Monday, October 31, 2016

Happy Hallowe'en

if you will be my ghostly goon
i'll be your ghoulish loving guy
we'll lurk beneath the bright orange moon
soaring across the blackest sky

and when we reach the last dark street
we'll hurry home so very quick
and you can offer me a treat
or better still a mmm-mmm trick



Sunday, October 30, 2016

The Pink Flamingo Hotel — Lucy Sky Diamond Part 5


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Friday, October 28, 2016

You Could Be Wrong

You Could Be Wrong

“In my honest opinion ...”

"Just my opinion, of course ..."

"I'm entitled to my opinion ..."

" I am of the opinion that ..."

"It goes without saying that ..."

We've all heard expressions like these. When discussing some matter relevant to how we feel about a subject, we express an opinion.

Most people think that their opinion is unimpeachable. After all, it is what someone believes, usually without any reservation or second thought.

What most people don't seem to realise is that their opinions might be wrong.

Wrong? How can the way one feels be wrong?

Well, let's take an extreme example. Hitler was of the opinion that Jews were the bane of human existence and decided the only solution was to eradicate the Jewish race. Every morning, when he crawled out of bed, he probably didn't think that his opinion was wrong. In fact, I'm guessing he thought he was perfectly right in his beliefs. He really saw himself, as strange as this may seem, as doing "good."

Common sense tells us that Hitler's determination to commit genocide was wrong. The question is: Why didn't Hitler see what we see?

The answer is simple enough. Hitler, like so many evil-doers in our world, was a master of self-deception.

None of us, hopefully, are like Hitler. However, many of us exhibit the same self-deception by forming an opinion and "locking it in" as if it were some kind of irrefutable truth. We never even entertain the notion that our opinion(s) might be wrong. In the course of growing up, we are so bombarded by the notion that we must be "true to ourselves." As a result, we typically refuse to entertain self-doubt. Instead, we stand fast in the belief that whatever it is we "feel" must be absolutely right.

If any of us seriously wants to be "correct" about some important matter, then we must allow for some doubt, some self-examination of what we espouse to be true. Questioning our beliefs is not a sign of weakness. Rather, it is a sign that we are able to grow and change as individuals. Anyone who maintains that he or she has "strong" opinions and who will not waiver from that opinion is simply reasserting his or her "right" to have his or her opinion. Put another way, he or she is simply affirming his or her "right" to be wrong.

Too often, people will use this "appeal to opinion" as a building block in an argument to convince you that they "know better" with regards to some important matter. For example, no one can stop a person from saying that vaccines cause autism, no matter how many times that claim has been disproven. Everyone has the "right" to express a belief, but just because you can state a belief doesn't make your belief "right."

After all, there are facts, and there is bullshit. People who form opinions based on facts have something to offer any conversation. People who simply live and think by the seat of their pants have only cow pies cooked up in the short-order kitchens of their simplistic, inflexible minds.

Just my opinion, of course ...



Thursday, October 27, 2016

everything you owe ...

everything you owe ...
i can tell from your eyes
that your searching
is almost done
i can tell from your hands
that your trembling
has just begun
i can tell from your lips
that your kisses
have gone cold
and i can tell from your cheeks
that your heart
has grown old

do not look for love
on the other side
of rage
do not look for salvation
beyond the pain
of age
do not look for passion
when your body
has withered so
do not look for death
until you've paid
for everything you owe



Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Who's A Good Boy?

Who's A Good Boy?

Dogs — they get away with everything the rest of us don't.

Oh, So Needy
When it comes to a relationship with another human being, there's a limit to the neediness you or your partner exhibit. Generally speaking, leaving the house for work or an after-hours engagement should not send your human partner into a tizzy.

Your dog, on the other hand, can have shivers and shakes, can whine like an airport metal detector, and can literally destroy your home the moment you leave. Some dogs, you see, suffer from a separation-complex unlike any other. When you return home, and your pooch is sitting in a pile of your shredded underwear, what do you do? Send the poor thing packing?

Noooo ... after your initial proclamation of "Bad dog, bad, bad, bad dog," you simply clean up the mess and welcome said maniacal mutt back into your bed when it's time to get some sleep.

If your human partner exhibited the same tendencies because you went out alone for an evening, well, I seriously doubt you'd be pulling back the sheets for him or her.

A Green Eyed Treasure
Jealousy, they say, is the green-eyed monster. Most of you will not tolerate it in a human mate. In a dog, however, it is just oh so cute. Let's face it, if you own a dog, your dog owns you. If some puffed up poodle comes dancing your way along the city street and flicks a pom-pom your way for a free pat, that French pooch is looking for trouble. Your pup will not tolerate any kind of casual sharing, and with a growl and a snarl, he'll send that bitch of a Mademoiselle packing.

Now, if your human partner gets hit on by someone in a bar, while you are in the washroom, and sure enough, there's a little chat-o-chat going on when you return, you can't suddenly start a mini nuclear war. If you do, you're probably going to spend the night in the inappropriately named "dog house." People don't tolerate being "property" or owned by anyone. Only dogs get to do that.

Beggar's Banquet
Oh sure, it's cute when your resident mongrel is under the kitchen table and clawing at your leg for scraps from your dinner. And sure, I guess there's not a whole lot wrong with you slipping pooch-mooch a piece of chicken or steak. It's all a part of the dog-as-master-of-the-chef scenario.

Let your human partner say, "Hun, I'm begging you," and red flags start popping up like fireworks on the 4th of July. Human begging is just begging for trouble.

Look Who's Stalking
Need to go pee? Go ahead, but don't expect to go alone. Dogs follow and stalk you from room to room. If a dog doesn't know where you are, then that hound will track you down. Dogs don't care about the privacy of your personal hygiene. Quite the opposite. They love to share your soap, your bath cloth, your toilet paper — all fair game.

Have a human partner with the same inclination? No, you don't.

Poop de Jour
I'm not sure why, but if there's a dog in the house, it is a foregone conclusion that, when you need to traipse to the washroom in the middle of the night, you will almost certainly step in a wet and warm pile of poop. Pooch and poop go together like peanut butter and jam. I trust the comparison is apt.

Now, human partners rarely poop on the carpet between the bedroom and the bathroom. OK, you may know better, but in my experience, I have yet to run into that kind of dump à la chump behaviour.

No, human partners are much more subtle. Human partners tend to dump a shitload of drama on one another at the most inopportune times, usually at bedtime, and quite honestly, that kind of crap is completely unacceptable. I'd rather be washing my feet in the shower than trying to clear out a bunch of hysteria and brouhaha from the other side of the mattress.

No Sniffs, Humps, or Butts
So your Aunt Regina comes for a visit, and the first thing fido does is sniff her butt before unceremoniously beginning to hump her leg. Yes, it happens all the time. Sure you pull the horndog away from her, but the moment you let go of that collar ... Whoops ... There It Is! Frisky is back at it, this time with an accompanying serenade of groans and growls. And what does Aunt Regina say? "Oh, the poor thing is all right, dear, perfectly all right," even as she gives the panting pet a quick kick to the groin.

Now, a human partner might engage in butt-sniff or a dry hump as well, and such an action may even be tolerable under certain conditions. But if your boo is dry humping your Aunt Regina, well, there's obviously a more sociopathic element at work.




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