Red Flags Are A Green Light

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“Red flags are a green light.” – Jack Napier and Troy Francis, I believe.

The picture in this post is one that my girl “Kitten” sent me when we first started seeing each other. I cropped her face out for privacy reasons, but rest assured, that’s her.

“Kitten” has more red flags than a communist flag parade. She tatted up to beat the band, she has more tattoos than I do and that’s saying something. She’s got more drama than a New York play, and issues? Oh my hell, the girl has them in spades. Basically she is crazy as a shithouse rat.

I’m not saying all of this stuff to bash on her. She’s a great woman. And the sex… Until you’ve had sex with a bonafide crazy chick, you haven’t had mindblowing, roll your eyes in the back of your head, forget your name, dehydrate your body sex.

The thing is, I knew right from the start what I was getting myself into. I knew about a great majority of her red flags, and I was willing to listen to her when she would open up her mouth and more red flags would fall out. Women will do that if you let them. If they are crazy, they will tell you if you will only let them and listen to them and not judge them for it.

I knew what I was getting myself into so when things started to go sideways, I saw it coming and was able to get out of the way of the the inevitable trainwreck that was coming my way. “Kitten” has since moved on to another guy and is sharing her drama with him now. Not my circus, not my monkey’s.

Would I have sex with her again? Sure, why not? She’s a great lay. That and she’s an all around fun girl to be with. Not only was the sex great, but our conversations were pretty cool too. We could talk about anything and everything under the sun and the moon, and she had some bizarre but cool ideas about how she saw the world. Would I commit to her, play house with her, and wife her up though? Not a chance in hell.

“Kitten” was a woman that I had an immediate sexual attraction to from the first time I laid eyes on her and I knew she felt the same way about me right off the bat. It was a mutual attraction and it was delicious. It took quite some time for her and I to get together but it happened eventually. I have no regrets.

Lots of guys on the internet talk about red flags, even I have talked about them in the past myself. It’s good to know red flags when you see them so that you are aware of them and you can act accordingly.

That being said, there’s nothing wrong with a woman with a bunch of red flags. Red flags are a green light if you know what you want from that encounter. Crazy chicks can be a huge amount of drama and they can be a drain on you, especially on your energy and your emotions. They can even be dangerous, and I mean that in a “stabby” way. Then again, some of the craziest women I have met have also been the most adventurous when it comes to damn near anything.

Want to have sex in public and film it while you are at it? A crazy woman will do that. Chances are a crazy woman will indulge whatever demented fantasy you have. Chances are she’s done it before and has even done things that you haven’t, or that you haven’t even thought of.

A lot of guys give women with red flags a bad rap. I can understand why to a degree. Maybe they got too close to the fire and they got burned. I know I have. I made the mistake years ago and married crazy. I learned from that experience though and thankfully my ex-wife wasn’t “stabby” crazy.

I won’t lie, I have a certain predilection towards crazy. Maybe it’s because “I ain’t fully right” either. I like the drama up to a point. I realize that everybody has some form of drama to one degree or another, and if you honestly don’t, well then you haven’t really lived.

Would I want a long term relationship with a woman who has a septum ring? Hell no. Those nose rings usually knock a woman’s attractiveness down a good solid two points. But would I want to hook a chain through that ring and literally lead her around my house and maybe my neighborhood while she is on her hands and knees? You better believe it. That’s hot.

Do I generally like multiple, unnaturally colored hair on a woman? Not usually. But I love seeing that shit bunched up in my fist as I’m pulling on it.

A woman with more tattoos than I have will give me a minute’s pause, but goddamn I want to see all of her artwork and hear the stories, if any, behind them as I’m licking them. I want to touch all of her tattoos lightly with my fingers so that I can feel the ridges and the textures, and trust me, there are ridges and textures to tattoos. You’ll know them when you feel them. It’s my own version of reading braille.

