You open this by being surprised that your median interaction time before sex is so much lower than other people's, but the median person you have sex with attends sex parties and/or slutcon. It seems like the reason for this difference is fairly obvious?
I do not like seeing material on this on LessWrong. This might be me being a grumpy old-timer, but I feel like we fought a rather extended battle a long time ago to get PUA-adjacent content out of here, we (mostly) succeeded, but in the last few years it's been kinda seeping back into the community and I would really prefer that not happen. We even have people linking to PUA blogs in the comments here!
Huh, I guess the PUA fights happened before my time? FWIW, I think dating discourse is fine on LW. I can imagine it having a big effect on the culture if it became much more prominent, but it's currently very far away from that, and dating/romance/sex and all of that stuff is a big part of people's lives. Strongly discouraging discussion of it seems like it would introduce pretty huge blindspots into our maps of the world (and to leave much low-hanging fruit of applying the art of rationality on the table).
Of course people should vote how they want, but in as much as people are trying to claim some kind of consensus against this kind of content on the site, at least I as site admin can report that I am not currently on board with that supposed consensus![1]
My personal experience is that reading this kind of stuff feels kind of uncomfortable for me in the moment, while I also (at the end of the day) think it's relatively useful for me to read. I am mostly glad for the people who think about this kind of stuff more.
I was only 14 or 15 when it was happening and I don't remember it in too much detail, but I'm surprised it completely passed you by.
I am failing to find many top-level posts about it, mostly asides and then comment sections about it[1], but in 2009 Eliezer wrote Of Exclusionary Speech and Gender Politics. In it, he's mostly making a point I believe is true and have thought of many times since, similar to "You Don't Exist, Duncan", that one of the key issues with gendered language is that it explicitly excludes the reader from it, in a way that the author and many readers don't notice, but the excluded reader immediately does, and this is other-ing.
Then relevantly, as something of an aside, he gives this account of "PUA":
And if someone decides that all discussion of the PUA (pickup artist) community, makes her feel excluded...?
Er... I have to say... I sort of get that one. I too can feel the locker-room ambiance rising off it. Now, yes, we have a lot of men here who are operating in gender-imbalanced communities, and we have men here who are nerds; and if you're the sort of person who reads Less Wrong, there is a certain conditional probability that you will be the sort of person who tries to find a detailed manual that solves your problems...
...while not being quite sane enough to actually notice you're driving away the very gender you're trying to seduce from our nascent rationalist community, and consequentially shut up about PUA...
...oh, never mind. Gender relations much resembles the rest of human existence, in that it largely consists of people walking around with shotguns shooting off their own feet. In the end, PUA is not something we need to be talking about here, and if it's giving one entire gender the wrong vibes on this website, I say the hell with it.
And if someone decides that it's not enough that a comment has been downvoted to -5; it needs to be banned, or the user needs to be banned, in order to signify that this website is sufficiently friendly...?
Sorry - downvoting to -5 should be enough to show that the community disapproves of this lone commenter.
As he was the head moderator and founder of the site, I think this is probably as clear a sense of the cultural attitude at the time. And indeed, 4 years later when someone wrote a defense of PUA, it received -44 karma (but was not censored).
(It also received 95 comments! This was back when LW was sorted by chronological order, so downvoted posts got the same intense attention as upvoted posts, and got as much discussion, which the current LW team would consider a poor allocation of users' attention.)
Nice, this is very helpful. I remember reading the Eliezer post, but not much of any surrounding discussion.
I personally am reasonably sympathetic to the top commenter, and also we have better mechanisms for people to hide this kind of stuff from their site experience now. But I do think it makes Davis's argument pretty forceful in that the last moderation action (even if over a decade ago) on this topic was to decide not to have that kind of stuff around. I'll think about whether I'll want to change that decision, or release new guidance, or whatever.
FWIW my current stance is that this content is good for the reasons you mention, but that I (and I suspect many others) would like slightly better ability to filter it out of our day-to-day site experience.
My first idea is that standard NSFW content (i.e. explicitly sexual) should be able to be flagged by readers as such (not relying on the author to get it right). For posts it should let you know at the top of the post, either in the tags or beside the author name and date) and that NSFW comments should be click-to-view, like how Reddit does with many images.

