Status Symbols
One of my friends, a well practiced amateur swindler, has become expertly versed in the manipulation of cognitive associations to con his prospects into thinking he’s far more rich/famous/powerful than he really is. His method is based on peacocking and he has recently enlightened me on some of his more promising tactics. I share them with you, in the hopes that they will grant you equal amounts of poon. After directly witnessing his antics in both cold hunts and social circles, I must admit, he has changed my opinion on lying. Previously I had thought it was unnecessary if your game was tight enough, but after seeing how drastically more efficient his game is because of it, I have come to realize that lying is a far too easy and powerful option to ignore; at least for those men not interested in long-term relationships and willing to traverse through morally hazy grounds. It is especially useful for quickly scaling up the quality of girls you’re dating.
(1) Holding a book: Head to Barnes and Nobles and pick up one of their glossy leather bound classics. Get something very well known, but not commonly read. The Divine Comedy, or the collection of Dickens’ novels will work wonders. Sparknote it so you don’t sound like a complete dumbass in case she HAS read it or knows something of it. The biggest advantage of this isn’t that you come off as more intelligent, but that it eliminates the “creepy guy” vibe fatal to so many direct game approaches. People who read books, especially intelligent books, are perceived as far less likely to be psycho murderers. I say leather bound decorated classic because a raggedy old book will draw less attention, and with a kindle, she only knows that you “read,” not that you’re reading a classic. The point is to stand out, in a subtle manner, and a kindle is far too much of a common accessory. A classic will work better than a philosophy or science book, as the goal is to come off as artistic and interesting, not nerdy or over-analyzing (unless you’re in an area more tailored to that sort of game).
(2) Fancy water: Think Voss or Fiji. Fill the bottles up with tap water afterwards, and keep em cold so air bubbles don’t give away your charade. There’s something about the aesthetically inventive design of artesian water that gives your presence a more refined edge and aura. People around you tend to think, “oh shit, boss” because you spent an extra $2 buying a cylinder shaped brand-name bottle than an eco friendly Poland spring one. However, keep away from environmentally obsessed green chicks. This could be a deal-breaker for them.
(3) Engagement ring: Goes back to taking advantage of pre-selection and hypergamy, a point I stressed in Online Dating. There’s two ways this could play out. If you’re with a girl who goes through with it aggressively the entire time, you’re in the clear. If you’re with a girl who you think is going to show last minute resistance because of the ring, flip the script. Suddenly tell her “you’re right I don’t know what I was thinking,” talk about it for a bit, let it heat up, escalate Kino, then go for it again. The LMR is a shit test. If she’s already come this far, obviously your marital status is not of concern to her. Pulling back a little can also be helpful in the first scenario, and possibly push a girl to be far more eager in pleasuring you by adding an essence of competition.
(4) Gun: Legal matters should be taken into consideration, but yes, a gun will give you a near mystical aura. A threatening vibe is an Alpha vibe, even pissed off betas come off as momentarily Alpha if they can avoid the “immature tantrum” label. And what’s more threatening than a gun? This is likely the key peacocking tool used by members of the Hezbollah and other clubs of similar interest. This should be reserved for after you guys have already established an intimate relationship; otherwise we go back to the creepy psycho killer vibe.
(5) Cigars: Three things are required for this. First, a general knowledge over cigars. I promise, some other cigar enthusiast will ask you “what are you smoking?” to which you shouldn’t reply “A cigar.” Second, how to smoke em smoothly. Know how to cut em, gut em, choose em, the whole 9 yards. And finally, when to pull em out without coming off as a pretentious prick. That last one might take a bit of practice. You can’t head out of a bar for a smoke and while everyone else pulls out a Marlboro, you pull out a Cuban.
(6) Cuff Links: Take me on faith for this one, buy cufflinks from Tiffany’s.
(7) Torch flame lighter: If you smoke cigarettes. For added effect, buy a colored flame lighter. Possibly one of the best ways to get free approach opportunities, everyone’s willing to talk while they’re smoking. It can also be used as a minor way of bouncing or locking down (“come out for a smoke with me”).
