In the book The 48 Laws Of Power, Robert Greene highlights an illuminating story about a woman in Law #10 – Infection: Avoid The Unhappy And The Unlucky.
Lola Montez
In the 1840’s a young Englishwoman by the name of Marie Gilbert moved to Paris to pursue a life as a dancer and entertainer. She changed her name to Lola Montez and claimed to be a flamenco dancer hailing from Spain. By the middle of the decade, her fortunes were turning for the worse, so she decided to seduce Alexandre Dujarier, who owned the most circulated newspaper in France and was also its drama critic.
She successfully wooed him and the two were happy for a time as he helped revive her dancing career. However, the relationship quickly turned into a negative for Dujarier, who saw influential associates and friends leave his side. One fateful night, after consuming alcohol to excess, Dujarier insulted an influential drama critic over said critic’s commentary on Lola. This critic challenged him to a duel the next day and Dujarier was shot and killed.
Lola promptly fled Paris for Munich, where she sought to ply her feminine wiles on King Ludwig of Bavaria. She found a way to manipulate a close aide of his to set up a meeting the King. When she arrived in the anteroom of King Ludwig’s manse on the prescribed day, she overheard that he was too busy to entertain the wants of a stranger, so she pushed her way into his chambers. In the process, her dress ripped, leaving her bare breasts exposed. She was acting in a play on a Munich stage within 3 days.
King Ludwig
King Ludwig was utterly mesmerized by the young Lola, completely captivated by her feminine displays and irrepressible charm. Just like with Dujarier, Lola created a mirage that everybody but Ludwig recognized. As Ludwig showered Lola with wealth, praise, and even poetry, Lola was quickly abusing her position of power. She became irritated at slights and began to assault citizens on occasion. This caused the content and peaceful citizenry of Bavaria to speak out against their Ludwig. Advisers who counseled King Ludwig on his association with this toxic woman were dismissed.
Eventually, King Ludwig was forced to tell Lola she had to leave the kingdom, much to his great sorrow. Even this did not satisfy the citizenry, as Ludwig was forced to abdicate the crown a month after he exiled Lola.
She moved back to England, where she curried the favor of an ambitious military officer, a man ten years her junior. Facts came forward that she had previously wed in England before she left for Paris, so she was summarily arrested on charges of bigamy. After posting bail, she and her star-crossed beau fled for Spain. The relationship was incredibly stormy, with her slashing at him with a knife at one point. The relationship collapsed and when the man returned to British soil, he found out he had lost his respected position in the military. Destitute, he moved to Portugal where he was killed in a boating accident some months later.
Her well-documented and torrid sexual tear through Europe did not go unnoticed. A man stepped forward to write her biography. He went bankrupt a few years after publication.
Lola—after her travails in England—moved to California where she entrapped a man named Pat Hull. After yet another incredibly rocky relationship, she left Hull for another man. Hull slipped into deep depression and turned to the bottle to remedy his ailing soul. He was dead within a decade.
For Lola herself—after her looks presumably faded in her early forties—she turned to Christianity and used her impressive powers of charisma to give sermons across America on redemption and salvation. Still desperate for the bright lights of the stage, she would dress up in all white with a halo over her head when she performed her religious lectures. She died a few years later in 1861.
People like Lola are often charismatic, tempestuous, and sultry. They draw you in with grand feats of dazzling allure, then feed on your emotions while dragging you down to the depths of despair.
While commentary on Lola could conceivably hinge on her peculiarities as a coquettish female, the most relevant angle is on relations with toxic individuals. Lola, despite her superficial charm, brought nothing but harm and death to the men in her life. She was a real-life siren who—by virtue of her personality—lured unwitting men to their demise. She had a black hole in her heart that could never, ever be filled by anything positive in the kingdom of man. No man could fill her bottomless pit of existential despair.
Extrapolating from Lola, this speaks to toxic people in general. All manner of brutish hater, unreconstructed bigot, and the garden-variety misanthrope fall under this umbrella of the toxic individual. While a few—like Lola—might have developed a level of mastery in the arts of personal charisma, most are obviously marked by their ignorance, anger and disaffection. While they might not leave a trail of broken men in their wake, they usually are marked by their negative commentary, their alienation of those around them and their lack of self-awareness.
