The Japanese like to say: “Fall down 7 times, stand up 8.”
Victor Pride likes to say: “If you fail 55 years, try 56 years.”
What you’ll see below is a letter from a man who failed for 55 years and now has extreme regret.
Boo hoo, right? Actually, it’s a great letter and should be read by all. It gives you the most important lesson there ever was…
ENTER THE OLD LION…
“I know all too well what it’s like to be 18 years old and feel like you’ve got the world by the tail, and all of the time it contains. Full of beans and only living for today.
When I hit 21 the party was just getting started. I’d get asked by family members and their friends what I planned to do with my life.
I was only living for the moment and I had no idea … didn’t really care, actually. They would all say, “Don’t worry. You’ve got PLENTY of time!”
That was a LIE. But it was all I needed to satisfy the discontent, anxiousness, and REGRET I’d already started feeling for the time I’d wasted.
Little did I know at the time that I was just getting started. I went for years drinking and partying my life away.
At age 27 I knocked up a girl I’d been screwing around with and was on the verge of dumping. I stuck around for the kid, but his mom and I were nowhere near a match.
I numbed myself to the situation I was in with alcohol, drugs, affairs, pornography, and masturbation. I hated my life, but it was the only one that I knew.
My wife and I had no shared interests and any projects I started in an effort to better myself and my situation got met with hostility by her.
I watched as our children seemed to grow up over night and have children of their own, all the while bouncing from one go-nowhere job to the next trying to make something stick.
I’m now 55 years old. No money in the bank. Go-nowhere inside sales/customer service job. And enduring the mid-life crisis from hell.
Regrets of the life I’ve wasted and the things I’ve done is all that I have. The mere weight of my regrets threaten to crush my very soul.
Right NOW is all that you have! Do NOT let anyone tell you that you “have plenty of time” to figure things out. It is a LIE born in the depths of hell itself.
There is NO TOMORROW. Tomorrow is an illusion. Five minutes from now is a fucking illusion! Hell, your next breath is an illusion!
RIGHT NOW is all that exists, and it requires IMMEDIATE ACTION! Do not end up like me. I’m a fucking loser. I watched my whole life go by waiting on tomorrow and it hasn’t shown up yet.
And you know what, unless I am able to muster the mindset and tenacity at this late stage in my life that it’s going to take, there NEVER WILL be a “tomorrow” for me.
I will die in some clinical environment, REGRETS heaped on top of me, an lucky if I have any family or friends there to bid me farewell.
Seem like a dark picture? It is! Think my life is the exception and not the rule? Perhaps mine is extreme, but the VAST majority of men out there are leading the proverbial lives of quiet desperation.
The VAST majority will die with their regrets haunting them until they draw their final breath. That is a FACT.
Determine RIGHT NOW not to be one of them! Then DO SOMETHING. Get off of you ass and get moving … NOW!
Do not throw your life away in your prime years and blame it on being “young and dumb.” My life is all the proof you need that being young and dumb can much too easily lead to old and stupid.
You do NOT want to end up with the weight of regret that I currently experience. It is a fate I would not wish on my worst enemy.”
THE LETTER FROM AN OLD LION HAS ENDED. ENTER VICTOR PRIDE…
Maybe I’m the only man ever lived that don’t care about your past, but I don’t.
All I care about is right now and tomorrow. I don’t dwell on someone’s past, I don’t even ask. I don’t care.
Whatever you did back then I don’t give a good goddamn. I only care what you do RIGHT NOW.
Many would boo-hoo, many would pity, many would mock this man, many would use his past as a cautionary tule.
I won’t. I already told you I don’t give a good goddamn about your past. The past? What’s that?
I just checked the clock and it’s RIGHT NOW, so I’d say wake-up unless you’re dead. (And if you are dead, then fuck off and die.)
If you’re alive and you’re 55 and you’re telling the tale then you ain’t dead yet.
If you’re telling the tale, warts and all, then that means you got heart and balls and that’s two out of three, all that’s missing is money.
Take your own damn advice and get started right now. If you got the courage and if you got a pulse then what are you waiting for?
The past is the past, it’s not here anymore. It’s right now, it always has been and it always will be.
To get to heaven sometimes you gotta spend some time in hell.
Hardship is what builds you and hardship is what breaks you, if you let it.
Broken down or built up, the choice is yours.
You can build yourself from the ground up or you can be pounded down into the ground.
