Exit Strategy

As I sit here now in my nice apartment overlooking the Polish capital city I am feeling slightly fucking exhausted and tired. Yet another night of negligible sleep. A girl I met in January came over late last night and we had sex but she knew I was exhausted and wanted to sleep. Afterwards, at around 1am, she called her taxi but asked for it to arrive 15 minutes later ‘so we could talk’. I let her know this was unacceptable and told her to wait outside so that I could try (and fail) to sleep.

This detail let me to ruminate on several points and caused me to chew-over some ideas in those small hours chasing sleep; it motivated me to ask a hard question and face a hard reality, and put down on paper my essential exit strategy from Game/Daygame over the next 18 to 24 months.

The following represents a precis of a weekends’ discussion with John Bodi.

  1. Anything that is too good for you is bad for you. Immersing yourself in this life of travel, meeting women, drinking and partying is not good for you long-term. Especially for someone like me who is comfortable in a nightgame/club environment.
  2. I am realistic about the women I date and sleep with and those I can realistically form a pair-bond with. I have slept with many beautiful young women over the last 18 months and maintain regular contact with some of them. Most of them will be excellent wives and mothers to a greater or lesser degree. But not to me. Because they are too young. I feel absolutely comfortable with letting these girls go on an emotional level because we are living in two different worlds. A man in his late-30s cannot date, impregnate and marry a woman in her early-20s. Should you attempt this folly, then enjoy that few years of happiness before the fires start and you experience hypergamy writ-large in all its glory. This is a fact. If your male ego convinces you that you can date a woman of this age and convert this into a long-term partnership then this represents a failing on your side and I urge you to examine this methodology again, for this is vanity. This said, I would not be surprised if some of these younger women I have met (and will meet) will stay in my life as friends for some time.
  3. If you got into Game late, like me, then be absolutely ruthless with what you want out of it. Because you can easily sell your soul (think about what I mean by this, long and hard). I aim to simply find an attractive and feminine woman aged 27-28 with no children, perform due-diligence and then settle down. The age-dynamic and Chaos Index between women in their early 20s and mid-to-late 20s means they are effectively two different species. For a man in his mid-40s, entering into a pair-bond with a 29-31 year old is a win. If she has no children but wants them, if she will enrich your life and that of your children, then you have beaten the house. Cash the chips, walk out. Never look back (more on this in a later article). As males, we have allowed Game and Redpill orthodoxy to corrupt our ability to think practically, to reality weave and ignore the wood for the trees. We think that because we have game and understand women that we are in control of the project. We aren’t. Young women, their vacillations, dreams, impulses and mistakes, their changing desires and needs in life are real. What will happen when the penny drops and you turn 50, as she hits 25 and has that ‘what the fuck have I done’ moment as she trains in the gym and realises you cannot give the life comfort and future-proof that all the men in her age cohort, can? That 35 year old player who then opens her in the mall late that week has just destroyed your life…
  4. I will stop measuring stats once I have reached 1000 sets. It is a token number and represents the figurative ascent of some small Game Munro, of sorts. I have no wish to continue to issue blow by blow tweet updates on my interactions.

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8 responses to “Exit Strategy”

  1. Romeo_is_real avatar
    Romeo_is_real

    That’s a solid strategy, and it’s one I’ve being trying to implement myself. The major Problem I’ve found is the absolute dearth of Hot, non-crazy, No kids, Women still single, aged 27 – 30 in the FSU. They are ALL hitched by the time they are 25 it seems.
    What to do?

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    1. We have to have faith they are there. Keep looking hard my friend.

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      1. Romeo_is_real avatar
        Romeo_is_real

        I will do, thanks Man, Beer on me whenever we cross paths in the FSU.

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  2. James avatar
    James

    You say you started late. How old are you now? If youre not comfortable answering that, how old were you when you started out?

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    1. Wrong end of my 30s

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  3. For sure. Let me know your locale.

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  4. I think the main thrust of this post is correct but I quibble on the details. I think 23-ish is the bottom end, not 27-ish, for when you pass the primary risk point of the player in the mall taking her from you. I’d also add, (i) don’t live in a daygame-friendly town, or a city centre. It’s easy to forget that competent player’s are exceptionally rare, especially daygamers. I’ll bet if you started your family in Chopwell or Morpeth, you won’t be losing your wife to a player who opened her at the frozen foods section of Aldi. (ii) these risks are more relevant to men who don’t have the X factor with women in relationships. If you make a bird fall in love- and keep her there- she makes herself off limits. You must’ve had the experience when you make a girl wet her pants in pleasure at the stop but she still refuses to give up her number because she loves her boyfriend. Now ask yourself, how many times is your future wife likely to meet a guy of your calibre in the mall?

    I’d say this is a “Rollo Risk” (c) Nick Krauser 2020. A Rollow Risk is an extremely unfavourable intersexual outcome that only really affects dweebs,, low value chumps, and fake players.

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    1. Good points. I’d like to stretch to 23ish but for me I’m future projecting myself. It’s a relevant risk factor for me to get to 50 and have a 29 or 30 year old who stares at this white, bloated bald carcass every morning and then gives serious credence to Little Akhmed who freaked her out in the frozen food section of Aldi last week as she was pressured into swapping numbers with him.

      “hello I’m Akhmed please meeting you. Are you always so friendly to new people’s in the shops”

      “hi Akhmed what are you doing tonight….”

      Haha you get my point.

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