Monday, December 24, 2012

A Savage Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
A mark was stirring drinks, while turning up to mouse.
A blanket was laid by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Rip soon would be there.

The square was nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of thirst danced in his head.
And mark in her nighty, sipping a night cap,
Had just settled her brain for a long winter’s tap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
The mark sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window she flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and hoped it was St.Rip come to smash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to her wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight  wolves instead of reindeer.

With a Savage driver, so lively and quick,
She knew in a moment it must be St Rip.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dash’her! now, Smash’her! now, Dreamer and Dipsen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Ripsen!
To the back door! Hide by the roof wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So to the house back door the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of sell, and St Rip too.

And then, in a twinkling, she heard on the roof
The prancing paws of a wolf.
As she drew in her head, and was turning around,
Through the back door came St Rip ready to put it down.

He was dressed in a v neck, desert boots on his foot,
And his clothes were Jordan sweats with a beanie the color of soot.
A bundle of rubbers and brews he had flung on his back,
And just like a Savage,  he was ready to attack.

Her eyes-how they twinkled! As he approached she filled with glee!
Led St Rip to the blanket, and placed his hand on her knee.
Her droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And then down he lead her head to ready a blow.

She finished the job with the absence of teeth,
St Rip lit a clove smoke encircled his head like a wreath.
The scent of the clove permeated through the air,
The sent drifted to another room beginning to wake the square!
Spoke not a word, St Rip went straight to his work,
And ripped the mark to pieces, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up from the blanket he rose!

Waking up to a smell of clove in the air,
The square wanted to question the mark but she wasn’t there
He wiped his eyes and jumped out the bed,
Rushing downstairs  hoping he had nothing to dread.
Smoking a clove sat the mark next to the tree
The square seeing this his anxiety did flee
He walked over and joined her on the floor
As St Rip slipped out the back door

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But all heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Happy Holidays from the Mackonomics team.

Required Listening:

Friday, December 21, 2012

Lesson 12: Mind Mining Part 1 - Fool's Gold

Eager to pick up the latest Robert Greene book, "Mastery", I embark on an afternoon trip to Barnes & Noble. Anticipating on spending minimal time inside, I pulled up to the door and left my engine running. Book in my clutches and credit card in hand I walk towards the register. Waiting in line, I feel a tab on my shoulder. Who could it be? I turn my head and see its my little cousin. He has been showing Savage potential since his early years of high school and most certainly has exceeded my expectations for him in college. Catching up with him, we talk about a broad range of topics; Grades, politics, clubs, family, and most importantly, marks. He tells me about two in particular; both of which were exceptional rips for the entire semester. He tells me that one has been more reluctant at dishing out the rips as the days passed: he's confused as to why. I tell him she's emotional and wants to gain more from him than just a smash. Understandable, it happens. The other is cool with whatever times she gets to spend with him. Contemplating on my own Super Savage past and also Being an expert on this situation, I feel like I'm able to offer words of Savage wisdom. He says that due to overall closeness in proximity of both marks, a decision must be made. The Young Savage proposes the idea of keeping them both. Knowing that a decision must be made, he tells me he is having a hard time choosing which mark to keep as his main and which one to keep on the side. The Young Savage then asks how does he know which mark deserves the title of "Main piece" and which one earns the title of the "Side piece".

All Savages should cop Mastery by my good friend Robert Greene to add to their library of Mackonomics

I led this young Savage to the Geology section of the book store and told him all the answers can be found here. I saw the bewildered look on his face and began to explain. This is a common dilemma that Savages often face. The only way to truly be able to calculate true value is work both claims by a tactic known as Mind Mining. He looked even more confused I explained you have to penetrate the layers of a Mark's psyche to excavate what lies buried deep. Each layer is deposited layers of past relationships, hating friends, and require different Savage tools to penetrate. Now once you get through all these layers you'll start discovering nuggets of who the person is. This is where it becomes somewhat difficult during this mining a Savage must be able to decipher from pyrite or Fool's Gold and true Gold. Often Mark's that have low value attempt to disguise themselves as more precious metals I explained. So in orders to distinguish real from fake you have to contemplate on which characteristics work against the marks favor. I begin to spit Savage Game. Below is an aid to every Savage when a decision must be made in a situation similar to the Young Savage. If answered "yes" to at least 20/38 questions, congratulations Savage; your answer is clear as day.

Lastly, but most certainly not least, if mark slept with the homies, then she might be better as a side chick.

Equipped with knowledge to make the appropriate decision, the Young Savage and I parted ways. In a follow up conversation, he spoke of how after careful analysis of both marks, he completed the questionnaire and was surprised to see that his initial decision had been wrong. The mark that he thought he should make his "main" was smashed by a member of his Savage Pack. Hilariously, it was the emotional mark that wanted more. The other, rejected their advances. 

