Ten Days to Thirty Five and Counting

So in ten days I will be hitting a pinnacle in my life. I will be turning thirty-five years old. I know most people would say thirty-five is the new twenty-five but having almost all my childhood girlfriends either married or in serious relationships is a bit daunting and unnerving. While I am confident in my professional life as well as my position as a mother to my daughter, Guinevere, when it comes to romance and really being in love I feel completely inept.


According to all the statistics I have a better chance of getting hit by a 474 while in an underground parking garage then I do at finding my soul mate at this point. Just doesn't seem to make sense for me to waste my time dating, getting anxious, nervous and potentially upset over a bunch of men, most of which are dating like two too three other women or are just looking for a good time. I just feel like my time and my life are worth more then that. 

I have fished from Tokyo to London to New York to LA for a soulmate. Could it just be that I am like that sock you find in the dryer, that I have no match?

I have talked to, dated, befriended etc etc, men from all walks of life. Different ethnicities, economic and religious backgrounds, different cultures spanning from many different parts of the world. People tell me when a man falls in love with a woman, when it's right: She takes his breath away, he doesn't have eyes for any one else, all he wants to do is be with her and he will go to great lengths to make her his own. To my knowledge I have never elicited that type of response from any man. To be honest at this point because of what I know and because of all my male friends, if it's not that the case I don't want to be bothered.

Part of it is the way my parents and grandparents met as well as my Aunts and Uncles:

My grandfather Angelo, met my grandmother Rachel at a USO dance in Louisiana. He knew her three days and they were married. The seven-teen year old blond haired, blued eyed Irish lassy trusted this man she knew for less then a week that the letter he gave her written in Italian would be met with open arms and that his two sisters would take her in upon her arrival in Jersey City. He trusted her with his entire pay check, that she would buy a ticket and be waiting for him when he got out of the Marines. The spent 40+ years happily married before he passed.

My Uncle Jan went AWOL from his Naval base to get the address of Linda, a waitress at a local diner that always cut him an extra big slice of pie when ever he came in. They wrote each other every day and when he got out of the service a few years later she married him and moved to New Jersey from Wisconsin. They are still married, two children, two grand children and still very much in love.

My Father Al was sitting at a bar in Hoboken with his girlfriend, when Lyn got up on stage and started to sing. Al turned to his girlfriend of two years and said I am sorry but that is my wife singing on stage. He had never even spoken to Lyn but he knew she was the one. After his friends removed his very angry now ex girlfriend from the bar and Lyn's set was over he approached her and gave her his phone number. She didn't call. He went back to that same bar for almost two months looking for her. She was so embarrassed about having thrown away his number she agreed to a date. They spent every night going out and after one week he said to her I hope you don't find this odd but I want to marry you. Six months later she had a ring, and one year later they were married. Three children and one grandchild later they are still married and both with tell you that the other is their best friend.

My Uncle Don met a lovely nurse while in the hospital named Karen. Every day when she would do her rounds he would ask her for a date and she would reply, "I am sorry I can not date patients." The day he checked out of the hospital he bought a dozen roses and returned to speak to Karen. Don said " I am no longer a patient would you please accept my offer of a date now?" Karen took care of Don and Don took care of Karen in love and in sickness as well as health. They were married for over 30 years until he passed last year from cancer.

People tell me these types of things don't happen any more. My family is filled with stories such as these. I have heard many times from the women in my life "They just don't make men like that any more" If that is truly the case then I will never be in a committed relationship because I won't settle for anything less then a great love story. The greatest of my life in fact. 

I have to admit I want a guy just like my father and grandfather. My Dad is an amazing man professionally as well as personally. Some of the things he has had to over come in his life were not easy but his father was the same way. My Grandfather with only an 8th grade education, having his two sisters raise him most of his life he became a union leader at a time when unions were imperative. On the day of  his death my grandfather was painting the interior of their home, an apartment in Jersey City as a surprise for my grandmother. He had sent her on a trip to see her sister for her birthday and wanted give her a newly painted house upon her return. He also sent Dad to the Jersey Shore with us, his grandchildren. My father had come to help him with painting but we looked bored and it was a hot Summer day. So my grandfather took some money out of his wallet and ordered my dad to take us to the board walk. His family was everything to him and his wife was the queen of his kingdom. 

