Post: #1

Came across this in a FB Group for gringos

https://withwingstofly.com/2017/10/30/de...-colombia/

Dear Men of Colombia,

It’s not cute
when you wink at me from the driver’s seat
when the red light comes
and you use the time to chat me up
when I take the extra long route
to feel comfortable again.

It’s not sweet
when you whisper in my ear
as you walk past me
pointing out the small space between us
leaving your dirty breath behind
with a tinge of violation
I never wanted to share this sidewalk with you.

It’s not charming
when you honk your horn loudly
to cause a reaction
Was it a smile you expected?
Or a flirtatious glance back?
Sometimes I remember not to look
but not today.

It’s not kind,
flattering,
nor a compliment.

I’m not asking for a date
when I’m running errands
taking a stroll through my neighborhood
where I’d like to feel safe.

You leave me feeling
dirty, polluted from your words
tainted, a stain left from the air around us
pissed off, mad at myself for taking part in your game

When I step back
into the security of my home
I wrap a blanket around myself
and wonder
if the sweet 10-year-old boys I teach
will grow up to be like you.

Post: #2

Gringo? She's gotta go back.

Post: #3

10/10 WDNPD

...


would diagnose with narcissistic personality disorder

Edit: 11/10 for slutoos all over pasty skin.
Anglosphere split-tails seem to act to same, no matter their environment. Amazing...

Post: #4

"My new tattoo is a symbol for the strong, admirable women in my family"


SJW Colorado expat school teacher exporting her cultural wisdom and advanced values to Latin America:

Quote:It was my first year as a Spanish teacher in Denver. The school where I taught was a contrast to the schools I attended, though I didn’t know it right away. That day in class, I was beginning a lesson on family, from the book La familia. The students, ages 5-6, gazed up at me with eager eyes as I held the story in front of my shoulder.

My fingers trembled with nerves as I began to turn the pages. My uncertainties crossed my mind and filled me with butterflies. I hadn’t prepared this lesson as well as I could have. As I opened to the first page, I realized the book wasn’t a story at all.

‘El hermano, brother,’ it read. A simple picture of a boy sat on the page, staring at us blankly. I could feel the students’ eyes on me, asking the same question that had formed in my own mind,
”What’s this story about?”

As many teachers do with a baited audience waiting, I jumped to the decision to improvise. I added in my own descriptions, embellishing the pictures in the book, ”The brother has a… hermana!” I proclaimed as I turned the page. Their eyes lit up and several students mimicked the word out loud, ”Hermana!”

A few began making connections to their own families. They couldn’t contain themselves, eager to share. ”I hve a hermana!’ said one boy. I smiled to myself, relishing in their practice with the foreign language and confidence to use it, even when mixed with English.

The ‘story’ continued. I turned the page. ”They have a madre,” I read, ”and a padre.” Before I could go on, a student spoke out loud. Her words stick in my memory like glue.

She said, ”Some families have dos madres and some families have dos padres,”

The widest smile bloomed on my face. I looked at her with astonishment and pride. I realized in that moment what made this school special and how differently these children understood family.

I said to her softly yet firmly, ”Yes, yes they do.”

In my 5th grade class, we have been learning about writing memoirs. I teach my students that memoirs are a small moment story that connects to a big lesson for the reader. To practice what I preach, I tried out my own! I hope you enjoyed this special small moment of mine, as well as the lesson I strongly believe in: not all families look the same.

Post: #5

Esteban H made a keen observation in the comment section:

There is a perfect place for you. Its called The United States. In that country women complain about any and every thing men do. I think You would fit in nicely there.

Post: #6

Dear Gringa,

Calm your tits.

Post: #7

Post: #8

A location-independent gringa started a conversation with me over lunch in Medellin last month. I politely made my excuses and left.

Post: #9

Unfortunately for us, seeing those American women in Tinder is becoming very common.

2 years ago it was extremely rare.

EDIT: She's getting roasted in the comments.

Post: #10

Who cares?!
You are simply overreacting to this bitch.

Post: #11

The author

Post: #12

@musampa. Only I'm saying my observations. I'm not affected since I'm not attracted to American women.

EDIT: that woman is as ugly as the American women that I see near of my workplace

Post: #13

Translation: Why am I invisible when I'm around all these Colombian women? Please vie me the attention I crave!

Post: #14

After reading one of the comments accusing her of generalizing, she actually changed the title to “Dear Some Men of Colombia”.

Post: #15

(11-04-2017 12:48 PM)shotgun Wrote:  After reading one of the comments accusing her of generalizing, she actually changed the title to “Dear Some Men of Colombia”.

Now she changed the name to "Dear Cat-callers of the world"

Post: #16

I don't know who it was, but some comments are cracking me up. This one specifically:

"If the picture is in your avatar is indeed you, then there is no way that Colombian men (or any men in-general) are giving you any attention whatsoever. You are surrounded by beautiful, fun, feminine and affectionate women in Medellin.
You are essentially a McDonalds Big Mac at a five-star steakhouse that serves the finest Kobe beef. This poem is nothing but fiction."

Post: #17

Why on earth would any Colombian man pay attention to this gringa cat lady when they fine Colombian girls to chase? She is probably just bitter because all the high value men (both Colombian and foreigner) won't even look at her and instead chase Colombian girls. I can imagine the types of men that make a pass at her would probably broke, toothless old bums (which is probably what her complaint is about) Normal men would not even look at her entitled ass.

Post: #18

Someone should tell her to take her colonial "white privileged" attitude and shove it up her ass.

Post: #19

We sometimes talk on the forum about going after a rare flag.

Colombian men are no different. The gringa flag is still rare for a local, never left the country Colombian man.

I'm sure we can all think of times we've gamed a not-conventially-attractive chick, just cause she's foreign and her type is scarce.

Post: #20

All of this said, I have always wondered why the heck men catcall. It's completely useless. I don't know anyone who had picked up anyone by catcalling. Girls from everywhere in the world seem not to like it (with the exception of Eastern European girls who travel to Italy, but while they seem to like the attention, it's not that they fall at the feet of the guys who catcall). Usually "normal" guys don't analyze what they do, but still, I'm surprise cultural evolution hasn't weeded the catcalling away as it's a mating strategy that doesn't give you any advantage.

Post: #21

I'm against catcalling and harassment. Imagine your daughter having to walk past a building site and having a dozen gorillas ask if they can sniff her cunt.

Not cool.

Laser precision approaching after subtle IOS from a woman is AOK and the future of game.

Post: #22

Catcalling deserves its own thread. I usually understood it as negative game. Men who can't approach get confidence in numbers.

But there are other instances where the vibe is more playful, and the girls even enjoy it. Probably rarer, and the phenomenon has certainly died out among white women.

But it's certainly a shit way to approach.

Post: #23

Call calling works on hoodrats, obviously theres a way to do it correctly but I've been with friends who will cat call every girl in sight and surprisingly have quite a bit of success with the right girls. To some girls it's completely normal.

Post: #24

Examples?