Sunday, September 02, 2012

Nevermind. It worked. I have nothing to say. Take a shot for me. I'm about whatever man.



It worked.

I have nothing to say.

Take a shot for me.

I'm about whatever man.



The only reason I was saying anything out loud in public to no one and everyone in a third-person alpha male persona and it was working is because I was reacting to things that were really happening in 3D and flat-out wrong and pissing people off.

Otherwise there was no point and it would have been more annoying than effective.

As it stands it seems to have done the trick.

It's a good thing too.

As I took it to the end of the line to get to Paradise City I was running on financial and intellectual fumes and it was starting to affect my content and confidence. I never used to make this about me, but since I had to start it may have had the paradoxical effect of making it harder than ever to get money out of it.

Maybe I should have simply asked for $1000 a week to be a bodyguard and therapist for the city? Then again, there's no guarantee I would have got it. Instead, I just went hard until nearly everybody "got it", or realize there are better ways of moving amongst each other that work better for themselves and others.

Now, it seems all I have to do is take a more traditional approach to giving relationship advice in more formal setting if it is possible and not bother with wandering around and cleaning up all the cultural carnage on the streets because I hardly see any.

After walking around flyering in downtown Toronto all Saturday afternoon for a festival, I began to realize that almost nobody is doing anything to strangers worth worrying about anymore.

People are barely walking too close to or rubbing against or staring at or stalking others or harassing others for unwanted attention. Men are polite and busy. Women are relaxed.

It's like the whole thing was a bad dream.

As I sit here at a coffee shop patio typing this on my Huawei faux-Blackberry while people walk by and politely and briefly say hello, I hardly see the nervous, needy and creepy twitchiness that plagued the city just a few months ago.

I pop my head up to look and briefly smile and-or nod at people, then I get back to what I am doing and let others do the same.

Some of the girls want a bit more attention, which is fine and dandy.

You have to make time for the girls. Otherwise they get bored. Ugh.

They hate when things are boring and stupid. Ugh.

(It sounds better and hilarious when I say it out loud in my third-person alpha male persona. Frankly I'm going to miss that guy and I think others will too. He could say things that nobody could in normal conversation. Maybe I'll bring him back to life using stand-up comedy, one of many plans and possibilities.)

Today I was only casually asked by two girls to save them from stalkers and did by paying attention to them walking away until the man behind them who wanted the look a girl gets gave up in frustration.

(Just a tip for the rest: most of the guys who were and possibly still are stalking you wanted to use you to trick other guys into looking at them like they are girls, much like how bitchy ugly chicks sometimes follow hotter ones to catch a tan off their sunshine. So, instead of trying to walk faster to get away when you usually can't and these disempowered guys just get a power-trip kick out of it, just stop and check your purse, stare at a window, text somebody or whatever, or slow down and they will  usually get frustrated with their naturally faster and taller male walk and lack of opportunity to try to use you to pass by enough other guys to get a few to stare at their ass or girl-moves by using you to get the "real girl look" which is normally hard to get and to try and steal it. Instead, most will simply walk by you and leave you alone and maybe try it again with others girls until it doesn't work anymore like I saw guys doing all day a few months ago and no longer see much. Note: don't do this with the much rarer potential robber-raper-killer stalkers if you feel that vibe, just the routine bored man-girl stalkers who were bothering you at a rate of a hundred a day on average until recently when it's down to almost none.)

Hardly any guys want me to keep staring at them acting like girls or walking fast and funny and sketchy or walk too close to me or harass me beyond my tolerance. Neither a begger nor a botherer be.

While in some cases it is still casual cultural practice for guys to greet each other by nervously copying female body language, I consistently ignore that and it really seems to be going out of style.

Since nearly everyone want to say hello to me it, made it easy to show nearly everyone how to say hello to nearly everyone in ways that make nearly everyone feel relaxed. After all, they can see each other.

Instead of men nervously wondering how their girl-moves will be received by other guys without any formal or nuanced understanding of what they are doing, they are giving up on them, exchanging a little respect so they don't lose any and appreciating the chance to feel relaxed and get back to what they are doing as soon as possible. At least that seems to be the case.

People can still be friendly, but that means respecting how busy other people are too, so they shouldn't be needy, especially with strangers. Who needs it? People can carry on with thoughts and feelings and actions and conversations and anything else, especially in our increasingly non-verbal world where I know for a fact that most people can say hello politely and briefly if they want to.

Now, women always like to compete with a man's busy.

So, if they have what it takes and most of them can use some combination of their charm, grace or looks, they are welcome to and it is not a problem, it is a solution.

While it is not as common as it should be, it could be now that people are more relaxed.

This is great news.

Wacky stuff like the nonsense above will probably still happen, but at least it won't be "normal" and something we can see happening to nearly everyone nearly everywhere all day and night.

This is great news.

My Canadians are as calm as hindu cows.

And since I don't want to disturb them....

I have nothing to say.


Okay, that's not true and hardly ever is.

But nobody has to listen and I am in the process of stopping on the way to nor-male anyway.

Read on if you'd like, to each their own...


I just started playing Drake's "Take Care" album and feeling it as usual. I don't know him personally and don't co-sign everything he does, or anyone else for that matter including myself, but musically I think he's the Marvin Gaye of his generation and I relate to a lot of what he is saying.

I started with "Take A Shot For Me" to celebrate the above facts on the ground as I see them. The lyrics and melody appeal to me and I used to sing this to the girls along with a ton of other stuff to cheer them up and communicate, save for changing a few lyrics to reflect the different situation we were in.

As I retreat due to financial ruin and head on the road to redemption and acting as nor-male as I can to re-integrate with society and maintain gainful employ, I can only say that music really helped me make this little silly super-soldier counter-psychological operation look and feel easy and fun, and to some degree it was. Having freedom without money and friends is weird, but it is still freedom and hopefully I helped people with money and friends have more, which should make me more money and friends.

I may be exaggerating slightly, but as long as I'm on this tip and known for it, people keep a bit of a distance and I help facilitate that to make it easier. I still have friends I talk to and hang out with, but not nearly as many as I used to with my limited time and resources and lots to say and do. What was more important to me was seeing if I could impact massive amounts of people by imposing my will on this city for the better of the people in it. I said that to my friend (x) in November and she agreed it was possible. We were right.

Now, instead of sitting here and reflecting and reminiscing about a wild summer acting like a wild man to help people relax and get along, of course I would love to have gone to a cottage this long weekend to enjoy beers with my buddies, but not as much if a bunch wanted to nervously insist on showing me their ass or do other girly-stuff while I watched them fall apart. I can't stand to see a bunch of straight guys and many with wives and kids nervously act like girls when they can't even talk about how they are doing it.

Standard caveat:

I am not homophobic and the gay guys and trannies around here have never acted as nervous, needy and creepy as tons of guys around here were acting over the last year or so. They usually have too much pride to beg or bother people and only some of them copy female body language while they usually look for a willing audience as opposed to trying to force other guys to indulge them against their interests. The straight guys here were replacing conversation with scratching, nose and ear-picking and girl-moves and weren't making each other happy staring at or walking close to each other anyway. They were just getting away with stuff or feeling frustrated if they didn't, so it is not the same as guys who are genuinely into other guys in gay-ways. There have been gay guys here for decades, I have gay friends, they have a whole neighbourhood that I often hang out in and they throw a huge wicked PRIDE party here every year that I usually attend. The point I am making here is they don't usually beg or bother people and have too much "pride" for that, so the phenomenon I am addressing is not a normal part of their culture.

Back to the story.

"But the good ones go, if you wait too long..."

I just mouthed the words to this song coincidentally playing on the album to let a girl know she shouldn't flirt with me too much or any other man with her man around.

She got it. The other girls around me got it. They always get it and the guys do too. And that's how that works. At least that part of the efforts I have been undertaking.

Since the men here started feeling more empowered and comfortable in their relationships with each other and women in general, they stopped acting like girls and stalking girls like jealous ugly chicks stalk hotter ones as often and made it far less fashionable to do so.

A big part of this is women respecting their relationships more, including showing off without showing them up and instead being sneaky about it after politely saying hello. I have evolved my approach to sharing this, but once they all started saying hello it became easy to.

Plus, the great game is that women will always get attention from other men, but if their man let's it go for a bit on occasion and focuses on smoothly distracting them instead of getting mad at their woman, the other man or themselves, then it will keep going and just reinforce their relationship.

Women will settle for getting more attention from their men because they already did that and they simply like to make their men feel jealous on occasion because it makes them feel more valued, especially with how soft guys are getting and how scared to upset women many of them are and for good/bad reason.

So just relax and have fun with it. She may be a woman, but whose? Yoink!

"You must have done this before, this can't be your first time..."

This lyric and song relates to how women can get attention like they do in beer commercials, or by attracting it while seeming engaged or oblivious. Men are now doing the same thing, though I personally don't know how, but it's not the same thing and certainly can't make a straight guy happy the way a girl can.