Either is fine with me. Like the girls in Thailand say — up to you.
A Message for the Young and Hungry Castaways
This is both a video and a text piece.
The complete text is below the video, read it if you like — though the video is more powerful.
To absorb the message fully, I’d suggest watching the video at night when you’re alone.
Again, friend, up to you…
Did you ever see that movie Cast Away, starring Tom Hanks?
Tom Hanks plays a normal man who’s in a plane crash and he’s the only survivor of his plane crash.
He drifted onto an island, and he stayed on that island for four years. And after 4 years he decided to make a move and leave the island.
And he made it. He found his way back to civilization. And that’s that. He was back.
But … he was still an outsider there. He was still alone, with all those people, because he’d been gone for 4 years.
So who’s gonna wait for you for 4 years? Nobody. So he was left with himself, like he was on the island.
The movie ends with Tom Hanks sitting in a car at an intersection. And he looks this way and he looks this way and he looks in front of him, and that’s that.
He has the option to go wherever he wants to go. He did his time, his 4 years. Now he’s free to do whatever he wants.
I spent five years in the jungle, in Asia.
Five years ago, I gave up everything that I had. I sold it, I gave it away or I put it in the dumpster.
I sold my car, got rid of all my furniture, gave my dogs away, and I went to my own island, where I lived for five years.
But for me, on my island, I was building something: I was building my future.
And I spent five years doing it and there were people around me but I didn’t see them, I didn’t hear them. They weren’t really there. It was just me doing my thing.
People would try to talk to me but I would be deaf to them. If you walked in front of me, I was blind to you.
You couldn’t treat me like a person that was there because I wasn’t there. I might’ve been there physically, but I wasn’t there with you, mentally.
I couldn’t have a conversation with you. You wouldn’t get a response from me.
We wouldn’t converse. I was busy. I was on my own island, building what I have now.
And now I’m back. I’m back at my intersection. I can go that way. I can go that way. I can go that way.
Because I did my time, you see, I did my 5 years. I put in that time to be able to do what I want now.
It was a long term thing, it didn’t happen overnight, it took 5 years. But now I’m here at that intersection.
And just like Tom Hanks in Cast Away, there’s nobody here for me. There’s no friends, there’s no family, there’s no nothing.
It’s me like it always was. Like it always will be. Because that’s truly what we have, if we want to do something extraordinary.
If we want to do something extraordinary; it’s just us, it’s just people like us.
There are no groups of people who do extraordinary things. It’s single people.
It’s people that give up everything else in pursuit of their goal.
Now Tom Hanks didn’t pursue his goal. Everything was just taken from him.
I willingly gave up all in exchange to gain all. And it worked out for me.
But was it worth it? Giving up everything to gain everything?
Yeah, it was worth it.
Who else could be young, free and rich all at the same time?
Many people are rich but they’re not young. Many people are free but they’re not rich. Many people are free and rich but they are not young.
So was it worth it? Yeah, it was worth it. I’d do it all again in a heartbeat.
I give all to get all, all the time. All day every day.
We have an advantage being born in and of the west. We don’t have an advantage because of “white privilege” or “male privilege”. We have an advantage because we are smart and capable. A smart and capable man can do anything. A smart and capable man surrounded by other smart and capable men is untouchable.
But some of us are lacking. Some of us are empty. Some of us don’t know who we are or what we stand for. Some of us believe we don’t deserve our God given strengths. That we must squander it, that we must live a life of decadence and depravity and hedonism. Some of us believe that we have undo privilege just because of our sheer ability. Not all of us have it.
The world needs the order takers every bit as much as it needs the order givers. But as a man of wits and capability you must never defer to the lessers. You must never believe that because others have a disability, a psychological disorder, an inborn stupidity, or an undeserved sense of entitlement that you, the smart and capable, must defer to the masses of the ignorant, lacking, lazy, and entitled. You, as a man, take what is yours. You are given nothing and you accept no charity or handouts.
Some say a man must give to the lessers. That it is your job to take care of the world and all its inhabitants. This is not true. It is your job as a man to take care of the defenseless. The women, the children and the animals. You never provide for the defensive who do not share your abilities and wish to take what you have through overt or non-overt violent action.
You take care of your defenseless, but you never give the defenseless undeserved power. You maximize the strengths of the powerless and minimize its weakness. You encourage women to give credence to their God given strength of empathy, tenderness and care-giving and you minimize their weakness of solipsism, greed, jealousy, and vindictiveness. You never give encouragement for the unnatural qualities or terrible qualities that the weak possess.
