Did You Quit the Internet

21 Aug
pig rotated

Pic unrelated

Finally someone on Twitter asked me: did you quit the internet.

I quit Twitter so I could play Witcher 3. And because all I could look at were assholes. I’d imagine them finding my web site and making fun of me. I’m as sensitive as the flayed corpse out of Hellraiser. I need to believe that I’m some great genius. Except when I read my own shit 99% of it makes me sick. I couldn’t read negativity about me, and I can’t even read negativity about people like me. I start imagining it’s about me. Spend all day thinking I suck. All of twitter is negative shit about people like me.

Obviously I still check my notices.

Done with my web site. The fake name. Looking at my page views, which are in the toilet. 81 people read my site this morning. 1 million people read Mike Cernovich’s site in the last five minutes, because he’s not afraid of getting slagged. You’re either marketing constantly or you’re nothing. To market you must be marketable. People are too stupid for my sophisticated prose poems about buttfucking a tweaker.

I hate writing. It’s too hard and takes too long. Nobody reads. But then all other art forms are garbage. No comedian will be remembered. Paintings are decorations. Theater is for gay idiots. Only writing matters. Maybe I’m just pissed because the guy who made my cover got a call from a publisher off it. I didn’t.

Have to come back to this later. Now I have go to the porn star 24 hour STD place in Sherman Oaks. When I landed in Peru El Chuco texted me. One of his catamites had chlamydia. Gonorrhea. Thus me as well. She power bottomed me with her dry asshole and I briefly washed my dick with hand soap. I was sober and the sun was still out. She was beautiful enough that you could just look at her and not pick her apart. Bottle blonde but of Mexican extraction. Jehovah’s Witness.

I quit Twitter because I was hung up on dumb shit. Online rape arguments. The Kurt Metzger UCB rape affair.  I joined a Facebook group where improv actresses accuse comedians of rape. Male allies post supportive Medium articles. I hate it but I can’t stop looking. Thinking: these people are all writers. How the fuck are there huge dark secrets in “the community.” It means not one of them talks about the interesting part of their lives. Raping people. Getting raped.

You can’t hold back the real shit. Until Louis CK’s show is about him jacking off on Garfunkel and Oates’ faces it’s a lie. Maybe my shit sucks but believe me I’m not sandbagging. For example: I jerk off thinking about 13 year olds regularly. So do you. All men, on a cellular level, desperately want to rape young teens. There are no exceptions.

A new improv guy got accused of mass rapes. Kurt Metzger antagonized people about it. They tried to get him fired. He kept going. It was nuts. I looked at his Wikipedia entry. He was a Jehovah’s Witness. This explained his self destructive passion. When I worked nights in a candle factory, half the floor crew were JW’s. There was a family, a white woman with a fat 16 year old daughter. The black guys loved her. There was Steve- wispy weird little blonde guy. His wife Deb, a Wampanoag who carried a jagged Rambo knife on her ankle in case Steve tried to beat her up again. The fat girl wasn’t allowed to ask Steve to stop the conveyor belt. Deb told me he’d been excommunicated for swearing. Or maybe drinking coffee. Beating his wife hadn’t done it. Michael Jackson was a Jehovah’s witness. He beat off to children being raped and eaten by raccoons. Jackson Stockpiled Gruesome Pornography, read the headline. Did you hear about the horny farmer. He gruesome pornography.

Jehovah’s Witnesses are 100% mentally ill rapists, wife beaters, raccoon porn obsessives and hookers who need to get choked with their own shit to feel loved. How could that not fuck you up. But then I agree with Metzger. Who knows if Dillyberg raped anybody.

Hours thinking about this kind of shit. That’s what Twitter is for. Stupid people arguing. Stupider people torturing themselves reading it. There is not one good tweet.

In Lima I had to text the other girls. Dong who captured Pokemon in my apartment. The British girl with the tits. If you’re reading this, don’t think I think of you this way. I have to talk about you like this because the one time I posted details on a girl the commenters found her. She was a porn star, but still. People find you. Girls I date have rich lives but you’re the British girl with tits. I’m popular enough that anyone I describe might be stalked. 1/1000th as popular as you need to make money. Not so popular that my book beats half a week’s pay. Popular enough that Elliot Rodger message board weirdos find my apartment. A sweet spot.

elliot merged

They took it well. Made my connection to Cusco and used my Pimsleur car stereo Spanish to find a Farmacia. Bought azithromycin. Read the instructions wrong and almost took three times the recommended dose. Sat in my hostel room waiting for the pills to twist up my guts with broken glass like the internet told me. Nothing happened. Maybe they were fake. Or just enough juice to make my gonorrhea resistant. Flagellates slowly dissolve my dickflesh. Sweet spot.

