wakingup
Don Juan
Just curious how you would respond if a woman you were seeing asked about your thoughts on feminism? Do you respond in earnest, parse your words, or lie?
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
I've read enough on feminism to understand what I don't like about it (mostly that it generally wishes for the biology of the sexes to be different than it is based on "rational" thinking. Put another way, to me, feminists think that because we are so "civilized" or "advanced" that we can just tell ourselves how to behave and override our biological urges in the favor of women), but I'm curious to hear some other people weigh in on how they'd respond to a woman who says something like "I'm just a feminist because I believe that women deserve to be treated fairly." Something along those lines.I'm straight up. I tell her I think it's the scourge of society, but I also know how to explain why. Most of them are on-board with me. The ones who aren't respect me for being a man and not changing my tune just to avoid offending them.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Can't wait till the courts treat men and women equally."I'm all for it - can't wait until ALL American women can have the opportunity to fill out a selective service card."
Say:I've read enough on feminism to understand what I don't like about it (mostly that it generally wishes for the biology of the sexes to be different than it is based on "rational" thinking. Put another way, to me, feminists think that because we are so "civilized" or "advanced" that we can just tell ourselves how to behave and override our biological urges in the favor of women), but I'm curious to hear some other people weigh in on how they'd respond to a woman who says something like "I'm just a feminist because I believe that women deserve to be treated fairly." Something along those lines.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
No but I think her head was about to explode. I asked her if she wanted me to talk to her like a woman. I still want to tease the kitty but I am holding myself back from sending a text. "Good luck in finding your androgynous she male! That is the most fun I had in a long time. I was in full on ass hole mode teasing the crap out of her.Was the person asking holding a copy of ayn rand?
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.