May 24th, 2018

As a defiant young kid, I first started going to nightclubs when I was 12 years old. At the time, I convinced a nightclub owner to give me a job, which was passing out fliers to promote concerts at the Cattle Club in my hometown of Sacramento. As a result, the owner of the club would get me into the club and sneak back stage to hang out with the rock bands, like Bush, Korn, and Deftones.

I’d also hangout on the dance-floor and bar with all of the college girls to grind the night away. I think I looked older for my age because those college girls got pretty freaky on the dance floor with me, and they must have assumed I went to the college across the street with them.

It was the perfect job for me because the bar was across the street from the California State University of Sacramento, where my father was a professor at the time. He’d pick me up after work at the university and would even let me stay out late at night until the club closed. My father had a very active youth, and supported anything I wanted to do, as long as I kept my head on my school, where I was a straight A student and heavily involved in athletics.

However, I always felt like there was more adventure to be gotten. I was always restless. Thus, when I got to high school, I took things to the next level. I convinced my parents to allow me to attend a boarding school in New Jersey near New York City. It was like living in the movie, Cruel Intentions. In addition to witnessing social politics on a high level, the owners of a popular NYC nightclub let me rent it out and host my first private for my underage high school class.

I loved hosting parties so when I got to college level at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, I started throwing huge parties. I’d rent out 50 foot yachts; 3 story nightclubs where I’d recreate the masquerade ball from the movie, Romeo and Juliet; and throw big parties with my fraternity at a $30 million mansion on the lake.

My parties got me so much attention in magazines and newspapers that I decided to take my involvement with nightlife to the next level and I got recruited by the New York Office of Playboy Magazine to be a marketing representative for the Playboy College Marketing Office, I got to throw parties at where my role was to throw parties to promote the “Girls of the Big 10 Colleges”, assist with model interviews, photo-shoots, and venue-scouting.

That’s me in the bottom right corner of the 2003 edition of Playboy Magazine for the Girls of the Big 10.

My parties led me to adopt the nickname, “Nick Papageorgio”. This was because my friends thought I reminded them of the character Nick Papageorgio from the movie, Chevy Chase’s Las Vegas Vacation. In the movie, Nick Papageorgio was an underage kid in Vegas who threw extravagant parties. This was similar to what I was doing. Eventually, the name got shortened to “Papageorgio”, then “Papa G”, and finally to just “Papa”.

These big parties made me very popular at school. Even in a large campus like the University of Wisconsin, everyone knew who I was. Girls would be interested in me because of these parties and the social status I created with these parties, but I wasn’t dating the girls that I really wanted and I wasn’t sure how to attract those stunning girls that weren’t interested in me for me. I felt like a lot of the girls liked me for my adventures and parties, but not just for me.

Well, I decided to find a solution.

My friends and fraternity brothers used to meet on a regular basis at a strip club, where we’d talk about how to pickup girls. We were so into picking up girls that we even wrote jokes, stories, and scripts to say to girls … scripted pickup lines. My friends and I were convinced that we created masterpieces because we got amazing, sporadic successes, and we shared crazy stories, but it resulted in some big embarrassments as well.

I remember one date with a gorgeous gap model, where I had prepared 7 hours of scripted conversation that I thought at the time was full of brilliant lines. The problem was that the girl wasn’t very talkative and what I thought was going to be 7 hours turned into 3 hours followed by 4 more hours of lots of silence because I didn’t trust myself to say anything as interesting as the weeks of preparation of “canned/scripted material” that I was using.

One of my friends found a website on the internet that had more pickup lines to use and I got addicted. I thought I needed more lines so for the next year and a half, I dropped everything in my life: school, friends, work, everything, and, all day long, I studied picking up girls. I went out during the afternoons to practice picking up girls, and went out at night and continued to pickup girls.

When I get involved in anything, I go to the extreme. My curiosity in aerospace engineering, got me to create a team of engineers in the Air Force ROTC, raise $100,000 for a NASA project on a zero gravity flight on the KC-135 that I flew out of Johnson Space Flight Center, and got me a NASA Academy contract. My interest in politics had me run for Wisconsin State Senate. My interest in business spurred me into jobs at Fortune 500 companies. Picking up girls would be taken to the extreme as well.

