smooth as the handle on a gun, cool as a cucumber
some older women like much younger men
and cheap sex is always cheap
and a slut is always a slut
You might be aware that I just got back to the garret after a short sunshine break in Turkey. It was good for me, except that being a solitary traveller I had lots of time to indulge in some people watching, and the people I saw were not always the best advertisements for the male species. Overweight, unfit, beer gut, waddling, loud, interested mostly in booze and sports ~ too unfit to be much turned on by sex. They were mostly British, Germans, and Turks, but much the same could be said of American guys.
I looked at myself in the mirror. A long hard look, and I could see myself heading in that direction. Do I want to be a couch potato, an Archie Bunker, a fat loudmouthed beer-bottle slob? And Fuck No!
As men get older, as the testosterone leaches out of the bloodstream, as the achievements of our youth are behind us, it’s easy for men to let themselves go to seed. To watch too much TV, to drive rather than walk, to drink too much, to overfill our plates and gobble our food, to converse in grunts, to lose interest in sex….. No wonder there are lots of MILF’s and GILF’s out there. I may not approve, but I understand. Even James Bond got fat and carried a man-bag. Wazzock.
Ergo, I went up the mountain and talked with the elephant, and didn’t much like what she told me. ‘Get your act together…..’
No more beer, no more booze, no more burgers, no more take-outs, less sugar, less salt, more green vegetables, more exercise, more interest in women.
I look out across the sea today, and see the old castle where my ancestors fought. Saw the priests on the ferry taking the dead home, see their wives glad they’ve gone, see the priests fussing and flapping like a murder of crows wondering if they will get paid. See the fat men dying without even that honour. Their ghosts just trudging away, heavy footed.
If I have my way I’ll take a boat back from the river. I don’t care what it takes, it’s better to be poor, fit, and healthy than be a rich fat man trying to get through the eye of the needle.
Some say that once you get to be forty it’s all downhill to the grave. And that fat pale men with beer-bellies shouldn’t be with attractive women. All I know is I’m going to be the great guy with a good body relaxing by the pool, anywhere I want to be, with anyone I want to be with. And if you don’t want to be there, fuck off and have a nice day. I ain’t afraid of no Charon
don’t pay the ferryman until you must
To be an ideal guest ~ stay at home.
Have you ever had one of those house guests you wish had never turned up at all? Well it seems that President Trump is less than an ideal candidate for a State Visit to the United Kingdom.
To be fair, this great country’s Queen Elizabeth II has hosted some very unsavory and embarrassing characters on previous state visits to her United Kingdom: from Mobutu Sese Seke in 1973, (then the president of Zaire), Robert Mugabe, in 1994, and Xi Jinping the leader of China in 2015. At least Mr. Trump isn’t a homicidal maniac who has criminalised homosexuality or stopped women from being educated or voting.
Mr Trump is merely ill-mannered, badly educated, and prone to saying what he really thinks. Really, in no way a typical polite and cultured American.
The president broke Royal Protocol three times when he visited the 92 years old Queen at Windsor Castle. Firstly he kept her waiting for a quarter of an hour in 80 degree heat, he refused to bow to the Queen, instead shaking her hand, and the he turned his back on the monarch and walked ahead of her when inspecting the guard of honour. You know what? You just don’t do that here.
An Englishman thinks all American males are ignorant, boorish, and uneducated ~ Trump proves it.
A significant proportion of the population of these Islands have protested against the President’s state visit; thousands of
fucking stupid protesters have hit the streets in a display of left-leaning-liberal indignation, (including the leader of our Labour Party, the facile Jeremy Corbyn.) I’m not certain what English law says about banners that use Fuck and Cunt in their slogans, but that was deemed perfectly acceptable in the anti-trump demonstrations. A million people, (allegedly), have signed a petition to stop this state visit.
Meanwhile, the supposedly completely independent BBC has taken advantage of every opportunity it could find to denigrate President Trump, his State Visit, and America in general. It’s appalling that this state-funded broadcaster has lowered itself to the same level as those ignorant rent-a-mob street protesters.
In an interview with the Sun newspaper here, Mr Trump also enraged Brexit Remainers by saying that Prime Minister Theresa May had wrecked Brexit. And you know what? This president says it like it is, and more often not he’s right. As Prime Minister Mrs. May is as much use as a concrete life-preserver ~ no good at all.
So, President Trump’s State Visit has enraged some, but their petty indignation says more about their narrow-minded, juvenile attitudes that it does about Mr. Trump.
Some say that if you don’t agree with someone, you should stop them from talking. And, that if you take to the streets and protest loudly enough you will force ‘the authorities’ to sit up and take notice. All I know is that I like Mr. Trump better than I like the people protesting his visit to this Great Britain.
I think that slogan is so cool
If I Was There Right Now…
For my sins, I often talk to a supposedly close friend at the telephone, and more often than not she will also be looking at things she finds interesting on her cell, tablet, PC… Do I find this rude and annoying? Of course I do. It annoys me intensely. To use an Americanism, I get pissed. And then, I often see couples out on a date, and one or both will spend more time looking at their cell phone than they will having a conversation with their actual date. More often than not the person spending the most time-wasting their time online will be the woman, and not the guy, unless he’s a metrosexual wazzock.
Is this because the woman in question finds their guy boring and uninteresting? How the hell do I know what women think? I’m just an average guy, trying to be polite, charming, gentlemanly, friendly, nice. Would I ever go online when I’m talking with a girl by telephone, or in person? Of course not. It’s rude, it’s impolite, and it’s disrespectful to give the major part of your attention, or even any part of your attention, to your cell when you’re supposed to be with the guy you’re with.
These days everyone, (except me), has their cell phones with them all the time, perhaps on the table at dinner, occasionally intruding into the conversation, and eventually disrupting their relationship.
Just the obvious presence of a cell phone will disrupt real relationships. People use mobile devices to stay connected to people who they are not near. A cell phone at the table means that a person’s entire social network is in the room. The phone diverts attention from the person you are supposed to be with to some sad jerk in Kansas City. And you know what? That’s fucking annoying.
Call me old-fashioned, but I also despise the use of text / internet acronyms and abbreviations, What the fuck is DGMW supposed to mean? And LOL, TTYL, and WTF?
If a woman I’m with wants to devote some of her attention to her acquaintances, colleagues, friends, family, interests, social circle, on her cell phone or tablet, that’s fine. If her cell phone is more important to her than I am, that’s OK too. I may just decide that she’s not so important to me, that she can fuck off, get lost, please don’t keep in touch, don’t let the door hit you on the way out..
The next time it’s obvious to me that the person with whom I’m trying to have a real conversation is also online / looking at her cell then we’re done. FO&HAND.
Do you want to date a girl who has internet relationship with other guys? Me neither.
Life is too short to waste it on an internet snowflake.