Cool

 

“I’ll come and make love to you at five o’clock. If I’m late start without Me. “Tallulah Bankhead

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That’s cool… And I like cool people. I think that most of us secretly do.
Paradoxically, guys are always trying to look cool and girls always try to look hot.
Do opposites attract? Apparently so.

But who really qualifies as a “cool” person?
Is it somebody who wears his cap backwards? Somebody slumming with torn jeans? Somebody covered with ink? Nose rings, tinted glasses, hoodies?
I don’t think so.

Is it somebody who talks loudly and makes outrageous statements? Somebody who (like a teenager) tweets impulsively?
Definitely not!

In my book, people qualify as “cool” not by the way they dress or talk, but by the way they conduct themselves. A cool dude to me is somebody who doesn’t get easily rattled and remains composed in a stressful situation.
It is somebody who thrives in adversity. A cool person is like a glowworm; he shines in darkness.

We were young, gullible and somewhat cool.

Franklin Roosevelt was such a person. He remained cool when he declared war on Japan and his speech was brief, just seven minutes.

He didn’t bellow like Hitler or bark like Mussolini. He simply stated:

“No matter how long it may take us to overcome this premeditated invasion, the American people in their righteous might, will win through to absolute victory.”

I like somebody who rarely uses superlatives . Somebody who is sober in speech and action and who does what he says.

A hero is not automatically cool. A hero often acts before thinking. A cool guy thinks before acting.

Being cool means to be able to make rational decisions while being afraid or under extreme pressure. It is not given to anybody.

Think before you act and follow through calmly but decisively.

Alain

The Art of the Lie

 

“I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.”  Friedrich Nietzsche

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As the song says “it’s a sin to tell a lie.”
Since I am an atheist, I am not sure about the “sin” part but lying is definitely not nice… it is demeaning.

In view of the post-election announcements I have been pondering a nagging question: what exactly is a lie?

Wikipedia is formal:

“A lie is a statement made with the intention to deceive. The practice of communicating lies is called lying, and a person who communicates a lie may be termed a liar. “

 In other words, lying is not telling the truth, deceiving.

After an extremely loutish presidential campaign, we are discovering that practically none of the pledges made by our Commander in Chief have been implemented. I am actually glad to hear that, but what does it tell us about the character of our new boss man?
If you lie to me once, chances are that you will lie to me again. And once bitten, twice shy.

Since I have been deceived far too many times in the past, I am less innocent, less gullible. I take everything with at least three grains of salt. And everybody should.

And now this unreal Comey/Trump saga…
Who do I believe? The FBI chap gentleman (yes), without any doubts.

An outright lie by the way is quite different from a “white lie”. A (harmless) white lie is usually told to avoid hurting someone’s feelings and I have probably done that a few times.

But I don’t condone untruths, falsehoods, made-up stories, inventions, fabrications, deceptions or what ever you call it. Few people do.

To be believed is important, especially for a head of state.
Once the trust is gone, the rot sets in.

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“If America forgets where she came from, if the people lose sight of what brought them along, if she listens to the deniers and mockers, then will begin the rot and dissolution.” Carl Sandburg 

 

Exhibitionists

 

When you have got it, flaunt it! Step right up and strut your stuff. ♫

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Painting by Fernando Botero

There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that most women are exhibitionists. When they have got it, they definitely want to flaunt it.
Even when they don’t quite have it, they still crave attention. They try (not very hard) to make you believe that it is not so, but we are wise to their wicked ways.

Facebook (or any social media) is a prime example of my assertions. It is full of women’s selfies provocatively showcasing their assets.
I am not against it mind you for you cannot look a gift horse in the mouth.

I imagine by the way, the frustration of some Muslim women who would love to emulate their western sisters, but can’t. I am surprised that more of them have not rebelled against their oppressors and burned their bras (or whatever garment they would burn).

They ought to sneak a pick at the history of suffragettes! In my humble opinion, what the Middle East needs (much more than 110 billions worth of armaments) is a Joan of Arc, Elizatheth Cady Stanton or a Gloria Steinem.

Women, over the centuries have perfected the art of seduction. They have weaponized just about every part of their bodies to coyly ensnare their quarry. And they dutifully transmit all their knowledge to their progeny.

Bosom and caboose have always been women’s primary weapons but nails, eyelashes, lipstick, hair are also part of their stealthy arsenal.

Men have been slow to follow the trend. Granted, they are starting to get manicures, wear makeup and don earrings but they are far behind the women in this strategic field.
Some guys can also be exhibitionists but they don’t have enough material to seriously compete with women.
Bodybuilders are an exception. Regardless of the weather, they always wear short sleeves garments to emphasize their bulging muscles. But this is pretty crude.

It takes more than muscles to seduce a woman, or so I believe. Intellect (or if you come short in this filed, hard cash) can be as much an aphrodisiac as six-pack abs.

So, while exhibitionism might be frowned upon, I am no Tartuffe. It is not beneath me to appreciate whatever body parts women choose to put on display.

Alain