At LAX I’d read the Roosh V Forum. It said Cusco is the easiest pussy town on the continent. In my hostel I read that after azithromycin you still can’t fuck for 7 days. There you have it, I thought. Turned out not to matter. On the street I caught no attention, despite being a foot and a half taller than anyone in Peru. My slave owner eyes.

You have to go to a nightclub to get Cusco pussy. I’m 40 and go to bed at 9PM. Even when I’m not getting up at 4 to climb Macchu Picchu or observe macaws in the jungle. You go in Club Mama Africa and gringo hunters make out with you, says the internet. They’re college girls from Lima. Would have been nice but who cares. It’s another Mexican.

This piece was supposed to be about my spiritual awakening. Saying goodbye to my dead father in the Andean cloud forest. But I don’t check Twitter and look what comes out even now. Another day maybe. For now, The Witcher.


The Pussy has never been so cheap.

28 Responses to “Did You Quit the Internet”

  1. Gustavo "Wiggity Wednesday" Farrar August 21, 2016 at 5:47 pm #

    You nailed it on Twitter sucking up your attention span. If you want to make shitty, rapidly evolving memes and quips in order to get a quick&dirty dopamine fix for every blue star on the “Notifications” button, that’s where you need to go. Remember books? I used to read them all the time. Now I honestly have trouble paying attention to anything that’s not written for a 2010s attention span. I even notice it video games from 15+ years ago. A public health crisis if there ever was one.

    • Rachel August 24, 2016 at 11:31 pm #

      Agreed. I was the girl who got made fun of for spending too much time at the library, and now I barely read a book a month. I blame exhaustion from holding an office job, but I think the internet is the real culprit. Actually, I think it’s that I spend my reading time “reading” Instagram or whatever. I need to stop.

      And DT, you’re not alone in outgrowing Twitter and your site. All the bloggers I know are now either focused on Snapchat or have moved on to freelancing or consulting or whatever. You’re just responding to the environment. Don’t hang on longer than you want. Find the next thing that doesn’t suck.

  2. Mitch Connor August 21, 2016 at 10:36 pm #

    I thought STDs were non-existant and you’ve never gotten one?

  3. Anonymous August 22, 2016 at 12:19 pm #

    Post more just to let us know you’re still alive

    • Anonymous August 22, 2016 at 3:04 pm #


  4. The Closer August 22, 2016 at 3:35 pm #

    Slim young south american monkey with ass-eating pig. Good imagery.

    OK, listen to this. You’re a world weary exec who goes alone on a vacation to Peru. Sequence of shots from shiny chrome hotels and airports, others from bars and beds hintng at many partners. Arrive at airport, then small hotel in a hotel bus, put in a part for a funny driver or guide or something. Skip the club in Cusco and get up early. At the Macaw reserve, you meet a quirky Jessica Alba who has left behind North America to work with wildlife. Roll title: SEEKING SLIM YOUNG MONKEY.

  5. Anonymous August 22, 2016 at 9:51 pm #

    This post was depressing.

  6. CEO Nikolic August 23, 2016 at 6:18 am #

    Okay, Delicious Tacos, this is going to be a long, lost post and I expect you to listen up.

    You have real talent — and there is hope for you. Not in Los Angeles, no, but in Toronto where I live. Someday soon, I am going to form a very large corporation and it’s going to need a mass media head … and I want that to be YOU.

    I realize this is the Internet and people are jerking off over delusions every day of the week. But I’m deadly serious. My name is Nikolic, and I’m going to be the CEO of this corporation. I am going to recruit the elite of the Internet and join them together in one force, and we’re going to kick fucking ass — corporate-style.

