Herman

The Cat and the bag.

Kind of ironic,  I think.  A pet,  finds happiness in a plastic bag.  She finds intrigue there.  Simple,  safe and happy.   This cat is younger than  the other cat.   Baby is everywhere I go,  she rests at the door until,  I come in.

I am not sure of who the pet really is.  She sleeps in the day,  and treats the room as a kind of ‘Disney World’.   I am sure has broken the sound barrier, as she glides across the room and making a lot of noise.   My first inclination is to tell her, to behave.  But when I ponder this,  I am happy in her noise.

She is like a light house,  esconsed on a hill,  a guidepost of what lies ahead and unconditionally  watches our for us.   She has a responsibililty to her sub,  a quiet recollection of harmony,  and I like marmalade,  adding flavor and robust reminders, through her play.  At times,  she uses her to paw,  to get my attention.  And she wants me to rest,  while she nestles next to me.  I felt her paw on my elbow,  many times,  reminding me,  of what matters most in this world.

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My other cat,  already 15,  is a bit more sedate in that regard, but man is she a sweetheart.  I swear,  she has two purr motors.  She purrs and then she seems to add a purr and loves to cuddle in my arms.  As she looks around,  I mention her name (Lacey) and her heads move over to my head, as if hugging me.  Really cute in that way.  A real lover,  happy in her affair. And this, after the redolent balm of friendship.

Two types 0f anchors,  equally good,  each with their own plastic bags, a place like a harbor, the boats and bags, coming in and out.

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Everbody Wants to Rule the World.

 

In our nascent days as people,  we stood for liberty and the pursuit of happiness.  We also had churches dictating the position that we could have sex.   To achieve that end,  government and religion would invaribly have to be voyeurs as well.    It seems to me,  the government has too many bigger issues to worry about,  than consensual play between consulting adults.

 

“The onset of mania occurs when when repression is no longer able to resist the assaults of the repressed instincts.”

Karl Abraham

More importantly we do not take the time to listen,   but we judge and assume too many things.   Most of which, are not true.   We try to find a witch to burn and are amazed when some or many, sing in acapella.  About the differences from one life to another.

“Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled”

Bob Dylan

We can’t quite figure it out and rather than to leave people alone,  we enact new laws that restrict people, from the right, to the pursuit of their own happiness.

In fifty years,  most of us will be long gone and those laws,  like their effectiveness,  will serve no purpose.   Agreeably,  there is a need to restrict certain ‘illegal’ behaviors,  but for all the billions we spend on foster children and child welfare,  there are still homeless and abused children, with social workers who live  comfortably, but still no safe place for said children to live.

The legislators and moralists preach restraint.  One codifies the law, to enforce their causes and the other a moral platitude, that never can be met.  Today, the hippies of generations past,  are lawyers, judges and preachers.  They tell young adults, that they can’t drink until they are 21,  as if that arbitrary number actually does save lives.

Or preachers who are popping young women,  driving off bridges and telling us,  that God dissaproves,  of what we are doing.   Memo to the Elmer Gantys of the world, we know what you are doing and did do, when you were young.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’
Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

Bob Dylan

One Tin Soldier

Like the BDSM community,  who regulate their own,  and there are those who are those people who are out there, who are true sadists, who give the lot of them, a bad name.  But moreover,  the doms are very compassionate of their charges and ask them (subs/slaves) what are the limits. Most really do care!  They love their people and hate those who do not follow the rules of that community.

At stake is the very existence of their lifestyle,  who to the outsider,  does seem bizarre.  But being bizarre is not a crime and the participants do volunteer and their bosses, make sure, that the verbal contract, is not breached.

 

 

Remember: this is not about you: parents and friends.

This is about the beauty of life an the indescribable joy of self-satisfaction.

 

 

 

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Life of Illusion.

