I am working on my third orthopedic surgery in as few as…6 months. I am also working on a good case against…growing old. As I sit with leg up, staring at the fake neon stars that I have plastered on my ceiling…I am chased by the ghost of…Ruth past…
A woman of vim and vigor. Outdoorsy and often likened to a forever Phys. Ed., teacher. No matter the meditation…gratitude can be so fleeting but dejection of self can be so…easy. So basic. As simple as, preferring rain over a sunny day.
However, in a spurt of wisdom, years ago, I choose an advocate. She is my wife. She is my life. And, certainly, she sets my shit straight when it starts to go awry!
Recently, out of the blue, whilst I sat in the blues…She said to me,
‘Even with your hair unwashed, bad breath and hopped up on pain medications, you inspire me. Hard to believe your cynicism grows sexier as you grow older!’
Alas, on that note…a thought from Dear old Ben,
The Paradox of Older Women and Young Girls! You choose!
Because as they have more Knowledge of the World and their Minds are better stor’d with Observations, their Conversation is more improving and more lastingly agreable.
Because when Women cease to be handsome, they study to be good. To maintain their Influence over Men, they supply the Diminution of Beauty by an Augmentation of Utility. They learn to do a 1000 Services small and great, and are the most tender and useful of all Friends when you are sick. Thus they continue amiable. And hence there is hardly such a thing to be found as an old Woman who is not a good Woman.
Because there is no hazard of Children, which irregularly produc’d may be attended with much Inconvenience.
Because thro’ more Experience, they are more prudent and discreet in conducting an Intrigue to prevent Suspicion. The Commerce with them is therefore safer with regard to your Reputation. And with regard to theirs, if the Affair should happen to be known, considerate People might be rather inclin’d to excuse an old Woman who would kindly take care of a young Man, form his Manners by her good Counsels, and prevent his ruining his Health and Fortune among mercenary Prostitutes.
Because in every Animal that walks upright, the Deficiency of the Fluids that fill the Muscles appears first in the highest Part: The Face first grows lank and wrinkled; then the Neck; then the Breast and Arms; the lower Parts continuing to the last as plump as ever: So that covering all above with a Basket, and regarding only what is below the Girdle, it is impossible of two Women to know an old from a young one. And as in the dark all Cats are grey, the Pleasure of corporal Enjoyment with an old Woman is at least equal, and frequently superior, every Knack being by Practice capable of Improvement.
Because the Sin is less. The debauching a Virgin may be her Ruin, and make her for Life unhappy.
Because the Compunction is less. The having made a young Girl miserable may give you frequent bitter Reflections; none of which can attend the making an old Woman happy.
Sometimes, it is less difficult to connect the dots to the actions we must take, as to not offend, someone. As it does to, offend. I believe it is a personal mythical goal of mine, to upset as many persons, as possible, before my time is through. Either here on earth, or down in the, oh, so wonderful, balmy, weather, of hell.
At first, my inclination, with Obamacare, would take aim, with pen and paper and keyboard, at, republican woman. I wanted to know such things as:
Don’t we share the same reproductive organs?
Is it okay for Sally to give birth to a child at the age of 12? That is, knowing that, Sally had been raped by her father. Her father, who is a well known, crack addict and I.V., drug user?
Should I, and many female artists I know, not be paid the same wage for the same job?
Should I have to worry, along with finances, heat, food on the table and taking care of my disabled spouse, about medical benefits, that are due to my wife?
What gives? I paid into the system for over 35 years. Social Security is not a privilege! It’s my money! Isn’t it?
After much consideration,
I decided that narrowing my editorial to just ‘evangelic, over zealous, white, upper middle class, women, would be an injustice.
Is Obamacare flawed?
Yes, indeed. As is most, historical, unprecedented, government outreaches, are! Should we attempt to fix an ailing but still quite, prolific, an workable, united health care system?
Shit, yes, we should.
Without much thought, I can count on at least one hand, families, that have benefited from a Universal Health care. Families that were given the shit end of the shitty stick, just by being born. Couples, individuals, and alike, who by simple proxy and alignment of the stars, have yet to pass GO and collect $200.
This is neither their fault, nor the fault of their up bringing. They live in houses where heat is purchased at the local convenience store, at $10, at shot. They cloth their children with other’s passed by clothing. They sell family heirlooms, collectibles, and what not, to get thru winter. Only to see that the beat up old Cavalier will not pass inspection in the spring.
Okay, JEB, Mr. Chris (I need a diet) Christie and/or the a sundry of other republicans, what do you purpose we do? Take that cancer treatment away? Cancer treatment that a friend needed but most likely would have not received. Had it not been for mandated health care.
These are obvious flaws in the republican’s attempt at making nice nice with those who HAVE! Honestly, they could care less about the have not’s!
So, I will attempt to spin this another way:
Coming up on Groundhog Day, 2016, I hope to have achieved something, my mother never thought possible. I will, with the grace of a Higher Power, have 15 years of sobriety.
To put it bluntly,
“I woke up one day. Saw my fucked up looking shadow…and, knew, I needed to quit drinking!”
We are in the midst of not only an epidemic of violence that far out reaches anything I witnessed as a child in the 70’s. We are also, knee deep and in the thick of it, becoming a nation dependent on Heroin.
Back in the day, you could check in and promise to…pay it forward or pay it back, bit by bit, at rehabs. That is before, rehabs became the trending topic of conversation.
It should also be noted, that when attending meetings, N.A. and/or A.A., it is typical to see, a housewife, a business person, a public official, etc.
I’m not great at math. That is why I went into writing and psychology. But, with that said; how the hell do we take care of the growing number of addicts? Who pays for their room and board? Rehab and mental health counseling does not grow on trees. And, even if it did, someone would have to pay for those trees!
It is obvious that to combat the on going crisis of addiction in this country, we must provide, healthcare coverage. It is also evident that the way to stop addiction is by education. I do not see removal of a Universal Healthcare coverage…as alleviating that issue.
“My insurance will pay my primary care doctor more for a 10-minute appointment for the flu than it will allow my psychiatrist for an hour-long treatment session. For this reason, my own psychiatrist, along with many others, no longer accepts insurance.”
This kind of situation should be rectified. Not eliminated altogether. In America, these days, it seems we provide the race, give you the sneakers in which to run in, but if you aren’t pass the halfway mark in record time…you become, eliminated. In more ways than one.
10 Favorited, Inspirations, for the, Neurotic and the Emotional!
What is life?
It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. -Crowfoot
Valor is a gift. Those having it never know for sure if they have it til the test comes. And, those having it in one test never know for sure if they will have it when the next test comes. -Carl Sandburg
Real knowledge is to know the extent of one’s ignorance. -Confucius
Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young. -Benjamin Franklin
When walking the dog…never look where you have fallen, but be weary as to, where you have stepped.
Knock on the sky and listen to the sound. -Zen saying
Believe those who are seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it. -Alfred Lord Tennyson
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart, is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.
May you live all the days, of your life. -Jonathan Swift
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