Heartiste — the pompous racist shitbag and alleged pickup artist of great renown — is feeling a bit boastful again.
In a post yesterday, he links to a two-year-old Business Insider post with the clickbaity title 12 Scientifically Proven Ways To Make Yourself More Attractive To The Opposite Sex. He’s interested in Scientifically Proven Way #8: “Men should play hard to get.”
The sciencey “proof” of this old saw comes from a 2010 study of, you guessed it, college undergraduates. As Business Insider’s Megan Willet summarized it, “the study suggested that if men hold back some of their feelings at the very beginning, and create some mystery, he’ll be more likely to hook a member of the opposite sex.”
The Business Insider piece also suggests eating fruits and vegetables, keeping your teeth white, and, if you’re a woman, wearing red lipstick.
Somewhat odder suggestions: women should talk in a higher voice and men should wear a T-shirt. That is, a shirt with a giant letter T on it. Apparently, according to some study from researchers at Nottingham Trent University that I’m not going to bother to read, women find men with giant T’s on their shirts “12% more attractive,” because the T creates the illusion of broader shoulders and a thinner waist.
In other words, as is often the case in such articles, the “scientific” advice is either trite, blindingly obvious or kind of silly.
But Heartiste thinks that this whole “playing hard to get” thing is quite the revelation.
He also seems to think it was … his idea in the first place.
The mainstream media have been reading CH. “Men should play hard to get.” Glad to see the Rude Word of Game is finally penetrating block-like skulls.
Yes, dude, I’m sure this two-year old article referencing a five-year-old study that seems to reaffirm a “Game” principle that probably dates back to prehistoric days is the result of people reading your idiot blog.
I mean, my fucking cats understand “playing hard to get.”
This isn’t the first time Heartiste has tried to claim some bit of conventional wisdom as a Heartiste Original. I called him out a couple of years back for claiming he had “introduced”‘ the idea of sexual market value, which led to this highly edifying Twitter “debate.” (Sorry about the duplicate tweets; that’s just how Twitter handles embedding.)
For the record, since the lack of proper attribution is tiresome, CH was the first to introduce the concept of SMV. http://t.co/EVMUJUjNHq
— heartiste (@heartiste) October 25, 2013
1 of 2 Perpetual narcissist @heartiste thinks he invented the old, trite notion of "sexual market value" in 2007 https://t.co/8gv26x1NW9
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 28, 2013
2 of 2 So why, dear @heartiste, was Laura Kipnis using the phrase "sexual market value" in 2005? http://t.co/WPsHNev592
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 28, 2013
@heartiste Introduce, verb, bring (something, esp. a product, measure, or concept) into use or operation for the first time.(source; Google)
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 28, 2013
I noted that the term “meat market” was a common way to describe singles bars, and pointed out that really, the whole “dating world = marketplace” equation was “a commonplace notion that no sensible person would claim they’d thought up or popularized recently.”
@heartiste No, my argument is that you're an egomaniacal mediocrity who claims credit for shit he didn't do so as to feel important.
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 28, 2013
@heartiste Brilliant argument there. You'll be captain of the debate team in no time.
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 28, 2013
@heartiste Did you invent calling other people fat, too? Is that a CH original?
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 28, 2013
@heartiste I actually have three HB10s napping in the folds of my belly fat right this moment.
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 28, 2013
@bjworthy69 @heartiste I have sent my ilk out to be repaired.
— David Futrelle (@DavidFutrelle) October 29, 2013
Ah, well, I amuse myself at least.
And speaking of amusing: I also just discovered this definition of Sexual Market Value on Urban Dictionary; not only is it much more entertaining than Heartiste’s version, but it was also posted a year before Mr. H claims he “introduced” the idea.
After doing the calculations, I find that my SMV is 7.37482 pounds per square inch (of nose).
Big whoop. My BFF and I invented The Bachelor when we were kids in the early 90s. Except we role played it with a bunch of troll dolls. I’m going to contact ABC and demand a cut.
Holy shit. No joke. My sister and I did that too! We took all of the books out of the book shelves and made ‘troll condos’ where all the action happened. LOL
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@Spindrift
Since they’re all freedom and oil loving libertarians, and not sissy tree-huggers, I assume their sexbots will be powered by chainsaw motors. Drill, baby, drill!
The image of a guy in a fedora standing over a realdoll and cranking on a pull cord to get it started, followed by the sounds of lovemaking mixed with engine noise, is very amusing to me.
“I actually have three HB10s napping in the folds of my belly fat right this moment.”
LOL! Lucky you. 🙂 (I totally mean it.)
Heartiste’s appearance-based insults are indicative of his developmental age (roughly 7, I’d say). There is no T-shirt that would make that attractive. In a grown man.
We grade pencils the same way here, so your comment did make me think about David trying to wiggle some pencils in between the ferrets, which did make me giggle.
So good on you. :3
To our dear frienemy Heartiste: Words mean things.
@Falconer
@David F
OH MY GOD I CAN’T READ TODAY. OAO
Heartiste: Hur, hur, I introduced the term SMV.
David: Actually, people were using that term before you first used it.
Heartiste: OH YEAH? WELL, YOU’RE FAT.
What a stunning display of manly man redpill logic we have here.
