4 Observations On The Las Vegas Hookup Culture
By Troy Francis
I recently spent a week in Las Vegas. As a Brit abroad it was an interesting experience for many reasons, a few of which that pertain to hookup culture I discuss here.
Of course, Las Vegas (or the strip, anyway) exists only as a site of hedonism, and as such is distinct from other US cities. I know from personal experience that pickup in New York, for example, is a very different proposition. Nevertheless, since Vegas is a place of extremesâ€”-extreme decadence, extreme sexual licentiousness, extreme lavishness, extreme wealthâ€”and it is a kind of mecca for dissolute party-goers, it extrapolates some of the worst (or best, depending on your view) aspects of Western culture and gives them a setting where they can flourish on a grand scale.
Put another way, given that people can do pretty much whatever the hell they like in Vegas and get away with it (â€œwhat happens in Vegas stays in Vegasâ€), it functions in a similar way to the island in The Lord of the Flies: this is what human behavior looks like when you lift the normal societal restraints on it, and itâ€™s not pretty.
1. Girls Will Extract Money From Unwary Men Mercilessly
Some girls will be out for free drinks, VIP tables, and whatever else they can get in nightclubs the world over, of course, but this is much more overt in Vegas. Perhaps this isnâ€™t surprising. After all, Vegas is a wet dream of consumerism, capitalismâ€™s logical endgame. This is a town where the hugest suites with panoramic views and gold baths are available only to those who have hustled hard. Unsurprisingly, something in the air brings out the hustling instinct in the women too.
Standing by the bar at the Encore Beach Club observing nubile, bikini-clad bodies dancing to Will.i.amâ€™s flaccid EDM DJ set, I observed a man approach a group of four girls. He opened well and his target, the most attractive of the girls, responded well and appeared interested. After several minutes of conversation which included light touching, laughter and some push-pull banter, the man led the girls to the bar where he bought shots for all of them.
They said cheers, with the oblivious, entitled friends hardly even bothering to chink the manâ€™s glass. As soon as this ritual was completed the manâ€™s target seemed to grow cold and shifted away from him, excluding him from the group while he stood there slowly gathering chode dust. It was only a matter of time now. Shortly, the target turned to the man and gave him the classic valedictory speech.
â€˜Well, it was so nice to meet you. Thanks so much for the shawts!â€™
The girls walked off, leaving the man standing by the bar, a crestfallen buffoon eighty dollars poorer.
Hereâ€™s the thing: the girls looked educated and pleasant enough, and certainly not like classic club skanks. On some level, they must have been aware that what they had done was completely unacceptable by any normal measure, a con trick worthy of an old Times Square huckster, somewhere between theft and prostitution. But what recourse did the man have? Had he argued with the girls heâ€™d have been deemed socially awkward or â€œcreepy.â€ If heâ€™d got angry heâ€™d most likely have been thrown out by security.
Some time later, a girl with a sexy body and pretty, molly-eyes passed me. We smiled.
â€œHey, you know if me and my friend had drinks I would totally cheers with you but we donâ€™t have drinks,â€ she said.
â€œSo are you gonna buy me one?â€ I responded.
The girl snarled, vampiric.
â€œFuck you,â€ she said.
I would probably have had this chick down as a nice girl-next door type had I seen her in my local supermarket. But then Vegas is a space where bad female (and male) behaviour is allowed to flourish unchecked, where we see clearly that the â€œgoodâ€ girls are really just bad girls in disguise.
2. Mate Guarding Is Excessive
With little or no restraint on female hypergamous behaviour, Vegas, more than anywhere, is a place where women are able to reject men at will until they find the highest value one possible to have sex with. As a consequence, mate guarding is way over the top. I found myself wondering idly whether the trend for men to work out until they are huge, which is slightly more prevalent in America than in Europe, is a subconscious response to the problem of womenâ€™s unbridled tendency to cheat.
At another day party I went to buy a drink. By the bar, two fairly unattractive Asian girls in bikinis were grinding their asses up against the crotches of two gaudily tattooed men in coloured snapbacks. One of the men noticed me and signaled for me not to come closer.
â€œYouâ€™re cool there brah. Thatâ€™s cool â€“ right there.â€
â€œIâ€™m buying a drink,â€ I said. Of course, I had had no intention of trying to break into the set and steal his girl. She was probably a six at best.
â€œThatâ€™s cool man. Nice pompadour by the way. I used to have my hair like that.â€
He was trying to warn me off, but there was no needâ€”his girl wasnâ€™t attractive enough to bother hitting on. But when men are reduced to mate-guarding mediocre women, it is a clear signal that female hypergamy is out of control. If Vegas is the logical endpoint of the desires sublimated in everyday Western society, then expect to see more of this in normal life soon.
3. Contemporary Hip Hop Lyrics Reflect Precisely The Reality Of Female Behavior
Rather like dreams, the movies, TV shows, books and music of our culture operate as a kind of societal subconscious, revealing our innermost desires. This thought struck me at Surrender Nightclub, as I stood by the bar fending off hookers and listening to DJ Mustard bumping contemporary hip hop joints.
Itâ€™s no secret that mainstream rap has, for the most part, become significantly less intelligent in the last fifteen years or so. If you compare something like the arrest segment in Jay Zâ€™s 99 Problems, with its clever wordplay and sharp social commentary to, say, Loyal by Chris Brown then youâ€™ll get the point (although Loyal is actually imbued with red-pill truth). But what rap does do is celebrate the actual (sometimes secret) desires of its audience. Take these lines from DJ Mustardâ€™s Down on Me:
Yea, my bitch drop it down for me
Take it to the room she go down on it
And she said she got a friend for me
And she ainâ€™t afraid to spin on me
Told that ho bring more E, smoke joints to the face
My bitch so bad I f**k without a condom
Put it all in and I got her running
Hit it good got her walking funny
And she said it ainâ€™t about the money
You can bemoan the fact that the art of lyric writing is dead and that these verses are about as subtle as a bottle of Dom Perignon in the face, but the point is that girls love this stuff. I saw more women twerking to these â€œmisogynistâ€ lyrics than there were guys there. Why? Because contrary to what feminists would have us believe, women secretly love being characterised as bad girls who will do E, have threesomes and f**k hot alpha rappers without a condom because that is the reality of female nature.
In a room full of girls dancing to tracks like this, the message is the message, hidden in plain sightâ€”women are sexual beings who are happy to act slutty with exciting alpha men, while simultaneously denying their sluttiness to beta rubes.
4. Vegas Is A Great Place to Get Laid
For this reason, Vegas is a great place to get laid. There are thousands of hot girls there with more arriving every day during peak timesâ€”a constantly renewable resource. They are willingly entering an environment where whatever paltry constraints are normally on their behavior are lifted, and they are able to act like the ho in DJ Mustardâ€™s song.
Realize that Vegas is a place where the very worst excesses of Western culture are magnified and celebrated, and that knowing this you can benefit and relax. Let someone else worry about the decline for a while. Stick on a suit (I got opened loads in XS wearing a light grey jacket, white button-down shirt and a colorful pocket square) man up, approach like a machine, and you really canâ€™t fail to get laid. Western culture may be in flames around us, but we might as well enjoy the party.
Ive never been to Vegas so i can't comment....On people WHO HAVE BEEN TO VEGAS what are your thoughts on this? Is it true?