I won't cover whether seduction is manipulation and whether I ought to censor myself here or not again, although I will note that it does partly come down to where you draw the line - there are certain "dark arts" of seduction, like October Man and like Sexual Power Reversal, that I simply don't teach because it's too easy to do harm to women by wielding these clumsily.
So, I do have an "ethical limit;" if I really honestly think it's something that can lead to the average man doing more harm than good, I don't teach it.
It is a common misunderstanding to think introverts are always timid and quiet. Things are looking up for my fellow introverts; while for years American society has rewarded and prized the outgoing, often loud traits that go hand in hand with extroversion, introversion is finally having its well-deserved time in the sun.
Just scan the bookshelves at any bookstore: Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World that Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain, Quiet Impact: How to be a Successful Introvert by Sylvia Loehken, The Introvert Advantage: How to Thrive in an Extrovert World by Marti Olson Laney, are all bestsellers.
If you can prove me wrong then I'd be interested to know, but I feel indifferent about this.
I feel that everything in life requires balance and in order to get a girl to like you, you should be yourself, be mindful of ways to improve yourself, and strike a balance between acting like a jerk and on the contrary, a 'wet noodle' who is no challenge whatsoever.people who lack the drive to improve themselves fear others who do who become conscious of their own actions and strive to perfect them, typically working to censor them and stop them to prevent competition and declining options for themselves (e.g., you will rarely have a successful career woman who's had to tooth and claw her way to success and improve herself dramatically stand and accuse you of being manipulative for learning seduction, though you will often have a girl who dropped out of high school and works at the local taco shop fly into a frenzy over how "manipulative" men like you are, presuming of course that she doesn't actually know you and is instead setting you up in her mind as some diabolical "other").
There were the six or eight drives I took to visit my then-girlfriend in grad school.
I had moved to San Francisco in late May and was commuting 45 minutes south to Palo Alto every day.
For my first month there I drove in a rental car, an expense costing me a good a day.
Not a month after I bought it, I was puking in my own lap while driving home a girl the morning after the first time we had sex.
(I was absurdly hungover, took a sip of juice and everything came out.