
Submitted by a reader, subtitled “New Year’s Eve, 1969”.
This photo, besides being awesome, is also subversively illustrative of sexual dynamics and of how we are evolutionarily wired to react in a standardized way to simple body language cues for information about potential competitors and potential mates.
What’s your first thought? If you were like most men *and* women, you autonomically assigned the value BETA to the man snuggling into his woman for a feeding, and the value ALPHA to the man sitting up with his woman nestled in his chest.
Take a moment to digest your subconscious reaction. Never mind that we don’t know the actual status of the relationships for these two couples. Ask yourself why, instead, you felt the emotions you did. And why what you felt is so similar to what everyone else, including manboobs and feminists, felt.
The characters in this snapshot of sexual polarity are similarly dressed and similarly attractive. Even their facial expressions — sleepy, passed out (perhaps), and neutral — don’t tell us much. The only real difference is the posture of each person. That’s what the viewer has to go on to make his instant assessment of each person’s sexual market value. And yet we don’t hesitate to assess; nor do we grope for the right assessment. It jumps out at us.
And what is that assessment? One man’s relationship is going up that escalator. The other man’s is going down.
PS Looks like a bunch of fun-loving ruffians slip n’ slid down the escalator’s fast track and got painfully acquainted with its metal protrusions. Not that I would know anything about pulling such stunts. 😳

My man up front got a hand on that as tho.
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I SEE THE ALPHAAZZ!!
AT THE FAR RIGHT YOU CAN SEE HIS ELBOW!!!
He is leaving da slutty slutz to the the buttcockerz, and he is heading off to read the GREAT BOOKS FOR MEN like Hoemr SHakepsear eDnate Homer Dante Moses Christ zllzlzozozozozozoz
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lolzlolzolozlz I read some of your “goldman sax rhyme wit tucker max butthexted bernkankerfied (lolzlolzolozlz) anal raping & taping without content” posts and storiezzzzz and lolzlolzolozlz!!!!
Keep em cumming dude.
Teh shit is HILOLOLOLZLOLZARIOUS!
Exxxpecially “The Matrix” post.
Fuck, i had TEARS in my eyes.
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Man up the front is totally the alpha, can’t you see him deep in thought as he reaches around for her purse?
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What’s he doing with his hand, though
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We need a manosphere blog to run a comic like this only illustrating the alpha/beta contrast:
http://www.artofmanliness.com/2011/09/01/dim-dash-breaking-up/
like the old goofus and gallant cartoons. unfortunately art of manliness was a great idea that turned into the artofbetaness really quick. they fucked up a good idea. I’m thinking returnofkings could get this done right.
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The alpha is clearly the guy who just finished sliding down the escalator rail in the far right.
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@ Exeter I like your answer, sharp eye. I missed that.
When just looking at the two couples, I see mixed signals. First impression: Lower guy is in caddish pose, imposing on the girl; wherease upper guy is in provider pose, comforting his woman but seemingly with frustration (at being beta?) Second impression: Look at the knees. Lower man blocked by woman’s knees. Upper man is blocking his woman, keeping his posture very comfortable and she looks to be very unconfortable because he is caddishly not giving her a more comfortable snuggle.
Between the two, I have to go with the knees. I think upper guy is more alpha. His woman wants to be there by his side out of pleasure not duty. But his knee makes me think, why doesn’t he just leave—like getting-on-with-my-life guy (if it is a guy, never know around here).
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The guy in the bottom is leaning in, in a needy “hold me” type way and being comforted by the woman.
The man up top is confidently leaning back with the woman leaning in to him. It looks as if she needs him, and he graciously accepts her company.
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That’s actually a sigma. Rare to photograph them in the wild.
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What the hell is a “sigma”? Besides another Greek letter.
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One girl wears a skirt, the one leaning into her man and being cuddled by him; the other, comforting her boy, wears pants.
Just collaborative evidence to the obvious first impressions.
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That’s because she wears those pants everywhere she goes, including the bedroom.
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Those pants were made for walkin’…
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Alpha acts like Dad. Beta acts like mom’s little boy. It all comes down to self-respect.
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@Heartiste: If the suspected beta guy on the bottom right does in actuality have his thumb up the girl’s brown-star, would that change things?
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Only if he had really long and sharp nails…
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Aye, old photos are a gold mine.
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Alpha acts like Dad. Betas act like mommy’s little boy. It all boils down to self-respect and confidence.
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Indeed. If you look closer you’ll see the difference in the type of face each man has. Lower is childlike, upper has good facial hair and a squarer jaw.
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True, @christianmorris. But then I think about “Pretty Boy” Floyd or “Baby Face” Nelson and I wonder. We are told the exception proves the rule, and yes, that is a good indicator based on what we have to go on. Wish I thought of it.
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Among incarcerated men, those rated by female college students to be “boyish” actually turned out to have committed more crimes and more violent crimes.
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You only get one mother in life to act like that…every other woman you have the attitude of a father.
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The Beta has the hotter girl (unless it’s his sister)
The Alpha just stepped out of his DeLorean after visiting the 2010 Fifa World Cup.
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Beauty is only part of the equation.
If the hottie has the attitude of a manjaw femcunt…that will drop whatever beauty she has quick. If the less attractive gal is a sweet feminine gal…it’ll up her attractiveness.
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Indeed. All jokes aside, it’s a depressing display of manhood.
The Alpha: upright and content. And would look content even if his woman wasn’t there.
The Beta: leaning so far in, and would be lost without the female.
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@NightHawk That explains the disgusted look on the supposed alpha’s face. He does not want to leave or leave his girl per se. He wants to score the hotter girl, and maybe feels outdone by a lesser man and it bothers him.
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I told my girl to come over at 8:30pm because my roommates are out for the weekend and she said she’ll be there. But she arrived an hour later and she knows how much i hate waiting and its just a 10min drive from her place to mine. And so i decided to sent her back home when she arrived because i wasn’t in the mood anymore. Now I feel a bit bad for doing what i did. Did i do the right thing? Im so confused coz im at that stage where im getting out of the beta mindset and i feel she might hate me for this. Please an answer would be highly appreciated.
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Congratulations! You passed the test. Now, text all of her friends and tell them to come over. At least one of them will be down to fuck, if you’ve piqued their interest enough.
