Month: September 2015

Dude! Check out my super sexualated, hyper accentuated, rapidly escalated set!

I initially envisaged the subject of this post as a chapter of a book I would write one day. I never wanted to post it as a blog and ‘blow’ the material but I keep seeing things that make me want to address this and finally a conversation last week forced my hand. I also haven’t fully pulled together my thoughts on this, it’s not 100% there yet, still a bit raw.

I asked a student to describe what would be a girl he could really want to get with – outside of external beauty. He told me he was looking for the following:

“She’d be from a really good background. Not necessarily rich, but a financially secure and respectable family, she’d have good parents and strong family values. She’d be well educated and probably privately schooled, but while she would be pursuing her own career or hobbies they would not be something that she is ‘passionate’ about. She’d be passionate about her relationships, her husband and children. She would be very discriminating in the company she keeps and certainly she won’t have slept around”.

A few hours later he then told me a story about how he met exactly one of these unicorns not too long ago and how he’d tried to escalate her in the middle a shopping centre. He told me how she was ‘super into it’, they went for coffee, he got her talking about sex in Starbucks… but he couldn’t get her home and she never returned his calls.

He can’t understand why she flaked. He thinks his mistake was everything from escalating too much, escalating too little, losing the frame by going to her choice of coffee shop. He thinks if only he had stuck with her and continued his game, she’d have finally ‘cracked’.

I think his mistake is thinking that K selected skirt respond to R selected pickup.

A quick whistle stop history of pickup

Mystery writes the Mystery Method. It’s a truly excellent discussion on how skirt responds to players. However, Mystery targets largely r selected targets in clubs and bars. While his engine is appropriate for all targets – the routines he develops for himself to reflect that engine are largely r leaning routines.

'Both can be a lot of fun, but you catch them with a different gun' - Jimmy Jambone

‘Both can be a lot of fun, but you catch them with a different gun’ – Jimmy Jambone

Style then writes The Game, chock full of these R based routines and very little ‘engine’. Everyone reads The Game, but they don’t read the Mystery Method (because they’re lazy, looking for quick wins. No need to think when they have routines).

A swathe of creepy wannabe PUAs think that pickup is these r based routines to pick up r selected skirt in bars. They learn these routines and they get success with generally low value, but at times hot, r selected targets in bars. They are confused when top quality skirt doesn’t respond to ‘pickup’. They dismiss it as, ‘they are simply harder to get, I need to get my game tighter’.

They don’t. They just require someone who is more than just a furry top hat. Or maybe with some girls, you need too leave the furry hat at home?

Because so many guys in pickup are those who only got success when they learnt pickup, (which by now includes a tsunami of low value guys with R based routines scoring low value girls), this belief has festered that all girls respond to R selected behaviour. If you just get good enough at the R stuff, there’s enough slut in every skirt that will eventually crack under the brilliance of your douche-baggery.

This is simply because they don’t have any successes that came naturally. Their evidence base is simply that R works. Until they learnt R, they got nothing. Now they’re getting something. So R is king. It’s unthinkable that it’s only part of the story.

They also get this idea that all skirt want alphas. Which is true, they largely do. But being alpha and being R selected are not the same thing.

The Slut Spectrum

Low Slut/K Selected <———> High Slut/r Selected

In my youth I knew that some targets responded to me acting like Keith Richards and I knew what type it was. The high Slut girls responded to danger behaviour. I didn’t know this had anything to do with R selection. That came 10 years later. I didn’t even call it a slut spectrum. That came years later too. More it was just a vague truth that I instinctively knew.

I also knew that some targets, while they liked the bad boy stuff, it wasn’t enough alone and too much of it turned them off. They wanted reliable winners. These were the low Slut targets. Generally, the lower the S, the much higher the quality.

Man I super hyper escalated that set. Did you see her eyes spinning.

On a slightly related issue, I’ve also seen many instances of guys in pickup getting obsessed with this idea of quick pickups, street kiss closes, same day lays and street stops where you get the target hyper escalated and talking about sex there and then at the bus stop.

I am dubious as to the value of all this rapid seduction hysteria. It’s said often by people who, for one reason or another, don’t understand what they are talking about. Guys who are learned seducers simply don’t have that background of guys with natural ability, so they only see things through the lens of R based pickup routines. They never got a girl by just going for a coffee with them.

Yes, it can happen. I’ve seen it happen. Without a doubt it can happen. High slut, highly R selected skirt will same day lay you. But before you plough in with super duper hyper escalation two minutes after meeting them, you could actually practice some game and work out where she is at on the slut spectrum. Then use the correct tool for the job. I saw a blind man score a bulls-eye at darts once. That doesn’t mean that I am going to wear a blindfold every time I play darts. More often than not I see rapid escalation fail. It’s rare when it does happen and it’s often done by guys at the top of their game or the quality of the girl is low, in looks often and always in manners. In fact, the only SDLs off street game I know of that have been with hot girls, girls above a 7, have been ones I have done myself and in hindsight, both girls were marginally unstable; both were from shaky family backgrounds, R selected.

In my humble experience rapid escalations generally get you nowhere and when they do, it’s with poor quality skirt. Escalation is crucially important when dealing with skirt, but don’t start thinking there is a secret where you can escalate your way out of the hard work of being a quality man. You can’t. Not with top drawer skirt. Escalation is important, but it’s like putting saffron into a paella. Pile it in and you just ruin it.

So let’s not get bogged down with stories of ‘yes but I knew this one guy one time who same day laid a virgin princess in less than ten minutes on a nighclub dance-floor’. There will always be some thin end of the wedge events accomplished by the super human love child of Steve Jabba and Ryan Reynolds when the moon was in ascendancy with leaping unicorns. I am not interested in those. I am interested in normal guys like us in the real world every day. I care about you getting genuine success in life. If you’re not the love child of Steve Jabba and Ryan Reynolds and you can’t see leaping unicorns, then take it all with a pinch of salt and accept that at some point you’re going to have to do the hard work.

The way I saw it in my youth was that skirt places along a ‘Slut Spectrum’. Some targets are very high S [slut] and some are very low S. Where they place on the Slut Spectrum correlates to many things, such as including how they have been raised. One key observation I have made in the last few years is that where they place on the slut spectrum pretty much equates to where they place on the r/K spectrum?

Basically high S is high r and low S is low r.

'I'm a gonna get that girl with my undiluted display of douche-baggery'

‘I’ll get her with my undiluted displays of douche-baggery’

Quality chooses quality

With expanding Democratic Socialism comes booming R selection. If you don’t understand this, let me know and I’ll post a bit more about it. The fiat currency illusion of unlimited resources and the Marxist destruction of the family unit has led us to a situation where K selected skirt is simply as rare as a Karl Marx payslip. That means… well, very rare.

If you meet a genuinely top quality target, an Audrey Hepburn in the modern day, then she is very unlikely to be high S or r selected. If she is intelligent and well turned out, well spoken, trustworthy, feminine and clean living then she is likely from a good family background. She’ll be high K.

Yes, she’ll respond to a bad boy. Most skirt does to some degree. But she’ll respond more to a good man. Get the balance right.

(When I say quality I mean in looks and manners. When it comes to game, I assume you know we’re talking about beauty. That’s a given. It’s not game if it’s below an 8. So when I talk about ‘quality women’ on this blog, I am talking about their manners).

K selection leans towards things like… clean living, long term planning, strong family bonds and perceiving value in quality. R selection leans towards the opposite… living wild, short term focus, weak family bonds, no necessity for quality.

Look at the below and see why.

Rabbits (R Selected) Wolves (K Selected)
Clean Living They don’t live long. It could all be over in a moment when the fox comes. They live in the moment. They have to look after themselves. They have to stay alive to hunt and raise their young properly. They necessarily must look after themselves.
Planning Small amygdala. Short life span, high predation, abundance of resources (grass will never run out). No need or capability for long term planning Larger amygdala. Longer life span. They are predators so they have to earn their food. It doesn’t literally grow on trees. They have to not have too many children. Food is scarce.
Family Low investment in children. They have many and at an early age too since they get eaten. They don’t put much investment in rearing since all they have to learn is how to run and chew. High investment in children. They have less so they have to put more effort into protecting and preparing them. They have to teach them how to hunt. Children and mating are serious decisions for the K selected.
Quality Rabbits don’t compete for resources. Grass is everywhere. A quality mate doesn’t matter. Just need a pulse. Wolves see the value in quality. A quality wolf wins out over a shabby one. A better hunter, more intelligent. The female wolf picks a quality mate.

