Jay Devoy has a cynic’s guide to living in Las Vegas. In sum, he doesn’t like it. It’s easy to see why he hates Vegas.

The need to connect is as great as the need for food and shelter. As Aristotle noted, “Man is a social animal. He who lives without society is either a beast or God.”

Living in a real city like San Francisco, or even a beach community like Laguna, a person feels some connection to the soil. You feel plugged into an organic, living system. A walk through the city is soul enhancing. Living in Las Vegas often feels like living in a hotel. Man becomes alienated from his homeland.

Yet Vegas is great for many others reasons.

First, the locals. Those hot casino workers and strippers that tourist see have a name. On game blogs, they are called “hired guns,” and closing them is seen as the highest accomplishment on games. If you live in Las Vegas, they are called something else – namely, locals.

The locals are so tired of faux hawked, tribal tattooed, Afflication wearing try-hards. If you’re a man who can carry on a decent conversation, you will have hot locals lined up to bang you. Someone like Roosh – or Jay, if he’d go out and run game – could write a Bang: Vegas novella after a couple of months.

Second, the housing. You can get a two-bedroom apartment with a hot tub for $800 a month.

Third, the MILFS. Want to write the next Bang: MILF’s? Find that $800 a month apartment in Summerlin. Bring your lap top to the Coffee Bean off Town Center. Run game.

Fourth, the eye candy. Join LVAC. I pay $22 a month. There are always hot strippers at the gym. I don’t talk to girls at the gym, but I enjoy checking them out.

Fifth, the law. The age of consent in Nevada is 16. Although 16-year-old girls aren’t attractive to me, 19-year-old girls are. What happens when a girl who looks 19 or 20 is really only 17? Prison rape. In Vegas, you have almost no chance of catching a statutory rape case.

Sixth, the law. Although Nevada is a community property state, the judges are more cynical of women seeking alimony than in neighboring California. If you think your wife is going to divorce you, move to Vegas. File for divorce. Mitigate the ass raping.

Seventh, the law. Want to own a carry a concealed gun? Own an AK-47? Although Vegas ain’t Texas – Clark County does require that handguns be registered – the gun laws are relatively liberal.

Eighth, the tourists. Vegas represents women’s lib. Free to be themselves, women slut it out. Take the Farmer’s Daughters and Southern Belle’s back to your hot tub. Bang.

Ninth, the pool parties. If you have a nice body, you will bang. Even if you don’t have a nice body, you can enjoy the views.

Tenth, Red Rock Canyon. I enjoy long, philosophical walks. Red Rock Canyon has dozens of trails with spectacular views.

Eleventh, St. George Utah is less than two hours away.

Twelfth, the food. Some of the best restaurants in the world are located in Las Vegas.

Thirteenth, locals don’t pay cover charge. If you have a local ID, you’ll get into the Rhino and most clubs without having to pay cover charge. If you’re a gym regular and somewhat social, you’ll meet a lot of the club’s VIP hosts. When you go out, you’ll be able to skip the lines – and often you’ll be comped a few drinks.

I could write more, but impose a 30 minute time limit on any given blog post. My time is up, or I’d write much more.

As with everything in life, Vegas has its flaws. If you focus on what Vegas offers instead of what it lacks, you’ll love living in Las Vegas.

P.S. Pool parties.

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When I first found game, I was an unhappily married man. Although an alpha in the traditional sense (intelligent, well-built, accomplished), my marriage was misery.

Unlike a lot of married men, I didn’t ask my wife for permission to do anything. I even refused to wear a wedding ring. Yet I would still hear bullshit about my “inappropriate” conduct. I’d get guilt trips. I’d get bitched at. The sex was infrequent and unfulfilling.

I started using game to save my marriage.  It worked.  Then I thought, “After all of these years of devotion, my wife still nags and bitches at me.  WTF am I doing?  Am I going to be a 50-year-old man with a wife who tells him he can’t have a motorcycle?”  Pretty much, yeah, that’s how it goes.  My grandmother nags my grandfather.

Is that really my life?  A man being nagged about stupid shit every day of my life.  Then the curtain closes.  That was it?  That was my life?

So I had to get out.  I just couldn’t see spending my remaining youth with someone who after a decade of fidelity, still wouldn’t back the fuck off; still made false accusations of cheating; argue with me over ludicrous shit.  May as well have sex with other women while I still “got it.”

Some guys say, “My wife is like my best friend.”  When I see those guys with their wives, I see a male supplicant.  He is doing and being told things I’d never tolerate.  I see the looks he gets at the dinner table when he talks out of turn.  I know that guy is going to fucking hear about that later!  I remember far too many car rides where my wife would lecture for me the entire ride home about my inappropriate behavior (usually simply saying something politically incorrect.)

Every article from an old man about marriage says the same thing: Learn to compromise.  Women never say that.

Sure, with tight game, the nagging can be reduced. But running game on your wife is a lot of work. And what’s the reward?

Every year, your wife gets older. Why would you work harder and harder on an investment that drops in value each year?