And of course, users like Wentworth should easily be able to hit a toggle in their user settings for "don't blur NSFW content for me".
Yes, it was a prominent debate early on and I think the eventual conclusion was that permitting PUA-type stuff can make the space really unwelcoming for some people (especially women) and can potentially lead to very negative consequences (sexual harassment/assault, etc.), so it was better avoided. I'm not sure if it was ever formally banned but it kinda became one of those "we don't do that here" sorts of things.
This is LessWrong. If you want something gone, argue that it's false, or link to previous arguments that it's false, don't just come kvetching about how you don't personally like it.
I am more than happy to update in response to evidence, that's what I want. I write about dating because I want people to tell me what I'm missing. Complaining that this is all vaguely bad somehow is not that.
Wrong argument. If people started posting videos of cats on LessWrong, they would not be "false", but I'd downvote them just the same. Being false is not the only reason to keep them off LessWrong.
(I did find this post interesting and upvoted it.)
There are adjacent things besides just truth which apply in that case - e.q. arguments that something will not lead to any intellectual progress in any domain, or (in the case of advice posts) arguments that the advice is harmful.
I feel like Davis is making a fine argument (in structure) here. In as much as there was an extended battle to get PUA-adjacent content off of LW, and some kind of consensus formed among long-time contributors to the site that this kind of content is bad to post on LW, then that would be a reasonable thing to bring up. Ideally it would include links to past arguments and discussions about the merits, but it's at least a pointer.
I am genuinely curious what arguments people have made in the past. I have a whole lot of my own arguments about what kind of content seems good or bad here, and my current guess is stuff like this is fine (and to some degree good because it prevents us becoming a soulless professional space, though there are also attractors for LW to become a pathological contrarian/edgy place, so it's definitely possible to go wrong here).
Have you seen The Nature of Offense? I remember feeling very proud of this post and thinking that it kind of "saved" LW from the PUA war at the time. (It came last in a sequence of posts debating the controversy by many prominent posters, and got the highest karma by a large margin. Afterwards, the debate mostly died down, and people seemed to stop posting PUA content voluntarily.) @Ben Pace
Yeah, I remember reading it. I gave it a small-upvote. I think it's a reasonably point but at least for me doesn't really feel like it explains much of what seems to me most important about navigating these kinds of situations, though it does seem like a relevant piece of the puzzle. I would be surprised if it meaningfully "resolved" the debate, or played that large of a role in things dying down, but I wasn't around at the time, so am not confident.
That was my memory/assessment, but of course I'd be biased in that direction. I guess the only evidence I can easily point out (for a large role in things dying down) is that Alicorn was tracking all of the top-level posts on the topic, and nothing came after mine. I'd be interested in anyone else's take, if they were around at the time and remember this drama. I guess @Roko should remember, since it he was centrally involved (and wrote the comment that triggered the main debate).
What about the other posts that Alicorn tracked? Do you think the old debate was reasonably complete, or have additional thoughts/arguments that none of them brought up?
It is valid to say something is not topical for lesswrong, or that the focus of lesswrong is shifting in a negative way, so I think the standard that you (John) request is not good. Personally, I would like to see more posts on your research! But I’m guessing that the dating stuff doesnt really take away from that (and for the most part, I just don’t read it).
On LessWrong, if you want to say that something is negative, you should provide a rational argument for why you think something is negative, if you want another person to listen.
I do want a LessWrong that's primarily about rational argumentation, where we might agree what's rational but where we strive to convince each other with rational arguments.
I disagree, in this very particular case. I was trying to say something similar a day ago and really struggled to come up with a better word.
The point is that the argument is supposed to be about the object-level thing, about whether the object-level claim is true or the object-level advice will have the effects it is claimed to have. The argument is not supposed to be things like "saying this will offend some people" or "you're a bad person for saying this". I struggle to come up with a better word or short phrase for that than "rational"; the standard connotations seem basically correct.
I don't think so in this context. There's a huge difference between appeal to "I don't like X" and providing rational arguments.
There are plenty of arguments that might be made in an attempt to convince beyond just trying to shut off conversation with social pressure.
I don't mind the original comment, and think it should exist.
My model is that it's a kinda of "ultra-strong downvote", that also appears to the side's moderators in keeping dating-adjacent topics off of frontpage, as well as discouraging them in general.