If a man wants to casually say hello I'd prefer he look me in the eye and politely and briefly engage me unless he's saying or doing something specific or compelling, not act like a girl who can direct my attention her way to admire how she looks, parts of her body or what she's doing.

Men look to look while women look to get looked at, so I am glad this is becoming more normal again.

"You gettin' honeys, you think them n-ggas you with is with you? I said hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, f-ckin' right, damn right, alright, aw yeah..."

This relates to male empowerment again, something that is important or they'll be useless or annoying. As long as strong women want strong men this can work, but if a women gets her strength from kicking her man's ass then she'll be miserable and worry about who else can too.

Since the men haven't stepped to me or beaten me up or killed me and just mostly hear me out, change their ways and relax and say hello, I assume the above lyrics to be the case to some degree.

Thanks to getting everyone's attention, including talking to women in ways that most men can't unless they are third-person alpha male persona's and sharing insights and truth and how we can get along better, plus doing the same with men to a large degree based on how much trouble they had talking about how much they were stalking and related issues, it appears to have worked for the most part.

While nobody has to say this stuff and risk possible knee-jerk reactionary and politically correct conflict from power-tripping people, they understood and reacted to it well from what I can tell.

"Won't it stop, the ride..."

This lyric and song relate to the downward social spiral that I thought we were on with all this madness going on that everyone hated and understood but couldn't talk about.

I know this to be true because I said it in front of thousands of people who generally seemed to agree. The good news is people can do whatever they want and they want to relax and get along better.

"Now she want a photo, you already know though, you only live once, that's the motto n-gga YOLO, and we 'bout it every day, every day, every day, like we sitting on the bench n-gga, we don't really play, every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say, can't see 'em 'cause the honeys in the way, real n-gga what's up..."

This lyric and song relate to how mwn relate to women, or if men are conservative then women can be liberal, which is more empowering and fun for both sexes. I also change the word "money" to "honeys" and it's true, plus it also reminds guys acting like girls that I can't see them with real girls acting like that to check out instead, so real men should take notice.


Based on what I have done and the mistakes I have made, I have to remind myself that I always have to be aware of my audience. I have a certain aura around me at this point and attract a lot of attention like a street celebrity ghost or something. It's weird but I am getting by and likely getting out of the game anyway.

These are just the highlights.

Frankly, it's amazing how attuned to my actions and possibly even thoughts people seem to be.

Real-talk in real-time.

A couple of girls were sitting near me and casually flirting while chatting. After the Drake album ended I was thinking of playing Coldplay's new "Mylo Xyloto" album and probably should have, but I wanted some harder stuff and went for one of my source code songs, or a song that instantly inflates my balls and has for 10 years, Jay-Z's "Public Service Announcement", which went okay and I mouthed a couple of lyrics because I was feeling it and in response to the endless parade of casual hello's.

Then I switched to 50 Cent's "In My Hood" and even though I didn't say or mouth anything at all and just stared off wistfully, just my changed vibe was enough to send them off and they got up and left.

I said casual goodbye's with mutual brief looks as they left in seeing their interest had waned as soon as I got to the hard stuff. They really liked the Drake like the other chicke around did, but that was then.

Of course, I felt bad for them right afterwards. But, since they were gone anyway...

I then played 2Pac's "If I Die 2Nite" and "Me Against the World" which killed my flirting with all the girls walking by who normally would and a few said brief non-verbal hello's instead like the guys do, but it had all the guys saying "yeah-yeah what's up" more enthusiastically instead.

This is the consistent difference I find and reveal between men and women, or sometimes when I was going off on the hard stuff the women would seem scared, while the men would seem to say "interesting... hmm... you know you may have a point dude" with their reactions.

There are still differences between men and women on a number of levels that we should recognize and preserve otherwise we won't like each other as much. While anyone can do whatever they want, if other people are involved that's not the case. I know this as well as anyone, but regardless, I still had to push the boundaries to achieve results that staying within them wouldn't achieve.

Of course, I have made a ton of mistakes, like playing the wrong music for the ladies nearby above to vibe on my vibing on, but since almost nobody can formally address or advise me about the topics I was verbally and vibe-ally dealing with it made it much harder. Plus, I am a product of this culture just like everyone else is, so I have my own selfishness and complaining to deal with and versions of the same tastes and aversions that others do save for different reactions. I am not perfect, but have proven somewhat effective.

Anyway, I just put the "Mylo Xyloto" album on and the girls started flirting again while both sexes say hello. However, the guys are less friendly than with the hard stuff and the girls are more, so it is what is is again.

