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I’m pinched as fuck, on rent, living expenses, jiu jitsu, and Crossfit, but I ordered Day Bang anyway. Priorities.
Her true nature is not talking about fashion or having pillow fights in silk pajamas—it’s how she acts when she is being romantically pursued by a real man. If you have not tried to have sex with her then you’re only experiencing the tail end of the coin. This is why so many girls think their kind is reasonable and normal, when in fact they are capable of the evilest of evil the world has ever seen.
I’ve come to the conclusion that you shouldn’t listen to a woman about anything. I’ve observed almost no cases where a man’s status or position has been increased from following a woman’s advice or opinions, and it’s much more likely for him to be harmed from it.
The problem with Western women is they pretend they’re an expert on topics that they’re unqualified to talk about.
Even a girl’s opinions on friendship, a basic element of humanity, are completely useless. Just about all female friendships are poisoned with jealousy, envy, drama, frequent abandonment, and a neverending series of petty fights and backstabbing that leave the average man scratching his head about where all that anger and disloyalty is coming from. Personal attacks that would stun grown men are weekly occurences in female friendships.
f you peel back the layers of a modern woman, you’ll find that her life’s total education has little real-world application. It’s filled with liberal idealism and pop culture nonsense that has no positive bearing to you or any other man. Never ask a woman for advice on anything besides maybe fashion, and never let a woman influence you with her flawed and shockingly incomplete body of knowledge. Seek out a woman for her beauty, femininity, sexuality, and pleasing, low-maintenance personality, but not for her intelligence. The more of it she thinks she has, the more pompous bullshit you’ll have to put up with.
Gradually I just stopped caring, and soon everything I did in bed was for my pleasure only. The only reason I’d delay orgasm is to make mine better, and I pretended I don’t hear her the first time she told me to drill slower or not to go so deep. I did whatever I wanted because I came to value my orgasm as sacred, and her pleasure as second to mine.
Giving you unsolicited advice. I don’t care if I have the most obvious problem in the world that can be solved with baking soda, but if I don’t ask you for help or at least show I’m open to receiving help, then shut the fuck up. You’re not my mom and you’re not someone who has more life experience than me, so spare me your harebrained ideas for solving a man’s real problems.
Not urging you to continue pumping even if it’s starting to hurt her. I’ll tell you what love is: when a girl begs you to keep going even though you know she already came, even though she’s drying up, and even though you know it’s causing her pain. If she tells you to stop the millisecond after she gets her nut, without you getting yours, I want you to tell her that the point of having sex with women is so a man doesn’t have to use his hand, and that she has performed below the hand. That’s why we do all this shit to fuck women—to get our nut. If she can’t do that for us, then she’s useless as a living being.
While it doesn’t look good for you in terms of marriage, at the minimum any educated, employed man in a first-world nation should be able to sleep with a handful of decent women a year. But without having sexist beliefs, he will wholeheartedly struggle in that front. Here’s what it means to be a sexist:
Having a low level of respect for women.
Having the belief that the genders are not equal (you should nod or smile at the following quote: “A woman can do anything a man can do, as long as a man first shows her how”).
Not listening to them about anything.
Studying flavors of game based on the alpha-male model, an effective countermeasure to feminism.
Preferring the company of compliant, feminine women of different nationalities where feminism has not made strong inroads (Eastern Europe, Southeast Asia, South America).
You don’t have to hate women and you don’t have to abuse them. You don’t have to commit any crimes against them. But you must believe that you are superior and deserve more than them. With the addition of game practice, you will then be sexually rewarded for those beliefs.
The more a man respects a woman, the less notches he will have. While notches don’t yield happiness, if you want to have sex with a lot of women then you should not hold them in high regard.
Emotional, weak, flakey, fickle, petty, jealous, gossipy, spiteful, insecure, shallow. I’m going to automatically respect that? Disrespect the entire gender, but do respect the girl who earns it. A woman you meet does not deserve the benefit of the doubt until she proves herself.
95% of women, by their very nature, are worthless as potential girlfriends. Their worth lies in a number that boosts our ego and gives us something to brag about.
Roosh: What percentage of women have a calling to contribute to society instead of picking a whatever major in psychology or communications? For most women, “opportunity” is just about making a buck for dining, shopping, smartphone unlimited data package, etc..
“Roosh: What percentage of women have a calling to contribute to society”
Who cares? Don’t listen to women about anything, except to the extent that their words are the noise and smoke coming off their hamster wheel.
#3 – TL;DR
Roosh – Have fun dude!
u ar a lzy fucker roosh. post some more game advice it’s always winning for me. c’mon man jesus fucking christ!!!
#3 – AMAZING. Please start a blog.
#7 – Modern-day ADD Fool who doesn’t recognize brilliance when he reads it.
Thanks for your work.
Enjoy your vacation
#3 – Is just random excerpts of Roosh’s past posts, plagiarism.
Enjoy sunny beach ;)
Anyone know other cool game blogs? I’ve seen a few, but they couldn’t hold my attention…
It’s so lovely that you travel and meet nice girls. I just found your blog recently because my hubby left it on our family desktop. He doesn’t normally read blogs, but I thought it must be good so I had a look. Reading books and traveling is wonderful. I hope you meet a nice lady.
