Holed up in his London flat, Jonathon Green has been toiling among his antique books for years, trying to bring a great work to the masses. That work includes 1,740 terms for sexual intercourse (boozle, bop, bonk, bake the biscuits), 4,589 related to getting drunk (atomized, above par, unable to hit the ground with one’s…
Ever since the time. I went to school. Different teachers! different methodologies In teaching.
I can remember the one too many teachers. And how they taught us to learn, think. Some were strict! Some not too strict. Some in-between.
Now! I am not one for conformity! Far from it!
But! If you remember? There was some that really got to us and made us really learn what they were teaching. And some? We would think to ourselves: “when is recess, lunchtime, end of school?”
I had teachers who used the yardstick, paddle, or! To the principal’s office. Like that worked! I had one teacher, who would grab my hair and move my head back & forth.
Keep in mind! At that time I was dealing with teachers who were so close! To retirement! But! Not close enough to suit me!
It’s the inconsistencies that screw us up! We go from one teacher to another, to another so on.
Teachers more than likely think:”if I can learn it!” “you can too!” CRAP!
Each child! Is different!
There’s a saying. “it’s not so much what you learn!” “it’s how you learn!”
To put it another way? For teachers. “it’s not what you teach!” But! “how you teach it!”
When I was single. My life was nothing! Now! I am enjoying my rediscovered life.
The single life was at times fun. But then. Loneliness set in. Because everyone I knew was in the process of getting married. And that left me with? ME!
Then! I did not know it at the time. But I did make the most blunderous mistake in my life. I thought I married someone who loved me as much as I loved her. But that was not the case.
As some of you know. I did write a never ending saga of “MY LIFE & TIMES OF A SEMI-BATCHELOR”. You know what I went through.
LIFE! AFTER DEATH
I am now a bit happier than before. What I find interesting is. As much money! As she did have. She could have spent it. Paying bills and then some. But she refused! You heard it right!
Now! I am doing more with less money. While she has more money and doing less.
With what little, I do have. I find that. Single life does have its ups/downs. As with any and all things in life. I am happy because I can do what I want. Buy anything I want. Etc.
Once you learn about single life. Then marriage. Then life after death aka marriage! You begin to like the single life again.
When I was growing up. My parents did not bother to tell me about anything! Except! How they were brought up. That was it. They were very tight-lipped.
It’s a shame! We will grow up not knowing who or what we are. The funny thing is! When my mom would talk to her sister. She would talk in the Lithuanian language. To keep me from hearing how bad she would complain about me to her. Dad did not speak German at all.
He did tell me about his parents came to the USA. Illegally. Both were abused growing up.
But! Not knowing! It leaves nothing to pass on.
To me! The 60’s! We’re less traumatic. Than today.
We had our share of problems. But we lived through it.
The on’s that got to us were? JFK assassination, RFK, MLK, Bay of pigs. Of course! The war in Viet Nam. So on!
Where did we lose it? Just a guess! In no specific order.
The gas shortage (so-called?), disco, video games, cabbage patch dolls, rap/hip-hop, PC. Unfortunately! The list is endless!
We did let ourselves be taken in by all of what went on. And did not know it! Things changed so fast for us.
We were happy! With what we had. We got lazy! By all of it.
And now? We all are paying for it! In more ways than one!
When I was growing up! About age 11. My tastes in music changed. I moved away from rock-n-roll. And began listening to classical music. YES! I did miss out on some rock-n-roll. But! None the worse.
I was lucky enough to be born in a time when FM was just coming into its own. At that time. AM stations were duplicating on FM. Some started their programming at 12 noon. Others 7 pm. There were 4 FM stations that played classical music. I drove my mom nuts! Because I would listen to it.
Later! My tastes changed again to traditional jazz. Then Standards. Then back to rock-n-roll. I missed about 3 years fo rock! But! I learned that!
I went by what I liked/loved. I could not care about! What hot or not. The interesting thing is that the kids in the neighborhood loved my choices in rock!
As we would say in the 60’s, the 70’s! Do your thing! Don’t concern yourself what others think/say!
This is “YOUR” life!
I can remember when! The race to be President was real!
The issues were real, the candidates were real.
We have a narcissist! Who thinks and talks like! He is t(already!) he President! The other? IDK?
As my dad would say: “I would not hit a dog in the ass with either one of them!”
Trump’s comments are outrageous! He is insulting himself! And does not even know it! The same with the people in his camp! They think they are making him look good! But not!
I just see us going off to war. All because of him & his mouth!