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@PrettyWise You did it right, even if you did it wrong. YOU must learn to read women. Comes from field work experience. How you do it counts highly, IMBO. Did you give her a chance to explain? Got to place limits out of self-respect not uncontrolled emotion. She wants you to calm her emotions in general. Women can’t love or hate: they covertly social climb without instinctual qualm. They can sure test your emotional control. If she was doing that, you definitely did the right thing. If she does not treat you like the man, her sex won’t be right, like empty calories. I’m sure others have opinions. Nothing like peer review. But forget about her for a moment. I think you need to do it for you just for the experience. Forget about the immediate results for a sec and think about the inner game growth. That is the greater victory and a better foundation.
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A man’s time and company is valuable…if she can’t respect it she should know you will do other things with your time.
It was the right thing.
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It sounds like you overreacted, especially since you were waiting at your house and could have easily found things to do. At this point, it might be better just to chill out for the night, and call her tomorrow.
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hamster anyone?
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Better option: at about 9pm go out by yourself. Still conveys the message that Lateness Will Not Be Tolerated, plus you’re not the one sitting home fretting about her, PLUS you don’t have the petulant-seeming “go home” bit.
You’re a man of the world with better things to do than wait around for her sorry ass to show up.
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This is probably the better option for maintaining dignity. I was dating a girl who was late by 1 hour or more on several occasions when we were meeting out in public, one time I got tired of it and went and ate a banquet by myself in a nearby Chinese restaurant. She went bonkers, saying how much effort she’d made to doll herself up etc. i ignored the calls, texted her ‘be more realistic’, turned off my phone and chowed down. It took her about a week to calm down, but after that she was not only on time but just loads more into me. Thing is, I wasn’t that into her anyways so it just seemed like a no brainer to do that.
OP, don’t apologise or cave in to whatever pressure she might try on, it’s yet another test of your resolve. Don’t even rationalise or explain. If that’s your boundary then maintain it, she’ll respect it even if she’s annoyed, but if you apologise then you’re fucked cos then you’re behaving like a woman. OR do try apologising as an experiment to see how quickly those flaps seal tight. Either way there’s something to learn.
And get more girls.
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^ This
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Depends if you were mad and lost your cool. If you get mad at little things she does, it shows her that she can make you mad, which shows her that she owns your balls and you’re insecure.
I’d say the best response to this is to care little, a nonchalant: “Oh, I’d forgotten you were coming” or something.
Now that it’s done, don’t apologise – very important
If you did get mad/overreact, the best save would be to tell her that you were mad for some other reason (they just cancelled your favourite show damn it!!)
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The guy with the bottle of champ and the Vuvuzela is clearly at the top of the heap, not to mention that he got the skirt-wearer and his buddy got the pants wearer. He’s even holding his head upright, he doesn’t look tired, just kind of bored.
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“He’s even holding his head upright, he doesn’t look tired, just kind of bored.”
Actually, I thought that Alpha Dude was staring down at Momma’s Boy, almost in disgust, and thinking about how he’s gonna steal Momma Boy’s smoking hot girlfriend and fuck her ass until she screams*.
BTW, there may still have been enough of a culture left in 1969 that smoking hot femcunt chicks could still be attracted to loser beta Momma’s Boys, if only those boys came from good families.
E.g. if Momma’s Boy is a 5th-generation legacy at Princeton, and if he made Tiger Club, and if his Dad owns 250,000 shares of Johnson & Johnson, then back in 1969, he’s still gonna have a lot of leeway to be a betazoid wimp.
Fast forward 40 years, however, to 2009, and Momma’s Boy is toast.
*Actually – and in considering the culture which might still have existed in 1969 – it could have been that Alpha Dude was disgusted with himself for having gotten stuck with the plain jane date, and he could be sitting there burning with envy that a whiny little faggot like Momma’s Boy gets to fuck the hot trim.
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And, in fairness to him, Momma’s Boy is very, very handsome.
For a guy, he is at least as good looking as his date is for a girl.
In fact, I almost felt bad after what I typed above, because now I’m wondering if Momma’s Boy might have been one of those squeaky-clean God-n-Country Dudley DoRight types, who got drafted, went to ‘Nam as a 1st Lieutenant, and came home in a body bag.
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Or 2nd Lt.
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You’ll notice the long horn positioned in front of the alpha, which stands as a phallic representation of his large and unequivocal manhood.
The beta, in contrast, has a frilly girl’s umbrella with a multicolor pattern lying just under his ass. Despite the fact that it may be longer than the alpha’s erect horn, the recumbent position of the umbrella signifies the beta’s limp-dick disposition.
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women cuddle. men hold. guy up top= doing it right.
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The man on the bottom of escalator is alpha because he’s using his woman as a pillow, whereas the guy up-escalator is in a stiff, uncomfortable position, self-consciously posing in the way he thinks real men should pose, and thus revealing himself to be a total beta punk because he’s worried about other people’s opinions rather than making himself comfortable. There’s really no debate here.
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ok. agree to disagree.
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LOL
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Clark Kent is wide awake while holding a wine bottle. Who knows what sort of a inveterate he’d devolve Into if he fell asleep? Maybe he’s ill at ease with himself and can’t fall asleep which is why he’s drinking himself to death. Knees together is just LMR coz she’s got the painters in.
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Everyone else is passed out, he’s still awake like “what happened to the party?”
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Man down below, clearly has better looking chick (at least from what I can see)+ hand on dat ass.
Man up to looks distraught he’s not with the better looking broad.
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heron is a hell of a drug
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Heron you say? Gotta try me some “heron”
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I think the guy on top is plotting how to get that other chick and double his fun.
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From that MSN article about wives drinking on your twitter-
“Many of the men who come to me say their wives often don’t come home until 4am.”
Spineless, sniveling excuses for men is what these “husbands” are. Picture the scene from Goodfellas where Ray Liotta comes home to a shrieking Lorraine Bracco and her mom then turns and walks back out, except in reverse.
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http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2304202/Kamala-Harris-Obama-blasted-sexist-calling-California-attorney-general-best-looking-lawmaker.html
Hahahaha.
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Carefully scripted PR ploy to make Obama look less faggy. This kind of “sexist controversy” is a good thing when your boy president looks like he spends weekends recreating as a bottom.
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Exactly, They deployed some “edgyness” to soak up those bathhouse rumors.
