Do I just attract conflict? Is there some invisible pheromone I exude that draws nuts to me like moths to flame? I’ve had a long couple of days dealing closely with the infuriating bureaucracy of Southern California. I suppose confrontations with losers are a natural part of that experience. Anyway, I found out I have to have knee surgery at the end of the month. I chose to get it done as soon as possible, because I hate waiting. There is “significant cartilage damage” on the back of my kneecap and places where it’s been worn thin. So there will be some removal of the floating bits of detritus, some smoothing of the worn kneecap, (I cannot help but think of Kruger Industrial Smoothing), and some evil physical therapy. I will not “have the mobility” I had when I was 18, but I wasn’t lifting weights when I was 18, so I have nothing to compare it to. Anything is better than nothing. So. There’s that. Yay! I’ll have a lot of time to write, though, which will be nice. I’ve been listening to the coverage of Santorum’s big donor’s Aspirin statement. Since when has it been controversial to suggest that women used to value chastity? I mean, we don’t have a universal human right to be whores. Or do we? I can never remember. I’m not calling sexually active women whores, by the way. It just isn’t a big deal that Foster Friess makes a reference to the days when sexual promiscuity wasn’t celebrated or considered inevitable. When women act as sexually, ah, indiscriminate as men, it doesn’t make us equal. It just leaves us empty. The message pushed by our sexual “liberators” is a lie and it damages us. I’ve heard it’s no good for men either, this conflation of promiscuity and masculinity, but I hear lots of crazy rumors. Maybe we should take an honest look at where our society has gone with all this “progress” and how empty we’ve all become. I see a lot of sad, lonely, joyless people who have everything, including anyone they desire, and it’s not a pretty sight.
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