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Nov
18

Justice, slow in coming, many say it’s blind. Some believe in a cosmic balance, fate, karma, we reap as we sow…

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I call BS on the above. Like most things we have the power to observe, Justice is random, karma only occurs through Chaos happening to get it right sometimes. Of course, sometimes actions can channel fate. A man raping people’s daughters is more likely to be killed than the married guy selling you sliced cheese at Albertsons. Still there’s no guarantee, maybe cheese slicer cut his finger and walked by the crime scene and his blood splashed near the rolled up carpet with a lump in it. Justice is served.

Okay Boneman, tangent much?

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Wait, I have a point. Now I said Justice is random. This isn’t completely true. Even before the production of alcohol and religion created the need for cities and towns, tribes had rules, ethics, and morality. They might be looser to interpretation, but sometimes flexibility is a good thing. It isn’t too different today. Justice is usually more likely to be determined by the judge who’s picked, the jury present, and the price of the lawyer, more so than the man or woman who has their fate in their hands.

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Okay are you ready? Are you really ready? Sit back, take a deep breath, hold it. Lean forward and breath it out your nose.

I know you were raised to believe Laws exist to help us and are good morale binders. To bad they aren’t real. Let’s just ponder this shall we. I’ll pick on the USA, cuz, um, I live here. And here goes…

 

  • A few hundred years ago, not a single written law existed.

 

  • Someone didn’t trust his fellows, so he started to imagine all the ways he could control and punish them for doing anything he decided was wrong.

 

  • Religion helped, but has never been enough to really keep people in line, so officers were hired to do so. The people making the laws hired the officers and the officers enforced the rules they designed and put onto paper.

 

  • Now people who were caught breaking the laws, some other guy thought up and imposed on everyone, could have their freedom, currency, and even life taken away.

 

  • Many laws remain arbitrary and change constantly, proving they had no real moral necessity, longevity, or real justification. Examples include, laws regarding slavery, voting rights, alcohol laws, drug laws, dueling, rules against Tribal Americans…

 

  • A new wave of people coming to power also change laws, which again proves their arbitrary nature.

 

  • Many laws change from state to state. Not only does the law exist or not, but even similar laws have different punishments. So a person’s legal fate is determined by imaginary distinctions in land masses, which were made up, and no one can see.

 

I could go on, but I think you see the point. Laws are things thought up by mostly people who are now dead. Their legitimacy is drawn into question by their inability to stay constant over time or even over different parts of the same country. From officers to judge—personal choice, random chance, and ulterior motives alter outcomes, so that even within the same law, no two people are ever treated equally.

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So yeah, um… you wrote down the law. Yep, I see it printed there. It didn’t exist for 99.99999999999999999999% of human’s time here on earth and might be dismissed as nonsense or outdated in twenty years, but…  “Shut up, damn it, spend the night in jail and give me a bunch of your money.”

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Oh yeah and if you are rich enough, you don’t really have to worry about it.

Mostly these fines are made to help tax you for being naughty without the Ultra 1% having to say they created more taxes.

So what about Justice?

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It’s Law versus Chaos and Chaos always wins. Whether it is the entropy cracking your new driveway or you drawing the judge who hates you because you’re a *****, chaos rules everything. Law can fight back and control a little corner for a decade or two, but in the end Chaos tears it all away. Just ask the Romans.

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So light a candle and hope a dead man’s imagined rules will protect you through the dark night, but as with most made up ideals, Laws can hurt as often as they help, right Religion? If you don’t believe me, ask the guy getting beheaded for being gay, his overseers believe they are behaving without the bounds of decency.

Justice is served.

The only true law is the law of nature, which strangely most people in my country can avoid. The law of nature would say an out of shape, obese man cannot travel 10 miles when it’s 102 degrees. Oh wait, opps he can, because he can hop into his car and crack up the air conditioning.

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So screw it, we ignore the real laws and give lip service to fake crap some dead guy, I’d probably hate, made up out of nothing other than his prejudices, desire to control others, and motivations force them to follow his believe system. “I can’t trust these low-lives to be decent on their own, so I’ll make them bend the knee to what I decided is right.”

