Reader Mailbag: Lez Just Be Friends Edition

Email #1: “It’s a part of my rock and roll fantasy”

 I absolutely love your blog. I have a question that maybe you can answer, but first let me point out, I am currently a corporate slave.
My question is, what is the best type of job to have to allow one to go out from 10-2 a.m. four days a week? I work a 8:30-5 job like most hacks, and am not able to do to stay out those hours and function at work; so, I usually go home at 11. Lame huh?
I don’t want to be a bartender because of the pay, and the fact that I like to go to 2-3 bars in a given night–I would not want to be confined to a single bar. Being a rock and roll musician can get one a lot of tale, but there are only a few that reach the level where they can have a comfortable life. I have thought about possibly becoming a realtor because then I could sleep in until 11, which would allow me to pursue fresh game until 2-3 a.m., since I could set my own work schedule. Other self-employment ideas would allow that as well, I just cannot think of other ideas.
Being on tv or radio can get one laid because it allows for fame; however, I find these options unrealistic because of the few slots open and all the competition.
(As a side-note, I have been considering setting up a nude photography business to attract girls which will do just about anything (note: not hardcore)).

In the culture,

S.

Any kind of job involving international travel, embassies, and diplomats should score you tons of poon. Bonus points if you can’t talk about your job in detail. Forget the 10-2 a.m. target acquisition window; that’s limited thinking. Your hunting grounds are everywhere and all the time. Going home at 11 p.m. is a non-issue. You should be doing most of your womanizing before 11 anyhow, when you aren’t competing with the late night sausage hordes.

International stays in a corporate or governmental context automatically give you a massive DHV inasmuch as you will be seen as the “expert from afar” or the exotic “other”.

Learn a language or two. Knowing how to speak the native tongue of your preferred foreign hottie is worth $50K in pickup workshops. I suggest Russian and Czech.

Some corporate careers are better than others at infusing you with a PUA attitude. Publishing, corporate law partnership, and Hill lobbyist come to mind. Real estate is good, too, because it puts you in contact with lots of gina tingly housewives and single yuppie lawyer cunts.

By the way, some bartenders make very good money. I know one who just bought a $400K condo with his fiancee.

Setting up a photography studio in your home is gold. Try to get a side job freelancing for a local rag. Submit your photos to art shows. Put ads on craigslist seeking models to pose for “avant-garde Parisian photographer in the US for a major gallery exhibit.” Never underestimate the vanity or the gullibility of America’s urban sluts.

Email #2: “Cause she’s cold-blooded, check it and see”

LMR ever?

The other night I had this 18yo on the back of my car, we had made out a few time. She was naked on the back seat with her legs spread open and her back against the window, I was naked and had just put a condom on, and just when I my dick touched her pussy and I was finding her glourious hole she said ‘Not gonna happen’ to which I replied ‘Well, it is happening’.
She then got dressed, said something to the effect of ‘I lost my virginity 2 nights ago (other guy not me) and im not gonna do it in the back of a car’ and I kept my usual aloofness but inside I was confused as hell.
WTF happened and wtf did I do wrong? Was it just LMR and I didn’t know how to get through it?

V.

Your retort was unacceptable. “Well, it is happening” forced the issue on her. You boxed her in, so no wonder she clamped up. A better response would have been to keep your cool, get dressed, and drive her home silently. She would have gotten confused and asked what was up, at which point you would say “I have to get up early.”

Look, dude, you’re dealing with a Class A skank whore. She lost her virginity two nights ago (if she’s telling the truth) to another dude and now she’s in the car fooling around with you. Chicks like this are master manipulators of male egos. They love the validation they get from hard cocks being pushed up in their faces, and then they power trip by denying those cocks sweet release. You need to play advanced aloof and indifferent game with these types. They are what are known as “primative women” and won’t respond to anything but glorious asshole game.

Email #3: “Edwina Scissorlegs”

Been reading your blog. Not gonna comment on some of your philosophy, but 99% of your tips seem right on.

I’ve been dating typical dykes for a while, which is getting boring. Straight girls seem hotter, more femme, and easier to just fuck for a while without having to move in on the second date. (I’m not even gonna talk about the bi ones.)

What’s your take on chicks who want to pick up other chicks? Any special tips for us butch bitches looking to break down the great straight barrier?

T. (woman’s name)

99%? Damn, I must be losing my edge. My take on lez chicks picking up straight chicks: Probably not much different than dudes picking up chicks. Not that I have much experience as a lesbian picking up chicks, but I’d imagine that whatever turns on a straight girl isn’t going to be much different depending on whether the game is coming from a lesbian suitor or a male suitor. In other words, if you’re a needy, desperate, cloying, awkward, ugly beta lesbian you’ll do about as well as a beta male. One exception might be that a straight girl contemplating sexual delights with another woman would be likely to emphasize the looks of her female suitor and de-emphasize her suitor’s social status. Why do I say this? Because in my observation, every experimental female bisexual couple I’ve known were hot, while the true blue dedicated lesbian couples I see around town all the time are usually quite ugly and mannish. My conclusion is that full-time lesbians are less concerned about looks in a long term partner (and in themselves). They probably respond well to 100% rapport game. So my advice for picking up bicurious babes is to make yourself look as good as possible, wear something trendily sexy (but not slutty), and give the girl a few sincere compliments about her style or the way she carries herself. Try to isolate her away from her friends as soon as possible, and spend a good hour or two in a dark lounge having deep profound conversation on a vinyl sofa.

In related news you can use, what is the ratio of gay men to lesbians in typical US cities? It’s gotta be 50 to 1.

Email #4: “Get in now! Only a few spots left!”

I found your blog on the advice of a very smart guy.  I read up on Game several years ago w/ the usual suspects, Mystery, Strauss, DeAngelo.  Have definitely lost my way over the years as I become more obsessed with new things (mostly poker and some career related projects).  Your blog is the best I’ve seen, and has really reinvigorated my belief in the benefits of it.  I’ll cut to the chase, I am a big believer in professional services, I’ve hired people to teach me lots of things.  I haven’t really seen a business component to your site but am inquiring if you offer customized analysis beyond the blog.

Regards,

N.

I’ve gotten a few emails like this guy’s lately. While I’m flattered, I doubt I will be offering any professional services, for a couple of reasons. One, while I’m quite good at observing flaws in a man’s game and general presentation, and giving him advice on what to fix, I’m a lackadaisical motivator. I don’t have it in me to “push you into sets” or “pump up your state”. Two, there a lot of businesses out there that provide pickup tutelage, game theory, and style advice. Some are good, some not so good. My impression is that the market for these services is currently saturated.

But I might consider doing one-on-one personal consultations for a small fee, or a beer, or maybe even free of charge, just for fun. I think I would get a kick out of helping a guy get positive reactions from women.

PS: Unless you are making beaucoup bucks off it, or you only play occasionally for fun, drop the poker. It’s a pointless timesuck. It’s World of Warcraft minus an avatar.

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Reader Mailbag: Marriage Independence Day Edition

Email #1: “I can’t help myself!”

I’ve been reading your blog for only a few short months now, so I’m not as polished on my alpha/beta (and their respective subsets) classification skills as I should be.

I presented clear and elegant definitions for the alpha/beta male in this post and for the alpha/beta female in this post.

I’m curious to know how you would understand this classic PUA who managed to wrangle me into bed. I wrote about the experience quasi-extensively here [REDACTED to protect reader’s privacy], but in the case you don’t want a serious case of TLDR, I’ll give you the long and short of it:

I’m a 20 year old woman. I’ve been with four men, that number including the aforementioned PUA. On the whole, I’m fairly responsible with my sexual decisions. Two of the men I’ve slept with have been relative long-term engagements, the third was short-term, but I did have feelings for him. I consider myself fairly shrewd and astute intellectually considering my age and station in life, and don’t often let myself get manipulated. The PUA I slept with initially presented himself as thoughtful and intelligent, but also arrogant, circumventing most everything I was saying. He was a 24 year old budding lawyer; I am a philosophy student, so I held my argument fairly well, but in spite of what I said, he would be altogether dismissive without substantiating his claims. Normally, this would infuriate me, but I perceived it as a challenge, and it created an erotic situation. I slept with him on the second date.

