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penance · #1 04-26-2009, 08:53 PM

I know this shit is long...but if you are considering between RSD and Love Systems...you have to read this.

My story:

About two years ago, late on a Friday night alone at home (which was a common theme for me) I was flipping through channels bored as hell. It just so happened, as I was scrolling through my channel guide, I saw a show called “The Pick-Up Artist” on VH1. Too lazy to hop on the computer for porn, I guess I was hoping there would be some hot chick I’d spank it to. By now, I’m sure everyone in the community has heard of the show that blew the secret off the “secret” society. Well I didn’t end up jerking off to it (was scared jerking off to the cross dressing Mystery would make me gay), but it fucking flipped my world inside out and upside down. After watching the show, of course, like every other AFC that saw the show, I had to try this shit out.

The following week, I end up going out to a club in Baltimore with some of my nerd friends (I love em, but damn they can be lame). So I pick a line off the show (dental floss) and was going to bust it out and fucking close a chick for the first time in god knows how long. By the way, I didn’t tell any of my friends about the show and was just going to impress them with all the hot chicks I landed. So heading into the club with rap music fucking blaring through the speakers, packed with people shoulder to shoulder, strobe lights going on and off all over the place, the place is loaded with women. After about 30 minutes of staring at different women, I pick the girl (an 8). She’s the blonde standing over by the bar in a hot little black dress with red heels looking like she ready for me to come over there grab her, take her into the bathroom and give her the fucking she was waiting for. At that very moment, my heart starts beating out of my chest, I start sweating like I’m a fucking 400lb guy walking up 10 flights of stairs, and I become very aware of beer my friend spilled on me 10 minutes earlier that makes me look like I pissed myself . So I walk up next to her, about to say the line, and she looks over at me and I freeze (like a sweaty deer in headlights). We make eye contact for about 3 seconds and I turn to the bartender, order my normal jack and coke, and walk a way like the chode I was. And stand against the wall with the rest of my companions.

What the fuck just happened??? Needless to say, I don’t think that set went very well. So what did I need to do to improve, I knew the answer… Tivo the rest of the season of the Pick-Up Artist. That worked about as well as me a Turtle getting laid without Vince Chase.

Over the next few months, I spend hours everyday researching shit online, reading the Game by Style, and numerous books that are listed on forums and in the book. But I never get over approach anxiety and could never find the right words to say. Once in a blue moon, under the right circumstances (not too loud, the right song, an “approachable” set, with a perfect canned line for the situation) I open a set, but cannot nail any sort of real hook.

What is going on, what can I do to get over this shit and get that grade “A” pussy I’m looking for (you know the kind that taste like ice cream, not the shitty off brand stuff, but the Häagen-Dazs of pussy).

I finally decide to put some really value behind all of the teachings I had learned, I need in the field experience. THAT IS THE ONLY WAY TO IMPROVE YOUR GAME. And for me to actually do that, I need some pushing me to open. In February of 08, I signed up for the San Francisco boot camp with RSD. This is going to the life altering training I need to break out of my chodeness, and release the inner alpha male.

RSD:

We are to meet at 7pm in a hotel lobby. I end up realizing who the other 2 students are, just by them having the same blank and nervous stare I had. My thoughts are racing and I’m scared shitless, but hey, 3 students to 1 instructor! This was going to be an awesome ratio, so much personal attention. The instructor shows up 7:25 (I was stressed, I was staring at my phone every 30 seconds, the only confidence I had to keep me in check was knowing I was in the right hotel cause the other two students were there.)

Finally, the PUA shows up, we begin to have our pick-up information given to us in the busy hotel lobby. He tells us to throw away everything we had learned as it was all shit. Canned lines never work; you have to become a natural now to be success with women, due to the book and the show fucking up the canned approaches. That totally makes sense, I get that. So what do I do? Be unreactive, assert dominance, give value, have core confidence. Ok great, how do I do that? The answer I received was defining what they were not demonstrating or giving examples so I couldn’t apply it to any actions or words. But fuck it, I’m going to try and do whatever I think it means. He’s the PUA, he gets paid for this, he knows what he talking about, right?

So before we head out, we get the rules. One of the first rules was that we could not ask the instructor to open a set. And which we never got to seem him do. He used having a girlfriend as an excuse. Another was “No game talk in the field” With that out of the way, we head to a nice upscale lounge and the night begins. He tells me to walk up to every set I see. I go, and immediately get blown out of the first set I approached, I return and ask what I did wrong and he replies “No game talk” and pushes towards another set. After 4 more blow outs, the night just began to grow dimmer and dimmer for me. Eventually, it just felt like my instructor gave up on me, when I said “I have no fucking idea what to say”. His response was, “it doesn’t matter”. My problem with that answer was, if I could successfully talk to women, would I have this dreaded approach anxiety? The night ends, all three of us with an unsuccessful night.

We meet up in the afternoon the next day. And after spending 2 hours waiting on the third student (apparently the instructor didn’t have his number) we realize he jumped ship. 2-1 ratio now. By this point, regardless of the ratio, I was not feeling very confident. Game talk begins again. This time, he goes over a few more cores of pick-up, of course, neither of us had been successful with the previous night so it was about logical as yelling at a dog for burning the toast your grandmother cooked in the oven a week ago.

After we broke to rest and prepare for the night, I said to myself, “Do whatever it takes to open.” So I pump myself up in my hotel, get to the bar, and my good friend, “AA”, hits me again. The first night, I didn’t drink because I wanted to focus on my game. Not tonight…I start off by pounding 3 shots, by the end of the night, and about $100 worth of drinks later, I had open tons of sets. I have no idea if they were successful, what I said, what I did, or where I lost my phone, but I opened sets. So I figured out what I needed to do to open sets, just get plastered and make a complete drunken ass out of myself.

The next day, hung-over and without a phone, we meet and spend 4 hours in a restaurant talking about day-2’s and phone game. This had an actual structure and was what I was looking for the entire boot camp. Unfortunately, I still couldn’t open successfully, which is needed to a date or get a number.

Once I finally went home, which is in Baltimore (yes, I flew from MD to San Fran for the boot camp) I just decided, pick up is not for me and I will just have to look for “4” to settle for. (Which sucks cause I can hardly get my dick hard for a 4) For the next year, I just dropped everything from the game and went back to my lonely life scrolling the TV for hot chicks on Friday nights, too lazy to walk over to my PC to find something to spank it to.

Love Systems:

A year passes…

Of course, when I was heavy into the forums, I signed up for every mailing list possible on pick-up (I receive like 5 a day from different sites, like I’m sure most of you reading this do). I never look at them but something caught my eye, a boot camp coming to DC. Took a look at it, and just out of curiosity replied to get a few more details about it. Well, I got a call from one of the sales guys and decided, fuck it; I’ll give it a try.

This time, I was not expecting my life to be altered; in fact, I expected it to be a load of bullshit. The sales guy was saying it was going to be led by a guy named Braddock, according to the sales guy, “Probably the best PUA out right now” which I also assumed to be a load of shit and was just trying to sell me.

I head to the conference room (a little bit early) where the class portion will be, yes, there are actually three full classes of teaching pick-up. This is what I was looking for a year ago. So I became a little excited, but then I walk into the room where 18 chairs are set up, I’m the first person in the room. Oh shit, one instructor for 18 people, this is going to be hell, well it ends up only 8 students, but 2 instructors and 2 assistants. I liked the break down quite a bit.

The first day, Braddock and Big Business break down opening and transitioning, and throw in a few extra pointers to help us. It was a 5 hour class, with loads of good information. It seemed a little overwhelming, but it was the same information I had actually wished for and was seeking in the RSD boot camp. Braddock gave us some openers and routines, but said not to rely on them (salt & pepper). Before we broke, we were given our mission for the night, focus on opening and transitioning, don’t worry about getting blown out, and hit a lot of sets: don’t get stuck. It was magic…an objective that didn’t rely on outcome and focused on process.

That night everyone of us blew it up. I got blown out of the first few sets, but the instructors pointed out what I did wrong (body language, tonality, smiling). The openers they gave me provided me with enough confidence to approach. If I ever felt like I wasn’t sure what to do next, Calabrese just pointed at a set and said go. By the end of the night, I wasn’t even using canned openers because it just turned into a night of having fun. I approached at least 25 sets that night and hooked quite a few.

The next day Braddock, Big Biz, Calabrese, and Feet Sauce broke down our success and areas of opportunity. The layer process of learning continued, next we focused on disqualification, attraction, and kino. And at the end of class, another mission: play specific games we were taught, get numbers and closes.

Another successful night in the record book for me on night 2. Day three, another evaluation of the previous night and onto qualification, comfort, and the “birds and the bees” (a little differently than my dad taught me, but I would have fucking loved this version from him.)

By the end of the class, my outlook on pick up has done another 180 degrees and I respect it now and actually am not afraid to open sets. Yes, I still have work to do, but I actually am able to begin that work after I moved off of my sticking point. And I know what to do if I hit another sticking point.

Break Down:

RSD was about half the price of Love Systems. It seemed like a great idea at the time, because it was cheaper, but I ended up losing a year’s worth of pussy by taking the cheap way.

RSD has an extreme approach to the “natural” which can be great, but if you struggle with finding what to say it is not the way to go.

Love Systems broke information down and explained why stuff worked, how it worked, demonstrated it to us, and gave us feedback on what we were doing. There is a real process of learning involved.

If you do not have the money for a Love Systems class, and struggle with Approach Anxiety, do not bother taking any other course. Just save money until you can afford it.

By having more than 1 instructor, Love Systems could keep the class on course and could follow multiple students so one did not end up getting lost.

The energy of the instructors will keep any student going, motivated, and confident.

The best investment in myself I have ever made.

Mr M · #2 04-27-2009, 12:49 AM

Impressive. But having run a bunch of programs with Braddock (and we still do regularly), this review doesn't surprise me. Braddock knows how to run an incredible program. Braddock and I consider ourselves to be on the forefront of pick up, dating and teaching science. But its all about results and the results of our students speak for themselves (watch out for a few upcoming reviews about ex students pulling models and supermodels, and yes this happened, recently).

FEET SAUCE - I can't believe that you actually went with that name!! Hope you can make it London mofo.

Big Biz, Calabrese... that would have been one great bootcamp with you lads there. For anyone reading this, these guys are the shenigle. Often the glory of a successful bootcamp goes to the lead instructor (and some of it should), but instructors like Big Business and Calabrese and approach coaches like Feet Sauce (I still cant get over this name!!!) give 110%, have a mind blowing amount of skill in the field, are super knowledgeable and are a large part responsible for a successful program. These are the guys to know. You rock and I look forward to tangoing with you ladies again when I'm next over there.

Doc holiday would be proud. He's a good boy.

Daxx · #3 04-27-2009, 05:07 AM

HAHAHAHAH!!! FeetSauce, without a doubt, that springs one name & one name only to mind. That is so fucking funny!

Like Mr M said, I am not at all surprised in the slightest about this post.

Out of anything I've ever watched, read, listened to, a bootcamp with Mr M & Braddock is what had most impact on my success with not just women, but life in general. That doesn't mean don't listen to what anyone else says, because there are a lot of awesome coaches out there, but on my learning curve I just wish someone had told me to go to these guys first off. It would have saved me a hell of a lot of time & money. These two guys are the guys to go to if you're looking to get this shit sorted.

P.s. Larry is angry that he has not yet been mentioned in this post, he is also angry at everyone, always. What a good boy.

Im_vinny · #4 04-28-2009, 10:35 PM

Washington DC Bootcamp 24-26. Ok first off I told my girlfriend, parents, and friends I was going to a Dale Carnegie Seminar...... How to fuck friends and influence vagina =] if you go to a bootycamp you will probably make up some off the wall banter to save your ass to. My suggestion.... GO TO A BOOT CAMP!!! (keyword GO) I was just like everyone my initial reaction OMG 3000$$ dollars! Now for shits and giggles add up all the money youve spent going to clubs paying for girls drinks, taking girls you cant fuck out to dinner, paying for more drinks after you dont fuck her..... AGAIN.... and all the money you spend on porn... Yea if that didnt add up to over three thousands dollars then your probably not reading this post anyway =] Best investment Ive ever made.

Walking into the class friday I was trying to keep an open canvas attitude... the other students and I are all chatting it up with the normal I suck with woman TOO convos and the doors are suddenly opened... First comes in Feet Sauce, short in stature and overwhelming in presence...his handshake says it all. Next in Is none other then Braddock the fucking man of men... he comes in, his face completely swollen, black around the eyes and a swagger that says you should see the OTHER GUY! That IS FUCKING DEDICATION!!! Shortly following suit with a spring is his step comes Big Business... And all i can say is little package....... BIG BANG. if youve met him you know what im talking about. Everyone is shaking hands and all the students have a look in their eye like Jesus and the Apostles just came to break bread in the church of pick up. Were all seated waiting for Braddock to break bread when slyer then the devil himself walks in Calabrese... he makes butter look like a brillow pad. Class is now in session kids. You can read and read and read but what they teach is not found in a book. I know cause ive read them all..... The best way to describe it would be to look in your life and try to remember all the guys you knew that got all the hottest girls. Thats what they teach. Naturalism. Rebuilding you from the ground up. Whatever person you are, going in... will not be there when you come out. Starting with the basics the first night we removed all approach anxiety from our frail bodies and toned up with approach Experience (competence builds confidence). We all approached and transitioned at least 25 sets each. Now alot of us coming from the pick up artist age and wanting to ask opinion openers.... will swear by them but Braddock has instilled in me a balls first, bullshit later attitude of direct approach. With the tonality, body language, and specialty tools they give you anything is possible... My first night ended on fire... with 20 minute tongue fuck make out vagina rubbing fun. Michelle had the privilege to be my target....... Calabrese told me to bite her... (now there is a technique to this biting so dont go out and be like im_vinny said biting girls gets you sweeeeet make outs!! go to a boot camp and learn the technique) I bit her, isolated her and BAM!! ive made out with girls before but this was way easier then anything ive ever experienced. Childs Play. I bite girls now... and im proud of it! ....

Entering church the next afternoon ready for more bible studies I could feel something. Everyone in the room seemed a different, like a band of brothers after a battle on the beach. Class followed through with each of the instructors giving a hands on approach. We learned more detailed structure and at the end of the day all of us had enough goodies in our bag to put santa in the unemployment office. The night came quickly soon enough we were waiting in a line outside a club.... The smell of fresh meat in the air and the the leaders of the pack crowded around giving words of motivation. Were rearing to go... when out of nowhere Calabrese shouts out in a pungent dirty jersey accent at a 2 set of 8's "Hey who wants to get pregnant!?" the heavens opened up, the night parted and the two set smiled starting a conversation....(HOW THE FUCK DO YOU OPEN WITH THAT??? That was not a joke...im fucking serious)

With anything possible i suddenly found my self isolated with a 9 =] Big Business i can see in the background giving me a thumbs up.... encouragement feels great in the field. Im not a pro and eventually couldnt get the set where it needed to be but Calabrese was there to tell me what was going on, what i could of done better, and how to kick ass next time. So Feet Sauce told me to hit the next button and Braddock pointed like a general points out to his soldiers and gave the order to attack. Day three was not what you call routine class. We got to learn about ..... the cock flop =] A technique developed by natives in africa. Its very effective. Braddock is an excellent artist and drew a vaginal diagram for us to get down to business with an eye opening demonstration in seduction and comfort. I learned a shit ton and had a shit ton of fun. I could go on and on but you cant have all my experiences... those are mine... you need yours... you need a boot camp. It will change you. ..........The word Enthusiasm stems from the Greek, "En-Tae Theos" or "god within us" Braddock and team has this.... what ever you want to call that energy or aura he has it.... at two o clock in the morning hes jumping around still ready to give their students the world, and no it wasnt fucking caffeine. Through this these men give you the courage to stand up for what each of us deserves. A better life!! It was "GANGSTA" and im gangsta tired.... sincerely ...... student TURTLE

inc0gnit0 · #5 04-29-2009, 08:42 PM

The following is my review of Braddock’s boot camp in DC. It is fairly long, but I wanted everyone to know what they’re getting if they sign up. Names have been changed to protect the innocent, the not-so-innocent, and the downright guilty. If you are only concerned whether or not the boot camp was worth it feel free to skip to the end.

Background
Damn, $3000 is a lot of money for one weekend. I’m not hurting for income, but three grand will make a dent in my back account. Then again, how much is it worth to get my life in order? How much is it worth to make an investment that will last me the rest of my life. How much is it worth to never see a hot chick again and say “Fuck, I don’t know what to do or say”? Apparently, it’s worth about three thousand dollars according to the open market.

To help Braddock understand my situation I sent him an e-mail saying why I was going. I let him know that approach anxiety (AA) was my biggest concern. That I feel I have the lines down, but they’re worthless when you have trouble walking over to a girl just to ask for the time. I don’t know why this happens. It’s not that I have a constant fear of rejection, and a face slap, going through my head. All I know is an invisible shield goes up when I see an attractive girl, and my feet don’t move. If they do move it’s in the opposite direction of the girl I was looking at. After e-mailing Braddock I was pleased to see him respond by the next day. In that e-mail he told me to quit being such a fag. Hmmmm, I’m starting to wonder if I can get my $3000 back.

Day 1 seminar
After checking into the hotel I met Im Vinny. A man who had no problem with AA whatsoever. Very friendly, outgoing guy whom I don’t think really needed the boot camp. On the way down I saw a man standing about 6’4, wearing a short white stocking cap, a tight black shirt, and jeans that had more holes than a golf course. He also had the interesting feature of two black eyes that looked like he had applied too much mascara, and then watch Titanic. “There is no way that is not Braddock”, I thought. I decided to introduce myself.
“Hey there, are you Braddock”
“Yeah”
“Hi, I’m T, I’ve been e-mailing you.”
“Oh, nice to meet you,” said Braddock as he extended his hand for a firm shake,” You’re that pussy that has approach anxiety.”
Well, at least there was no doubt I had identified the right man.
(At this point in the story I will concede I am making some of this up.)

In the bootcamp we had Braddock, and three other approach coaches: Big Business, Calabrese, and Feetsalsa (That name, however, I did not make up). I will also be the 872 guy on this forum to state I was surprised at how small Bib Business was in stature. However, he more than made up for it in game as was pointed out by his shirt that said,” Attention Ladies: I enjoyed the Notebook”

We had a total of eight guys in the camp, but one of them was only there for the seminar and would not be joining us at night. So overall, a very good instructor to student ratio. Braddock began with an important mind frame. Come in with a clean slate. Forget whatever else you’ve heard, just have an open mind this weekend. He then proceeded to drop the f bomb at least 20 times in the first three minutes. Little did I realize this was a low count for him.

We began discussing some concepts such as Social Conditioning, Supplication, Boundaries, and the ever important Mental Masturbation. After that the real fun began. We learned some approach techniques, and then began practicing approach on each other. As gay as that sounds it was quite helpful to watch other men approach, and be able to tell what they did right and what they messed up on. Then it was my turn.

How did I do? Absolutely terrible. I was told repeatedly I had bad body language, my face twitched a lot, and that I sounded like a used car salesman. On top of that Braddock kept imitating he was giving a blowjob while I was practicing my approach (once again, that part is not made up). After about 15 practice runs Braddock sent me to practice with Big Business and two other students in the bathroom at the hotel. I was the only one who had to do this task. I went with Big Business and two students into the bathroom at the hotel to practice my approach. After about 10 to 15 runs we heard the toilet flush, and one of the hotel guests stepped out, and saw four dudes practicing pickup. Well, that’s what was happening, Lord only knows what he thought was happening.

Back inside the seminar room we began discussing the different types of openers: Situational, opinion, direct, and funny. We also talked about doing transition after the openers. In other words how to keep the women interested after you approach. Braddock taught us some cool tricks including a finger reading, and a hilarious chopping game that is awesome to see in person, but a bit difficult to describe in text. Class came to a close, and it was officially on.

Day 1 Night
Since I had struggled with opening during the class I practiced opening some sets on V. He gave me positive encouragement, but I didn’t quite have it perfected. Oh well, time to hit the streets. We met Braddock and the approach coaches at the bar. It only took about four minutes before they started pointing at sets saying “open” to students. I must say this class had a lot of balls, and never questioned any request from the coaches to open.
There weren’t enough girls for everyone to open in the main bar so we went upstairs. I spotted a three set consisting of two guys and one girl. “Open”, said Big Business. It was go time. I decided to play it safe, and I asked the set about good places to go in DC. The guy began giving me directions while the two girls disappeared behind him. I thanked him for the directions, and moved on. Not awful, but nothing to brag about.

I was then told to go wing for Im vinny as he was talking to a two set. We hadn’t discussed winging so I asked what to say. Big Business said,” Just go say ‘Are these old friends of yours’” I guess the K.I.S.S. (Keep it Simple Stupid) method applies to pickup too. It went OK, and we weren’t blown out, but nothing much came out of it. Then something interesting happened. Braddock came up, and said,” Ok, you, you, and you (pointing my way) come with me.” Im vinny, penance, and I were off to a new bar with Braddock and Calabrese. When we get there the orders immediately went out: Approach these girls, approach that set, talk to this girl. They don’t give you much time to catch your breath. Things actually went well, women were warming up, and I didn’t get blown out. At one point Braddock said,” Have you done a direct opener yet.” (This involves walking up to a girl and saying something as simple as ‘I just wanted to say hi’)

“No”, I responded.

“Go up to the girl at the bar and open her directly”, said Braddock.

“But her friends are blocking me”

“Move them out of the way”

Screw it, I’m not going to let Braddock down. So I pushed my way through her friends and said,” Hi, I just wanted to come over and say you are absolutely adorable.” Her face got red, and she said with the kindest, sweetest voice “Thank you”. This was my first direct opener ever, and one I’ll never forget. Though nothing came out of it other than good conversation, that friendly face will always inspire me whenever I am having a bad night.

More sets were opened, and the night continued to go well for everyone. The highlight for me came when Braddock grabbed V and Dre, pointed at me, and said,” This is not the same guy from class today. He’s doing everything right tonight.”

The night went on, fun was had, and V got a make out. 2:00 in the morning came, and it was time to go home. We had a big day on Saturday.

Day 2 seminar

We began the day going around the room, and talking about Friday night. Once again Braddock called out to the entire class that I was a different man last night. He also said how impressed he was with me pushing the girls out of the way to open the girl in the blue dress. It felt good to get encouragement.

I realize that this review is getting a bit on the long side, but let me say Braddock covered a lot of material in day two. He went into attraction, qualification, comfort. He also covered trigger words which is not a series of certain words you say to trigger attraction, but rather a technique to keep the conversation engaging. A lot more scenarios, games, and lines were given out as well. It was pretty intense, and a lot of information, but it was great.

Our missions for the night:
1. Approach
2. Transition
3. Number close
4. Makeout
5. Bang chick (anal optional)

Big Business followed up by saying anal is not optional in his boot camps.

Btw, at this point in the story I’ve quit making stuff up.

Day 2 night

During the seminar Braddock referred to something called the Day 2 blues. This occurs because the students make huge progress the first night, but only a little the second night so it almost seems like a failure. Unfortunately, the entire class, including the instructors, would feel the day two blues. Blow outs were occurring left and right. At one point I walked up to a three set and said,” You girls seem like a fun group. I just wanted to come over and say Hi.”

One of them pointed to a friend and said,” She’s not nice.” She was not smiling as this was said.

I looked at the friend and said jokingly,” Is this true?”

She said,” Yes, and you’ll find out in five seconds why.”

I know when to take a hint so I left. I even saw Braddock approach a girl and say,” Hi, my name’s N...” She then looked at him like he was a leper, made a disgusted face, and walked away. I will also add she was a four on a scale of 1 to 10. Though Braddock was not pleased it meant a lot to me. It showed that even good looking guys with solid game could get blown out on a moment’s notice. So if it can happen to them, it can happen to me, and it’s not a big deal. It was still a fun night, and got a lot of good practice, unfortunately it was not successful for most of us.

Day 3 seminar

Braddock spent the majority of the day calling the women in DC a bunch of fat cunts. After Saturday night it was hard to argue with him.

Braddock then went more indepth into comfort and discussed identity. I will also say Braddocks speech on seduction was almost worth the price of admission alone. I can’t say I’ve ever been in a class where techniques such as fingering, squirting, and cock flops were discussed. I will also say Braddock did not hold back when it came to details though he did giggle a little. For what he was talking about I can’t say I blame him.

Conclusion:
Though Saturday night did not go well, I still feel I gained a lot and grew tremendously in my game. Of course the bar was set pretty low, but that’s another story. Braddock was also a really cool, funny, supportive guy as well. (Sorry, Braddock I will not say I almost made out with you like other students have said in their review. I’m into blondes. Feetsalsa, don’t get any ideas. I don’t like short hair.)

Was it worth it?
I will be the first to admit this is not a cheap trip. If you’re thinking about doing this, but are unsure I’ll tell you what it meant for me. Imagine if you wanted to play golf, but to learn all you did was read books and watch videos. You may still get good, but how much better would a lesson be? How much quicker/more efficiently could you improve if someone were to watch you, give you pointers, and answer your questions? The bootcamp was just a great way to bring all the information together, set off some light bulbs in my head, and get the instruction I never had or saw. So would I do it again? Absolutely.

Problem · #6 04-30-2009, 07:36 PM

Where to start? First is the idea of the entire experience. Meeting at a random hotel to discuss and dissect picking up women with a bunch of people you don’t know. Honestly I was skeptical. If you choose to attend the bootcamp you can expect to have a fun time.

First, I will tell you that you cannot find more honest people than what the instructors at the bootcamp. They are also going to tell you what our friends won’t, the simple honest truth. They are not there to hurt your feelings but they won’t blunt the truth. There is another thing that was brought to us, constructive criticism. That criticism is combined with something GREAT; simple honest solutions to our problems. Don’t think for a moment that the criticism and solutions will be useful if you don’t put them to work.

The bootcamp provides you an opportunity to put everything discussed in class to good use. During our bootcamp Friday night rocked. Braddock and the team of instructors kept us focused on specific aspects of your game. They are willing to do a set for you to watch and learn. They will send you in to a set, pull you out, find a quite place to talk, and give you feedback. Then they toss you right back into the fire. They allow you to ask questions at appropriate times.

Saturday night was full on angry fat chicks. They were downright hostile. But there were a few bright spots at the bar. For me, this night would have the best and worst set of the weekend. It was a set of two women. There was an unattractive fat one (obviously not my target) and a 6 to 7ish that was at least fun to talk to. I opened them early in the evening, before Braddock even got to the bar. I was there about 30 min early just because of traffic in DC. I ejected from the set after the about 10-15 minutes. I went back downstairs to find Braddock. He soon arrived. We were all chatting and getting ready to start. About a total of 30 minutes had passed when the 2 set I had opened came downstairs. I reopened them. I left in good standing, the re-open was good and easy. I was moving along turning my set into a slow horrible “job interview”. One of my fellow classmates came over to wing. That asshole stole my set. I was standing there talking to fat chick while he was using all the material from class. The good looking woman even commented to her friend how much she liked him all the while complaining to him about him being a jerk. She was talking to her friend like I no longer even existed. …What a great night. I was annoyed.

However I put a positive attitude back in my head. This is not always an easy task. I went on with my night. As the night went on I discovered that my sets were going ok-ish. No big deal…. Apparently I am good at job interviews. I kept reviewing that “lost set”. Then it hit me, why was I never taking the extra steps that my class mate took? He was applying the material from class and I was not. I was failing to implement what Braddock had been teaching. In all honesty days 1 and 3 had nothing for me. My day was day 2. That is the material/logic/methodology I was not applying. At the end of the night I wanted to test my theory. I picked up the woman buying a drink next to me at the bar. She was at best a 5. We were kissing inside 30 minutes! The bar had closed. She gave me her number and left with her friends, she needed to feed and the trough was down the street. Then she ditched her friends, came back (we were still outside the bar reviewing the evening) we spent a few more minutes kissing. Then I sent her home. I wouldn’t have taken her home and used Braddock’s dick with Big-Business pushing.

Now I am just going to continue applying and refining my version of this system. Some of my material is currently based on stuff from class. I am already revising HOW I tell my stories and relating my experiences from my life to fit into the system and ideas I learned in class. Over the next six weeks no one will be able to open with “my lines” because no one else will be using them.

The class is great! Every student should open a set and watch his instructor take it, just for the object lesson.

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penance · #7 05-01-2009, 05:53 PM

Guys, its so fucking awsome to see that others came away with the same sense of accomplishment. A week from the bootcamp, I am a different person. A chick I have been crushing on for fucking a year, I actually approached and now have a date set up with her. This is life changing shit. I hope to hear more reviews from our bootcamp. We've become a band of brothers that know things that about each other that some of my closes friends don't know.

Thank you LS, thank you Braddock, thank you brothers.

Lantern · #8 07-07-2009, 08:46 PM

Here is one for the older crowd, over 35 that is.

Attending this boot camp was one of the best experiences of my life. The instructors and assistant instructors were Braddock, Big Business, Calabrese and Feet Sauce. I don’t know if all the planets lined up in our favor for this boot camp or if Savoy and Braddock are really that good, but I can not imagine any male not benefiting from even having lunch with these four people. Never mind spending 3 days with them where their primary goal was to help us to develop. The four of them spanned such varied life experiences that I felt everyone could directly relate to one or more of them. When I signed up I was concerned that I was too old, had too much baggage and life experience to relate to the instructors and to have these techniques work. I was wrong. The four of them customized their recommendations to me as easily as to anyone else in the class.

This boot camp was a life altering event for me on several levels. First I’m divorced and was told over and over by my ex that I would be alone until the day I died, if I left her. Oh, contraire mon fraire. In just 2 nights I met more women than I had in the previous year. And almost all of the ones I spent time with were nice and interesting.

Second, the classroom training was fantastic. Throughout the weekend, Braddock covered the entire progression of developing attraction. They also covered everything from gestures to voice inflection. This part was custom for each person. Weak points were directly addresses and continuously practiced until they were fixed. It was all about action, not memorizing lines, like I have heard so many other systems are.

Third, I have never had a particularly positive image of women. Girls usually picked on me as a kid and then a bad marriage, etc. When I told Braddock that I felt most women were relatively mean, without batting an eye he said “we’re going to prove you wrong tonight”. And he did. I met a number of very nice women Friday and Saturday. Love Systems definitely has a foundation of theory classroom training but the main focus is action and moving forward. This is not some psycho, head-shrinker babble about your mother feeding you too many chocolate cookies or not enough when you were a kid. These boot camps are about “burning your boats”, wiping the slate clean and moving forward to be the best person you can be. And when you can do that, the women will follow.

I give this boot camp the highest possible recommendation. I am certainly envious of the twenty something’s that were at the boot camp learning how to do it right, right from the start. But if you’re older and life has kicked you around a good bit and you want a new start and a happier and more fulfilling life, this is the place. It changed my life.

Thanks Braddock, Big Business, Calabrese and Feet Sauce,
Lantern