I proceeded to memorize and practice using pickup lines and, within a few months, I had 100s of pages of scripts. During the day, I’d make up new ways to pickup girls and I loved treating the world like my own social experimentation laboratory. My excitement for pickup in general had me travel to random metropolitan cities around the world just to explore my curiosity of picking up girls from around the world.

Each day, I obsessively wrote “field reports” detailing my expeditions picking up girls and the details of the success I was getting. What started off as a few 100 people reading my online articles, soon became 1000s. Then, I was invited to join an underground fraternity of other guys who were doing the same thing. It was called The Lounge, and I became its admissions officer.

I started traveling around the world meeting other prospective members to see if they were good with girls, and I’d invite them to join our fraternity. My obsession was to find any missing pieces that might help me get the hotter and hotter girls, to help me take my game to the next level.

I became a much more self reliant and dominant personality. I experimented with crazy ways to pickup girls. I would pickup girls in my car, on the streets, in shopping malls, on the train, in the plane, everywhere. And I was meeting others, like Tyler, who was doing the same pickup mission as me.

However, traveling around the world is expensive. Soon, I ran out of money, but a random guy from the internet, who had read about me emailed me, and said he’d pay for my airfare to fly to San Diego to teach him how to pickup girls. I said I’d do it if he’d invite my friend, Tyler, as well. And he agreed.

So we flew down there and we met the guy, who happened to be a 23 year old virgin. After working with him for 2 weeks, he got his first kiss, and a few weeks later, he got laid for the first time. Soon, he was telling everyone about us, and we started getting invitations to teach others as well. So we created a curriculum and started selling seats for a $600 workshop while hosting dinner parties for prospects in major metropolitan cities around the world.

Thus, we would travel to random major metropolitan cities and teach a dozen students. Then, the next weekend, we’d teach 2 dozen students. Another weekend, we’d have 3 dozen students. Soon, we’d have as many as 60 students in 1 weekend in London a few months later. That’s when I knew that we really had a business now.

So I decided to take the underground pickup artists from the Lounge and turn it into the first corporation dedicated to teaching guys how to pick up girls with wingmen educating students through real world experience (similar to how Russell Simmons did the same with pioneering the path to take the underground hip hop world into a worldwide influencing business).

My friends decided to move with me to LA, and I took a lease on a $4.5 million mansion in the Hollywood Hills to become our Headquarters because it was where my friends and I believed was the city with the hottest girls in the world. This house had the history of being the ol’ “Rat Pack Party Mansion”, where Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and the crew used to party; and my bedroom had belonged to Dean Martin. I built a company infrastructure out of this house.

A couple years later, I moved out of the house, spread our staff all over the world to gain global reach, and I got an office at a plaza in Pasadena to manage the business. We formed a global mastermind group of the guys who Tyler and I found to have the most amazing skills with girls, great core values, and a passionate desire and ability to help others transform their lives to achieve amazing success with girls and life in general.

Since that time, we’ve evolved “the game” to focus now on conveying the attractive qualities of your identity through a more natural form of expression and discarded the canned lines. Our focus is more on expression and not trying to make the perfect impression. We have learned how to really cut years off the learning curve of our students in days. And we make all of these transformations using the same real world exercises and adventures that we went through.

Due to a post-Grammy’s party hosted at our Project Hollywood Mansion, I met a socialite who invited me to the grand opening of a celebrity party club in a skyscraper in Beverly Hills. Here, I got my first exposure to my new passion, the Young Hollywood lifestyle. At this party, each floor was packed with 10:1 women to every man. Every sexy female celebrity and super-model was in attendance, and I decided right away to do whatever it took to get deep into this.

Thus, I put my social life above and beyond everything, and dove as deep as I could into the world of Young Hollywood; and I was eventually elected onto the Members Board of the elite Young Hollywood party organization, Xenii. Members paid $1000-$25,000/month to party with gorgeous models and celebrities. I networked my way through Young Hollywood until I became what I consider to be the equivalent of a “Social Senator”.

I learned how to treat my social life like a business because I am a business man. I spend a lot of time developing it and put just as much time improving it. You can find me spending 2-3 hours a week sending out text messages to guys and girls to continue to build upon my relationships. My number 1 rule was that whenever someone asked me to do something social, I would always say “YES”.

