Alright, gents, fellow brothers in arms, here is my second blog post regarding AnastasiaDate. The first one, some weeks back, addressed the possible, but still rare, use of AI generated “ladies” on the site. This post today will address the normal situation, what one sees overwhelmingly.
Again, by way of background, I have spent a lot of time and money on AnastasiaDate (“AD”) at this point, and been approached by and conversed with many, many ladies there. The numbers are actually somewhat staggering. I have probably spent some $20,000 to $30,000 on that site now alone. The number of letters from ladies I have received has been enormous. Once I blew past 15,000 letters received on AD, the site started deleting the older ones for reasons of storage, and that was some while back. Now, many ladies will send multiple letters, so the number of unique individuals is smaller, but still a huge number. At its peak, I was regularly receiving more than 300 letters a day. And I have interacted with quite a few ladies, at varying levels of depth. So what I’m describing here below is based on a pretty robust sampling of what you’re likely to find on the site.
There are two basic theories of what the site really constitutes. I don’t know what the truth in fact is, and I make no assertion. But I discuss the possibilities and the evidence I have seen…
One, the entire operation might be a huge, coordinate fraud. It could be a large company which employs skads of attractive women on an independent contractor basis. In this scenario, the ladies would be getting a kickback, a percentage, of all the revenue they generate for the site from the paying customers, namely the men. So an attractive lady who manages to get a large number of men ensnared in lots of chats, video chats, cam shares, exchanges of gifts, etc., and keeps the men there on the site, and is not willing to off of the site with them to start communicating via a messenger like WhatsApp or Telegram, will generate a lot of revenue for the site and a lot of kickbacks for herself. There is an enormous amount of evidence which points in precisely this direction, as I will describe below.
Two, the site might be entirely innocent, it does its best, it’s a premier league site, and if a lot of ladies on the site don’t have genuine intentions, that’s hardly anything the site could know about or control for effectively. The “gosh golly” side of my personality has wanted desperately to believe this is so, to the tune of tens of thousands of dollars. But I grow jaded as time goes by and my experience piles up.
So the basic, plain vanilla fact pattern that I have faced countless times on AD goes something like this…
To begin with, just for understanding where I’m coming from in case if affects your own analysis of the situation, I have an unusual and distinctive background, in terms of my beliefs, characteristics, history. I am also looking for a very, very rare type of lady in terms of her beliefs, something so rare, it is almost impossible to find in modern society these days. I am also looking only for a lady of child-bearing age, so in her 20s or early to mid 30s. And I’m looking for a lady who could inspire a gent in the bedroom. She doesn’t necessarily have to be a “10”, but I have generally been responding to ladies who are toward the upper end of the attractiveness scale, or at least in the upper half of the attractiveness scale. So someone who is looking for a different type of profile than I have been might well have a very different experience than I have.
The basic pattern is this. Due to the number of letters I have been receiving, I don’t actually approach any women myself first. I look through ladies who have sent me letters, and respond by letter to some of those where I think there might be promise. I typically ask if they have had a chance to really read through my profile, as I put a lot of information in there about myself and whom I am looking for.
They then reach out to me, either by response letter, or with chat invites. And we have an initial chat. Things generally go well, and both of us express interest in each other and in more chats, and often we arrange our next chat day and time, etc.
We then have a series of chats over time, getting into not only lighthearted but also truly substantive matters and those of the soul. But communicating via the site has some downsides.
Principal among them is the cost. The man (not the woman) gets billed for every minute of chat. Video chat, where you can see her but she can’t see you, is billed at 2x the rate. Cam share, where you can both see each other simultaneously, is billed at 6x the rate. But in none of these options can you actually speak with each other in real time audio. You always have to type your communications back and forth to each other via text.
So what, you might say to yourself, who cares? Aren’t text messages good enough? Yes and no. The site does have a built in translation program, which works fairly well, and is fairly quick. But it’s not perfect, and sometimes gives translations that are off, in ways that can actually adversely affect the couple’s ability to understand their true emotions and intentions. Second, there is always a time lag in the translation, so that by the time you see her text to you, she is responding in it to something you wrote a few texts ago, and you are already typing your next thing to her. It’s crunchy, and again can lead to damaging misunderstandings. Third, each little text you type to her is sharply limited in length. To really tell a story, for example, of personal history, the long list of sordid events leading to your divorce from your prior wife, whatever, it’s very tough to do so in lots of tiny little bites. It’s like trying to write War and Peace using nothing but Twitter texts. Doable, but tough.
