Amazon’s Takeaway Game

The globalist warehouse of planned obsolescence consumerism, Amazon, uses the same Takeaway Game that Trump and PUAs use to seduce their respective objects of love. Reader Mutant Seven notices the relevant algorithm,

I was howling over today’s post, “Trump’s Takeaway Game.” The takeaway close is a brilliant maneuver and I fall for it every time – even though I know about it! I keep a bunch of shit in my Amazon “save for later” queue, just to monitor the price fluctuations. These are things I want but don’t at all need. (A lot of people must do this, and the Amazon AI overlords must cackle in fiendish glee every time we take the bait.) Let’s say there’s an item in my queue for $10, for example a new pair of handlebar gel grips. I see it at $10 day after day but all I do is stare at it. Then it starts to move. It goes up to $11.29. The next day $13.01. The day after that $14.75. Now I’m legitimately pissed. Shit, fuck, goddamn! I could have had those at $10. Now they’re way out of price. No way! Then a few days later it drops to $9.99. Man, I jump on that baby like it was a magna cum laude grad at Beverly Hills Cosmetology Tech. Bam, it’s mine now! Hahaha!!

Oh wait, I still didn’t really need it.

Works every time.

You can call it a brain hack. I prefer to call it a pussy pry, given that my amazingly prime (heh) consumer base is lithe ladies.

All goal-oriented language has an element of seduction, and Game denialists who support Trump should know they are as much in thrall to their happy manipulation as any “BPD damaged bar slut”. (self-refuting sneer quotes added for effect).

I wonder if something similar to Takeaway Game can be redirected to utterly discredit and socially isolate Jeff Bezos’ anti-Trump rag, the Washington Post-Op? Flood the gynecomasperger social media hives with broken links to “this great Wapo article DEMOLISHING Trump”, wait for unfulfilled ego validation to build, and then “fix” link to point to whatever mildly anti-Hillary article you can dig up on Wapo. A little bait-n-switch mixed with heightened anticipation and higher buying temperature could yield a lot of snapped shitlimbic systems.

Trump’s Takeaway Game

There’s a lot of overlap between Game and sales techniques. Many modern Game tactics are adaptations of older sales tricks, (and probably many sales tricks are adaptations of even older ancient seduction wisdom).

The Takeaway has an esteemed pedigree, useful for closing all sorts of deals, from the Oval Office to, well, the oval orifice.

[A] takeaway is the act of feigning disinterest in a woman for the purpose of increasing her attraction for you, and thus your likelihood of bedding her. This fake disinterest can be as simple as a backturn, or an unannounced abrupt exit from a conversation. Takeaways are the Swiss Army knives of seduction, as they can be used at almost any point during the pickup, with equal effectiveness. For instance, a takeaway can set the right tempo early on by making a girl chase you for conversation instead of the other way around, or a takeaway can be employed during foreplay to get a girl to drop her last minute resistance to sex. […]

UNWITTING GIRL: I’m having a really good time.

DEVIOUS YOU: Me too. I’d like to have a drink with you back at my place, but…

UNWITTING GIRL: What?

DEVIOUS YOU: I dunno. I’m trying to turn over a new leaf. I think it means a lot more when things aren’t rushed. Maybe wait a little. You’re the kind of girl I want to take it slow with. Call me crazy, but that’s how I see it now.

Now after this, most likely she will say “Aw that’s so nice” and agree with you. Then you will be left asking yourself, “Hey, I thought this was supposed to work as advertised? She just called my bluff!” Settle down, Anakin. This takeaway works it’s magic on a delayed cycle. Continue the date as usual, and invite her over to your place anyhow. You won’t need an excuse because you’ve already told her nothing will happen. What you’ll notice instead is an increase in her compliance that you would not normally have gotten. Though you “confessed” only hours earlier, in so many words, that you wanted to wait for sex, she will find herself inexplicably moving things faster in the direction of your hidden agenda. The phony virtue takeaway has preemptively disarmed her anti-slut defense. She will rationalize that you are not forcing her to do anything because you’re “not that kind of guy”, and your road to sex will suffer fewer impediments.

You might be surprised to learn who else uses Game:

Donald Trump.

As Jay Five (aka Cinco Jotas, Twatter handle @JayFivekiller) explains, Trump “takeaway closed America into making him president”. It was evident in last week’s masterful push-pull seduction ploy that Trump unloaded on the voters and the media when he “softened” his anti-immigration stance in the weeks leading up to his meeting the White Mexican el presidente and then delivering a fire and brimstone speech in Arizona that recapitulated his best-of immigration restriction hits.

