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Above all, Power is SEXY!
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Apr 1, 2006 12:22 pm
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More thoughts on power...
-no matter what kind of power (physical, spiritual, intellectual, financial, creative, personal - as in charm, magical - as in talent,or emotional, as in self-control, self-esteem) it is the most eppealing, most attractive, and SEXIEST attribute I can think of in a person...
-consider financial - though thats the least important, consider the man who may possibly be the world's most unattractive famous rich guy, Donald Trump - now his money and social influence would never get to me, of course, but just check out all the women he goes through, and sure, maybe they have low strandards or other motives, but still...its the money that keeps them on their knees
-consider the ugly, drunken, incoherent, possibly smelly and maybe even rotten-toothed, yet incredibly appealing rock star, swaying thousands, attracting millions to concerts around the world, known all over with just a surname, thats some kind of power, no? and consider all the fans creaming their pants.
-now consider intellect - you bet I wqould hop right into bed with Einstein or Freud(bad cigar-breath and all), I would do Bill Clinton in a heartbeat even though I cant stand the way his upper lip never moves, I would do (and have done in my fantasies, over and over again) Bob Dylan (whose power falls into several categories that I can see, maybe a bunch more), probably Jesus (no offence), who knows, maybe even Saddam? Even brute power can be attractive,
"Every woman adores a fascist..
the brute brute heart of a brute like you..."
I think thats how it goes, lines from Daddy by Plath...
Or what about O'Brien from 1984?
Spock or Data? - from if you dont know what, then dont bother
Anyway, this is just off the top of my head. I will now reflect more and post a poll about sexy figures from history and/or fiction.
cheers
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Have to give MaxFaust his due, he is so interesting!
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Mar 31, 2006 11:36 am
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Marshall McLuhan said it best: the medium is the message, or more commonly referred to as "its not what you say but how you say it."
You write so effectively and with such conviction that I almost started believing some of the nonsense you write (we are not in a black hole, thats if you mean literally, if youre being metaphorical then it went over my head).
I want to wield power, motherhood has enabled me to do so...until I had children, I put others first, always wanting to please, now I do whats best for my kids and for me, because if Im not happy, nobody is.
I love your tone, love your musings, so I'm literal and nitpicky.
In physics, and therefore the real universe, gravity is one of the weakest known forces.
I visit your blog everyday whether I'm welcome or not.
I believe that the more we know, the humbler our attitude, certainly thats the way I feel. But you are in an enviable position, speaking with the certitude of dogma of fundamanetalism, its dangerous but not if it stays in blogland.
Say hi to Satan for me...he is as much a figment of your imagination as the other mythical characters you name, as the Greeks, Romans, and yes, Hebrews too.
cheers
come on, dont ignore me, thats the worst sort of insult, at least respond?
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Isnt' the abnormal more interesting, more dynamic, more worthy, almost, than the normal???
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Mar 14, 2006 8:30 pm
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My husband and I have an astronaut friend with whom we regularly argue on everything from politics and the state of the world to mental health and whether Isaac Newton had a personality disorder....anyone know?
This astronaut is funny, claiming he is "normal." First off, "normal" is probably the same as "average," something this guy is definitely NOT - his IQ is probably in the top 99th percentile, he is one of very few - 300 or so - humans who have actually orbited the Earth - and his drive is insanely unique - this guy reads physics textbooks in the toilet, for entertainment! This guy has grand ambitions, like changing the national view of science, changing the curriculum in this country, creating more of a science culture in Canada.
I posit that it is the abnormal who make life interesting, who move the world, shake things up, with their unique vision and sensitivity...I am working on a documentary tv series to prove it!
what do you all think?
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Stirring dull roots with spring rain, mixing memor y and desire
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Mar 11, 2006 7:59 pm
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ah, yes I am feeling wistful.
the beginning of spring always shakes me up, makes me restless, hungry, yearning, needing desperately to connect on a human level and, ironically, it is the time of year when my husband withdraws into his own mild depression, missing the rhythms of his hot native land and numerous relatives...here we are isolated, cold, alone, and - despite the fact that we are both loners and enjoy our separate, solitary pursuits, nonetheless, we have drifted apart and...even though our 20th anniversary looms, it seems like an ominous cut-off point rather than cause for celebration.
I think if, at this point, we called it quits, nobody could claim we didn't give it a go, 20 yrs after all....
