ARE WE GETTING SCREWED OR WHAT?

Nothing like getting pissed off about one thing and forgetting about another. I get so infuriated about this oil crap that is constantly being shoved down our throats and up our butts. No one wants to accept responsibility for what is really happening. All the news media is telling us is that the price of crude keeps going up, at last news release it was upwards of $98.00 per barrel. Now I know that the war and the conflict with the major oil producing nations is partly responsible for the rise of crude, but the real issue is one that is not often talked about. The real issue is the value of the dollar, which has been declining steadily, the less it’s worth, the more it takes to buy anything, including oil.

Major companies here in the US have been outsourcing jobs overseas for a number of years and this dear friends is the reason things are the way they are. This means that we have been doing is increasing the value of foreign currency and when that happens the dollar goes down! Walk into any retailer and try to find an American crafted product. Jeans made in Mexico, shoes made in Viet Nam, tools made in China, what the fuck! Sam Walton, founder of Wal Mart must be rolling in his grave. You see Sam was a great American and he believed that the American worker was our greatest asset. But the jobs are no longer here. By going overseas companies don’t have to pay for vacations, health care benefits, and of course they save billions in wages. But do you think we benefit in the least from this? Also, imported items have to pay import taxes when they come in to the country, and do you know who pays for that? WE DO! It’s in the price of every good that’s imported. Are we stupid or what? By supporting all this crap that is being made overseas we are directly supporting the higher cost of oil! Let me go one step further, let’s say you have to call customer service for this widget you just bought and can’t figure out how to assemble. The item is made in China, and the customer service rep is in, you guessed it, India. ARGHHHHHHHH!!!! Doesn’t that just piss you off? It does me, I end up slamming the phone because I can’t understand a single word that is being said to me.

We are the only ones that have control of our future, and unless we make some changes in our everyday lives the change will be irreversible. This is one thing the government can’t bail us out of, it lies entirely in our hands. I have been closely watching the presidential candidates and let me tell you, we are so royally screwed in both parties. It’s so bad, I can see Dick Cheney voting for Obama! I guess what I’m trying to say here is that we need to hold the major companies responsible for the state of our country, and for every job that is lost here. If I have to grow tomatoes in a coffee can just so that I don’t have to buy one that has been grown in Chile, so be it. If my next pair of work jeans has to come from a thrift store so that I’m not forced to buy a pair assembled in Guatemala, so be it.

We can not continue to support companies that have gone and taken OUR livelihoods overseas, that is our money, our families that need to be fed. This is how I see it.

Love, Sex, and Passion

I am a hedonist. According to one dictionary, the definition is as follows; The ethical doctrine holding that only what is pleasant or has pleasant consequences is intrinsically good. This does not necessarily refer to acts of physical pleasures, although that is the general consensus in open conversation. I also believe that we have taken this human form for a purpose, and that is to experience the ultimate when it comes to the senses.

As we all know there are the five basic senses, these being; touch, taste, smell, hearing, and seeing. I, on the other hand believe there is a sixth sense, and that is the intuitive aspect of the mind. Passion, the object of such a fondness or desire. What draws us to something or someone when we have yet to experience them/it? The intuitive magnetic draw becomes passion when we experience through our senses that which gives us pleasure. Intuition comes from birth, it’s something that can be developed and enhanced with practice, we all have that capability. Unfortunately that sixth sense is a lot of times not used, and it is the greatest of our senses. We can look at a person and desire them for a number of reasons whether, spiritually, physically, or mentally. There have been many people that have come into my life and although I admired them and they stimulated me more than mentally, they just were not at the level of a sexual partner. The inverse also holds true. There have been many women I have wanted to just fuck, that is until I had a conversation with them, then all of a sudden, whoa, ‘sorry but I have to go clean the lint out of my dryer’. I recall a line from an Eddie Murphy movie several years ago; Arsinio Hall asked him why did he want to travel abroad when he could have any woman he wanted out of his kingdom. His reply was priceless; ‘Because I want a woman that can stimulate my intellect as well as my loins’. Intellect, the sixth sense, the mind, the most erotic organ we have in our body.

Love is the manifestation of passion and passion has many facets. There is the physical, which can refer to anything from food, work, play, or sex. There is the spiritual, which can feed the soul, art, or even intangible things. Then there is the mind, and the passion that is created here is unequaled to any other. I suppose eventually we will be able to have a mind melt, where we can achieve great pleasure from transcendental thoughts. There is more to sex than just fucking, although nothing beats a good spontaneous fuck.