What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.
Oscar Wilde

Why are we so mean?  Why do we need to rain on each other’s parades?    I was looking at youtube and observing some beautiful young women playing drums and they were very talented.     But invariably we have guys ripping the girls.  Talking about their lack of skill and so forth.     What is it with people?

One of the worst things are those ads,  the ones who talk about celebrities and their ‘ugly spouses”!     Really?  Or child stars who are now ugly according to those ads.    I for one,  think we need to take the logs out of our eyes before we diminish another person.    Case-in-point,  the Duggars!   Leave those young girls alone because in a few weeks this will pass over and I have to wonder,  what was the objective?

What’s next?  I remember Tiger Woods peccadilloes and the sense of shame and dishonor perpetrated on Wood’s wife. Not our lives,  not in the least.   I find it sad that people spend so much time piling on the misery of others.   I might respect those same people if they helped the indigent every day and sacrificed but no.  the evening news frames discussions whether they have any factual information to back it up. or not and the Cardinals debacle is yet another scandal that drives the politics of personal destruction.

Instead of finishing people off,  how about making things better.    You know you can go to a retirement community and sit with a forgotten elderly person.     Saw a news clip about a Rescue worker who dumped a terminally ill patient from a gurney at a hospice facility?   Is that who we are?   Hastening the demise of a terminally ill patient.

In the movie,  ‘The Doctor’.  William Hurt is shocked by the callousness of the medical profession and how dying people are degraded and dehumanized.   Diagnosed with Throat Cancer he sees firsthand the cold.  impersonal manner of healthcare professionals.    They sing ‘Why don’t we get drunk and screw’,  in front of the patients and the Doctor stated that he would wish his doctor cared less and cut straighter.    Until that is,  it is him who feels like yesterday,  today and tomorrow is the same and sitting in comfortable chairs with the future darkly lit before them.

The other day I was at Walmart and had a major seizure and the police were called in and I was put in restraints and according to medical people I was being combative.   I had wounds on my wrists from struggling and I just wonder how much is the stigma of being a veteran while in actuality I am a Meteorologist.   My brother told the officers and medical personnel that I am the quietest least combative person he knows.

Take a look around any day.    The British police run over an older man and they could have avoided that.   Where is the rule that consideration of human life matters.    The individual who taped the mouth of a dog with duck tape and caused so much suffering    Pit bulls running amok and terrorising the elderly and children.

Society is getting more hostile and resolutely mean to ‘those others’.    We are so worried about our own perception of ourselves that other people fade unless they commit a crime or offend us in some way.

Let’s start helping each other..   today,  please.

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My Gay Roommate. Air Force.

I had a choice of roommates.   A straight dickhead or a gay guy with issues.  (Don’t we all?).  However Mark was intelligent, engaging and a friend.    His dissections of movie plots were genius.  He was a 702 which is the military way of saying a person worked in the office.     One day after a Commander’s Call with our weather unit,  we were walking back to the barracks and about four guys were calling him names I will not mention.   When I saw the look on Mark’s face it was enough for me to retaliate in kind and this was in an era before DADT.

No fight just a threat because I was an NCO (SSgt) and they were little weenies and I would have gone after them if I could.   Anyhow,   it is not what a person likes if it is legal but what kind of person they are to others.

As I said,  Mark has his problems and of course being gay and being out front about it,   was a method to get kicked out.  His behavior escalated eventually he was wearing lipstick and mascara and leadership had enough.   Regardless,  he was and I hope is doing well.    Above all,   he lived the way he felt was the best for him and who am I to judge.    I did learn something about humans though and I am forever grateful for that.

After getting out I had a gay roommate again and he was okay but one of  his friends was not.    His friend said the place stunk of fish,  regarding my girlfriend.   After he left I went to Ray and told him if I ever heard anything like that again that I would kick his ass.   So again,  tolerating and accepting is kind of fluid,  but what is not subjective is common decency.   I do not care who you are if you are being a shit,   I am going to let you know.

No need for bro slaps or mancaves!