Beatrice

MusicMy favorite instrument is the violin. When it is truly played it sings. No other instrument has had the potency to move me, to inspiringly haunt me, to allow me to stand before the angels of heaven and nymphs of the forest, to describe the every nuance and pleasure of ambitious aspiration fully filled. It makes me feel like no other experience in life. Such is the immensity of your mesmeric, musical curves. For you, my dear, are extravagantly elegant and gloriously gorgeous. When that countenance graces me… I am compelled to become legend, for who but Odysseus, skilled in all ways of contending, could court the epitome of enchantment and beauty incarnate.

~David T. Kukulkan~
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Life of Fire

Life of Fire

The sun burned in Cancer and poised to take Leo when

I came into this world naked and bloody and screaming

I was a summer child meant to be docilized for urbanality

Then coddled and corralled into domestication with the rest:

Placated peasant sheep deaf and dumb to the nature of the world

 

Lost and confused within the wildfire

Smoke blinding and bellowing all around

The rushing sound of charged heat rising

The furious crackling of wood torn asunder

Ravenous and all consuming, stampeding

Unstoppable by walls and armies

It burns them all just the same

Until it starves itself and only ash remains

 

Then I once came across a snake in the middle of a trail far in the forest

Alive and wide eyed less than half way in the snakes mouth: a toad

In the yard now are the screams of some abandoned creature

I suspect that’s its mother being used as a cats play thing

They never tell you it is the same nature between men

 

See the swarming fires love has kindled

Powdered trust and shards of dreams

Burn like thermite

It burnt my food to ash

Burnt music to noise

And burnt me hollow

Then I tempered the flame:

Taking the breath in your lies for the bellows

All your sharp and worldly lessons the coals

Monotony the hammer and our world the anvil

The bellows are drums and the flames dance

 

For the coals I shall repay you

For the bellows I shall repay you

And for the anvil and hammer the same

I will make a Hell for you to burn in

 

~David T. Kukulkan~

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It’s a Very Gay Day: Quickly on DOMA and Dragons

RaindbowI got my news from Facebook this morning and thanks to George Takei I first read that DOMA is dead. I liked it and shared because it’s great news and I did the same thing with a bunch of the other celebratory memes as well.

So, the the Defense of Marriage Act was ruled unconstitutional. But what exactly does that mean? From what the articles seem to be saying, it means the Federal Government must recognize same-sex marriages and give those couples equal protection and recognition under the federal law: like receiving equal social security benefits that those in a “traditional” marriage would receive.

However,  asshole states still do not have to recognize marriages preformed in other states: that part of DOMA wasn’t being challenged so the court can’t make a ruling on it. But the Feds have to recognize them and that’s a hugely important win for civil rights.

So we’re not done. There will still have to be legislation introduced and judicial battles in all but 13 states and Washington, DC.

Prop. 8 was also struck down. The State of California refused to defend it and the activists proponents of Prop. 8 had to defend it. The Supreme Court just ruled that those activists have no legal standing to be defending a state law and shouldn’t be there in the first place. Basically they said only states can defend state laws so GTFO.

It’s an extremely good day. I just feel like more progress would be made if George Takei had a dragon.

~David T Kukulkan~

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Power and Human Nature

Marching on ProvidencePowerlessness. Synonymous with impotence. And it’s something most of us can relate to. We live in a proverbial cage of iron laws; from the the government, economy, social constructs, and the basic laws of physics of course, we are surrounded, if not completely controlled by our environment. But, without getting into the free-will debate, we are regardless of the existence of free-will heavily influenced by our environment.

But what power do we have to change it? What potency do we posses to influence our environment? Of course there’s the obvious literal environment: we have constructed cities and altered landscapes and it’s being debated if we are in fact entering a new geological epoch called the Anthropocene because we have influenced our environment so greatly.

But what about the individual and without obscene amounts of wealth?

One Man War

One Man War

There’s the power to join up with others and collaborate, but that’s not really individual. There’s what political scientist Robert Dahl called “slack in the system” He meant we all have a little extra time or money that we usually spend watching TV or watching internet porn. But when things get bad enough we start using our extra resources, maybe even a network of friends, to influence politics, but the same idea can be applied to society and the environment. That could count as individual, but it usually takes collaboration with other like minded people for the slack to add up. Voting, whether you believe it’s a valid exercise of public power or not, is still collective. So what power does the individual have?