Many times my father has come to my aid as well as other family members to ensure that we have a happy and comfortable life. He is passionate about fighting for people's rights specifically people who do not have a voice of their own. Him and my mom instilled in my brother, sister and I the ethics that you leave this earth better then how you found it. Even if it is only in raising your children well or being a good spouse and friend to your partner. While neither my father or my grandfather's ever had an M.B.A. or a Master's Degree or even a college diploma, they educated themselves on politics and world events and were all active in their local communities. My grandfathers knew multiple languages and they were earnest men who worked to provide for their families and took pride in what they did. 

I am hard pressed to find men that are of this caliber. When I have had that rare chance it seems that I am not the one captivating them. 

I would have to say if it weren't for some of the guys that I have had so many good experiences with as my friends and confidants I would have seriously given up a long time ago. I just think I need to not focus on it right now. I have so many other worth wild things I can be doing with my time. I am relearning French( I took it in high school) I also have an Italian program I will be working with once I feel confident on French again. Plus I have a couple of websites to build. One for my brother's business and one that is my own concept. I want to offer information and training online for people to learn about developmental disabilities. How to interact with people who have them and not fear them. My hope is that through education, society will begin to accept people with developmental issues as productive members and stop alienating them by placing them in group homes. A lot of people who have developmental issues can be productive members of society. At a time when people have complained that there is no one but illegal immigrants to fill jobs that "no one wants" I know differently. Some one with developmental issues could do the same tasks and our society over all would benefit from it. The only way to facilitate that is through educating people. I specifically want to gear it toward teenagers; the next generation of people who will be the future business owners of America. I am hoping it will make a difference. All of that plus my blog is a solid well rounded life as far as I can tell.

Love Save The Empty 

I have been looking for the exception not the rule
Please leave behind games I am not a fool
Where is the real prince charming?
Where is my knight on the shining white horse?
Momma didn't tell me what to do when he didn't show
Can someone tell me when I have no lover, where do I go?
Life didn't let me be the princess waiting for my sweet rescue
Life made my heart hard inside now what do I do?
I have been seeking to be the exception not the rule
I have left behind the games I will not be fooled
Where is the king come to save his queen?
Where is the champion to offer deliverance that is in need?
If a man wants a woman he makes it so
No one taught me what happens when he doesn't show
Love has not come to save me but life must go on
I will draw my own maps and write my own love song
I will decide my future and walk the line
I will leave him a trail and paint him a sign;
"I waited for you but you did not arrive. I have moved on to live life while I am still alive. I dare you to try and catch me if you can, but I warn you I realized I do not need a man."

No Bones About It The Bone Fish Grill Made My Weekend!

