DAMN! Like, forreal? I need to take off my professional hat and go six-shooter on this one. If you come to me, asking for my help, sit on a video call with me for an hour while I try to come up with a master-plan so you can stay your ass in another country or be pushed into quarantine facilities in Thailand — only for you to be so irresponsible, stay out late, and never contact me again? Oh, I’ve had enough of this…I’ve had enough of timey people. Another podcast will debut later on tonight.
I brought on a sociologist/speaker/coach before by the name of (who gives a fuck), and we developed such an amazing relationship. She helped me at the beginning of last year and we had some amazing conversations. However, that all changed after a while, along with various other cultures and people I had met through Motivational Mentors. Her last three comments were negative, and her last comment just lead me to say, “you know what, fuck her. You’re blocked.” I went on to block her on every platform and followed that up with a mid-year purge. People, don’t tolerate ignorant. Check the podcast!
In this episode, I talk about how people get into FAD or PWM (people without money) markets.
For example, Bitcoin was a FAD market. In 2018, the hysteria was insane. You had people making podcasts, videos, etc….and they all fell for it. Sure, Bitcoin still exists today, but the hysteria has gone away and the voices are now silent.
I read a post on FB yesterday that someone I knew once tried creating a business for new grads. Well, if you just graduated from university, more than likely you’re in debt — therefore, you’re in a PWM market. I’m not lucky, but when I entered the ESL space, I knew that this was a billion-dollar industry with a massive opportunity to go to AR/VR in the future with an insane amount of collaborations. So, because I’m worldwide, I’m not reliant on economies that have deteriorated (Thailand and probably have the countries on planet Earth). There are economies that are surging, at the moment, and because I’m a trainer and have specific skill-sets, I attract those individuals because I have assets.
I’m in a People-With-Money market. This is something you need to consider before starting a business.
So many publicists, media outlets, and dangerous people with a large following are pumping an insane amount of fear into human beings around the world, dictating their every move, perception, and even mind. People, welcome to my power post. You’re going to learn, in short, how to avoid the noise in the world.
1. CNN, FOXNEWS, & All forms of Media are CANCER.
These people don’t give a damn about your well-being; they only care about their penny-ad clicks and ratings. Whatever brings more people in, that’s what they pump out. CNN has a disgusting amount of race-bait articles because they know that’s what their followers like….FOXNEWS, too. These are cancerous beings, and to be honest, you won’t learn anything from it. Al Jazeera, BBC, and the rest….they will not help you with anything but their sole purpose for existing is to control your mind so you can pump more money into pharmaceutical industries.
2. Stay away from old people and their fear-mongering.
Sounds hateful, but an un-reputable Thai garbage news website employs they mega-old foreigners who have such a dim mindset on reality. I wasted about 10 minutes of my life reading a 65-year-old man’s article on “why we should care about the coronavirus,” and he incessantly told people “NOT TO COMPARE TO THE SEASONAL FLU” and how dangerous it is. It was laughable, because this is the first time in humankind that we have literally a SEASONAL FLU that’s disrupting their entire global economy based on fear-mongering. No one cancels plans if someone is sick with the flu, so why with the coronavirus? He tried to compare the percentages of deaths by coronavirus to the flu and that’s also incomparable, just because the flu had taken millions to the grave in the last decade. People, it’s all about perspective. This is the most opportunistic time in terms of stocks, real estate, building websites, launching businesses, etc. All the heavy-hitters have gotten smashed, and this is a great opportunity for the little guy.
3. If it doesn’t serve you, drop it.
I look at the numbers game on a website. I look at a live map fool of numbers, once a day, so I can see what’s happening around the world. I’m in Thailand, a place that is completely undercutting the suspected number of coronavirus cases, but I know I would NEVER catch it because my immune system and the caution I use (living in a polluted city has enabled that).
4. Basic steps and forget it
Media-fast — #1. “The world is burning! The world is burning! OMG! We’re going to die!” After that, they tell you to do something…and you do, ultimately profiting them. The media is a parasite of the world. If it doesn’t serve you, you drop it. Now, if you’re in an infected zone or dealing with people face-to-face, use caution. I can only speak by experience.
Busy day: I’m on a train….I have an N95 mask on — no matter what — because of the pollution. I don’t touch rails or anything on the train, just the handle to my luggage. Everywhere I go I take a portable sanitizer. The destinations I go to have sanitizers and check temperatures, which is technically me free medical checkup. Every week I go to my workplace on the weekend and they check my temperature, so week-after-week, I see if I have a fever, which is always NNNOOOOOOO.