“Kamala?” what kind of name is that? I suspect she is of terrorist decent.
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Holy cow – was that our very own “thwack” who just posted that comment?
Strange New Respect Award.
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As our very own resident real nigga, he knows more than any of us that obama ain’t no real nigga. That’s why he’s president after all.
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Yeah, but thwack is going to seriously screw up his chances of being Secretary of State or an ambassador if he keeps talking about Obama like that.
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“Yeah, but thwack is going to seriously screw up his chances of being Secretary of State or an ambassador if he keeps talking about Obama like that.”
No shit.
Dude might actually have some gonads between his legs and a brain that’s slightly larger than a walnut.
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Dude might actually have some gonads between his legs and a brain that’s slightly larger than a walnut.
He does write correct English in coherent sentences, so he’s certainly on the right end of the negro bell curve.
Obama isn’t even black, or at least not black American. He’s half Kenyan and half white Commie.
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I first picked upper left like everybody else, but upon closer inspection lower right has an interesting look on his face like he’s up to something.
Fuck it, I say there’s some hidden narrative. The “chicks” actually have dicks, the “alpha” has a gerbil up his ass, and just out of sight to right a man is sodomizing a paraplegic midget. Did I win? Hey, it’s the 60s right?
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I do like this beta/alpha example.
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Man vs. woman arm-wrestling is no fun.
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always lol at this scene
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The reason that show never took off like SWPL fags thought it would was because its heart was this: cool, super-alpha black guy and pussy white faggy omega.
No decent man wanted to watch it, so it tanked.
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Actually, the scenario is accurate but they cooned it up with the black man so it would be more entertaining.
In reality, what the black man would do is try to extend the match for much longer than necessary by allowing the white woman to think she is winning; even to the extent of allowing the white girl to “two fist it” and take him down to almost touching the table. Then and only then would he power back and pin her.
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Actually, the scenario is accurate but they cooned it up with the black man so it would be more entertaining.
—lmao. Oh yes, so many brilliant, perfect, cool-as-ice, non-affirmative-action competent black surgeons who are all over the place. lol. The ghetto positively teems with such greatness.
In reality, what the black man would do is try to extend the match for much longer than necessary by allowing the white woman to think she is winning
—-lmao. The girl isn’t white, dumb darky boy.
even to the extent of allowing the white girl to “two fist it” and take him down to almost touching the table.
—lol. Gotta love how this coon has an entire plan as to how to arm wrestle some dumb slut. (shakes head)
Obama voters, everyone!
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WTF is going on here?
Is someone impersonating “thwack”?
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Uh, so I’m black?
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My first thought is that the guy at the top is the alpha. I still think that is the most likely case.
However, the guy at the bottom looks like he could be picking the inner ‘security’ pocket of his girls coat. Maybe he’s taking his skittles back.
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All I know is beta dude is rocking some sweet shit kickers.
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This is a simple Rorschach. The answer lies in the thought process of the individual. To me the guy at the bottom is holding girl like a teddy bear. But he could in fact be trying to go knuckle deep into her bung.
Guy up top is latex back and chick is clinging to him, like he’s the rock she needs. She claiming her property and dude at bottom is claiming his. Both show some possible insecurity or “neediness”.
The answer is moot and alrepresentative of the commenters own inner thought process.
Big up to the people that stated an opinion with waiting to see what CH was going to say. I’d be willing to bet the comments go through the roof when/if he comments and all the supplicating pussies come out the woodwork to say they agree with CH.
Sad.
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Why do you use capital letters here, but not on your blog?
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auto correct on the phone. it capitalizes everything after a period. now i’m at home. no caps.
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lol that makes sense. I found your blog via Sue’s comment shitshow today and read your About Q&A on capitals and recognized the pic here and was like “wait, what?”
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Well thanks for reading. I appreciate it.
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>>>But he could in fact be trying to go knuckle deep into her bung.
+1
Maybe this is the first photographic evidence of a guy successfully performing the Shocker in the 1960s
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lol.
arguments could be made for both being alpha/beta, but i think it’s probably more telling how the relative success with women would be a better indicator of a guys opinion.
i do well in the SMP. i see the bottom guy as being clingy- thus more beta. again, i don’t think there’s a right/wrong answer.
when in doubt, shocker out.
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“i see the bottom guy as being clingy- thus more beta. again, i don’t think there’s a right/wrong answer. ”
Truth be told, the more I look at it, the more it looks like the couple at the bottom might actually be in LOVE.
Like soulmates, or something.
The one huge red flag, though, is that she’s wearing pants, rather than a skirt.
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Never marry a woman who has had an alpha male as a past lover:
“Our marriage was successful and we established ourselves as journalists and writers and had two sons, Tom and Will, now aged 44 and 42.
* * * But I could never forget John Pellowe * * * and the memory of my unrequited love for him put a pall on the marriage, with Neville always feeling he was somehow second best.”
Long link:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2304789/How-unrequited-love-torture-soul-Liz-Hodgkinson-reveals-doomed-obsession-man-took-virginity-hurts-50-years.html
Short link
http://bit.ly/16z3MRi
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[…] Spot The Alpha And The Beta […]
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the man downstairs is too drunk so you can not judge anything by the picture. drunk people can be in any posture and that doesn’t mean a shff. it is new year’s eve!
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Yeah, but even the “beta” got a hotass ho. How’d that shit happen. The world is funny just when you think you got it all figured out.
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Yeah, but top bitch might have giant titties. Can’t see that in the photo, but giant milk sacks make up for a lot. She ain’t ugly, so humungoid tattaas might seal the deal.
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Remember, its 1969. Obesity is much less common, and a larger percentage of men are able to get pussy. If that picture were taken today, both of the broads would be passed out on the alpha while Mr. Beta sits there by himself playing with his iphone.
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Either several decades ago, or on the Kiev metro.
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1969, fag. As we’ve noted, chosen betahood is not a misery in societies where betas get attractive, virginal women, careers they are lauded for ,and king-of-thecastle status.
It is only in broken societes, where the deal for betas is piss-poor (like today), that a red-pill, “game” lifestyle is the way for betas to go.
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Hey Heartiste,
What do you think about this:
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http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-22049070
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I liked this the most:
If the compliment police are going to descend every time a pleasantry is offered, well then the heck with ‘feminism’”
Jennifer Rubin
Washington Post
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Sure it looks like the dude at the bottom is grabbing her ass…I can also say it looks like the chick in top is giving her man a handjob.
