Another shitlib hit piece on Trump has backfired and unintentionally elevated his stature. Related to the founding principles of this blog, more evidence emerges that Trump had tight Game before the PUA subculture formed to systematize the informal seduction rules that naturals obey without knowing it.
Donald was among a group of boys who pulled girls’ hair, passed notes and talked out of turn.
“We threw spitballs and we played racing chairs with our desks, crashing them into other desks,” recalled Paul Onish, a classmate, describing himself and Trump as “probably the two worst.”
Donald spent enough time in detention, Onish said, that his buddies nicknamed the punishment “DTs” — short for “Donny Trump.”
Chicks dig a badboy in detention.
“He had a reputation for saying anything that came into his head,” said Donald Kass, 70, a retired agronomist who was a schoolmate. When Trump misidentified Rocca, the pro wrestler, Kass recalled, “We would laugh at him and tell him he was wrong, and he’d say he was right. The next time, he would make the same mistake, and it would be the same thing all over again.”
Poon Commandment XI:
XI. Be irrationally self-confident
No matter what your station in life, stride through the world without apology or excuse. It does not matter if objectively you are not the best man a woman can get; what matters is that you think and act like you are. Women have a dog’s instinct for uncovering weakness in men; don’t make it easy for them. Self-confidence, warranted or not, triggers submissive emotional responses in women. Irrational self-confidence will get you more pussy than rational defeatism.
It’s no coincidence that Trump has tight Game, a hot wife half his age, and is meteorically rising to God Emperor status as leader of a reborn nationalist movement.
PS What about rational self-confidence? Theoretically, this should be the best emotional state as your self-belief would be grounded in factual achievement and thus reduce the putative cognitive demand of consciously projecting a specific positive characteristic, but practically it doesn’t make a lick of difference if the nature and immediacy of your achievements adheres to UI standards or if they’re subject to self-promotion guidelines, as long as you act like you’ve got the world in your hand.
The point of Poon Commandment XI is that if you had to choose between mediocre realistic self-appraisal and boffo irrational self-glorification, always choose the latter if its women’s love you want. The tragic reality is that most men default to the former, thinking (wrongly) it will buy them respect and admiration to be so honest about themselves to others. But seduction, like advertising, is not the art of brutal honesty; it’s the art of selling yourself (or your product). Honesty is nice but beside the point.