Wednesday, August 27, 2025

"I'm Too Unique! You Beat Your Meat!" - P. Troy Circa 2001

THERE IS NO OTHER THAN ME : 44 I'll Rape Yu Li Chester - Mr. Mane (Rich Ass Nigga Witta Mouth Fulla Gold)

 https://veryayshun.blogspot.com/2016/01/west-end-girls.html

This is a rough draft!

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2019/08/fast-nigga-fast-0-fast-lika-nascar.html

And I'm Still Editing This One!


ANYWAY, THIS BLOG THERE IS NO OTHER THAN ME AND THIS BLOG THINGS THEY WOULD NOT TEACH ME OFF IN COLLEGE ARE CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION. THEY'RE BOTH DISORGANIZED AND IN DISARRAY. I'M GOING TO LEAVE THEM THIS WAY UNTIL TOMORROW. TOMORROW I'LL DELETE A NUMBER OF BLOG POSTS IN BOTH BLOGS THEN REORGANIZE THEM. (IN THIS LATTER BLOG, I'VE LEFT OFF HERE (HAVE A GANDER)THEY WOULD NOT TEACH ME OFF IN COLLEGE: 2 Nice 2 Talk Too AS FOR THIS BLOG POST THERE IS NO OTHER THAN ME : 90 I Luv Slutz - Cornholio The Great, TWEETS ARE HAPHAZARDLY PLACED AND SOME TWEETS SHOULDN'T BE IN THE BLOG AT ALL (THEY SHOULD BE PLACED IN THE BLOG POST I'M WOKRING ON FOR THE WARRIORS AND WORRIES BOOK)! I'LL BE UPDATING THIS BLOG POST AS WELL THERE IS NO OTHER THAN ME : The G0D Damn White Man - The Honorable Khalid Sheik Muhammad
I'm 5'7. Tina Is 5'8-5'9. My Brothers Are 5'10+ And Have Had Many, Many Girlfriends (Each One Has). The Majority Of Those Girlfriends Have Been White. The Mexican Girlfriends Have Primarily Been A Product Of Gery (He Almost Exclusively Dated And Mated Mexicans). I've NEVER Had A Girlfriend Because I'm Poor And Ugly! By The Way, I Was Living In Oceanside And Redondo Beach* At The Time Of My Father's Passing Richard Dagampat Obituary (1934 - 2014) - Legacy Remembers.
MY FATHER WAS A VIOLENT, CALLOUS SOCIOPATH THAT WOULD MERCILESSLY HARANGUE HIS CHILDREN AND BARBAROUSLY BEAT HIS CHILDREN. I HOPE YOU REMEMBER THE STORIES I'VE SHARED WITH YOU ALL ABOUT MY FATHER AND BROTHERS BELLICOSE PAST. SPEAKING OF MY BROTHERS' RELATIONSHIP HISTORY, THEY HAD CHILDREN WITH GENETICALLY INFERIOR MATES (https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2022/02/dont-quote-me-boi.html 
TRAGIC JOHNSON, WE'RE TOO LITTLE!

*
My brother-in-law, Kit Kaiser, built this home for my father. My father, mother, younger sister Katy, and I moved into this home in 2001. So, I've been living in Redondo Beach since 2001!

 Kaimana (@kamohoalii) • Instagram photos and videos

Magali Rack | I don’t really like this picture of me but its the only one I have of Kaimana Dagampat alias Richard, my surf instructor in #newportbeach... | Instagram

My Father Didn't Name His Children (He Left That And Other Parenting Duties To His Wife), Nor Did Our Father Pass Much Hawaiian Culture Onto His Children. What Our Father Did Was House His Children, Clothe His Children, Feed His Children, And Brutally Beat His Children (Gery And Richie In Particular).

Later today I'll tell you all what my older siblings think about Filipinos. Here's a hint: THEY DON'T LIKE THEM. I think Gery had 1 Filipino friend in high school (some guy that attended Workman High School) and Tina had one 1 Filipino friend in high school (her name is Cathy Cruz). See the above photo? My brother Richie wasn't close to the Alpenias when he was younger (60s, 70s, 80, 90s). He only recently** began associating with them and attending their parties after frequently encountering Jack's daughters Stephanie and Gigi in Huntington Beach in the mid-2000s. He's the only sibling of mine that maintains any relationship with that family. There were many, many Filipino families that my father knew, but now that he's deceased, we have no contact with any of those families. As for Filipinos we're related to, they all descend from the union between Claudio Bagobe Dagampat and Anna Kekoi Dagampat. That is, the Filipinos we're related to are racially admixed and don't really identify as Filipino.