I am not a big fan of food chains in general. While I can appreciate and commend the fact that chains such as Mc Donald's have mastered the ability of consistency and service from Tokyo to Toronto, there is something to be said for the classic renaissance of  family owned food eateries from dives to fine dining.
Tonight I was asked out to eat by my family and we ended up at The Bone Fish Grill in Secaucus. At first I was extremely skeptical. I have eaten in over priced, over cooked, sea food chain places and always found my experience to be disappointing.
I was amazingly surprised at my meal this evening. The waitress was well verses in the menu options. She even warned me that the corn chowder soup had bacon in it. Which in this day and age due to religious beliefs, allergies and dietary differences should be standard but is not in most places. Everything I ate from the Edamame to their Coconut Rum Pie for desert was well prepared and made with fresh ingredients. The food came out on time in an appropriate manner. The entire staff was accommodating and attentive through out the meal.
For starters we ordered their coconut crusted shrimp and edamame from the main menu as well as a fresh ceviche which was a special. The ceviche was light and refreshing. Well prepared with fresh sea food and avocado. The most important feature of the dish was that it was not premixed. Quite often when I have had ceviche if it sits with the onions for too long the taste is muted and over powering. I have to say it was the best I have had thus far in my life and in a few short minutes between my father and I there was nothing left of it. It was served with tortilla chips that were lightly fried and nicely salted. The edemame was well prepared and seasoned. It was just perfectly cooked and we all noshed on it through out the meal. The coconut crusted shrimp was well made. What impressed me more then the shrimp it's self was the mango citrus chutney it was served with that had fresh orange rind in it. It was exquisite. Coupled together it was a nice warm burst of sweet and sour in my mouth. The shrimp was soft and luscious. I complimented my appetizers with a glass of their red sangria. I was so happy to see sangria by the glass. Kudos to the Bone Fish for recognizing that single people like party drinks also! It was well made with a bold fruity flavor and it matched with the Polynesian theme of the ceviche and shrimp.
I ordered their Corn Chowder Soup with lump crab meat. I ate it with the home made table bread. It was rich and filling. Creamy, hearty and flavorful, I can definitely see myself being a fixture at their door during the long cold winters here in New Jersey for this one item alone. Move over soup nazi the Bone Fish has you beat! The soup was well balanced in it's taste with the main ingredients of corn and crab which were salted by the bacon in the cream based potage.
For my entree I had USDA Choice Filet Mignon paired with Jumbo Sea Scallops & Shrimp in a light butter sauce. Their vegetable of the day was zucchini sauteed in a light broth and tomato sauce with onions and parmesan cheese. Not only did I eat my helping of that side dish but my mother's as well. My steak which I ordered medium rare was cooked perfectly. Seasoned well although  I did add a little salt to it from their table grinder, which I found to be a nice touch and a step up from most eateries even at that level of service. The Shrimp and Scallops melted in my mouth. The sauce was tempered properly. Quite often I have had butter sauces that were broken and too salty but this was the antithesis of all my prior chain experience. I ordered their tomato and feta side with my dish. It was a well matched compliment to the meal and acted almost as a salad course. While simplistic in design the level of tomatoes, feta, basil and balsamic vinaigrette were perfectly proportioned and presented beautifully.
I chose fresh brewed ice as well as water for my main meal libations. I prefer clean nonalcoholic drinks for my entrees simply to enjoy the meal as a stand alone. While pairing can be amazing for a lot of eating experiences, when I try a new restaurant I treat it like a first date. I want to get to know the man sober or the chef as it is. Some meals as well as men need a drink to be tolerable. After I have decided to court an eatery, I then I loosen up a bit with the spirits. So look forward to future views of my experiences at The Bone Fish Grill.
I almost didn't have room for desert but that would have been like having great sex with no orgasm. The meal was so good thus far I needed to have their signature Coconut Rum Pie and a nice cup of iced coffee to finish it all off. The pie was topped with fresh whip cream. Which I love and prefer over it's canned step cousin. I am spoiled in the fact that my mother when making whip cream does not use Cream of Tartar as a stabilizer. While most people wouldn't taste this small additive, I do. If I had to pick one thing I would change about the meal it would be to leave that additive out of the whipped cream. I am also a realist. Home made whip cream takes time to make and for cost effective purposes and prep work a little Potassium bitartrate isn't going to kill me. The pie it's self was like heaven, the mixture of coconut to custard ratio was lovely. There was a caramel rum sauce drizzled over it that could easily be the bane of any diabetic or alcoholic. It was sweet but not over powering because you could taste the rum in the sauce. So together with the pie and the whipped cream I almost felt as if I was committing a mortal sin by devouring it. But of course that didn't stop me!
At the end of the meal I was so happy about my over all experience with the service I asked to speak with David Webster the owner and general manager of the restaurant. Yes I said owner for all of you not really paying attention. Apparently the Bone Fish Grill's success in making a chain feel like a family restaurant is to have each location individually owned as well as managed by said prioritior. David is truly invested in his establishment and it shows through the dedication and professionalism of the staff as well as the quality of the food. It was the best sea food I have had in and out side of family cooked meals since my childhood.
Bravo to Mr. Webster and his team in Secaucus! I thank you for a truly memorable meal, which I am sure won't be my last with your eatery.