By the third date, I was having unprotected sex with him (completely out of character), and allowed him to take my anal virginity with the full knowledge at this point, that he would be moving away to another city, and that he had slept with around 35 women. He wasn’t classically Alpha, in the sense that he didn’t play the aloof game. He would text me countless times in a day, call me at all times, and suggested, after only the second date, I stay over at his place to be able to greet him when coming home.

My venture is that he understood I normally didn’t go for the capital-A “asshole” type, so decided to humour me with semi-committal gestures. Semi-committal, in the respect that he would treat me with the complete familiarity of a significant other, but still managed to retain all of his arrogant airs. What breed of PUA is he exactly? I’m at a total loss.

Thanks,
S.

Four partners by 20 years old? According to studies, the median number of lifetime sex partners for American women is three (so really, it’s six, since we have to double whatever number women claim it is). You’re pushing slut territory, be careful how many more cocks you stack up throughout your 20s if you want to snag a quality man and you wish to avoid numbing your capacity for love and infatuation. Judging by your full name which you included in your email to me, you are probably European, so adjust the slut threshold to your particular sexual market accordingly. For instance, Russian chicks are notorious sluts, so if you are Russian four partners is known as “a warm-up”.

I’ve dated many women like you, S. Washington DC is filled with overeducated smart chicks who get turned on by men who can joust with them intellectually. It sounds like this putative PUA played to your type perfectly. He knew your pride rests on your self-identification as a smartie, so his gameplan was to impress you with his “thoughtful and intelligent” game. Then, once your outermost defense shield was breached, he amped up the haughty arrogance. You got aroused, a natural consequence when a woman is challenged. This is especially true of lawyer chicks and philosophy students such as yourself, who wilt into a puddle of warm vaginal juice when intellectually challenged by a man who is so confident in his opinions he doesn’t feel a need to justify them. He just irrationally assumes he is the most learned man in the world.

In the sexual marketplace where men sell themselves and women browse the bazaar for the best deals, irrational confidence beats rational doubt every time. EVERY TIME.

By the third date, I was having unprotected sex with him (completely out of character), and allowed him to take my anal virginity with the full knowledge at this point, that he would be moving away to another city, and that he had slept with around 35 women.

You sound like you could be one of my exes.

He wasn’t classically Alpha, in the sense that he didn’t play the aloof game. He would text me countless times in a day, call me at all times, and suggested, after only the second date, I stay over at his place to be able to greet him when coming home.

If a man has enough alpha cred in reserve, he can get away with what you wrote here. A man overflowing with arrogant confidence can risk these normally game-killing maneuvers and still come out on top. A clue as to why he can do this is in the last few words you wrote: “I stay over at his place to be able to greet him when coming home”. He is issuing a command. Your gina tingles for dominant men issuing commands, so you forgot all about how quickly he was rushing along the courtship.

Maxim #51: Commanding women to do your bidding will give you a bigger beta margin of error.

It is also possible, as you mentioned in your email, that your PUA is masterfully manipulating you with “beta provider game“, holding out the promise of a great future together. A classic ploy of a great seducer is to ASSUME THE SALE, which is why his assumption of familiarity and deeper bonding than has yet occurred worked so well on you.

His breed of PUA is clear: He is Sir Stephen, from the novel “Story of O”.

Email #2: “Tips for building a harem”

Heil!

I am 25 and cohabit with my girlfriend whom I knocked up. This is widely known. My female peers (other graduate students) have a habit of asking me “So, how’s your girlfriend?” in the next available conversational lull following even low level flirtation. I’ve taken the question as a brush off or as an opportunity to be a smart ass, depending on how it was said.

In general, what are the implications of a prospective girl asking about an established one?

g.

Heil? So let me get this straight. You live with a chick you knocked up, and you continue flirting with other women as if they were prospects to add to your “established” girl who is carrying your child in her womb. Really, I don’t know what to say, except… well done! You, sir, have been reading the Sixteen Commandments of Poon.

What are the implications of all this? Well, keep in mind the following:

Maxim #20: The gina tingle is the principal moral code to which women subscribe. All other moral considerations pale in comparison.

When you are flirting with these prospects and turning them on, they forget to care that you’re living with your pregnant girlfriend. Do not be surprised at how far you can take it. You are in a good position for fucking around and, if your game is tight enough, for building a harem of lovers and mothers. Your pregnant live-in girlfriend is utterly beholden to your support right now, so if she catches you cheating she is not likely to walk out. She will suck it up and get turned on by you even more. As an unmarried man with options, you have all the emotional leverage. Push for pregnancy threesomes.

Email #3: “I don’t *feel* like an 8.”

Hey, I sent you the hangover game submission a month or so back, it went well for me, I am still banging one of the girls I met that day, but she’s starting to get a little too testy so it’s on borrowed time.  Thank god I’ve got options and game to spare.

But moving on…game as we know is essential, but in several posts (most recently the one about women’s insecurities) you make note of how women over 8 always need to be negged, 7’s need slight negging and 6’s barely need to be negged at all.  True advice, I’m with you, the neg is a very important tool.

BUT…and this has befallen me several times in my life; what if you have an 8 with self-esteem issues?  You know what I mean, the type of girl who is attractive, but constantly doubts herself and questions why you like her (answer: because she’s hot), shit like that.  An 8 who thinks she’s a 6.  I’ve had mixed results negging these girls; some of them acted like typical self-confident 8’s and loved it, others were just plain offended and never spoke to me again.  Since these girls are (usually) more educated, quieter and more cultured than your typical hot and flaunting it 8’s, they have greater LTR appeal, and I would really like to know how I can step my game up to avoid this situation in the future.

R.

The neg is a fluid concept with results that will vary based on your market value as well as your target’s. Most 8s and above will need to be negged because most men are themselves ranked below 8 (and I don’t mean just based on looks). But men who are 8 and above might find it counterproductive to neg another 8. The same dynamic holds true the lower you go on the mate value scale. If your ranking as a man (taking all factors into consideration) is a 4, and you are hitting on a 6, you will need to neg her. If your ranking is a 9, you will only need to neg the very hottest babes to get your foot in the door. If you are David Alexander or Keith, you will need to neg everyone with a pulse.

A good rule of thumb: The larger the variance between the man’s mate value and the woman’s mate value, the stronger and more often he will need to neg her.

A corollary to the above rule is the Law of Hot Babe Entitlement: The hotter the woman, the less beta weakness she will tolerate in a suitor. What this means is that 8s, 9s and 10s will need at least one mild neg in the form of teasing from even high value men, simply because the hottest women know the value of their scarcity. Most men should be negging 8s and above by default.

(The opposite corollary is the Law of Alpha Man Entitlement: The higher value the man, the less commitment and ugliness he’ll tolerate in his targets.)

There are exceptions, and you listed one in your email. Some hot girls, especially foreign hotties who have immigrated from countries where the average man treated them like shit, don’t have a solid grasp of their sexual power. Hot girls (and by “hot” I use the ISO definition of 8 and higher) who date only assholes also suffer from this low self-esteem problem, as they are used to men treating them as if they were 6s and lower. If you are a high value man, truly low self esteem hot girls may become offended by your negs.

On the flip side, if you are lower status than her, she could become offended because you delivered your neg with a hint of bitterness. Many betas learning game have the most trouble nailing down the concept of the neg and putting it into action. I have seen too many guys deliver their negs with the wrong tone and timing. The neg is based in science, but its execution is an art. If you’re getting a lot of “That was rude!” comments to your negs, you are probably doing something wrong.