There’s the power to create art. The arts are the means for most of us it would seem. Playing music, painting, writing, etc, which in small ways do in fact change the literal environment and can influence others. These satisfy the little god-complexes in all of us. Gardening is another small god-complex indulgence. You actually get the power over life. Even if you built forts in the woods, wasn’t it to create a place that belonged to you? In some sense there’s just a human instinct to create.Rock Garden Stone Towers

But compared to what the forces of nature, massive wealth, and collaboration can bring to bear, gardening is just not as powerful. It seems we have very little power and that fact shouldn’t be all too surprising. We should all know by now, at the very least, power is distributed unequally- even amongst gardeners.

Perhaps then, it is simply the natural state of the human animal to be relatively powerless- at least for most. Other primates and social animals have social hierarchies and so do we. Some members have better mating opportunities, or food privileges, or whatever the perks might be for higher social status- and thus more power. We are not all equally talented, attractive, and intelligent, nor are we all talented, attractive, and intelligent in the same ways.

I want to say we are the point in our evolution and technological development where we are able to get past these inequalities insofar where everyone has food, water, and a quality, sustainable habitat. Technologically, yeah, probably. Evolutionarily? Intellectually? Psychologically and sociologically? Maybe some of us, but not the majority and certainly not the majority (whatever, whoever, and wherever they may be) of people in charge today. If they were, we would be living in a drastically different world.

Should most individuals even have power? Power over their own bodies and life, yes, but the power to influence the environment and others, certainly not. Take a walk around a public park that’s not maintained by the town or state very well. Walk down the road and I bet you’ll see trash in the trees. No LitteringThe local pond by me is filled with beer cans, used diapers, condoms, and tampons. And if you walk barefoot you’re even more likely to get an STD because of all the broken glass. Someone also decided to spray paint the trees with “pokesmot.” Yes, that’s going to make a good case for the legalization of marijuana, thanks you asshole hoodlems.

We like individuals, but when we think of people we think sheeple, assholes, idiots, they can’t drive, etc. There are individuals who can not handle the power of an automobile. Hence drunk drivers, dead texters, and the people they’ve killed. This is why we don’t have flying cars. We have the technology, but there’s no way the public could be trusted to drive them. The irresponsible nature of the human animal is just another reason we should probably have some better gun laws too.

Until we start engineering ourselves to have larger frontal lobes, and or all become linked in a singularity, we will still have inequalities and a mess of a world. In the meantime though, we should recognize that we are still animals- just with fancy tools. The more savage animals are often the ones able to amass a lot of power while the rest of us remain more domesticated eating from feeding troughs throughout school, college, and buffets.

~David T Kukulkan~

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Atheism, Spirituality, and Wasps

I recently saw an interesting documentary called “Kumare” and it got me thinking about spirituality and human nature. There’s a guy, Vikram Gandhi, and he becomes a guru. He dresses in robes, grows out his hair, and speaks with an Indian accent. However, his teachings are really all about personal empowerment and how you don’t really need a guru- which is odd since they still needed a guru to learn that lesson. He eventually reveals himself to be a regular guy born in the US. It get’s repetitive toward the end, but overall twas informative and enjoyable.

Gandhi expressed criticisms of spiritual leaders and with his film illuminates the emptiness behind religious titles of authority. Overall I must agree. Even as an atheist I believe it’s important for a persons psychological health to be spiritual and this (as any other subject or discipline) may not require gurus, but certainly requires teachers to guide those willing to learn.

Spirituality is a feeling that justifies your existence and it doesn’t come in a pill yet. Part of that for me that’s knowing where I come from: supernovas and star dust; a chemical chain reaction that began billions of years ago and never once ceased to continue onward and adapt. It’s realizing that we are all connected by a common lineage and thus by blood. We are intimately linked with the planet and all its life. We depend on fellow lifeforms for sustenance and the very air we breath. What is the Earth but a giant fishbowl filled with a gaseous fluids rather than liquid (for the most part).

I take issue with the notions of many New Age spiritualists (in so far as I’ve experienced) that everything should be peace and love when even in nature conflict is the basis for the circle of life. Nature, ours and in the broadest sense, is not like Disney movies where predators and prey get along just fine. I, and many others, have a terrifying relationship with bees and wasps. It takes fewer stings for us to die. They penetrate us and pump a poison which usually results only in pain, but for some of us our throats close up. Anaphylaxis is natural. Bug bites and stings are natural too. The ingenuity with which organic systems adapted are beautiful, but often dangerous.