    I am aware that you cannot do this kind of thing alone. In the “real world,” you would need a C.V. a mile long, full of ass-kissings up Jerry Bruckheimer’s rectum pipe, to get a chance like I’m offering you. All I’m saying is, consider it and keep me in mind. Don’t lose hope. It disturbs me massively to see you down on yourself, even if underneath you’re almost certainly a glass-half-full kind of guy. Despite the flirtation with alcoholism, despite the lust for 13-year-old girls which is going to have bitches phoning 911 L.A., despite the slow The Pussy novel sales — despite everything, THERE IS A FUTURE FOR YOU. IN TORONTO.

    A word about Toronto. I know you come from Boston — Toronto is a bigger, cleaner, more economically powerful version of Boston. It has exactly the same climate, so don’t expect the winters to be any worse. Boston has the moderating influence of the Atlantic; Toronto has the same, but from Lake Ontario. The weather is good, therefore, for 9 months of the year. Okay, so it’s no L.A. — but you don’t get to be Head of Global Mass Media for Disney Corporation in L.A., and you DO get to be Head of Global Mass Media for Quadelitedom Corporation in East Toronto near the Don River.

    Click on my name to read some of my writing, which will give you an idea of my talent and drive. Again, I am not asking you to BELIEVE ME — only to HOLD OUT HOPE IN A BACK-CORNER OF YOUR MIND that things can get A LOT better.

    What do I think of you? Well, I wrote a long article on you at my ‘site, but let me add what I didn’t write in my website, which is that I’ve gone through all your archives and read them all. Sitting at the library in the South Corner of the MegaToronto reaction, I read them them all. I laughed, I frowned in commiseration, I was intrigued. You are a truly great writer and a unique Voice — never read anyone like you, nor will I ever again. Stop saying your stuff is shit, makes you wince. I command you. I love my stuff. You must learn to hone and harness and cultivate your arrogance. That is your one Achilles Heel … but we’ll talk about that while we’re scoping out pussy in the Eaton Center between Bay and Dundas Streets.

    Now a word about me.

    I am 44 years old, a white male, and brilliant and determinedly full of willpower. I know how to make money. My writing will be the easiest ticket to financial success, and once I get it I’m plowing every center into my friends and allies — like you. I am a VERY commercial writer, and I have prostituted my ability for what you call marketability. I will sell — and if I don’t, I’m sexy enough to just prostitute a bunch of chicks.

    Anyway, keep hope. I am watching out for you. ~ G. Nikolic

    • bitch@gmail.com August 24, 2016 at 8:09 pm #

      LOL. It’s sorcerygod again. You still smell of loser, faggot.

    • Nikolai Vladivostok August 26, 2016 at 6:52 pm #

      Sounds legit. I say go for it.

  7. anon August 23, 2016 at 12:05 pm #

    twatter is garbage. everything is garbage. why bother caring about “humanity” and “current events”. fuck the news. i used to read lots of sites on a daily basis. many of which you probably read too, or at have at least heard about. the usual manosphere stuff. roosh, rok, ch, zh, frogtwitter tweets etc. it was helpful at first but now it’s just all depressing and distracting. sadly but honestly: your site is also on that list.

  8. michael bay August 23, 2016 at 3:38 pm #

    you don’t get as much web-site trafficz as cerno because u lack teh gorilla mindset.
    you also don’t write every day about topical subjects like clinton/trump, etc.
    all in all: who cares. do whatever you feel like. or don’t.

    seeing as how you like birds: did you go check out the arboretum like i suggested. they have peacocks and other interesting flora/fauna. the pioneer who owned that land married teen girls; name’s lucky baldwin. there’s cool/interesting stuff in the world–surely you saw some while in peru—the rest is noise. empty noise. frustrated men and women yelling into the abyss. clickbait titles. links to shit vids marked “WATCH:”

  9. Zapper August 24, 2016 at 7:40 am #

    Sounds like you got a discharge on your hands (sing along):

    Good for you for stopping Twitter, I hope you keep it up.

    You better not give up writing and posting on internet, it will make me sad.

    Why didn’t you try Ayahuasca. Speaking of Mike, his “career” really took over after he did his Aya jaunt, perhaps or perhaps not it was related.