You do not treat dogs as men. You do not empower the animals that give us sustenance, nor do you treat them viciously. You treat them with humanity and compassion but you never forget what they are there for and you do the job you must. You remember, always, that those who slaughter animals with cruelty and torture are not of you and your world.
You remember that those who enslave, torture, maim and kill of their own are not of your world. They exist but they must be kept under a watchful eye for they are never to be trusted to be as empathetic as you or to have the same values as you. In some men empathy is as natural as walking, but in some men it is not. You can never assume that those who are not like you will ever share your values. When you assume this you pay the consequences of your actions in blood.
Always remember that you feed your family first before you feed the family next door. The blood in your veins, the blood that you share, is the most important thing in this world. You provide for your blood. You do this first and with all the strength and pride of your character, and then you provide for the family next door. But you never, ever provide for the family next door the same as you provide for your blood and, above all else, you never provide for the family next door before you provide for your blood. The wealth that you accrue is for you and your blood.
Not all creatures on this planet deserve what you have. Let them take that deserve straight to the hell that they have created, maintained and spread. What is yours is for you and your blood. And you will have it through the power of wit and action that defines you and your people. As builders, as winners, as men of honor – Do not forget your blood.
Our leaders and fathers have forgotten their blood. They have traded their blood for their God. They have left you to rebuild. As a man, building is in your nature and accomplishment is your drive.
Friends, young men, fathers and providers: It’s time to do a little building.
I tell you what, boy, I used to have a bum mentality to the max.
I didn’t want to spend a dime on anything. I’d waste time agonizing over a decision to buy something and I’d find myself just stressing about buying something little.
I used to eat tuna mixed with oatmeal. I paid for my gym membership fees over a 6 week period instead of paying it all at once.
I drove into a tree stump a week after buying a new truck and I had a huge dent in the bumper, I never fixed it because I didn’t want to pay the insurance deductible.
I’d never eat at a nice restaurant unless it was a big group get-together.
100% of the time I’d split the bill with anyone (girls included). If the food cost two dollars I’d get one dollar from the girl.
I’d pirate songs and movies instead of buying from iTunes or Amazon. I’d spend hours searching for and downloading a movie or song instead of paying a few bucks to get it instantly.
That was my life before money. I was a bum and I didn’t even know it.
The bums always like to say money doesn’t buy happiness, but I sure wouldn’t go back to wasting my time stealing a song when I could buy it for $1 and have it instantly.
There are two real great benefits to having money….
Money takes care of any problem. You might think it doesn’t, but you’d be wrong.
Money puts a big emotional divide between you and average people (including your friends and family).
“But wait Vic, how could an emotional divide between you and average people be a benefit?”
Average people are average for a reason and only average people would want to hang out with other average people. Extraordinary people want to spend time with other extraordinary people.
Having that emotional divide keeps you away from the mundane of the average.
Some of you guys ask me silly questions like “Should I join a frat?“. I can’t answer a question like that. I don’t even think you should attend university, so how could I go further and talk about frats?
I live in a different reality where a question like that doesn’t enter my consciousness. It’s an average question, but it’s a million miles from me because I put that wall up to protect myself from average people.
See….
Average people lack ambition, they lack courage, they’re petty, they’re jealous, they’re envious, they’re vindictive, they’re broke, they’re gossipy, they don’t want anyone else to succeed if they can’t…
And if you spend time with them you will end up the same way.
Money buys your freedom from these bums and it buys you a better class of people to spend your time with.
Elitist? Yeah, sure. I’d rather be alone than spend time with an average bum.
In fact, for the last four years that’s almost exactly what I did. I spent time only with people who were fully on board and supportive of the Website for Winners.
I’ve “lost” or left behind nearly everyone I knew in my previous life so their mundane-itis couldn’t infect me.
The one old friend I touch base with recently told me about some great success he had in real estate. I gave him a big congrats. It takes big balls to go out and make a lot of money, he did it and I’m proud of him for doing it.
He replied: “Nice…you’re one of the few people I can tell that to and they’ll be happy and not envious…“.
Hey, I know all about it. You reach a certain level and people want to bring you all the way back down to their level.
But fuck ’em. Stay away, build a wall, and they won’t be able to get you.