Worse, and truly devastating, is that I have a number of times now lived through situations where I’m pretty darned certain that the lady herself isn’t in fact typing. That is, there’s some 350-pound hairy guy sitting in soiled shorts in his mother’s basement in Hamtranck, Michigan, or somewhere in the suburbs of Kyiv, who is actually reading what you type and responding to you. The girl is just a pretty face sitting there, trying not to screw up, and listening to the actual correspondent telling her when you have asked that she smile at you, or wave to you, or do something specific that you think might verify that she’s really a part of this conversation. I have seen this not just on AD, but also more than once on the UA Dreams dating site as well, so beware!
But many of the ladies on AD are real ladies, having real conversations with you themselves, and that is reasonably evident from what you can observe on the video of them.
But that doesn’t mean her intentions are true.
So, because of the horrific cost of comms via the site over time, and so that I can see the lady and speak with her real time, both for verification of her authenticity as well as to gauge our ability to communicate effectively with each other in English, and for the quality of the conversation in terms of real time reactions and responses, and in order to be able to pre-prepare blocks of text which I can send to her efficiently, or to send her articles, photos and memes of potential mutual interest, I ask her if she would be willing to start communicating with me off the site, either through direct personal email, or via a messenger like WhatsApp or Telegram.
And here’s where things go south.
The lady doesn’t want to. She prefers the site. Why?, you ask. Because she feels safe there. OK, maybe there’s something to that, the site does only show you her first name, and city she lives in, and some basic profile type info. The guy doesn’t know her last name, or where she works, or her email address, or phone number, etc.
So I work with her. I say, well why don’t we just do personal email at first? Then at least I can write something longer, and attach files and photos, and not go bankrupt paying huge fees to the site all the time. No, she doesn’t want to do that. Wants to get to know more about each other on the site first. OK, I say. Even though she could set up a fresh, dummy email account, no problem, and communicate with you that way, without ever having to disclose her real last name or any other identifying information. But she doesn’t want to, doesn’t feel comfortable.
And most certainly she doesn’t want to go on a messenger. She doesn’t trust those. And she would have to use her own phone number (or, of course, a new one set up for the purpose of not contaminating her normal phone number), and who knows what horrible things could happen to her then! And don’t you know that Telegram is owner and run by Pavel Durov, who is Russian and a former member of the intel services there, so of course we can’t use that. So let’s use WhatsApp, I say, I use it all the time. No dice, she doesn’t want to.
And don’t you trust me, she asks? Our relationship has to be built on trust. Why won’t you trust me?
And so I ask again, I try to explain how expensive the site is. And she comes back at me with, “You keep pushing at this, and that makes me only more uncomfortable.” In other words, bring it up again, bud, and it’ll never happen.
But I’m persistent. Then she rolls out the heavy guns. She had a bad experience in the past. That is why she is uncomfortable getting off the site. She doesn’t want to get into any of the specifics of what that bad experience was, just that she had a bad experience. This kills any further discussion of the subject. I have heard this precise line so many times now, bad experience, means won’t go off site, but won’t tell you anything about what that bad experience was, that it’s like a get out of jail free card, or a trump card. You’re not getting off the site. I keep wondering who all these monsters are out there, all these horrible men who have been contaminating the entire pool of available women with bad experiences. I don’t think I know any guys like that. Maybe a handful, here and there, but so many that every single woman you talk with had her life ruined because some guy knew her email address or cell number? It doesn’t make any sense. On email, you can block someone. And on your cell. And if it’s a really bad situation, you get a new cell number. None of those involve disclosing to you her true last name, or where she lives. So who are all these monsters out there? I don’t know. It sounds to me like a pat excuse fielded by the ladies like kryptonite against Superman to get him to shut up about communicating outside of the site.
So OK, I’ve been shut up. But I have to reproduce. So I have to find a lady. And this is a real lady, willing to at least interact with me via the site, and she’s hot. And she’s otherwise acting quite interested. So I keep blowing fistfuls of cash on chats, video chats, etc. etc.
Also worth discussing how to leave the AD site if you in fact find a unicorn lady willing to do so with you. The site very aggressively and very successfully uses an AI system to block any and all attempts you might make to communicate to a lady via chat what your cell phone number is, or your email address, or your home address, or your last name, etc. You’re in a lobster trap, and you can’t get out. The site carefully gatekeeps so that there are two ways out, only two, and each of them involves you paying a stiff toll for the right to tell the lady your name and cell number. One, you can schedule a “Call Me” cell call with the lady. This can only be done via the auspices of the site, the site lines it up, and calls you on your cell, and a translator is on the line with you to help with linguistic understanding, and the site has promised that it will not censor what you say to the lady, including your real name and cell number. It costs 100 credits to do so, so $40.
