Polemics

  1. Overestimator

    I am an overestimator of people. Time and time again I give them far too much credit and place way too much confidence in their integrity, honesty, intelligence and talent. I suppose because I see the glass half-full that I am susceptible to this chronic overestimation. Not only do I give people the benefit of the doubt, I actually esteem them higher than they deserve. It’s like I'm on a Kool-Aid diet when I first meet people; but then I get to know them for who they truly are and my sugary...
  2. The Plight of the Introvert

    Introversion should not be confused with shyness. Two different concepts. One can identify as a loner yet feel quite secure interacting with others both in familiar and novel environments. Shy folks feel insecure in social settings. They feel inadequate—like they are lacking the necessary skills to navigate and converse successfully. Sadly many of them are extroverted—desiring to be a part of the group. But fear restricts their agency. Whereas introverts never want to join the group. They...
  3. Anthony Bourdain State of Mind

    Forgive me I'm out of practice. I haven't written much here or anywhere in the last few years. I blame it on Prozac. My desire or need to express myself out loud, in words, has been stifled. I'm just not that inspired, compelled, or motivated. I think my open-ended drug prescription has been a prescription for mild numbing of my emotions and a physical laziness which makes keeping it all inside less taxing. It is the price I pay to feel safer and saner. But don't think for a second that...
  4. Work Ethic

    Rumor has it that the folks pandering at the entrances of Wal-Marts are actually not in dire straights like they purport to be. Supposedly they can make $15.00 an hour standing in one place holding a feel sorry for me sign. Do I feel sorry for them? No. It is a choice to succumb to begging. We have plenty of social services in place to help the needy. We have hot meals, food banks, shelters, rental assistance, job services, free medical, free counseling and rehabilitation. I'm not saying it...
  5. Symbols

    Symbols can be powerful—evoking strong emotions to rise to the surface from some deep, out of view space. I have been subjected to three Confederate flags this last week—all were flying from long wooden poles alongside the US flag—attached to the beds of four wheel drive trucks, validating at least one stereotype perfectly. OK. This is Arizona. I am not in the South. The West should not feel any affiliation or loyalty to the Confederacy. What exactly are these fools embracing and expressing...
  6. Chasing Brett

    When I was fourteen years old, I fell in love for the first time with a boy named Brett. He was fifteen, handsome, and tall, with silky black hair. He looked a bit like a muscular Steve Perry—frontman for the band, Journey. At the end of the summer—that summer of my first love—Brett and his family moved to Florida. I never saw him again. Brett and I never kissed or even dated. Too many obstacles kept us from hooking up. First off, he was my boyfriend Scott's best friend. They had been...
  7. Netflix is a Dangerous Drug

    Netflix: no breaks; no commercials; no pauses to go pee; no opportunities to defocus—just one episode after another—binge-watching on the cheap. With a trial subscription it's free for thirty days. Thirty free days to get you hooked. Once hooked, your endless drug supply will cost a mere $7.99 a month. That is less than 30 cents a day for all the TV shows and movies one can ingest. Is there a cheaper drug on the market? Doubtful. I spent the last few days in a daze-induced Dexter...
  8. Delusion Busting

    I am a delusion buster. Whenever I can, I tear down illusions and pull apart delusions. Why? Because I am a rationalist—a natural skeptic. I think it is due to both genetics and environment. My mom is also pragmatic. She is my significant role model. As a parent, there is a fine line between being a delusion buster and being a dream crusher. One doesn't want to stifle her child's imagination—only keep it grounded in reality. You want your kid to express his/her creativity and have hope...
  9. People Change

    People can change. I often hear and read others claim that people can't change: a zebra doesn't change its stripes; a leopard doesn't change its spots. This is false. I know. Because if even one person can change, it renders that statement invalid. I am that one person. Ten years ago I was sixty-seven pounds. Not dead; certainly not living. I was in the deepest throes of full-blown depression and anorexia. All my energy was spent surviving—barely—to be a good enough mom to my son. I...
  10. Dogs Bite

    It is no secret that I hate dogs. I mean really hate them. I'd never purposely be cruel to a mild-mannered dog. But I certainly wouldn't go out of my way to be kind to one or make any effort to save one from, say, drowning. I honestly don't know anyone who likes them less. Would I watch my parents dog if there were an emergency? Yes. That is the kind of sacrifice one makes for the people he or she loves. One of the reasons I detest this type of animal is because they are dangerous. Not...
  11. Bullfighting is Torture Porn!

    I am neither vegan nor vegetarian; I eat beef. But that does not make me a monster who is incapable of feeling empathy for bulls. I do care about animal welfare. Unnecessary suffering is immoral; bullfighting is immoral; it's archaic and barbaric; it's torture porn—one step removed from the gladiatorial shows of yesteryear. Morrissey's new track, The Bullfighter Dies, is an anthem which cries out against this blood circus. Bullfighting is still legal in Spain, France, Mexico, and Texas....
  12. Ain't THAT a Shame

    Seems like shaming is a favorite pastime for certain forum members. Why do some shame more than others? What gives them a sense of moral superiority, entitlement, and chutzpah to do it? I am not a psychologist. But I am certain there are a few theories out there to explain it. These are the Shaming Threads that have been erected (or resurrected) since January 1 of this year—the last four months— in the Off-topic and Pigsty forums. The archives are full of them, I'm sure. Thread title is...
  13. Ode to the Semicolon

    I am not open-minded; My brain is not elastic; It's more like hardened plastic. I know you must agree; It is not difficult to see; Denying it would be silly. My beliefs are firmly planted; Opinions sort of cemented; Rarely changing over the seasons. A paradigm shift is unlikely; The skeptic in me prevents it; You'll have to do some persuading. Emotional appeals won't do; Reason and evidence are what's needed; Do you have what it takes to convince me? Debate is what I love to do; It's...
  14. Catch Me If You Can

    There are all kinds of people online, just as there are all kinds of people IRL. Fortunately I am able to steer clear of the psychopaths IRL. It is easy; one just avoids certain environments that they might otherwise run into one—like seedy nightclubs. Think of the film, Looking for Mr. Goodbar. Shivers. But avoiding 'not right in the head' types online is next to impossible. Creeps gravitate towards message boards and dating sites like moths to flames. I have an internet stalker as you...
  15. How to Make Enemies and Distance People

    The title of my new book... How to Make Enemies and Distance People ~ Simply by Being Yourself ~ Well, it should be anyhow. Because I do believe I am an expert on the subject. Look no further than Solo for proof. My ignore list is long, my haters list is longer, and those who generally dislike me make up the longest list. I basically go about things the wrong way—that is if I am trying to win friends and influence people. I don't sugarcoat, placate, pander. Well maybe a little,...
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