I avoid large gatherings and touching services. When I exchange money, give money, or get something handed to me, I DO NOT adjust my mask or put my fingers near my eyes until I get situated and get sanitizer. I listen closely to people who are coughing. On the train, if someone coughs, I move to another car. If someone sneezes, it’s never near me….but I still move to another car. If you’re sitting directly to someone, try just standing up (if possible) and WEAR A MASK. The dumb ass doctors of America say “NO! STOP IT! IT WON’T HELP!” It’s because they’re working for the garbage pharmaceutical companies that are making billions and want more people to get sick. Whatever they say…do the OPPOSITE!
Don’t touch anything at home until you sanitize. Walk in the door, sanitize, put stuff away, then wash your hands. Get yourself an air purifier. I’ve just bought one, which I’ll post in a separate article, and it is stupendously amazing because it feels like I’m breathing in American air — literally. My chest isn’t congested in the morning, no sniffles, no mucous buildup. It’s unbelievably AMAZING.
And those are your steps.
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I think what I might enjoy most, which is actually quite bad, is coming back into the country and shoving my visa in the faces of the dogs that want to keep me out of the country. LOL. It’s not only me, but horrific immigration laws have gotten far worse and they’re trying to kick out most foreigners, rather than bringing them in (which is the only way you can get better as an economy. Nonetheless, this is my third travel of the year. It’s still a bit head-scratching that I was able to do six massive trips last year and still save quite a bit of money. There were some crazy setbacks this year, and a 3-5 month, low-salary giving job really took a toll.
So, I took the bull by the horns. I told myself that I need to create my own assets. I need to create my own finances and not rely on a stereotypical, full-time job to give me ANYTHING. The salary they pay me, is in fact, criminal for who I am. Why do I stay? They give me a work permit…which is the only document that will allow me to stay here longer. This is good for the time being. It provides me not only with a sense of security, but the ability to flinch and look at officials in the wrongest ways (haha).
All negativity aside, I’m now full dependent. I make my schedule. I cancel classes, and now I’m starting to make residual income from all corners. Yes, one, if not two, have possibly come and gone, but it’s all about having multiple sources to protect yourself.
When I went to Malaysia, my salary was sound. Stayed at the Renaissance Hotel and all was well, but during that time, I had to spend 300 USD on my flu. When I spent 25000 baht (equivalent to 800 USD) on my trip to Singapore, I got hit with an exact bill for my visa. And remember, this was during the months that I was receiving next-to-NO-MONEY from my full-time job, covering just overhead expenses. I stopped relying on one woman, and I began creating a number of relationships. I made 4-5 private students, on top of doing big workshops, talks, and more workshops. I’m no longer going to put all my eggs into one basket, and that’s I’m truly grateful for.
Now on the cusp of going on a super cheap trip to a gorgeous country that I adore to do activities that I never thought about doing, TOAST TO IT!
Trekking, seeing clouds that are super low, gorgeous scenery, white-water rafting, and much more. This trip has my salivating already. Three solid days to document a glorious trip and now I’m beyond elated.
As I walked into the small cubicle area, I chuckled. Yes, this was the demonic, absurdly rude and unhelpful immigration officer. This was the same lady that I saw spew craziness at another individual a few months earlier and told him to get out.
Boy, was I in for a monster.
I Betrayed Myself — LOL
A piece of paper, which I NEVER BROUGHT to extend my visa, was present. She glanced at it….then boom.
“You have to confirm you address again,” she said rudely.
“Ummmm, but ma’am, with all due respect, I’ve already done that.”
The officer shrugged her shoulders as if she didn’t care and began shuffling around the papers on her desk.
“I won’t speak,” she said.
“Excuse me. You have to help me. You’re not giving me a straight answer. What do I do now?”
“Go to information.”….before she rudely gave me my papers back.
Ahhh, reminisce of the time I came here 6 years ago. A vehement begin did almost the same thing, but at least some people were helpful.
How To Calm Down — look for options.
Ok, leave the country? Could, but it would be more expensive than just staying here for the morning/afternoon.
