I tried to tell myself that I wouldn’t get involved with any politics or concern myself with matters out of my control.
But this election is just so goddamn interesting.
Two lunatics with egos as large as the country they are trying to represent.
One thing game teaches you and interacting 1000s of strangers hones is your ability to read people. Just by watching the two candidates, you can tell one of them seems genuine, like he really wants to help the country.
The other is a power hungry cunt who’s eyes and emotions are as empty as her soul.
I live in one of the largest liberal bastions in the United States, the birthplace of modern hipsterdom, rife with feminists, and left-leaning millennials.
I don’t even know what to call the new crop of young, urban types. They aren’t hipsters, they aren’t yuppies, but they all look similar. Coiffed guys with carefully manicured facial hair riding around on bicycles who have jobs in ‘social media consulting’ or artisanal chocolate making who carry an air of pretension that makes you wonder what kind of upbringing fosters such delusions.
Whatever you call the new hipsters, they all are pretty unanimous in their viewpoints, taste, and trends. And all that matters to them is their social standing, whether or not they are considered ‘cool’ by all the other sheep in the same uniforms.
So naturally they all hate Trump.
There is nothing I like more than going out and getting a rise out of people–its natural to me and I’m good at it. In middle school I was that smartass in the back cracking jokes and teasing the girls, getting kicked out of class–learning game was mostly reverting back to my anxiety-free childhood and unlearning all the bullshit society force-feeds you.
Even though I tried to avoid political discussions for a while, its been too irresistible to go out among people proud to label themselves progressives and kick the hornets nest with some Trump talk–all while trying to get laid.
And laid I did.
Last Friday I ended up having a zesty threesome with a current French lover of mine and a girl we picked up on the train ride home together (you can read the details here).
And on Saturday I picked up a feminist on the subway who was dressed up like a sexy vampire at 4am.
In both cases, I couldn’t help but run my big mouth and start talking about Trump.
My argument has been sharpened in the past few weeks and its working well now. In the beginning it was rusty and many times I was too blunt with the sensitive types and came across like an asshole.
Now, it goes something like this:
The only issue in the world I’ve ever cared about is free speech. Since I was a kid growing up, we used outlets like music, drawing, and writing to express ourselves freely. It was the best way to release anger and vent frustration.
I do the same thing in my professional life, its just a lot more productive now that its fueled for a desire to help others.
Trump is crass, I don’t think he is a good person, and I don’t think he even has a solid political plan.
I don’t give a fuck–its what he represents that matters. The spirit that he brings to the public. Its a kind of energy that effects people when they listen to him.
If he’s elected President, his brash attitude, unfiltered mouth, and confidence will be on full display. And thats what this country needs right now. We’ve let political correctness go way to far and its inhibiting our creativity.
Thats the gist of it.
It works so well on the liberal girls because all of them act like they respect creativity and art. There is no way they would be caught dead saying anything against it.
Its funny using the same argument with guys at the bar as well. As whiny as they can be and shocked that someone who lives where I do and does what I do would actually even consider supporting a Republican candidate is almost to much for them to handle.
This explanation is as close to the truth as I can get without bringing up more sensitive topics that people can become quite unreasonable about.
Its also worth noting that you can always drop the “intelligent, educated people can look at certain issues and come to completely different conclusions” if the person starts to get up in a huff.
I don’t expect this argument to win over anyone who already hates Trump, but at least it gives me a chance to speak my mind without people painting me into a monster when the topic comes up.
The girls reactions are great too, they love it when a man doesn’t shy away from an argument and speaks with boldness. I can visible see that they are more turned on after hearing me out, even if it doesn’t change their mind.
Its important to remember that a girl doesn’t have to like you in order to sleep with you. I’ve had some of the most exciting sex of my life with women who I didn’t get along with that well outside of bed.
The next few weeks are going to be fascinating. I’m looking forward when all of this madness comes to an end, but you be certain that whatever happens–I’ll be enjoying the show and making the best of it.
If you are interested in reading some of my other conversational tactics, along with detailed breakdowns of the key parts of my game that make things happen, be sure to check out Art of the One Night Stand.