How confidence works

I’ve previously described, ad nauseum, that the basis of neurotypical society is conformity to an enormous complex of little behavioral rules. The people who better perceive these rules and conform most closely to them are promoted to the top.

But what about the melons? How do they purposefully flaunt the rules and still rise to the top, whereas a thal accidentally flaunts the rules and invariably sinks to the bottom? Some of it is instinctive racial memory (this guy looks like a leader and makes me feel safe, this guy looks like a nerd). But most of it is behavioral.

There’s a sort of circuit over-ride in cro magnon, seemingly absent in homo sapiens proper, that compels them to follow marching orders from entitled sociopaths. It must be part of the same circuit that decides which behavioral rules to follow, which new neural circuitry to build to follow these rules, which subculture to identify with, and which thought leaders to venerate. Tell them with 100% certainty that “everything will be okay” and their eyes glaze over. They’ll tell their friends “That person makes me feel safe. He’s a leader. The real deal.”

It’s like a state of trance that you, the sociopath in this situation, can broaden through habituation to greater suggestibility. The first time, you could tell them “Everything will be okay, please just let me borrow five dollars” and they’ll do it. After n repetitions, you could say “Everything will be okay, please just strangle that puppy”. But you can’t make them strangle the puppy the first time, that would break the trance.

The best sort of confidence broadcasts entitlement, per Roissy. That is, the sociopath feels he deserves to be the person setting the rules. To demonstrate this, he says “everything will be okay” and breaks a rule in plain sight of the cro magnon. The over-ride sequence is activated – afterward the cro magnon sees that everything turns out okay. If the rule breach is not properly framed (“frame control” in Game and rhetoric), then it is punished as nonconformity. Women respond to entitled asshole Game precisely because this emulates melon behavior- it’s not so slutty to sleep with the POTUS as it is to sleep with one’s shift manager.

Now, this description makes entirely too much sense because it makes the cro magnon look like a rational economic actor, observing the rule-breaker and the outcome. That is merely the appearance of the situation to objective observers- the real situation is illustrated by the order of these operations:

The over-ride sequence is activated – afterward the cro magnon sees that everything turns out okay.

First the trance is induced by confidence, then it is either strengthened and broadened by the sociopath’s suggestions and actions or shattered like a hypnopompic hallucination. It probably helps a lot in large groups to have melon-front, given instinctive phrenology, but confidence seems to be 80% of the Game otherwise. Better leader means more confidence, which means bigger groups, which means better military capability, which means WINNARZ.

This is the basis for the “reality management” obsession that I described in my NH post, “Some Thoughts on Melon Psychology”. One of these days I’m gonna repost that over here.

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9 Responses to How confidence works

  1. slenkar says:

    This is how George Bush acted after 911, and got slavish devotion from the cro-mags

  2. I think this is why playing sheriff/priest/Tyler Durden works well for MTs. Melons and cros all play a certain social game a vie for certain position but there are all of the same sort of flavour and they are fragile and fluid, whereas honourable positions are more counter-cyclically robust. Honour and genuine professionalism, while seeming a major drag day to day, over the long term act as a force-field to all sorts of unforeseen circumstances that might spiral out of control.

    I think the thing with MMs is that they have the large group dexterity to manage a larger degree of the mess they create. MTs, however, have little dexterity, so they must pick a destination and just walk.

    The two are sort of like the tortoise and the hare. And I think for TTs, they are the tortoises of the tortoises. You guys will always win out, because you are at one with the Earth. You are the Earth and the Moon and the Stars.

  3. I think cros just have exhibit herd behaviour and rat-like opportunism/petty predation where necessary. And I think you’re absolutely right about the reality framing. As a big melon I would describe it like literally vibrating them so hard that they ‘phase shift’ outside of their reality zone. At that point they become malleable. It’s different from Negros, because they just respond to pure charisma, they are more sort of literally just large group low time preference, whereas cros are much more ‘suggestible’. With the melon cros you get the brattishness with the strong reality framing and then you get soccer players and sexual predators and such

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  7. jkh0 074 says:

    Right.

    You could have noted, as Jung does, that “rapport” (which we know what meaning has in the English idiom) was the word used by hypnotism scholars in the first half of the 20th century.

    I managed to read the paper “Ritual Deception: A Window to the Hidden Determinants of Human Politics” through Sci-Hub. It says it as well as it can be said.

    I have read other papers about all sorts of social animals. I’ll quote something about ant colonies down here.
    If you think even non-human animals with such little brains already have the circuitry needed to do what is done in every respectable human “community” — in terms of hypnotic LOVE of obedience to the biggest piece of **** in the group and FURY against the free one — you see

    1) How deep this is in the human brain
    2) (consequence of 1) ) How unconscious this is

    You focus on he who induces the trance.
    But overlook too much the desire, proneness, hell, the absolute need of the subject to fall in a trance.

