I just read an article about a magazine, Baby Talk that featured a baby breast feeding on its cover. Needless to say, people were outraged as though someone put a photo of a woman giving a blow job on the cover of a magazine. If you ask me, I think this is a issue that makes absolutely no sense. If you have a problem looking at breasts in public, that's a personal problem. I don't think a poor, hungry baby should suffer because you're uncomfortable looking at breasts. One lady in the article stated "I don't want my son or husband to accidentally see a breast they didn't want to see." I got news for you lady, there ain't many breasts that men don't want to see either by accident or on purpose! In fact, the best breast views occur when you're walking down the street, minding your own business, and BAM! a breasts pops out at you and you say to yourself, "Where the hell did that come from?!!
Admittedly I have to say that I'm not totally comfortable with seeing a woman breastfeed in public. HOWEVER, the world should not conform to only what I am comfortable with. There are like 5,999,999,999 other people here on the planet and even if most of them agree with me, why should we impose our views on the rest? I don't always believe that majority should rule.
I was at the community swimming pool with my two kids the other day and our neighbor was sitting out with her husband and baby and decided to whip out a breast and begin to feed. Immediately I felt uncomfortable. I didn't know if I should avoid looking at her, our would a casual glance be considered perverted or if she cared at all. Then there was her husband, how would he feel if he caught me looking in her general direction and thought that I was gawking at his wife? Eventually I got up and left. Disappointed, the kids crawled out of the pool and complained about leaving early. I don't blame my neighbor for my uncomfortable feelings. I feel she has a right to do what she did and it is up to me to decide how to deal with those emotions. This time I decided to just walk away. Perhaps next time I'll have a discussion with them about it, I don't know. What I do know was the easiest way to deal with my discomfort was to get up and walk away. Not to curse them, or make a public scene (to which I had absolutely no right to do), but just walk away.
I think that if women begin to breast feed more often in public, most of us will simply grow accustomed to it. It would be like my first time at a nude beach. For about 15 minutes every neuron in my body was firing off at once and my face was all hot and flush. 15 minutes later I'd forgotten I was at a nude beach and that the couple next me was engaged in 69. Okay, I'm kidding about the couple 69ing-she was just blowing him. KIDDING!
The fact of the matter is, we can't just eliminate everything that causes us discomfort. A little discomfort sometimes is good. Do you think the rest of the world is comfortable with how the U.S. behaves globally? No, but they tolerate us. Sure, there are factions out there that would like to see us wiped off the face of the earth, but the majority of the globe just puts up with us and wave us off as crazy Americans. My point is, we can go around the world busting out all of the light bulbs, or we can just close our eyes-either way the effect is the same, but the latter just saves so much energy.
Ciao!
Saturday, July 29, 2006
(C)ash (R)ules (E)verything (A)round (M)e (C.R.E.A.M.)
I had to have a heart-to-heart with the wife this morning about not handling her responsiblities. She's been driving for over 3 years without a driver's license and refuses to go get it. She got a DUI about 4 years ago. She went to all of her classes (of which I was very proud and thought that she was finally maturing), but never took the certificate down to renew her license. I didn't complain too much when she was driving her own car, but since her car broke down, (and she refuses to do anything to get it fixed) she drives my truck and I'm extremely concerned about her getting pulled over. Everytime I mention that she needs to get her driver's license, it turns into this super-huge argument. I can't see anywhere in this discussion where I am wrong. Perhaps I'm missing something, but I just don't understand female logic. How is it that I am putting myself at risk to allow you to drive my vehicle without a license but I am wrong for asking you to get your driver's license?
In my previous posts (on that deleted blog), I mentioned the fact that we should be allowed to hit stupid people in the head with a brick anytime they do something extremely stupid. And arguing with someone that is allowing you to get around in their car when you don't have one and you have no license is pretty stupid (**SMACK**). But what also deserves a (**SMACK**) is allowing someone who doesn't have a driver's license to drive your car. So we both deserve smacks today.
I guess I'm just at my wits end with this woman. She's not ready for primetime. I told her today that if she isn't ready to be an adult to go back home to mama because I can't raise her anymore. There wasn't a lot of arguing and ridiculousness in my house when I was growing up. We pretty much raised ourselves while my mother worked and we had rules of engagement. Sometimes we fought (physically), but there wasn't much nonsense. We were pretty intelligent and always worked through our problems.