I also think you should keep posting whatever you'd like, and we let karma sort out what people see. But I also think the correct number of almost-persuasive comments that are merely ultra-strong downvotes/upvotes is nonzero.
I wasn't around for the first LW PUA wars, though I "experienced" them in reading the threads in retrospect.
What's your sense of why one side won, and the other didn't, back then? I'm curious how the consensus was reached.
Pickup artists of the 2010s referred to these as 'infields'.
If you look for videos using that term, you'll find a mixture of people recording people who didn't know or want to be recorded...and paid actors. I think anyone who might benefit from these sorts of descriptions is likely going to either be unable to tell the difference between real and fabricated stories, or too different from the storyteller to directly apply the lessons.
Examples of written infields here, here/here, here, here and here. Generally these match my experiences and I'd softly vouch for them in terms of realism, if not accuracy, though some are by guys who are much more skilled than I am/was. (Selection bias of course applies here, a ton)
In general the infields I've seen on e.g. YouTube match my experience of ~1k approaches, though I haven't done any nightgame.
Strong upvoted. I don't get why people are upset, these stories aren't even particularly obscene? [1]
As someone who is also into power dynamics, but significantly less skilled than John, I very much appreciate these stories, and would like to see more.
Where else are people supposed to go to discuss kinky sexuality in a level-headed way? (In particular the quality of the discourse I have seen on fetlife seems pretty bad on average.)
The last one hits kinda hard, but due to the emotional aspect and not due to any obscenity. ↩︎
I gave her safewords up front
You say this phrase multiple times. I think it would be great if you would be more explicit about the exact mechanics you go through when doing that.
Sure, my standard safeword script runs roughly as follows:
Hold out your arm. <She holds out her arm, and I hold it by the wrist with one hand>
Your safewords are red and yellow. Yellow means caution, red means stop. If you can't speak, tapping <at this point I tap her arm to demonstrate> also substitutes for "red". Understand? <Usually she nods>
Now I'm going to cause you some pain, increasing over time. I want you to say "yellow" and then "red" when it feels appropriate.
<Still holding her wrist, I put my thumb on a pressure point near the bicep, and start to squeeze, slowly increasing pressure. Usually that one alone isn't enough pain for a safeword, so I'll eventually switch to the hip flexor. Eventually, she says "yellow", and I ease off a little, then continue the ramp-up a little slower until she says "red". This whole time, I mostly watch her face, to make sure I can actually tell when she's feeling bad levels of pain; from my end this is about calibration of pain tolerance and reactions at least as much as safewords.>
<Eventually, she says "red", and I immediately stop.> Good girl.
(This is assuming someone subby and masochistic, obviously it runs a little different otherwise, but the high level generally stays the same.)
To which she smiled playfully, and replied "Mayyyybe". I still think of that moment every time someone says "consent means an enthusiastic yes" or "maybe means no".
Would love to read a top-level post on this topic, because what people preach about consent ("only an enthusiastic verbal "yes" is consent"), and what most people do in practice are worlds apart.
I wish we lived in a world where an enthusiastic verbal "yes" could always be obtained for consent, instead you have to read facial expressions and tone and body language and breathing, etc...
I do like that you always pause and explain safewords and test usage before getting into the more serious stuff (from that point on consent seems pretty clear-cut), but you still have to get to that point with physical escalations where consent is very murky.
(But you also did finger Chesed without verbal consent, just using body language. That seems pretty advanced. If you have a model of what exact body language cues you are looking for to be confident enough that you are not violating her consent by doing that, it would be interesting to read your thoughts on that.)
EDIT TO ADD: a friend suggested I add a warning at the top of this post. The wording is theirs, but I basically endorse it. "Warning: The author of this post describes speedy seductions that rely on context and body language to understand what women want without asking directly. It works for the author and his sexual partners, but imitating the author's seduction style could result in serious boundary violations if you aren't unusually skilled at understanding context and body language. Err on the side of not committing sexual assaults."
