I SEE this question posted with some regularity in the personal ads, so I thought I’d take a minute to explain things to the ladies out there who haven’t figured it out.

What happened to all the nice guys?

The answer is simple: You did.

See, if you think back, really hard, you might vaguely remember a Platonic guy pal who always seemed to want to spend time with you. He’d tag along with you when you went shopping, stop by your place for a movie when you were lonely but didn’t feel like going out, or even sit there and hold you while you sobbed and told him about how horribly the (other) guy — the one that you were intimate with — treated you.

At the time, you probably joked with your girl friends about how he was a little puppy dog, always following you around, trying to do things to get you to pay attention to him. They probably teased you because they thought he had a crush on you. Given that his behavior was, you thought, a little pathetic, you vehemently denied having any romantic feelings for him, and buttressed your position by claiming that you were “just friends.” Besides, he totally wasn’t your type. I mean, he was a little too old or too young, too short, or too  poor, or didn’t know how to dress himself, or basically be or do any of the things that your tall, good-looking, fit, rich, stylish boyfriend at the time pulled off with such ease.

Eventually, your Platonic buddy drifted away, as your relationship with the boyfriend got more serious and spending time with this other guy was, you thought, a little weird, if you weren’t dating him. More time passed, and the boyfriend eventually cheated on you, or became “boring,” or you realized that the things that attracted you to him weren’t the kinds of things that make for a good, long-term relationship. So, now, you’re single again, and after having tried the bar scene for several months having only encountered players and douche bags, you wonder, “What happened to all the nice guys?”

Well, once again, you did.

You ignored the nice guy. You used him for emotional intimacy without reciprocating, in kind, with physical intimacy. You laughed at his consideration and resented his devotion. You valued the aloof boyfriend more than the attentive “just-a-” friend.

Eventually, he took the hint and moved on with his life. He probably came to realize, one day, that modern women aren’t really attracted to guys who hold doors open; or make dinners just because; or buy you a Christmas gift that you mentioned, in passing, that you really wanted five months ago; or listen when you’re upset; or hold you when you cry. He came to realize that, if he wanted a woman like you, he’d have to act more like the jerk boyfriend that you had. He probably cleaned up his look, started making some real money, and generally acted like more of an ass than he ever wanted to be.

Fact is, now, he’s probably “getting some,” and in a way, your ultimate rejection of him is to thank for that. And I’m sorry that it took the complete absence of “nice guys” in your life for you to realize that you missed them and wanted them. Most women will only have a handful of nice guys stumble into their lives, if that.

So, if you’re looking for a nice guy, here’s what you do:

1.) Build a time machine.
2.) Go back a few years and pull your head out of where it’s been.
3.) Take a look at what’s right in front of you and grab hold of it.

I suppose the other possibility is that you still don’t really want a nice guy, but you feel the social pressure to at least appear to have matured beyond your infantile taste in men. In which case, you might be in luck, because the nice guy you claim to want has, in reality, shed his nice guy mantle and is out there looking to unleash his cynicism and resentment onto someone just like you.

If you were five years younger.

So, please: either stop misrepresenting what you want, or own up to the fact that you and your social set have ruined your life. You’re getting older, after all. It’s time to excise the mental garbage and posing and deal with reality. You didn’t want a nice guy then, and he certainly doesn’t goddamned want you now.

Sincerely,

A Recovering Nice Guy.

EDITOR’S NOTE: It is the sex-without-love attitudes inculcated by the mass media and the anti-Nature “sophisticates” that are responsible for the breakdown in the love relations between men and women in the West. And the resulting below-replacement birthrates spell our doom unless we change things, fast. Nice guys have the right instincts, but little insight. Both sexes need to treasure and love and appreciate each other if we intend to survive as a civilization — and have meaningful lives as individuals. — M.P. Shiel

CANADIAN Paul Fromm, a former schoolteacher who is either 1) a brave advocate for self-determination and free speech or 2) an evil neo-nazi bigot, depending on whether you’re talking to the man on the street or a spokesman for the immigrant lobby — has begun a campaign for mayor of Mississauga, Ontario, a sizable city which has seen a huge demographic change in recent years. Fromm is the fourteenth announced candidate in the race, which takes place next month. (ILLUSTRATION: Paul Fromm with Lady Michele Renouf on a recent speaking tour.)

Mr. Fromm is well known as a former Peel District School Board teacher who was fired in the late 1990s for refusing to curtail his political speech outside the classroom.

“Immigration is the issue,” Fromm said in the announcement of his candidacy. “It’s the two-ton elephant in the room that the municipal politicians don’t want to discuss. They just want to babble about the supposed benefits of ‘diversity.'”

Fromm lost his position teaching English at Applewood Heights Secondary School in 1997 after B’Nai Brith Canada and allied groups said that his opposition to enforced multiracialism and multiculturalism — which he expressed off of school grounds only — was “hate.”

The school board responded by removing Fromm from the classroom after 19 years on the job. The alleged “final straw” was when Mr. Fromm attended a memorial service for controversial writer and classics professor Revilo P. Oliver.

“He was terminated from his life’s work of teaching — just because he attended the funeral of a friend, who was someone the open-borders lobby didn’t like, and for peacefully opposing immigration,” according to Gideon Dene, editor of The American Mercury. “He even lost his teaching license. That’s outrageous,” Dene added.

Paul Fromm could still be considered a teacher: He spends his time speaking at venues all over the U.S. and Canada, doing a weekly radio show, and serving as a director of the Council of Conservative Citizens.

