Monday, November 23, 2009

What Happened to The Music?

While watching the American Music Awards that I DVR'd, I realized that the music no longer seems to be the key element in the award. I think the biggest award should go to the production managers, stagehands and digital animators, along with the electricians, lighting techs and pyrotechnics. They are the ones who have done an over the top job! I have some experience in what it takes to move one act off stage and another one on. And that experience was in the old days before digital anamatography (my word) and moving stages. But I know what it takes to manage the type of show that the AMA is and the production crews are the ones with talent over most of the acts that performed.

The performances were all very different. From simple to extreme with no one stage being like the one before with high tech big screens and extreme lighting effects. The problem I see is that the MUSICAL TALENT was left to be second in line of the show. And I can't help but wonder which performer would be even an iota of entertainment without the production. My thoughts are below. What are yours?

  1. Janet Jackson - Sluggish Performance - But yes
  2. Daughtry - Exceptional Music - Simple Production - Absolutely!
  3. Shakira - Bad Music - Over bearing production - No
  4. Keith Urban - Exceptional Music - Simple Production - Absolutely
  5. Kelly Clarkson - Exceptional - No Flash - Absolutely. On her phenomenal voice alone.
  6. Alicia Keys and Jay Z - Give me a break! - No
  7. Black Eyed Peas - Should have won the non-music award - Can't believe their fans are so deaf.
  8. Rhiana - Cyborg pop is not music! - Keep it on Broadway. - No
  9. Carrie Underwood - Below her norm - Outfit had me focused on her crotch. She should have gone without any production. Absolutely!
  10. Lady Gaga - Poor performance - No GaGa here - No
  11. Mary J Blige - She can sing and so most definitely - Yes
  12. Jennifer Lopez - Poor theme. Certainly not the main event! - Probably
  13. Whitney Houston - It's all about the voice! A different song might have worked better but... Absolutely!
  14. Alicia Keys - She would have been better off to stick with a ballad and her piano. - Yes
  15. 50 Cent - Where is the Music? What happened to the music?

Sorry I had to turn it off at this point!

Monday, November 2, 2009

Sunshine Comes With Dawn

I wrote this song almost a year ago. When I'm feeling down and feel like nothing is going my way, I pick up my guitar and sing it. It makes me feel better. Just reading the words might work for you as well.

It's always darkest, before the storm,
and though the light seems dim,
The moment that you think you're lost,
just reach out and you'll find Him

And though the light may be dim from the clouds,
brought by the raging storm,
He is the reason, now understand
Why sunshine comes with dawn.

And in the rubble of your life,
the wind blown storms will pass,
And where you stand, reach out your hand,
And He'll be there at last.

And though the light may be dim from the clouds,
brought by the raging storm,
He is the reason, now understand
Why sunshine comes with dawn.

And as you grasp your Savior's hand,
Remember Him this day,
It was He that weathered the storm with you,
And guided you on your way.

And though the light may be dim from the clouds,
brought by the raging storm,
He is the reason, now understand
Why sunshine comes with dawn.

(c)2008/02/09 jj williams

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Back To Minneapolis

Read this with with a meter of Devil goes down to Georgia by the Charlie Daniels Band

It was cold in St. Paul on a Saturday night
back in Two Thousand and Five.
It was me and Paw riding in the Cab
of my Kennel-worth Easy Ride.

Paw's my dog he's a good ole' boy,
he's a mix of stray and sooner.
I found him at a truck stop
back in Tulsa eatin' tuna.

He's a mix alright, of God only knows what
he's no bigger than a small cat.
He's got a 10 inch tail and has no fur,
and sits on my head like a ball cap.

We were heading toward Minneapolis
drivin' fast on 94
We was haulin' a load of rock salt
and weighed in heavy as I recall.

It was late in the evening old Paw got fidgety
which told me he had to pee,
Had to find a place to pull this rig over,
Didn't want him to pee on me.

Found us a little place to stop,
Eased my rig in nice and slow,
I was relieved that we made it safe and sound
and got out of the ice and snow.

Well Paw jumped out, just in time,
Barely able to lift his leg
I decided not to lift mine,
Pulled my zipper down instead.

We went inside and sat down
at the first available table
A pretty young thing asked me what I'd like
I said coffee if she's able.

She looked at Paw and screamed out loud,
You can't have that thing in here!
I said that's no thing that's Paw,
He's my service dog my dear.