There's a genre of dating discourse which I wish were more common, in which people just tell detailed stories of their own flirtation, courtships, dating, hookups, sex, fights, relationships, etc, etc. People tend to instead write about abstract lessons learned and takeaways and models, but so often those lessons and takeaways and models just don't match my actual observations (of myself or others) at all. So I'm left thinking "ok, clearly this person is Missing Something, but maybe I am also Missing Something, so what the heck is going on here?". Without their raw data, their actual detailed stories, I don't have the pieces to put together an accurate model.
Anyway, in a recent comment, I mentioned
... and apparently a whole lot of people are very surprised and confused at this. So I guess it's a good time to write the genre I want to see. Here are some stories from my own life, which I think are pretty representative of my experiences.
Be warned, this is definitely going to be NSFW.
Story 1
I was at a fusion dance[1] in the Bay Area.
Background: I'm a pretty good dancer. At that point I'd been partner dancing for about 15 years. I'd also broken up a month earlier, so I had a sudden influx of time on my hands, and I'd been going out dancing more regularly than usual - maybe once or twice a week. On this particular evening, I was definitely in a In The Market sort of mood, keeping an eye out for sexual opportunities.
As usual, I rotated around dancing with different people each song. There were maybe two or three girls who seemed particularly into the dance, and who I asked for another. A couple of those cases involved very intimate "micro" dances - basically, you dance in a tight hug, with very small torso motions in time with the music.
Mid-late into the evening, with maybe an hour left, I went back to one of the girls I'd had a couple micro dances with. When dancing, she had quickly dropped into a trance-like headspace that I now identify as subspace (a BDSM term which I didn't know at the time, but which is also common for follows in close partner dances). That seemed promising. I asked her to dance again, and we stood in a corner in close embrace, me leading small motions to the music, her in a trance state following. When the song wrapped up, I whispered "care to dance another?", and we did. And then another. And then I didn't even bother asking if she wanted to keep dancing, we just kept at it for eleven songs in a row until the event ended.
We stood there looking at each other for a minute, foreheads pressed together. She was still coming back to full awareness. "I need to get to bed tonight, but we should probably exchange contact info" I said eventually. She agreed.
I don't think I have the original text chain anymore, but our texts went something like...
Me: I want to dance with you again. Preferably somewhere more private, where the norms do not prevent my lips from stopping before they reach your neck.
Her: So you felt that way too...
Me: What's your schedule look like?
[... a week passes, with no response...]
Me: Hey, you ok?
Her: Sorry for the silence. Just, um, look I need to be honest with you, I recently separated from my husband. And I'm really excited about you but I don't want to mislead you, I mean I am still married, but we broke up and it's still very fresh.
Me: Not a problem. I'm recently out of a ten year relationship myself.
Her: Oh! Sorry to hear that. Anyway yeah, I'd really like to get together.
Me: Are you free <list of evenings, blah blah blah, there followed some logistics>.
(Probably the original texts were less compressed than that, but that was the general gist.)
On the designated evening, I picked her up at her house, around 6 PM or so. We drove about half an hour to a restaurant I like, generally chatting, getting each others' basic background stories. I don't remember the details of conversation well enough to recount them.
One moment I do remember was at the restaurant. She was looking nervous, and I said so. She replied that, yeah, she was here with a guy she barely knew, yada yada. So I took both her hands, looked her in the eye, and said roughly "I promise that I will leave you better and stronger than I found you. That is my number one priority, everything else is secondary. I can't promise that nothing will suck along the way, I can't promise you won't get hurt, but I will do everything I can to leave you better and stronger in the end."
That seemed to help her, a lot.
From the restaurant, we drove back to my apartment. It was somewhat-nicely decorated: string lights on the ceiling, a cool art piece on the wall, big open space for dancing, a pretty French-cafe-style small table and chairs in the corner. (My current place is rather a lot nicer, though.) I put on some music, and we got straight to dancing.
At some early point I asked "Are you hoping I tear off that dress?". To which she smiled playfully, and replied "Mayyyybe". I still think of that moment every time someone says "consent means an enthusiastic yes" or "maybe means no". In fact, I remember thinking of that moment when she herself enthusiastically cheered someone saying "maybe means no, consent requires an enthusiastic yes" at the opening of a sex party some months later.
