NO hoe is loyal come on dude...Only if you have low standards lol.
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.
NO hoe is loyal come on dude...Only if you have low standards lol.
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.
According to PUA Bro Theory, women end up with one of these guys anyway, so maybe you should ask the woman what use they are? PUAs will tell you that there is no attraction, because they want to believe that women are only attracted to the players (like them). They want to tell you they are not attracted to orbiters to feed their fantasy that other males are no threat to them. In this PUA fantasy world, the women will never get their "alpha male" anyway, because the alpha will never commit. But the PUA wants to think that all the girls they've moved on from will spend the rest of their days pining for them, so it's an ego thing IMO.But that's what I mean: What use is it having 1000 orbiters if you're not attracted to any of them?
You know how the free market works right? COMPETITION. When American auto makers were producing sh*t quality cars.. the Japanese came in and forced them to step up their game.NO hoe is loyal come on dude...
I don't accept sh!t from a woman EVER...but when you have been with 250 women like I have in my life many of them HB8- HB10'S (I have been with doctors and lawyers who were HB8's and Above) you realize that ALL women cheat and they ALL have no morals and are sleazy.(your young at 32..and may not have realized this yet..so I will cut you some slack)You know how the free market works right? COMPETITION. When American auto makers were producing sh*t quality cars.. the Japanese came in and forced them to step up their game.
When you just accept sh*t there is no incentive for people to improve. Have standards!
The only unequivocal evidence that not ALL women cheat is I don't cheat.I don't accept sh!t from a woman EVER...but when you have been with 250 women like I have in my life many of them HB8- HB10'S (I have been with doctors and lawyers who were HB8's and Above) you realize that ALL women cheat and they ALL have no morals and are sleazy.(your young at 32..and may not have realized this yet..so I will cut you some slack)EVERY woman is a 1995 Yugo...the only difference is how you drive it...
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Every time I think I've swallowed every red pill in the bottle someone hands me another one...I don't accept sh!t from a woman EVER...but when you have been with 250 women like I have in my life many of them HB8- HB10'S (I have been with doctors and lawyers who were HB8's and Above) you realize that ALL women cheat and they ALL have no morals and are sleazy.(your young at 32..and may not have realized this yet..so I will cut you some slack)EVERY woman is a 1995 Yugo...the only difference is how you drive it...
How is Disneyland this time of year ?The only unequivocal evidence that not ALL women cheat is I don't cheat.
If I can do it--despite a ridiculous sex drive with myriad options--there are women, too, who hold to higher ideals. Once we start succumbing to ALL or NONE arguments, we are subscribing to an irrational thought process. This is not to be confused with blindly investing into a woman's faithfulness but rather understanding a woman's proclivity to cheat is based upon her upbringing, surroundings, belief system, and need--and not unequivocal based on her gender.
I was the one to coin in any relationship, keep one foot in the door and the other out. However, we cannot invest into vast generalizations to develop fallacious thinking and the ensuing wanton prescription (in the context of exclusivity).
Nice regurgitated ad nauseam pathos. No logic.How is Disneyland this time of year ?![]()
I used to be like you...holding on to any hope of a unicorn,but as you gain real world experience with women and look at the situation honestly you quickly realize it's a pipe dream,the "viel" is only lifted through being with hundreds of women to realize the unicorn is just that a unicorn..Nice regurgitated ad nauseam pathos. No logic.
Hundreds? Did that in my 30s. Once you get closer to 1000, come talk to me.I used to be like you...holding on to any hope of a unicorn,but as you gain real world experience with women and look at the situation honestly you quickly realize it's a pipe dream,the "viel" is only lifted through being with hundreds of women to realize the unicorn is just that a unicorn..
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.
My poor choices of women?..... lool... why do you have 1000 ex's ?? seems to me like you can't keep a woman interested in you for very long...Hundreds? Did that in my 30s. Once you get closer to 1000, come talk to me.
As for unicorns: I assume you mean loyal women. The majority of my ex's were loyal. Extrapolation my friend. Your majority experience and poor choices of women does not equate to "ALL." Red pill is about recognizing the truth. Within this context, you are about as blue pill as it gets. Though, I will qualify and agree to the following:
Most women who are 8s and above have more opportunities to cheat and accordingly under the right circumstance will.
If this is your logic, I can understand how you came up with your first "ALL" fallacy.My poor choices of women?..... lool... why do you have 1000 ex's ?? seems to me like you can't keep a woman interested in you for very long...![]()
OK Guru...agree to disagree...let me know when you find your unicorn dancing on a rainbow...(vomit)If this is your logic, I can understand how you came up with your first "ALL" fallacy.
Here's another one - perhaps there is no red-pill reality... perhaps we make our own.Every time I think I've swallowed every red pill in the bottle someone hands me another one...
There is definitely a "reality" as in hard cold facts that can be proven.Here's another one - perhaps there is no red-pill reality... perhaps we make our own.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Yes, I think bourgeois blue pill 'culture' [ideology] reads its own mediocre values into reality, and then, hello, it turns out to be something a little more sinister by those standards.There is definitely a "reality" as in hard cold facts that can be proven.
Red pill is supposed to strip away the emotions and just focus on the facts. I can't say everyone who claims to be red pill does this. But its definitely a FACT that I have yet to date a woman who is marriage material. At least by my standards. And I'm a very eligible bachelor according to pop culture standards.