Last Wednesday I went to play some pool with a good friend of mine. We went to a place called Stones near Cresta Mall, a bar come pool parlour, with branches across South Africa. This is a great venue to take women on a first date, especially if you want to get physical quickly because you can use the pool cue’s as props. My own personal policy is I never let a woman win. In fact I will take my time to teach her how to play pool if she really cannot. This of course leads to even more kino escalation, naturally.

Anyway we had a great time playing pool and were pretty much even in number of individual games won or lost. The place was packed and I did not immediately realise it was because of the Manchester United vs Chelsea Game. After a lot of screaming and shouting directed at the multitude of tv screens I realised we walked into something akin to a hornets nest for soccer freaks. Now I used to love sports a lot more when I was in school and maybe that is because I used to play many sports myself. After school and more so after university my interest levels dropped substantially because I became engrossed in my vocation and essentially stopped playing sports actively like most adults do.

After observing the people who were mostly men I was shocked to see the ratio of about 10 guys for every woman in the room. There was so many more men who were there watching the game while most of the women were playing pool and trying to get the guys attention. They failed miserably from what I could tell. In fact several pool tables were not being used. Those guys next to the unused pool tables, all refused to let me and my friend David play on those tables. We scouted around before finding a suitable table to enjoy our little game. The rest of the guys in the room were screaming and shouting like mad people. I guess the euphoria of such an important game has just missed me completely.

This entire episode reminded me of the book, Four Arguments for the Elimination of Televeision by Jerry Mander. And specifically about two concepts that lead from one to the other, namely the “replacement of experience” and “unification of experience.” Most of the men in the room were more interested in the game than any of the women in the room. After the game ended it was like all these men spanned out of a mass trance because they seemed to go back to their lives. Can you imagine how many people put their lives on hold while watching television day in and day out? How many people watching the days of other people’s lives instead of living their own lives. How many men watch porno instead of actually finding a woman to have sex with?

So what to do?

My advice to you is get a life. Cultivate a social life that brings new women into your social circle so that you can begin to have more experience with real people, in the real world. You can only improve your social skills by actually speaking and getting to know other people in-person. Everything else places obstacles between you and them.

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