This might just piss you off.
I kinda hope it does, cos it's time to set the record straight:
The whole "Pickup" community, "The Game," "The Pickup Artist" and all...
It's all a lie.
Don't believe me? Read below what I wrote last year, and tell me what YOU believe.
I'm sitting on my friend's boat cruising down the river to the waterfront in Tampa. It's a cool summer night. Frogs are chirping, the sun is setting slow and pink, and the houses on the river's edge look more inviting with every minute.
And it hits me. I don't want to go out to bars and pickup chicks.
In fact, I never really did. I want something much harder to find, and much rarer to get.
I want love. And maybe it's because there are things that happened in my past that made me feel it was taken from me, and now I need to make it work.
And maybe it's because I know a lot of men just like me who can find all kinds of people, good, skilled teachers, to help them meet and fuck lots of women for one night, but can't find anyone who wants to help them find a woman who is worth keeping around for longer.
I want to date and fall in love. And my dream is to one day have lived my life with women so fully, and understand myself and women so well that when I find one that just won't leave my mind, I know what to do in order to keep dating her, every day and every night, for the rest of my life.
Maybe you know that feeling. Maybe not. Maybe you just want sex. And there's nothing wrong with that. God knows I've had my share of hookups and years where all that mattered was ending up in bed (or in a sand-trap, or the back of an Eddie Bauer Ford Bronco) with a willing, happy, heated up hottie.
But whatever you want now, exactly, the things you learn about women should always be designed to NOT exclude any result. The skills for all kinds of relationships are the same. It takes the same kind of guy to meet a girl and get her into bed as to keep her happily in your bed years later. They aren't different people.
You learn to pickup girls so you can build on it and learn to love women.
When I left my job at Stanford University to work for a pickup company full time, my father asked me one very good question.
"Do you want to be teaching guys how to pickup girls in bars when you are 50?" he asked.
I laughed it off. I made some intelligent-sounding remark about how that's not what we really do, and bars and clubs are just practice for people learning to be social. But the question stayed with me, because my answer was so clear.
No, I don't want to teach men how to pickup girls in bars when I'm 50. I don't want to teach them now that I'm 36.
I want to teach people how to find love and make it work. I want the big goddamned American dream. I want a great woman who treats me like a king, not because I play some games with her or manage the relationship well, but because I understand her, and she understands me, and we are adults who work well together and make each other stronger and happier in our love. I want a family of my own. I want kids to play with and throw a baseball too. I want football games on Thanksgiving in the backyard. I want my friends to bring their families over for barbeques and I want to know that we all can be in love and have someone to care for us exactly as who we are, and never have to suffer through divorce.
I want what we all deserve. Love. Companionship. A classic girl and more total happiness for less work.
I also know exactly what I don't want, and if you are like me and have already lived a little in your life, if you've built a career and have something good in your life and something to share and don't feel like ripping it all down and pretending you are something you're not just to get laid, well, I think you will understand this too.
A very wise man named Chris Rock explains it this way.
"There comes a time to settle down. Cos you don't want to be the old guy in the club. You know the guy. He's not that old. Just a lil' too old to be in the club."
I plan on looking and leering like an old Italian grandfather, playing dominoes in the shade with my buddies, and watching every beautiful girl that walks by -- I plan on watching women like some people watch birds, breathless and curious and with open admiration -- for the rest of my life. I will never lose my love, or even my desire, for the look and feel, the sound, smell, and vibe of new beautiful women.
But I get more joy from having one woman who I love and who loves me like a mother tiger. She's got my back, no matter what. And she will never stop being sexy to me.
There was a great quote on the show "Cheers," years ago that stuck in my brain. And I think of it every time I wonder what is it I really want. Coach was talking about his late wife with his daughter, and she couldn't quite understand why he loved her so much. He said simply,
"Your mother grew more beautiful every day of her life."
Imagine that. Imagine being with a woman you appreciate and want MORE every day you see her.
The UCP is going to keep growing to teach men AND women who want more than one night. I'm in this to learn and teach how to take one great night and make it one great LIFE:
http://lvo3.com/home/ucp.html
Cos we are all gonna want to be with the one best Lover we can find... eventually. THAT is the whole point.
I look at it like this. My heroes are the men who find great women and make it work. I mean the men you look at and you just KNOW they could still be out there getting new girls, but they have more important things to do. Or they found women so great, they know they left that round of the game with a winning ticket. Paul Newman. Arnold Schwarzenegger. Kurt Russell. James Carville. Jon Bon Jovi (did you know he's been married the ENTIRE time he's been disturbingly pretty Jon Bon Jovi?!?)