Plus I don’t see much of a difference in how the gals look in the photo. They are both a good weight and look like a woman. It’s not like the guy on top is with a short haired landwhale.
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watching movie called the pill
the chick says the dude did everything for her and put her up on a pedestal and it didn’t work out lol
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chick on bottom tiny little nose I could prob make her wear dresses
does look like dude at top checking her out he he he
even when I was younger I would finish a game of basketball at the university when I was in high school and lay down on my university chicks lap legs out straight though she would dry the sweat of my face and play with my hair on the basketball court he he he
kind of like when I am in club now my bitch will grab napkins and wipe my sweat
I think more chill position
I run the gamut though I guess
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A corollary to the alpha fucks beta bucks theme:
http://www.plosone.org/article/info%3Adoi%2F10.1371%2Fjournal.pone.0060018
Alpha cads have higher testosterone, while beta dads have lower.
The best part: “searching and acquiring sex partners is associated with higher T levels.”
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Idk, arguments could be made for both guys.
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Betas treat their (all?) women like their mom. Supplication, asking for permission, putting that shit on a pedestal… It’s an Oedipus complex. The beta in this picture looks like an infant looking for comfort in his mother’s bosom.
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Haha, yeah that shitshow was humerous on hookingupshart.com. Rollo spitting elegant truth and her snide retorts and hubris showing. Her emotions were erratic and her vajay-jay all frothy like a delicious microbrew, lolzolzlolzzz
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What does she really mean when she says “sometime im afraid to text/call you”? Please Help!
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Maybe she’s afraid she’s interrupting something important? That she’ll come off as too needy or be pestering you?
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do you got a girlfriend she scared of?
other than that prob batshit insane
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She’s afraid that you’ll see her as too clingy. Something in her suspects that you may not be that into her, so she doesn’t want to demand too much of your attention.
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tell her ‘don’t worry, phones won’t give you brain cancer if you don’t try to text/call me more than once a day’
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I wonder what happened when they turned the escalator back on?
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LOL 🙂
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Yeah, but the beta has got a hotter girl.
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Definitely not Russians. I’m guessing someplace on the NYC subway system, because that’s where I was at the very same moment. That was when NY was still a white city.
They also look to be about the same age (or slightly older) than me. I can’t help but wonder where they are today.
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Yes. Manahattan definitely. I’m pretty sure it’s Grand Central Station on the escalators going up towards the Pan Am (now Met Life) Building.
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“Manahattan”! Geez, I sound like a damn injun. It may be somewhat appropriate, though. I was in a similar situation to these two guys and on the same escalator about a decade later, except dressed more like the Marlboro man.
Manhattan was a lot different then from 1969, however.
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pretty run down looking when I was there in some parts
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What rythmes with Blumenthal? Neanderthal…
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Oh. My. God. What is that long skinny conical thing next to our Alpha? Is that a vuvuzela? Did the white man invent the vuvuzela?
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If his lips have been around the opening of a vuvuzela, they’ve definitely been around the opening of another man’s ass.
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The seeming anomaly of the Vuvuzela serves place the pic as these things were originally marketed in the US as stadium horns long before they became familiar as the monkey trumpet
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fuck,serves to place the pic
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Lotus Elise. = a psychotically eager 11 year old virgin. Which is hopelessly lame in comparisone to h……. racing.
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http://www.showbizspy.com/article/258574/bradley-cooper-gets-dating-advice-from-leonardo-dicaprio.html
lol’ed at this. Solid advice for any guy…I’m sure the fat 40yo independent career-women who think he should date them will love this.
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All you schlubs should notice that both men, Mr. Alpha and Mr. Beta, are well dressed. You don’t see that much anymore. This picture was taken on the cusp of some big, bad changes. It’s an awesome snapshot.
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Both of those guys are punk ass, bitch made beta niqqers.
Skip to 9:20 to see what a real alpha male looks like:
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i’d agree true alpha is dead
not a bad vid
still don’t get why they can’t just kill the prisoners if so bad
look at the supposed baddest one killed a dude and ate some of him
but really just killed him in a fight ok so what got to think dude might of been starving
why I like the Asians they kill you if they think you bad white people are bullshit for always wanting to torture somebodies ass
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Greg, if killing is incorrect, how do you justify killing a person who killed somebody else? If might makes right, how is that any different than the kneegro savages in the jungle?
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cause its for a reason he he he
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God Heariste crew, you really had to post that video of the shrieking anti-male harpy? She’s so god awful, ugly, and abrasive with her voice, she’s almost a parody/
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But Beta’s girl is prettier.
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http://lumpypua.github.io/YaReallyArchive/
Compilation of YaReally’s posts for those interested.
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Thank you so much for making this Lumpy (I was planning on making something similar myself).
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Add a keyword search function please.
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Hey, thanks for making this lumpy. Good stuff man
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If you’re beta (as I reluctantly accept that I sometimes am), this is about as solid science as you’ll get for fake it till you make it works (science starts around minute 10 but do yourself a favor and watch the whole thing – it’s video and she’s cute so no straining your mind to read):
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There will always be a hierarchy – it is still a zero sum game. Sounds a bit like the self-esteem movement.
But why care about the losers if you’re moving up.
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O/T
I havent done any cold approaches yet as I am working my ass off to get into grad school but I have tried to be charming / funny with anyone I meet and have eliminated defensive/approval seeking behaviour from my demeanour almost completely . Amazingly I got treated to a complimentary coffee for no reason even though I was thirsty as hell and went in just for a glass of water. but I shrugged it off as I was a regular there.
So a few days later I go into a subway.(for the first time I might add). chat up the lone dude working and voila I get discounted sub with free extra meat and complimentary tea. slashed my bill by 50% minimum.
I have no idea how I did that.I was just blabbering and just half jokingly asked him to give me more meat.
a year ago i was a shy introvert. You guys rock.
@LUMPY
Github ……….. +1 for the nerds. How did you do it… Python script?