Unfortunately, there is no way to consistently predict which hot chicks will react poorly to your negs. You could try qualifying a hot girl — e.g.: “Would you say that you’re creative?” — early in the interaction, to coax out any low self esteem issues. If she reveals her inner basketcase, then hold off on the negs.

Educated hot girls are more likely than low class hot girls to have had LTRs with provider betas. If you are finding that the classy hot chicks you hit on don’t react well to your negs, it may be because they are accustomed to getting their asses kissed by men they dated. Your neg may be too much of a shock to her system, especially if it is based on something about her appearance. Try negging a smart, classy broad on her bloated ego, her sense of entitlement, or her useless humanities degree. (“Oh, you have a women’s studies degree? How cute!”)

The good news is that the exceptions you are encountering are rare. Most girls, including the educated ones, will respond very well to a neg. Your default mode should continue to be “Neg first, ask questions later”, because no matter how much a girl acts offended her pussy will have tingle-tangled when you negged her. They can’t help themselves.

The next time one of these snooty chicks acts offended, don’t backpedal; just ignore her protestations and plow as if her annoyance was irrelevant. Which it is. If she really acts pissed, wordlessly give her the backturn. She was just a bitch itching for a fight.

Email #4: “No skin off my pecker.”

Over the weekend, I opened a mixed group, acknowledged/introduced myself to everyone and started conversation with my targeted blonde.  we chatted for about 3 minutes, when her friends (both male and female) decided I wasnt worthy.  Essentially I was ousted by the group – the blonde dried up and the interaction ended.

My question, is there a tastefully, witty, alpha-like way to eject yourself from a situation like this??

I did leave the set with the “it was nice to meet you” line and immediately opened up another chick within an eyeshot of the first group.

Love the blog – I go under “3point5” when I comment.

Thanks for your insight,
J.

It sounds like you turned your attention to the target too quickly. If I had to guess, I’d say you could’ve stayed in set if you had included everyone else in your conversation longer than you did. Barring that assumption, they just didn’t like you. Even the top alphas can’t expect to win everyone over.

The line you used — “nice to meet you” — is fine. It’s the standard eject line for a busted set. And you reasserted your value by immediately hitting on another girl, so I don’t think you could have played it much better than you did, without sounding like you are trying too hard to rescue a bad situation.

You don’t want to use lines that draw any attention to your banishment by the group, so avoid trying to be humorous by saying stuff like “Well, I can see my jokes aren’t going over so well here!”. Also, don’t sound like a defeated man by saying “Well, I guess I’ll be going.”

If in the future in similar scenarios you want to eject with more alpha oomph than you did here, you could totally ignore your ousters and say directly to the target “I might talk with you when you’re more free.” This is direct and forceful, but also risky. Do not smile when saying it.

Another option would be to simply WALK OFF and say nothing. You’ve got to be perceptive of social dynamics and know when a set is starting to head south, so you give yourself a chance to walk away in silence before it becomes obvious the group is kicking you out.

Your email reminds me that the march of life can be summed up as a quest to save face and to get the upper hand. All done in service to nailing down the best deals we can get in the sexual market. That’s pretty much it, in a nutsack.

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Reader Mailbag: Sexual Dystopia Edition

Email #1

1. I find your comments on recent social/demographic changes (alphas and women rising, the return of quasi-polygamy) fascinating, as well as your additional theory that male birth control and sex robots will mitigate that trend.  [This] link supports your theory.

2. I sent you a very long email a while ago asking whether I should A. become a philosophy professor, where I would be alpha in a beta profession, doing something I am passionate about or B. stay in law (which I dislike) and try to save enough money to start a business that I am interested in, but not passionate about.  That would help me be a millionaire.  I never heard back from you.  Your opinion is very important to me, because the biggest thing preventing me from going to grad school (around age 30, finishing when I am around age 40) is concern that I will not attract women during my best window of opportunity.

3. In general, I would like to hear more commentary from you about wealth and attraction, the importance of having a “mission” or doing what you’re passionate about, and ways to increase testosterone (e.g. weight lifting).

4. I think no moderation of the comments is a good idea.  The amount of comments you get is staggering, and I think bodes very well for your book.

5. I can’t wait to hear more about your book.  But predator sluts is not a good title; it comes across too hostile and angry, like Ross Jeffries (btw what was with you repeatedly berating a woman in your comments about how she looks like she was hit over the head with a checkerboard—I can’t imagine George Clooney or Brad Pitt ever doing anything remotely close to that).

anon

1. The biggest impact on the sexual market in the near future will be widely adopted paternity testing, of the mandatory and voluntary variety. The biggest impact in the far future will be realistic sexbots. Also, a first world economy where women leap ahead of men in education and income is unsustainable. As is a first world society where most children are raised by single mothers. A good rule of thumb: If you want to predict the impact a policy or cultural change will have on a nation’s people, take note of how badly that policy would fuck with the prime Darwinian directive. Because if there is one constant in this world — one absolute truth that cannot ever be changed and will always usurp the best laid lies of our “progressives” and elites — it is this: Sperm is cheap, eggs are expensive. All of humanity’s wonders you see around you flow from this essential and unalterable truth.

2. Philosophy professor. Not only will you be happier (which will redound to your success with women) but you will be working in a context (high status within an academic hierarchy) that will open untold avenues of hot young poon to you. See: ‘Elegy’. Remember, status is more important than money. Money is just one tool among many for the acquisition of status. Of course, as with all efforts to grab the brass ring, there is an element of risk. If you aren’t in the top tier of philosophy professors, you may not get a job at all. Only you can judge whether a cushy tenureship is attainable with your abilities.

3. There are many nose-to-the-grindstone lawyers who spend their youth making partner. Then the money comes. Then the hot wife with socially approved educational credentials comes. And all is good. Until the divorce. There are also many starving artists, amateur photographers, freewheeling bloggers, and night owl bartenders who will go to their graves having been fucked and loved by 10 times the number of hot women than our law partner. Moral of the story: Passion, self-centeredness, aloofness, and confidence trump ordinary wealth nine times out of ten. It may even trump the extraordinary wealth of the billionaires’ club. As for weightlifting, do it. Throwing around iron will boost your confidence major, and quicker than anything else you do. Weightlifting should be like brushing your teeth; it’s a habit you will do until the day you die.

4. No moderation it is. Unless an angry ex happens to find the blog. But I’m not too worried about that, as I have amassed a closet full of blackmail material.

5. ‘Predator Sluts’ was a working title. It sounds hostile but it also catches attention. The other working title is ‘Tears of the Meaty Intrusion’. Regarding G. Clooney, the thrill of sadistic torment is not for everyone.

Email #2

From the comments:

As for hating weddings… we, and all your readers get it.  You’ve almost got me convinced to completely stay away from marriage, but I also wonder what life would be like at 60 alone.  A few thoughts

– Maybe I’m single.
– Maybe I have a live-in girlfriend (For less then 10 years from what I understand to not be considered common law marriage)
– Maybe I have an adopted child
– Maybe I have a biological child, maybe with said live-in girlfriend, but not likely
– At least one family member or friend I am close to has gotten a divorce
– You don’t have a marriage that may or may not be rocky
– You don’t have an existing divorce/child custody battles/child support payments/your finances wrecked
– You didn’t get to actually try out married life to see if you like it (raising children, dual income for nicer lifestyle, sharing household/child rearing duties)

He’s has suggested filling his needs with prostitutes and tequila, or something along those lines.  At 60?  Not buying it.  That can’t be much of a happy life.  This is wear pretty lies die, and that’s the only pretty lie I’ve our host decree.

richmond bachelor

There’s nothing stopping a man from having long term unmarried relationships well into his dotage. The great advantage of being a man is that you can date progressively younger women, relative to your age, as you get older. So at 40 you can bang (on average) 22-32 year olds. At 50 you have the pool of women in their 30s open to you. At 60 you can get a woman in her late 30s to mid 40s.

