Monday, January 11, 2010

Song of the Post





Here it is:




Artist: We the Kings
Song title: Check Yes Juliet

Hey I'm Just Not That Clever...


I've heard this before. Believe it or not.

...It comes as a poor excuse to gain sympathy. Often, you'll hear it portrayed as, "Well, you know...I just wasn't born with an imagination"...Or (my favorite, "I'm just not gifted and talented like some people are"...

...and Hey thats true! Some people are born without the inherent ability to be creative, spunky, artistic, innovative. Truth be told, I may as well be one of the worst artists alive.

Those people will just make excuses. All their life.


...So right now you're thinking...k this guy is a jerk...he is exposing the inner feelings of how incompetent I feel about my abilities...



NAAAAAA! Thats not my goal.

My goal today is to address (whomever falls upon my soap box) those young men who claim the inability to meet the "Silent Requirements" so wonderfully and cleverly vested upon them by our lovely female counterparts.

Mkay...let's make some headway!

The other day, in all seriousness, I had this discussion with a friend...

"Hey we called things off, to give her time to get her emotions straight".
(BTW--that is very mature. He is handling this aspect very maturely)

I, responded with my praise saying, "Good, thats mature of you and it shows you that she is dedicated to being responsible in approaching you in a possible relationship with you in the future".

Then I asked,...

...

...,"but you're still talking to her, Riiiiight?"



...


"No, I told her to expect not to hear from me".


"WHY!? Why not?"

...(here comes the excuse of a lifetime), " Well because whenever this type of deal happens, I shut down and don't act like myself".

"But _ _ _ _, You can't tell me that you love this girl and want to marry her in one sentence, and then go on to tell me that you are going to simply stop talking to her...."

(Okay, I'm done with the dialogue)

Do you see what I see? Now riddle me this: Why on God's beautiful green Earth are we so presumptuous in our assumptions that we are unable to control our own actions, selves, and deeds?

I'm confused here. Question: When did it become popular to relegate our God-given bodily and mind control, so that we can feel sorry for ourselves....?

Answer: Apparently long ago.

No, not me. I' m a self-starter, which I understand is rare today, but how rare? And why?

NEXT

Riddle me this: Why is it that we, males, can claim the inability to be fun and creative on dates with supposed "ones we want to marry"? (Girls, that should be a bigger red flag that he "ain't the one to marry")

Dating takes a level of commitment. Steady dating with intention to, "PUT A RING ON IT! AHAHAH", takes a larger sense of commitment. Much larger. If you can't own up to the levels of commitment, don't play the game!

Now I have to be careful here. I realize that to get married, you have to play around a bit. You have to experience life and culture, until you can accept maturity and become wiser and older and get married.

Notice: I did not ever mention, or have ever heard/mentioned that its "cool" or "okay" to spend five to ten years trying to articulate the "Hitch-Approach" and become a modern day Casanova. Good luck with that!



"Coincidently",

I have spent the past 18 months delving and pondering into the advice I have received from widowed women, currently married or engaged people and have received wonderful opinions.

Among most of these people that I have "interviewed" per se, have been WOMEN. All, unsurprisingly, have given me the EXACT level of consistent advice.

I can see now, what I didn't before. We have responsibilities and, "Silent Requirements", that if we don't cope with...we will most likely sink in this "sink-or-swim world.

Men...guys...boys...keep it simple, keep it romantic...be respective, on time, loving, attentive...find your 'Queen' and treat her like she is on. Not the opposite.

Say, "Goodbye", to those awfully high divorce rates and become a rarity. Become a man in this today's society and be awesome, creative, responsible, and above else; willing and able.




Thanks guys, We'll see ya'!

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Scared yet?

Not long after the Ayatollah Khomeini announced his fatwa against Salman Rushdie, the British novelist suddenly turned up on a Muslim radio station in West London late one night and told his interviewer he'd converted to Islam. Marvelous religion, couldn't be happier, Allahu Akbar and all that.

And the Ayatollah said hey, that's terrific news, glad to hear it. But we're still gonna kill you.
Article Tab : WASHINGTON - JANUARY 07: U.S. President Barack Obama makes remarks in the State Dining Room on the attempted terror attack on Christmas Day January 7, 2010 at the White House in Washington, DC. A Nigerian man has been charged for attempting to blow up a Northwest Airline flight while it was about to land in Detroit on Christmas day. (Photo by Alex Wong/Getty Images)
WASHINGTON - JANUARY 07: U.S. President Barack Obama makes remarks in the State Dining Room on the attempted terror attack on Christmas Day January 7, 2010 at the White House in Washington, DC. A Nigerian man has been charged for attempting to blow up a Northwest Airline flight while it was about to land in Detroit on Christmas day.



Well, even a leftie novelist wises up under those circumstances.

Evidently, the president of the United States takes a little longer.

Barack Obama has spent the past year doing big-time Islamoschmoozing, from his announcement of Gitmo's closure and his investigation of Bush officials, to his bow before the Saudi king and a speech in Cairo to "the Muslim world" with far too many rhetorical concessions and equivocations. And at the end of it the jihad sent America a thank-you note by way of Umar Farouk Abdulmutallab's underwear: Hey, thanks for all the outreach! But we're still gonna kill you.

According to one poll, 58 percent of Americans are in favor of waterboarding young Umar Farouk. Well, you should have thought about that before you made a community organizer president of the world's superpower. The election of Barack Obama was a fundamentally unserious act by the U.S. electorate, and you can't blame the world's mischief-makers, from Putin to Ahmadinejad to the many Gitmo recidivists now running around Yemen, from drawing the correct conclusion.

For two weeks, the government of the United States has made itself a global laughingstock. Don't worry, "the system worked," said Homeland Security Secretary Janet Incompetano. Don't worry, he was an "isolated extremist," said the president. Don't worry, we're banning bathroom breaks for the last hour of the flight, said the TSA. Don't worry, "U.S. border security officials" told the Los Angeles Times, we knew he was on the plane, and we "had decided to question him when he landed." Don't worry, Obama's counterterrorism chief, John Brennan, assured the Sunday talk shows, sure, we read him his rights, and he's lawyered up but he'll soon see that "there is advantage to talking to us in terms of plea agreements."

Oh, that's grand. Try to kill hundreds of people in an act of war, and it's the starting point for a plea deal. In his Cairo speech, the president bragged that the United States would "punish" those in America who would "deny" the "right of women and girls to wear the hijab." If he's so keen on it, maybe he should consider putting the entire federal government into full-body burkas and zipping up the eye slit so that, henceforth, every public utterance by John Brennan will be entirely inaudible. Americans should be ashamed by this all-fools' fortnight.

On Thursday, having renounced over the preceding days "the system worked," the "isolated extremist," the more obviously risible TSA responses, the Gitmo-Yemen express checkout and various other follies, the president finally spoke the words: "We are at war." As National Review's Rich Lowry noted, they were more or less dragged from the presidential gullet by Dick Cheney, who'd accused the commander in chief of failing to grasp this basic point. Again, to be fair, it isn't just Obama. Last November, the electorate voted, in effect, to repudiate the previous eight years and seemed genuinely under the delusion that wars end when one side decides it's all a bit of a bore, and they'd rather the government spend the next eight years doing to health care and the economy what they were previously doing to jihadist camps in Waziristan.

On the other hand, if we are now at war, as Obama belatedly concedes, against whom are we warring? "We are at war against al-Qaida," says the president.

Really? But what does that mean? Was the previous month's "isolated extremist," the Fort Hood killer, part of al-Qaida? When it came to spiritual advice, he turned to the same Yemeni-based American-born imam as the Pantybomber, but he didn't have a fully paid-up membership card.

Nor did young Umar Farouk, come to that. Granted the general overcredentialization of American life, the notion that it doesn't count as terrorism unless you're a member of Local 437 of the Amalgamated Union of Isolated Extremists seems perverse and reductive.

What did the Pantybomber have a membership card in? Well, he was president of the Islamic Society of University College, London. Kafeel Ahmed, who died after driving a burning jeep into the concourse of Glasgow Airport, had been president of the Islamic Society of Queen's University, Belfast. Yassin Nassari, serving three years in jail for terrorism, was president of the Islamic Society of the University of Westminster. Waheed Arafat Khan, arrested in the 2006 Heathrow terror plots that led to Americans having to put their liquids and gels in those little plastic bags, was president of the Islamic Society of London Metropolitan University.

Doesn't this sound like a bigger problem than "al-Qaida," whatever that is? The president has now put citizens of Nigeria on the secondary-screening list. Which is tough on Nigerian Christians, who have no desire to blow up your flight to Detroit. Aside from the highly localized Tamil terrorism of India and Sri Lanka, suicide bombing is a phenomenon entirely of Islam. The broader psychosis that manifested itself only the other day in an axe murderer breaking into a Danish cartoonist's home to kill him because he objects to his cartoon is, likewise, a phenomenon of Islam. This is not to say (to go wearily through the motions) that all Muslims are potential suicide bombers and axe murderers, but it is to state the obvious – that this "war" is about the intersection of Islam and the West, and its warriors are recruited in the large pool of young Muslim manpower, not in Yemen and Afghanistan so much as in Copenhagen and London.

But the president of the United States cannot say that because he is overinvested in a fantasy – that, if only that Texan moron Bush had read Khalid Sheikh Mohammed his Miranda rights and bowed as low as Obama did to the Saudi king, we wouldn't have all these problems. So now Obama says, "We are at war." But he cannot articulate any war aims or strategy because they would conflict with his illusions. And so we will stagger on, playing defense, pulling more and more items out of our luggage – tweezers, shoes, shampoo, snow globes, suppositories – and reacting to every new provocation with greater impositions upon the citizenry.

You can't win by putting octogenarian nuns through full-body scanners.

All you can do is lose slowly. After all, if you can't even address what you're up against with any honesty, you can't blame the other side for drawing entirely reasonable conclusions about your faintheartedness in taking them on.

After that cringe-making radio interview, Salman Rushdie subsequently told The Times of London that trying to appease his would-be killers and calling for his own book to be withdrawn was the biggest mistake of his life. If only the president of the United States was such a quick study.