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The G Manifesto Awards, The Best of 2011

Alright. Stop what your doing, because I’m about to ruin the image and style that your used to.

It is time again for The G Manifesto “Best of 2011” Awards.

Once again, these Awards are places or things that I have been to or experienced in 2011. So don’t get itchy if your local dive bar in Denver or favorite P.F. Wang’s in Poughkeepsie didn’t make the list.

First, make sure you check out:

The G Manifesto Awards, The Best of 2007

The G Manifesto Awards, The Best of 2009

Best of Boxing 2011 Awards (We decided to break this one out this year).

Here are the rest of the Best of 2011, G Manifesto Awards:

Best International Nightlife City: Montreal, Canada. I am in love with this city. I am not sure of too many things, but this I am sure of: I will spend at least two months this summer in Montreal. Honestly, I think I can swoop a fly girl 8 out of 10 nights I go out there. It is probably closer to 10 out of 10, but I don’t want to sound like I am bragging. I almost slit my wrists for not coming sooner.

Honorable Mentions: Bogota, Buenos Aires, The beach towns and Summer Festivals of Spain

Best US Nightlife City: Miami Beach. Easily the top spot in the USA. Puts the West Coast to shame.

Honorable Mentions: New York City. I had too much success there in 2011 to leave it out.

Most Overrated US Nightlife City: Los Angeles. California has become a Police State, and Wessyde nightlife has gone down the tubes with it. California nightlife needs a whole new start like a person with a severed arm needs a tourniquet and a shot of tequila.

Best Gentleman’s Club City: Montreal. Didn’t really hit up too many Gentleman’s Clubs this year. But I went undefeated in Montreal.

Best US Nightclub: Mynt, Miami Beach. Still holds strong after all these years. Took a loss here, but also had many KO’s.

Best US Nightlife District: Brickell, Miami. Quality of girl is off the charts.

Best US Restaurant for Fly Girls: Cipriani’s. No single restaurant in America holds as many stunners.

Best International Nightclub: Andre Carne de Res, Bogota. I don’t get impressed by nightclubs any more. Well, that’s until I stepped into Andre Carne de Res in Bogota. Place is sicker than a cancer victim.

Best High-Action City: Abidjan , Ivory Coast. It went off the rope earlier this year. I hit a decent Cocoa trade playing the political takeover as well. To be frank though, the time I spent on the horn and researching that trade, it wasn’t that great.

Best Day Game City: Miami Beach. Lincoln road. No question.

Best Beach: El Sardinero, Santander, Spain is more breathtaking than northern California’s coastline. And more striking than La Jolla, California.

Best International Restaurant: La Taberna del Gourmet, Alicante, Spain. The food is so good it made old E-tab and Cocaine buzzes hit me. Seriously, my nose got sweaty while dining here. Ate here three nights straight at one point.

Honorable Mention: Toque and Au Pied Du Cuchon, Montreal. Both these restaurants are straight crack.

Best Trade: The Silver trade. I rode the silver miners up and sold out earlier in the year. And unbelieveably sold out of my paper silver near the top. Super lucky. Now I buy physical on the dips.

Best US Restaurant: Joe’s Stone Crab. Miami Beach’s answer to former G Manifesto “Best of” winner, Galitories. Illmatic. I even got a table on the last day of Stone Crab season with two fly Latinas.

Best International Hotel: Hotel Maria Cristina, San Sebastián, Spain.

Best US Hotel: The Plaza Hotel, NYC.

Worst US Hotel: Shore Club, Miami Beach. Place has slipped. The service is a joke compared to Las Vegas. Place kind of made me edgy. And that is not easy to do.

Greatest Loss: Joe Frazier. Rest in peace.

Quote of The Year: “It’s so crazy. I am in America. The country that I represent, the Red, White and Blue. I make money in America. I feed the American citizens, I feed the people that are less fortunate in America. Even when I make it rain, I am still throwing money to Americans!.” By Floyd Mayweather Jr. at the post Victor Ortiz Fight presser.

That quote would have been hilarious alone as a joke. But the fact that Floyd was dead serious when he said it not only makes it the “quote of the year” it makes it the funniest thing said all year as well.

