Now it is reverse - basic apprentices are now paid around 50-80k in Australia, while state mps are paid 180k+. It was possible to buy a house, a car, raise a family and support a stay at home wife on a basic job salary. Workers are basically slaves now.
- There were a bunch of hippy faggots who would wear flared pants at parties - they would say peace bro or peace man and act like faggots. This was just to attract women - and it usually did work as the bitches were into weed and shit that these hippy fags provided.
- There was a gigachad in town called Brian. He would play wingman to his mates, setting them up with girls, but the girls weren't interested in the guys, and they'd ditch them and go talk to Brian the gigachad. Anyway, Brian was a known womaniser - he would point to a woman at each party, and it was his mission to bed her by the end of the night. He usually succeeded, and he made a lot of women bitter, as he'd seduce them and dump them. After a year or so in the shipyard town, Brian fucked so many bitches and destroyed so many relationships that he moved to another town, and did the same thing again. Anyway, Brian is now a board member of a big4 bank - more proof chad always wins.
- Guns were readily available. Gold miners would prospect out in the bush and be able to earn a decent living at the time from that. Every so often, the miners would come into town and sell everything for a bulk cash. Then go on a drinking session, see a hooker and blow all their money in a single night. Lots of middle aged miners started blowing their brains out when the whole mining gig thing collapsed. Incel timeline: cope then rope.
- The shipyard was a major employer in town. And it had heaps of single women from Adelaide who would flock their to find a highly paid husband. Most of these women were single mothers with a few kids who lived in social housing, and wanted a bailout. Of course, not many guys got into relationships with those single mothers. When the shipyard later closed, and the town began to decline, all that was left was shitty service based economy, of a few nurses, teachers and receptionists. Every other foid was a single mother in social housing.
- Huge divorce rates among shipyard workers. As they started reaching mid-20s, everyone started getting married. Within around 4 years, most of marriages had folded. My uncle went and got a Thai mail order bride after that and had hapa kids.