As a result, I found myself being invited to daily parties on mansions in the Hollywood Hills, movie studios events, cocktail parties at private residences, taking executive retreats with successful CEOs and socialites to famous special events (ie Sundance Film Festival, Playboy Mansion parties, exotic vacations). And I’d use the skills I learned to pickup girls to help me to build a fun lifestyle and make great friends, in addition to picking up amazing girls.

All of this was done while I finished up my Masters in Business Administration at the University of Southern California, where I studied Entrepreneurship and the Entertainment Industry. However, right about the time when I graduated, Xenii disappeared due to the investors pulling out. I stayed in touch with all of the great friends I made during my adventures in it, but I decided it was time to get back into RSD Instructor mode.


Now, I have a great dating life with beautiful girls, have an amazing social circle, and amazing world traveling adventures and experiences. I’ve used my skills to gather friends and build a global business while simultaneously building a global social network. In addition to learning the skills of pickup, I’ve gained overall life and social skills. There is nothing more important than the relationships we form with people important to us, especially our friends & family.

In addition to going out with the RSD boys to pickup girls, I am often introduced to girls through my social circle now. In between longer term girlfriends, I’ve had a few months in which I’ve had dates every night of the week (some from cold approaches and others from my social circle).

Today, I’ve transformed from someone who was young, naïve, and often loss for words, but very ambitious; into someone who has approached 10,000s of strangers in random public places around the world forming relationships, picking up girls, and building a global network. I’ve find myself comfortable in almost any scenario due to constantly pushing my comfort zone. My adventure still seems to have just started though.

While my business partner, Tyler, and I met in Hawaii, we came to the conclusion that he would return to Los Angeles and help me grow Real Social Dynamics on a business administration level with our local HQ staff; and, in return, I’d resume my mission as a RSD Instructor and continue to teach students through bootcamps and seminars. I’ve found this decision to be one of the most inspiring and life-changing choices that I’ve ever made.

Since 2002, I’ve worked with Tyler and the RSD team to build Real Social Dynamics into a multi-million dollar global enterprise, teaching over 20,000 clients in over 200 cities and 30 countries. People joke about my love for “high society” – and I’ve always enjoyed playing around in the high status venues, primarily because the types of girls that I meet. However my love for the game is so strong that I’ve continually put the growth of the organization as my highest priority, and I’ve reinvested nearly every penny I’ve gotten from RSD back into the business.

We continue to bootstrap just like when I began my journey, traveling around the world as a poor college student, spending countless hours studying pickup, and crashing on people’s couches to learn about how to pickup. Instead of traveling in hotels, I stay for free with RSD volunteers. Instead of paying for flights, I’m doing a RSD seminar road trip across the USA, and Europe via train. And our marketing is still almost all via “word of mouth” due to our thousands of success stories.

The skills you learn while studying how to pickup girls has changed every aspect of my life for the better too, including non-pickup related aspects of my life, such as inspiring me to train heavily for the Iron Man triathlons that I’ll be racing this year; fulfilling my passions in travel, dining, and education; and also in building an amazing network of friends around the world that I value more than anything. And I hope that you will all use the skills from RSD to transform your life.
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Welcome to the first incarnation of the new RSD Nation.

The site is a work in progress, and you’ll see that there we’re still working out a few bugs and functionality/usability issues. But we’ve pumped the baby out of the womb and got it functional for you to begin using and enjoying as of today.

Building this site has been a dream of mine since about 2006. There’s a juicy history that’s lead up to where we are now, so I thought that today I would share it with you.

RSD was founded on internet forums. My first ever post on a forum was August 19 2002 under the alias “Tyler Durden” (my real name is Owen Cook – but everyone had these crazy nick names) and the name Tyler has since stuck. Back then most of my posts had a flare for being obnoxious, melodramatic, and somewhat stupid – yes, even more than today. However I was obviously very motivated to improve at this whole “success with women” endeavor, and there were still a few nuggets of worthwhile information mixed in there which allowed me to build a small following.

The so-called “community” was, well, kind of dorky at that time. Almost like something out of a comedy, and most of my bootcamp students were guys that the average person probably wouldn’t be inclined to spend a lot of time around. I was basically one of the loudest and most motivated of that incarnation of the community, and so I became one of the well known cast of characters. Then for about a year in 2005, I moved away from involvement with internet discussions and focused on teaching in real life.

