So thereโs an old school type of Pickup Artistry called Speed Seduction in which, instead of simply trying to manipulate the ladies into bed, our would-be seducers try to literally hypnotize their prey by repeating prefabricated โpatternsโ that supposedly work on peopleโs subconscious minds without them realizing it. The whole thing is based on something called Neuro-Linguistic Programming (NLP), which most scientists seem to think is quackery. Most of the pickup techniques inspired by NLP are beyond ridiculous.
One NLP-inspired PUA โpattern,โ for example, involves using the phrase โbelow meโ when talking to the Hot Babes. Since โbelow meโ sounds vaguely like โblow me,โ you see, the Hot Babe youโre talking to will be subconsciously primed to want to give you a blow job. And no, Iโm not making this up.
The creepiest PUA โpatternโ Iโve run across so far is something called the โDoor Pattern,” invented by some dude named Alex Domnikov, and recently brought to my attention by Mike Booth, the guy behind the hilarious Some Grey Bloke videos on Youtube.
One PUA has described the Door Pattern as โthe “bad boy” of all patterns. โฆ evil and cruel, playing on the fears and deep insecurities of women.โ
Essentially, the idea behind this little routine is to manipulate any Hot Babe youโve somehow convinced to sleep with you into desperately worrying that youโll abandon her. Why she would consider this a bad thing, Iโm not sure, as PUAs are not known for being especially sensitive lovers. But weโll just suspend our disbelief and continue.
[TRIGGER WARNING for emotional abuse in what follows]
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So how does this dastardly Door Pattern work? Well, after youโve had sex with a woman, and sheโs feeling all glowy, you point to the door and ask her “sweetheart, what’s that over there?”
And she’ll say, “well you know, that’s a door, silly.” And you say, “yeah, you know.. I’m a real positive person, but.. I mean, can you imagine.. I mean, you don’t know what can happen from day to day, when you think about it in your mind. I mean, what would happen if I walked out that door and the door closed and as the door closed, it slammed shut, and no matter what you did, you could not open the door and you knew that you would never be able to look into my eyes again and you’d never be able to hear my voice again and you’d never be able to feel my touch again.” Ok, right here is where she starts going, “I don’t like this door business at all.”
So you reassure her a little, and then itโs back to the โdoor businessโ again:
Have some more fun with her, bring her to another orgasm or whatever and say, “you know, a terrible thing happened the other day. My friend was hit by a truck. I mean, it was awful, by the time they got him to hospital he was dead. I can’t believe it, you know? It’s almost as if, it would be a horrible thing you know when you think about..” (point towards the door) “..that no matter even if you were to get that door opened and you were to search, that you could never find me again..” Then she starts freaking out. You calibrate more on that part of, “you will never be able to see me again, you’ll never be able to hear my voice again.”
Repeat as necessary, and pretty soon any time she starts to get uppity, all you have to do is point to a door, and โ ta da! โ no more โbullshitโ from her!
Having anchored that sense of loss and pain to the door, you can trigger it whenever needed. Whatever negative behavior may come up that you want to stop, the first time you just get up and slam the door. Whether you walk out the door depends on the level of bullshit. On later occasions you can just indicate tbe door in some manner. The example Alex gives: If he’s talking on the phone and getting any crap from her, and he knows the relation of where the door is to her desk, he says, “sweetheart, could you please turn right and take a look at what’s over there..” and that was the end of the bullshit.”
Assuming the Hot Babe doesnโt either laugh in your face and/or throw you out the first time you pull this creepy shit with her, what weโve got here is a template for ongoing emotional abuse.
Happily, one enterprising soul has turned the Door Pattern into an ExtraNormal video. I find that the robot voice in the video meshes well with the psychopathic creepiness of the content.
The Door Pattern is not to be confused with the Doors Pattern, in which you get drunk and babble on about Nietzsche and everyone around you tells you youโre a genius.
Thereโs a video for that one too:
Oh, and here’s a cat singing the theme song to Game of Thrones. For some reason this popped up on YouTube when I was looking for drunk Jim Morrison videos.
Although at least the dog wouldn’t know what the PUA was blathering about, so it’d have that advantage.