Woman: Society's New Man & Oprah's New Puppet

Recently I commented on a whiny pussy article once again blaming women for the ills of men in America today:

Whiny Little Pussy Boy Article
  
My Comments:
 I read this and I have to be honest. I needed hip waders just to get through the level of pathetic cow poop in it. Today's common man is a little boy dressed up in a man suit. Unfortunately it's Halloween 365 days a year here in the USA for the male species. No guys I am not a man hating (insert expletive here). I actually believe in men, real men like my grandfather's who had no more then an 8th grade education but still spoke more then one language, never abandoned their wives emotionally, mentally or financially and could hold a decent conversation about something more then their chosen field or their favorite sports teams. Men who didn't need porn, the UFC or extra marital affairs to know they had a set below their belt.

Today's men are cowards. They hide in miserable marriages with women they don't respect and use their children for an excuse to stay when the love has left. Their women rather then respecting them, listen to a gay, African American woman and her balding, middle aged marionette on how to solve the problems in their relationship.
But men aren't really the ones to blame here. It's women. Most of us accept the mediocrity of the average American male and we ascribe to society's idea of who we should be. We hide our sexuality as if it were a curse and any women who doesn't is still frowned upon and not respected by both men as well as women. All in all most of today's men were raised by over bearing, undersexed, degrading mothers who hated the fact that they were forced to either be independent and shunned or dependent on men and socially accepted. Let's face it today's man was born into a transitional period as were today's women. Women: Men cheat for two reasons 1)The guy is a dog and if you aren't smart enough to figure that out it's your fault. Stop being stupid over love and grow some confidence. 2) You aren't satisfying him in bed. Get over your sexual hangups and try something new. Harness your sexual power and prowess and men will be forced to act like men around you and not horny teenage boys. Men: All of you grow up. This article is an exact example of how much the American male has become a whiny little (insert expletive here). As I stated before men need to turn off the TV, take an interest in local politics, laws and the things that effect them rather then sitting on their fannies, while playing fantasy football and writing pathetic articles about how life is so unfair to them and how women who have openly fought for a place in society have now usurped their authority.(News flash boys - It wasn't that hard. God gave you two heads and only enough blood to work one at one time fortunately us women don't have that problem) ~.o

And of course one of the masses of blindly ignorant people attacks me on my verbiage that was used to prove a point:

Rosanna Reynoso:
Jayme, what the fuck does Oprah's race and alleged sexuality have to do with this? Are you saying that woman shouldn't listen to her because she's black and might enjoy the company of women?

Me: 

Yes, I will affirm to the statement that a person's ethnic back ground, financial situation, sexuality, religion and culture can skew their advice and views on life. And yes - I personally don't think that any straight woman, specifically middle classed should be following the advice of a rich lesbian on how handle their relationships unless she has her certifications in psychology. I will be damned if a former beauty pageant winner who has banked on her own childhood trauma to gain recognition and sympathy and majored in communications in college is going to tell me how I should handle my life. Just as I would not give advice to any of my gay male friends on dating - I have no clue because I could never be in their situation. I do take issue with her because she feeds on women's insecurities, she hid her sexuality for a long time from the public and still continues to try to do so. Women are stupid enough to let her pick their books they read, decide what to buy for themselves and whether or not they should stay with their partners. It's idiotic. And if you knew anything about the Oprah empire you would know that Dr. Phil was brought in as a major part of her show and then given his own publicity to gain the support from the southern states where she has lower ratings. One more way for her to make money on the women who aren't smart enough to realize all her "charity" actually makes her money due to tax right offs, sales and endorsements. Her altruistic demeanor is no more then good business tactics. But I would expect that response from most Americans. Most American's enjoy a good helping of denial and bullshit as long as it's piled in a pretty manner and is positioned downwind. 

Rosanna Reynoso:
I think I get what you're saying... Blacks should only take advice from Blacks, Gays from Gays, etc, etc... interesting... bigoted, nasty, homophobic... but interesting.

