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Ricksan,
Your post is very simply outstanding and I do not know how it could have been said any better. What an outstanding amount of information you have provided our fellow brothers and i am sure many will put it to good use. Again thank you for such a well written and informative weath of information! A toast goes out to you!
GE,
Thanks for your response. After reading the threads in most of the Philippines area of the board for almost 2 years I see the same themes over and over. I couldn't help myself finally and posted just to clear all the rumors.
The posts fall into the same areas constantly:
1. Where do I get laid?
2. What hotels can I trust?
3. What is the shortest distance on the map between the International Terminal to the puss of my dreams I have been hearing about?
4. Is the quantity true, based on what the 5000 other guys have already contributed to the board?
5. I found that she (read as the street strumpet they picked up the first night, in either a bar, mall, on the street, taxi, bathroom, fell out of the sky in their lap, etc) was uneducated, ripped me off because I was naive, spent too much, was from Mars, etc.
6. Cant believe the postings of guys like you in the board, even though there are thousands of them, they must be all false.
7. Are too blind to read and belive all the other posts in here.
My thoughts on these subjects lead me to believe that people reading the boards really dont read at all, or don't get it when after all the rants, raves, etc. there are on here to convince them, they act like they (the poster) are the first person on the planet to ever find out about filipina muff, or we all lie to them as a hobby.
I wonder how they made it to the net to begin with. Each week there are tons of postings on here, and they still ask the same questions over and over like its not to be believed.
Then, when they get here, and most of them want quality, they end up missing it by picking up a girl thats dumb as a box of rocks and get jaded by day two. I just shake my head with the logic. Why rush? And at least if you plan out wanting to come over here the first time, do your homework for christ sake!
Now I will be the first to agree that the average western male is completely fed up with the Brown / Vassar educated set that lives like their puss is the temple of gold and males should bow at their feet! Womens liberation of the 70s ruined the US, and it spread to Europe quickly.
Ask most Philippine destined males what they really want and they admire the attributes of the girls here:
Quality muff.
A return to a simpler time, where women knew their role, being a lover, friend, confidant, etc. with an innocence of a Sandra Dee movie (no I'm not that old either guys). Its like a return to the 50s / 60s here though.
A woman that is confident being a woman, not proving she has to be a man and is happy with that.
Good family values in their mate.
Long term prospects in most cases. (And for those of you wanting just to make sperm deposits that is an easy commodity to find here)
I personally think we should just have a link on the board that you can click and download all about hotels, exchange rates, the taxi ride from the airport, what to bar fine, where to go, etc. It seems like 90 percent on the Makati board is the same things over and over. Hey, save them time with a one line link to the download, on to sharing adventures on our sport, eh?
The Manila board is 90 percent reports on LA Cafe (oh pleez can't we get creative, I know every mole on these chicks and their middle names by now). Guys there are hundreds of bars in this town, and lots of watering holes where the young panties abound in copious quantities. Work with me here, I feel like we are the sahara of sex sometimes.
Now most guys back home know how to find quality puss, so at least reeducating the masses on what quality is here shouldn't be hard. I'm all for good, hearty, wet, sloppy sex but I like em as fresh as springtime. Rent a holes are easy to find but hard on the mind and wallet.
Most of us have been down that route, with the constant text messages, the midnight phony rings, constant babbling about why didnt you call me every 3 minutes, etc. Save yourself the sanity. The girl that does this is the same one that if you marry will nag you till hell freezes over. Isn't that what you were trying to escape? Girlfriend hell back home?
If not, may I direct you to the local trailer park on a friday night (bring 6 cans of panty loosener and have a ball, save the airfare for more loosener).
I find the average Filipina to be a more complex creature than estimated in general on the board. Good for us, bad for them. They don't realize how they are in our sights most of the time, but most of you are jaded by the ignorance of the easy ones out there.
To me, its easier spending my time on the quality one, and less time on the painful ones. I would rather have them chase me instead of me putting up with their juvenile games. Hence, why I finally posted.
I wish you all well, and happy hunting for what you desire. GE, I have to make it down to Davao to see how things are, after the Abu Sayaaf response dies down.
Its a matter of time before they blow a few things up to payback for the recent prision massacre of their cronies to make a point up here. Of course assigning that Maria Ressa of CNN to a more fitting post (i.e., Afghanistan) would go a long way to calm westerners fears. That woman makes like there is an Abu Sayaaf behind every tree in Manila, which is NOT the case.
I commend the mayor of your hamlet. I think he gets the point about the whole situation and there isn't as much of a problem there as there is going to be here in the next few weeks, after the holidays and the troops go home, then the fun will begin for sure.