Guru’s and religious leaders often preach peace, love and turning the other cheek. That’s nice, but unrealistic. Peace is boring- which is why we have football and violent TV shows, movies, and video games. Peace is wonderful, but when there’s a giant wasp hive in your backyard you get the Raid and a flamethrower. Sometimes people, groups, and nations are the proverbial wasp nest. Turning the other cheek and coexisting is great until somebody stops breathing. The real trick is to know the difference between an aggressive wasp and the more docile honey bee.

There’s also a necessity for spiritual teachers. Children need teachers because we stand on the shoulders of giants. Newborns are not expected to unlock all the previous intellectual achievements of mankind on their own: reinventing writing, mathematics, the wheel, etc. It seems to follow that people would need spiritual leaders and teachers if only to empower them further. I would consider Carl Sagan, Bill Nye, and Neil deGrasse Tyson, to be spiritual teachers in the sense that they all reflect a deep appreciation for the universe in which we live.

~David T. Kukulkan~

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Hit Them in The Face with a Bag of Nails

I have learned a lot from people. Harsh truths mostly. Childhood and what we experience during it is, according to every psychologist ever, pivotal in forging who we become.

When I was in elementary school and up till the 6th grade I lived on a dead on street in West Warwick Rhode Island. At the end of my street was the Big Woods and about halfway down was the Small Woods. It was back in the day when you could walk down to your friend’s house and knock on the door and ask if so and so could hang out. I had a few friends in the neighborhood (my street and a few adjacent ones) and we’d explore and build forts in the woods.

One of the houses across from the Small Woods- which is now also a house- was finally fixed up and moved into. We called them the New Kids even years after they moved in. So we started hanging out and invited them to one of our forts. The next day it was destroyed. And thus began what could only be called a chaotic feud with ever shifting alliances.

Both sides would build forts. We’d either search them out or get a spy to tell us where they were. Rocks, eggs, acorns, flour bombs (flour wrapped in paper towels held closed by rubber bands) were all used as ammunition. Rubber band guns with stones taped on, and even a biological weapons made with rotten eggs and fermented skunk cabbage. The forts had high prickery walls, and some of them got pretty sweet with gatehouses and multiple floors. We’d scavenge the neighborhood on trash night for wood and supplies.

There were a few instances were it came down to just being bullied. One of them entered my house which resulted in my sisters arm being burned with a hot frying pan he knocked away from me. I chased him out the door and tackled him. I’m pretty sure that’s the only fight I won and made the other person cry like a bitch. It’s still a satisfying thought: I won.

Though I remember even in that rage I had compassion. When we were fighting his necklace chain became caught and he pleaded I be careful not to break it. It was from his mother whom I believe is dead. I obliged.

I had a box- maybe one of those painted ones, or a treasure chest I forget- stolen and it’s contents dumped in the brooke. Whatever they didn’t keep anyway. It contained coins, rocks, and my own keepsakes.

One last incident that sticks out in my mind occurred with me and one other person while nailing some boards up in a tree. Some of the New Kids came along and began knocking the planks down with us still on them. I had a bag of nails in my hand and they dared me to do it. But it was three versus two and they were bigger. We were also in the  middle of the woods, so we made a “strategic retreat.”

In those instances it was fear that held me back. Fear of pain and what they might do if I just managed to piss them off more. So we’d retaliate later. Find their forts and knock them down; call them names and throw shit at them when they had to go past my house to get to the bus stop. They’d do the same when we’d go past their houses to get to the woods. The cops came often, but never did anything useful in the any of the situations. I eventually moved and that was the end of it.

Since then I’ve learned a lot, at least I like to think so. I had to make them fear the same thing I feared in that unfinished tree fort in the woods. I should have hit that son of a bitch in the face with a bag of nails.

~David T. Kukulkan~

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Technology is Only Natural

“Prometheus, teacher in every art, brought the fire that hath proved to mortals a means to mighty ends”

“Prometheus, teacher in every art, brought the fire that hath proved to mortals a means to mighty ends”

“Prometheus, teacher in every art, brought the fire that hath proved to mortals a means to mighty ends”

No one’s entirely sure when or where man first tamed the flame, but it changed everything. It changed the way we eat and made the appendix a vestigial organ. Fire helped to forge the human race and was the first evolutionary blending of man and technology. Furthermore, the means and ends are natural even if undesirable.

