“I have never yet seen anyone whose desire to build up his moral power was as strong as sexual desire.”
-- Confucius 571-479 BC: “Analects”
Poor Tiger, he’s suffering from “hypersexual disorder.”
“Mavis Humes Baird, another therapist familiar with Gentle Path, said Woods would have been separated from family contact for weeks and forbidden masturbation, pornography, contact with female fans or anything else that might engage his sex drive….Treatment 'is in its infancy,' Dr. Krueger said. 'Chemical castration' with testosterone blockers, as has been used on some pedophiles, is inappropriate in such cases.'” (NYT – McNeil – 02/23/10)
Trust me folks, I know what Tiger is going through. A popular myth surrounding this affliction has to do with the idea that it’s harder on the wife or girlfriend than the sufferer. Nothing could be further from the truth. Until you’ve felt that unholy compulsion to have sex with whomever will have you, you couldn’t possibly know the meaning of misery. And for what: A big stinky pile of guilt that gnaws at you like a bagged badger. Who needs it? With all this crying about the one cheated on, everyone forgets the poor cheater. He’s the one slighted. We can only admire Tiger’s courage, and enter him into that pantheon of Sainted Sex addicts who, like John Edwards, that intrepid, stalwart of a mate who confined his infidelity to seminal emissions during only remissions; and President Clinton, whose profoundly unconscious love for his wife, and tormenting guilt at his actions, thwarted his every attempt to come in The Big Lewinski’s mouth, or is it, Lewinski’s big mouth. Shame on you, indeed, who cannot feel Tiger’s pain!
Think of the people you come in contact with in the course of a day and consider this:
“Arizona and Wyoming lawmakers are considering nearly a half dozen pro-gun measures, including one that would allow residents to carry concealed weapons without a permit.” (NYT – Urbina – 02/24/10)
Imagine, if you will, everyone having a gun when they have anything to do with attending vehicular matters that involve going to a Michigan Department of State Office. How about parking? The common reference is road rage, but I say parking rage is much worse. You’ve got to teach at 10AM. You’re circling the block like a frozen Pelican, a bunch of hung-over students driving dinged up Lexus’ and SAAB SUV’s are surrounding you. Would that their fuel injectors stick and their unpaid parking tickets bring tow trolls, these UGG wearing text-twits who don’t know the difference between an epigraph and an epigram. It’s 9:57 and you can’t find a place. And then there he is behind you, the kim-chee dude from VA Tech, driving a focus with an “Imagine Whirled Peas” bumpersticker. Yikes! Yeah, so imagine that. Or, how about sport’s bars at the peak of the NFL season? The drunk guy with the Rae Carruth sweatshirt isn’t happy about the Guy with the Ray Lewis cap, who is intermittently hurling into an empty pitcher and screaming “Go Ravens, Panthers Suck.” And, of course, there’s nothing like a gun-toting academic at a tenure decision meeting. Add to this, the candidate has a progressive mental condition, and you have a cozy place for a concealed weapon. Another situation in which a gun in the robe might come in handy is the arena of family conflict. After all, what better way to guarantee mutual assurance that no one will get out of line. If you can’t trust your own son or daughter with a gun, then who can you trust? Face it. It’s simple. Guns equal peace.
“The demilitarization of Europe — where large swaths of the general public and political class are averse to military force and the risks that go with it — has gone from a blessing in the 20th century to an impediment to achieving real security and lasting peace in the 21st.”
Robert Gates, as quoted in the 02/24/20 NYT)
God-damned, chicken shit Euro-trash can’t even get it up when it comes to killing for peace. Why can’t these cowards understand what it takes to win? “Averse to military force.” What the hell’s the matter with them? Why the hang-up about killing? You kill dudes and there’s peace in the valley. It ain’t rocket science. Sure, the first one might make you feel a little bad, but after that. It’s easy. Ya killed one, ya killed a million. You see, what they don’t understand is that peace right now is just a big illusion, it’s “lasting peace” we’re looking for. Ya see, it may seem peaceful right now, right this minute, but now, ask yourself, do I feel real secure, I mean real secure? See what I mean. You don’t? You’ve got deep seeded insecurities, get it, insecure. You could have a heart attack. How about a stroke? You could even have a lethal, incurable cancer inexorably shortening your meager days of existence! See. No “lasting peace” and no “real security.” And that’s why we need “military force,” and, of course, more guns. There are, however, moral imperatives that are far more important than fostering militarism, there’s the ever-present homosexual menace looming over this great land.
“WASHINGTON — The top generals from the Army and the Air Force expressed deep concern on Tuesday about moving rapidly to lift the ban on openly gay service members, saying it could make it harder for their forces to do their jobs while fighting two wars….’We just don’t know the impacts on readiness and military effectiveness.’”
The only thing worse than yellow frogs are pussy-assed queers you can’t trust in a foxhole. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve had homosexual relations before; but I knew it was wrong. I just enjoyed it way to damn much. And that’s the problem, we start allowing people of the same sex to spread their fornicating ways to the rest us and we’re all gonna end up like Tiger Woods. Sure, it left a funny taste in my mouth, and the KY jelly was hard to get out of my undies, but that wasn’t the real problem. All of a sudden it hit me like a medium sized twig, no one gets pregnant when you do this. Then that blood curdling word just sorta jumped out of my cerebrum right into my mouth – ABOMINATION! No way I’m basing my sexual orientation on not having babies. No way! So, just when I thought the generals got it right, some fag Navy General, Admiral, whatever, piped in this crap:
“’No matter how I look at the issue, I cannot escape being troubled by the fact that we have in place a policy which forces young men and women to lie about who they are in order to defend their fellow citizens.”
“That’s all Folks” -- Randy
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