Are You Still Living?

I suppose this is going to be sort of philosophical. I had a friend whose grandmother recently passed away. This made me think about my own grandmother who is still alive but to me she is not. Let me explain, she has dementia and she has suffered from this for nearly a decade. To me she is not living because she has no concept of her reality. She is breathing, sure, but she is dead and has been in my eyes since she could not decipher reality from memory.

Some may say this is harsh, but I think making people exist like this is far more demeaning and cruel, which is one of the reasons I’m a huge proponent of euthanization. So I suppose the question is, if you are not cognizant of what is happening then are you really alive?

Lets use an example that is not dementia, one many can relate to on a personal level. Have you ever been so drunk that you blackout? You have no memories of what you said or did but you did in fact do them. In that blackout period were you still living?

I say you were not. That is why I always excused my actions during a blackout. I was not really living. If I was of sound mind I would not have done these things. If I can’t remember doing them, it is not that they did not happen, they did but I can’t account for them because I was in a “dead” state.

If you have ever seen a person who is blackout drunk when you are not they do appear to be in a “dead” state. They look like the walking dead. They are functioning but have no recollection of time during this state. They are dead to the world around them.

That is why I believe that if you are in a mental state that makes you completely unaware then you are in fact, not living.

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Shut It Down

In this last year I have had many discussions with people about the Presidential election. I have spoken with supporters of Clinton, Sanders, Cruz, Rubio and Trump. Now that we are down to the final two it seems like these conversations are getting far more heated by one side. Who do you think that would be? If you listen to nothing but MSM babble then I’m sure you believe it to be the Trump supporters but no, it is of the Clinton Supporters.

I am voting for Donald Trump. He had me from the start with his immigration stance, won me over with the nicknames and secured me with his Bob Hope style red MAGA hat which makes me look adorable.

Anyway, I don’t even bring up election talk anymore but when others do I engage. Of course, living in the sea of blue of Massachusetts, more people then not are voting for Hillary Clinton. These people become slightly unhinged when they learn that I’m on the Trump Train.

I am bombarded with:

Why? My answer is because I support his immigration stance.

A wall won’t work. My reply is please see Israel, Russia, China and Germany. (A little something called the Berlin Wall worked wonders for years.)

You can’t deport. My answer is you can. Please look at Operation Wetback during the Eisenhower administration. Done without computerized systems by the way. And everybody liked Ike!

Who will do those jobs? My answer is honestly, in a few years it will be robots, until then teenagers or other unemployed Americans.

They won’t do it. Not for that money: My answer is they will do it if they are paid a fair wage, which should be happening. So basically you’re saying you’re okay with illegals doing slave labor.

What about the refugees? My answer is they have Muslim majority countries to which they can flee to safety, such as Qatar and Saudi Arabia.

What about the children? What about the American children who are living in near favelas? Shouldn’t we help them first?

Of course, all of my answers are always screamed over because apparently Dems can’t compute facts, only emotions.

The coup de grace, is always, a “you’re stupid!”

Well, how can I win that argument. I may be stupid for many reasons but this is not one of them.

The best part is when I try and bring up their enchanting candidate, Madame Clinton, they all say, “the conversation is over.”

As you can see, we are dealing with reasonable people here.

You can vote as wish but to those who so vehemently oppose Trump I ask you this since I’m never allowed the opportunity in real life:

Why are you so opposed to helping Americans, all Americans, those born here and those who went through the immigration process properly, first?

Charity begins at home after all, so when we are stronger as a nation, then we can help others.

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Tough Guy

Women are always claiming that they like men who are strong, not necessarily in the physical sense but one who is tough and resilient. It is interesting that they claim to find this attractive because what makes a man have such a characteristic is in direct opposition to what women want to hear, which are lies.

A man who is tough is one that is truthful. However, honesty is not something that women take well.

Example, if a woman asks a man something and he gives her an honest answer and then she freaks out, the man has two options, stick to his guns or fold. A strong guy will stick to his guns and explain to his woman why he is right and she should learn from this.

That’s why a guy who cheats and lies about is weak. A tough guy would be forthright and tell a woman that he did it.

I have been with plenty of guys who fucked other people while we were fucking regularly. I knew they did it. They would never admit it which is what pissed me off. If they had just said they did it, it would have been fine. The only reason I care is because of health risks. If I get an STD I want to earn it fair and square, not from some tangential fucking. Sorry but I like me more than I give a shit about somebody I’m having sex with, which speaks volumes considering I hate myself. These men were weak.

Interesting to point out here, I  told these people when I fucked other people. It’s a common courtesy. No wonder these dalliances didn’t work out, I was more of a man then them.

There is strength in the truth.

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A Little Less Conversation And A Little More Touch My Body

Even though I was the original queen of the high half-ponytail, I still love Ari.

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Darkly Sexy

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I came up with a new sex position.

“Hands Up, Don’t Shoot”

This is when a woman is on her knees with her hands up over head and there’s a guy in front of her who is cocked and locked if you will. She screams, “Don’t shoot!” He unloads on her.

I also have an “I Can’t Breathe” one but it’s a bit more complex involving auto-erotic asphyxiation.

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