Fire lit the ancient nights and kept predators away. Cooked meals gave us more time to fill since we spent less time digesting food and fighting food born pathogens. This legendary gift filled our caves with warmth and safety during cold nights. We used it to forge everything from weapons and armor to jewelry and home wares. It has in its many forms given us the ability to destroy nations and propel us to the stars. The nuclear fires burning 90 million miles away are themselves the source of all life on the planet.

With all that we can do and have done with fire it would seem only natural for us to shape our environment which in turn shapes the future generations. And now we can engineer our biology directly and fuse our bodies, and our very minds, with technology thus greatly augmenting our potency as individuals. We have built cities of glass and steel.  We are changing the climate. We are literally terraforming our planet, but apparently for an extraterrestrial species that likes more extreme weather with higher temperatures and sea levels. They also don’t give a shit about polar bears. Is it any wonder- with nuclear weapons, climate change, napalm, firearms, ballistic missiles, jet fighters- why the gods were afraid what we would do with fire?

What should we do with fire? How should it be used? As long as we’re fighting each other we’re using it perfectly like the guy who invented the flamethrower.

However, violence is becoming more and more obsolete- it just has less power to get things done than it used to- yet the craving for aggression hasn’t waned. Sports like football and the plethora of video games where you can murder hookers or conquer civilizations are aplenty. Instead of actually going around indulging in every ragetastic thought, we sublimate our aggression into more productive means (like competing in business or one’s field) or at least something more societally acceptable like “Assassins Creed”.

Business and competition built Rockefeller Center and the plaza with the quote from above carved in stone behind a gilded statue of Prometheus. The city is just a jungle of man made mountains and electrical vines. People fill every social hierarchal niche in the concrete jungle just as they would in a primitive wilderness. Instead of getting a prime spot on the best tree or dibs on the best cave, masters of men occupy floors next to heaven and above the realm of traffic, crowds, and chaos. Despite as much social injustice it may cause, it’s only natural- but that’s no reason to expect something to be good for you: hemlock and wasps are natural too.

If that’s the case, that a social order based on competing merits and various forms of might create inequality, it is also true that these pressures force us to be industrious and drive productivity. Until a day comes when everyone is fed; when not one person has an insecurity to overcome; when no two men desire the same woman; when no two people apply for the same job; when there are no longer competing ideologies or political parties; and when our society and culture has evolved to a point where emotions of fear, hatred, and aggression have been bred out of us we may finally be free of conflict. But until we eliminate our biological drives of hunger, thirst, and sex or can satiate everyone- competition and thus winners, losers, haves and have-nots will exist.

Just as ecosystems have many niches so does human society. Some creatures eat plants, some get eaten, some bite into the flesh of other living creatures, and others live on or in the bodies of other organisms. Nature needs all kinds: parasites, symbioses, predators, prey, creatures that disguise and others that ambush. We have the homeless, the thieves, the welfare moochers, the corporate welfare moochers, the producers, the middle class workers, pan handlers, scientists, bakers, astronauts, soldiers, coffee tasters, filmographers, strippers, etc.

Fire changed what we are biologically and its captivity has supplanted our original natural environment for the new jungle. It may literally have been the spark that pushed us further down the path of bipedal intelligence.

The gods feared a human race endowed with the power of the flame. We have used it “to mighty ends.” We may one day use our technological gifts to create a singularity: a world where we have all merged with our technology and with each other. If we all experienced the hunger, suffering and pain of the world, resources would doubtlessly get where they need to be. Violence and aggression would be as vestigial as the appendix. The human body would be obsolete when we can upload consciousness into alternative container. What then would we do if we no longer need food and we had no thirst or lust for sex? Would it be blissful, or boring?

We can’t answer those questions yet. But homo sapiens, like australopithecus, homo Habilis and Erectus, are most likely transitional species paving the road for the next twisted change in evolution. The new jungle we occupy has its own selection pressures (and sexual selection pressures) that the modern man must overcome. In the meantime let’s stop feeling guilty about climate change and smog. We will survive rising oceans and intense hurricanes- not all of us- but the human race will continue in some form. You and I were born into this world and can not be held responsible for what our progenitors did. We can only be held accountable for happens onward. Let us build a better and more realistic future. Conflict and competition will still be around as they always have. Instead of using fire and its powers to destroy we must compete in a mode of creation. Violence and aggression still have their appropriate places and are at times necessary. Both creation and destruction are human abilities and we must all use each one appropriately to occupy, secure, and advance in our particular sociological hierarchical niches.