Ciao,
Ricksan
Ricksan: A nice eloquent essay. You seem to stress universities a lot, rather too much imho. To me, Atteneo etc are only into producing parasitic snobs who can share out the good jobs, power and influence between them. I would pity anyone who got stuck with one of those sheltered violets.
On recent journeys to that God forsaken archipelago, I have bedded several university students but, sad to say, my performance was not of its usual stellar quality. This is because I feel sorry for these kids and their families who are trying to do the best they can under the circumstances that the Atteneo etc leeches lay out for them. I am sure their families are more into fixing them up with a fellow leech than pawning them off to passing mongers like us who imagine we are hot shots.
There is no doubt that a guy looking for love should have the Philippines high on his list. But there is no free lunch there either. It is such a depressing, God forsaken place that you can only become a financial straw for these desperate people to grasp at. I personally admire them and marvel at how they can keep afloat there.
Prostitutes are, to use the cliche, fallen women. Guess all we can do is make sure they do not fall on us. I reckon the high TV/TS rate in the Phils is down to its desperate situation as well as to the fact that women hold the country's social fabric together.
I will be making a series of visits there over the coming months. The p4p ladies I have seen are among the best and cheapest I have ever seen. They will do till something better comes along. And that something is not a violet from the hothouse of Atteneo or De La Salle.
[QUOTE=Domino]Ricksan: To me, Atteneo etc are only into producing parasitic snobs who can share out the good jobs, power and influence between them. I would pity anyone who got stuck with one of those sheltered violets.
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Domino, I think your generalizations are way too broad and, for many such students, wholly inaccurate. "Sharing out" the good jobs and the power is more a function of the calcified social structure here than of university training. Your sweeping statement would also include those students...several from poor and lower middle class familiries...who perceive the value of tertiary education, struggle to pay the tuition, and are determined to forge better lives for themselves. I would bet that there are more in the latter category than there are in the "sheltered violets" category you mention.
I make this contention simply because I work with dozens of graduates from these institutions who come from modest families and have no inherent access to power or influence.The people of whom I speak---many of whom are women---achieved what they have strictly through their own capabilities and hard work. It's unfair to denigrate what they've been able to do by ascribing their achievements to family connections.
Having said this, it's true that 98% of the wealth of this country is controlled by about 2% of the population, and that the disparities between the rich and the poor are enormous. However, it's not the universities that perpetuate the disjuncture in status and power, it's the socio-political system.
:D
GE
ge / domino,
agreed that some of the college babes have an attitude here, but most of the time it is a front designed to keep you at bay. in other words if you are the kind of guy that looks like you are a lecherous hobbyist, then they aren't interested. these babes can be very astitute to that, which is half the fun.
you have to come at it from a different angle.
first, while it can be true they can be not as experienced in the sack as the average schoolyard variety burgos strumpet, remember they arent as experienced either. this equates to they can be very eager to please and you get to set your expectations.
they quickly rise to the challenge if they fall head over heels for you. this is a very accepting society and girls are taught to obey males, which means for you that quickly they will be even better in the sack with less chance of fatal flaws, disease, etc. than the average street strumpet. finesse is key, money is the death of these relationships.
i learned long ago that this country has a few major exports:
pussy
educated service talent (highest amount of nurses, accountants exported in the world).
bands and entertainment troupes (seen all over asia)
actors, actresses (bit parts in us and eu)
oh yeah, and beauty. (top ten beauty queen rankings other than us over the last 30 years)
did i mention pussy?
so don't think you can't find quality, it just takes time and a little patience.
the old "wad of bills around your crank" approach will not get you very far, though it does speed things up at greenbelt and burgos.
as far as attitude, well remember they can see through you if you try the following tactics:
my wallet is fat and i can spend money. they could care less because you will dump them, pregnant, alone, confused and having to explain to the parents.
mom and dad got that in their head early on that most westerners are pigs that will hurt them if they drop panties early. you have to convince them its their idea. 2 weeks at most and you are in good standing. one night and chances are they are freelancing, lied to you about their profession as college gal, etc.
my investment this weekend was a total of 1/2 order of pizza and walking around at the mall for 2 hours to get some fine sex. schmooze and you don't lose. most outside mongers here read about bar fines and they think everyone has a price tag, some girls dont, they just want some conversation. you can steer them to your abode for movies and cokes and then get in the panty unveiling mode.
some colleges here are the equivalent of high school. so when a girl says she is a student, remember that some of them are in tier c schools, way down the list of educational requirements of the tier a and b schools. tier a being delasalle and ateneo, tier b being up and ust type ones. from there it drops way off quick, also the girl attending tier c will most likely be from a non-manila area which means she is provincial, i.e., not worldly and potentially very catholic in upbringing. they wear uniforms at those schools, not the tier a ones, because the tier a want independent thinkers.
the real good ones have plenty of time and want to be in the sack, just that they want to be with a trustworthy guy. they are one hell of a lot better in the long run.
did the class queen back home at the top university drop her panties for money? hell no. dont expect any different here unless for some reason her parents really couldnt pay for school. they have pretty good programs here to subsidize when they need to for parents, kinda like an investment annuity, and it takes care of most needs. a top tier school girl wouldn't dream of turning tricks.
yes this is a two class society, filled with haves and have nots. ge hit it on the head that its the top socio economic tier that has the power. i have met them and know their attitude, as if they invented money in this country. the fact is they were real lucky and had grants from the spanish to get a head start.
anti trust laws are unheard of here, but a strong prime minister / parliamentary govt here would clean things up much like what they did in malaysia. most locals just throw their hands in the air with the problems and say "who can we turn to?". they are right, 3 edsa marches and countless politicians routed from office, a new consitution and still things are the same. crooked govt, payoffs, back door deals. dont blame it on the schools. it is at a much higher level.
the true elitist babes dont even go here for school, they go to stamford, harvard, u chicago, carnegie mellon, etc. directly from here because they are groomed from birth as a birthright they are expected to run multi billion dollar empires.
dont blame the schools for the social situation here, its the class system.
ricksan
Ricksan:
Well done and right on! The problem is, I think that (understandably) those who are here as short term tourists do not want to invest days, or perhaps a couple of weeks, in going after this type of woman.
GE and Ricksan (--san? is that Japanese?),
Great posts!
Anyone who doesn't invest a little time in the non- tourist/p4p scene is really missing something special about the Philippines. They are friendly and they speak English. I love Thailand, but the language barrier makes RP a better destination for me. Many of my best travel experiences and best photographs happened outside of the tourist/p4p situations.
GE: I dropped into Davao and "I shall return". I am on record here as saying they are the best looking hookers I have ever seen. (Ok if we exclude this Copenhagen brothel I holed up in the early 70s when you guys were still at mama's nipples; man that waaaas something). I can see why you guys would be so attached to the Philippines which I first visited in 1990 or so and which left a lasting impression on me. It is a great country and Domino might, in time, even relocate there. He will be spemding several months there over the coming year.
He will not be spending it with the Atteneo and De La Salle fakes. They are products of the Salesians and Jesuits, both of whom specialize in producing dimensionless fascists and justify their own moral hypocrisy by saying the pampered brats they spew out of their universities for snobs will change society for the better, in time. I, as you may have gathered, disagree.That is from my observances in Latin America and elsewhere where I saw the same snob factories produce the same dimensionless nothings.
My last night in Mexico, I took my ultra rich French Mexican gf out for ther afternoon. We spoke about French literature (which I love) and I used some of my elementary French which, being an inveterate snob, I also love. It was a wonderful afternoon, the type of weather where only a classy, slightly chilled white will do. That night, after a tearful farewell, I left her and went with my maid to a party in some slumland she lived in. (I needed an armed escort in and out). The party was for some old couple who had been married for about a million years. It was wild and great fun. It sprang from the soil.
Blood, music and tears. Give me a proper wine, a full bodied daughter, raven headed, full breasted molded from the soil with a butt handle worth grabbing. Spare me the anorexic zombies of the snob factories:)
thanks domino. i often disagree with your posts, but i do find them very witty, informative and sometimes hilarious. actually, while you were holed up in the danish brothel i was probably still in grad school, but i assure you i had been weaned by then. in fact. we're probably approximately the same age. be sure and let me know when you plan to return. it would be fun to argue the merits of jesuitical education while watching lovely young women take off their clothes here in davao.
it's true that you're not going to find graduates of atteneo discussing fleurs du mal with you any time soon, and that they probably think rimbaud was a character played by sylvester stallone, but i do not think you're using the appropriate standard of comparison. as far as i can determine, regardless of the tertiary institution, the whole western oeuvre, or maybe i should say western culture in general, is simply not taught here. literary analysis, textual exegesis, or analytical thought in general, is not highly valued, and the education offered here is more pragmatic, more utilitarian than in europe or the us, and it's much, much more superficial. local faculty are, in general, relatively poorly trained and teach curricula which are often outdated, egregiously incorrect, and in general very weak by western standards.
as to appreciation of wines, you can pretty much forget it. i have lived in paris for years, and wine has become an important part of my daily rituals. i've yet to find anyone here (aside from my girlfriend) with any knowledge of grapes whatsoever. the same goes for cheeses. this ignorance however, does not necessarily make the graduates of whom you speak "dimensionless," just contextually different.
this is not to denigrate the full bodied, hot blooded daughters of the soil of whom you speak. been there too. done that too. and i liked it as well.
ge
GE: Perhaps, as always, I have not explained myself clearly. Though I admire French culture, the main serving was my beloved Monique, the ultra and ultimate upper class lady. The trappings of literature, her delightful French grandmother, the trappings of inherited wealth and of fading French colonialism were only part of the attraction, part of the eternal mirage that is an upper class lady.She was the exquisite white wine - and 1930s' wines tend to be bloody expensive. But she was only an illusion.
Women are a bouquet; they are like a brandy one should swirl in a glass before drinking. Karl Marx, God rest his ignorant soul, referred to music as the brandy of the damned. He was, as ever, wrong. Women are the brandy of the damned. And give me a full blooded woman, not one of these imitation reds, these cuckolded strawberries that we daren't touch lest we bruise them.
Philippino universities, when all is said and done, are perhaps no more fraudulent than their Western counterparts; they have, of course, less resources to feed off. But it is the general society I am attacking, not the universities. Indeed, I spent some happy days in Baguio and some of that time was spent in a student internet cafe. The students there were sons and daughters of the soil. And Domino, like God in Genesis, saw it. And he saw that it was good.
So where does this get us? Keep the Salesian/Jesuit indoctrinated strawberries for yourself. Give me a warm blooded, hot headed, big bosomed, **** acting daughter of the soil to play with. And please, holy Jesus, protect me from being ever hitched up again with an upper class anorexic strawberry. no matter how genteel she may be.
Another excellent post, Domino. Maybe the women/wine analogy is appropriate. French wines, savored in France, with French food in the heady ambiance of a nice French restaurant are, to me, as good as it gets in life. Take the same wine, different company, different restaurant in SE Asia and different weather, and the wine doesn't taste as good any more. The "anorexic strawberry" thrives in this kind of hot house, which admittedly requires a sort of willing suspension of disbelief to enjoy.
Alternatively, the lusty earth woman so beloved of the Philippines and horny bastards like you and me would be at best a garish incongruity in Paris, or New York, or Rome, or wherever. She's more of a robust San Miguel beer, which tastes terrific in situ, but would not slide down well elsewhere. I think though, enjoyable as all of this is, it's no more "real" for you and me than the anorexic strawberry milieu. It too requires a suspension of disbelief. I'm trying really hard to keep it supressed as long as possible.
Just off the cuff mid-day philisiphical drivel, but fun nonetheless.
Ciao,
:D
GE
and I just wanted to compliment the truly excellent posting that's going on here. We all have different opinions, yet we can gather here on WSG in an effort to win converts and to vanquish non-believers. Domino and GE, you guys are great. It's really a pleasure to read one of your well-crafted posts.
Ricksan, you don't say much (only 4 posts) but when you do, you really open the floodgates! Slapping your balls on the table like that really helps make for stimulating discussion. Thanks for decloaking and sharing your experiences.
Having never visited the Philippines, I have no personal encounters to reflect on. I just wanted you guys to know that the time you've taken to post your thoughts is appreciated.
Ever notice how many words the French have for sheer elegance and nuanced passion? The Francophobes on this board really [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] me off, uncooth wretches that they are. So do the cheap Charlies, paying the barest minimum. There is a type of lady, one who is cultured, well dressed, well mannered and bred, who wears the finest brand name clothes (and wears them well) and bathes herself in the most fragrant perfumes, who is a joy to the eye as well as the heart and soul. For that lady, you should always keep your platinum credit card in hand. And be glad of the privilege to pamper her with whatever she wants.
There is your earthy Sam Miguel type, the honest, big chested wenches who are best taken in pairs (I am meeting stubborn resistance against 3 somes in the Phils). These ladies are also delectable though one would hardly want to introduce to the President of France, or your wife for that matter, on Bastille Day.
And then there are the anorexic Atteneo/ De La Salle strawberries. Which is what the French Revolution was all about in the first place.
France is, as well as being the center of the romantic universe, the maker of the world's best perfumes. Stop quibbling about hiring a hooker for a few pesos. Go out and buy the lady some good perfume.
Domino
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Vive l'amour;)
Et n'oublions pas joie de vivre! And of course, the French make the best wines as well, so put that on the platinum card while you're at it.
Well done Domino. Well done!
Ricksan, GE, Domino - Thanks!
Long Stoker, you beat me to it in your compliments to Ricksan, GE, and Domino. I am in the same boat as you also have never visited the PI so I can not contribute my experiences, but I can appreciate the stellar quality of the recent posts. I thank each of you for your eloquent and insightful contributions and enjoy being a spectator of the literary competition between GE and Domino.
Ricksan - Dude, your cogent summary of Filipinas was truly an afflatus, a devine inspiration. You should be proud. Further, it is testimony to powerful effect that one's words and actions can have on others, and in your case, the ramifications were very positive. Thank you.