Email #1
What is the alpha way to suggest that your gf should watch her weight bc she has been gaining weight… I don’t like the passive agressive ideas [listed here].
Actually, some of those passive aggressive methods for getting a girlfriend to lose weight — like buying her clothes a size too small, or signing her up for yoga class under the pretense of “spiritually connecting” — are effective. So it’s a mistake to assume that alpha males never wield the carving knife of passive aggressiveness when doing so would be clearly personally advantageous. However, if you want to go the direct (i.e., lunkhead) route, then I offer the following suggestions:
– Brazenly flirt with thinner women while in her company. Women are hypercompetitive and hypersensitive to their declining beauty, and won’t fail to notice how much hotter are the girls who have grabbed your attention.
– Watch Girls with her and casually remark that you’re worried she’s starting to resemble Lena Dunham.
– Jab a roll of her fat and, with cocked eyebrow, mutter “hm” as if you’re inspecting a backed-up drain.
– Tell her in no uncertain terms that you will leave her if she gets fat. Stare at her stomach while saying this.
– Does she have a fat cat? Pick it up with its huge belly protruding, and tell her you guess it’s true how owners look like their pets.
– Ask if she’s auditioning for The Biggest Loser.
– Start calling her “my little honey boo boo”. If that doesn’t work, call her “my little honey boo boo’s mommy”.
– One morning, when you wake up, look at her naked body and say “What happened to you?!”
– Lose your hard-on during sex.
– Direct her to this blog. In particular, the “hungry hungry hippos” category.
CH will not be held responsible for any chubby girlfriend suicides that result from use of any of the above suggestions.
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Email #2
I live with my girlfriend who has no job. Should I pay for her or is that beta?
Depends how hot she is.
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Email #3
Since Red Pill ingestion I’ve noticed more subtle shots at my confidence/power from the people around me, as if they recognize (sense?) my alphaness and want to test it. This isn’t just shit tests from women (dates, co-workers), but men as well. Some of these people I’ve known for a while, others it’s my first or second interaction. Clever remarks, wise cracks, etc. They’re all over the place. I brush them off, certainly providing reactions (or inaction) a lesser man (blue piller) wouldn’t understand, and alas we all move forward because I didn’t give a fuck.
Because being unplugged has only been my reality for a few months (and I’m still learning), I wonder if I’m actually being challenged OR if I’m just more aware of the social dynamics/interactions/behaviors of people? Or is it both?
Both. You’re noticing things you never did before, and people are reacting to you in ways they didn’t before. People prefer their beta acquaintances stay predictably beta. A beta who makes a run for alpha disturbs the peace and introduces chaos to the comforting established order. Expect a transitional period from beta to alpha where you have to endure inordinate challenges to your maneuver for the throne. These challenges will be more intense and more frequent the less congruent your behavior seems and the quicker you push yourself into a new identity. This is the most difficult period on the way to becoming a better man, because you will be tempted to fall back on old habits to assuage feelings and avoid burning envy from natural competitors. Whatever you do, stay the course. People will fall in line if by your actions you demand their acquiescence.
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Email #4
I’m on my way home from an interview of sorts. Just before I turn the corner to head to my apartment I see a bar that I’ve had a few good nights at, but haven’t frequented in a while, so I walk in. The place is dead. Except for one solid 8 sitting alone in the middle of the room.
*I’ll skip a bunch of boring details here, but here are some (perhaps) not unimportant facts: We’ve both been in the city for about 5 moths now, I’m from X, she’s from Y*
We engage in conversation. An hour and a half passes.
But this isn’t your run-of-the-mill-casual-conversation-with-a-hottie. It’s deliberate. Calculated. Border-line cold, yet mostly consistent. There are some unspoken acknowledgements: she’s hot, and I know it, and she knows that I know it. I’m good with girls, and she knows it, and I know that she knows it. Sounds like a bit of a Mexican stand-off, eh?
Early in the conversation she had [intentionally, undoubtedly] revealed some information: “…yeah, I keep wasting my time on OK Cupid with these lawyers, all they want to do is argue…” [Translation: I’M SINGLE!!!]
[My brain: What the fuck is an 8 doing on OK Cupid? Is she lying? Is this beta bait to see how quickly I’ll make a move? Then again.. she is at a bar all by herself on a Wed night. How often do you see that out of an 8?]
This would have been a good opportunity for a neg. Ex: “I heard only lovable losers use OkCupid. What’s your excuse?”
The conversation continued slowly and deliberately, but not without intrigue. Our momentum died a few times.
An hour and a half of asexual chit chat is too long. You should have been turning up the heat sooner. Otherwise, you risk momentum-killing dead spots in the conversation.
When it did, I turned to the girl next to me and started chatting in attempt to arouse some jealously and get her to re-engage. She never did.
That’s because you never got her invested in you. You’re just another talkative schlub from her point of view.
The guy next to her tried to strike up a conversation a few times but she quickly blew him off. Each time I re-engaged she quickly re-joined our former conversation.
She likes you enough to talk, but the raw attraction is missing. She’s hoping an attraction will find fertile ground.
And that’s how it went. For a little over an hour.