Me: 

LMAO As a bisexual woman who has dated men and women from almost every culture, economic and religious back ground that exists I will state this: When I was 16 over the summer from my sophomore year to my junior year of high school I lost about 50 pounds on a liquid diet. I went from 180 pounds to about 130 pounds. Men that I used to be friends with who respected my mind suddenly stop talking to me and started trying to put their hands all over me.
I did a lot of soul searching because I knew they were fixated on my outward appearance and not who I was internally. It made me very sad that men who once respected me saw me as nothing more then a piece of meat. I made a decision at that point in my life that I would never determine the level of intimacy I had with any one to be based by their psychical being. Unfortunately most people's life shaping experiences that determine who they are internally are derived from how the world views them which is primarily external. I don't traditionally date women because most succumb to societies expectations of them. I like people who can think for themselves. I hate Oprah because instead of making women stronger she has changed their dependency for security. Rather then looking toward their friends, family and loved ones for good advice that has concern and love behind it, she gives these generalized summations and women blindly follow it. I can state that people need to be mindful of the positioning of the advice. That a southern African American woman who grew up being economically oppressed, having been molested at an early age by a man and who only over came obstacles by using her body in the most socially acceptable form of degradation to women - a beauty pageant. That her advice and efforts might not be as earnest and certainly would be far from what most other people in a similar situation to your own might be if they had even a modicum of knowledge about your personal situation. I said I find it idiotic that women allow it to happen. I point out her race and sexuality because if it were any one else from that race or sexuality I find it hard to believe that most women would take a black lesbian's advice on these things but they take it from Oprah. But they do because she has made a name for herself using her personal trauma, her ethnicity and her back ground as a stepping stone to gain respect from the general public and earned money from it. Oprah is a lie. She is an angry woman who is set out to prove that she can control the male establishment in the US through manipulating their wives, daughters and mothers. In the house holds that wouldn't let her in due to real racism, homophobia and bigotry she sent in a good old southern white boy complete with drawl to do her dirty work. You didn't think Dr. Phil was an accidental discovery did you? Lol
I will also remind you that calling people hateful names is seriously ignorant especially when you have no clue to whom you are speaking to. I am sure some of my exes on my face book page will get a chuckle out of the bigoted comments and god knows most of my GLBT friends will fall over laughing about me being homophobic. But don't worry as I stated before I am used to that level of ignorance in people, most people aren't able to have an educated discussion that have differing opinions with out resorting to primal measures such as name calling.

Rosanna Reynoso:

Pulling out the old "I have gay friends! I can't be a homophobe!". lol

Listen, when you say "don't take this woman's advice because she's a lesbian", that's homophobia. When you say "don't listen to this woman's advice because she's black", that's racism. I'm not name-calling. I'm just using words correctly.

Me:

No not friends with I am part of the GBLT community darling. I am bisexual and while most people don't like to lump me into that and want to believe I am like most women - that it's a phase, 20+ years of living like this would disagree with that thought process.

My Exact Words Were: Their women rather then respecting them, listen to a gay, African American woman and her balding, middle aged marionette on how to solve the problems in their relationship.

I Went On To Say: And yes - I personally don't think that any straight woman, specifically middle classed should be following the advice of a rich lesbian on how handle their relationships unless she her certifications in psychology.

I Also Went On To Say: Rather then looking toward their friends, family and loved ones for good advice that has concern and love behind it, she gives these generalized summations and women blindly follow it. I can state that people need to be mindful of the positioning of the advice. That a southern African American woman who grew up being economically oppressed, having been molested at an early age by a man and who only over came obstacles by using her body in the most socially acceptable form of degradation to women - a beauty pageant. That her advice and efforts might not be as earnest and certainly would be far from what most other people in a similar situation to your own might be if they had even a modicum of knowledge about your personal situation. I said I find it idiotic that women allow it to happen. I point out her race and sexuality because if it were any one else from that race or sexuality I find it hard to believe that most women would take a black lesbian's advice on these things but they take it from Oprah.

I Also Stated: I do take issue with her because she feeds on women's insecurities, she hid her sexuality for a long time from the public and still continues to try to do so. Women are stupid enough to let her pick their books they read, decide what to buy for themselves and whether or not they should stay with their partners. It's idiotic.

In Summation: I personally wouldn't take her advice because she is not qualified. I find it sad and pathetic that because of her name people take her advice blindly rather then securing themselves to the people who matter most in their lives. Considering that most women who watch her are white as well as middle classed and I would venture to guess that if you asked them if they would take relationship advice from an African American Lesbian with out it being Oprah most would decline to answer or say no. If most of her viewers probably wouldn't take advice from any unqualified person who has no concept of their personal back ground or situation because they haven't lived in it then why her?