(8) Custom pictured credit card: This has to be his most borderline stupid-genius idea. His credit card is one of those where you are allowed to design it with a custom image, so he makes it look like a generic “black card” sort of thing. How women are so easily boggled by the slightest value cues would amaze anyone.
(9) Champagne in cooler: To avoid having to F-close at home. God forbid he actually took a girl to his apartment, she would immediately see the incongruity of him being a James Bondesque character; and Fapjuice blasted all across the bathroom ceiling in a Jackson Pollock type design, piss stains in the carpet synthesizing with moss to blossom into pisshrooms, and stacks of cam videos with exes. So instead, he takes her to his car (A pre-owned Benz, which remember, will still out game a brand new Accord) and pulls a champagne cooler out.
(10) Take everything straight: Caters to the tendency of people to associate taking things straight, from liquor to coffee, to being more Gung-ho. But if you’re really not, sneak your drink into the bathroom and slip a chaser or some milk and sugar in there and then drink it at ease to look like you were bred to stomach things that would make lesser men cringe.
Note, you must already be proficient in all aspects of external game, from frame control to approach anxiety, to pull this shit off. A girl will assume that if you ARE a high value male that you will ACT like one. You must be able to fluidly reinforce an attitude that remains congruent with your perceived status. If you ever lose congruity, embrace it rather than trying to recover from it by backpedalling or explaining it. Morph the script into something new and yet still congruent. I e; if she does see your apartment and you’re living in the basement of a harem, say you just came out of a divorce and your wife took all your shit or the IRS recently took all your belongings because you’ve been evading taxes since you were 13, instead of trying to justify a strange taste for living in basements;
With this higher standard though, comes more leeway. When you begin ACTING like someone else, and people acknowledge you as that new person, you grow “artificial” – but also real – confidence. It would be like playing out a role in a mask, you lose touch with yourself and adopt a new personality, hence, it becomes EASIER to act congruent. You lose conscious awareness of your other weaknesses and your more “real” self. It goes back to method acting being a viable way for changing oneself.
Hey shark I appreciate all the help wit the site, it has made me, without a doubt, a better man. I have a scenario in which It has been my first, looking for your feedback on this one.
Back in September, I was ‘gaming’ this girl at my school, were both in grade 12. She is a perfect fucking 10, perfect ass, perfect tits, perfect face, without a doubt the hottest at my school. We had everything going good, attraction was through the roof, until November hit. I had been sucked into her demon ways and at that point I had been treating her like a ‘beta’, this was before I found out about this site of course. By December, she had given me the ‘Lets Just Be Friends’, heartbroken, I had accepted reality and treated her like a friend. My first real heartbreak. Ever since then I had not given her any signs of jealousy and had moved on with my life, not texting her for anything but homework help. Not knowing moving on with my life after LJBF, increased attraction, she had given me some shit tests, in which I thought she was just being a bitch. At about 9 PM I texted her.
Me: Hey… did you do the English essay?
*2 hours pass and she finally texts back, she normally replies instantly*
bitch: Why are you talking to me? I swear I told you to lose my number?
Me: No time to make up tonight hun, I have homework…
bitch: Then just delete my number or I’ll block you myself!
It ended bad in December, I had treated her like a complete jerk as well. Normally, the responses that came out of me shocked her since I was giving her beta resentment in the past. It ended bad to the point where I deleted her off Facebook and we had not talked ever since. At this point I had looked up on the internet about help with relationships and eventually found this site. Reading upon letting go, I completely moved on with my life, not giving 2 shits about her. I also read and kept in mind how she never got the ego inflation from me, which she was going to look for. One day she came on my bus with her friends, she sat right in front of me. Talking so much about guys and how happy her life was, I could instantly decipher that she was trying to make me jealous. I showed no emotion or attention, I got off my stop like any regular one.