Why am I reminiscing about “Kitten” and talking about women with red flags? Why am I bringing it up? Because I’m missing my dose of crazy. I’m feeling the urge to complicate my life to a degree and diving back into the pool of crazy. Lately I’ve been thinking about goth chicks. The blacker the eyeliner, the more multicolored hair, the blacker the dress, the more tattoos and piercings the better. I’ve never said that I’m the role model that you’ve been looking for.

A lot of guys will try and steer you clear of a woman with red flags and I get it. If you are looking for a woman to commit to, these woman are probably a bad idea. If you have no experience with them, you can end up with huge regrets. But then again, how can you get experience with them unless you actually take the plunge and figure it out for yourself?

Know what you want when you are dealing with a woman with a bunch of red flags. Know what the potential fallout could be. But then again, red flags are a green light and some of my most intense and memorable memories have been with crazy chicks and I’m still here running my mouth.

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Is Intelligence An Inherently Unattractive Trait?

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Someone that follows me sent me the pic above and a question. The question was:

Is intelligence an inherently an unattractive trait? The person also asked me “What is it about the human condition that seems to prefer less over more intelligent males?” They also followed up with a final question, which was “Why does this trait draw backlash, hostility, and resentment from friends, colleagues, and family?”

All of the questions were decent questions and I felt like I wanted to throw my two cents at it, so here it all goes:

First off, the first question is a good one, but it’s the wrong question. Intelligence isn’t an inherently unattractive trait. I can only speak from my own personal experience and also from other men in particular, but women find intelligence attractive. What women and men as well, find unattractive is a lack of “social intelligence,” an understanding of social cues, mores, and graces.

I’ve met people that are “on the spectrum” and have been diagnosed with something like Aspberger’s, where they were complete geniuses when it came to something like mathematics. They could solve the most complex equations in their heads, on the fly, in real time. Yet they had no idea how to relate to another human being. They had no concept of how to have a conversation. They had no social mores, would just blurt things out, and would make other people uncomfortable. Sometimes these individuals even came across as confrontational, even though they weren’t trying to be, and ultimately they would be shunned and avoided.

Social cues and graces can be learned. We usually do it from a young age where we observe our friends and families enteracting with other people in our worlds. Subtlety is key here, and I think that sometimes that subtlety is missed out by the highly intelligent person. They’ve got other things going on in their heads.

Most people that I have encountered that are considered intelligent have little or no understanding of social graces and social cues. I think this is because someone who is considered highly intelligent is usually focusing on other things. They are focusing on questions and ideas that you could consider “bigger picture.” They aren’t concerned with things like “small talk,” or general trivialities. Unfortunately, the average person isn’t usually too concerned with things that they don’t understand, and so they tend to focus on things that they do understand.

The average person tends to have more understanding of social cues and social mores or graces. Especially women. A guy who understands or knows “game,” has an understanding of social cues and social graces. He just “gets it.” People with high intelligence usually miss these social cues and graces or consider them irrelevant and unnecessary. And those cues and graces are unnecessary when you are trying to figure out a way to go beyond the speed of light or figure out a cure for cancer. Ignoring or dismissing those social cues won’t get you laid though.

Johanna Schopenhauer writing to her son in the above graphic, ripped him a new asshole, but it wasn’t because he was highly intelligent. It was because he doesn’t understand social cues. I imagine that Arthur didn’t understand the concept of “active listening,” and that he was merely “waiting for his turn to speak,” if even that. His mother probably saw him time and time again making social faus paux, which most likely embarrassed her, and in her mind, made her look bad, so out of frustration she gave him “both barrels.” I imagine that Arthur probably couldn’t have cared less.

Many highly intelligent people that I have met or talked to are very lonely people. They tend to spend much of their time in some form of isolation or with other highly intelligent people discussing their theories, ideas, and hypotheses. They can’t relate to the “average person.” Talking about what latest celebrity did what, or what the weather is like at the moment, can be a very taxing and dull prospect for someone that is highly intelligent. Many times a highly intelligent person would rather skip the “fluff” and get right down to the “meat and potatoes.” The problem is, the “fluff” is necessary. Talking about the weather and the latest celebrity gossip may seem mundane and boring, but it can be essential. Especially if you want to get laid.

