I’m just full of surprises. This week we have a second/bonus guest post from Blair Hickman (a chick, it’s shocking), one of my buddies over at Ignighter. Frequent readers of this blog should be amused by the topic.
“At Avenue this weekend, one of those lounges without a name on the door that coddles mainly models and billionaires, I met a man. First, he teased me, a guest at his table, for not introducing myself to him. Then we talked for about 30 minutes–schools, jobs, music, hometowns. He smiled and he touched, and he perfectly balanced his asshole banter with genuine interest. And then he bet that I wouldn’t get up and dance.
What a move. This man had played his game with near perfection, luring in a dating blogger who knows better and thus proving my post from last week. Incidentally, the post also sparked quite the debate on Roissy in DC, a blog all about Game. There, Game is an art form, a muscle to be worked, and it is just one of many blogs that form a support group for men everywhere looking to get laid. This online niche publishes articles like “The 16 Commandments of Poon” and “How to Keep the Heat Without the Commitment.” I could be mad about it. But you know what? I’m not.
Each of these articles is based on the art of wooing a woman. Now, unless Webster’s Dictionary is mistaken, this word dates back before the 12th century, taking the form “wogian” in Old English and “wowen” in Middle English. Men in the 1800s promoted this art form at cigar and gentlemen’s clubs. We have email chains and blogs. They wooed. Men today “got game.” It’s a historically enduring, and endearing, process.
The issue is that somewhere along the way, wooing became a means to an end. If ya catch my drift. I’m not naive, and I’m sure Romeo also had a Joelle and Napoleon a Marie, but in the age of Twitter and iPhones and private emails, playing the game solely for sex seems to have become more ubiquitous. It’s expressed in the blogosphere’s demeaning, crude titles (16 Commandments of Poon) and sections (Female Photo Submission), and promotes a generalist belief that women are nothing more than walking vaginas.
But what if we could somehow change the product’s end results? What if men read these articles and applied the tactics to women they respected, used the methods for good rather than promiscuity? If we’re talking in terms of fame, it would be like Spencer and Heidi Pratt vs. Brad and Angelina. Speidi uses their fame for money, while Brangelina uses it to save the world. So, in terms of dating, Speidi is to manwhores, as Brangelina is to gentlemen. How can we equip men with a solid strategy to woo a woman, yet still turn them into Brangelinas? That is the question.
For the time being, I hope men keep reading these blogs with a grain of salt. Game works because, truthfully, women like to be wooed. And if you study and practice, you will win when it’s game time.”
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