As Robert Greene observes:
Those misforunates among us who have been brought down by circumstances beyond their control deserve all the help and sympathy we can give them. But there are others who are not born to misfortune or unhappiness, but who draw it upon themselves by their destructive actions and unsettling effects on others. It would be a great thing if we could raise them up, change their patterns, but more often than not is is their patterns that end up getting inside and changing us. The reason is simple—humans are extremely susceptible to the moods, emotions, and even the ways of thinking of those with whom they spend their time.
Going forward from this, a man has to be careful who he lets into his life. Whether a man wants to admit it or not—as we might not necessarily be products of those we associate with—but we can or become reflections of those with whom we choose to break bread with.
Bambina Delmont, the false rape accuser of Fatty Arbuckle
All too often, unassuming men will let toxic people into their lives. They either fall for the false bravado or charm of a toxic person or allow a supremely negative person into their social circle. These human cockroaches worm themselves into the souls of men and infect them their with their personal brand of hatred or discontent. They erode positive views on life, attack happiness and are opponents of contentedness, gratefulness and generosity.
A man should never associate with this class of people. They might be charming superficially, but they leach value and positivity long-term. Like Lola Montez, a woman like her is nothing but a one-night stand, a passing fancy. Her fatally toxic mindset means that there cannot be anything positive to be gained from associating with her in the long term.
The best way to identify these sorts of people is to solicit opinions on them from third parties, especially if they are disinterested third parties. If more than a few unconnected individuals are making the same general observations about a person, odds are they are correct in their personal assessments. With this information in mind, a man can decide whether to engage a toxic person.
As Greene observes, there is no rule reversal in this situation: associating with toxic people is always a net negative for a man. There is little to nothing to be gained from maintaining relations with the ungrateful around us. Their emotional states are not just contagious, but they also actively seek to infect those around them with their hateful bile. While it is true that misery loves company, only the foolish entertain the misery of the ungrateful.
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Avoiding the unhappy and the unlucky is no joke. Engaging with toxic people can ruin you.
Tell me about it; one of the two girls that played a prank on me actually started leaving me alone because her mom learned the hard way her own daughter was an accomplice for the exact same convoluted extortion and character assassination plot they targeted me for.
As for the main girl herself, she actually drove in front of my place, just to get my attention and “get into my head.” She even drove in a blue Toyota Corolla, just around 8:50 PM Pacific time. I’d love to post a pic, but unfortunately, my cell phone’s battery life died while this was going on.
I hope you reported this to this police and sought out an Order of Protection. Trust me, if the situation was reveresed, you’d be in jail.
Huh?
Yes, you read it correctly.
WHITE KNIGHT ALERT! Keep your Lancelot tendencies off this website NOW!
How ’bout going to a psychologist about your paranoid delusions sooner rather than later? I had to read your post dragging us into your problems about four times to figure what the he!! it was you were trying to say…
It’s because I actually personally experienced a couple of things that other users talked about here.
Actually, you’re the one being delusional, because you DON’T KNOW how it’s like being in my shoes.
I sensed that this might be the case. If it’s indeed so, then you would do better to direct your energy and time towards resolving/escaping the situation than going on witch hunts.
Pardon the late reply because I’m busier with and in real life, but that just implies to “not hold white women accountable”, which is the impression I’ve been getting.
let’s not use the word “toxic” though, that makes everyone sounds like a whiny social justice loser
You are who you hang with. Best not to hang with losers.
From personal experience, toxic people are no joke. If you have a goal, go after it. Struggle and work at it until you get. Sometimes you may fail but it’s your life. Push anyway. Corrections are fine. What isn’t is having any person in your intimate circle who doesn’t wish you success. Time is to important to waste with them.
Absolutely. This reminds me of the old saying, “success has a thousand fathers but failure is an orphan.”
Words to live. Funny how people forget, trial, error and a lot of dead, brave souls brought humanity to the flourishing system we have today.
A classic example of an energy vampire.
Such women have their energy centres or chakras reversed, and they tend to
absorb energy rather than radiate energy. They steal energy from others, particularly men, in an effort to correct their energy centres.
Seduction, pleasuring, flattery or spoiling is a one way of stealing energy and it is as equally dangerous as intimidation, threats or actual violence of some kind.
The former is an Yin method and more popular among women and the latter is an
Yang method, popular among men. Many energy vampires combine the two in
interesting ways.
