Monday, October 22, 2007

Who Runs You?

I recently came across an article on stereotype threat, which Wikipedia defines as "the fear that one's behavior will confirm an existing stereotype of a group with which one identifies. This fear may lead to an impairment of performance."

The term was coined by social psychologists Claude Steele and Joshua Aronson who conducted studies where white and black students took the GRE. Half of participants of each group were told that the test was determining their intelligence while the other half did not receive that information. They found that the white students performed about equally well in both experimental conditions whereas the black students performed far worse in the group that believed that the test was measuring intelligence. The researchers concluded that this discrepancy resulted from the black students' anxiety over confirming the stereotype of racial intellectual inferiority.

Of course, blacks are far from the only ones who do this. The same researchers found similar results when they examined gender instead of race and had the participants take straight math exams instead of the GRE. Again, they found that women scored lower on math tests than their male counterparts when they were told that men tend to score higher on such exams.

These studies suggest that when called upon, most people have such a weak sense of reality, they'll live out established stereotypes rather than determining their own destinies. Even worse, they are often unaware that they are doing this. We have millions of people full of anger, bitterness, and misery, all because they live their lives by how others define them.

I believe stereotype threat is actually the same phenomenon community members refer to as approach anxiety. You approach a girl and are afraid of confirming that stereotype of being the guy who is not worthy of her. That anxiety often keeps you from even trying and if you do, that anxiety stifles and ultimately destroys your approach. You are then rejected or interpret her reaction as such and your negative beliefs are reinforced. Congratulations. You have just lived out a stereotype.

Not convinced? Ever been to one of those pickup summits? Ever notice who makes up the majority of the audience? Sure, there are always exceptions, such as myself, but most of the people are stereotypical white nerds and ultra-timid Asians. Why? Society pumps out messages all the time that smart people, particularly smart whites and Asians, suck with women. A recent example is the TV show,Beauty and the Geek, which implies that under normal conditions, such a setup would be impossible.

I made this realization during a conversation with Alfredo, one of the Declassified Drills instructors. He is Asian and we had a fascinating conversation about our backgrounds, how we were both raised in predominantly white communities, and how that impacted our current identities.

I always had among the highest grades in my classes, so I was genuinely oblivious to the notion of racial differences in IQ until the publication of The Bell Curve, which I essentially laughed off as ludicrous. It was outside my reality. I was unaware though that I was living out a different stereotype. Though I was a big fat, black guy, in my mind, I was the meek, lil white nerd - you know, the kind that sucks with women. I remember back in my mid teens how I planned out the next fifteen years of my life, elaborating on a plan to earn enough money one day to buy...I mean court...the girl of my dreams and end my perpetual sexual frustration. After some wrangling, I eventually settled on becoming a plastic surgeon, which explains why Nip/Tuck is omy favorite TV show. The plan got me into a prestigious college but not inside a slutty blonde.

Then something life-changing occurred. Following college, I began working with needy clients in poor, urban areas. In these communities, the women very often took care of chronically broke, irresponsible bad boys. In my reality, men wooed women. Here, the women were doing everything in their power to stay with men who were never faithful. Raised in the Catholic faith, I thought that men and women eventually married and the guy just had to risk losing his fortune if the relationship went south. Here, nobody ever married. The guys just fucked one chick after another, often their girlfriends' sisters, cousins, friends, mother, and even underage daughter. I thought flowers and fancy restaurants made women horny; these guys wouldn't even take their women to Wendy's. Instead, the women cooked for them. What's going on here?! I now know what was happening was reverse supplication, where the guys gave the women awesome sex and affection and in return, the women gave them...well, anything! More important, I was introduced to a reality I didn't know existed.

Guys are often told to "be themselves." Too often, however, they are just living out the label placed on them long ago and they think they're being themselves. Perhaps better advice would be to define yourself and live out your life on your terms.

If you really want to be successful in pickup or anything in life, you must develop an awareness of who you're allowing to define you. Only then can you recognize when you're selling yourself out and exercise the power to run your own life.

I ask again: who runs you?

Psychologist Determines Best Pick-Up Line!

Stop the presses! This news is ginormous, maybe even chalupanourmous! We may have on hand the greatest scientific discovery since Viagra: a psychologist from Edinburgh has determined the most successful opener (a.k.a. "pick-up line") to use on women. Oh yes, he made the determination following his speed dating study that included over 100 people aged from 22 to 45 who went on five three-minute dates.