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Hell yeah Coy. Finding the red pill is a wonderful give. I’m currently chronicling all the shy introvert beta male bullshit I can remember in my life. I’ve only done one and I’m already shaking my head at how much better I know my life would have been had I know red pill when I was young. Game is more about getting laid. Since I red pilled, this shite has had a good effect at work. I’m in frame all day, every day. I notice it, and I know others do too. And I’m negging hotties – something I would never have done in the past since I thought that was asshole-game.
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A lonely stairwell? Two-half-passed-out girls New Years Eve? Liquor ?
RAPE!
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+1, whorefinder. Well done, as always.
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Reminds me of that picture of Paul and Linda McCartney. Anybody know the one?
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Can you spot the Alpha and the Beta here?
http://www.tomatobubble.com/putin_obama.html
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Is the Porn Industry Racist?
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How about the real question; Is the porn industry anti-semitic? Lolz
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Racist?
No. its the basic zhid business model of artificial scarcity. It worked much better pre internet when the owners of the major porn houses could conspire to limit the production of certain genres’ and therefore, charge more for it. In addition, nonwhite females have undercut white womens price structure by doing more for less
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OT:
I little something i made
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[…] Chateau Heartiste ran an interesting piece wherein he asked the readers to identify which, among two men, was the […]
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FR —>
Tues:
Saw a girl at Chipotle. She always smiles at me because I have a special order — a side of chicken (for the protein…working out, blah blah blah). So I’m like ‘well, I mean, start up a convo or something today, no one’s behind you in line.’
Me: You’re always making fun of me about my chicken
Chipotle7.5: Hahaha, well you upgraded today, you got some salsa on it.
Me: Peer pressure, you guys are good at your jobs.
Chipotle7.5: (laughs) We got you
Me: Yeah, always harassing me. So what’s your name?
(I dunno what it was about how I said it or the way I said it or whatever, but it definitely was a ‘shit just got real’ moment)
Chipotle7.5: I…….don’t have one.
Me: (Inner atom bomb detonates —- OUCH…) You DON’T have a name….wow…(glance to the side and kinda laugh…harsh) so there’s just no way to complain to your manager (real fucking smooth)
Chipotle7.5: Noooope.
So ya. “Back at it,” was the general theme of the week.
Weds:
Get a wild hair and just go out alone. I stay 15 minutes and do jack shit. 🙂
Thursday:
Social function. I wear a pink shirt and roll in. By now, my work at the gym is starting to pay off…people are telling me they notice how much weight I’ve lost/you look good/blah blah blah. I’m around 20% bf right now, so…I mean, I have a long way to go, and I don’t really care what I look like to them anymore lol, it’s just the feeling of power I love and getting stronger.
Anyway, I talked to a lot of people.
I got into a discussion with Nightly there about stuff — kind of iso’d away from the main group because neither of us wants other people hearing us talk about Game.
Class6.5 thumbs me in the back to say hi as she walks by. She keeps going, then pauses to watch me engage in discussion with Nightly for a second, then she sits down. In retrospect, I realize that there was no reason for her to take that path to go back to her seat.
I talked to her for a few minutes after, with another female friend (who is old and I don’t care lol)…
Me: Hey, what’s up
Class6.5: Nothin. You winning all the girls over with that shirt?
Me: Ya, it really brings out the salmon in my eyes.
Class6.5: Hahahaha, you may bang all the guys too, in that kind of shirt (she says this with hesitation, like it’s some sort of bomb she’s dropping especially in front of another woman…I interpret this as her not being used to being able to interact like this with a guy, which makes me wonder about her boyfriend)
Me: Ya I’m banging everyone. Me and you are having sex right now — it’s pretty exhausting.
Class6.5: (Laughing) Oh yeah…shuuure.
Me: I’m dehydrated.
Class6.5: Mmmmhm.
Me: (Does the Mitt Romney brow + smirk….she makes a similar face back at me…then)
Class6.5: I was actually shocked to see you having a serious conversation with someone.
….
So, I took that to mean less jokes, less humor, less smiles than whatever it is I’m currently doing would be good.
Another strange interaction —>
Nightly’s ex-gf is with CaptainAMOG now (lol), and they were both there (CaptainAMOG accused me of peacocking again, then when I was like -ya man thx for noticing- started telling me about how my jawline was coming out and how good i looked blah blah blah)
So anyway, one of the incidents that led me to Game was, after Nightly and his ex-gf broke up, I invited her out with some friends. She immediately tried to drive a wedge between me and Nightly — friends for nearly 10 years — by saying I was trying to hit on her/bang her.
It culminated in me confronting her at a party by yelling at her, calling her a stupid treacherous bitch who didn’t know the meaning of friendship or integrity. She apologized and offered me chips and I told her to get the fuck out of my face.
Fast forward several months…
She’s drunk and I’m blah blah blahing the group at odd intervals, when she steps center circle
Her: Me and Scray have been at odds
Me: (blink) Ya….
Her: We have been! You yelled at me at a party; he yelled at me at a party
Me: (unsure what her game is, but I just sit there for a second as if I’m not going to say something, no one else reacts…finally)……ya, I did.
Her: ….
Me: ….
Her: Well, I just wanted to say that you know, I love you man.
Me: K.
Her: Like you’ve got some motherfucking pride, and you look real good, and…
Me: (interrupt, turn away) Ya, I know. Thanks!
Her: (tries to hug me…I just kind of sit there, exchanging looks around the circle with everyone like ‘lolwtf’)
…
More fast forward…
Chubby4.5, months ago had done the bitch sneer to me when I accidentally touched her boob at a party.
So…interacting now, and we’re talking in a group with her, Malemodel, Cutie6, and uggo. uggo (like a soft 4) is mad at me because I may have forgotten her name and called her the wrong name all night (lol…I tried to apologize, cause you know, that’s fucked up…but when she continued being a bitch, I just kind of tooled her for being butthurt in front of everyone)
Chubby4.5: Hey uggo, be nice to Scray…he’s one of my favorites. He’s fun.
….
So yeah, I know that these interactions tell me something about the changes I’ve made to my behavior, and I just want to know what the message to take is for further improvement. Less entertainment? More not-give-a-fuckedness?
I probably should try to hang out with Malemodel more. People just gravitate toward him, and all the positive reinforcement has made him into a cool, non-reactive guy. If I can learn how to thrive in that kind of environment, it’ll probably help.