Get a contract and papers faxed, print them downstairs, sign a couple things, reconfirm an address, and then get the extension. Time “lost” (impossible because I have my macbook) — 3-4 hours. That’s working hours that I can actually get a lot of entrepreneurial stuff done.
It’s the brighter side of things. I was eating a spicy Thai dish at a broken food court downstairs and just trying to piece everything that had happened together. I started asking questions, really sophisticated ones, to myself. “If I leave every month, I have to confirm with a full contract every month? I’ve confirmed and have done this already?”
I asked the question, which was a brilliant one, and then she said, “oh, you can do it online. Talk to the lady inside!
So, as I’m sitting here typing this, I’m waiting for my number to be called and possibly get some good news. What can possibly happen? Lady does everything for me and I leave early. Worst thing? Well, wait until 2-2:30pm to leave with everything finished.
Veryyyyy important to look ahead. There officers, three cubicles, and 1 out of every 3 individuals will get the unlucky hand to deal with this beast — today was my unlucky hand (laughing at myself hysterically) because at the end of the day, everything will get sorted out!
My old self would’ve went on a Twitter rant and talk about how BAD and ENTIRE COUNTRY is because of one individual.
The real me asks the real questions that will tap into why a human being is just so nasty and power hungry.
So, that’s how you can see, on my Wheel of Life podcast, where I’ve come from the beginning of my time.
I went to my mother’s Facebook page to check on her health and well-being recently. After the 2013 fallout, my mother and I haven’t spoken on video or by voice in half-a-decade. Regrets? Absolutely not. It takes two to tango. However, the health of my mother is always important.
Her first post was of my brother — an individual who has hated me since I was a child. Hot-headed, angry, know-it-all/alpha mask possessing individual who’s following similar footsteps of his father. He was featured on Fox5News in Las Vegas. Being an avid drummer and always have been for years, music has always been in his heart. Having taught at high schools, middle schools, and elementary schools, apparently he had auditioned for the Las Vegas Golden Knights hockey team — and got the job. During one of the openings of last year’s playoff game against I-HAVE-NO-IDEA, I saw someone wearing glowing, neon glasses while drumming who had a beard similar to what my brother normally flaunts. Indeed, it was my brother. I was super proud of him.
Two years ago, he had sent me a message, berating me with derogatory slurs and yelling, “don’t come back to Vegas! Mom doesn’t wanna see you! Your sisters hate you!”
I laughed and felt sorry for him. Since those 1995, Mega Man X days where he would beat me up on the SNES and tell my parents that I did wrong, he still has an impenetrable amount of hostility that’s tormenting him inside.
During the recent interview in the link above, I can still see it in his eyes. Hearing him speak with the freakish looking smile and saying, “it’s about being positive,” or somewhere on the lines, is what I would always see before he unleashed an unfathomable amount of hell upon me and spew rhetoric at my siblings. He was a power junkie and always has been — very different from what my father used to be, to be honest.
Nonetheless, I told my siblings, and the last time I spoke with them back in the summer of 2016, that I would never speak to Steven Buck again for as long as I live. It was time to finally move on. Wish him the best in his future endeavors, but enough was enough. Gary Vee says drop your loser friends and family members, and my brother, who was the antagonist of every story, has never been supportive.
But please don’t let this confuse any of you. Holding a grudge against anyone is ridiculous, and this is why I forgave him from within and sent the rest to the universe. He doesn’t need to know that I forgave him, nor would he care, but it’s for my own peace of mind.
You know, going through the battles I’ve gone through, especially living in Thailand, it’s perspective.
Do you know how lonely I felt being in a household where everyone hated me? I was the “selfish” one for not saving money. I was the bad son for not giving my mom 25% of my salary while living overseas by myself. Going through that dimension of it, and then battling the racial discrimination in these borders? 150 jobs denied me because I was BLACK.
Could you imagine not having anyone to go to in terms of that?
You can’t. The brute force and nature of it all id unprecedented. But how did I go through it? Was it the motive? The purpose, as Napoleon Hill has said before? How did I flip it from a push to a pull? How did I go from a negative mindset to a positive mindset? How did I go from getting by at the beginning of this year, to becoming financially independent by next year? I’m still trying to piece it together.
One thing is apparent, however, and it’s the fact that I have an indomitable will.
Boy, back-to-back emails changed the trajectory of staying in Thailand.
