Flip the switch.

Lets assume on the most basic level of our existence that we are biological machines with only 2 major purposes in life, that is to survive and replicate - Mystery + a little bit of Charles Darwin.

As much as the male social robots are programmed to respond to a female with bewbies and booty (replication - bewbies for nurturing the young with a sustainable amount of nutrition -milk, and booty for the purpose of safe/multiple labour), a female social robot's mind is hardwired to respond to the survival and social value of a male (refer to previous entry).

I'm not trying to convince you guys that being "jihong" or "lecherous" justifies the fact that you're a good father with awesome survival instincts -it does to a certain extent though lol ^_^. Im actually trying to imply that attraction is never a choice - If a guy decides that he will only be attracted to tall caucasian girls with long hair and a cute face. Chances are if a short chinese girl with short hair, pretty face but bountiful assets(the two that i have previously mentioned) come across, he will get attracted to her like bee to honey.

Similarly on the other hand, if a guy demonstrates the qualities required to flip the attraction button of the female, she will respond. But the big concern here now will be this - How do we demonstrate all these proposed survival and social value to a girl on first impression?



I will cover these in detail in the next entry because i do not wish to make this one a wall of text.

Why Girls are like Guppies!

GUPPY LOVE!

I have come across this really interesting article on http://www.pickupguide.com/ on the topic of social proof and here it is:

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The Billy Joel Syndrome is one of the great social science mysteries:

Why do beautiful women sometimes fall for not-so-good-looking guys?

For the answer, says Dr. Lee Alan Dugatkin, look to guppies. Guppies are the first species in which scientists have observed the phenomenon of "mate copying": A female guppy is much more likely to have the hots for a male guppy if other female guppies like him, too. And it seems humans behave in much the same way. Dugatkin conducted a study of 60 men and 74 women who were shown pictures of strangers and asked if they'd like to date them. They were also given information about whether other men and women, respectively, found the strangers attractive." Unsurprisingly, the male and female subjects both liked attractive people," says Dugatkin, a professor at the University of Louisville." But females weighed the opinions of other females much more highly than the men did."

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So yea we know that. I have seen so many incidents where an old fat ugly bloke will appear in the comfortable midst of a group of highly appealing girls. Assumingly, we'd think that this guy is either a filthy rich mofo or just another one of those guys who owns part of the club. If one is neither goodlooking nor rich, how can we hope to achieve social proof? Here are my suggestions:

1) Collective social-proof. Choose your friends wisely. In Singapore, people are very comfortable with the concept of social profiling, or stereotyping. If you hang out with the rich and the famous, you would be perceived as one even though you could just be nobody. On the other hand, no matter how goodlooking or charismatic you are, girls will be less inclined to get close to you if you hang out with a bunch of people with weak social identities.

Inner-game. Be comfortable, and confident. If one carries himself with confidence and is comfortable with his surroundings, he presents a strong frame. A person with inner-game naturally demonstrates the values of preselection through his non-neediness (refer to cat theory) and creates an illusion that he is the centre of the social function. Picture a bunch of loud-speaking, fun-loving and smile-bearing laidback guys who just cant give a fuck about anyone else in the club. The collective social proof of such a bunch will depress that of the old fat bloke's anyday.

3) Group Theory. If you can't beat them, join them. Perhaps the most direct way to get to a target in a group is through an approach scenario. However, a few most important pointers to take note of when doing a group approach such as to always engage the male in the group in a conversation upon approach. If the group is a set with no guys, engage a girl who is less attractive, always face your target with your your shoulders etc. I will cover more on group theory on entries to come.

The less you try, the more you get.

There is a concept in pick-up coined as the Cat's Theory - Dangle a ball of strings in front of a cat just out of its reach and that little pussy will play around in trying to touch the ball of strings constantly. This interaction between the ball of strings and the cat could go on for a long time but once you drop that ball of strings, the little pussy messes around it for just awhile and leaves it right away, showing disinterest.

This phenomenon parallels the interaction between a guy(the ball of strings) and a girl(the pussy - pun intended) in life as well. A girl will often and eventually take a guy for granted and grow bored of him if he throws himself on her, appears needy and succumbs to every wish and desire of the girl - pays for drinks, offer to send her to places, sweet talk etc. On the other hand, if a guy shows his interest towards a girl but appears almost out of reach all the time, he is playing his cards right. The less you try, the more you get. If you make your availability scarce but carries your frame well whenever you interact with a woman, she will grow to appreciate your presence more each time you guys rarely meet.

The social dynamics involved here is that people will often perceive what is scarce and rare to be of high value or highly exclusive. A Lamborghini Reventon costs a fuckload amount of money (1 million euros) not only because of its craftsmanship and engineering,but also its value is defined by its scarcity and people's perception on how exclusive it is - only 20 are made and released in the public. Another factor that propels a girl to chase after what is seemingly out of reach is their need to be validated.

Validation? Trust me, as much as girls pretend that they dont like the attention from guys, they fucking do. Most pretty girls are attention black-holes - all they do is soak up the male attention in the solar system of comfort they live in. Therefore, if you carry yourself as that kinda guy who doesnt quite give a fuck (show lack of interest) towards how pretty/hot the girl is, you demonstrate value and pique her interest as she will be left hanging and wondering why this guy isn't attracted to her beauty just like the other guys. Subsequently, she will be inclined to give you response and also gather your response/attention to validate her own qualities.

Project Gambit.

The fear of loss is always greater than the anticipation of gain. Fortunately in my case, i have nothing much to lose. After all these efforts, i have decided that i should give this pick-up thing one good shot. Along with my intention to break out of my cocoon of self-consciousness and social insecurities by seeking validation in the opposite sex, and eventually develop into an individual of confidence and competency, i would like to write this blog and make it a living account for my progress in this endeavor. To be more specific, i would try to feature first person accounts on my subsequent attempts on pick-up - the victories and more probably, the disasters. I will also document a few trends and social dynamics that i have observed in the dating scene of Singapore (a very tight-close community with extreme social consequences).

As much as this blog might contain content similar to one of those online layguides or seduction books, i do not intend to take on the role of a teacher and tell people what exactly they should be doing. However, i will try to give an explanation on what a girl would be attracted to or appalled by with my conceptual knowledge.

If you happen to stumble upon this blog and are somehow offended by its content, perhaps that of its nature of superficiality and moral decadence, i beg for your forgiveness as this blog was started based solely on my best personal intentions to improve myself into a more complete and developed individual.

The Game and The Playahood.

It all began when i stumbled across this book called The Game by Neil Strauss, which depicts in the form of real life accounts the transformation process of the protagonist Neil Straus aka Style - from an average frustrated chump just like myself, to one of the world's greatest pick-up artists. Many of us, especially the guys, have come across this book. Some took it as a joke, some find it interesting but didnt think too much of it, and a few others took it seriously. I was one of those, fortunately or/and unfortunately, who took it very very seriously. Having learnt that a person such as Neil Straus, one who was suffering from a residing hair-line, low self-esteem and self-consciousness could break away from all his insecurities to become almost the Godfather of fuck, and having date some of the world's most beautiful women, has given me more than just hope that i could change into a more social and out-going person capable of sustaining conversations with chicks - I wanted to become a student of the pick-up. I wanted to play the Game.

I went on to study the works of other prominent pick-up artists such as Mystery and his Mystery Method, and Ross Jeffrie's Speed Seduction. I have also signed up on several online pick-up forums where both the students of pick-up and the masters will post their sentiments and discuss on strategies on how to score women in life. Unknowingly, i was drawn into a community that encompasses the most superficial side of men, with only one objective and that is to, by any means neccessary, score women.

The Girl. and The Beginning.

I could still recall most vividly how it was like - the first time i held a girl's hand. It was during one of those excursions in primary school where kids had to line up in lines of two as they waddle their way around the zoo behind their teachers. I had this major crush on this girl in class then called Cheryl and when i figured we had to hold hands, i was reduced to a state best described as being scared shitless. As much as i want to get jiggy with this ohsosweet-eye-candy of mine, i was crippled by a mixture of strange, fearful yet familiar feelings.

As i grow older, nothing much has changed apart from the fact that this anxiety i go through each time i come into contact with one of the opposite sex grew dreadfully stronger and stronger. As a teenager in one of the most prestigious boys schools infamous for its corporate playboy culture and unofficial student-affliations with many other girls schools, i was quite the opposite of what my school culture would define - I was self-conscious, frustrated and very much shy and introvert. Each time my friends go on bragging about their experience with girls from our sister school, i would be reminded of how fucking pathetic i was. Depressed, i was desperate for some form of solution.