CorporateLand, if you have read the book, outlines the many potential landmines in the workplace. Like in all relationships, whether they’d be of a 'romantic' nature or in a workplace setting, it doesn’t matter. The same diseases and symptoms you will find in one, you will surely find in the other. In CorporateLand, sometimes you will come across a co-worker, supervisor, or someone in a position of ‘power’ whom are mentally-ill, jealous, and power-hungry control freaks. One o

Supreme Courtship C|Suite Letters Dear C|Suite: I never thought that this would happen to me…35 years ago, because actually… it never really did. Well, it happened in my mind though, so really, it kinda did happen, in a way. Actually, what I am about to detail (at length) feels so real to me, it’s almost like the most vivid sex-dream you could ever have. You know…the ones that feel so real that you wake up wondering why there is a wet-spot on your sheets; your pussy is a thro

It should be clear by now that the #MeToo moment is nothing more than a proxy for divorce. It is the new divorce since more men are figuring out that marriage is now a death trap in today's female primary order. It's the new way for dried up old cunts to steal money from white men with power, status and a job because their ass-ests are now completely worthless; they are too lazy to get a real job or earn power through merit. If women were oh-so 'independent' and strong, they

"The writer's prose is so thick it will steep deep inside of your brain, leaving your head sore the next day"—DailyCuller "A bizarre betrayal of the romantic formula"—Tingle Magazine “A story as dark and frightening as the ghetto, itself.”—HipTopShape Magazine “A masterpiece that every young woman today needs on her bookshelf”—Purple Hair Chronicle “Tyrone’s presence is so big, your womanhood will explode”—Go-Gurl “A satire that hits harder than a step-father” C|suite Tyrone

Indiana Jonesing C|Suite Letters Dear C|Suite: I never, in a million years, thought I would be writing a letter like this. But a recent expedition to the Amazon jungle spurred my inner writer and I was inclined to leave this legacy. All my life I had been looking for an adventure, and ever since I got to this godforsaken land I was feening for some action; some sort of life threatening foray that could really make a man’s nut-sack rumble and churn with excitement. They don’t

Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires C|Suite Letters Dear C-Suite: I never thought that something like this would happen to me, but here I am, writing to the magazine. Before I go any further, I just wanted to say that I have read and enjoyed the letters in the C|Suite Forum section for many months now. I must admit that, until now, I had always thought they were made up by twisted fetish fanatics; who’s sexual fantasies could only come true on paper. It just seemed too much of

Learning From A Professional C|Suite Letters Dear C-Suite: About a month ago I had traveled home from a business trip overseas. Usually, I like to give my wife “surprise sex” upon returning to the abode; a long plane ride, throwing a hundo in the cab driver’s face, running through the front door—immediate penis in vagina sex. To my surprise, when I got off the plane at JFK International, my wife texted me the words,“I want oral…this time.” Those words burned in my mind like t

Air Supply was an Australian soft rock duo de jure which started back in the mid-70's; who pumped out mushy hit, after hit, becoming yesteryears, pioneer panty-moisteners. Today, with the condition of modern women, a band like Air Supply wouldn't fly. Chad Supply would be the ultimate band of lust for today's entitled, promiscuous, and hedonistic horny women. Whereas Air Supply soothed our ears with songs about monogamy, love and to cherish thy bosum, Chad Supply will sing, s

I think this week is mainly going to consist of articles relating to CorporateLand, the workforce, cubicle slaves, and the sheer joke the modern workplace has become with regards to the environment. For this article, I mainly want to address what I have come to accept and have known for a very long time. It never used to be this way, not until society went full-retard and adopted a feminized lens in all things. Feminism has ruined efficiency in the workplace, productivity, ha

Having self-awareness will ultimately prevent you from being influenced by society into becoming a normie. What this all boils down to, is whether the individual has the courage to, or the compunction to—the balls even—abandon tribalism and acceptance from the herd as the main reason for making their life decisions. Instead, the self-aware individual will use self-respect, empirical evidence, and reality as the fundamentals to base their decision-making off of. You have to un

Many before have discussed how the dawn of social media platforms gave the average woman a platform to become her own idol, an ad hoc celeb, an attention whore. More importantly, it gave every woman the ability to capitalize on their hypergamous instincts more effectively, covertly, and at a faster pace than ever before; with the ability to access men from the past—Chad with the coke-can donger or Poindexter for cash transfer—old flames that they would have otherwise never be

It really pains me to say that Shark Week is a documentary. This whole thing about Michael Phelps racing a Great White (a digital shark) was just pure, utter, bullshit. It is akin to all the other marketing stunts that are perpetuated on the normies and the masses; for the sheeple to watch at night before they get a paltry handjob from wifey-poo, or to talk about around the water cooler at some cubicle slave-farm an hour away from their houses. It's to get ratings, to get the