Tis Strange the effect I'm having on people lately. As for my own years of observing women, the
human race and myself...I came to the conclusion long ago that everyone is F..king Nuts and I'm the
only sane one in the lot...no wait, I may have got that backwards. As for your aspirations to
achieve a state of being someone who is closer to the ideals you respect. It all sounds too
complicated for me to try. My few remaining aspirations include finding the "perfect" mountain with
a brothel on top and a nicely paved road that goes for miles and miles and I don't have a Greyhound
Bus on my tail. To be strapped into a 1978 MASA Slingshot (which is of course the perfect tadpole)
or I find Tom Sherman's Dragonflyer re-orphaned, lost and abandoned...now where did I leave those
bolt cutters. After this ride I will retire to the Pacific side of Costa Rica and live next to a
brothel and a Brew Pub. Oh yeah and of course I still intend to cross Saskatchewan strapped into a
Twin Jet Low Racer...just have to locate the perfect 200 mile stretch of flat highway with a
brothel at starting point. Come to think of it...the person I aspired to be most like years ago was
"Betti Page", just could not keep my seams straight and those friggin garter belts kept riding up.
Then I moved to British Columbia Canada to become a Lumberjack...(space left open
here................for Mikael to do the chorus). Seriously though, after a particularly bad
incident in another country when I was 19. I adopted a non-violent Buddhist lifestyle for quite a
while and did the whole...aspire to be a better human being routine and much of who and what I am
today is a result of my flirtation with Buddhism...so be warned people, you flirt with Buddhism and
you too can end up just like
me...be afraid, be very afraid.
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"GeoB" <
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> Joshua...
>
> > If industry built what people really wanted we'd all have Stepford wives
>
> I know that you were joking (I think) so I don't know why that statement bugs me. I guess it is
> that I feel I am being classed with the slobs on the corner that have the big leer and 'elevator
> eyes' yelling, "Yousuh! Yousuh! Look at them jugs!" every time a mature female walks by. I feel
> like they think all men are in the same club and they were elected president.
>
> I think the Stepford men hadn't the courage to be *men*. They were frightened to death of each
> other, of peer pressure and of confident capable women. I really don't see myself in that role.
>
> In my years of observing women, the human race and myself I have come to some rather cynical
> conclusions about all of them. But I find that while I cannot remake myself I can aspire to
> goals/behaviour I respect. Yeah, I have to pick myself up and aspire some more lots of times but
> I, and many many more guys are dedicated to getting it right as often as possible.
>
> I know you know that.. I think it's the strong Chamomile tea I am finishing. Look quick, because
> you will seldom see me in a serious mood.
>
> This may or may not have any connection at all with the topic of discussion.
>