I guess I take for granted that we were raised, or raised ourselves with order. Not everyone was (including my wife who was unfortunate to be raised by a child herself). My wife's mother had her at 15 and it is rumored that my wife's younger sister is the daughter of her very own grandfather. Now I don't know if it's true, but one thing I can tell you is that the grandfather was an alcoholic of record proportions and he drank himself to death-my wife's sister is the exact same way. My wife has a light complection and her sister is darker. They are both Mexican, but my wife has very white skin like her mother and father and her sister has extremely dark (Indian) skin (like her grandfather).
I don't know how I ended up affiliated with a wife from such a messed up family, but I did and to think that if I just avoided the extended family everything would be alright was foolish on my part. They've crept in via her mentality. She is them. We've separated once before, and when we did, I should have stayed away because nothing has gotten any better. She's changed some but I've come to the conclusion that she would have to go through another whole entire childhood in order to be productive.
In my previous posts (on that deleted blog), I mentioned the fact that we should be allowed to hit stupid people in the head with a brick anytime they do something extremely stupid. And arguing with someone that is allowing you to get around in their car when you don't have one and you have no license is pretty stupid (**SMACK**). But what also deserves a (**SMACK**) is allowing someone who doesn't have a driver's license to drive your car. So we both deserve smacks today.
I guess I'm just at my wits end with this woman. She's not ready for primetime. I told her today that if she isn't ready to be an adult to go back home to mama because I can't raise her anymore. There wasn't a lot of arguing and ridiculousness in my house when I was growing up. We pretty much raised ourselves while my mother worked and we had rules of engagement. Sometimes we fought (physically), but there wasn't much nonsense. We were pretty intelligent and always worked through our problems.
I guess I take for granted that we were raised, or raised ourselves with order. Not everyone was (including my wife who was unfortunate to be raised by a child herself). My wife's mother had her at 15 and it is rumored that my wife's younger sister is the daughter of her very own grandfather. Now I don't know if it's true, but one thing I can tell you is that the grandfather was an alcoholic of record proportions and he drank himself to death-my wife's sister is the exact same way. My wife has a light complection and her sister is darker. They are both Mexican, but my wife has very white skin like her mother and father and her sister has extremely dark (Indian) skin (like her grandfather).
I don't know how I ended up affiliated with a wife from such a messed up family, but I did and to think that if I just avoided the extended family everything would be alright was foolish on my part. They've crept in via her mentality. She is them. We've separated once before, and when we did, I should have stayed away because nothing has gotten any better. She's changed some but I've come to the conclusion that she would have to go through another whole entire childhood in order to be productive.
Friday, July 21, 2006
The Mind of Me
This is not my first blog, I had one before but I had negativity mounting a campaign against me therefore I deleted months and months of poeticly profound literature so that I could be free of it all.
Today, I really don't have much to say. I got off work and went to a place to have a drink and I watched the most beautiful hispanic girl that I had ever seen dance to latin music. It was a pleasure to witness. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, and occasionally, she gazed ino my eyes and let me know that she appreciated my attention. Why didn't I just walk over and introduce myself? 2 reasons, #1 I'm African-American and she wasn't (not that that has stopped me in the past) and #2 I'm married (not that that has stopped me in the past). I guess the real reason I didn't was because I am not really open to meeting new people. I didn't want to go through the exchange of phone numbers, the anxiety that is coupled with the contemplation of whether to call, the anticipitory feeling that accompanies the scenario of whether or not she will call. I'm sick and tired of all of that. It no longer excites me. And it's even worse if you're in a relationship because you begin to favor that person over your existing mate, and actully begin to long for her even when you're with the other person. I didn't want to go through that.
I know that I get attached to situtions easily and I know that I would have easily fallen for her. So I chose to admire her from afar. I don't think that there's any harm in that.
Much more later.
Black I
Today, I really don't have much to say. I got off work and went to a place to have a drink and I watched the most beautiful hispanic girl that I had ever seen dance to latin music. It was a pleasure to witness. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, and occasionally, she gazed ino my eyes and let me know that she appreciated my attention. Why didn't I just walk over and introduce myself? 2 reasons, #1 I'm African-American and she wasn't (not that that has stopped me in the past) and #2 I'm married (not that that has stopped me in the past). I guess the real reason I didn't was because I am not really open to meeting new people. I didn't want to go through the exchange of phone numbers, the anxiety that is coupled with the contemplation of whether to call, the anticipitory feeling that accompanies the scenario of whether or not she will call. I'm sick and tired of all of that. It no longer excites me. And it's even worse if you're in a relationship because you begin to favor that person over your existing mate, and actully begin to long for her even when you're with the other person. I didn't want to go through that.
I know that I get attached to situtions easily and I know that I would have easily fallen for her. So I chose to admire her from afar. I don't think that there's any harm in that.
Much more later.
Black I
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