~David T. Kukulkan

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A Letter

Dear~

In reply to the ails of your mind:

I understand why you have no motivation, I do.

It’s because the West has grown soft with age and raised a generation of sheep. Worse than that: cattle too fattened and unable to move autonomously. Apparently the comforts  afforded to you in that feed-lot of a kingdom have made you immune to the motivational aspirations of fortune and glory, duty and honor, or anything for that matter.

Let’s hope they have not made your heart and mind numb to the logic of negatives should you continue to court apathy and lethargy with such compliance and hospitality.

Your constructions are mid-built, your books half written, if that. Set gathering dust.

That dust doubtless contains the ash and detritus of innumerable forgettable serfs long mounted in the ground. At least a few of them will be remembered for something.

I’d wager you’d be sufficiently motivated with a blade to your throat. Or to your lover’s, your mother’s, your children’s throats.

There is a swift and heavy blade fast approaching the back of your neck! It’s called time. It’s called everyone else doing whatever is necessary to be better than you. It is called sickness. It is called hunger and thirst and exposure.

Each day you fail in your endeavors and to progress is a day you fail.

A swordsman can block his attacker only if he engages him! Even the greatest houses fall, but can be remembered for blows landed and blades endured. They can land blows and endure blades and they do.

Life is a cruel game and it is not required that you play. Be warned, regardless if you choose to play, the hordes will. And pray if you don’t those hordes and spears of fate have no issue with you for they will surely rape and butcher your lover, mother, children; cut out your tongue and pluck out your eyes before mounting your desecrated skulls on spikes.

Do not be like a drunken fool of a father, toothless, impotent and unable to defend and protect himself and his own.

Sincerely~

~David T. Kukulkan

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My Biased Opinion is Correct

Is it really being biased when I take the side of science and human reason? I believe that science is our best way to collect the most accurate data available concerning our universe and reality. I don’t believe it is absolute truth because, as we all know, our body of scientific knowledge is always changing and evolving. But that adaptability allows us to make better predictions about the future and to better understand ourselves and the place we inhabit. “Believing” in science is not being biased, but ignoring it is.

While I don’t consider science to be absolute truth, I do believe its method and fields provide the best, most reliable information concerning our universe as opposed to philosophy or theology. I’d trust a doctor over shaman, or even a statistician over a psychic. Or, I could get off my slothful ass and listen to, and observe nature: eventually coming to the same conclusions as other scientists myself- despite however long that might take.

So when I say I believe in science, what I mean is I believe that the information gathered by empirical inquiry describes nature fairly fucking accurately. After all, Newton wasn’t really proven wrong- just incomplete. His equations work very well for most things we’d encounter and others have generally built upon that foundation. “Shoulders of giants,” you know.

Yes, I believe in evolution and climate change and I think that gay people should be able to get married. Science has shown me fossils, climate data, some of the biological basis for homosexuality and numerous examples of gay animals. With the ability of reason and intelligence to understand these truths how can I not think that?

Unlike this fucking guy.

Mr. Wrong

Occasionally this fucking guy and others, creep on campus talking about Jesus and the Bible and the truth about dinosaurs. Alas, it’s not paleontology pamphlets they hand out. This fucking guy ignores, or can’t understand, fossils, geologic strata sampling, and basic reasoning principles.

First off, let’s think on our own and not have god dictate morals for a moment: when is something wrong? When something harms or is intended to harm seems like a fair standard. After all, if you aren’t hurting anyone and don’t intend to, why should I give a shit what you do? So two dudes doing it seems ok.

Second, this fucking guy is using the Bible as evidence. The Bible has a talking snake in it. A mother fucking talking snake. So how reliable could this “word of god” stuff really be? Or am I being biased by dismissing arguments based on talking snakes?

Thirdly, fucking fossils! Fossils, damn it! This fucking guy and his equally wrong cohorts should just stop saying stupid shit.

Granted, not every single detail in the long history of biology on Earth is known and they may never be. However, the principles within the Theory of Evolution: descent with modification by natural selection, survival of the most adaptable, etc are accurate. Patterns can be found in the bones and fossils of animals, in DNA, in observable generational mutations, etc and the evidence supports it. You can fucking see bacteria evolve a resistance to antibiotics, you can see birds evolve different beak sizes depending on long term weather patters. Evolution can literally be seen in species with such short generations.

