Here some poor desperate chump died a hideous death when the woman he was writing to hired a hitman, who strangled him with wire and burned his body.
Listen to Your Friends, Buddy
You trust them enough to be your friends, but don’t trust them enough when they tell you the woman you're with is a scammer or an unfaithful whore?
Raymond’s friend warned him, but dumbass Ray didn’t listen. “With age doesn't necessarily come wisdom,” Ray’s friend ruefully observed. If you won’t listen to your friends, and won’t seek any help, you’ll be as goddamn ignorant at 90 as you were at 13.
Get Help, For Cryin’ Out Loud
Ray went to Brazil: Who did he ask for help? Did he get any advice about the possible dangers in Brazil?
I’m not a Brazil expert, but I know that there are huge slums in Brazil the size of large US cities. These slums are breeding grounds for some very ruthless individuals, the type of animals who make a ghetto crip look like Richard Simmons.
Why didn’t Ray take a friend? Who was he in contact when he was there? By the time anyone figured out something was wrong, Ray’s smoldering corpse would have fit neatly into an ashtray.
Stop Trying to Buy Women!
We find out that Ray “was lonely and depressed, having been dumped by a Las Vegas woman for whom he had bought expensive gifts.” Ray got dumped because of the gifts, not in spite of them. When you buy, buy, buy for women you send the unmistakable message that all you have to offer is money.
You also send the unmistakable message that you are a chump who can be played for money. Ray sent the murderous bitch in Brazil $10,000 for a skin care clinic. Then he bought her a $20,000 SUV, and she had the audacity to complain that it wasn’t fancy enough! There are galaxies smaller than the size of that red flag.
Far be it from me to speak ill of the dead, but by his actions Ray was saying, “Kill me, please.” His lack of self-respect and self-assertion were so pathetic, but he couldn’t see it. Now that you’re a charcoal briquette cooking a rat on the barbecue grill of some bastard kid in the favela, are you listening now, Ray?
This kind of #$@! pisses me off. Guys continually go it alone, and pay the consequences. I’ve done very well for myself in the Philippines, and it’s not because I’m a genius. By myself I was just as clueless as Ray and might have ended up as some sort of Auschwitz souvenir myself, except I listened to guys who knew the ropes. Every time I go to the Philippines, I listen to the guys who live there and get their advice.
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Even if it’s not from me, get help from somebody.
5 comments:
Good advice. Hopefully the people who need it the most will heed it. A lot of guys lose their common sense when long distance vagina is involved.
I think the problem is that the habit of trying to buy women is so ingrained that it's the only tactic some men have for trying to get women.
Plus it's so easy to try to buy women because they've been buying stuff their whole adult lives. We all know how to accumulate money and purchase something. We do it every day, multiple times a day. So they just apply the same technique to women (and fail miserably). The social intelligence, confidence and sense of worth needed for good game though takes time to learn and is challenging and therefore deters those looking for easy wins.
I get the best of help from folks like yourself on the web: "A wise man learns from the mistakes of others, a fool by his own." Why the ignoramus went down there, when there are plenty of them coming up here all the time and W. looking the other way, is hard to fathom.
Good point, Ted. He'd have been better off looking for a Brazilian woman here in the US in need of a green card. Even if that didn't work, he still could have got an introduction from a woman here, like, "Yes, I have a single cousin in Recife who'd like to meet an American man."
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