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In closing, I consider myself a just person. I really don’t get into too much trouble and I’m wicked pissa nice to most people I meet. I avoid crossing paths with criminals and cops, because I hate gangs. Yeah, I’m avoiding the net every day I can. The net sure is real when it catches you and you have to pay all sorts of prices, but like a boat full of animals which repopulated the earth, in the end it is all mostly made up crap which fades over time, and is about as moral as some of those holy books. An eye for an eye. Oh wait, maybe I should turn the other cheek. Or if you try to talk to me about the legitimacy of these imagined rules, you just might see both of mine while I moon you from the top of the mountain.

I’ll be up their talking to my burning beer bottle while writing up some new commandments for you. Hell, I heard anyone can do it.

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Nov
10

Normal reality you are slipping, when you start Road Tripping.

Those of you who have been following WildernessPunk for a while will remember much of the original posting revolved around some serious Road Tripping across the grand old US of A. Whether you’re for or against this country, you have to love the environments contained within. We have more open land in some of our states than whole countries enjoy.

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Yet, besides a few exceptions, I’ve been much more grounded this year. This doesn’t have to be a bad thing, but travel does something for your soul. I think we should all remember it doesn’t have to be something super special or a big deal to help us bust out of our routine with knew sights and experiences.

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Case in point, I’m in Sierra Vista and having a great time just walking around and exploring the place and yep, it really isn’t too exciting here…so far.

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Why is this? Why does going to a different place, even one less excited then the one we just left, still do it for us? It is just not knowing what might be around the next bend, even though it’s likely to be a KFC? It is the chance to see new environments or maybe spy some animals? Perhaps meeting knew people just a little different than yourself might be the thing.

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Sometimes it obvious. Staying in Mexican Hat, nestled against the cliffs lining the San Juan river, with my father last year, well, obviously that experience was powerful. Some things are just going to be great. Going to Colorado for the first time, heading to Europe, yeah, somethings will just be an awesomeness no brainer, but what about the littler trips, which still raise your spirits and bring out a feeling of adventure in our souls even as we watch those around us going through their mundania?

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Could the anonymity be part of it? “No one knows me here, how exciting. I could re-invent myself. I’m a man of mystery in this place.” This could be part of it, but if we live in a city or a town of any real size, we could roll all day and not see a single person we know, sometimes even when we want to. It could contribute, but naw.

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Maybe it’s not so much where we are, but what we’ve left behind. Maybe what we left behind is something ten times better then way we are. Nope, won’t be moving to Sierra Vista.  But this isn’t the point, maybe it is more of the trials and responsibilities we have left behind which have a hard time touching us. Let’s think about some things which cannot happen when we’re on the road or in a different place. This might not apply for every single person, but I’m making sweeping statements, it’s what I do. We’re all good at something. I’m good at sweeping statements and bumping my head.

 

  • Most of us won’t be working our normal jobs.

 

  • We aren’t doing our usual chores.

 

  • Many will not even be cooking or so much as picking a towel up off the floor.

 

  • No dropping the kids off at school or various social functions.

 

  • We leave our, “I’m too busy tos” behind and we can often catch up on goals and projects we never seem to have time for, even if it’s something as simple as reading a novel.

 

  • For the most part, there are no interruptions from spending time with loved ones and friends. No… “I’ll see you after work, school, or next weekend,” nope we’re in this together. This could be the best reason for a lot of us.

 

So don’t make a big deal about it. No need for weeks of planning or blowing half your paycheck. Just grab someone you care about and head out and discover a new place. A little adventure never hurts the soul, so happy Road Tripping my friends. And if you see me hitchhiking along the road, please slow down and pick me up or at least toss me a beer as you drive by.

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Nov
04

Yep, pleasure, we all like it, sometimes maybe too much. Pleasure gives us reasons to live, but in some cases, can also hurt or even cut our lives short, if we aren’t careful. Yet, like most things in life, there are many misunderstanding on the dichotomy between Pleasure and payback, as well as what Pleasure really is and what kind we could be striving for.

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When I say Pleasure, what comes to mind… good food, relaxing, when you’re in the middle of your favorite hobby, being with people you care about, drugs, sex? For some people finding pressure can be quite an elaborate process, whether you are spending nine hours trying to score your drugs or flying all day to visit Rome. For others it could be as simple as quick leftovers, so they can enjoy the new episode of The Walking Dead.

