Why Are The Guys Asking Everyone To Be Thick Skinned The Most Fragile Of All?

        My beau got me on Facebook just in time for COVID and The George Floyd Memorial Demonstrations as well as the Proud Boys blowing up the businesses serving my mixed-race communities. (This has been underreported and almost entirely unknown to anyone who wasn't here to hear the bombs going off, five nights in a row.") I was surprised to discover how many white bodybuilders on Facebook are right-wing crackers. 

                    My community gym is a longtime member of the bodybuilding world but it has a distinctly inclusive vibe. Vanity is not the only commodity. Rap music is a standard on the sound system, even if sometimes too loud. This along with mask requirements has added to the vibe of forward-thinking. I can complain about the occasionally sexist content of the tunes, and it's corrected without confusion.  Even the heavy metal gets nixed when it's just too loud or hostile. Does that mean we're castrated? NO F*%&#ing WAY! Exactly the opposite. We are stronger in our fellowship of togetherness and inclusion.  

                   Mirroring and empathy are how we get to try on each other's shoes. Nowhere is this more political than with Gender and Politics. At my Gym, I have a strict no fagging policy. We don't say cruel things to each other. I'm not called "Girly" The stronger women aren't called fat or butch. My writing may be bland and uninteresting but read between my lines. I'm talking about exactly what I don't ever say. No "N" words, nobody gets tagged the "B&#%!," Nobody gets called retarded. What we don't say or do, is exactly how we are all learning together, all over again for the first time and forever. The strength of our community is a reflection of the strength of the character of our members. Peace out Brothers and Sisters. WE LOVE YOU!

"Our Lives Are Not Our Own." THE LAW OF NATURAL SUCCESSION Changing the future with imagination

                    Taken from the movie, "Cloud Atlas."

                 "Our lives are not our own.     From womb to tomb, our lives are bound to others. And by each past and present crime and every kindness, we birth our future.  

                  To be, is to be perceived. And so to know thyself is only possible through the eyes of the other. The nature of our immortal lives is in the consequences of all our words and deeds, and go and apportion themselves throughout all time.       

For Once, The Auspices Were Right

To My Best Friends & Readers: TEST POST

 

We seem to have entered a time of perpetual mourning. We keep going from one tragedy to the next. I grieve for my friends who are being shot to death by police, twice as often as are white people like me. The season of political marketing is upon us. And with it comes the condescending rhetoric and distorted ideologies of businessmen who are not qualified to speak for the innocent. Even my religion is being used against me by people denying the real hardships, fears, and pains my friends experience. We all try to stay strong and pretend that life goes on as always. But every day the trouble goes on.

The picture above is the remains of the Gandhi Mahal, the Rodeo Nuevo Ballroom, and the Paradise Ethiopian Nightclub. I usually pray just to say thanks for all the blessings and happiness in my life. But now I've started praying much more for the welfare and survival of others. I guess "The Time Is!"

Psychic Dependency Syndrome {Take II}

 

                  Everybody has some kind of "Sacred Wound." I take account of people's critical sensitivities. Much of the job of Soothsaying is getting people over unhealthy attachments. I'm never comfortable lying to people just to take their money. As so-called psychics, we are one or more of these following types of people:

1.) A true believer,
2.) A con artist, and or
3.) Even an actual real pain eater. (A Sensitive is what a Sensitive does.)

                  As this third type of psychic I often unintentionally make grown men cry, a lot. If I tried taking advantage of someone's good faith on purpose, I would never get away with it. Not ever. I believe one of the reasons men think I'm an idiotic self-deluding loser is their disgust. I share their sympathies. They are often just being very rationally narcissistic, like most religious types in general. They want to burn me at the stake too. My challenge is I much prefer working with these skeptics anyways, even with the snarky attitude. (There should be a twelve-step program for the treatment of "Acute Psychic Dependency Syndrome.")