Well she didn't buy it and said if you'd please
Have him show you out the door,
So with Paw on my head, we got in the truck
Headed back down 94.

It was 14 December, a day I remember,
the weather was cold with fog.
Paw and me, couldn't eat you see,
cause they said Paw's a rat not a dog.


(c)2009/10/13 jj williams

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Saga of a Deaf Man

Some many years ago, more than I care to even consider have passed, I was working in a furniture store. It was a very large warehouse with tall ceilings, lots of furniture and a noisy HVAC system.

An extremely attractive woman walked in the store, and though several of the sales team attempted to accost her, I did not. I simply let her browse the store, staying within ear and eyeshot away so that when she had a question, I'd be right there. I noticed that she almost teasingly kept looking at me out of the corner of her eye. As she roamed the store, she sat down on several pieces of furniture. Each time looking around to see if anyone, especially me I think was watching. She was wearing a very tight fitting stretch mini-skirt that even while standing hardly covered everything. And when she sat down, there in plain view was V-nice. She did this several times. Each time giving me a show. Now more than teasingly, it was temptingly. Well being the professional I am, I just smiled and watched as she went from couch to chair to love seat to hassock. Each and every time positioning herself provocatively, making sure I was watching.

Finally, having difficulty in watching her much longer, I went over to her and asked if I could help her find something. With that the HVAC system kicked on at the same time she was saying "I Want to F*CK you! I must have had a puzzled look on my face because she said it again. This time grabbing my arm. Each time I was barely able to hear her so I read her lips. The wise thing to do for a deaf man. Well this last time, she actually grabbed the lapels of my jacket and said it again without turning her head and staring directly into my eyes. This time I caught the entire sentence by lip reading and smiled at her and as the HVAC system quietly shut down, I said "I'm sorry but we don't have any Futons".

Well now the woman had the puzzled look on her face and then said, "you don't know what you're missing either!" And stormed out of the store.

My boss came over to me and asked what I said to make the woman leave so abruptly. And I replied, "We don't have any Futons" and suggested that he maybe should order some in. With that, he began to laugh hysterically. I couldn't figure out why. And then he told me what she had actually said.

I was flabbergasted! to say the least. The moral of the story is that the woman had no morals if all she wanted to do was have sex with me on a Futon!

(c)10/28/09 JJ Willams

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Three Strikes Your Out

First let me preface this post by saying the comments in this post are based strictly on here say and are in no way directed to anyone in particular. They will however be recognized by those who are guilty. That being said, this post is sort of response to a post found on my good friend Traci's blog. Please read her post before reading mine.

I would like to start by saying I am in total agreement with each and every statement she makes and pride myself at being one that practices the simple gestures she describes. What she doesn't state on her blog is how, even if he is a perfect gentleman, no matter how hard the man tries to win her heart, he will not stand a chance if his outward appearance, fails to meet the physical criteria by which the woman is attracted to. So there lies a fallacy of "How To Attract A Southern Girl".

And here are a few ways that a man will know she is blowing him off.
Strike One: She gives the man wooing her, the "Turned Cheek Kiss and Half Hug" as if she were an Aunt or a Sister saying goodbye to a family member.

Strike Two: She talks about her sexual past while knowing that the man that's wooing her would love to make love to her but she has no intention of letting that happen.

Strike Three: She talks about the type of man she is attracted to knowing that what and who she describes in no way matches the the man that's wooing her.
Now there might be other types of strikes and the man has to read what they are at that time. The confusing part to us men is that the level of interest the woman might have in the man might not be obvious. One might have to read a little between the lines. Or listen very carefully. One thing I've heard though, is that when the man stops wooing the woman, the woman tends to want to keep the game going. Trying to lead the man to believe that a chance still exists. But after the man experiences Three Strikes, he should be smart enough to know that any further action on his part will end with the same rejection and he'd be wasting his time and emotion on someone that does not share his feelings. So the Three Strike Rule might be used as a guideline to determine how far the man might want to extend his emotion.

As this is a response to Traci's post, I think I would like to state what a man might want from a woman if she is interested in him. Remember that the ten responses below, assume that the man is a gentleman who possesses a strong character and respect for women. He is not the run of the mill player. There's a whole other set of rules for those men. Probably a good follow up post to this one. Let me know in a comment if you'd like my opinion on the "Men Who Hunt In Bars"

  1. Remember that a man has feelings. Especially the men that respect women.

  2. If all a woman is looking for is a roll in the hay, and the man she cares to roll with has shown himself to be a gentleman, she better take the reigns and let him know what she wants. At least until he's sure he won't be crossing a line of inappropriateness. Because a gentleman is not going to put the moves on a woman unless he knows that's what she wants!

