How Deep does the Ball hole go?

Labor Day weekend started off with the best Daygame conditions we’ve had all year. On this Saturday, not only was the weather a perfect 75°F, but the crowd was back out on the streets. The pent up desire to socialize and enjoy the outdoors despite the Corona scare has grown sufficiently large to entice the NYC populace to throw caution to the wind and wander the sidewalk. Daygamers, rejoice!

On this particular day, I completed 6 sets to nowhere in which most girls politely declined my advances. As practice, I took a couple of these sets as far as I could with my stacking despite the lack of interest shown in their eyes. I like to liken running these dry sets to exercising with ankle weights in the desert. The more I acclimate to gabbing with uninterested girls, the easier (and more fun) it is do so with interested girls. As the weather was cool and our physical comfort levels high, Mr. V and I sat ourselves outside at a restaurant only a few blocks away from our daygame route after a couple of hours out on the prowl.

After the early dinner, I mentally checked out of the daygame session but was still in a sociable mood with an impulse to continue our time in the best weather and urban energy of the year. With the sun still up, we continued our walk north. A short while later an asian girl wearing a white, pleated skirt and a red, long-sleeved Polo with Oklahoma across the chest passed by. She was clearly a cheerleader that got lost from her tour bus. I rushed over to inquire about her unwarranted attire in case she needed dick directions back to her tour bus. She seemed more confused than I was. She was not a cheerleader, nor had she visited Oklahoma and shared little inclination to further explain herself. I bid her goodbye and carried on, northward bound!

Further on up the road¹, I encountered a slim girl wearing a polka dot dress with deep red lipstick. After a few seconds of wrestling with AA, I realized I had no valid weasels to rationalize not approaching. Hence, I approached. I told her I liked her dress, and it reminds of the style from the 70’s when polka dots were fashionable. She enjoyed the tease but never really played along. “I just wanted to wear polka dots today!” she says. Shortly afterwords, she raised her confusion alongside her keen observation of the situation, “I was just walking and you stopped me!?” I explained to her the complex interplay of male-female dynamics: “I’m a guy, you’re a girl I find attractive so I wanted to say hi. You are over complicating the matter.” As the set went on, I tried to ground it by asking about her and her Russian-sounding accent. She never did tell me where she’s from, though after two or three attempts at grounding she asked me “what are you doing right now? Shall we sit down somewhere?”, to which I declined for two reasons: (1) the set felt too fritzy to indicate any possibility of a SDL and (2) I sensed I would lose value by falling into her frame if I accepted the invitation. I can’t quite explain the latter, since I’m not certain of it, but something about letting her lead the (i)date request didn’t seem like it would be helpful. The refusal must have worked in my favor since immediately afterwords she began to open up by saying “I’m a receptionist, I’m a student, I read a lot…I like to learn, that’s how I identify myself.” I drew out the conversation a bit from there then moved on to a bit of escalation. As she was making a trivial point, I placed my hand on her wrist and lowered it, gesturing her to “calm down.” She didn’t flinch. I stepped in closer. She didn’t flinch. I told her she has the 70’s dress correct, but no big hair as I lightly reach out to her bangs. After getting the number, I told her I would like to see her wearing a 20’s outfit the next time I see her, and I expect a big hat on her head. “And right here,” as I ran my fingers through her hair, “you should have a big feather sticking out. It’s part of the fashion.”²

Near the end of last year’s winter before Corona kicked in, Runner and Mr. V had told me repeatedly that my sets are too friendly. I didn’t quite believe them, still thinking that you can’t go around making sexual advancements so quickly into meeting girls. After a number of unrequited texts sent out to heaps of numbers, I came to believe that I was indeed too cordial. Before I could take much action on this realization, a global pandemic struck down upon earth.

