What if I don't need to be fixed?

Alright, so I got a few texts today that just got my blood boiling.  At first the questions were innocuous enough just curiosity about where I am moving to.  Then came the accusation - I was accused of fabricating the whole move to Alaska.  According to my accuser "No-one just moves to Alaska" and "No-one wants to move to Alaska, someone's in the military and has been transferred."  Now there is no reason for any of this, except maybe to just PISS ME THE FUCK OFF.  In this my accuser succeeded admirably.

I will admit that I have been a little "ranty" about the women around here.  It's not without reason though.  I have come to the conclusion that the women in this area (or maybe it's something in the whole world's water supply) have this irrepressible urge to date total fucking losers.  Half of them don't have jobs, have multiple kids with multiple other partners and are on drugs of one sort or another.


Now I don't want to go off on a rant here, but what the hell is wrong with a guy just being normal, living a drama free life and not needing to be "fixed" or "saved" in some way?  Yes, I have a son who is the center of my universe.   I am also very good friends with his mom and her boyfriend so there's no drama there.  I have a decent job with a stable company that's been around for decades.  I have a group of friends who I hang out with occasionally, I drink when I feel like it (and my son is at his mom's), I smoke about 5-6 ciggies a day, I am not a womanizer and I don't do one-night stands.  Now what is so fucked up about me?  Maybe if I lose my job, abandon my kid, start drinking Thunderbird and take up meth I'll be considered "datable" by the local populace.  Oh, and apparently having a vocabulary that functions on more than one level (BEER) is a criminal offense too.

 I have just fucking had it.  You know something - this is what turned me into a condescending prick in the first place.  I don't want some psycho bitch around my kid, projecting all her "mommy" fantasies onto him and scarring him for life.  I got enough of that shit growing up, I'll not have him exposed to it.  So Accuser, if somehow this finds it's way into your hands, well now you got to read all the shit I was trying to say when you hung up the phone during our conversation today.

Oh, and by the way, the men in Enid don't have a problem with your kids, they have a problem with you and with the way you treat them, your kids are really cool.

The Foundation

Alright, I will assume that everyone read the warning after clicking on the link.  Of course you all did.  The people who read this blog are smart, independent, thinkers who rely on no-one for anything and get their shit done all by themselves.  You don't need someone to remind you that there may be adult content in every posting and so you need to make sure that your little ones (much as I would love to have their input) don't have access to this page.

That being said, I proceed.  I suppose I should begin by telling you all a bit about myself.  Well, I was born and raised in South Africa to a domineering bitch of a mother and a weak, puerile, spineless male who insists upon referring to himself as my father although he would never measure up to anyone's definition of the word.  In short, I taught myself how to be a man.  

Alright enough about that - on to important matters.  What makes a man?  Is it his moral fortitude, or his ability to be adaptable in the face of adversity?  Is it sharing his feelings with those closest to him or an ability to suppress those feelings and not allow them to control him?


There are those who insist that "Real men love Jesus" - yeah they're usually trying to hook up with him via Craigslist personals while their wife and kids are out of town.  I am not claiming to be close to perfect here and I have no true religion (although I have called myself a Satanist and a Christian at different times in my life). Some people would say that because of  my lack of a deity I have no real moral compass.  To those I say:  Jim Bakker, Tammy Fae Bakker,  Paul Crouch,  Jimmy Swaggart,  George W Bush . . . . shall I continue?  You've got it - all born again christians.  

Religion and it's proponents are responsible for more evil than any Humanist or Satanist could ever conceive.  I don't want to go off on a rant here so I'll limit my organized religion bashing to that.


I have a moral compass and as anyone who really knows me will tell you, a pretty strong one.  I have found that most real men don't have the artificially installed one provided by religion.  Rather they have the genuine model - the one that is self installed, constantly updated and most reliable.  The real men that I have known don't need someone to tell them that having sex with someone other than their partner is wrong or that killing an animal for sport is wrong.  These men accept people in spite of their faults.  They genuinely care enough about people to inspire them to be better people, yet draw the line when the association becomes detrimental to either their families or themselves.

As is implied by the title, this is the foundation of my blog - its just the beginning friends.  My intention is to slowly establish a set of principles by which we all can live and with your help and input I think it just might be possible.


I apologize if things seem a little disjointed or if I randomize a bit.  My mind works a lot faster than I can type and so I am trying to stay ahead of the game and get all the important points down.


I will make this promise to all of you though - I'll get better.


If you have any comments please post them, however please try to limit responses to the "moral compass" subject.