Anyway it was in 2006 that the first version of RSDN launched. We had just put out the DVD/CD program “Foundations” and we threw it up to build hype for the release date, with the web address The site was run on the modest VBulletin that you’ve come to use and love (or hate, if you’re one of those strange fellows who dislikes RSDN but still finds time to read it), and the launch was a resounding……“PLOP!”

There was maybe a day or two with users visiting, and then the discussions sort of dried up. I didn’t really care as I wasn’t very into internet chat forums anymore. But a few months later I was experiencing a sort of “writer’s block” on Blueprint Decoded and found myself making posts there every day.

Soon enough, people started coming because the discussions were getting pretty lively, and we developed the core group that established the culture which RSDN enjoys today. The big thing with RSDN at that time was THE VIBE. The place was super positive and uplifting. Guys like Tim, who typically wouldn’t go near an internet chat forum with a ten foot koala bear, were getting onto the place and engaging in all sorts of cool and value-producing discussions.

To keep the vibe of the forum hot I started moderating it personally. For the first six months of RSDN’s existence I would log on every hour, skim through the posts, and delete anything that resembled the stereotypical internet flaming and trolling. I actually deleted virtually ANYTHING that I thought had a negative vibe, and I would “private message” the users who posted it personally to ask about why they’d been inclined to write something like that. Funny enough, the users whose posts I deleted and talked to personally usually really appreciated it, and would often start offering value to the forum.

As time went on the place evolved. I had the “click” that it wasn’t exactly realistic for me to be moderating the forum personally all day, every day, and brought on a team of moderators. They’ve since done an amazing job, although sometimes people complain, which I think is because they don’t have the ability to talk to the users personally like I used to. Nonetheless I’ve been extremely happy with how the team has kept the place clean and fun to read. I really appreciate these guys tremendously, and if you’re a reader of RSDN, then you do as well, probably without realizing it.


Likewise, we’ve been challenged by influxes of new users. Thousands of people read this place every day, and it’s hard to keep that same core vibe that we built this place on when there are so many new folks getting involved. I’ve been impressed though. Many of the core guys have kept participating here, and many others will leave for a while and then come back to contribute. We also have all sorts of new guys coming on who’ve shared really cool ideas and perspectives. Overall I’ve seen the transition from a smaller and more intimate group to a larger and higher volume forum go as well as I could have hoped for, and I want to thank everyone personally who has contributed to that.

Anyway here we are in 2009, and the “community” has definitely changed. Whether folks are talking about politics, society, or sports, there is always a tendency to look back to the “golden era” when everything was supposedly perfect. This community is definitely like that, in that people will often look back to the “days of yore” when everyone strolled down the streets holding hands and singing pick-up carols. In my personal view, however, I think the community now offers more value to the average user than it ever has in the past. Part of that is the technology, part of that is the streamlining of the ideas, and part of that is the improvement in the quality of users. I guess that view isn’t exactly as “trendy” as the view of folks who like to whine and moan about it, but it’s my honest assessment.

My opinion comes primarily from the people I meet in real life. In my case, that’s the students I work with on bootcamps nearly every weekend. I can say from experience that type of people I’ve met on program has improved very noticeably every single year, and that this has forced me to stay on the ball and continually evolve, in order to stay a step ahead and have anything worthwhile to teach. I look at the last six months of bootcamps I’ve taught, and the students have all been incredibly cool guys. Some are total pimps just taking it because they think it’s hilarious something like this exists, and some are new and inexperienced but with a super positive attitude and an eagerness to learn.

I guess I’m breaking a trend here, and it’s just a lot cooler to talk about how much the community sucks. I mean, if somebody ELSE sucks, then YOU must be cool by default, right? But for me personally, the community has been one of the most important resources that I’ve ever had at my disposal, if not the most important, point blank period. I’d be a very different person today if it didn’t exist, and I think that even the most vocal critics of the community would acknowledge that there is a tremendous value to be uncovered, even if they disagree with many aspects of the culture or inner workings.

For me, this site represents RSD evolving along with the community. As we evolve, the community evolves, and that’s what’s kept us relevant. Evolving to a “new paradigm” means being willing to shed your old opinions about your most important truths, and to look out at the world with a new perspective, similar to a chick cracking out of an egg and looking around with fascination at a new mode of existence. And that’s what we’ve really endeavored to do, both on a personal level, and as an organization.


