Thursday, November 13, 2014

More Dispatches from the Hallowed Book of Faces: Girls, Girls, Girls... Could Use Some Men?




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After a quick bite of my Yahoo NBA junk food, which completely distracts me from being able to interpret or understand anything, I got bored and checked the Yahoo Canada main page and quickly saw a couple of notable posts that I thought I'd share. One has Kim Kardashian attempting to "break the internet" with her oily-bare bottom, which is as impressive as ever, probably in part to some touch-up work, but also thanks to her own. I know why some people hate, but I'm not a fan of fake outrage or "making big things out of little things and little things out of big things" just to cause a fuss. Plus, I can relate to a girl making her lane in a world of vain and I certainly find her very attractive, so it's either ignorable or your time to spend or waste. Since the feminine form has been celebrated for years (and guys too) probably because it often puts us in a good mood, feel free to check out the racy pics if you haven't been notified yet --

https://ca.celebrity.yahoo.com/blogs/celeb-news/butt-why-kim-kardashian-bares-booty-on-racy-mag-cover-133108830.html

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Drunk Girl In Public (Social Experiment)



http://youtu.be/Yvq6pH5Rheg

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Another Yahoo Canada story that just caught my eye involves a video and article I haven't even watched or read yet. I just scanned it quickly and it caused a violent visceral reaction in principle. Feel free to check it out if you'd like since it's probably instructive. While I don't think seeing it will make any of us happier right away, trying to understand and deal with aspects of it on a personal or social level might, so it's a process of going from "negative" to "positive" as opposed to a temporal buzz-kill or buzz-chaser that - if we go through it - may ultimately feel more fulfilling. Who knows? I can't say for you, I can just say stuff you hear like everyone else does and you can say for you what makes you happy --

https://ca.shine.yahoo.com/how-men-react-to-a-drunk-girl-in-public-is-pretty-depressing-203448610.html

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Commeant:

I'm just contrasting this with own egos-maintaining experience walking home from some shindiggery around 1 am near King and Peter streets (by the Shoppers and SportsCentre building). I saw a young drunk cute white girl who seemed really out of it, so I asked her if she was okay. She said sort-of and seemed not, so I sat her down on the concrete bench'ish barriers on the south-west corner just south of King. I asked about her friends to call and got little back. Then as she was losing her balance she fell towards me, I placed her head on my right thigh (or lap'ish) and she sprawled out and lay on the bench'ish and passed out. So, I took off my black zip-up sweatshirt and put it over her as a blanket and she peacefully slept.

People and cops walked by to ask if she was okay and make sure I wasn't being a jerk - which I'm totally fine with - and I made sure I was in full-view of everyone to avoid any issues - and I answered I don't know but I think she just needs to sleep for a bit. About 45 minutes later she started stirring so I asked where she needed to go and she said she didn't know. So, I said I could leave or walk with her for a bit and drop her off at a Tim Horton's or something. She said fine and was now wearing my sweatshirt to keep warm. We quietly walked west on the south-side of King near Brassaii and she said she had to use the bathroom, so I argued with the bouncer to let her in just to do that and he did.

Then when she came back out things got weird as she tried to ignore me and steal my sweatshirt. I said I don't care about or want anything except for my sweatshirt back. When she resisted and tried to get some help to get me away, after being nice I lost it on her for a sec, quickly yelled what happened so everyone could hear and said all I want is my sweatshirt back - which obviously didn't match her outfit - and she finally and quickly gave it to me. Then I left. I wasn't mad though. I know what happens when the culture abuses you and you get paranoid even about people who are nice to you and are scared to be vulnerable with anyone for fear of getting hurt. I just felt bad for her since she could have said "Thanks I'm fine" and given me my sweatshirt and I would left anyway, but she probably didn't know that, or she was trying to jack me for my sweatshirt because it was cold or just because. It reminded me of a stray dog that bit me just enough to run away after being friendly and I petted it and it relaxed late at night on a bench on a beach at the Full Moon Rave in Thailand.

Or, comparing our two female cats, one a soft, brown, furry and feminine one who gracefully goofs around with me while keeping her pride; the other a sleek black rescue cat who'd clearly been abused who wouldn't come near me for months and now won't leave me alone and who can't decide between cranky and hanky-panky, but who loves the attention and petting until I move just a bit too much or fast and she takes off like a rocket. So, I get it. I just think we're all better off seeing less of it for our egos and happiness as opposed to more, or more pretty power-trips instead of petty power-trips, which may mean more of us demanding more chivalry, courtesty and respect all the way around for what we say and do where we live. That's all. I hope this wasn't too long, but it was what it was, is what it is, and could be what it could be. Out.

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Finally from Yahoo Canada, I just saw and quickly clicked on a happy story about smaller boobs. Why look at this stuff? Because I was raised in the same culture as everyone else and sex and violence stimulate the primal or "lizard" parts of my brain, so I'm just trying to figure out how we can use this fact and our constant bombardment by it to be more ego-fulfilling and make us all happier. Of course, I can see or hear other stuff, or pretty much anything really, like Johnny Cash telling me he shot a man in Reno just to watch him die and try to figure out what to say back if anything at all. So why this? Just for sh-ts and giggles, because ultimately, why else would anyone do anything else? -

https://ca.shine.yahoo.com/how-breast-reduction-surgery-dramatically-improved-one-woman-s-health-133755262.html

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Hello, my name is Vijay Sarma and as a man you can trust, it's always nice to meet you. At least on my end, so lots of people say hello and I'm always happy to exchange respect with men, women and children as long as we all relax. This can happen for nearly everyone creating constant feelings of micro-empowerment. From what I can tell, many people seem quietly frustrated and are missing and craving the respect we all want.

This little side-project is here in case people are interested. If not, don't worry about it. I think most of us want to believe in people acting nice even when many feel stressed. We can all communicate better with more chivalry, courtesy, confidence, grace and respect to relax and have fun, especially interacting a lot either well or poorly in a big city like Toronto. I can help, so if you want help, or want to help, please get in touch.

You can simply contact me at 647.781.1580 or vijay.sarma@gmail.com with questions or to discuss options. My idea is the City of Toronto is like one big house party where most people know each other, or know someone who knows someone there. This can build trust and encourage us to empower and look out for each other. Plus, it's easier to smile, network and have fun. What you want to believe in is people. And you can help. 

http://whatyouwanttobelievein.com/

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