Male Of The Species

I was raised, like most civilized males, to respect social mores and keep certain talk to certain places.  I should be clear that certain talk was not forbidden, as it is a fundamental part of being male, but that the proper places and occasions for such talk were limited so as not to offend more delicate ears.

Despite decades of effort on the part of the PC (politically correct) Police, males - thankfully - are still males.  It is a function of the Y-chromosome and no amount of whining and ear-plugging will ever change that.  Gender roles are as much a function of genetics as environment.

When I was growing up, I was taught by other men that certain conversations were to be had only around other men and only in certain places, such as the locker room, the golf course, hunting trips, and bars (in proper society women were escorted to "lounges" never bars).  I will catch all kinds of crap from the feminists and PC Police, but I see nothing wrong with Standard Male Bragging (SMB), in the proper context.

I am painfully aware that there has been a multi-decadal war on males.  Ritalin (the drug) is primarily used to control male behavior, since kids aren't allowed to play real games anymore, and have a metric tonne of energy to blow off one way or another.  Males and male behavior have been consistently demeaned and belittled, and any signs of it have been drugged and castigated until most males now are just sick to death of it.

If you have any questions why Donald Trump has risen so fast in the political arena, it is because he is unapologetically male.  He speaks directly.  He likes attractive women on his arm.  He knows wealth and power are aphrodisiacs.  His only mistake was apologizing for the Trump Tapes.  It is the traitorous weasel who recorded that conversation and saved it for 11 years that ought to be castrated and hung out to dry.  Trump was well within his male rights to speak the way he did among other males in the locker room context.  That is what we males are all taught.

Women and children have the right to demand that men keep their baser behavior controlled and contained, but no one can demand that we deny our very nature.  Nature created men to amass wealth and power so as to attract the most desirable mates, just as it created women to primp and preen and seek out the wealthy and powerful men.  There is no apology for expressing our Natures, so long as it appropriate to the time and place, and the locker room is definitely the time and place for men to be men.

It strikes me as rather conspicuous that the number of wars in process or about to start are a direct consequence of denying men the right and ability to "blow off steam."  And frankly, doing things like allowing transvestites into the military and striking the word "man" off of all the ranks and titles is even further pushing men into a fight.  Furthermore, blasting men-talk all over Creation that was said in the appropriate time and place is yet another sick and depraved attack on all men, not just one or two.

To my admittedly and unapologetically male mind, Trump is not wrong, the media are.  They knew the context of the talk.  They knew full well that they do the same thing.  They knowingly and hypocritically violated a social trust in a way that deserves the most vile reprehension possible.

What's really strange about all of this is that the popular media (TeeVee, Moovies, etc.) are absolutely awash with foul language and chest-beating males - reference any Marvel Moovie - yet the minute a male gets off the couch or leaves the cinema, he is battered and bashed from all sides for daring to imitate the behavior he just witnessed those "cultural heroes" performing.  It's no wonder males are acting out in so many inappropriate ways; they are receiving severely disconnected messages from society and the cognitive dissonance is driving them batty.

Even I experience massive amounts of cognitive dissonance.  On the one hand, my Inner Male cheers when people like Trump ignore the Whining Class and act like a real male.  If for no other reason, I secretly hope he gets elected, even though my Inner Intellectual is reviled by his complete lack of historical context.  Plainly, you can see my dilemma.  My mental and physical selves are in constant battle over whether love the guy or run in horror.

I truly wish that America could produce a figure like Putin, and it's no wonder he is admired around the world.  He is a Man's Man: intelligent, mannered, witty, wily, erudite, and is a formidable verbal sparring partner.  In the real world outside the molly-coddled nanny states of US and EU, real men still exist and still admire other real men.  In fact, I suspect that Hillary et al. vilify him for this very reason - he is a fine expression of the Real Man.

If Trump has had one major victory, it is on the PC front.  He has put a large dent in the effort to destroy the male.  He is unabashed and proudly male, and for that I salute him.  In the darkest recesses of my inner-most thoughts, I secretly hope he wins, if for no other reason than to put a sock in the mouth of Political Correctness.

I fear it is too little too late, though.  The damage has been done and there are generations of Western males who will never recover, and it will take generations again to repair the damage done by the Progressives and Feminists.

But I can celebrate small victories, and having the Trump Tapes fly back in the face of the PC Police is one of them.  I imagine that Trump and his sons are in the locker room now, clapping each other on the back and laughing at the silly hypocrites in LaLaLand.

And honestly, I'm willing to bet that Real Women admire Real Men, and thus the species goes on.

In the immortal words of Blue Swede, "Ugga chacka, ugga ugga ugga chacka!"

Ode To A Nation

I told myself that I was going to stay as far away from the US presidential campaign as I could, but damn it!  Partly for sheer entertainment purposes, and partly because it is a universal human trait to slow down and look at horrific car wrecks, I just can't stop myself.

Yes, I admit it.  For the second time in probably 20 years, I watched the "debate" Monday morning (we're way ahead over here).  I am admittedly motivated by morbid curiosity.  I want to see people's guts get splattered all over the cameras...and I wasn't disappointed.

My first comment is, who changed the job description of a "moderator?"  And are they really necessary in a situation where their only function is to help one side attack the other?  I was in the debate club in school.  I have watched some great debates in my time (just dial up Christopher Hitchens on YouTube).  I have never seen "moderators" behave like they have in the past two "debates."  Nuff said.

