Hey Roosh — interesting you mentioned “artists” in your article. As an artist I can respect your point of view. The art world is all about a cliche of the most pretencious asshole society there is. The artists are an after thought whereas the “art world” is the exclusive club that people try to belong to. We see critics, curators, buyers, art-star wannnabees (no i am not one of them – I just do my art and thats that). Folks go to opening receptions of exhibits merely to be seen, rarely do they ever look at the art. Your sentiments are that of mine, and thanks for posting them.

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Roosh, top notch as usual.

When I get back to North America I am looking forward to reading a month plus of RL posts that I missed while travelling.

(and to all the typical americans who bitch about my spelling, look past the tip of your nose. The rest of the english speaking world spells it travelling).

phil: saddam hussein was quite the ladies man i hear, so being hung like him might not be so bad. the only epithets hurled at you would be gasps and praises every time you walked into the men’s locker room.

now I understand!

Roosh you forgot the most potent accessory worn by the guys buying bottle service at the club, sex panther. That shit is illegal in nine countries and is made with bits of real panther!

I really don’t get this blog post. Are you trying to come off as insightful or are you trying to be confrontational? Either way this post is a waste of time. This idiot blog has really gone to shit since you switched domain names. The only reason I started reading this blog is because it used to be dcbachelor.com but. Find a new outlet you nerd dick.

With only 8 million millionaires in the U.S. they might not be as rich as you may think they are. Try getting a girl without the alcohol it can be much better in the bedroom to both be sober, much easier to go for 24 hours if you don’t pass out. Of course, it is nice to walk into a club late and have people chanting your name with woman running up and hugging you. You just have to be larger than the BS life, with maybe a life goal you can never achieve to keep the game flowing.

“I would rather be hung like Saddam Hussein, with epithets being hurled at me, than to be caught waiting in line to get into a nightclub.”

Who wouldn’t want be hung like Saddam Hussein? I heard the guy was enormous. Hurl them epithets, ladies, I’m packing a WMD down here.

“Each have their elite circles that you can only gain access to by who know and what your bloodline is and the number of zeros in your bank account.”

Bloodline? Where the hell do you hang out, the club from Blade?

People who are “partying in latest venues various nights during the week” are certainly not working their ass off making that “number of zeros in your bank account.” They’re being haughty with their daddy’s money. And that, my friends, is lame. Especially if they’re hanging out with Daddy’s rich friends’ kids and their cousins. Me, I’ll go to the cheap clubs and get seduce unrelated strangers, thanks.

Well said Roosh, being one of the afore mention people that spend most hours in nightclubs and lounges and the like. without saying to much that exclusive circle of which you mention has sub circles based venues and nights of the week and race. that’s another blog in itself.

please don’t bash those enjoy partying in latest venues various nights during the week, having both experienced being in and out of exclusive so to speak circle. its same when you are in and out. yes waiting in line sucks,and no everyone is able to walk to the front of the line and shake the bouncers hand and walk in..

Roosh you leave out a lot of points about clubbing, most of the people in circles have known each other for years.or may even be relatives…so as outsider you think its a elite circle that you have to buy your way into…its not its just who know…this is not only true in nightlife..its life!!

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Each have their elite circles that you can only gain access to by who know and what your bloodline is and the number of zeros in your bank account. before you pigeonhole people who enjoy clubbin and their sometimes haughty attitudes..ask your self whens the last time the prinipal or ceo of your company invited you out to lunch with his fellow partners..its all the same ish different pan…

good post!!

you can’t fight it. where there is an exclusivity vacuum, a group will materialize to fill it. the drive to draw distinctions between us and them is almost as great as the urge to fuck. the angriest violence is committed against close neighbors.

try it yourself. create an all-inclusive, non-judgmental, uber-diverse club of everyone where the doors are flung forever open, the price is a smile and handshake, and the VIP lounge is everywhere and always. watch as eventually someone violates some sacred by-law of somebody’s unfathomable mental machinery and the battle lines are drawn, the psyches splayed in posturing effrontery, and the machiavellian game of favorites assumes pole position.

you truly want out? play by your own rules, but do it with charm, with a nod and a wink to the prevailing biological constraints. they will come.

I would rather be hung like Saddam Hussein, with epithets being hurled at me, than to be caught waiting in line to get into a nightclub. (this almost happened to me at Best Buy when I tried to return an hdmi cable in an open container with no receipt.)

The last paragraph of this post almost sounded like a veiled shot at a certain Mens club. Maybe that wasn’t the intention, but that’s how I read it. Kind of funny too.

I never did get people who seek their joy out of living in clubs … not just going to them now and then for kicks, but actually spending most of your free time and finding your social circle in them. What a sad sort of life that must be. Drinks with friends and/or a good house party beat going to clubs every time in my mind.

Has the bandana gone at of style yet? I was rocking it the other night and didn’t seem to have much lady love.

For the record I started the “stomach belt” trend back in 05, God you girls are soooo slow.

Now the new trend is to grow your FUPA out far enough and rock a Red belt above it, biggest FUPA is most fashionable

I think that whole lifestyle is so sad. Your friends and your “group” should be the people you have fun with, can talk to, trust, love and care about and vice versa.

If you like to go to clubs together, then thats great, but to make friends with people just bc you all party or like the same bar is just empty.

I feel lucky that I’ve always had amazing friends and that my friendships consist of real bonds, not superficial ones.