Anyway, we danced. The first two or three songs were pretty normal fusion dancing: close embrace, micro movements, etc. I would occasionally run a finger down her spine, or make a point of breathing out with my lips near her neck right below the ear. A few songs in, I escalated to kissing her neck, pulling her head back by the hair, and generally running my hands around. I paused at one point to give her safewords, and poked a pressure point until she used them, to make sure she knew she could. She responded well to a little pain, so as we went back to dancing I bit the spot where her neck met her shoulders, and she clearly liked that a lot. Another song in, we made out. Another song or two, and I started to gradually remove her clothes, and both kiss and bite her torso. A few more songs, and eventually I just dropped on a knee and started to eat her out.
She didn't stay standing very long once that started.
I alternated eating her out and biting her, while pinning her arms down on the floor, or sometimes holding her down by the neck. At the time I didn't know her well enough to confidently tell when she was or wasn't orgasming, but with the benefit of hindsight I know she came quite a few times.
Meanwhile, I, uh... somewhat irritatingly-to-me was not getting hard.
I never did manage to get it up that evening. That was how I realized I was burned out, at the time. But I sure did give her a good time. Good enough that she came back the next night. And the night after that. We dated for about a year and a half, seeing each other about once a week on average. There was always sex, usually for at least an hour. Sometimes we went out and did other things too, sometimes we'd chill and watch a movie, sometimes she'd just stay the night and we'd fuck for hours. The carpet of that apartment probably still has glitter in it from her, and her underwear hung from my string lights for months before I moved out.
After that episode, I made sure to stock viagra, and I use it more often than not, even when I'm not stressed. Sex is a lot more fun that way.
Tying back to the original motivator for this post: total direct interaction time between meeting and sex was maybe 3 hours, tops, spread out over 2-3 weeks? An hour of dancing that first night, some texting, an hour-and-change of driving and dinner, then the gradual ramp up to sex.
Story 2
This was the first evening at slutcon. Again, there was fusion dancing. I was dancing with a woman who I'd seen before, she was generally in the Bay Area rationalist/EA social circles, but I'd never interacted with her much.
This being slutcon, I felt more free than usual to physically escalate in the public dance space. She was clearly into it right from the first song, so I danced another few, quickly escalated to neck-biting and hair-pulling, and three or four songs in I pinned her against a wall and made out a bit.
After a little making out, I leaned in to speak quietly in her ear.
"There's a secret room in one of the buildings here, with a black stone table in it. I want to bring you to that room. And then I want to pick back up the dancing. I want to kiss your neck and bite your lip and slowly peel off that hot little outfit you're wearing, all while we still dance. I want to give you safewords. And then I want to pin you down on that stone table, stick my thumb into the pressure points along your thighs hard enough to make you gasp. Bite your breasts, leave a bit of a mark. Eat you out, make you squirm. And then I want to fuck you in that room, long and hard. Interested?"
She was silent for about a minute, while we continued to make out. I'm not sure she was even verbal at that point, she was clearly pretty into things. I eased up on the making out a little, and eventually she said "yes, I'd like that".
There were some minor logistics, but we fucked basically as advertised. We didn't go for very long by my standards because it was late; maybe 15 minutes of foreplay, 15 of oral, and then half an hour of outright sex? Since then, I've also fucked her in my apartment once, and ate her out at a sex party.
Total direct interaction time between meeting and sex was maybe 30-60 minutes, depending on how we count it.
Story 3
This story I've told before.
It was also at slutcon. Usually I am pretty committed to not trading sleep for flirtation, but slutcon was a container for experimentation, so on this occasion I stayed up late. And so, around 2 am, I found myself in a hot tub with maybe 8 naked people, mostly guys. There was a girl there who I'd briefly seen in one of the presentations, and I think I danced with her for one song earlier in the evening. (She goes by Chesed online, and writes at slutstack. She has also publicly written about this occasion and linked to my account, so I'm not going to maintain anonymity here.)
During a lull in conversation, I said "Chesed, what's your deal? It seems like your brain turns off whenever someone touches you.". She replied roughly "no, I don't think that's true at all". (Thanks to her account, I know that she was actually thinking "Yes! Exactly!" and in fact she felt quite surprised and flattered to be seen.) Unfortunately she totally failed to convey any playfulness, so I let it drop for a bit, even though I did not really buy her denial.