Highly intelligent guys throughout the years have had this conundrum. They realized that something was off because the babes weren’t knocking down their doors to get at them and get their seed. So like any highly intelligent person, they decided that they needed to tackle this problem and so they started trying things out, making notes about their results, comparing those notes with other guys, refining their discoveries, and before you knew it, “game” was born. Think Ross Jefferies, Mystery, Style, etc. As far as I can tell, all these guys were highly intelligent guys, they just had one problem, they couldn’t get laid. Or they couldn’t get laid on a regular basis by the women that they desired. So they went out and started trying things and seeing what results they would get. There’s a ton of literature, blog posts, videos, courses, ad nauseum that covers all of this in more detail than I want, or will go into here. You want more information on that, you’ll have to do the digging yourself.

“Why does this trait draw backlash, etc?” That’s because no one wants to look stupid or like a fool. We resent those who make us look bad. We can be intimidated by someone that seems or is highly intelligent. On the other side of the coin, those who are charming and make us feel like we are the only people in the room will have us eating out of their hands. They are charismatic.  You do that by paying attention to what the other party is saying, actually listening to them instead of just waiting for your turn to speak.

A person who “just gets it,” doesn’t try to outshine or outcompete with others, who pays attention to social cues and graces will be sought out by others. Throw intelligence into the mix, and that person is a rare find. Most women want a man who “just gets it” and is also intelligent to boot. He will be able to find better ways to provision, he’ll be more efficient at doing it most likely as well, and he’ll most likely be able to outdo his competition. What’s not attractive about that?

So in my opinion, it’s not intelligence itself that is inherently unattractive, it’s a lack of understanding of social cues and social graces. It’s the inability or the unwillingness to understand that there are certain “ways” to have conversations with others.

While intelligence may eventually get us to Mars and beyond and it may figure out a cure for all cancers, intelligence alone will probably not get you laid. That’s where learning about social cues and graces comes into play. That’s what is considered being “charming and charismatic.” Ignore and avoid this at your own peril.

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Cracks Along The Edges

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A lot of things have happened to me since I first started writing this blog back in October of 2016. For starts, I went from writing a handful of posts that year, to writing two posts per week for almost two years running. I had a live-in girlfriend at the beginning of this blog, to being single now as I write this.

You all got to read in more or less “real time” about my mother being diagnosed with ovarian cancer and her eventual death.

You got to learn about me, my “origin story” as it were, if you followed along with my twice weekly ramblings and rantings. My “story” is sprinkled all throughout my blog. You don’t want to take the time and read through everything I’ve written so far? That’s okay. I created a post for my patrons on Patreon that summarizes it all nicely. It will cost you money though. You want it, you get to pay for it like they did.

I created a newsletter and in the beginning I was writing individual emails every single day. It was great until it wasn’t. That caused me to burnout pretty bad, which is why I use my newsletter now mostly as a way to keep in touch with those that want to stay in touch with me in the event that I get deplatformed. What you are reading here you’ll end up seeing on the newsletter. So subscribe to that if you would like, or don’t. I won’t try and sell some shit from gumroad to you and I won’t sell your email address to spammers, scammers, or other nefarious sorts.

You have seen my beginnings with Masculine Geek here as well. I try and keep most of my stuff collected here as I’ve tried to keep what I do here and what I do there separate. Sometimes I have succeeded admirably in doing this, and in other cases I have failed spectacularly. There’s only so much time in the day and only so much creative juice flowing. I’m finding that out right now.

I’m spreading myself too thin. I’m burning out. There’s “cracks along the edges” in my life. So I’m going to take a break. I’m taking a break from the blog for the time being. I want to get through this whole stupid mess that we are calling “quarantine” before I’ll probably come back on here. My work life right now is demanding a huge amount of my attention and my energy and I’m struggling with coming up with new and witty things to say to you all.