*The first time any of my siblings encountered*** a Filipino was when they moved to Hawaii in the 1970s. Since then, they've seen some in California and only a couple of them have befriend one (Tina met one through the pharmaceutical industry and Richie met one through the surf industry). My older siblings don't mesh well with Filipinos because Filipinos are socially and culturally different than my siblings. (When Richie sees a Filipino nowadays, whether a male or female, he says 'Pinoy Pinay, Pinoy Pinay' but pronounces Pinoy like PIN O and Pinay like PEEN A (the long vowel version of A).)

**
This is a sociopath that recreated his identity (reinvented*** himself) in the late 90s. He wasn't a surfer in the 80s and early 90s when Steven and David were surfing, he was a fisherman, mad man, and strongman. (He Beat The Shit Out Of Numerous Guys.)

***He became 'Hawaiian surfer, Kamo Hamo Hele Pele' in the mid-2000s. In the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s he was as WHITE as all of his WHITE friends. 

Steve Dagampat (@loopy_caster) • Instagram photos and videos

See Tam Nguyen*? David met Tam in the late 80s. They began to grow apart, then Tam moved to Huntington Beach in the mid-late 2000s. That's when Richie became closer to him. Tam now lives in Texas; hence you see him fishing with Steven. I believe this is the only Asian friend David** and Steven have ever had and the second Asian friend Richie has had (I believe Richie was friends with a Korean in high school). What did my brothers refer to Asians as in the 80s and 90s? SLOPEs, GOOKs, ZIPPERs (short for ZIPPERHEADs), V.C. (an acronym for Viet Cong) and HOP-TSING! (My brother Gery is the only brother of mine to have had a Filipino friend!) 

*My daddy referred to Tam as a 'Boat Person'.

**CORRECTION: David had a Chinese friend in high school named Byron Chang

THERE IS NO OTHER THAN ME : One Of A Kind...Broke The Mold - Fat Boy From The South

 https://www.instagram.com/loopy_caster/

There's A Photo Of Steven With AChinese/Mexican Female Toddler Sitting On His Lap (Holding A Female, Chinese/Mexican Toddler). The Irony About This Is That Steven Disliked NIGGERs When He Was Younger. His Disdain For NIGGERs Was Only Exceeded By My Brother Richie!

No, Gery is genetically/phenotypically superior to Richie (more symmetrical, much more athletic, had higher status throughout life, etc.). Gery actually was a legend on the hoop court. By the way, based on how this was written https://www.linkedin.com/posts/garydagampat_stillinspiringus-activity-7180747057215815680-qKtt you'd think that my father was an empathetic, compassionate, equanimous, peaceful churchgoer that created a stable, comforting, loving, harmonious home environment for his children, but you'd be WRONGMy father was a hostile, volatile, combative, tyrant that created a chaotic, violent, contentious, inhospitable home environment for his children (there was constant physical abuse, constant verbal abuse, constant arguing with his wife, and constant arguing among his children stemming from sibling rivalry, all of which resulted in a dysfunctional home and family https://x.com/SteveStuWill/status/1877114919390228512). Why didn't any of my siblings reached their full potential? For this exact reason (our father was too physically and verbally abusive to us).

https://whyevolutionistrue.wordpress.com/2014/09/10/prisoner-wants-answers-about-evolution/

"the large majority of people in prison are both religious and, to differing degrees, uneducated (at least less educated than the public at large)."

I THINK OF MY READERS IN THIS SENSE. THE VAST MAJORITY OF YOU ARE RELIGIOUS AND UNEDUCATED (AT LEAST, MUCH LESS EDUCATED THAN THE PEOPLE WHO READ, WRITE, STUDY, AND PERFORM THE SCIENTIFIC WORK THAT I EXCERPT). MOST OF YOU ARE FULLY COMMITTED TO YOUR DELUSIONAL, NONSENSICAL RELIGIOUS BELIEFS AND MYTHS AND ARE UNWILLING TO CHANGE YOUR MIND ABOUT THEM AND MOST OF YOU KNOW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT GENETICS AND EVOLUTION OR HOW THEY CONSPIRE TO AFFECT YOUR LIFE AND HOW THEY CAN BE APPLIED TO YOUR LIFE. AND FOR THESE REASONS I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU!