So, are you ready? The world's greatest pick-up line is: "What's your favorite pizza topping?" Yes, forget "who lies more..." or "floss...before or after you brush." If you want to bed that nice hottie, ask her how she wants her pizza. Who would have thought that that Domino's guy who takes your orders is actually a muthafuckin P.I.M.P.! Of course, you know that that is pure bullshit, right?

Psychologists, like most researchers, focus on the tangible, obvious, and measurable. Sure, you can track what was actually said with the couples that had that spark and I'd agree that as a general rule, light topics are better when first meeting someone. Yet, what ultimately determines success isn't what you say, but the energy you bring to the interaction. Most people have such a weak sense of reality that they'll treat you the way you present yourself. That's why inner game is the backbone of solid game. If you see yourself as a loser, women will treat you as such regardless of how much material you memorize. See yourself as a sex god and you'll be in the pussy hopping Olympics in no time.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

From the Mailbag: Sexual Conditioning

Everywhere, Disciples of Dicknotism are applying my principles without hesitation or apology. It's a beautiful sight:

Dicknotist,

I felt like I had to fill you in, since you wanted to know if there were any updates with that girl I had issues with.

Remember all that advice you wrote for my situation?

Well "I reward her by more of my time and/or positive attention. When she doesn’t I punish her by taking those away."

Didn't contact her for 2 weeks, did other things, other girls, and then a couple nights ago she called me saying she missed me and invited me over for some more "study." Using that good advice about the windows of opportunity I had to say yes.

We studied for a while but it built up so much sexual tension. Then what do you know? I was fucking her.

But what was weird, she got all creeped about during sex due to the fact that she didn't want a sexual relationship or fuck buddy right now and was saying how much it will complicate our friendship and relationship. I just responded by telling her to shut up and continued to have sex.

Well, I feel pretty good knowing my intuition is well calibrated and not nexting her too suddenly.

Thats basically all for now. I'm going over next week.

Hope all is well on your side of the world, and nice LR with the FUPAs friend.

Thanks for all the advice, it really helped.

Take care and keep up the pimping.


Dear Disciple of Dicknotism,

Actually, your quote above does not belong to me, but to "qball" in a classic post on sexual conditioning on the Vin Dicarlo Forums. However, I agree with the reward/punishment principle wholeheartedly. While I am not a fan of using the word "bitch," women really aren't that different from dogs - you train them the same way.

Students of psychology are no doubt familiar with the legacy of Ivan Pavlov who is famous for conditioning his dogs to drool at the mere ring of his dinner bell. After some time, the dogs associated the sound of the bell with food and their salivary glands reacted accordingly. The same principle applies to women (and men too by the way).

Because most people have such a weak sense of reality, they'll often treat you in the manner you train them to. Everyone wants to gravitate towards pleasure and avoid pain, a basic human trait that is ingrained in us from womb to tomb. In pickup, you can exploit this trait to devastating effect.

A basic tenet of Dicknotism is to reward a woman with sex and affection when she does something you like and withhold that sex and affection when she does something that displeases you. Hold this frame throughout the pickup and you will eradicate last minute resistance and silly shit tests and achieve greater overall compliance.

I congratulate you on the lay, but your work is far from over. Begin the sexual conditioning process: get her addicted to your cock and escalate your compliance requests. In other words, get her working for you and reward her with some warm affection and a cum bath.

Good luck!

-The Dicknotist

Women! Come Out of the Closet!

My friends, I am on a mission. I want women to come out of the closet. No, not that closet, though I'll save my threesome talk for a future post.

You see, I know the truth: all women are raging sex fiends who hide their sexuality because of the slut stigma. Despite more liberal sexual attitudes and the advertising industry's unrelenting use of sex to sell products (and insecurities), a woman still has limited means to safely celebrate her sexual appetite, except perhaps in online sex blogs. Some of the more famous ones include Dolly's cleverly titled The Truth About Cocks and Dolls or Holly Water's Dirty Filthy Princess, which showcases the joys of marital sex. However, I found a site that trumps both: Abby Lee's Girl With a One Track Mind. Here are the most frank, detailed, and animalistic depictions on sex written by a woman since Jenna Jameson's "autobiography."

Originally catching fire in Britain, her site became so popular, she published the text of the blog as a book with the same name and it became an instant best seller. Unfortunately, soon after publication, the Sunday Times published an article revealing Abby Lee's true identity: Zoe Margolis, an assistant director in the film industry. Despite her public humiliation, she courageous continues to update her blog, though her entries are less salacious before. Luckily, her archives are still up to be enjoyed by all. Check out what was written before August 2006 and get an unprecedented look inside the mind of a sex fiend...a.k.a. the typical female mind.