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But what really is pleasure and why do we want it? Also, why are some people searching for it more than others and in so many different ways?

First let’s discuss why we feel pleasure at all. Most aspects of any animal’s existence revolve around methods of keeping them alive and continuing the species. Not to quote Bear Grylls on purpose, but the first things we need to survive are shelter and food. We might not feel like we’re having pleasure sitting under a lean-to in the rain, but we’re enjoying it a lot more than having the rain blast us. Food which tastes good is easier to eat and we’re more likely to do so. Both of these motivations for a more pleasant experience in life are likely to keep us above ground.

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Still, after a while, we rush through meals and for most of the folks reading this, you’re used to having a roof over your head to the point you don’t notice it much. It has become a given. If someone was going to ask you what you intended to do for fun this weekend, I doubt you would say, “I’m going to enjoy not being exposed to the elements and make sure I don’t become malnourished.”

As with much of life, Humanity has evolved beyond these baser animal needs, or at least us lucky privileged few have. This evolution has also affected what we desire. In the land of plenty, there are more and more options. We will do many things this weekend and most likely about 90% of your activities, if not more, will be things it would have been impossible to do a hundred years ago. We might see a movie, try some new ethnic foods, go wind surfing, fly over the Grand Canyon, or drive out to explore some place a hundred miles away.

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Let’s look at the difference between our base, perhaps Pleasure driven survival needs, and what we’ve become. Some things always make me want to laugh. We have a thousand layers of perfected manners and political correctness, but no matter how evolved we might like to imagine ourselves, sex drives us crazy. We want sex, need sex, will do anything for it… or will we? “No, I’ve risen above such base needs, I respect the opposite gender and, oh fuck it, just nail me!”

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I know, I’m crass, but am I wrong and what might evolving past such needs mean? Oh, now I can just find my splinter group of weirdness online or use phone aps for dating. I’m so advanced. Hell, back in the old days you had to go out and meet people to have sex. What fools.

We could talk about sex all night, or well I could, but let’s move on, my step mom might be reading this.

Food and shelter has lost all semblance of anything approaching reality.  Some of the poorest people in this country, might have air conditioning or central heating which puts them centuries ahead of most of the wealthiest individuals who have lived for the last 6000 years. I could be close to dead dog broke, but still grab some shrimp tonight if I wanted. Could 99.9999% of humanity have done that since, err, the dawn off…humanity?

In our current state, Pleasure has been elevated to an unneeded extent. “Oh, I feel like ice cream and darn there are only 80 styles of choose from. Perhaps I’ll pick from thousands of streaming movies while I sit on my expanding ass.”

We think about pleasure killing us. “Three people will die from opiates before this program is complete,” but despite how horrible some types of drug addictions are, can they even hold a flicking candle in the rain to how many people die from obesity related causes? I’ll just say it, if you’re dishing on meth users when you watch television over four hours a day and are fifty pounds overweight, you can eat a big fuck you sandwich. I’m not in favor of meth, but if you think you can stand on some high horse, you need to readjust your thinking.

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It wouldn’t be too hard to argue our evolution in Pleasure is killing many of us and again I would think obesity more than kicks drug use in taking the most people down. But extreme sports, driving drunk, relationships, and letting a good night lead you into the wrong environment, can also become a way where the pursuit of happiness takes you out.

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Perhaps we should look toward what our real purpose in life might be. Are we like the drummer in Spinal Tap…? “Have a good time, all the time.” Should life be a Dionysian attempt to have fun each day? Well, um, yeah. Still many of us have children and responsibilities. But why have kids if they aren’t fun. You have fun with your kids, right? Yes.

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Pleasure doesn’t need to be something we build up to some grand vision. If taking your kids out for pizza is fun, then have at it. If you’re single and feel the need to get some snuggle, good luck to you. Maybe some other guy wants to eat some of those happy mushrooms and run around in the woods, just watch out for cliffs and cactus buddy. Perhaps all you want to do is watch a little Stand Up at home on a Saturday Night.

