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McP’s Irish Pub, Coronado: Navy SEAL Sniper Chris Kyle Knocks Out Jesse Ventura?

Believe it or not, I was watching Fox News the other night (I sometimes do for a few minutes just to see how idiot Americans think) and caught a clip of chickenhawk coward Bill O’Reilly interviewing Navy Seal Chris Kyle, who has something like 200 sniper kills. Great.

However, right at the beginning of the interview, O’Reilly starts talking about a section of the book that Chris Kyle is peddling where Kyle supossedly punched and dropped Former Governor, former Navy Seal and former Mongol, Jesse Ventura.

He also goes on to slander Ventura pretty bad when he says Ventura told him, “You deserved to lose a few (Navy Seals), over there.”

Keep in mind that O’Reilly has beef with Ventura and starts spazzing like a little girl with a brand new Barbie doll when Kyle recounts the story. Peep it:

Right off the bat, this story seems a little shaky.

Now, I know Coronado, I have been going there since I was a young pup. I know the place like the back of my hand.

My Godfather is a main gun there on the “in the shadows” tip. He once came out of the shadows for a brief period, and that is all I will say on the matter, as it would be easy to figure out his identity.

My 2nd best running partners grandfather is a Coronado legend. And worldwide legend. And that is all I will say on that as well.

Suffice to say, I know Coronado, California and some of my earliest memories as a child were visiting my Godfather, The Hotel Del and the beach there.

Initially, I wouldn’t deny that this happened, but in Coronado, if there is a fight (or any type of crime) trust me on this one, police will be involved. (California is a Police State now after all.)

Here is Venturas response to the accusations:

Exclusive: Jesse Ventura Demands Fox Retraction for Sniper’s Lies 1/3

Here are a few more of my thoughts after listening to Ventura’s side of the story:

1. Basically, what the guy describes is sucker punching an older guy and running. Not really brag worthy.

2. He slanders Ventura pretty bad. I know Ventura is anti-war (like pretty much everyone I know who served in a war), but it seems completely out of character that he would say that “you deserve to lose a few men”.

3. In the age of cell phone cameras and TMZ, and everything else weesh that our modern day society has cooked up, it is hard to think this wasn’t captured by someone. Or in the news. Especially in Coronado.

4. I am pretty good at reading people, I have had to be in my line of work, and from Ventura’s voice, it doesn’t sound like he is lying. The younger cat gives off strange energy and body language. Maybe he just got back from Iraq, so maybe that is why. I would have to know more details, but if I had to bet money, the younger cat seems a little more shaky.

5. He is selling a book.

Now, it just so happens that I went to Coronado today to drop off an “envelope” to my Godfather and listen to his infinite wisdom for a couple of hours. The first time I have been Coronado since December of last year.

So I decided to step into McP’s Irish Pub (the site of the alleged incident) and get a Guinness and one of their Reubens that I like (I have probably been here 10-15 times before in my life).

After asking around a little about this story, and talking with people I know (I keep friends in high and low places and have eyes and ears everywhere), I can say with 99.9% accuracy (I wasn’t there after all) that Chris Kyle’s story is completely false.

Side note:

I have the utmost respect for those who have served in the military. Almost all my family has. My Father has. My Godfather has. I support the troops 110%.

And trust me, Navy SEAL are cats that you don’t want to mess with.

I have some Navy SEAL brawl stories, some hilarious, that I might share down the road.

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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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Wack Style: Guys And Little Dogs

“That fake Al Capone sh*t we don’t condone. I am about to turn this whole Game into a funeral home”. – Keith Murray

We already know that America is on a heavy downslide.

It always amazes me when I get back to The States from my travels around the world is how many guys in America are walking little dogs.

It’s pathetic, from a Style standpoint, and annoying because, I am trying to get my roadwork in and get to my Boxing Gym. The little dogs are never trained and clog up the sidewalk.

If you think about it (which I try not to), it is either guys actually wanting little dogs as pets, or guys walking the little dogs of their girlfriends as a slave favor.

Both options are despicable.

Keep in mind, I don’t really condone the phoney goateed, sleeve tatted steez cat, thinking he is causing a crime wave with his pitbull either.

But honestly, I feel less nauseous after drinking 20 Goose and sodas and eating 3 quesadillas with extra guac than I do after seeing a guy walking a little dog.

Someone has to put a stop to this.

I am kind of surprised that The Chinese or The Russians don’t just make a move on US now while we are at our weakest.

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And I always thought that girls with little dogs was a big sign that the Apocalypse was coming.

