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♂😎SCIENCE😎♂ swoons for Game once again, or rather, for the biomechanical truths explored here at the Chateau. Via reader RedEleven, a slew of studies examining the role of biological sex differences in gaits and other physical motions (there is such a thing as throwing like a girl).

There’s a lab in Canada that does motion capture studies of people and has collected data and produced animations that show distinct differences in the male and female gait.

This interactive flash applet lets you adjust the masculinity-femininity of a wireframe animation.

http://www.biomotionlab.ca/Demos/BMLwalker.html

This WebGL version allows you to rotate the wireframe and toggle between dot mode and skeleton mode:

http://www.biomotionlab.ca/Demos/webgl_walker/webgl_walker.php

And here’s an excerpt from one of the studies they published:

“A framework is outlined that can be employed to obtain gender and other characteristics of the agent from human motion patterns and subsequently use this information to synthesize motion with particular, well-defined biological and psychological attributes.”

And from the discussion section:

“For instance the exaggerated male walker has wider shoulders than hips whereas in the female walker this ratio reverses. Male walkers display considerable lateral body sway whereas this is not the case for female walkers. Hip motion in male walkers is 180 phase shifted with respect to the hip motion in female walkers. The position of the elbows is very different in male and female walkers. Men tend to hold their elbows away from the body whereas women hold them close to the body. In general, the exaggerated man seems to attempt to occupy much more space than the exaggerated woman — a display not unique to the human species. ”

http://www.biomotionlab.ca/Text/WDP2002_Troje.pdf

There’s also an experiment that let’s you guess the gender of these 15-point figures as they walk, run, throw a ball, sit down, etc – based on data capture from real life.

http://www.biomotionlab.ca/Experiments/BMLmdsex/

That first biomotion link provides a few minutes of amusement if you adjust the sliders to MAXIMUM ALPHA MALE.

Male-Female: All the way to the male.
Heavy-Light: All the way to heavy.
Nervous-Relaxed: All the way to relaxed.
Happy-Sad: All the way to happy.

There you go, gentlemen. Mimic the walking motion of the MAXIMUM ALPHA MALE:

Elbows out.
Lateral sway in the upper body.
Knees high and out on the leg up-swing.
A little bit of bounce in your step. (“Get air” in your walk.)

In other words, lope like a pimp nigra.

j/k, but only sort of. Fact is, an alpha male gait that will turn on women is going to somewhat resemble a pimp roll. But Hwhyten it up. You don’t need to go the full gorilla to have an effect on lovely lady loins.

And whatever you do, don’t sashay your hips. Unless you’re John Scalzi, who is all about the swish.

BONUS: If you hoist iron, the resulting growth in your muscles and neural connections will naturally conform your gait into one that is more alpha male than beta male.

The second link is even funnier to watch in MAXIMUM ALPHA MALE MODE, (if not as educational), because it’s a full skeleton instead of a dot skeleton. You can practically see the silverback hair and prominent brow ridge.

How did you do on the “guess the sex” biomotion test at the last link? Your venerable Chateau host got 8/10 on the first sequence and 17/20 on the second sequence. Not bad considering the only clue to the sexes was a dot figure performing different motions. Do I know this because real world sex differences in gait and physical motion shape my impressions? Or do I know this because I was born with a mental template deep in my hindbrain that subconsciously informs my instinctive impressions? It’s probably both: Our genes create our sex differences, and our culture organically reinforces our genetic imprints.

Conclusion: The sexes are intrinsically, innately, immutably… biomechanically different!

Feminists, male and female? You there?

*crickets*

What about MAXIMUM ALPHA FEMALE MODE (i.e, how would an HB10 walk)?

Set the dot skeleton sliders in the first link to:

100% Female.
80% Light.
80% Relaxed.
80% Sad.

Try it, and I think you’ll agree that this female gait is the sexiest to male eyes.