The next issue to address is probably the "Trump Tapes."  By now, even the shiest hermit troglodyte knows about the Trump Tapes.  In fact, I understand that a live webcam in Missouri caught two Bigfoots (Bigfeet?) discussing the story just Saturday morning.  If what Trump said was so shocking or unusual, then why didn't Billy Bush faint dead away?  And what about similar comments Obama has made on the golf course?  Is it OK for him since he is (bow your heads in reverence) a minority?  By the way, you have to use alternate search engines to find these clips, since every Google search points to Trump.

Frankly, I would be shocked if a rich, powerful man didn't brag about the way women throw themselves at him.  Sorry girls, but having a number of very close friendships with women, I know how y'all talk off-camera, and it would make Trump blush.  I gotta laugh, folks.  The same culture that bought millions of copies of 50 Shades of Gray, made Ann Rice's Beauty series an underground hit, and flocked to the film Indecent Proposal is incapable of being truly shocked by the comments on the Trump Tapes.  Fact of life.  Face it.  I know just about every woman in America at this point has closely examined the size of Trump's hands, and probably his feet, too (big feet, big...well, you know).

To put it quite plainly, Trump showed up to a press conference with three women that have for years accused Bill Clinton of all-out rape and abuse, and who have been further abused by Hillary Clinton - in public and on the record - which made rather conspicuous the complete lack of women lining up to accuse Trump of similar abuse.

Does this excuse Trump's words?  No.  However, so far it is just a couple of boys bragging with no one stepping forward to say they were wrongly treated.  On the other side, Bill Clinton finally admitted that he abused his power and position with Monica Lewinsky, and was impeached and disbarred for lying about it under oath, and thee women have been dogging him (Jones, Willey, Broadderick) for decades about real abuse that Hillary has obviously condoned with her defense of her husband and the fact that she has pressed him into campaigning for her.  Clearly, abuse of women is not an issue that Hillary cares much about, at least off stage.

As for the rest of the event, what can I say?  It was a game of Battleship with both sides landing punches.  One thing I do like about Trump is that he doesn't mince words, he calls things like he sees them.  He doesn't use the passive voice and talk around things.  One thing I deeply despise about politicians is the way they talk in third-person passive and use un-words like un-truth and lots of weasel qualifiers.  I can respect people, even when I truly dislike them, when they have the moxy to speak directly and clearly.

All that being said, there was nothing in this or the previous "debate" that inspired me. I am more convinced that ever that I will not vote (again).  I left the US nine years ago because I could no longer be a part of a system that killed and destroyed with impunity, and I haven't seen anything in the two approved candidates that encourages me to think that things will change.  You can have chocolate or vanilla, but in the end, the only choice is ice cream.  Hmmm...maybe that is too delicious a metaphor.  The more apt metaphor would probably be solid or liquid, it's still shit.  I'll let the dear reader choose who is which - and I did note the big fly that landed on Clinton.

What I have taken away from not only this "debate," but the entire election cycle, is that the US is FUBAR.

When I get lambasted by the Clintonites for mysogeny, hate and abuse (honestly...), I have to wonder what it must be like to live inside their brains.  Can anyone truly ignore the reams of evidence pointing to decades of criminal activity and just sheer hatred of people?  Are they so indoctrinated into party politics that they would elect Charles Manson is the DNC selected him?  In my humble opinion, the only difference between Hillary and Manson is that she hasn't been convicted (yet).

On the other hand, the Trumpians castigate me for my lack of patriotism and tell me how he is the last best hope for America. My only thought is, has it really come to this?  Can someone with so obvious a lack of education and diplomacy truly be the last great hope of a country like the US?  If I found myself thinking that, I would forsake all hope and immediately begin working on secession (which I did, by the way, nearly 30 years ago), or just leave the whole mess behind (which I did 9 years ago).

Either one of these people alone would be an indictment of the moral and ethical decay in America, but both together as the primary choices for president in 2016, is proof-positive that the US has gone completely around the bend.  Had Ron Paul even been nominated, much less elected president, I might have held out hope for the System and the people subservient to it.  But honestly, that Trump and Clinton are the two best choices the System can offer is a clear sign that the US is somewhere between Caligula and Claudius in the Rome Collapse-O-Meter.

We are currently replaying the scene where HAL-9000 convinces Poole and Bowman to replace the AE-35 unit and let it fail to see where the fault it.  In the end, the System will win the election at the cost of its own existence, and perhaps in the Big Picture, that is what the world needs.  I dearly love my home, my family and my friends, but every now and then, you gotta clean the gutters.  Many of my friends realize this, but many more do not, because...well, gosh, it's easy to read about history, but damn difficult to live it.

At this point, it is well worth the time to watch Being There again, or better yet, READ the book.  Jerzy Kosinski lived through the collapse of a country and saw the same signals in American culture, and as I have said often, once a system derails, it is virtually impossible to right it again and it must completely collapse in order to make way for fresh ideas.

The founding concepts behind the US, and the Enlightenment philosophy behind them, have already changed the world. But the country has gone so far off course that perhaps its usefulness has faded into history now, as demonstrated by the two people standing for the country's highest office.

Sad?  Yes.  Painful?  Very much so.  Necessary?  What does one do with a gangrenous limb?  Nothing lasts forever, nor should it.  Nature, in its infinite wisdom, has seen to it that all things die so that new life can take hold.

The one abiding thought that I had as I watched the debate is that when someone we dearly love passes on, we must bury the body, but take the fond memories with us as we move forward, and celebrate the good things they did to change the world.

Regardless of the outcome of this election, I bid a fond farewell to America and celebrate the good it has done for all humans.  It is time, though, to remove the life support and accept that the genius that was America is but a fond memory now and it is time to quickly bury the corpse.