So my question to you is why are you so angry over a few simple words? I used them to make a point, most writers do. I will not apologize for being honest, provocative or placing terminology with in piece I wrote which was intended to be thought provoking that might be politically incorrect. Because it seems you are hung up on me being homophobic and racist. While you are at it might as well call me an economic snob for the rich comment about her also or did that not hit any of your hot buttons? Please if you are going to attack me for being politically incorrect at least have the courtesy to be consistent in your attacks. When I write, I do so to elicit people to wake up and see things from a different prospective. Are you really not intelligent enough to see my positioning and purpose in what I wrote? 

Rosanna Reynoso:
I was angry because I hate racism and homophobia. I now understand that you used racist and homophobic language to make a "provocative" point. I don't understand how using inflammatory language gets any point across. I think it's an unnecessary distraction, but, I guess this is why I don't watch Glenn Beck.

I don't hate classism as much but I am working on that.

I was attacking your statements, not you. As you've already stated, I don't know you.

Over All... I didn't pursue it any further my friend Brian went on to make a few key points. He was the original poster of the link to the article.  I found some of his comments to be poignant.

Brian Stinga's Comments: 

This blog post and the website that inspired it (http://bit.ly/brCOMO) were designed to give insight into the lives of modern men. Each generation has their own set of struggles, and this just shares stories of those from the present.

It's obvious that a man with only an 8th grade education who is multi-lingual, loyal to his wife and knowledgeable of world and current events is truly an admirable and respectable man. On the flipside, any man who is dependent on porn, drugs or extra marital affairs is obviously struggling with serious issues and not due the respect or admiration that 'real' men achieve.
If you are always comparing the pathetic/insecure men to the extraordinary ones, then yes, they'll always be cowards, little boys and dogs.
However, these two groups only encompass a small percentage of the upper and lower echelon of men.
The majority of men fall somewhere in between. The 'common' man.
They might have a college education but only speak one language.
They enjoy fantasy football and watching UFC, but also are loyal to and supportive of their wives and families.
They have some traits of and desire to be extraordinary men, but might also on occasion succumb to issues that affect the pathetic men, yet, are still not cowards, little boys or dogs by nature.

This blog and website are designed with these men in mind, with the point being to share potentially helpful knowledge that could help the common man become an extraordinary one.

The same goes for women and Oprah.
I know a LOT of people who hate her also because of how she flaunts her money and power around and what her supposed true motivation is, but her fame and popularity were not achieved because of her timeslot or charitable donations, it was because women watched her, learned something they found to be insightful, and then spread the word to other women.
Just like in "The Tipping Point," once a few key people find out about an idea/product/concept, they share it and it spreads like wildfire. She is obviously no real authority on anything, yet, viewers found something in her shows or books that helped them, so they shared it.

This makes the underlying reality pretty clear - you don't need to be certified or qualified or experienced in some specific field in order to share advice you think could help someone.

That is, nobody in either case here is trying to be the ultimate authority on self-help or relationships, but the true worth in Oprah and this blog and website is in the spreading of knowledge and stories that can potentially help a lot of people.

There's an infinite number of ways to break down disparities, point out flaws and disprove arguments, but I think we need to just appreciate it all for the potential positive effect they can have on so many lives.

My Retort to Brian's Statement:
We have become a nation of suckling infants on the teats of advertising media whores. We let them tell us who to vote for, what to feed our children and how to wipe our asses. Are there exceptions? Yes, but I still remember a time when things were not the way they are today and people were more rich in culture and lived life for all it was worth. When people love people and used things not loved things and used people. When the value of a man was not his bank statement but his honor, respect, intelligence and pride in his community. 

Unfortunately most men these days have lost their innate ability to continue to better themselves. The same can be said for some women, however women due to lack of  male participation in raising children and the divorce rate have been forced to become more educated in order to provide for their offspring. While there will always be exceptions to the rule and not to diminish the great female world leaders and innovators, men have traditionally set the pace for expectations within our social structure. It is distressing to see the level of complacency in most men these days. What makes the situation even more unbearable is the amount of animosity men show for women who do excel. 

