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    Confessions of A "Girly Man"

    WARNING: This post contains explicit sexual and vulgar language.

    WOW! It was way back in 2004 that the Governator coined the term, "Girly Man" as a put down of those opposed to his economic slash and burn approach.

    I'll not explore the psychology here involved ... as in the Governator's really in the closet, etc.

    But, let's look at who resents us so-called "Girly Men".

    It's Dicks with Sticks, Dicks with Cars, Dicks who think they have big dicks but really have no IQ, no EQ, and have 'small balls' (to quote a line from "The House of D") .

    OK .. I lied. I will look at the psychology of it.

    As Freud might say, "Vat ve haf here is a clear case of projection." His pal, Carl Jung, would add that it was a projection of "The Shadow." No my dears not The Shadow of 40s Radio but that part of our psyche which we deny and disown.

    If you've ever browsed the newstand, as I often do, you will see countless Dick Magazines: Maxim, Tatoo, Hustler, Playboy (which I read for the articles ;-).

    What these magazines have in common are scantily clad young women; in very strange poses that emphasize their tits and asses; hot cars; big cigars; and boys toys galore.

    Nothing wrong with cars or young women.

    It's the objectification of them that IS a problem.

    Ya see the Boyz from the Hood objectify womyns cause them females scare the shit out of them!

    So, they hypersexualize them: they make them fuck objects and use the magazines as stroke books. Not that there's anything per se wrong with masturbation. It's the attitude these boyz have toward women that sucks.

    I know because I was one of these boys -- when I was freaking 15!

    I treated girls like sex objects -- the surge of Testosterone drove me nearly mad. And, until I discovered the joys of self loving, I tried to seduce every girl I dated. It wasn't about what they wanted. It was about what I needed .. a good fuck!

    Eventually, I outgrew that phase -- well, except for those moments in the morning when my erection kicks in and my limbic system goes on high alert. ;-)

    The point is that as a young, horny male I lusted after girls YET at the same time thought I was gay.

    Why?

    Because, I did not fit with society's image or my father's image of what it meant to be a man! I still remember the day my dad told me, "You need to go in the army. They'll make a man of YOU!" RIGHT! Like the man he became -- NOT!

    It took me a lot of years to realize that my "Girly" nature had much to do with the fact that I was a Feeling Type male (think Psychological Type). To warp John Gray's book title, I was a Man from Venus not Mars. Which reminds me of a joke: If Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus, where do lawyers come from?" Answer... ta da, drum roll .. "Uranus!"

    My Feeling dominant step-mother keyed into the fact that I liked to do 'girly' things like baking, sewing, and needle point. She taught my twin sister and I to cook, clean, bake, sew, do the laundry, etc. I seemed to have a natural talent for it whereas my poor sister can't even make Jello.

    So, eventually I came to understand that I get along better with women. In fact, 95% of my Facebook Friends are female. And, many of my male BFFs are gay.

    I happen to like my Feminine half. It is my Eternal Fem that inspires my writing, my poetry, my painting, and my creativity.

    So, AHnold ... fuck you and your labels.



    March 08, 2009 in Movies | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

    Technorati Tags: Femininity, Girly Men, The Governator

    The Secret Skeptic - Post #1

    I've decided to join in on Andy Wibbels' The Secret Movie 30 Day Challenge.

    First, let me make my 'position' on The Secret clear.

    I loath the movie. I feel the movie is way, way to heavy on "Money" and Materialism. And, way to light on meaning and humanity. I've only watched the first 30 minutes but it annoyed the crap out of me. Give me a break: manifesting a bicycle. HA!

    Oh, and what about all those so-called "philosophers'? RIGHT! Bob Proctor has been hawking motivational concepts since I was a babe. He's a much a philosopher as I am.

    Now, my colleague Michael Port sees it a bit differently. Michael, being the marketing guru he is, sees The Secret as a phenomenal marketing story. It IS! That's my freaking point! It's SELLING an idea.

