I guess we all know it by now, but the infamous Tom Torero is dead. Passed away or suicide, I’m not sure, but either way I wanted to say a few words about his passing and what he meant to me.
Tom was like a father to me. And that may sound silly since I never even met the guy but it still felt like that. A little background info: My father, whom I respect dearly, divorced my mom, or rather she divorced him, when I was 12, right before I entered the phase in my life where I turned from boy-hood to manhood. I barely saw my dad in this period because I went to live with my mom so obviously missed a father figure in this period of my life to show me how to handle all the things you face when you become a man, like finding your identity, your fashion, taking risks, how to deal with women, confidence etc.
Tom Torero helped me with all this. Luckily I came across his podcasts after watching the lame Simple Pickup chodes and got hooked, haha – hook point (I still see him holding his hand up like a fish hook in that Beginner Daygame video with Craig). His nice bad boy series, his bamboozling, his podcasts and his, as Krauser said very well, unquenchable thirst for adventure, all motivated me to do something similar. They ignited a fire within me and showed me what was possible. From chubby Oxford nerd to a life of adventure. From wanking loner to a life filled with girls. I wanted that. I wanted to be a daygamer, I wanted to be a playboy, I wanted to travel the world and take risks, all whilst making money from my laptop. And I still do, or at least a part of me, and I know that I will, and that all started with the Indiana Jones of daygame, Tom Torero. For that I am forever grateful.
Now I only know Tom from his videos and podcasts (sadly I never bought any of his books), but I could tell he was a good lad. It really makes me sad that someone who put so much effort in to helping men improve their lives has to leave us this way. The SJW’s and their evil attempt at shaming him to be taking advantage of girls, totally twisting the message he actually preached for some quick fame got to him and apparently it became too much. From what I know Torero took his own life, but if he really did I will never know. Maybe it’s a way of retiring his old persona and he is now sipping a cocktail on the beach in Latin-America with a sexy Colombian minx or Russian princess by his side. Or maybe not. If he is really gone, then I hope his soul does enjoy that cocktail anyway. He’s definitely earned it.
Tom inspired me with his travel vlogs, including the Black Sheep Bandit episodes, not because he was doing epic shit, but because he dreamt about it for years and was now realizing it. He really lived. Seeing it gave me hope and drive to achieve the same.
And oh did he teach me much about game. I still remember starting out with a 10 x 10 challenge in The Hague, listening to his podcasts on the train. OSVIC OSVIC (open stack vibe invest close), I kept repeating it in my head. And ofcourse everything went blank the moment I got myself in front a girl. Super cringe when I think back, but also loads of fun.
Many, and I mean many, daygamers/playboys wouldn’t be where they are today if it weren’t for Tom. He pulled us out from our rooms and on to the streets. Face the fear and do it anyway, grab life by the horns, lick the lid of life, flirt with life, jump right in, no excuses, embrace the pain, don’t hide your dick etc. It all came from his videos and has helped thousands of men worldwide. Now that’s a legacy that won’t be matched.
Thanks for being the katalyst to changing my life for the better Tom, and may you rest in peace. I will do some sets in your honor this week.
Let this be a lesson for all of us to reach out to each other when you think your brothers need it, even if you don’t know them that well. It may just save their life.