Also, if he’s claiming that people need to cite him or reference him when referring to sexual market values, then he’s claiming to be the person who invented it. If someone else invented it, people would cite or reference that person, not him.
Um, why are those three women in the ad all identical? Same hairdo, same outfit, even the same shoes. Could it be that they are all ONE woman, and an imaginary one at that?
Questions, questions. I must have answers!
@falconer, although I live in the UK now, I’m from Tennessee and wear the Serif T often. It’s just lucky I look so good in orange.
I like how with the double negative the dune buggy wins. I would totally like to drive one of those.
He does have such a way with words, doesn’t he. Unfortunately, it’s a shit way.
Maybe it’s just my slight insecurity/ commitment issues, but in my mind the most attractive thing a guy can do is act like he really likes me. Not by flattering me excessively or buying me too much shit, but just by seeming genuinely happy to see me, tell me things, spend time with me. If I get an ambivalent vibe, it tells me that I shouldn’t be getting invested emotionally.
I don’t get this idea that women OR men would reject a partner who makes them feel good about themselves. Nothing feels better than knowing the person you’re with really wants to be with you. The point of having a relationship is to have more intimacy with that person than with everybody else. Any significant amount of “mystery” seems counterproductive.
Dear Me! Fartistes comebacks are as sharp as a tack – NOT! Talk about puerile Babyman.
In the ad, I think they were trying for a “fierce & sexy” look with the model in the foreground, but they got an “I want to bite your knee off” look instead. That’s always a danger, you know: if you play hard to get, an HB10 might try to bite your knee (perhaps especially if the said HB10 is a cat).
The concept behind the “sexual market value” goes back at least to 1996. In the May 1996 issue of the Quarterly Journal of Economics, there was a paper that, in the course of analyzing the uptick in out-of-wedlock births, frames sex as an economic transaction between men (who provide money that women want in order to securely raise children) and women (who provide sex that men want). The terms “sexual marketplace” or “sexual market value” are not used, but anyone with any sense can read it and see that what the article talks about is a market model of sex. It does talk about “game,” though … game theory, that is.
I reckon Heartiste needed to make sure that concept had properly aged before he jumped the bandwagon, like fine cheese or whine.
I will say, however, that “playing hard to get” is probably a good idea for any dude who thinks that “game” is going to help him. Ceasing to come on like a ton of bricks to every lady who gives him a hard-on genuinely will make him at least less unattractive.
@theluckyfrog
That’s the perspective of a mature person’s interested in genuine companionship. When I was stumbling through adolescence, women seemed to show more interest in me (not necessarily romantic interest) once I stopped caring, and appeared indifferent. If I became eager to talk at some future point, that respect or interest level would quickly disappear. I think this is general issue with stage of life, irrespective of gender; showing interest equals vulnerability, vulnerability equals weakness and weakness is considered unattractive in a young people’s minds.
These grown men are stuck in that adolescent mindset. And I find it laughable how they think they can generate attraction out of nothing. If it isn’t there, there’s nothing to build on. Move on.
Their problem is probably lower than average physical attractiveness (no-one’s fault), and, of course, repellent personalities.
What I really want to know is, what units are used to measure ‘nose length’, and how is it measured? Bridge to tip? Philtrum* to tip? In either case, is it a point-to-point straight line, or do you factor in curvature?
Oh, and kirbywarp, don’t sweat misreading the way the car value works–I had to sit there, counting open/close parentheses for a few minutes to make certain I had it right.
Back in the early 1980s, at university, I saw a card that touched on this issue. Two generic cartoon women at a generic cartoon cafe table, one woman saying, “So I told him, ‘I’m not _playing_ hard to get, you clod – I_am_hard to get.'”
Curious how some things stick in the memory.
Hey David, have you seen this video? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LKkAL1AEam8
Not only does this reporter school them, one of the guys was fired, the facilities have banned them, AND they are increasing security for the female reporters so they don’t have to face this harassment because entitled d-bags “find it to be quite substantial.”
I was waiting for the “T” to signify Testosterone — an NLP trick or something.
BTW if any aspiring PUA’s are reading this thread, “game” is really transparent. Blech.
@Bryce,
I’ve generally been the person who acts how you’re describing– who’s afraid to show interest in a person or pursue a real connection because I might come off as needy or otherwise off-putting. But you can’t expect people to work any harder at getting close to you than you would work at getting close to them. Being detached never got me anywhere, so only recently have I been calling people back, initiating plans first, and even just talking to strangers very much. I haven’t gotten a relationship out of it yet, but at least I’ve got something that mildly resembles a social life.
To quote an otherwise largely incomprehensible Beatles song, you know that it’s a fool/ who plays it cool/ by making his world a little colder.
Dear Manospherians, every time you resort to “well you’re fat”, you’ve conceded the argument.
@theluckyfrog & @Bryce
I’ve done that too. Now you’ve got me wondering if I shouldn’t be so afraid of showing my interest.
OT: see this news story about a Canadian female reporter who was heckled, in the typical nasty sexist manner, on air, and went after her hecklers, on air:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3078911/Toronto-man-fired-tries-justify-vulgar-TV-remark.html
As a result of this on air confrontation, one of the sexist troglodytes lost his job. (More sackings to follow, I hope.)
Ah, blessed karma. Or, as MRA put it, misaaaandry!