I’ve chosen to create this new site because I am a believer in what the community has to offer. I think that any set of ideas can earn it’s “15 minute of fame” – but that it’s only once scrutiny sets in that you see if the ideas will survive or die off. This community has evolved through that scrutiny because despite whatever shortcomings there are (and THERE ARE shortcomings), there is still an underlying philosophy that is pretty darned enlightening. And I believe it’s going to continue to evolve, hopefully into the area of relationships, and all sorts of other more advanced areas, because the experience of being a man in modern society is changing, and guys are hungry to share ideas with each other about their journeys.

I know that Papa (Nick Kho – my business partner and CEO of RSD), has felt the pressure from his traditionally Asian parents over the years, to use his education for something “useful” (as you can imagine, they’re thrilled about the whole RSD thing). I’ve also felt the draw to attend law school, as I’d originally intended before taking the “summer road trip” that lead to the creation of RSD, given that I’m turning thirty and potentially looking to start a family. Regardless, both Nick and I have decided to stick it out with this project because we believe in what the community has taught us very strongly, and we love what it does for men and women as a whole.

That, I suppose, is why we’ve continued to put out positive stuff, and to maintain a level of passion for this project: we have CHOSEN to be here. This is the “information age” – and what’s amazing about this project is sitting back and watching how the dissemination of ideas has lead to the evolution of a loosely defined modern philosophy for living life.

I hope you’re psyched about RSDN 2.0. Most of all, I hope you’ll contribute to furthering the evolution of this philosophy. Because I’ve done what I’m capable of to improve it, but there are still a lot of cool areas that can be worked on and developed as a COMMUNITY, and this is a site that we’ve created with the belief that that will continue.

Anyway, that’s a little history on what’s lead to the creation of this site. I’m actually writing this a few hours before the launch, just psyched out of my mind to see that this is finally happening. Thanks for reading it, and welcome to the new RSDN!!!


PS: I’ve scrambled last minute to throw up some personal photo galleries, as well as put some old RSDN threads as the “User Articles” just to fill up the home page. But I’m psyched to see you putting up your own stuff. A few of the features are a bit hard to navigate right now, and we’re working to improve the functionality ASAP. Play around with it, you WILL quickly figure it out. :)
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It's six in the morning and I haven't been to sleep yet.

I'm sitting in the airport in Nice, headed home to San Francisco after the Real Social Dynamics 2008 Summer Executive Retreat. It's been a hell of a week: clubbing every night until dawn, lounging around the pool during the day, bouncing around from Cannes to Monaco and back to Cote D'Azur, and eating more cheese than is either necessary or even sane, really.

As the sun rises over the French Riviera and starts to beam in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the terminal, I take the opportunity to reflect on this latest adventure.

I can't help but shake my head and laugh.

We've been simply terrorizing the clubs out here, every single night. Never mind the fact that not a single one of us, with the exception of Christophe, speaks a lick of French. As you might expect from a gathering of some of the sickest dudes in the game, several of the boys have pulled on the trip, and there have been more makeouts flying around than baguettes at the boulangerie.

Just another week in the life of an international playboy of desire.

Over the course of this past year, I've been all over the damn place. I've scoured the United States, hitting practically every major city from the East coast to the Pacific, dipping through the South and blasting through the North- and Midwest. I've even hit up Alaska and Hawaii. I've exposed myself to the reality of extreme poverty in Africa and in practically the same breath caroused amidst unimaginable wealth and decadence in Las Vegas.

But no matter where I go, I find myself surrounded with like-minded guys who are rocking the party like a ton of bricks and having an AWESOME time... EVERY NIGHT.

That's just the reality.

I'm not telling you this to brag about how cool I am; that's pretty much self-evident.


No, I'm telling you this to give you an impression of the lifestyle and the fun that comes along with it once you arrive at the level you want to be at with this whole "success with women" thing.

When you get to that level of competence, getting laid is no longer this insurmountable Herculean feat. In fact, it becomes almost an afterthought. I try to be the least obnoxious about this as I possibly can, but let's face it: it is somewhat inherently obnoxious. When you start to get really good at this stuff, getting laid becomes as easy as going to the kitchen and getting yourself a drink of water.

Okay, maybe that's simplifying things a bit much. Instead, let's say it's like making a sandwich... you do have to sort of put it all together. But the food's in the fridge, guys.

I'm not just talking about myself and the RSD instructor crew here, either. Over the past year, our Bootcamp students have been getting laid at an unprecedented rate, DURING THE PROGRAM.

