Via RPG, here is Roosh,
There is definitely not a single woman alive in the Western world who needs a man. While in the past a woman had to put forth effort to obtain a husband who would help her survive, today she is protected by a welfare state that ensures she will never go hungry or spend one night on the street.
Anything required for a woman’s survival or pleasure can be easily achieved without her having to put forth commitment, sacrifice, or labor. She can shave her head, gain 50 pounds, and disfigure herself with tattoos yet still have many suitors to—at the minimum—have sex on demand. Her food and shelter will be provided by a state which has embarked on an extraordinary effort to compete with men for her devotion and loyalty.
Men have become an utterly replaceable and expendable commodity in a girl’s life. Her interest in a man is not unlike her interest in a new television show or Apple product.
Women don’t seek out comfort or stability in men anymore—they seek entertainment. They seek distraction.
In essence, the only way you can keep a girl is if you adopt the mentality of a soap opera writer, adding a cliffhanger to the end of each episode that keeps a woman interested when being a good man no longer does.
So what is the gist of this? Don’t be boring. But what is boring? Or rather, what is the type of excitement that is desired? There seem to be two types, whatever it is that tickles her funny bone, and drama. But also notice that we are talking about what is exciting to her, what is exciting to him does not matter.
In my case, being an INTX with a killer death stare, I have a very rich inner life. There are lots of interesting things going on up there. Solving technical problems, analyzing history, whatever; I am busy upstairs. None of this is boring to me. Yet the average woman would find it hideously boring; and it is her opinion that matters. There are lots of fellas that are truly interesting, but what they have doesn’t matter. They are boring.
So once again, what does she want? “Clever” witticisms that probably actually are not so clever. And drama. But not just any drama. The drama must essentially be amusement park drama; where nothing really is at stake. For once again, modern women really don’t need men. They can afford to create their own real life soap operas. It can all be good fun, as nothing is at stake.
My view is that if you feel the need to create drama in such a manner, then you are not doing life right. Normally, life creates enough drama without artificially creating it. But the real kicker is that for someone like me, this artificial drama is boring.
Back to the original point. Who decides what boring is? There is a V involved in the answer somewhere. Talk among yourselves.
NAWALT applies of course