Of course, after a certain age — 60, usually, and depending on the man’s physical condition — the women you can get will all be past their expiration dates, tragic victims of the wall, so you will likely not find too many of your available prospects sexually attractive. This is where scotch and prostitutes fill the void. Assuming your sex drive is still strong at an advanced age (and if present is prologue, I’ll be sporting mourning wood in the casket) you can have your sexually unattractive but compatible aging girlfriend for companionship while getting your manly needs met with hookers and sweet single malt. No worries, at 65 you’ll have your pick of aging women with sparkling personalities to read the morning paper with you and go on long walks in the evenings.

Email #3

i would be interested in purchasing a PDF or just a Word file of your blog so far (that is unless you plan on publishing your writings).

I worry about internet sites vanishing over time and your stuff is pretty top notch.

danke

a NY italian american in south korea

Hey paesan! Bad news. I have nothing archived, so if WordPress goes, so goes the oeuvre. Like an assassin in the night.

Email #4

I seem to have stumbled upon the holy grail of romantic situations. Or have I?

Eight months ago, I met a super fine girl through a friend, then I invited her out a week later and brought her back to my place to hookup. Then we had sex two days later…without a condom.

Her boyfriend at the time was private contracting in Afghanistan for the moment, but he returned home two weeks later…oh did I forget to mention that they lived TOGETHER?

After a few months of her working her ass off to earn my respect (including moving into her own apartment, breaking up with the ex, and proving herself to me), I had her become my girlfriend. She met my family, we hung out a lot, I integrated her into my friends. We even said I love you.

But it wasn’t love, we just really like to fuck. Sexual chemistry has always been amazing…mostly because she craves my cock and I find her stunning. Yesterday, she changed the course of our relationship forever.

She works full time, goes to school full time, and lives 35 minutes away from me. We had a long conversation, starting with her asking, “do you feel like you’re spending enough time with me?” to her saying, “I want to keep you in my life, but I don’t want to feel the guilt from your expectations of me being a full time girlfriend.”

Here’s the agreement:
1. We are no longer boyfriend/girlfriend
2. Since she is so busy, we will see each other once a week.
3. She doesn’t love me, but when she sees me, she gets horny for me.
4. I can date other girls as much as I want, as long as I use a condom with the other girls.
5. She remains exclusive to me.

It looks like the relationship is coming to an end…instead of breaking up, we’ll just fuck until one of us stops calling.

On top of that, she also agreed to lose her anal virginity to me and take it up the butt.

I’m more confused than anything…should I see this as a victory and go forth to spread my seed?

Dre

A consistent amoral nihilist would say full speed ahead; if there is a moral imperative it rests with the woman who chose to cheat on her boyfriend deployed in a war zone defending the country in which she has the luxury of cheating free from consequence. But an aesthete would tell you that raw dogging the cheating whore of a man assisting the US Army in war is bad form. The nihilist and the aesthete in me are at odds. This is an unresolvable conflict, so I will defer instead to pragmatic reasoning — it’s probably not a smart play to boff a woman living with a guy who regularly handles high powered weaponry and has been trained in the art of remorseless killing.

As for your situation, when she said:

“I want to keep you in my life, but I don’t want to feel the guilt from your expectations of me being a full time girlfriend.”

you needed to pull back, which it sounds like you did from what you wrote. She was basically telling you in typical twisted femspeak: “You’re a great fuck but not boyfriend material”. The reasons you aren’t boyfriend material don’t matter, although it can be surmised that you playing the role of the “other man” forever poisoned your chances with her as something more than a thrill fuck. When women wantonly cheat, as your woman did when she agreed to condomless sex, they usually do it for the seed, not the security. When she said she loved you, she was probably lying. This is a blow to your ego I’m sure, but efforts to move her feelings closer to your own will only backfire. Remember, this is a girl who cheated, recklessly, on her live-in boyfriend stationed overseas getting shot at by rabid enemies. She is a whore of poor character, and you should be clear-headed enough — alpha enough — to avoid wanting any deeper entanglement with her. Treat her like the disposable hole she is. It’s what she wants.

So this is how I would rearrange your “whore’s agreement” with her:

1. You were never her boyfriend. You are her pimp.
2. You may or may not see her ever again, let alone once a week. She will abide your timetable, not hers.
3. You will never make love to her. You will fuck her. 90% of the time she will be in the doggy position.
4. You *will* date other girls, and you will lie to her that you used a condom.
5. Don’t count on it.

Your victory cums in doing what you please and refusing to play her marionette. When that last fuck arrives, and it will, don’t be surprised if it is the best lay you’ve ever had.

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Reader Mailbag: Happiness Maximization Edition

Email #1

Just came back from a great night out, I’ll try to make this brief.

I am beta by every standard you can have. I am 24 and I’ve had one girlfriend, who I had for five years. She’s my only lay.

I have severe one-itis for a girl at work. She has a boyfriend. She’s loyal to him. I know how ridiculous this sounds.

The point is that I just came back from a night out with her and another guy, who isn’t her boyfriend. The other guy is better looking than I am. He speaks something like three languages. He is “exotic.” He has known the girl for a lot longer than I have; he has a personal nickname for her.

Despite that, I rocked the whole night. This guy didn’t stand a chance. It was brutal. Six months ago, she would have been all over him, and I would have been sitting on the sideline, feeling empty and depressed. I want to note that I haven’t sarged once in those six months. (I have only ever sarged once, and it was barely, with two friends sarging and me being relegated to the ugly friend while they fought over the hot one.)

How did this happen? Application of game, pure and simple, reading a lot of theory, but most of the stuff I can actually use has come from your site – not really practical tips (although these have helped), but just how you think about yourself.

I’m a little buzzed, so I can’t formulate this as well as I want to without being even more long-winded than I’m already being. But I just wanted to say thanks – sincere thanks for putting this stuff out there. In the reproduction competition of life, I am still losing. But I went out tonight and I had fun – something I can’t say I’ve had while “out” for most of my life, but twice in the last three weeks, I’ve gone out and done this. I’ve gone from staying at home and feeling fucked to going out and participating in life, even a few nights being “that guy” who is driving the life of the party.

So even if I’m never a guy who can attract women consistently (although my belief that this is impossible fades day by day), application of the principles you espouse on the site have enabled me to actually be able to engage women in a way where I’m having fun, she’s having fun, where there is sexual tension and attraction, things that I have not really ever experienced as an adult. It is a feeling I can only describe as amazing.

Do I think you can be an asshole at times? Yeah. Who doesn’t? But I’d be the first guy to raise my hand to object to anyone who says what you’re doing is destructive, bad, etc. I’m biased because it’s my life, so it feels much more immediate, but just the fact that what you’re publishing on your site has been this useful, not to merely manifesting happiness, but virtually constructing it, in this one important arena of a man’s life – washes away a multitude of sins.

Best to you and yours, thanks again.
B.

I beam with pride when I read emails like this one. My hatred and evil brings love and good into the world. What was that sucking noise? Ah, yes, another steaming load of useless new age twaddle circling the drain.

First off, if you’ve had a girlfriend for five years that you were banging then you are not a beta “by every standard”, unless she is fat or ugly. Truly incorrigible betas can’t even manage that. So don’t beat yourself up too much. You’re not losing “in the reproduction area of life” because there are millions of men who aren’t getting any pussy at all and have to satisfy themselves with fleshlights. At your age with your one long-term girlfriend, you are, in fact, right smack in the middle of the oat-sowing bell curve.

Second, don’t fret about consistency in picking up chicks. From my experience and from what I know of naturals who do well with women, you will have brief periods of scarcity. This is the ebb and flow of the sexual market. Don’t panic and try to force your way out of those normal, cyclical downtimes. Foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of beta minds. If you get into the self-defeating habit of ticking off the days and weeks since your last lay you will poison the well of your carefully cultivated alpha essence. Alphas never care about time since last bang because they don’t operate from a scarcity mentality; they know another woman is always within reach.

It is a feeling I can only describe as amazing.

Just wait until you jizz up her nose and she sneezes it out.

