Alpha Males are a Myth!

Does anyone actually read studies or do they just read a sentence or two of a summary or introduction?

Mech is not stating that dominance hierarchies do not exist, nor that hierarchies do not apply to wolves. Indeed, he *reaffirms* the presence of a dominance hierarchy in the wolf pack. What he is stating is that except in circumstances where there are multiple sexually mature males competing, the stable state of the wolf pack is that of a family, with a clear dominant male and a clear dominant female. It is his opinion that the designation of "alpha" is incorrect in general because the dominant male does not have to compete for breeding rights. It is simply his accepted role by other members of the pack. Of course, this all assumes that the usage of "alpha" requires some sort of visceral contest for dominance. In many other studies in scientific journals, the alpha status doesn't require a contest per se, it is simply the designation given to a dominant or dominance-seeking specimen.

In other words, with regards to the usage of "alpha" in human hierarchal studies, it continues to apply as humans, as with many other primates, continue to create social groups comprised of distinct families and individuals competing for dominance.
 
From here:

:eek: Well, this is going to put a wedgie in all those werewolf romances....
Men who disregard the concept of the dominant male, or the fact that most women are hard-wired to be attracted to dominant males, will pay a heavy price.

Women only settle for non-dominant males when they have no other choice.
 
Ah, if you were a dude, you'd know it's all smoke and mirrors.

I routed a kid three times my size and his three buddies at like 9, when I climbed up one side and down the other.

I practically live for some big sob to cross me, and when his friends jump in, please have your insurance papers in order. Fucking mesomorph entitelment pisses me the fuck off, and if you are old enough to remember the Eighties, you understand that any 12 year old can pull a trigger.

It's really about how much you don't like to lose and how far you're willing to go to win, or at least, not lose.

Pretty far, for some people, go figure.

The whole "winners and losers" thing is a conservative myth perpetuated basically, because they don't like to lose, even when they're clearly out of their depth, it's a psych.

"Values" is an economic term, anything anybody wants and is willing to pay some price for has "value", which includes a broad array of patently heinous shit.

"Real" men have ethics, an abstract value with real opportunity costs, and those that don't have that, will lose, it's really just matter of how many other they'll drag down with them.
 
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Say what? Are there winners and losers? Yes or no. Hierarchal animal studies affirm that are definite winners and losers in nature. There are definite physiological indicators of dominant and dominance-seeking specimens, but size isn't the primary one. The primary indicator was the level of free-testosterone. In other words, the "size of the fight in the dog", as opposed to the "size of the dog in the fight". (Though obviously, all things being equal, bet on the bigger fighter.)
 
JBJ, you've got to quit watching them old John Wayne movies. The guy who is calm and collected during a firefight is usually dead or higher than a kite. There is a reason most medal of honor winners are dead when they get the medal. They usually do the right thing at the right time but mostly its not of their doing.

As for dominance, you wouldn't know dominance if it bite you on the ass.

Being alpha means taking care of business, and being the guy who has his shit together. Its not about being suicidal.
 
Ah, if you were a dude, you'd know it's all smoke and mirrors.

I routed a kid three times my size and his three buddies at like 9, when I climbed up one side and down the other.

I practically live for some big sob to cross me, and when his friends jump in, please have your insurance papers in order. Fucking mesomorph entitelment pisses me the fuck off, and if you are old enough to remember the Eighties, you understand that any 12 year old can pull a trigger.

It's really about how much you don't like to lose and how far you're willing to go to win, or at least, not lose.

Pretty far, for some people, go figure.

The whole "winners and losers" thing is a conservative myth perpetuated basically, because they don't like to lose, even when they're clearly out of their depth, it's a psych.

"Values" is an economic term, anything anybody wants and is willing to pay some price for has "value", which includes a broad array of patently heinous shit.

"Real" men have ethics, an abstract value with real opportunity costs, and those that don't have that, will lose, it's really just matter of how many other they'll drag down with them.

You dont get alpha, either.
 
You're an old coot, and you're still standing, so I'll give you props, but I'm guessing it was mostly your charm that got you this far.

Which is disturbing of course.
 
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Hi, James, with 20 grandkids, ya think ya got room on thet Alpha bench for me? Like some Cheeto's? :)

ami

Youre the Alpha Emeritus around these parts. When you showup all the little dogs whimper and piss themselves.
 
Learn it, live it.


And dude, I'm hard - not like you neo-con pussies, I don't even need pharmaceuticals - I will fuck a chick so fat your mother would be jealous.

You are not even on my radar.
 
You're an old coot, and you're still standing, so I'll give you props, but I'm guessing it was mostly your charm that got you this far.

Which is disturbing of course.

What got me this far is lotsa elbow grease and lotsa audacity and a dollop of humility, but mostly elbow grease applied at the right place, at the right time.
 
Timing is everything.

I recall one old fat girl so large I couldnt get close enough to fuck with my toy dick. I never did figger out which way to turn her to do the job. I needed like an 18 inch pecker, and Sears dont sell them.
 
See now I would have found a fucking way to solve that problem.

I'm bragging about my prowess now, but at 18 I could have hit it from across the room.
 
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