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The G Manifesto Awards, The Best of 2009

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Here are the 2nd G Manifesto Awards. The 1st G Manifesto Awards, are here: The G Manifesto Awards, The Best of 2007. I missed 2008 as I was busy swooping girls and had a little street War to contend with at the time. (Also check out the Outlook for 2008, where I was like the Nouriel Roubini of this Game s*it, of sorts).

Again, these Awards are places or things that I have been to or experienced in 2009. So don’t get itchy if your local nightclub in Cleveland doesn’t make the list.

Best International Nightlife City: Buenos Aires. Sure the place is slightly overrun by Bankers and everyone is starting to go there, but the nightlife, fly girls, hours of operation, Vino and steaks make the place worthwhile.

Best US Nightlife City: New York City. Hands down. Honestly, though, it is more by default. Still, I have never been on VH1, but I Love New York.

Best Gentleman’s Club City: Las Vegas. Where else can you pull three fly exotic dancers out of a club before the ice starts melting in your first Goose and Soda?

Personally, being Beyond Undefeated in Las Vegas doesn’t hurt my opinion of the place. Notwithstanding, the Ed Hardy shirts, which is saying a lot.

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Best Comeback City: New Orleans. My love affair with New Orleans is well documented. This year was the first year since Katrina where the swagger seemed to return. Do as a G does; visit often and drop CASH.

Best High-Action City: Tijuana, Mexico. I wouldn’t exactly call it a love affair with Tijuana, but I have spent mad time there and turned mad dollars there. The place is actually a lot safer now than the papers would lead you to believe.

Best Gentleman’s Club: The Rhino. Still the Idol, the highest title, and numero uno like Special Ed.

Best Day Game City: Buenos Aires. The volume of fly girls for Street Game makes it hard to ignore.

Best Beach Locals: The Somali Pirates. These guys made the boys from The North Shore and The Bra Boys seem tame. They made mad dough, raged hard, protected their coast, swooped mad girls and even caused real estate bubbles in other countries. Hell, I have been seriously considering rolling down there and joining the fun. I wonder if there are some un-crowded points to be had to the brain?

Best International Restaurant: Restaurante Arzak in San Sebastian. Spain is really kicking out the best grinds right now. And Restaurante Arzak is top rank. I am frothing at the mouth thinking about it. Will be there again in May.

Best US Restaurant: Galatories. The best goddamn restaurant in America. I love how they even make President’s wait for a table.

Me?

I get top tier service.

Honorable Mention: Gramercy Tavern. I have to include this spot because of the first class treatment, pro-bono wine pours and the sweet breads. Nothing about it the meal was “so-so”, more like “fabuloso”. Additionally, I was politicking with this fly chick and digging her moves because she smooth and she choose to pay dues.

Best International Hotel: Four Seasons Hotel George V, Paris, France. Decadence since 1928. I really like the indoor pool surrounded by tromp l’oeil murals of the Versailles gardens.

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Best US Hotel: The Waldorf Towers, New York. The one bedroom Grand suites with the separate entrance are style and elegance defined. They are not cheap (about 5k), but they really do pay for themselves.

Best Fight: Juan Manuel Marquez VS Juan Diaz. Marquez proves once again how he is The G in a come from behind devastating knockout of an 80’s baby.

Also worth mentioning: Marcos Maidana destroying Victor Ortiz, Miguel Cotto’s gutsy win over Josh Clottey and Manny Pacquiao’s defeat of Miguel Cotto (fight was more competitive than many would believe).

Most Masterful Performance: Floyd Mayweather, Jr. VS Juan Manuel Marquez.

Best Blog: Roissy in DC. I would have said The G Manifesto, but that would have seemed rigged, right? In all seriousness, Roissy kicked out gem after gem almost every day of the year and truly transcended.

Best Forum: RooshV Forum. If you like traveling and swooping fly foreign girls, then this is your forum.

Best Blog to Book: “A Dead Bat in Paraguay” by RooshV. Here is the review: Roosh V’s New Book: A Dead Bat in Paraguay

Fighter of the Year: Manny Pacquiao. Nothing really else needs to be said.

Upset of the Year: 4-1 Underdog Sugar Shane Mosley’s destruction of Antonio Margarito. Shane fought a perfect fight, great jab, perfect straight right over the top, fought dirty and fought at the perfect distance. Ring Generalship personified.

Greatest Loss: Arturo Gatti. Alexis Arguello. Vernon “The Viper” Forrest. Sol Price. Rest in Peace.

Best Movie: Rise of the Footsoldier. Best movie of the Decade, in fact.

Best Hip-Hop Album: Four way tie. Wale’s Attention Deficit, AZ’s Legendary, Clipse’s Til the Casket Drops, Raekwon’s Only Built 4 Cuban Linx… Pt. II

Best Hip-Hop Track: I Hate My Job, Cam’ron. Nothing captured 2009 better than Cam’s “recession rap” track when most American’s were coming out with a pitiful rookerful of money.

Funny too.

Ayo I’m lookin’ for a job, ain’t nobody hiring,
Then I ask the boss, “when y’all doin’ firing?”

Great sample from Barbara Mandrell’s “Sleeping Single In A Double Bed”.

Best Break out Hip-Hop Artist: No, not Asher Roth or Drake. It’s Black Milk. “Losing Out” was enough to do it.

Best Soul Track and Album: Maxwell – Pretty Wings and BLACKsummers’night. The cat was gone for eight years. No wonder this decade was terrible. Come to think of it, anyone seen D’Angelo?

Side note: Keep an ear out for Sade’s Soldier of Love on 2010.

Best Artist: Doze Green. Reach out to me, I want to hook some pieces.

Best Actor: Mike Tyson in The Hangover.

Best Actress: Not sure. Probably some P0rn girl.

Best US Race Track: The Del Mar Racetrack. Once again, The Del Mar Racetrack is Southern California’s saving grace.

Best Heist: The Dinnertime Bandit said it best, “Without a shadow of a doubt, the $65 million heist in London in August. They weren’t the most intelligent criminals, but for absolutely balls, and thinking big, they get the rewards.”

Woman of The Year: Ashley Alexandra Dupré. It is truly amazing how this girl has kept her mouth shut (so to speak) for the entire year. She deserves all the props in the world, and a shining beacon of hope for her self-absorbed peers of her generation.

Honorable Mention: Sonia Sotomayor

G of the Year: Joaquín Guzmán Loera. No one did it bigger in 2009 than “El Chapo”. Untouchable like Elliot Ness. Hell, he even came in at #701 on Forbes’ list of richest people in the world with an estimated net worth of $2 billion. A low estimate if I have ever seen one.

Till next year.

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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
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Sol Price, G Manifesto Hall of Fame, Rest in Peace

Sam Walton: Made In America

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Sol Price, a retail magnate who three decades ago altered both the American landscape and the American way of shopping by founding Price Club, the first nationwide members-only discount warehouse, died on Monday at his home in La Jolla, Calif. He was 93.

With Robert, Mr. Price started the first Price Club in 1976 in a cavernous former airplane parts factory in an unfashionable part of San Diego. The business, which offered consumer goods as varied as tires, books and household appliances at extremely low prices, proved to be the leading edge in the multibillion-dollar influx of discount big-box stores, among them Costco, BJ’s Wholesale Club and Sam’s Club.

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I am a couple of days late on this story, as I was busy swooping fly girls in the Caribe, getting mad shoulder rubs, while puffing on Marlboro Gold’s.

I was deeply saddened by the news of Mr. Price’s passing, as I have some ties to the family. My heart goes out to them.

A True G, top tier biz cat, Democratic powerhouse and always gave back. And did it with Style. People’s Champ if the ever was one.

The main lesson from him: Keep overhead to an absolute minimum.

You know your G when Sam Walton bites your steez:

One of the chief beneficiaries of Mr. Price’s legacy, Sam Walton, acknowledged the debt in his 1992 memoir, “Made in America” (Doubleday, 1992; with John Huey). Mr. Walton, the founder of Wal-Mart and Sam’s Club, wrote, “I guess I’ve stolen — I actually prefer the word ‘borrowed’ — as many ideas from Sol Price as from anybody else in the business.”

Rest in Peace.

Sam Walton: Made In America

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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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Orange County’s Top Bachelor

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I hate Orange County.

But that is neither Chronic Haze nor Rival’s Graves.

Let me tell you a little story:

A few years ago, I knew a cat that was voted Orange County’s Top Bachelor by the major weesh Orange Curtain publication. Cover shot, full color spread, article, you know, the works.

And truth be told, the guy had some Game. Smooth cat, strong swoop resume (albeit local), flipped bricks on the low, successful legitimate brick and mortar biz, fly crib in Newps, fat pocket etc.

But that is really the whole thing; just because someone has Game doesn’t mean they can go up against your humble author. I have made a career out of treating even legit “players” like Manny Pacquiao treated Ricky “The Hitman” Hatton.

Anyways, unfortunately for Orange County’s Top Bachelor, I didn’t really like him.

One night I saw his main girl (fly, rich, smart, parents with cribs on Spyglass and Lido Isle etc) at a bar in CDM.

I Cold Swooped her cold.

Had a full relationship with the girl; first kiss, first swoop, argument, got back together, and break up, all taking place in under 6 hours.

G Manifesto Tip: Always collapse time frames.

The papers the next day read: Michael Porfirio Mason KO over Orange County’s Top Bachelor.

Once Orange County’s Top Bachelor found out I swooped his girl and twisted his wig, he tried talking trash about me. I approached him like a an old-school Gentleman. He backed down.

Now, I come from the streets, the underworld and the boxing world. So my question is this:
If I defeat Orange County’s Top Bachelor, doesn’t that make me Orange County’s Top Bachelor?

Shouldn’t that crappy publication come calling to me and throw me on the cover? (I would respectfully decline, of course.)

Either way, I have one more question for “players” that go against me:

Would you rather be cremated or buried?

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Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA GFK, Jr.
AKA The Sly, Slick and the Wicked
AKA The Voodoo Child
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http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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The Las Vegas Litmus Test

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Here is a great “litmus test” for girls you swoop in Las Vegas:

So you swoop a fly Las Vegas girl out of the Gentleman’s Club du jour or the most en vogue “Ultra Lounge”* back to your $1000 per night**, Down Economy priced, Salon Suite (1,890 square feet of decadence) at Wynn Las Vegas.

Just as you enter your room, make sure you “read” your girl (or girls) reaction (or reactions) if you Pulled a Vicky Cristina or Pulled a Trio.

From my extensive, un-official case study, you will get one of two responses:

1. She will gasp in amazement from the splendor of the room and stunning views of the Las Vegas Strip. Her eyes will then stare back at you and her you will notice her heart skip a beat. And she will start to fall and euphoria takes over.

2. You will get a “business as usual” look that says, “I have been in a room like this a million times before”. She might even walk directly to the half-champagne bottle in the mini-bar and not even bother with the view of the Strip. Most likely, she will just casually toss her Judith Leiber Emerald-Cut Full Bead Minaudier on the multi-sectional sofa. There will be no delirium.

Response number one equals: a potentially “decent” girl, new to town, most likely younger.

Response number two equals: a potential “pro”, been in town too long, most likely older.

There is no surer way to tell what your girl is all about than The Las Vegas Litmus Test.

Post swoop, number two might also tell you a story about “how she is behind on rent”. Go Pure Game because you aren’t the one.

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Either way, commence to swoop with either type of girl.

* I don’t know why these weesh nightlife directors in Las Vegas insist on coming up with names for things like “Ultra Lounges”. Relax, it is just a lounge.

** This is what the room will most likely cost you. I get upgraded pro-bono.

Other side note:

I haven’t completed my un-official case study on Encore Las Vegas. Not enough data yet. I will post when I have conclusive results.

Another side note:

This Litmus Test is best performed while Custom Suited Up.

Check out these G Manifesto data sheets on Las Vegas:

The Blueprint of a Perfect Night in Las Vegas

Las Vegas Thoughts

Impeccable Technique: Vegas Beyond Undefeated

Guest Manifesto: Las Vegas in Summertime

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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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Guest Manifesto: 12 Tips on “Dating” Russian Models

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High Heels and Dirty Deals

I’m lushin Russian women, via satellite I’m watchin
I dare a n-gga say he want to battle me, I’ll crush ya
Even blind girls rush next to Hammera and scream out
“Oh my gosh, get the camera
~ Slick Rick (w/Rae), Frozen

These Russian Models (FTV, FYI) are mad, mad fly and I’ve been running into them (so to speak) more and more on the international scene. The distinguishing feature about Russian women is they are women in every inch. They dress for men, they expect gentlemen to be gentlemen, and they don’t take any bullshit. Unlike other haute couture model types, these enigmatic girls have a unique modus operadi that I dig. Or maybe it’s the sinister accent. Maybe it’s the ice cold attitude.

So cold I need theraflu,
I’m so high I need parachutes,
I’m error proof, I’m never spooked,
and my suit, heaven blue.

Let me share with you some personal maxims I live by when swooping these krutay dorogaya’s… check the technique so you can come correct:

• You have to have G appeal. Scratch that, you have to be G… 24/7

• Always be a polite and well-mannered G. Real Russian women dislike men being rude and ill-bred.

• You are intimidated by nothing. Fearless. (Russian woman do not tolerate weesh suckas.)

• Illicit substances are a bonus.

• Thick bankrolls & pockets stuffed like Thanksgiving; ability to flash cash like Coltrane brass, but not sweatin’ it like trendsetting it. (side note: don’t count $$ in front of them — cream on the inside, clean on the outside.)

• Grits. Keep it pugilistic (or ballistic, in the case of my .38 snubby), ie. Must be able to kick-ass in a fight, because with girls this fly it’s gonna go down (frequently) with douchebags attempting to cramp your style.

• You have to be able to drink like a man, as in, you have to be able drink more vodka than a Russian Grizzly bear (and still be able to handle yourself). Zapoi.

• Russians, much like the French, have an admiration for outlaws, mafioso types and G’s.

• Your greatest strength is also your greatest weakness.

• Stay unpredictable (but thinking of a Master Plan, like Chilly Tee said, gotta keep ahead, gotta keep my head).

• Don’t supplicate (I’m not even sure that word exists in Russian vocabulary).

• Aggressive, yet mellow and cool.

They look at me as that cat that know how to box, know about glocks, know about runnin’ from cops and switchin’ up spots.

High Heels and Dirty Deals

~ Tafari
aka The Poster Boy
aka Fly Fresh to Def
aka Xoroshen Ochen

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Get out my shit, Please let me be, I don’t see why — you KGB
Why you gotta be all up on me like that, Trying to get over
like a fat rat, but I understand — I’m a woman in the land of hip-hop
And the shit don’t stop, it goes on, on, on, on
You see the shit don’t stop till the break of dawn
And now who makes it liver than a hip-hop, scuba diver, chillin with
a pina colada, kidada hooked me up with Tommy now I gotta
lot of gear from everywhere that I’d like to share (yeah right!)
[MC Lyte]

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Kukla – Seroga