Immigration is the central issue that motivates him. Fromm says “Immigration impacts almost every major problem in Mississauga – overcrowded roads, dwindling farm land, the environment, welfare costs. If I’m elected, I’ll camp out on the Minister of Immigration’s front lawn and demand action,” he said. According to Fromm, immigration feeds overpopulation: “Will the roads be any less congested? Will welfare costs be lower? Will the environment be safer with nearly another 300,000 in Peel? Not likely. Mississauga is full. It’s more than doubled in size since I moved here in 1980.”

Fromm also heads the Canadian Association for Free Expression, a group which fights censorship, both public and private.

Paul Fromm’s Canada First Web site

Metapedia encyclopedia article on Paul Fromm

Radical Press weighs in on Paul Fromm

ACCORDING to Wired magazine, the Pentagon just spent $4,000,000 to learn how to read our minds. (Er, I mean read “the enemy’s” minds! And we do seem to have a lot of enemies these days.) Leaving aside the question of just why anyone who could truly read minds would have any need of something so crude as weapons, this is pretty scary stuff if there’s any truth to it.

‘Forget the battlefield radios, the combat PDAs or even infantry hand signals. When the soldiers of the future want to communicate, they’ll read each other’s minds.

‘At least, that’s the hope of researchers at the Pentagon’s mad-science division Darpa. The agency’s budget for the next fiscal year includes $4 million to start up a program called Silent Talk. The goal is to “allow user-to-user communication on the battlefield without the use of vocalized speech through analysis of neural signals.” That’s on top of the $4 million the Army handed out last year to the University of California to investigate the potential for computer-mediated telepathy.

‘Before being vocalized, speech exists as word-specific neural signals in the mind. Darpa wants to develop technology that would detect these signals of  “pre-speech,” analyze them, and then transmit the statement to an intended interlocutor. Darpa plans to use EEG to read the brain waves. It’s a technique they’re also testing in a project to devise mind-reading binoculars that alert soldiers to threats faster the conscious mind can process them.

‘The project has three major goals, according to Darpa. First, try to map a person’s EEG patterns to his or her individual words. Then, see if those patterns are generalizable – if everyone has similar patterns. Last, “construct a fieldable pre-prototype that would decode the signal and transmit over a limited range.”…

Last year, the National Research Council and the Defense Intelligence Agency released a report suggesting that neuroscience might also be useful to “make the enemy obey our commands.”…

Earlier I said that this is pretty scary stuff if there’s any truth to it. Upon deeper consideration, I’ve decided that it’s very unlikely there’s any truth to it at all. Forcing people to “obey our commands”? Come on. More likely, all this “psychic combat” “research” is nothing but a racket; a con game that illustrates for us a sycophantic relationship between not-too-bright military bureaucrats carving out a comfortable niche for themselves, and clever “contractors” who have figured out a way to cut themselves in on a slice of the biggest military budget ever seen on planet Earth. (Currently, the U.S. military budget is nearly the size of all the other military budgets in the world combined.)

Since no is really minding the store (it’s “unpatriotic” to notice when our war machine is misused for evil purposes, and “anti-Semitic” — even if you’re Jewish — to notice that Zionists and neocons use our men as cannon fodder) — a large part of this huge sum is bound to find its way into the pockets of crooks. Better them than warmongers, I suppose.

“AVOID DOCTORS if you want to live a long life” said a wise uncle of mine who just happened to live to the age of 82 with perfect health. He was writing imaginative fiction, penning incisive essays, and ardently pursuing a romantic relationship with a lovely fortysomething woman until the very last week of his life in 1947, when — you guessed it — he was persuaded to enter a hospital in Chichester over a minor complaint and came under the “care” of the medical establishment. That, as they say, is all she wrote.

Doctors know much more today than they did in 1947, and for some things they are indispensable. But note well the endless string of recalls and horror stories of drugs that, ten or 20 years on, have unexpected and severe side effects that the FDA somehow didn’t catch. And recall how many times they have flip-flopped on what is good and what is harmful to take into your body: There were times when Thalidomide and cigarettes were said to be A-OK, and butter and eggs were called positively dangerous. Up until a year or so ago they thought we needed a whopping eight glasses of water a day — until they discovered no one knew where that dictum had even come from. Medicine is not yet an exact science.

And doctors have, sadly, been captured by Big Pharma and Big Insurance and are (usually unwitting) collaborators with the psychiatrists in the effort to medicate us all to the limits of our sanity and our bank accounts. Most of this drug-a-thon is unnecessary. Giving Ritalin to millions of perfectly normal energetic kids is just one outrage out of thousands.

Today, with the collective intelligence of the Internet and the unselfish efforts of researchers and writers like those at the Life Extension Foundation (LEF), more often than not you no longer need to consult a licensed practitioner or take his licensed drugs to treat what ails you. An intelligent man or woman, armed with an inventory of symptoms and his or her own history, can easily cut through the dross (which is out there) and find informed and even advanced opinion on what should be done. And supplement providers are still more or less free to sell you the substances you might need to treat yourself.

But, just as in the fields of spirituality and politics, there are con men galore in the health field. They mostly fool the uneducated and the uneducable. American Mercury readers would probably never fall for their blandishments, any more than they fell for those of Boy George Bush or Barack Hussein Fetchit. But Big Brother wants to “protect” us all. They don’t think we’re able to make decisions about our own health care.

Every year, Washington bureaucrats overreach their mandate and try to increase their power to control what vitamins and supplements we’re allowed to buy. Every year, especially this year, Pharma-linked and Insurance-company-linked lawyers write laws (that the Congressmen seldom even read) designed to make medicine an ever more tightly controlled cartel with monopoly-like powers. They’ve even tried to regulate Vitamin B6 — and walnuts — and green tea!

Yes, I agree that frauds who prey on the ignorant need to be brought to heel. But the best way to do that is to eradicate ignorance as much as possible. And the worst way to do it is to give more power to the servants of the Drug Trust and the Insurance Cartel in Washington, DC.