Not as much as the oil we are importing. In fact, not much at all.reset said:We have oil in the US, we're just not allowed to do anything with it.
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Not as much as the oil we are importing. In fact, not much at all.reset said:We have oil in the US, we're just not allowed to do anything with it.
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.
Yeah right the oil companies need more money to add to their record billion dollar profits. What I'm saying is there is no market elasticity or whatever the term. The price isn't being set on actual supply and demand, it's being set on how high can they continuously raise it without too much backlash. As far as I'm concerned this is crooked business practice and there should be fines and rules against this price manipulation through "speculation". It's just a shell game like the housing market, and also the stock market often times is.Evzone said:I'm not quite following you. Are you suggesting that there should be some sort of transfer payment from oil companies (and however you want to define those as, whether they be exploration companies, refineries, or whatever) to subsidize the price of gasoline?
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Actually the post office is a state-owned company, but that's kinda splitting hairs.Latinoman said:What money? That's not the government money. That's the oil companies money. We don't have a state-owned company.
Ummm,,,,horses pretty much take a sh!t anyplace that they feel.Mr.Positive said:This way, all I'll need a gas station for is a place where I can stop my horse, so he can take a sh!t.
Yeah I was talking about how it was done in Saudi Arabia or some other countries where the government wastes a ton of money in subsidizing the price of gas, and they're just going to keep wasting more and more as internal and worldwide demand increases.Latinoman said:My point was "What money?" Those profits are NOT the U.S. Government profits. Those profits are the companies profits.
Dude, I mean, Dude, you can eat IT and have A good meal?Mr.Positive said:Besides, when a horse gets too old, you can eat it and have a good meal.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
EvzoneEvzone said:even though ethanol is expensive, not energy efficient at all, and it actually pollutes quite a bit.
Along with many others. I have yet to understand this.reset said:Bush wanted to drill in Alaska, but Ed Begley Jr shed a tear.
I'm considering buying a bike for those very reasons. Upping my bad boy appeal and saving money at the same time. How cool is that? I don't know a lot about bikes but a friend who has one says he gets 70 mpg on it. I just need to make sure that my medical bills don't exceed the savings I would get from gas.MooseGod said:I'm surprised nobody mentioned motorcycles--performance, great fuel-economy, and bad-ass-ness rolled into one. Of course you have to be ever-vigilant for the idiots text-messaging people while going 80 in their big-ass SUVs and it sucks riding in the rain.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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.