By the end of the night, I felt pretty confident that I had her in the bag:
Ask yourself, do you sound like a man with an outcome independent attitude that chicks dig?
we had kept up a solid conversation, she had deflected attention from other guys, the vibe was there, she was just playing coy by not re-engaging me (or so I thought)…
Me: *standing up from the bar and putting my coat on* “Hey, I’ve gotta get outta here [pause for a few seconds, look a little distracted]… but before I do, put your number in my phone” *I slide my phone in front of her, on the bar and nonchalantly look away*
Never ask for a number at the end of the night. Go for the number when indicators of interest are there, get it, then just continue the convo as if the number exchange was the most natural thing in the world to have done.
This always works for me. It’s almost guaranteed to at least get the number close.
Her: *snicker* *shaking her head* “No, sorry, that’s now how it works, let’s just shake hands and say goodnight”
I swear I didn’t read ahead in your email. Looks like I predicted her lack of interest correctly. A decent teasing reply to this quasi-rejection would have been, “Shake your hand? Not so fast, you perv!”
[Honestly, my frame is a little shaken by this response. I didn’t expect this at all. Even when I’m dealing with very hot girls, after this much investment (read: an hour of conversation) I almost always get an enthusiastic number close]
I’m going to guess that’s because you typically hit on girls who aren’t quite as hot as this one. The hotter the girl, the tighter your game needs to be.
Me: [surprised] “Oh yeah? gonna keep trying your luck with OK Cupid huh?”
Experts detect a subtle note of butthurtness.
Her: “Yeah, guess so, I’ve just got way too much going on right now. We should just be friends anyway.”
She’s enjoying her sadistic cruelty.
Me: [re-gaining frame] “Ha, don’t be so goddamn presumptuous, maybe that’s all I wanted to be in the first place…” *smirk*
What she’s thinking: “Yeah, right.”
Her: “Oh yeah?… well…. ok then….” *she nonchalantly types her number in my phone*
[Note:] I never did get her name this whole time. Of course she didn’t put it in my phone, so I have no idea what it is.
Me: “Cool, see ya” *I leave*
Did you try to call the number?
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And that’s where I’m at. I maintained a pretty solid conversation with this girl the whole time. There were some definite attraction signals, but I’m dealing with a ball-busting bitch here.
The interaction did not end in my favor. After such a lukewarm number close, how do I re-open and get back in? What maximizes my chances at turning the tables? Advice is appreciated.
Again, did you call her number to check if it was real? You should have dialed it right then after she punched it in. If the number is real, call it and ask for the anonymous girl who pretended she wanted to be friends. If you do manage to get her on a date (long shot), go for the sexual escalation quickly, because I think there is a high risk here she will promptly try to box you in as an LJBF orbiter to guide her around the city as she prowls for alpha thug cock.
Look, she’s out on a Wednesday night alone, so you know she’s interested in hooking up. You know that she knows you’re a bit too smooth for your own good. So she’s got dual ASD bitch shields up: the first is her shield against being perceived a weeknight ho. The second is her shield against the predations of players. She needed you to deactivate her shields, and from what I can tell, you didn’t quite pull it off. You should have played the innocent “me, a player? no way” card, and pre-empted her Wednesday night friend request with one of your own, and THEN proceeded to sexualize the non-verbal aspect of your time together. That contrast is catnip to these kinds of women who WANT IT but don’t want to be perceived as wanting it.
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Email #5
A lot of my army buddies brag about how the military uniform makes ladies swoon for them and gives them a chance to DHV easily with war stories and such. Do you think a military uniform makes for a good game prop?
Day game, yes. Night game, no. You’ll look like a tool if you’re decked out in uniform at an urban nightclub. But during the day, there could be any number of reasons why you’d be wearing a military uniform, and that will intrigue girls.
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Email #6
Women do so much on their birthday it’s ridiculous…Women be pisces….still celebrating on Aries time…..27 acting like its their sweet 16…why do you think that is?
A pedestal atop a preexisting pedestal? What woman would turn that down?
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Email #7
I very new to game, and am learning the art in a rather interesting venue; an engineering university where there are 7 men to every 3 women.
Luckily, I’ve figured out that most of the men aren’t really competition because most of them are seriously hardcore pussy worshiping betas and omegas who don’t even appear on the women’s radar.
That said I only just tried my first approach (using game) last week, which was a big eyeopener as pretty much everything I’ve learned here worked.
Sadly I botched things by getting too enthusiastic later on and trying too hard (figures), but I learned a lot from it and those mistakes will not be made again.
That said there was one thing I observed during my first pursuit:
The (girl’s) Herd.
Like the adorable lemmings they are. Girls survive on social cues. They need the protection and guidance of the herd. This is probably because their vaginas and brains are not on speaking terms.
She mentioned that she had a man-hating roomie,
Amanda Marcotte, is that you?
who (along with other friends I’m sure) probably helped persuade her that I was no good.
Maybe. But I wouldn’t put too much stock in that explanation. A lot of times, the disapproval of a girl buddy will only make a girl more attracted to the badboy who swoops her.
Now, I’m not saying that this is what convinced her to stop texting and start ignoring me, I know I failed a LOT of shit tests and so forth, but I am wondering, how do you deal with the female herd?
Its difficult for me to understand because its not something easily interacted with… or is it? help would be much appreciated!
Befriend the friends. This is Game 101. People are more apt to welcome you into the tribe if you make them feel like you are truly interested in their lives. When I get a convenient opportunity to meet a girl’s friends, I usually take it, because I know that meeting them and winning them over is a fast track to raising my social status. A short cut, if you will.
Also, if you have any advice for dealing with women in a environment with a High male/female ratio that would be much appreciated!
There is one advantage that a high male/female social environment offers, and that is the ability to elevate your value by doing the opposite of all the men around you. High M/F ratios usually mean the men are try-hard desperadoes, because they will feel the pressure of their competition more keenly. That means, a lot of bumbling beta moves, mule-headed insecure paper alpha hysterics, and pushy horndogs. It’s a simple matter to triangulate off that social dynamic by saying to a girl, “I bet you love all these hopeless guys throwing themselves at girls. Look, here comes one now. He likes you, it’s so obvious he can barely contain his excitement.”
Having said that, it is of course, much better to game in a low M/F ratio environment if you are a man. A disproportionate number of women = a disproportionate number of loose women.
“Watch Girls with her and casually remark that you’re worried she’s starting to resemble Lena Dunham.”
You….monster…..
“Honey, you’re starting to look like the kind of girl who thinks black guys are hot.”
whorefinder projection alert!
lol nigs. I know that tiny little brain of yours thinks any one who criticizes bestaility or sodomy wants bestiality/sodomy…all because your left-wing masssas told you so.
God you “people” are hilarious to laugh it.
[CH: Here we go again.]
Massive projection, thwack. Some IMAX-sized shit.
I’m not going any further, H.
Aw, its cute how Sweetheart Jason’s white knighting crush on the black man comes through every time.
Hint: he still won’t be your token black friend, Sweetheart.
Now I’m done.
Best way to tell a girl she’s getting fat?
“You…..I no RAPE!”
Works every time. Like being the only gf I didn’t smack around: “Why don’t you love me like them? Am I fat? Hit me, master!”
Do you think a military uniform makes for a good game prop?
… during the day, there could be any number of reasons why you’d be wearing a military uniform, and that will intrigue girls.
If you aren’t authorized to do so, wearing a military uniform absolutely screams “I’m a poseur!” You will get caught, because you won’t be able to get every detail of the uniform right (grooming standards, ribbon rack, qualification badges, etc.) and your fabricated backstory won’t hold up under scrutiny either.
We vets are everywhere, we can spot fakes a mile away, we know how to elicit your bullshit stories of combat derring-do, and thanks to smart phones with cameras we most definitely will make your inept loserdom famous online.
[CH: I think we’re talking about a hypothetical man who actually is in the military.]
Ah. If so, that’s entirely different.
Can you do something about WordPress stripping the blockquote tags from comments?
Looks fine from here, your blockquote.
Hmph. I blockquoted both paragraphs, but the first one looks unquoted on my iPhone.
Commenting systems are a royal pain in the ass for bloggers. I sympathize.
We vets are everywhere, we can spot fakes a mile away, we know how to elicit your bullshit stories of combat derring-do, and thanks to smart phones with cameras we most definitely will make your inept loserdom famous online.
And yet, I’ve never once come across some loser who was made famous online for doing this. I would like to think someone who does this would get their ass kicked though.
Aggravated battery charges are a high price to pay for satisfaction. Hence, our reluctance to instantly pound poseurs.
As for making people famous, take a look at Don Shipley’s efforts for starters. Check out BLACKFIVE as well.
I knew a girl who claimed her father was a “Ranger in Vietnam”, ignoring the fact that she lied about everything else.
Reading #5 I assumed that he was in fact in the military. Assuming that he is in fact in the military, he definitely doesn’t want to wear the uniform in the wrong context, such as a night at a club. However, there are civy dress items that could work just as well.
For instance, the various t-shirts with military unit and course insignia would work well in some places, such as at a nightclub. Not of course the poser commercial fake mil shirts, but the legitimate ones you get on a course or with a unit. I think something like that, combined with a military bearing and physique would get a chicks imagination working, so that her mind is thinking about the missing uniform. All of course depending on the context.
Here’s a good example of the above from the Chive: http://thechive.com/2012/09/25/u-s-navy-divers-risky-business-but-the-perks-are-nice-30-hq-photos/
Shows chicks wearing navy diver shirts they got from their navy diver boyfriends. Shirts like that are probably chick crack, for some chicks. One shirt says the only way to get one is to be a navy diver or to f*ck a navy diver, lolz. That would probably spark up the intra-female competitiveness amongst her female friends.
yea the t-shirts you get are chick crack
It’s great for formal occaisions when every other man is wearing the standard suit-and-tie. Women open you.
A lot of my army buddies brag about how the military uniform makes ladies swoon for them and gives them a chance to DHV easily with war stories and such. Do you think a military uniform makes for a good game prop?
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Maybe. Just remember that any uniform just means you have been vetted by an organization that can take the uniform away from you; that may be the value of it to a woman. Biceps, posture, sweet fadeaway jumper… only the Creator can snatch that uniform from you.
Heartiste: These email posts kick ass. You can cover multiple topics in rapid time. Only thing I could think of better than this is group photo deconstructions.
More of these, Sensei!
“Do you think a military uniform makes for a good game prop?”
Only if you think you can stand an ass kicking from someone who’s actually worn one.
Exactly.
some sons wear parts of their dads uniform; jacket, hat…
Name one human that does so.
Hint: you apes aren’t human.
Email #7 – welcome to Georgia Tech
say hello to New Mexico Tech.
http://emmatheemo.wordpress.com/2013/03/14/norwegian-experts-want-to-work-against-antifeminism/
Wanna see an example of what a uniform can do DHV-wise?
Check out an old John Wayne movie – “Fighting SeaBees.” He walks into a swank Washington hotel bar (the Mayflower) wearing his dress blues.
Made me wish I had joined up, just for the suit!
Works better the farther you are from post.
Near post, you’re better off growing a beard and claiming to be from the nearest college.
CONUS, that is.
I grew up in Pensacola where the Navy pilots train.
Flight cadets scored big. Every time I’d get a pretty teacher in school, she’d be gone by New Years, having married a new pilot who was transferred out. Think that movie “An Officer and a Gentleman.”
The guys who REALLY scored big were the Blue Angels.
I can see santa666′s point though as a more general case.
Actually, I think you mean “Top Gun”, where Cruise ends up nailing his teacher.
“An Officer and a Gentleman” is where the small-town, factory-girl hoes work their asses off to land pilot school guys, and even fake pregnancies to keep them. Its a chick flick because even when, in real life, a flyboy as good looking and smooth as Richard Gere would blow off a mousy lay like Debra Winger once he gets his diploma, he comes back and carries her out of the factory and into a better life.
A Blue Angel IS a Top Gun – a tautology..
As to O&G, when the M:F ratio is 1.3 amongst 20-somethings, as it is around a big military base like NAS Pensacola, even a Debra Winger is a win.
I was referring to the movie Top Gun.
O&G specifically makes the local small town the center of whore-hunting, not the base,
That’s true. Near base, you’re just another nobody.
Alpha male lessons from the far east:
Once upon the time there was an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically.
“Maybe,” the farmer replied.
The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. “How wonderful,” the neighbors exclaimed.
“Maybe,” replied the old man.
The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune.
“Maybe,” answered the farmer.
The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son’s leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out.
“Maybe,” said the farmer.
Lesson to be learned? It sucks to be a peasant because luck switches back and forth constantly. Instead, be the author of your own story and take charge of your life.
If you’re born a peasant, you will likely die a peasant.
Anyone who’s in or has been in the military tends to let you know about it right away anyway.
Wrong. We tend not to brag.
Some do, some don’t – it really does depend.
But civilians who are, ahem, sensitive on this point are mostly just broadcasting their own insecurities.
not always to brag.
the douches bring it up because they think it gives them respect or status, cool military guys bring it up just to tell a good story. Bottom line is usually always gets brought up.
It does give them respect and status (everywhere outside of Cambridge or Berkeley).
Methinks you doth protest too much
Methinks the same.
well it doesn’t matter really, girls who are really into military guys tend to be lower class and less attractive anyways. It sucks that that is their prize for serving our country.
And no, military service by itself doesn’t deserve respect. To give the same respect to every halfwit joker who made it through bootcamp insults the contributions of the true heros of war.
Most military wives/girlfriends are fat. Not trying to insult but an observation… by my military friends.
i bring it up cause yea it is nice to have and yea cool story bro shit
course then a chick thinks i can kick anyones ass he he he
The uniform is magic, though I agree with the day vs night aspect; the latter looks just … weird.
The admonition about not wearing a uniform you’re not entitled to is well taken – good way to get an ass-whipping or worse. Plus you’re a tool.
I have been picked up by women on several occasions when I was in uniform, including one ripped-from-Penthouse-Forum night when two Norwegian 9s basically abducted me …. all because of the uniform.
So, it works. It doesn’t make a beta 5 an alpha 10, but it helps any guy with most women at least somewhat. For many reasons which are pretty universal (I’ve scored better than Roosh abroad thanks to said uniform … it travels well at least in some places).
Yes, it improved my ability to pull too.
yea one of best times of my life was in army
its the cammradere in the club when you all around the same age and shit and you got your crew and they yell your name when you walk in club
bitches can’t resist that shit
Best outfit to wear:
Clown mask and trenchcoat. Nothing underneath.
Rappacini’s Daughter knows.
RAPE!
Captain’s bars on the trenchcoat for that extra dollop of panache.
re: Mail #1
When my baby bump really started showing I could 100% immediately tell which men thought I was pregnant and which ones thought I was fat. For the latter, common courtesies I always took for granted were now completely gone (i.e. being urged to skip ahead of someone at the grocery store if I had less items than they did, being given the right of way and a smile, when walking by)……it is literally as if I didn’t exist….if this isn’t a massive motivator to lose the baby weight asap, I don’t know what is. Perks are where it’s at.
A ladylike demeanor and status markers would probably have made the difference. It’s part of the, “You can’t be fat and mean,” thing. You can’t be fat (or otherwise ugly) and also badly dressed, cursing like a sailor, over-entitled, etc. By the same, you also can’t be fat and willing to take people’s crap. Any sign of weakness, and other weak people will eat you.
A ladylike demeanor and status markers would probably have made the difference.
—Not that you know how to do that, smelly.
It’s part of the, “You can’t be fat and mean,” thing.
—Well, you “can” except you end up with your husbands leaving you in Israel…sorry.
By the same, you also can’t be fat and willing to take people’s crap.
–Actually, it’s the opposite: a fattie has to be willing to put up with abuse if she wants any loving at all.
Any sign of weakness, and other weak people will eat you.
—Very hard to do, in your ample circumstance.
Whore, I’d tell you to stop being such a girl, but I don’t think you’re capable of doing otherwise.
Easy, you smelly large warpig. Your second long term mate—aka future second major failed relationship in Israel—might hear you.
Ah, now we’ve got to the typically female ill will wishes.
You remind me of stupid girls who used to pick on me in junior high…still believing in fairy tales, and trying to pick on people who didn’t have a fairy tale life.
I’m 42 years old, and I’ve done my time in the dating and marriage market. The rest is just gravy during which all I need to do is get a steady flow of friendly, respectful dick to get me to menopause. If someone falls in love along the way, great. If not, then I already have love and someone to grow old with.
Yet you insist on addressing me as if I was 20 and failing at something. When I was 20, I was 120 lbs. soaking wet, but still had the giant boobs. Most of the insults you’re trying to fire at me are obsolete and the rest are just lies.
Get over me. I’m not in your age range, and when I was, I was out of your league, and didn’t like ass holes.
Nicole
When I was 20, I was 120 lbs. soaking wet, but still had the giant boobs.
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You mean giant REAL boobs. Just as I suspected. Time for an archive photo for the avatar Niki.
Thwack, all my stuff can’t fit in these tiny squares.
I have a couple of old pics on Facebook. I figure that’s enough since I don’t want people thinking I’m trying to pretend I still look like that.
You’re implying a lot. I did not state I was mistreated, just not given special treatment.
And here I thought guys were just extra nice BC they were gentlemen lol….I’m finding this to be an interesting social experiment….
That’s what I was talking about. When I’m in the U.S. I seldom have to touch a door or the back of a chair. So if you weren’t being treated special, then it was a carriage issue, not a weight issue.
Yeah, check your undercarriage Flavia.
Maybe guys just don’t want to fuck obviously pregnant women. Before they were nice because they wanted to fuck you without your unborn spawn ruining the mood.
Guys generally don’t want to shag pregnant or older women, but most are polite so long as the woman seems kind and is herself polite.
I alway help pregnant women and old women. Why?
Because the fuckin appreciate it! But mostly because I know I ain’t gonna get that civil rights speech: “you ain’t gonna subjugate me, enslave me… #%$@*^&!!!!!
(((shakin my head)))
jesus christ you really live near bitches like that guess i’m lucky
That’s what i was getting at.
+1 on motivation to lost the baby weight. My GF read me a painful line from HEALTH magazine about an obese mom whose daughter told people “that’s not my mom, she’s my aunt.” Humiliation from her own child pushed her to lose. Promptly.
Marriage is a social contract by definition. What woman doesn’t feel like she should look attractive for her husband? What mom doesn’t want her kids to be proud to be seen with her? Avoid the LTR comfort weight at all costs.
What woman doesn’t feel like she should look attractive for her husband? What mom doesn’t want her kids to be proud to be seen with her?
Answer: most American women.
Agree on the social contract. It would be as cruel for a woman to let herself go, as it would be for a family man to quit his 150k job to join a band, at forty. They’re both breach of contract aka ‘didnt sign up for this shit.’
Problem is, when you marry, that is exactly what you sign up for. It’s in the vows, “…in sickness and in health.” That means if your partner gets a stroke and half her body is paralyzed, you’re a traitor if you dump her because she’s not attractive to you anymore. Same with women if their husband becomes beta and settled into marriage and fatherhood, as a realistic guy who knows his kids would be mentally damaged from his bringing home a bunch of strippers for an orgy, would.
What’s important is that when someone loves you and is willing to sacrifice for you (doesn’t consider it a sacrifice), you don’t make it unnecessarily hard for them to do that. A woman should be aware that her husband has needs, and even if he will stick it out, he shouldn’t be purposefully pushed or tested. Life will bring enough problems for a couple to have to get through without creating problems that don’t need to be there.
I should also add that ideals and principles are great, but humans suck. Seriously, people are utter shit for the most part, and it is extremely rare to meet someone who isn’t. Most likely the non shit people will be male (at least in my observation) which is somewhat an advantage to women, but even those are rare enough that it is statistically improbably that the average woman should relax.
If you give a guy an excuse to dump you, he will do it because it isn’t natural for most men to be monogamous unless they have no other choice. Their ideals and principles may be one thing, but their biology is telling them something else, even if it isn’t exactly true. The mind plays a trick on men, especially in the age of television, that they can be nice guys and if their wife gets old and fat, they can just dump her and easily find someone else who is prettier than her and faithful like she was in the U.S.
Usually, women initiate divorces to free themselves to trade up, but men do it as well so no woman should just rest on her laurels thinking that because she was loyal and sweet, a guy is going to keep her.
So, in my opinion, it’s best not to sign anything because then you don’t have worries about what you signed up for, and neither does he. If he thinks he can do better, let him go out there and do it.
You will get old, and you might get fat too, but if you play your cards right, at least you won’t be broke.
Closing the deal in a pub: “I’m going now, are you coming back with me to my place to fuck?”
Always works.
The Chateau hits upon a central point – virtue is a habit (so to speak). You have to develop the practise of not caring to reach the genuine point of genuinely not caring. Only when you get to that point does it become possible for you to score whoever you want, whenever you want. Neediness is like a scent, it kills the lay.
Turning from beta to alpha: in retrospect I began this process in earnest when I was seventeen and one exceptionally humiliating experience was the last straw for me. I recall that, within a week, people around me (school etc) noticed the change. They did not like it because they were being dragged out of their comfort zone.
That said, I went to a roman catholic high school and they are SICK places – fuck, they are beta breeding grounds (as well as pedos).
Man, I wish I had found the chateau at the age of seventeen …
Closing the deal in a pub: “I’m going now, are you coming back with me to my place to fuck?”
Always works.
yeah, on men. this is one of those times that you should be disclosing the fact you’re gay.
not that it doesn’t work on the occasional slag.
In fagt it’s probably the only line he’ll need.
Mail #4: He never mentioned “kino”. Not one time. In an hour and a half he didn’t kino her, not even once?! Sitting alone at a bar on Wednesday night she wanted something exciting to happen. Nothing did. Of course, she put him in the LJBF box. No kino (within minutes of meeting her), no number, no pussy. It’s that simple. “Talking” is a communication to her brain. Kino is a direct communication to her pussy. She wanted to be touched, to be sold, to be taken, by a MAN unafraid to pierce her bitch (vagina) shields.
yup
I once contemplated wearing a fake uniform, kind of like the thing Gaddafi sometimes wore, to a party as a goof. Anyone know where one could procure such a thing?
Check your local military surplus store or Army/Navy store.
Think they got something like this? http://rebloggingdonk.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Gaddafi-in-uniform-Reuters.jpg
Although I’ve never done military service, I was once parade marshal for a big Mardi Gras event – we took over the whole city of 50k. Went to a costume store and rented a very gaudy pirate captain outfit so I would look the part of leader of the krewes.
Wondering around town during the festivities before the parade, I was beating the women off.
So there is something about a uniform, real or not, that pushes many women’s lube buttons.
My cutoff for fatness is, can I grab that buttock reasonably well in my hand during sex. If I can’t, she’s too fat for me. The losing my hard-on part tends to occur automatically. Luckily when I started hitting the gym hard, she took the hint. Commandment II FTW.
uniforms scream “servitude” and herd preselection and what girl doesn’t want that?
Modified grooming standards and lack of uniform standards are what make SO-1/2′s so damned sexy, not a rank and file in Class A’s
There are a precious few Sigmas , very few Alphas (don’t last with the rules) and a pantload of Betas despite how Hollywood portrays it.
Watch any documentary about Iraq or Afghanistan, and you always have those guys who are married, and while the dudes are in shape, their wives are 50 lbs overweight. It’s kinda hilarious.
50 lbs hefty and spending his combat pay on shit for jodie.
It’s a good experience, but not a good career.
I was only in the Navy, but as someone said, it was my appreciation tour.
Been there, done that, appreciate that I’ll never do it again.
“For Jodie”… Hah! Methinks you are a veteran.
Thank you for your service, and rock on.
∞
their wives are 50 lbs overweight
and banging other guys while their husbands are out risking their lives.
Any suggestions for the California Treasurer? His wife is 30 years younger, and was caught in a motel having an affair with a meth addict. He is taking her back.
http://www.mercurynews.com/politics-government/ci_22789305/california-treasurer-bill-lockyer-calls-off-divorce-from
Don’t marry a woman who is 30 years younger.
Any suggestions for the California Treasurer?
One way ticket to the middle east.
Don’t change your party affiliation. Lockyer is a prominent Democrat as is his wife, who got her county supervisor office using his campaign funds. Because of that it hardly got any press coverage here in California – some, but mostly re the sex angle.
If he had been a Republican, EVERYONE on the planet would have heard about the mess and would still be talking about it.
An ambitious man should not marry an ambitious wife. I don’t think Hiliary really helped Bill, for example.
CH I’ve had some problems in “befriending the friends.” Sometimes it backfires, I think it’s because the friend ends up also getting attracted to me and tries to screw things up with the first girl but I’m not sure; I think the friend is hoping I’ll lost interest in the first girl and move on to her. Also, sometimes it seems like both girls are trying to show to each other that they won’t get attracted to me; if they are together and I’m talking to them they both act cold, but when I’m with them alone they are much warmer. I don’t know how to handle it except trying to be more beta when talking to the friends.
Are the friends attractive?
Some of them are objectively attractive, but they are usually less attractive than the first girl I wanted to talk to. Maybe they’re just jealous they’re not getting the attention the first girl is getting.
When I first met my missus she was thin with a decent body and the best looking girl i’d seen. After dating her for 3 years (post 9 years of blissful single dom), she had ballooned out to the tune of 12kilos, I’d say she dropped from an 8/9 down to a 6/5 (just shows you how important fitness is to a girls hotness). She had also aged from 21 to 24 which didn’t help. Anyway, when someone gains weight while you are with them it is a gradual thing, so harder to notice.
I began to call her fat, outright at times, subtly at other times. This went on for about 6 months until she had a melt down when we were out at a restaurant. Saying “you keep calling me fat and it hurts my feelings” I could feel her just begging for me to say she was beautiful and thin, but i couldn’t bring myself to do it. The relationship was on a knife point and if she didn’t pull her shit together within 5 minutes i was about to walk out of the restaurant and away from her. Anyway, she got her shit together and now she denies ever having had that meltdown (bitches be sane?)… Following that she began to loose weight and lost more than the 12kilos over the next 9 months training for a marathon to the point where she is pretty much my ideal girl now. I also added motivation by telling her I would buy her $1k worth of clothes if she got down to her initial weight. I felt that was a bit beta but had no real problem with shelling out 1k to see my missus in hot new dresses.
She could tell in that restaurant how big of an issue this was for me and i think she sensed i was ready to throw in the towel and recommence life in the single domain with birds who took care of themselves. I know quite a few mates who’s missus went the exact same route ballooning for the first 2-3 years of their relationship and they are quite envious of me for being able to turn my missus around. She now exercises regularly and watches what she eats carefully, and after breaking down the “never call a bird fat” mantra she doesn’t have any issues if i tell her she needs to tighten things up a bit, it is just the facts!
Whilst single i used to pick up by being borderline abusive to birds, something that escalated from the first game principals I started to employ. Occasionally it would reach flat out abuse, but for the most part girls ate it up! I must confess it wasn’t purely abusive i would also throw in a lot of humour and teasing. I’ve carried that into my relationship, a bit toned down however, but brutal honesty is still the best method of getting what you want.
Anyway, when someone gains weight while you are with them it is a gradual thing, so harder to notice.
yes, and losing weight is generally harder than gaining it, so that’s why it’s important to screen women for physical fitness for ltr/marriage the same way you would screen for sluttiness.
DfWV – you put any buns in your wife’s oven yet?
I have the same story as email #3. Forget the shit tests from women…it is odd to see beta men react to my new found red pillness. It’s a combo of jealous lash outs through passive aggressive insults and actually giving me stuff as if to say their niceness is to buy me back into the fold.
check this guy who made a whole compilation of photos of his gf leading him by the hand around the world shttp://instagram.com/muradosmann
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Email #4 made classic pickup mistake #217: the “Captain Ahab”. He thought he was hunting her, she was playing with him. Steer for more promising seas cap’n.
Breakup scene from “Chasing Amy”
Every woman should watch this. Not with the PC bullshit point of view that the producers of the film wanted to get across at the end, but because this scene distills what men really think of high count women.
Yuuuuuupppppp. That’s the stuff of sluts, right there.
High n count women who don’t take accountability for their actions and repent are worthless.
hamster gold: ‘NO, I USED THEM!!!’
thats the truth
let it set you free
“Judgmental” as an insult? Glad I missed the movie but shouldn’t one carefully judge one’s future mate?
Actions have consequences and this chick seems to think that her past behavior is not predictive of her future behavior? What does she think credit reports are all about? Guess she’d throw a temper tantrum over getting turned down for an auto loan too.
“It’s your responsibility to forgive me!!!”
Sounds like the essence of liberalism.
No, she didn’t want the auto loan anyway.
I might be able to forgive the notch count, in a moment of Christian charity… it’s the voice I can’t get past.
All seriousness aside, the hamsterizations about her sordid past are truly insupportable.
Never saw the movie… this snippet was enough of a horrow show.
Oooof. That was some seriously bad acting and screechy delivery of some very lame dialogue.
∞
this bitch had turbo girl game on today
touched my dick at least 18 times
did my patented pick her up shit
she said nobody ever picked her up
the fuck
she said i’m gonna hurt your back
me i got bitches jumping off the tops of trucks and i catch em
he he he
did the pick up she did the leg wrap
told me she hasen’t had this much fun in years
a 6 foot chick with no fat in shape is pretty strong
did some severe horeseplay
rolling off the bed and shit tickling my feet
playing
then i let her win for a min and just sat there and showed how i can not give a fuck about anything like getting my foot tickled but then she had to grab the other one
bitch lol
put her ass in the cross play slapped her face while she layed there and submitted
had her in the anaconda lolzzzzz
she said she gets what she wants
i made reference to every chick leaves my door unlocked
next time in car she locked it
got couple fish samiches off dollar menu she got a 99 cent fry then shared half with me he he he
had hand on my dick going through drive through wanted to suck my dick when i went to pay window lolzzzzzzzzzzzzz
she went upstairs to take shower but my plumbing fucked up
so the water was leaking downstairs
she found the mop went to town cleaning apologizing and shit
hoping i’m not mad
wtf i’m like its ok no big deal you being proactive
i didnt tell her about it lol
i’m gonna have a timed event of chicks running my trashbag out to the alley
and like this chick did they will get extra points for doing it barefooted
had to tell her the hair like asian chick hair but of course blond
it was thick as fuck i love it like that
had to keep throwing the hair in the air to believe it he he he
i guess known my ex chick a long time talkin bout how back in day she was down to death for husband a real ride or die chick would of taken a bullet for him and shit
i guess she was there with my chick on thansgiving when she went nuts on the phone when i went to the family gathering alone
and heard how i handled that shit
she also ran the ch wisdom on if she cheats on a dude she blames him for cheating cause she feels guilty
let some of the demon out through my eyes on top of her on floor and pinned her soul to the rug
haven’t fucked her yet gonna make her beg
he he he
oh yea let her know i knew she was auditioning other day when she ran out in front of car then back in
she was laughing
chick i feel like i have known you forever
me well yea you been following my life
he he he
i guess moral to story is a chick you may not have ever seen before or met or talked to may have been dreaming about jumping on your dick for a long time and has actually been a vicarious part of your life
plus she said she never saw my ex chick looking that good
me thats what i do turn a chick into cinderella
Email #3. Happens to me all the time from within my social circle. People, guys and girls will try to make sly or snide comments about whatever—it’s like they’re trying to put me down about one thing or another.
On a similar vein. I’ve been banging a tall, slim, 8 professional ballerina. She’s in shape and is up for hard, rough banging. I have a very loud creaky bed. On two occasions in the last month, the doorman in my condo has called to complain about the “noise”.
Then the condo association put up a bland notice about “Domestic noise” and asking residents to keep noise down to create a “decent environment.” I ignored it.
Finally a concierge called me up very discretely to ask me to tone down my “exercise”…”Fifteen minutes?” he asked.
I just laughed.
Why bring up the allusion to banging? Why not just say “keep the noise down.”?
Very distinct difference in the tonality of the complaint.
yea i got to soundproof my house i hear ya
society is not ready for that shit
lesbian neighbor told my chick before she didn’t know if she should call the police or not
chick said no never call the police he he he
it is kind of wierd houses are not built to have wild abandon
come to think of it you are not even free to go buck wild crazy in your own house if you got neighbors
might be a new marketing angle soundproof bedrooms
my neighbors kind of used to it though but still they can hear me and might snap one day
“high fives walawala”
he he he
to be with me though she either gonna have to take a beating or get killed
or get me killed or me fight
cause of course being hot she is with with the baddest motherfucker in the jungle
its a fucked up world in the jungle or maybe just the old natural order
email # 1 – kick her our to Sweden: http://shine.yahoo.com/healthy-living/swedish-mannequins-cause-a-controversy–192108535.html
true story she was bragging bout her boyfriend not paying for shit for her
and she supported him
and he threw away all her shit and pissed on the rest
but yea she was tired of it cause he cheated on her lol
plus it was like he didn’t want her anymore but he didn’t want her to be with anyone else either
beyond skittles man there he is
white dude
Dilemma:
Text girl to hang out. She’s out of town, says she’s free next weekend. I’m not.
Text same girl a couple weeks later to hang out. She’s out of town, says she’s free next weekend.
Next weekend is here. Do I text her?
yea why not text her lotsa cockas
Text her one last time:
“Hey, {cocktails, photo exhibit, pottery class insert activity here} saturday, let’s go.”
If she blows you off…..forget it.
For the first one, the alpha response will depend on two things:
A. Do you live together?
B. Do you need to lose weight too?
If A & B sign both of you up in a weight loss program (ex. Weight Watchers) so she can help you lose weight.
Otherwise, sign up for a yoga class as a couple (no way is she going to let you go alone)!
re. email #1 – it was probably on here I read the exchange.
Her: Will you still love me if I get fat?
Him: Let’s not find out.
What does “goosing the gunt” mean?
Pinching the protuberance of fat between the belly button and the crotch.
i’m gonna train every chick in the country to take out the garbage so when you meet one you will know i was there he he he
lets feminize these feminists wannabes who been watching to much tv and get em to feed you at the table over the weekend it will change their life
this chick too good to be true but i’ll take it anyway
she inch shorter than me without the heels but yea perfect height both my wives same height
Any man wearing a military uniform without earning it deserves the most painful death. I’m in the military, and yes, it gets you a lot of girls (just make an OkCupid and put up pics of yourself – it works better if you’re not a POG ass bitch and have pics of you fast roping from a chopper, jumping out of a plane or just throwing rounds downrange). If you want the immense boost you get from a uniform, try to make it through Benning or Parris Island. I dare you.
Lastly, it’s illegal to wear your uniform and drink, but you can have one beer on lunch though during a duty day. Don’t just wear your uniform around like a tool, have a good reason for it. Like, for example, going to a friends house offpost and hitting up Starbucks to burn some time.
Long-assed FR this week, but I did a lot of new shit so….yannow.
so i’m on bed with chick and i am vampiring the life force from her body and getting high
anyway
so i ask her permission to kidnap her and stuff her and and use that as a pillow
she said yes
got to start somewhere