Now, were these two important jobs? One was a blessing in disguise and my EGOISM took control of my thoughts. The second one was beyond infuriating with ignorant ass women demeaning me for the third straight time, resulting in a FULL RESIGNATION of all services with them. I mean you can only tolerate so much, right? And for someone to continue to say “oh, this won’t work” when I put in so much work, I can no longer work with assholes like that. Period.
Sometimes we make hasty decisions and stuff. There are times that thinking impulsively can ultimately doom everything you’ve ever worked for, but money isn’t even worth the headaches I’ve experienced with suck ass contracts and uppity banks. It just isn’t. Remember the 80/20 rule with Tim Ferriss? Which job is costing you 80% of your unhappiness? I’ve got a bunch of different jobs, and one of them, which was a babysitting jobs, was unacceptable. To have little kids sitting on their phones, disrupting the class, and two other individuals completely out of their minds on the other end…it’s not worth 40$. It just isn’t.
However, that same job and class said the like the new teacher. I laughed, because my ego got the best of me. I always believe that I’m better than the sex tourists…and I still believe that today. Then again, when I heard students liked someone else more than me, I took it personal, as I always have in the past.
This could’ve been the biggest and best blessing in disguise, but I still took it personal.
Then, there’s the email that I was demeaned for the um-teenth time by women. One woman, who hasn’t spoken to me in three months, said, “you had those games last time. You need to create new games.” One, that’s a lie. All the games are new. Two, you haven’t spoken to me in three months because you’re still acting like a petulant child. When I saw that…I said, “enough is enough. I’m so under-valued by these women and I just can’t take it anymore.” I literally sent a resignation message and blocked her.
So, was I overreacting with this? Not necessarily. I’ve actually been wanting to do that for a while. Now, it comes down to just one job. There’s a lone job that’s “probably” going to offer me a position, but the chances of it happening and plummeted significantly. The second full-time job is the same job where the women completely took me out of three classes. THREE! “This student wants to learn with a Thai teacher; these students are happy because they like this pedaphile of a teacher; and these two students want another teacher.” I mean, this happened at New Education World (the dog house of a language center) a few times in one year (and that was extremely high). This happened to me within a 4 day period. Does that show that this potential full-time suitor of a language center has sustainability? Absolutely NOT. It’s basically given at anytime, they would remove me from teaching a class and give it to another teacher. These are two (and was) 400 baht an hour (13$ an hour) jobs. Jobs that pay more don’t have the ridiculous shenanigans take place like that.
Gary Vee’s Infamous – And Then?
Well, am I thinking clearly? No. Today I suffered a massive failure, so the best way to make any decisions is by first relaxing and then ironing out the details of each specific situation.
Is it really that bad? Well, depends. It could get ugly. I will never work at the place that has taken my classes from me ever again. If I don’t, will the 2nd full-time potential suitor give me a full-time job? Probably not. So that’s gone.
So basically there’s one job. That job which I’m doing all the paper work for has come to through or I’m absolutely FINISHED with Thailand – and I say that with a great smile.
Second Day & What I Did To Overcome It In The Podcast Down Below
It’s been an unbelievable 5 years. Wow, how can I even put it into context. I will try highlighting this through pictures.
First Three Years
You understand where my focus was, right? 2013-2015 were the rough years with lots of racial influences, advertisements, and me focusing on “what I didn’t want.” I had a woman from Thai Airways threaten my life, stating that she would get dangerous people to kick my face in. I got the “ewww black man! Low-class! Pimp!” comments from lots of women. I was denied jobs for being black. My language center (New Education World if you must know the name) denied me dozens of jobs stating, “ohhh, they want a white teacher.” All of these culminated for three years (and even well into this year after cutting off the unknowledgeable job)…..until the beginning of 2016.
Then this happened…..
Last Two Years
And just like that, within two years time, I was able to overcome all of the ignorance — ignorance that I saturated myself in. Let’s look back at the years that transformed me into the influential figure I am. It’s time for the ramble!
My first photo, which was taken at a night safari deep in some forest in Bali, is possibly the best trip I’ve ever had in my life. Bali, an alluring island that’s tucked away in the bottom of Indonesia, was one of those chips that changed me as a human being. It should’ve been the trip that made me quit my current job, but it never crossed my mind. This island is inhabited with white sandy beaches, quiet beachside fronts, jungles, monkeys, and a rich history. The indigenous people there are full of smiles, big round eyes, and possess such a wonderful heart.