I’m certainly not going to dictate what’s right and wrong in our pursuit of Pleasure, but might have to quote a little Crowley, “Do as thou Wilt, as long as it hurts none.” Still we all need to keep in mind, to be careful when judging how others might be finding their own joy. Religion followers should not come down on gays because being with someone of the same sex is how they find fulfillment and perhaps gays shouldn’t come down on people who feel more complete and safe because they convinced themselves some deity watches over them. Who is anyone to judge another? When is really comes down to it, none of us know much about why we’re really here. Hell, maybe homosexually is a progressive evolutionary leap, but then again, maybe there could be a Christian God.  Personally, I don’t think so, but I could be wrong, because, I’m just a silly human. What do I know?

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I talk about Yig a bit on these pages, but when it comes to pleasure, Dionysus holds the cornucopia of desire on high. So, let me end with this. The other day Dionysus appeared to me in the guise of a burning wine bottle and said, “The secret of life is to have some fun and do something you like every day.” Pretty simple, but then again, simple things give me Pleasure.

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Oct
29

Genre:  Science Fiction

Publisher:  Titan Books

Published: 2017

Reviewer Rating:  3 Stars

Reviewer:  Michael D. Griffiths

 

The Beauty by Aliya Whiteley is a strange sort of Science Fiction. Original and odd, this story takes you in an unexpected u-turn within the first few chapters and then just keeps getting more bizarre.

The Beauty by Aliya Whiteley

The tale starts as we follow Nate, the local story teller, for a future dystopian society. He needs to do what he can to keep up the morale of his small village, since a deadly plague has killed all the females on the globe.

Later he is captured by a biped female like creature made from fungus. After weeks of terrified imprisonment, he breaks down and has sex with the thing. Soon after, he gets released and every man in the village gets his own fungus beast, which Nate calls The Beauty.

Some men find the sex better than nothing, but many resist The Beauty. Soon violence begins as The Beauty start to alter the forms of the men who fail to resist their desires.

This story may be one of the more original tales I have read in a while, but it has a few downsides. First and foremost, this is not a novel, but more of a novella. It is padded with a second short story, which has three blank pages between every chapter. It just leaves me thinking, ‘Hell, I wish I could get one of my longer short stories published as a novel.’ It also leaves the story undone. Instead of finishing the journey we start out on, we are just left with a Twilight Zone ending and feeling like we watched a thirty-minute show. Also, I like a little perversion as much as the next guy, but this got to be much more gross than sexy.

Again, very unique and well thought out, but not really my thing. I might have given it a lower grade if it was not so original. I have to give some props for that.

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Oct
21

Genre:  Science Fiction

Publisher:  Vintage

Published: 2016

Reviewer Rating: 4.5 Stars

Reviewer:  Michael D. Griffiths

 

Version Control by Dexter Palmer

Version Control by Dexter Palmer is a Science Fiction novel, heavy on the science side and low on the fantastic. The upside is the reader might learn more than a little about psychics along the way as they follow Rebecca and a handful of characters who work or live around the time machine Rebecca’s husband is attempting to create.

Like most real science, the device is going through trail after trail with no noticeable results. While the months pass, we get to know Rebecca and the other people who work with her husband Philip. The beginning of this novel allows us to learn the history and motivations of the cast long before anything unusual occurs. In many ways, this could be considered more of a modern literary novel than a science fiction book.

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But just when you have almost forgotten you are reading a science fiction novel, a horrible event creates a catalyst for Rebecca and changes her whole life.

Another interesting aspect of this novel is it uses real science to punch holes in the slip shot time travel stories we might have read previously. It opens, as well as closes, vistas in regard to potential time travel, which most of us have not considered.

This novel is well thought out, smart, and sharp. Possible downsides could be its length for some people, about 500 pages. I like long novels, although it is about twice the size of most books I have read this year. Also, if you are looking for Star Wars or The Time Machine, this is not it.  If you want a slow and thoughtful look at the possibility of time travel through the eyes of well-developed characters, then this is one for you to pick up. Still it is a slow build and you go through about 300 pages before any hint of Science Fiction occurs.

I have already mentioned many of the positives you will find here. Palmer takes his time to bring forth characters who find themselves with access to make the impossible happen. If you want more science in your Science Fiction and enjoy playing with the pros and cons of time travel check this out.

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Oct
20

I invented a new word. Shitidiot. Kind of has a nice ring to it, don’t you think? I swear I wasn’t inspired by Trump, okay, perhaps a little. But this word isn’t about him.

Think on it. There are two major categories of people you might not want to hang out with. Evil people and stupid people. Still each of these things on its own has some level of respectability. For instance, the wealthiest one percent. They are shit ass evil, but they aren’t idiots. The people who vote for them might be, but they are living large and are an inspiration to, so many would be evil scumbags.

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.Conversely, you have the idiot. This might be just a guy whose goals and choices are much simpler than yours. Anyone who watching more than four hours of sports a day while growing less fit themselves or the guy who thinks facts are not obstacles to slow you down while seeking the truth, falls in the idiot zone.

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The evil one percenters, might by their nature, be getting more evil accomplished on a wider scale, but then again, you almost have to give them some level of respect. When they go to war with a country to steal its resources, they have no delusions about it. They have come to grips with their desires and are willing to fulfill them regardless of the consequences. There is a certain honor in just admitting, “I’m going to strive to be self-centered and take whatever I want for me and mine. Call me evil, I don’t care. I will kill, confuse, and trick my way and no rules apply, unless I get caught. Even then, nine times out of ten I’ll figure a way to forge ahead.”

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“Would you like to grab my wife’s pussy Mr. President or perhaps walk into my teenaged daughter’s room while she changes?”

Idiots can be annoying as well, but sometimes dumb hijinks are fun too. Honest laughter over nothing important can be releasing. The simple life can take a load off your shoulders. Sometimes being with certain folk is like being in the woods with friends as a kid. Hey look, a frog.

It’s when the two combine which takes reality to a new level of annoying. Yes, I know the richest 1% weld an evil which overwhelms some random dumbasss holding a tiki torch in a Klan march, but how often do most of us ever met such devils made flesh?

Instead most of us are plagued by a lower level of a malign fool and depending on how well you managed to insulate yourself for the rest of the world, it could easily be on a daily basis. If you work at the wrong place, it could be hourly or every few minutes.

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I had a friend once who was an idiot. Just a dumb ass. The guy that would try to punch you and then fall in the mud. He’d come to visit and pour himself a half gallon of vodka and OJ before I would wake up and start heckling the people walking by in front of my place. Just a knucklehead. Then he tried to rape my girlfriend’s roommate. You just became a Shitidiot.

How could an evil person lower they standing to Shitidiot? Oh, it’s easy. If someone somehow believed the religion they used to control the masses was real, it would be a good start.  Add to that racism and homophobia. People who believe these things are both evil and dumb, welcome to the world of being a Shitidiot, loser patrol worshippers.

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From the annoying guy at work who’s taking about how the ‘fill in the blank’ group ruined the USA, between his celebrity worshiping fixation, to both of your boss, who hates, ‘fill in the blank,’ many of us have some serious Shitidiot issues to deal with each day.

So for the more enlightened, I give you this new term to help speed through conversations so one can get to the meat of the story. “Yeah when I was at the store this real Shitidiot was in front of me and…”

You can thank me later.

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Oct
14

Four Questions

 

  1. I heard you got divorced, how is that going?

 

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So, yeah, I’m divorced.

But here’s the thing, I went ahead and figured I should stay single for a while, because no woman wants to be the bounce back gal. So, I keep telling them, “No baby, you’re not the bounce back gal, trust me, you’re the bounce-back, bounce -back, bounce-back, bounce-back gal.

That’s okay though, because I think I found a nitch which works for me.

I’ve mostly been seeing divorced moms. We have a little fun, but they break it off and say, “Yeah, Alex Bone thanks for the orgasms and all, but yeah, I can’t risk having you became the father of my children, because well, you know, you’re you.”

I try to look sad, while inside my mind is yelling, “Sweettttttt!”

 

  1. So how do you feel about President Trump?

 

He’s pretty weird.

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  1. Some of my friends quit drinking, where do you stand?

 

So, I was in a store a few days ago and this woman came up to me and asked, “Are you waiting for Liquor?”

I answered, “I’m always waiting for liqueur.”

“I meant do you need to get into the cabinet?

“I think I’m too big to fit inside most cabinets, and why have I been bad.”

“No, I mean do you want to get into the liqueur cabinet.”

“Will I have to come out? Because I hate being teased.”

She called security.

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  1. If you could do one thing to make the United States better what would it be?

 

Think about domestic violence. No one likes it. Well maybe some people like it, but I don’t think we want to hang out with them.

But did you know that yelling at a significant other is considered domestic violence in Arizona? So every single people who’s been in a relationship is guilty of being domestically violent. But I’m thinking this brings up a new option.

If getting physical and shouting are both illegal, I have an idea which would eliminate real domestic violence. Men are stronger and bigger, but on average say only about one word for every five a woman says, and mostly the words men say are things like, “Hey, this is good beer,” or “Daryl’s crossbow is cool.”

What I’m proposing is that men are only allowed to talk during arguments and women can only get physical.

Wait, hear me out. Men would mostly be safe, just stand in a corner and cover your nuts and you should be able to weather the storm and it you can’t, you probably aren’t manly enough to have a girlfriend in the first place. Hit to gym Mr. Tubby.

And how bad would this really be for women? Men forget what they were mad about in about thirty minutes. Offer us a sandwich and we’ll start giving you a foot massage. Even if a guy was really upset, what’s he going to say. “I really just want to hang with my friends once a week and play fantasy football, or and my case Dungeons and Dragons.” Pretty soon the woman would get bored and make themself a sandwich.

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Oct
02

Reciprocity. Trade. Barter. Rare for one to hear someone talking the concept down. Quite the opposite, most people you meet give it lip service as something they seek to do at the very least. Perhaps, you might have a more lawful friend who reminds you some activities should be claimed on your taxes…blah, blah, yawn.

Reciprocity covers all human history and was our currency long before we had… ah, currency. It also, even today, bleeds into other powerful subjects, such as relationships, interaction with friends and family, and affects places like school and working environments.

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The IRS defines Bartering as the act of trading goods or services between two or more parties without the use of money. Bartering can benefit individuals, companies and countries that see a mutual benefit in exchanging goods and services rather than cash. It also enables those who are lacking hard currency to obtain goods and services.”

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And. of course. they want their cut.  “The only thing that is not legal (about Bartering) is failing to claim bartering on your taxes.

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The sad thing is most of us don’t Barter enough for even the most concerned citizen to worry about how to file on their bartering activities. However, if we look at things in a non-economic sense, much of our lives are an arrangement of social barters.

Actions such as parents giving their children taxi service, friends letting a buddy grab a beer, and helping a coworker with something, are overlooked as a series of complex barters. Things can have more subtle layers such as, the guy who cracks people up, the nice person of the opposite sex who always leaves you feeling a little better after a conversation, or the dude who brings extra food camping. Much of this unnoticed Reciprocity goes unpaid and nothing can ever be equal in this world, but even these small social dances alter our perception of ourselves and others.

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Other types of Reciprocity are more obvious. How many of us have helped a friend move, who has, in the past, helped us? If you mooch some food or beverages the last time you visited a buddy, most of you will think to bring a little extra something with you the next time you visit.

I suppose someone could build up their Reciprocity ‘karma’ intentionally, but it is usually an unacknowledged deal between people. Such things are almost never mentioned other than a few sentences of praise when someone throws down for you, or a grumble about someone nearing the end of their mooching rope.

Again, let us harken back to days of yore. Slow down and contemplate the majority of our existence as a species. The invention of money is a very recent event. Many have speculated organized religion appears in roughly the same time period as currency. The control of property along with the control of your mind.

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So much of life can involve running on a treadmill, not for yourself, but for others. We can feel trapped under an imaginary ceiling. “This is how much money you are allowed this month for the amount of time you’re willing to throw away.” Barter fights against such a concept. In theory, there is no limit to what you could achieve. Kind words and noble acts are paid off with acquiring things which you might have waited months for. Often you are doing a favor for someone in the process.

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So what is my point?

Reciprocity is a system of honor hundreds of times older than our current method of measuring goods. Sometimes newer can be better, but staying under the radar and living free is better still. We have enough which rips us away from our animal nature. Reciprocity brings us back to the soul of man and womankind. The ability to judge yourself what is right, just, and measure it as you see fit and not have it decided by nameless others one has never met.

Whether it happens online or with your oldest friend, we all save when things are shared instead of discarded, when trips are made together, and when events, projects, and activities are done with others.

Isn’t this what life is about? So spend some time helping someone you care for, flip off the tax man, and make the world a little bit of a better place.

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Boney Utah

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new beds

New Beds I just bartered For

Sep
26

Genre:  Dark Fantasy

Publisher:  Chizine

Published: 2012

Reviewer Rating:  2 Stars

Reviewer:  Michael D. Griffiths

 

Ninja Versus Pirate Featuring Zombies by James Marshall

Ninja Versus Pirate Featuring Zombies by James Marshall was published by Chizine, which has always been one of my favorite publishing houses, but if I had read this one of their novels first, I might not have ever enjoyed their others. Most of their novels run through the 4-5 Star range, but NVPFZ is by far the poorest novel, I have not only seen from them, but in 2017 as well.

First off, this mess takes place in a high school, so in addition to its other faults it is supposed to be young adult. This high school is a chaotic mess of supernatural hijinks, where kids die while others sit back and watch. They drink whiskey and talk about how much cooler they are than anything else on the planet.

The school is surreal, like an arty attempt at extremism, which just becomes annoying and leaves you feeling you are not reading a story with a plot or a purpose, but rather the three am ramblings of a guy who dropped out of the creative writing department in college to pursue a career in drug addiction.

pirate vs ninja

I am not trying to be overly harsh, but I have been reading so many powerful novels of late that this was like a smack in the shin with a hockey stick. Even the title is annoying, like someone fishing for tag words.

Good things, creative, a good idea of what life would be like if you entered a plane controlled by Chaos.

Still if this is a realm of Chaos, take me to the next one.

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Zombie maggot

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Sep
24

Hello dear readers and explorers seeking the truth of the wild within our modern explosion of technological ease. Sorry for a little gap since my last post. I had a WP written, proofed, and ready to rip, but withheld it due to an overabundance of personal discourse and negativity.

Yeah, I chose to spare you all that.

Arches

Instead, I’m looking to take us into a different direction. Those of you who have followed the WildernessPunk posts, will remember I was living off the land a year ago, sleeping in the wilds while making most of my cash, which allowed me to do so, through writing and web based gigs. Thus, the origin of the WildernessPunk ideal.

Camp ! Writing Spot

 

You might also be aware, I’ve been wrestling a bit with the legitimacy of continuing my posts, now that I have a roof over my head and live in the middle of a sprawling city. (Tucson’s population might not be huge, but it’s dimensions covers the same amount of land as New York City, including the borrows.)

Yet, after some time away from The Castle and in the middle of town, I’ve engaged in a new line of thinking. Is the goal of WildernessPunk to shine the light on one person, who with a little love and luck, is able to reach some blissful state for a few months or should it be a more universal concept or goal?

Gecko

 

 

Is the parent coming home from a job, they drive to, going to get much use out of stories taking place in the forest, while they’re making dinner for three children? Besides escapism and poking some neurons, its stays a less than practical application.

If you add suburbia to the cities, we are talking about the majority of this country’s population. (According to new numbers released from the U.S. Census Bureau, 80.7 percent of the U.S. population lived in urban areas as of the 2010 Census, a boost from the 79 percent counted in 2000.) Most other countries are similar and are, in many cases, more developed. In light of these facts, what if we looked at this WildernessPunk with a different perspective. Instead of proclaiming the glory of the wilds, in an Edward Abbey manner. “It’s great out here for the chosen few, aren’t you jealous of my million dollar view?”

Monument Valley

Since most of us live in industrialized areas, what if the concept of WildernessPunk could be the idea of people within the city looking out? Finding a way to protect what is left of our natural world, while also returning it into the city.

The Wilderness aspect could be our elevation of its importance in our life and our respect for it. The Punk could represent our tricky and creative methods used to preserve and restore nature, even when surrounding by of sea of big boxes and right angles. Also, perhaps using high tech methods of environmental protection, which are new inventions, but the type of imaginative things that will give us a chance to keep our species and all creatures living on this beautiful planet.

Safety Beer

So yeah, that’s it. On one hand simple and on the other it becomes the greatest and most important issue we will ever face. We don’t need to live like we have a safety cap on our lives to help. Let’s explore ways, we can stretch our muscles as well as our dollar, while helping both ourselves, our country, and the environment together. Buckle in. Let’s go!

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cyber city

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Bone Bush