  3. If a man has made it obvious that he is interested in the woman, and she is interested in him, than she should reciprocate his actions by returning the same to him. Example: take his hand when walking, or grab his arm and walk close to him, walk up behind him and massage his back. Or just put your arms around him and hold him for a quality minute.

  4. Tell him how you feel! Whether it's what he wants to hear or not! Frankly this should go for the man as well.

    COMMUNICATION! Without it, you might as well hang it up before you "commence to begin to start".

  5. Call him, email him, text him. If he is truly interested in you, and not a player, he will welcome all of the above, as often as you can provide it. He'll want to know how your day went and what you did and everything else about you. If you call, he will welcome the sound of your voice and want to see you all the more. And don't forget to ask him how his day went.

  6. Surprise him by coming to his house with intentions of spending the night!

  7. Surprise him when he visits your house by dressing up a bit. Just for him!

  8. Know his likes and dislikes. Hopefully they will be similar, or at least complimentary to yours.

  9. Include him in your activities with friends as he should with you.

  10. Show him that you are happy and excited to see him, to be with him, to hear from him and to be seen with him!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

The Game Of Non-Pursuit

Relationships can mean anything from a chance encounter and conversation over coffee at the local coffee shop, or having a drink at the bar and getting to know the bartender (male or female depending on the gender of my reader) better than a close friend, to a long term happy marriage or one that went sour. Every contact you make, has some level of relationship to it. The length, depth and emotional involvement all have to do with the level of interest.

The level of interest is measured by mutual degrees of action. Whether just talking, talking about things not discussed with others, holding hands, caresses, a soft kiss, a massage, a foot rub. May all be indicators of the degree of interest one may have in someone. The acceptance of such activities by the other indicate some degree of interest, but the return of such activities to the other is a sure sign that something is happening between the two people.

But when they are accepted by the receiver in a fashion that indicates pleasure and enjoyment, but are still not returned, the giver is falsely led to believe that those actions are acceptable but leaves the giver with an empty feeling. So if any or all of the activities are accepted but not returned, it should indicate that no interest exists from the receiver and therefore there is no reason to pursue a more than casual relationship. It could be considered a less than tolerable action by some, but it is better than a slap in the face. The reasons for acceptance without reciprocation may vary. Ranging from having nothing in common with the giver but selfishly enjoying the attention (this would be playing with the giver's feelings), a fear of moving up the relationship level ladder, the giver is just not the type that the receiver is attracted to but again still enjoys the attention, is holding back due to some past relationship failure or is holding back due to a current relationship. There are numerous other reasons. And the giver must be prepared for whatever good or bad occurs due to the giver's actions. Sometimes that's easier said than done. Mostly dependent on the level of interest the giver has in the receiver.

The rules of relationships, or the game of pursuit may be second nature to those who have been "on the prowl" for a lengthy period of time. But there are those, regardless of age, who are still learning to "play the game" or figuring out the rules. I know for a fact that I'm one that's new to the game. And have been guilty at not recognizing the signs. But my father once told me that of all things he could credit me with, persistence would be my strongest attribute. And so, I tend to be persistent to a fault. After all, if you want something bad enough, you might have to work hard to get it right?

With my epiphany of late, I realize that by today's standards, pursuit tends to be looked at in one of two ways. First it may be considered a weakness on the part of the pursuer, or it can be looked at as inappropriate behavior! I believe neither to be correct and I think if one is willing to pursue another in an honest and meaningful fashion, then the "pursued" should feel quite honored. But alas, we are in the 21st century and times have greatly changed.

I guess its best, that in order to compete in the game, you must play the game by the new rules of Non-Pursuit. The problem with the game, is that if everyone played by the same rules, male and female, there would be nothing other than casual relationships. Because the "game of pursuit" would be seen as a negative trait regardless of gender and the game of non-pursuit leads to nowhere. So where does the game go from there? How do relationships build from casual to meaningful?

