I see a dude over-dressed downtown in my city in the middle of the day. (Snappy shirt and vest and tie, snzanny matching pants, expensive laptop bag, nice belt and watch). He is too young (25?) to be dressed that well, and asks me for directions to a local park where there will be people. It is an odd question. He could be selling amway, I suppose.

I give him directions, and walk with him a bit, as I am travelling that way. After another half a block I ask "uh ... I'm sorry ... have you heard of the Red Pill?"

He's like yeah. By another half block I've pegged him as a PUA. Not just a PUA, but an internationally traveling PUA, like "I went to the Philippines for six months, they love americans over there and none of them are gold-diggers. Man. Chicks in the midwest are all fat."

This happened in a warm early November day, I just thought of sharing.

Why share? To use the phraxology: Because I literally saw some code in the matrix. That tells me I am changing.

Nothing huge, just HAHA, I loled.