Intellectual Orgasm

Was it intellectual for you ,too?

Hey, you!

You wore me out last night – physically and mentally, but never spiritually!

I got a good night’s sleep.

Slept like a baby.

Got up, early.

Woke with a lot of things on my mind -

things that you so eloquently planted there.

Ate a piece of toast,

straightened the kitchen,

lit candles in the Circle of Friends,

put on music - a South African radio station -

the whole-time thinking,

thinking, about – what else – thinking!

Thinking about how much I like how you think,

about how much I like how you question what would happen if and when you proposed an opposing political view to my own (What? Do you fear the universe might implode?)

about how we think very much alike on a multitude of topics, like:

the state of education in America,

America itself,

the government,

about our society.

[Whew, as if the head cold and meds aren’t making me dizzy enough.]

My mind is reeling over this second cup of coffee!

As a society, we’re evolving away from sound reasoning and good judgment.

We’re evolving into a profit-driven, materialistic-based society.

A steadily rising cost of living, coupled with growing hunger for things, has forced the emergence of a two-worker household!

Parents are not actively involved with the education and raising of their children

or quality of education provided by school system.

The national school system has evolved into a glorified daycare service for working parents.

A lawsuit-crazed society has stripped authority from the hands of educators.

Democratic rule by the majority has deteriorated into the placating of minorities.

The needs of the masses have been supplanted by the needs of the few.

Extreme conservative thinking and outside government intervention into the privacy of the home and family has stripped parents of their authority.

Children are taught at an early age how to report abuse to proper authorities, being armed by the schools with 1-800 numbers to call if spanked (disciplined) at home.

Teachers refrain from physical contact with students fearing sexual harassment charges and the premature ending of careers.

No hugs at home.

No hugs in school.

A hug-less, impersonal, society has been steadily emerging.

Parents cannot effectively parent because of government meddling.

Teachers cannot effectively interact with students because of government meddling.

Undisciplined children are a constant source of disruption in the learning environment.

In most schools, forty minutes out of each class hour is devoted to securing and maintaining control. Twenty minutes goes toward actual instruction.

People graduate high school barely able to read and write at the eighth-grade level.

They don’t know how to, or even care to, become involved in PTA, or government, in any capacity. They just live to fuck and own a shit load of things!

So they work multiple jobs to buy things.

They fuck irresponsibly and unintentionally make babies (rhymes with rabies) and treat pregnancy like some kind of social disease.

They’re too financially burdened to have time to parent.

They expect the school system to parent for them,

to teach, to discipline, and to raise their unwanted babies.

Their babies grow to graduate high school reading and writing at an even lower level than their parents.

Their grown babies know no life other than what they had witnessed: live to fuck and acquire things.

They, too, fuck irresponsibly and unintentionally make more unwanted babies,

and the vicious circle of life in America goes around, and around.

When and where it will stop, nobody knows.

But anyone with half a brain knows that, at this repetitive rate, it will eventually stop.

And if left unchecked, the whole system will crash to a halt.

I love your sensitivity and sense of awareness.

Your deep sense of concern for the important issues facing all of us on this planet.

You could never ask too many questions or talk too much.

The questions need to be asked.

The issues need to be discussed and addressed.

If not ever to arrive at concrete solutions to the many hideous maladies of man,

at least, then, to attempt to achieve some semblance of personal inner peace.

Let me end my rambling with the serenity prayer:

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.

Embrace it.

Grow in wisdom.

Know that oftentimes there are no answers.

But just like we concluded last night after getting down to the bare facts:

lying naked for hours on end alongside another like-minded, like-spirited, human being, may very well prove a sufficient enough answer to most, if not all, questions.

Thanks to you, this morning I'm still deeply within the throes of an intellectual orgasm!

Call me.