Regardless of what I've written in this post, I am a die hard old schooler that believes in romance and affection. And if signs of affection are negatively accepted in the 21st century and pursuing is considered weakness or inappropriate behavior, then the world has truly gone to hell and the Golden Rule makes no sense.

Monday, October 5, 2009

The Fork In The Road

A few posts ago, I mentioned something about being in a bad place and that it must have had something to do with the way the stars were aligned or something. I didn't know at that time how true the statement might have been.

As it turns out, two years ago this week began a change in my world as I then knew it. It was the week my then wife decided to move out of our house. It was a traumatic time for me, filled with immense emotional despair, disbelief, hurt, dishonesty and of course the realization that I was going to be alone. Though I know this same thing has happened to many married couples, I was not believing that it was happening to our marriage. It began a long process of personal reflection and mourning. Enough said about the then.

Now, two years later, the fog has finally cleared and I find myself at a fork in the road of life. The road leading left will take me in nothing more than a circle. The road leading right will move me forward and on to better, happier days filled with new friends, experiences and the pleasures of life one expects. Today I have turned right! And I am planning a journey that will exceed my previous dreams and expectations.

For those of you who have known me in the past, beware. I may seem a bit different. You may like the new me, or you may hate the new me. The fact is, I was once a very confident individual. I lost that somehow over the past couple years. But this week it returned and that is the me that I am. Though it's raining outside today, the sun shines for me. Because I have finally come to grips with my emotions and have won the battle. I may seem a little colder to some, and a little smarter to others but most of all I see things a whole lot clearer.

So look out world, the me that has been locked up inside has emerged.

Friday, October 2, 2009

If You Got Money, We Can Talk! Else, bye!

I just finished having a conversation with a friend of mine. I'll call him MN. A while ago, he was torn apart by a women he loved that took him for just about everything he had. In fact he had to file bankruptcy and lost his house. I knew the woman as well. At least I thought I did until she did this man the way she did. After that he swore off women for quite a while, and he was having a bad time of it. I hadn't talked to him in a while, but today he filled me in on how he's handled his loneliness.

Money! He now doesn't even consider talking to a woman unless she has money and is willing to spend it on him. He says "I'm tired of being taken advantage of and figure it's my turn!" He says "I'm done looking for love and relationship. All I want, is to have a woman who's willing to take ME out, buy ME clothes. Keep them wanting ME to live with them!" Which he says he's never going to do again. He just keeps these women, and there's a few in his corral, believing that he will eventually. He has no emotional attachment to any of them and could care less if any of them dumped him. He's says he has old women, fat women, good looking women and not so good looking women. He's say's "It Don't Matter To Me!" I've never seen this man happier! I called him a WHORE! And he laughed and said better to be the whore than pay for one! God! That almost makes sense!

Frankly, I was a bit taken back by this conversation. I've known this man for almost 7 years. We've talked many times about a lot of different things. He's confided in me. He's cried at my house when things went sour with the last woman he was with when I knew him. He was a genuine Good Ol' Boy with feelings and a heart of gold. Yet the man I was having a conversation with turned ugly and cold. But he was happy!

Is that what it takes to be happy these days? You have to be ugly and cold? You need to get over on people? Take advantage of a person when they're down? I don't ever want to get to the state of mind where I'm purposely looking for a woman to take advantage of. I look around at all the dishonesty that I deal with every day and I just can't bring myself to be part of it.

And then it hit me! Women have been doing that very same thing to men for years! I've had it happen to me and didn't realize it when it was happening. MN is just giving back what he has received! Maybe I should give this a little more thought. NO NO NO NO! I can not be that type of person!

What happened to relationships for love and being part of someone's life and them part of yours? It seems, at least the women I currently talk to, are at least outwardly happy to go about their lives surrounded by friends and acquaintances, whom they say they love and are loved back by. But that's not true love. That's just a way of making a person feel just a bit more special then an acquaintance.

I'm thinking...... Show me the money?

Nope. Can't do it. Won't do it. It's better to be unhappy for what might have been done to me, than to live with the guilt of taking advantage of someone else.

Am I totally out of my mind? Does anyone agree with me?

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I Have No Followers

Apparently I have nothing to say that's worth reading. My one and only dear follower, colleague, partner in crime and real estate has abandoned me and no new followers have appeared. OK She's back. And to add to this post, I don't know what the problem is but I was able to add myself as a follower by clicking on the link at the top of page.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Alone In My Thoughts

I sit back and watch as my world passes by,

with so many changes in friends.