It’s not about social status, it’s not about prestige, it’s not about pedigree. It’s about…
ATTITUDE.
Attitude is the one quality that separates a winner from a loser. A guy who’s broke but has the right attitude is better company than a guy who has money but the wrong attitude.
A guy who’s broke but has the right attitude will rectify the situation. Someone with a winning attitude will spend the required time it takes to win.
Losers will say “that’s too long, I want it now” and then they’ll quit. Those are the types of people you want to quarantine yourself from.
The other day in the gym a fellow asked me how long I’ve been working out.
I said “a decade“.
He said “I’ve been working out for years, but off and on. Consistency is my problem“.
“Victor, how long will it take to build a business, build a body, get rich?”
I get asked this same dumb question all the time, and I’m going to answer it once and for all right here. Here’s the answer….
It will take as long as it takes you bum. You’re wasting your time and you’re wasting my time asking me that poverty question.
It’s not even a real question, it’s a way for you to say “oh, that’s too long. I’ll just do something else“.
“How long will it take?” is a moronic, unanswerable question so if you ask it you must be a moron, right?
It will take as long as it takes and when you ask that question what you want is an excuse to quit. You can’t have excuses from me.
I was at the bottom and I clawed my way to the top and I never asked “b-b-b-but how long will it take? I’m busy right now being a bum“. I just put my boots on and went to work. Eventually I never had to worry about bills or think about money again.
Am I really so special that I can take something as simple as digital media and turn it into a million dollar empire?
Maybe I am, or maybe I just didn’t quit.
It takes as long as it takes.
— Victor Pride (@victor_pride) December 16, 2014
Bold and Determined recently had its four year birthday. That’s four years I’ve been obsessed with one singular goal (winning).
If a genie in a bottle had told me “In four years you will make more money than athletes, politicians and most famous people BUT! it will take four years of obsession” what do you think I would have said?
I might have said…
Geeze, 4 years? That’s a long time. Nah, I don’t want to do it. I’ll do something else. I’m sure something will get me rich faster with less work required. Sincerely, a bum.
The stone cold reality is that four years flew by. They went by faster than lightning because I was doing what I was meant to do. I wasn’t rotting away in an office like a dickless jerk, scared to face destiny. I was working like a dog to build myself a great life.
Those years went by so fast that when I sat down to write the “4 Years of Pride” recap article I couldn’t write anything good. I was struck with nostalgia for the past.
The House on Victory Hill
I didn’t live like a normal person for four years and for the last year and a half I lived almost monk-like. I had tunnel vision to the extreme and I was able to increase the profit of B&D by a real nice margin. I “made” it.
Four years ago when I started on this “journey” I lived in a one room studio apartment in China that cost $100 per month.
Today I live in a 4 story mansion with 5 bedrooms, 6 bathrooms, a home office bigger than my last apartment, a pool and a house staff.
“How long does it take to build a successful business?”
It took me four years of living like an obsessed freak. Everything in my life, my whole life, I give everything for Bold and Determined. I think about Bold and Determined more than I think about sex. I think about Bold and Determined more than I think about money.
When I publish an article it takes a part of my soul and I need an entire day to recover.
Why do I do it?
Because I have to. I have a duty. I know you guys out there feel the same way I do and you want the good life.
For some of you it’s entertainment, and I’m happy to provide entertainment, but I damn well know a percentage of you are serious men who are willing to put in the time to remold into gold.
“So a blog is the answer?”
It’s not about blogging, friends. The blog is my medium. It’s my art. I excel at it because I put my heart and soul into it. I excel where others fail because I write poetry instead of words and I pay extreme attention to design detail.
I want an absolute perfect and complete piece of art and if I don’t have it then I don’t publish.
And when I do publish I feel like vomiting every time. I’m scared, literally scared, when I publish. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I publish at night and each time I publish an article I wake up in the middle of the night to make sure that I didn’t make some little, tiny mistake in my writing. I wake up to make sure I said a sentence in the right way. I wake up to verify that I conveyed the words in my heart.
I want it to be perfect. I want perfection to be the goal of every man who reads the Website for Winners. If it isn’t perfect it’s dogshit. If it isn’t art, if it isn’t beautiful, it’s shit.
“Good enough” isn’t good enough. If you want to reach the top you do what it takes.
My art has to be perfect. That’s how I got from A to B in a straight line while the “good enough” guys keep going from A to A in a circle.