The second Spartan Race, which took place in Chon Buri, Thailand, was a memorable WALK. I’m kidding. However, I’m not kidding about it just being a long walk. Regardless of laziness and the willingness to push yourself, this was one of my favorite runs because the amount of smiles and people pushing each other.
Maldives. I’m laughing while writing this because this was a country that featured no currency. That’s right. I went there with Thai currency, only to be turned away and had no means of getting any currency while I was there. Until I was met with the most incredible gesture anyone has ever given me. This trip, which could’ve been a hell of a lot better, taught me a lot about myself in general.
Ho Chi Mihn City – the city of beautiful souls. Well, not all. I got cussed out roadside by a Vietnamese boy who was soliciting me for services *curling eyes*. Going inside the remnants war museum and seeing the pure destruction the USA Army unleashed upon all Vietnamese crippled me inside. Not only that, but it made me realize how strong-willed the Vietnamese are.
First Spartan Race in Malaysia (and the one just two weeks ago) were FUN! Wait, I’ll take that back. The first Spartan race SUCKED. Ok, yes….it was near public transportation (versus the last one that was in the middle of a damn jungle), but there weren’t comedians or anyone cheering each other on – on the course. Get what I’m saying? But a Sprint and Super have been achieved. It’s time for the BEAST!
Moving into my new condo and leaving a place that was killing my insides…was a monumental feature. I believe I brought all the pain from the beginning of the years to my last job and it held me down. I took the leap of faith, left, and I could finally breathe again.
Anyways, enough of that. How about checking some things off my list! Sheraton Hotel, which is a five-star hotel in KL, was put on my 101 goals list in 2015 — ACHIEVED! It wasn’t the only one to join the “checking” list with several others being highlighted.
And last but not least, the trip back to Arizona — a place I haven’t been in years. I competed in a Tough Mudder after fighting off food poisoning (courtesy of Singapore Airlines – Thank You!).
All in all, when I was looking in my camera roll on my iPhone, I began to tear up. How was I able to overcome all of it?
Personal development, of course. 5 years in Thailand and I still go through the craziness of it all. So, I want to just say THANK YOU to no only my loyal followers and supporters, but the fact that I never gave up.
That’s right! You heard it here first! Today I’m bringing everyone another Q & A – a Q & A from an individual in Asia.
“Hello, I see you do a lot of podcasts on friends and speak a lot about well-being. I have a class with friends and we chat in a line group. For the past month, they haven’t been replying to any of my messages. They send 30 messages a day to one another, but they leave me out. What should I do?”
See, that’s simple. I went over a couple of things in my podcast in terms of this, but I’ll give you guys my story in bulk and how I handle “worry” situations.
Now, let me try to break this down as much as I can.
I was suppose to go to Spartan Thailand in two weeks with my original friends from the last Spartan. Because one didn’t like pushing himself, “powerlifters do zero cardio,” I decided that I needed to go with some others.
I came across a gym called the Lab last September and loved them ever since….given the fact that everyone from there had done the Spartan Race before.
However, there was a little bit of a discrepancy of late. Because it’s a distance (the race) away, I asked anyone and everyone about transportation (in the same group you’re in — Line)…….*crickets*
No one said anything and no direct messages were given. This is called not acknowledging what other people are saying. However, within a few minutes, someone brought up another random topic and completely ignored mine.
Push came to shove….I’m 3 weeks away and I found out the other guy I was going to would be staying in rat-infested Pattaya — the city with the most prostitutes in the Eastern Hemisphere. I, having the dignity I do, don’t want to stay there. But because he’s the driver, I have no choice.
I woke up this morning and I said, “ok, Arsenio. You woke up with those asses on your mind. They now have your attention. They have your self-control. You no longer have control over something so microscopic. My question is….what are you going to do?”
I went to the group…..clicked “leave group.”
It’s that simple. They completely ignored me and have been for weeks, no one is setting up transportation, and everyone is doing their own individual thing…yet they all have a team for the race (but no one converses with me?).
They’re undeserving of your attention, your work, your personality, and your well-being in general. Maybe I’m going a little overboard, but if they’re bringing nothing to the table and you see them constantly talking to one another in the group, what’s the f***ing point of even having them in your group? What are they giving to your tree? It sounds like they’re a bunch of ants who have mauled a dying tree, and if that’s the case, I would say “bye bye.”
I break the situation down more in my podcast down below!