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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

KEITH MURRAY U Aint No Gangsta

New Years Eve: Night Game

I am going to give away another butter Game secret for my fellow budding International Playboys on the rise out there:

Now it is well documented that I don’t go out on New Years Eve.

However, like 6 or 7 years ago, one of my friends rolled over to my crib on New Years Eve and said, “We are rolling out tonight”.

I said, “You already know the only night I won’t go out during the year is New Years Eve. I have been out 12 of the last 14 nights swooping mad girls. Where were you? Don’t bring this weak sh*t to me”.

He responded, “You will want to go out tonight. Our friend XXXX has got this club locked down. Mad girls. We are rolling.”

I cracked a little, “No issues getting in?”

“None” he said.

“You sure you got it locked?”, I said.

“No doubt”, he said.

“Ok, let me call my driver. I am not f*cking around with catching cabs on New Years. Too many wack people out”.

Fast forward a few hours and we get to the club.

Full Mayhem. Fire Marshal there. I should have guess it.

“Call your boy, who has this place “on lock”. He should be able to get us in, right?” I told my friend.

Fast forward 10 min.

His buddy who supposedly had sh*t on lock came out of the club and said, “There is nothing I can do, I am really sorry Michael, Fire Marshall and all, I promise I will make it up to you.”.

I should have known. In fact, I did know, and I was almost frothing at the mouth.

“What should we do now?” my idiot friend said.

(Side note: my friend actually is smooth as f*ck. Real strong resume. Probably a top 50 player in all of America. Still, he was really throwing up airballs that night).

I take control of the night:

“We are going to my ‘Local Bar’ AKA The Gentleman’s Club that I have on lock. “I need a drink. Let me call my driver again.”

Fast forward 10 minutes.

We arrive at my Gentleman’s Club, slap five with the valets, say “what up” to the hostess girl (free entry of course) slap five with the bartender and settle in for a cocktail.

We both look around:

We are the only two customers in the place.

And about 18 dancers working.

9 girls to one. Solid ratio.

Let’s just say a we had better things on the agenda that night than a “New Year Kiss”.

Moral of the story:

If you absolutely have to go out on New Years Eve, go to a Gentleman’s Club.

Or a legit, and I mean a legit Mansion Party.

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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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Tina Turner – Private Dancer

New Years Eve: Day Game

“I bring a total eclipse when the darkness falls, most of you so called thugs chill in shopping malls.” – Unusual Suspects

Here is a little secret that I have know for years that I want to give to everyone:

December 31st is the best day of the year for Day Game.

Let me say that again so it will sink in:

December 31st is the best day of the year for Day Game.

I stumbled upon this years ago by accident.

I was in Beverly Hills on Rodeo Drive and I stopped to get a double espresso and have a smoke.

Looking around, all I saw was fly girls rolling around looking to buy outfits to wear on NYE.

So I just posted up and started chopping. I remember I heisted something like 12 phone numbers in a short order and ended up closing most of them up over the course of January.

There are literally zero guys around on that day. Guys are doing whatever guys do that day; watching team sports? Eating nachos? Playing video games? Buying skinny jeans? Buying Glittery T-shirts? Who knows what the hell “regular guy” does these days? And who cares?

But there are no guys out.

Only girls.

Make sure you hit up a high end shopping district (I don’t do malls unless I am in Colombia) and enjoy.

And yes, I do accept thank you cards.

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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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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New Years Eve: The Tale of Two Economies

“Every charitable act is a stepping stone toward heaven.” – Henry Ward Beecher.

People always seem to ask me, “What are you doing on New Years Eve?”

I have addressed this multiple times in the past:

What does a G do on the Holidays?

What Does a G do on New Years?

Hell, half the reason I write this site is so people wont waste my time with stupid questions.

But that is neither here nor there.

This year again, I skipped New Years Eve, and instead plotted and schemed while everyone else was partying.

I also like making moves when others are playing. And play when others are working.

On New Years Day, I woke up early, Entered The Dragon and Gave Back to The People in the form of food for the homeless.

On the Dolo Creep. Custom Suited Down, of course, Champion of The People Style.

The interesting thing was after hanging with the homeless for a few hours, on my way back home, I had to take a piss so I went into a decently fly boutique hotel near my crib.

The contrast was striking: People without a care, slapping on I-phones and I-pads like monkeys with no idea of the world around them.

I am not sure what this all means, but it did have an effect on me.

Giving back to The People always does.

It is a real soulful expeirence and I recommend it for all the younger G’s out there getting into “The Life”

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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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

Jimmy Cliff – Give the people what they want

Jon Roberts Of Cocaine Cowboys Dies

​Jon Pernell Roberts, the megasmuggler featured in the documentary Cocaine Cowboys, has died at the age of 63.

Supposedly they are making a film of his life starring Marky Mark. So you know it will be wack.

Stick to the movie Cocaine Cowboys if you want the real dope (so to speak).

Here is a good NPR interview recently with Jon Roberts about his new book American Desperado: My Life–From Mafia Soldier to Cocaine Cowboy to Secret Government Asset
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Jon Robert’s Interview (Click Here)

Miami Lifestyle

Roberts returned from Vietnam to New York with screws and a metal plate in his head — the aftermath of an explosion. By the time he was 20, he was one of New York’s biggest nightclub impresarios, rubbing shoulders with everyone from Jimi Hendrix to John Lennon.

But after a business partner turned up dead and an informant told the police Roberts was involved, he hightailed it to sunny Miami. The year was 1975.

“When I first came to Miami, I wasn’t smuggling: I was like all the other dealers on the street just trying to make a living, and it got to a point where I had so much business that these people just couldn’t supply me,” he says.

That’s when Roberts shifted from being a drug dealer to a drug importer for the Colombian Medellin cartel.

Importing paid well: By the end of 1976, Roberts says he was moving 50 kilos of cocaine worth $500,000 or more a month. Roberts was living it up: He had half a dozen servants, a Porsche, multiple houses, dozens of race horses and friends in high places, including the Colombian drug lord Pablo Escobar.

The U.S. government labeled Roberts the “American Representative” of the Medellin cartel; he became known as “the bearded gringo” on Miami’s streets.

Roberts and a few American partners created a highly advanced drug-smuggling system that included secret airfields, listening posts to eavesdrop on Coast Guard communications, and homing beacons for tracking cocaine shipped by sea.

“We ended up getting, up by Tampa, a 450-acre farm and it was all surrounded by trees and we put two runways in there and we put hangars in for the planes to go in,” Roberts says.

Their drug-smuggling schemes stymied the U.S. government for nearly a decade.

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Desperado at twilight

Death came for Jon Roberts, the infamous cocaine cowboy, on Dec. 28 at age 63, after a long battle with cancer. But his public career as a charming monster is just beginning

A true-crime memoir, “American Desperado” (Crown; $28), written with journalist Evan Wright, has just been published. In Hollywood, director Peter Berg and star Mark Wahlberg are developing a movie based on his exploits.

Dying at his ease in Fort Lauderdale in the company of a devoted younger spouse and his 11-year-old son Julian, product of an earlier marriage, was an improbable end for a man who never repudiated his lifelong philosophy that “evil is stronger than good.”

“How many times have I encountered a crooked politician who wants to establish he’s a nice guy, or a killer who wants you to think he’s a good guy at heart,” says Wright. “I was fascinated because here is a guy who has done monstrous things and he’s not trying to portray himself as a nice guy or a victim.”

As Roberts tells Wright in “American Desperado,” “I might be a sociopath. Most of the time I’ve been on this earth I’ve had no regard for human life. That’s been the key to my success.”

If “American Desperado” is to be believed, Jon Roberts beat people to death in New York, skinned enemy POWs alive in Vietnam, and helped a future CIA agent murder famed mobster Meyer Lansky’s stepson in Miami – with Lansky’s approval.

Roberts first came to national attention as one of the stars of “Cocaine Cowboys,” a Miami-produced documentary that was a surprise hit in 2006. The film details the early 1980s, when Miami became a nearly lawless place awash in cocaine, violence and corruption.

As an American representative of the Medellin Cartel, Roberts helped import some $2 billion worth of cocaine into South Florida, working with infamous figures like Albert San Pedro, Pablo Escobar, Bobby Seal, Max Mermelstein and Bobby Erra.

“He’s a killer,” says Wright, author of the acclaimed Iraq War book, “Generation Kill.” “The notion that Jon is a monster because he kills people doesn’t disqualify a person in my code of life. He’s a killer — let’s move on from there. Let’s find out more.”

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Jon Roberts, Smuggler in Cocaine Cowboys, Dies

Last night, I spoke to Roberts’ smuggling partner and costar in Cocaine Cowboys, the laid-back and quirky Mickey Munday, with whom he had epic disagreements. The last time Munday saw Roberts, he recalls, was at a Miami restaurant with Peter Berg — where the cancer-stricken old criminal vowed to kill Munday before he kicked the bucket: “Before I go, I’m going to get you.”

“I told him: ‘If I had a bucket list, I might put that blonde over there on it,’” Munday says. “‘But not whacking somebody who’s known me for 25 years.’”

“I always thought that he would beat this, I really did,” Munday told me. “If anybody could, it was him, because he’s the meanest son of a bitch I knew. If cancer could get to him it could get to anybody.”

Munday later texted me, referring to Roberts’ nemesis Mermelstein, who also died of cancer: “I hope Jon is kicking Max from one end of Hell to the other.”

Source

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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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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A Subtle Way To Prevent Girls From Falling Too Hard For You

In the past, we covered How to Un-Pick up Girls. (Mad Innovative and futuristic. Even most “top” players will only start incorporating those moves in 5-7 years).

Here is a move straight out of The Chambers of The G Manifesto to prevent girls from falling too hard for you:

If you are anything like me and you travel the world, do a lot of “math”, and accomplish it all while Custom Suited Down, you are going to have girls fall for you. And fall hard.

One way to stop this from happening is to tell girls after you swoop them, that you “hate” celebrating holidays.

You see, girls are completely brainwashed by society and “love” holidays.

Ever met a girl that didn’t absolutely love the holidays? Yeah, me neither. They don’t exist.

Telling a girl that you “hate” holidays is somewhat like telling a little kid that the Easter Bunny isn’t real; it blows their whole foundation up.

After the shock waves settle, girls start viewing you as “not relationship material”, which is exactly what you want them to think.

And let’s face it, American Holidays are weesh.

Lets’ break a few of them down:

New Year’s Day/Eve – If you really want to party, you don’t need society to tell you when. And it’s better to do it on a day when every dork is partying and The Police State is in full force. New Years Eve very well could be the only night of the year where I won’t go out at night.

Thanksgiving Day – I like turkey as much as the next cat, and I love mashed potatoes like any good half Irish kid does, but I can have a big meal with my family anytime.

Christmas Day – If you really want to give a gift to someone, you can do it August 1st. Or March 12th. Or…you get the broken picture.

April Fool’s Day – Kind of funny. Also, kind of tired.

Chinese New Year – Maybe would be smooth if you were in Hong Kong or Macau or somewhere. In America? Weesh.

Cinco de Mayo – Phony holiday created by the beer companies. And I can’t stand Tequila (drank a whole bottle to the brain as a kid and I still can’t even smell the stuff). I will pass like Jim McMahon.

Halloween – If you are a “Monster” like Cody, everyday is Halloween.

Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday – Not too bad, but I would never do again. (And it wasn’t my choice to do it the time I did).

Mother’s Day – I do celebrate this one.

St. Patrick’s Day – Green beer? Come on. And this is from someone who’s Father was born in Northern Ireland. Belfast.

Valentine’s Day – Might be the worst of the bunch.

Any questions?

This all being said, I do dig holidays in foreign countries. I love the week-long Spanish Festivals in Summertime. However, America is such a Police State that outside of Mardi Gras, we don’t have any week-long, all-night party holidays.

And I do enjoy Bastille Day.

Hell, the more I think about it, I love Bastille Day; surfing a beach break during the day, picking up on topless girls at the beach and then an all night party with E-Tabs and fireworks?

Count me in.

What do we have to do to get a beach/beautiful topless girls/Bean holiday cooking in America?

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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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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Travel Bum Show: The Cuba Prostitution Documentary

“Cuban women can take a compliment without sneering at you as though you offered them your entire soul.” – Andrew Lindy

A friend of mine recently sent me The Cuba Prostitution Documentary by Andrew Lindy.

This cat obviously has talent. It is pretty damn good.

It is not a documentary about “prostitution” Cuba per se (and I don’t mean Thomas Keller’s restaurant Per Se either), as in the guy pays money in exchange for sex, it is more about the cat trying to pick up girls in Cuba.

I have been thinking someone needs to do an Anthony Bourdain-style travel show for the swooping girls set.

It sometimes makes me wish I could get in front of a camera and bust something out. It would be probably the dopest video show on the Internet. But I never would for a host of reasons.

But that is neither here nor there.

Peep it:

The Cuba Prostitution Documentary from Travel Bum on Vimeo.

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Here is the trailer for The Travel Bum Show:

Travelbumshow.com Trailer from Jim Johns on Vimeo.

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

http://www.thegmanifesto.com