    They’ll tear you apieces… if you try to “liberate” them from their “oppressors”, lol! Unless you aren’t capable of offering them a not-too-dreary transition to a new trance condition, that is!

    Now, the psychological functions that make one function in such an environment — any social environment — are Fe and Te.

    I can’t bring myself to react in an ordinate way when I hear someone talk in positive terms of ENTJs, INTJs, … I had to tolerate their highly-functioning sociopath rule in an online “community”
    years ago, and reminiscing the spectacle still stirs a lot of anger in me.

    I mean… how should I feel thinking: I am not part of this species? :)

    The bulk of the difference is that Spergs — let alone philosophofeelingintuitspergs, have a thin between their conscious and unconscious, and an addiction to questioning everything outside them, rather than healthily interpret it the way most convenient for their life as organisms in an environment.

    I am not very intelligent, and grew up in a quagmire of ignorance. Were not for the Internet, I would be a certified ignoramus. Even so, I always questioned everything.

    People spend a lot of money to buy dresses and outfits for a wedding, which they’ll use only once: why.
    Even the invitees… spend a lot of money to go there: why.
    “Dad/Mom, I feel too bad at wedding parties, I don’t want to come with you” I soon started saying.

    And the same with everything. But if you destroy the social meanings, which society builds to protect itself from angst, then you have to build a whole construction on your own… — and I am non-normal enough for that –.
    Point is: no-one will come to habit it together with you.

    This is why a certain type of people struggle and strive to produce art. Their intuitions and perceptions and sentiments are so rare (and scare normies so much) that they have to communicate this way, to someone much far, in space and time.

    Only with serious art I don’t feel alone.
    It offers a little relief: “someone else also saw this”, “someone else also felt this”.

    Then: “I wonder how on earth did he survive his feelings and seeing?”
    :))

    Well, this is the hardest part, I am working at it.

    ****

    Sneak off for a little insectile assignation and the other members of the colony would know immediately — and attack you for it. Entomologists have long known this was the practice in the ant world, but what they didn’t know is the forensic science that allows the community to uncover the crime. Now, thanks to a study in the current issue of Cell Biology, they do.
    A queen that has the genetic mettle to crank out lots of good eggs that produce lots of good babies doesn’t need any competition from other, lesser females setting up a nest nearby. Even the queen herself is not allowed to fool with the gene pool once it’s been set. She mates only once in her life and stores all the sperm she’ll ever need for the thousands of eggs she’ll produce.
    The rules, of course, don’t prevent the other ants in the colony — which spend their lives tending eggs, gathering food and digging tunnels — from feeling a little randy now and then (never mind the fact that they’re all, genetically speaking, brothers and sisters). But not only are those who give into the procreative urge pounced on, those who are even considering it are often restrained before they can try. The tip-off, as with so many other things in the animal world, appears to be smell.
    Earlier studies had shown that a queen that senses potential competition from another fertile female will chemically mark the pretender; that female will then be attacked by lower-ranking females. Biologists Jürgen Liebig and Adrian Smith of Arizona State University suspected that something similar might go on even without the queen’s intervention and believed the answer might lie in scent chemicals called cuticular hydrocarbons.
    Ants that are capable of reproducing naturally emit hydrocarbon-based odors, and the eggs they produce smell the same way. Ants that can’t reproduce emit no such odor. Liebig and Smith produced a synthetic hydrocarbon in the lab that had the same olfactory properties as the natural one, then plucked a few innocent ants from a nest and dabbed the chemical on them. When they were returned to the colony, they were promptly attacked — never mind that they had essentially been framed.
    The sexual environment does sometimes loosen up in ant colonies. While the place may never become a Caligulan free-for-all, collective breeding will resume if the queen dies or is experimentally removed — but only until a new queen establishes herself and the reproductive lockdown resumes.
    ****

    • jkh0 074 says:

      Compared to all other animals, humans have consciousness.
      Which sums up as: the need to constantly create, imagine, believe an alternate movie of “reality” that has very little connection with their actual life, but is all what their ego needs believe to feel good.

      They live more than one life, all the time.
      One is shaped by what they want, fear, love, hate; a parallel other one by what they need to believe they want, love, hate, fear; and it’s not just 2 in total, I think.

      Normies inhabit their consciousness, and live knowing nothing of themselves, and the whys and wherefores of all their real psychic existence.

  8. jkh0 074 says:

    Note: “Human politics” is comprehensive, for example, of marriage, “love”, and so on :)

    Of course!

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