Every time I think pickup artists can't stoop any lower...

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... they exceed my expectations. While I, with wry irony, applaud their endless malice, deception, and cruelty,
I also find myself tempted to snatch their liquor from their hand and poor it down their pants, which are already proverbially on fire.

So at this recent party, I overheard 2 guys reviewing the techniques and methodology:
Guy 1: "What you do to get a particular woman, is you openly show an interest in each of her friends, but keep putting her down. Eventually she'll get jealous and come to you."
Guy 2: "So what if I say '____ ____ __ ____ __ ___ ___' ?" (I can't remember the line.)
Guy 1: "No. That will makes her feel good about herself. You can't do that."

So now I know that even just being nice to women is ... prohibited, as a sure way to failure.
Good f*****g job, pickup artists. You make filthy stayers look like saints by comparison.

Hi Noogie, good to see you again.

That guy's pis... um, urinating in the wind.

Its just mind games, then.

See, men play them too.

Well I wish he wouldn't piss standing upwind of me.
If he succeeds, it means fewer women I can potentially court.
If he fails, it gives me a bad wrap because those women will expect me to be mean & dishonest too.

pick up artists are mostly unsuccessful. so they are jerks, but benign ones.

That's not as bad as an old method of where one degrades and harasses a chick and then the other one pretends to be a stranger steps in and tells him to chill. He then acts like he's not interested and proceeds to move on. She of course is flattered he doesn't try to pick her up and goes after him. It's probably common knowledge nowadays but it just seems perverse.

Lol, I'm confused. It was prohibited long before these guys came along wasn't it?

I think it's hilarious that people are still using this crap. Any reasonably intelligent woman has heard of these "techniques" and can spot them from a mile away. It reminds me of something I see at work. People who have never made a sale before always seem to be the first ones to give advice to new hires.

I think that no pick-up line sinks any lower than, "Excuse me, but does this smell like chloroform to you?"

However, I am willing to be proven wrong.

Presumably yes, as an unwritten rule,
but this is the first time I've seen one guy emphatically shove this doctrine of cruelty down another guy's throat.
(Maybe I need to get out more.)

Dark.


I can probably top that myself. I was at a bar with some freinds, wanted in to get a drink, a girl was getting up and her friend said the seat was taken. I was just there to grab a drink and didn't care. When the girl came back I ended up with two friends, one at each shoulder, telling me repeatedly not to get up, that I was a fa***t if I got up, that they'd lose all respect for me.

I think that was one of the more powerful moments that pushed me to the realization that if most women are really that callous that you can't show them kindness, I had no desire to pound and splinter myself into a square hole to make their approval.

Your powerful moment was having two guys tell you a lie!?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but "friends" like that, have no "respect" for us to be lost in the first place.
Their notion of "an opportunity" is an affront my dignity and intelligence: that they insinuate I'm supposed to have favorable odds picking up a drunk woman in a bar, who's only known attribute in common with me is ... momentary spacial proximity.

Its humans showing their baboon/ape side net of flinging poo and mounting each other from the back in public.

That's what I think is also fundamentally busted and bankrupt with PUA. You really want to get good at getting with people who have no reason to be interested in you? Is getting your d*** wet that much of a payoff? I might just be weird or semi-unmasculine (though I'm balding - that supposedly counts for some level of testosterone), I've always noticed the quality of sex being directly tied to the quality of emotional connection. Otherwise I could be in bed with a barby doll, having her want to rail coke, listen to God Smack, and bounce up and down like a twelve year old - words hardly do justice to how dismal and depressing of a picture that is to me, it's like wasting my time and energy trying to enamor a human-shaped hole in space.

That actually sounds pretty damn noble by comparison. — At least they're not trying to obfuscate their motives.

Sure the ultimate motive of PUA is obvious to everyone, even me,
but their insidious regression into layered tiers of knowledge and uncertainty looks like an iron-clad Russian nesting doll.
("I know she knows I know she thinks he knows she's not into him, unless she didn't thinks he thinks that she wouldn't like me if he didn't want to be with her, before he knew what she doesn't know about ...")
It might just as well be written in ancient sanskrit.
How can I thwart the bastards if I can't even perceive thru the second layer of their knowledge-scheme?
Even the women I contend for are four or five steps ahead of me.
I stay at layer f*****g ONE, "I like you. You're smart and pretty." Playing that hand never pays off.
So much for, "I want a man who's honest."

Don't feel so bad about it though. If we weren't built to be connivers we'll be working on hobbies, possibly tuning motorcycles or getting to take a sailing skiff out on the lake while our friends are all packing up the minivan with kids and crumbs.