Although 90-95% of girls wear masks, they are at least back outside shopping. In the last few weeks I’ve consciously hit the streets with the intention to escalate in sets when girls are receptive. Ideally I would do so verbally, but I find it much, much easier to escalate physically. This consists of touching wrists, shoulders, arms and poking her belly³. Hand-in-hair is something I only expected to do on dates.

However, I was feeling a bit emboldened on this particular day, having just finished Balls Deep⁴, the first volume in Nick Krauser’s voluminous memoir series. And oh my, it is a hell of a book. Midway through, Krauser tells us how he went on a deliberate mission to push his daygame sets as hard as possible, at one point mashing⁵ a girls tits together on the streets in broad daylight within 10 minutes of opening. Hands-in-hair seems quite innocuous in comparison, though I’m here to get laid and sucking titties so early in an interaction is most likely not going to yield the coveted result. Nick has done the experimenting for me, and he’s discovered that pushing a set so far without shooting for an SDL is likely to set off delayed slut alarms in the girl’s mind once the lewd encounter ends.

As he was working through his first 1000 sets, he was also contributing to the LDM. His crew of likeminded PUAs had the general ideas correct in terms of following Mystery’s model, holding frame, leading the interaction and teasing for attraction, but it wasn’t nearly as efficient or socially calibrated to daytime interactions in the middle of the street. We witness Krauser go through the process of navigating conversations in this environment so that he can bring more sexuality to this sets. My experience described at the beginning of this post shows that this is precisely where my game is at. Requiring nearly 600 sets before I got to this point, it’s clear that I’m a slow learner. Not only did Nick get to this phase before I did, he did it without Mastery and Infinite on his bookshelf and Overkill on his computer. I cannot imagine having to create this model on my own. I am grateful to the collection of London degenerates who dedicated a portion of their lives to cut through the mainstream, blue-pilled bullshit and reconstructed proper Game from scratch.

In much of the book, we read of Krauser’s journey through Game as told through a chronological collection of new experiences with different women. Perhaps I’ve read enough lay reports that, although I enjoyed every bit of his memoir, I wasn’t moved by those stories as much as I was by the change in his mental model of reality. At the beginning of some chapter, he explains that he goes through pains to ensure that all of his thoughts–whether it be on economics, government or women–are consistent with one another. Like Krauser, I got in to Game to solve a scarcity problem in my life, yet found myself going down a rabbit hole of psychology, philosophy and history. We learn how Krauser gets red-pilled and his reaction to it.

You see, Balls Deep is much, much more than 650 pages of racy stories. It also transcends the narrative of a technical man learning/developing Game technique.

While reading the book, I marked up pages that really caught my attention. Given that I’ve already read his textbooks Mastery and Infinite, I didn’t learn much Game from his stories. There were some good lines and instructive behaviors he displayed in nuanced scenarios, but the theory isn’t new to me. As I returned to the portions I marked during my first read, I noticed a pattern in my highlights. I tended to fold dog ears around those pages in which Nick described how his character shifted away from that of a “jilted lover”⁶. In the middle of his tome, the focus is on his understanding of women; in the end, it’s about his understanding of himself, his inner motivations, and his relation to society. Shit’s deep. Balls deep⁷.

I’m around 600 sets into my own journey. Though there are stark differences between mine and his–I have Overkill, Mastery and Infinite at my disposal, along with a handful of other guys’ products and a blogs; and I was plugged much deeper into blue pill ideology and mainstream media than he ever was–there are a number of similarities in our experiences as well. A lot of it, I bet, is typical of most daygamers who lack competent success in their pregame lays. First we learn how to get girls to stop, then we start getting numbers, sometimes we get dates, and for a while we’re still not getting laid. Along the way, we pick up general social skills, an ability to read other people’s non-verbal communications through their facial expressions, intonations, eye contact, and body language. We learn to empathize and escalate accordingly. We learn to take risks and accept rejection. Then we add a separate set of clothes to our closet for our Daygame sessions yet show up to work in our corporate-friendly attire only to ask ourselves “which version of me is more authentic? Traditionally productive Breeze or Daygame Breeze?” Nick has dealt with these metaphysical questions in much the same way I have/am/and presumably will.

