About the purpose of this site, and a boy named Hazem.
I spent most of today in an emotional tailspin. I was quite hurt by the trick played on me by people who claim to be my readers by inventing an outrageous story that I eventually (and unwisely) ran on the site. Truly, I do the best I can to get these stories right, but I’m just one person trying to do an enormous job. This failure hurt.
I knew I couldn’t pull the site down, but I spent the day trying to figure out how much more time I could spend with something that was causing me this much frustration and animosity.
Then, like magic, I received this incredible message on Snapchat from a gay boy named Hazem in Saudi Arabia. Please read this:
Hi there! I’ve recently discovered your podcast and I just wanna say that I really enjoy it. As a gay Muslim boy, who’s lived in Saudi Arabia most of my life, it’s really refreshing to hear such an amazing viewpoint of what I personally believe to be very prevalent and relevant in the world. I don’t believe this type of conversation and topic is given enough light due to the bullshit made up societal norms we have in the world.
Therefore I’m extending a thank you to you – as your podcasts and website are extremely and informative not just to alphas and fags, but to any male, straight or gay or whatever. It’s highly educational and in my opinion necessary for everyone to understand and accept these realities. Furthermore I really believe your work will push people in the right direction of whatever hierarchical status they belong to. It’s imperative to functionality of society. So thank you for normalizing these topics.
I’ve even showed some of your work to my father who has always encouraged me to explore myself and my role in society. I said that your podcast helps me to really delve further into my mind and evaluate a lot about myself. He has listened to some podcasts and encourages it as he also believes it’ll give me clarity as to who I am and what I stand for.
You see, if it wasn’t for your podcast, bringing this type of topic up for discussion with your father would be much harder. Therefore, your podcasts almost work as a broker to legitimize the topic to the older generation as they find it harder to digest these types of dialogues (at least where I’m from). However I do like to be very open with him as we’re best friends haha and your podcast has really aided me in shifting the topic from an awkward place to a very comfortable place where we can bounce off each other’s talking points regarding the types of topics that you bring to the surface.
So a big thank you for that, and I’m very excited to explore your podcasts more, educate myself, and explore myself. And the best part is that I’m able to talk with my dad about it too, as I mentioned before, without your podcasts it would be a lot harder to get the words out properly about my belief systems haha. Awesome work man, keep it up!
And I immediately began to cry.
It hit home for me first of all because Hazem is from the Middle East, the hotbed of anti-gay hate from where I rescued Baby Boy in 2017. But then it also hit me in the gut that my silly podcast about Hierarchy could reach into the home of an Arabic family on the other side of the world and bond a father and son with new light and understanding.
And suddenly I could hold up my head again.
It’s truly baffling how much hate and cruelty poisons this world. It crushes the spirit. I run this website out of a desire to help people, and it is a target of hateful attacks. People like Hazem simply want to live lives honestly and transparently, but their culture hates them and represses them.
I might look stupid or foolish or just plain wrong to those who seek to hurt me, but I’ll keep on going for the ones I’m helping. How could I ever turn my back on a gentle and loving person like Hazem, a boy who thinks enough of me to write such a soaring letter to me from the darkness of the Middle East?
I can be brave just like Hazem.
To the game players out there who seek to hurt me or destroy what I’m trying to do here, I ask: re-read Hazem’s letter and see my works in his words.
And then ask yourself what you’re doing to make a positive impact in our world. You may not like the answer if you can be honest at all.
I love you, Hazem!
The story about “Henry” and “Master Jake” has turned out to be a fake.
Here’s a letter I received today from the “Harry” email address created specifically for this charade:
I am apologising for this fake story. This is a group of pals who set up a story from the wildest, wackiest and most disgusting fiction we could find online to check out the credibility of your sites and stories. I guess we got our answer but didn’t intent to destroy your site and relationship with your readers. Although we think you need more thorough vetting in future, we only think it fair to confirm that this is fake so you have opportunity to remove this fake news from your website and restore your credibility.
We really don’t think this horrific character should be promoted and used as an example.
I’m grateful that this person (finally) came clean. After the reaction of “Master Jake” I really dug in my heels on the story. I did that out of concern for the safety of “Henry.”
In the back of my mind I’ve been expecting someone to try a scam like this on me given some of the outlandish true stories I’ve covered. But the point is taken.
