It’s no secret that I have spent a lot of time doing work during the last decade in different American cities. And it’s widely accepted that I have swooped fly girls from Hell’s Kitchen to Hollywood. But the truly amazing thing about the last few years, is how Nightworld has really drawn its battle lines between two groups; Hipsters and Douchebags.
Here is an EZ city by city guide on what you will encounter girl-wise and competition-wise in each city in Acirema:
New York City: 99% hipster. Heavy hipster stronghold.
Los Angeles: Heavy douchebag, but plenty of hipsters as well, depending on where you roll. Also, there is emerging a kind of West Coast Hipster-Douchebag fusion of sorts. Houchbags. Dipsters. (LA has the tendency of taking a bad thing and making it worse).
Chicago: Skewing more douchebag.
Phoenix: 100% douchebag. I am actually guessing, since I have never been to Phoenix. (If I am going to the desert, I am going somewhere with Casinos, mad Gentleman’s Clubs and decent restaurants ie Las Vegas). But I am also completely sure about this.
New Jersey: 100% Douchebag. Again, this is just a guess, as I have only used New Jersey as a piss stop between New York and DC.
San Diego: 50% douchebag (gaslamp is a douchbag garrison), 50% hipster (northpark is a hipster fortress). The beach there is a hipster-douchebag beach fusion. Beachbags and Bitchsters.
Philadelphia: 80% douchebag (although this is kind of a guess, I really only pass through here to grab the occasional Cheesesteak and the occasional sparring session). Update: I forgot, I also once spent a couple of nights at The Ritz-Carlton, Philadelphia and swooped some girls. Good to note that The Ritz-Carlton, Philadelphia is excellent for The No Cell Phone Service Move.
Miami Beach: 70% douchebag but some hipsters as well. I think it is too hot and humid for hipsters to flourish down here. They are too skinny and too pale.
Orange County: 100% douchebag. Real strong West Coast Douchebag turf.
Washington, DC: 99% hipster. Hipster mania in Dodge City. No glittery shirts here.
Las Vegas: 120% douchebag. Bastion of Douchebaggery. The Mecca of West Coast Douchebags.
Atlanta: I am guessing heavily skewed douchebag. It’s been awhile.
Seattle: I am guessing hipster bonkers. Only been once.
Texas: ?
And there you have it.
Side note: It has never really been my language to use the terms “Hipster” and “Douchebag” but I did here in an effort to make The G Manifesto accessible to more readers by using more mainstream speak.
In a featherweight unification bout at The Palms, Yuriorkis Gamboa (19-0, 15KOs) won a twelve round unanimous decision over Orlando Salido. Gamboa was quicker and better is almost every round. Gamboa suffered a flash knockdown in the eight round. He came back in the twelfth to send Salido down twice. On the second knockdown, Gamboa lost a point for hitting Salido while he was down. The scores were 116-109, 114-109 and 115-109.
Lightweight Brandon Rios (25-0-1, 18KOs) pulled off a minor upset with a dominating performance to defeat previously undefeated Anthony Peterson (30-1, 20KOs) by way of a seven round disqualification. After a good first round, Peterson lost his focus and began to brawl with Rios, the much bigger and stronger man. In the fifth, Rios dropped Peterson with a counter hook. In the sixth, Peterson landed a series of low blows to lose two points. In the seventh Peterson landed another series of low blows and the ref had no choice but to call for the DQ.
Yuriorkis Gamboa continues to impress with a showdown with Juan Manuel Lopez on the horizon. Gamboa really needs to keep his hands up though.
Washington, DC’s own Anthony Peterson appeared to have a meltdown in the ring. You wouldn’t know it from the fight, but Peterson actually has good movement and a good jab. I have no idea why he decided not to use them.
In other boxing news, Floyd Mayweather Jr. and Ricky Hatton had a rough week. But we don’t need to get into all that negativity here. Doing a little blow is not the end of the world.
On a positive note, Devon “The Great,” Alexander will be fighting Timothy “The Desert Storm” Bradley. Should be an excellent boxing match for purists.
Gamboa and Lopez interviews
The Rest is Up to You…
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
FIDEL Castro makes Wilt Chamberlain seem lame. While the NBA legend bragged he’d bedded 20,000 women, the Cuban dictator slept with 35,000, according to an upcoming documentary. “He slept with at least two women a day for more than four decades – one for lunch and one for supper. Sometimes he even ordered one for breakfast,” an ex-Castro official named “Ramon” tells filmmaker Ian Halperin. “I don’t think he would have stayed on as long as he did if not for all the incredible women he had access to as president.” Castro’s security would comb Havana beaches each day recruiting the hottest babes.
“The curious little talent that I happen to possess—the ability to hypnotize a woman with words—very seldom lets me down. It is not, of course, done only with words. The words themselves, the innocuous, superficial words, are spoken only by the mouth, whereas the real message, the improper and exciting promise, comes from all the limbs and organs of the body, and is transmitted through the eyes. More than that I cannot honestly tell you about how it is done. The point is that it works. It works like cantharides. I believe that I could sit down opposite the Pope’s wife, if he had one, and within fifteen minutes, were I to try hard enough, she would be leaning toward me over the table with her lips apart and her eyes glazed with desire. It is a minor talent, not a great one, but I am nonetheless thankful to have had it bestowed upon me, and I have done my best at all times to see that it has not been wasted.”
—The Visitor by Roald Dahl
This quote reminded me of how I really learned how to swoop fly girls. It was back when I was a young proto-type G and I went to France for four months or so. Back then, my French was pretty sub-par, so I had to pick up girls using mad non-verbals.
Thankfully, I was chilling on the beaches of Pays Basque, smoking shish, and surfing, so the girls I was swooping were top notch, fly French topless girls.
The point I am trying to make is that when I got back to the USA, I realized that if I could swoop fly French girls without even speaking the language, I would kill it back stateside with English speaking girls. And I did.
So if you really want to Learn How to Swoop Fly Girls, go to a country where you don’t speak the language.
Sure beats spending the money taking a “bootcamp” from some guy with an Ed Hardy shirt, black painted fingernails and goggles on his head.
Additionally, you can wack down some foie gras, some Bordeaux, some Gauloises and work on your Mute Airs in some bowling Golfe de Gascogne beachbreak.
(Going to France soon.)
The Rest is Up to You…
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
The Guide to Getting More out of Life