Alone In My Thoughts, I long for another,

with whom to be holding hands.

And try as I must, to get through each day,

as each event seems to unfold

I find myself in deep despair

with the thought of becoming old.


Chorus:

Life is too short to spend it alone,

to work for nobody but me,

With a partner with whom I can share all my dreams,

a happier man I'd be.

But nor she sees the love that I have

or would she even believe,

Alone In My Thoughts, my dreams will win

As I cry myself to sleep.


In the lonely hours, just before dawn,

As I lie awake still then,

I can't help but think of the past that I've lived

And where I might have gone wrong.

And try as I might, to think of the times,

That may have truly been right

They were far and few and between, I am

Alone In My Thoughts tonight.


(c)09/20/2009 JJ Williams

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Tuck In Your Shirt!

I want to keep this blog going and I've made a promise to myself to try and add something each day. I know I'm reaching for ideas on this post so I'll just roll with it for now.

Anyway, while working at the "bars" last night, I started penning a song. Or for now the idea for a song. You see, as Corrections Officer, it seems my primary job is to repeatedly tell the inmates to do something. Something that I was taught to do at a very young age and continue to do so to this day without being told.

It seems that they forget to do it, sometimes refuse to do it, and always hem and haw when told to do it. What is it? Well the song lyric might start like this.

"Tuck in your shirt and pull up your drawers
cuz no one wants to see that junk of yours!"


Why is it so difficult for them to do? It's not an ethnic or urban thing. Inmates of all color and creed seem to have the same clothing consultant. I'm beginning to think that the State provides the consultant to them like it does everything else!

(oooh that can be a whole new post idea. Remind me later to write it)

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Ten Things I Know About Women

1. They have a misconception that all men are the same intellectually.
Wrong! Some men are dumber than others.

2. They think all men have only one thing on their minds.
Wrong! Some men have a lot on their minds but are scared to death to talk about it because of the heartless rejection.

3. They have a misconception that they can live without us.
This might be true! But it will be boring after a while when they realize they have nothing to complain about!

4. They all might have boobs, but they all don't know how to show them off!
Others shouldn't show them off at all!

5. They think we look down on them!
Wrong! They're just mostly shorter than men. Except Leslie from what I'm told.

6. They want you to look in their eyes when talking to them.
Wrong! If you ignore their boobs, they think there is something wrong with you!

7. You will never win an argument with a woman.
But if you let them get their way, instead of arguing, they think you're spineless.

8. They don't appreciate anything that they have.
And blame it on the man when they no longer have it to appreciate.

9. They can turn their cheek faster than a snake strikes a mouse when they don't want a kiss.
But neglect to give them a kiss when they want one, and you're suddenly a heartless man that doesn't care about her feelings!

10. I know that this post will make some women chuckle in knowing they accomplished what they set out to do.
CONFUSE THE HELL OUT EVERY MAN ON THE PLANET!

This post is dedicated to ALL women whom I have had the pleasure, (you know who you are) as well as displeasure of knowing (you too know who you are). You have totally screwed me up for life.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Turned Cheek Kiss and Half a Hug

There's a little thing that a woman does
I call the Turned Cheek Kiss and Half a Hug.

Though a perfect gentleman you stick to your wits
at the end of the night, not even a kiss.

She teases you with her musings of men
with verbal and physical motions and then

With one fell swoop at the end of the night,
sends you on your way without blinking an eye.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

A Kiss In The Mist

She stands in the mist of the falling rain,
Gently brushing the drops from her face
She raises her chin and smiles back at him,
With a touch of love they embrace

As the drops that fall, into their eyes,
Make them blink as if a tear
A smile comes to each of their lips
As the clouds begin to clear

And as the sun’s rays wash the rain away
They look into each others eyes
With a sparkle in each that brightens the day
They kiss with no clouds in the sky

As the day turns to night and the moon shines bright
In the distance you hear them saying
When the day begins with a drenching rain,
Let it end with us gazing at heaven.

(c)09/13/2009 JJ Williams

Thursday, September 10, 2009

A short thought.....

The past was just a fleeting moment in time.
The present is shorter than that.
And the future is merely a personal perception
of what one thinks one deserves.
(c)2007 JJ Williams

The Kitchen Table

I sit across from him at the kitchen table. He speaks from wisdom only found in those who have lived life fully. As a boy I don’t remember much time spent with him, but the time I do remember is precious to me. He probably doesn’t know just how important those times were. He probably doesn’t realize how much of him is me.


I find myself mimicking him often. Attempting to be as wise as he. My facade is only a cover hiding my inner torment of knowing I will never be as successful as he. I once said to him “Dad, why don’t you do something better with your life?”. I was much younger and very foolish. I know it hurt him then. How could I even believe that he was not a success even then.


Look at him sitting there, not a care in the world. Not owing a dime to anyone, and having his whole life to look back on. He tells stories of his past experiences to me each time I visit. And oh those stories. Most of which I’ve heard time and again. Never do they get old, never does he get old.


He grew up fast, having to deal with life on his own. His parents orphaned him as a preschooler. Leaving him to watch over his two younger brothers. Always trying to keep his only family together. Moving from one foster home to another made it tough. He learned to change diapers at age five. And me, foolishly saying make something of your life. Look at him now. He’s looking back at me from the other side of the table.


What makes a man? Not money or fame. Not fancy cars or the size of his portfolio. What makes a man is having the strength to stand up to his peers and say I am me. I have good and I have bad, and the combination is ME, and no one else.


He gives me my strength to strive for my ME. I have searched for it in many places and in many ways. I have failed at things I wanted so badly. Through it all, he has been there. Ready to pick me up by the seat of my pants, dust me off, and give me just enough courage to go out and look for ME again. That’s me now, sitting across from him at the table. Looking for another ounce of courage to go on. How much longer will he be there for me? In some ways forever! I only wish that I could be there for him by now. But I am still not ready. When will I ever be ready? When will I ever find ME?


As I glance toward my future I have to wonder, will I ever possess the wisdom that my father has? Will I ever have children that will respect and love me as I love my father? And will they sit across my kitchen table looking for my courage and wisdom?

Written by

John J. Williams, Jr.

(c)May 30, 1990

In Memory of my father

John J. Williams, Sr. October 20th, 1919 - December 7th, 1997

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

One day you're married and then you're not

Then you're thrown to the wolves to try and figure out what to do next! You have finances to consider, decisions to make, new relationships to build, all when at a point in your life you thought your finances were in order, you already made all the important decisions in your life and the relationships you had were thought to be life long!

You watch as the financial foundations crumble, realize that the Important Decisions you made were all wrong, and the relationship you thought you had was nothing more than playing the role of the societal norm. You then find that society has changed. Men as well as woman have changed, and you, or truly for the purpose of this blog, I have not changed. At least not at the core level but the new society passed me by.

The reality is that in order to accept what we must say is life, we have to contend with the changes of others. The emotions that they have suffered that changed them ultimately changes the way we relate and respond to them. You find your core beliefs to be fragile and about to fall apart just to fit in. You think about becoming one of those who have already crossed the line. A cheater, a lyer or a head game player. You have to grab every ounce of strength to stand your ground and keep your core in tact.

The new societal norm presents itself as a world filled with mistrust, lies, head games, worry and concern. I believe it is fueled by those who have been cheated on, lied to and taken advantage of. Those that have been the purveyor of those tactics seem not to realize the damage they have done to themselves, the receiver and society in general. Nor do they seem to care.

As one who has been a "receiver", of one or more of the tactics above, I now have a mistrust in those I once would have immediately responded to with honesty and without thought of them possibly lying to me. Instead, now I watch what I say, analyze what I hear and generally take what I'm told as being an untruth. That is sad and against everything I once believed in.

When you think the most important people in your life, those being your wife, husband or partner can do no harm, BEWARE!

So what does that say for people that aren't the closest to you or are new relationships being built? I'm now face to face with the new societal norm. A society that seems to not even recognize whether they're lying to themselves, playing head games with others or just being stupid. As comedian Ron White says: "You can't fix stupid!" Let's not forget those who do realize what they're doing, and have no remorse for the hurt they may cause or the lies they have told. Or the "honest" ones that tell you about things with the most up front and casual design that cuts like a knife. Sometimes for their pleasure and sometimes to avoid a relationship.

So one day you're married and one day you're not and you're faced with the realization that everything you once believed in no longer applies and all the lessons of life you learned, have to be re-learned!

What happened to "Do unto others as you would want them to do for you"? Has society gotten to the point of changing even the Golden Rule to read "Do unto others before they do it to you"?