Here I am, 37 years old. At my peak. Cash in the bank. Intellectually, financially and almost geographically free. I can score well paid contracts on a whim now. I’ve never been as happy, confident or looked as good as I do today. I get checked out in the street every single day by hot young targets when I am walking around the street in my work suit. I have the means and the know how to spend the rest of my days single, not working very much, loaded and with an abundance of skirt.

This is it. My peak. Jimmy’s engine is running hot.

And what am I going to do? Well, I really think I am about to turn my back on it. I am probably actually going to have children with my girlfriend. That will cost me all my money, I’ll have to get full time work and save up for private schools – for two kids. I’ll be like Clarke Kent when he disposes of his superman powers to be with Lois. No it will be worse. I’ll still have the powers but will just ignore them.

The reasons I will do this don’t matter here and now, but I think I’ll have to write about it at some point. My reasons for pair bonding are important and I think they should be discussed. All you have to understand is this; she clearly must be something special if I am willing to turn my back on bachelor paradise and expose myself to a future of obligation and stress.

She is extremely highly K selected. The last three girls I dated have all been very high quality and K selected. To get these girls I had to use K selected pickup to build that connection and prove myself. And it took TIME. R selected high fives and douche-baggery would simply not work with these girls. Had I escalated JJ in the first two minutes and gone for the kiss close, I am telling you, Carey Grant himself would be unable to pull this off.

So you have to attune yourself to working out where a target sits on the slut spectrum and model your game accordingly. There are ways to do this, but I am definitely saving that for the book. I have 200 pages now boys. Quarter of the way there.

Anyway, to round off, what I am saying is this; if you have found a unicorn, it is possibly K selected. So maybe, just maybe, hold off for a moment, don’t be an amateur and try to remove her knickers after 3 minutes in Starbucks. The top drawer seducer strikes when he knows what his target wants.

Jimmy’s Dream

Well, the big news this last few weeks has been the immigrant crisis. And all the hysterical wailing that comes with it. I am not going to discuss the situation here, because it has been discussed to death elsewhere, by men much smarter than men. Admittedly, you don’t have to look very far to find that.

To nail my colours to the mast, I don’t care about people’s race, religion, sexuality. I just don’t care. I’ll take every man at face value until he treats me badly. I care only about how smart they are and how much they will vote the state to steal my money off me. That’s it. Smart people tend to work hard and don’t want to blow people up.

But there’s even more idiocy available if you have the stomach to look for it. Hidden among articles on the immigrant crisis there are other nonsensical pro-left news stories with tsunamis of insanely ill-informed people all commenting and raging against words they just don’t understand and spewing endless woolly buzzwords. And this week I found a beauty, and one of my favourite subjects too. The minimum wage. Or the living wage, to be more exact this time. There’s not much difference really. Not for the purposes of this discussion in any case.

So the news story was something about Costa Coffee putting it’s prices up to pay a living wage to it’s baristas.

Now before we begin, three things to consider when talking about the minimum wage.


Price in a (free) market is the perfect way of making sure everyone pulls their weight and gets what they deserve. You don’t get to coast on the back of others, you get out only what you put in. It’s totally fair that a doctor makes more than a barista. If you find a cure for cancer, you’ll end up driving an Aston Martin. If you can make funny faces on milky foam, probably not so much.


Minimum wage jobs are by and large starter jobs, summer jobs, part time jobs or pin money jobs. The bottom end of the job market. They are not supposed to be jobs for people to pay mortgages or start families. You don’t get a mortgage or start a family until you have worked your way into a position to be able to genuinely afford and support that 25 year obligation. So when people say ‘how can people at Costa support a family on that wage’, the answer is ‘they don’t and they’re not supposed to’. Being young and at the low rung of the earning ladder is a natural way of making sure children don’t parent children they neither have the resources nor the nous look after.

Don’t believe me? Go and talk to some baristas. I did when I wrote my post on how to get rich working at Starbucks. Go talk to them. How many 40 year olds do you find working there? It’s largely youngsters, students or older people who are working a second job. Generally older women. Anyone who is trying to raise children on a Starbucks salary is an idiot and giving them a unrealistically higher wage is simply subsiding their bad decisions by stealing money of those who made good decisions.


Just take a second to consider what a minimum wage is and where it’s roots come from. In the USA, I think in the late 1930s, blacks started to gain ground on whites in the job market. Blacks generally had a lower cost base, smaller houses, less debt, fewer credit cars, lower mortgages. As a result, they could use this economic advantage in order to undercut the white workers and compete for their jobs. Whitey is asking $5 an hour, but I can do it for $3 and still make a profit, because I don’t have a bucket load of debts to service.

