I have been running game a shitload and have been finding great success but I want to scale it up and push for access to a new level of abundance. In addition to other changes I'm making, to that end, I have been considering starting an Instagram and taking the time and effort to get actually photos on there, pushing for growth on it, etc, and using it in my in person game and also as a lead source once established with a good follower count (few hundred to couple thousand). It would serve as a tool to triage leads from in person, Instagram itself, and dating apps. I would be starting from scratch because I view social media as a blight on society and don't have any social media at the moment, though in game the utility is obvious.

Take a daygame stop, for example. It is certainly possible to build the necessary comfort without any social media (most of the time with sufficient technique), but it seems like going for an Instagram close and then having a solid Instagram with a good amount of followers would be immediate social proofing and comfort building, leading to a far better likelihood of an actual date and secure the maybe girls that fall off IF the Instagram is set up well, has a good follower/like count, and good photos.

One other benefit would be that in getting actual good photos of myself for Instagram, I would also have good photos for dating apps, which I also haven't bothered with in years. Mainly being that I have been in a rural area for years and am just now moving to an urban area. One other thought is that a person could always pay for followers and likes.

Has anyone else spent the time to build up an Instagram and get good photos for game? I don't think it would be hard for me to build up followers even without botted followers/likes. I have zero decent photos of myself at the moment from the last few years. Every single lead for years has been IRL game. I'd probably upgrade my phone to get a decent camera for the pictures. I need to do that anyways.

Another case of a woman being too picky for her own good. While being a virgin is generally an asset for a woman in the Sexual Marketplace, being one at 35 because you refuse to even consider the vast majority of men as a prospect is not going to be helpful, especially when she admits her virginity is not maintained for reasons that would indicate she cares about giving that to her future husband. And at 35, her chances of getting the man she would want is also leaving her fast, as the kind of man she is describing would prefer a woman a decade younger.

I don't think it is wrong to be selective when it comes to dating and relationships. It is a problem if you are so selective that you think no one is good enough for you. She says she has one life, but she is wasting it by setting her price far too high.

Original author: @Whisper [TRP Vanguard]
Original Reddit Post

Whisper:

So, now that our own Uncle Vasilya has troubled to explain to the class how not to be a disgusting loser despite having loads of money and power (go read), the next step is to understand how people get that way.

It certainly looks like a puzzler, when you think about. A premium class whore costs about $500 an hour. Two at once cost $1000. Double that, hell, multiply it tenfold, and anyone who's a major player in Hollywood can afford as much of that action as he wants.

So, even if you're ugly, even if you have no game, even if you look like Jabba the fucking Hutt, you still have two smoking hot whores at once, anytime you want, who will do whatever you want, right away, and fuck right the hell off afterwards.

That sounds like a pretty good deal even to those of you who can pull at will, doesn't it?

So why, oh why, do men with that much money still act like thirsty losers?

Why?

Mindset. Neediness. Ego.

Make no mistake, most or all of these girls (and probably boys as well) weren't raped in the strictest sense of the word. They held their noses and sucked Weinstein's greasy cock because they knew the money shot was made of Hollywood stardom, and pretty much anyone you see in film or television or hear on the radio is a degenerate whore, or they wouldn't be there in the first place.

But they didn't want to suck that cock. So why wouldn't this asshole at least pay someone whose job it was? Who would suck it harder and suck it better and suck it with a lot more enthusiasm out of sheer professionalism if nothing else?

Mindset. Neediness. Ego.

Harvey Weinstein creeped on starlets rather than paying whores, because if he paid a whore, he would have had to admit to himself that his cock was being sucked for money instead of the thrill of it.

That's right, little Ol' Harv didn't do all this to get sex with hot chicks... he did it to feel like a winner. Deep down, he knows he is an obese undisciplined slob, since he owns a mirror and isn't stupid. Harvey Weinstein ultimately thought of pussy as a yardstick that measured his worth. If he could get enough pussy, he must be a winner at life, right? Because that's what life is all about, right? Trying to climb back into the same sort of hole you crawled out of?

No.

Pussy isn't a yardstick. Pussy isn't a milestone. Pussy isn't an achievement.

Pussy is a commodity. Like potatoes. If you're hungry, you want a potato. If you're horny, you want pussy. You get as much as you want, of the kind you want, with the variety you want, then you fucking stop until the itch comes back.

The meaning of life will never be found inside a vagina. Self-respect will never be found inside a vagina. A sense of purpose and identity will never be found inside a vagina. Happiness will never be found inside a vagina. The only things you will find there are temporary pleasure, and temporary release from your sexual appetites.

Which means that if you don't want to end up like our little friend Harv, you can't get your self-image from how often vapid twentysomethings (whose major interests in life include cute shoes) spread their legs for you. Harvey's plan didn't work, because he just kept having to do it. No matter how many greedy, vapid little teenage sluts licked his sweaty balls then went home to take six showers and cry themselves to sleep, he had to keep doing it, because it didn't help for long.

So what's your mission? What is it that gives meaning to your life? It can be pretty much anything you think is important.

But if you say "popping bottles and fucking models", then have a long hard think. Because pussy is a commodity, like potatoes. Not the measuring stick of greatness, or the source of happiness. Anyone can get women's approval, because women are a herd of sheep. It didn't help Harvey feel better, and it won't help you.

And he is not the only man brought low by overvaluing pussy.

Remember Tiger Woods groveling to some bitch when models were lining up to fuck him? Then getting on TV and apologizing for being the victim of domestic abuse? Remember Shane Mosley's ex wife taking his title belts in court? Bitch can't punch her way out of a paper bag, and she's got four championship belts. Paul McCartney had to write a check for fifty million dollar to some bitch with one leg. How many hot teenagers would have crawled across broken glass for a shot at fucking Paul McCartney for free?

Pussy is something you get sometimes because you like pussy. Pussy is not an achievement.

Go do something you can be proud of.