What has this obsession with perfection gotten me?
B&D is one of the most successful blogs in the world. It’s one of the most copied blogs in the world.
I get thousands of emails thanking me for inspiring others to take the leap. I get hundreds of emails from young men telling me I’m the father figure they never had.
It’s nice to hear, but I don’t need a thank you. I just want you to believe me when I say you aren’t a victim of circumstance. I want you to believe me when I tell you that you can change your life and accomplish your goals if you just do the work required.
I’m impatient, I’m capricious, I’m blunt, I’m not delicate with feelings (ok, enough bragging) but one thing I am is sincere.
Read this one sentence and take it to heart:
If you put in the required work with full 100% focus you will reap the rewards.
What was required of me was total obsession. I gave away everything else in my life except for Bold and Determined.
If Bold and Determined disappeared I’d have nothing but a suitcase and a bunch of money. But money without a mission isn’t worth so much.
You hear about all these guys who retired early then got hooked on drugs, prostitutes and partying and got depressed.
Stupid people will think that’s because money makes you unhappy. The reality is that you will be unhappy if you don’t have a mission in life.
Those guys who retired early sold their mission and now have a hole in their soul.
Without Bold and Determined I’d have a giant hole in my soul, so I give my life to B&D.
Even if I get eaten by a shark off the coast of Bora Bora my lawyer Mike Cernovich Esq. is going to be the trustee of my estate and ensure that Bold and Determined lives on.
Women can ruin your success, but the right woman can heighten your success. Having the right cheerleader in your corner can be worth its weight in gold.
Think about this: If you’re a single guy, what do you really, truly have to work for?
You can get by on almost no money if you’re a single guy, so why bother making a bunch of money?
If you don’t have some love in your life you just see black and white, you can’t see in color. Your soul feels empty when you’re alone.
We all need something to work for. Your woman, your kids, your family, your friends, even your dear ol’ dog but we all need something and someone.
I keep perfect records of my profit and expenses, and I can see a rise in income when I got miss Pride. Before her my income was flatlined, steady. Every month since then, 1.5 years ago, my income has gone up and up.
That’s because she’s on the same page as me, she’s there to help me make it happen, she has no other purpose in life other than to support me. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
The next thing you know it’s a fight to the finish.
Your whole life was preparation for this moment, even though you didn’t know it.
Someone has come from the darkness and they have come for your life.
They want to take you out, they are determined to take you out.
Your whole life up until this moment was just a game and the stakes were meaningless. It was all pretend.
Today the game is played for keeps – winner takes all.
It’s ‘Do or Die’ in every sense of the word.
One of you will stand tall and one of you will fall.
One of your souls will be sent to Hell. It’s unavoidable.
It’s a fight for your life.
For this very moment your whole life was preparation.
At the end someone will stand with their bloody knuckles raised victoriously towards the heavens, screamings to the skies from the depths of their soul and the bottom of their heart:
Fear is an excellent motivator, if you let it motivate you.
Fear is also an excellent tool to keep you from succeeding, if you let it.
Those that have achieved their dreams have faced their fears and conquered them.
Those that are not living their dreams have let fear control them.
When you’re contemplating doing something but you’re scared, always ask yourself what’s the worst that could happen?
It’s likely that nothing bad will happen. If something bad could happen what are the chances? Usually a tiny chance.
If you’re scared to do something, that’s a good sign that you should do it.
Seen Jaws too many times and now you’re scared of Sharks? You need to jump in the ocean.
What’s the worst that could happen?
You encounter a shark. So what. Maybe it bites you and maybe it doesn’t. And if it kills you then it kills you. We all die and you did it facing your fears.
Want to go into business for yourself but you’re afraid of failure? You should bite the bullet and do it.
What’s the worst that could happen?
You go broke. So what. Every self-made millionaire was broke before they were rich.
Want to get into shape but you’re scared of looking like a fool in the gym? Go into the gym anyway.
What’s the worst that could happen?
People snigger behind your back. So what. See the look on their faces in 6 months when you’ve completely changed your body.
Want to ask out the pretty girl at the mall but scared she’ll say no? Ask her anyway.
What’s the worst that could happen?
She could say no. So what. At least you tried while all the other cowards wonder what could have been.
Answer that question with specifics and you are 1000% more likely to get it than the guy who answered “I don’t know” or answered with some vague buzzwords like “happiness”.
– Where do you want to be in one year?