He inked out his solution in the Krauser Manifesto, resolving to unplug from the societal rat race. “While I remain fervently pro-capitalist, I do not care to accumulate the accoutrements of a consumer society except where they please me” he writes. Over a few years, I’ve reached a similar conclusion. It started with my entry into private industry, where I saw that my highly technical skills had absolutely no value to society. For months upon months, I sent out job applications with supposedly valued credentials only to receive rejection letters, or more commonly silence, in return. It was that moment that I had my first taste of conservative reality. The left told me school will make me rich. They forgot to qualify that statement with the fact it only holds true if the student studies the correct subject. This made sense to me after I read Basic Economics. The world is built upon supply and demand: learn a craft that’s in large demand and low supply. Consumer preferences and government regulation boost the former while difficulty of the field reduces to the latter. The outcome is an efficient allocation of resources. Like Krauser in 2010, I too have plans to unplug but they are complicated by a handful of factors and preferences, none of which include a Ferrari or a penthouse. This past year in Daygame has only cemented that desire, as I’ve also come to witness the true nature of male-female interactions in the SMP.

I’m a slow learner⁸. My preference towards stricter capitalism–with room for regulation to minimize externalities–and a desire to forego the front yard and garage took place over a couple years. It’s a similar story with my perception of women. Despite learning of Game through Strauss’s book 10 years, I still thought men and women are identical in their values and motivations until more recently⁹, when my understanding of supply-demand economics was available to serve as foundation to support this newfound belief. After years, I’m finally coming around whereas Krauser quickly took to the Red Pill. Once you see inter-gender dynamics from the lens of evolutionary biology, economics and history, you begin to question the axioms upon which all “truths” society holds: such as taxes, wealth distribution, “progressive” social values, and various rights and privileges. For further reading, check out Tim Urban’s book-length blog post The Story of Us. The story of American is particularly enlightening.

Nick appears to have been influenced by Roissy in the same way that I think Krauser’s work has influenced, and is influencing, me. When I discovered krauserpua.com in 2016, I was met with some incoherent political mumbo jumbo. At the time, I had absolutely no interest in politics and had vaguely bought into whatever narrative the mainstream media was then peddling. So naive was I, that I believed feminism was about equal opportunity for men and women. And I certainly do believe in equal opportunity today. And I believe in meritocracy. So imagine a newcomer to Daygame looking for Game tips online only to find a political and sexist¹⁰ blog post from a guy who’s allegedly a certified player. I dismissed his work for a full year before buying into it. I’ve since read Thomas Sowell’s Basic Economics, an upper-level undergrad textbook on economics, and a couple of other books on the subject. It’s quite clear to me that regulated capitalism is THE solution to inequality¹¹. Without drawing out my politics here, suffice it to say I see feminism for what it truly is today: it’s a child’s tantrum with screams of “life isn’t fair” aimlessly shouted because they are being grounded for lying about eating those cookies. Weak men have enabled children to run amok. Women love the idea of “roses and sunshine for everybody!”, but strong men know that a good life is only possible for those who put in the work to earn it. Weak men are willing to take on unreasonable burdens for the sake of appeasing a women’s idealism. All the legitimate players I know have a selfish¹² air to them. They work hard and reap the rewards of their efforts. Yet in no way does this mean they are inconsiderate assholes. In fact, many a men have been helping me navigate Game and my journey to success. Indeed, not just in Game, but in fitness, fashion, finances and job markets.

