Lulu.com’s description of the book:
“Being terrible with women isn’t easy: it takes a lifetime of planning.
One day John woke up and found himself middle-aged, depressed and involuntarily celibate: with no more understanding of women than a medieval peasant had of particle physics.
What was to be done?
Sucked into the dark and secretive world of “the pickup artists” he decided to reinvent himself and approach a thousand women on the streets of London. Surely one would sleep with him?
Several nervous breakdowns later… this is his story.”
I found this book hugely entertaining. I have to commend the author on being as honest as he is. It is a natural human inclination to present a positive face to the world, and here the author Bodi has just told it how it is. Feelings of despair, hatred, and rage are not glossed over. I found the parts where he described the extreme difficulties caring for his father with Alzheimer’s particularly raw. Although this honesty about situations and thoughts may be shocking to a person who is not open minded, it really does make the book more readable, as you are never playing a game with the author where you feel you are reading a sugar coated version of events and are trying to read through that into what was actually going on.
As a long time reader of Bodi’s blog I have bittersweet feelings about the lack of resounding success by the end of it. Intentionally or not, this book is a critique of the courses that are sold to try and help men achieve more fulfilling sex lives. The primary method that the author uses to try and deal with his problems is daygame (as I’m sure anyone reading knows means a man approaching random women on the street at daytime trying to get them to form a relationship with him). Bodi shows an almost insane level of dedication to this approach. The old saw about insanity being doing the same thing and expecting different results kept springing to mind. Of course Bodi knows this too, but has his reasons for continuing, and clearly explains these.
Confounding his situation is his growing friendship with a small group of guys who can make this approach work. But themselves can never seem to offer a convincing reason for why Bodi seems to do better with women on courses and trips with them, but falls down when alone. I have a few guesses, but I’ll refrain from going into them here in depth. If you want to read about the uses and limits of ‘hiring a hero’ then this book is also very useful to you.
I personally believe any man setting out or still trying to improve their love life or chance of a fulfilling relationship through conscious thought and action should read this book. Bodi may have not reached the promised land by the end of it. But almost anyone can learn something or be entertained by his journey.