Maybe ten minutes later, another lull in conversation, I decided "fuck it, it's slutcon, we're supposed to try things" and gave it another shot. I crossed the hot tub to sit next to her (still at a comfortable distance) and asked if she wanted to cuddle. She was quiet for a moment, then said "I'm not sure", so I replied "take your time, I'll be here". Over the next 15 minutes or so, she first let her toes touch my toes, and then legs, and then gradually moved closer. I just stayed in place, sometimes making little circles on her skin with whatever body parts were touching. Eventually she was in my lap, and I was tracing patterns on her with my fingers, but not yet touching too personally. As predicted by my original comment, her brain seemed pretty off, she was kinda blissed out.
At that point she opened her eyes and sat up briefly, and said "has everyone done their homework yet?". This was a reference to the slutcon "homework assignment" given in the opening session: ask to touch at least one woman's boobs. It was meant to kick all the shy guys into being more forward than usual, which was part of the point of slutcon. Anyway, I am not so dense as to miss a hint that strong. I chuckled, said "ok, ok, I get it", and proceeded to grope her boobs. Two adjacent guys in the hot tub also took the opportunity to come closer and grope her a bit, and she happily melted back into her blissed-out state.
Things continued to escalate gradually. I applied a little more pain - some scratching, some pressure points, some biting. She clearly liked that. I advised one of the other guys to pull her hair a bit. Another guy and I each fingered her while I held her by the neck, all while she was still on my lap. Eventually, with the fingering getting pretty thorough and me biting her breasts, she politely excused herself and left.
A few days later, one of her boyfriends messaged saying that I should fuck her, and also provided some useful background info regarding her tastes. (If you haven't read her blog at all, suffice to say: her tastes lean very rough and rapey.) Arrangements were made. I will not go into the details of that encounter here, but suffice to say that it was maybe five minutes before my cock was in her mouth. Equipped with better background info, I gave her safewords up front (and made sure she could use them) and then got very rough pretty quickly, and she sure did like that.
Total direct interaction time between meeting and sex: about 30-60 minutes, depending on how you count it.
Story 4
A month or two after hooking up with Chesed, I got a message on LessWrong:
The name rang a bell. I replied:
and she answered
Let it be said: Chesed really comes through for her friends. Good woman. I replied back:
And she answered:
There followed some logistics, and I sent a hot smutty paragraph detailing what I intended to do to her (similar to the stuff I said in story 2, above, though more expanded).
We arranged the date, she showed up directly to my apartment, and it was straight to foreplay (similar to previous stories, but more roughness earlier). Chesed really nailed the matchmaking, our tastes match very well, and she's still one of the partners I see most often. When together, we usually fuck, generally pretty rough, some hypnosis thrown in more recently. Occasionally we go out on a date, e.g. to a show or an escape room, or just stay in and cuddle/chat/make out. My experience of affection is probably different from other peoples', but whatever thing I identify as affection, I feel a lot of it toward her. She's great.
Direct interaction time from first meeting to sex: under 30 minutes.
Story 5
There is only one person I've slept with who I interacted with directly for more than five hours beforehand.
We met in college. She was two years behind me, and we were both into the partner dance scene. We ended up platonic friends, and spent most of our social time together in a small group with a few others.
Around the time I graduated, she started to angle for a less platonic relationship. And I have to hand it to her, she really worked for that one. I was still a virgin at that point, had never had a romantic relationship at all, had never even been on a date. I did not know what to do with any of this.
For her part, she was also a virgin, but had a long-term boyfriend from high school. Even before I dated at all I knew polyamory felt far more natural to me than monogamy (claiming ownership over someone else' love life feels Just Wrong!), so I had no problem with her obvious pursuits when she had another boyfriend.
Anyway, she called every day after I graduated. I visited her, then she visited me, and we escalated physically each time, but verrrrry slowly. It was almost a year after my graduation that we finally had sex, both losing our virginities.
I was with her for ten years, mostly de-facto monogamous. Some of it was good, some of it was quite bad. Overall, in hindsight, it was the worst relationship I've had and probably an unusually bad relationship; there were unfixable problems which I now know to avoid upfront. The sex was not the only problem, but it was pretty bad by my current standards.
Direct interaction time from first meeting to sex: years.
Fusion is a partner dance, and it's particularly sensual/intimate as partner dances go. There doesn't have to be lots of close contact, but there usually is.