Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
When a woman tries to get your attention, take a second longer to swivel your head to reply. The goal is to introduce a palpable, but not off-putting, tension to the interaction. In other words, make her sweat.
Keep your head cocked upward slightly. This will accentuate the heaviness of your brow ridge and the heft of your chin and jaw, both indicators of alpha testosterone levels. It also imparts you with a haughtiness that women find irresistible.
Scratch your balls in public once in a while.
If you say something stupid, goofy or impolite (hey, it happens) don’t backpedal or get flustered. Act as if nothing is wrong. Embarrassment is for the little people.
Rudely glance around the room every so often when a girl is talking to you.
Be inattentive. Betas focus like a laser beam when engaging a girl because she is the reason for his existence. Alphas exist for themselves.
Be narcissistic. There is no greater divergence than that between a woman’s stated disapproval of male narcissism and the rapidity with which she jumps into bed with a male narcissist.
Keep a toothpick in your mouth if you don’t smoke.
Be judgmental. Say “Hm” and “I see” a lot when a woman talks to you, arching your eyebrows and frowning skeptically.
If a girl says something genuinely funny (rare, like a lunar eclipse), don’t boisterously laugh in appreciation. Snicker instead.
Be territorial. Spread those arms and legs out.
Learn to love the pregnant pause. When a girl shit tests you, don’t respond like a wind-up beta. Give her a blank, serial killer stare and wait… wait……. waiiiiit for it…. ANSWER! Wow, that was hot. I’m positive I just made a female reader squirm delightfully in her seat.
If you don’t have a witty answer ready for deployment, silence beats stilted conversation.
Lead with your crotch.
Don’t ever fall for the “tap on the shoulder” or the “something on your tie” gags.
Be imperious. The world is your harem.
Finally… use the power of your back. Turning your back on people who have displeased you is a great way to get them to qualify themselves. Girls will reopen. Guys will vamoose.
I was really impressed that Roissy added “Keep a toothpick in your mouth if you don’t smoke.”
This is a great non-smoker guy move.
Another option?
In a non-smoking restaurant, use a cocktail straw or stir.
You always want to draw a girls attention to your mouth.
That is why smoking is so effective.
The Rest is Up to You…
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
One of the most effective moves you can do at a Gentleman’s Club is called “Lobster Trapping” in the G’s argot. This also works especially well in a Down Economy.
Basically, Lobster Trapping is going to a Gentleman’s Club early in the night, let’s say 10pm, and post up. You only want to stay about an hour or so.
Wale- “Penthouse Anthem”
During that hour, you want to do the typical G things we all know and love: roll in Dolo, suited down, flash CASH, smoke jacks and tell lies like OJ on trial. You know, International Playboy type stuff. Tell girls you are only staying for a “little while” because your friend is opening a new dope Wine Bar or something. Display mad swag.
Which for me, is no bother since I got more Game than Parker Brothers, Can’t Lose like Parker Lewis, and drink more wine than Robert Parker.
Basically, make the Exotic or Exotics crestfallen that they can’t roll with you. This is the setting the “trap” part of Lobster Trapping. When they beg you to come back, give them your Appypolly loggys and reply “Maybe”.
Next you want to shoot to some kind of civilian lounge or nightclub for a while and crunch some civilian numbers. Maybe some waitress girls, Nightlife Princesses, Platinum Diggers or swoop a promoter’s or DJ’s girlfriend. Spend about an hour and half or so doing this (these time estimates are based on a Typical West Coast time schedule. Las Vegas or Miami Beach would obviously be different). This will give the Exotic Dancers just enough time to miss you, for the Washington Apple shots to take hold, Beeks to have effect and for “regular guy” to make you look good.
After that non-sense, shoot back to the Gentleman’s Club. It’s time to check the “harvesting” of your “traps” for Exotics. (And I don’t mean that Super fly Model style Exotic Dancer I know from The Rhino in Las Vegas named Exotica, real name Cindy, either).
Girls will be all over you like lobsters on rotting, decaying Dover Sole. Or a rival you delivered down to Davey Jones Locker.
Close Artistically.
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
At any given Cipriani benefit ball, midtown, soho, downtown, I perform like Michael, MPM, Tyson, Jordan, or Jackson. Suited down, pocket squared, no mobb boss but I’ve been performing hits since I stepped on the scene. Long Vol, Short Vol, you can try to understand the Greeks but I bet you are still beta. They say Kanye ‘you keeps it too real boy’.
Like stone crab claws at Lure Fish Bar on Prince Street. I’m dishing at chicks like the point guard on your favorite team. Late night at White Star on Essex on the DL. Like new cash bond issuance in the credit markets, high grade priced 8 Bill, it was all good just a week ago. High Yields on the rise, the bifurcation was so February. I’m trading single B’s off the break like E tabs at a rave. If you’re long credit, watch the DIP or you’ll get crammed down harder than secured lenders in Chrysler by Uncle Sam. Pimp Cadillac population excluded.
I’ve respected the game since my first dice roll Timberland booted down. Summertime is around the corner. Gucci loafers, no socks, Eric Ripert dinners. Girls at Da Silvano. Bisteca next door. I’m fam at the Waverly. For the futures market non fluent, trade the VXX as hedge. Thank me later. Euro dollar futures. Spooz futures. Treasury futures. Curves steep now. Its cross asset class but same school.
Stocks at 1, you can’t short it that much more. I see your 100 shares front running me. Monaco. Marbella. Mauritius. Go long the Kiwi and AUD when inflation hits and it will. The funeral of CDO. RIP Equity tranche 2006. Synthetic CDO was an infant death. The rebirth of cash. The ailing of CDS. Non-Financial Hybrids pricing in 21% at call but then again capital structure arb wasn’t you. I forgive your weak ass, hustling just ain’t you. I’m still seen at Masa.
I know the whole “Hipster” thing has been going on for a while now, but lately it is just taking over. Hipsters everywhere. And truth be told, even though I have swooped more Hipster Girls than any lead singer of any crappy band that they listen to, these girls really don’t respond very well to to your Humble Author.
Hipster Girls like Beta Males. They like “guys” with tight jeans, messy hair and emotions. Essentially, they like the antithesis of The G and his custom suit wearing, Alpha swaggering, cigarette smoking, Zippo Clacking, International Playboying self.
So I met this young fly Hipster girl named “Melissa” last week at this Art gig.
This “text message conversation” last night needs no further explanation:
Melissa The Hipster: Happy Thirsty Thursday! (10:16 pm)
Melissa The Hipster: Hey, where are you? (10:17 pm)
MPM: Where are you? (10:25 pm)
Melissa The Hipster: @ (insert name of high profile crappy boutique hotel spot)…come! (10:25 pm)
MPM: Who are you with? (10:30 pm)
Melissa The Hipster: My Boyfriend (10:30 pm)
Melissa The Hipster: Hes gay.. not to worry! (10:30 pm)
MPM: I am never worried (10:35 pm)
Melissa The Hipster: Where u @? Come meet me! (10:35 pm)
MPM: At (insert smooth French Brasserie with a solid Duck Confit and an owner who gives me huge Bordeaux pours, pro-bono) (10:42 pm)
Melissa The Hipster: Going home..class early tmrw..maybe this weekend we ll run into each other (10:42 pm)
Got blown like Miami Condo Debris, then bounced like them cars out in Long Beach.
“Some girls say I’m the cutest, others say that I’m the rudest,
meditate like a Budist, expose em like a nudist,
I’m Jesus they Judas, my diamonds the bluest,
got the answers, they clueless, Ashanti foolish.”
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
