a man of a certain age, say 50, who is desirous of slightly underage girls--a heterosexual congressman foley--a vile predator of innocents.
there is a true ghost, a ghoul actually, who roams the halls and lobby of the chelsea hotel preying on women of a certain age. a disapicable predator, the likes of a certain congressman from florida, who makes sport of filing notches on his unfortunate rifle when successful, and is vicious and bitter when shunned. buyer beware: we all know picasso was a vile pig with women - as for this "artiste," all of the acidic, noxious colors of oil paint splayed in demonic imagery on canvas is no excuse for a pompous turkey buzzard in paint splattered pants.
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”