Even Springsteen, the greatest American musician (sorry, Dylan), found the woman and family you could hear his heart crying for as far back as "Asbury Park." And he had to really fuck it up first to make it right. If ever you go through a breakup and wonder if you are totally alone, get a copy of "Tunnel of Love," and you will hear your voice, better and rawer than you thought it could ever be.
Then on the other side, you've got the result of the guy who never grows up, who stays the old guy in the club forever. And call me a pussy, I don't care. This is just fucking sad.
"Tommy Lee's raunchy bar behavior grossed out a room full of revelers when the Motley Crue drummer and a blond party girl "were flat-out fucking" on a banquette, according to multiple witnesses. One told us, "When Tommy walked in, he asked, 'Is it cool to have sex in here?' The hostess thought he was kidding, but . . . then he just went to town with this girl. We were trying not to pay attention because it was so disgusting."
I don't want to be Tommy Lee. The guy has kids. He has sons. He has an ex-wife who is a mother to those sons. And this is how a Dad behaves in public? Call it cool if you want. And yeah, it changes with age. If you are 22 and hooking up with a girl in public, that's different. But a father of two, at age 45? At some point, hooking up with young skanks (and yes, I'm judgemental that way -- any girl who will fuck Tommy Lee in public is a fucking skank. No argument), just because you can looks... pathetic.
What is he trying to prove? Who is he trying to impress? And if that's what we really want, how come even this total Lothario ended up married and believing in true love forever?
I'm a romantic. I confess. I'm not a scientist of sex. I'm not here to break down the social systems that allow us to subvert the dominant paradigm and trick the world into giving us everything, like the cheat code in Contra that gives you limitless lives. There is always a dynamic with relationships, with men and women. No matter how good you are at your part, it only works if you find women who want what you want as well.
Perhaps it is possible for a man to have a woman to keep and a constant source of new pussy as well. Maybe you don't have to choose. But there's a balance of basic fairness at work as well. Whatever it is you want for yourself, you also have to want for her. I mean, no matter how mature we get, we're never really more advanced than the little kids who need to see the pieces of birthday cake cut exactly the same size for everyone. It is about fairness. You are a monument to justice.
And if what you really want is to have total freedom to do whatever you want and get away with it, you have to accept women will do the same.
So ask youself, player. What if the woman you spend the night with goes out the next night with a guy you don't like, and blows him in the bathroom of the club?
What if she fucked you one night, and the next night fucked your friend?
Go ahead and say that sounds cool. Go ahead and say that it doesn't matter to you what she does, or that you don't need it to seem like something even a little bit special.
But you are lying. One of the reasons we pursue women is because it is TOUGH to get them. You want to put in the effort it takes to fuck her because you know not just every man can. It does make you special. Having to work for it makes it worth it.
That's why all societies demonize the slut. Say what you want, but as soon as a woman makes it obvious she will fuck anyone, you don't want to fuck her.
If you are OK with it, you are ready to be a player. You worship freedom and want that with your whole heart for yourself and others. But I wonder how many guys see it differently... they want to date freely ONLY because they know women are too savvy to ever get caught with evidence of fucking another man.
Yeah, you want to fuck her, and fuck other girls. But you really don't want the girls fucking anyone else.
Messed up, isn't it?
Maybe I'm wrong. But I don't think so. I may be unstrung, but I'm not stupid. So think about what you really want. Freedom? Love? Sexual conquest? Power?
New pussy, or old pussy?
As always, please refer to the Gospel of Chris Rock, also known as "Bigger and Blacker," for everything you ever need to know about what's really going on with men and women.
Cos you don't want to be, as Chris Rock says, "the old guy in the club. Y'know, he's not that old... just a LIL' too old to be in the club."
Chances are, even at 15, you're already too old and too smart to be in the club. Think about what you want. Are you really satisfied by bubbleheads, or is it just the picture and the image and the idea that others will be totally impressed by the her big boobs and bigger vacuum in her cranium?
Cos no one cares about your happiness but YOU. So take what you want and do it for real.
"The Game" is not your answer. You aren't missing out on anything. You do NOT need to date a zillion women to find one who blows away all the competition. All you have to do is keep making your life better, funner, and flirtier, and she will come. Oh, she will come.
And if you still think "The Game" is the way to go, remember these words from that cinematic classic, "Wargames."
"Strange game. The only winning move is... not to play."
Yours in happy sexy geeky brotherhood,
Sean