I want to devote more of my time to making and editing videos and doing the “livestream thing.” So that’s what I’m going to do for the foreseeable future. At least until things settle down at work and sort of go back to “normal,” whatever that is.

What can I leave with you for right now?

I’ll leave you with this:

Women are great, but they are just women. They do stupid shit just like we do. They are not the be-all-end-all to life. They are just human beings. I know that may come as a shock for some of you, especially if you are going through a dry spell, or you’re fairly young and somewhat new to dating and relating in the 21st century, but I promise you, they “ain’t all that.”

Spend more of your time working on the things that you are interested in. Whether it’s health, wealth, or learning a new skill or hobby, do that instead of constantly chasing women around. Get a few of them under your belt if you haven’t, but you’ll figure out really quick that sex is like pizza. There’s no such thing as bad pizza, just some are better than others. Same can be said about women. Once you get to sex, it all feels the same pretty much. It only differs by degrees and those degrees are usually slight.

Your friends are more important than your woman. They will be there for you when you fall flat on your face or you get “zeroed out.” And you will get “zeroed out” eventually. Whether emotionally, financially, or otherwise, it will happen. If it doesn’t, you are either extremely lucky, or you haven’t ventured out into the world and taken any risks whatsoever. Don’t fuck up your friendships over a woman, ask me how I know.

Use your voice. I’ve said it before, several times in the past. Somebody has to come along to “carry the torch.” If I’m still here doing this when I’m 60 or older, than I have failed you and I have failed myself. There’s more to life than talking about game, women, and red pill topics. It’s called life itself. And it will blow by you in the blink of an eye. One day you will wake up and you will be 50 and you’ll wonder, “where did all of the time go?” Don’t let that happen to you. Get out and live. Go enjoy the sunshine. Go ride a motorcycle or something. Get off the internet and get out of your house.

I’ve heard some of the guys that I interact with in this particular sphere ask the question, “What happened to all the guys that were here before us? Most of them just disappeared.” That or they died. My take as well as many of the guys that I’ve talked with about this particular question is that our “forefathers” if you will, got what they needed from “this space,” and then went on with their lives. Maybe this is me wanting to get on with my life. I honestly don’t know at this moment.

Be authentic in whatever you do, especially on the internet. Don’t be one of these caricature asshole grifters. If “selling your soul” to make money is the route you go down like they are, I’m pretty sure you will end up broke and dead at the end of that road. And even if you don’t end up broke, you will still end up dead and nobody will have known who you really are. That sounds like a lonely existence to me.

Stop looking for somebody to “save you.” There is no messiah coming. The only one that is going to “save you” is yourself. You are your own messiah.

Stop bending the knee to women just so that you can get some ass. You won’t get it because she won’t respect you or be attracted or aroused by you, so knock it off. You’ll just end up being a simp and nobody wants to be around that, not even women.

I don’t know what it will take for you, because I’m not you, but have some self-respect. If you don’t respect yourself, nobody else will either. That includes women. Especially women. Be willing and able to walk away.

Last thing:

Let Them Burn.

If you don’t know what that means, either you are new, lazy, or just plain old dumb. Go read my blog, it’s in there and all over the place. Stop being a lazy fuck wanting someone to hold your hand and spoon-feed you like a baby bird. Stop looking for shortcuts and “hacks,” because in life there aren’t any shortcuts or “hacks.” You get to do this thing called life the hard way where everybody is keeping score, points matter, participation is mandatory, you’ll probably get less out of it than you put into it, and ultimately nobody gives a fuck whether you live or die. They have their own shit to worry about.

And if you think I’m being pessimistic and negative, all that tells me is that you don’t know me, and you probably never will.

At the end of the day, there’s two ways to look at life:

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Talk to you all soon.

Rob