Love

 

.Romantic love does not exist.  Sexual attraction exists at the beginning of many if not most relationships  that end in long term partnerships. As a matter of fact I feel I have insulted the very concept of partnership by equating it with romance.

It’s been a while since divorce rates have passed the 50% mark. Now the bricks that bind our society, the nuclear family, (mom, dad, brother or sister) is at the skinny end of the slope downhill.   Just turn on the T.V., All too often the father is portrayed  a bumbling fool, the mother looks like a swimsuit model, the children are savvy stand-up comics and their relationship is a series of deceptions, and cute misdirections aimed at getting what they want at fathers expense.With the emasculation of the American patriarchy, with it’s defects, and butt of all humor, the very judgment and thought processes of the culture have been softened to  the condition of a warm loaf of bread. The robust nature of males has been assaulted to the point that a safety course on the proper use and misuse of the male penis is not far down the road.

With the popularizion of the “anti-hero” in popular culture, and the “bad boy” values that guided the hand of our men have lost their luster. It is true that there is a pile of work needed to merely civilize the millennia-old concept that patriarchy meant somebody was going to be victimized.

Grant me the serenity to accept, The things I cannot change. Courage to change the things I can. And the wisdom to know the difference.

This old adage, popularized through A.A. has been contemplated endlessly. With the phrase “wisdom to know the difference.” presenting us with the conundrum of the day. It is a matter of deciding what is right and good on a case by case basis. There will never be an “answer” we can finish the matter with just the best we can do from moment to moment. Only 15 year old Gurus have that bit of wisdom nailed down.

At the very base of our culture, or any society, is the smallest bonded group, the family. With family  values, traditions and beliefs passed on and the roles , (patriarch, matriarch), clearly modeled from an older member, the strength of the family, neigberhood and local community. A man that can love his wife and children, stand with his heart covered and eyes on the flag can still do wrong. A man , on the other hand,, who commits many violent acts and lives selfishly is capable of acts of generosity upon occasion.

LOVE

I spent the day yesterday sitting with my 32 year old daughter as she had her chemotherapy treatment. I was humbled by the quiet courage I saw in this young woman. It is amazing how much spiritual strength you absorb just by being near such a strong personality. My wife  was also right there, giving as much love as she could. The prognosis on her stage 3 mass is positive. That is good. The mass is about the size of a handball. “Scary.”

Her four sisters, 3 young children, her mother and father as well as her partner will guarantee there is someone to be with her with her 24/7. Such is the strength the family, where no one is forced to comply but wants to please those who love them. The sinew, blood an bone of the patriarch was never meant to offend, to suppress those in their care, but such muscle was meant to stand in harms way  and protect those who cannot protect themselves.

Love is strength, it is patient……love is commitment to the whole, even at the expense ones own wellbeing. After the Roman empire collapsed, a thousand years of violence blood, and cruelty defined western culture. The inquisition, the crusades and war after war to aggrandize petty nabobs and their dreams of empire marked an era of ignorance crowned by conquest and plague ignorance threatened to wipe out the whole of western Europe.

But the heart of Christendom survived. The immutable truth, in the words of a humble carpenter served as a light toward which mankind could find its way.

Evil will be with us always. We must not give in. Our vigilance must not be abandoned to fear or fatigue. We must not turn our back on love. The fact is that any system of spiritual belief that gives the male head of the family king-like power… is doomed to abuse that power selfishly. You know…”git me another beer bitch!”

 

 

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Reality. Evil. Love

 

 

Pat Condell has a way with words and ideas that I find enchanting. He speaks for England mentions other Europeans and usually hits the nail squarely on the head.

Why  Muslims commit such violence, (up to now, primarily on other Muslims.)

Fact is we, ah- hem… if in reality they  didn’t have teeth, leopards would starve  . Teeth are hard and tear things apart….. they represent the hard parts of life……..Micro-aggression? Hmmmmm. 

But that is the question. If evil must exist to validate good, is there really any reason to behave? You’r vital to the system either way. The natural order of the ecosystem is based on the ingestion of one organism over others….Lions eat meat, cows eat grass. These are the natural order of things.  When you find a lion that, by their own volition, is a vegetarian, then we will discuss completely eliminating evil in the world. But such is not the case, unless you have an urge to hunt down and kill all alpha animals on the planets.

Violence is a natural drive. M And mankind kind is destined to war his deepest  drives.. The whole point in this inherent civil war is the struggle to find that imperfect balance  between personal protection and sacrifice of the sovereign of the teritorial imperative.

Evil is in us all. Sometimes I feel that when we fight evil and win we are redeemed,…that we have won a battle against the bloodier angels of our nature.  My mouth can deny the windshield. My face cannot. But when evil rises from it’s lair of shit and pitch waiting for the arrival of a miracle save to you is a fatal tactic. Regardless of how many times you watch “The Sound of Music” reality remains the same. And if you die waiting for the miracle, you will just be another corpse on the pile. Others will be left fight your fight. Many will die or maimed in your sted. Many will live with the unseen scars in their souls. (Like I get when I take out the garbage and the bag breaks about three feet from the trash bin.)But it is time to take out the garbage. 

 

 

 

Isn’t It Lovely

 

You know who you are dealing with  when engaged in verbal exchange with a combustible, histrionic, on the edge- of- physical violence person swinging a protest sign around recklessly……. A professor in an American University. Oh yes I forgot patronizing and condescending ad infinitum