An introduction: I don’t consider myself a pick up artist ( PUA ), even though I’ve incorporated many of the techniques into my own ’ game '. But I do like how many of the known pick up artists, such as Erik " Mystery ", have elucidated secrets that would otherwise be naturally known, if it wasn’t for the mixed messages expounded in Western modernity. There are many demonizations of PUA, that it’s some sort of Svengali mind-fuckery meant to trick women into objectification. But personally speaking, I never saw it as such, nor used it for that reason. First off, many of the guys that learn PUA are just clueless about gender/dating dynamics and are looking to improve themselves, in order to attract a mate for a long-term, serious relationship; they aren’t nefarious misogynists seeking to manipulate ingenuous females. Also, a contention I hear a lot is that the PUA’s teach men how to be superficially appealing, but not, internally, so. Not sure where this is coming from, because all the PUA artists I’ve listened to always emphasized internal self-mastery and cultivation before making approaches. Anyways, I think PUA is good for males, who are clueless or misdirected, esp. in this overly-feminized era.
Erik Von Mystery; another great PUA. A lot of his teachings and techniques coincided with socio-philosophical ideas I had in mind.
He worked together with James " Matador " on a PUA show that was aired a while back. Twin Mephistos they are. Really, the only two legit PUA artists - IMO, as a plethora of them, if not most, are charlatans.
Somewhat discursive, but here it goes: I wasn’t being, entirely, honest when I stated that I never used PUA for nefarious reasons; I have a couple of times, but it wasn’t without justification. When I was 19 years old, I was about to enter a nightclub called " Señor Frogs " in Mexico. Out of nowhere, three fine looking señoritas approached me. They could tell that I wasn’t a native, due to my pale skin and Caucasoid features. They chatted me up, asked me where I was from. About a minute into the conversation, one of them asked me if I would pay for her and her friends to enter the club. They were trying to pull a fast one on me; they knew I was a gringo and had money, so they tried to take advantage of the fact. I figured, if I payed for them, that they would most likely bail on me shortly after entering the club, use me like a tampon of sorts, so what I did is I told them that I would pay. But shortly after doing so, I manipulated their gold-digging desires by embellishing how rich I actually was. I told them that I own a mansion in Miami and that my parents were politicians. You should have seen how their eyes lit up like fucking Christmas trees. After entering the club, they didn’t bail on me; they stayed at my side the entire time, trying to flatter my ego. I took advantage of the situation even more by getting them drunk and telling them more stories. After an hour or so, I grabbed the hottest one out of the bunch by the hand, danced with her, and then took her to my place, while the other two remain abandoned and confused at the club. Drunk women are so, so easy. I managed to de-flower her at my crib and the next morning, as she laid in my bed with a hangover, I grabbed her clothes, handed them to her and said " Adios".
Note: I only did this, because they tried to pull one on me. I don’t do this to females, who don’t deserve it.
At the height of my partying days I saw this happen often times… guys wanting a stunner to bed, and females wanting a guy to bed equally as badly… basic human nature playing out in the public realm.
Best to buy your own drinks and club entry, or better still be privy to free entry and drinks on the house, but that can leave one open to drink spikings by barmen just for the craik or on order by overly-eager male guests - not all is fair in love and war these days.
Most women are attracted to men of higher social value than themselves. This is, as I’ve stated numerous times in the past, microcosmic of cosmic order, the subsumption of the inferior into the superior. Females want a man, who is superior - superior in age, intelligence, stature, finance, etc.
If you can somehow demonstrate this to them, then you will begin to turn on switches in their brains, evolutionarily hard-wired switches.
This goes back to the primordial past, when most of the world lived in tribes and villages. The highest ranking male, the chief, had the most power, obviously - and in our wills to survive, we look for the greatest possible advantage over the opposition. As a female, going under the wing of the tribal chief provided one with the greatest advantage, not only over foreign enemies, but over the other members of the tribe.
This evolutionary-psychology theory makes a lot of sense, esp. from experiences I had, when a wingman opened a group for me. He told them, before I came over, that I was a male model and boxer, and when I did finally come over, even after I introduced myself and finished speaking, I noticed that two of the females in the group would not stop looking at me. This went on for like 30 minutes straight. Everytime I looked back at them, they would look away quickly towards the ground. But in my peripheral vision, I could see them looking back at me. It felt like they had no choice, but to look, really; models and boxers both have elite social-value, and them subconsciously realizing this, couldn’t resist.
PUA dynamics are, actually, very educational and intellectually stimulating contrary to how it may seem on the surface.
…well luckily for me I don’t believe in casual sex or one night stands so PUAs have no effect on me as the only place I go to when the party’s over is my bed on my onesie.
We all act under our inherent human instincts and I accept people for theirs, and expect them to accept mine in return, but most don’t realise that not all have the same thoughts and feelings or the need to act on their urges - when an unsuccessful PUA gets aggressive leads one to think what lengths they wouldn’t go to to turn it into a success.
Anyway, my social interactions only centre around politics, work, organised events, and shopping… I’m far too old for anything else
Actually it depends. In certain societies, women’s attitude is fromed by a very simple formula. Either a revolt against a yet tenable and undetached father figure,at any cost, with a nice personal caveat, ‘yeah but he doesen’t know i am above his thin veneer’
and let’s see if he is really aware of the ultimate payback; or,
the woman with the non existent father,who goes for
anything offering a modicum of transitory security. It
is with this latter type, that this discourse is preoccupied with, maybe even in the figure of the ‘liberated woman’.
The former type is more of a challenge, because there may be a hidden male figure therein to the
chagrin of the PUA, which may yet be not so easily to
untangle, if at all. This may be an unknown, perhaps even a superior alpha male of unknown quality, and one with which a clever PUA may be reuctant to mess
with.
Then it’s either that there is no need for a revulsion and she need not ever leave him because he will always be with her, even once they part; or he does not recognize the fact that he needs to let go of her, and not be such an awful bore, fearing the worst will happen to her ‘out there’, thereby constraining her to subservience, for ‘her own good’;or at the very extreme, putting her needlessly to intolerable acts of savage repression, where she actually may fear for her own safety. But if this stage is encountered, then if she is of intelligence, she would have found a way to go around this type of predicament, without subjecting him to undo unpleasentness, while gaining an upper hand -‘for his own good’.