Why? Because sex differences in mating psychology are telegraphed through our gaits. The HB10 is at her sexiest when she’s walking with:

– a 100% female gait
– a light step, but not so light she looks like a flaky slut
– a generally relaxed gait, but with a hint of nervousness that suggests vulnerability
– some perceptible sadness, because a 100% happy woman looks too strident and chirpy to properly ping those male radars for vulnerable faire maidens.

I hope this post has been as informative to open-minded readers as it has been hurtful and distressing to equalist fruit cups.

Update

Commenter mendozatorres notes that the more “male” the dot figure, the greater the “crotch thrust” and the wider the man-spreading! Spread those legs out, men, and let your hog light shine! The women want a show. And, vice versa, when the figure goes from male to female, the crotch area sways more, like a pendulum tantalizingly swinging a basket of fruit at its end.

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From commenter “its me”:

50/75/25/75 – effeminate homo/hipster walk lzozlzolzzolzzolzzozlz

It’s lzozlol because it’s true.

PS Fat-woman-who-has-given-up-on-life walk: 75/0/100/100. She looks like she’s ready to fall through the earth.

Reader chemtrails gets us up to speed on the latest Twitter silencing of crimethinkers.

Randi Lee Harper reported Heartiste:

“Cernovich & heartiste were both reported for a single tweet. Not spam/mass reported. Tweet had a pic of a boy child being raped.

Boy child? Um, no. The “youths” all looked to be well into their late teens and early 20s.

Along with a comment like “boys will be boys”. Graphic parts were hidden, but it was enough for me to step in. ”

Lemme guess… Randi Lee Harper, fat ugly bitter feminist hog with multi-colored hair and emotionally stunted hobbies? Am I close?

I can’t speak for Cernovich or whatever he wrote. As for the offending tweet that I’m sure Twatter lardos were breathlessly waiting for to rationalize their silencing of a long-hated foe, it was a retweet of a photo first tweeted by a black girl who was crowing about one of her boyz in da hood forcing another black guy to suck his dick at gunpoint in a narrow alley, to which was added the Heartistian comment “#NogJob If only this was a Death Star trash compactor *sigh*”.

The pic itself was pulled from the gatewaypundit blog (which was forwarded to CH by a reader). It was beyond obvious from the context of the @heartiste retweet that disapproval was being expressed for the depraved nature of the act being valorized in the original tweet by the black woman. It hardly matters if the photo was staged for laughs or evidence of a crime in action… the depravity can’t be missed either way.

Of course, the mentally prolapsed sjw leftoids at Twatter don’t take too kindly to the sort of Realtalk™ nuance that shits on their worldview, so they resorted to their only effective counter-attack: admin silencing.

They win… for now.

Update: Here’s Harper’s Twitter profile. Emotionally stunted hobby? Check.

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Randi Lee Harper is a pig-nosed headcase. And a hypocrite. And did I mention a zero-integrity, psychologically imbalanced loon? So in other words, your typical SJW loser with a circle of friends who masturbate into furry costumes.

Why do these defectives and cranks keep getting hired as gatekeepers for social media behemoths? How hard is it for normal people working at these places to say, “No, we won’t be hiring this whackjob with the meth face and permanent chip on her shoulder. But thanks for asking.”?

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Responding to a commenter who suggested appealing to Twitter support to get the account reinstated, Kate wrote,

Machete don’t make appeals.

Precisely. It’s the loser freaks like Randi Harper who will bend the knee to their betters.

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Reader Johannes writes about his past experience dealing with the bitter loser lying freak pig-faced fatty Randi Harper. (Is that enough abuse&harassment for you, purple-haired formulaic fagstress? Remember, it only stings if it’s true. Heh.)

It’s Johannes here — formerly xmj@FreeBSD.org — the ports committer Randi targeted in late June.

I am not sure if you’re aware of what happened there, so, below to this post, are the tweets of our encounter. Today, I’ve sent a mail that I am, as a result of her actions, prepared to *shrug* and stop contributing to the community she is member of, and whose rules she kicks with both feeds (that’s the nicest way of saying it).

You, and the whole community you’re in, have helped me become the Man I am now; which is almost the Man I am going to be (Rome wasn’t built in a day).