Personally, I'm 27 for 37. What that means is that over the course of the last 37 programs I've run (roughly a year's worth), there have been 27 instances of the student getting laid on the program. 

Of course, I'm simply the facilitator, the catalyst. All success is ultimately the result of the student's effort. Nonetheless, these numbers can't help but speak to the efficacy of the new "reverse engineered natural" style we've been espousing at RSD for the past couple of years.

Heck, back in February I did a Bootcamp in Seattle, and the student got laid twice on the first night.

I remember it like it was yesterday. The kid stepped to the girl like a man possessed, and within seconds, had isolated her over on a couch and initiated a make out session. A few minutes later, I roll up and he asks me what to do next.

"Take her to the bathroom," I replied. He did just that, and banged her out in one of the stalls.

I know this for a fact, because I was listening. Creeptastic!

Anyway, he comes out and everyone's cheering, it's a total meathead scene. Ridiculous. The young lady goes off to find her friend, and I high five the student. "Awesome man," I say, "great night."

He looks at me with a smile and says, "Yeah... uh... let's go get another."

Hahah this guy!

And we proceeded to do exactly that. He hooked up with another woman shortly thereafter in the same club and went home with her.

The following night, I was determined to get him laid AGAIN. I was like, screw it, we're going for the world record here. And he almost pulled it off; full blown makeout with a hottie deluxe, pulled her out of the club even... until her friends came literally running out after her, screaming, "What about your boyfriend?!"

Oh well.

This guy had his reality shattered. He wasn't an advanced student by any stretch of the imagination. This was a guy who had been actively going out practicing "the game" for only a couple of months, a relative novice who had only read some extremely rudimentary material on the subject. But that weekend changed everything, and he hasn't looked back since.

Kind of a funny story from that second night of program: while he was gaming up the girl he almost pulled, I was sitting at the same table, occupying her friend. Now, I guess my "nimbus" was incredibly on that night, because out of nowhere, the girl I'm talking to jumps up and begins giving me a full-blown lapdance right there in front of God and everybody.

All right, I'm thinking, cool.

*motorboats titties*

This goes on for a bit, then she starts fiddling around with my belt, trying to undo my pants. Now mind you, we are sitting on a couch, literally in the middle of the club, with people milling about in all directions. This isn't some secluded area here.

"What the hell are you doing?" I shout, laughing, looking around to see if anyone else is paying attention to this.

She continues to undo my shizz and says, "DANG... I'ma break you off a piece, boo! I'ma break you off a piece!!"

Incredulous, I yell, "Uh... PEOPLE CAN SEE!"

She's undeterred. She merely pulls her dress down over my crotchal area and says, "Nah, I got you BOO! I got you!"

I'm like, "What? Why... why are you talking like this......... you're asian..."

She's fishing around in my pants for it. She goes, "Put your penis in my vagina daddy!"

You can't make this stuff up.

At this point I just sort of shrug and let her have it. I'm sitting there laughing hysterically as she rides and grinds on top of me.

Now, mind you, this is straight in the middle of a FULL PACKED CLUB. Chodes are walking by with their drinks, and as they glance down, you see them stop and do a double take... you can see it on their face, they're like, "Uhh.... is that dude FUCKING?" But it's so far outside of their reality that they just shake their head and are like, "Nah... can't be," and just continue on their way.

This goes on for a few minutes and then I notice that the bouncers have begun to take interest in us. I don't want to get kicked out while on program, so I throw her off. "ENOUGH!"

She's pissed. "If you don't fuck me, you have to buy me a drink!"

Aaaand these are the kinds of congruence tests we're getting these days.

Back in 2004, things would have gone differently. I would have come into the group and executed my elaborate routine stack designed to generate positive responses on the girl's part, which would give me confidence and in turn give me permission to escalate. Here I've done absolutely NOTHING except amuse myself and draw her into my reality, and she literally jumps on my dick.


Thing is, when you master this "flawless natural" system we're rocking these days, it really is that easy.

I've heard the critics. They say it's not realistic, that this system is just a "vague ‘feel good’ nonsense," that it's not structured enough, that new guys can't learn it.

For those who haven't experienced it first hand, they're like those guys walking by in the club: it is literally so far outside of their reality that they can't even begin to process it.

But the fact of the matter is, guys are getting RESULTS, and FAST. Not just RSD Instructors, but the students we work with, week in and week out. Student alumni crews are sprouting up all over the world with world-class, instructor-caliber skill sets. Their work can be seen all over our "Field Reports" forum, which in my opinion is some of the best content on the entire internet.

Immerse yourself in the RSD ethos. It's a philosophy that focuses on fun and actually having a good time in the field, while simultaneously exploring the razor's edge of modern research into social dynamics.

So welcome to the new RSD Nation. Here you'll find yourself surrounded by guys who are rocking the party like a ton of bricks and having an AWESOME time... EVERY NIGHT.


That's just the reality.

So stop in, stay a while... make yourself a sandwich.
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Most guys you get on BC come under the impression that the instructor is going to teach them the ropes to impress women. Wrong.

One of the things that needs to go away is the drive to impress people- and subbed it with being comfortable being yourself.

I was the other day talking to a girl in my regular salsa club. I go there on Wednesdays and dance all night. I meet plenty of girls and dance with them. Sometimes I strike conversations if I am not practicing and it is usually and undoubtedly when I do my best. I am in a dancing mood, in a good mood and girls finish dancing and strike a conversation with me and start asking where I am from etc...

Funny thing is that for me those are not pick up nights. Those are my dancing nights. However I seem to do better when I am not thinking pick up. Women can’t get enough. They hover around, wait around for me to dance with them, then talk to them. Needless to say, after a year of regular salsa dancing I am in the top 10 percent of the salsa dancers in any salsa club. But that’s not the point. I seem to be in my element there and so the girls chill around me. I am being my chill self.

“I must go and pick her up now” mindset.

This type of mindset generates all kinds of problems. The first and by far the most dangerous of all is that guys think they have to approach and impress. I usually get this mindset from guys who have been in the game for a while even gotten laid regularly, etc...They stick to what works and I can understand that. Let’s say they got plenty of kiss closes with a line they will use it to death. They refuse to go for it without the line. They are hooked to that line. They don’t think they can get a make out any other way.

It surprises them when they get 2 or 3 make outs with just “going for it”. Funny thing is that when they do that they never go back to the lines. They don’t feel they need a line anymore.

This applies to openers and conversation starters. Most guys cannot believe they can open with their honest opinion on fried chicken. When they see they can do it, they pretty much drop everything else.
Brilliance of statements. Learn how being bold can change the way you interact with women

Be assertive.

Our society is build around the idea of compliance, read “follow”, don’t lead. Because instead of order, we would have chaos.

But not following your inner impulses can be death in a club when you face girls.

Instead of asking, take; instead of questioning, affirm. Let’s say I want to ask “where are you from?”, instead I use “let me guess, you are....” that’s just a tiny example. For the most part I don’t want to ask a whole lot of questions, especially at the beginning of an interaction. Use lots of “I want...” “I think...” “I believe” sentences. I force my students to start conversations with statements. I try to make them more assertive from the get go.

Being assertive communicates you are comfortable being yourself around people. It is also a way of reaffirming yourself.

Lose a few, win a few.

Bold statements drill is an exercise designed to fulfil the purpose of being yourself and saying whatever you feel like saying around girls. I ask guys to tell me what they really would like to say to a girl about a particular subject. I ask them to turn the sensors off and tell me how they feel about for example “women shoes”.

I, of course, tell guys bad language and insults are out of limits just to be safe. I want them to be honest. I one time had this guy telling me “women shoes are very confusing to me”. We approached girls that night by saying “women shoes are confusing to me”. He opened groups successfully all night with that.

It was just an exercise for my students to get bolder and honest around women. I also instruct them to stop talking after they say their bold statements and wait for women to fill in the gaps. Most guys struggle to fill in the gaps of a conversation with girls. In my case, I want to say my bold statement, something I really feel like saying and let them talk.

It is very counter intuitive because most guys find it hard to stop talking after they say something bold. They feel they must “explain themselves”, more like “apologise themselves” for having a spine. I force them to shut up and listen to the girls. It works. This single exercise here is responsible for most epiphanies on day 1 on my live program. Guys cannot believe what just happened. They expressed themselves honestly around a girl and the girl loved it.

Reality check: women hate the “interview”. Instead make a lot of statements. A good way to go about it is to say something bold and let them fill in the gaps. Never ask girls questions before they do. Avoid the interview style.
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