Trump just pulled a classic sales technique on Mr. and Mrs. America.  It’s called the Take Away Close. […]

Starting a couple weeks ago, Trump began to take away his original offer.

“Oh, well, maybe what you really want Mr. & Mrs. America is our cut-rate, guaranteed-porous Virtual Wall 2000. And maybe I can package that up with some sort of tax-scheme amnesty.”

Those of us who’ve already committed based on the original offer, start to flip our s**t. And the people who wanted Wall-MAGA, but couldn’t commit because of price, or whatever, have an emotional reaction. Now, THEY REALLY WANT WALL-MAGA!!  They’re disappointed. It seems like it’s not available anymore. And, just like that, there’s a s**t-ton of emotional energy around the Trump campaign, most of it negative, and it’s building. Ann Coulter is pissed off. Fash the Nation is black pilled. We’re grumbling and Trump is waffling. All eyes are on Trump. What’s he going to do? [..’]

Suddenly, in a spectacular coup, Trump overcomes the biggest objection  (“Trump is too unstable to be president”) and adds more value to the original offer.

“You were worried that I wasn’t Presidential?  Watch this… I’m not just giving you Wall-MAGA. I’m deporting the criminal aliens on day one. First hour in office.”

I wonder what Pleasureman thinks of the idea that our man Trump uses Game — the very same Game that degenerate PUAs have been teaching for years — to seduce the voters?

Heh, I say. (I rib because I love)

Are The Globalist Elite Taking Their Cue From The Movie “Network”?

Via a Steve post that bitingly mocks David Brooks’ platitude slinging with an impressive economy of words, commenter guest adds,

Brooks: Those who try to reduce politics to these identities do real violence to national life.

For anyone wondering what an empty platitude looks like.

I don’t think it is empty. It’s very revealing. Not just for the psychology behind it, but for what it actually says. It empties out the term “nation,” admittedly, but that is what they, the Brooks types, think a nation is. A big nothing, full of interchangeable people. Or consumption units, if you will. You do damage to the Big, Empty, Interchangeable Nation when you take the consumption units and “reduce” them to their particular attributes.

Then you make all these smaller units, which might not get along. That’s what Brooksites think, anyway. In reality, the identities are real. It’s the Big Empty image that’s an illusion. And the identities will fight; there will be blood. You can’t avoid it by redefining “nation” to preclude their existence.

Shorter version: Diversity + Proximity = War. Anyhow, this talk of “interchangeable consumption units” sounds awfully familiar. Another Sailer commenter, Njguy73, excerpts the relevant connection,

“You are an old man who thinks in terms of nations and peoples. There are no nations. There are no peoples…There is only one holistic system of systems, one…dominion of dollars…There is no America. There is no democracy. There is only IBM, and ITT, and AT&T, and DuPont, Dow, Union Carbide, and Exxon. Those are the nations of the world today….We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies, Mr. Beale. The world is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business, Mr. Beale. It has been since man crawled out of the slime…” –

Arthur Jensen (Ned Beatty) to Howard Beale (Peter Finch), Network, 1976 film

The consumerization of nation requires the eradication of racial identity, because only race and nation affiliation obstructs the uninterrupted wealth aggrandizement of the symbol manipulators. Globalist ruling elite have taken the message of Network to heart. guest qualifies,

Network, like all things liberal, is pointed the wrong way. We had a country with business in charge, once, and it didn’t look like this. Ideas and idea-men have the power. It’s universities, NGOs, and permanent governments, the managerial elite, who are in charge. They run the corporations, too. Business is along for the ride and allowed to benefit.

Lag time is a factor in these monstrous social upheavals. 1950s American business class didn’t look like they do today, but they agitated for the global order that has erupted in the past fifteen years, and planted the seed that would grow into the multikult kudzu draining the nation’s soil of her life-giving blood.

The 2016 American election pits two ideas of such majestic consequence that it really can be considered a life or death choice: will we be a dominion of dollars (or renminbi), or a nation of people?

Outwitting The AMOG From Afar

The AMOG, to freshen memories, is pickup shorthand meaning “alpha male other guy” or “alpha male of the group”. It usually refers to the man in a mixed group of friends (or just-met acquaintances) who gets a lot of attention from girls (and from sycophantic beta males). It has a negative connotation; the AMOG is often depicted as an entitled “douchebag” who interrupts the beta male’s masterly logical exegesis on the subtle evidence of his sexual worth with a joke at the beta’s expense. This, of course, makes the girls swoon for the AMOG and commence in-fighting for the pleasure of his douche-y company.