I just want to be clear about this: I run this site as an educational beacon. I don’t give a fuck about web hits or site traffic. This site COSTS ME MONEY, it doesn’t earn me money. I’m not living off of the profits from FWA because there are none.
And even though it costs me money, that’s not even the real expense. The real cost is my TIME. I work very hard on the site and spend countless hours on each story, each email, each DM. This ultimately fake story involved many wasted hours of emails from me as I tried my best to guide this fake person and help him. That’s all I was trying to do. That’s all I’m ever trying to do.
I don’t know the answer to the problem. I feel the site does too much good to simply pull it down and end it.
But I can’t waste my precious time anymore, either. I didn’t miraculously survive cancer so I can waste valuable hours of my extra life chasing fake characters invented to humiliate me. I’m a faggot. That’s humiliation enough.
So I’m going to let this marinate for a while. I have other, more profitable things I’m building, and they deserve my time more than this does now.
This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’m always cognizant that Alphas are reading this site. They may not always make their presence known publicly, but they are definitely monitoring what is said and done here.
That is humbling to me, of course, but it also keeps me on my toes. I’m accountable to these great Men to get it right.
One of the latest Kings to catch my attention is Master Cody, the Apex Alpha who recently subjugated his college roommate. And, like many other Alphas I’ve covered, he keeps an eye on the site and weighs in where necessary.
Here’s what Master Cody wrote about the brouhaha around here:
I hate seeing all the drama on your site lately. I don’t have a perfectly analogous story from my own life.
I’ve had guys who wouldn’t have acted submissive normally totally cave in, though not to the point of consuming excrement. I dated a girl my senior year and her family practically orbited me when I was at the house. It wasn’t enslavement, but in that type of senario the enslavement seems more de facto to me. The fag who wrote about it probably conveyed what happened in a way that made it seem more linear than it really was.
It can be a very gradual pushing of boundaries. And sometimes you find out it wasn’t even a boundary because the person offered no resistance to your suggestions or requests.
It starts with the eyes and how you carry yourself. Do you cross your legs? Do you make yourself comfortable?
Right off the bat, the social cues are there. They’re not offering you things in order to make you feel more comfortable because you already are. Most people don’t notice that.
I have a lot of opinions most people disagree with. That’s another signal. How passionate will they make their disagreements? If you’re like my ex-girlfriend’s father, you just say something like “I hadn’t thought of it that way.” He’s not going to risk a debate and getting humiliated.
They laugh at your jokes. At the dinner table you catch Mom, a sister, (or a faggot brother sometimes) looking at you for prolonged periods of time.
They already have it in their minds that you’ve probably fucked their daughter already. Long story short: I’m in control of everything at that point.
It might be a little more complicated with the father. But could I probably seduce the sister? Yep. Can I pretend I’m there early to pick up my girlfriend and fuck Mom in the kitchen? Yep. Are all of the females going to dress a little differently when I’m around? They do.
If something in the father’s mind makes him feel impotent around you then you notice it. Is that father going to read you the riot act about banging his little girl? Not a chance.
It may not come in the form of being a coprophagic slave, but little things can happen with dear old Dad. Allowed at the house more, can borrow the car, offered various favors or hookups. Then you can start initiating those things instead of waiting on him to offer. He’s not going to say no. He maintains the illusion that’s in control of the people in that house, but he’s not.
Some assholes are more controlling in ways that changes a girl’s bubbly personality for the worse. Dad has a good reason to intervene then. That breaks the spell. But girls are rarely not-bubbly when they’re with me. If anything all of those endorphins and all of the semen has a lovely effect on their mood. And as long as she’s happy the parents are happy. His baby girl gets fucked into a coma. She comes home bubbly and happy. The effect rubs off on everyone else. From there it can be a license to do many things. They want the good feelings to keep rolling.
Anyway, just my opinion on it.
I’m endlessly fascinated by Alphas like Master Cody who deeply consider the effects of their power on lesser humans. It’s very real and tangible to those Alphas who are self-aware and conscious of how to wield it.
Notice that Master Cody didn’t dismiss the outrageousness of the story surrounding Master Jake. Why not? Because, as he says, he knows that Alphas have the ability to manipulate and bend entire families to their will.
Only gods understand what other gods can do. Inferior ones cannot know the power of a storm like gods do, but only experience it and look on with awe.
I am not here to judge superior Men, only serve in wonder and gratitude at their feet.
Thank you Master Cody!