Death Of The Natural

Thirty years ago, your mother would have given vague answers when describing why she became attracted to your father.

He would then have given even vaguer answers when describing how he got your mom.

They would speak through rosy and determinist glasses about how their love was a foregone conclusion or “meant to be.”

Back then, human psychology wasn’t developed to the point where either could dive into the micro of their seduction like we can today.

For the last girl I banged, I can give you a list of keys to the bang that enabled me to put my penis inside her, most of which didn’t involve luck or fate or butterflies in the stomach.

I saw my target, approached her with a ruthlessly optimized process, and then extracted her using logistical tricks I’ve honed over the years.

It has happened where girls signal interest before I strike, but most of the time I’m making bangs happen that wouldn’t have proceeded “naturally.”

A lot of game denialists say that you’re not actually using game when banging girls, that the girl already likes you.

“You get laid in spite of your game, not because of it.”

Thirty years ago, I would have absolutely believed this to be true.

If your mother didn’t get initial attention from your father, she would try again using various social or professional connections to get on his radar.

If he revealed a strange habit on the first date, she would consult with her hens to figure out how to change it.

If his income was low, she would encourage him to take on extra training that would ensure a more stable future.

Today, your mother would not have married your father.

If he hesitated to make a move, she would have had dozens of other guys knocking on her door.

If he showed a weird quirk on the first date, she would call him creepy to her friends and not respond to his text messages.

If he accidentally called her with his jeans, she would think he’s a needy loser.

If he was broke with no immediate sign of earning dough, she would indulge in affections from wealthier men on the side.

Sadly, game denialists are living in the past when they think that all that is needed for sex to occur is a natural attraction between two people.

Today, a natural attraction just gets your foot in the door. 

It gives you three minutes. 

If you fuck up then she moves onto the next guy who is more competent at making her vagina drip.

At the absolute minimum, today’s man must not make game mistakes.

He doesn’t have to possess the tightest conversation or weasel game, but he must know what turns on woman.

He doesn’t have to be alpha, but he can’t show beta traits.

He doesn’t need the best text messaging game, but he can’t reply faster than she does.

Denialists can reminisce about the past all they want, but to be sexually successful in today’s world, you need to know more psychology than Freud did in his time and at least a basic understanding of game theory.

The truth is that natural players are a dying breed.

Going with the flow and just being alpha isn’t enough to out-pull a serious student of the game who brings in various academic and empirical schools of thought into his quest to get laid.

This is why it’s so common for a natural to retire before he’s 30 — he’s simply unable to compete longterm with guys who are more committed, have more game tools, and have mastered keeping their pipeline full while putting in the least amount of energy.

And with hypergamy raging at rates we’ve never seen, the natural’s decision to hang it up with his cute girlfriend serves as absolutely no guarantee she won’t stray.

He’ll need game for the relationship, too.

We’re arriving at the point of American society where nothing but moderate to serious study in the game can allow you to get and keep a quality woman.

If you insist on being a game denialist in America, prepare yourself for a lonely existence.

Until next time.

Your man,

-Elijah “The Realist”