Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
It's Been a Long Time...
since I left you, without a dope rhyme to step to..... For those of you who remember the infamous Rakim, I just wanted to start off with something that some of you may recall, and others (R. Lawrence) may have never heard of. Be that as it may, I'm blogging again. Why? Because it's Sunday, and I've never been a fan of the day. But lately, I've really been a HUGE fan of Sundays. My significant other (if I can be so blatant as to call her that) and I usually spend the mornings reading the paper and sipping on lattes at a local Starbucks, then we come back to her place and lounge around or hit the beach. Sunday tradition consists of her preparing BLT's for lunch because the both of us are MEGA fans of bacon and she has the sense enough to know that over indulging shortens one's life expectancy, thusly, Sunday is the day of bacon. Our evenings are usually shared in the kitchen preparing dinner. My job is preparing the meat-something I enjoy because I'm able to experiment and try new recipes.
How did I ever become so domesticated? Well, it's simple. I think it's something that's a part of every male, you just have to find someone who won't force you into the kitchen against your will, but who will highlight the finer points of a masculine male who knows how to prepare meat. Yeah, I know I'm being tricked here, but I enjoy it nonetheless. To share the kitchen with Nancy is such a joy for me. It's like team work at its finest. I even help with the cleaning (sometimes).
So today is Sunday, and here's a list of things I've accomplished:
1. Donated to the Starbucks/LA Times fund
2. Had a BLT
3. Walked the dog (twice)
4. Visited every electronics store in a 10 mile radius (twice)
5. Configured Nancy's wireless network (welcome to the world of wireless baby)
6. Transferred all pertinent software from my Mac to her newly purchased Mac Book (welcome to the world of Mac baby)
7. Lovingly seasoned salmon filets and grilled said filets to perfection
Now I'm about to have a seat in front of the tele and enjoy a meal fit for a king!
Wish you all were here!
TPOKW
Monday, July 07, 2008
Loose Cannon
If you were to poll other societies that Americans deem "ancient" or "outdated" you would probably find that they are societies who have defined roles for each member. Children play a role, men play a role, women play a role. Through the eyes of America, however, we usually take a myopic view of the male roll and label him "overbearing" or "domineering". And in a vacuum, this may be true, but when you juxtapose those adjectives to the responsibility of the male in any society, you might see the necessity in one being a bit overbearing.
I love to use the pilot analogy-at 30,000 feet, you don't want your pilot allowing wanton chaos in his cockpit. Why? Well the fate of the passengers hang delicately in the balance, that's why. A man's role in any society is to protect the members of his family and community. There was a day when invaders would regularly compromise the security of small communes and men were expected to lay down their lives to protect the women and children. Now that we've convinced ourselves that the police are the protectors of men, women, and children, every thing has gotten completely skewed. If you don't believe me, I'd like you to research the average response time for a 911 phone call. Based upon what I've read, the average response time is 8-10 minutes, and we all know that varies depending on the neighborhood you reside. Let's say that you live in a middle-class neighborhood and the response time is 8 minutes. A lot can happen in 8 minutes. One can be stabbed, shot, strangled, and the list goes on. I know people don't like to think about these things but sticking your head in the sand doesn't make them go away. And all of this speculation doesn't take in the possibility that you might not even get an opportunity to call for help.
Men have a place in society and it has nothing to do with just paying child support to women who decide to have children to increase their income or paying alimony for the purposes of allowing some useless societal goiter to suck the life from the members of society.
Over the holiday weekend my brother-in-law and I got into one of our many political debates. His wife, my sister, immediately intervened and attempted to quiet him. We are on opposite ends of the political spectrum and our debates are usually heated. I immediately see red when she intervenes. When did we get to the point where men can't discuss politics? How do we solve societies problems if we cannot discuss them? My mother then piped in and my blood began to boil. I posed that very question to her and she asked me repeatedly, "What problems have you solved?" I'll address that later.
First of all, problems aren't solved from the top down. They are better addressed at a community level. It's easier to kill one ant than an entire colony. But my mother and sister seem to think that the politicians actually solve problems. Well in a way they do, but not for those of us on this level.
(Some) American women have become loose cannons and they are doing more damage than good. And one day we're going to look up and this society will be beyond salvaging and we'll all be able to share responsibility-women for interfering and men for allowing them. I'm often reminded of something an ex-girlfriend once said to me after she railroaded our relationship. I was going over all of the detrimental things she'd done and after it was all said and done she said to me, "Well if you knew the end result of my behavior, why did you let me do it?" The sentence speaks volumes if you read between the lines.
