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Having It Both Ways: Let’s Talk about Sex

Having It Both Ways: Let’s Talk about Sex

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The presumption seems to be that because I write and talk about sex a lot, I am also having sex a lot.  Boy do I wish that were true.  The reality is a bit more pathetic.  Married people have more sex than I do.  Priests probably have more sex than I do.

The freedom that comes from finally figuring out who you are and what you want is a liberation that somehow makes you want to start having conversations about those very topics and asking questions to your much more experienced friends.  I ask … because I don’t know.  I talk about it because my experience is lacking.

But despite my confidence in talking about sexuality, relationships, and dating, my actual comfort in a free-love type of world…. well …… I’m still not exactly the free love type of person that many of my friends seem to be.  I’ve never had a one night stand.  I’ve never picked someone up in a bar and taken them home or gone back to his or her place.  I’ve never had sex on a first date… second date… or third date for that matter. And until today, never been kissed on a first date.

It took me two years before I was comfortable with the idea of sleeping with Dude 3 and six more months before I fell for him.  It took me a month before I trusted 50 to even stop by my apartment.  My hands were shaking so much, and we didn’t even do the deed.

Sex doesn’t have to equal love, so I’m not holding out for my heart to flutter the perfect way or angels to sing.  Sex can be fun, relaxing, it can be stress relief, and too it can be a physical expression of the love you have for someone else.  For me, sometimes, the things I do with the guy back home just helps me clear my head.  Like a mental and emotional reset button that helps me stop being so intense and uptight.  And any of you who know me well know that I can be pretty intense and uptight – despite my sexual liberation.

The truth is, while I admire those who are so free and able to express their sexuality with folks they’ve just met, I’m still very slow to trust anyone, whether they’re friends or sexual partners.  That’s slowly getting better, thanks to Dude 3‘s influence challenging me and pushing me for the 6 months we were getting closer.  But I still have to remind myself not to revert back to the fearful yet eager person I’ve spent most of my life being.

Having It Both Ways: Fear sets in – What if I fall in love?

Having It Both Ways: Fear sets in – What if I fall in love?

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UPDATE:  Read the follow up to this post here

For the past year and a half I’ve been having an affair off and on with someone who is in a relationship.  A miserable relationship with an awful, atrocious human being, but a relationship nonetheless.  While we now live in other places and have only seen each other twice this year, we talk constantly, sometimes it’s super hot talk, sometimes it’s me playing therapist to hear about his relationship woes, sometimes it’s him yelling at me for my political philosophy that he doesn’t agree with, but most times…. it’s just really really hot talk.

A month ago I started having hot conversations with another married guy.  I don’t know many of the details of his situation, but like the guy back home, I’m not this guy’s first affair, nor do I doubt I’ll be his last.

I also had a friend who was known for cheating on his long term partner SEVERAL times.

A married female friend of mine said to me this weekend “without religion telling us what is acceptable, we probably wouldn’t have come up with monogamy on our own.”  She and her husband have been together for a VERY long time, and recently decided to start thinking about having a more “open” relationship.  There are rules and guidelines, but the understanding is that there are adventures that the relatively inexperienced couple could have outside of their relationship as long as they maintained their marriage.  They’ve been in couples counseling for more than six months, and their therapist outright told them that of all of her couples, they communicate their needs and concerns better than any other she sees.  They are stable, rational, consenting adults who know the red flags to watch out for in making something like this work.

Another married friend of mine has been with her husband for 12 years and was shocked to hear the above story.  “I could never do that,” she told me.  “I’m too jealous,” and I think she also said possessive.  She also said that when emotions are involved it’s harder to allow for encounters like the one the couple above described, and both her and her husband have too many emotions wrapped into their relationship.

That’s not to say, however, that the open marriage couple doesn’t – their rule is:  they come home to each other.  They are partners and there is a commitment between them.  Clearly, however, the emotions that are in play with the two top men above are significantly detached.  Guy number one doesn’t love his wife, guy number two doesn’t love me, and both aren’t getting something that they clearly need in their existing relationships.  Which is why they come to me.

That’s why people cheat, right?  Well… mostly.  Because a need is not being fulfilled?  I suppose there is always the “Self Loathing Cheater” … you know the ones who cheat because “if she loves me there’s clearly something wrong with her” or “I don’t deserve to be happy because I’m a horrible person so I’ll sabotage our relationship.”  But let’s just focus on the needs not being fulfilled because that fits in with my two guys.

My non-monogamous friend asked me “what’s the difference between having girlfriends that you can go see chick flicks with for two hours and someone with whom you can have a different form of sex with for two hours?”  It’s a fair question.  If you’re not talking about love, it’s just fun and games, does it constitute cheating or an affair?  Many many many women, especially those back home, would say yes, because they would see it as a betrayal of trust.  I think they do have a point there.  If the spouse is lying about it and sneaking around, then it is a betrayal, isn’t it?  It’s a lie.  But what if you both discussed it, the rules, and the terms and ensured there was no love involved here?  Is it still a betrayal?

My mom’s second husband cheated on her and it left her a profoundly different person who is certainly a lot less trusting, and that’s a factor in her current relationship.  She was never able to get over that sense of betrayal.  The cheater in that situation, however, never loved the women he was with, nor did he love her any less, but I’m confident if he came to her and said “I’m a sex addict can I ……?” she’d never consent.  I doubt there are many wives, particularly in Oklahoma who would, addiction or not.

As I’m beginning to date and go on dates with people who are specifically looking for commitments, I’m starting to wonder about my own ability to be in a monogamous relationship with someone.  What if I fall for a guy and he can’t fulfill me in the deep emotional way that women do?  Are emotional cuddly relationships with women acceptable because we just take for granted that women have “lady friends” or does it become something different because I use to be a lesbian?  Is an emotional affair between me and another woman still an affair?  Does our culture accept that there are things that we don’t expect men to be able to provide so we look to obtain them from our “lady friends?”

If we say yes – would the same be true if I ended up in a long term relationship with a woman that I was deeply and profoundly emotionally in love with – but who wasn’t into wild crazy adventurous spontaneous sex, and thus that part of me was left unfulfilled?  If I stepped out on her and had a “play partner” I boinked occasionally, but didn’t love, is that still unacceptable?  Is it the same thing?

My biggest fear in dating folks is in falling in love with someone who doesn’t meet all of my needs.  But is it wrong to assume that I can find someone who actually will?  And is it more sensible to decide what needs 100% must be met and what are more…. soft needs that can be somehow available elsewhere?   I think once you grow up and realize that there really isn’t that one single soulmate that completes you perfectly, the former begins to look more appealing.  The people who are in relationships like that are often times obsessed with each other, co-dependent, and incredibly dysfunctional.  So that’s not exactly healthy either.

Either way, it’s unfair for any of us to say what is or isn’t acceptable for one couple or another.  Decrying that X is right for everyone puts us back into 1950′s America where everything looked the same, sounded the same, and was the same.  It’s the Edward Scissorhands society, and I think we can all agree we don’t want to live there.  What works for the open relationship couple works for them.  Monogamy is only acceptable to my mom and her husband.  Who is any of us to say  which is better or worse.   What is difficult is that when looking for models in society, fictional, or real – there are no examples for which we can compare our own experience.  There are no public examples of non-monogamous couples who make it work, at least mainstream couples.  No fictional examples on television or in books either.  How can we pattern what our relationships should be if there is no path before us?  It leaves us making it up as we go along.

My friend said that this is what our generation is changing most about our society.  We are the “no boundaries” generation, especially when it comes to sex and sexuality.  Perhaps, it’s why we’re so open and affirming of LGBT couples.  The culture war is a boundary war – a massive shift between older generations who grew up being taught “we just don’t do things that way….”  Compared to my generation that is more open to embracing the differences people have or differences people seek.  The uniqueness of the individual.

As I’m dating and meeting more people, sure part of it is about learning more about myself, but ultimately it’s about uncovering what kind of relationship will work best for me.  I’m frustrated that I don’t have that answer readily available.  I know in my head what would be nice to have, but I don’t know how that works in actual practice, nor if its even attainable.  In the end, the biggest fear I have after each date I go on, whether I liked the person or not, is: holy shit… what if this turns out to be “the one” and he or she isn’t capable of meeting my needs.  Does that then me that he or she ISN’T the one?  And does that mean I should always hold out for the perfect person?  If I do that though, might I be waiting forever?  Or does it mean that I’ll end up like guys #1 and #2 stepping out looking to have those needs fulfilled.

I guess – I just want answers and there aren’t any.  There’s so much grey area – 50 shades of grey area – and I’m more comfortable with knowing an absolute definitive answer.

Having It Both Ways: Oops….

Having It Both Ways: Oops….

Justin Bieber OopsTrue story – I have been a blogger for 8 years.  For EIGHT years I’ve written online in one fashion or another about politics, policy, the millennial generation, and young voters, heartland politics, faith based politics… everything under the sun.  Some of under my name some of it not. I’m really really lucky to be in a job where not only do they trust my judgment but they like who I am – personally and professionally.  I’m well respected and they think I know what I’m doing.  I’ve done New Media since 2008 which is predominantly social media, social bookmarking, blogger outreach, content generation, video, photos, etc… etc… etc…The online world is my life.  It’s who I am – its what I do.  It’s my day 24/7.

I made the decision a long time ago that I wasn’t going to put anything personal out there.  Facebook wouldn’t be used for my personal soundboard to talk shit about people or post drunken photos of myself… not that there are any… sadly… or anything else that is overt debauchery .. .again… sadly that just hasn’t been my life.  But even if it was – I hardly posted anything like that.

Until the Having it Both Ways project.  This was the first time EVER I’ve made my personal life public (at least online.)  EVERY single friend, colleague, fellow blogger, pretty much anyone in the fields or worlds I dabble in knows 100% who I am.  I’m open, I’m honest, I’m never afraid of expressing myself or my identity.  My family…. however…. apparently knows nothing.  Don’t get me wrong – I told my mom 16 years ago – this is who I am and quite honestly until my falling out with Dude #3 – we just didn’t have relationship conversations.  That said…. until Dude #3 I didn’t want to even HAVE an actual relationship with anyone… so perhaps that’s why.

So apparently my blog posts (which I shared on Facebook) have caused quite a stir among the Oklahomies who had never … ya know… googled me or payed much attention to anything I posted on Facebook that was political.  This manifested into text messages being sent around gossiping about me today.  All you can do is just shrug and say…. oops.  But realistically, how do you make that announcement at Christmas dinner to a 30 person packed house of your step-father’s family who sometimes can barely even tolerate that you’re a Democrat?  Now it turns out… omg… she is a liberal AND use to be a LESBIAN!? Oh the vapors! OMG! MUST TEXT AND SHARE ON FACEBOOK NOW!

The reality is that I made this search and experience about love public because

  1. The LGBT community has long dismissed bisexuality as an actual thing.  Instead it’s a phase you go through before you actually decide you’re gay.  I, of course, am the other way around.
  2. Dating in the modern era for someone who doesn’t do the one night stands, the bar scene, and works in an industry where dating inside the office is generally frowned upon is NOT an easy world to navigate.  If I can figure it out… then let me help other ladies out there who are on this journey too.
  3. Regardless of your relationship status the way that my generation interacts with each other and how we have “relationships” is so different than any other generation in history.  How can a new media addict like myself still build normal personal social relationships while still experimenting with the online dating world?  Is this where my generation is going when it comes to building partners?  If so what does that say about the level of intimacy and building those relationships virtually and IRL?
  4. Washington DC is a complicated town.  I hear it constantly.  Every person I have talked to about where to meet people or how to date or what you do to navigate outside of the social circles that tend to be more focused on network building than buddy building, has told me that you just have to figure it out.  Imagine all those young people coming to DC or even the folks who are here who are maybe single for the first time or … I don’t know… and they’re having a rough go of it too.  Let’s help each other out on this and see if we can’t set up some best practices.
  5. And finally and most importantly… the whole idea of the humiliation, rejection, and misery that is finding love is a pretty awful experience… until you actually DO find it.  So … if I can turn this into an intellectual project that generates something beyond THAT – then it makes it a hell of a lot easier to manage, process, laugh at myself, and WARN YOU about.

Will it make people uncomfortable?  Probably.  Do I care?  I do not.  Don’t read it.  Move along… nothin to see.  Already it’s sparked conversations with people about bisexuality in the LGBT community, and too about being a single lady over 30 in Washington DC working in politics and trying to find love.  Will it become the Sex in the City of Washington DC? … I doubt it … will it be an adventure?  You better believe it.  So sit back, relax, and enjoy the show or go back to looking up recipes on Pinterest.

Yes that’s Justin Bieber in that photo.  Yes I did it for an SEO experiment.

Having It Both Ways: Lesbian Online Dating

Having It Both Ways: Lesbian Online Dating

The HelpIf you haven’t read the introduction to Having It Both Ways please feel free to read more about the project.

I have a lesbian friend who just moved to Chicago and has been trying to meet new friends and date women in a city where she knows no one.  We both created our “How About We” profiles together a few weekends ago me for DC her for Chicago.  She’d never tried online dating sites telling me “a couple people I know had met some total fucking psychos and also I think I still saw online dating through a 1997 lens.  It’s weird and seemed like not as “pure” as meeting someone some other way.  Then there was just the total crippling fear of being rejected in yet ANOTHER medium.”

So she’s been working on another profile on OKCupid because she says we’ve seemed to be early adopters to “How About We” which has a lower number of users.

The key to online dating sites is basically selling yourself.  Think of it like a virtual personals ad.  But you can’t extrapolate too much, otherwise you’ll end up with some person who figures out who you really are and has no interest in seeing you again.  In my very limited experience and my friend’s – be honest about who you are.  Always… be honest and think positively about your positives.

“I feel like I’ve tried to be pretty honest about myself and who I am” she told me via GoogleChat “But then I feel like that is prolly why no one has messaged me.  Like if I had a different “persona” I would have better luck.  In general I feel like there are certain personas that go over really well with lesbians and I am not it.”

I told her that lesbians work in cycles.  Right now there are a dozen women out there that are breaking up with partners or girlfriends.  Finding the perfect person isn’t like turning on the channel guide and finding something to watch for the evening.  It took me 3 years before I really fell for Dude #3 and clearly that didn’t go well, so it’s all about being brave and trying new things and giving it time.  And for the love of God – know that you’re perfect the way you are, own your own awesomeness!

Read more about insane dating options for lesbians or straights (but neglects bisexuals).

Having It Both Ways: 50 Shades of Grey Without the Relationship

Having It Both Ways: 50 Shades of Grey Without the Relationship

Fifty Shades of Grey Without the RomanceCheck out the first in the series: Having it Both Ways to learn more about the dating project.

When I first moved to Washington, Dude #2 suggested that I find a hot girl to date or be with so that we could have some wild crazy times together.  Ahhh straight men, gotta love the way they think.  While I was certainly interested in a nice new lady friend, I was open to the potential of another gentleman as well, and started a profile on a personals site that links people based on, let’s just say, their adventurous inclinations.

Dude #3 did not approve of this and considered finding sexual partners based on their emails from a blog or site such as that to be dangerous.  He was concerned for my safety.  It was just a few months later and I was falling in love with him, so the personals site sat dormant for 9 months and racked up all sorts of interesting men (and no women) who wanted to give me detailed descriptions of what they’d like to do with me.

When I returned to the site following the fallout of Dude 3, I began wading through the messages and replying or, quite frankly, just giggling.  You have to give men credit, the fact that they’re willing to message a stranger and say “You’re hot, want you NOW here’s my number” takes a lot of guts.  I replied 9 months later and said “Be right over” just to mess with them.

About 150 similar invitations followed, including many from people that were going to be in Washington for conferences and wanted to “meet up.”  Yeah.  I’m sure you do.  Delete.  But among the mess were a few people that were interesting or I decided would be fun to poke fun at – electronically speaking.  One was 26 year old Tyler who had a complicated understanding of capitalization of proper nouns.  We’ll assume this is because Too Young Tyler typically types one handed.  The next gentleman is not too young 50 and began our conversation by complimenting me on my tumblr that features nude black and white images I find beautiful and sexy but with a lot of class and elegance.

Fifty and I struck up an email conversation for about a week and he seemed to have a good balance of being able to articulate complex political philosophy and some very hot conversation.  I decided he must be a kinky Senator or Congressman and we should absolutely meet.  We set a date for later in the week having coffee early one morning near my office.  Indeed he was delicious, but not an elected official.  Tall, lean, a slight smirk, beautiful eyes, and hair 50 shades of grey.  Still, I learned, incredibly well connected, professional, smart, and extraordinarily private.  He was looking for a hot young thing to play that would allow some of his more adventurous side to be expressed.  He was not looking for a relationship.

Thus began the complicated thought process in my head.  Fifty could provide me with a lot of much needed adventure while I try and uncover the dating scene in Washington.  The point at which I find a suitable person to date exclusively Fifty and I could be buds.  In the mean time …. I could have 50 Shades of Grey – just without the long term relationship.

Am I ok with that?  I guess we’ll see.

Having it Both Ways

Having it Both Ways

havingitbothwaysI came out of the closet as a lesbian when I was 16 and fell in love with my best friend and now ex-girlfriend.  She was hilarious and amazing and gave me a lot of courage to say all of the funny things I only said in my head most of the time.  She pushed me to be smarter, to learn more, and I loved every minute of our life together through high school.  From first meeting to break up we were together for a total of 6 years.  I wore a ring.  We talked constantly, despite me being 5 hours away in college in another state.  That proved to be the nail in the coffin.  A lot transpired, but growing distance both in proximity and eventually emotionality …..and more spelled the relationship’s demise.

Not long after, I was pretty obsessed with another woman I went to college with, but our relationship ended pretty abruptly when I went to California to work on a campaign and she called asking for my blessing to date her now wife.

Total, I’ve spent 9 years of my life in long term relationships with women – and I’ve only really been dating for about 15 years.  The truth is that I’ve always had an interest and a curiosity in men both sexually and, I suppose, philosophically.  But moments where I was attracted to a guy who was also attracted to me and one or both of us was brave enough to say something about it… well, those were few and far between.  Until I met Mr. X about 3 years ago.   We’ll just say Mr. X was a dirty old man of 42 obsessed with me and my lack of experience with the man-parts.  He longed to show me the ways of the men-folk and frankly… I didn’t have anything better to do and hadn’t been dating or interested in anyone for years.

For 6 months he pursued me, and for a year we were each others sexual play-toys while I learned and explored The Ways of The Dude.  But after all of the “dating” games, I found out there was never a relationship… at least between us.  He was actually in one with another woman, younger than me, it turns out.   Dirty dirty old man.

After that was a good friend I knew from college who found out that I’d been with a guy and was frustrated because he’d wanted me so much all those years we knew each other.  We struck up a year and a half affair that is still sort of ongoing … but it’s complicated because we live half a country away and he too…. is in a relationship.  I care about him a lot, but I’m not sure we have enough in common to spell LTR.

Dude 3 and I were colleagues and friends for about 3 years.  The last 7 months of our friendship I made the mistake of falling in love with him.  We were incredibly emotionally intimate after years of being Clintonian in our sexual flirtation.  We came from the same home state and were in the same political world together.  The dream of the two of us having a compartmentalized liferelationship where our worlds could collide into one adventurous political love story was too much to pass up.  I’m imagining Air Force One with more romance or The American President with more action.  My mind ran wild with the idea of him as a partner – I would have moved back home from Washington DC in a heartbeat for him.  I helped him with his career and business, I stood in front of bullets for him, I defended him to adversaries both personal and professional, and I expressed my love in every possible way I knew how WITHOUT actually telling him.  Until month 7, of course, when I saw something with him on Facebook and called him about it.  Turns out he’s had a 20 year on again off again relationship he’d gone back to 4 months previously and neglected to tell me…… we don’t speak now, and I’ve been compartmentalized into a vinn diaphragm where circles never touch.

So that brings me here and now.  My experience with men has been that they lie, they cheat, and they’ll do anything they can to get what they want.  They wonder around aimlessly trying to figure things out, oblivious, curious, and capable of only tiny evolutions.  I think most men want to be with women because they’re afraid of being alone.  I think women want to be with men because they fall in love with them.  It makes it easy for men to stray and hard for women to recover.  And for someone that wants love AND fun it makes me stuck trying to have it both ways.

The sex is totally different.  With women (in my experience) it is romantic and emotional.  It’s whispy curtains and classical music with someone you’re in love with.  With dudes it can be that but it can also be fun, adventurous, spontaneous, wild, and completely unemotional.  With men, I’m sure you can have romance, emotional intimacy, intense connectivity and with women I’m sure you can have adventure – it’s just that, I haven’t found been able to find that in a potential male or female partner.

I’ve heard these people exist, it turns out many of my friends are married to creatures of versatility.  After the last 15 years of experience dating both men and women I think I’m just going to try and see if I can have it both ways.  See if I can date in both worlds and figure out if some combination of the two genders can be embodied into one socially conscious partner that returns my affections.  I’m determined to find someone that works, and this marks the beginning of my journey and pursuit.

RANT “You don’t know me”

RANT “You don’t know me”

somethings gotta giveHave you ever watched Jerry Springer or Maury Povich when they had those shows with the out of control teen they send to boot camp?  Inevitably the out of control teen would shout out at the host or audience “YOU DON’T KNOW ME!  YOU DON’T KNOW ME!” thinking that the justification would somehow render them all incapable of judgment based on what behavior they were seeing exhibited by said, out of control teen.

In the most recent round of fights between Dude #3 and myself (this “break up” has gone on for nearly a month now) I made an effort to salvage whatever else we had with a plea for our conversations to be regarding his complete lack of a social consciousness and involve best practices for attempting to live on a higher plain of existence.  He said this sounded like therapy not a friendship.  Probably a good time to mention he’s also never been to therapy…. He was offended by my questions regarding his social awareness claiming he is more socially aware than most of his friends (which I can assure you is probably true if the women he’s dated are any indication) and resolved that I just “didn’t know him.”

Well whose fault is that, Dude #3?

I proposed that maybe my purpose in his life would be to find paths to enlightenment and help him get there – figure it out, achieve it.  To be the best version of himself.  And he said it sounded like therapy.  Can you imagine someone coming to you and saying “I don’t have all the answers but I have more than you do… would you like to share?” and just dismissing them?  Because…. he’s not “looking for a social conscious in my friends” Sigh….

I caught the movie Something’s Gotta Give over the weekend.  Great flick featuring Harry Sanbourn – an aging womanizer who prances around NYC with women half his age and no intention of caring for them beyond the thrill he gets while with them.  One hospitalization after another he finally realizes that his entire life has been one meaningless hookup after another and that he’s wasted his life into obscurity while “the one” has gotten away. It ends as he chases after the woman telling her that he went all over the country asking his exes what he did wrong and heard the same story about himself over and over again.

Dude #3 will never get to that realization in his life.  I wish to god he would – but he won’t – and even if he does – he’ll never have the mental or emotional capacity to process it and the will to fix it.  That breaks my heart.  That makes it so impossible to talk to him.  The immature cop out that someone just “doesn’t know him” is a fantasy world he’s created where his actions don’t have consequences.  Where he does what he does and it doesn’t make him a bad guy it just makes him troubled.

In our last email exchange he said he won’t talk to me about the intimate details of his life anymore.  He has no problem talking about religion or politics or books or articles but nothing more.  I though how sad it is to have such a superficial life.  That his “closest friend” views him only as a professional acquaintance and disapproves of the way he treats women.  If he’s too scared to have someone in his life who challenges him and pushes him and holds him accountable for his dumbass shit – then fine – he can go off and call someone your “closest friend” because they just watch football and play golf together.  But I’m not that kinda person and I refuse to walk on egg shells around him like some battered woman scared of how he’ll react or that he’ll run away.

If all he is capable of is an emotionally immature friendship loaded with superficial douchebaggery – then fine – that’s his choice.  I’ve spent the last 10 years trying my hardest to learn how to be more emotionally connected to people and let people into my life because I want to evolve into a higher caliber person.  And I will not let him stop me from moving forward.  He wants to waste his life as an emotionless coward shut off from having real relationships then fine that’s his choice but don’t expect me to line up to watch the shitshow.


It’s for the best we get our distance

It’s for the best we get our distance

The other night, you wouldn’t believe the dream I just had about you and me
I called you up, but we’d both agree
It’s for the best you didn’t listen
It’s for the best we get our distance… oh…
It’s for the best you didn’t listen
It’s for the best we get our distance… oh…


Thank God you’ve got religion, otherwise you’d be an asshole

Thank God you’ve got religion, otherwise you’d be an asshole

Have you ever noticed that some of the biggest born again religious leaders are so overtly mean, nasty, and oppressive?  If some of these leaders weren’t in the right wing Christianity movement and just regular people on the street like you or me, I’m pretty sure they’d be the people who get punched in the bar.

If “our prime purpose in this life is to help others.  And if you can’t help them, at least don’t hurt them” is the mantra for goodness and humanity, one would think this would be somehow instilled into all people.  At what point do we all go awry?  Is it when we discover power, money, the stuff money buys, and our ability to hold some kind of Godlike control even on the most miniscule piece of our world?  Do people hurt others simply because they can?

My friend Colin and I sat in a bar a few Friday’s back, and he talked about people who hold the magnifying glass over the bug to watch it burn alive.  That kids like that are freaks …. but many people grow up to be adults who do things like that and they’re sociopaths.  They hurt people because they like it.  Some people hurt because they can, some people hurt because they can’t stop themselves even if they wanted to, some even hurt others because it prevents them from being hurt.  The only thing we can do, Colin said, is learn to spot the sociopaths and assholes and run – don’t walk – to the nearest exit.

I’ve spent my adult life trying to figure out the most effective and efficient way to help as many people as possible.  Sometimes it’s getting someone elected who can help a large group of people, sometimes it’s working for an organization who gets people elected, or an organization that helps people.  And then every once in a while I have a friend who needs help, and without even thinking I jump to see what I can do.  My problem with pretty much all of my imputations is that … I don’t think.  Should it be that way?  Should I only help people if it means I’m not going to get hurt or screwed over?  Or do I continue to follow the teachings of the sublime troublemakers of the ages, and not think and just do what I can, hoping eventually it’ll all even out?

My problem is that lately I might be the bug that runs under the magnifying glass to save the other bug – but in the process the sociopath fries me too.

“But all I’ve ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you”

“But all I’ve ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you”

Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah…..

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I learned to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah