Social Media is Not Real

Low-status men need to get off the Internet

An exchange between commenters yesterday was enlightening.

C1: This was a precursor to the problems Delta’s face now. The average Joe who society needs to be built on is now facing total rejection from the dating market. And a lot of them have just given up. Granted a lot of them have no hope of getting as far as Walter.

C2: Average Joe needs to settle for plain Jane and vice versa - and have plenty of beautiful children.

C1: My dude, Plain Jane is turning Average Joe down cold. For that matter Below Plain Jane is turning Average Joe down cold. Average is getting left swiped by 2s, 3s ,and 4s. It’s not the men’s fault. They’ve lowered their standards again and again and it hasn’t done them any good. I know guys who are in the dating market now and it is NOTHING like it was even ten years ago. Apps and social media have convinced women they can always do better because they can do better, at least for one night. Apex the Alpha is not picky when he’s decided that a 3 is better than nothing that night but that 3 will instantly have written off every man below Apex Alpha as being beneath her. She is now convinced she can do better than Average Joe.

This is total nonsense and is the sort of thing that men who spend all their time on the Internet say. Key phrase: “getting left swiped”.

Delete your dating app. Go to the gym. Go to the store. Go to the freaking hospital, for crying out loud. You can, and you will, meet women who are in your league who are willing to give you a shot, but you have to a) talk to them and b) take your shot with them.

And before you try to tell me this is impossible, no, it absolutely isn’t. And before you try to tell me that I don’t know what I’m talking about, yes, I absolutely do. Yes, I am a high-status Sigma male, but I am also, as my critics seem to glory in needlessly informing me, old and bald.

A side note for the young: you never, ever, have to remind anyone that they’re getting old. Because one of the things that you don’t know yet about getting older is the amount of physical pain involved. You discover your body hurts for absolutely no reason; somehow it’s possible to hurt yourself worse while sleeping through the night than making it to the finals in a karate tournament when you’re in your twenties.

Even so, I have absolutely no problem getting a phone number on behalf of the young men of my acquaintance whether I am at the grocery store or the hospital. Now, as a good Delta, you’re always worried about how it will look when you talk to a girl or you’re trying to wait for exactly the right moment… so stop and think for a moment about how potentially creepy it could look for a man approaching his sixth decade asking a pretty young woman in her mid-20s if she’s on the market or not?

And yet, it isn’t, not if you’re sincere, straightforward, and genuinely lacking in any ulterior motives. And sincere and straightforward is squarely within the Delta comfort zone. So get off social media, start taking the risks and start taking the shots.

SIGMA: hey, do you have a boyfriend or anything?

PRETTY NURSE: Um, no…

SIGMA: (shows picture on phone) Want this guy to give you a call? He’s single.

PRETTY NURSE: (looks closely at picture) Well… actually, yeah… yeah, that would be all right. Do you want my number or my Insta?

SIGMA: (hands over phone) whatever, just put it in here and I’ll pass it on to him.

So the women are out there, I promise you. They are literally sitting around waiting for you to approach them. And as long as you don’t try to outkick your coverage, sooner or later, you will get positive responses.

So stop moaning about the inequities of black mirror world and get in the real game already!