In that sense, I am glad that an Australian University keeps checking in on my blog. And I am glad that a German University peeks in too.
I am just a guy that has been around the trades, and that has made some observations from everyday life. Everyday life that no university professor can hope to experience without going incognito among the populace and experiencing for his or herself, for a period of years.
But I like to think, from having read a bit from Arthur Conan Doyle and from watching the old Detective Columbo show on the TV, that a person that takes the time to simply observe, can come up with a few perceptive insights, however untutored or "Educated" that person may be.
Life is all around us, every day. And whether we choose to ignore it or observe it and try to make sense of it is up to each and every one of us.
To live in it and observe of course, but to also feel it, and feel Love, and Hate, and Anger and shyness, and laughter, and sadness, and bitterness, and, maybe and once in a while: Happiness.
I have a feeling that some of my readers wish they could be so free as to express themselves in foul language and demonstrative wildness, as I do, and as some of the other bloggers in our group.
To be a crazy blogger, in other words.
But I will invite those of youse that feel that way, to live vicariously thru me.
Don't worry, I'll deal with all the fallout, and youse can keep your hands nice and tidy and clean, and write about it in your tidy journals or papers or whatever :)
That is all for now, but I will add this one remark about John Grisham's movie: The Firm, (I have not read the Novel). It was odd how the wife of Tom Cruise just accepted the fact that the Tom Cruise Character would cheat, and that the Tom Cruise character was ambivalent in kind about his wife's meandering loyalty.
WTF? Like a male willingly submits to being cuckolded, and willingly wears the asses ears, as atonement for his betryal. Strange.
It suggests to me that Grisham is not a reader of Shakespeare, and rather one of those kind of anticipated American writers that Alexis De Tocqueville mentioned in his little chestnut: Democracy in America.
Robert Penn Warren depicts three suicides in his novel: All The King's Men.
One of them, the suicide of Duncan Trice, was over the fact of his wife's betryal/cheating.
Nowadays, who dies for Love?
No, in Grisham's world view, they pile into a crappy car and drive off into the sunset, with the asses ears hanging out the windows, flapping in the breeze.
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August 4, 9:49PM
Will add to this post. Like most of my stories, they are in my head, and just need a little bit of quiet time to set them down.
But for now, and ftonight, for me lovely Scottish Lass, from a conceited, blackhearted varmit:
August 5, 8:13AM - Oh- I will finish this one, and explain to Women why it is that men look at Porn and masturbate to it.
I did start on this topic in a past post about the cum shot facial, with a flashback to how I was first introduced to "Dirty Magazines" by a friend at age 11 or 12.
All I need is time to write it all down.
Time, Time, Time.
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