Women today also practise another form of energy vampirism by wearing scanty clothes which attract the attention and the energy of others. Everytime you look at at a girl that’s dressed in a sexy manner you give her your energy. I think it even works across the Internet. That’s why attention seeking is so widespread among women today. This another thing which the Muslims have figured out and so they restrict the way their women present themselves in public.
Beware of vampires. You would usually feel tired, worn out or “drained” after being around certain people. But also some may equally realise they are acting as vampires.
Interesting you mention what are frequently called ‘psychic vampires’. Some such people aren’t even aware that they are sucking energy from others. They just feel comfortable reeling on and on or fixating the attention of their victim. The close proximity and attention of their victim energizes them and they seem to go on indefinitely yapping away or gaming your presence somehow for their convenience.
I encountered an elderly lady once who I believe was this type of vampire. I worked on her car as she went on and on describing squeaks and funny noises and worries about her car while I worked and tried to explain possible causes for the noises. I soon became drop dead exhausted when she was nearby and I was struggling just to stay awake to finish fixing the car so she would leave. Then when I stood over the engine with the hood raised, I suddenly got back my energy and could concentrate. THE METAL HOOD SHIELDED ME from whatever kind of life draining force she was putting out ! She sat in the drivers seat and continued babbling away about her car and her dear deceased husband, but the hood seemed to deflect or ground whatever draining force it was. This may hint that the force may be partly electrostatic. Just a hunch . .
The “elderly” lady has years of sucking people dry and that includes her dead husband. She is an experienced old buzzard and the best method is to nod your head and say, “uh huh”. I like the deflecting hood but it probably had more to do with blocking noise.
Yes, it is electrical. A vampire operates in a similar way to an induction circuit. The electricity passes from one coil to another coil without the two actually touching physically.
the weirdest thing about it is you feel tired AFTER being around them, which actually makes you want more…. it’s like the come down after a drug…. they are addictive….
This is what toxic, long term relationships are really about. Once you extricate yourself from the toxicity, you actually miss it. Many people do the dance of the bad relationship for this very reason.
“A foolish woman is clamorous: she is simple, and knoweth nothing. For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city, to call passengers who go right on their ways: Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: and as for him that wanteth understanding, she saith to him, Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant. But he knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests are in the depths of hell.” Proverbs 9:13-18, KJV.
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This point is solid. I’ve been dragged down by losers before and its a pain in the fucking ass.
I’ve read the 48 Laws of Power and that book has some timeless wisdom in there.
I think it might be worth it to post an article each month (or every 2 weeks or something) focusing on one of the laws just because the book is that good.
Posting them would give us a chance to share anecdotes and personal wisdom related to each of the points. I can definitely speak from personal experience to Law 1. Never outshine the master.
Good constructive idea, gent.
After dealing with these losers at work we come home, then go to band practice and discover the guy with the least amount of talent wants to take over and be the front man. Great Shades of Yoko, there’s just no getting away from them!
You gotta nip that in the bud.
The bass player in my band has been fighting for front-man status for a loooooong time. He writes good lyrics… he is great at administration (setting up shows, dealing with logistics)… and he is a pretty decent bass player who can bring his own flavour.
Thing is… he can’t fucking sing… He can’t stay on pitch… he always tries to go higher than his vocal range permits… He is scrawny and makes for a really awkward visual front-man… and his voice sucks even worse when he is trying to play and sing at the same time… which is most of the time… kuz you know he’s the bass player. Getty Lee and Les Claypool are weirdo front-men bassplayers.. and even though their voices have weird tones, they know how to stay on pitch at the very least.
The only thing he’s got going for him as a front man is his irrational self-confidence. Which is a great quality… but I care about the music first. And no matter how great or original the music is… if the front-man can’t sing or bring powerful energy… the band just looks amateur.
Er…his name isn’t Mike, is it? That dude wanted to drop all the tunes where I played lead guitar because he felt he was being upstaged. He was otherwise a good bass player but we threw his ass out last year when we finally had enough of his ego trip that compromised the quality of our sound.
As a bass-playing front man, I have to side with….you. Like good drumming, singing can’t be faked.* Either you can sing or you can’t. Your rang pretty much is what it is. I sing in A, I sing in G, and I sometimes sing in B. That’s about it. Have to play to your strengths.
One of the worst things you can do is double down, over and over, on the “Almost good enough” guy.
End Transmission,
Mistral
*Does not apply to Lou Reed or Bob Dylan.
Shit, tell him to take singing lessons next time he acts up. But if he can tune his bass he can sing on pitch.
