— I Wasn’t Shocked, For a Good Reason

• The Cute and Pregnant Thai Girl
• Humanity vs. Inhumanity
• Slippery Slopes Slide
• Where Are Lines Drawn; When is Enough, Enough?
• Video: Moral Outrage — Calling Out Conservatives, Republicans, & 2nders

The Cute and Pregnant Thai Girl

I met Kip shortly after moving into my new place in August.

She’s a typical 25 year old young Thai lady. Very demure. Cute as a 45-kilo button (100 pounds). She did get a little grouchy when I guessed her age at 29, however. It’s tough. Many age very little between 20 and 40.

She’s my nextdoor neighbor and goes off to work every day to her secretarial job in a nearby hotel. When she comes home, it’s into her room and hibernation until the next day. That was my sole observable critique of her personality. Seemed low energy.

I suspected she had a man in her life when one day she headed off for about a week. Then, a month or so later she headed off again. All was confirmed a few weeks back when an older, mature-presenting Thai man showed up to stay for a few days.

I didn’t ask any questions. I don’t pry, like that.

About then, she began wearing funny clothes. By funny, I mean baggy…and of a pretty stout fabric—like something you’d make curtains with. The first time, I thought nothing of it. When after some days and and seeing that’s all she wore, I got the ah-ha moment.

Jesus I’m so clueless, sometimes…

So one evening when she returned home, I asked, “Kip, do you have a baby under there?”

Humanity vs. Inhumanity

First, life vs. its negation…non-life. Inanimate, inorganic, still, dead. Lifeless.

In the universe, life reproduces itself. For it not to do so could only mean that it’s immortal or it’s dying for keeps. It takes life to reproduce life.

There’s nothing more fundamental. The further we move from single-cell organisms to animals, to mammals, to human “mamminals,” the more participatory, playful, and enjoyable are the actions that surround reproduction. The more animal and human [animal] like they become.

Humans have many billion-dollar industries that touch on one or more aspects of reproduction…from dating to courting to wooing to attracting to preening to mating rituals to olfactory factors to silk linens. From a twinkle in an eye to foreplay to intercourse to a delivery room to a pink or blue nursery.

If you stop and really think on it, deeply, and follow all the connections and nuances, it’s as though all of our human activity is, in one way or another, inexorably linked to reproducing our lives…to rejuvenate and renew.

Yet in so many places we can look, this core natural fundamental isn’t understood or recognized. In many cul-de-sacs and ideological waypoints, reproduction is regarded as inconvenient at best, life destroying at worst.

Imagine what sort of ironic mind one must possess to craft a worldview where the very thing that rejuvenates all—reproduced life—is seen as detrimental to other “ideals” (ideals for whom and for what?) that somehow take precedence over the very thing that makes everything else not only possible, but meaningful.

Without life and renewed, reproduced life, all becomes meaningless.

What would be the point?

Slippery Slopes Slide

It’s not like we haven’t been warned forever that these anti-life ideologies would one day come to enjoy such prominence that we’ll see them institutionally paraded right in front of our faces daily.

They call it a sign of The End Times, and given the fundamental nature of it, how far off is that, even though they’re speaking of divine intervention? More and more it seems as though one man’s rational, scientific, material nature is closer than some would like to think to another man’s mystical God.

…But the dire warnings and predictions just seemed too far fetched, didn’t they? After all, it’s just a bit of tidying up, after all. It’s not as though we’re talkin’ about a philosophy of death and destruction, without any rejuvenation.

Rape and incest! Gotta have that, at least! Have you no compassion or empathy!?

But if you think back and set aside the fact that most of the dire warnings came from the devoutly religious, what I now recognize is that while the admonitions and warnings were couched in practical things like abortion is murder, it was deeper than that.

On the superficial, it was that things like abortion, birth control, limits on number of offspring, population-bomb hysteria, own nothing, be a cog and a number, etc., all went against someone’s God’s plan for humanity.

What we can now understand—or at least I can—is that all those “fallacies” dismissed as slippery slopes have slid all the way down and whether you’re talking from the perspective of the God you worship or the natural order that gives you a kind of emotional and spiritual strength, we’re in the shit either way because anti-life has nothing to offer the living whatsoever.

And yet that is the new religion that’s being proselytized daily from on high, all around us, and through our devices and their controlled apps.

Where Are Lines Drawn; When is Enough, Enough?

“Yes!” replied Kip, with an unmistakable joy and eye twinkle that, given her shy and reserved femininity seemed almost like an outburst of exuberance.

Resisting the urge to say something naughty like “what have you been up to?” I instead asked cheerily, “boy or girl?”

“The doctor say 90% girl, 10% boy,” and immediately recognizing the ambiguity, corrected herself…”90% it’s a girl, 10% it’s a boy.”

Then she related that she’s 6 months along, 3 to go; figures she’ll keep working at least a couple of more months. It looks like her man isn’t poor (drives a late model medium sized SUV) so that should be workable. What’s remarkable is that when I met her she was already close to 3 months along and didn’t show it a bit and it was only at 5 months that there began to be signs of life in there.

Amazing Thai chicks…

…What inspired this post was that a day or so later while on my walk with my camera in hand, I imagined asking that question and getting back a sneering, seething, ugly barrage about assuming gender…or more accurately…assuming that such a thing could be decided when it’s the child [children?] that eventually gets to pick whether they/them are boys or girls. Or whatever the tiresome tally is up to by now.

And then I wondered, what if that barrage was from a family member, friend, co-worker, colleague, associate…and then what?

Given all we’ve already witnessed as to how all the dire warnings have come to pass, with compounded interest—all dismissed as crackpot conspiracy theories and the like—when do we take heed that this is serious shit, enough of this shit, I won’t take this shit any longer…and if you’re going to spout that shit, then I don’t give a shit if you’re my mom, you’re on my shit list until you get your shit in order?

And that’s the nice treatment…because it’s your mom spouting bullshit.

How about a lifelong friend? At what point do you tell them that’s it’s been a long time in coming, but it’s time that they fucked off and had an ice day?

And mean it?

You see, my problem is that my whole adult life I have seen inch-mile, give many more inches adding up to miles and miles by conservatives, Republicans, and the devout. They’re chock full of their apocalyptic warnings, but to actually do anything effective about any of them?

They never, ever, take a no-father stand that’s held no-matter-what.

Never.

Hell, they’ll even let their churches be shuttered for the purported reasons of their own “safety.”

Watch the video for the real vitriol. This post was written in a far gentler style in order to offset that.

Video: Moral Outrage — Calling Out Conservatives, Republicans, & 2nders