Friday:
Pain period in full effect. We get there, Nightly gets into set. I’m consumed by AA. I want to hang on to the memory of Rihanna8.5…I want to insulate myself from rejection. I lean near a high-traffic area, and I see a cute girl with neck tattoos standing in close proximity.
Me: Hey, I like that tattoo on the back of your neck
Survey7: Oh yeah? Which one?
Me: There’s two? Oh, well what do they mean…
Survey7: The one on top means blah blah blah, the one on bottom means blah blah blah…
Me: Oh, you seem real spiritual….
Survey7: …I am! Are you that way?
Me: …yeah, totally. (Go silent, stare at her, fold under pressure…) No, I’m not.
Survey7: (Light laugh)
Me:…why are you here by yourself. I’m waiting for a friend, what’s your excuse?
Survey7: I’m doing a survey for cigarettes. Are you a smoker?
Me: No. I mean, I’m sure I could be convinced…
Survey7: (exchange a glance, and now…I feel like I’m being clued in to the world of sub-communication. I feel like she’s taking my measure as a man, and then she smiles and nods, but it’s not a good nod, it’s a -kind of awkward- nod. I shrug…)
Me: Ya, well you’ve got surveys to take, and I’ve got girls to meet. We should help one another. Find girls who smoke, we’ll pretend that I’m the deadbeat dad of our kid and that we’re friends but you’re always after me for child support.
Survey7: Ooooh, well…we’ll see.
(Mental toilet flush)
Later on, Nightly jumps into a mixed set and attracting a cute little girl…which means I have to keep the guy distracted/entertained. I know the way to do this is to get the guy talking to girls — but, my AA, esp after the last set, is killing me. Desperation tactics…
Me: Hey what’s the dumbest thing to say to a girl?
Him: Hm……’do you do anal?’
Me: K, Imma say it to that girl, you go next
Him: Ha, okay.
Walk up to a 7 and an 8…
Me: (to the 7) Hey, does she do anal?
7: What? (looks away, disgusted)
8: (Leans in) Wait, hmmm?
Me: (o ya maybe I could say something different, maybe I could…) Do you do anal?
8: (sits back, angry) No…and actually, you know what, just fuck off
Me: (laughs) Like, just fuck off or fuck off and die?
8: Fuck off and die.
Me: All right, fair enough.
Okay, doesn’t get much worse than that. Start talking to people…
Nightly still works, I still have AA…so we play the game again. I start chatting up some guys who are just standing there like chodes. I ask the guy what he thinks that is, and he’s like ‘You look like shit.’ So I say, okay…
It’s another 8 and 7
Me: Hey girl in the bracelet…
8: Hm, what?
Me: You look like shit
(group blinks, the 8 blinks at me several times…tough times…but man fuck it, I’m going to talk to chicks no matter what, so if I can’t even do a safe normal opener, then this is what I’ll do until I can actually TRY)
Me: I mean, your friend…she looks good, but you…y’know…you’ve seen better days
7: Oh, well thank you…but I mean, that’s kind of mean, right?
Me: (to the group rather than the 8) Ya, she seems offended
8: I have nothing to say to you.
Me: Awwwwwww maaaan. All right! (turns back to those guys)
Guy: I can’t believe you actually did that.
Me: Yaaaa….oh well.
(Tapped on the back by the 7)
7: Hey…
Me:…hey
7: Why do you wanna come over here causing trouble?
Me: Causing trouble, huh, what?
7: By telling my friend she looked like shit
Me: (shrugs, laughs) Oh, was that a bad ice breaker…
7: (laughs, but then sort of tilts her head back and forth like ‘yaaaa duhhh’)…yeaaaaah, you went about it all wrong
Me: Ohh…
7: You know, maybe say something like ‘hey you aren’t looking your best today…’
Me: Ya, o well, it’s over now! Nice meeting you
7: (blinks) Ya, you too
I backturn….15 seconds later — o shit, wait a minute….could I have turned that situation around? Never know now. Finally, I’m ready to do a normal set. A 6 and a 6.5…easy, right?
Me: Hey, my best friend just died two weeks ago…
(both react with ‘oh that’s sad…’)
Me…how long do I have to wait to sleep with his girlfriend?
(both blink hardcore, 6 is like wtf!)
6.5: …….Go home.
Me: Ahahahahaha, I’m just fucking with you guys. Just something I say when I walk past people who look fun…
6.5: Go home…
(6 turns around, laughing)
Me: Ya I’m going, so are you guys real good friends?
6.5: Go home…asking a question like that, go home
Me: Is 6 laughing at me?
6.5: No, she’s laughing at me.
Me: Oh I – –
Their friends come in and take them away.
Nightly opens a set with two 5’s and an 8. I wait for the signal. Then, I go in to distract one of the obstacles.
Me: (after accomp intro) Oh hey those are some big fucking hoop earrings
Her: Yeaaaah they are, you want ’em
Me: Ya gimme, I’d look better in them
Her: Rude!
Me: What, I like earrings, don’t be jelly.
Her: Hey, hey…are your ears even pierced (touchy, touchy, looks at my unpierced ears)
Me: Ya, they are
Her: No they aren’t
Me: Don’t you worry, they are.
Her: I just looked at them
Me: Then you’re blind as fuck!
Her: Listen…..(grabs me, has a silly smile on her face)…beautiful, I – –
Me: (repulsed, goes on insta life tilt…this is your life Scray, 5’s…forevaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar…sad feels) No you listen. Those hoop earrings are mine.
Her: I asked if you wanted them, I didn’t say you could have them
Me: Man, you said a lot of things didn’t you
Her: Ya, and listen….
Me: Okay, well I’m gonna take the things you say and put them in this little box…
Her: Oh, well I have a little box for you (pantomimes box, pulls out her middle finger…it’s kinda funny. Now I notice that Nightly has failed with the set, and her friends are like ‘c’mon let’s go’)
Her: (to nightly) Ya that sucks about your ex (the classic opener…then to me) and, you suck!
Me: Ooooh, shit.
(They walk away…and we walk away from that night)
Saturday:
Back at it again.
Warm up set, two fatty 4’s….get warm, they say they’re going to get a drink at the bar = my excuse to split (or maybe they were getting away from me, who can say? Not me!)
Next set — Best friend died opener to a mixed set, Dude, Hottie7, Plain5
Me: Nah I’m just fucking with you guys. It’s what I say to people just standing around…
Plain5: Oh my god, I can’t even deal with it.