Do I think you can be an asshole at times? Yeah.

Don’t forget a narcissistic prick.

I’m biased because it’s my life, so it feels much more immediate, but just the fact that what you’re publishing on your site has been this useful, not to merely manifesting happiness, but virtually constructing it, in this one important arena of a man’s life – washes away a multitude of sins.

You wrote something important here — happiness is not granted from on high nor is it a wispy feeling that randomly alights on your mood. Happiness is constructed. It is the direct result of actions taken that further your genes’ goals of survival and reproduction. The better a man becomes with women, the happier he will be. Only monks dedicated to stripping themselves of their humanity and disembodying their consciousness from their physical shells can be said to rise above this happiness equation. Sure you could be a monk, but it’s easier to learn game. And a lot more fun.

Email #2

I met a girl with a ‘prior engagement.’ She lives with him, and likes him but somehow found herself on my lips. It was on an overnight cruise. She was receptive to my touch; every kiss, however, would end with her withdrawing and looking down in shame, touching. She did not reveal to her friends this dalliance of hers.

How would you overcome such resistance?

Note: This question is more hypothetical in nature; I did not take her number.

bien respectueusement

A.M.

She’s feeling like a cheap whore. As well she should. Your job, should you decide to accept it, is to communicate your nonjudgmentalism and the premium you place on secrecy in your affairs. “I believe that a good life, a fulfilled life, is one where we explore the possibilities, and never deny ourselves genuine happiness. There is nothing worse in life than regret, wouldn’t you agree?”

When she looks down, draw her attention away from her great shame. Take her hand and pull her to another location, point out the birghtness of the moon to her, and force her mind to occupy itself with positive feelings. You want to drown her guilt in a cascade of competing emotions. Venue changing is of utmost importance. So is establishing an immoveable frame. When she mutters regret under her breath, or looks down at her lap after a makeout, ignore the beta bait. Pull back and talk about random things. In her horror at the surge of her own uncontainable desire, she may blurt out details of her ‘prior engagement’, as if you should care. Ignore her. These are the words of a woman in the process of rationalizing what she is about to do despite her misgivings. Never attempt to engage her logically by talking her into an affair. That will backfire. Always… ALWAYS… remain in the realm of feelings. Good feelings. Whimsical feelings. …HORNY feelings.

Email #3

Feel free to publish this but don’t include my name or address.

She cheated. I don’t want her back. I want to crush her ego to the point where she will regret this action forever.

You know the answer.

Anon

Unlike the spineless pissboys and pissgirls who infest the ranks of our postmodern society (and this blog) with their limpdicked self-help dribblings to “move on” and “be the better man”, I will give you a chalice of hearty vengeance straight up and garnished with a gleeful cackle. Drink it down and feel it nourish your soul. After all, revenge is as sweet as love, and as natural. We would not possess the feeling if it did not most times work to our benefit.

First, I have to assume something about you and her. If she is crawling back to you hoping to wash away the stain of her sin by offering her only begotten womb to hang on the shaft of your cock, take her one more time. Keep the video camera running out of view while you are ripping apart her anus. Have bra and panties from another woman (purchased if necessary) lying strategically under your pillow for her to find during or after sex. When she has run crying out of your home, send a copy of the video to her parents with the words “A girl who was raised right” and a copy to the man with whom she cheated with the words “She loves you.” Go to a payphone in another city where you cannot be traced and call her employer, notifying them that she has been pilfering company property, and as you are a friend of another employee of that company who tipped you off (do some research and find out who her friends are where she works) you thought they should know. Tell human resources you must remain anonymous because the tip-off friend is worried that she (your girlfriend) has an explosive personality and might do something drastic.

If, on the other hand, she is not coming back for more sex, your options are more limited and you will have to do additional legwork to exact your vengeance. Do you have old sex vids of her in possession? Do what I wrote above. If you don’t have sex vids, find out if she is still seeing the guy she cheated with? If so, go to him in the spirit of two brothers meeting to discuss a family matter and offer him cash to make a lurid sex video of her and pass it on to you for public exposure. Your goal is to drag her reputation through the mud; girls live and breathe by their reps. If the new guy loves her, this tactic probably won’t be fruitful, unless you are willing to pay handsomely.

If the sex vid option is unavailable, do some research to locate and meet all her ex-boyfriends. Almost all exes would be happy to stick the shiv in for shits and giggles. Dig up as much dirt, true or not, as possible from them, along with pics and any love notes or saved emails, compile it into a prurient email novella and pass along to all her friends using an anonymous remailer so you cannot be traced. Be sure to have taped recordings of your ex bad-mouthing her current girlfriends (almost all girls have called a BFF “fat” or “slutty”) and insert them into your email as an audio file. Start a blog called “Mylovenoteto[name of your ex].com” and update daily with pics and torrid gossip. Always deny involvement.

Godspeed, Avatar of the Light!

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Reader Mailbag: Drunk Iambic Pentameter Edition

I was inspired by Roosh’s “Poetry Girl” posts, so I will be answering this edition of reader mailbag in iambic pentameter. I was buzzed when I wrote this.

Email #1

Is it wise to # close more than one woman in the same venue? There are 2 fields of thought here: the most common one being the jealousy plotline; things could only work in your favor but I seem to think that you come off as a player thereby lowering your chances with a quality girl because she might believe shes just another #. Thanks for reading!

K.

when your game is tight and chicks are squirming
digits are second class to same night boning
but sometimes that number is your only lover
so isolate that chick in a corner undercover
minimize exposure to target reacquisition
flip that phone open down low out of vision
otherwise stop whining about being seen
chicks may bitch but they dig the roving peen
if another lady asks tell her cheekily
“i didn’t know we were married. i’ll be home by three.”

Email #2

Let’s assume that you’ve decided to procreate (ya, ya, I know…just bear with), and you find yourself the father of females. The question is: what are your guiding principles when raising them? What advice or information do you wish them to have?

-MF

procreating brother
listen right
daughters are trouble
life ain’t black and white
keep your standards double
and your hypocrisy tight
pull your son aside and give him condoms
and a copy of mystery method and my bloggings
send him on his way never the fool
with my words of wisdom: “three date rule”
then pull your daughter aside and be real firm
“keep your legs shut and your hands off the worm
you’re a princess you’re a queen
you’re worth more than heaven
make those boys wait till your seventy-seven
don’t try to slum it with assholes and herbs
and don’t slut it up cause that’s what you heard
your window is small, by 30 it’s closed
you want lawyers, kids and money?
keep it scarce till you’re betrothed
and no, you’re not gettin’ a fucking clit piercing

Email #3

Subject: fat ness

So my husband and I read your blog. We are both fans of PUA stuff and have been for a zillion years… even before it was the in thing.

Anyway, he and I were talking yesterday about how you hate fat people so much. And we agree that certainly you are allowed to have your own taste in visuals… nothing wrong with that…

But the idea that chubby girls don’t try, aren’t good in bed, aren’t smart etc doesn’t make much sense.

Sure some fat people are lazy and dumb… and we all agree they are not as nice to look at. However, overall it appears to us that a regular chubby girl that tries to look decent, has a job, and is of average intellect … that they do try harder.

Curvy women appears to need to try harder and they do… and why is that a bad thing? Sure if you don’t want them as arm candy great… but they do try harder in bed, they do work harder in a relationship, and they do overall appreciate their partners more.

Are you really going to reject them in all ways in your life just because they aren’t 10’s? Again,  we are not talking about visual taste here… we mean by everything else…. if they do try, work, and achieve more because they have to overcome and that trying hard benefits you.. why would hate them so?

