It serves a lot of purposes. Hoisting a few has it’s benefits. The problem arises when hoisting is the only benefit. I’ll try t document the nature of this beast but I doubt it’ll be accurate. But I’ll tell you this. I’m drunk. I’m alone. I have better things to do. This is the problem but it’s so obvious I don’t see it. ’nuff sed.
So everyones crying about supergerms and shit. I personnally have been seeking out non-anti-bacterial soap and avoid antibiotics (yes no hyphens, I just like typing that word, hyphens) so that I don’t encourage the supergerm.
See, as you might know, evolution is premised, at least lately, on survival of the fittest. So everyone is trying real hard like to pass on there genes. From the southern bell debutant all the way down to the e-coli coming out of her ass. But if you die before you procreate than you’re genes, which may resisit AIDS, cancer or other population modulators, don’t live on in the form of a progeny. So, of late, antibiotics and antibacterial soap have come under fire. If you kill off all of the bacteria that is suceptable to anti-bacterial soap then, the bacteria that can resist your anti-bacterial-ism will survive and have no competition. The bacteria that survived anti-bacerial-ism are going to be resistant to anti-biotics that have been developed and a certain part of the human population will die off because their immune systems and our anti-biotics can’t protect them.
I bought into this theory for a while but then I realized that the theory is in fact another manifestation of survival of the fittest. If the supergerm can survive my anti-bacterial soap then it is strong. And let’s say, I can’t fight that bacteria, then I am weak. And the winner is……..the bacteria. Which kills me and my weak genes. Ultimately, this is good for the human waste (I mean race). Then we build a superhuman that is immune to the bacteria which is immune to the anti-bacterial soap that we developed and we get to develop more anti-bacterial products which will make another person rich (more than probably a anglo-pharmaceutical heir) who can afford more medical care to advance their weak genes.
So women pretty much require men to be dicks. I’ve been fortunate so far in that I haven’t had to be an outright dick, even though I am by nature. Just like me(n), they want something but don’t explicitly state it. However, on their side of the gameboard they give something in order to get what they want without disclosing the expectations attached with the give. On the otherhand, men take something without dislosing what they don’t want. So, it turns into a dance. Each to a different song but seemingly to the same beat. At some point the two songs that the pair are dancing to become out of sync and things start getting awkward. The dance is no longer beautiful but atrocious. I guess that men pretty much require women to be bitches. It’s a dance that’s older than any of us.
I’m really enjoying the uproar over the cartoons depicting the prophet Mohomed. Not because I’m an American who’s trying to justify our occupation of Muslim territory. But because it highlights the banality of the symbols of religions. I’d feel the same way if it were Chrisitians in an uproar about Christ. I don’t understand much about the religions but if I had to guess these individuals are acting way out of context with the foundation of their religion’s teachings. Religion doesn’t intend to have people killed over their beliefs. It’s purpose is just to exclude non-believers and identify them as ‘not one of us’. To give believers a sense of security that they are among like minded people. That’s the community that I see come out of religion. I can’t find a link on the net just yet about this but I heard on NPR that Iran has solicited cartoons depicting the holocaust. I hope that causes just as much uproar in the Jewish community. But it probably won’t. Because these sects are all the same except that some have more influence (i.e. money and power) than others. And the one’s that have more influence can find sanitized methods to protest.
You know what totally makes life. The path. It seems obvious to those who know and naive to those who don’t but …. it’s not now, it’s not then, it’s not when. It’s all of them. I am very fortunate. In addition to that I am privaleged. But right now all I can smell is the coffee that i misfired. I can’t wait and it better taste as good as it smells right now. Finished reading my bro’s post about his trip souff. I’m heading down dare la manana. So fuck you all. I’ll be enjoying my neph and sisylizaw and bro and y’all be fuckin static. Although, I do have to go to work for a few whores tomorrow.
So I’m meeting and leaning a lot of people lately. E’s got some shit. Real flowy. That’s how I’m seeing life. I don’t know if she see’s it the way I do. But anyway the whole purpose of this post was that I met Pierre’s wife today. In know now why he’s always smiling. She’s magnificent. Beautiful. Thoughtful. Thankful and beautiful. I’m shallow but it’s been working ok so far. So she and I talked about life and kids and shit. I had a certain view of life after that we were all just searchin around and we found someone at somepoint. Ok….. Im too wasted to continue. Click drunk.. I’m excited to see Dexter tomorrow. And his mom. And my brother. They’re all the same.
Sometimes I conceive nefarious deeds that are meant to induce laughter. I think it would be cruel to iron all of the pages in the braille section of the library. muhahaahhahahah.
Some people do nothing but give. Some nothing but take. It’s a dangerous combination, one where oppopsite’s attracting becomes detri-mental. And unfortunately true giving and taking can be a blury subject. One could appear to be giving something but only to receive and that’s not really giving. And someone may be taking in a sense that they reveal their vulnerability to the giver which is a gift.
The girl I’m seeing has been great to me and I’ve tried to distance myself and not let her get too close. We have a great time together but I’m not giving her what she needs. After all that she’s given me she asked “what can I do different”. She’s willing to change, give. I’m not. I think I’m taking and I;m not proud of it.
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