Me: With what?
Plain5: With you right now
Me: (turns to Hottie7) Oh is that a bad thing to say to people just standing around?
Hottie7: Yeah it’s not the best
Me: I see, well…all right, what can you do? (I eject after another few seconds…and I kick myself)
Girl6 trying to choose a song to play on the jukebox
Me: (leaning next to her) You know, I bet you expect me to say some stupid shit about the song you’re going to choose, eh?
Her: (laughing) What?
Me: Ya, NEWSFLASH, I don’t care what kind of music you listen to!
Her: (another laugh) W- –
Me: Listen, what I’m going to say is going to blow your fucking mind….
Her: Oh yeah?
Me: I meaaan, those girls and the guy over there didn’t like it but small sample size, you know…
Her: Uh huh…
Me: Stop being a bitch and get positive!
Her: All right, I’m positive!
Me: K…here we go (dead guy blah blah blah)
Her: (laughs) Oooooh my gosh….I mean…
Me: Sooooo tryin’ to decide on a song to pick, EH? (Romney smirk)
Her: (she loves this…) Yeah….I am
blah blah blah blah 5 minutes later
Me: Are you just here by yourself or something?
Her: (as if pulled out of a trance) Oh….no………actually my fiance is over there, you should go talk to him
Me: (I let out an agitated sigh, twiddle my thumbs, and just give her that look again…she laughs and pushes me)
Her: Well….I’m pretty sure your icebreaker will work on the next girl.
Me: Shh. (leans closer) Think about what could have been. (Walks away)
Switch up to a new venue.
Wing a few sets, blah blah blah.
THIS NEXT SET IS THE SET I CARE MOST ABOUT
Approach the next set, two girls sitting down. Now, the one I can see on the approach is like a 6.5, and the other — from what I saw — looks like a 7.5 or so….
Me: Hey, I can only stay for a few seconds, but I’m gonna ask you a question my best friend died, and….
(turns out the other girl is like a 9, but more than a 9, she’s like….wow. Mixed with some sort of Spanish/Portugese/Native American I can’t tell and white…flabbergasted — a smile jumps onto my face. So I finish the joke and…)
6.5: A month
WomanofMyDreams: Wait, what, he’s DEAD?
Me: (wait for a second) Hahahah I’m just fucking with you guys, that’s just something I say to new people just sitting around….and y’know, you guys are just sitting here
WoMD: Wait, 6.5, you said a month?!
Me: (laughs) Yeah, you have no moral core obviously!
6.5: (non-reactive, but sort of like…) Yeah, I guess so.
Me: Between you guys you’re probably the one who gets her into all the shit, eh?
6.5: Ehhhhh, welll….
Me: Don’t lie about it.
6.5: I’m not lying.
Me: Okay, all right.
WoMD: (turns toward me) So that’s your icebreaker huh?
Me: Yeah, pretty much…(I try hard to maintain good body language but I’m nervous as fuck and the words ‘I love you’ are practically leaving my lips every time I look at her)
WoMD: (Nods, almost expectant)
Me: (turns to 6.5) So, I get the feeling — because of your fucked up answer from before — that you’re worldly, and that ol’ ‘wait he’s dead’ is kind of more innocent.
6.5: Maybe, I don’t really know.
Me: Well, okay, ummm…so how do you guys know each other?
6.5: We work together
Me: Ohhh, like you’re the mastermind and she’s one of your henchmen?
6.5: ………….sure.
Me: So you work at a vet’s office or what….
6.5: No…
WoMD: I’m an artist
Me: (of course you are you beautiful free-spirit, you…siiiiiigh) Wow, like photography, paintins
WoMD: Paintings mostly
Me: Do you have a style you prefer? I enjoy that impressionistic stuff where it’s just dots for awhile and then it becomes something clear. You know?
WoMD: I know what you mean, but I don’t paint in that style though
Me: (eye contact) Well, it’s like….you first look at it, and it’s fuzzy, and you’re like, what the fuck is going on here, I have no idea…but then, you just step back, and your mind makes order from the chaos, and you realize that you’re looking at something beautiful.
WoMD: (pretty smile and slight nod — it was a moment, trust me) Yeah.
Me: So you’re an artist too, 6.5?
6.5: No, I’m her agent.
Me: oohhhhh, that makes a lot of sense. Now I get it, that’s why you know what you’re doing….and why you have that suit jacket on. Does it have pads in it? I really like it when those female power suits have pads.
WoMD: No, hahahah, this isn’t the 80’s
Me: Wait, is that what that whole thing is from? The 80’s.
WoMD: Yeah! Wait a second (touches me) how old are you?
Me: (short circuit, lost in my head…) Uh…
WoMD: (blinks, still smiling) It’s a simple question.
Me: (chode monkey) Idk, 50….(she stares)…48….(stares)….35….(stares)…..1….(just terrible….I turn back to 6.5)
Me: You know, I’m getting a real like…..non-receptive vibe from you right now, and it’s kind of making my gut churn a little with nervousness.
6.5: No, not at all. I’m like the nicest person. I think it’s in your own head.
Me: (nodding, well fuck it) Yeah….it probably is. Scale of 1-10, how nervous do you think I am right now.
6.5: (assesses) Like a 7….
WoMD: (does the same) Yeah….like a 7
Me: (laughs) Yeah, I -am- pretty nervous. It’s always so uncertain talking to new people. (Having just revealed the truth about how I feel in that moment, I just kind of freeze up…)
WoMD: (turns to face me again) …so what do YOU do?
Me: (short-circuit….yaaaaaaa, idk man….) Uh…
WoMD: Easy question.
Me: Oh, I’m in between jobs, I used to work at McDonald’s though…
WoMD: (Just nods a few times — I don’t think she believes me, but she also isn’t going to press me. Goddammit)
Light blah blah blah
Me: So, we’ve been talking for awhile, it’s only appropriate that we make this official. I mean, I assume you both have names, right?
WoMD: (shakes her head) No, I don’t have a name.
Me: I’ve heard that before…(I think somehow I managed to convey, in my tonality and body language that that shit did happen to me, and we both start laughing…)
WoMD: WomenofMyDreams….
Me: It’s nice to meet you, that’s a nice name…and you (to the 6.5)
6.5: 6.5….
Me: That’s a nice name, exotic.
