Game begets counter game ad infinitum, which is one of the main problems of acceding to game. Game is really acceding to female control, doing a marionnette dance to try to impress increasingly demanding masculinized women. It is relinquishing power to women for the sake of our vital urge for pussy, which we shouldn’t have to do. Which is why I am against game.

The need for game is a by-product of feminism. We should do everything we can to restructure society so that game becomes mostly unnecessary, as it is in places like Brazil or Russia, where men are really men and not puppets.

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Extended trip out of a backpack. Weekends spent at hipster bars. Transition angst. Blogging about the whole mess. Wow, this has never been done.

This whole thing is an elaborate “BMW keychain on the bar”.

Joe T – In my opinion these women aren’t even using the one-upmanship to make themselves more vital or desirable. It seems to me that this behavior is merely an attention-whoring technique (that is, yet another shit test that they hope/expect is never “passed”).

Thoughts?

Here’s an idea for ya: nothing any girl could ever do (besides becoming a brain surgeon, an astrnaut, or a bounty hunter), could compare with the lesser exploits of the average adventurous guy like Roosh.

How many attractive 28 year-old white girls from DC would backpack through South America for six months, alone?

I rest my case.

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remember when this blog was consistently funny?

me neither

My life’s journey has taught me that worldly experiences does not produce wisdom or knowledge and insight. I have met narrow-minded pin heads overseas who have lived off the beaten track and worldly cab drivers who never left Chicago. I hope I have learned something from both of them and the numerous people I have met in between.

In support of this post, I suspect that Roosh was picking up a vibe from his encounters that told him the people validating their life experiences were not nearly as wise or diverse as they claim. Otherwise he should not and would not dismiss them or miss the chance to engage their views. As the old line goes, your blues ain’t like my blues, so there might be something to draw from someone else’s journey. (Come to think of it, that may be why I like reading this blog).

Since you brought it up, I suggest that Roosh listen to the people who offer their past and push them to think outside of their experiences, but simultaneously push himself to think beyond his experiences as well. We should all ask oursleves and those we meet, why “it” matters and then why again. In doing so, we just might find that there is more to heaven and earth than is dreamed of in our own philosophy. (Apologies to the bard and several blues singers).

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If other people are interested in getting to know you , they will ask questions.
THEN you can tell them all about your experiences and travels and “subcommunicate” what you have learnt etc.
By simply volunteering information about experiences , people come across as braggarts, or insecure people trying to make a good impression.

The one thing that people love talking about is themselves … so ask people questions and ideally they will return the favour , if not …. they are self centred and probably not worth your time and efforts.
…unless they are really hot and bangeable.

didnt you recently write a travel book?

I thought about this some more, and the answer is, we all use whatever we have that we think is an advantage. When I was a poor bodybuilder with great hair, I dressed in a way to accentuate what I had, muscle shirts, tight shorts, long, wavy hair, and I tried avoiding things that didn’t make me look good. I was poor and had a crappy car, so I would make dates in the park, or hang out somewhere near my apartment, so I wouldn’t have to show them my crappie Eagle Spirit. Now that I have money, and a nice car, but have let the body go, and have a receding hairline, I cut the hair short to de-emphasize it, wear clothes that cover up what I used to show off, and I use my nice penthouse apartment and BMW to attract women. Funny thing is, I used to make fun of the old rich guys with the receding hairline and the fancy cars. Now I make fun of the young bodybuilders with no money. We all think what we do is ok, and what everybody else does we hold in contempt, usually because it is something we cannot do, so it has to suck. Non of you tards could honestly say if you had access to a 500k car that you would not cruise around and try and pick up chicks. You tell yourself you wouldn’t, but you would. Even if you have 10 women a day, you could always go for 11, just like Spinal Tap.

I give a chick another two dicks on the handicap for every country she’s been to.

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BMW keys are for douches… if its not italian and fast…keep it in your pocket

yeah, but that german engineering means better performance and… reliability. but i suppose there’s always a trade-off between form and function.

roosh i get what you’re getting at. chicks especially love to use travel experience as ego boost self-stroking status-preening, but when you cut through the ad copy you learn that what most of them mean by travel experience is drinking coffee in outdoor cafes, lounging on the beach, and getting groped by horny locals. the person who stepped off the beaten path and accumulated experience for the sake of no one but himself exudes worldliness in everything he does.

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I think I’ve lived more days than most on here. And I have a BMW. And a bicycle. No hiptard t-shirts though.

Line forms to the left ladies.

So why did you fucks vote for Hillary Clinton because that bitch lies consistently about all her experiences…I’m just sayin….

I think people are misinterpreting this. It is not a question of whether experience is valuable or not, because it definitely is. It is more about how far too many people exaggerate past experiences to prove a point about their personalities, instead of just simply being what they are without having to explain themselves and their greatness.
Also, many of the experiences that people take sooo much pride on because they have made them mature sooo much faster are actually pretty common. Parents getting divorced, living abroad for a short period of time, etc., etc., yes, they make you grow, but it’s not like you’re light-years ahead of the rest of humanity and have become a sort of super-aware, wise being who knows all the answers.
Bottom-line, you’re not that special, especially when you think you are and have to talk people into believing you by relating your marvelous past.

Hey, My BMW key hurts when I sit on it, because it has the key and alarm all together, and it’s too big to put on my keychain with my other keys, that is the only reason I put it on the bar, face up. I guess it depends on where you are, here in Orange County, a BMW is the equivalent of a Honda Accord, it is considered the minimum here, it doesn’t impress, but it doesn’t hurt either, it is kind of like Switzerland, completely neutral. I did have a girl come up and talk to me once because if it. She said “What’s the difference between a BMW and a Cactus? A cactus has the pricks on the outside. HaHaHa. It gave me a good excuse to leave after sex though. She said where are you going? I said I drive a BMW, that makes me a prick remember? Kryptonite key, that’s funny man, cruel, but funny. I can just see Roosh in his 100% Huggable tshirt, asking a chick at the bar, So do you want to go back to your place? I can give you a boost on the handlebars, if you don’t live too far away.