I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
Alpha. He was selfless. Betas are hurt men who care only for themselves and fear everyone and everything around them to the point of paranoia.El Payaso said:Just curious.
The Dark Knight. Kind of, haha.Mauser96 said:How many movies have been made where a man gave his life for a woman? I would venture the number is dozens.
Name ONE where a woman gave her life for a man.
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.
wow, I can't think of any.Mauser96 said:Well first of all, it was romance fiction written for Hollywood, and women especially. So, it doesn't have to make sense, nor does it particularly, lol.
So, I won't say alpha or beta...........
But what is does do, is perpetuate the thinking that a man's life is worth less than a woman's, and that what he did is to be expected by society today. That doesn't make it my stance, nor right.
Tell me this?
How many movies have been made where a man gave his life for a woman? I would venture the number is dozens.
Name ONE where a woman gave her life for a man.
It is all around you boys, you just have to take off the blinders to see it.
End of soapbox.
That's most stvpid and bluepill crap I have read here since long time.Since when killing yourself for 'babe you love' is considered smart ?billtx49 said:Given the situation, he reviewed the options and made the right choice. He saved the babe he cared about even if it cost him his life. White knight ? I do not think so, takes balls to make the choice he did.
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.
There's a beta born every minute.coochieman said:Society needs more betas. Feel free to sign up.
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.
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.