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!”

 

 

The Devils Due

 

Love can be the most powerful force in the human heart. Hatred can be just as potent a drive as love, should it be nurtured and groomed in spite of the destruction it embraces. The pik below links to a simple opinion piece but it refers to the displacement of one culture by another and why the west should start worrying now.

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There is a good chance that our great granddaughters will look like this in as short a span as two or three generations. So is it hatred to reject the enemies of freedom? Is it love or just misplaced “good intentions” to open the borders to those who want your territory but not your beliefs? Can the constitution dovetail with sharia or will the superstructure of democracy crumble before such a set of beliefs?

I am big, 6’3″ and a couple hundred pounds. Is it manly to use my strength to suppress those I am supposed to love. Or is it the true purpose of muscle to protect rather than conquer our own? I believe I have been given the gift of strength to stand in harms way for the benefit of those I love? Any respect I receive should be earned. I could get curtsies and bowed heads with a raised fist. but that is fear, not love. Should harm threaten my people, is it hatred that brings my raised fist against that harm?

 

The process of displacement has already metastasized throughout Europe right now.  

 

The Jerks

 

When one speaks of a “knee jerk” reaction it refers to that cute little kick that comes when the doctor whacks you in the knee with his little rubber hammer. Neo-NaziA knee jerk reaction is one that comes without deliberation. It happens as a defensive gesture to an assault on a vulnerable area. It is a “push back” against applied force. Such it is with the rise in right wing hate groups springing up throughout Europe.  Just “Klikdapik’ for a pretty fair little article about cultures feeling assaulted by conditions in the world today. It bodes ill for the Democracies of Europe and eventually your city council.

 

TODAY EUROPE……TOMORROW…..?

 

When will the girlie-girl west going to wake up and smell coffee. In between counseling jobs, way back in my infancy, I worked in a slaughterhouse. Every morning a group of us would sit and wait to start our day. We knew it was time to spring into action when decapitated sheep heads started tumbling down a traugh. This indicated that the line had started and the killing had begun. I stacked pelts. The drive home was about a half hour. By my arrival home the blood soaked pants I was wearing had coagulated, and were stiff enough to stand on their own, empty.

Of all the horrors you find in a packing plant, the worst is the blood that gushed from a pipe in back of the plant. The blood had been heated and on cold days steamed as it hit the air. It was the smell. The smell of blood, heated almost to boiling that nearly jerked  my lunch out of my belly. But no matter where I was in the huge plant I could not escape that smell. The same smell drifting across the Atlantic right now.

 I guess it’s time to get up and smell the blood.

 

Selling Vacuums Door to Door

 

For a brief period of my teen years I sold vacuum cleaners door to door. I learned you can tell someone you have a good product till you’re blue in the face but most will remain unmoved. Now show them how well it works with a live demonstration and you can sell some vacuums! The old truism is correct “You have to see it to believe it.”

Migrants fightingwith wooden planks in Paris Well America is getting a live demonstration of the effects of unfettered immigration  in Europe. The terrible truth is, however, that many will not believe their own eyes as they witness the cradle of western civilization toppled by immigration from an area that has been in a state of war for the last several thousand years. When Sunnis and Shia sect aren’t shooting each other they are hating and hitting all who are not followers of Mohammed.

 

Too Bold for Comfort

 

 

We have only been rid of the Ottomans for a little under a century. Turkey, the cradle of the Ottomon Empire is  presently killing the Pro-American Kurd population on the Iraqi/Syrian  borders. Long considered more advanced than it’s neighbors, a fundamentalist rip tide has developed undermining Turkeys’ true progress toward modernization.  Turkey has always  dogged the heels of the Caucuses, even to the point that we had to enlist the assistance of Dracula in stopping Turkish/Ottoman aggression.

The fearlessness is a little disturbing. Even a hardened criminal plays it cool till he knows the territory. These fools come on like they have nothing to fear in attacking their host countries. Idiots are dangerous. These idiots are doubly troublesome. They inspire other Ottoman wanna-be’s  to idiotic action with their “music”

 

 

Frankenstein’s Europe

 

 

I am grateful for the chaos that followed the “Arab Spring”  for which the Obama camp originally took credit. {Whoops they don’t mention it much nowadays!} They backed one of the granddaddy’s of latter day terrorists……. the Muslim Brotherhood! Below is the graphic to a rather interesting report concerning Europe’s concern over the death of Europe as we know it. It’s vivisection, painfully happening before our eyes, is the opening action of the last war. A war that may never end.  The little leak has burst and the gusher demands action.

wSieci Islamic rape europe 2Better a gusher we know about than the slow and painfully incremental dry rot that has been creeping across borders since the Shaw went down.  Now our fearless follower has handed the future of the middle east to Iran et. al. a deal that guarantees nuclear warheads in Iran.The country headed by Mullahs who are awaiting their national destiny of beginning the final apocalypse.

I wonder, when the parts are reassembled, what Europe will look like?

 

After New Year’s Eve sex assaults by Muslim migrants, European Catholic bishops warn of rise of “right-wing” & “Islamophobia”He rode in on a Papal Unicorn

Edited by User on 3/17/2011 6:44:44 AM]Brits still feeling guilty about colonialism?

 

 

 

 

 

In the Redoubt

Thank God I am at this end of my life.  Thank God My partner and I got to see Europe before the fall. A shadow spreads across the eastern fronteres of Europe. Ole’ “Vlad the Impaler!” once left the impaled bodies of thousands across the path of oncoming Turkish armies as a warning about invading further. It worked. An Eon ago. Now the second wave insidiously insinuates itself thoughout eastern Europe. No Vllad. They are winning.

  The EU is going to have to accept responsibility for the destruction of Europe.

Australia, less beguiled by the self-sacrificial urges of our European brethren, has installed a successful program that turns back foreign invaders peacefully. Australia, capable of saying no, will not sacrifice the future to placate the present..

Soon, however, if the onslaught continues as it has, it will be “Put another infidel on the barbi! Abdul!”.

Taking Several for the Team

‘No Borders’ activistWhat is heroism? I have to admit that the young lady (a volunteer from the “No Borders” group), who took the gang rape and kept her mouth shut for the cause is a good candidate for the Nobel Piece of Ass. prize.  She can be expected to appear on “Opra,” “The View,” or the “Daily Show” as a special guest for her work in expanding the boundaries for appeasing thugs! 

Who just want a better life! Poor little immigrants.

We should take this as a lesson on preparedness. If such group activities bond the population and pose a outlet for frustrations, it should be provided at the border for those who have been starving for romance for too long. Either volunteers from the “No Borders” group or professionals (prostitutes), to handle the overload.Sexual slaves are provided with appropriate safety equipment for those impromptu bar-b-qs that might involve a lot of  love-slaps to help “get the message across”. (Whatever that might be).