Let’s get back to Game for a moment; after all we’re in this to get laid. Throughout the middle of the book, Nick lays out his personal failings along with his progress passed them. The self-awareness and honesty shown in these pages of the book allows the reader to really appreciate the journey the author struggled through to succeed. Supposing that his early blog posts carried the same degree of candor, it’s no surprise he achieved such a high level of popularity in the Daygame community. In one section, he reflects upon his high failure rate and self-diagnoses a number of uncomfortable truths¹³. In another section, he mentions going out for a session only to return home without a single approach then feeling like he’s reverted back to his old, failed self. In another instance, he talks about trying too hard in his sets and dates because he still feels the need to prove himself to girls. I can go on and on through these stories; I marked them down because to some degree, I could relate. Reading his story makes the journey less lonely. Yes, there are some great guys in the community with whom I chat; but we’re all in different places, struggling with different challenges. The detail and clarity with which Krauser writes his expedition through the SMP serves to assist me in understanding my own experiences on the streets. It also reinforces my belief that I am on the right track to getting this thing figured out. Pussy Paradise isn’t located on a map; it’s an attitude and mental fortitude that each one of us can unlock. And I’m forging my own key branded in the name of Breeze.

Sprinkled throughout the book are comments regarding women raised in the West vs East. This ties back to feminism, politics and economics, but focuses more on symptoms rather than the cause. I’ve been to South East Asia, and it was hard not to notice how much more stylish and feminine the girls dressed out there. It wasn’t until I started Daygaming and talked to hundreds of girls before I could notice the difference between a girl who not only dresses more girly, but also acts that way with her sparkly eyes, graceful hand gestures, preference to defer decisions and cheerful demeanor. It’s not nearly as common as I would like. In the US, I believe this is due to feminism, an unbalanced effort to bring women to the corporate ladder, and a general masculinization of women in which girls are taught from a young age that they are just as interested in manly things like sports, science, politics and economics, against their natural disposition towards harmony and more creative endeavors. Of course, this statement is a broad generalization of differences between men and women. There certainly are highly capable and successful female mechanics and firefighters out there; but we’re talking probabilities and distributions. It’s no accident women are more likely to be found in marketing than engineering. I find it best to think about men and women acting according to a spectrum of possible behaviors¹⁴. And those girls who are fit for the corporate ladder lack the feminine and submissive qualities that make them appealing to strong men. Unfortunately, career girls are more common in NYC. It’s almost embarrassing to say, but until I started cold approaching I thought I wanted a “strong, independent woman who don’t need no man.” Mainstream media had me fooled! And I’m not the only one; the media’s penetration is deep. Or as Krauser says in his memoir, “At a societal level, men have been cuckolded.”

Yet more economics abound later in this heavy tome. He goes own to describe how in Western economy, men can no longer distinguish themselves as providers. Girls can’t pick out Basic Bob from Boring Billy. So what’s her selection amongst the sea of salaried employees? If you’re reading this blog, then you probably know the answer. She’s going to hang out with Rad Chad for validation, whether it be for his looks or fame. She wants the guy in high demand; that is until she can’t get him post-wall and settles for one of the many Benign Bens who’ve been living through scarcity most his life. Shit’s as harsh as it is deep¹⁵.

Game isn’t a hack to the sexual market place either. Rather, it’s a challenging path that lets us improve our lot in life by realizing (or generating) our inner Chad. To me, this means improving my fitness, fashion, social skills (through cold approach) and frame. Guys who optimize their position in the SMP without cash or fame tend to focus on inspiring feelings in the girls we date through high-quality attention. I believe this is synonymous with “charisma” as Nick refers to it.

There’s quite a bit more to the book; in fact I barely wrote about half the sections I highlighted up to this paragraph. The best stuff really comes in the last third of the book, where the author makes a number of deeper introspections of himself, some with the assistance of a counselor in the community. In these sections, Nick shares more of his views on society, feminism, inter-gender dynamics, the influence of environment on the expectations women have, evolutionary biology, and how to set the proper frame with girls. Though much of this information is generally accepted in the community today, I can only imagine how rare this knowledge was during the events of the book in 2008-2010¹⁶. Nick acknowledges Roissy for his writings on these topics. We stand on the shoulders of giants, indeed.