So you propose this to the lady. Never once have I had a lady agree to the Call Me option. “No,” she says, “there have been electrical outages, there are problems with cell phone communications.” No problem, I say, let’s schedule it anyway, and maybe we get lucky, maybe there’s good reception and no power outage. No, she says, too uncertain. And she won’t budge. No matter what. She’s more dug in on that position than Japanese soldiers on Iwo Jima in WWII.
OK, I say, there is one other option the site offers, namely I send you a gift. It’s much more expensive for me ($200 minimum, or higher, like $350). But she’s worth it, right? She’s hot. She says she likes you. The site makes it easy to send a gift, they have a menu for that. You never learn any info about the lady, but you can write your gift card that accompanies the gift, and you can write your full name and cell phone number on there, and she will get it. And it’s a high quality gift, not garbage. It is, in fact, something you can be proud of.
Now the delivery time is not what the site says. The site says 3-5 days. Not true. Probably due to wartime conditions, and this is no slight against the site whatsoever, they’re doing a good job here, it will take typically 10 to 14 days to arrive. But it will arrive, and they take a picture of the lady receiving it, so you know. And now she’s got your contact information.
So you mention the gift option to her, you offer to send roses (there’s a minimum number that guarantees the site its revenue). If she’s gracious, that’s great. But time and again I have mentioned roses, and she then asks me to send her one of the gift cards instead, for food, or cosmetics, or lingerie, or household wares. You send her the gift, she gets it, and she keeps sending you chat invites and letters on the site, and doesn’t use the direct contact info. I have scars all over my body from this fact pattern.
So to boil it down, even if you can, like pulling teeth, finally get her to agree to try comms off site, she will steer you away from the cheap, quick Call Me option, to the gifts, and specifically to a gift with enduring monetary value rather than the beautiful and romantic but ephemeral roses.
I, however, like Sisyphus, keep pushing the boulder up the hill every day, and have succeeded in getting precisely 5 ladies to actually communicate with me off the site. It has been a Herculean effort, but now I am in the promised land, right?
Not so fast. Even if you get her to communicate with you via a messenger, you have some exchanges there, and then you start to see her sending you chat invites and letters on the site again. Why? You haven’t been a monster. You didn’t ask for any risqué photos of herself. Nothing like that. A true gentleman. But here she is, migrating back to the site. And this is even for ladies with serviceable to even very good English, so the built in translation program on the site plays much less of a role in dictating preferences. So why? Well, here the little green man in your head, the red who lives under your bed, in the immortal words of the Kinks, starts to clear his throat. Maybe, just maybe, the lady earns a kickback off of all the comms you have with her on the site. That doesn’t apply when you communicate off the site…
Or, and I’ve had this twice now, the lady, after being pulled and pushed and prodded into finally doing something, anything, off the site, still won’t use her cell to look you up on a messenger via your cell. Instead, she sends you only a direct personal email. And it’s not from a real email account in her own name. It’s obviously a new dummy account set up for the purpose of concealing her true identity. Or appears to use her real name, but it turns out that’s not her real name. And she asks you now for money. For the trip to visit you that you had been discussing, to get a visa, to pay expenses for her family that she can’t afford, and don’t you care about her family too? And no, you can’t wire it to her, or send her a check, because that would involve her disclosing her actual, real name. So she wants you instead to wire the money via PayPal to a “friend” of hers, who will in turn, for sure, give her the cash. Riiiight.
Or, I’ve gotten the straight out sugar daddy request, could you please send me money for my exercise classes, and by the way, don’t I look great in this sheer fitting bra over my ample chest?
So when the request for actual cash money finally bares its fangs, I always go to Andrij at Ukrainian Passport, and ask him who this lady really is. And the results have been amazing. And have saved me piles of cash, and countless hours, and immeasurable heartbreak. They can sniff out—and prove up, with hard evidence of staggering depth and breadth—a fraud two miles against the wind like an Alabama hound dog in its prime.
But here I sit, broke, and brokenhearted, with a huge stable of gorgeous ladies on the site, none of whom is willing to communicate with me outside the site. In the few cases where I have finally dragged one by main force into comms outside the site, in three of five of those cases, it has turned out to be, again, a financial fraud. So two dogs left in the hunt, off site with me. One great lady on the site who has thrown every conceivable objection up against comms outside the site, but I have persisted, and she says she’s going to try to figure out how to get a messenger to work on her computer… And that’s it.
I’m happy to have direct conversation with anyone who would like more granular info or to run fact patterns by me. Just let Andrij know, and he can run it past me to see if I’m free to do so.
All the best in your hunt and in your travails,
Your brother in arms