Weeding Out The Manosphere’s Manginas

Weeding out the rotten maginas from the Manosphere: 1 by 1, slowly but surely.

Weeding out the rotten maginas from the Manosphere: 1 by 1, slowly but surely.

With each passing week, I keep having questions about Manosphere:

Dudes who claim that they pull ass; yet have not 1 iota of proof to back their shit up.

So I firstly have to give much Alpha props to PUA’s and seduction coaches like Krauser, Naughty Nomad, Burto, Jesse Charger, my co-author Chelios, etc.


Because they actually lead Rockstar lifestyles!

And they have no qualms about documenting their in-field experiences (via photos & vid’ clips).

Don’t blog about banging an HB10, yet you have no photo of that HB10.

Sure! Anyone can download a random photo of some hot chick and claim that she’s the HB they’d laid.

But honestly, I doubt a dude would take pride in doing that.

For the guy who thinks it’s unethical: just censor the fucking face!!!

Gmac does it at times (he’d censor the girl’s face whenever he uses her pic).

Also, too many friggin’ dudes in the Manosphere “Claim” that they have “Game” & skills at picking up chicks; yet we can’t see them in fucking action via photo/video clips!!

I have to credit my boy Soloist for making power moves when it comes to video clips of picking up hotties.

And he also called me out on Twitter about this a few months ago :lol:.

He wanted pic’ or vid’ proof of feat or defeat in the field.

Since then, I’d created my Youtube Video Channel dedicated to picking up women and pick-up advice.

A lot of these manginas, condescending pricks like Mentu talk shit; but most likely have ZERO Game.

And let’s get this clear: it’s not only about women.

As advanced PUA’s and coaches like I am, we’ve arrived at a realization juncture, that one should have a life separate from chasing pussy.

As we teach in the seduction community: women are highly attracted to men who lead and live attractive lifestyles.

However, 95% of the dudes/bloggers in the Manosphere have no life!!

How do I know this?

They never post shit of “Attraction Value” as far as lifestyle is concerned!!

“Examples of a guy who leads an attractive lifestyle that’s inherently attractive to women (and people in general)”:

•A guy who goes swimming (as a hobby or fitness).

•A guy who goes to the fitness gym.

•A guy who’s into some sport [like my boy Stealth PUA of Japan & Chelios of London, who are into Soccer].

•A guy who goes hiking, rock climbing, mountain biking (assuming he lives in a region/area conducive to that).

•A guy who cycles (biking).

•A guy who jogs his area [emphasis on fitness once again].

•A guy who parties,go clubbing, bar hopping, etc. A classic socialite or someone with a social life.

•As much as I detest animals (predominantly dogs), a guy who takes his pet(s) for morning/afternoon strolls at the park (women find this attractive).

•A guy who travels the globe. Even regionally or nationally; as long as he travels.

•A guy who studies foreign languages.

•A guy who’s into some sort of contact sport (boxing, MMA, wrestling, etc.).

I’ve been boxing for over 7 years now [however on and off].

“What is NOT considered as an attractive lifestyle”:

Typical Manosphere guy on a weekend

•A guy who does nothing.

•A guy whose day consist of work, playing video games, watching movies, then to bed.

•A guy who blogs all day (from a desktop that is).

I blog from my mobile phone 100% of the time. I’ve actually NEVER written an article from a computer before (since blogging). Believe it Brodie.

Therefore, I can be on the go, yet blog during intervals [same as a guy can from his laptop while traveling].

•A guy who stays home and watch sports or porn all day (on his day off).

•A guy who essentially lives for working. From work to home.

•A guy who lives on a routine. Which 99% of the time; it’s a boring, monotonous routine (which no chick in her right mind would want any part of).

I say all this to say; the Manosphere is littered with guys who have no life, no social life, no social skills, no skills nor experience with picking up women.

And it makes the real ones look bad!

Your average-Manosphere bloggers/Gamer, is without a doubt your average couch-potato/key-board jockey (as we’d say in the pick-up community): ala Roissy.