I have to be honest my positioning on this comes from the fact that as I have dated I am appalled at the level of ignorance that is out there. In this area I have met too many men who were more concerned with sports scores then their local government and the financial future of our nation. Brian, men like my grandfathers used to be the rule and not the exception. Finding educated men such as yourself to have a decent conversation with is damn near hard to find. You must trust me on this Brian when I say; are there good men who don't cheat yes, but again where it used to be the rule it is now the exception. Most men are more concerned about the head between their legs today then they are about the one on their shoulders. Outside of work environments where they are forced to act with honor and decorum men have lost most of their social graces.

Society's pendulum has begun to swing wildly. Women are empowered. We no longer need men for anything. Medical technology has made it so that if there were a life ending disease that killed all male humans tomorrow the human race would survive and life would go on. The same can not be said for women. I want to thank all the men who cheapen their only God given creation tool by donating to sperm banks thus making this possible. 

My point is men need to start paying attention to how their own actions effect them as well as the society they live in. They need to start taking on the blame instead of deflecting it on to women. We are merely doing what women have always done; doing what we are told. 

My problem with women is that they are letting wrong people lead them. Oprah being one of the biggest and worst contributors to this bad advice era. Are there good things that come from her show? Yes but if you throw enough shit at any wall eventually some of it will stick. People in general need to stop feeding on media and start thinking for themselves. We need to fore go what society considers normal and acceptable and begin to rebuild our nation as well as our family structure through hard work and effort.

It is easy to give up or to think that some mountains are too hard to climb. What if our ancestors had given up on their American dream? What would our lives look like now? 

It is all about focus Brian. People like my grandfathers and grandmothers didn't seek out some twat's advice on an afternoon fluff show, they sure as hell didn't go around blaming and suing people for their ills. They looked at the situation and the found a solution. When they needed help they called on the people they loved and trusted. If it was hard they applied some good old-fashioned elbow grease and got it done. It was this level of tenacity that allowed them to follow through with the commitments in their marriages as well as other important relationships.

I will end in asking you this: If men who historically have been the protectors, hunters and leaders of society are not longer filling that role and women have taken the reins what the hell are all of you good for?

We Need to Come Down to Earth

I am sitting at my computer and I am over tired having gotten about two hours of sleep, coming off another bad situation online. I see yet another lost kitten in Farmville pop across my screen and a light bulb goes off. What if we all just turned of our pc's and actually found real lost kittens or planted real crops or wait........ had real live conversations instead of chats?
Some days I feel as if our greatest blessing of this age is also our greatest curse. While information is readily available to us at a moments download, we are losing our humanity.
While that information can save lives it also gives criminals access to victims. It gives people a sense of anonymity which is making us colder and more heartless as a society.
It has become the proverbial crutch for us all to not have to make attempts at having real relationships. I remember watching Walle the Disney movie and thinking how silly all the people looked and thinking that could never happen. Could it?

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Some One Take Me Back.....
Take me back to a time when sunshine wasn't something to be afraid of
Take me back to a time when it was safe to play ball in the road on a hot summer day
Take me back to when a forty hour work week was just forty hours
Take me back to a time when families ate dinner together around the table and shared their day with each other
Take me back to when family comedy was family comedy and not The Family Guy
Take me back to a time when father and son fixed up the car or the house together
Take me back to a time when walking didn't involve expensive athletic shoes or the word "Power"
Take me back to a time when people had real conversations in person
Take me back to a time when phones were connected to walls and televisions didn't fit in your pocket
Take me back to a time when our gardens were in our back yards and not on Facebook
Take me back to a time when games involved running around with children and didn't involved a hand held controller
Take me back to a time when children ran over to each others houses to play instead of scheduling play dates
Take me back to when music wasn't digitally created but was played on real instruments, live
For I was not created for this highly technically complicated world where surfing involves webs and pages rather then boards and wax
I don't want to send my avatar to the cyber beach, I want to feel the sand between my own toes once again with out the fear of medical refuge
Take me back please some one take me back there again