  10. Buttfuck August 24, 2016 at 10:48 am #

    You just need to write some articles like:
    5 Habits Every Man Should Buttfuck
    How to Buttfuck Your Way to Success
    Why Hillary Clinton Likes to Buttfuck Lesbians
    This One Little Known Secret Will Improve Your Buttfucking By 95%
    How to Avoid a False Rape Charge by Buttfucking
    How Buttfucking Can Make You Look Younger
    7 Money Saving Tips to Buttfuck your Buttfuck When You Can’t Buttfuck

    • buttfux August 24, 2016 at 11:22 am #

      agreed, but you left out these:
      How to Make Money on the Internet by Buttfucking
      Gain Muscle and Lose Fat by Buttfucking
      Buttfucking Saved My Life. Here’s How.
      How to Have AMAZING Sex with 3rd World Trannies

      further reading: mattforney dot com

      • Atlanta Man August 26, 2016 at 12:42 pm #

        Buttfucking will give men wicked UTIs , it is fucking E. Coli. That shit creeps right up the urethra and gives you a fucked up white discharge. I speak from experience and knowledge. I still fuck chicks in the ass though….

  11. K-hole August 26, 2016 at 11:38 am #

    That Sweet Spot motif is really good.

    In a sane world, you’d be a celebrity with a teenage fan club. You make good writing seem effortless. You are the genius you secretly believe you are and other internet writers are plebeian retards. People who win literary awards are hacks who will be forgotten in half a generation – never known by normal people in the first place. They write the most boring shit but they’ve got brown skin and write within the narrative well enough to sell their books to old people who pretend to like the New Yorker.

    • Atlanta Man August 26, 2016 at 12:44 pm #

      The New Yorker ain’t so bad, I love to covers and sometimes they get a good writer to do a piece.

      • K-hole August 27, 2016 at 12:03 am #

        The covers are very good

      • Anonymous September 11, 2016 at 5:29 pm #

        But do you ever laugh at their “cartoons?”

  12. Nate August 26, 2016 at 10:40 pm #

    No one comes here anymore because you post once every 40 days. I wouldn’t go to a bar if they were only open once every other fucking fortnight and you never knew when the barman would feel inspired enough to serve a few drinks and play a few tunes and shoot the shit with his patrons. If overtime you came a-knocking he was watching tv and couldn’t get you a beer or say what’s up, you’d find a different bar. I hope something story-worthy happened to you in Peru besides you recognizing your self-imposed obsolescence.

    • anon August 30, 2016 at 8:35 pm #

      agreed, perfect analogy. check out sam hyde’s million dollar extreme (MDE) videos on youtube…he recently got a show on [adult swim]. sam’s been pushing out hilarious, bizarre content in a similar “anti-everything” tone as deltacos, with one important difference: sam hyde doesn’t suffer from crippling self-doubt/wagecuckery/ambivalence—so sam’s been consistently making videos for his fans since 2007. and his fans are loyal supporters. he doesn’t leave his fans hanging for months at a time like our writer here who pains over whether he’s good enough to write about his bowel movements and tindersluts.

      if you haven’t already heard of him, check out the “yale lives matter” video. i just got around to checking out MDE lately and i’m hooked. the adult swim episodes aren’t as good because he doesn’t have full creative control as when he was just making videos for fun with his crew.

    • Anonymous September 7, 2016 at 9:13 pm #

      Fortnight. I love you.

  13. nig nog @ turdfeed September 2, 2016 at 10:48 am #

    >be artfag named delicioustacos
    >poast once a month
    >rarely interact with loyal readers
    >complains not enough people read his site/buy his book

    lol. yea you need a break man. a long break. keep soul-searching. don’t force it. no one will ever “get you” or your work completely. just have fun doing it. and if it’s no longer fun then stop.

  14. Graybusch September 3, 2016 at 7:58 pm #

    I’ve been stuck in the Twitter vortext for the last six months. I don’t tweet often. Usually just read, retweet occasionally. Like this site, mostly read, comment once in a while. I should be creating rather then consuming and get off Twitter. Glad to hear you did

    Comments have seemed to have changed tone here. Quite interesting

    Keep writing

  15. Anonymous September 7, 2016 at 9:12 pm #

    Just stop reading it. Find a cheap editor. Duh.


  1. Did You Quit the Internet – Manosphere.org - August 21, 2016

    […] Did You Quit the Internet […]

  2. Word from the Dark Side, 8/25/16 | SovietMen - August 25, 2016

    […] Tacos: Did you quit the internet? […]

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: