My life is a bore…

Here’s my opinion on a few trending topics and an exercise in ‘Voice’. I tried to do it in my best Charleston Heston, no I mean Moses’ voice, or a kid with a staff or lemonade stand…, just a woman’s voice connecting to her own inner turmoil and desires or hope and her idea of God, that is trying maneuver her own way around obstacles’ without being a slave or sucked into a destructive party or state of being. I don’t write to try to lead people out of the desert… I’m not that good with directions and do not want people to creep behind me, I can barely handle my own cat following me around or worse the authorities. So read this reflection if you like and another exercise in voice….

All the ways to look at attraction. And all the ways to look at aphrodisiacs and stimulants. In this day and age when there’s an influx of gay or gender conversions and heterosexual people with too much anxiety and/or humility to yell from a rooftop about how hetero they are or some people trying to party like it’s a material world, in an 80s raunchy comedy, setting their sights on  their buckle bunny dreams  and go go dancers. Is there a scale for all this? Not a weight scale, or like pulling over some over loaded trucker, but a scale of linier degrees of mood, like how much does all this anger you or intrigue you? Or is it a way to describe the endorphins of idiocy like ‘bad’ Green Day songs? My life is a bore…

Like a Big Mouth series on Netflix. Or some erotic look at Pokie man or literally porn pages on social media and couples now getting off on exposing themselves on porn pages as a ‘reality TV’ in a different form of Thank You for Sharing. Or watching so many mainstream romcoms that are basically like porn with bigger budgets and slightly less graphical close ups.

And before that there were episodes of Sin City in Alberta where a Politician climaxed and grinned at adding a Sin Tax with his Vampire eyebrows raised and attempting to rearrange government to run smooth like a bank, instead of a democracy then he ended up dead in a mystery plane crash in some triangle in BC. Which was an odd relief to me, who was disgusted with his lack of compassion or respect for people who might become or are dependent or addicted to these products with a levied Sin tax.

Yes, sex and all its lubricants still seems to sell, am I the only one baffled by this? Not encouraging prohibition or censorship, but with a movement of self-care, self-love, and DIY it is all very contradictory for lots of people. It’s true many people do not fare well with this type of emphasis in society for marketing of products based on the products or the person’s sex appeal and a government that plays coy with our money that enjoys bashing health care and RCMP or other essential services claiming naivety to crimes of passion and desperation. What does that lead to? More crime and need for health care and a well-run police force (like run off their feet, like a sober waitress in a drunk tank.)

Yes, not everyone one cares to exploit themselves or each other or a product. Even social media has lost its luster it seems. Maybe because most people are tired of romance scams real or imagined. Truly it is a lonely world for people who feel this void of true care and concern in the world with government and many media sites pushing a lack of humanity centered around a denial of climate change including the basic biological facts of life and wellbeing.

So what is really attractive these days…? Do the cool guys know? Or the Mad Man? Or sassy gals? Or talk shows? Or do our needs for basics and essentials like food, clothing, shelter, and health care with dignity coupled with the ability to go for water — in not just places like Africa, but around the globe without getting raped, robbed, beat or chastised for your ‘look’ or beliefs in life or lifestyle choices. For many people we are like kids in a nursery rhyme trying to cross a bridge with trolls heckling, hissing and sometimes unfortunately some of those bridges end up getting burnt. But then another government infrastructure make work project or rebranding. (If we are lucky). Or trending in the news these days the ‘troubled’ people become like wild boars getting attacked instead of a sanctuary.  What’s the basic fear? Is it our own instincts or under the influence of the when and where is the next fix? Or a new think tank to ruminate or AI script or simply spare change?

Or are most of us over relating to Green Day Basket Case?