Turkish men

After urgent requests from several of my friends to publish something about the Turkish men, I am finally doing it. Actually what I want to say is that you might think that I am a totally negative person that has nowhere to vent my anger. It is totally wrong. Actually all these posts make me feel totally bad as it is hard to talk just bad about others and if I believe some of my obsessed acquaintances, my carma is being spoiled by being negative, then I will just spoil my carma several more times just to put an effort into clarifying some things about the Latvian girls and put my effort in the process of educating some men that are totally ruled by their dicks.

Before I start my totally important observation about Turkish men, I only want to say that THIS POST IS TOTALLY NON DISCRIMINATING AND NO RELIGION ISSUES ARE MEANT OF VERY SERIOUS IMPORTANCE. I AM NOT WRITING THIS POST TO DISRESPECT MUSLIM PEOPLE OR SOMETHING OF THAT KIND. If you are very sensitive, then please do not read the following as I totally say that I do not take any responsibility of whatever written here, though it is my point of view.

So I especially left Turkish men for a later time, because I needed more patience to collect all of my ideas about them. Since my only trip to Turkey and only to Istanbul (which still I might partly agree should be called Konstantinopoli according to the historical events and I know that this phrase will make me a racist bastard or something according to Turkish point of view, however, I DO NOT CARE), I am totally in panic whenever I hear that some Turkish men will be closer than 10 meters. I will not talk in this post about the total women discrimination in your country and the fact that I totally think it is against the human rights (but I know that I will be a racist bastard again and again I DO NOT CARE), but I have issues both with Turkey and Turkish men.

Aaa, no, I have been to Turkey twice, however, the second time was that bad that my memory has managed to put it very deep in my mind and thanks God or whoever.

So I will not concentrate on the women rights here, but I will talk more about Turkish men. I know that I did not manage to see the real Turkey as Istanbul is too cosmopolitan, however, it was enough for a lifetime for me. I am sorry but it is the country I totally try to avoid and mainly because of men.

Actually before I move on, I just remembered a discussion I once had with a Turkish man here, the result of it was a bit disastrous as we have not spoken since then and I actually do not plan to. He had spent a year here in Latvia and his main statement was that Latvian girls pushed him (!!!) to lose his virginity. When I asked him if somebody attacked him, he said no. Then I asked how was it possible that somebody pushed him, if he did it out of free will. His response was that Latvian girls by their appearance and outlook pushed him (or maybe it was actually his dick that pushed him? hmm) to do it. When I asked him, if he liked it, I mean the process, he started to yell at that I actually did not know my boundaries or something, while the people around, who were also participating in this conversation, were already bursting into tears from laughter. Anyway, the summary of conversation was that he was the victim who had suffered from Latvian women.

However, I have a totally different point of view:

Turkish:

- thanks to Turkish airlines and also Airbaltic, they are coming in heaps to get in freedom. Somehow, outside their country, they forget about their religion and its principles.

- the main thing they have is the self confidence that they are the best, the most sexual, the most attractive etc. However, Latvian women have other preferences and Turkish lasharas sooner or later cannot take the lifestyle they have – working, having social life and not sitting at home and cooking non stop. Yes, we have the gender equality here, you can google something about it if you happen not to know the term.

- when they get to Europe, they break loose, lose all the boundaries and start to live. (hhh as I said up there, they become the victims of Latvian women – on the other hand, how coward they actually are )

- actually I do not understand why you are coming here, because even on those Russian women list that live here and that are ready to fuck whoever they see, Turkish men are not on their priority list. After having talked about this issue with many acquaintances and having read some info on local sites, there are more negative feedback than positive one. So keep it in mind and maybe choose Russia for your “cultural sightseeing trips”.

- I know that you have obsession with blondes but maybe understand once and for all that Latvian blondes do not have an obsession with you!

- dark and victims of hair gel again.

- and I am sorry, maybe it is something cultural, but you always look angry. Turkish people look angry. Your facial expression by nature is angry.

- I like the way you pretend to be important, it is so funny. Sipping whiskey in a bar dressed in a suit and with that angry facial expression, looks more than funny. And then when approaching woman you make her feel very cheap. You need to learn how to look not important, but clever for the beginning.

I was quite subjective this time, however, I could not keep myself away from being myself, while you once land in Europe, suddenly feel like the most important person in the world. If back in Turkey you were selling carpets, then once here in Latvia you feel as the king of universe… till the woman starts to speak about the things she has achieved in her life

some comments found on youtube regarding the Latvian girls

Riga is much more than sex and prostitution. Male stag tourists are trying to ruin this beautiful city. Acting like they never saw a pretty girl before. I was there in the 90′s….quiet, classy, serene and scenic.

bellina Liepaja ma tieniti su Riga e Jurmala. solo una cosa: evita agosto. ed evita di fare il cazzoncello perchè come tu stesso dici siamo sputtanatissimi a Riga a causa dei soliti cafoni di merda che sporcano la mia e nostra reputazione di italiani. è una città di classe, ci vuole classe anche con le donne. di siicuro è piu’ facile attaccar bottone con una russa che con una lettone. ma la russa la perdi anche piu facilmente. cmq sempre con classe. quella che provo ad esprimere. ciao

They dont like much foreign people, maybe cuze the stag parties. Ive been there 3 times b4 and had no problem, good beer, beautiful women. Paradise on earth.Go there in the summer to Jurmala beach. Yeh!Go Riga!Go Riga!

Fucking brits going to latvia to have fun!Because british and german girls are fucking ugly and stupid in england or ireland girls ready to suck your dick every where but only one thing they are fucking ugly!Thats why brits get their ass kicked because they have no respect to latvia and i personally will shash their heads

Ciao Bella!

hhh once I happened to talk to lashara from Italy, guy around 26, who was regularly coming to Riga for the same reason other lasharas are coming here and he tried to convince me that he was coming here to find the love of his life… 20 min later obviously he had forgotten about it and told me that his fidanzata at home would kill him if she knew what he was doing @ Riga. Yeah, Ryanair really helps some people to run away from responsibility or love as he said. Apparently Italian understanding of the word love and the meaning it carries is a bit different of Latvian one.

As I happen to speak Italian, once I applied for a job for an Italian company here in Riga. At the interview they told me that I would be taken for sure etc (of course, I think I could have left my blond hair there and the hair could have worked there without me). The interview was almost over, when suddenly the son of the boss “appeared on the stage”. He was there for the weekend and his papa, the boss, thought it would be lovely if I could show him around the town. Unfortunately I strictly could not. To my surprise, the following Monday it was announced that I was not taken for the job. ai ai ai, I guess it was because I just had very bad communication skills However, the company went bankrupt after six months (maybe the papa was busy of having sightseeing at Riga and could not focus on the work properly).

And then, returning to clubbing in Riga and the blond girls and Italian lasharas this time. I know that hardly any Italian will read this, because this passage is not in Italian, but in English, however, if you do happen to read this, let me explain some cultural differences between your understanding and our understanding of some certain issues:

Italians:

- One thing I must admit is that they hardly ever get so drunk as all the Scandinavian and British lasharas, however once they enter the place they switch on the “stare wherever you can” and the “look at me I am an Italian macho” mode, which kind of looks like showing off before actually having done something.

- I know that in Italy the sun shines at least 250 to 300 days a year, sorry, Italian lasharas, when you come to Latvia, leave your sunglasses at home AND do not wear them here in late October after 5 p.m. as THEN WE TOTALLY DO NOT HAVE SUN (non c’e il sole, capisci?) and it is time to take the sunglasses off. I know that it is your macho symbol that helps you boost your self confidence and also share a secret glance at the girls coming home from work or taking the evening passeggiata, however, from the practical point of view IT LOOKS JUST STUPID.

- I also think that in Italian supermarkets the hair styling gel is sold in kilograms, really. I am sorry, but when you, a typical Italian lashara, enter a club, dance for some time or something, you start to sweat and apparently your gel also. The view is not that nice, believe me. And actually when somebody says the word Italy, the first thing that comes into my mind is not pizza or pasta, but hair styling gel and sweaty and short men.

- when you say to a Latvian girl – Ciao Bella! it just shows the low IQ you have and your disrespect towards the girls as you have not cared to learn even English to communicate.

- having heard lots of stories about Italian men and also having experienced some of my own, I must say, that when an Italian lashara says – you are the only one or it is enough that he says that you have serious relationship, it means that when you are together alone, he pays his attention only to you. When you walk through the park, go clubbing or appear in public, their eyes work separately from the body until the brain reminds that he is somehow not alone. As if to say – out of sight, out of mind (and it is enough with 25 seconds for them).

- And the most important thing – I know that your family ties are quite strong, but do not try to impress a Latvian girl by saying that you are 28 and soon you start to live separately from your parents. It is as if to say – I am finally ready to learn how to boil pasta myself. Here in Latvia, most of the girls of your age have a successful career, and have achieved a lot in their lives, while you have hardly graduated from university and plan to find a work soon. No, no, a bit too late my dear.

so first of all you might wonder – what and why?

When you google some info about Latvia, you definitely come across such a combination as beautiful girls and also cheap ones. What is even more interesting – the comments mainly have been written by foreigners who happened to be @ Riga for a weekend to get drunk. Lately the impression I have got from the articles published everywhere is that Riga has become a place where everybody gets drunk and has random hook up with whichever Latvian girl they want.
Mainly the opinion has always come from the side of the tourists (if they can be called like that actually, I wonder) and their impressions, but I think it is time to clarify some things.

Not only you can have an opinion of our girls and maybe country (I guess exactly in this order), but also Latvian girls have their point of view on this matter. Thanks to Ryanair and other cheap airlines, the weekend lasharas (by that meaning the men coming here for hooking up and heavy drinking) are coming here in streams all with their dicks up since the moment of taking off. And they are coming from everywhere. Maybe some of you will find the following passage offensive, but I am going to be blogging here exactly to tell you what I think of the lasharas coming here and also give some tips if you happen to be from the country represented in order to be informed about the cultural differences:

British:

- scream everywhere and think they are the center of universe (keep in mind that one day your island can be flooded as well, because you…

- ….pee everywhere, esp on monuments (just if you have not visited Riga so far, keep in mind that we do not have similiar habit in our culture or if you suffer from enuresis, maybe you should get well first and just then visit Riga)

- usually totally not handsome and have a very bad style (google something from the stag parties)

- when they enter a club they become as a crowd of idiots that want to prove whatever to their friends (maybe because in real life they have not mastered to achieve anything)

- think everyone has to understand their drunk-English language (maybe we actually do not want to communicate with you?)

- are totally lead by their dick, so if the latter one has not achieved anything, then the last leftovers of the Britishman’s brain will direct the body to follow every female being around (however, remember, A NORMAL LATVIAN GIRL, THAT COULD BE THE ONE YOU COULD SPEND YOUR LIFE WITH (IF YOU WERE CAPABLE OF IT), WILL NEVER EVER EVEN TALK TO YOU)

- need to pay for sex (ref. to the previous point) and they cannot afford to pay for it in Britain that’s why they come here where it is cheaper and where the girl maybe does not speak English and that is the best thing that can happen as BRITISH lasharas do not have anything to talk about as (I am shocked but) lasharas IQ tends to be very low.

ok , I am getting sleepy today, however, tomorrow I’ll go on about other lasharas from other countries.