Just a question we were talking about yesterday in the car 🙂

J and A

Also, I thought it would be great if bears (or any animals) actually had the evolutionary trait to pick a fatter person… it just makes sense. At this stage though a bear would not pick someone just because they are fat… they would pick anything that they would eat.

so just how fat are you?
300 pounds?
i’m guessing by “chubby”
you mean “equatorial round”
let’s keep this straight
let’s keep this true
what i feel ain’t hate
it’s disgust. pity too.
life is as fair as lion infanticide
no rhyme nor reason just ugly on all sides
there ain’t no getting around it
men like slender babes
guys who claim otherwise
are consoling their brains
and fat chicks try hard
and their personality sparkles
cause they gotta bring *something*
to atone for their waddle
so cut out the bullshit
turn down the noise
and try harder on what matters
drop the chunk for his loins
on second thought
if you want to stay married
best not increase your options
or you’ll see your hubby with new clarity
and trust me on this
cause i speak from my life
it ain’t easy being virtuous
when you’ve got a shot at vice

Email #4

Need some FAST help here to keep me from leaving for the summer on a beta note.

My first year at college is wrapping up in a week. I’m not sure how to handle the girls who i’ve been casually flirting with before the four month-long layoff between now and the fall. I’ll be living in a completely different city. Should I write them a smarky Facebook message? Just cut the contact off cold and come back hard  in September? Or some idea i’m completely missing?

Guide me to safe shores with your lighthouse of Alpha advice.

-A.J.

wtf is this “casually flirting” shit?
have you no sack?
i want to remind you life passes real quick
so always be closing
don’t be a beta hack
you’ve got one week left
that’s 168 hours
to smash that warm bun
and go home a champion
fuck facebook fuck myspace
and fuck twitter too
those are female playthings
attention whores use
face to face son
balls front and center
you are a spartan
not a pissboy contender
you’ve got no time
to send cutesy IMs
so just post pics
of the summer girls you’re bang-ing
and lo and behold
like sun follows rain
september will come
and you’ll be on top of your game.

piece out, governor!

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Reader Mailbag: Bailout Edition

Just a reminder: As with previous mailbags, if you don’t want your question displayed for public scrutiny, say so in your email to me.

Email #1

Just discovered your site and I find it amazing that you can put in words all the nagging little truths that I seem to see all the time.
However, often I find there can be some shades of gray in life, which serves to blur the truth.
So, I was wondering if you could categorize a couple of my friends and me. We all have completely different experiences with girls, none of them pure alpha or pure beta, so it is hard to determine. We all do some thing alpha and some things beta. Which one of us would benefit from game?
Sorry for such a long post.

I’ll start with me. I think I’m probably a beta, perhaps a latent alpha.
My beta tendencies have to do with picking up girls. I’m very good looking, so I’ll often have girls coming on to me in bars, even good looking girls. However, I miss all the cues unless they come on very strong. At the end of the night, when I’m going home alone, I’ll realize which girls were coming on to me and slap myself in frustration. When I meet the girls again, which happens often because I live in the suburbs, and they start coming on to me again, I miss the cues a second time. If I do pick up the cues, I tend to come on way to strong and blow it by scaring the girl away with desperation.
Another problem is that I can’t seem to get the fatties and hideous ones away from me. They tend to follow me around like puppy dogs and ruin it for me when I try try to talk to other people, even guys. Then at the end of the night, they ask if they can give their number and I always say yes and put it into my phone incorrectly so that I have an excuse for when I meet them again. Sometimes I even makeout with them or use them for relief during a drought.
My alpha tendencies come forward when I’m in a relationship. The girls I’ve dated have all been 6-8s, although there have only been two 8s. I don’t call for days at a time. I forget important events and then tell them to just get over it. I ignore their shit testing completely. I dominate them physically, though not violently. I also do random nice shit like thoughtful gifts, massages, meeting with an artist they like, etc. The girls always love me, they become obsessed with me. When I break up with them (no girl has ever broken up with me) they tend to call and follow me for at least a year. The most egregious example is a girl I broke up with in high school, because she was black (thats the actual reason I gave her), right before prom, that still follows me around and tries to arrange to meet me, 6 years later. This is partly because I’m pretty and partly because they “love” me.
Am I an alpha because I weather shit testing so well or am I a beta because I can’t pick up girls?

I have a buddy that is the opposite of me. He seems like an alpha while we’re out. He is just an average looking guy, yet he can frequently pick girls up, almost every night. He often has same night sex. They are almost always hot girls. However, he then gets into a relationship and becomes obsessed with the girl. He will call dozens of times a week, get her expensive gifts weekly, become a total bitch. The girls always either break up with him or cheat on him. When they cheat on him, he always forgives them and they keep on cheating until they eventually just start dating another guy and drop him. Once the relationship is over, he’ll go out and start banging hot girls again. Is he an alpha for banging girls frequently or a beta for being such a bitch in relationships?

My other buddy is an ugly guy. He used to be fit, he was a college baseball pitcher in his Freshmen, but he has gone to seed and is now fat. While he is still strong and looks it, he lacks any stamina and, more importantly, muscle definition. He goes out and picks up a chick every couple of weeks but they’re generally 3s or 4s. Occasionally he bags a low 5 and brags about how hot she was. He keeps a stable of 3s and 4s that he bring out for beta dates like bowling and movies with groups of friends, but he bangs them at the end of the night because they’re ugly and love it. Is he a beta for getting only ugly girls, or is he an alpha for getting laid frequently and having a stable despite being an ugly, fat guy?

Again, sorry for the long post. Thanks for reading it.

-DOS

I have to say, DOS, I see a lot of my old self in your description. Some men are born with natural ability to pick up on a woman’s attraction cues, but most men have to learn the hard way, either by missing out on great opportunities or by presuming interest where there is none. The good news is that with enough practice, you can hone your awareness of subtle female cues to the point where it becomes intuitive.

When you are a good looking guy, women will make assumptions about the rest of your quality as a man, which can actually work against you as the alpha bar will be raised. Average looking men with good game will often do much better with women than good looking men with average game, and this is because the women don’t expect as much from the average looking guys. Thus, when they are sent into a labia moistening rush by the average looking guy’s tight game, the pleasant surprise will often lead to stronger attraction than what these women would have felt  in bland conversation with a good looking guy. So, as a good looking guy, know this: You will get more auditions with women at the cost of their leniency should they discover you have no game. Women can be harsh judges of men who don’t meet their expectations, and the good looking man who blows his advantage by revealing needy, beta game underneath the shiny surface is the biggest disappointment of all.

As for the fatties and fuglies, my advice to you is to sack up and refuse their numbers. It’s very beta to mince around number closing girls you’re not interested in because you can’t bring yourself to say the words “I’m not interested.” Trust me, they’ll be hurt but they’ll respect your manliness.

Your relationship game is solid, but only because you are dating girls who don’t really move the world for you. It’s easy to play the aloof and indifferent supreme alpha when you actually feel aloof and indifferent with the girls you are dating. Try dating a girl who makes your heart race and watch how quickly your aloofness evaporates by month six. A true test of a man’s game is how he responds when his lust and love are aflame.

Ranking: You are a greater beta.

Now your first buddy has the opposite problem from you. His game is tight, he gets girls he really wants, and he dates girls that meet his standards, but his game wilts when he lets his emotions pull him under the beta riptide. This is common to men who have emotional magnetism and a flair for drama. Men of the Mediterranean are lovers in this mold. I would guess your buddy is a romantic at heart, and probably gets off on the mess he leaves in his wake. Is it more beta to swoop easy prey and treat them like dirt in relationships or to swoop worthy prizes and lose them to the capricious whims of your lovesick heart? The question answers itself.

Ranking: Your first buddy is a nascent alpha.

Your second buddy at least gets laid. There are a lot of ugly, unfit guys who can’t manage that, even among the dregs of womanhood. So he’s elevated himself above omega status by the sheer act of penetration of subpar girls. But he is in no way an alpha. A lot of old school, traditionally masculine men with beer bellies and the TV constantly tuned to ESPN, who can fight their way out of roadside bars, are the sorts of no-game-having chumps who like to claim alpha status because they have sex regularly with their fat and ugly “old ladies”. “Oh yeeeah, I’m getting me some tonight!” you will often hear them say. Don’t be impressed. Theirs is a pyrrhic victory.