Best Movie: The Business. Finally a real International Playboy in a movie. Of course, it wasn’t a Hollywood movie, but that is to be expected.

Best Documentary: Square Grouper by the makers of Cocaine Cowboys.

Best Short Film: I still have soul (HBO Boxing)

Best Actor: Mike Tyson in The Hangover 2

Best Actress: Don’t know. Probably some P0rn girl.

Best Hip-Hop Album: Oneirology by CunninLynguists

Best Hip-Hop Track: Pusha T- Don’t Fuck With Me (Drake Diss) Someone had to destroy Drake. And who better to do it than Pusha T?

“Rappers on their sophomores, actin’ like they boss lords
Fame such a funny thing for sure
When n*ggas start believing all them encores
I’m just the one to send you off, bonjour“

Best Break out Hip-Hop Artist: Action Bronson. Bringing back those hard New York Street bangers for your ear drums.

Best Soul Track and Album: Raphael Saadiq, Stone Rollin

Best Blog: Sovereign Man by Simon Black

Best Forum: RooshvForum. The only forum for International Playboys.

Best Heist: The Federal Reserve and European Central Bank. We are getting Hustled only knowing half the Game.

Biggest Robbery: Manny Pacquiao’s “win” over Juan Manuel Marquez.

Woman of The Year: My MOM.

G’s of The Year: Miguel Cotto and Nicolas Berggruen. Cotto is an obvious choice. If you are not familiar with Berggruen, you should be. This guy is the ultimate International Playboy/ Perpetual Traveler. Peep the Data Sheet on the cat:

Long before dabbling with blank-check companies, Berggruen had already made enough money to buy all of the trappings of the ultrarich: a Fifth Avenue apartment in Manhattan, a mansion on a private island near Miami, the Gulfstream IV and artworks by Damien Hirst, Jeff Koons and Andy Warhol. Berggruen says that living amid all of that luxury turned into a burden and didn’t make him happy.
Buffett Pledge
“I understand the human instinct to want to create a nest and possess things, to show them off,” he says. “But for me personally, it became less and less interesting.”
So in 2000, Berggruen sold his houses, put his art collection in storage and gave away or sold most of his possessions, including his car. He says his decision to live a rootless existence wasn’t a means of dodging taxes; he says he pays them in the U.S.
The investor, who signed a pledge promoted by fellow billionaires Warren Buffett and Bill Gates to donate at least half of their wealth, says he’ll give away all of it eventually.
“Everything I do now is about growing the pot to have more to give away,” he says.
He has never married and says he is not interested in having children. Berggruen has been photographed at charity and fashion events arm in arm with a series of actresses and models, including Gabriella Wright, a British actress.

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It looks like his Wessyde Base of Operations is The Peninsula hotel in Beverly Hills. A place I am not all that unfamiliar with for knocking back some early night cocktails.

He still should bust a pocket square, but no one did it bigger and better than Berggruen and Cotto in 2011.

Already making heavy, and I mean heavy moves in 2012. Should be an even better year.

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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

The Pick Up Artists VS The Lifestyle Designers

On every Pick Up Artist’s “about page” on their blog it says something to the effect of:

“I used to be a dork with no Game. I couldn’t get a girl to save my life. Then one day I read The Game by Neil Strauss, and my whole life changed. Now buy my e-book and I will tell you how to get girls!”

On every Lifestyle Designer’s “about page” on their blog it says something to the effect of:

“I used to be a cubicle monkey and I hated my life. My whole existence was a corporate prison and I could never travel. Then one day I read The Four Hour Work Week by Tim Ferriss, and my whole life changed. Now buy my e-book and I will tell you how to be location independent!”

You can either go those above routes, or you can just skip the bullsh*t and read The G Manifesto, pro-bono.

After all, I have been swooping fly girls, making CASH, and traveling the atlas from first street.

“The gentle reader will never, never know what a consummate ass he can become until he goes abroad. I speak now, of course, in the supposition that the gentle reader has not been abroad, and therefore is not already a consummate ass. If the case be otherwise, I beg his pardon and extend to him the cordial hand of fellowship and call him brother.” – Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad

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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

The Mile High Club Broken Down To The Bone Gristle

There seems to be some confusion out in the marketplace as to what really constitues membership in the Mile High Club.