I was there at the creation, having an original recording from sometime at the turn of 1989/90. It is formally exquisite hypnosis, but it is also terrorism, and its effectiveness is the effectiveness of terrorism. Ross Jeffries himself disavowed it on many occasions, withdrew the tapes from circulation, made shipment of newer, modified editions to customers contingent on their’ return of the original tapes. It appeals to those like Roissy/Heartiste, who want to motivate by inspiring dread. Dread is sexy within the calculus of the Chรขteau de Roissy, but not all of us are (or even read) Pauline Rรฉage.
“What if I walked through that door and you nev–”
“SQUIRREL!”
Even dogs wouldn’t fall for that shit. ๐
My last game had a bit of that going on. The assassin wasn’t the most relatable, but we needed his death strike. And the flashy rogue managed to irritate my cleric.
You truly are part of an awe-inspiring international misogynistic cabal, Eurosabra. Impressive. What are the hors d’oeuvres at the meetings like?
Reminds me a bit of the Illuminati, in that members seem very lax about revealing their secret mind-blowing knowledge even to people who don’t really care and only the bitterest part of the tinfoil hat brigade pay any serious attention to them.
The creation of the door pattern: the “first ever Sex Pistols gig” for misogynsts?
I can’t understand Eurosabra at all. I mean, we’re speaking the same language, but I’m not putting the words together. Either my brains slow today or he’s not making any sense. /rambles.
Now if we could get Eurosabra to admit he’s one of the Illuminati, and get him into a fight with Owly …
… Eurosabra reads like some kind of wandering prophet. I got a similar vibe from that FSTDT piece about the angels meeting them in McDonalds to murder a leviathan in their bathtub.
(Why do I remember all this random crap?!)
my sweetiepie showed me again why I think he’s such a sweetie today.
I had him read this post and amused’s first comment, since I thought that was funny, and how I would have responded had this ever happened to me.
He said, “that’s horrible! How could anybody do that to someone else? You’d have to think they’re subhuman.”
Now I will go read the rest of the comments.
That’s like my first boss. Even the born-agains in the office joked that he was a prophet speaking (or writing) in tongues, because nobody could understand a damn thing he came out with. All English words, not a single coherent sentence.
It’s the style that strikes me. It’s incredibly purple and sort-of wonderous, and it’s full of rhetorical tricks, especially repetition.
Fond memories of MIDI, yes, and the 180bpm cocaine habit of the fellow who sold the keyboard to me, and looking at the ickyness of needle tracks as a teenager. I would say The Doors at The Fillmore, really. Not gritty enough to be The Sex Pistols. The hors d’oeuvres suck, stick with the quail.
Bavaria, really? The Illuminati have already convinced everyone they don’t exist, which is why I fear them. As a Zionist I favor the Rothschilds’ latest incarnation, the Dankners. I honestly worry because some of my family are Algerian Jews and given their experience I can see the dissolution of Israeli society from here.
Behold the prophet Eurosabra!
(Why won’t he go away?)
Oh well. Seeing as he’s a troll (he is, right?) I won’t try to hard to decipher him. :p
Just who I was thinking of, Cassandra! ๐
“Bavaria”? WTF is he on about now?
So, Eurosoba is really anti-semantic, or am I misinterpreting him? I mean, I’m probably not thinking enough to understand, but that’s how that line sounded in half deciphered Eurosoba speak.
http://fstdt.com/QuoteComment.aspx?QID=60847
Eurosabra has a better grasp of grammar but the tone and use of repitition are very similar.
Well, he is in a cult, so it makes sense.
You’re some kind of fascist-delusional Garrison Keillor sometimes, aren’t you, Eurosabra? Go jump in the Med.
“Leviathon”? What’s that, a marathon for whales?
Hebrew is a troublesome native language to have if you learn from the wrong people. Even worse to have it as a native language but also English *and* English instruction from the wrong people…you wind up with me. (And 1 Kings 20:11…”Let he who girdeth on his armor not boast as he who putteth it off.”)
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After reading Eurosabra’s comments you feel like you’ve just run a Leviathon, which is why I don’t bother any more.
Marie, don’t try to make sense of Eurosabra. He likes to “gaslight” women to get them to sleep with him.