Oh, I dunno. Have a better job I guess. Maybe have my own entrepreneurial gig.
Hmmm. Guess what’s not going to happen for you?
– Where do you want to be in 5 years?
On my chicken farm in Montana with my 22 year old petite, blonde Ukrainian wife and my 1 year old child all paid for from the proceeds of XYZ business which is run completely by my employees.
Vague ideas are just pipe dreams. Plan, visualize, and then act on those plans.
“I want to win the lottery”.
Ok. Good luck you fucking loser.
Concrete ideas, plans and actions are how you get it.
Dream big, but don’t spend all your time asleep. Dream the dream and then wake up and get to work.
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On December 31st where do you want to be, what do you want accomplished and how will you do it.
Fuck your New Year’s Resolutions to be a better you.
You either have a New Year’s Plan or you get to endure another year of loser’dom.
You have the power to turn it all around. You have the power to change it for the better.
Grab your dick, make sure it’s still there. Since you are not dickless you can stop acting like a little, whining pussy.
Shout out to the entire motherfucking world “HERE. I. COME.”
There is no point in arguing with people who already have their minds made up.
It takes up your time and energy and doesn’t produce any tangible results.
It ends up with you getting angry, trying to convince someone of something that truly doesn’t matter at all.
But I don’t want people to think I’m such and such!
Why? How does you taking time from your life to pander to other people make any difference. People who are prone to arguing and name-calling have a very hard time understanding anything.
No matter what you say they are going to think whatever they want to think. No matter how much you argue and pander you can’t change someone who has their mind made up. Just let people think whatever they want and go on with your life.
We’re scared of words for no reason. We argue against words like it changes anything or makes any difference. It doesn’t make any difference.
They’re just words. Sometimes they have a basis in reality, sometimes they don’t. You can argue for or against the words as long as you want but it changes nothing about you as a person.
Time is precious. Don’t waste it arguing. Especially with people who aren’t worth a second of your time.
You’re a racist!
Uh huh.
You’re a sexist pig!
Uh huh.
You’re a homophobe!
Uh huh.
You’re wrong!
Uh huh.
You’re an elitist!
Uh huh.
You’re selfish!
Uh huh.
You’re obsessed!
Uh huh.
You’re a smart-ass!
Uh huh.
You’re stupid!
Uh huh.
You’re insane!
Uh huh.
You think you’re better than everyone!
Uh huh.
You’re so demanding!
Uh huh.
You’re just mad because blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Lifestyle design. It’s a cool, hip marketing term to describe people who make money without a 9-5 job. But everybody designs their own lifestyle.
The cubicle nerd, the QC manager, the HR assistant, the IT guy. All of them made their choice.
They were at A and decided to go to B. The idea being that they can go from A-B, from B-C, from C-D etc. step by step all the way until they are “comfortable”.
Well listen fellas, I decided to skip all those un-necessary steps. I went from A-Z and didn’t bother asking permission. In hip marketing terms I’m a lifestyle designer.
Can everybody do what I can do? Of course not, and it’s stupid to suggest “well, if everybody did that the world would stop“. Listen, not everybody will do it. Not everybody can do it.
You know why? Most people lack the ability, the creativity, the balls, the je ne sais quoi. Most people are just….normal people. And they’ll live normal lives. Good for them.
They can have their Facebooks and their Walmarts and their televisions.
But Bold and Determined isn’t for normal people. Bold and Determined is for the men who aspire for higher. The Gentlemen Wolves who require better and aren’t afraid to get their hands dirty to get what they require.
When I was a little kid I learned a very important lesson. I learned that if you accept humiliation you will get humiliation. And I learned that if you have a money making skill you can walk away from anything without a care in the world.
One day my dad came home and he was laughing about how he had quit his job that day. The boss man had tried to give him some grief and my dad said “kiss my butt” and came home laughing about it. He was a craftsman, he could find a new job within hours, he knew it, and he wouldn’t take any grief from anybody.
When a normal person is humiliated by the boss he won’t say “kiss my butt” and walk away laughing. What he will do is accept the humiliation and then when he gets home he will start with “when I have ‘F-you money’ I’m gonna tell my boss where to stick it!“.
This is the normal way of rationalizing and accepting defeat, failure and humiliation. These people, normal people, will never have ‘F-you money’ because they accept defeat in the moment and talk big later when they feel safe. Timid when it counts and big when it doesn’t count.