Understanding DNA has lead to breakthroughs in understanding evolution, like how mutations can occur. That same understanding helps physicians diagnose and treat genetic diseases and other disorders.

In my opinion, based on the reasons above, this fucking guy’s opinion is wrong, his beliefs are wrong and his moral perspective is twisted.

~David T. Kukulkan~

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The Next Generation of Bullying

People today are a bunch of pussies. My generation (1980-2000 and onward the trend goes), me, we’re all a bunch of squishy livestock and too many of us have panic attacks when we lose power for a few hours.

One of my sisters has school, work, places to go, people to see and it’s all coordinated by Facebook and a smartphone. There’s no hot water, no stove, no fridge, no heat, no light, no microwave. It’s all dead. She proceeded to be a little bitch about it: crying and whining and literally bitching. But who wouldn’t? That’s everything. That’s our entire life. And WTF now it’s gone? How do I do the things I do now? You can’t. And, understandably, losing the “control’ over your life and how you live it is a terrifying prospect. You can’t cook, or keep warm. There’s no fucking water! You get it, 3 fucking days you got without that- if you don’t freeze to death at night in the winter or die of heat stroke in the summer without the A/C.

It’s not really our fault. Each generation has created a slightly safer, more sterile, domesticated environment in which the human animal may live. We are now adapted to our urban and metropolitan terrariums rather well-though far from perfectly, and we can process and handle what’s thrown at is inside it: homework, “real” work, second job, paperwork everywhere, keeping up to date on fashion and horoscopes and being quick enough with a smartphone to snap an awesome pic to Instagram real quick. Facebook, Twitter, blogging, YouTube, texting, it’s all sort of a pseudo-social interaction alienating us from the nature of nature including ourselves. And fuck you if you can’t see me in person and I’m anonymous. If we disagree about something on the Internet you’re wrong cause you’re a fucking idiot. End of story, I don’t need to clearly present evidence to you and engage in a dialogue. That’s what we can do. And we can figure out how long to heat the ramen up for in the microwave, or how to use the oven to make special cookies. First World problems…

Sometimes there are also people who are “maladapted” to this First World farm- including a lot us. How often has Facebook let you down because you had no new red icons indicating someone messaged you, or liked a post?  What happens when someone calls you fucking curse words and slurs? How well do you deal with an asshole that’s spreading some libelous, slanderous rumor, or private issue, all over the Internet so all your friends, the cute guy you like, teachers, employers, coworkers, your parents, grandma and myself  can see? Sometimes it seems stimuli like those (social predation, social stress, combined with modern alienation of physical interaction) act as new psychological selection pressures resulting in suicide. And who blames them? That’s fucked up. I’m not saying I could handle anything like that as much as I’d like to. We should obviously teach kids not to be vicious cunts and stop the problem before it starts- but realistically there will probably always be kids who are vicious cunts that torture meek, quiet, and easy targets. The teacher’s won’t always be there, nor will the parents, or the police, but mediation should be sought, or legal action if need be and if possible. And still, there will be kids–oh and adults of course too– that just won’t stop being fucking dicks because they’re sociopaths, terrified themselves, and or a slew of possible reasons for persistent dickishness. And that’s sad. I may think you’re weird, or ugly, or whatever, but I’m not going to torture you with it just because you’re different, or you did something stupid one time because you got hammered because you had never really drank before and no one showed you how to drink responsibly because it’s too taboo. I’ve been there.

So, I humbly suggest that while teaching the next generation not to be sadistic assholes, we also teach them not to be afraid of conflict and to expect it and to stand their ground when the inevitable conflict occurs, or at least to be less afraid. Maybe show them how to use the grill, or start a fire, teach them about nature, and the relationship between the snakes and toads.  Sometimes there are conflicts simply because two sides have equal merit, but are not compatible and only one side can win. In such cases it’s not about who’s right and who’s wrong it’s about who wins.

If a bully comes up to my kid (if I have kids one day) and is all up in his grille frontin’ tryin’ to get at his Oreo cookies I want my kid to be the kid who puts chili powder in his Oreos the next day for said bully. There’s going to be conflict and bullies everywhere in life and instead of a purely turn the other cheek mentality let’s teach them to kick some ass if they have to.

~David T. Kukulkan~

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