So I say unto thee my fellow mortals, love thy self for the capabilities that you have, and don’t judge others by your own limitations. Be passionate about it all, regardless of the outcome. Finally, remember that this is all there is and what you make of it is what determines your state of being.

The Perfect Blow Job or Cocksucking 101

Being a man that adores having his cock sucked, I wanted to write a post to one of the greater pleasures of my hedonistic life. But after reading Chelsea’s description, I bow humbly to her expertise. My god this woman is priceless. Enjoy!

Sex and the ‘Older Woman’

It’s been a while since I lost my virginity, 16 if I remember correctly. Her name was Mary and she was a semi-popular girl in school. That was also the time of my first blow job, and even though there have been many since then, that first one was like crack. I remember really getting loud and saying to her, “I’m going to explode!”, all I heard was a muffled, slurp, slurp “let me have it”. So I gave it to her and she greedily swallowed every last drop, licking her lips. To a kid that had been jacking off since 11, this was nirvana. Could it possibly get any better than this? Without a doubt. After a few minutes rest, and yes, when you are 16, it just takes a few minutes to get going again, I was reminded that we weren’t done just yet. So what the fuck do I do now, I thought to myself. Well, it appeared that this slightly older woman, 17, was a little more experienced than I thought. She proceeded to tell me that she needed to get off. So I asked her, “you need to get off what, the bed”? Slightly embarrassed was I after the explanation of the female orgasm and that she wished me to reciprocate her previous actions. I was supposed to ‘go down there and lick’. Reluctantly I inched my way down there. Upon my arrival I noticed this wetness, warmth, and this enticing aroma that I had not experienced before. I was about to eat my first pussy. With detailed instructions I started my deed. “Oh suck it there, that’s it, right there, gently”. I learned a great deal that day, and apparently did a pretty good job of it. Actually I was hooked, and thus became known to a small group of girls in my school as the guy with the “magic tongue’. It wasn’t long after that, condoms were as common in my wallet as my drivers’ license. After all these years I still experience that deja vu. There is nothing in the world that can take the place of watching a woman become contorted by a good oral orgasm. Then again, a slow, spit dribbling blow job is right up there. I have learned to appreciate women that are comfortable enough with themselves to say exactly what they want. Of course, they don’t have to ask but once for me to go down on them. Bon appetite!

Bring Back NIXON!!!!

Ok, so I know Nixon is really dead, but this was one Republican that had balls, or at least he used them the right way. So he got caught with his hands in the Watergate break-in, and how many since then have been caught but nothing became of it? Oh yeah, Bill got caught with his pants down, but at least he did it in style, cigar and all. More on Bill at a later post.
What brought Nixon to mind is that in the mid 70′s there was an oil crisis, that is, a shortage.
So Nixon decided to do something drastic, he lowered the speed limit nation wide to 55 mph! Now that took balls. Lowering the speed limit had multiple benefits. First, it saved millions of barrels of oil. Second it saved thousands of lives that needlessly end each year due to high speeds on the highways. But the key here was saving millions of barrels of oil, less demand for crude. So if I remember correctly from my Economics class, less demand creates a greater supply therefore, lowering prices on the open market. What a F%#*ing concept! And we don’t do this now because? Could it be because we have a leader with ties to the rude crude dudes? I was reading an article recently by one of the many statistical wizard’s stating that gasoline is likely to reach $4.00 a gallon by this coming summer. So that means that diesel fuel will be at least fifty cents higher. So anything that is transported by common carrier (18 wheelers) is sure to be more costly. We deserve it! They say that the pen is mightier than the sword so pick up yours and pass your sentiments to someone that can make a difference. In the mean time set your own speed limit to 55, you literally have nothing to loose and a great deal to gain.

Are you Ready?

I hope you are. In this blog there will be thoughts, opinions, sex, photography, ideas, and most importantly, you will get to know this writer. I plan on pulling no punches and will write exactly what is on my mind. Your comments will always be welcome, as I am looking for interactions between myself and you, the reader. Perhaps at times I may just wish to share a recipe for something really delicious. I will be posting as things come up with no certain time frame.
I thank you in advance for stopping by and sharing my life.