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.
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
But very sad that the new guy deleted some of the old posts, if you are not mistaken.Funny how people still refer to the blog as Roissy versus the official name of Citizen Renegade.
Before the name change, the original Roissy mentioned how he was getting tired of blogging and was thinking of shutting down the blog. This was over a year ago.
After an incident I won’t mention (blog drama is always funny), Roissy restructured the blog. The name changed and it was confirmed that multiple writers were involved with the new blog.
An on-going game since that time was trying to guess which posts were written by the “real” Roissy. But it was obvious that the quality of writing and thought started to become sketchy.
My wild guess is that Roissy sold the blog a year or so ago and agreed to contribute an occasional article.
Anyway, Roissy was brilliant in that he was able to fuse PUA concepts (which he admitted he took mostly from Mystery) with a culture/political commentary.
After getting "exposed" by Lady Raine Roissy had to lay low, I don't blame him, it's not a good look when your ex-girlfriends are sending your personal 411(address/family/pictures) to another blogger in spite. Of course Roissy wasn't an angel in the battle either. However what baffles me is that he would give his real name and occupation to a newspaper, why do that if your not getting paid? That's like asking the wolves to come eat at your tableEase said:The original roissy is gone, this current writer is a different guy. As far as i know.
The new guy (apparently more than 1, but my guess is that a single writer took over while original roissy is a guest writer) is less wise, writes less eloquently and thinks more shallowly. Its all very simple and nothing new.
I dont remember when exactly i think this happened, but it was around the time he started changing the site around, moving away from 'roissy' to 'citizen renegade'. But undoubtedly the quality diminished as the new guy is a chode.
I found this written today:
But very sad that the new guy deleted some of the old posts, if you are not mistaken.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
scrouds said:I was thinking of starting a blog. Not sure I need another soap box to rant on though.
It was known way long in advanced. He just couldn't keep maintaining it on top of his social life/career.Sue Madre said:do it. Make sure you PM me the address, since that b!tch shut down RM without notice.
Scars said:It was known way long in advanced. He just couldn't keep maintaining it on top of his social life/career.
But I agree. Another RM-like site would be great.
-Scars
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
I'm unfamiliar with you, Sue Madre, but your name must be nobody. RM wasn't shut down, you idiot. It fell down for technical reasons.Sue Madre said:do it. Make sure you PM me the address, since that b!tch shut down RM without notice.
Sue Madre said:I didn't see any bulletins saying he was shutting it down. It just came out of nowhere like that b!tch over at NLG. Just make a site and if you don't want to keep it running then you should hand it off to someone who does. What's the big deal?
What address change?Warrior74 said:Um that's exactly what happened? The address change reflects that.
Next week. Hashing out some details.Scars said:It was known way long in advanced. He just couldn't keep maintaining it on top of his social life/career.
But I agree. Another RM-like site would be great.
-Scars
:rockon:scrouds said:Next week. Hashing out some details.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.