                  Spiritualizing consultation services is often very inappropriate. Moral problems happen to psychics who believe in their own hype. It's just a job, not a license. Psychic Dependency is what happens to people who have certain kinds of trust issues. "Tell me what to do," or, "You're the best I've ever had." Or "How did you know?"  I chase away most of my clients by undercutting prices. When I don't charge, the psychic dependent client gets no payoff for giving control to me. (Compulsively going to psychics is another form of Gambling Addiction.) I don't need to lie to people. Any information I can provide for you, my customers, is usually academic. My creative guesswork, is just me being lyrical and funny. One of the worst things that can happen to a competent psychic is being right. Once I got a good reputation, I was a loaded gun. Just like a prostitute, the more I charged, the more people wanted my services.

                  The Mean Time to Failure (the Markov Method) is your best statistical test for measuring confidence in marketable consultation skills. You can't be right all the time. It's just common sense. Getting it right all the time is a very bad thing indeed. (Now I know most of you are probably thinking, "What's your problem stupid, just take the dang money already!") Social media calls my readers "followers." And that really creeps me out. I don't want the stress. All golden eggs are getting marked way down. Thank you for your patronage, please come again.
                  So, what's a society to do? Economists, Diagnosticians, Attorneys, Detectives, Intelligence Workers, Politicians, even Research Scientists all make money making credible predictions. Moral hazards abound in this world of consultation businesses. What happens to a society where the psychics end up being more ethical and trustworthy than are the experts?

Phy Sci: Physical Comedy At Its Worst {Take III}

I'm using my Blogger to post these with much distress. Between the domain pagination wars between Google's Blogger, Facebook's Blogma format constrictions, and my outdated Apple Computer, I'm swimming upstream against the digital divide. Now had I the Money to buy all the latest updates, well, you know.

 

The Mutual Human Game: An Embarrassment of Riches

In the Human Game, we thrive by mutual support. We can define what it means to be alive in a world of people, free of selfish attachments and agenda. So much hardship has confronted everyone in my society near and far. This motivates me to upload my book, rather than let it continue to collect dust. My problems are very small, but in showing the commonness of the personal issues, I need to start with something I know personally.

I'm going to skip the Abstract here till the next page and start with a personal demonstration of ethical quandaries we all struggle with. I'm going to ask an off-topic question. "How do I retain my self-respect in a culture that is arrogant about issues of common welfare?" In discovering Facebook concerning my bodybuilding community, I'm in culture shock. The rigidity of social media interactions is one thing. I'm investigating my fellow bodybuilders on Facebook. I'm horrified to discover they're mostly rich men in premature male menopause. I know many of my athlete friends to be magnanimous and socially aware, self-objectification and narcissism are not the only constant. But the bodybuilding culture is rife with materialism, egotism, and misanthropy. THE OBJECTIFICATION OF THE ATHLETE AS MALE AND FEMALE OF THE SPECIES IS GROSS. White American bodybuilders are predominantly crackers who eat conspiracy theories with relish. Fortunately, my Black friends at my gym who are mostly Christians, and not hard right reactionaries. I understand now why my X has been telling rumors that I'm strung out on steroids. She's intensely liberal and the Bodybuilders are commonly pigs. However, I am actually a micro-stud, revenant, and a geriatric surprise. People used to ask me, "What are your training goals?" So I'd say, "I want to get laid." People's problems change, and so have I. The question is, even though I'm going to keep training to keep my manic depression under check, "How do I keep from being ashamed of my sexy embarrassment of riches?"

I'm living an exceptional life of personal success. "Exceptional people, have exceptional needs, and we get exceptional results." But, in resistance training, ego fragile bodybuilders often mistake themselves for immortal and mock the common lot for having normal human hardships. Physical training is supposed to be an all-inclusive super culture and not just another exclusively alienating subculture. Training is cultivating a broader experience we humans can share. The Culture of the Body is simply another medium for communication and not a goal or destination. But I'm seeing the reason people are hostile toward such conspicuous effects of consumer affluence. Beauty can be a form of gluttony.

I'll probably always feel conflicted about having spent almost all of my life in near-total solitude. But this is what allowed me to study, train, and provide educational arts and science media for the general public. Being embarrassed or ashamed accomplishes nothing by itself. But the only reason I'm moderately healthy and alive is because of the shared resources of others. "How do I keep my self-respect while not losing myself in a culture that often disgusts me?"