While embarking on your journey to Certified Savage status, the lesson of the gold miners must not be forgotten. Through years of trial and error, they picked up the necessary skills that allowed them to easily decipher Fool's Gold from True Gold. Fools Gold should be disposed of quickly; its useless; those who walk around with it look like fools. On the other hand, True Gold should be cherished. Its valuable, unique, and hard to replace. Don't be fooled by imitations my Savage. 

Required Listening: R.I.P. Big HAWK

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Applied Savagery: Case Study I

As I sipped on a fine glass of Delamain Extra Cognac, my iPhone began to vibrate. Glancing it's way, I realized that I might be the victim of every Savage's worst foe, the unknown sender. Without knowing the identity of the person on the other side of a text message, its hard to adjust Savage game to the appropriate level to maintain Savage hold.  Normally ignored, I dwell on the text message from this anonymous sender. Paranoia instantly invades my brain. "Who could this be?" "Where did I last give a mark my number?" "Which marks did I last delete out of my phone?" "Which girl is trying to set up a trap?" "Do I respond or ignore?" "Who the fuck is this!!!!" "Gotta stop drinking and giving out my number to marks!" "Why didn't I store her number when I first got it!!!"

Realizing that my mind won't rest until the identity of the person is known, I begin to text back. The message leaves my inbox and instantly turns blue; fellow iPhone user. Green text messages are so garbage! The recipient texts backs and reveals their identity. A Mackonomics101 reader. Flustered, yet flattered, I question his purpose. What follows is the first of many Savage tales that readers have submitted to Mackonomics101. We at Mackonomics101 enjoy hearing all of your #SavageTales. All will be read, the most Savage will be posted. Also the identities of all parties involved in each #SavageTale submitted will remain anonymous so that the guilty remain innocent. Thanks to all who submitted, but most importantly, Keep It Savage. 








After receiving this #SavageTale the Mackonomics Team came up with the following synopsis:

Utilizing all of the Mackonomics101 lessons from Lesson 08, and using the correct terminology, this submitter received the honor of telling the first #SavageTale, and as a result, automatically gains the "Certified Savage" title. As Lesson 08 states, "Once Savages enter a hunting arena, the first thing they do is find a prime vantage point to scope the area, look for mark(s). As proven by text message A-B, Upon entering the arena, Reader 1 scoped the scenery in search for the most attractive marks. Stated in previous posts, "The savage observes the marks, then makes a note of the marks he wishes to shoot at. Since all savages in the pack are exhibiting in the same activity, shooting opportunities are handed out in a first come fist serve basis.".

Once the marks were spotted, the Certified Savage deployed #SavagePack methods to ensure that he and his Savage comrade both get the W's, (As shown in text message B). Reader 1 utilized the #SavagePack method of the Diversion Tactic. As stated in Lesson 08, "When the diversion tactic is used it involves a maneuver where the Savage draws the attention of the marks away from a planed point of action. This is often seen when the Savage pack springs onto a group of marks and guides them into more suitable terrain for the Savage to the the W." The Reader sprung into action and pulled his mark. Realizing a member of the #SavagePack was in a losing situation, Reader 1 read the signals his Savage comrade was sending him and came in to provide equilibrium to the Savage. Reader 1 played an important role in ensuring that the #SavagePack ate. 

As shown in text message C, Reader 1 displayed the arrogance and cockiness needed to get the W in that tricky situation. If arrogance and cockiness were absent, both Savages may have gone home empty handed. If average men were in Reader 1's shoes they would have made excuses or have acted like they did not notice his Savage Comrade's distress signals. Savage's always rise to the occasion, no matter the slim chance of success. 

In text message D Both Savages deployed the method of Distract and Attack. External distractions may be planned or unplanned. In this given situation, mother nature extended her helping hand to the benefit of both Savages. They were able to successfully maneuver the pair of marks from the arena to an area that favored both Savage's shooting styles. 

After leading the marks to their desired location, both Savages were able to put themselves in a winning situation; as shown in text message F. Possessing enough Savage knowledge, Reader 1 was able to put himself in a winning situation. Knowing that no #SavageTale is incomplete with a Savage ending, Reader 1 made plans to seal the deal, thus submitting his #SavageTale into the Savage Hall of Fame. 

Reader 1 is indeed a Certified Savage and has garnered the coveted stamp of approval. 

Going through the motions subconsciously  Reader 1 shows that he's worthy of the title and is also worthy joing the Mackonomics #SavagePack into any endeavors we may embark on. Thank you for you #SavageTale Reader 1. 

Any readers interested in submiting their #SavageTale to be analyzed can do so by sending an e-mailed draft to  As previously stated, all will be read but only the most Savage will be posted. With that being said, Keep it Savage. 

Applied Listening: