Johnny
Know that you have truly made a difference in at least one man's life.
May you achieve yet an even deeper level of pleasure and fulfillment than you already do.
~ Jerry
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In my capacity to right a 'review' of Johnny Soporno, I find myself at a loss. Not so much at a loss of being willing, but of being able to describe his impact on me believably. I have yet to meet Johnny in person, but through every conversation and interaction I have had with him I have learned something. He has given me new direction and even purpose. He is a mentor in every sense of the word. As of right now I honestly feel that the impact he has had and continues to have on my outlook, thoughts about life, and the world is such that I will always owe him (without any resentment attached!) in some small amount for any accomplishment that I achieve.
In my personal experience, which is the only experience I am completely qualified to speak on, Johnny's seminar seemed largely inane at first glance -- however as I learned more I realized a startling density to the content of his videos. The seminar videos are largely filled with bits of interesting content that are contrasted through side-noted information that seems superfluous or obvious, but is deceptively insightful and essential.
I do not entirely know for what purpose anyone might read this review. I am not in the business of asking people to trust me. I can say without any hesitation that Soporno has never steered me wrong, and I would be shocked to find anyone who could say different. I fully believe that there are few people in the world who would have nothing to gain by hearing his philosophy and ideas.
~ Kevin
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Johnny Soporno helped me overcome a very ironic problem.
I will state things matter of factly, and you may be forgiven in thinking I am being either facetious or conceited, but I assure you I am neither. This is really my problem.
I am too good looking, affable, and outgoing to meet women easily.
When I was young this blend of traits helped me meet all sorts of people both male and female. But as I entered my twenties, this became a major problem for me with women.
For years I would approach women and get rebuffed. At times semi-politely and at others I would find myself on the receiving end of dagger sharp venom.
I had been ignored. Insulted. Flatly dismissed. And screamed at for nearly a decade.
Once, in a hotel bar in New Delhi, I asked a pretty lounge singer how she ended up singing in New Delhi. Inside of two minutes, she was standing on a chair as I slinked out of the bar with her yelling, "You come in here and think you can treat me like some kind of whore! Fcuk you, you piece of sh*t."
I make no exaggeration here. The entire event was witnessed by my friend Don. He was in disbelief as well. And all I said to her were nine "ice-breaker" words. Nothing more.
Rejection after rejection plagued me in a sick and twisted version of Groundhog Day and, understandably, it took a severe toll on my confidence, my self esteem and it was only a matter of time before it would begin to erode my opinion of women.
At the time of the turning point, I had known Johnny casually for a number of years, I had often lamented my problem to him and asked him the secret of his success with women. I think he honestly thought I was being modest and kind of laughed off my queries.
Having many common interests beyond women, we naturally started spending more time together and it was then that he began to notice that these things I had described really happened. He saw girls "shut down" in my presence, he saw me ignored, insulted and mocked. And he became determined to crack the code of what was going wrong.
His adept insights and non-judgmental approach quickly relaxed my defensive reflex to refuse to accept responsibility for the problem and we soon were hammering out a blueprint of how to rebuild my frame, change my approach and fix the problem.
For me specifically, the matter was, and is, very complicated. I won't bore anyone with all the details here, but suffice it to say Johnny got to the root of the matter this way:
Women can be every bit as instantly judgmental as men.
Just as men look at a women and sometimes say things like, "This chick looks like she loves it." As if "loving it" were some lascivious, perverted state, wholly ignorant of the possibility that the girl could, in fact, be a church going virgin. Well, women too can make similarly damning snap judgments and consign men they do not know to an inescapable "scarlet letter".
Because of my looks, my intellect, my natural charm and my willingness to approach women, this sent a signal to women that I was a player. A hustler. A number cruncher. It told them that I probably pick up chicks and bang them all the time and therefore any interaction that I have with them will not be special. Will not be genuine. And will only serve as a "scalp" for me to hang on my bedroom wall.
This could not be further from the truth. But that is neither here nor there because perception is reality.
All women want to be special. Unique. And above all, like anyone does, women want to be valued and remembered. Even if it's a one night stand. Nobody ever wants to be unappreciated.
And as much as it angered me, Johnny helped me to see that it was up to me to make the effort to take steps to change this perception.
This has not been easy. And there are still ways that I can improve to this day. I have accepted that I may never master it, but I have also accepted that I will get better if I never stop making an effort.
Since having this seemingly simple code cracked, my confidence has increased. My social calendar has filled out. I am finding more and more beautiful women being attracted TO ME. With no effort on my part whatsoever.
Just yesterday (Nov 6.) I got a text message from a very beautiful Asian girl (and I'm a picky bastard) so when I say beautiful Asian girl, I mean it, asking me to meet her in Chicago for the weekend of the 16th. I have met this girl only once before and don't even remember giving her my number.
To show you the power of how deeply things have changed for me with Johnny's help, I said to her, "I don't know if I can do it but I will try because these things usually have an expiry date if you don't act on them." The reason? Because I will be meeting a sexy blond from London in LA that weekend. Then she immediately invited me to Palm Springs for the following weekend if I couldn't make Chicago. When, and it's totally true, I'm being honest with her, when I said, "Damn. I told a buddy I would go golfing with him in Phoenix that weekend." She said, "Well don't worry about it. We'll figure it out. There is no expiration date and this is not a limited time offer. We'll make it happen. I promise."
The point is not in what I said or did AFTER she invited me. The point is in what I said or did the one time I had met her BEFORE.
When I first saw her the night we met she scared the hell out of me, as almost every woman I find beautiful does (bi-product of my mental abuse from the old days) but I remembered some of the scores of things Johnny had said to me. Things like, "Don't worry about the women in the room you are interested in. Worry about the women in the room who are interested in you." And this totally relaxed my approach.
In fact, my approach that night was so relaxed, so natural that I don't even remember giving her my number. Something that years ago would have been a key source of stress and therefore an event that I remembered with total clarity. I do however remember her hanging off my arm as we moved through the crowd at a music festival.
And the girl I just mentioned is not the only one. A super cool blonde from London in the states on holiday. A cute girl from my office. The wife of a swinging couple that lives near me. A sexy photographer from NY. Have all called me to get together THIS WEEK.
Can I still get rejected and feel worthless. You bet. LAST WEEK I approached two girls at separate times. One looked at me like I had a knife in my pocket. The other insulted me for being the kind of guy to try and pick up girls on the street in broad daylight. And I felt like a turd for three days. (I shouldn't have done that approach. It doesn't work for me.)
But the fact remains, if I do stick to the approach that works for me, which involves patience and not cold calling girls on the street, I get surprise phone calls from girls I WANTED to call me. Invitations that boost my self esteem, improve my confidence and strengthen my validation as a man.
These are serious issues of self that Johnny has helped me with. Not some stupid game to get my dick wet. These are serious issues of worth, strength of character and dignity.
The formula for success might well be different for everyone. What works for me might not work for you and so on. But one constant is true, Johnny can help you find your winning style.
I only hope that Johnny knows how deeply I appreciate him for showing me where to find the things I thought were stolen from me but were only lost.
Thank you my sweet and cherished friend. From the bottom of my heart.
~ S
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