    Now, about the idea.

    I'm conflicted.

    I have had occasions in my life where I set an intention and great things happened. I wrote about this in a recent newsletter. And, my Inner-Polly-Anna would like to believe that all I have to do is ENVISION my DREAMS. And, poof! The Genie, aka The Universe, will deliver!

    Sorry, I grew up with strong message about the value of work.

    Now, I think work can be easier and more soul fulfilling than my parents envisioned.

    But, I really do feel like Julia Cameron who said this about intention, "Pray for the bus. And, the run like hell!"

    The forumula is Intention followed by ACTION.

    My first action in this blogging adventure for me will be figuring out my intention.

    YES, I plan to give this a shot!

    After all, the worse thing that could happen is NOTHING!

    MEME TAG: "The Secret Movie 30-Day Challenge"

    February 21, 2007 in Blogging, Memes, Movies, The Power of Intention | Permalink | TrackBack (0)

    Technorati Tags: Creative Careers, Creative Careers Unleashed, The Power of Intention, The Secret

    Running With Scissors

    Now, this movie, Running With Scissors, looks like my kind of movie.

    The premise: creative, deeply troubled mom decides to 'give' her 'sensitive, troubled' son to her shrink!

    If the movie is half as funny (in a dark, twisted, my-kind-of-weirdness way) then it will be a laugh riot!!

    October 20, 2006 in Movies | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

    Technorati Tags: Comedies, Creatives, Movies

    Ohhh James!

    I was 16.

    And, bored on a drizzly Spring Saturday.

    Had a few bucks in my pocket from my part-time job. By the way, the job paid the princely sum of $ 1.00 an hour!!

    Decided to take in a movie... by myself.

    Bused downtown and headed for the Grand Theater (In those days I think every city had a Grand, Palace, or other posh-named cinema).

    The trailers on TV had caught my eye... or, maybe it was the bikini.

    Walked in, paid my $ 2.00 and ...

    watched an aspiring new actor in a movie called...Dr. No.

    And, I was hooked.

    For more than 30 years!

    Maybe it was that white bikini worn by Ursala Andress, in the role of Honeychild Rider.

    Then came Gold Finger.

    40 some years later I still remember some scenes, the Aston Martin, the lyrics to the title song , and Fleming's flare for character names: Auric Goldfinger, Odd Job, and, of course, Pussy Galore.

    IMHO, Connery was James Bond! Period!!

    Hated Roger Moore.

    Lazenby was okay.

    Enjoyed Timothy Dalton. No Connery, but a strong, solid leading man.

    Then came Brosnan. And, I couldn't get Remington Steele out of my mind.

    Gave up on the franchise.

    Now, there's a new Bond.

    Do I give a rat's ass?

    No!!

    Do you?

    March 22, 2006 in Current Affairs, Humour, Movies | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)

    Legends of the Fall

    My daughter gave us a copy of the deluxe edition of Legends of the Fall last week.

    Hadn't watched it since 1995 but remembered the story was compelling and the cinematography even more! Why not. The movie was filmed in my own Province of Alberta, just 30 minutes from where I live. And, features stunning shots of the actors and the Canadian Rockies.

    I love this line from the novella, written by Jim Harrison, upon which the movie was based: "Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and live by what they hear. Such people become crazy. Or they become legends."

    The legend of the story is of course no other than Brad Pitt (Tristan Ludlow). This movie catapulted him to star status, and eventually into the arms of Angelina Jolie (Mrs. Smith), and current fame as the male half of Brangelina.

    If you want angst, pain, joy, and a great view of Brad's bum -- watch this movie.

    I had forgotten just how gut wrenching the movie is. A wonderful story of the pain that resides in a family filled with love... and dysfunction.

    See the dynamics between the Hero, the Scapegoat, and the Lost Child, played out under the controlling force of Anthony Hopkins (Colonel Ludlow).

    Enjoy! Two thumbs up!!


    March 17, 2006 in Movies | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)