Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts

Be Kind, Rewind

Be Kind, Rewind.

It's good for us to think of all the cruel words that we've spoken

when we fill with rage
and sadness.
Whenever the tables get turned, and when our hearts get broken
and we rampage
like madness.
Whoever holds the knife that gets turned, will be stabbed themselves
and they'll bleed the same
as us all.
It's clever to be flip. It's easy when we're full of ourselves.
Really though, it's a shame
to not call
and be brutal like it's a sport and complain when you don't win.
So next time, be kind
and rewind
yourself back to times when you needed a bit of compassion.
And they just might find
it in kind.

Free Cancer

What Are We?

What are we?
What are you?
Who Is Me?

Here's My Answer:
Go Get Cancer

So you see,
we are through
Let's Be Free!

Oh, That Child Of Yours!

It would be good at climbing trees
and eating eucalyptus leaves.

Oh, that child of yours

hairy and smiling,
marred with infected sores,
each day defiling.


Your lil' misunderstood disease
With pussed boils that bestow heaves.




Ham-Wallet Gumdrop:
A Poet's Banal Slop



Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!

Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!

From so much to choose!
I just can't STOP!
Each Choice Means You LOSE!
Each Win Means You FLOP!


Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!
Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!

You're sure to abuse
like an L.A. cop.

You've got no excuse
But You Just Won't Stop


Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!
Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!


You're wide, and she's loose

On THIS "Whistlestop" :-)
Like PLUMP Christmas Goose

You're Ready To SHOP

So get her to juice;
kiss, and be on top.

Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!
Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!


End This Rhyme, Mr. Seuss!
This Has GOT To STOP! >:O

Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!
Ham-Wallet Gumdrop!

Girl, You Have No Faith In Medicine

Tally McFreckles Crosses The Line
Girl : I'm glad your really reading into it like this.

Gomez:
Reading into it? What the hell do you mean(?). . .

Gomez: I oughta cut you long time ago Tally McFreckles

Girl: ::tear runs down cheek::

Gomez:
But I didn't.

Gomez:
And that's the most you'll ever be loved by anyone.

Girl: ::cowers on the floor, yelps::

Gomez: ::slice:: (Blood splatters)

Girl:
::cries::, ::screams:: ::yelps::

Gomez:
Oh Girl! You have no faith in medicine. (With Speckles Of Blood On His Face)




Girl 1: So that guy last night? Oh it feels like a toddler would if he tried to fuck me

Girl 2: Ha ha ha! Toddler!?

Girl 1: You know a toddler, reckless, self serving, exploitative but unsmooth.

Girl 2:Yes, ugh.

Girl 1: Like the toddler is just interested how things work for the most part. Like he was all pinching, poking, biting, twisting and shit like I'm some fucking busy-box in his crib.

Girl 2: Yuck, yuck, yuck.

Girl 1: Like people who sit in the interior of a car at a dealership. They are like "oh oh, how you put the seat up. . .oh oh down here, okay. . . it's different on my car"

Girl 3: Yeah, they don't know where the clit is.

Under The Oval Office:
The Dark Secrets of America's Chief Executives from Taft to Bush

by Dorris Kearns Goodwin and Michael Beschloss

Part 1:

In 1909 William Howard Taft had a a dungeon built directly under the Oval Office. It is round and its walls are made from the same dark stones as the floor. On the walls there are only chains and other fasteners. The entire room is lit by torches that hang near the wall.

Historians have long been baffled as to why Mr. Taft had this underground chamber built. It has been ruled out that he is a sex freak as his weight (350 lbs while President) made him incapable of using his penis, as evidenced by his own personal diaries, his recently unsealed medical records, and memoirs published by his wife in 1912.

It is suspected that he might have used the dungeon to house Harland Jasper Taft, a Filipino child he conceived illegitimately while serving as Governor-General of the Philippines in 1901, when his waistline was a svelte 30 inches.

Harland Jasper Taft, then just 11 years old was known to have escaped the White House grounds in April 1911. He was captured by the Virginia National Guard while swimming nude in the Potomac, which was practiced recreationaly by John Quincy Adams.

Upon being returned to the White House, Harland Jasper was never seen again. William Howard Taft was never an angry man, though he was a hungry man. His wife Louisa was known as an opportunist whose influence was so great that her husband sought the Presidency at her urging, although he himself never desired to be President. It is suspected that because of the upcoming election that Louisa Taft had ordered that all food be removed from the White House, and that the young Harland Jasper be doused in balsamic vinegar, olive oil, and breadcrumbs. It is reported that 2 hours later that the President had eaten whole his illegitimate Filipino son. Taft weeped for hours but he soon had to turn his attention to winning the Republican nomination for President from his former ally Theodore Roosevelt. Because of the trappings of the presidency, a prejudice against Asians, and a rising popularity of cannibalism among societies elite, there was never an investigation.

The only known photo of Harland Jasper Taft



I Herby Officially Coin The Following Phrase:

"Sex has many risks, but abstinence has few rewards".
-D. James McSaddle April 2007

If there is any justice in the universe, I am pretty sure that this bitch is going to die alone.