Through the first few months of 2012, she has seen me with many girls (HB8+) at our school. I have been working out and dress 10x better. Now today, April 24, I was waiting at my bus stop. She comes out of nowhere and stands at the bus stop across the street. I noticed her ass got a lot bigger and so did her tits, the sight made me want to angry fuck the shit out of her. After 5 minutes, we finally locked eyes and she smiled and waved at me. I had given her no response but a straight look in the eyes, confused, she tried another attempt to wave, I guess hoping to get a wave back. I did nothing but look her dead in the eyes. After a few minutes I looked and noticed her staring at me, but once I made eye contact, she looked away instantly. Her bus came and she went on it.
Now I read how going back to your ex will slow down your recovery process. But ever since that heartbreak with her in December, and upon finding this site my success with woman increased dramatically. I had learned from my beta ways and I thank her for breaking my heart, as it is the only thing that made me evolve into the alpha I am now. I had multiple woman interested with me, all HB8+, and have been successful with them so far. I am convinced that I have become alpha, but still crave to be the ultimate alpha. I am convinced that if I talk to her again I WILL NOT resort back to my beta ways. I do want to fuck the shit out of her, and I know at one point she wanted to too. Since I have been a crybaby bitch beta with her for the most part in the past, I will have to give her some hard dick game, to show her that i have indeed changed. Any ideas about going upon this? How should I react when we see each other in the halls? Even if I can be just friends with her, I know it will spark competitive anxiety with the plethora of woman interested in me at my school.
Thanks.
Thanks, Shark. You opened my eyes.
My case of being heartbroken is slightly different then any testimonials provided by the readers. To all of you – treat it as a warning.
I had two LTR in my life witch last more than 1 year. The first one was with a girl which I really liked, she was quite hot, intelligent and interesting. Her father was a member of a legendary punk rock band in early 80s, here in my country. I am musican myself, I am guitarist, founder and manager of a rock band, which maybe isn’t much popular yet, but here is prove of Freud’s Oedipus complex.
Before this relationship started, I was developing all of the alpha characteristics “naturally”. The Dark Triad, being aloof for girls, trying to amoging other males. I was reading a lot, passion driven and unpredictable. Right now I am team leader at work as a software developer.
I met that girl on a party in dormitory, there were a lot of people drinking around and I didn’t give a fuck, during the party I was practicing the guitar. She was there, she tried to neg me, but again, I didn’t give a fuck. Later that night I started drinking, we were talking about music, drinking and smoking cigarettes etc. Then when the party was going to end, she ask me if she can stay for the night at my place(now I now, that I should push it earlier, but in fact, I wasn’t looking for a girl then). I answered:
Me: It depends.
Her: On what?
Me: If you can offer me cigarette. (Seriously, I wanted to own her, but also I wanted to smoke cigarette).
She gave me one. She was mine.
I didn’t contacted her, but after a month, she started to chase me. I was interested in her, but not so much, that’s why I started to play with her. To be honest, it was quite crazy relationship. We went to the first date, which lasted 10 hours. We were doing crazy stuff. Sex in park, handjob in pub, sex on tram tracks, sex in train. I owned her and I was like animal in bed.
Something like a year later I ended the relationship. I get bored and I was looking for other opportunities with girls. During the whole relationship and before that I was texting and emailing another girl, which was younger and hotter +2 points in a scale. For me that time she was 10.
She was much younger, intelligent, with sense of humor which I like, doing really crazy stuff, reading fantasy, playing games, listening to Bob Dylan, she was an amateur actress, big boobs, true soul mate. In fact, when I met her for the first time, I said to myself “she will be mine”. Yeah. I said it to myself before I started to talk to her, before I know her. Love from the first sight. The only problem was, that I was living in different city(which she was going to live in the future), that’s why I said to myself: “Later”. Her father was a high rank military guy. (again, Freud).
After two years of texting, emailing and mating dance, we had sex. And again, two weeks later. I was in heaven. We started LDR for one year. Worst decision I made ever. It was a year of passion of the Christ, painful and exhaustive road to Kingdom Beta. We were talking on the phone for 1-2 hours a day, texting every 15 minutes and after three months my Onetis developed so much, that it took all of passion from my life. LIterally, beta-backsliding took me to depression. I was so dependend on the girl, that I lost interest in the whole world. I didn’t give any attention to anything besides her. I stopped playing on the guitar, music wasn’t giving me high dose of endorphins anymore, I stopped being funny. I was a wreck. I couldn’t handle anything in my life(besides work). We were fighting a lot about small stupid things, I was really sensitive, and dependend on her moods. I ended literally crying on evenings without reason.
After she came to my city, we lasted for half of a year, then she broke up with me.
She said the fucking template:
She: Let’s be friends.
Me: What for?
She was trying to have sex after that with me. But just when I said “OK”, she said to me, that she fucked another guy and if it’s ok for me. Yeah. A week after she said to me last “I love you”, she stambled upon some other guy’s dick. For sure it’s ok for me.
Right after that my depression ended. The whole thing pissed me of so much, that my levels of testosterone were so high, that I became Super Saiyan. I was like on drugs. Sleepless, working like hell. And yes, T is a lifeblood for the game. My posture was much better, my voice was lower then ever before. I started amoging my bosses in work(it makes miracles, since then he is asking to eat together with him, the other one is asking me sometimes about permission for something, unbelivable). My depression ended at the very day we broke up. I visited psychoterapist, and she said to my, that I am little bipolar, because I am musican and bla bla bla. Screw this. The only bipolar thing is to fuck a lot with Onetis or fuck a lot without it.
To sum up: first LTR was soooo much better, interesting and crazy. We didn’t have even a single fight. I didn’t loved her. No Onetis. Shit test? When you’re a man, you didn’t even notice them and pass them naturally. Jalousy? Don’t make me laught…
One interesting thing worthy to mention here is that she claimed, that she was bitch for all her previous boyfriends. And as i noticed, she was bitch for almost everyone around her. Except me.
Second relationship – I thougth, that I was in heaven, but truly, I was in the center of hell. It was the most unproductive, unhappy and exhaustive time in my life. I learn my lesson through baptism of fire.
I started the recovery, I am hitting the gym, my muscles are growing rapidly, faster then ever before(again, I thing it’s because of high T levels), I started to play on the guitar and fulfill my dreams to be successful artist. I started to organize a lot of concerts for my band. I started side musical project. I am going to Paris for half of a year internship. I started to sing and writing lyrics. I started to read classics. Again I love to listen to music. I started to listen to rap music, which I hated before(it’s really inspiring to me, why so much hotter bitches are listening songs about money and bitches). I started developing mobile application which will help a lot of people. I am living my life again.
I want to pick up the girls, which are +2 on a scale hotter than my ex, like photo models( my friend, who is also developer, and no so good looking, did it).
But still, deeply inside I feel like Anakin Skywalker crawling out from lava pool. I am not in shape. It’s difficult for me to reactivate my inside mystery, aloofness, not giving a fuck. Being spontanous. It’s difficult even after reading many articles on your site, and after knowing how to be like that naturally two years ago.
Any advice?
And I forgot. I am magnet for daddy issues girls. 100% of girls I was dating. I have no idea why.
For what it’s worth, I can relate to 80% of what you’ve posted above Scout.
Especially in terms of the 2 LDR’s and the daddy issues.
Some of us are magnets. That has more to do with us, than it does with them. That’s what we need to figure out. Maybe it’s possible that men can have “mommy issues”?
And I am curious as to why you only choose to respond to certain comments here Shark. It seems like you have enough time, seeing as how often, and what you post, especially with the flow of how certain comments are & your following posts.
Perhaps you, Heartiste, and Rational Male, should start a forum.
I think it would be highly beneficial and popular. I’m sure you’d not even have to moderate it.
To all the guys that are trying to be alpha, ask yourself what a ladies man would do in your situation? He would not have one-itis EVER, he would not lose sleep over them and he would know the quickest way to get over a girl is too find another one.
Now I understand alot of you guys maybe young, but look at your peers who do well with women/girls. I bet they have the same habits.