Black people started to win work from whites and were in fact clawing their way out of poverty.

We can’t have that though can we!

I do believe it was the Democrats who banned this practice and forced the black workers to have to charge the same as the white workers. Of course they didn’t say it was a ban on blacks undercutting whites. They dress it up as a ‘minimum wage’. It was brilliant and people fell for it.

Which is true?

That these people are being exploited. They are being forced to work for $3 an hour. Having a minimum wage bans anyone from exploiting them.

That these people are undercutting others and we don’t want them to be able to do that. We will have a law that bans people from accepting their lower prices.

If I own a business and I find a way to be more efficient and undercut my competition, I am not ‘helped’ by a law that then bans me from undercutting my competition. Even if they dress that law up as a way to ‘stop me being exploited’.

So. With these ideas in mind, I read one of these articles about Costa Coffee and then I made the schoolboy error of getting drawn into the comments section. Now unfortunately, it wasn’t a section for which I have a Jimmy Jambone account so I can’t put the ribaldry onto my antics page. But, oh, antics there were.

Anyway. It’s not long before ‘Jenny’ pipes up with the following (paraphrased so that it can’t be searched on google):

‘This is BS. They don’t NEED to put their prices up. They are doing it to rip us off and they are using the living wage as an excuse. They make billions in profit but they exploit their workers and force them to work for peanuts. I bet their CEOs and stockholders get a good share of the profits. It’s high time they shared the pie and treated the common man with respect’.

Now I have a dream. It’s not quite as grand as some people’s dreams. But it’s no less tasty. Oh my dream is tasty. This is my dream.

It’s Jenny’s house. It’s Sunday morning. It’s 15 years from now and it’s the first weekend of her retirement. She is feeling pretty smug. She has waited for this moment for her whole working life. She’s paid off her mortgage and is ready to enjoy 20 years of pleasure and dalliance in her comfortable retirement. Years ago she got a pension plan and put money into it. She didn’t really understand pensions, she just knows if she saves regularly, then she should be looked after in her retirement years. She is expecting a pension of around £1000 per month. Not a lot, but enough for her, on her low cost base, to have a whale of a time.

Whole her mocha simmers away under her handy dandy new mochacinno machine and Radio 4 chunders away in the background, she hears a sliding sound and a thump. She looks up and sees a letter has landed on her doormat. She scampers over and lifts the official looking envelope from the floor and sees it’s from her pension company.

Gasp! Her first pension payment.

Her fat little fingers eagerly tear at the envelope and rip the letter from it’s sheath. Her beady little eyes, glowing with smug satisfaction cast their way down on the writing below.

Wait. What’s this? Her monthly payment is only £200. That’s … impossible… At first her blood runs cold, her retirement is ruined. She can’t live on that. She’d have to sell her house and move somewhere much smaller just to make up some of the difference. No holidays, no car, no presents for the grandchildren.

It’s clearly a mistake! Of course. It’s a typo. It should be £2000 maybe! Yes, of course! Her panic subsides and she taps away on her phone to call the pension company and let them know of their mistake.

I want to be generous with OTHER peoples money!

I want to be generous with OTHER peoples money!

‘No. There’s no mistake. Your pot only has enough to pay out £200 per month’.

‘But that’s outrageous, I have worked hard all my life and saved. I was expecting a return of almost ten times this. I have been ripped off’.

‘Oh no’, says the voice at the other end of the phone ‘this is what you demanded Jenny’.

‘Me!’, she says in disbelief ‘I don’t think so’.

‘You did though, You demanded the fat cats and stock holders sacrifice their profits in order to pay the cleaners a living wage. You said, it’s only fair they do that, you said they are immoral and greedy. You voted for it’.

‘I did. I think they should. I am not a fat cat though! I am just a normal, common garden pensioner’.

‘Right… but you’re a stock holder. Where in God’s name do you think your pension has been invested? In the very same companies who you demanded should sacrifice their profits. As a result, your dividend has been much lower and the rate of compound vastly diminished. But that’s what you demanded. You said it. It’s only fair and you were very self righteous when you demanded it. You sounded very, very sure’.

‘I didn’t mean for you to tale MY money. I … I …’

‘You what Jenny’.

And I would love to see her twisted little face as she screams down the receiver: