Life

Well, that's what life is.
You get the wind knocked out of you time after time, but you just won't quit, because you don't wanna stop playing the game.

Alpha Males

I have been reading a lot regarding much in the world of "Alpha Males" lately.

In dicussions with female friends, I have ascertained that the majority of them and myself have realized that the idea of the Alpha Males seems to be going out the window as of late.

The Alpha Male would be described as strong, powerful men - the kind you see in power-suits, walking to work with a BlackBerry glued to their ear. The kind of man who is not afraid to make the first move. He knows what he wants and he gets it. Every. Time.

Why is it then that every guy I've ever dated/hooked up with, has NOT made the first move? That's right - Every. Guy.

And I know I'm not the only one. Girlfriends have been telling me this for ages - guys do not make the first move.

You could argue that it's endearing. It's nice that these guys are trying to be gentlemen. Maybe they're just dense, and don't realize that it's okay to make a move unless you explicitly tell them. But I'm also one to enjoy when a guy makes the first move, even though I haven't had many chances to experience it. Because guys just don't.

I can be shy too, especially because guys can be tricky, and you never really do know if someone is interested unless they tell you, or drop two tonne hints. But I'm also one who doesn't beat around the bush. I'm the type of person who will give every hint in my arsenal, but eventually just come out and ask, Are you ever going to make a move?

It usually takes some courage on my part to do that (liquid, medicinal, or the old fashioned cowardly lion kind). If I can do it, why can't men? They're supposed to be stronger of the species (physically at least - I'm not convinced on mentally).

Maybe they're shy. Maybe they're immature. Maybe it's an issue of self-confidence.

Where have all the Alpha Men gone?

Sports

DDG: Did I tell you about my brother and his sports?

Lindsay: Sports... ?

DDG: Well, it's like basketball, only gay-er.

Lindsay: I... don't even know how to respond to that.

Long Way To Go

We've got a long way to go.
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come.
We've got a long way to go;
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer.

His/Her skin wasn't the same color as mine but he/she was fine, he/she was fine.
If all men are made equal then he/she was fine, he/she was fine.
Up until the time we went out on a date, I was fine, I was fine.
Now I'm getting dirty looks I wonder what they'd say if we were blind, we were blind people.

We've got a long way to go.
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come.
We've got a long way to go;
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer.

Beauty is beauty, whether it's black or white,
Yellow or green baby, you know what I mean.
What if Picasso only used one color?
There shouldn't be a rule how to choose your lover.
Lovers in love is such a wonderful thing,
Maybe in time we'll get together and sing.
I really hope so, there's nothing wrong with this picture.
We got a long way to go, we gotta get there quicker.

What color is love?

All men are created equal.
Children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged,
By the colour of their skin, but by the content of their character.
This will be the day when all of God's children, will be able to sing with a new meaning.

Little Black Sandals

I'm being dragged down, down by the hand,
The hand of a golden giant man.
He's crushing my knuckles, splitting my skin,
He says he'll let go if only I'd ask it of him.
He says Girl, it's your call,
You wanna fly, you wanna fall?
So I shout, I wanna get away from you as fast as I can,
I tell my feet to move it, I hope they have a plan.

These little black sandals are walking me away,
These little black sandals are heading the right way.
These little black sandals are walking me away,
These little black sandals saved my life today.

So now I'm free, free, from the big bad giant who was stalking me.
Thank you feet, for guiding me,
I'm glad somehow I got brains down there, at least.

Sometimes I'm tempted, sometimes I am,
I would be lying if I said I didn't miss that giant man.
He was the line between pleasure and pain,
But me and the feet have some years to reclaim.

These little black sandals are walking me away,
These little black sandals are heading the right way.
These little black sandals are walking me away,
These little black sandals saved my life today.

Return of the Ex

Why do ex-boyfriends insist on contacting their ex-girlfriends?

I don't think I can name one self-respecting female I know who would voluntarily contact any of her ex-boyfriends just to, "Say hi!" No, we have much more dignity, and have learned to leave the past, in the past, where it fucking belongs!

Quite a few of my ex-boyfriends have attempted to stay in contact with me after we broke up. To cut them some slack, I do understand the mentality; you spend a lot of time with someone, are very close, and then are expected to cut off all contact?

But at the same time, I say, Yes, you are expected to cut off all contact! We didn't work out. You need to not exist.

I think part of the reason why females cannot stay in contact with their exes is because we are unable to detach ourselves from the situation, whereas men can. It's the same with how women cannot seperate love and sex, whereas men can, and therefore some become nothing more than revolving doors of females in their bed. This isn't a bad thing; it's the truth.

So as I ponder how to send my exes the message that I want them all out of my life, I also stress the fact that I am not a bitch for wanting this. Because after all, as Samantha says, Women are for friends, men are for fucking.

Amen

In the joy of a new beginning, we ask you to help us work for that day, when black will not be asked to get back; when brown can stick around; when yellow will be mellow; when the red man can get ahead, man; and when white will embrace what is right.

Let all those who do justice and love mercy, say Amen.

~ Dr. Joseph Lowery

Idea

You cannot restrain or tame an idea with idle threats,
Once it has crept into the mind.

The mouth will not bite the tongue to keep it in silence:
The sheer promise of bondage, and whips
Will not be enough to aprehend a thought,
As it travels from ear to misinformed ear.

You will protest,
Because you cannot tell a concept
Not to raise its fist in anger,
And you cannot censor that which only exists in theory.
You cannot tell anarchy to stop in its tracks,
When it's feet only exist in the minds of the oppressed.

There is a force out there:
Greater than the media,
Greater than left or right,
Greater than empty lives or promises,
You can try all night to stop the noise.

Universe

The universe may not always play fair, but at least it's got a hell of a sense of humour.
~ Carrie Brandshaw

Speed

We are all moving
At the speed of light
Hoping
For someone
To crash into us

And end the speed
At which we fall