Ranking: Your second buddy is a lesser beta.

Email #2

I have been following your blog on and off for the past six months. I must admit that I am highly impressed not only by your frank opinions about today’s rapidly evolving mating landscape but also by the searing, incisive wit with which you present them. As much as I admire your blog, you will not find me amongst the umpteen commentators simply because I don’t have the time to do justice to my views and yours by commenting.

So here’s the deal. I’m from another continent and have moved to the US around three months back to study at a reasonably prestigious business school in upstate New York. I did not take the trouble to personally visit the school before I joined, or else I would have immediately recognized the glaring lack of ‘city life’ in this town (I’m from a large city). That, combined with the rigors of a male dominated career (19% of my class is female) has left my poon dreams hopelessly unfulfilled. The three months I have spent here have yielded me less girl face-time than even a few hours worth in my conservatively orthodox country. Time is scarce and girls are few.

Now here’s the real deal. I’m a 25 year old virgin. I’ve been in a serious several-year-long relationship before and still come out a virgin. I’ve had a career, a well paying job, enough money for my age (in my country) and still stayed a virgin. I’m reasonably good looking (6’3”, 180 lbs, used to run 2.5 miles  a day and bench 250 lbs – 6 days a week), smart, witty, funny (or so I’m told) and still managed to stay a virgin. Sometimes I feel that it must be a world first that I’m pulling off here.

I’m writing to you because a random google search led me to your ‘what a girl’s job tells you’ which engrossed me for weeks – till I had read through The Game, most of your posts, most of Roosh’s posts and even some of VK. And then some of Style’s and Mystery’s videos. It helped me heal after a traumatic breakup and appreciate the world again. To say that this has changed my life would be an understatement.

Needless to say, I have been heartbroken by my life in America. I am an immigrant with visa restrictions on a tight budget and a murderous schedule. Spare money and time are both hard to come by. After a lot of careful planning and budgeting, I have manage to work out a schedule which allows me to hit the clubs (in a 2nd tier city) at least once every couple of weeks, of which tonight was the first night. A brief description:

Started off at 2300 at a random club filled with early 20s college kids. Couldn’t muster the courage for any approaches, acted like a wallflower till I was buzzed enough to make it to the middle of the dance floor. Decided to move to another place since I felt I had lost the first-mover advantage here. Next club I ended up at was full of random dudes hitting on a shrinking pool of eligible females. Tried dancing with whichever spare girl I could find. A lot of them turned away, one said hi and then started fidgeting with the club photographer’s camera before sticking her tongue down another guy’s throat. Several others turned their backs. I’m stumped by this behavior. I can understand 8s and 9s doing this, but this is the response from every fucking girl. Is this some sort of middle-America racism? Because all these chicks are white, probably several generations born and raised in the same county. I was unsuccessful the last time I tried too. I’ve heard the lamest of!
responses – from “my boyfriend’s waiting outside” to “we’re lesbians” and “will you buy us a drink?”. But tonight I’ve finally decided to seek help because its driving me insane.

(This will sound beta, but then isn’t asking for any help beta after all?) Please look over any structural/grammatical incoherence since this is coming after a mindfucked night and ~10 drinks.

PS: I’m patriotic too but some of your right/libertarian views on immigration and world politics are unagreeable.

This email was sent to me by someone whose name was written in what looked like the Cyrillic alphabet. First, I will say that if you are going through college poon-free you are doing yourself a grave disservice. At no other stage in life will there be as much easy opportunity for fine ass as during the time you are in college. Yes, even in those majors where the ratios are skewed heavily in favor of men. After all, the campus is a big place that swarms with women from other majors.

On the other hand, since you are coming to America from an Eastern European country I understand your disappointment with the local goods. Every American man I’ve spoken to who has spent some time in East Europe has raved about the quality, quantity, femininity and approachability of the Slavic siren. You are in for a rude awakening here, my friend. Our women are the bitchiest conceited cunts in the world, save perhaps British broads. I suggest bringing whatever thug-lite Russian game you have left in your veins to bear on the American co-eds of your worst nightmares.

On to your sordid tale of woe. Sir, I simply can’t believe you made it through a several year relationship without popping your cherry. I’m certain this violates some quantum law of physics, and your extraordinary act of betatude has doomed the cosmos to a massive rip in space/time. Most likely, you were never in a “serious several-year-long relationship” like you think you were. Most likely, your “girlfriend” was never in love with you, never felt like your girlfriend, and probably got some cock on the side, regardless of the perverse arrangement you had with her. I know this sounds harsh, but the first step on the journey to alpha enlightenment requires facing the ugliness of reality head on.

I will also say this: I know it is much MUCH harder for a male immigrant like yourself to make it in this country than it is for a female immigrant. It is simply a law of biomechanics that a young, reasonably attractive immigrant girl will find herself besieged with assistance from American men and from our institutions, and her route to employment, friendship, love, and citizenship much smoother than yours. It is unfair but no one said life was fair.

Point one: Use your accent to your advantage. I used to know a couple Russian guys who were *ashamed* of their accents and this shame prevented them from approaching American women for fear of not being understood or thought uneducated. I tried to tell them that many types of accents are very sexy to American women and they should view their own as a leg up in the field. So to you I say lay that accent on thick, and speak slowly, like a Communist party apparatchik with multiple assassinations on his resume. Feed into people’s positive stereotypes and think of yourself in the way that others think of you if it helps your self-image. You are now a Russian spy with Polonium-210 issues. (If you are not Russian, then change it up to reflect a positive stereotype from wherever you happen to be. For example: African prince, Chinese martial artist, scion of Greek shipping magnate, Italian Lothario, Canadian Canadian… you get the picture.)

Point two: Banish thoughts of your virginity from your head. Indeed, remove the word itself from your vocabulary. Don’t say it, don’t write it, don’t think it. Dwelling on your virginity will only cripple your game in the field. Focus only on your moments with girls that left you with good feelings, like the time that one girl smiled when you cracked a joke.

Point three: Drop the dancefloor game and work on your conversational game. Approach girls waiting at bars for drinks and open them with an observation about one of the dancers or a cocky line about her wanting to meet you because she bumped into your arm. Dancefloor game should be viewed as a supplement to regular game.

Point four: If 5s and 6s are turning their backs on you immediately, then you are giving off a horrible whiff of betaness. You say you are reasonably good looking, so hideous ugliness is not the cause. It’s probably your body language, your fashion sense, and/or the first words out of your mouth. If you are a bad dancer, that could kill your chances right quick on the dance floor. Most bad dancers don’t realize how bad they look until someone tells them or they catch themselves in a wall length mirror.

Point five: Stop drinking so much. Copious amounts of liquor will ruin your game. A couple drinks is fine to loosen up.

In conclusion, all I can tell you, since your problem isn’t one specific issue, is to study game and start applying its teachings in the field one lesson at a time until you stop getting insta-blowouts. There is light at the end of the tunnel, I promise.

PS: I’m patriotic too but some of your right/libertarian views on immigration and world politics are unagreeable.

I welcome you to our magnificent (for now) country, but know this: The Eden which brought you here can rot and disappear under the shadow of its own moral purity. In fact, it is happening right before your eyes. The rains become the flood, the parasites become the host. Closing the door behind you isn’t hypocrisy; it’s an act of ego-transcending clarity.

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Reader Mailbag: American Disintegration Edition

Email #1

Enjoy the blog- you are a philanthropist indeed.

Anyway, a great post would be this- (I am in the midst of a tough decision):

Give up a (low status, enjoyable, kicked back) job, for (top 5 ranked lawschool) after three years of big city penury as a student again.

For various reasons, the road forks exactly at this point in my life. Any general thoughts you have on the role of career/$ vs. everything else in improving game would be welcome.

Good looking, game potential.

And no, I’m not above paying for it (I’m a quality not quantity guy)

Which path through the yellow woods holds the greater bliss?

