Probably a less appealing version of a beta atmosphere (at least to non-betas)...
Probably a less appealing version of a beta atmosphere (at least to non-betas)...
Last edited by strrrng; 02-23-2009 at 11:45 PM.
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Not necessarily. But the point was, that it could reaffirm negative associations some non-betas may have. Betas could just as easily find it repulsive, but still understand where certain behaviors are coming from better. So, it was just meant as a hyperbole, I guess.
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Out of curiosity, what would a typical beta enjoy doing for fun? What is a "fun" atmosphere for them?
It depends. Personally, I can't say I don't find that kind of intense, competitive atmosphere depicted intriguing. Not because I love ostentatious douche bags or anything; the underlying themes of rising to the challenge, generating a lot of energy, etc. are what I'm referring to.
As for myself though, I'm not all gung-ho with everything. I greatly enjoy intense workouts and martial arts, but also have a good amount of intellectual inclinations and can exist very passively for periods of time.
So, I think it comes down to the nature of interaction when you get a group of betas together. And based on my experience, there tends to be a strong mutual feedback of emotion, without all the (what I perceive as) "******ry" involved in typical alpha atmospheres. There may be confrontation and power shifts, but people won't take it personally, and will use said things to amplify the experience.
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There was something like that a while ago... towards the beginning of senior year, I believe. My school had a lot of wealth, and the kids tended to gravitate towards reckless activities and the like. Now that I think of it, the similarities are hilarious.
There was a miniature fight club thing organized by a core group of these somewhat preppy guys (the leader was an Se-ESTp 7w8 sx/so...lol). Anyway, it basically consisted of group gatherings where sparring matches would be held, using shirts and stuff to wrap peoples' hands. Nothing planned, just whenever there was an opportunity and people were in the mood. I'm pretty sure alcohol was frequent, although I didn't go enough to find out. But from the 3-5 times I did go, I can say I found it pretty fun. As I mentioned before, the energy was a big part of it (ironically, about 2/3 of the group consisted of betas, in retrospect), and I guess the immediate impact of things. Like, one dude got the cartilage in his ear fucked from a match, because they were drunk and sloppy, but it was all in good fun. I also enjoyed it because it gave me a chance to fight guys that I disliked, without any negative connotations, lol. Good times.
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That's why you never listen to betas when you are contentious with them. Or anyone else for that matter. But especially betas. They seem to be most inclined to pushing buttons and trying to set you up into this trap of following them. Or at least that's what I most see from them. Gammas some but they are more just cut throat and less glitzy.
The kid who got his ass handed to him was always following the lead of the other person, though.
As Bale would say - "You're an amateur, man"
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
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~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
Totally. That was the part of that clip which was most annoying for me. I mean, he was so obviously being played by the blond guy that it was just painful. And blondie wasn't even trying to hide it at all. Walking away would have taken more balls - making the decision to fight when he was so obviously outclassed and worse still, provoked into it, was when he lost that whole game.
That clip showed something that is very much not my world, but *shrugs* I can get it? Substitute words for fists, and yeah, that's more like it. The whole competitiveness, and fighting for the sake of nothing more (and nothing less) than determining who is best makes sense.
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What type is the blonde guy, you think? He reminds me of an exaggerated version of my supervisor at work.