
On Jealousy
One thing that is prevalent in the community is the plethora of jealous, legitimate beta/gamma-type men who are in Game for this very reason. They are sexually frustrated and want to improve their lot. More power to them (and me). Good luck to you all (and me). I’m not criticising them1 (or me). Some of these individuals are on their own personal growing curve and are open to self-modification because they recognise the facade of ego. We all have physiological, physical, cognitive and behavioural limitations, insecurities and hang-ups to a greater or lesser degree. We all have a defined and largely semi-permanent ‘sexual market place value’ (SMV) which is a conglomeration of what we look like, what we do and how we make women feel (in other words, looks and personality). SMV is semi-plastic in some regards: we can work on our confidence, our intelligence, our humour and attitude. We can look better by training, eating well and building a better inner/outer image (e.g. through better fashion and presenting success indicators). This is not news.
But there is also a cohort of individuals who believe and therefore claim, that baselines are baselines. Their lived-experience, what they read in a textbook represents the Event Horizon on expectations v reality. They are the new gatekeepers – self proclaimed experts destined to carry the torch. In other words their standards and achievements are the norm. Anything that contradicts their expectations, experiences and world-views are sneered at, condescended at, or questioned indirectly and obliquely. They make the catty, estrogen-fuelled bitchy backbiting of sorority princesses look direct.
In other words, they are jealous.
Jealousy and cheerful competitive envy are two very different things and sit at the opposite ends of the spectrum. The former leads one to mope, to be become embittered and hostile. The latter motivates one to excel, learn and win. No amount of words or podcasts or leather jackets or regurgitated metaphors for describing a girls’ walk will ever be able to propel a man from the latter to the former. This is your character, or it is not.
This brings me of course to the observation that is so prevalent on Twitter. You see some legitimate beta/gamma guys, who sit astride their Blue/Red orthodoxy, falling in love with workmates, posting the same turgid nonsense and failure indicators, re-tweeting their friends with the sole aim of driving the follower count. What happens next of course is that once the magical 1,000 or some further increment thereafter is reached, they cast off the prior mentioned training wheels and begin to authoritatively position and posture on-line – all the while falling in love with workmates or, by posting re-hashed and plagiarised Redpill orthodoxy while importantly never posting any meaningful content that justifies the ‘Daygame’ and ‘PUA’ in their Twitter handle. Which brings me to the next point.
On Stupidity
What is news, and what should be actively tackled and called out, is when the cohort of the PUA community continue to espouse the same nonsense with regard to what you should expect to attain in Daygame. Neatly packaged definitions of “the top 1%” “advanced daygamer” and the nauseating misuse of the heuristic “r-K Selection” – which has been embarrassingly misappropriated by the PUA community. The origins of this can of course be traced back to Torero and this was further used by Krauser in greater detail in his tomb Daygame Mastery (the only book on Daygame theory and execution worth reading) however the latter seemed to be fully-versed in the limitations of applying this system to the socially/technologically mitigated leisure-fucking behaviour of Homo sapiens sapiens (when it was first used to illustrate the temporally variant reproductive strategy of organisms such as mammals and…bivalves). Krauser used this concept heuristically as a means to put onto paper exploratory concepts and his own understanding of his experience as he charted the hitherto unexplored waters of daygame like no one had before him. In other words, he was attempting to convey actionable insight into the male-female dynamic as he experienced it on his journey. I will not go into this application in any more detail as it is profoundly misused and its advocates continue to show their herd behaviour in this regard. But see the next three sentences:
Girls like excitement and sex, girls are capable of lying and
Girls like stability and sex, girls are capable of being honest
Has the penny dropped, yet?
These italicised sentences summarise the essential behavioural range of female decision making. This again, is not new. Wearing a leather jacket does not necessarily draw out one emotional state at the expense of another.
Now that this nonsense is out of the way. Let’s also attempt to tackle the slippery definition of a ‘6’ or a ‘7’ or an ‘8’. Before we do, I ask you to take a walk around Kyiv or any other European city. On this stroll you will that it is the norm to witness average men with beautiful young women. When I say average what I am actually saying is that none of these men carry any inordinately obvious extra-special variations in the normative definition of male ‘SMV traits’ i.e. looks, height, muscles. What we simply see is the entirely normal application of…
youth dating youth.
It is far from rare, and actually rather common, to see so exceptionally beautiful young women with young men who have normal biological assets in every sense. Average height, looks, body. Yet we see the same tired, old, uncritical application of pure bullshit espoused by the pseudo-scientist dross on Twitter that suggests there is some alter-life where these girls are chasing the reproductive strategy of a bivalve, or a shore crab, or a mouse because you are wearing a leather jacket, you told them they are drifting like a piece of candyfloss – therefore it gets them off. Congratulations, dickhead. You’ve just swallowed Torero’s bullshit paradigm shat-out from 60 year old evolutionary model he learnt in his undergraduate class. But the real uncomfortable truth here for many players, especially those in their 20s and very early 30s, is that according to their logic – these elegant beauties in our European cities are ‘dating down’. This hypothesis is testable (go look for yourself). And this truth hurts because half of the PUAs in their 20s will never acknowledge this fact because the truth fucking hurts – they are not dating up.
Girls of this example I list above (go walk around Podil and see) are predisposed towards men, young men, who belong to their grouping for several reasons a few of which include 1) societal/family expectation 2) younger men are generally fitter and more attractive 3) they tie-in with their immediate social circle. The list goes on. For these reasons I state the following:
Listening to 20-something year old PUAs talk about what is a 7 or a 9, how many of these 7 or 9s you can sleep with per year are doing this to lower the bar on their own lack of success with women near to their own age cohort.
So here we get to the nub of the problem. Given the clear FACTS that in pretty much ALL European cities you see legitimately beautiful young women with young men who are, in the overwhelming majority of cases, lacking in the uncritically defined and ill-thought out characterisations of SMV (muscles, height etc) this brings me to the heart of the matter…
What is Real Game?
Is it:
- A 20-something year man equipped with a bit of LDM structure dating girls his own age?
- Or men in their late 30s and 40s breaking this mould and dating girls 20 years younger than them?
What is more impressive of the two situations above? Remember that the data is there, live, observable in the wild. Do you see model-beauty men with even more beautiful women? Or do you see predominantly normal men often with extraordinary looking women? This is a rhetorical question of course. Those of you who aren’t disposed towards the jealousy side of the spectrum will already know the answer. For the rest of you…keep re-tweeting at those bros‘.
1I am actually – they are just jealous cunts

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