Knowledgeable and experienced men of the Game regard the AMOG as a potential courtship-killer, similar to the fat chick cockblock dragging her cute friend away just when things start to heat up between the two of you. Game tomes have thus delved deeply into tactics for defusing the AMOG threat, typically involving befriending and/or “choding”. Cf., “hey man the gay bar’s down the street. it’s not my scene but i don’t judge”.

In this post I’ll discuss an AMOG sub-species: the AMOG from afar. This is the conspicuously HSMV man who, even at a far distance, can preoccupy the minds of women, sometimes to the point where a girl will look at him lustfully WHILE she’s happily enjoying your rapport.

The AMOG from afar captures roomfuls of female interest, and can thus be quite a daunting obstacle to greenhorny aspiring womanizers who have yet to master control of their wavering self-perception. This AMOG may command women’s gazes on pure looks alone (very rare as a % of the number of times you go out to meet women) or he commands it on pure self-confidence and swaggering deftness leading social interactions. Sometimes he’s famous, sometimes he’s just a guy who happens to know everyone at a party (except you).

I’m sure there are numerous effective methods for neutralizing the focal-point AMOG stranger, so what I present here is just what has worked for me a few times. The traditional anti-AMOG tactics don’t really apply, because it’s hard to outwit a high value man when he’s killing your buzz by his mere uncomplicated presence.

A semi-famous dude showed up at an event I once attended. I was hamster pellets-deep in an attempted pickup of a sassy blonde when her eyes drifted and then locked onto the long-distance AMOG. Immediately recognizing the ego landmines that were now in view, and the chance that my flaxen muse might accidentally find herself sly-stepping into the AMOG’s visual identification zone, I pulled out the one card that’s never failed to redirect attentions back where they belong.

LUCIFER’S EXTENDED PHENOTYPE: *I glance over at the AMOG, squint, and rub my chin dramatically* Damn that guy is an unstoppable a force of nature. A real ladykiller. Good thing I can do this… *I jam out with my air guitar*…Air guitar champion, 2008 Regionals. You’re not going anywhere now.

Cheesy? Yup. Effective? Yup. She laughed. And the Gayme was on.

“Punk’d” For The Pattern Denial Generation(s)

The “Spot the Common Denoginator” post got me musing about a memetic warfare idea that has real potential: A “Punk’d” type of hidden camera TV show that would simultaneously entertain and insidiously uncuck Americans of their race equalism religious belief.

An unlocked bike (with a taser installed in the seat for maximum lulz) is a tempting target in black neighborhoods, but what about that lonely bike placed in an all-White town? What about comparing and contrasting the neighborly response to the unlocked bike in Detroit, Fargo ND, and Charleston WV? How about a special episode based on zip code: the bike propped up at, say, Tim Wise’s block vs the bike stationed at a block full of Tim’s Wise’s favorite nonWhite shock troops?

Secretly recorded video of this nature would open a lot of eyes, or at the least shut a lot of dumbfuck shitlib mouths.

In fact, my idea is SOO GOOD I offer it free of charge to any social scientist with half a ball left who wants to supercharge the relevancy of their field of study.

Game And IQ

I’ve argued (in this post and indirectly as a question in the Dating Market Value Test for Men) that raw smarts isn’t especially relevant to a man’s romantic success. A high IQ may help in the mate market, but probably won’t help nearly as much as nerds hope.

The best that can be said for having a quick wit as a man is that it’s associated with perceived charisma, which is sexually attractive to women. (And that’s how I see it in everyday life; the charming men have a silver tongue lubed by white matter to spare.)

Another net benefit of male high IQ may be a slightly increased desirability as a long-term relationship prospect. Women seeking long-term lovers will place greater emphasis on those male character traits that suggest a willingness to settle down and get to the job of providing for her future brood.

Mostly, though, high IQ is largely superfluous to pickup, beyond what it can do to elevate a man’s witty repartee.

Reader zdeno adds to the Heatristian judgment on male IQ and sexual success:

In my mental model of game and genetics, everyone is imbued with two qualities that are both mostly genetic: 1) Natural game, i.e. good looks, charm, athleticism, social acumen, and 2) Ability to consciously improve game through applied effort, i.e. intelligence, conscientiousness, openness to experience.

What percentage of people have the intellectual ability to actually read about and understand the evolutionary background of human female sexual behaviour? Or even just memorize routines?

Style, Mystery, TD and others like them had weak natural game, but could understand and apply theoretical game very well. Someone like gunwitch had strong natural game plus a reasonably above-average ability to apply new concepts.

FYI, old-timer PUA Gunwitch was arrested for domestic assault a couple years ago, if I recall correctly.

So on one hand, you have the anti-PUA’s who claim that game is generally ineffective, attractiveness is immutable, etc. They are idiots. But there are also a lot of new-agey, “all-of-your-limits-are-in-your-MIND” PUA’s who are equally unrealistic. A short, ugly, slow-witted man who dutifully studies game will never out-seduce a smarter, better-looking man who puts in the same amount of effort.

This is generally true (although I have seen instances of dumber men out-seducing smarter men, simply because the former didn’t get caught up in their heads, and had a street urchin’s facility with spontaneous badinage). But I agree with zdeno’s overall point that more IQ — UP TO A POINT — is better than less IQ in the realm of romance. I qualify my agreement because I’ve known too many men with stratospheric IQ who suffered from debilitating personality flaws, like social ineptitude, weirdness, creepiness, or jarring body language tics.

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Reader johnny caustic chimes in:

What is the _reason_ why humanity’s most brilliant writers couldn’t figure out what women are sexually attracted to over several millennia?

Well, to be fair, a lot of brilliant writers did in fact figure out what women want. The problem is that their insights keep being ignored by the generations that follow.

Because the markers of a man’s fitness have to be _difficult_to_fake_, so a woman isn’t easily fooled into falling for a less fit man. Evolution programmed women to respond to male behaviors that males don’t recognize as being special at all, because those are the most reliable indicators. Guys wind up thinking that women are primarily attracted to money or looks or expensive cars because they literally don’t perceive the very traits in men that are getting women wet.

Good point. This is why the concept of game is so difficult to grasp for so many; and, in fact, a lot of game principles — like body language, qualification, negs, and kino escalation — are a bit esoteric for the less-than-averagely smart man to comprehend. You can’t improve your attractiveness to women if you have no clue what women find attractive, and if in fact your male cluelessness is an extended phenotype of women’s inscrutable mate selection criteria.

Some claim that Game operates on a premise of flawed female detection. That is, Game exploits a bug in the female mate acquisition algorithm, leveraging the fact that women subconsciously resort to short-cuts and proxy cues to ascertain a man’s alpha bed cred. Now of course, male looks are hard to spoof (although looks can be improved with better framing, i.e., more stylish clothes), but many other male attractiveness traits are spoof-able. (Even wealth. There’s a known pickup trick in circulation involving the use of fake ATM receipts.) Game, under the Flawed Female Detection theory, is essentially a system for changing the optics of an average man to resemble that of an HSMV man with social status, charm, power, dominance, and (perhaps most crucially) ZERO FUCKS GIVEN outcome independence aka sexual market options.

So, a case can be made for the FFD theory, but an equally valid case can be made for the theory that women are perfectly attuned to what they want in men, just as men are, and that a significant part of what women want are men with the charming/asshole-y/jerkish/PUA behavior that Game attempts to deliver. This latter contra-FFD theory rejects the notion that jerkboy charisma is a cue for some other, nebulously related, male trait, and asserts instead that the jerkboy charisma ITSELF is a male attractiveness trait that women conspicuously desire.

This Fine-tuned Female Detection theory of female mate choice elegantly explains why it is not all that uncommon to see a man with no job or looks who somehow manages to hook up with scores of women through sheer confidence and swagger; the attitude he projects is a SELF-EVIDENTLY HOT COMMODITY, because women crave the love of men who act like they know women crave their love.

SoftWhites Vs SlavWhites

The Philosopher offers a needed corrective to this post about the failure of the proposition nation ideology that so animates the Anglo-Germanic White soul:

Just want to note that when you make the argument slavics and irish and italians and so on reduced the character of the nation, just remember the irish, italians and slavs are also the most pro white minorities and peoples in the west. Poll your readers: how many call descent from these rather than scandinavians and dutch? These nice people.

Scorcese’s taxi driver was making hbd arguments about cesspit new york 30 years ago. Slavic and irish are generally very r selected whites. With slavs being more intelligent but irish being more r.

They will stand at your side even more than most of the autistic leaning germanic descended cucks because these white ethnicities are more survivalist, even if their differential calculus ability or blind rule following is not 100%.

Trumps temper is 100% scottish.

The Philosopher makes a very astute point. The cultural landscape has changed. The White groups who once made America great now strive, unwittingly or intentionally, to destroy America, while more ornery white ethnics rise up as a last bastion against suicidal universalism.

So three cheers for the American SlavWhites and their high T refusal to bend the knee to the multikult mongrelization machine. Odin-willing, these outposts of White ethnic shitlords will crush the SoftWhites, hear the lamentations of their wive’s sons, and herald The Trumpening, altering the course of America for generations.