In the second edition of the book, he includes his life story up to the point where he discovers Game. This bit is critical to really understand the change in his attitude towards all things life. There is a direct correlation causation between his entry into the seduction community and quitting his office job–and it’s more than simply satisfying his desire for limitless time to hit the streets. If you’ve read the first edition, I would recommend reading the second for a more comprehensive view into the context of this man’s modulus operandi.

Had I commented on all the bits I dog eared in Balls Deep, this review would have been at least twice as long as it already is. You’re better off reading the source material. You’ll have some laughs, learn some Game, become indoctrinated in conservative thinking, and be inspired to hit the streets yourself. Or don’t; leave the handful of feminine women left in NYC to me.

Given I have a Resources page with book recommendations it should come as no surprise that I enjoy literature, and as a byproduct, good writing. For their direct, precise and descriptive style, English and old American writers are my favorites. One cannot read a sentence of theirs and experience unintentional ambivalence or confusion. In a similar manner, Krauser has an ability to craft complex thoughts into engaging and clear chapters which often times prevented me from closing the book and getting to bed at a reasonable hour. Whether I be enthralled in paragraphs describing filthy sex, a mini-series on love¹⁷, or a rant on defending his decision to unplug, I thoroughly enjoyed reading the author’s product and appreciate the time and effort he took to create this piece of work.

I look forward to reading the next six volumes in the series¹⁸ of his memoirs over the next few months, though intermixed with other books. The next two books on my list are Book of Pook and Chronicles of Old New York.

For additional reviews on Nick’s works, checkout Nash’s review of Daygame Infinite and Magnum’s on Girl Junkie.

1. Clapton is god.
2. After a bit of texting, she came out on a date. Not bad, if I do say so myself.
3. Taken from Daygame Overkill.
4. Available on Amazon.
5. Presumably, “mash” in British-speak means “played around with” in American-talk.
6. I would argue against his “jilted” beginnings. His pregame lay count was 15, which included some hot girls. When I hear “jilted”, I expect a lay count in the single digits. With that said, he had no clear understanding of Game and SMV before he stumbled into the PUA world.
7. Overused literary agents of humor: 1. Breeze’s pride for succumbing to a cheap laugh: 0.
8. And evidently, a repetitive writer.
9. I strongly recommend Practical Female Psychology to help internalize this belief.
10. And probably racist.
11. Einstein is known for generating his ideas by conducting thought experiments. Let’s run one here. Imagine a highly qualified accountant in the 70’s who happens to be female. Let’s imagine she applies to a ton of firms and they all reject her. Though they don’t say it, it’s because she’s a girl. Ultimately, one meritocratic firm hires her. Knowing that she doesn’t have many options elsewhere, they offer her a lower than-otherwise salary. She accepts. Because she’s qualified, she succeeds. Other firms see this and realize they can cut costs by hiring women. A couple of years later, the Invisible Hand has created equal salary across the genders as all employers have learned to properly interview for quality and the true price of discrimination. Meritocracy rewards the qualified and punishes mediocrity. I admit that equal opportunity is still a problem and capitalism may need a nudge to conjure a sustainable solution. Equal outcome, however, is certainly not the answer. For a beautiful example of this story, as applied to a black guy in America, listen to Herman Cain’s background in the film Uncle Tom.
12. “Selfish” in the Ayn Rand sense of the term; i.e., it’s a compliment.
13. You’ll have to read this book to learn more about them. Though one of those truths that resonated with me was holding the belief that I didn’t have the right to talk to a cute girl because I didn’t have enough value. When first starting out, this was a common AA weasel of mine.
14. The author was fired from his job for writing this. Jordan Peterson stands by the science in the memo.
15. The scores 2-0, but who’s counting.
16. Or was 2009-2011?
17. His experience with Dovile could be adapted for a wide-audience rom-com. Or a porno.
18. As of the publication of this post, his memoir comprises seven books in total. By the time I read those seven, I reckon the series will number in the double digits.