Hey boys, got links to your stuff? I’d love to check it out. Fellow guitar playing, songwriting front man myself.
Creedence. John writes the songs, guitar leads, and arrangements, they go global. Couple years pass, the other bandmates grow jealous, they ALL want to write the songs etc. Cause John’s such a hog y’know? Only problem, they can’t write worth shit. Suddenly the great albums disappear, and the new Egalitarian albums suck.
Couldn’t stand that the guy had a gift instead of themselves. Hadda ruin it. Hey thanks guys!
Cheers.
Spot on! Roger Waters leaving Pink Floyd was a major concern whereas John’s piss poor brother leaving Creedence was a yawn!
John’s brother, whatever his name was, should have stuck up for him with the other two band members. Reminded them that they were eminently replaceable and stfu or gtf out. Cheers.
There’s a lot more to a good band than assigning perceived talent levels to its members.
Good points. Thanks for reading and commenting.
A fucking men. I’ve made this point elsewhere but it’s pertinent to this discussion so I’ll make it again. One of the most destructive ideas perpetuated when it comes to relationships/friendships/family is that “something is better than nothing”. Complete horseshit if I’ve ever been in a barn. A GOOD something is better than nothing, but nothing is WAY better than a shitty something. Especially for men. For women, I think they really believe something is better than nothing. Case in point 1: Dating. Women would rather have any guy that meets a very bare bones minimum of requirements than have nothing. In the long run, this ruins them and makes them bitter and jaded, but there’s really no point in telling them this. Case in point 2: Emotions. For men, I’d venture to get that Good emotions>no emotions>bad emotions. For women, Any emotions> no emotions. It should be no surprise that women perpetuate the someone is better than no one idea far more than men (i.e. why aren’t you married?, I could never go to place XYZ by myself, etc.).
This relates to self-improvement too. I use to knock on video games and TV as a waste of time (and they still can be in excess) and held them as models of doing nothing. However, these “do nothing” activities are way better than: drinking, jerking off, eating shitty food. All of these things can be considered “doing something”, esp. on a weekend night. You can’t be “on” all the time doing only shit that’s good for you, so doing nothing is better than keeping busy with doing shit that isn’t good for you.
You think they settle for anything because as a man we think they want stable job kind logical. Good father . . They don’t settle. They get the bad boy criminal thug piece of shit they have always wanted.
Honest question: Is there a bible verse pertaining to this philosophy, or is this concept codified in the bible somehow?
Don’t cast your pearls before swine.
Or throw your seed into the fire.
… lest they turn and rend you.
Thaat’s the poignant part.
“Go from the presence of a foolish man, when thou perceivest not in him the lips of knowledge.”
Roughly translated: don’t argue or break bread with a douchebag.
Thanks for this article. It reminds me of the story of Mencius’ mother in ancient China: she lived near a cemetery (her husband had died and she was bringing up her son alone) and her boy imitated those attending funeral processions. She moved to a marketplace but her boy started to haggle and act like the merchants. Then she moved near a school and was pleased that her boy imitated virtuous scholars so she stayed there. He grew up to be one of China’s greatest philosophers. Confucius also mentioned that it’s important to choose to live near good people.
I’ve been guilty of not heeding others’ advice, blinded by the beauty of a young woman who my parents had quite rightly warned me about.
Strong men, truly strong men, avoid the tramp trap. A sense of purpose and real goals, not wealth and station, drives men of excellence.
AIm for the spiritual ultimately not the material. For the material melts away but the spiritual is eternal.
It’s really funny because women could get whatever they want with gratitude. Even just a warm smile or thank you would be enough.
Agreed. All women have to do is act like women and behave in the manner in which they were created. Feminism did a number on them….
Feminism is women acting out of their weaker and wounded side. As well as a total expression of negative female nature. If it were not for the falleness inherent in female nature that is different from the falleness of male nature then feminism would not find fertile ground in the 1st place.
Be nice, deferential, keep yourself healthy. They have one job.
Yep just be thin and spread their legs. They can’t even do that right these days.
I think there’s more to it than being pretty and easy. The ultimate goal of a girl is be wife material, and for that behavior does matter.
Any man who works and slaves just to appear more attractive for a woman is a fool. Do it for yourself. Don’t be fooled, a women doesn’t give a damn about you as a man. The name of the game is survival and let’s be honest women have evolved to need male protection and provisioning. . She will be on to the bigger better deal as a soon as you lose your job, or get sick. It’s their nature. It’s like the parable of the scorpion and the tortoise. Woman only love a man’s money and status.
”Woman only love a man’s money and status.”
Do you believe women can be moral or good? As surely as there is a dark side to female nature there must also be a light side unique to them.
All the women capable of having empathy for men went extinct long ago. Women are weak and are greedy opportunists who suck resources from men. They used to have some virtue but society had to force them into it via marriage 1.0. Now the mask is off and men can see them for what they are.
“Women are weak and are greedy opportunists who suck resources from men.”
That needs to be chiseled into a stone tablet. They behave like parasites AND pedators simultaneously.
Since almost every moderinzed woman is ungrateful, I guess that means don’t spend much time with any of them. Because ultimately they will bring you down anyways. Appeal to a few of their senses enough to get laid, other than that, she’d better be a true rider if she’s going to stand by your side.
Spot on with this article. I moved to a new city a few years back and initially fell in with some toxic guys. I was happy to make friends quickly but soon found out they were losers. Video game, pussy worshiping, out of shape betas to the 10th power. This was three years ago before I understood the world from a red pill perspective but I knew I had to go out on my own rather than get sucked into their empty existence. I recently bought the 48 Laws of Power and look forward to reading it.
being ungrateful is one of the biggest red flags i can think of.
Most girls these days are toxic: fuck and dip.
It’s especially tough when the losers are in your own family. One side of my family has been eaten up with alcoholism, perpetually screwing up the lives of all they associate with. It took several buggerings by some of them before I finally learned to avoid them and/or tell them to get lost.
Sage advice. Just because some asshole is related to you does not obligate you to tolerate their shit. Drop the portcullis, dump them with boiling oil and let fly with the crossbows!
Very often, the problem will not be the girl you are shagging and whom is happily being shagged….it will be her bitter, loser, n-man-having cunt friend(s). When I was in my mid-30s, I had a 24 y.o. I was tapping on the regular. Rockin’ bod, gave amazing head and loved to do very feminine things to please me, such as cook hot meals, regularly (do NOT underestimate how sexy this is), and iron my clothes while wearing one of my oxfords and those little scrunchy white socks. I pondered aloud once as to how sexy that was, and she said, matter of factly, “It’s because you like having a beautiful woman at your disposal.”
This was, of course, completely true. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
So to recap, she was running some tight “I want an engagement ring” girl game on me in that she cooked like an Italian grandmother and gave head like a 20 y.o. Russian cock jockey.
Enter the cunt friend. The cunt friend was already a two-time loser by age 26, and was desperate NOT to be the Girl Without a Seat When The Music Stopped. Accordingly, she took every opportunity to pour poison in my girl’s ear about me. How bad was it? I would turn up and hear “Roxane says you always do [some totally bullshit lie]”. I would say “Well, no, and here’s why.” Then I would hear “Roxane says you always to [totally bullshit lie #2]”. I would again counter. Then I’d get “You always…” and I’d say, “Tell Roxane to shut the fuck up.”
Constantly having to play defense all the time is a losing game. Ask General Paulus.
So despite the support of her other best friend (who was married and happy–which I would point out: “*WHY* are you listening to Miss “I can’t please a man” instead of the Happily Married girl? Whose advice should you be taking?”), eventually she stepped out on me, and, upon learning about it, I told her to have a nice life. You can’t unring a bell. This did not stop her from calling, in tears, begging forgiveness, b/c, after all, who did Roxane hate on now that I was gone? The new guy. Suddenly he was the problem. So my last convo with her basically was me telling her, “You have a cancer. Either you can cut the cancer out, or you can try to live with the cancer. How well has that been working out?’
So long story longer, remember this: Her Friends are very often Your Enemies. She is going to tell them everything–they already know all about you (whatever you told her) from what your favorite color is, to if you are having problems at work, to how big your dick is. And it’s all fair game. So if her friends are poison, pretty soon, she’s going to drink the Kool Aid.* A buddy of mine is in the midst of a divorce. Why? His wife got a new job a couple of years ago, and her new female co-workers were basically a shitstorm of harpies and shrikes. Apparently, it was All Bitchfest, All The Time, and pretty soon their artillery was trained on him…after all, she was happy with him, for more than a decade until they got a hold of her. Thus, their happy home had to be destroyed.
So be of good cheer. I you are a young man with a regular girl, and you keep a couple irons in the fire, you can “ditch the bitch” once she turns on you, and roll merrily along, without missing a beat.
Happy slaying,
Mistral
*Which was, in defense of Kraft (makers of Kool-Aid) actually a product called “Flavor-Aid”.
Thanks for sharing. I have had the exact experience and dealt with it the same way. One time in a year did she take my side against her friends; this opened my eyes, because now I understood she WAS capable of seeing things objectively. I actually saw her in a completely different light after this. I often asked her why her first instinct was to find fault in everything I do….don’t worry, I now know. Loved the “Constantly having to play defense all the time is a losing game. Ask General Paulus.” quote. Spot on.
Third parties can be very dangerous and influence an otherwise decent wife or girlfriend. They are plenty of jealous individuals out there who want to destroy your situation. I have recently had to cut off a number of people who turned out to have some ill intent. Since I cut these folks off and made it clear to my wife that we should not be around those people, things have taken quite an upswing professionally and marriage wise. Everyone must stop and re-evaluate who they are hanging around.
Wise words indeed…..
”For Lola herself—after her looks presumably faded in her early
forties—she turned to Christianity and used her impressive powers of
charisma to give sermons across America on redemption and salvation.”
Insolence!
Like I’ve been saying ad nauseum, I just leave them alone altogether whenever the situation calls for it. And I quote Kenny Rogers…
“Know when to hold them
Know when to fold them
Know when to walk away
Know when to run”
Pretty ironic that I’m actually learning this nugget for a musical genre that talks about cuckoldry, no?
Never help an equalist, they don’t know what to do with it and it’s a waste of humanity’s resources
I once had a work colleague say to me: “Proximity is power.”
This is a jackass saying, and must be taken with a grain of salt, of course.
I would like to put my own spin on that saying:
“Do not let fucking losers into your life. They will leech your time, creativity, drive and passion. If you let them infect you, eventually they will assimilate you like Agent Smith from the Matrix.”
the woman in the article appears highly like a borderline personality. unstable life, many changes, no real empathy for her men (nor anyone else), just to name a few. curious if she really had it.
“Ingratitude is amongst them a capital crime, as we read it to
have been in some other countries: for they reason thus; that whoever
makes ill-returns to his benefactor, must needs be a common enemy to the
rest of the mankind, from where he has received no obligations and
therefore such man is not fit to live.”~ Jonathan Swift, Gulliver’s Travels.
Bewareth the Dark Triad woman.
I love reading articles like this on RoK. I haven’t spoken to my family in over two years and the vacation away from the toxicity has been incredible. Combined with good therapy, it has allowed me to gain focus and balance in my life. Recently, my father contacted me and we went to lunch. Amazing how quickly the toxic BS came back into play. This time, however, I remained calm and didn’t take the bait. Felt so proud of myself….now if I could only find a job.
Also see – Eva Duarte
Yep. Someone said: “You’re the average of the 5 people you spend the most time with.”
I believe we should turn our focus towards the men in this article; a mans priorities should be:
1. Himself
2. His work/career
3. His family
4. His woman
The men in this article did not follow this outline. Women (and some men) will always be around to corrupt you and try to make you forsake your own ideals and goals. It is up to you to establish and enforce your own boundaries.
This is exactly the outline that all men should show their sons. If you stick wtih this model all will be fine. It took me sometime to get this but once I did, my life changed for the better.
The Patrice Oneal standard. Completely correct.
There’s and idiom in Spanish that goes “Anda con mierda y algo se le pega aunque sea el olor”
Which translates to: “Walk around with shit and something will stick…at the very least the smell.”
I know a woman like this. She is a complete psychopath, much like the woman described in the article. Vampire is the right word because she is extremely seductive and extremely beautiful. (She can make you lose your tongue). She is well aware of the effect she has on men and uses this effect to her full advantage. She is dangerous.
My ex girlfriend Nancy L. Calderon was an ungrateful bitch.
“A foolish woman is clamorous: she is simple, and knoweth nothing. For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high places of the city, to call passengers who go right on their ways: Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: and as for him that wanteth understanding, she saith to him, Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant. But he knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests are in the depths of hell.” Proverbs 9:13-18, KJV.
The Bible: brimming with need-to-know (and oftentimes red-pill) knowledge since 5,000 B.C.