By any biological criterion you might want to consider, all human beings on the Earth today belong to the same species. But although any one of us is capable as an infant of learning any language, or of absorbing the customs and values of a society, by the time we're five years old, we have already learned a set of values and beliefs - and prejudices - that we will struggle to free ourselves from later in life. Ironically, much of this learning takes place during the period of "childhood amnesia" from which we will later find it hard to recall any memories. As a result, we will never be consciously aware of how we acquired many of the attitudes and assumptions that will subsequently govern our interactions with the world. In the most extreme cases, by the time they have both reached adulthood a member of one culture will see the world entirely differently from a contemporary brought up in another; and in a highly specific and limited sense, the two might as well belong to a different species, divided by language, assumptions, priorities, and even by different ideas of right and wrong. Those differences might not matter too much if the individuals involved were confined to opposite sides of the planet; but in a rapidly globalizing world the inherent potential for conflict is obvious. You could not say anything even remotely similar about members of any other species on Earth; and, once again, the difference resolves down to our individualized ways of reformulating the world in our heads... (The Accidental Human)

WHEN YOU READ THE BLOG POSTS ABOUT ME AND MY FAMILY MAKE SURE YOU REALIZE HOW UNIQUE MY FATHER, MOTHER, BROTHERS, AND SISTERS ARE (RACIALLY AND SOCIOCULTURALLY UNLIKE ANY HUMANS THAT HAVE BEEN PREVIOUSLY CREATED AND UNLIKE ANY HUMANS YOU HAVE EVER ENCOUNTERED).

"So-called cultural viruses are the products of individual minds trying to achieve effects on the minds of others (getting others’ attention, signalling some qualities, manipulating others, sending some information, etc.) for their own benefit."

I'm Attempting To Influence Your Beliefs, Specifically Your Beliefs About ME (Channel Your Beliefs In The Right Direction) Through The Writing On My Blogs! And Don't Forget The Quotes I've Attributed To Numerous People. All It Takes Subtle Body Language Or Words Spoken Under Your Breath And I'll Accurately Read You. 

This, along with other factors (the fact that I was exposed to a variety of people of different social classes and ethnic backgrounds), allows me to read all of you!

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2022/07/like-no-other.html

My father wasn't Hawaiian or Filipino. He was white.

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2023/12/nearly-out-of-time-today.html

https://1958.usnaclasses.com/last_call.htm

My Father's Peers.

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2022/10/the-mexakinz.html

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2021/07/keep-this-in-mind-when-you-see-me.html

6 of my siblings attended a 4-year university thanks to the genes they inherited from their parents and the finances my parents provided.

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2023/06/blog-post.html

My siblings and I aren't Hawaiian, Filipino, or Mexican. We're white. Don't let the national flags on Jarod's Instagram give you the WRONG IDEA.

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2023/06/manana.html

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2023/12/ah-am-sum-bah-daeah-am-sum-bah-dae.html

Jared's mother is 25% Hawaiian and has no ties to Hawaii. She's a racially admixed Californian. Jarod's grandfather was 50% Hawaiian and born in California but made some connections in Hawaii while living and working there in the 70s. (Jarod's grandfather is a product of ancestral Hawaii, not modern, multicultural Hawaii.

Jarod is NOT FILIPINO, at least not culturally. His mother is 25% Filipino but knows nothing about Filipino culture, only had two Filipino friends her entire life, and in fact isn't too fond of Filipinos. (We have no ties to the Philippines because our father had no ties to the Philippines.)

Our father didn't name his children. He left that, and other parenting duties, to our mother. Nor did our father pass much Hawaiian culture onto his children. Our father was just an average white American from Los Angeles that would badger, belittle, and beat the shit out of his children. (Besides my brother Richie, my siblings and I don't really identify as Hawaiian.)

Over the course of 30 years (from about the late 1960s to the early 1990s) my father coached hundreds of my brothers' peers and my peers in the games of football, baseball, and basketball. During this time NONE of the boys he coached knew of his unprecedented and unparalleled athletic past and only a handful of the fathers of those boys knew.

Living Large, Redefined | Summer 2022 | UCR Magazine

Mike's father, Lito, didn't coach him. Beginning at age 8 my father coached him. Mike's father, Lito, just took pictures and fawned over me while his daughters lusted after me.

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2022/12/u-ever-ben-quotedhawthorne-pig.html

This is just one of the many teams my father coached that Mike was a part of. 

https://methalashun.blogspot.com/2024/06/better-than-you.html

I Last Saw Carl Skinner In 2014 At My Father's Funeral And Prior To That I Last Saw Him In 2004!