And I’d like to express my gratitude for what you’ve done, in writing and in-field 😉, as, Game works.

Always.

On anyone.

It’s overlapping with classical sales, with classical business theory, … once you’re Game-aware you’ll find its practitioners everywhere, especially among the higher ups.

So, keep up the good work. You’ve got many many friends in Estonia. [ed: estonia! the women! tres hott.] I can’t even count them on my hands anymore.

Best regards from Tallinn, that today is full of sunshine and 8-and-ups,

Johannes

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Johannes: .@lattera genius phrasing. @freebsdgirl have your followers stopped harrassing
the other side yet? 🙂
Randi: Given that you’re representing FreeBSD in your bio, you might want to rethink
how you talk about safe spaces & harassment. @xmjEE @lattera

Johannes: @freebsdgirl Given what you’ve said to me in private, you may want to
reconsider calling yourself Online Abuse Prevention expert.

https://twitter.com/xmjEE/status/613092018194132993
https://archive.is/pXKoe

Randi:

Found the GamerGater in FreeBSD. Only a ports committer. Reported him to the
foundation. This is going to get ugly.

Time to see if FreeBSD puts their money where their mouth is when it comes to
those defending harassment. First incident I’ve seen.

But given that his timeline is him RTing Milo & actually being stupid enough to
believe the bullshit, we really don’t need him.

https://twitter.com/freebsdgirl/status/613086713443803136
https://archive.is/1A8SQ

Randi: Now is probably the perfect time to remind you all of the missing stair.
http://pervocracy.blogspot.com/2012/06/missing-stair.html

Randi: Ignoring problem people in your community because they’ve been there a while
doesn’t help anyone. It discourages new blood from joining.
And if someone is representing your project while actively supporting rape
apologists, doxxers, and harassers, they have to go.
https://twitter.com/freebsdgirl/status/613097282418782208
2:31 PM – 22 Jun 2015 · Details
https://archive.is/qHGkz

Randi: It’s not every day that you find out a committer is a rape apologist, harasser,
and supporter of people stalking a woman in your project.
https://twitter.com/freebsdgirl/status/613103858965876740
2:58 PM – 22 Jun 2015
https://archive.is/mejdr

Randi: @LilyLemmer heads up though – the guy that you RTed, xmjEE, is the one i was
posting about originally. rape apologist, creepy abuser.
2:57 AM – 23 Jun 2015
https://twitter.com/freebsdgirl/status/613284640032305152

FreeBSD does not currently have a Code of Conduct. We haven’t needed it. This
was a mistake. All we have is this:
https://www.freebsd.org/doc/en_US.ISO8859-1/articles/committers-guide/rules.html

So, let’s use this as a learning experience. Institute a Code of Conduct for
your community *before* you need it.

Because, I’m going to be honest and criticize my own project here: that ruleset
is not suitable for community problems.

It’s pretty easy to plan for arguing-about-code problems. It’s more difficult
to plan for people that defend rapists & assist stalkers.

If someone in your community is against something as simple as a Code of
Conduct, then they shouldn’t be part of your community.

https://twitter.com/freebsdgirl/status/613113169054044160
https://archive.is/nZZx2

3:35 PM – 22 Jun 2015

Randi: @jeslach @gamoid I WILL FUCK BOTH OF YOU UP SO BADLY

9:50 AM – 23 Jun 2015
https://twitter.com/freebsdgirl/status/613388684017045508

Now, I gave this to my lawyer, and he charges $200 per hour. Of course, he thinks I have a case against Randi Harper, concerning libel, fraud, misrepresentation and a few other Big Names that will make her a very “financially deprived” person were I to win.

But then, as I am starting my third business – the second in Estonia, in fact — I have better things to do with my money than chase small, overweight, unattractive women with a twisted mind.

Too bad. Here’s to hoping someone eventually sues feminist fabulist Randi Harper into cat lady destitution. These cunts get away with this because no one will call them out. Everyone cowers when a bitter spiteful SJW shits out another runny stream of psychological projection. The cultural climate has to change, the losers have to be shunned back to the icy wastelands where they belong, before their disease rots the entire social fabric from the inside. Will one halfway alpha man with serum T levels above death at one of these social media companies finally say “no” to this degenerate freak mafia, and deny them the platforms to vomit their obese demons all over normal people?

