A few examples of TRP in action with my neighbors.

My apartment building has four units on my floor....three are occupied by myself and two single college girls attending a major midwest university in advanced degree programs. I have a decent relationship with both of them and gotten a few IOI's in the past. Never really pursued them. Both 7's. Kinda messing around with game.

Both are highly liberal and feminist. Both give off that grad-school feminist arrogance that makes my skin itch (although thin pajamas seems to be a weird antidote). Needs more research.

Met one in the parking lot tonight...she's a talker, and told me about her recent breakup with Manly Dude who cheated on her. I kinda knew about it a few weeks ago and immediately pegged her for a rebound despite her self-proclaimed "only have sex with guys I see myself with long term" blah blah blah. AWALT.

She's already seeing someone else and was hamstering away about whether it was a rebound (of course it wasn't!). At this point I'm actually interested....usually this kind of conversation makes me gag but now that TRP had put her hamster on full display for me it felt more like watching a car crash.

She started going on about how she is questioning her taste in guys.....this is the first guy she's dated who has more than a high school diploma...And she doesn't know why. Of course, I do....they were all bad boys who gave her tingles and I didn't have to meet them to know this. Manly guy was pretty alpha and apparently plating her while she thought he was going to be her hippy life companion. This is gold.

Then she goes on about how she was legitimately confused that she's never found smart college guys interesting. I do....they're almost all feminist betas who don't make her tingle. The hamster says its because she doesn't want a relationship where they just talk about work. At this point I'm actually rooting for the hamster.

She tells me this new guy is the first guy she's dated who "has his shit together". Instead of weekend romps to "nowhere in particular" with just a tent to fuck in with Manly Guy, she's telling me about how road trips with him involve full stops in the convo to geek out over power lines. Phd electrical engineer with a good job and a house. The hamster crossed the goddamn finish line. This late 20's chick has finally bedded her first true beta bux and is considering sliding off the CC. She was laughing about finally being ok with telling her mom about this guy and (again) didn't know why. I had to keep from smirking.

It was weirdly enjoyable listening to this feminist post-doc girl explaining AWALT to me from her own life. It was textbook. Don't you just love when the world finally makes sense?

Later tonight the other chick (uber feminist drama queen) that I routinely take potshots at on facebook posted some inane shit. I made a terrible pun and went back to check on its fate a few minutes later. She had already unfriended me.

Now, beta me started freaking out. Oh no, I offended her! Should I try to see if she's really mad at me next time I see her in person? She didn't seem even slightly weird around me three days ago when she met me in the hall with her PJ's, no bra, and rolled up her pants to show me a bruise where she badly cut herself shaving. I was feeling a bit panicky.

Then I remembered that I'm alpha. I told the beta bitch to go fuck himself and realized that out of all the beta fag guys normally fawning over her inane shit I'm the one that got enough attention to merit a knee-jerk shunning. It was a shit test. I can handle shit tests....and it was actually a sign that I was moving in the right direction on her radar screen. All sense of caring one bit about the situation vanished.

Again, I'm not pursuing her...but its a neat little game lab and I might finally be doing it right. We'll see what happens.

Anyway, two RP examples with my feminist neighbors....one where a chick revealed that she's learning more about how she really thinks...and one where I finally self-actualized a bit more Red Pill into my life.

The best part is....I couldn't care less about what happens with either girl.