American men have lost their balls. The government has given them the power to excise a man from his rightful position in society and in the family structure. She can decide for the entire family and tear it apart. Sometimes it's a necessary decision. But often times it is because she wants to shirk the responsibility that comes along with raising her family. Or, perhaps, she'd like to chase the latest stud that is giving her attention. Of course he's going to treat her better than the husband, he has a fantasy that he has to create-and she buys it hook, line, and sinker.
Even so-call Christians, whose bible tells them that a man should head his family, ignores the scriptures. Women will circumvent their husband's authority for a pair of worthless, over priced shoes. She'll literally jeopardize her family's security for a pair of shoes. It wasn't always like that, women were once our partners. But along came liberation-and now they are free to fuck up everything they touch. Sure, they're free to vote and burn their bras, but they are also free to loot the very bank account that will keep a roof over their heads to serve the consumer gods. Sadly pathetic.
This isn't an indictment on all women. But their are guilty ones out there who are turning this society into a shit hole of worthlessness. And when it's all over, we'll all be worse off for it. When did we get to the point whereby men can't discuss politics amongst themselves? And we wonder why women weren't allowed in certain quarters centuries ago. If you don't understand what's going, they don't have the sense to keep their fucking mouths shut. And the wealthy parasites who feed on our labor like blood-sucking vampires understand that the common man has no control over their mate-she is a loose cannon and, even though I have no Christian affiliation, I can see the wisdom espoused in those verses that instruct women to follow the lead of their men. If a man is abusing his authority, every man in his community should rally against him-even if it means you kill him. No society can tolerate a tyrant. Innocent people should not be abused-I don't care who the abuser is and he should be eradicated like any other cancerous cell.
As for what I've accomplished-mom, I'll have you know at the tender age of 18 I took on the U.S. Air Force on numerous occasions when I was being persecuted because of the color of my skin-and I won each time. This type of abuse continued until the final attempt in 1985 and I was 21 years old and 5 members conspired against me over a non-incident. It was blown up to be a major incident. And when the smoke cleared, I walked away unscathed. I was pitted against a tribunal who had a combined total of over 70 years of military experience, and all I had was 3 1/2. And when it was over, they were left scratching their heads, wondering how I was able to, with no legal counsel, assistance, or experience, defeat them at their own game.
At the age of 25, I assembled a group of employees and saved a fellow employee who was being unfairly accused of a crime we knew he was innocent of-and we were able to have that employee reinstated along with his back pay.
Later in life, when a company I worked for, in an attempt to fire one employee, retroactively wrote up everyone in the department for tardies that had occurred well over 12-15 months prior, I stood alone and refused to sign the documents-others began to take notice and also refused to sign. The matter silently went away.
At the same company, when our commissions were cut in half, I organized a slow down in production-we literally refused to work. A month later our commissions were returned to their original state.
My life is filled with instances where I've organized and gone against those who attempt to bully those who are considered weak and our political power lies in numbers. But how can you get the message across if you're unable to discuss it? Sadly, I don't ever see things getting better-I'm getting too old to fight. And frankly, what am I fighting for? Those who would benefit from a good struggle don't even have a clue as to what the powers that be have in store for them. As long as they can shop and party, what's the problem.
Noah built an ark once, and by the time the rest of the people got it, it was too late.
TPOKW
I love to use the pilot analogy-at 30,000 feet, you don't want your pilot allowing wanton chaos in his cockpit. Why? Well the fate of the passengers hang delicately in the balance, that's why. A man's role in any society is to protect the members of his family and community. There was a day when invaders would regularly compromise the security of small communes and men were expected to lay down their lives to protect the women and children. Now that we've convinced ourselves that the police are the protectors of men, women, and children, every thing has gotten completely skewed. If you don't believe me, I'd like you to research the average response time for a 911 phone call. Based upon what I've read, the average response time is 8-10 minutes, and we all know that varies depending on the neighborhood you reside. Let's say that you live in a middle-class neighborhood and the response time is 8 minutes. A lot can happen in 8 minutes. One can be stabbed, shot, strangled, and the list goes on. I know people don't like to think about these things but sticking your head in the sand doesn't make them go away. And all of this speculation doesn't take in the possibility that you might not even get an opportunity to call for help.
Men have a place in society and it has nothing to do with just paying child support to women who decide to have children to increase their income or paying alimony for the purposes of allowing some useless societal goiter to suck the life from the members of society.