Anon

The answer to your quandary isn’t as obvious as most people would presume. The typical mediocrity would, of course, tell you to go to law school and slave away, sacrificing the last ounce of your soul for the “prize” of landing a quality woman who will be the perfect wife and mother of your future children. But I look around and see CEOs and captains of industry with frumpy, fat wives, and contrast them with the mangy, dirt poor DJs I see at the local indie hangout boffing cute young chicks. You observe enough of this and you begin to wonder if the conventional wisdom has it wrong.

All else equal, a guy with a high status job and big bucks will clean up better with women than a guy who doesn’t have those things. Rarely is all else equal, though. The biglaw douche will, in time, begin to coast on his career status as substitute for game, eventually attracting the sort of scheming women for whom status and money matters more than anything else. Since I am a man who truly loves the company of women and loves being loved by women, I have no interest in a coldly calculated barter arrangement where I trade my resources for her love. I’ve seen the matrix and know that undefiled love is possible, despite the cultural inertia and constant drumbeat of societal directives to the contrary.

If you want to play the averages, then go to your top 5 law school and game a bunch of cunty lawyer chicks into bed, followed by the unceremonious dumping they so karmically deserve. You will be doing the Lord’s work. But know that you’ll always be looking over your shoulder — at the date trying to tease out your salary, the wife whose pussy dries up when your black AMEX does, the ex-wife whose love for you runs as deep as the best divorce lawyer she could hire — and sinking deeper and deeper into moribund cynicism. At least when you pay for a professional whore, you know she’ll have the integrity to deliver the goods. Bottom line: you will need the best Game at your disposal to avoid this fate.

Email #2

I recently found your blog and think it’s terrific. Your points are right on target, especially concerning the state of women in US coastal cities. The sense of entitlement some of these women have is mind boggling.
I know you’re not a fan of marriage, but what other choice do men have a we get older? The ‘sweet spot’ of women aged 22-27 will become less attainable as we age and therefore the single life will become much less appealing. It will be a sad state of affairs when my only market is women aged 30+ who hold enormous psychological baggage.

And what about loneliness? As friends become married and have kids, the social circle of a single guy becomes smaller. I feel like marriage becomes the only choice, by default. As Chris Rock stated ‘Married and bored, or single and lonely’..

I appreciate your thoughts and advice. Thanks.

R.

Hookers and liquor. That’s how I plan to live out my old age.

If marriage wasn’t such a brutal ass maiming for men; if it wasn’t an institution as currently constituted so intrinsically opposed to men’s interests; if it wasn’t so damnably evil and buried up to the neck in a shitpile of its own making, I’d say go ahead and get married, no worries mate. Just grab yourself a little mistress loving on the sly. No truly good and honorable wife would deny her husband that pleasure. A good wife understands and accepts the reality of the male sex drive.

But we don’t live in that world, so you’d be a fool to get married. You can have all the benefits of marriage in a loving, long term relationship, without any of the negatives.

If, like me, you want to experience the incomparable pleasures of young women’s flesh for as long as possible, you won’t reach that goal through marriage. In fact, getting hitched will only hinder the fullest expression of your manhood, unless you routinely run wedding ring game. Tight game and staying in shape will expand the age disparity within which you can successfully seduce.

Email #3

A bit of fodder for your ongoing hilarious experiment in creative writing:

What’s up with Ashton Kutcher marrying a has been like Demi Moore? On one hand, you have a guy who is tailor made to be an “alpha” who should by rights line up all the hot “poon” he could possibly handle for the next 30 years, at least.

Instead, he marries a once hot-but-now-not has been actress 15 years his senior?  Sure, there’s more to life than screwing an endless line of hot movie starlets (I guess).  Why, however, wouldn’t a guy with his kind of options settle (if he must) for someone younger, hotter, richer, more successful instead of washed-up, w/o kids, etc. etc.?

I just find it odd, and a bit confusing.  Simple Oedipus complex issues or mayhap the alpha vs. beta duality of men isn’t quite as simple and clear cut in all cases?

Anon

For every Ashtun Kutcher there are a hundred Donald Trumps trading in their has-beens for the latest and greatest still-got-its. Don’t get hung up on the glaring exceptions. They exist to give desperate cat ladies a sliver of hope.

Also, we don’t know if boy toy Kutcher is banging sweet young things on the side that Demi conveniently ignores. You’d be surprised the kind of indignities a soon-to-be wall victim cougar like Demi will endure to keep up the delusion that she’s still primo pussy estate to the vast majority of men who matter.

Email #4

You’re a prolific and committed blogger– almost every post shows real insignt and obvious writing skillz.  Why do you put so much energy into this?  don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy reading what you have to say and would be more than a little sad if you stopped writing but I can’t help but wonder what’s in it for you?

~t.

Personal amusement. Oh, and I don’t put much time and energy into this. On average, each post takes me a half hour to an hour to write. I type fast. Since I don’t watch more than an hour of TV per week, I have plenty of free time to indulge my sadistic delights.

Email #5

Hi,
You seem to have really great insight into the male mind (and that of women, as well). I love reading your blog.
I wanted to ask you a question and it’d be great if you could give a bit of advice, no matter how brief as I’m sure you’re busy.
I’m 22 and I’m pretty sure (as bad as this may sound, at least I’m being honest) I’m attracted to intelligent, older men with means.
I am interested in getting married and (sorry to say, it’s true) being taken care of to some degree. I have no fear of committing this young.
I’m finishing my degree soon at a top Ivy League, and would like to pursue a career. I have no shortage of abilities to be successful on my own. But the idea of being a homemaker and mother is equally appealing, albeit an educated homemaker, to a strong, older, and successful man.
What should I do to accomplish this?
I took your dating value test and scored “nascent alpha female.” I get regular attention and looks, I speak French as well as English, and I have modeled, as well. I have been told by many, male and female, that I’m very attractive and well-dressed / put together. I know my being a black female is a drawback. I’m not picky about the man, and I don’t go for looks as much as I do for intellect and ambition… although I am more attracted to white / European men in general.
I’m 5’7”, slim, and I dress well. I have long, straight hair, have been told I have a “perfect” nose and most men compliment me on my legs, lips, and smile.
I’m not afraid of commitment at this age and I am not really interested in men in my age range who seem to only offer sex and / or companionship.
I would like to marry an older guy with means, yes an alpha male in that sense, and I don’t have qualms about his infidelity.
Ultimately I would just like love and stability, as the wife of an accomplished man.
What is your advice?

Thanks,
a regular reader

Were you raised in Eastern Europe by any chance? Foreign girls, particularly East European girls, love the allure of older, sophisticated men. It’ll be my destination before the grim reaper of sexual obsolescence calls my number.

If you are the nascent alpha woman you claim you are, i.e. 8 or higher, then you will have no problem accomplishing your goal. The fact that you’re black pales in relevance to the beauty you bring to the table, so don’t worry that your race will get in the way of you finding and attracting a successful white/European man. Men look first at beauty, then at everything else, and race is down there around “obvious personality defect” in terms of importance. Now there will be some men, especially those for whom family and social status matter immensely, who will balk at marrying a woman of a different race (though they will have no such issues when contemplating you for bang worthiness). Since your window of highest sexual market value is short, it behooves you to filter those types of men so that you don’t waste time on pump and dumpers. Focus on entrepreneurs, business owners, and other similarly situated men. They will be more independent-minded than the suck-up corporate lackeys who infest the law firms and boardrooms. Screen for men whose parents are dead, or who don’t have much extended family. They are less beholden to anyone else’s judgment of their choice in women. You might want to date Scandinavian men, as I’ve heard they are especially enamored of the chocolate love.

One more thing: keep your legs closed for at least three dates. Easy pussy access devalues a woman’s marriageability. Let the man know you are into him through your flirty coyness. Only lower quality women with limited options have to turn to the hard sell to capture a man’s attention. No man, not even the feminist beta males who go by the designation “man”, wants to marry a slut.

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