Monday, October 08, 2007

Stamp Out the Slut Stigma

Wikipedia defines slut as "a person who is deemed sexually promiscuous. The term has traditionally been applied to women and is often used as an insult or offensive term of disparagement."

My question to all of you is: would you date a slut? If you say no, then it's time that you unplugged yourself from the Matrix.

Too many guys divide women up into two extreme camps: sluts and prudes. It's the Madonna/Whore Complex all over again. Let me break it down for you: All women in their teens, 20s, and 30s are sluts. I'll say it again: ALL WOMEN IN THEIR TEENS, 20s, and 30s ARE SLUTS. I'm dead serious. Women go through a slut period. Some may outgrow it; others do not. Yet just about all of them go through it. Maybe she was "wild" in her teens and 20s and fucked dozens of guys then. Or, she may have been a "good girl" growing up, got married young, divorced, and is now a sex-crazed milf.

Open your eyes, my disciples. If you think the average college girl is graduating without having fucked at least 10 guys, you are delusional. If you believe a girl when she tells you that she's fucked only 3 guys, you're are one naive chump. There are so many circumstances that girls "don't count." If you think girls are going to be honest with you when you ask how many guys they've slept with, you have no understanding of what it's like to live under a stigma that can destroy your reputation and all your social relationships. And if you even ask a girl how many guys she's slept with, I question your intelligence.

Few if any women will be totally honest about their sexual history and for good reason. Too many guys, even in the community where they should know better, exhibit judgmental attitudes that make it risky for women to be vulnerable to them on that level. That is a shame because a woman who can get vulnerable can get so, so dirty. I find it amazing how on one hand guys in the community are learning techniques on starting sexual relationships with women yet at the same time, some of them hold onto the very mindsets and judgments that get in the way of those relationships. The only place to find true non-sluts these days is in a nunnery and even then, I'm skeptical.

The term "slut" is an outdated pejorative created by chodes to punish women for seeking sexual pleasure. The truth is a promiscuous society favors women over men. When women are monogamous, every guy is practically guaranteed to find at least one mate. Of course, less desirable guys (namely chodes) will fuck less desirable women (namely FUPAs or worse), but at least every guy will have a woman. In a promiscuous society, the alpha men will have their pick of most of the women while the chodes fight over the scraps - and end up with women who are probably lower in quality than what they would get from a monogamous society.

Is this fair? It doesn't matter because today, we are living in a very promiscuous society and if you want sexual success with a quality woman (or women), then you must adapt accordingly. That also means that for men in particular, competition is probably more fierce than in previous generations as women are no longer dependent on men's income for survival. Nowadays, a desirable man must be confident, socially savvy, sagacious, and sexual. Possess those four qualities and getting women will be no problem and there will be no need to be tossing around "slut" as an invective. In fact, I propose we retire the word, "slut." If we can make "slut" a taboo not to be said rather than a weapon to hurt women, then more people would be having more sex and more often.

The world today is ripe for confident men to have their pick of the women. Eliminating the slut stigma both in your own consciousness and in greater society is the final step towards true PUA sexual domination.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Sexual Eye Contact

I don't usually listen to pickup podcasts these days, but I was tipped off to one featuring Cory Skyy who appears to be Gunwitch reborn.

A strong sexual state is the foundation of Dicknotism, core confidence, and solid game. In this podcast, Skyy breaks it down even further. He discusses sexual eye contact, a key component to most of my rapid pulls, particularly my most recent one. There is more than enough gold in this free podcast to justify a 30 minute listen.

Check it out (right click, save as).

LR: Oompa Pa FUPA!

"Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-dee. If you are wise, you'll listen to me!"

Disciples of Dicknotism,

I always laugh when I hear guys brag about using scripted openers, complicated verbal routines, and rapport tactics all to bed a woman after a staggering seven hours. How about a 15 minute close with a woman without barely exchanging a word? Impossible? Read on.

I roll up into the club with two friends and we're making the usual rounds. After I down a delicious Blue Moon, I start feeling the music and I'm dancing along with the crowd. I catch eyes with HB_FUPA. Yes, FUPA. Oh, you don't know what a FUPA is? My disciples, let me give you a FUPA primer.

FUPA (pronounced Foo-Pah) is an acronym for "Fat Upper Pubic Area," a phenomenon common with women so afflicted by obesity that their pubic area is used to store patches of fatty waste. A FUPA is usually transmitted through compulsive overeating, which makes the individual susceptible to catching Fupatitis P. The only known cure is a radical Fupandectomy where the individual's mouth is wired shut. This condition is very serious. If left untreated, the woman may go on to develop GUPA (Ginormous Upper Pubic Area) or the even more serious CHALUPA (Couldn't Have A Larger Upper Pussy Area).

Now, back to the story. I'm savoring my Blue Moon, swaying to the beat, and engaging this cute blonde from Germany when I lock eyes with HB_FUPA. She clearly communicates with her eyes that she eagerly wants a dance partner...and fuck buddy. I obliged her with the first offer.

We went nuts, spinning each other around and causing everyone else nearby to back up to make space for us. After a while, we spun around in a circle and held hands for dear life so we wouldn't go flying into the wall! Ever since I saw a similar scene with Jack and Rose in the film, Titanic, I wanted to do try it.

Afterwards, I introduce her to my friends and she introduces me to this nice brunette: HB_Polkadots. I start dancing with HB_Polkadots, slow things down, and begin the kino escalation. At first we're doing some mild grinding and I'm running my fingers up and down her arms and rib cage - and I can feel her body responding. I turn her around so we're face to face and I continue running my fingers lightly across her back: down her spine, along her neckline, beneath her shoulder blades, along her lower back, just under her breasts...anywhere that's really sensitive. Then we lock eyes again and I give her the most intense sexual stare that caused pussy juice to flood her venus mound. She immediately starts kissing me and runs her hands right on my cock, which I've also been pressing against her the whole time. She actually tries for a hand job, but had trouble getting into my jeans.

Seeing a clear window of opportunity, I know it's time to bounce and I tell her "Let's go." We make it to the entrance when she stops and tells me, "I can't leave my friend." I simply reply, "ok. Bathroom." She replies, "ok!" I take her hand and lead her around the club looking for a bathroom...but I can't find it! Improvising, we push through a door marked "Employees Only." I have no idea what it's for, but it was basically a stairwell. Not comfy enough for a quick bed, so I just had to press HB_Polkadots against the wall and slip my cock into her wet snatch. She moaned, "Give it to me!" I had to be a gentleman and oblige.

How was this possible? The principles never change. To review: The three important components to rapid closes are:
1) Sexual State (eye fucking her as we danced)
2) Kino Escalation (touching her and stimulating her sexually as we danced)
3) Logistics (the hidden stairwell)

Dicknotism: bringing cock therapy to the women of Boston, one thrust at a time!

Monday, October 01, 2007

Using Female Friends as Bait...

Today, we have a guest entry from one of my good friends and wing man, "Steel." He's from Europe and he recently reminded me of a tactic how in his home country, guys typically manipulate their social circles to create an endless vortex of pussy. Basically, you use your female friends as bait:

You can use less good looking chicks to get into her social circle. Here is how. Caveat, it won't happen in a day but put some work into it and you will be rewarded.

1. You have to fuck her brains out and I mean it! Really fuck her brains out.
2. You have to define your relationship with her properly. You guys are having sex - no gf/relationship nonsense. Implied in this is that you have other women that you are also having sex with.
3. Have a laugh and conversations with her. In other words, treat her like a friend, with one exception.

The reason why you need all three is:
1) Girls talk about sex in more detail than us guys do. If you are really good in bed, then the woman will brag to her friends in more details than you can imagine. That automatically sexually proofs you with her girlfriends. DING!
2) She'll tell her friends that you two have only a physical relationship, which to her girlfriends implies that you are free for sex and that you are a player. DING! DING!
3) She'll also tell her friends that you are not only good in bed but you are also a really cool guy who has a sense of humor and is interesting to talk to. This is the social proof that you are looking for to be accepted on your own merits by her peer group, not just someone whom her friend is banging. DING! DING! DING!

From here on out, all you have to do is not mess up. Treat her friends like they are your friends. Make them laugh (don't be a clown though). Have something interesting to say. When you first meet them with her, leave after 20 minutes because you have some things to take care of (don't elaborate, and don't disclose what things).

Some tips to remember:
Don't game her girlfriends in front of her - that would be creepy.
Don't game her girlfriends the first time you meet them - also creepy.
On your way from the bathroom, open a set and merge them with her set. You are the very social guy that everyone likes.

Look at shagging lesser ones as an investment to get to her hot friends.

Does this work 100% of the time? No, it does not. Then again, nothing works 100% of the time. Your success depends on the girl you are shagging (is she extroverted enough to go into details of your sexcapades?) and to even greater degree on you (are you really good in bed? are you funny and interesting?).

I have done this many times. It takes time and patience. However, there are very few things sweeter than a hottie coming up to you at a party saying, "I've heard from XYZ that you can do it hanging from a chandelier. Care to show me?" Try it. What's the worse that could happen? You bang some girls brains out and possibly expand your social circle.