I dont think we make each other happy.
I think we love each other, depend on each other, are used to each other...
but on many levels, we simply don't connect..
I often imagine our splitting up.
Then imagine our getting old together.
I dont know.
There are ups and downs in every marriage, for sure. We've had them all...this could be our yearly spring down....although its a tough one, I dont know...dont know what's best, best for the kids, for my mental health, for my husband (who is, after all, a GREAT father, a good husband, good man, decent, honest, diligent)
If we do split up, I know I will blame myself, fear for my kids' well-being, for my own sanity, for my own sense of anything...
we've been together so long, its hard to imagine life without him...
I think I should never have gotten married, never should have put myself into a situation where I am accountable....dont like that, makes me go off the deep end.
Should have stayed single, gotten more education, stayed more true to my writing, perfecting my craft, really working on it, rather than just dabbling in betweeen making suppers and folding laundry.
but I have these two amazing, adorable, wonderful, innocent kids who deserve some stability, love, attention, etc.
when do you know when its right to split up?
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Finally...my money arrived$!!
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Mar 3, 2006 10:53 pm
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Hey folks...I have been so broke for the past two months and now, today, finally, money I had been waiting for (but wasn't entirely sure I would get) finally came in...
so, after paying the car payments (2 were late), and only one of the five credit cards (but I made a huge payment) and the grocer (can you believe it, he gave me groceries and credit) the pot dealer, I have some left, not much, and I want to spoil my kids...
But my husband, who is always wise, declares they have too much stuff, that they dont take good care of their stuff, and that we cant keep spending so much money on amusements for the kids...there are things like shoes to buy.
oh well.
i hate the whole topic
i am not one to wear diamonds or care what kind of car i drive, indeed i spend more money on books and the computer speed than i do on grooming or dressing myself (havent been to a hair dresser in almost a year, i think) but i am an impulsive spender (its a part of my psyche, the impulses i cant control are oftes sex or money related) so i need lots of money...dont we all?
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My bouncy little boy is sick and lethargic...
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Feb 24, 2006 3:37 pm
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I am distracted, disconnected, whirling around. I am worried about my kid. Am taking him to the hospital as soon as I get an appointment (7:00 p.m. or later).
He has a fever, his eyes look as if he's been punched, and his glands are swollen and tender.
cant think of or talk about anything else.
hate this cold fear I get when one of them is sick...
see ya later.
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She Married a Man Who Left Her Alone
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Feb 21, 2006 10:15 pm
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(Hey folks, I'm still working on this one, any comments, especially editorial, positive and negative, are most welcome!)
She pursued her many little vices alone, late into the night, yet managed
To perform the many little niceties and the Bigger tasks of
Childbirth and home ownership to
Everyones satisfaction.
Bouncing around the town
Slightly obese after only two children.
Smiling, frying, wrapping, and accomplishing Other such tasks.
With unfinished poems in her head
She piles and folds laundry on the bed, making
Up stories for her kids, who love
THIS side of her.
Her man wakes the kids, she wakes
To the music of children's laughter, to the
Hot smoky smell of freshly-brewed, brown roast, Coffee
At work she is relentless, a pit bull,
With jaws firmly chomping at the incompetent, the
Slow, the corrupt, she can be mean, quick to
Judge, and chow out all who disappoint.
Oh - for some reason, she LOVES the Quotidienne, The mopping of her kitchen floor.
She revels while dusting, salivates while Dishwashing, there is such comfort in a clean House! Please DONT spill the milk.
Then one day, or a thousand days, who knew? She Fell a part and her rage smashed the window,
Angry red blood everywhere, 35 stitches.
It was an accident, she tells the pretty young
Doc at the ER, but they avert looking at each Others eyes, and the young doc's young
Cheeks turn pink and hot. It's not the man,
The Doc thinks, this woman is too
Strong, too angry, too mobile,
Too ar-ti-cu-late. Whatever. Good
Night Doctor.
Her anger smoked out her husband, he
Left so sad and scared, and she dreamed of her
Father, his bulbous
Penis in her face, but this was no
Dream.
Memories, dreams, flashbacks, and scenes,
SHE is the star, and she is bitten and beaten,
Slapped and pinched, and ridiculed,
Fucked and fucked
Up. Again and again.
So...
She married a man who left her alone,
Who let her be,
Who set her free, so she
Could write out her
Life.
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