Putting The Moves On: Deal Or New Deal?



Hook-Up Culture
It's Not Such A Bad Thing.

"What we have seen in American culture is not the erosion of morality, but rather a culminating defeat against a negative social construct that punishes healthy human behavior."



The other day I was listening to Talk Of The Nation with Neil Conan. His guest that afternoon was Laura Sessions Stepp, the author of Unhooked: How Young Women Pursue Sex, Delay Love and Lose at Both. Stepp denounces what she calls the "hook-up culture" as being poisonous for the emotional and mental health of women.

Has she considered that uneven expectations among ascribed gender roles is a boon for males and that in the end, it all balances out?

Seriously, my biggest problem with her supporting evidence is that she uses case studies from stupid girls. By stupid girls I mean the ones that are easily manipulated by cunt-hunting club-hopping assholes who feign emotion and actively use deception for the purposes of sex acquisition. Perhaps fair criticism can be made about about the woman who particpate in such interpersonal fallacies, but it is not forgivable when some gel-haired douchebag preys upon a woman's emotional frailty to gain access to her Rosy Mound. Women have a responsibility to themselves to be more cautious and to learn the distinctions between earnestness and smarminess.When women are tricked into giving up sex under false pretenses, males too bare responsibility for their actions, and they deserve equitable admonishment.

* The website says that "The Rosy Mound is open year ‘round".

Stepp argues that women who are willing participants in the hookup culture contribute to a broader cultural phenomenon that facilitates a male’s ability to treat women like meat. The economic principles of the free market (or rather the free meat market) does tend to favor women who are kind enough to know that Blue Balling isn't a sport that men enjoy.

But Stepp refuses to acknowledge that there are many emotionally healthy women who are willing participants in the hookup culture who want the same things as the male participants. A woman whom partakes in casual sex is not necessarily being tricked or duped; a male does not necessarily have to propose false pretenses to convince a woman to enter a mutually beneficial sexual arraignment.


I happen to believe that people in this generation who are in their 20s value emotionally healthy relationships with reciprocal respect and admiration at least as much or perhaps more so than previous generations. But, I also believe that our generation appreciates the rarity of such premium quality human relationships.


We have grown up watching divorces; we have grown up watching dysfunctional relationships and broken marriages preserved for the wrong reasons. As a result, many members of my generation have high hopes and low expectations about what we can expect from a significant other, or at least many of us know that we can’t thrust upon one person all of our hopes for happiness and fulfillment.

Each of us wants to end up with someone who is right for us, but some of us are fine making due with less through our youth, especially since many of us are focused on career development and since many of us find ourselves enriched by platonic friendships.

Many folks these days accept the terms of less comprehensive romantic relationships the same way we might drive a noisy sub-compact through grad school with the hopes of one day owning a Mercedes Benz. For me personally, I see the emotionally healthy relationship not as a vehicle toward happiness, but rather as a destination along a rich and full life journey.

There looms another important question: If neither party is deceptive or misleading about his or her intentions and they both want the same thing, why shouldn’t they hook-up? For many, the hook-up culture is a welcome alternative to the joyless puritanical Youth Group culture American's endured through the 1950s and 1990s.

Bare with me. Courtships that center around a non-romantic and mutually beneficial sexual relationship existed long before the terms “hook-up”, “fuck-friend”, “bed-buddy” and other variations. But over the years, the viewpoint that sex and love can be different thing has become more prevalent.

Ms. Stepp appears to be totally closed to the idea that all along throughout our history that guys and gals have been pursuing primarily sexual relationships but ascribing erroneous meaning and false emotion to it for no better reason than to adhere to puritanical cultural expectations.

What we have seen in American culture is not the erosion of morality, but rather a culminating defeat against a negative social construct that punishes healthy human behavior. Attitudes are embracing the possibility that perhaps it is more healthy to go through life without the expectation that every person we kiss and every person we date is really a candidate for marriage.

Another problem I have with Stepp's argument is that she looks at the "Hook-Up Culture" through the lens of American culture. To apply narrowly embraced puritanical social values to a global phenomenon of human interaction is just as ignorant as touting American Exceptionalisim as a basis for regime change in nations that jingoistic sociopaths consider primitive.

Western Europe has more relaxed attitudes about sex and relationships and none of the hazardous symptoms of cultural demise that Stepp predicts for our own culture have yet taken place. In fact, the Euro is up along with foreign investment in the E.U. nations, so it appears that Dutch sex shows and horny Frenchman are not negatively impacting the value of European currency not has it caused the other half of the Western World to sink into Dante’s’ Inferno.

Inversely, many Islamic nations is the Middle East, North Africa, and South Asia whom embrace values similar to Ms. Stepp remain, lets say, states of concern.

Thats right, I went there. Which side of the culture war are you on now?












Laura Stepp: In need of a good rogering.
Any volunteers?

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