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how can you save me if you can't save yourselves? part one: 'evidence-based' training is the strength world's flat earth theory. vexation is the attitude of the individual as intelligence towards the check imposed upon repressing the violence of will- in other words, by virtue; or by keeping the intelligence from dwelling upon the check- in other words, by stoicism. given the fact i coined the phrase violence over virtue and printed it on t-shirts long before reading schopenhauer's essay on controversy, and the fact i have long considered the stoics to be the most chickensh*t bunch of faux tough guys this side of redditors, i find myself invariably and unceasingly vexed.  nowhere do i find myself more often vexed than when faced with the prospect of slapping down some pseudointellectual, pseudostrength athlete on the subject of science-based strength training and nutrition because it is akin to challenging a young earther who insists dinosaurs and humans coexisted on earth in the last ten thousand years.  both belief systems are so inherently and irrevocably flawed, yet so violently, ignorantly, and dogmatically defended that rational discussion is impossible.  hilariously, both groups cite logic, reason, and fact as the basis for their belief systems, yet neither group possesses a modicu* of the intellect or knowledge necessary to understand the idiocy of their arguments, and furthermore lack the requisite grasp of rhetoric to either win a debate on the subject or realize how utterly specious their claims are. how lucky, then, that i'd reread aristotle and schopenhauer recently, and love handing out verbal curb stomps more than proud boys and trump supporters love to fantasize about having penises, the physiques of ad*lt male humans, and handing out real curb stomps at antifa behold the great leveller.  i live my life as an outcast, and i wouldn't have it any other way. i've always been an outsider in my own proverbial country- my writing style is considered (bizarrely to myself and anyone who knows me