the times have changed so much that it is hard to recognize yesterday. We gained so much but we have lost more than we wanted to and nobody is wise enough to notice it excepting a few. It's a shame really considering the value of what we have now versus what we have had in the past. It's a crying shame.
I was talking with my future son-in-law about such things today. He and my daughter are two of the laziest but sweetest and morally sound kids I know. The world is worse. It isn't even sweet anymore. We used to have the flu and the stomach bug and now everything has gained a new title to describe the same old things and invoke fear into the people of today to make them more docile and compliant. But there is unrest. Scads of unrest as people instinctively know that things aren't right. We sense that our bodies are starting revolutions against us and that our minds are doing the same. More mentally ill patients per hundred people and more unwell per hundred too. There was a time when people knew how to make love, fix broken bones, cure common colds, suffer a little, suck it up and carry on to long and fruitful lives. Now we have insolent whiny fuckwads who get a paper cut and want to take a day off from work. People don't even bother to "push" themselves anymore or challenge themselves.
I have been with countless men who were completely incapable of caring for themselves. They spent the bulk of their non working day complaining about their buddies and what they all had that they didn't. They wasted so much effort being bitter about shit they had no business bringing to the table. Envy and greed are the foul undoing of men and women alike. I have even met ambitious men who do this and have given up altogether. No one appreciates life anymore so why shouldn't the meek step aside and allow the ravenous to pillage and plunder. At least we will give them all something to appreciate once again and if not, well...it will be a lot quieter when I am through now won't it? It is saddening. My kid and her boyfriend know they are lazy. They are waiting for their "big break" like so many other children. They see other children's parents parade their daughters and sons on television and out in public as if they are living trophies to what dumb asses their gene pool has been watered down to. They want an easier life. It is disturbing when I tell my kid about the things I accomplished at her age and she stares at me blankly and disregards it as wild fantasy on my part but later is shocked to hear that it was exactly as I had stated, if not worse. I will confess that all I achieved was not entirely of my own will. I was pushed and prodded to weed the garden and crawl after a rainstorm for earthworms to fish with and did all manner of manual labor from packing and lugging to cleaning out the attic and getting shit ready for every vacation and loading and unloading the car after we went grocery shopping. My daughter thinks I "slave" her to unload a car from shopping after we went, when we only shop for the two of us and our pets. There were nine people in my family and as many pets. Now it is just Lobo and I and our five cats (+2 babies) and she acts like I'm killing her and should be brought to Cuba and shot on sight!
I am not completely sure I did this and I know I have busted my ass to make her stronger of mind and body. For the most part I have succeeded in that but there are other factors to consider. Divorce is one and when we as adults split apart we make it our sole purpose in life and our sole destiny to undo or undermine every single decision made by the other parent in order to control them from afar. OH YES! I went there! I will admit to have done this myself in the past. But now I just don't have a need to peck and scratch at the poor bastard or twat who "wins" that asshole any! I want my kid to be brought up a certain way but he is quite happy to allow her to run around unsupervised and get hit by a car or attacked by people with no merit. When she is with him he is absent of mind and heart but he insists on taking her, especially if he knows I need her or have plans with her that weekend. Everyone has a "let's see how I can fuck up someone's day" gene.
This is not how I want to go out of this world. I want to know she can sew a forehead when the time comes as I have had to do to her. I need to know she can say "No" to her little brats and follow through when they are misbehaving but to temper her anger so it isn't destructive to them. I want to know she will always communicate with her spouse(s) and talk TO people and not AT people. I want her kids to know that I loved them long before they were born. I want them all to know there is just TOO MUCH work to be done and that they are wasting their lives doing nothing but taking up air and whining. I want to know this whole place won't fall apart when I am gone, having no one to stand here and entertain you and point out the obvious. We have lost ourselves in a fight for greed and I want people to know it is absolutely okay to not take the biggest piece of cake!~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.
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