Hahah Roosh, you are going to be amazed with Balkan women as much, or even more than with Polish chicks ;) (and i’m telling this as Polish guy, visiting balkans 2-3/year) :)
They seems to have even more qualities that you liked and pursed(feminine, etc), and they are prettier than our women (thinner-better food, smaller noses, darker hair and skin).
Balkans guys game is quite strong, but a lot of them are chubby chasers (smth cultural) so it’s quite funny.
Just don’t spend too much time in Serbia, their girls are quite similar to Russians and i don’t prefer this type ;)
Way to go: Croatia, Montenegro, Serbia ;)
Come down to Louisiana if you like women that are hungrier to give head.
I just finished Bang and am currently reading Day Bang now
Was out in Edinburgh last night and met a girl in a piano bar , walked her home and used the “can I use your toilet” Line from Bang.
Worked a treat! What a book x
The bar is called “fingers” and was full of 30+ cougars, you should check it out if your in Edinburgh, have a good break x
Have lots of fun!
“Isn’t 27 a little old to be single?”
“Pardon? Too old?”
“Yeah, like if you want to have kids and stuff – isn’t 27 a bit old to still be single?”
Once I’d picked my jaw up off the floor and provided a response which didn’t include nearly as many swear words as I’d have liked in retrospect, it wasn’t long before I was wishing them a good night, and making my excuses to go home.
The next morning, his question was the first thing to come to mind.
“Oh, that’s just the Canadians” reassured the PIB when I regaled her with the story later on, “When we went away, our hotel was full of them. They’d all married by 21, and for the most part divorced by 30. They do things earlier, having families and the like. London’s just…well, it’s just different for us.”
Right though she may be, the whole thing forced me to acknowledge something that has been creeping around my mind for a while now: that society’s changing, and our generation are the guinea pigs.
We’re a generation living in rented accommodation, with friends instead of other halves, or even still at home with parents. We’re working hard at our careers and relationships come second, we travel the world after university instead of beginning the hunt for a job, often not finding a permanent one until well into our mid twenties. Even in our careers we’re feeling our way: the jobs we’ve got now didn’t exist when we started uni.
Marriage will happen – at some point – but not now, not yet, not while there’s fun to be had. And kids? As a 27 year old girl who spends her nights surrounded by mostly single friends, and mornings in bed with a hangover and the vague but cheering memories from the night before, the idea of being responsible for a child is nothing short of terrifying.
Our lives are different to the ones we grew up expecting. Somewhere in the depths of 1996, there’s a gaggle of thirteen year olds who thought we’d be married with kids by now – or at least paired with someone who wanted that with us – but instead, we’re nowhere close.
For the most part, we’re happy. We’re doing well. We’re well adjusted, fun to be around, brimming with experiences and stories to tell. We look at those who settled down young and feel bad: they’re the ones missing out, not us.
However, there’s no denying it, we’ve had our long term relationships, they’ve broken up and now we’re single again. But it’s different this time around.
There’s an edge to it; a desperation creeping in, a scrabble to locate the nearest hot man in any given vicinity.
If you squint and look around the pub at 11pm on a Saturday night, over at the group of girls laughing, dancing, hugging, chatting and doing shots, you can sometimes see and hear the point at which the old generation, the one that told us we’d be settled by 30, is meeting this new one; where you can have it all – but later, and detect a bit of panic. It’s in our conversations and the back of our minds; the way we search the people at the bar.
This doing it later stuff, it’s a nice idea in our heads, and we’re doing it with gusto. But our hearts haven’t quite caught up yet.
So, are we too old? No, we’re not too old. We don’t look it, we don’t feel it, we don’t realise it.
But if by some stretch of the imagination it turns out we are, then we’ll surely be the first generation to know about it.
From Blog: Please Don’t Eat With Your Mouth Open
question regarding the forum black men and white women since you locked that one.
will you make an article of white men and asian girls to see if the white nationalists from stormfront will rage on that topic?
that plus id like to hear your thoughts on the matter
Really think you should come to Goiania – GO in Brazil. Lots of fun.
Thank god for White Anglos Roosh. I wake up every morning thanking god I’m white
Hey mangina, that’s a nice chick you cross-posted. Tell her she’ll be a cougar before she knows it.
Typical nasty brit female.
Been practising your sniper style of day game on the streets here in Singapore. no great results yet, but I think it will take awhile at least, of proper training and reps.
Roosh: many ‘PUAs’in asia believe day game is not easy due to conservativism here, ‘don’t talk to strangers’. Any thoughts/insights to share, about using your day bang tactics in a supposedly ‘closed’ society?
Also with your hiatus, any comments about upcoming books? ; )
Will you be coming to Serbia?
Too old with 27? Hahaa!
I will turn into my 29 in less than two month and I never slepth or made out with anybody and still havent started studying.
Sometimes I ask myself if I already spoiled my life, but – whatever, dont take it too serious, there are many ways to do it, so fuck it!
Hey tienes buenos preceptos
pero eres demasiado egocentrismo