But…
To have ‘F-you money’ you must first develop ‘F-you ability‘.
What is ‘F-you ability’?
It’s two-fold:
Having the ability to say “F-you” in the moment, not wait until later to tell your wife, girlfriend or the internet about it. The ability to never accept humiliation.
Having the ability to make money independently of any job, employer or corporation. The skill of making money without begging.
So how do you develop ‘F-you ability’?
So sorry to say, friend, but if you’re a normal person you don’t. It won’t happen. Normal men don’t have the discipline, desire, drive or determination.
If you’re an extraordinary man, a Gentleman Wolf, you develop this ability by working for it. So sorry to give you the hard answer, but it doesn’t come easy. It takes time and effort but it stays with you for a lifetime.
If the ability exists within you all you have to do is let it come out.
Let yourself aspire for higher. Let yourself be the better man. Let yourself rise above the level of those other animals.
Let yourself embrace success, and not fear it like so many of your peers do.
They’ll hate you for it. But it would be a lot worse if you were accepted as one of them.
For the Gentleman Wolf here is an idea…
Find what you love and let it empower you. Let it become your obsession. Let yourself say F-you to everything else.
Bullshit. Everyone wants to work. Nobody wants to do unfulfilling, boring, shitty work.
It’s all about making a choice. Are you going to do unfulfilling, boring, shitty work or are you going to do work that fires you up? Work that gets you out of bed in the morning because you can’t fucking wait to do it.
Back in the days of my office jobs I’d hit the snooze button repeatedly. Over and over. I didn’t want to go in to work. I wanted to stay home for as long as possible, even a few more seconds.
I thought I had to do it. I thought I had to work somewhere just to work.
Looking back all my jobs were a complete and total waste. I was never able to save any money, they sure as hell weren’t fulfilling, they were just a big ol’ waste of time.
But I had rent to pay, car payments to pay, insurance to pay, credit card payments to pay, and all that extra bullshit that comes along with being a minion.
I had the mindset of “I’ll just do this until…..“.
Until what?
I win the fucking lottery?
Somehow I get a business going without doing any work on it?
I think a lot of people have that mindset. They think to themselves “this is just a temporary job. I’ll just do it until my real thing comes along“. But they just wait and wish on it instead of work and build on it. Or they say “I don’t want to risk it. I’ve got a steady paycheck here and I’ve got bills to pay“.
Well then. They have made their decision. I have made my decision. It’s time for you to make your decision.
I have said a billion times you have more opportunity than any generation that ever lived. The internet is a Godsend for aspiring entrepreneurs. So even if you have to spend your days slugging through a dreary, boring job you can use your free time to work on your real work, whatever that may be.
Or you can be like me, use your time at the office to do your real work until the day your boss calls you into the office to see what your priorities are. You can lie to him and say “Boss man, my priorities are here with this wonderful company” or you can be like me and say “Boss man, my priorities are elsewhere. Here is my two week’s notice“.
You can look down the barrel of a gun and face your fears. You can see what you’re made of.
Or you can stay at the end of a whip. You can work to make others rich, you can work for scraps and peanuts. Some people aren’t cut out to be leaders and go-getters, but those motherfuckers shouldn’t be reading BOLD & DETERMINED. Those Prison Pandas should be reading yahoo! celebrity news and getting fatter by the second.
You must work, and you must do fulfilling work to be a happy, fulfilled man. There isn’t a soul on this planet who is completely happy and fulfilled by not working. The Office Space dream of “I’d do nothing” is just a pipe dream. That would be a horrible life.
Look to the ghetto dawgs living on welfare and see how happy they are. Look to the occupy wall streeters living on daddy’s dough to see how happy they are. Look to the housewife who outsources her work to nannies, daycares, and washing machines and spends her days watching television to see how happy she is. Those people don’t work for their dough and are about as happy as herpes.
Everybody needs to work to feel useful, to feel accomplished, and to be able to sleep at night.
Even if you’re stuck in a shit job in a shit cubicle you can still do meaningful work. Find the time, make the time, visualize and then take action. Do a little building everyday and one day you have built a skyscraper. You will find success after you have been tested. Success will not come without temptation to quit. Give in to temptation and you deserve what you get.
And if you aren’t ready to kill it then fuck you. Go complain to your mommy. Go complain to your girlfriend. Go complain to your office co-workers. They’re used to it.