"Paradise" is playing right now and even though I am not saying anything and I am typing this, the girls are flirting a hell of a lot more. This is all happening in real-time at 11:50 pm on Saturday, September 1st, 2012.

These phenomenon are a big part of why I wanted people to financially support my efforts.

I don't know why this happens, but I know it does consistently and I don't want to bury this connection with people by forcibly suppressing it when I can use it to communicate when people are having trouble saying things straight. I don't mind switching from third to first-person and always do comfortably when I need to, nor do I mind being closer to everybody and further away from anybody as long as it continues to have a positive practical impact. But, if I lose this ability to influence people then I am not sure what will happen, or if we'll stumble into more madness that we are all dealing with that we can't deal with.

Anyway, as I walked up King Street mostly silently and observantly to check on things before working later, I casually remarked bits'n'pieces of the following here and there but not all at once.

To summarise:

"I got nuthin'. Nuthin' to say, nuthin' to do, nuthin' to react to which is the only way it made sense. Nuthin'. Men are polite and busy, women are relaxed and flirty. I'm not trying to screw this up, I was trying to create this. I got nuthin'. I'm retired and on the road to redemption, on the road to nor-male, on the road to a cottage this long weekend with my beer and my buddies who aren't trying to show me their ass anymore."

People understand exactly what I am talking about, or not talking about anymore.

Except for the odd oddball, I barely had to call anybody out for bothering me or anybody else.

I guess I'm retired with enough intell to figure out the ideas and advice that can shut this nonsense down worldwide. I've heard from people from other countries that the feminization of men and masculinization of women is happening elsewhere and seen some of it with my own eyes, so I'd like to get to dealing with that if possible. But, first I have to find ways of making money consistently, otherwise I will have to drop the whole thing. Thinking about people instead of money brought lots of change... but no dollars.

Who knows?

People recognize what has happened when it is pointed out, but the changes are so comfortable that this is simply a new normal, so maybe they forgot or will forget. Maybe not. Maybe I will get the financial support I need to continue working on these issues for the benefit of people here and worldwide; or perhaps I can get allegorical support for other money-making ventures from people who like what I did and can do. People are certainly friendly in general and in casual ways, so that's a good basis to work with. 

Hopefully we'll see...

Last line of the night:

"Now that you guys are acting normal, I guess I'll start."

See you soon.

Take care,



Drake - Shot For me ( Take Care )


I can see it in your eyes, you're angry,
Regret got you shook, oh hurt your feelings now,
Mad, cause he ain't like me,
Oh you mad 'cause nobody ever did it like me,
All the care I would take, all the love that we made,
Now you're trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to ya,
It's a shame you didn't keep it, Alicia, Katia,
I know that you gon hear this, I'm the man,
Yeah, I said it,
Girl, I'm the man,
Don't you forget it,
The way you walk, that's me,
The way you talk, that's me,
The way you've got your head up, did you forget that's me?
And the voice and your speaker right now, that's me, that's me,
And the voice in your ear, that's me,
Can't you see?
That I made it, yeah I made it,
First I made you who you are and then I made it,
And you're wasted, with your ladies,
I know the reason why you always getting faded,

Take a shot for me, ooooh
Take a shot for me, ooooh
Take a shot for me,
A shot for me,
A shot for me...

Ok look, I'm honest,
Girl I can't lie, I miss you,
You and the music were the only things that I'd commit to,
I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you,
But you believed in everything but me, girl I don't get you,
She says I know you changed,
I never see you 'cause you're always busy doing things,
I really wish she had a different way of viewing things,
I think the city that we're from just kinda ruined things,
It's such a small place, not much to do but talk and listen,
The men are jealous and the women all in competition,
And all your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret,
And taint all your images of your Mr. Perfect,
I could tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer,
Praying for your happiness, hope that you recover, uh,
This is one I know that you hated when you heard it,
And it's worse because you know that I deserve it...

Take a shot for me, ooooh
Take a shot for me, ooooh
Take a shot for me,
A shot for me,
A shot for me...

May your neighbours respect you,
Trouble neglect you,
Angels protect you,
And heaven accept you...

- Drake, "Shot for Me", (Take Care / slight changes) 


Drake - Up All Night ft. Nicki Minaj (Thank Me Later)

I’m about whatever man...
F-ck what they' be talking about,
They' opinon doesn’t count,
We' the only thing that matters, oh,
So we do it how we do it,
All up in your face,
Man, I hate to put you through it,
I be up all night, whole crews in here,
Cause I don’t really know who I’m'a lose this year, oh,
Man I love my team, man I love my team,
I would die for these n-ggas, oh...


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