PS #LoveWins!

Chicks with six pack abs: A problem that is, thankfully, for now, small enough to tuck away for use as a hypothetical. But maybe not for long. It seems our world is careening toward an androgynous, sexually unimorphic hell, populated with femininity-crushing fatties or muscular femmes carving their bodies up to high-T specs.

Reader mac speaks for the vast majority of men,

i agree about the abs. don’t like a big beer gut on a girl of course but i’ve never been into visible abs on a woman either. i don’t understand why young guys these days all want their women to be ripped like men.

They don’t. They just say that for PR.

not feminine at all and ugh is right.

Rippling six packs on women are almost as nauseating as distended rolls of pork fat. Both obscure in their own ways the nascent feminine form struggling to emerge and soak up the sun of horny male attention. A perfect female stomach is flat, soft, and subtly terraformed as if to guide the adventurer to the furrow below it.

So while obesity is the epidemic destroying the natural beauty of America’s women, there is an opposite trend, much smaller but almost as destructive, toward hardened, fibrous, X-Fit borgs anchored atop a fulcrum of narrowed boyhips, tromping city streets in flats and trainers, shoulder checking personal space invaders, all the while denying the truth of their essential female nature.

The answer to obesity isn’t the masculinization of the female form.

Softness and slenderness, these are the gravitational forces of purest femininity.

Serena Williams would weep, but she lost touch with that part of her femaleness a long time ago.

Hope Solo wouldn’t weep; she’d just crush your nads in her clenched fist like they were walnuts.

Another sign that we are living in the r-selected age of a rising cad/tramp society (and a declining dad/damsel society) is the perception among women that having a low marital market value (LMMV) won’t hurt their long-term romantic prospects or rebound to their eventual unhappiness.

Reader duderino writes,

I broke it off with a fuck buddy a while back and she posted this popular meme, directed at me.
“I’m not the girl you’re going to marry, but I’ll be the one you’ll be thinking about 20 years from now when you’re having polite sex with your boring wife who fakes her orgasm to make you feel better about your receding hairline”

Try-Hard Level 99: Unlocked.

It’s weird to live in a time when girls brag about not being wife material. To me this (and the weird new pop songs) is a defense mechanism. Girls are giving it up without even a realistic chance of commitment now, and this was their post rationalization they had any power in the situation. In the time society tells them they are supposed to be empowered, most of them are feeling cheap and used.

That’s why women have to keep telling themselves they are expensive and factory fresh. The more reality harshes their mellow, the bigger the toke they have to take off the anti-reality blunt.

She wasn’t anything special, for the record.

Duly noted, and duly unsurprised. (You will hardly ever hear exquisitely beautiful and exceptionally self-possessed women trash talk in this manner. IM THE TOWN HO YOU’LL BE JERKING OFF TO IN TWENTY YEARS is the pained oinking of mediocre m’ladies and bitterbitch spinsters.)

A lot of this is sour grapes. A girl who has a shitty personality and little in the way of looks to compensate will find it psychologically comforting to pretend to herself and others that she never wanted those juicy wedding day grapes hanging just out of her reach. The best thing to do with girls like this is set phasers to “ignore”. The butthurt attention whore fears social isolation more than anything. If you want to twist the cosmic shiv a little before departing her presence, answer her womanly rant with a curt “gay”.

Donning the CH sociological omniscience cap for a moment, the turn by women away from selling themselves as worthy marital properties (and a concomitant turn by men away from selling themselves as dutiful provider betas) is a totally expected emergent sexual market phenomenon when marriage rates are down, age of first marriage is up, fertility is down, the Pill is up, and women can generally get by economically supporting themselves and their bastard spawn through SJW enforcer jobs or government largesse (itself redistributed from the efforts of reviled white beta males).

The devil is in the details. It’s the little things like this — woman crowing about their low MMV — which escape datanauts and statisticians combing through coarse sociological signposts for theories about where we are and where we’re all heading. In time, the little details of societal collapse add up to an epic story of shit, and an ending no one can confuse for fiction.

A Proper Introduction

A reader whose handle I forgot asks,

I thought you might have a post about this or would have some good suggestions: you know when you’re in a big group of new people and they have a “introduce yourself” for everyone–and to say “one thing that is interesting about you”. What’s some good ideas that are appropriate but somewhat interesting for the ladies in the group? Something serious, something funny, joking etc

Your question appears to imply a formal setting, like a work retreat or a school function or an AA meeting. Am I right? Because if it’s a casual venue, like a bar, where one girl, the social butterfly, is rushing around trying to get everyone to meet each other, then the range of your workable responses would be much wider.

If it’s a casual context, may the charismatic jerkboy force be with you:

“My name is Santa Claus. Stop asking lame questions or you’re getting a lump of coal this year.”

If it’s more formal:

“Hi, I’m [Neptune’s Uni-Pronged Trident]. Something interesting about me…. I sleep eight hours a night.”

This is a form of self-disqualification, and in the right circumstances (such as this one), it can be a DHV — demonstration of higher value — to 1) answer a serious question with a glib reply and 2) self-deprecate when it is obvious that you don’t really mean it.

This is far from the only way to parlay a contrived social situation to your personal SMV advantage. For example,

“Hi, I’m [Loki’s Hammer Envy]. Something interesting about me… I tend to get into a little more trouble than it’s worth.”

The implication that you’re a badboy should be plenty to get the after-hours conversational ball rolling with any women in attendance.

¡SCIENCE! always seems to play catch-up to your grandparents’ wisdom. The COTW winner is hosswire (and his grandparents), adding a widely-shared observation to one of the many CH posts referencing social science studies that buttress Realtalk and taunt leftoids who consider science their BFF:

Science just keeps confirming the rule of thumb I now use to make sense of the world: Everything my grandparents told me is true. Everything my college professors told me is a lie.

The problem with academia is the complete lack of ideological diversity (coincidentally at a time when vibrancy diversity is all the rage.)

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Sentient is COTW runner-up.

“there are so many times in life when we miss out because we think the timing is wrong”

So true.  It saddens me to see all these earnest young guys, grinding through HS, then grinding through college, then grinding through corporate life.  Alive but never living…

You have NO IDEA what is going to happen, so don’t get caught up with the plans and projections…

I entered college at 17, transferred around quite a bit, ultimately dropped out a few credits shy of a bachelor’s degree, bored.  I had met my personal 10 by then, and then moved to live with her.  Married at 23.  Kid at 24.  Started my first company at 25 when I had no idea what do do with my life…  7 figure net worth at 30… sold company at 35… started new company… increasing net worth.  5 kids on and married 25 years…

You never ever know what is going to happen except this – IF YOU DO NOTHING, THEN NOTHING WILL EVER HAPPEN.

Try, fail, try again and for god’s sake LIVE your life…

Roy Batty wept.

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Reliably interesting commenter PA is second COTW runner-up.

Fucking a nurse or a doctor would become weird once you realize that her carnal knowledge of your man-parts is like no other woman’s because she’s cut and sliced sections of johnsons, yarbles, rectii, and the entire male pelvic basin in gross anatomy classes.

I’ve always felt that way about nurses, too, but wowjustwow do they like to fuck. Maybe it’s their better grasp of mortality?

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The New Heresy, twatting on Twatter, wins the COTW consolation prize.

What does it mean to be white? To construct a civilization whose decline is marked by outgroup altruism and ingroup malice.

The best shivs get to the point.

Letter #1

Reader theasdgamer wonders about a strange female behavior in the social media wilds.

Facebook tactics question: Why would a girl delete you as a friend and immediately send a friend request?

Other than for some unfamiliar technical reason beyond my ken atm, a girl might pull this “rejection-reengage” stunt to jolt you into (re-)noticing her. Which you did. So, it worked. This could then mean she likes you, or she likes cockteasing you.

Or, she might do this to test the strength of your interest in her. As a FB friend, she sits there like a lump in your ascii universe, but as a “refriend request”, she can know (well, in her mind) by the rapidity of your acceptance if she’s foremost in your thoughts. Maybe she surmises this is a way to get you into a courtly conversation she’s too shy to start herself, unsolicited?

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Letter #2

Jake asks,

Got a quick question.  I’ve been trying to get some insight on this idea but can’t find a straight answer.  I’ve been seeing this girl for about 3 months and want to make her addicted to me (it’s easier that way).  She’s out of town right now partying (basically) so when she comes back and expects sheer excitement for reuniting should I act mildly uninterested and maybe even tell her that I lost interest while she was away?  Or would it be better to communicate this non verbally and just with body language and distance rather?  Any help would be appreciated. Thanks a ton.

Don’t *tell* her you lost interest. In the realm of tenuous romance, asserting one thing is the same as admitting the opposite thing. She’ll see right through that.

First, a girlfriend who has been away for three months “partying” may as well be trespassed property. Unless you know for sure she’s head over heels for you, your working assumption should be that she got kinky with another lover during her straycation. Maybe not sex, but something illicit happened.

Did she contact you at all during that time away? If not, you may seriously want to consider silently demoting this girl from sole lover to spinning plate.

Under no circumstance should you let your butthurt light shine through. That means, in practice, continuing to act like a man who is confident his gf didn’t stray, loves him eternally, and couldn’t wait to get home to him. It also means, if you sense the pressing need to regain relationship hand, playing a little hard-to-commit. Acceptable ways to regain that hand:

– don’t be available when she gets home. let her stew alone for a short time wondering why you weren’t there for her, waiting with open arms.
– when you get to her place (or she to yours), grab her immediately and lift her to the bedroom for biblical knowing. if she resists in any way other than playful facetiousness, you have a strong clue she hoisted her furry furls onto foreign flagpole in her absence.
– tease her about having to fight off all the men while you weren’t watching. see if she gets nervous or squirrely.
– did she bring back a gift for you? be careful, this could be a trap. sometimes, girls buy gifts to alleviate their slut guilt.
– finally, give your relationship a breather. it’s been three months; you want her badly and she knows this. she’s in the driver’s seat. surprise her by acting noncommittal when she returns. don’t see her too soon, or too often, or for too long each time. make her work her way back to chasing you.

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Letter #3

Adam writes,

I have the question for you.  If you can give me your wisdom I will donate 100 bucks to you.  Man’s honor an a writer myself.

Why?  Why can women not say what they logically want???? Why did freud have to ask the question after 30 years of research “what do women want?”.  Why can’t they just say it?  Why do we have to analyze this?  Can they not explain themselves?  Are they conscious that they do not share this?  Is there an article I haven’t seen on your site that explains this?

Phew, breathe slowly!

No need for an exegesis. Summary explanation for women’s romantic opacity: If she tells you exactly what she wants, she’ll never know for sure if you’re giving her what she wants because she asked for it or because you were emotionally and gonadally moved by the scrotal spirit to give it to her. And, not to miss a crucial component, she’ll never know if you’re the PRESELECTED, LOVED-BY-OTHER-HSMV-WOMEN savvy man who knows from experience just what women need to feel alive.

All this stuff is encoded at the gene level, btw, so don’t expect it to be apprehended much beyond the boundaries of the hindbrain.

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Letter #4

Emailer HJ writes,

I’ve been following your advice and that of others in the sphere, but I’ve hit a problem which no-one seems to talk about too much, and which is really driving me crazy, namely, how do I get the girls to stop contacting me, messaging, texting, leaving voicemails, etc. They really demand an inordinate amount of attention, and it’s driving me insane.

Worthy humblebrag.

Endless nattering, and when you don’t reply, the hamster goes into overdrive and they start imagining all kinds of nonsense and telling you all about it. In a way I guess that’s good because it means that they’re chasing but jesusfuck – how to stop them being so needy and clingy and demanding of my most valuable resource – attention.

There are four ways to tackle this problem.

1. Establish your boundaries up front. If you let a girl know, in certain terms or by your unquestionable actions, that you aren’t in this for the long-term, you will reduce the likelihood of clinginess and attention-seeking behavior later on.

2. If it’s too late for (1), tease the girl about “being one of those stalker types, haha. i knew i should’ve trusted my gut about you”. Sometimes, a sly shaming will set a girl straight.

3. Give your girls more attention. I know, crazy talk, but if you’re serious about any of them, they will come to expect more from you than fly-by-night dickings.

4. Get better at screening girls for potential clinginess and attention-hogging. You need to know what to look for: Thousand cock stare, history of getting dumped by cads, child-like and superficial romanticism, middling beauty, prone to dramatic outbursts, talks a lot about her exes. You want to look for the type of girl who, in general, *can’t let go*… of anything.

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Letter #5

Richard, who writes with a style that suggest Eastern Euro provenance, is in pain, and would like your palliative.

Hello Chateau Heartiste proprietors and avid readers,

I have a question and problem at the same time. How do you get overconfident without being fake to yourself?

There’s your first problem: You have the wrong frame of mind. You’re not “being fake to yourself”, you’re “allowing the best of yourself to come out and play”.

There’s the situation – i’m currently 22 y.o. student and only recently i’ve become aware of the red pill. Now when i think about high-school years i see myself more leaning to blue side than red but i didnt kneel before almighty pussy. Now getting to the root problem – how do i get out of my head?

Touch, taste, hear, and smell more things. Seriously. When you go out, allow your physical senses to roam your environment. This will help take some of the load off your mental circuitry.

If you’re familiar with “genius failure paradox” you should get the idea i’m talking about.

The perfect is the enemy of the poon.

In my blue days i thought myself as a way smarter person than other males. It was like double-edged sword – the more i got better grades the more i withdrew from society. I tried to rationalize myself by saying to myself that i’m beyond this mere alpha/beta/omega context but actually i was bitter of my own low SMV.

If you think you have low SMV, so will girls. Or, more precisely, if you constantly berate yourself for a self-perceived low SMV, don’t be surprised if it becomes self-fulfilling. This is a form of “faking underconfidence”, which is as detrimental to your romantic success as overconfidence is beneficial.

As years progressed i became more and more withdrawn into “abstract” realm – i started to question my own identity like – whenever at this moment i’m real myself or just a mix of character features from other people?

Reimagining yourself doesn’t make you unreal. It makes you imaginative. Which chicks dig.

As for now i feel i’m quite familiar with red pill content but there’s a part of inner beta which i’m unable to kill because i have zero experience with girls in real life.

22 years old and zero romantic experience? You have some catching up to do, but don’t worry, there’s still time. Just know that the longer you go without sex and love, the bitterer you are likely to become, and the harder it will get to overcome your pussy drought. I don’t mean to pressure you into spergy overreaction, but you should start making some moves to improve your social skills.

I can be smooth-talker on internet but it’s useless to do the same in real life. I’ve been losing my edginess with each progressing year from 5th or 6th grade and i’m unable to reconnect with inner masculinity. Help would be much appreciated but maybe it’s too late?

You recall being edgy in 5th grade? Weird.

It’s never too late to become more interesting to women, but it can be too late to enjoy their company with unbridled abandon. So, yes, time is of the essence.

What you ask is far too broad to cover adequately in one blog post, but here’s a tip that’ll get you started:

You have to talk to a girl. Don’t choose a hottie as your first subject. You’ll be too nervous and intimidated. Don’t choose a fugly either. You’ll be too resentful and bitter. Find a sweet spot.. some average looking girl at work or at a place where there’s lots of environmental stimulus to spur conversation (ever picked up a woman waiting in line for a roller coaster ride?). Get your feet wet, your wheels spinning, your testes descending, and, slowly but surely, you’ll climb outta your funk. With each step up from the abyss, successive attempts at romance, magically, will seem easier. Because girls will begin to make them easier for you.

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