6.5: It’s old world.
Me: Well you said it was mexican, I kinda think you gotta cross the ocean for it to be the old world, because this is the New World.
6.5: Meh, whatever.
Me: (silence……I feel like the WoMD is a little curious, or something, but I just don’t have the skill to make this shit work….god….DAMMIT….)
WoMD: So what’s YOUR name?
Me: …
WoMD: It’s a simple question.
Me: Yeah, I know but…well…Scray.
WoMD: Nice to meet you, Scray.
6.5: So do you go by Scray or ShortversionofScray….
Me: Scray
6.5: Good choice, Scray.
blah blah blah blah blah…I can’t make it happen, I didn’t sit down with them btw — ya, just standing there talking for like 20 minutes like an IDIOT. I’d be like ‘o ya get their opinion on something and just sit down…’ nope. I eventually eject when it’s just not going anywhere…
Me: I’m getting the vibe like, maybe you guys want me to leave. Cause I know you guys said you were leaving pretty soon, but I don’t want you to on account of me.
6.5: (blinks) No, you’re fine.
WoMD: You’re all right, Scray.
Me: KITWASNICEMEETING YOU, BYE.
….
UGH.
Open a 7 and an 8 by the bar from behind….they laugh at the opener when I tell them that I’m just fucking with them, but they say it’s bad, so I’m like ‘okay, okay, well I’m just gonna say how much does a polar bear weigh instead — enough to break the ice,’ and they’re like ‘okay…’
Then, I re-open them, but the 8 actually gives the right answer to the question. I laugh and blah blah blah, but shit just fizzles after a few seconds and they leave.
Last set
Mixed set — I noticed that this guy and this girl are talking, but I dunno, I don’t think they’re together. I roll in, and ask my question to the guy. He doesn’t quite hear me…and he leans down to hear me, but then she cuts him off
6.5: WAIT YOU’RE ASKING IF YOU CAN SLEEP WITH YOUR DEAD FRIEND’S GIRLFRIEND…
Me: (what a loudmouth lol, I stare back at her) YA, I’M FUCKING WITH YOU, IS THAT ALLOWED, CAN WE DO THAT IN AMERICA STILL?
6.5: (laughing touches me) Yeah I guess, but still…
(I start blah blah blahing to both of them — I can’t quite remember what I said, sorry, but I know that her state was getting pumped until finally…she taps me on the shoulder)
6.5: Wait, wait, are you on drugs?
Me: Ya, all the drugs….
6.5: Oh yeah, which ones…
Me: life, love…and the most important, our Lord Jesus Christ
6.5: (she rolls her eyes) Ohhhmyyygoooood…(hardcore atheist butthurt vibe lol)
Me: Well hallelujah sister! (6.5 starts laughing…now, I notice the guy start to take on more of an antagonistic vibe)
Me: How do you guys know one another?
6.5: We just met tonight!
Me: Oh, nice man! It’s definitely the hat, sexy as a fuck.
Him: Thanks bro, I like that shirt.
Me: (…does this guy know….what’s going on….he seems…like maybe. I turn to her) Ya, this is a good shirt it really brings out the neon yellow in my eyes rite?
6.5: Hahahahaha, yeah, it…
(this guy puts his arm around her, pulls her close, and whispers something in her….shit…I give Nightly the signal to come in and distract….here he comes; DENIED, the guy extracts his long fought for prize ASAP…)
Nightly: lol, that guy totally knew what we were up to.
—-
I was actually upset over failing with that one set with the 9. I still am. But, I dunno…there were a few moments, where I was just kind of revealing who I am — which, at this point, on the inside, is kind of a loser — that felt good. When me and her shared that laugh about her ‘not having a name,’ I dunno…on the one hand, ya Scray’s a loser I guess, but on the other hand, it was a real true moment for me.
I feel like I’m picking up on sub-communications. But since most of them are negative, they just cause me to get more nervous…ugh. I mean, fuck, maybe I need to try just going up to people and being totally honest with them. Like ‘hey I’m Scray, it’d be nice to meet you, but I’m socially inept and frightened by this type of conversation.’
Fuck this was a bad week lol.
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dude, captainamog’s a secret homo. no straight guy tells another straight guy that his jawline’s coming out.
props for the effort.
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lol
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I just wanted to add that, awhile ago Immoral said to read 10 pages of these pickup guides a day. I started doing that, but I mean…the sheer amount of concepts seemed overwhelming, so I’m still just trying to get GOOD at A1-A3.
But really, now I’m just obsessed with frame control and state. And it seems like those both begin with self-acceptance.
I gotta do that 30 day challenge though…maybe May or June, I’ll have the balls to do that.
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American porn is run by jews, dunno how it could be anti-semitic.
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Oh no, now you’ve done it. You’ve said The Bad Thing.
You might want to keep an ear open for clicking sounds on your phone. Morris Dees might put you on his list.
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If there were such a thing as Hamster Olympics, this one would have to be tested for steroids.
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i came trying to rape you, just rape you fine
i came trying to rape you
yes yoooow looking so juicy and fine
i came trying to make you mine
i came right right out of my mind
i came destined to chase you
down halls of graceless wonders
i came wanting to take you
away from this place and time
you went out of your mind when you saw me
understanding my intent
you came out of this world when you realized
just how much i did extend
you came countlesss wonders
when your mind i did bent
you came countless wonders
when over i made you bend
you screamed to the heavens
i called you my little bird
you went through the roof
as i plucked your every feather you turd
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Speaking of alpha, Vlad Putin just keeps being awesome.
“Regarding this performance, I liked it,” grinned Putin at a joint news conference with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. “I did not catch what they were shouting, I did not even see if they were blondes, brunettes or chestnut-haired …”
http://news.yahoo.com/kremlin-urges-germany-punish-topless-protest-against-putin-091629416.html
Note: The URL title is odd (Kremlin urging germay to punish them) and is not supported by the title of the article or the text.
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Spot The Alpha And The Beta, World Leader Edition:
This guy vs that guy.
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[…] [Spot The Alpha And The Beta] […]
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this is though out of context yet disturbs a lot when loonies behave like this……the UK is red I guess and parasitic lefties are everywhere………http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2306165/Margaret-Thatcher-death-parties-The-Lefts-sick-celebration-Brixtons-streets.html#comments
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