And unlike money, you cannot regain youth. I know guys who were bankrupt at 40 and millionaires at 50. Those guys were never able to recapture lost time.

For less work than it took to game my wife, I could much younger and hotter girls. Running game on an aging woman stopped making sense.

Game saved my marriage before ending it.

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On the game sites and board, a common theme has emerged. Guys are having a terrible time getting women to stop flaking on them. What do all of these guys’ complaints have in common?

They are texting and dating women during the week.

If you want to end flaking, you need to learn game from a guy who cheats on his wife. Talk to a guy whose wife may only occasionally be out of town. He has two or three days – max – to close the deal.

To a married man, a phone number is no good. The man can’t go on mid-week dates. He might not even have a chance to sneak out of the house for another three or four weeks.

You got a phone number? Big deal. Girls give out guys their phone number like candy. A number is nothing but a lead.

A married man can’t afford mere leads. He needs to close.

Making out ain’t shit. Are you in high school? No one cares if you made out with a girl.

If all you have is a weekend, you go out to get fucked.

A-B-C. A-always, B-be, C-closing. Always be closing! Always be closing!! A-I-D-A. Attention, interest, decision, action. Attention — do I have your attention? Interest — are you interested? I know you are because it’s fuck or walk. You close or you hit the bricks!

Go out with the mindset that you either get fucked during the weekend, or you hit the bricks. Suddenly flaking won’t be a problem.

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• Dating is Dead.
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There seem to be two main groups of men who learn game. Some guys are bored immediately after banging a girl. They are chasing notches. They want to “capture the flag,” that is, to bang women from every country. Some even want to bang a chick for novelty’s sake – such as girls with braces.

A larger group of guys have mainly been shut out of the dating market. They are needy and are desperately seeking a girlfriend to have, hold, and love forever. Those guys learn a little game, and ultimately get their balls locked up because they treat game as a serious of techniques rather than a life philosophy.

Fewer of us sort of fall in the middle. We enjoy the variety of a lot of women and are highly sexual. We can pull three new women in a week – and, indeed, have done so. We’ve had large rotations, and enjoy sexual novel.

If you have tight game, there are a lot of benefits to having a girlfriend.

I’m typing this at 11:30 p.m. Tonight I worked until 8 p.m. I stopped by the gym, and after the commute home, made it home a 10:30. I ate dinner. There is no doubt I’ll have sex before bed. I’ll have sex first thing in the morning, too.

If I didn’t have a girlfriend, I’d need to hit up a booty call or someone in the rotation. Or I’d need to go out to the bars to meet a skank. I can pull, but as a professional male, I don’t have unlimited time to run game.

In addition to sex, my girl brought food over, and she picked up a couple of prescriptions for me. Earlier in the morning she went to the cafe downstairs, and brought me up my morning coffee. She is always making herself useful.

She is also always trying to get my friends laid, and when my roommate was feeling a girl, my girl immediately became friends with her. There is no female nonsense or passive-aggressiveness. Everyone is winning.

I also get sex on demand. It’s not even that my girl has a sex drive equaling mine. It’s that she knows I’m going to get sex one way or another. She reads this blog and has been out with me often enough to realize how easy it is for me to get laid.

Now most women do not act like my girl, because most women do not date men with game. Women are going to get away with as much as you let them get away with, and women have a stronger will to power than all but the most dedicated players and sociopathic men. Yet when a woman dates a player, she becomes very traditional.

The last girl I dated “seriously” before my girlfriend knew what was up. Once when she was talking, I started getting boner. We had had sex earlier, sure, but I needed more sex.

“Stop talking,” I told her, as I pulled down her yoga pants. I knew she wasn’t down for a full session, so I used her as a sex doll.

“OK. You can talk again.” “So that’s the trade,” she asked. “Pretty much.”

If she had said no to sex, it’s not like I’d have raped her. I simply would have left.

Having game is not just having a few techniques or learning pick-up lines. Having game is owning your sexuality as a man. I make no apologies for my high sex drive. I like to fuck often, and hard. A girl doesn’t like that? Great.

It’s a free society. Just as I will not go around raping women, I will not allow women to own my sexuality. She doesn’t want to fuck me? I’ll fuck someone else. Freedom.

No man should ever be delusional. A girlfriend requires constant discipline, and often they will act out in stupidity in order to be punished.

If you are a man with tight game, you will find there are many benefits to having a woman. Just know that you often need to be brutal, and that as a man, you must never apologize for anything.

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Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go its pretty damn good. – Woody Allen

There’s a question commonly arising on game blogs. A similar question is asked by hipsters at coffee shops nationwide. Namely, what’s the end of game?

Usually the guys asking this question are not living the lifestyle. If you are balls deep in different women all of the time, you don’t want it to end. You don’t think, “What’s the point of game?” You plot, “How do I prevent this from ending?”

The question itself is a way for guys to rationalize not running game. They get pseudo-existential, determine there’s no real end of game, and thus running game is pointless. Bring on Cheetos-fueled, World of Warcraft raids.

The end of game is like the end of all things – death.

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