I was buying some White Claw at a local gas station when this pickup pulled up with two scooters in the bed. From somewhere in the bed of the truck a kid crawled out who had been invisible.
I said to him “were you wearing a seat belt young man”. He gave me a brief deer in the headlights look, then I said “I’m just messing with you. I don’t give a fuck.” He said “it’s all good. I had to be back there or the scooter would have fallen out.”
These are my kind of kids. They are doing stupid boy shit, that in some very small number of cases gets them killed, but in the 99% plus number of cases hurts no one and no thing. And they are not living like fucking cowards.
I did crap like that all the time when I was younger. I remember contemplating for some time jumping down the main staircase in my home, which was pretty long, probably 25 steps or so. I thought about it and thought about it, and finally, after deciding to put a beanbag chair (remember those?) at the bottom, I did it.
I sprained my ankle. What I failed to consider was that the crap in the beanbag chair was distributed unevenly, so one ankle took the brunt of the impact.
Now, that stunt had been a practice for jumping off the roof. After I limped around a bit for a month or two, I gave that idea up.
Why would you jump down a staircase, you may ask? Why the fuck not, I would ask? It’s cool. It’s a good story. I just wanted to see if I could do it. And I did. And I learned something.
A pretty high percentage of both the good and the bad interesting things done on Planet Earth are done by boys and men acting under some degree of testosterone.
To me, I see these neutered kids, these Soy Boys, and I just don’t see much LIFE in them. They are unlikely to hurt anyone, but they are also unlikely to do much with their lives but whatever they are told to do. That’s not right. That’s not how this whole man thing is supposed to work.
Every year, it seems like the Karen’s of the world are doing their level best to remove all the fun, all the risk, and all the spontaneity from the world. Yes, this is all part of a more or less literally demonic activity oriented around enslaving the world, but even the steps we can see in the direction of the plan we can’t, are something we need to object to.
Kids need to be able to do stupid shit. So do men. So do women, in increasing numbers.
And take this mask thing: you need people who don’t wear them for long periods of time, who can honestly report nothing bad happened. No one they knew got seriously ill, and neither did they. Same with circulating in general. Personally, I NEVER STOPPED WORKING with groups of people, none of whom were wearing masks. I never stopped hanging out in bars where no one was wearing masks.
And now, when I see people expressing fear, I wonder why. I have been past this shit for a year or more. But I went out there to see what would happen. Nothing happened. Columbus did not sail off the edge of the Earth, and Chuck Yeager–broken arm and all–proved that nothing bad happens when you break the sound barrier.
The world needs men. And women need men. They may pretend otherwise, but they feel a lot of doubt and uncertainty when they are with men who may just choose to hide behind THEM if the shit goes down.
The path of wisdom and goodness is always gradual improvement, never eradication, or radical hate.