They talk/write a good one; but they can’t back that shit up!!

It’s equivalent to a guy who has all the book/documentary knowledge of boxing.

He can illustrate how to throw the most crisp straight-right in the world…

He can tell you which round it was that Buster Douglas knocked out Mike Tyson (although he wasn’t even born in the 80’s).

Yet, he never stepped foot in the fucking ring!

He’s afraid to lace up those gloves actually [equivalent to AA-approach anxiety].

And when he does get propelled or called out (to enter the field/ring), he gets knocked out by a guy who knows nothing about boxing.

That is the dichotomy of the average-Manosphere blogger/seducer.

He has all the right knowledge in the universe about seducing women: but he CANNOT and does NOT apply them in field!

And when a guy like I am calls them the fuck out: I get labeled a nuisance, traitor, asshole, black-sheep, a troublesome nigger who’s stirring shit up as usual…

Believe me: the Manosphere do NOT want me around.

They do not need a dude stirring shit up who’s gonna call their asses out whenever he smells a rotten fish.

I’m the Manosphere’s true nightmare. Not Femi-Nazism!!!

It takes a dude on the inside to root out the frauds from the inside.

Consider me the Manosphere’s clean-up guy.

Just as the Italian Mafia had their specific henchman who weeded out and snuffed out all the undercover rats.

I’ve been exposing and weeding out all the Manosphere weaklings, Betas pretending to be Alphas,dudes with NO Game (just book knowledge), and no real-world experience in applying them.

So this is why fags like Professor Mentu, Roissy & FFY will forever be envious of guys who actually live the lifestyle that they write about.

99% of the Manosphere Gamers tweet about: Game philosophy, online gaming and irrelevant soundbites from each other.

None of them tweet about how much of a productive day they had @ the gym, Football practice, dance class, bi-lingual studies, street pick up, good night @ the club, getting hammered, traveling on the road (on the exception of The Alpha Persona, who talks shit on Twitter at times, but that’s for another article).

On the contrary, when I, or fellow pick-up artists tweet, it’s either about a massively great time @ the club, dancing and seducing hot chicks tryna pull a one-night stand…

Or about doing street pick up/cold approaches and shooting in-field videos of picking up women.

Or that I’ve resumed boxing class and I’m tryna game some hottie doing aerobics while I spar…

So a grand contrast between PUA’s and Manosphere.

Pick-Up Artists actually lives a rockstar lifestyle and actually have a life outside of chasing pussy.

Manosphere dudes have no life apart from keyboard jockeying all day.

And my un-official duty will forever be to weed out the fakes, and hope we can attract some actual Gamers into the Manosphere.

My parting message to those Manosphere manginas: Get The Fuck Off The Couch!!

Peace out!!

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Bar-Girl Field Report Broken Down


It’s 1 A.M. (Saturday morning), just strolling in from my grandma’s. Had few Coors Lights so I’m a bit tipsy as I scribe this report [excuse the slurs].

Earlier That Night

*Outside the bar, spotted a sexy 8 entering the joint solo. I rolled in 5 minutes later, went to the bar, bantered with the sexy-hired gun [bartender] about the crappy-ass music they were playing [building social proof for the 8 to see]. Tried convincing her to give me a free drink to no avail [at least I tried lol]. Struck up a little fluff-talk convo with another HB8 on the stool beside me: “Don’t tell me you’re addicted to that too [she was playing 1 of those scratch-lottery thingy]”? She blurted out “No”!

*After some more fluff about lottery and music, the ‘USUALS’ started rolling in, giving me some shitty looks as if I was intruding on their territory. Scanned my periphery and noticed my original target [the 8] sitting alone at a table bobbing her head to the music. At that point, I ramp my social skills up a notch so she sees what a cool/social guy I was. So I engaged the sexier bartender and the lotto-girl in a 3-way chat about beers.

*Took a swig of the Coors, glanced over and locked eyes with the target. We locked eyes for about 1.5 seconds (which is pretty fucking long). I was surprised and impressed that she didn’t look away instantly as she was caught staring and gazing at me. That was all I needed to see to know that it was ‘ON’ like Donkey Kong, and she was liking the merchandise [IOI central].

*5 minutes later, I still hadn’t approached her (kept building social proof by she seeing me chatting with other girls). I wanted to be social proofed out the ass!!!

*Ok it’s time. Enough of the preliminaries and eye contact. We locked eyes again, so I approached her table. I could overhear few guys talking shit as if they were rooting for me to get an epic rejection [Haters]!

*I thought of a quick opening line[canned or what?], then decided to go with a situational opener (opener based on what’s happening around us). Perfect on-the fly opener came to me in a nano-second as I strolled over to her:

Me: [with a cocky, sly smile]”So…just let me know straight up. You like what you see or not”?

HB8: [Giggles and laughs. I actually didn’t expect this reaction] “What are you talking about”?

Me: “Come on SMH: don’t play smart now. I see you checking me out all night. You must like what you see”.

HB8: [More laughter] “I was actually looking at the girl next to you scratching all those lotto tickets”.

[Of course I knew it was instant bullshit].

Me: “There wasn’t no chic next to me. Let me find out you were checking out that old-sleazy guy over there lol”.

HB8: [Laughs hysterically]…”.

I can’t remember what else was said verbatim (word for word). But I rolled off on a good note (leaving her giggly) with all my cock-funny shit. Reason for me rolling off is “pick-up 101”: didn’t want to come off as needy, or as if I was gonna be hounding her all night like a loser. So, by rolling off, it intrigued her and subcommunicated to her that I was a Man of Substance.

*Went outside, fiddled with my iPhone a bit and tweeted what was going down [Soloist knows what’s up], re-entered the bar, chat up 1 of the bartenders and some dude next to me. HB8 looking bored as hell (most likely wondering why I bounced and wishing I’d return). So I went back over to her. This time, I knew that she wouldn’t mine if I stay longer, so I said to her:“pass me the other chair so I can sit. That’s pretty rude that you didn’t even suggest I sit”..

So that was 1 of my techniques of putting the girl on the spot.

*We sat and chatter for about 45 min., with me of course occasionally getting up and leaving for a minute or two to take a piss and chat up some other girls (to let her know that she had to work for my ass to stay).

HB8: “I’ve been coming to this bar for the past 2 months but never seen you”.
Me: [Her interest level skyrocketing] “Actually I seen you the other week and wanted to approach but you had an army of guys swarming you. IDK if they were your bodyguards but I didn’t wanna get beat up”.

HB8: [She hits me on my shoulder/IOI] “These guys here are boring. I sat all night bored”. [Her way of letting me know she’s available and wanted more stimulation].

*Holy shit!!!! This chic had a whole bottle of Smirnoff Vodka for herself [damn she strong]! She told me it was for her and her date. That’s when I figured someone was to meet her. I busted on her about her date standing her up or that we should leave and hide from him.

Flirt meter is on maximum right now!

*We talked about drinking, who could handle the most: women or men, she mentioned that she “ loves to dance and sweat out the alcohol ” [sweating indicates hot-steamy sex to me], then we had a damn-near 10 minutes dialogue on Body Piercings. Said she always wanted a tongue ring [oral baby], I fibbed and told her that I have one, so come closer to see it [but I never followed through]. Then she said, “ What about other piercings like below? “.Woa!!! After telling her I love to see piercings “downtown”, she hits me in a playful-flirty manner[IOI]…

*Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda moment: At that juncture (after she hits me, laughing about pussy-lip piercing, I could’ve gone in for the kiss-close make out right on the spot [fuck man!!].
Now, I know to guys who have no Game, or to the feminists, that’s tantamount to molestation and sexual harassment, by making out with a strange girl at a bar. But to a pick-up artist and a woman in heat: that’s perfectly acceptable dammit!! She craves for a guy who can be that bold to seize the fucking moment. However, I bitched out on the moment to grab her and tongue her down [SMDH].

*She invited me to go clubbing with her later on after the bar. I declined. Why? I’m not accompanying any girl to the club, to then get lost in the charged atmosphere . If I met her at the club: then cool, I have to seduce her there”. But I felt it would’ve been a step backward to take her clubbing. Fuck clubbing! I wanna take her home!

*It’s almost an hour later and her would-be date hadn’t arrived [I knew it was bullshit. She was basically tryna convince me that she was highly desired by men]. I decided it was time to get her #:

Me: “So are you allowed to give out your #? I mean it’s OK if you can’t. I really wouldn’t want your secret-husband to find out that a sexy guy like me was tryna seduce his wife”.

HB8: “LHAO you are funny. I don’t have a husband nor anyone to answer to “.

Me: “It betta not be a fake # or I’m gonna spank that ass! I’m gonna call it right now to confirm, so tell me the truth now if it’s a fake. I won’t be mad at you if it is”.

HB8: “LHAO it’s not a fake. Call it right now-I bet you”!

BTW, that’s a little trick I learned years ago from a natural [calling her bluff by threatening to call her on the spot].

*The # was official (as expected). I told her to “put a sexy name with my # in your phone. Something like Sexy K”.

*As much as I’m down for banging her right away, I had to run some errands for my grandma before it got too late [DAMN!!!]!!! Told her that I was leaving her to the fun & interesting guys since I was obviously making her bored [I was basically rubbing it in since I knew I was the most interesting and ballsy guy in the bar. Ok I know that sounds condescending but…].

*10 minutes later, I sent her a text message telling her to enjoy at the bar and the club later on. And that I might just meet up with her at the club [which I didn’t mean by the way].


The key points in last night’s pick-up were these:

1. Before I approached, I craftily made sure she seen me chatting to other girls and guys. This made her see that I was Social, Safe & Well-Liked . By approaching with this groundwork set: there’s no way on Earth she would’ve rejected me. This is the essence of social-circle game. I was virtually rejection-proof at that point!

2. I approached her confidently and cocky. Not giving a shit to offend by assuming she was checking me out. Assumption openers are my favorite.

3. I False-Time Constraint. That’s pick-up community jargon for positioning your body as though you’re about to leave, or not intending to stay long. So instead of grabbing a chair and sit right away, I acted as if I was leaving, continued chatting then went back to the bar counter.

4. I kept getting up, kept chatting to other women in the venue. Other guys would’ve been glued to the seat all night, giving her undivided attention (which she doesn’t deserve at that point).

5. My vibe said to her that in order to keep me chatting with you,you’re gonna have to work harder and show more interest in me . By getting up continuously, it says to her subconscious that she’s boring me, and I’m not that into her. That would then trigger her to show more interest by subtle signs [IOI’s].In turn, what did she do when I sat back down? She showed more interest in me by smiling more, laughing more, subconsciously turning her body towards me more, flirting more, talking more, asking more questions…

6. I teased her a lot, busted on her, laughed at her…I basically had an IDGAF persona. Obviously, that made her more interested in me [Krauser PUA is good at this.]

7. I never rushed for her phone #. I could’ve done what most guys would: nervously talk to her for half a minute via boring questions. Ask for her # (without any attraction), get the fake # then leave. Or if she does give a real #, she would just not answer whenever he calls. By me getting her # almost an hour down the road: it was guaranteed to be a REAL #, and we would’ve had more rapport and connection.

My 3 Mistakes:

1.) I didn’t touch her often enough [KINO]. Somehow, I felt a bit too pussy to get more physical as usual [I should’ve went Arab Game on her].

2.) I didn’t suggest we bounce together for a walk or something. I stayed too fucking long in the same location!

3.) As the first mistake pointed out: I could’ve been more sexual, more touchy, and went for the kiss as I noticed she was opened for it. Hey Solo, I know you said on Twitter that you wanted some pic’ proof. Stay tuned bro’!

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