Banano wrote:bennandsarah wrote:a woman i knew let the real reason slip of why they avoid eye contact. the women want to be the ones who decide who they wish to pursue. i just heard on npr -- that a politician is being sued just 'for asking' a woman out on a date. the woman believes dating shows sexual interest--and any form of sexual interest is unwanted by most women. especially women hate men that are unattractive who ask them out. there is now a movement of women who want to make it a crime to ask a woman out. no joke. thanks alescia for telling me all this.
About a month ago I asked this anglo MILF I pick up about this very issue and she said the same thing. Its simple, females
hate when guys they don't like hit on them, she was blunt about it. Said if we like a guy we will look at him and give him a smile as an invitation, just hitting on girls out of nowhere annoys shit out of them. Makes so much sense. The way I pick her up was classic, she smiled at me, I came over and the rest was history. No game , I was in from the start. AW are not shy believe me, its just that you are considered not good enough in her eyes so shy waste her time? Some will even approach a guy if he is attractive in their eyes.
When woman don't look at you it and she consciously avoids looking your way it means she not into you, you can try but be prepared for harsh rejection as odds are not looking pretty.
One woman told me how she decides if guy is in or out within split second of looking at him, that's before he opens his mouth to spit his 'game'. That's what she said, not saying all of them are like that but many are.
You've hit the nail on the head. I learned a long time ago that game is grade-A bullshit. She either wants you, or she doesn't, and you'll know RIGHT AWAY. "Males display, females choose." If she wants you, she'll make it easy for you. Just show up and let her roll out the red carpet.
In my case, I haven't gotten any action lately because, after being back in the U.S. for a year, I'm soul-crushingly depressed and nearly broke. My depression, however, doesn't stem primarily from my financial woes. Instead, it's because I'm unwilling to operate according to the fact that the world as a whole sees me as an eminently disposable flesh-and-blood robot rather than as a human being possessing inherent worth. This phenomenon is not limited to interactions with women; it dominates the world of work as well. Philosophically, I'm an anarchist who ferociously resists all attempts to dominate and coerce me. I am a man who insists upon free, voluntary associations, ones that strive towards the egalitarian ideal, in all of his dealings with others. Before anyone pipes up with what they think is the answer - "Self-employment!" - allow me to share with you my views on such:
(1) As a true anarchist - and therefore someone who has no use for capitalism, an economic system that is as tyrannical as any you'll find, predicated as it is on the dehumanizing premise "Profits over people, every time!" - I rebel unflinchingly against the notion of having ANY bosses in my life, no matter WHAT the circumstances are. When you're self-employed, your clients are your bosses, and you must cater to their whims if you want to keep the money rolling in. In that sense, it's every bit the one-way street that the conventional employer/employee relationship is.
(2) Even IF I found something I enjoyed doing, I wouldn't have the passion to pursue it 80 to 100 hours per week, which is what you need to be willing to do to succeed as an entrepreneur. Trust me, I know firsthand what it means to work 12 hours a day, 7 days a week - I have a Ph.D. in math, and back in the day, as both a doctoral candidate and as a post-doc, I pursued said passion manically. But I lost my love for the profession over a decade ago - and BTW, if you want to know all about the humiliation one can experience in the workplace, try working as a college math instructor, where all of the hard work you put in to get those advanced degrees and publish those papers doesn't mean jackshit - and I haven't found anything to replace the love I had for math since.
I've walked away from several jobs in North America, South America, and Southeast Asia because I will NOT be treated like a piece of meat... I will NOT let my so-called betters think they can get away with telling me to sit down, shut up, and do as I'm told. I will NEVER accede to the asseveration that "might makes right", even if it kills me... and trust me, I'm not too far from that right now. The way I figure it, I've got three options:
(1) Find a community of like-minded anarchists with whom to live and work. I recently visited such a community in the Upper Midwest, and while I liked a lot of what I saw, I came away concerned that ultimately, I wouldn't have much, if any more, freedom to speak my mind on certain subjects there than I do in the wider world. After all, whenever you're in a mixed-gender group of any sort, the women do their damnedest to determine what is permissible to say. As someone who refuses to be silenced, or even have circumscribed my ability to freely speak my mind, it seems to me that a blow-up of some sort wouldn't be a question of if, but when.
(2) Somehow both generate within myself the passion to write, AND maintain that passion in the face of my propensity to get depressed to the point I'm immobilized. I took a poke at capitalism earlier, but I'll quote a famous capitalist now by quoting something Warren Buffett said: "You have to love something to do well at it." He's right, of course. If there's anything left out there that I have any hope of loving, it's writing. When I'm not depressed - which isn't often these days - I'm brimming with story ideas, and will write a couple of thousand words in a day. But, any cure to my depression lies in healthy social interactions and NOT in a bottle of pills - I know this firsthand as well. However, finding people with whom to interact, face-to-face, in a healthful manner is incredibly difficult in ANY consumerist society, and not just the U.S.
(3) Find a country overseas that's better suited to someone like me. So far, this has turned out to be more difficult than I'd hoped it would be. I lived in South America for a year, and while that was OK (not great), I was making almost no money. So, I went to SE Asia, and found both the authoritarian workplace conditions and the unrelenting emphasis on materialism to be both enervating and depressing. There was no way to make the job there work out, so I left, and when my work visa was revoked, I had to return to the U.S.
I've rambled enough. Thanks for letting me threadjack. If you want to offer me encouragement, provide advice, debate me - or all of the above - feel free to PM me. Cheers.