Let me clarify this once and for all:

To have membership in The Mile High Club, you need to swoop a girl on a plane that you have never met before.

IE, it must be a “cold” swoop.

Swooping your wife, banging your girlfriend or taxing a girl you already knew does not count as full “Gold Level Membership”.

I probably just revoked thousands upon thousands of people of their “Membership Status”. But it had to be done.

That being said, in all fairness, there are some other junior levels of membership:

Silver Level Status: Blower on plane from a girl met “cold”

Bronze Level Status: Shaker on plane from a girl met “cold”

Copper Level Status: Nudity on plane from a girl met “cold”

And a couple of “Advanced Statuses”:

Palladium Level Status: Swoop two separate girls at separate times on plane from a girls met “cold”

Platinum Level Status: Swoop two girls at the same time on plane from a girls met “cold”

And at least one “Wild Card Status”:

Cherry Level Status: Swoop a virgin on plane from a virgin girl met “cold”

I hope this clears everything up.

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(Side note: It is not really my language to say “The Mile High Club”, but I used that term here in an effort to have more normal people understand what the hell I am speaking on.)

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

Flight Facilities – Feeling

Piers Morgan On La Costa del Crime, Marbella, Spain

As any reader of The G Manifesto knows, I am a big advocate of life in Spain.

And that I spent last summer swooping topless girls on the beaches of Spain.

I have never made it down as far as Marbella, but it is on my short list (although I don’t think it will happen this year).

Here is a good video, worth watching on Marbella, Spain. The jury is still out on this Piers Morgan guy, but still, a good video.

Peep it:

It goes without saying that when I hit up Marbella, Spain, I am going to do it on a way more smooth tip than shown in this video.

But that is neither here nor there.

Here is a little Data Sheet on La Costa del Crime a while back:

This is Puerto Banus, a luxury suburb of Marbella in southern Spain and truly a millionaire’s paradise.

But who are these people and where does their wealth come from?

The majority are legitimate businessmen, but Britain currently has a list of 230 known criminals sheltering in Spain and many of them are believed to live in and around Puerto Banus.

The Costa del Sol has seen an upsurge in violent crime in recent years with British, Irish and Russian gangs vying with local Spanish criminals for command of the lucrative drugs trade.

Morocco is only 40 miles away across the southern horizon.

The profit margins for smuggling Moroccan cannabis and Colombian cocaine are too tempting for many ex-pats, even when threatened with imprisonment or death.

A Briton was arrested in April this year in nearby Fuengirola after a consignment of cannabis and cocaine was discovered.

And drug dealer Scott Bradfield, from London, was murdered in October 2001.

His limbs were found in a suitcase on wasteland near Torremolinos in December and his head and torso were discovered in another case nearby.

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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

Floyd Mayweather Jr. VS Victor Ortiz: Final Thoughts

Since I have finally got over my back injury and started sparring again, I have been watching a lot of Boxing tape.

Last night, I had the pleasure of watching Floyd Mayweather Jr. VS Victor Ortiz again:

Now, I have already given my thoughts on the fight.

However, upon watching the fight a second time, it only strengthens my views.

1. Floyd was completely controlling the fight. He was doting up Ortiz with almost every punch. Ortiz was only going to last 3 more rounds tops.

2. Ortiz was butting Mayweather constantly in the fight. He did it in the first. He did it in the second. The third and at least three times in the fourth before the “final headbutt”. Floyd didn’t complain the entire time. Now that’s G.

3. The Referee gave at least two verbal warnings for head butts prior to the “final headbutt”. There might have been three warnings.

4. Floyd’s Knockout punch was completely legit and shouldn’t have even been questioned by anyone. Especially when you consider what happened previous. Payback is a b*tch. I think James Brown said that.

It is amazing and a travesty that Floyd was thought of as the villian in this fight.

There was only one fighter who did anything wrong, and his name was Victor Ortiz.

Just kind of shows you where the world is at these days; backwards.

But then again, you got guys in America where skinny jeans and shirts with glitter in modern society.

So maybe it shouldn’t be a shock.

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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

WHY YOU HATE FLOYD MAYWEATHER