Winstar,
Are you thinking of Ariel Levy's Female Chauvinist Pigs: Women And The Rise Of Raunch Culture ?
No, it definitely was another book, but it's great to see female authors writing books commenting on the subject. I actually only feel it in Toronto. Most of the girls outside of the country are quite nice actually. Pretty, smart, and kind, and a lot of fun to be around. I remember one year abroad this really really extremely hot 20 year old asked me if she could take me out on my birthday, and secretly threw a surprise party for me. We went to a really nice restaurant, and all of her friends and mine were there. She then asked the staff if they could make me a special drink and they came back with THE most amazing drink I ever had, with every type of liquor the restaurant had, free of charge. It was about a litre. The restaurant even provided wine on the house. I actually only met her two weeks earlier, and she was so nice. I definitely thanked her properly afterwards.
Another time, I went to a bar in Boston, and the ladies (this really hot college pair), bought me a drink and wanted to get to know me. It was so easy to talk with them, and because they were so sweet, I ended up going back to their place that night. They knew what they wanted and there was no pretense.
Yet another time I was on the road and made a stop at a McD's on a highway stopover, and there were these really hot blonde twins working there (probably late teens to early twenties). I told my friend who was driving to go back to the restaurant, but to go through the drive through and tell them that we thought X and Y were cute. They took their break, and met us outside in the parking lot and sent us away happy.
Yet another time I was abroad, and these two girls asked me out to go with them to a bar as it was my last night. One of them looked like a really hot version of Rachel Leigh Cook, and her friend was pretty hot as well. They just kept buying me shot after shot, and we went home back to the place we all were staying. I stayed with one girls, and then her roommate joined us until early morning. Actually it was interesting because these girls were from the US, and I was with a group of Canadian girls, for ten days, and none of them would even give me the time of day. The girls from America came in four days before we were leaving, and were so nice, and on the last day made me feel really good about myself. The Canadian girls were awful and stuck up. I hated being around them. They didn't make me feel good about myself, irrespective of whether we had sex or not.
When I was in Montreal, the concierge girl at the hotel I was staying was so nice and helpful and told me all the places I should check out while there. I was staying at a high end hotel, and she was smoking. One night I came back home, and she made reservations for me to go to one of the best jazz bars in the city, as a surprise. She got off at that time, so I imagined she wanted me to invite her out. I ended up calling her and asking if should would like to join me in my suite. We ended up staying in that night, making our own jazz.
I could go on, but the girls are just so hilarious in Toronto. They spend all this time getting ready to go out, looking good, and then go back home bored out of their minds, with their girlfriends playing mother goose, cock blocking, acting like they are protecting them, but secretly despising the fact that their friend is getting more attention then they are, so they have to kill it for both of them - that is, if the girl likes a guy in the first place.
Go elsewhere and you will find girls that worship you. And you don't have to read stupid books like the Game, and act like someone you're not. The girls in let's say America, go out with douchbags because they have no choice. When someone with class steps up, they flock. The girls in Toronto on the otherhand will actually prefer a douche over a man with their act together. It's absurd. Plus the girls in the States are SO nice. And really really very fun to be around. Once I had these experiences, particularly the one with the group of American girls when I was abroad with the Canadian girls, to compare, I have never looked back. When I am in Toronto, I don't bother to call anyone to go out. I hobby. Then I go back to the States and have a ball. Life is so short, especially as a young man. Don't waste it with bitter girls. Spend your time on women who know your value and have the guts and smarts to go after it.