Over the holiday weekend my brother-in-law and I got into one of our many political debates. His wife, my sister, immediately intervened and attempted to quiet him. We are on opposite ends of the political spectrum and our debates are usually heated. I immediately see red when she intervenes. When did we get to the point where men can't discuss politics? How do we solve societies problems if we cannot discuss them? My mother then piped in and my blood began to boil. I posed that very question to her and she asked me repeatedly, "What problems have you solved?" I'll address that later.
First of all, problems aren't solved from the top down. They are better addressed at a community level. It's easier to kill one ant than an entire colony. But my mother and sister seem to think that the politicians actually solve problems. Well in a way they do, but not for those of us on this level.
(Some) American women have become loose cannons and they are doing more damage than good. And one day we're going to look up and this society will be beyond salvaging and we'll all be able to share responsibility-women for interfering and men for allowing them. I'm often reminded of something an ex-girlfriend once said to me after she railroaded our relationship. I was going over all of the detrimental things she'd done and after it was all said and done she said to me, "Well if you knew the end result of my behavior, why did you let me do it?" The sentence speaks volumes if you read between the lines.
American men have lost their balls. The government has given them the power to excise a man from his rightful position in society and in the family structure. She can decide for the entire family and tear it apart. Sometimes it's a necessary decision. But often times it is because she wants to shirk the responsibility that comes along with raising her family. Or, perhaps, she'd like to chase the latest stud that is giving her attention. Of course he's going to treat her better than the husband, he has a fantasy that he has to create-and she buys it hook, line, and sinker.
Even so-call Christians, whose bible tells them that a man should head his family, ignores the scriptures. Women will circumvent their husband's authority for a pair of worthless, over priced shoes. She'll literally jeopardize her family's security for a pair of shoes. It wasn't always like that, women were once our partners. But along came liberation-and now they are free to fuck up everything they touch. Sure, they're free to vote and burn their bras, but they are also free to loot the very bank account that will keep a roof over their heads to serve the consumer gods. Sadly pathetic.
This isn't an indictment on all women. But their are guilty ones out there who are turning this society into a shit hole of worthlessness. And when it's all over, we'll all be worse off for it. When did we get to the point whereby men can't discuss politics amongst themselves? And we wonder why women weren't allowed in certain quarters centuries ago. If you don't understand what's going, they don't have the sense to keep their fucking mouths shut. And the wealthy parasites who feed on our labor like blood-sucking vampires understand that the common man has no control over their mate-she is a loose cannon and, even though I have no Christian affiliation, I can see the wisdom espoused in those verses that instruct women to follow the lead of their men. If a man is abusing his authority, every man in his community should rally against him-even if it means you kill him. No society can tolerate a tyrant. Innocent people should not be abused-I don't care who the abuser is and he should be eradicated like any other cancerous cell.
As for what I've accomplished-mom, I'll have you know at the tender age of 18 I took on the U.S. Air Force on numerous occasions when I was being persecuted because of the color of my skin-and I won each time. This type of abuse continued until the final attempt in 1985 and I was 21 years old and 5 members conspired against me over a non-incident. It was blown up to be a major incident. And when the smoke cleared, I walked away unscathed. I was pitted against a tribunal who had a combined total of over 70 years of military experience, and all I had was 3 1/2. And when it was over, they were left scratching their heads, wondering how I was able to, with no legal counsel, assistance, or experience, defeat them at their own game.
At the age of 25, I assembled a group of employees and saved a fellow employee who was being unfairly accused of a crime we knew he was innocent of-and we were able to have that employee reinstated along with his back pay.
Later in life, when a company I worked for, in an attempt to fire one employee, retroactively wrote up everyone in the department for tardies that had occurred well over 12-15 months prior, I stood alone and refused to sign the documents-others began to take notice and also refused to sign. The matter silently went away.
At the same company, when our commissions were cut in half, I organized a slow down in production-we literally refused to work. A month later our commissions were returned to their original state.
My life is filled with instances where I've organized and gone against those who attempt to bully those who are considered weak and our political power lies in numbers. But how can you get the message across if you're unable to discuss it? Sadly, I don't ever see things getting better-I'm getting too old to fight. And frankly, what am I fighting for? Those who would benefit from a good struggle don't even have a clue as to what the powers that be have in store for them. As long as they can shop and party, what's the problem.
Noah built an ark once, and by the time the rest of the people got it, it was too late.
TPOKW
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